MOVING OUT CHAPTER 16

Waking up to the alarm in my new house early Tuesday morning was a chore for me.  I let Bryson sleep since his first class wasn’t until 9:30 as were Philip and Nate’s.  I carefully navigated out the drive and started my morning commute to work.  It took a few minutes longer but I was still early to work.  I started on a few odds and ends before my boss needed me for assistance on revisions.

At the end of the day, I drove home and eagerly anticipated seeing what was occurring at the house.  It still was hard to imagine when I drove up the drive that this place was mine.  I entered through the garage and found Bryson and Nate snacking at the bar.  Bryson got up and gave me a sweet welcome home from work kiss.  Nate shook his head.

“Where’s Philip at?” I asked.

“Upstairs.  He’s acting all weird and shit today,” Nate commented while stuffing his face.

I changed out of my dress shirt and slacks to just shorts with the intent of working out later.  I headed up to check on Philip and figured he was having one of those days.  I knocked softly on his door and entered once he yelled.

He was lying on his bed naked as normal with his hands behind his head and looking hot as ever.  Knowing him like I did, I could sense something was bothering him.

“Spit it out,” I commanded while sitting on the edge of his bed.

He looked at me with those big blue eyes and leaned up.  “Xavier, I’m fucking sick of school and it’s just the second goddamn week.”

“Well…” I was at a loss for words.

“Would it kill you if I dropped out and got a real job?”

“Philip, I knew from the very beginning college would be a challenge for you…”

“Xavier, I hate every second I’m there.  I hate studying.  I hate sitting through those boring ass pointless lectures.”

“Philip, it’s your call.”

“I really realize that with Mom gone.  I really feel bad disappointing you and shit but dude I’m getting nowhere with college.”

“I’ll be slightly disappointed but know how you have struggled.  Not everyone is cut out for college.”

“Yeah me!”

“I just ask that you not be a bum and find a real job.  There’s nothing shameful about having a job and putting in 40 plus hours a week no matter if its manual labor or a desk job,” I said. “Do Nate and Bryson know you want to quit college and work now?”

“I barely mentioned it to Nate but not Bryson.”

“If you want, I’ll tell em,” I said.

“Nah, I can do it,” Philip smiled. “That wasn’t so bad after all.  I didn’t even want to start out the semester if you want to know the truth of the matter.”

“Did you tell Dad?” I asked.

“I will.  He probably won’t care and now he won’t have to support my ass.  I can do that if I get a job,” Philip said.

“Not if but when.”

“Yeah, when,” Philip said.  He pulled his lanky naked body from the bed and threw on some shorts which was surprising.  We walked downstairs to find Bryson and Nate in front of the television.  Philip told them of his decision but it appeared both knew it was coming sooner or later since Philip wasn’t a great student like they were.

After that, Philip was back to normal with the burden of college lifted from him.  I hated to see it but knew it wasn’t in his best interest to continue and hate every aspect of higher learning.  It wasn’t long before Nate and Philip were out the door to see their girls.  Bryson smiled broadly and was alone with me for the first real time at the house.

“It will be quiet with them gone now,” I winked playfully at Bryson.

“Not for long if I have anything to do with it,” Bryson smiled and groped my cock.  “I studied hard last night and right after I got home so we could have time together but didn’t figure we would have the house to ourselves.”  He slid down my shorts and had me naked in the living room there on the couch.  I smiled and loved his aggressive nature with his friends gone.  Bryson quickly got out of his Abercrombie shirt and shorts to be naked with me.  We made out on the couch and enjoyed feeling up each other’s hot bodies.  He was a fast learner and learned the art of gentle touching to heighten the steamy moment.  I kissed his pierced brow down to his tattoo adorning his waist along with stops to suck his nipples and run my wet tongue along the muscles of his chest and abdomen and down his treasure trail. 

“Moments like this really make me wish it was just the two of us alone,” I said softly while running my hands through his dark hair.

“Me too!” Bryson said.  “You know though living with them does make us cherish our time alone like this where we can worship and adore each other.”

