MOVING OUT CHAPTER 1

This is a continuation of the “Moving In with Dad” series.  The characters will be used and references to the other long series.


I finished up at work and was more than ready for the weekend here in early hot June.  It seemed every day I was learning some new and creative at the nice architectural firm I was working for.  It was near 6 by the time I left work that Friday.  Traffic from work was nasty as always but gave me time to gather my thoughts.

“Xavier, where have you been?” Carter asked when I walked in the door of our nice 2 bedroom apartment.

“Work then fought traffic forever,” I replied.

Carter headed my direction and landed a soft kiss on my lips.  It was refreshing and much needed.  “So do we have any plans tonight?” Carter asked heading to the refrigerator.

“No, not really.  I was going to check on Dad and see how he was making it,” I replied.

“Yeah, he has had it rather rough since Denise passed away in April.  Have you seen Philip much lately?” Carter asked and grabbed a beer.

“No, he’s pretty much buried with his girlfriend since he moved in with her after Denise passed,” I replied.

Carter sat down on the sofa with me and put his arm around me.  Still after 4 years, he was very loving and caring as he always was.  The worst thing now was he returned to the bottle after being basically sober during our relationship.  He started drinking again when we moved out after I graduated.  He knew I didn’t mind if he could control it but that controlling his was a problem.

“Since we’re not doing much, you care if I run over to Dad’s?  I won’t stay long if I can help,” I asked.

“No go ahead.  I’ll be here or at the gym,” Carter replied.

I changed clothes and found some shorts and a shirt to be more comfortable.  I headed out and drove the short distance to Dad’s after calling him to make sure he was going to be at home. 

A smile came across my face when I drove up the drive.  This nice large house brought so many great memories even though the last several months had been rather rough on all of us.  Denise fought like a champion after her cancer reappeared in November.  The loss had been hard for Dad but now he seemed to be adjusting the best he could.

I knocked on the door and headed inside.  Dad was in his favorite recliner and half asleep with the television on a sports channel like usual. 

“How are you doing?” I asked.

“Not bad, actually, Xavier.  It sure has been quiet around here.  From being alone to you then Philip and Denise to now,” Dad said.

I found the couch and sat down near Dad.  “How are things going at work?” I initiated the conversation.

“The same basically.  You still like it over where you are?” Dad asked.

“Oh yeah!”

“I’ve heard nothing but good things about you from Henry since you started working there. You have really impressed them like I knew you could.”

“I’m still learning every day.  I try my hardest to give an honest effort.”

“That’s all they ask,” Dad said.  The door bell rang.  We just looked at each other for a second.  I walked to the door and peeked out.  A big smile came on my face when I opened the door seeing Philip, who was now 20, standing there.  We embraced immediately and still had a great relationship with his girlfriend standing behind his tall tan slender body still with shaggy blond hair but now had earrings like I did.

“What brings you by?” I asked.

“I came to grab some clothes.  Jenny wanted to go swimming too if that’s okay,” Philip replied.

“It’s still there, Philip,” Dad said from his chair. “The pool might as well get some use now with every one gone.”

Philip and Jenny spoke to Dad before slipping out the back door to the pool area.  It just looked so empty now after all of us were gone.  There really were some fun days and nights spend in and around the well landscaped pool area.  The pool house where Carter and I lived looked so dead now and now had little purpose other than storage and the occasional changing area.

“Xavier, I’ve been thinking about selling this place,” Dad said. “It is so big with just me here alone.  It really takes a lot of work to keep it looking nice.”

“Dad, whatever you decide is fine with me.  I totally understand if you decide to sell,” I said. “I’m sure it’s hard on you to keep up.”

We talked for a moment before I headed out back to see Philip.  I was rather shocked to see he was naked sitting on the edge of the pool with Jenny topless as well. Jenny was what I had always pictured Philip with.  She had long bleach blond hair, nice tits and a good figure as well. When Philip saw me come outside, he just smiled.

“I see why you came here now,” I smiled.

“Hell yeah, Xavier.  Where else can we go and get butt ass naked?” Philip laughed.  He stood up and headed to dive off the board.  My eyes were filled with his extraordinarily hot dark body.  His abs were ripped like mine were and still were to an extent.  He dove off the board and swam leisurely to Jenny.  When he got to her, he reached up and pulled off her bottoms to stick his long tongue between his legs.

“Damn Philip!” she screamed in embarrassment.

“Xavier doesn’t give a fuck.  Do you Xavier?” Philip said to me watching from a lounge chair.  “Hell, he’s gay so like he cares if he sees your shaved twat. He knows how much I like girls.”

“Philip, you have to remember that she barely knows me.  I’ve seen you naked since you were 15,” I laughed.

