Outskits
This story is written by an author under the pen name Mad Hatter Vivi. You got to have my permission to post this anywhere else. This story is not based on any events, making any similarities coincidental. Please be legal age to read my story in your area, I don't want you to get into trouble.
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A little about me before we start the story. My pen name is inspired by Vivi of Final Fantasy 9. So, while Vivi kind of sounds feminine I assure you I am male. My grammar and spelling is not top of the line, so here's hoping it isn't terrible.
This story will start off with little one offs about characters. I do not know if it will move passed this stage of the story. I hope you enjoy that Outskirts has to offer and let me know how you feel about it!
You can email me at mhvivi@hotmail.com or follow me on twitter @HatterVivi
This story is a raw product, I have written and edited it myself. So I apologize for all the grammar and punctuation mistakes.
AND HERE WE GO!!
Outskirts – Act 1 – Scene 1
"I drank champagne with kings and queens!" I sang at the top of my lungs.
He Stood up on the couch and continued, "The politicians praised my name!" We laughed as the musical continued.
My name is Emile Cooper, and I'm watching The Greatest Showmen with my boyfriend Trev. His full name is Trever but almost no one calls him that. We're both 15 years old and I may be in love with musicals.
After making him listen to the sound track for hours and hours he gave in and watched the movie with me. Sadly, his favorite song was basically the finale of the movie, so he had to sit through the entire plot. On the plus side, he had to watch the entire movie.
I'm not the most fit guy in the world. There's a little bit of extra weight on me but you wouldn't be able to tell when I'm clothed. My red hair swirls down around my green eyes. And no, it's not that ginger orange people call red. My hair is naturally a crimson red and I love it.
Trever is a little taller then me and is a skinny little bean. He's tells me I'm the best to snuggle, even if he is a little boney at times. His dark hair has been died blonde, though his roots has since grown in a bit. I think it looks hella cute. His blue eyes are covered by horned-rimmed glasses, which only makes him cuter!
We met when we started high school, just over two year ago. We started out as friends and quickly grew into more than that. Hell, we even came out to our parents at the same dinner. Together we cooked a dinner for them and then told them about us. They were both very supportive, which was great!
Ever since then we have had pretty chill times with our parents. But we haven't been able to have any sleep overs. Oh well, all's well that ends well.
"I can't believe you made me watch that movie." Trever rolled his eyes. "It was such a yawn fest!"
It was my turn to roll my eyes. "You were singing along with almost every song. So quit your bitching!"
The front door opened, my dad coming inside. "You watched our movie without me?" He faked his offence. "How dare you!?"
"Evening dad, how was work?" I gave him my sweet smile. "Did you drive somewhere cool today?" My dad works as a driver for a real rich family. We live on their property in a house of our own but have access to all their facilities. Like their swimming pool! We can't skinny dip though...
Dad shook his keys. "No, just the typical places. How were your night boys? Get to anything frisky?" I'd like to note, we are fully clothed with a distinct lack of sex hair.
He both shook our heads innocently. "We'd never." Trever grinned ear to ear. Dad may have come in on us having a bit of fun once or twice. Nothing big, just usually Trever returning the favour.
"You ready to go home Trever?"
"Yep!" Trever gave me a peck on the lips before jumping over the back of the couch to his backpack. "See you at school tomorrow Emile!" He blew me a kiss and he was on his way out the door.
Let me tell you about my life! I spent a lot of time with my mother growing up. Dad would always be out driving around, and mom would homeschool me. I learned so much from her and she loved using musicals in my lessons. Which is why I love musicals so much.
When I was 11 my mother fell ill... Dad has never stated what kind of cancer she had, but I watched the entire thing. Her hair fell out, I would be in the hospital for the hours she would spend getting chemotherapy. It was not an easy time for me.
After she passed, I entered public school and met Trever. He's the only friend I've really made. There are a few other school friends but none that I've hung out with outside of school. Trever just treated me like a human and didn't avoid me. I was a sad mess back then to be fair.
Ever since then it's been me and dad. He's done his best to pick up the pieces left behind. He's done so much, and I couldn't ask for more from him. My dad is the greatest!
I woke up in the morning still on the couch, don't even remember dad getting home. There was a blanket over me and a note on the table in front of me. `Had to go to work early, breakfast is on the counter. XO' There was a plate of a full English Breakfast waiting for me and it was delicious.
The trip to school was short, it's only a ten-minute walk away. `but Emile, you live on a rich family's property!?' Yeah, I do but they didn't want to live outside of town... for the most part. They live on like the edge of town that happens to be close to a public school.
My walk up to the school was the usual. The sporty guys made their looks and whispers to their friends. The girls ignored my existence and the only one who really spoke to me was Trev.
"How was the walk?" I shrug. "Same as always?"
"Yeah, can't be helped though. So, there's no use in complaining about it." School went by as per usual. The classes I do have with Trev go by in a flash and the ones without him drag on forever.
It wasn't until after the school day was done when we finally got to spend some good time together. "My place today?"
