Mike could barely contain his excitement once we got home. He tried squeezing some information out of me, but I wouldn't budge. We were taking our shoes off when I stopped briefly. Mike was smiling from ear to ear, and that's when I realized I'd gotten him back. Everything was back in place, exactly as it should be. No draining thoughts were climbing out of my head anymore. No emptiness filled my soul. I wanted to be happy and share every second of it with Mike.
Mike was still standing in the doorway.
He was scratching the back of his head, and I could see him blush a bit.
There was a tingling feeling all over my body.
Seeing Mike like this made excited me.
"I'm really glad you are here bro."
"I'm glad to be here too bro."
We just stood there, and it got awkward.
"Okay, you are not ready for this! Come!"
I pulled Mike by his arm and dragged him into the living room. I might've thrown him onto our coach a little too hard because he almost bounced off. I scooted close to him and pulled out my phone. It felt good to be so close to Mike.
"Is it something on your phone?"
"Yeah, well, not fully... wait, you'll see in a sec."
I typed in the website on my phone.
There it was.
"Woah, their bodies are insane, dude! But why are you showing me this?"
"Hold on, dude."
I typed in Coach's profile name. Even if I had tried, I couldn't have gotten the name out of my head.
"Okay, who is this dude? Wait... is that? Is that COACH TOM?!"
"Ahuh!"
"NO!"
"Yup!"
"NO WAY BRO!"
Mike's expression was beyond shocked. His jaw dropped, and his eyes were wide open. He ran his hand through his face.
"I was shocked too."
"Wha... Look at him! I can tell it's him, that beard, and those hairy legs.
Look! He is only wearing a thong in this one."
"Oh, I think he wears far kinkier shit on here."
"Bro, I still can't believe this! It's actually him. And is he... Yeah, he is riding a dildo in that clip!"
"Well, even your Coach can be a man slut."
"Fuck, dude, how did you even find this?"
"Well, here is the crazy part... Coach shoved it to me."
Mike jumped up on the Coach. He was freaking out at this point.
"WHAT! Did he show you this? H-How, why?!"
"Well, he was teaching me things, I told him some personal stuff about myself, about us, and he told me this in return. So we would trust each other."
"Bro! WoW! So wait, what did you tell him about us?"
Shit, I didn't know if Mike would get mad at me for this.
"Well, um, I told him what we did, vaguely, and I told him how that made me feel."
"Oh, okay. I get that. Did it help you out?"
"Yeah, yeah, it did."
"Okay, it's fine by me then."
That was sweet of him to say. I liked this side of Mike. It was soft?
"It's all still pretty fucking insane, though, HAH!"
"Yeah, I know, dude... Hey, do you want to watch something of his? It says here, one free video preview."
"Oh, shit dude! Should we?"
"I don't know, should we?"
We looked intensely into each other's eyes. There was a mutual agreement building up inside our gaze. Mike licked his lips.
"Let's find a good one."
I scrolled on Coach's page for a while.
"Dude, stop, STOP! Is that our locker room?"
Holly shit Mike was right! I read the title out loud.
"Pervy Coach takes a break and plays with himself."
"He did not."
"Oh, I think he did. We have to watch that one."
I clicked on the video. It started loading. That's when I noticed Mike shuffling around a bit. He was tenting, and I watched as he adjusted his crotch.
"What dude! This is exciting."
He looked nervous, but I just smiled at him.
"So this gay stuff turns you on then, huh? Well, let me tell you something even gayer about Coach."
"W-What? I wanna know."
The look Mike gave me right now was priceless. I knew it was just information he wanted, but he wanted it from me.
"Coach told me he is not just a Webcamdude."
Mike's eyes were getting bigger, and so was his longing.
"He is an actual slut! He meets up with men, they pay him, and he lets them do all kinds of perverted things to him."
Mike was practically gasping for air at this point. I watched excitedly as his dick twitched inside his pants, begging to be freed.
"You are... you are kidding, right?"
He sounded out of breath.
"No, dude, he even told me he likes it."
"I don't believe you, dude. I don't."
"Oh, look at you, bro, Hah! You are totally hard right now."
Mike looked down at his twitching crotch. The video started playing and caught our attention. It started with Coach undressing down to his jockstrap and long white socks. He sat down on a bench and started massaging his body. His dick was growing steadily. I looked over at Mike, who was breathing heavily. He was rubbing his hard dick through his pants.
"Don't worry bro. You can get that angry stick out of your pants."
He didn't say anything. He just pulled out his dick and started stroking it. I was hard by now too, but I was too focused on what I saw to pay attention to myself. I turned my attention back to the video. Coach was starting to pull his jockstrap off. Once he did, his thick dick appeared on the screen. I heard Mike gasping.
"You like his dick, Mike?"
"It's, it's huge! I never thought I'd see Coach's dick bro!"
That's when the video suddenly stopped.
Free preview over!
"Fuck! No!"
Mike stopped beating his meat.
I didn't care that the video stopped. My attention was entirely on Mike now.
"I can see you enjoyed that, bro."
I looked down at his still-hard dick. Mike didn't reply just looked at me with a cute expression.
"You know what is even hotter?"
"Huh?"
"You see..."
I leaned in closer to Mike. He had nowhere to go.
"When I met Coach, he did a little show for me too...."
I could see Mike trembling from excitement.