MOVING OUT   CHAPTER 9



“What is it Dad?” I asked after hearing Dad tell me there was something else besides money.  I saw the look on his face and expected the worst to follow.

“Well Xavier… the reason I was so late… was because I met with an old associate here… Xavier… he offered me a consultation job here at my own pace to where I could be close to Taylor,” Dad struttered and was the first time I had seen him so shaken.

“Dad, Philip and I will be fine.  If that’s what it takes to gain control of Taylor, do it.  He needs you a lot worse than I do right now,” I said.

“Xavier, I realize that.  I just hate leaving you and moving back here.  When I left, I promised never to live here again,” Dad said while we sat together on the front porch at Mom’s house.

“Things change.  Situations change.  Dad, I’ll miss you alright but I’m 23 years old now.  After I buy a house, then you’ll be alone again,” I said.

Dad paced around the porch.  “Xavier, what if Taylor doesn’t change or worse spends time in jail?”

“If he’s in jail, you’ll be close to visit him.  If he doesn’t change, that’s Taylor’s own doings.  Dad, he needs you!” I stated.

“I’ll think about it.  In the meantime, you make plans to buy that house if your heart is set on it.  I’ll make it happen no matter what,” Dad said.

I said goodbye with a quick hug and headed inside.  Mom and Taylor were watching television when I got back in.  It was nice spending time with them and enjoyed doing so.  I stayed quiet about what we talked about including the house.  I waited until Taylor left to talk privately with Mom.  She knew about the job offer but had yet told Taylor.  She was excited for me when I told her about the house.

The next day, Saturday, it was great waking up and tasting Mom’s breakfast again.  She couldn’t wipe the smile off her face while cooking for me and Taylor.  Taylor’s appetite was returning after he didn’t eat much after his big ordeal.  The more I was around him; little bits of the old Taylor began to surface.  His drug culture and its lifestyle still had a strong hold of him.  It would take time for him to seek out new friends that could lead him in the right direction.

Late that afternoon, Dad wanted Taylor and me to join him at the casino for some father/son time, since Taylor was 21.  I had grown up in the shadow of the casinos here in Las Vegas.  Growing up around them, the mystique and allure of the bright lights and sounds never captivated me.  Matter of fact, I had been only once to gamble but quickly became bored.

Dad was there waiting on us and was happy to see us.  He handed us each $200 and told us to enjoy ourselves.  Taylor was excited over this.  Dad and I followed behind him for he headed straight to the craps’ table. 

“Taylor, I don’t have to ask how the hell you know what you’re doing?” Dad said.

“Right, I love craps,” Taylor said. He put down a $20 bill on the table.  He was handed 4 chips.  He turned and looked at Dad, “What the hell?”

“See I told you,” Dad said. “This is a civilized game not some street game.”  Dad showed him where to place the chips.  I stood back and watched to keep an eye on Taylor while Dad actually enjoyed showing Taylor the finer points.  When it came Taylor’s time to roll, he went all out and had to show off for us.  When the bar maid came around, Taylor didn’t hesitate ordering a beer.  I just asked for water while Dad had some mixed drink. 

With Dad controlling Taylor and having fun, I wondered around the large casino floor.  I got put a $20 in a slot machine and took a seat.  I hit a few buttons and watched the wheels turn.  Quickly my $20 disappeared into the slot machine.  I walked back over and saw a large stack of chips in front of Taylor and Dad. 

“We’re killing, dude!” Taylor said with excitement.   I was glad to see him excited and having a great time with Dad at his side.

I walked around and sat down at a poker machine this time.  It did take a little more thought but it took my $20 just as quickly as the slot machine did.  Walking around more, it offered some great people watching.  There were all kinds of people from my age to elderly.  Some looked like they were hoping beyond hope to strike it rich.  It was fun watching someone jump for joy when they hit a nice jackpot.

After checking back up on Dad and Taylor, my eyes spotted an enticing slot machine.  It was themed and looked like a little fun.  I sat down and became mesmerized by the different actions and sounds of the machine.  I recouped my losses and felt good about being back even. 

I felt a small peek on my shoulder while cashing out.  I turned around.
“Oh my god!” I said instantly.  “Mitch, what are you doing here?”

“I saw wondering the same thing,” Mitch, my old boyfriend who was undecided, said.  “Can I get a hug at least? Xavier, you look great as always!”

