MOVING OUT CHAPTER 24
I was up early the next day, Thursday. I let Bryson sleep in for his late Thursday class. I headed to work with things in full swing on the initial design of the new library. It was my first true big involvement and hopefully was impressive enough to garner some big points with the firm. Of course, I worked hard at each assigned task but never really got to be so involved with a major project.
Lunch was again with Ben and his non-stop rambling about his new ‘gay’ life. His renewed vigor for life was refreshing but it was starting to wear even on me. Every day, he battered me with gay questions that were almost pointless.
After lunch, I got free and called Kennedy to inform him of the group decision. He was stunned to hear there were three and wanted to see them in person. He didn’t now control the modeling process but had the influence to get his voice heard. He asked if possible to meet soon so things could be set in motion with the upcoming Christmas campaign. I called home and told Bryson and Nate to be ready and to tell Philip to be ready as well. I told them to be prepared to bare their bodies down to their skivvies, which meant wear nice flattering ones.
Once home that afternoon after 5, we headed out in my SUV. They were all dressed so college boyish and looked perfect in my eyes for the job. I was proud to have a hot boyfriend to show off, a hot step-brother and a skinny friend. Going in, it was understood it was all or nothing.
Once we arrived at the warehouse, Bill, Kennedy and Alicia, the model supervisor, were there waiting on us. I introduced each one.
“Philip, I remember you now. You were a little shorter then,” Bill commented with a smile before we made our way back.
I sat in on the initial meeting with the three. I listened to Bill gave the basics and what was to be expected. Then it was show-time. Philip was the first, naturally, to drop his shorts and display his lean slender body in his tight bulging boxer briefs. I watched Kennedy and Alicia’s reaction. They took Philip off to another room and snapped a few quick digital pictures to see how he looked on film. Next was Nate to show his skinny body with boxer briefs as well.
“I’m really nervous about this now,” Bryson said.
“Dude, there’s nothing to it,” Philip said while we sat with Bill.
“Son, just be yourself. That’s all we ask,” Bill said. “We get some real assholes here who are extremely demanding. You’ll do just fine if you're anything like Xavier.”
Nate returned with a smile. “Killer!” Nate said. Bryson dropped his shorts and took off his shirt to be left with nothing but his low rise briefs he picked up yesterday here. The look on Kennedy’s face was one of delight. He directed a big smile at me and escorted Bryson off to have pictures taken.
After the shoot, Kennedy summoned Bill and me to speak in private while Nate, Philip and Bryson sat in the office.
“Xavier, they are very handsome young men but not we are looking for at this time with any future web offerings,” Alicia said while Kennedy remained silent.
“Hold on one minute, Alicia. Exactly what are you looking for? They looked absolutely perfect to me,” Bill said with authority.
“Sir, they are nicely looking kids and kids they are. They are not muscular enough for our brands we are trying to market on the web,” Alicia said.
“So, we are no longer marketing to guys who are normal and only older gym bunnies. Alicia, our sales have down the last three quarters. We need fresh young college men to maybe return to what we were when Xavier here was our top model,” Bill said.
“Sir, the demographics show our consumers are older males,” Alicia stated to plead her hopeless case.
“Yeah, older males who wish they could look like those 3 again. I see the other competitors using young models to see their products. Kennedy?” Bill asked and looked straight at Kennedy.
“Ummm… maybe we should mix them in with the others and see how that works,” Kennedy stated while I listened.
“Sir, they are way too young for us at this moment. Maybe in the spring with some swimsuits, we might use one or two of them,” Alicia stated.
“Alicia, I own this company. Those three will be part of our site now and in the future,” Bill stated firmly. “No more discussion! I want those three modeling for me!”
Alicia left the room quickly and upset at being overruled. “Xavier, you did it again with those three. Truly, I hope she leaves for good. She has a degree in marketing but no where the instinct you had towards our products. She studies the number way too much and actually is in over her head. We definitely need a boast here and those three could give us that boast we so desperately need in today’s competitive market. If nothing else, we could attract more hits just on their youthful looks alone. I hate our current models and now have an excuse to discontinue using them.”
“Sir, how about we have a one time shot with them? I’m not so sure they are up for a big time deal. Philip maybe but not the other two,” I stated.
