The Jerk He Ever Scorned

"I can't bear to feel like this anymore, Greg. Ugh! I don't understand why you always make me tease this way!" Caruss yelled in his bedroom as he stared at the magazine he was holding.

He was enjoying the various publications of his ogling ultimate crush, Gregory Wayle, who's one of the hottest hunk models in Greentown State.

"You truly are attractive, huh? I'll never get tired of staring at you," Caruss made a sweet twisted mouth resulted in his romantic excitement.

However, there is a deficit boost in Gregory Wayle's promotions but his charisma was intense to envelop an inexplicable desire all over his fans. Additionally, paparazzi who know about him will surely fantasize, and Caruss is one of them.

"Damn! You are so hot! Ugh, you make me crazier, Greg. Why you're so handsome, huh?" Caruss faced up as if he was going crazy around.

Being discreet, Caruss keeps his identity closed to anyone else because he might have been killed by his father, Lord Pearson.

The only thing that can please him is to spare a little amount of time in his room and dream up about his hunk idol even if the whole story was a fantasy.

Before, he surmised that all he felt was just sexual attraction but not until Gregory Wayle came into his life, and things changed so fast.

Back then, he had no discretions to show up his real identity to his family and even dissuade from 'touching' boys. But when he first saw Gregory's titillating hunk magazine, curiosity pulled him to bring out his true shade.

"I don't know why I'm always like this to you? Shit! I can't get over with it," he said, covering himself under the blanket then brushing his lips into the magazine as he felt pleased.

With the amount of undercover collection, Caruss had to be careful lest he'll be caught by his father. However, just a couple of hours later, his rejoices were suddenly halted by misery.

It was when the atmosphere still ventilated enough, to feel delighted by an old fashion rock crystal that is suspended from a ceiling with an admiration of the fancy, and so eccentric canvas displayed on a stone brick structure, the sun has set and everyone was gathered to dine.

The nooks were trembling as to once the heart of Lord Pearson was extremely in the grief of fire. He soon shrieked and called his only eldest son, Caruss, to come down.

"Caruss! Get down here right now!" His very arrogant loud voice ended Caruss' fantasy upstairs.

Caruss's eyes seemed to darken after he heard his father yelling downstairs. As he went down and faced his father, all became a flame when the clamoring tape of him was now fully uncovered.

"You worthless faggot! How dare you bring disgrace to this family?" Lord Pearson barely slapped an extending hand at Caruss's face.

While Lady Rosell, Lord Pearson's second wife, directly approached Caruss and gave a romantic touch of embrace at what had happened. She bent over and nuzzled her head while gently clutched a little tighter for about a minute.

"Enough!" She pleaded and managed to restrain her husband's hand in striking Caruss again.

"You are a son of a gun-smut animal! You ruined our family's reputation! Where are your manners, huh? You're disgusting, gross, and dumping crud! Take the hell yourself out of here, now!" Lord Pearson's raging head and gleamed reaction imply what Caruss did was unacceptable.

However, Fredo, Caruss's older stepbrother, smiled in the corner as he was being glad to witness the engrossing scene. Instead, he must soothe the humiliation down, he just enjoyed watching them.

The youngest, Flynn, who's the only child of Lady Rosell and Lord Pearson, was terrified of the incident too. This restricts attachment to the toy whenever the lord is heard screaming.

"Papa, papa, stop!" The child tried to halt the fuming father but the older brother yanked him to keep going with Caruss's embarrassment.

"Leave him alone. Papa should just admonish him for his heinous act!" Fredo's statement proved how largely he cares about his stepbrother, Caruss.

"Big brother! Caruss!" Flynn even exclaimed that he felt sorry for his big brother while Fredo opposed speaking at him right away.

"Hey, dude. Listen to me. Don't ever be like him okay, who has done nothing just to degrade our name. He should vanish since he will never have a place in this family anymore. Do you get me?" Fredo persuaded Flynn to loathe their stepbrother since he couldn't win his heart and only wanted to be with Caruss in the first place.

"Pa, I don't know the scene will be going to dissipate. All I knew, I was drunk as they trifle with me," Caruss explained while his tears chopped down at Lord Pearson's raven leather shoes.

"Don't make any lies, my dear fag. You didn't restrain yourself even evade them. Besides, you're not intoxicated since you'd relished with it, right? You even mentioned a hunk model's name. You are embarrassing," Fredo stared with a deep furrow of disapproval and crossed his arms on his chest.

The voluptuous possession that Caruss had committed in the tape proved how much he wanted to delicate Gregory's luscious body.

The huge opprobrium instantly heated up in the character of the Pearson's family, known for their bloodshed throughout Greentown State, and Caruss was the first to commit the chagrin.

"And even if that doesn't disperse, you still gave rise to. And do you even think I'll still believe you with the amount of stupidity you've done, huh? You haven't changed, idiot! Gay critter! What a shame!" Lord Pearson threw an effective impact on Caruss's face while the youngest Flynn clasped to appease him.

"Please, Papa. Have mercy on him. Brother Caruss didn't mean that to happen," the child spoke in a clamped voice while the traction was lengthened.

"I said, enough! He didn't expect anything to betide," the plea was Lady Rosell who was also filled with inexplicable feelings.

"Ugh! Don't take on his side, mama. He earns what he concealed," the rolling eyes of Fredo mean contempt why Caruss was still on their side.

