Date: Wed, 12 Dec 2007 13:37:24 -0800 (PST)
From: B B <wasputz2525@yahoo.com>
Subject: Moving In with Dad for College 7

Warning:  The usual disclaimers apply here.  If you don't like any of the
following, leave now:  gay sex, vulgar or harsh language or underage
wherever you are reading this.

This is pure fiction. No one in this story is a real person, living or
deceased. Please do not copy without my consent.

I hope you enjoy!!!

	After my encounter with Mitch, I drove home and got there later
than normal.  I was no more inside and relaxed when Dad came home.

	"Xavier, what's the big smile all about tonight?" Dad asked since
it was pretty obvious that I was in a good mood.

	"Just in a good mood I guess," I replied.

	"What's his name?" Dad instinctively knew.

	"Mitch.  Damn I can't fool you can I," I said.

	"I had a feeling you met someone," Dad said.

	"The coolest part about it Dad is that he's from Vegas too.  He
thought I looked familiar when we were partners in lab.  It's really a
small world," I said.

	"Yeah Xavier it is.  I guess our time together will diminish a
little now," Dad replied.

	"I really don't plan on going full steam with this one.  He's a
little more laid back than Len.  And yeah he's what you would call my
type," I smiled.  Dad wanted to take me to dinner since neither of us
wanted to cook or liked to cook.  We chatted about his business and how
much I was starting to get the swing of things in college.

	The next day, Wednesday, it was back to the grind at college.  Len
was there waiting on me as usual.  Even though we weren't together any
more, he was still a good guy to me.  I absolutely hate it when the break
ups are hostile and I end up dreading seeing the other guy.  Actually, Len
and I were becoming better friends after we called off our relationship.
He tested me that day at lunch when we met his new boyfriend at the Union.
Nils was his name and seemed more of a fit for Len's style and personality.
I didn't mind at all seeing them together since I hoped I was starting a
new relationship.

	That night, Mitch called me at the house.  I lost track of time
while we were talking on the phone at least an hour or more.  We both
laughed and carried on like we were back in high school, which was fine
with me.

	The next day, Mitch came over to my house after I gave him
directions.  We didn't do anything I was ashamed of and just kicked back to
watch a movie.  He didn't overstay his welcome and was gone by 9.  Dad
commented to me after he was gone how much he liked Mitch and how we really
seemed to be a great match.  It makes things a lot better if your parents
are agreeable on your date.

	That Friday, Mitch and I went out on our first real date together.
We went to the movies together and then headed to the coffee house after a
movie.  By now, I was starting to know more of the crowd and always found
someone there I knew.  Mitch was a little apprehensive at first but relaxed
once we got in there. After the date, we just made out in his car before he
left to head back to his dorm.

	I opened the door and saw Dad was still up, practically waiting to
see if Mitch was coming in.  "Xavier, where's Mitch off to?"

	"His dorm, I guess," I replied.

	"Oh okay," Dad said. "I just thought he might be staying the
night."

	"We're taking it slow and getting to know each other more before we
turn it into a sexual relationship.  Mitch thinks it is better this way and
I agree.  We are going to the football game tomorrow on campus," I said.

	"That's great.  I know you guys will have a good time," Dad
said. "I really didn't know you cared much about it though."

	"I don't but it sounds like it might be fun," I said and headed to
my room for the night.  So far, I liked the direction Mitch and I were
heading and the pace at which were doing it.

	The next day, Saturday, I was actually a little excited about going
to my first football game as a student.  I had been to others like high
school but it was mostly just for the social event of the game.  When I got
to his dorm that afternoon he really seemed excited about the game.  Once I
got to the game and saw the packed stadium, my enthusiasm elevated.  It was
really a blast at the game since we were in the student section acting like
a bunch of fools. The best part was most of the guys took off their shirts
and gave both of us great things to look at.  After the game, Mitch and I
headed back to his dorm there on campus but had little time alone since his
friends on his floor were there with us talking about the game.

	The next week came in and went in a flash.  College now was
starting to get a large part of my attention and time.  Proving to myself
that I was capable of this, I was easily passing my tests that were coming
fast and furious.  Mitch and I made a little time to be together when one
of us wasn't studying.  He seemed to be just as intent as I was at making
good grades.  The pressure on him was a more intense from his parents,
while Dad was interested in my progress, he didn't press me a lot.  I still
worked out on his Bowflex and found it to be a great refuge to relieve the
stress and tension I put on myself at college and with the new
relationship.  Being early fall, I was just able to keep my dark tan going
but not really improve on it.

	That Thursday, Mitch asked if I would like to ride to Vegas with
him since he was heading home.  It sounded like a great idea even though I
wouldn't have my car.  Mom so thrilled when I told here my plans.  Mitch
picked me up at my house about 2 that Friday.  We were no more out of town
when I zonked out and was not his idea of company.  I woke shortly before
he dropped me off before he headed north to his home.

	Mom was so excited to see me as was Taylor.  I could almost
immediately see that Taylor was doing a lot better just by looking at him.
I was pleased to see he had a cute girl who was evidentially doing wonders
in his life.  My old bed actually felt pretty good when I headed off to
sleep.

	After hanging around the house most of the day and catching up
somewhat with Mom, I headed out to meet up with some old friends.  It was a
blast seeing them again and just hanging out with what friends was still
around.

	Again the weekend was a whirlwind but I was glad to see it end and
get back to my new home.  While there, I realized I had made the correct
decision in moving away.  Sure it was great just to visit but things change
and so do people.  Mom was her normal blubbering self when Mitch came to
pick me up.  I had hinted that we were dating so she had to meet him.
Mitch was very courteous and took the compliments well that Mom handed out
to him.

