MOVING OUT CHAPTER 25
Bryson tossed me my cell phone late that Friday night or should I say early Saturday morning at the first of October. Panic began to set in before I answered.
“Hello,” I answered the phone still sleepy and dazed.
Philip: “Xavier, it’s nothing big so don’t worry. I’m at the ER. I need you to run up to my room and find those papers I brought home earlier from work.”
“Philip, are you okay?” I asked while slowly getting out of bed.
Philip: “I’ll be fine. I slipped in Miranda’s bathroom and hit my head on her vanity. I got a nice gash in my head and need my insurance card. I’m getting a few stitches.”
Now awake I climbed the stairs quickly. I flipped on the light to his room. “Where, Philip? Where?”
Philip: “Look on my dresser. It’s a folder.”
I looked around and spotted the folder besides a lot of trash and clothes. “I got it.” I searched the papers until finding his card. “Here it is.”
Philip: “Here, I’ll let you talk to the person who needs the info.” Philip handed his phone off and I gave out the information as clearly as possible. She took down the information and handed the phone back to Philip. “I’ll be home as soon as I finish up here. Don’t worry Xavier, I’m perfectly fine.”
“Okay,” I said. “See you later when you get home.” I closed the phone and headed back down stairs now wide awake at almost 4 in the morning. Bryson was eagerly waiting my return. I told him the situation quickly while lying next to him. I rolled over to try and return to sleep. Bryson draped his muscular arm over my body. I felt a poke at my ass by Bryson’s hard cock out of the blue. My ass opened up and accepted his raw cock. It was totally unexpected but I wasn’t going to complain.
“Is this okay?” Bryson whispered in my ear.
“MMMM, you bet it is,” I replied with a slight moan.
He slid deeper in me. I placed my leg on top of his to allow easier access. He hugged me tightly with his strong arms and started slowly pumping his hard cock in me.
“Xavier, I do love you so much,” Bryson said so sweetly.
I turned my head to taste his lips with my arm wrapped around his neck while feeling pleasure filling my entire body. His hands ran over my body and pinched my nipples while we were lip locked. We broke the kiss and allowed a deep moan to escape my dry mouth. Bryson picked up his pace and steadily fucked me so nicely.
After a few minutes, I rolled to my stomach with his cock buried in me. He pushed off the sheets and started driving his cock harder and harder in me. I moaned and groaned with each deep thrust into me. He lay on top of me and kissed my back while now slamming my ass. It was a wonderful sound of our skin slapping together in the quiet of the house this early morning. He slowed down the pace and slowly grinded his cock in and out of me. My cock became hard with the friction created between the sheets and the wonderful feeling of being fucked.
Bryson moaned softly followed by hot spurts of cum filling my ass. He shivered while my ass milked the last drops.
“Stay in me, Bryson,” I instructed and reached to keep him buried in my cum-filled ass. “Your cock feels so good.”
We slowly rolled over as one. My cock was leaking precum. Bryson reached his hand over and began pumping me with his hand. Amazingly, he was still hard and started slowly fucking me again. His cock was driving his cum deposit deeper and deeper and acting as a great lube in my ass.
“OOOO Xavier! This is damn hot!!” Bryson screamed.
“Fucking Great is what it is!” I screamed.
We repositioned to fuck missionary style in the center of our bed this early morning. I clammed down on his cock and didn’t want it to leave me.
With my legs wrapped around his waist, “Fuck me Bryson! Keep fucking my ass!”
“Damn!” Bryson screamed again and started ramming my ass while jacking my cock.
Finally, I couldn’t hold back any longer after a hot 5 minutes or so of taking his cock bumping my prostrate during this second go-around. “Fuck, I cummmmminnnnggg!” I screamed. The first forceful shot hit my chest. The next few hit my stomach.
“I’m fucking nutting again,” Bryson moaned loudly and shoved his cock deep in me. The warm blast mixed with the other cum and really had my ass overflowing with his milky hot cum. After the last shots, Bryson slowly exited my fucked ass. “Damn your asshole is so open!”
I pushed out with a grunt and started spilling cum from my ass. Bryson’s tongue was there to intercept the overflow. A nice loud cum fart ensued as well with my pushing.
Bryson fell on me with his mouth wide open. We madly made out like crazy. We rolled around lip locked in a crazed state of burning passion. After our elation of two great back-to-back fucks died, we were finally able to return to sleep while I held Bryson so close and tight to me.
