MOVING OUT CHAPTER 21

After a hot and fun date with my boyfriend Bryson, I knew when I walked in through the garage door of my house things weren’t right.  The smell of weed hit my nostrils immediately.  To top that off, Philip was on the couch letting his girlfriend ride his monster cock while Nate’s girlfriend was sucking his cock with vigor. 

“Oh shit!” Nate said in shock.

“Who cares?” Philip said stoned out of his mind.  “Fucking ride that dick, bitch!” Philip pulled her down on his big long cock.

Bryson’s eyes grew wide while steam rose from my head.  I grabbed Bryson’s hand and scampered hurriedly to our room.  We shut the door quietly and let them continue their sexcapades.

“I’m speechless,” Bryson said once behind closed doors.

“I don’t give a fuck if they are fucking.  I know you got a good whiff of that burning joint,” I said and did my best to stay under control. “Both of them know how I feel about smoking in the house and about weed.  By the smell of things, I have feeling they were doing some hard shit too.”

“So the sex is no big deal?” Bryson asked.

“No.  Now we both saw with our own two eyes how straight they were,” I took a deep breath to control my temper.  “Bryson, they caught us fucking so we’re even on that now.  Sex is great like we experienced the same but doing drugs and smoking inside my brand new house is a different story.”

“Well.. go out there and say something to them!” Bryson said.

“I’ll have my say for damn sure, tomorrow.  I can’t believe they were fucking their girls together,” I said.

“I know.  It would be like finding me and you fucking next to say Carter and that tattooed guy,” Bryson said, smiling.

We lay together now in bed after undressing each other.  I did my best to focus on Bryson but the smell continued to seep under the door into the room.  Bryson did his best to take my mind off what we had seen and enjoy once again being close and loving to each other. 

“I was hoping we could continue our little fun time in our bed.  I can see that’s not happening tonight,” Bryson said while petting my face and trying to get me hard. 

Bryson stopped after a few minutes since me or my cock wasn’t in the mood at that moment.  He held me tight against his firm smooth ripped body.  The smell finally dissipated after a few minutes.  “It really bothers you to see them doing drugs, huh?” Bryson asked me.

“It does.  Seriously I wish they won’t but I know I can’t stop them or you.  It does make you feel great and all; I’ll admit and know first hand.  I don’t want anyone ending up in Taylor’s predicament where he’s so addicted there’s no way out other than jail time,” I said to Bryson.

“The way I view it is that weed is like alcohol and has about the same effect,” Bryson said.

“I agree there but other than living in Amsterdam, it’s still fucking illegal,” I said. “What worries me is I know they were doing other drugs as well, maybe crack or meth.”

“It was crack.  I saw the spoon they used and could smell a small hint of it,” Bryson said.

I busted into tears and felt so hurt at that moment.  “Crack was the downfall of Taylor and has him sitting in jail.  I fear for Philip and knew how he loved being a part of the crowd.  I do care for Nate but other than kicking his skinny ass out, there’s not much I can do.” I sobbed while Bryson held me.

“I have the same fears, Xavier.  I too care for both of them.  Crack is a bad thing.  I did it a few times but realized what awful things it did to people,” Bryson confessed.

I continued to quietly cry.  It was penned up emotions being released after holding up so well over Taylor.  I don’t know when or how but I finally dozed off to sleep still being held by Bryson’s nice veiny arms.

Waking in his secure and loving arms the next morning, Sunday, made me feel a little better.  Bryson was awake too and didn’t release his hold until I leaned over for a great kiss.

“Thanks Bryson for being here with me and being a great listener,” I said.

“Xavier, I love you. Ain’t that what boyfriends do for each other?”

I smiled, “Yes it is the true meaning of having a boyfriend.  Bryson, I love you so much!”

While Bryson and I were getting hot and heavy with our kissing and showing our love non-sexually to each other, I heard a noise in the kitchen.  I opened the door and went out to see how it was.  Philip was there naked with his girlfriend naked as well.  I gave him a hard stare and retreated to my bedroom, hoping he saw I was pissed.

Bryson asked who it was naturally.  I told him it was Philip and his girl Miranda but didn’t speak to him with her around.  Bryson and I showered and enjoyed that.  We dressed in shorts.  I put on a shirt while Bryson forewent his. 