	We headed off to make the four hour journey back to college.  I
could see Mitch was in a great mood the second he got to Mom's house.  We
talked about our weekend and how nice it was to be home again but we were
both glad we didn't go to college there and live at home.

	About an hour into the trip, Mitch just looked at me, "Xavier, I
have a confession to make."

	Oh boy here we go. "Okay," I said expecting the worst and bracing
for an easy let down.

	"I went home to be with my girlfriend," Mitch said and my face
dropped when he said it. "But I broke it off with her, so I could be with
you and not feel so damn guilty about it anymore.  Dude, I have realized
I'm fucking gay and there ain't shit I can do.  I was just trying to fool
myself into thinking I could come home and maybe change that by being with
her."

	"Wow, were you going to break it to me if you did change?" I asked.

	"I don't know.  I would have probably continued to lead this fucked
up double life," Mitch said while we drove.

	"You guys didn't have sex before you told her did ya?" I asked.

	"Hell she wanted to but, Xavier, I knew it would be just wrong,"
Mitch laughed. "I doubt I could have even gotten hard with her even though
she is very hot."

	I just smiled and put my hand on his leg while he drove.  I leaned
over and kissed him on the cheek. "Thanks Mitch for being so honest with
me. You could have kept quiet and I would have never known.  You moved away
to college so you could explore your sexuality, didn't you?"

	"Yeah that and to get the hell out of Vegas and away from my
parents.  I had been with a few guys in high school just messing around.
Brandy, my old girl, came around at the first of the summer and just swept
me off my feet.  I thought then that I was straight or at worst bi.  Then
when I came to college, every guy I saw made my dick hard plus showering
with hot guys in the dorm really set my ass off.  Xavier, I won't lie I did
fuck a guy that lives at the dorm the first week I was there.  That told me
I was gay and then to meet your fine ass, I knew for sure," Mitch
said. "Xavier these last two weeks really has been awesome with you.  You
are really great."

	"Thanks Mitch. I have really enjoyed being with and around you.
Are we going too slowly for you in our relationship?" I asked.

	"For me, we going just at the right speed," Mitch said.

	"Hey stop at that rest stop up here," I said.

	"I could use a good piss too," Mitch said and pulled into the area.
We headed for a much needed piss and hit the road.

	Once back on the road good again, I asked, "Mitch, have you ever
had road head?"

	"What?" he replied.

	"You know, had your dick sucked while driving," I filled him in.

	"No but I like your thinking."

	"Push down your shorts.  I loved doing it," I said.  He lifted up
and pushed down his shorts to his knees.  "Now scoot the seat back as far
as you can while still pushing the gas and raise up the steering wheel."

	"Okay. Honestly I don't give a fuck if anyone sees us unless it's a
cop," Mitch said.  I leaned over and barely was able to fit.  My mouth
covered his dick and he pressed down on the pedal.  His slightly tinted
windows were great and kept anyone who passed from seeing it.  I sucked his
cock the best I could.  "Oh shit dude," Mitch said. "Keep going."

	I kept sucking him off and pushed down my shorts to play with my
cock.  It was awkward some at first but I loved doing it.  Mitch kept
driving while I licked and massaged his cock with my mouth.  After about 3
or 4 minutes, I felt his load hit the back of my throat. I milked all the
nut he had with my mouth while Mitch moaned and tried his best to
concentrate on the road. I swallowed what he gave me and rose up.

	"How was that?" I asked, savoring his taste.

	"Like you even have to ask, fucking awesome!" Mitch said.  "Let me
pull over and I'll suck you off while driving."  He pulled off at the next
exit.  We quickly changed.  I pushed down my shorts before we hit the road.
Once back out, Mitch leaned over and repaid me. His wet mouth felt so good
while I did the best I could to concentrate on the road.

	"I never took a load before," Mitch stopped for just a second.

	"I won't nut in your mouth unless you want it," I drove on.

	"Fuck it, fill my mouth with your nut. I'm gay and hell I need to
learn to love cum just like you," Mitch said and returned his mouth to my
hard cock.  I just let him do what he wanted.  I just tried to stay focused
while cars passed by.  I didn't give him any warning and filled his mouth
with my nut after a good 5 minute blowjob.

	I heard him gulp down my nut, "how was it?"

	"It was okay, salty you know, but coming from your big dick I just
loved it," Mitch said. "Now that was an experience for damn sure."

	"Hell yeah it was," I drove on while pulling up my shorts.  I
finished driving the rest of the way.  We just sang along with his CD and
radio.  He was just as bad as I was but we both just laughed and kept on
singing to pass the miles.  We swapped stories about swimming and our
sexual history.  He wasn't near as experienced with guys as I was but he
did start earlier than me, loosing his virginity at 14 where I lost mine at
16.  We enjoyed a lot of laughs together over some his stories about some
of the girls he had been with and how smelly their twats were.  I also
found out that he wasn't a big partier in high school even though we both
didn't object to it every now and then.

	I drove up to my house and unloaded my things.  We kissed goodbye.
Dad was there waiting on me when I got home.  I had to fill him in on my
weekend before I headed off to bed.  The drive home was by far the best
part of the weekend for me even though I enjoyed seeing Mom, Taylor and a
few of my friends.

Just really talking with Mitch and really being truthful with each other
was the best part, even though the road head was pretty good, too.

TO BE CONTINUED...

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