Date: Sat, 30 Jul 2016 13:21:10 -0400 From: Jase Jason Subject: The Outing of Scott - Chapter Twenty Eight. THE OUTING OF SCOTT This is a work of fiction. If you are underage, object to gay erotic fiction, or it is illegal where you are, please leave now. This work is copyright and remains the intellectual property of the author. Any reproduction, either in part or in whole, without the express, written permission of the author is strictly forbidden. Nifty is a tremendous source of erotic fiction. Please help to keep it going by making a donation at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Chapter Twenty Eight Paul seemed to be on tenterhooks during the course of the week leading up to their parents' visit to their Aunt Madge. "Jesus, Paul, what's goin on bro?" enquired Scott. "I'm just kinda nervous that somethin's gonna happen to fuck up the weekend man. I gotta fair amount of dough invested in it. What's gonna happen if somebody gets sick? Maybe the old man's boss will ask him to work or somethin. Maybe cousin Bert will be home for the weekend and the rents will insist we accompany them. Anything could happen." "Paul, you are worrying needlessly man. Ain't nuthin gonna happen. If it does I'll refund you your dough, okay?" Paul seemed relieved and responded: "Well, okay, but I won't be happy until I see the old man's car pull outta the driveway." Scott laughed, came up behind Paul and grabbed a handful of his package, giving it a gentle squeeze. Paul acquiesced with a smile. @@@@ After school Julian's cellphone rang and he was surprised to see the call was from an unknown number. Normally he would have clicked off but instead he decided to answer the call. "Hi Julian. It's Lennie here. Hope you ain't busy." "Hi Lennie. I didn't know you had my number." "Yeah, well, I asked Scott for it and since we are buds I thought you wouldn't mind." Jesus Christ! thought Julian. Ain't nuthin sacred no more? Lennie continued: "I promise dude I'll only call you if I got an emergency. Would you mind if I came up to your place for a bit?" Julian was curious so he agreed. "Okay, lemme give you my address." "Don't bother. I got it from Scott." Julian changed into worn casual clothes, teeshirt, shorts and tennis shoes, and within twenty minutes the front-door bell rang, heralding Lennie's arrival. Lennie was smiling from ear to ear and, when invited in, thanked Julian in a polite way. "I'll get us a soda and we can go into my bedroom." said Julian. Soon they were ensconced there, Lennie in the easy chair and Julian on the bed as usual. "So, Lennie, you better tell me what the emergency is." "Well, it ain't an earthquake or nuthin like that, but it is quite important." "Oh?" "Yeah. After I spoke with you at the tennis club, I thought about what you advised me about askin chicks for a date and stuff and decided to do sumthin about it. I asked two of them who are in my grade if they would like to go with me to the movies and they kind of smirked and said they already had boyfriends in high school. The little bitches. And then I checked out the girls a bit younger than me and realized I was wastin my time. I mean I don't think they even know what a dick is. It was embarrassing." "Yeah, well, I told you that would happen. At your age, the girls hook up with slightly older dudes and the younger ones ain't yet ready to date. Wait another year." "But the problem is Julian that I am so fuckin horny all the time. I dunno what I'm gonna do." Julian laughed. "Have you tried jackin off?" Lennie didn't think it was funny. "Don't make fun of me dude. I told you it was an emergency." Lennie continued: "Tell me to shut the fuck up if I'm steppin out of line okay? I saw what you and Scott were doin in the rest room at the club. Do you think it's cool to mess with gay guys? I know you ain't a fag but I figured maybe Scott was." Julian turned serious. "Listen Lennie I don't discuss other people with anyone. Nor should you. Please remember that. It definitely ain't cool." Lennie looked a little ashamed. "I'm sorry Julian. I didn't mean to. But I'm kinda goin nuts here." "Okay. For what it's worth. Assume some cute gay guy hits on you, it don't have to be a proposal of marriage or anything like that, but if you sense that he likes you and tries to catch your eye or if you catch him staring at your package, stuff like that, and you feel that it would be hot to have his lips around your dick, just give him a little encouragement like a quick smile to indicate you know what's what, and it will all fall into place. Believe me. Those guys are experts at what they do. And, very important, it will not make you gay! Capiche?" Lennie looked almost relieved, as if he had experienced a sudden epiphany. He smiled