I opened the door and heard the front door close at the same time.  I walked upstairs and found no one was there.  I went back down and saw Bryson cleaning up their party left-overs.  It was now Bryson’s week to clean but I chipped in as well.  We grabbed some cereal since that was about it for breakfast. 

Right after we finished, Philip and Nate came back home through the garage door.  “You’re fucking pissed you caught us fucking our girls, aren’t you Xavier?” Philip said immediately after coming in.

“Both of you, have a seat,” I demanded and waited for Philip and Nate to sit down on the couch while I gathered my thoughts. “I don’t care about the little sex party one bit.  You caught Bryson and me and now we walked in on you two.”

“Hell yeah!” Nate said.

“Guys I’m going to lay it on you straight,” I said with a deep breath. “I saw and smelled drugs.  Smoking in my new house is totally unacceptable.  Do I make myself one hundred percent clear?”

“The girls didn’t want to it outside,” Philip said in defense.

“I don’t give a flying fuck if they did or didn’t.  I want an honest answer from both of you.  Was there more than weed here last night?” I asked.

“There was crack,” Nate said without remorse.

I clinched my teeth, “I knew it is true then since Bryson saw the spoon.  I will not allow under any circumstances either of you or Bryson to do that shit or any other hard shit in my fucking house.”

“I didn’t do it,” Philip said.

“Nate?” I looked at him.

“I took a goddamn hit of it and I liked that shit too,” Nate said.

“Nate, I thought you had more sense than that.  My brother is sitting his ass in jail as we speak because of crack.  I am very disappointed in you,” I said.  “If I catch you doing it again, you will be asked to leave my house. I will have a talk with Jim so he knows the circumstances behind you leaving as well.”

“You’re not going to fuckin tell me what I can and can’t do here!” Nate shouted and stormed out of the room.  Philip jumped up to go after him.  I could hear them screaming at each other with Philip trying his best to settle his emotional friend down.  Bryson came and gave me a hug of support for he sensed how torn up I was.

I heard the front door slam.  Philip came walking in slowly with his head.  “That hard headed fucker won’t listen,” Philip said. 

“Philip, you tried your best,” I said and patted Philip on his lower back.

“He said he moved in here to get away from rules and that now no one was going to tell him what he can or can’t do,” Philip said.

“Do I have too many rules?” I asked them both.

“No, really you don’t,” Philip said. “So you really didn’t care about fucking in here.”

“Philip, you guys having sex was the least of my concerns.  You were pretty messed up but you were still giving it to Miranda,” I smiled.

“I was, I think.  I was pretty fucked last night.  First beer and then weed.  Miranda said she was pretty sore since I did fuck her twice last night in here,” Philip said.

“I would be too,” Bryson laughed.

“Philip, did you know Nate did crack?” I asked in complete seriousness.

“I had no idea whatsoever.  He smoked it along with his girlfriend,” Philip said.  “Oh Bryson, during all of this, I forgot to tell you Brock and Alex stopped by.”

“Great!” I said.

“What for?” Bryson asked. “More beer?”

Philip laughed, “Brock texted me and asked if he and Alex could use the upstairs to fuck their girls after I told them you were gone until at least 10 or later.  He and Alex did have some smoking hot girls.”

“Now they will be over here banging their girls all the time,” I lamented.

“Either that or in their cars or at one of their houses,” Bryson said.

“It was pretty fucking sweet here last night for a change.  No gay guys just straight guys fucking girls,” Philip laughed.

“From a frat house to a whore house.  This is just great!” I said.

“Hey Philip, wait til I tell what…” Bryson said.

I quickly interrupted, “Philip, we fucked at that sex shop near the university.”

“Oh fuck, you didn’t!” Philip said and starting laughing.

“Dude it was so fucking awesome,” Bryson said.

“I can’t believe you gay fucks fucked at the porn store in those crusty ass booths,” Philip said.

“We did, dude!” Bryson said.

“That is so funny!  I got a blowjob from this guy in there when he saw my big dick,” Philip said.

“The time you were drunk, huh?” I asked.

“I forgot all about that time, Xavier.  I was too embarrassed to tell you about it and was so embarrassed I let myself do it too.  Nate’s been there and had his dick sucked there too.  I think he may have fucked an old chick there too,” Philip said.

“We got some sweet ass toys, too,” Bryson bragged.

“Like I really care to see your toys.  Just keep them away from me is all I’m saying,” Philip said.