I hugged Mitch and wished I could say the same.  He had put on weight but in the face still looked the same.  “How did you know it was me?”

“I saw Gary at the craps table.  I had to be bold and ask if it was him.  He told me you were here and pointed out where you were,” Mitch said. 

“You live here now?” I asked with Mitch sitting next to me.

“No, I was here visiting Mom and my family.  I was bored and came here to kill a little time.  Where’s Carter at?” Mitch asked.

“We’re no longer together.  He started drinking again and got a little abusive with me,” I said.

“Man, I hate to hear that.  Are you dating anyone?”

“Well.. sort of.  We just started,” I said. “How about you?”

“Xavier, I’m between girls right now.  I’m bi as they come.”

“I see not much has changed then,” I said and put some bills in the machine since we were sitting there.

“No, I still flip flop back and forth,” Mitch said and put his money in the slot machine in front of him.  “So where are you living right now?”

“I’m back with Dad.  I could spend all night telling you the shit that going on right now.  The reason I’m here is Taylor got busted last weekend.”

“Oh, I see.  That’s why you and Gary are here,” Mitch said. “Was that him with Gary?”

“Yeah, it was.  He’s changed a lot,” I said.

“Boy has he ever.  What about Philip?  Is he still around?” Mitch asked and actually hit a small jackpot with us just chatting.

“There’s another story all in itself.  Denise passed away here lately.  The cancer just ate her up towards the end,” I said.

We continued to talk back and forth while I kept filling Mitch in on various adventures and events of my life.  I literally froze when I saw my machine practically blow up.  “What’s going on here?!” I said and puzzled at the machine.

“Wow Xavier, you hit this machine for $1200!!!” Mitch said excitingly and pointed out on the machine what I had won.

“Oh my God, I guess I did!!!”

“Damn you are one lucky dude,” Mitch patted me on the back.

I stopped right then and knew it was time to cash out my winnings.  Mitch and I walked back to find Dad and Taylor still with a large amount of chips.  I showed Dad my receipt and saw him smile.

After Dad and Taylor finished, the four of us including Mitch headed to seek out some food.  I called Mom to fill her in on what we were doing since we had been there awhile.  Dad had coupons for us to dine at the buffet located in the casino.  The food looked way better than it tasted though but filled us all up.

Taylor and I stayed a lot longer than I anticipated.  After we ate, Taylor headed straight for the crap’s table with Dad in tow.  Mitch and I walked around and relived old times.  He left me an hour later to head back to his Mom’s house with the promise of staying in touch. 

I had to pull Dad and Taylor away from the table by the end.  Taylor was starting to feel the effects of a few too many beers by then.  It was a lot of fun for a change to see Dad’s world in the casino.  Dad really enjoyed that both Taylor and I got to be there with him and experience something he thoroughly enjoyed.  Taylor was excited that he had won some cash though not as much as I had won.

Mom was there waiting for us when we got to her house.  She could smell the beer on Taylor but I defended him since he was with Dad the entire time.  She enjoyed hearing Taylor excitement once she cooled down.  She was even more surprised when I told her that I had run into Mitch out of the blue.

After Mom headed to bed, Taylor and I had a nice adult brotherly talk.   I got a few things off my chest and told him how hurt we were.  He said he could see and feel the love with hopes of never retreating but it would take time.  It was just talk at the time but hope he would put actions to his words and be a functioning person in society once his troubles were behind him.

The next day, Sunday, I hated to leave but waited to see what lay ahead back with Philip and his crew.  I packed up my things about noon.  Mom didn’t want to let me go and cried on me.  Nothing doing, Taylor wanted to go see Dad again.  I laughed and took him.  Dad was there waiting on him with a big smile.

“Xavier, I’ll try and be home by mid week.  I’ll call you later and let you know for sure,” Dad said with me leaving Taylor with him.  I was glad to see they were doing things together but knew Taylor’s addictive personality.

Once home, the house was empty but showed the signs of Philip with food on the coffee table and trash littering the house.  I put my things away in my room.  I noticed my bed was still unmade but knew I didn’t do it after leaving Bryson.  I started our laundry and called Philip first to tell him I was back.  He was working but would be home in less than an hour.  I called Bryson to talk to him and see what his plans were for the night.  He had none and was waiting to hear from me.

