MOVING OUT CHAPTER 14



Bryson and I were getting hot and heavy until the front door of my new house opened up.  Bryson and I gathered ourselves though we knew whoever it was wouldn’t mind or care for that matter.  Bryson and I walked to the front of the house and saw Philip toting in a large box marked, ‘Rock Band’.  Nate was right behind him.

“Fuckin awesome, huh?” Philip asked with a big smile across his tan slim face.

“If you say so,” I replied seeing the large box.

“Yeah Philip, I can’t wait to play either.  A friend of mine got one at Christmas and we played the shit out of it,” Bryson replied.

“Unleash yourself and join us,” Nate stated to Bryson while heading up the stairs.

Brock, Bryson’s younger brother, was nowhere in sight after leaving with them.  Bryson checked out the door and saw him standing there.

“What are you doing out here, bro?” Bryson asked Brock.

“Waiting on Alex to get here,” Brock replied.

“So you just invited your friend over without even asking first?” Bryson asked trying to be the stern older brother.

“It’s cool, Bryson.  I’m sure they won’t bother us,” I said.

Bryson and I were no more in the door until Brock and his friend Alex came in the door.  He was a strikingly hot guy, tall and nice blond hair.  Brock quickly introduced him to me.

“Bryson, you checking out the game Friday?” Alex asked.

“I’ll be there,” Bryson replied.

“You know you’ll be there.  Alex has snagged the QB job and has a freakin cannon of an arm.  I now hope our receivers can catch his rockets,” Brock said.

The two headed up as well with Nate and Philip unboxing the large game to set up in their nice living area, aka game room.  Bryson and I headed back to the family room and sat back down on the couch.  I sensed Bryson was a little edgy by Alex's appearance.

“I really wish he wouldn’t have done that,” Bryson said to me with a concerned look upon his face.

“You’re scared he’ll say something, aren’t you?” I said.

“Damn right I am.  Xavier, now everyone will know,” Bryson said.

“They are going to find out one way or another.  Just face the facts that you are gay and there's very little you can do.  Hell, you’re living with me now,” I started to be a little angry. "That should be a good hint you're gay."

"Still Xavier, I want to keep it a little private you know."

"So Alex finds out and says something.  You know you can't run away and hide."

“You’re right.  I’ll just live with it and move on,” Bryson laughed. My anger subsided quickly.  “Either that or pack my shit up and leave.”

It was a small bump in the road but nice hearing his sense of humor come out as always.  We could faintly hear them upstairs until the curiosity of the game overtook us.  We headed up to see what the fuss was all about.  I stayed my distance from Bryson and let him get right in the midst of them like he was aching to do.

I sat in the rear and watched while Philip, Nate and Brock gave the game a good try.  The songs were classic rock and to my liking.  I quietly sang some of the tunes along with the game.

“Damn Xavier, you know these songs?” Philip asked me when he heard me singing right along.

“Of course, KISS is a classic there, bro,” I replied.

“I’ve heard of them but not this one,” Nate said.

“Xavier should know these.  This is the shit he always jams to in his car,” Bryson laughed. “Plus he’s older than us, too.”

“Oh yeah, a whooping 3 years,” I laughed and continue to sing out of key to the KISS song that was playing on the nice flat screen television in front of us.

I was watching until all 3 failed in their attempt.  A loud knock came at the door.  I wondered now who had came to see my house.

“I’ll get it.  I asked 2 of my buddies to come play with us,” Nate said and leap frogged over Brock to head downstairs. 

I could hear them talking before hearing them walk back up to join our crowd.  Nate politely introduced Jason and Kip.  Jason was lanky tall like Philip where Kip was almost Goth looking with dark hair, piercings and tattoos on the underside of his arm.  Jason brought along a large 24 pack of cheap beer for the night.  Now it was officially a frat house whether I liked it or not.  Nate opened the beer and took some out before heading down to the refrigerator to store the beer.  Being so crowded and no seating, I summoned Philip to help bring up chairs for everyone.

“You’re pissed at us for inviting friends over, aren’t you?” Philip said.

“Philip, I’m happy to have Nate’s friends over.  He’s a part of this house as well,” I said and grabbed two chairs.  I heard a scrape on my floors. “NOW, I’m fucking pissed!”

“Sorry, it was a total accident,” Philip said and could see the fire in my eyes.

We carried the chairs up with heat rising from my head.  I sat the chairs back down and went to access the damage.  Bryson saw how fumed I was and followed me down.  I examined the scratch and felt like crying right there.