and said "Gotcha!" Julian asked his young friend if he would like a beer. Lennie's eyes lit up and he replied "Hell yeah!" "Okay. But don't tell your rents I gave it to you." @@@@ Paul heaved a sigh of relief when eventually the parents departed for the weekend early on Saturday morning. He had been liaising with Anthony regarding the sourcing of the beer and weed and now called him to arrange to move the precious cargo to his house. Within an hour the weed had been secreted in his bedroom and the beer stored in the fridge. Scott had not interfered; he was happy to leave it to his younger bro, who suddenly was displaying good organizational skills. Scott thought that their "quarters", namely, adjacent bedrooms with a shared bathroom in between were ideal for a get-together of this nature. Paul's bedroom would be the hub with the bathroom and his own bedroom available too. And the rest of the house would be safe from any depredations. He assisted Paul in moving some additional easy chairs from elsewhere in the house into his room. By eight o'clock that night everyone had arrived. Scott had harbored some doubt all along whether Logan would attend but in the event he was the first to appear. He clearly seemed more than happy to become a part of his newly-found circle of friends. Shortly after his arrival Paul pulled into the driveway; he had gone down to the apartment complex to pick up Anthony and Julian. Paul was clearly enjoying his role as "chief host" (Scott had left him to it) and after welcoming everyone he explained that thereafter it would be up to each of them to entertain themselves. He fetched a supply of beer from the fridge downstairs, loaded the first of three porn movies Anthony had borrowed from his go-to man at the apartment complex, and not long thereafter lit a couple of joints which were passed around. Not surprisingly the combination of the beer, pot and porn loosened many inhibitions and an air of conviviality prevailed. Paul went through to Scott's room and returned minus his shirt, eliciting a few wolf whistles. Scott had to admit that his younger bro was a hot little fucker. He had nice looks, a good slim lightly muscled body, great legs and a hidden package that promised much. His hair was always short and nicely styled and his overall appearance was really eye-catching. If Paul's objective had been to get the party "started" as it were, he could not have chosen a better way. Logan was sitting in one of the chairs in front of the TV screen transfixed by the images on the screen. Paul sidled up to his chair and stood at the side of it in such a way that his hips were pressed against Logan's shoulder. He made as if he too were engrossed in the movie; he knew full well that Logan was aware of his presence. Logan made no effort to move away. Paul hung his arm over the back of the chair and slowly moved his hand down on to Logan's shoulder, touching it lightly. Logan was increasingly aware of the body to his right and knew that if he turned his head his face would be plumb against Paul's junk. He stole a sideways glance and saw that Paul's dick was now becoming erect under his shorts. Throwing caution to the wind, he put his arm around Paul's waist drawing him even closer and at the same time turned towards him and felt the outline of his cock against his lips. He heard Paul say "Let's go through to Scott's room." and blindly followed him. Julian was in the bathroom but ignored them as they passed through. Paul smiled at Logan and said "Let's see now. Dude, why not take off your tee and lie on your back on the bed." Logan complied and Paul proceeded to slip off Logan's sneakers as well as his own. Paul climbed over Logan and kneeled with one leg on either side of him. Leaning forward a little, his dick was no more than two or three inches from Logan's mouth. He slipped his hands behind Logan's head, lifted it towards his dick and exhorted him to start licking the length of it which was now straining for release from the prison of his shorts. After a minute or two Paul raised himself and with some effort managed to slip off his boxers and shorts. He knelt back down with his now bare butt and balls touching Logan's midriff and directed his throbbing, leaking cock towards Logan's mouth. He rubbed the tip of his dick along his mouth exerting some pressure until he felt Logan suddenly open up and accept his cock into his mouth and begin to lick and suck on it with clear desire. He started to fuck the boy's mouth in such a way that the penetration of his cock became synchronized with Logan's own efforts to please. He figured he would restrain himself from throat fucking him hard as he was tempted to do. He could feel a load building up in his loins and