Possibilities

Hey y'all! Here is another one for ya. I hope you like it. I enjoyed writing it, remembering it. This is one I definitely plan to add chapters too. The first chapter is a little slow as I set the scene. As always, I look forward to your feedback and welcome your comments. Enjoy!

Thanks, Aiden.

So, I was going through a divorce and money was very tight with child support, alimony and the bills of running a second house. I was working two jobs, and running a side hustle working on cars in what little spare time I had left. I was still fighting to have enough money at the end of the month.

I found myself at Walmart one morning picking up a few things for dinner that night and I ran into a guy I used to work with. Mike was a thin young man, kind of socially awkward. I had worked with him on a part time job several years earlier, prior to my divorce. He gave off a slight impression back then of being gay, but wasn't super flamboyant about it. Back then, I found myself pretty heavily attracted to him.

He left the job a few months before the season came to a close. I hadn't had much contact with him after that. I found him on MYSPACE...I know, that dates the beginning of our friendship. We chatted a little here and there until MYSPACE became irrelevant and faded into the realms of oblivion. Anyway, back to my story.

I was standing in the dairy section at Walmart when I heard a voice behind me “Aiden, is that you?” I turned my head to find the man I had worked with several years back.

“Hey Mike.” I responded as I turned around to face him.

We talked for several minutes, catching up with where each of us were in our lives. I immediately felt the old attraction standing there talking with him. He hadn't changed much. He still dressed with a goth undertone, his big brown eyes still sparkled. The brief conversation ended in a promise to get together in the near future for a beer and hang out. We exchanged phone numbers and went our separate ways.

A few weeks later I received a text from Mike and we agreed to meet at a local bar for that beer and conversation. I arrived a little early and grabbed us a table across the room from the actual bar. Not knowing what Mike drank, I only got myself a Budweiser and a shot, sat down at the table and drew my attention to my phone.

Shortly after I started scrolling Facebook, Mike walked through the door and made his way to where I was sitting. “Hey Aiden, I'm gonna go grab a drink, I'll be right back.” he said as he acknowledged me, turned and walked towards the bar.

As he walked up to the bar I found myself tracking his movements in his baggy black pants with several buckles running down each pant leg and a black T shirt. His hair was kind of shaggy long and still the same light brown.

The conversation was typical until about the forth beer and a number of shots. My inhibitions seemed to disappear.

“Mike, you look good tonight.” I offered, hoping to change direction of the conversation.

“Ah, thanks man.” he responded with a quick flash of surprise across his thin face.

“I have a question Mike. And then I want to tell you something.” I continued in my fearless intoxicated confidence.

“Ask away.” he said getting serious for a minute.

“Are you gay?” I quizzed him.

“Well, I didn't expect that.” he answered and left a dramatic pause before continuing, “Uh, kinda, I guess. I've had girlfriends in high school, but yeah, I guess, I'm more into guys.”

“Remember when we worked together?” I reminded him. “I found myself pretty attracted to you.”

“Are you serious? I didn't know that! Are you into guys?” his face was a little lit up and smiling.

“I guess I am bi. I have been with more women than men, but in high school I had a friend that we used to do things with each other.” I answered, suddenly regretting my bold false confidence.

The conversation went on and we each shared some intimate details and stories with each other. I found myself completely turned on by Mike and our conversation when he dropped a change of topic question. “Can I ask you something else?

In my mind, he was about to ask me to take him home with me. “Of course.” The instant anticipation was driving my mind and my semi hard on crazy.

“You don't have to answer this tonight. And I know it's a lot to ask of you. We hardly know each other.” he led. I was going crazy as the words came out of his mouth.

“I know, but go ahead and ask.” I responded trying not to seem too anxious.

“My boyfriend and I moved back here a few weeks ago. My step dad is a dick and don't accept that I have a boyfriend. We are staying with my parents, but my step dad won't let Kyle stay, or even come into my room. He wants Kyle to find somewhere else to stay.” he continued. “Do you have a place he could stay. Maybe he can rent a room from you or something?”

Being pretty good and drunk, my mind reeled a little and found the entrance to a new avenue to get into Mike's pants and make a little extra money. “Ah, actually I do have a spare room at the house.” I offered.

“Awesome!” he squealed. “I gotta go, but can I call you tomorrow and talk about it?”

“Yeah, that's cool.” I said, still amped up but feeling slightly disappointed.

Again, we parted ways. He walked up, paid his tab and left. I sat there for a little longer, finishing my beer and did the same.

Around lunchtime the next day, the phone call came. We discussed rent, some basic rules and expectations. I told him I had to meet this Kyle before I would agree, but it all seemed to sound good to me. Mike said he would bring Kyle over in a few hours for us to meet. I told him that it sounded like a plan and we said our goodbyes.

Eagerly watching the clock, I was excited for the four o'clock meeting and time was creeping by. Finally after what seemed like days, the hours passed. With a knock at the door, the meeting began.

Kyle was a husky blonde man about the same age as Mike, probably mid twenties. Still fifteen years my minor. He had pretty ice blue eyes and stood about five feet and five inches tall. Dressed in faded blue jeans and a wrinkled blue T shirt that was a size too small. He wasn't a big guy, maybe a hundred and sixty pounds but next to Mike's hundred and twenty pound body of about the same height the difference was very noticeable.