Bryson was at the house in no time.  His smile was great to see.  We kissed and held each other for a moment.

“Did you miss me?” I asked.

“Hell yea, I missed you.  Did you miss me?”

“I actually did.  So what happened here this weekend if I can ask?”

“All I know is Nate and Philip were here.  I think their girls stayed with them but other than that I don’t have clue,” Bryson replied.

“Yea, that makes sense,” I said. “What did you do?”

“A whole lot of nothing since Philip was tied up.  I hung around the house some but that was about it and waited for someone to call my ass,” Bryson said.

“I was a little tied up,” I said.

“What with an ex-boyfriend?” Bryson joked.

“Well.. I did see one out of the blue,” I said.  “But he’s so fucked up still.”

“Man, you have really picked some winners, haven’t you Xavier?” Bryson laughed. “I’m really scared now.”

“No, he can’t decide whether he wants to be with a guy or girl,” I said.

“Oh he’s a real swinger then,” Bryson said.

“Yeah, he likes both,” I said.

Bryson helped me with laundry until Philip came literally bouncing in the door.  “Wassup bitches?” Philip asked with Nate right behind him.

“Cleaning your shit up, bitch,” Bryson said before I could say it.

“Chill dudes, it’s all good.  I wasn’t expecting Xavier home so soon,” Philip said. “So how was everyone?”

“Everyone was good and they all asked about you,” I commented.

“You tell me I was getting fucked the whole time you were gone.  Miranda’s pussy is so worn and stretched its unreal dudes.  I boned that bitch so much this weekend.  Nate here is got him some good pussy too,” Philip bragged.

“Hell yeah I did,” Nate smiled. “How about you, Bryson?”

“No, he’s gay and fucked Xavier here Thursday,” Philip said. 

“Fuck you, Philip!” Bryson screamed at the top of his lungs and bolted out the back door.

“Dude, I had no idea he and your brother were queer,” Nate said and was stunned by the reaction.

I ran out and found Bryson almost crying on a lounger.  “I told his ass not to say shit!” Bryson said. “Fuck him Xavier!”

“Bryson, it’s cool. Calm down!” I consoled him. “I thought you said he knew.”

“No not Nate, this is not fucking cool!” Bryson said,  holding back tears.

The back door opened. “Bryson, I’m sorry!” Philip pleaded with his friend.

“Yeah dude, it’s cool with me,” Nate said. “Don’t worry about it.”

“I told you not to say a word!” Bryson said to Philip with his jaw clinched tightly.

“I said I’m sorry.  It slipped.  Nate doesn’t care and if he does, I’ll kick his ass.  He either accepts my friends and brother or he’s no friend of mine,” Philip said. “You know me, Bryson. I don’t put up with that shit.”

“Dude chill! It’s all good, Bryson. I don’t care,” Nate said. “You’re one less guy I have to worry about stealing my girls. Now, Philip is different story.”

“Alright then,” Bryson stood up and shook Philip’s and Nate’s hand in their unique way.

“So everything kosher now?” I asked and was relieved that was over.  I didn’t need any more drama.

“Yeah, I think its awesome Philip’s brother and friend are hooking up,” Nate said.

“It better be, bitch!” Bryson laughed and appeared back to being Bryson.

Once the excitement, drama and tension faded, we headed back inside.  Philip and Nate didn’t stay very long for their original intention was to get Philip some clothes to head out on a double date. 

“I overreacted just a little,” Bryson said.

“No you didn’t.  You weren’t expecting Philip to out you,” I said and held Bryson close to me.

“I just knew Nate would hate me.  I was going to tell him since he would find out sooner or later but I wanted it to be on my terms,” Bryson said.

“See, Philip isn’t going to let anyone say bad things about us in front of us.  He’s great at taking up for me,” I said in pride.

“He is.  If I lived with a gay guy growing up, I might be the same way.  He sees that you are a good person and no different than him except you like guys,” Bryson said.

“Exactly,” I replied.  It was great to be back with Bryson and feel his muscular well built body.  I got up and grabbed two towels for us to head out the back door to the pool.  We dropped our clothes and kissed there on the concrete surround.  I grabbed Bryson’s hand and led him to the steps of the pool.  We sat down with the water covering our waist.

“Xavier, being here with you has made my day,” Bryson said. “Any regrets though you were pushed to be with me?”

