THE OUTING OF SCOTT
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Chapter Eighteen.
Scott awoke early the following morning and for a moment was at a loss to know where he was. Of course, looking around, he recalled immediately the events of yesterday; leaving the house for the lakeside cottage, Paul commandeering the driving, moving into the outside bedroom, enjoying his dad's barbecue, and turning in early dog-tired like the rest of the family.
Jesus......Paul!!! He now remembered what had taken place between him and Paul. How Paul had climbed into his bed and, with a combination of subtlety, suggestion, and obviously a clear understanding of what made him tick, coerced him into sucking him off.
Scott had always known his younger brother was considered by their peers to be good-looking, attractive in various ways, and despite his age, seemingly capable of exuding an aura of sexuality. Scott himself was not immune to it. In popular parlance he was "hot". Paul naturally was well aware of it. Scott had also perceived that Paul was naturally dominant, a bit of a bully, and not above using devious methods to achieve his ends. The fact that they were brothers, however, meant that there was this invisible wall between them and they had maintained an uneasy truce. Paul nevertheless was not shy to demonstrate that he considered himself to be superior to his older brother.
The realization now came to Scott that since last night their relationship had been turned on its head, the invisible wall had been shattered, and that in succumbing to Paul's sexual demands he had ipso facto recognized his own inferior role. He feared there would be no turning back.
He heard Paul stir and remained quiet. Paul got up and went through to the bathroom; Scott heard him piss into the bowl and, without flushing the toilet, come back into the bedroom. He was quiet for a moment or two as if summing up the situation, then asked: "You awake dude?" Scott knew it would be pointless to deny it so he made as if to yawn then replied: "Yeah, I am now."
Paul continued: "Good. How about you come over to my bed. Lil Paul needs some attention." Scott did not immediately reply so Paul asked "Well? You didn't seem too reluctant last night. And you gotta get to know Lil Paul a lot better after all."
Scott lifted the bedding, slid his legs out sideways and sat on the edge of his bed. Paul, satisfied, moved towards his own bed and said "OK. Let's go dude. Lock the door on your way." Paul lay on his back on the bed, hands behind his head, legs stretched wide. "I'm sure you don't need me to tell you what to do Scott. Surprise me!"
Scott, his own cock already starting to tent in his boxers, climbed on the bottom of Paul's bed and moved between his legs so that his face was in close proximity to Paul's crotch. He could see the outline of his younger brother's dick as it stretched the fabric of the boxers enclosing it, as if struggling to be released. He placed his hand over the bulge giving it a firm squeeze and Paul's dick responded immediately; he could feel it harden and lengthen under his touch. He looked up to see Paul's eyes close as he mumbled: "Yeah! that's it dude. Keep goin." Scott grabbed the waistband of Paul's boxers and then removed them as Paul lifted his ass to allow him to do so. Paul's by now throbbing cock lay against his stomach and Scott moved up and ran his tongue along it from the base to the head. He loved the warm silky feel of it against his tongue. Scott slid his hand under it and lifted it up and, taking the head into his mouth, licked off Paul's sweet sticky precum. It was Scott's first opportunity to see up close his brother's cock and he thought it was beautiful. It was of a good size and girth for a guy of his age, smooth and nicely proportioned. Paul saw the glazed look on his face and asked "You like it huh?" Scott nodded yeah. "It's all yours.
From now on you gonna see plenty of it."
Still holding Paul's dick, Scott moved down a little and started to lick Paul's ball sack which was smooth and tight. He found the musky taste of it intoxicating and proceeded to suck and simultaneously lick Paul's balls, first one then the other, then both. Quite a mouthful! thought Scott appreciatively. Suddenly Paul said "I'm close!", simultaneously grabbing a handful of Scott's hair and dragging him up to his cock and forcing it into Scott's mouth. With a grunt, he shot a copious load of thick cum over Scott's tongue and when he was spent said to Scott "Swallow it bitch!".
After Paul had orgasmed, Scott lay between his legs sucking and licking his dick gently as it slowly shrunk in size. Without saying a word, Paul squeezed two or three spurts of piss into the older boy's mouth. He was pushing frontiers and testing limits and he was not too surprised when Scott ingested his piss without demur. Scott had succumbed as Paul had suspected he might.
Over the course of the rest of the weekend Scott found his own way into Paul's bed every morning and night. Paul was elated at the turn of events.
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The last week of the Summer break arrived and Scott reflected on what had taken place over the last couple of weeks. He had been dreading returning to school with Anthony's threats looming over him but that had now been forestalled thanks to Paul but it had come at a cost. Let's face it he thought, he had now become Paul's bitch. There was no denying it. When they were together sexually he revelled in the submissive role he had been forced into, but living out that role on a 24/7 basis in other areas, something that he knew Paul would enforce in return for the sexual favors Scott now craved, was something else entirely. Living a life based on complete submission to Paul would not be easy.
He decided to spend as much as possible of the remaining time of the Summer break down at the beach. He certainly needed to top up his tan. If not, there would be the usual disparaging remarks made by the cretins at school. Particularly by one or two girls whose interest in him he had spurned. Jesus, one of them was as fat as a pig too. Ewwww! Paul was right; hell hath no fury, etc, etc.
He lay on the beach for an hour and a bit, then packed up his stuff and walked over to the Arcade, as he knew he would. Christ, he had sucked out a load from Paul that morning; was he really looking for more dick already? The place was virtually deserted and he said "Morning" to no one in particular as he entered. He fetched a soda and sat down, glad to be out of the hot sun. A minute or two later he cheered up when Pablo suddenly emerged from the rest room. A huge smile spread across Pablo's face and he joined Scott saying "My man! My man!" offering him a high five. Jesus, thought Scott not for the first time, what is it about this little dude that is so infectious. He loved having the little bastard around him.