“Xavier, we have a big problem with Philip. I don’t know how to put this gently but…” Kennedy said.
“I know exactly what you’re talking about, his large endowment to put it nicely,” I smiled.
“Exactly, there’s no way we can get him in some of our things without it being near pornographic,” Kennedy said. “There’s no way he's getting in a thong.”
“Kennedy, sex sells. We’ll work around it,” Bill said. “I bet he has tons of boyfriends like you, Xavier.”
“Sir, he would fight you if he heard that,” I laughed. “Philip and Nate are as straight as they come.”
“Well, then I pity the poor girls then,” Bill laughed.
“My wife would die,” Kennedy laughed.
“Mine too,” Bill laughed.
They handed me three basic plain contracts for one trail shoot with each having the option to do 2 more if they so desired. Along with Bill and Kennedy, I walked into the room and held up the contracts. A collective smile came across each of their faces.
“Oh hell yeah, dudes,” Philip said as excited as ever.
“Sweet!” Nate said.
“So what’s with the girl? She stormed out of here in a fit,” Philip said.
“I’ll tell you later,” I smiled. Philip signed his contract without thinking and urged the others to do so as well. With Philip’s pressure, Nate and Bryson signed the contracts and handed them to Bill.
“I know you three will do great. I really wish there was someway we could get Xavier back in a few pairs,” Bill said.
Bryson laughed, “He says he’s too old now for this.”
Kennedy laughed about the comment, “He’s a mere pup against our latest models.”
“He is that,” Bill said.
“Maybe later,” I smiled. “Let these three have the spotlight for a while.”
“When’s the big day? I can hardly wait to do this shit!” Philip asked and was excited over this as much as I had seen him in some time.
“Possibly in a month,” Bill chuckled. “We still have one more session with the freaks. I’ll call Xavier and let you know something soon. We have quite a few new items arriving and you three would be a great way to introduce them to our customers. Xavier, I like Philip’s enthusiasm over this. He’ll be easy to work with and not some pompous asshole.”
Without any thought, Bill retreated to the back and smothered us with discontinued items as a thank-you gift. “Xavier, make sure they are shaven and don’t let them get fat on us,” Bill commented.
“They work out a lot so you have no worries there. The shaving part worries me,” I said.
We headed out after saying good-bye and thanks.
“He was joking about the shaving part, right?” Nate asked on our way to the SUV.
“No, he wasn’t. You can’t have your pubic hair flashing,” I replied. “It might be best to wax and be smooth.”
“Hell no!” Philip said sharply. “That would hurt like a bitch!”
I laughed but had to agree. We ate while we were out before retreating to the house.
Nate and Philip climbed the stairs quickly and were on their phones while Bryson and I sat in the living room. “Xavier, I’m still a little unsure of all of this. I hope my parents approve of it but I doubt they will,” Bryson said with his hand on my leg.
“You’ll do great. They were very impressed with your toned body,” I said. “Philip’s the one they worry about.” Bryson looked at me. “His big dick.”
“Oh, I see. It’ll be hard stuffing that monster in some of those thongs,” Bryson said.
“He’ll probably get more trunks and boxer briefs. Do you have a problem with thongs?” I asked.
“Ummm… a little. Actually I’ve never worn one,” Bryson commented. “Xavier, will they take pictures of my bare ass?”
“Bryson they probably will,” I said. "I know my ass was all over the web site."
“I guess some toning exercises will be in order,” Bryson smiled.
“Bryson, your ass is perfect,” I smiled.
Bryson went off to our room to study some on the coming day’s classes. I heard the doorbell with Nate and Philip there to greet one of the girls. A few minutes later a knock came with Nate there waiting to escort her upstairs. I watched television alone before hearing Philip and his girl Miranda coming down the stairs. I fully expected them to hang with me but they stayed in the front room to be alone.
Before calling it a night, I could hear why Philip and Miranda came downstairs. Female moans came from the front room. I smiled knowing Philip was laying it to her. It didn’t bother me at all and was happy for Philip.
When I opened the door, Bryson was trying out the assorted underwear given to us. He smiled and wanted my honest opinion of each style. It didn’t matter what kind he put on in my eyes, each pair was perfect for him. The thong was a little strange to him but he commented he might grow to like wearing one and felt so sexy in one.