“None whatsoever Bryson.  Driving alone gave me a lot of time to analysis our situation.  I enjoying being around you for you brighten up my day,” I said.

“You do the same for me.  Even though we had only one true date, I feel something could be brewing.  I’ve longed for a mature relationship with a guy all summer long.  I’m absolutely sick of being played and the games that come along with it.  I can tell you respect me.  You laugh at my corniness and know exactly when its proper to be affectionate,” Bryson said.

“Thanks Bryson,” I said with a kiss on his cheek.  We held each other there on the steps.  “I need you however to keep a secret for a short time though.”

“I can Xavier.  I promise not to let it slip,” Bryson said.

“I had a nice talk with Dad over the weekend.  He gave me his blessings on the house.”

“That is the bomb, dude!  Philip will shit his pants,” Bryson said.

“I also learned Dad might be staying in Vegas permanently though to be around my brother and take a consulting job.”

“You’re set then, Xavier.”

“It means it will be just Philip and me here with the rest of my family in Vegas.”

“Oh I see.  I know you guys are really close.  I can tell you aren’t real happy with that.”

“I’ll make it.  With Dad gone, I’ll have to worry about Philip and his well being.  Bryson, we are all he has now.  I don’t want him to go wild and end up like my brother.”

“Philip will be just fine.  You might think he will go crazy but he’s fairly well grounded.  Sure we both like to party some but Philip hasn’t made it the center of his universe since I’ve known him.  He’s not one who seeks out a party like a lot of guys I’ve been around.  I’m sure he could be swayed to go that way but if his last relationship is any indication, he’ll try it and see that its not for him.”

“Wow Bryson, you actually make me feel better already about this.  I can’t wait to tell but it looks like they’ll have to wait.”

“He and Nate are strictly in pussy-mode right now.  He does appear to have a high sex drive but I can see why,” Bryson laughed.

“I can live with that since I know how he feels,” I smiled.

“Ummm… me too!” Bryson petted my cheek.

Without saying a word, I put him on the ledge of the pool.  Bryson smiled at me before I dove down to his waiting wet cock.  It went straight in my mouth without hesitation. 

“MMMM, fuck yeah Xavier!!” Bryson leaned back on his hands.

It was so erotic and spontaneous.  This wasn’t planned or preconceived.  It just happened which made it that much more exciting for both of us.  Hearing Bryson moaning made my desire to please his cock even more.  I sucked down to the base and could smell the chlorine from the pool in his pubes. 

“Yes, Xavier! Yes, baby!” Bryson screamed. “Fuck this is blazing hot!”

My mouth went up and down.  His cock came out of my mouth.  I licked it and slapped my jaws with it.  His cock went back in my mouth while I paid homage to his great tan abs with my hands.  Bryson ran his fingers through my hair while I looked up to see his delight.

My mouth grew tired after sucking and licking his wonderful cock.  I stopped and pulled off.  He jerked a few times and coated my face with his white creamy juice.  I returned his cock to my mouth to milk the last drops of goodness from him.

“Fuck!” Bryson screamed before covering my mouth with his lips. 

He slid his body down my torso while I was perched on the ledge.  His mouth found my cock after a tantalizing lick.  I too leaned back in the sun and watched Bryson devour what he could of my 8 inches.  His mouth felt so warm and much need.  He worked his tongue on my underside with my cock in his mouth.  I groaned and praised his efforts.  He stopped to kiss up my stomach before returning to continue his work. 

“OOO yes.  This feels so good!” I groaned and moaned in such pleasure.

His sliding mouth felt so incredible.  He stopped, “Fuck my face with this big cock!”

My hands found his head and pulled his mouth back and forth.  I could hear a slight gag and slowed up.  Bryson looked at me with his big brown eyes and great lashes.  I continued to feed him my hard throbbing cock. 

“Oh shit!” I screamed and pushed him away.  I leaned back and cum covered my lower body.  Bryson found my spent cock and cleaned it with his mouth.  I got off the ledge and grabbed him.  We made out in the shallow end of the pool.  We both sat back on the steps and looked at each other.

We played in the pool after a few minutes before retreating to the nearby chairs.  As much as I didn’t want to have another boyfriend, it was definitely occurring.  We sat and talked on for some time.  I hated to see him leave me that night around 10.

TO BE CONTINUED…


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