“Ask Xavier.  I’ve never been shy to show off my big shit,” Philip said.

“No he hasn’t,” I laughed. “He’s quite the exhibitionist around here. He didn’t care who saw him.” 

“Xavier, drop those shorts and get your ass in here with us,” Philip said.

“I’m fine.”

“Come on, dude.  Show Jenny what kind of swimmer you are.  I told her you were the best around,” Philip prodded me.

“Xavier, I don’t mind if you join us,” Jenny said while clinging close to Philip’s body in the water.

I gave it some thought and headed to the pool house.  I found a box of old swimwear from my modeling days.  I threw on a pair of trunks and headed out to join Philip and Jenny.  When I got back, Dad was out near the pool and talking with Philip.

I dove right in and felt the warm refreshing water.  “Xavier, what the hell, dude?” Philip asked.

“What?”

“Get rid of that suit and really join us,” Philip said.

I looked at Dad.  He just smiled and nodded.  “Like you two haven't swam naked back here before,” Dad laughed.

I slid off my trunks and tossed them on the edge of the pool.  It did feel great but awkward with Philip’s girlfriend there. 

“Xavier, I’ll race you,” Philip requested.

“Fine, I’ll show you up like always,” I smiled.  We swam to the deep end.  Now I had to get out and bare my naked body.  I didn’t mind and was still in great shape at 23.  Jenny counted down and off we went.  Philip started out ahead but in the end, I outdistanced him a full body length.

“You still got it,” Xavier smiled at the end.

“No, I never lost it.” I laughed.  Jenny joined us and laughed at Philip before we got out and sat with Dad.   I called Carter to tell him I was running late but could tell by his voice he didn’t mind.  Philip and Jenny didn’t hang around very long and headed off after Philip grabbed some shorts and sandals.

“Philip is a grown man now.  I see a lot of him in me at that age,” Dad laughed.

“I know.  It’s almost scary,” I said.

“Xavier, how’s your mom and Taylor doing?  I talked to Taylor like a week ago but it was rather brief,” Dad asked.

“Mom’s still the same and can’t make up her mind whether she wants to get married or not,” I laughed. “Taylor was doing pretty good the last time I talked to him.”

“Yeah, I still worry about him.  I tried to talk him into moving in with me but he’s like Philip and loves living with that girl too much,” Dad said.

“Yeah, I worry too.  I’m not sure she’s a great influence on him the way Mom talks about her.”

“Kathy told me she’s not the best for him, but you know how bullheaded Taylor is.  Now, none of us can tell him a thing.  I try to do my best and bribe him but he just keeps on fucking up.  One day, he’ll have to pay big time,” Dad said.

“I know.  I’ve tried talking to him too but it’s like talking to a wall,” I said.  I stood up and hated to leave Dad.  “Dad, I better get back and check on Carter.”

“Man, I wish he hadn’t started back drinking again.  Melissa worries herself sick sometimes but knows you’re there for him.”

“Yeah she’s talked to me about it some.  He knows his mom worries but still does it,” I headed to the door.

Once outside, I waved at my old neighbor Michael who lives across the street.  He is so roided up now it’s unbelievable.  He’s now a walking musclehead and so obsessed with weights and how big he is.

I opened the door and found Carter lying on the couch with a vodka bottle in his hand.  He still looked hot as ever and had surpassed me due to his love of the gym.  I leaned over and kissed him.  I could taste the alcohol on his breath.  I took the bottle from his hand and placed it on the counter.

“What the fuck?!” Carter screamed at me.

“I think you’ve had enough for the night already.”

Carter could barely walk and stumbled to get the bottle off the counter.  “I know when I’ve had enough, motherfucker.”

“Look at you. You can barely fucking walk.  I think that’s enough!” I began to get angry. 

Carter knew I was pissed and retreated to the couch.  We sat silently for a few minutes before he ran to piss.  After coming out the bathroom, he headed to our bedroom.  I followed him there and saw his naked body spread out on top of our queen size bed.  He motioned me over.  I came and stood beside him.  He pulled off my shorts and bikini underwear in one motion.  His mouth went straight for my cock.  Even drunk, Carter could still suck my 8 inch cut cock as good as ever.  I pushed him over and took his inviting 9 plus inch cock in my mouth.  We sixty nined right there on the bed.  I stuck my finger up his nice muscular ass while slurping the goodness of his cock.  Carter was still sucking me.  

“Xavier, fuck my drunk ass!” Carter said.

Carter got on his knees.  My wet cock from his saliva easily slid in his ass.  I grabbed his hips and immediately started fucking him steadily with my throbbing cock.  This part never got old to me for we did our best to keep it fresh and exciting.  I ran my hands down his spine while my balls slapped his ass.  Carter moaned and groaned as always.  I reached under and found his cock while steadily going in and out.  I leaned over and kissed the small of his back while pumping his cock.  