We resumed our naked make out.  We tried different positions on the couch, in the floor and in a chair.  With the stimulation of our kissing, we were both rock hard and ready to extend it into sexual contact.  I raced to the bedroom to grab the lube and a towel that was nearby. 

Bryson was still hard and ready for me when I returned.  The sight of his hard cock pointing skyward with the backdrop of his nice body and cute face in the chair was priceless to my gay senses.  With my hands around the back of his head, our lips touched so romantically.  My greased ass slid down slowly and felt his cock easily enter me.  Automatically, my head jerked back, felling his hard cock in me. With my knees tucked beside him, I gently rode him in the chair.  A smile crossed his face while his hands cupped my ass and spread my cheeks. 

“Oh fuck yeah Xavier,” Bryson groaned.

I moaned and groaned along with him and treasured our intimacy.  His hands ran up my back while I nibbled softly on his ears and neck.  “This is so hot, Bryson,” I moaned.

I held on to the back of the wing back chair and rode him gently and at a nice pace.  Bryson’s hand found my cock while I was riding him.  The sound of our skin slapping together made for nice sounds along with our moaning and grunting over the television playing in the background. 

The side door to the garage opened and my eyes grew wide.  Philip and Nate walked without their girls.  I stopped quickly and began kissing Bryson.

“Holy fuck!” Nate shouted as we were in plain view with my back to him.

“Oh shit!” Bryson reacted in shock with his eyes opened wide as ever.  He wanted to pull out but I clamped down on his cock.

“Hell, they’re just making out,” Philip laughed.  “Who cares?”

“They’re fucking, dude,” Nate said and could see my ass on Bryson’s cock. "I know they are!"

“So what? Let’s leave em alone so they can enjoy it and finish up without us standing here watching them,” Philip said.  They headed toward the upstairs with Philip giving me a wink.

I kissed Bryson and could tell he was still hard in me.  He smiled at me and rammed his cock in me hard.  We continued where we left off and temporarily forgot the moment.  We never switched positions out of the chair though my legs did seem to fall asleep.  I came first followed closely behind Bryson’s climax. 

A few minutes after we stopped and returned to the couch, Philip came downstairs for water in his shorts. 

“You knew we were fucking, didn’t you?” I asked Philip.

“Hell yeah, what does it matter?  I know you guys love each other so it’s not that big of a deal.  With us living here, I’m sure we’ll see you plenty of times,” Philip shrugged.

“Philip, you are the tightest motherfucker I know,” Bryson said.

“Thanks Bryson.  I actually think its fuckin hot that you and Xavier had the nuts to fuck in the living room,” Philip smiled.

“You do?” I asked.

“Sure, Xavier!  Look at you lovers over there all snug up against each other.  It’s not my thang to fuck guys but I can see you guys do for the right reason.  I just fuck Miranda to fuck.  I thought I was in love with Jenny and showed it to her all over our apartment.  We were just like you guys and when the urge hit us, we fucked,” Philip said. “Now, Nate was shocked as hell seeing you two.”

“Get Nate down here,” I told Philip.  He ran to the bottom of the stairs and yelled for Nate.  Nate came down the stairs and walked to find us.  Bryson and I put on shorts while waiting for him.

“Yeah, wassup?” Nate asked.

“Honestly, did it bother you seeing us together sexually?” I asked when he sat down.

“It didn’t bother me.  I was shocked more than anything,” Nate said.  “I’m still adjusting to this guy sex thing, you might say.  I can tell Bryson has adjusted to it quite well.”

“No shit, I’m gay, Nate,” Bryson said with us on the couch and Philip and Nate turned around at the bar. “Besides we were showing our love to each other while we had the chance with you guys out of the house.”

“I told them I thought it was hot,” Philip said.

“Hot?  Nasty as shit was what it was,” Nate said.

“No, these two are in love.  When you are in love, you have sex.  Hell, we fuck those girls and don’t love em,” Philip said.

“Philip, you are fucked in the head,” Nate said.

“Nate, not everyone is as accepting as Philip.  I’ve brainwashed him so much now that he sees nothing wrong with two guys having sex for the correct reasons,” I commented.

“You didn’t brainwash me.  I don’t see what the fuss is about two guys being in love and having sex.  Nate, I tried it but it wasn’t for me but it is for some guys,” Philip said.

