MOVING OUT CHAPTER 12



Bryson and I headed out the door.  I knew the general location of his house but not exactly.  It was a nice 10 minute drive while Bryson talked and filled in the small details of his coming out.  I was proud of him at this moment and knew his love for me by this act.

We pulled up to his nice one story brick home.  It was a little older home but appeared well maintained.  Bryson opened his front door and found his Mom and Dad along with his younger brother, Brock, waiting in the living room just inside.  I put on my best face for it had the feeling of importance.  I politely greeted his parents and his brother.  The resemblance between Bryson and his dad were obvious unlike my family.  The face futures of Bryson’s dad were identical to Bryson’s with nice high cheek bones. 

I sat down with Bryson right beside me.  Bryson was a tad bit nervous and didn’t know what to expect from his parents, Brad and Rachel.  They gave me a good once over with their eyes.  We sat in their living room that was decorated with family photos and mementos.  I listened mostly as each one of them had their say in the matter.  They weren’t harsh at all and showed a lot of love to Bryson with their words. They still expressed a few concerns with Bryson about his being gay but were forth right and honest about them.  Brock was still in shock and didn’t know what to think of his older brother’s coming out and having me there as well. 

Bryson and I were relieved the small meeting was finished.  I don’t know exactly what it accomplished but sensed they wanted to see who Bryson had fallen for.

“Bryson, you think Brock would want to join us back at the house at the pool?” I asked. “I’m sure Philip will be there be now.”

“You want to, Brock?” Bryson asked his younger brother.  Brock was the real jock of the family with high expectations from his father on Brock’s senior year in football as a defensive back.  He had brown short hair similar to Bryson’s.

“I guess so,” Brock said quietly yet unsure.

“Go on Brock.  They won’t hurt you. Besides, you were just mentioning wanting to go to the neighborhood pool,” Bryson’s dad suggested.

I sat with Bryson’s parents and fielded their questions on my new house and my profession while Brock and Bryson put on board shorts.  Thankfully they didn’t take very long to get ready.

“It was nice to meet you,” his mom said.

I shook their hands politely and waited for Bryson to give the signal to leave.

The three of us headed back to my house in Bryson’s car.  “Bryson, do you really like dick now?” Brock bluntly asked.

Bryson laughed, “I suppose that’s one way of putting it, Brock.”

“Bro, that’s plain nasty as hell,” Brock said.

I turned to Brock, “I actually think pussy’s nastier.  Cock doesn’t smell or bleed.”

Brock laughed, “I see your point but pussy’s nicer to have sex with. It’s so warm and wet.”

“How the fuck would you know?” Bryson laughed.

“Get real bro.  I got my ass laid Friday night right there at the house before you came home,” Brock laughed.

“Philip and you will get along just great,” I smiled.

“Who’s Philip?” Brock asked.

“He’s my step-brother,” I replied.

“So he’s normal then?” Brock laughed while I nodded yes. “I still can’t believe this.”

“Get used to it, Brock. I’m gay,” Bryson stated.

“Yeah, Mom and Dad handled it better than I expected they would.  I think Mom is in shock,” Brock said.  “Bryson, I really expected your boyfriend to be a total freak or limp wrist queer, but you did alright there, bro.”

“Thanks, I think Mom and Dad were expecting the same,” Bryson said.

“I know they were,” Brock laughed. “Mom was peeking out the window and commented how normal and cute Xavier was.”

“See I do have good taste,” Bryson laughed. “I knew better than bring home something they wouldn’t approve of.”

We pulled in the drive and Philip and Nate’s cars were there as well.  We headed inside to find them preparing to head out to the pool.  Bryson introduced his brother to everyone including Dad, who was watching some nature show on satellite.  I changed out of my shorts into something conservative for Brock’s sake.  I walked out to find Brock, Philip and Nate already in the water.  Bryson dove in with me right behind him.

“So Brock what’d you think when Bryson came out?” Philip asked.

“At first, I thought it was a joke.  I’m still not sure about this just yet,” Brock said in the water.

“Hey, it’s cool having a gay brother actually.  You don’t have to worry about him hitting on your girl,” Philip laughed.

“You’ve got a point there,” Brock laughed.

We swam around together and let Brock get adjusted to being around us.  I put my arm around Bryson only to see Brock looking straight at us. 

“Dude, it’s fucking weird as hell but you’ll get used to it.  Wait to you hear them fucking like dogs,” Philip laughed and slapped Brock’s back.