When I woke up for good at 10:20, Bryson was awake next to me with a smile from ear to ear. I grabbed him and kissed him fervidly. After a solid month living together as a couple, our love for each other continued to grow and blossom. We both loved our housemates but our alone time was special and well used to show our love to each other sexually and without worry.
We showered together in our large tiled shower. I had to smile seeing Bryson pull up one hot sexy pair of blue low rise briefs on his fit body. They looked so perfectly on him and really accentuated his fit cut body. I threw on some French cut bikini briefs along with a pair of shorts to restart our morning and day. Upon opening the door and walking out to the kitchen/family room area, Philip and Nate were eating cereal at the kitchen bar. I could see the large bloody bandage adorning the back of Philip’s head. Bryson covered his mouth and snickered at the sight.
Bryson walked closer and began inspecting the bandage and blood caked hair of Philip, “Whoa this looks so damn nasty.”
“Philip, were you drunk or high when you fell?” I asked and wanted to know.
“Seriously, I wasn’t at the time I fell. I went to piss and just slipped on her vinyl floor in her small bathroom,” Philip said. “The worst part for Miranda was finding my shorts to take me to the hospital since it wouldn’t stop bleeding.”
“This sorry bitch called me at two to meet him at the hospital. I just finished pulling out of Katie when he called,” Nate said. “I wanted to hit that shit again.”
“Well, Miranda had to work today so I needed someone to drive me me home,” Philip said.
“Philip, I owe you one for waking us up. Early morning sex is the fucking bomb, dude,” Bryson said.
“At least someone enjoyed this early morning. After I finish, I’m heading straight to bed. My fucking head is pounding like a motherfucker,” Philip said and grabbed his head. “They did give some kick ass painkillers though.”
Bryson and I grabbed some bran cereal to eat and fill our rumbling stomachs. Nate and Philip headed up to bed after a long tiresome night and morning in the ER room. We ate and cleaned what needed to be cleaned. We stripped our bed to be laundered as well as the spare bed while we were at it since Dad would probably be staying with me Monday night or longer.
With the washer now running, Bryson and I decided to hit the streets for a short jog around the neighborhood after being strangers to the rest of the neighborhood. All either of us knew of the planned development was our trips in and out. We headed to the park area and found the basketball court completed but still lots of work until the pool area was finished. We ran near the nice lake yet could see it need some work with very little landscaping and trees. We headed back now walking and tired to see there had been little progress on the remaining houses. We ran again until we came upon the first house I looked at buying. It was still vacant for some reason. It didn’t bother me in the least since I was so thrilled with the way things now turned out and getting a much nicer house and more secluded for the time being.
The remainder of the day was a lazy Saturday for both of us. Nate was first up and told us the other deal on the first house did fall through much to the chagrin of his father but there was another offer pending.
That night I called Dad to check his plans. He would be at my house Monday and possibly Tuesday to tie up some loose ends concerning the sale of his business and other left behind matters. He wanted to sign the papers on the sale of the old house but that was still a few weeks away. After talking to Dad, a call to Mom was in order. It was the same old stories about Taylor and how was coping with it. Mom didn’t sound as if she was handling it very well and sounded so stressed out still.
When Philip did finally wake, we all had a nice laugh at his expense due to the big gash on the back of his head. The worst part was when he decided to show us. Seeing the stitched up area made my stomach turn for I absolutely hated seeing blood.
“It’s just a little scratch now. You should have been there when it did it. There was blood everywhere,” Philip laughed while I squirmed even more.
“He was laughing it up at the hospital and joking how he fell,” Nate chimed in.
Philip changed the nasty bloody bandage there so I could feel even worse inside. Nate was a good friend and reapplied a fresh new bandage. “I’d be fine if my damn head would quit throbbing,” Philip said.
“Maybe you have a concussion,” Bryson stated.
“They said a very mild one but the headaches would go away in a day or two,” Philip said and reached to down two more strong painkillers.
“Before I forget, Dad will be here Monday afternoon,” I said. “Two, I had to say it but it’s rent time as well.”
“We’re good for it,” Nate said.
“I know you all are but just a friendly reminder in case you, I mean Philip, had money that was burning a hole in his pocket,” I directed my comment at Philip.