“You are fucking gay, Philip!” Nate shouted.

“Bitch, you fucking say that again I’ll beat the living fuck out of you,” Philip said with his jaw clinched.

“Chill the fuck out dude.  I was kidding.  I’ve had my cock sucked by a guy before and more than once.  I liked it but I’m not gay,” Nate said. “I’m just saying that taking it up the ass is nasty as hell and seeing it in full open sight there was a shock to my system.”

“Would you fuck a guy if he wanted you too?” Philip asked.

“I would have to be really drunk or stoned to even think about it,” Nate said.

“It’s hot, Nate!” Bryson said."Trust me. It is the bomb!"

“Whatever? I accept you are gay.  It’s just going to take getting used to seeing two guys going at it is all.  I really do love living with all of you and, so far, this is the bomb!” Nate said.

“I can see that it could be an adjustment for you, Nate.  Philip’s been around it for a while.  We’ll be more discrete next time,” I conceded.

Nate smiled, “Next time, it’ll be easier to take. Who knows after a while I might see it like Philip does.  It was so unexpected, seeing Xavier on your cock, Bryson.”

I was glad to hear his view and knew Nate was still adjusting to living with two affectionate gay guys. It was never my intention to throw my sexuality in his face. It was his choice to live with us and did make things more interesting since Philip never cared what he saw.


The next day, Bryson and I got to experience getting up together.  Playtime in the shower was short but showering together did save time.  He helped make sure my clothes were perfect after dressing in his tight fitted polo to show his bulging pecs and nice shorts.  I did get to see Nate in his Abercrombie tee and low hanging shorts with a cap turned around over his growing dirty blond hair.  He watched quietly when Bryson and I kissed quickly good-bye.

As usual, work was nothing special and filled my co-worker Ben on my events at my new place as well as my boyfriend. 

When I got home, Philip, Nate and Bryson were upstairs banging away on ‘Rock Band’.  I headed up and saw Philip looked like he just rolled out of bed.

“Have any luck today, Philip?” I asked more as a hint.

“Shit, he got up when we finished class and hasn’t left the house yet,” Nate spoke up.

“I will. I will.  I took the day off and promise to start looking tomorrow,” Philip said.

“Tomorrow for sure then Philip,” I demanded.  “You said…”

“Chill Xavier, I will,” Philip said.

“You had all weekend off and Labor Day.  I think you’re being lazy is all,” I stated.  Philip got in my face.  “Back off, Philip! I was only stating the facts.”  Bryson pulled me aside while Nate took charge of Philip before we came to blows and regretted it later.

I was a little steamed and cooled off until a visitor came ringing at the door.  I went to the front door to find Carter standing there.  I welcomed him with open arms and gave him a quick look-see at the downstairs.  He was very nice to throw out compliments left and right.  I filled him in on Philip before heading upstairs.

“Damn Philip, you look like shit,” Carter said.

“Fuck you Carter!  I know Xavier told you I slept in today,” Philip said.

“One day after being a drop-out and he’s being a total bum,” Carter egged on Philip.  “Xavier, you wanna hear some good news?” Carter asked me while trying to watch them play.

“Of course, you’re still sober,” I said sarcastically.

“Yea that and may have found someone,” Carter smiled. “Remember Len.”

“Of course I do,” I said. Len was the first guy I hooked up with after moving in with Dad. “Carter, I haven’t seen him… oh, in like 2 years.  How’s he doing?”

“He’s doing great now.  He got his degree in social work and works at a rehab clinic here in town,” Carter said. 

“Awesome.  Bring him by sometime if you don’t mind,” I said.

“He would have come but he’s working as we speak,” Carter said and joined in the game after holding off as long as he could.

Philip stepped out and sat near me since we now had temporary sitting just for overflow upstairs.  “I sleep later than I wanted to today.  I really did have intentions of looking today,” Philip said.