“Fucking sick, man.  I don’t even want to think about that, especially my own brother taking it up the ass!” Brock replied.

“Damn, I feel so left out now.  I suppose my sister has taken up the ass now that I think about it,” Nate laughed to join in.

“Yeah, your sister nothing but a slut,” Philip said.

“Is she cute?” Brock asked.

“Why are you asking?  You said you got laid Friday night,” Bryson said.

“Still bro, having a slut on the side never leaves me with blue balls after my girl won’t put out,” Brock said.

“I like his thinking,” Philip said.

“Brock, even I wouldn’t fuck her.  I know for certain she’s been with black guys and Hispanics.  She’s not the least bit prejudice when it comes to getting her slutty ass laid.  Hell she was fucking knocked up in the tenth grade but that didn’t even slow her down,” Nate laughed.

“Wow, I didn’t know you were an uncle,” Philip said.

“I’m not.  She miscarried thankfully since she had no idea who was the daddy,” Nate replied.

It was nice to see Philip and Nate really hitting it off with Brock.  They treated him like they would anyone else and made him feel welcome.  It didn’t take long for Brock to be right there with them when they headed inside.

“I still don’t know if he accepts me yet,” Bryson said.

“Give him time.  He will see how the others do and not think much of it after a while,” I said. “He is a real cutie, too.”

“Yeah, he’s one of the reasons I’m fit.  He stays ripped for football,” Bryson noted.

“He is ripped.  I’ll hand it to him like you, Bryson.  His chest isn’t as big as yours though,” I stroked Bryson’s bulging muscular pecs.

“Yeah, but his abs are to die for,” Bryson said.

“Your abs are fucking hot.  I don’t see what you’re talking about,” I said.

“I try.  Yours are cut too so what are we both talking about?” Bryson laughed.

We toweled off. We went inside to find Brock, Philip and Nate munching on chips and whatever else was available to eat.  The five of us sat around and were joined by Dad.  We just chatted with Bryson’s returning to his normal self and telling funny stories on Brock’s behalf. 

About 10, Bryson and Brock headed home.  I followed Bryson out to his car.  We kissed there in the drive with his brother patiently waiting.  Once back inside, I headed to my room and glad to see this weekend come to a close.  It started off like a disaster and ended the best possible way.

The next day Monday it was back to work as normal.  My office really never looked so good and so peaceful after the weekend.  My boss was there about the time my ass hit my chair with my day’s assignments while he presented our project to his clients. 

After a taxing day of being at the computer all day with my work, I headed off to the house.  When I approached the house, the ‘for sale’ sign was firmly in the front yard. Seeing my neighbor Michael, I gave him a friendly wave.  He crossed the street and asked about the sign.  I gave him the basics while Michael did his best to entice with his steroid-aided body.  Muscular guy bodies are hot as hell but he went way too far and began to look almost freakish with it.

The second I enter the house, I spotted Dad sitting in the dining room with his head in his hands. 

“Reality of this entire mess hitting you,” I spoke up.

Dad lifted his head, “Have a seat, Xavier.”  I sat across from him as requested. “Selling the house is nothing.  I got a call just an hour ago from Taylor’s attorney.  The DA’s office is offering an 8 month jail time with 2 years probation not to mention a big ass fine.”

I got up and sensed Dad need a hug immediately.  “It’ll be okay, Dad.”

“I know it will Xavier but jail changes people.  I know it affect Taylor in the worst way,” Dad’s eyes filled with tears.

“Is the offer going to be accepted?” I asked with my arm holding Dad.

Dad inhaled deeply, “We really don’t have a choice unless we are willing to risk longer jail time with a jury trial.  Taylor’s attorney said cases similar to this have been handing out as much as 10 years jail time.”

“Dad, I know it’s hard to accept but a year passes fast these days.  If he get paroled early, then we’re looking at late winter at the latest.”

“I realize that Xavier.  This is not how I pictured him.  Sure he got in trouble growing up.  Now he’s going to jail,” Dad began to sob.

“Maybe he needs a good few months to sit and think.  It’s his own fault.  You and Mom have done all you can to steer in the right direction.  He choose this life and now he has to pay for it whether we like it or not,” I said.

“I know Xavier but I really don’t want him locked up,” Dad wiped his face.

“It’s a little late now, Dad.  You moving there will be for the best.  Get a two bedroom condo and insist he live with you, no questions asked.  Mom’s done all she can.  With you hardly working, you might be able to control him after he gets out and maybe he’ll have a productive life afterwards,” I said.  “With all this said, how did the meeting go with the accountant today?”

