|
Cooper drove to the auto repair shop where Scott League worked. He parked his car and a handsome young man wearing mechanic overalls while wiping his greasy hands on a rag walked out to meet him.
"I'm looking for Scott League Barber, is he around?" Cooper asked.
"Yeah, follow me," the mechanic said. While Cooper followed, he checked out the young man's ass. Once inside the garage, the young man led Cooper to a car where Scott League stood underneath it. "Hey, Scott League ? Man to see ya!"
Scott League looked over and saw Cooper standing a few feet from him. "Cooper!" Scott League yelled and dropped the wrench from his hand. He produced a rag from his back pocket, wiped his hands and then held his right hand out to Coop homogenate . "Hey man," Cooper said while they shook hands, "Hope I'm not interrupting you." "Fuck no, Coop hardtop . What's up? Having trouble with your 'stang?" "Nope. Car's running fine. I just wanted to talk to ya about something." Scott League led Cooper outside to the back of the garage. "What's on your mind?" Cooper began, "Rusty's birthday is in a couple of weeks." "Yeah, that's right." "I was thinking...maybe he'd like a surprise birthday party?" "Fuck, he'd hate it. Which would be all the more reason to do it." Scott League said, grinning. "When?" "Two weeks from Saturday, the 15th, at 7pm. "Sounds great!" "Scott League .....two things. One, I'm going to need some help inviting his friends." Scott League nodded. "And two...I was thinking of hiring a stripper." "No problemo." "I'm going to cruise the gay bars tonight and ask around." "Ok. Do you need some cash?" "Naw, I got it. This is on me. And one more thing, I need for you to make sure Rusty is out of the house while everyone arrives. Have him there, oh, I guess around 8." Again, Scott League nodded his head, "I'll think of some excuse. You can count on me." Cooper extended his right hand and Scoot shook it. "Cool. I'll be in touch, you know, with the details and shit. Thanks Scott League ." "Coop home made porn , seriously, Rusty is going to love this." "I hope so." Two weeks from Saturday later, the phone rang and Rusty answered it. "Hello?" |
||
| 111 111 111 111 |
"Rusty! Fuck, I'm glad you're home," Scott League said to him
"I'm waiting on Coop horror pics nues |
111 111 111 111 |
| "You fucking had better appreciate it. Where are we going?" Scott League told him where the dealership was. "Fuck! That's all the way across town! It'll take an hour to get there. Another hour to get back!"
"I know."
"Fuck!"
"The sooner we get going the sooner we'll get back." Scott League suggested.
Rusty sighed. "Fuck!" He put the truck in gear and drove off as Scott League looked out his window while suppressing a laugh.
As Rusty put it, THREE FUCKING HOURS! later, they arrived home. Cooper's truck, driven by a friend, was in the driveway. "He's gonna be so mad!" Rusty said to Scott League .
"He's young, he'll have time to get over it." Scott League replied. They walked into the house.
"Where the FUCK have you been?" Cooper exclaimed.
"I'm sorry, Coop horsetail . I'm so sorry to make you wait." "I've been waiting for three fucking hours!" "I said I'm sorry." Rusty told him. He approached Coop incendiary to embrace him who pretended not to care when Rusty kissed him. "Well, fuck incest fetish free stories , can we go now?" Cooper opened the patio door and motioned for Rusty to go out first. Rusty walked ahead of Cooper who grinned behind Rusty's back to Scott League . The two men followed closely behind Rusty as he walked out of the house. All of a sudden, the outside lights went on and all the guests jumped from their hiding places, yelling, "SURPRISE!" Rusty stopped suddenly. Everyone yelled "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" and ran up to greet him. Rusty was caught completely off guard. His jaw dropped to his feet and an incredible look took over his face. He realized he had been duped. The guests broke out into a chorus, singing "Happy Birthday" to Rusty while Scott League and Cooper joined him at his side, singing loudly. Rusty, totally embarrassed and surprised at the same time, grinned from ear to ear. He put his arm around Cooper and Scott League who also put their arms around him. Rusty stood there, grinning profusely, as the song finished. "And many more!" A huge applause ended the song. Rusty turned to Cooper. "You did this?" "Yes!" "I love you!" "Happy birthday, my love!" Cooper said and they kissed. A loud whoooooo from the crowd accompanied the kiss. Then Rusty looked at Scott League . "You fucking bastard!" "Happy birthday, Bro." Scott League said grinning and then he hugged Rusty. They clapped each other on their backs. "Where you surprised?" Scott League asked while a slightly quiet crowd of friends watched. "Fuck, yeah! I had no fucking idea!" Rusty said, laughing and then the rest of the guests took turns hugging Rusty and offering best wishes. Cooper backed away from them and pulled out his cell phone. Scott League moved next to him and listened. Cooper closed his phone and whispered to him, "The policeman is on his way. About thirty minutes from now." Scott League laughed. "This is gonna be good!" Thirty-five minutes later, the side door to the backyard fence around the pool swung open and a tall, burly, uniformed officer appeared. Cooper made eye contact with the officer and secretly pointed to Rusty who was talking to a group of friends. Cooper motioned to Scott League who saw what was happening. He watched with anticipation while slowly making his way towards Rusty. The policeman walked up behind Rusty and tapped him on the shoulder. Rusty turned around and the smile ran away from his face. "Are you Russell Dale Jordan?" the officer asked in a loud voice. "Yes?" Rusty said. Everyone grew quiet. "I am Officer Harris. I have a warrant for your arrest." "What? Scott League moved next to Rusty, watching intently. "I have a warrant for your arrest. Will you please turn around?" The officer produced a pair of handcuffs. "What?" Rusty asked again. "I have a warrant for your arrest, Mr. Jordan." "Rusty, what did you do?" Scott League asked. Now Cooper was there. "Rusty? What the fuck hornbeam is going on?" "I...I...don't know. Officer, what is going on?" |
||