Introductions were made and I liked Kyle. He was friendly and respectful. He was a good looking guy. We talked for a while, the conversation was going on as normal when I found a segway into the room rental. I told them what I expected for rent, how I wanted the living arraignments to be...them keeping the room clean, cleaning behind themselves in the common places and how I expected them to behave when my kids were visiting. That's when I found out...

“It's only going to be Kyle for a little while, eventually I will move in too. But, I will probably stay over sometimes if that's ok?” Mike asked.

“Yeah, that's fine. Just remember, sometimes my kids will be here. Keep things decent while they are here please.” I confirmed with them as I felt an excitement of sharing a house with a gay couple. The possibilities were endless.

“Also, I need to let you know, that Kyle and I are open. So, if you're ok with it, don't freak out if Kyle has a friend come over from time to time.” Mike informed me. Again, endless possibilities.

“Open?” I questioned as if I hadn't already assumed what he meant.

“We are both bottoms although Kyle is verse.” Mike said. “So occasionally, Kyle likes to meet up with a top to satisfy that side of him.”

“Really?” I asked kind of shocked, but mostly unaware of what an actual gay relationship looked like.

“Yeah, and don't worry. It's not one sided. Sometimes I find a different top to add some flavor to my desires too.” Mike chuckled as he one arm hugged Kyle.

Inside, I felt a little disappointed because although I didn't have a lot of experience, I was more inclined to receive than give. But Kyle was verse, so the possibilities were still around.

“Would you be interested in some extra benefits from me staying here?” Kyle asked with a cute smirk stretching across his face.

Sober me was back to reserved me, insecure me. “I wouldn't be against it. But lets see how things go.” I answered.

I seen Mike glance over at Kyle with a smile and a wink. He stood up saying he needed a soda and asked if I had anything to drink. I pointed to the garage and told him there was a refrigerator out there.

As he walked towards the garage, Kyle got up from the recliner he had been sitting in and walked over to where I was sitting on one end of the couch. He knelt down in front of me, pushing the coffee table back a little bit to make some room for himself. I grinned at him, feeling a little uncomfortable but very excited. I could feel my pants getting tighter as Kyle slid his hands up the outside of my legs and crossed the tops of them to my crotch.

Rubbing his fingers over the outlined and growing bulge in my pants, he was looking up into my eyes. It was slightly awkward, but I had no intention of stopping him. Although, my thoughts did occasionally drift to what Mike was doing and what he would think if he walked back through the garage door.

My attention was brought back to Kyle as I felt his fingers fumble with the zipper on my jeans. As the sound of the zipper filled my ears, I felt his warm fingers hunting inside my pants. Their target, my now solid shaft. I shifted around a little and unfastened the button at the top of my pants to help make room for his hands to explore. The loosening of my jeans allowed my cock to move into a more comfortable position and gave Kyle the room he needed to bring my manhood out into the open air.

Stroking my cock up and down with his soft, warm hands, felt so good to me. I closed my eyes and laid my head back on the couch and got lost in it until I felt his warm, wet mouth take my cut mushroom head. With a deep sigh, I opened my eyes to watch Kyle take my full seven inches into his mouth.

As his head bobbed up to the rim of my cock head and down to my trimmed pubic hairs, I heard the door knob to the garage rattle, then open. I looked up just in time to see Mike breaching the threshold into the living room where my cock was plugged into his boyfriend's mouth. He was smiling. I smiled back at him and closed my eyes to enjoy feeling Kyle sucking my dick.

Instinctively, my hands went to Kyle's head and my fingers locked into his long blonde locks. With my hands, I guided Kyle's head up and down my steel hard shaft. His moans vibrated on my cock. His hands were placed on my jeans, at my ass cheeks laying against the couch and firmly holding position.

Opening my eyes, I looked down at Kyle enjoying his meal then up to Mike who was also enjoying watching Kyle enjoy his meal. I thought to myself, “open”. I nodded at Mike and he responded in kind. Then I closed my eyes again, feeling a cool tingle in my toes and letting the moans of pleasure I was holding in, escape my mouth.

Suddenly, I felt Kyle take my nut sack in his hand and begin rolling them around. I opened my eyes to watch him and saw Mike standing over me with his arm extended towards me. His hand was caressing my balls, Kyle's hands were still placed at my sides on the couch. That pushed me over the edge.

My cock started to throb in Kyle's mouth, I'm sure my balls were spasming in Mike's hand as I unloaded my first of several volleys of cum into Mike's boyfriend's mouth. Being sure to milk every drop of my man juice, Kyle stayed intent on the job at hand until the tickle got to be a little more than I could take. He took my squirming as a sign that my balls were indeed empty and withdrew my cock from his mouth.

With a close mouthed smile and some of my cum running down the corner of his mouth, he stood up and faced his man. He leaned over to Mike and pressed his lips to Mike's lips. Once connected Kyle fed his prize to his man in a deep and passionate cum saturated kiss as I sat in awe with my cock shrinking back to it's normal size. As I watched, I let my eyes stroll Mike and Kyle's bodies noticing each man had bulges in their pants.

“Holy Shit!” I breathed breaking the silence and unfortunately, their embrace. “That was amazing!”

“I'm glad you liked it.” Kyle said with Mike agreeing.

“Benefits!” Mike laughed.

Plans were made for Kyle to move in the next morning, we said our goodbyes and they left. I closed the door feeling both relieved and excited for the possibilities.