“I got it. Don’t worry your little heart,” Philip said. “Many only worry is I’ll feel like working come Monday.”
“If you don’t, I’m sure the hospital visit will explain things,” I said.
Philip directed me to follow him to his room. He discretely pulled out the allotted amount and handed it to me in cash. In the meantime, Nate had a visitor in the person of his new girl. When I came back downstairs, Nate, Bryson and Katie were there talking. I passed on by and put away Philip’s money to deposit in my account and help pay the incoming bills that were coming in what seemed like daily now.
A few minutes later we had another visitor for the night, Brock and Ricky. After hearing about Philip, they headed up to see for themselves the little nick on the back of his head. Even from the family room, I could hear them laughing at Philip and making nasty jokes at his expense.
Bryson found me and was all smiles after visiting with his old acquaintance Katie. “She’s so cool, Xavier. We were never what you call friends in junior high, but it is nice she accepts me.”
“See, some people are fine with it,” I said.
“Fine with what?” Brock asked for he and Ricky now joined us.
“Me being gay,” Bryson said.
“I’m fine with it too now if that matters to you,” Brock said.
“I thought you were or else you would never come around,” Bryson laughed.
“I know you two were at that suck ass game last night,” Ricky commented.
“We were,” I said. “I think you guys were intimidated by them at the start.”
“Just a little,” Brock said.
“A little my ass,” Bryson laughed. “You were fucking scared to death.”
“No, we weren’t,” Brock said.
“Yes you were,” I stood up for Bryson. “I could see the look after Alex threw that first pass to the other team.”
“Xavier, it’s called an interception. Alex was fucking horrible last night,” Brock said. “If he would have been on, we would have had a chance.”
“Dude, the only chance we really had was they kept couching the ball up in the second half,” Ricky rationalized. “Brock, Alex wasn’t that bad. We just couldn’t get open. Their backs had us covered all night.”
“Still, truth was we were totally outclassed and way short on talent compared to them,” Brock said.
“Not outclassed but maybe a little bit on talent. Even I could see you guys had zero confidence in winning from the very start,” I stated.
“Next week, we’ll roll. We start conference with the worst team in the league,” Brock stated.
“I hope so,” Bryson said.
Brock and Ricky didn’t stay long with Philip now in bed and Nate with his girl. They were really just out cruising around and wanted to see what was going on at our house. They may have been seeking a party but tonight there was none at my house.
Not being in the mood to cook, Bryson and I headed off to eat out a little later than normal. We stopped by a new restaurant in our area that served up some tasty healthy food. After that, we ventured to the old coffee shop that I used to frequent often. Now there was a new and different crowd but still patronized by the young gay and lesbian crowd. Josh and his boyfriend walked in right as we were about to exit. We stayed to talk to them and meet Josh’s boyfriend. He was very arrogant and stand-offish to me or least I perceived him to be that way. All he could do was criticize different things and people in the coffee house. Be sides that, he wasn’t that cute with signs of adolescent acne scars on his face.
Bryson and I headed home after the short extended stay. Bryson agreed with me and didn’t think very highly of his friend’s love interest.
Upon coming home, Nate and Katie were on the back covered porch. They barely said hello to us when they came back inside. The pungent odor of marijuana lingered with them when they walked past us.
Bryson cut his eyes at me to gauge my reaction, “You okay?”
“What can I do about it, Bryson? At least, they did it outside like I asked,” I replied.
“This is your house, you know,” Bryson commented with his arm securely around me.
“I know but if that’s the worst he does, I can live with that,” I said. “I don’t want it to occur every night. Then I will have a problem with it.”
With a long day, we headed to bed rather early for us on a Saturday night. Once in bed, neither of us was in the mood of hot nasty sex. We enjoyed holding our naked bodies close together and kissing before we were both sound asleep.
The next day, I headed to the store alone to stock up again on food though this time we weren’t in dire need of much. It gave me a little time away from Bryson since we had been together practically the entire weekend.
When I returned, my house was back to normal for the time being. Bryson and Nate were heading out right as I drove. I spotted a basketball underneath Nate’s skinny arm and waved them on. Philip was snacking at the bar when I came in the door. He was back to old Philip with nothing on but a smile.
“I know you still are feeling the affects or else you would be right there with them,” I commented.