“It went great as far as you are concerned.  I was all excited to tell you before I got the call.  I can gift you the money but I’ll still owe big time taxes from the sale of the business and this house if that occurs,” Dad finally was able to smile.

“That’s great news, Dad.  I’ll see about giving an offer ASAP!” I said.  Deep down, I was excited over it but couldn’t be with Taylor’s news on top of it.  “So when are you leaving again?”

“In the morning to tell Taylor.  I thought about calling but want to do it face-to-face.  Ultimately it is his decision to make but I need to be there in case he has a break down and for Kathy as well.  Whatever you do, don’t you dare call Kathy and tell her,” Dad stated firmly in his fatherly stern voice.

“I won’t,” I said.

I went off to finally change out of my work attire.  While changing, I heard Philip come in the front door with Nate and Bryson.  A small knock came to my door and there stood my cute boyfriend.  I was dressed and pulled him in the door.

“Great news, I can get the house now!” I said.

“Fuckin awesome Xavier,” Bryson replied. “Maybe…”

“I know what you’re thinking too.  I do hope things work where we can live together,” I smiled. He kissed me.  He thought he was going to get away with a quick peek but I grabbed him and wanted more.  We fell on the bed making out.

“Hurry up!!” Philip banged on the door.

We stopped for a moment.  “We’re going to driving range if you wanna join us,” Bryson said.  “Philip stopped by to grab some cash since as usual he’s broke or says he is.”

“Thanks but I’ll stay here with Dad.  We’ve do have some private things to do,” I said.

Bryson and I headed out of my bedroom to find Nate and Philip there waiting.

“Nate, I need to get with your dad and make an offer on the house,” I said to mess with Philip.

Philip looked at me.  “Are you serious?”

“He’s serious, Philip.  I gave him the go-ahead,” Dad said in the distance.

“Oh hell yeah, dudes!  This is so fucking bad ass!” Philip exclaimed and was more excited than I was. “I never lived in a brand new house before!”

“Dad, I think Philip is a little excited,” I said.

“Yeah, he’s almost pissing in his shorts,” Bryson laughed.

They headed off to the range while I stayed with Dad to talk with him if he needed me too.  He did want to talk but kept it positive with talk of the house I was purchasing and the sale of this one.  He dropped the hint of staying here and buying this house but I wanted a fresh start and loved the idea of a new house.  This was a great house but in the upcoming years the work involved would get overwhelming for me.  The thought of moving into my dad’s bedroom would be strange and awkward.  Dad understood my reasoning and agreed a new house might be best now.

Our doorbell rang while we were talking.  I answered it to see Jim Tyson, Nate’s dad, standing there with papers.  I chuckled and invited him inside.  Dad saw Jim and greeted him as well.  We sat at the dining room table for me to make an offer.  It was awkward with the seller there but he was a big help to me in filling out the necessary paper work for the offer.

“Let me guess, Philip or Nate called you,” I laughed after finishing.

“Nate did,” Jim laughed. “They’re so excited.”

“That’s fine whoever did.  Now that’s out of the way, I have some work to do tomorrow,” I said.

“Xavier, hopefully we can complete this before the Labor Dad holiday and get you guys moved in then,” Jim said.  “I take Nate is a sure thing now.”

“Oh yeah, he’ll fit in quite well here,” I said.

Jim and Dad talked while I headed off to tell Mom the news.  I wanted to tell her the other but kept my promise to Dad.  After I finished, Philip and his crew came back to the house and smelled of sweat from the driving range.  Immediately they changed and headed to cool off at the pool.  Jim spoke to Nate briefly before leaving.  I headed out and joined them for a nice swim.

“Philip hasn’t shut his mouth since we left,” Nate said.

“So, I’m a tad bit excited.  You guys have had everything handed to you in life and now it’s my turn,” Philip said.  “I know Xavier’s excited too, aren’t you?”

“Yeah, now that it’s about to become reality, I am,” I said.

Before Bryson left, we were able to sneak in a little private time.  We held each other and kissed mostly.  Sure I could have torn off his borrowed board shorts, but it wasn’t the place or time.  It was great being with him.

After Nate and Bryson headed to their homes, Philip and I sat together in the living room.  I gave him the low-down on Taylor’s situation so he would be aware plus tell him Dad would be leaving as well.

“Philip, where has…?” I racked my brain for his girl’s name.