knew he would soon want to cum. He did not want to spoil this first encounter with Logan and so when he was close he whispered "I really would like to cum in your mouth dude. Are you cool with that?" Logan really looked out of it but nodded his assent. Paul started to fuck his mouth with vigor and in a minute or so blew a huge load into his mouth. He relaxed somewhat until he had expelled the remaining few spurts of cum into Logan's mouth and then rubbed his wet dick over his lips. Paul felt behind him and grabbed hold of Logan's dick. "You wanna get off dude?" he asked. Logan replied "Later", so the two of them dressed and returned to the other room to some applause on entry. Scott had seen Julian enter the bathroom followed shortly by Paul and Logan. He followed thereafter and when he entered Julian, who was standing in front of the toilet bowl, turned around and smiled. Scott wondered "What was it about this kid that turns my head into mush?" He approached Julian from behind, enveloped him with his arms, and took his thickish smooth silky dick in his hand as Julian finished pissing. He felt a little shiver go up his spine as Julian's dick expelled the last three our four spurts of his piss into the toilet bowl. Julian was wearing his trusty old tracksuit and had had the elastic waistband of the bottoms trapped under his balls, something that sent Scott's mind into a kind of frenzy. Scott retained Julian's cock in his hand and commenced stroking it gently as it slowly but surely became erect. He pushed Julian's shorts and tracksuit bottoms down to his knees and began to properly masturbate him. It was not long before he felt Julian's dick begin to stiffen perceptibly and without further warning expel a copious load of cum. Much of it fell into the toilet bowl but Scott's hand too was covered in it. Julian relaxed and was able to see in the bathroom mirror in front of him, Scott lifting his hand to his mouth and licking the remains of his load off his fingers. Plenty more where that came from, thought Julian. Back in Paul's room, Julian saw that Anthony was lounging in an easy chair with his legs sprawled out in front of him. He looked as high as a kite; Julian was not surprised as it did not take Anthony long to become that way. A few puffs on a joint and two or three beers was usually enough. He looked around, saw that there was nowhere to sit, so went over to his friend and said: "Mind if I share that chair Ant?" Anthony looked up, saw that it was Julian, smiled and replied "Be my guest dude." Julian asked Anthony to get up and then he himself sat back in the chair, legs wide, and pulled Anthony down between his legs on the edge of the chair with his arms around him. He nuzzled Anthony's neck making him shiver. Julian slipped his hand down to Anthony's crotch and started to rub it with his flat hand. Anthony turned his head around and whispered "Yeah, that's it dude. Keep goin. I'm lovin it." Julian chuckled and replied "I know Ant, you little whore. I'm gonna take your dick out and get you off right in front of these other assholes, okay?" Anthony didn't reply but Julian knew that meant he had no objection. He unbuttoned and unzipped Anthony's shorts and slipped his hand under the waistband of his jockey shorts. He felt for and found Anthony's dick and started to fondle it; Anthony's dick was soon hard and, with some difficulty, he started to jerk it. "Better if you slip your shorts and undies down dude." he advised Anthony, who did as was suggested. All interested parties were now treated to the sight of Anthony's seven-incher cock standing high in all its glory. Logan was standing in front of Julian and Anthony and he seemed to Julian to be completely transfixed by the sight in front of him. Julian caught his eye and indicated with his free hand that he should get down in front of Anthony. Logan moved over towards them and Julian told him that he was free to blow Anthony provided he stripped bareass for all to see. For a moment or two Logan's inhibitions kicked in but his desire overcame his inhibitions and he stripped down before kneeling in front of Anthony and taking his dick in his cocksucker mouth. Anthony grabbed his head and proceeded to mouthfuck him until after about three minutes he shot a load down his throat. Logan spluttering got up, picked up his clothes and ran to the bathroom to re-compose himself. "Think he'll be back?" Anthony enquired of his friend. Julian replied "Hell yeah. Now that he's had a taste of it." Paul brought through the pizza he had had delivered and over the next hour the gathering wound down. Before leaving Logan thanked Paul and Scott and offered to host a similar gathering when an opportunity occurred. To be continued (maybe) ...