"Pa, please. Forgive me. I didn't mean to tarnish your name," Caruss sobbed until he was being drenched and suffocated by submersion in his tears.

"It's done, Caruss. It has been publicized all over Greentown State and we are now despised. Do you know what they reckon of us, huh? That a child of a powerful Lord Pearson is just a greedy jerk bon vivant!" Fredo appeared on the angle to assert unbearable things as he feels hostility toward his stepbrother.

"That's enough to say! Refrain flinging firewood if you know it's on fire!" Lady Rosell forthwith looked at Fredo as she grinned her teeth due to ardent incident.

"Make sure to straighten up your predicament. Don't you ever trudge in this house if all the people haven't shirked yet? You've made me foolish in Greentown State. Dagnabbit!" Lord Pearson drew a leg to boot with a knee bent over Caruss's face to drag off.

The breeze unexpectedly altered while Caruss was depressed by what had happened. He didn't think that the tape would leak all over Greentown State where it made a huge blunder that instantly punctured his father's feelings.

He was troubled that Gregory Wayle might contemplate the scene because of the intractable sweep of the tape.

"You're just a headache, my dear fag. You already know that Papa is horrendous and then you still feast with strippers like that?! Maybe you'd better leave this house, Caruss since you are just a disgusting jerk!" Fredo said, persuading Caruss to leave.

"Don't, Caruss, don't! Don't listen to him. Don't leave us with Mama. Please," Flynn begged as he tightened his arms to his big brother while getting a peek at Lord Pearson.

"I don't need your existence here. From now on, teach yourself to live with your own. Don't ever show up to me until you've spruced up your mess!" Lord Pearson yelled as he aimed to jab Caruss out with hefty arms.

"Get lost, dear fag!" Fredo even mumbled, obviously satisfied with what his father said.

Caruss just bawl over, while Lady Rosell also felt sorry for what had ensued. He then scrambled to his room to get his stuff but the younger brother, Flynn, tried him to stop.

"Big brother, please, don't leave. Papa was just upset," he said as he snuggled Caruss down to the bed.

"I'm sorry little bro. This is what I am supposed to do since we know how horrible Papa is. Don't worry, I'm not going far away from you," Caruss stammered in explaining to Flynn.

"My dear, just understand your father, okay? He hardly can't seem to ratify your true color since it's the family's bloodshed, knowing that this reputation race was tough." Lady Rosell's cold voice encouraged Caruss to feel better.

"Mama, I think it's better to not divulge you about my retrieval in here since Papa's ailment is getting worse. I don't want to add burden anymore," Caruss replied to Lady Rosell while he was busy tucking his things.

"Oh, son. You're not a burden. Don't speculate like that? I can't bear seeing you with this. Even if you're distant away, I can't afford to worry," Lady Rosell's voice was trembling as she tried to explain to Caruss.

"Big brother, when will we meet again?" Flynn asked weeping and he tightly held Caruss's arms.

"Don't be sad, little bro. I'm going to visit you here. Not often but I will come. You should still do what I taught you, okay?" Caruss cheerfully replied, giving Flynn a sweet assurance as he caressed its back too.

"We will going to miss you, my son," said Lady Rosell as she burst into tears in front of them.

Caruss faced his stepmother and gave her a wider arm to embrace. "Ma, I'm so sorry. I didn't heed they taped the scene. They were just messing me around," he reasoned out.

"Shush. Enough. You can't deviate the way your father thinks of you now. I know I can't stop you from leaving. I'll just find someone who can help you to move temporarily. Just be careful, okay?" Lady Rosell expressed grief and unhappiness.

Then, they could do nothing but pursue the lord's command. The young Flynn was also weeping, longing for Caruss for having their final minute.

However, the stability and potent connections of the Pearson family have Lady Rosell directly set up Caruss a temporary location to dwell.

Also, she didn't want his husband to know about it but to burke instead. She knew that Lord Pearson would be indignant when found she was aiding Caruss since she couldn't afford to watch the stepson of having no one else to approach.

But Caruss refuses Lady Rosell had offered to him since he also yearns to testify the life without the bloodshed from the wealth of their lineage rather than reside in a luxurious condo.

Even if it was against Lady Rosell's will, Caruss wishes to live in a simple apartment to acquaint him with survival in a lower class.

The clouds rumbled as he soon left the mansion. As Caruss entered the taxi outside, he first saw his older brother Fredo in a distance who's approaching to chastise him again.

"Take care of your new life, bother. I'm sure you can sully Papa's stature again. I mean, not anymore since you do not belong to this family. Thank you for being such an obedient child, Caruss. Just enjoy your life for being a fag, alright? You're damn greedy for men, aren't you?" Fredo was being sarcastic since he doesn't want Caruss to be part of the family anymore.

"What is my fault with you? What can that do to you?" Caruss asked in stupefaction and was confused why his stepbrother, Fredo, even dared to mistreat him.

Fredo laughed. "Nothing, dear. Oh, by the way, please accept my gratitude first before leaving. You might think that I didn't care about my stepbrother," Fredo chuckles as he demands a jelly dildo to whip him up for being a fag, then waved after as it felt jovial to watch his fleeing.

Fredo even dared to signal Caruss to hopefully never return. While, Caruss, could also hear Flynn whined as yelling only his name. He soon left the house with a heavy heart that he had no choice but to stay away from them.