All this posing and strutting around for me really gave Bryson a major hard-on. I stopped him in the middle of our room and dropped to my knees to take care of his problem. We ended up fucking in the middle of our room that night and not in our usual bed. It was always fun and exciting to have sex in different places. A vast majority of my sexual life revolved around the bed. Having sex in different places was starting to grow on me more and more. Being with Bryson and his youthful energy had revived my sex drive. Basically the last six months with Carter was fairly plain sex in the bedroom since he was hammered most nights towards the end. I was still young enough to enjoy the adventures of sex and wanted it to continue with Bryson.
When I arrived home Friday after a short work day for a change, the three of them were upstairs engaged in a war game Philip had purchased with his paycheck that day since he was off on Fridays.
I watched for a few minutes and really wasn’t the type of game that sparked my interest. Bryson followed me downstairs and watched me undress.
“Xavier, it’s just you and me tonight for the game. Nate and Philip are going out,” Bryson announced while leaned back on our bed.
“That’s fine but I thought they enjoyed seeing Brock and Alex play,” I said.
“They do but there’s no after game party tonight due to National Tests tomorrow,” Bryson said.
“That’s fine with me,” I smiled.
“I knew it would be. You are nervous having them here sometimes,” Bryson said.
“I am. I’m also a little worried too that something might happen,” I said.
“You know Brock and Alex love coming here and let’s them escape parental authority. Brock commented that it lets him be free and enjoy hanging with his high school friends while he still has a chance.”
“I can see their point. I suppose it beats them hanging out in public and getting in trouble with the law,” I relented. “I enjoy having them here but will still worry.”
We dressed for the game that night. We left earlier than usual since it was a rivalry game between two neighboring private schools of different sizes. The stadium was buzzing when we arrived and still had to search for a parking spot and a spot to sit.
Again, Brock and Alex’s dads were pacing the sidelines with nervous energy for their sons. Our seats were in the middle of the student section and small band. It offered the chance to view what was in style clothing-wise as well from the young generation. The worst part was we had to stand to see until the bigger school took the ball first and scored with ease on their initial possession.
Bryson looked at me after the easy touchdown, “It may be a long night.”
“It could be but by the way Brock talked they were beat before the game even started. Bryson, I’m not the most athletic person ever born but in swim meets if I knew I was overmatched, most of the time I was beat before I even got in the water,” I said. “If I had swam with confidence, I would have a chance.”
“You’re right there. Look at Brock. He didn’t even seem upset that the other team scored,” Bryson pointed out with Brock on the sidelines just standing there with his feet crossed.
With Alex at quarterback, the first pass he attempted wound up in the other team’s hands. The bad pass sucked the enthusiasm right out of the home crowd and a quiet fell over the crowd. I looked down to see Alex’s dad screaming his head off in the direction of Alex mainly. Brock’s dad paced the sideline and would surely have a nice work out by the end of the game.
By halftime, the game was back to within 14 points. There was at least a little hope remaining. Bryson and I had a few nice laughs at his dad’s expense since he was really into the game.
By the beginning of the fourth quarter, the game was back within 4 points as Brock’s team hung in there and took advantage of some mistakes by the opposing. The opposing team played it conservative the rest of the game and wore out Brock’s smaller and slower team. It was exciting to the end with Brock’s team actually had a chance at the end but Alex couldn’t find the right team to pass the ball to.
At the end of the game, Bryson wanted to at least speak to his brother. Together we waded the on-field crowd to find Brock. Once we did, he looked very disappointed. Bryson patted him on the back and told him what a good game he played. Brock only nodded and headed off to the locker room.
Once back in the car, Bryson rehashed the game. Now, I was starting to understand the concepts of the game and offered a few stupid opinions. Bryson laughed when I tried to use football terminology. He appreciated the effort on my part but I enjoyed watching the games after getting to know Brock and a couple of his friends.
Back at the house, we were alone for the night without even the hint of our normal Friday night visitors. I popped the cork on a bottle of wine and poured me and Bryson a glass to relax.
“I can really see we are alone tonight with us drinking wine,” Bryson tasted the wine.
“It’s our night here to enjoy and be with each other,” I said.
“I plan to enjoy it to its fullest that is if I can stay awake long enough,” Bryson laughed. “It sucks ass that I’m worn out tonight.”