Scott had resolved to buy a little something for Pablo each month out of his allowance in order to upgrade his "wardrobe". Pablo was now sporting with obvious pleasure a tracksuit that he had selected; Scott had been quite surprised at what he had chosen, something that Scott might have bought for himself. It was basically blue, not navy blue, and the top had two wide horizontal stripes across the front, one white and the other light grey. "You like?" asked Pablo. "Fuck yeah!"
replied Scott. "You are lookin really hot man!" Pablo beamed. Scott continued: "I feel like packaging you up and sellin you on eBay." Pablo laughed his ass off. "You need a couple of good shirts babe. That's what we'll get you next month, OK?" Pablo nodded eagerly and his eyes sparkled.
Pablo changed the subject. "My buddy James told me he chatted with you last week. Helluva cool guy, huh?"
"Yeah. I liked him. Hot as fuck. Nice friend for you."
Pablo smiled. "Yeah. We got similar interests. Like sex n stuff." He winked at Scott. "I'm meetin him here at two. You wanna hook up with us?"
Scott was tempted. Pablo continued "He's lookin for a blowjob." as if that would swing the deal.
"Can't do nuthin here Pablo. Where could we go?"
"We could go sit in the movie house. That old dude, the usher, is as dozy as all hell. He wouldn't notice if someone in the front row was screwin a camel. And it's very quiet in the afternoon."
"OK. See you there about two." replied Scott.
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Scott strolled home and arrived just in time for lunch. The old lady had left freshly baked bread and some cold cuts out for him and Paul; she had already departed as she had some or other meeting to attend that afternoon. Neither brother had much to say. Paul looked over at Scott's beach towel and asked "You go to the beach?" Scott replied "Yeah. I'll probly go back after lunch." Paul opined that it was too hot for him; he might wander up to the school and see if anything was going on there. Scott nodded and thought how crazy it was that earlier that day he had sucked off his younger brother.
Scott left the house in good time so that he would be at the movie house before two. He arrived there before the other guys and waited in front. Shortly thereafter he saw them strolling down from the direction of the Arcade. He greeted them and James said "Nice to see you so soon dude." Scott bought the tickets and they entered, Pablo leading the way. Once inside they waited until their eyes had adjusted to the dark and then Pablo said: "Looks OK over there." indicating a quiet dark area at the back. They moved over towards the wall and Pablo selected seats saying to James "Let Scott sit in the middle dude." They sat down and James immediately leaned back in his seat, slid his ass forward and opened his legs wide. "Go for it." he instructed Scott, who leaned over, unzipped his jeans and delved into them with his hand. He extracted James' dick which was getting hard fast, and went down on it. He could taste the remains of cum and piss and figured that James had probably orgasmed earlier that morning. James leaned his forearms on Scott's back as he worked his dick. It wasn't long before he whispered urgently to Scott "I'm close, so keep it in your mouth" and proceeded to shoot a good load over Scott's tongue. He pushed Scott away and zipped up. To Pablo, he said "He's all yours dude. I'm done." Scott figured that it certainly wasn't James' first blowjob.
Scott proceeded to suck Pablo off as well and when they exited the cinema he felt pleasantly satisfied. Once outside, Pablo and James immediately turned and started to walk towards the Arcade. After walking about ten yards, Pablo called to Scott over his shoulder "Keep in touch OK?" Scott replied "For sure Pablo." James said something to Pablo and both boys laughed. Scott was becoming accustomed to be being treated with disdain.
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After lunch when Scott had left for the beach, Paul cogitated on whether he should go up to the school. With his fucking luck, there would probably be no one there. In the end, he decided to go; there was nothing happening at the house. He was supposed to mow the front lawn but he sure as hell wasn't up for that. Jesus, why the fuck hadn't he thought of it before! He was certain that he would be able to prevail upon Scott to do his chores in future; isn't that what bitch boys were there for? He cheered up immensely; he hated doing fucking chores.
He climbed in the car and drove up to the school. There were a few people around so he locked the car and went over to the field. There was a pick-up game of baseball on the go. Bored, he ascended the small stand and sat down to watch. Looking around he saw Anthony sitting not far from him. He ignored him.
After about ten minutes he saw Anthony out of the corner of his eye get up and make a move towards him. Now what? he thought. Anthony said: "You mind if I sit down for a couple of minutes?" "Be my guest." replied Paul. Anthony continued: "Paul, I just wanna apologise for my behavior regarding Scott. We are both in the same grade and it's gonna be very awkward if we don't clear the air. I should never have extorted dough from your bro; I just got carried away."
"So?"
"The thing is that Scott gets off on that kinda shit. Me and another dude who lives at my apartment complex have been using him really hard. All kinds of stuff. But I guess you know about him huh? All fags love being used and while we got our jollies, we figured that he was enjoying it too. A good time was being had by all."
Paul replied: "OK, OK. I get the picture. And I accept your apology. I probly woulda done the same thing." They both laughed.
"Phew! I'm glad I got that off my chest." said Anthony. "So, no hard feelings then?"
"No. It's cool."
Anthony left and Paul followed soon after.
Paul drove down the hill and saw Anthony ahead thumbing a ride. He stopped next to him and told him to get in. Anthony laughed and said "Is it safe?"
"Get in asshole. You going home?" Anthony nodded yeah.
Paul dropped Anthony off at his apartment complex. Anthony said "Thanks Paul. Would you care to have a beer sometime?" Paul accepted the offer and Anthony said he would call.
As he drove home, Paul thought that he would be able to find out quite a lot about his older bro from Anthony. It had been an afternoon well spent.
To be continued...........