“Xavier, I’m sure Nate’s Dad will have something to fix it.  It really isn’t that noticeable,” Bryson said with me on my knees.

“He better!” I said and stormed off to the kitchen.

Bryson was right on my heels, “I know you’re upset but things happen.  I’m sure Philip didn’t mean to do it.  He’s as proud of this place as you are.  He was up there cussing up a storm for what he did.”

I turned and saw Philip examining the scratch on the beautiful floors, “Xavier, Nate said Jim will fix it if nothing else.  Dude, I really didn’t mean to do that, honestly.”

“I’ll get over it.  It’s like the first scratch on a new car.  I knew it was going to happen sometime,” I said and was so disappointed. 

Philip came over and gave me a big hug.  “I’m really sorry! Is everyone being here cool though?”

“Yeah, I really don’t care.  I don’t want them, however, driving after they’ve had too many.  There’s plenty of room up there for everyone to stay,” I said being the sensible adult I thought.

Philip reached in the refrigerator and grabbed out some beer to take along with him.  “Is one of those for Brock?” Bryson asked with a wry smile on his tan face.

“Hell yeah, his mouth is up there watering like a dog right now,” Philip stated with Bryson nodding like he knew it. “Xavier, please come back up and join us.  You’ll have a killer time.  Nate’s friends are dope.  And yes, they already know about your rule of no driving too!”

I looked at Bryson and signaled him to lead the way while we followed Philip up to the crowded noisy room.  Bryson eyed his brother opening the beer.  Brock smiled and gave him the middle finger salute.  Jason, Kip and Nate were almost experts at the game.  It was eating Philip up that he wasn’t the best or close to the best at this new game.  His competitive nature kicked in and threw Nate off the couch to be in the next song. 

This really wasn’t what I had in mind when I bought this house.  Now though it was great to see everyone having a good time in a big space.  On second thought, maybe we should have located the game system downstairs in the larger family.  After a few more games, we relocated and moved everything down to where it was more comfortable and spread out. 

“Time for a little smoke break,” Kip announced and pulled out 2 rolled joints. 

“It damn sure is,” Nate said with excitement.

They were at least nice enough to take it out on the back porch.  Philip looked at me.  I could sense it was killing him not being out there with Nate, Kip and Jason smoking. 

“Please!” Philip pleaded.

“I’m not your father.  Philip, you’re old enough to decide for yourself now,” I stared at him.

He bolted out the door without another word.  Bryson went as well and gave me a look before going outside. 

“What about you and Alex, Brock?” I asked. “Aren’t you joining them?”

“I wish.  We get tested for football,” Brock said. “We’ve already had one dumbass kicked off the team for testing positive for drugs. Other than that, my ass would be out there for damn sure.”

“I see,” I said.  “I know you two are excited about Friday night.  Will it be worth my time to come watch you play?”

“I sure hope so.  We sucked last year but we should be better since most of our starters are back.  The only problem is our quarterback,” Brock laughed and nudged Alex in his bulging bicep.

“Yeah right, our secondary is the biggest problem” Alex replied in jest and got back at Brock, who manned the defensive secondary.  Alex turned to me with a serious look upon his cute face and asked, “Xavier, is Bryson actually living here with you as your boyfriend?”

“Yeah he is,” I replied while trying to withhold a smile.

“Alex’s cousin our age is queer too,” Brock spoke up.

“Does that bother you?” I asked Alex.

“Nah, I can handle it.  I was just checking since you or Bryson really didn’t act too gay to me,” Alex said. “My cousin is more like a girl.  We all saw it coming years ago,” Alex laughed now.

“Let’s play now that they’re out there blazing,” Brock said and walked to where the game was set up.

“Yeah, they won’t be worth shit now after getting high,” Alex smiled.

The three of us took control of the game.  I played once before and now seemed to get the hang of pushing the right colors at the right time.  It was a lot of fun with the songs being my taste. 

“Xavier, you really don’t care if I stay?” Alex asked.

“Nah, what’s another person going to hurt,” I replied and kept pushing the buttons. 

The three of us were killing when the back door opened.  The smell of their smoking lingered in with them.  Bryson gave me a kiss on the cheek.  I could really smell the smoke on him.  The rest of them grabbed a seat and watched the three of us rule the game.  With Alex given the okay and checking with his parents, he too had a beer to join in the mix.  By now, there wasn’t much left so the drinking ended rather early.   Philip and Kip again stepped out for a smoke but this time it was just cigarettes. 