Bryson headed to my SUV and returned with our purchases.  Philip looked in the bag of sex toys and closed it quickly.  I took the wine bottles and put them in the wine holder in the kitchen.

“Philip, you think Nate will be gone very long?” Bryson asked after putting our toys away.

“I have no clue,” Philip said. “I hope he comes back but who knows.”

“Maybe you and I can talk him into to staying just like you guys did for me,” Bryson said.

“Bryson, you are not as hard headed as Nate,” Philip said. “I can’t believe he went so ballistic on us.”

“Me either,” Bryson said. “Maybe he really wasn’t happy here deep down and wanted to move out.” 

Bryson and I headed to the store with orders to Philip to stay put and try to call Nate while we restocked the food.  Our trip was quick at the store with anticipation of seeing Nate when we returned.  We drove up and didn’t see Nate’s car in the drive.

“Any word from Nate?” Bryson asked while toting in the groceries.

“Nope.  The only person was Brock, who texted me,” Philip said. “That dude is text happy.”

“I know.  He burns through some minutes on his phone,” Bryson said.

We put away the groceries and had food once again at the house.  Each time our bill grew larger and larger with the number of hungry visitor we hosted.  I posted the running total on the board and kept Nate’s total going in hopes he would return soon.  Philip saw his total and promptly laid a one hundred bill in my hand.  He said he did it so he wouldn’t be so tempted to blow it.

After a quick sandwich, the three of us sat in the family room with hopes running high to see Nate soon.  With our hopes fading, the three of us went to work out to relieve the stress of the situation. 

Bryson now was putting me and Philip to shame with his workout routine.  He easily did his set and encouraged us to match him.  After his set, he moved to the dumbbells and put on a show for us there as well.  It was rather hot seeing my boyfriend flex his bulging biceps and triceps.

“We definitely need more weights on these things,” Bryson commented.

“I don’t,” Philip said. “Look at you, dude.  Getting all buff on our asses.”

“I was buff before I got here,” Bryson joked.

We finished up with sweat dripping from each of us.  Philip’s competitive nature couldn’t help him hang with Bryson’s growing strength.  Bryson and I headed to the showers with me clinging on to Bryson’s biceps. 

After we showered, Philip and I hung out together while Bryson started back with his studies for college. 

“Dude this really sucks,” Philip said. “Nate’s too fucking stubborn to admit he was wrong.”

“He needs to come get his things if nothing else for his classes tomorrow,” I said.

“All I hope is this doesn’t ruin what Miranda and I got going,” Philip said.

“What would that be, Philip?” I asked.

“Seriously, I may be falling in love with her,” Philip said.

“That’s great if you are or you love having sex with her?”

“Ummm… I love having sex might be the right answer.  Dude, ain’t fucking the greatest thing ever?”

“I will agree with you there.  You straight boys are missing out though,” I said.

“How are we missing out?”

“From what I’ve been told, girls give horrible blow jobs.”

“You got that shit right.  I’ll hand it to you gay guys.  You do know how to suck a dick,” Philip said.

“Philip, I like sucking dick.  Did you?”

“I fucking hated it but Carter said I had a good deep mouth made for dick sucking.”

“He does too,” I laughed as did Philip.

After our brief discussion, Philip called his girl only to find out Nate was there since their girls shared a small apartment.  I on the other hand called Dad to see how things were going.  Come to find out he had just moved in his new townhouse and there might be an offer coming on the house.  It was all good news only to hear how depressed Taylor was becoming as the reality was really hitting home.

We reconvened back in the living room after our talks.  “I overheard you say that Nate was with his girl, huh, at her place,” I said to Philip.

“Umm… yeah he is. You’d never guess what him and Gina were doing there,” Philip said.

“I really don’t want to know,” I said.

“Dude is binging over there,” Philip said so distraught. “I should go over there and fucking beat his ass.  Xavier, I never knew this side of Nate.”

“Philip, there are a few things you don’t learn til you live with someone,” I said.

The weekend ended on a down note for all of us.  The concern was shown from each of us. Bryson and I attempted to have sex at the end of the night.  Bryson did get hard but neither of us seemed that into it.  I jacked off Bryson since his cock was rigid.  I took his cum on my face while staying limp the entire time.  Even a good facial or his hot body seemed to get me hard.  We kissed good night and called it a weekend.

TO BE CONTINUED…


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