"Yep!" We typically hang out at my place, but on days that both his parents work late, we go to his place. It's a nice change of pace sometimes and it means snuggled in our undies.
"Good, I need to have a shower when I get home. Want to join?" He gave me a little wink. "I'd love the company."
"If I must." I faked my reluctance and we went on our way to his house. "How was your day? Got any homework?"
Trev let out a big sigh. "I barely got any work down thinking about my beautiful boyfriend." My smile came up on my face instantly, it was impossible to hide my grin. "There's that cute smile! How was your day?"
"Same as usual, spent most of the day by myself." I put my hands in my pocket and looked at the ground. "Public school sucks."
Trev put himself in front of me and lifted my head with just two of his fingers. "Without public school you never would have met me. So worth?"
I shrug. "I guess..." Trev got a sad expression on his face. "Not that meeting you hasn't been amazing, it has. I just would have liked to have more than one friend."
Trev's expression changed to one of empathy. "I get you; we need to get you some more friends."
"It's not that easy Trev, thank you though. Let's get to your place."
The rest of the walk to Trev's place was uneventful. The shower was nothing more then a shower. We did decide to only put on our underwear while doing homework. Settling down in the living room we got to work.
It didn't take long before we were done our bit of work we had. I was done significantly before Trev was. When I put everything away in my backpack, I turned to see Trev with this pleading look on his face.
Giving a sly smile, I got up and started walking to my clothes. "Well I'm done, I'm going to go home now."
Trev glared at me. "Enough of this fake out and get over here and help a sucker out."
"So, you admit you're a sucker?" I give him a little wink before walking back over to him. "What are you having trouble with?"
Even with being home schooled growing up I took in information better then him. Math, science and English were all subjects I excelled at. Trev had trouble with all of them, which he was forever thankful for my skills in them.
After explaining his math homework in several different ways, it finally seemed to click for him. I let out a sigh as he finished up the last of his homework with little trouble.
"You should be a teacher someday Emile!" I laughed. "What's so funny?"
"I would sooner be a washed-up actor on an off-Broadway production then a teacher." The one thing I had done in a public setting was plays. I have been in several since I was little, all local productions but I loved every second of it.
Trev couldn't help but grin at me. "I don't think you'll be washed up. You'd have to make it in the first place to get washed up." He stuck out his tongue giggling to himself.
"You're mean." I shoved him off the couch.
"SHAAADE!!" Trev laughed as he sat on the floor. I crossed my legs and arms before turning my head away from him. "Are you seriously mad at me?"
"Don't talk down to my dreams like that."
Trev came up and crawling over me. "I'm sorry." He put himself in front of my face. "Can I make it up to you?" Turning my attention to him his eyes were going back and forth between my underwear and my face.
I blushed before repositioning myself. "Go for it."
In lust Trev pulled my now semi hard cock out of the slit in my underwear. With-in seconds he had my cock fully erect and down his throat. Licking my cut head as he pulled back.
God did he ever know how to suck a cock. I couldn't help but let out little moans as he bobbed up and down pleasuring me. I opened my eyes to see his left hand playing with himself as his right was attending to me.
It wasn't long before I could feel that feeling coming up. I tried holding it back but was getting pushed to my limit. "Trevor... If you continue..." I moaned out. The smile on his face said he wasn't going to stop. "Cum!"
My load shot into his mouth. He pushed himself down onto my cock taking as much in as he could. He milked every once he could out of me. I laid back exhausted on the couch as Trev continued to play with himself.
"You taste amazing!"
SLAM. "Car door!" I said quickly. Our eyes went wide as we bolted back to the bathroom where our clothes laid on the floor. We were half clothed when the front door closed.
"Hello boys!" His mother called out.
"Hey mom!" Trev called back pulling his pants up. "We'll be downstairs in a second." We giggled as we finished putting on the rest of our clothes and went downstairs to awkwardly talk to his parents.
Weeks later dad sat me down for a talk. "I understand you have finally gotten comfortable at school now that you have Trever to hang out with."
"But..." I could only stare at him; he was going to make me change schools... I could tell.
"We've been offered for you to attend the same school as Jax Savier." That was the son of the guy my dad works for. He attends this esteemed private school that has top of the line facilities. I've been to some of their theatre productions and holy they were amazing. I'd love to be a part of that, but Trev... "I'm not going to tell you you're going to this new school; I want you to make that choice."
"And if I say no?"
Dad nodded. "I can't say I won't be disappointed but it's entirely up to you Emile. You would start next year, seeing as you're halfway through second semester.
I was at a lose... If I moved schools what would happen between Trever and me. There wasn't anything else holding me back from transferring. That theatre program though... If I could get in my life would be set up perfectly, someone once told me about a few C-List actors who are from that school. Sure, they aren't the top-notch actors but still. I don't know...
End.
Once again, I would like to reiterate this can quite easily become a series. I don't know how often I will be posting `scenes' but I have a few ideas for the way things go.
Please email me at mhvivi@hotmail.com to tell me what you think and if you'd like to read more!
Thank you so much for reading Outskirts Act 1, Scene 1.