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Scout is standing outside, getting a bit of fresh air in his lungs, all of a sudden, his mom appears from inside the bar to drag him back in. “Come on my little Scout! It’s your party! Why are you just moping about outside when you could be hanging out in here with your pals!” Scout’s Mother says energetically, just like she’s always been. Scout rubs his arms in a gloomy mannerism, his mother sighs. “Scout? What’s wrong?…” She says rolling her eyes slightly, thinking it’s just gonna be some girl problems again. “What friends, mom?” Scout says dejectedly, his mother looks at him with shock. “No one wants to hangout with us, it’s probably because we’re short on money…” Scout says sorrowfully, his mother places a comforting hand on his shoulder.
“Im sure they’ll arrive, maybe the-“ Before she can finish, Scout cuts her off, “No mom, no one’s comin’, I already checked.” He says, showing her the letters his buddies sent about how they couldn’t make it. Scout’s Mother reads it and look’s devastated for her son, “Tell you what, how about I call up Spy? You two get along right?” She says positively, “Ugh, no mom! I don’t want that bastard disturbing the mood of my party!” Scout says frustratedly, “Why do the two of you dislike each other so? Can’t you both just get alo-“ Scout’s Mother is cut off by someone entering the bar.
Scout and his mother shockingly glance at him…it’s Sniper. “Congratulations mate!” Sniper says with a smile, placing an honorary hand on Scout’s shoulder. Scout’s Mom looks overjoyed to see him, she goes in for a hug, “Ah! Welcome welcome! See Scout? I told you they would come!” Scout looks over at Sniper’s face, still wearing the same happy smile he always has. “Yeah, boy do I got egg on my face right now, haha!” Scout exclaims as he and his mother laugh at the whole ordeal.
A bit of time passes by, Scout’s finally having a good time, he’s bonding with his mom some more, he’s chatting with Sniper, everything’s going great…
“Scout? Care to talk in private?” Sniper asks still wearing his happy smile. “Uhhh, yeah sure! Just gimme a sec.” Scout says. Sniper heads off somewhere while Scout finishes up chatting with his mom. After he finishes up he tells his mom he’s gotta go talk with Sniper, so he leaves off to where he went.
Scout enters the room that he assumes Sniper went into, calling out his name. “Hey Sniper? Yo, Sniper!” Scout shouts out in the room, “Took ya long enuff.” Says a voice, Scout turns his head to look at the source, his eyes land on Sniper, leaning against the back wall to the room. “Alright, well? Spill the beans whaddya want?” Scout asks demandingly. “I have a proposal for you.” Sniper says, still wearing that same smile. “Look pal, I don’t swing that way, I’m not gonna-“ Before Scout can finish speaking, Sniper cuts him off. “No, no, not THAT kind of proposal mate, a business one!” Sniper suggests, changing his smile in favor of a toothy grin. “Wha-what do you mean?” Scout asks confusedly, why was one of his coworkers giving him a business proposition?
“I hear you’re short on money…I can fix that, for the right price~!” Sniper says, giving Scout a cheeky little wink. “Ok well what’s the deal then?” Scout asks, fully intrigued by Sniper’s offer despite not yet knowing what it is. Sniper grins deviously, “I’ll give you, 10,000$ in cash…if you give me a sloppy nosh.” Sniper says confidently. Scout looks at him confused, “A sloppy naush? Is that a meatball sub or somethin’?”, “No! No! No! A sloppy nosh! Y’know, a blowjob?!”. Scout looks at him for a second, “Ohhhh, that would make more sense, but yeah still no.” Scout answers coldly, trying to leave the room. “Wait! What??! You don’t want 10,000$?? Do you not believe me? Cause I can get you the money if you wanna see it-“ Sniper gets cut off by Scout, “I told you man! I don’t swing that way! That’s not why I’m the Batter on the field player!” Scout says, trying to leave the room giving two massive middle fingers to Sniper as he walks away.
“Hmmm, you sure? If you pass this up you’ll still be broke~!” Sniper says, stopping Scout dead in his tracks. He just remembered that without this kind of money, his mother will still have to struggle, he hates that thought more than anything else. “I mean you wanna help her out don’t ya?” Sniper says, raising his arms, “So cmon! Just suck me off and you can have ya money!!” He says, putting his tongue out and licking the air. “Fine, I’ll do it.” Scout answers seriously.
Scout begins approaching Sniper, who’s currently pulling his pants down, Scout takes off his hat and lowers himself to face Sniper’s massive erect penis, he can’t believe he’s about to do this unspeakable thing! Nevertheless, he puts it in his mouth, Sniper gently shoving him into it from the back of his head. He creates the most delightful wet sucking noises as he sucks vigorously on Sniper’s cock, this makes Sniper moan very loudly in pleasure, he doesn’t worry about people hearing him since he’s pretty soundproof in this room with Scout.
Sniper begins gripping tightly at Scout’s hair as he feels himself about to cum, he lets out a loud masculine grunt as he succumbs to his sweaty lust and busts his load inside Scout’s mouth, he spits it out onto the floor. “Rude, you’re supposed to swallow when someone gives you dessert.” Sniper says menacingly as he looms over Scout, Scout gets up from the floor and back onto his feet. “Just give me my damn money prick.” Scout says venomously, Sniper wears his happy smile as he gives Scout a suitcase of money, showing what’s inside before Scout snatches it and runs out the room.
Scout wipes his mouth with his arm. “Scouty? Are you okay?” His mom beckons worryingly, “Yeah I’m fine don’t worry mom.” Scout says reassuringly as he gives her a gentle smile to let her know it’s ok. Scout’s Mother smiles, “Well that’s good, now where did Sniper go?…” She says, searching around for him. Scout looks behind him to see Sniper exiting out the back door, back to his car. His suspicions are confirmed when he hears the sounds of a car driving away…asshole.
“Oh Scout! Another friend of yours arrived!”
(MUFFLED TA-DA NOISES)
“PYRO??!”
(MUFFLED YES)
“Oh sick man! Let’s party it up!!”
WOOOOOOOOOOO-