“Miranda, she’s been working a lot.  With Gary gone, you probably will see her more,” Philip replied.

At work the next day, Tuesday, I was right in the middle of finishing some details on a job.  I took a call and heard Mom crying in the phone.  I did my very best to calm her down but she wanted desperately for me to be there.  I tried to explain my work situation with ease but she wouldn’t have any part of it.  I agreed to see what could be done in the end.  I walked into my boss’s office and explained the situation.  I only wanted a day off to see my brother one last time before he was hauled away.  My boss okayed one day for me, which was all I needed. 

After quickly booking a flight, I was off to catch the last plane to Vegas for the day.  I didn’t even have time to go home but luckily called Philip to tell him my plans.  When I arrived late, Dad was there waiting on me.  He was very quiet and upset. 

I stayed up most of the night with Taylor.  We laughed some but mostly cried.  It was hard to see Taylor crying since he came to the realization this was actually happening to him.

The next day in court, Wednesday, wasn’t easy.  We sat quietly in the court room.  We did get to all give him a hug at the end before he was taken away to begin his time.  Dad and I had to help escort Mom out of the court since she was so distraught at seeing Taylor leave.  Part of me was glad this was now over and not delayed any longer.  Of course, I hated seeing my kid brother hauled away at the time.  If we would have taken the risk of a trail, the sentence could have been worse and more taxing.  It was very inevitable that Taylor was spending some time in jail.  In the end, we took what was offered to finish this saga.

It was late when I arrived home.  Philip was there alone and watching television in his boxer briefs.  I told him about the trip briefly but was worn out both physically and emotionally.

The next day during lunch, I finally got around to going to my mortgage company and doing the required paperwork to kick start my process.  I signed a lot of papers in the process for my mortgage on the house.

I stayed late at work to catch up and avoid staying late on Friday.  When I got home, Philip, Bryson, Nate and Carter were there at the pool.  I was a little startled to see them going naked.  Not hesitating, I stripped and headed to join them.  Bryson and Carter smiled when they saw me walking with my cock flopping.  It felt really good and hopefully a sense of normalcy was returning.

“Xavier, sorry to hear about Taylor,” Carter said after I jumped in to feel the water.

“It was hard but necessary,” I said.

“You think he learned his lesson this time?” Carter asked.

“Time will tell.  Dad will have moved there by the time he gets out,” I said.

I swam over to Bryson and was greeted with a nice kiss.  We all got out after a little while and gave me a full view of Nate’s naked body for the first time.  He was hung quite well with a nice hairy bush and low hanging nads to compliment his skinny tan body.

“So all you guys are moving in together, I hear,” Carter mentioned while we sat in chairs.

“I know my ass will be there,” Nate said quickly.

“I wish I was.  It’s a bitch living back home but it’s much needed,” Carter said.

“Dude, you should…” Philip said.

“Thanks Philip,” Carter quickly interrupted. “There’s no way I would do that Xavier or Bryson.  Sure we had a great time together.  It would be really weird for everyone.”

“It would,” I said strongly to dismiss the idea.  “Carter, I do hope you won’t be a stranger though.”

“I’ll definitely have to see this place.  The way Philip describes it, it’s a fucking mansion,” Carter laughed.

“It will be that with four horny ass guys living there,” Bryson laughed.  We all got the joke and laughed as well.

After Carter was gone, I wanted to get with Bryson.  It didn’t matter if Philip and Nate were still there, I wanted sex with him after ogling over his naked body for some time that night.  I got my desire and lust for Bryson fulfilled.  Once Bryson was inside me, I knew who my boyfriend was for certain.  We both moaned and groaned during the passion of Bryson fucking me.  Neither of us care what Philip or Nate heard.  Bryson was fucking me and I loved every minute of it.

After we came down for our bliss, we headed out together to retrieve Bryson’s clothes.

“Damn Bro!” Philip said to me. “Your ass was loud getting fucked in there.”

“Yeah, I fucked him good,” Bryson smiled.

“I loved it,” I smiled.  Bryson found his clothes and put them on. I kissed him goodbye there in the foyer before he left.

“Hey Xavier, show me your ass.  I want see what your hole looks like after getting fucked,” Philip said.  I obligated and bend over to show the two straight boys a fucked asshole.

“Damn, it’s so red.  Look at that shit,” Nate said.

“I know,” Philip said. 

I stood back up.  “Now you know,” I said.  I headed to my room after the little exhibition. 

TO BE CONTINUED…

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