Carter laid on his side with his toned legs on mine.  I slid my cock back in his hot hole and wrapped my arms around his solid chest.  He leaned back to kiss me while we fucked.  Our bed shook slightly with our motions.  I moved slightly for a better angle and punished his hot ass.   We both moaned in ecstasy with each deep plunge into his ass.  I jerked his cock violently while still giving him all I had.  My abs contracted and my load shot deep into his bowels.  Carter moaned just as I finished and shot his load on our sheets.  I slid out of him and kissed him passionately.  Through the years, we both cherished our sex together. 

Shortly after kissing him and petting his blond hair and multi-pierced ears, Carter was literally passed out in the middle of the bed.  I pushed him over and saw cum oozing out of his inflamed hot hole.  I tasted the nice combination before curling up next to his naked body.

Waking up the next morning, Saturday, I observed Carter’s nice body for a moment before heading to the bathroom.  I grabbed something to eat from the pantry in our kitchen and sat down at the small table.  I heard Carter finally get up and mumble something to himself.

“I’m in here,” I yelled to him.

He came out with nothing on but his wide smile.  When sober, he was the same Carter.  He kissed me as usual before heading to the refrigerator.

“What the hell Xavier, you took all the milk,” Carter said.

“Well, there’s still juice in there.  I actually thought you went Thursday to the store to stock up for us,” I commented while seeing his cute ass bent over.

“I guess that’s my fault then,” Carter poured a glass of orange juice and sat across from me.  “Was I bad last night?”

“No about the same as always, Carter,” I replied.

“Xavier, I just start drinking and can’t stop.”

“I know.  Maybe you shouldn’t even start.”

“It was just a beer home from work and goes from there.”

“Carter that’s every day now,” I said in a little disgust.  “When you finish, we’ll head to the gym.  That way we don’t argue there.”

“We don’t argue when we have hot sex like last night,” Carter smiled.

“That’s true,” I stated.  I finished up and put my dishes away in the sink.  Carter finished up as well. 

We both dressed to head down to the nice gym down the street that we both enjoyed and held memberships at.  Carter now was more or a regular than I was and it showed too.  I still was fit but not like my modeling days when there wasn’t an ounce of fat anywhere on my body.  I wanted to get back to tip-top shape but the drive just wasn’t there like it used to be.  At the gym, we both worked hard and did our personal routines.  My routine now was as much cardio where Carter hit the free weights to build bulk naturally.

After working out, we headed to do some shopping together for more summer clothes.  Carter stopped by for a minute to see his mother Melissa before we headed to a few of our favorite stores.   We picked out a few shirts and shorts before heading back to our apartment.  On the way back, we stopped off to get a hair cut and highlights for our hair.  

Our Saturday night started off rather nicely with being treated to a nice meal by Carter’s mom Melissa.  Carter had a few drinks with his meal while his mom’s disapproving eye stared at him the entire time.

“Carter, you are just like your father now,” Melissa noted half way through the meal.

“Maybe I am now.  It’s in my genes,” Carter said.

“That’s what worries me.  If you weren’t with Xavier, I would worry myself sick,” she stated.

“Xavier takes good care of me,” Carter said.

“I try,” I inserted.

“Carter, you don’t know how lucky you are,” she said.

We finished up and headed back to our apartment.  Once inside, Carter headed to the refrigerator for a beer.  With money from his job at the finance company, beer was fully stocked at our place at all times.  I just eyed him when he sat down.  He was as loving as ever and put his strong vein ridden arm around me to hold me close.

We were just getting comfortable when our friends, Nick and Castro, stopped by.  They lived in the complex with us and stopped by regularly to drink with Carter.  Nick was about as average as they come looks wise where Castro, as we called him, was Hispanic and a very hot looking guy.  Both grabbed a beer without asking and joined us to watch television.

After viewing some lame shows and bored with that, Carter pulled out the cards while continuing to drink.  I enjoyed playing card games whatever they were.  Our game of choice was gin rummy.  We played for an hour or so before Nick and Castro left us alone.

“Your smart ass tried your best to sabotage me, didn’t you?” Carter asked after they were gone.

“No, why would I do that?”

“I know you too well.  You wanted to take advantage of me and show me up,” Carter said and started slurring a few words.

“Carter, you were maybe a little drunk and didn’t pay attention,” I stated the facts.

Without notice, his open hit slapped me across the face.  I was stunned by the hit and his actions.  I ran immediately to the bedroom and locked the door.  I grabbed my face and began crying with Carter pulling at the door knob and screaming at me at the top of his lungs.

TO BE CONTINUED…

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