“I’m a little dazed and my head is still not right yet,” Philip said.
“You wanna help me out here?” I asked with my arms full.
He took the bags from my arms. I left him to put things away while I hauled in another load.
After all was put away, Philip kicked back with the remote in his hand to watch some NFL. It was my favorite but I sat there with him all the while.
“Will you be up for work tomorrow?” I asked.
“I’m gonna give it a try,” Philip said. “We’ll see though.”
“Attaboy,” I smiled.
“How long is Gary going to be here by the way?” Philip asked.
“One day possibly two. We do need to make the trip soon to Vegas at least I do if nothing else,” I commented.
“I know for damn sure my ass is partying New Year’s Eve there,” Philip laughed.
“It will be different since all of you will be 21 and can gamble,” I said.
“Fuck gambling, my ass is hitting the strip joints and staying fucking drunk as hell,” Philip laughed. “I know I will be enjoying it for a change. I would love it if Ryan could make it again like he did that one year.”
“Have you talked to him lately?” I asked about the friend he made on our trip to St. Marteen’s.
“About two weeks ago, he called my cell,” Philip said. “He’s so envious now of me living here with you.”
“I thought he was shacking with his girl,” I stated.
“Oh he is,” Philip said. “He still thinks it’s cool that you have your own house now. I sent a picture of my tattoos too. He got a big ass one on his back. It’s a big tiger.”
“I would have never imagined him getting one,” I said.
“Xavier, a lot of guys my age have them. I really love my new one,” Philip said of the Chinese symbol on his arm.
The annoying doorbell sounded off. Philip scampered to my room while I headed to the door. Carter was standing there alone.
“Hey come on in,” I said politely to Carter standing on our small porch.
“I can’t stay long,” Carter said without his usual pep.
“What’s up then?” I asked.
“Xavier, I came to say goodbye for a while. My company is transferring with all the buyouts going on. We were bought out a month ago and they are requesting that I move to Denver to keep my job,” Carter said sadly.
“I hate that you are leaving since we’ve been on good terms here lately,” I sincerely said. “Is Len going with you?”
“Not now he’s not but he says he’ll look for a job there once I get settled,” Carter said.
“Carter, will you be alright alone?” I asked.
“I’m determined that I will be,” Carter said. “I came by to say thanks for everything, Xavier. Who knows if and when I’ll return so I wanted to stop by and thank you in person.”
“I appreciate that,” I said. “Philip!” I hollered for him to say goodbye as well.
Philip came all smiles. “I heard it was just Carter.”
“Damn boy, you are still the same,” Carter said to Philip still naked and thinking nothing of it at the time.
“I heard you’re leaving us,” Philip said.
“Yeah, it’s something I have to do right now,” Carter said. He walked to Philip and gave him a big hug. Carter wrapped his hand around Philip’s big dick as they embraced. “Man, I wanna suck your dick one more time!” Carter said.
“What’s keeping you?” Philip smiled. “Hell, I love my dick sucked even by a gay guy. I don’t give a fuck!”
Both Carter and Philip looked at me. I didn’t say a word. Carter led Philip to a nearby chair. He did laugh at the bandage but he had other things on his mind. Philip sat down and spread his legs wide. Carter got on his knees. Now I was in shock but couldn’t leave.
Carter jacked Philip’s cock, “Fuck this is one big ass dick.”
Philip just smiled. I watched Philip’s dick become rock hard and was mesmorized by the sight of it. Carter licked up and down Philip’s big hard cock. Philip sat and began enjoying the feeling with his head thrown back. Carter put his mouth down and went down slowly.
“OOO fuck this feels so good!” Philip screamed while I watched in amazement, awe and shock they were actually doing this.
Carter stopped, “Xavier, I know you want some of this.” He had Philip’s cock in his hand. “There’s plenty of it.”
“It looks enticing but I better not,” I replied to the proposition.
“Come on!” Philip said. I stood my ground and shook my head no.
Carter put the cock back in his mouth. He cut his eyes at me standing there watching with Philip’s cock poking his cheek.
“Motherfucker!” Philip screamed with Carter deep throating his enormous cock. “No one was ever taken all of me.”
Carter stopped and took a deep breath. He went down again and deep throated Philip. “Oh shit yeah!” Philip moaned and watched Carter suck his cock.
The front door flew open.
TO BE CONTINUED…