The night ended up being a real blast for all of us there.  We played for hours and really broke in the new game quite well.  Nate got a little carried away in the end with a little too much to drink but it was cool since no one or nothing got hurt.  At the end of a long night around 1 if not later, I demanded they carry the game back up so I could sleep without hearing the sticks pound the synthetic drums. 

Bryson stayed with me and followed me into my room after everything was in decent order in the family room again.  He shut and locked the door before laying beside me in bed.

“Xavier, are you mad at me?” Bryson asked in reference to him getting high.

“No.  Like I told Philip, you’re old enough to decide.  My only hope is this doesn’t become a habit,” I said facing him.

“It won’t, I promise.  I have to admit I do smoke occasionally for stress relief after a tough test or like tonight when I’m with friends in a social setting. Tonight, I think I saw the real Xavier let loose a little and be relaxed,” Bryson smiled.

“It was a lot of fun.  Hell, I’m still a young guy too.  I’m more mature though and know there’s a time and place for everything,” I smiled.

“All I hope is that now is the time and place for you to fuck me and give me that hot fucking cock,” Bryson said with a kiss.

“I know it is,” I replied.  Our clothes flew off in every direction.  Tonight seemed perfect for a good 69 session.  We were both eager to suck each other’s cocks.  I sucked his as long and hard as I could while Bryson was sucking me with the same intensity.  I fingered his hot hole with sucking him.  We finally stopped and met in the center of the bed for a passionate kiss. 

Bryson grabbed the lube for the nightstand and covered my cock with it and his hot hole.  He spread his legs and begged for me.  I stroked my cock to its maximum hardness.  I teased Bryson’s ass with it and slapped his ass with it as well.  He was begging for me to fuck him.  My cock was at his hole and slid into his slippery hole.

“OOOO fuck yeah!” Bryson moaned with a mix of pain and pleasure.

With his ankles on my shoulders, I kissed his calves while going deeper in him.  Seeing his face constantly change was invigorating.  I leaned over and kissed his sweet lips while gently fucking his ass.  He grabbed my ass while we kissed as my hands were behind his head.  My cock slipped out suddenly. Bryson grabbed it quickly and fed it back in his hot tight ass.

“Fuck yeah! Fuck me!” Bryson screamed.  “OOOO… fuck… your cock… feels sooooo good!”

“Your ass is so hot and so fucking tight,” I moaned after leaning back up and grabbing his ankles.

The others in the house were miles away now while I steadily fucked my lover’s hot tight ass.  He moaned with each deep push.  His hot torso was kissed by my lips while we fucked.  Our hands explored each other’s body to heighten the action.  

“Bitch, I’m fucking ride this shit,” Bryson said after taking me on his back.

I pulled out slowly and got on my back.  Bryson got on top of me.  He leaned over and kissed me before ascending his ass back down on my hard slippery 8 inches.  It was a pleasure to watch his taut body while it slid up and down on me along with seeing his cock freely flopping without control.  I grabbed his 7 inches and jacked it while feeling his tight ass riding my throbbing cock. 

“Fuck yeah!” Bryson screamed over and over.  I could sense he was gaining as much joy as he was giving.  His tight ass was gripping my cock like a hand. I slapped his ass a few times and rubbed his thighs with my free hand. 

“Oh fuck!” Bryson said.  His ass clamped down tight on my cock while his cock erupted.  Shots of hot jizz shot onto my body. 

“Bryson!” I shouted.  He kept his ass on my cock.  My jizz filled his ass.

“Oh fuck yeah! Breed my fuckin ass!” Bryson said feeling the warm jizz.

My cock shot what seemed like a good minute.  Bryson collapsed on top of me.

“I hope I don’t get pregnant,” Bryson smiled, “but damn that was worth it having you blow in me.”

“It was so fucking hot,” I kissed him.  I slid my cock from his red ass.  I maneuvered around to see one hot cream pie.  He pushed out and cum flowed from his ass.  My tongue couldn’t resist and tasted the mixture with my mouth.  Bryson leaned over for me to share the tasty mixture that flowed from his red ass.

“God, I fucking love you!” Bryson grabbed me.

“I love you too,” I said while holding him close to me.  Glancing over at the digital clock, it was showing 1:46 a.m.  We lay silently and enjoyed the closeness of our naked bodies.  Bryson looked up at me with a gleam in his eye before softly closing them for a peaceful rest in my arms.  I envied his ability to fall fast asleep in a matter of moments.  My arms held my boyfriend tight before falling asleep as well.

TO BE CONTINUED…

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