“Okay,” I stated and watched Carter get frustrated being his first attempt.  Now my gut was rumbling after a small lunch.  I headed downstairs to find hamburger meat in the refrigerator along with more beer.  I knew it was a subtle hint that the rest wanted hamburgers and to try out the new grill.  I did the best I could preparing the patties but had no experience at a grill since that was Dad’s chore back at his place.  I ventured back up and asked for a volunteer.  Nate agreed and said he had experience. 

Since there was plenty, Carter hung around and joined us to have a meal at the table.  I still cussed the scratch in my head.  The burgers were a little well-done but hit the spot as far as my needs were concerned.  Philip and Nate downed the remaining burgers along with beer.  I saw how tempted Carter was at the sight and hated to torture him but it wasn’t my doings.

Carter as always ended up showing his competitive side at a game.  It didn’t help matters that Philip was there to rile him up.  Bryson and I worked out and let the boys play.  It was nice getting back into a semi-routine of working out again.  After we worked out, Bryson hit the books for the night.

Carter was gone by ten and came down to thank me.  He appeared to have things going in the right direction and was back to being himself again.  Sure, he was still very hot looking but I had moved on.  It was great however we could still be friends just like the other guys I had been with.  It is nice to still be friends with an ex and not hold grudges like I’ve seen and heard about.  I had only one break-up I considered bad.  It was in high school and to this day still hasn’t spoken to him.

It was late when Bryson joined me in bed.  I was asleep when he slipped under the covers.  He didn’t wake me and let me sleep.  I woke in the middle of the night to find his arm draped over me.

Thursday was rather lacking in drama other than Philip did attempt to find a job.  He did have a few applications from fast-food places but we agreed he needed a better job than what was being offered.

Friday, I got the first piece of mail addressed to me at my new house.  It was just junk but it was still mail.  I walked inside to find Nate and Bryson working out with the washer and dryer going in the laundry room off the kitchen.

“Where’s Philip?” I asked.

“I was wondering the same,” Nate said.  “We had plans to hook up with those girls again.”

“Brock will be so disappointed, Nate,” Bryson said.  I had forgotten his brother’s football game was that night.  All day I knew had something to do but wasn’t sure exactly what it was.

“Maybe you guys can see them after the game,” I said.

“Maybe or least stay to half-time,” Nate said.

I changed clothes and heard Philip coming in.  He found me having a glass of water in the kitchen.  His big smile gave away that he may have found a job.

“I’m a working man now as of Monday,” Philip said.

“Great. Where?” I asked.

“The warehouse about 2 miles from here.  The worst part is I work 5 to 4,” Philip said, “but I’m off on Fridays and all weekend.”

“Can you handle those hours?” I asked an honest question.

“I hope so.  The pay starting out is $10 an hour,” Philip said.

“That should be enough to support things around here and give you a little spending money,” I said.

“I hope so,” Philip smiled.

“Did you forget about Brock’s game tonight?”

“Shit! I did,” Philip said. “We’ll make an appearance and then go hookup.”

“Okay.”

Bryson and Nate finished working out and headed to the showers.  I sat on the edge of the bed and watched Bryson finish dressing after out of the shower. He walked up to me and kissed me.

“Brock will be so pumped to see all of us there tonight,” Bryson said before putting on a button up shirt. “I’m excited to see how his team will do.”

“I hope he and Alex play well other than that I’m not much of a football fan,” I said.

“Don’t worry Xavier.  Ask me and I’ll explain what’s going on,” Bryson sat next to me to put on his flip-flops.

“I know some about football.  I just am not much of a fan.  I went to a few games in high school to scope out the hotties,” I said.

Bryson laughed and pulled me off the bed.  We both made sure our hair was decent before heading out.  Philip and Nate were dressed and looking so cute I must say but not as much in my eyes as Bryson was.

“Hey we’ll see you guys at the game.  I called our girls and they want to go to the game as well,” Philip said.

“We’ll wait by the front gate.  There will be a crowd for the first game,” Bryson said.

“Okay then,” Nate said.

Bryson and I took his car since he was familiar with the parking and such around his old high school.  “Xavier, I can trust you right?”

“Don’t worry your little heart.  I’m not there to embarrass you at all.  A football game at your old high school is not the place to make a big scene and out you in front of your old friends.”

Bryson turned and smiled.

TO BE CONTINUED…

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