“It has been a long week for us,” I said while tasting the wine and enjoying the quietness with Bryson. He wrapped his arm around to be close to me.
“Every day, I ask. How the hell did I get so lucky?” Bryson smiled and kissed me.
“I wonder and ask the same question. You know Bryson, everyone expected me to forego the younger generation and settle down with an older man. I’m glad I listened to my heart. I love being around you younger guys. All of you are so full of energy and basically so hot to look at,” I said after the long kiss.
“Xavier, you’re exactly what I needed, a stable smart guy who could show me the right way to live life as a gay man. Gay life is not multiple partners and crazy ass parties with a bunch of drunken guys. It’s actually finding a guy who you are compatible with and truly love just like in a heterosexual relationship. You don’t have to be limp-wrist and feminine like is so often portrayed. We both are masculine enough and enjoy guy things. Of course we primp in front of the mirror and stare like crazy at cute guy’s asses.”
“Bryson, I could seriously make love hot love to you right now. I am so madly in love with you,” I smiled.
“What’s holding you back? Hell I love getting ass fucked by you,” Bryson laughed.
Without any more sappy conservation, we got down to the business of gay sex. Bryson had a great idea and led me to the work out room. We slung off our clothes the second we hit the door. Bryson got on his knees and began servicing my cock with love and devotion.
After he sucked me until he could go no more, he got on the BowFlex and was there waiting for my wet mouth to blow him. I kissed down his bowed out chest, flicked his nipples with my tongue, tasted each ridge of his abs and kissed his cuts at his 30 inch waist. My actions had Bryson rock hard and ready to be sucked. His legs spread wide I kissed his tattoo and licked his cock while playing with his low hangers.
“OOOO baby yes!” Bryson moaned the second my mouth covered his tasty hot cock.
With the same love and devotion, I enjoyed pleasing my lover as he had just done to me until my jaw was sore. Bryson was leaking pre-cum like a dripping faucet. My tongue tasted his sweetness before lifting his ass up and playing with his pink asshole. His moan grew louder with each plunge of my tongue.
After getting him so hot and ready, I kissed back up his body to taste his cock and ass still lingering on my breath. He spit on my cock and scooted to shove it up his wet ass. Our positioning was rather awkward at the moment. Bryson leaned back on the bench. I went deep in him and heard him whimper.
“OOO Xavier, fuck me!” Bryson screamed. “Just fuck the shit out my ass! I want fucked!”
The bench moved slightly while I steadily plunged in and out of his ass. He was breathing hard and moaning so beautifully. Hearing his moans of deep joy made intensified my efforts. I sucked each of his hard nipples while feeling his ass gently massaging my cock deep in him. I found his tongue and opened to receive it just as his ass opened to take my hard cock. We found our fucking rhythm and began enjoying our sex in a different room of the house.
I pulled out. Bryson leaned his hands against the wall. His ass was too tempting so I licked it again. I got behind him and pushed my hard throbbing cock into him. My hands found his waist while I fucked him fairly hard and steady.
“OOOO Xavier, keep fucking me just like that!” Bryson screamed in pure bliss.
“Bryson, your ass feel so good tonight,” I whispered in his ear.
“Not near as good as your fucking cock does fucking my ass,” Bryson turned his head. Our lips meet once again. My hands slid down his fit toned body to find his hard cock waiting. It only took a few thugs. His ass tightened while he moaned. Cum shot from his hard cock while his ass gripped my cock tight. Try as I might, my cock shot deep into him at that moment. The smell of fresh cum filled the room. It didn’t matter to either of us. Cum was pooled at his feet on the laminate floor. I pulled out and kissed him while grabbed his ass. Bryson grabbed mine as well with both hands.
“Damn, I don’t think I could be more in love with someone,” Bryson smiled.
“Isn’t being truly in love the best?”
“Yeah, especially after you showed me your love by fucking my ass,” Bryson said.
We cleaned the best we could while literally floating along. We kissed our way to our bedroom and got under the covers of our king size bed. We could have done with a regular bed since we always slept next to each other and enjoyed the bodily contact while falling asleep.
We were sleeping soundly until my cell phone was ringing. It was very startling and disturbing in the early morning. Bryson flipped on the light and saw Philip’s name on the caller ID on my cell. He handed the phone quickly.
TO BE CONTINUED…