The story I am about to express actually happened to me. I just changed a few names and the locations for their privacy. Otherwise, I will try to tell it just as I recall it happening.
I arrived in Phoenix late, having driven for most of the afternoon. Mike was expecting me but not sure when I would be coming into town. We had made plans to spend Friday and Saturday evenings together catching up on what had been happening in Albuquerque since he left for his new job.
We had become fast friends when he lived in Albuquerque but one thing always had me just a bit curious about Mike. He loved his posters of various famous celebrities that he had hanging throughout his apartment. I am not saying that I have never had posters of celebrities also at my place but these celebrities were all males. The thing is he never really said much about them. Just that he liked his collection of posters. Often when I visited his place, we would watch action or science fiction videos. I guess a lot of the same celebrities that he had posters of were also in those movies.
He would workout with me at a local club and went out to have lunch or a drink together. Generally, I enjoyed the times we relaxed and did these things together. After he left, we would sometimes chat on the internet when I found him online. Often, he would say he had been instant messaging with someone that he had met online. It was cool, since I often did the same thing. But in a way, I missed our get togethers after work. Since I did not have family living nearby, he had been a good friend to spend some rather lonesome times with.
Then one day at work, I was informed that I would need to go get some training in Phoenix. I called Mike to see if I could bunk out at his place when I was expected to take the trip.
"Sure, Dominick, I would love to have come you stay over."
When I arrived at his new apartment, I found a note on his door saying that he was playing pool at a nearby bar and to come join him and play a few rounds.
I left my luggage in the storage closet next to his apartment and walked over to the bar across the street from his apartment. I found Mike there shooting pool with two other guys. They invited me to join them to play as teams.
Since I am not being a very good pool player, I told Mike that I would play just a few rounds but then I would need to get some rest if he could give me a key to his place. He complied.
After loosing both games, I left while he continued to play with his two other friends. I went to his place and opened up the hide-a-bed that he told me about. I then turned on his TV and started looking through his video and DVD collection.
Wow! Did I find some interesting movies. He not only had action films and science fiction, but also alot of musicals and romance films. I had never thought he would be interested in those genres of films, but then I noticed one other film too. It was a film with an all male cast. Not just any kind of film, but one with lots of sex. That is sex with other guys. I had just found a gay movie. Kewl!!!
You see, I had been slightly curious about what it might be like to be with another guy so I decided to check it out. The scene that it was cued to, however, showed a young guy getting fucked up the ass by another guy. I watched for a couple minutes but was not very excited by the actual activities in the scene, so I turned it off and put in "West Side Story".
I guess I must have fallen asleep, because the next thing I knew, the TV had been turned off and I could hear light snoring. At that point, I realized I had to use the bathroom, so I got up to use it and in doing so passed Mike's room.
You wouldn't believe what I saw!
His door was wide open and he was asleep all right, but not alone. Another guy was sharing the bed with him. I could not make out if it was one of the guys we had been playing pool with but what really caught my attention though was both of them didn't have a stitch on. Mike was facing the other way and his friend had his arm around him, holding him in close. I almost decided to see if I could get a closer look and felt a strong desire to even join them in the bed. Instead, I just watched for a couple minutes and went back to my bed.
The next morning, when I awoke his friend was gone and Mike was just getting ready to step out the door to go to work. He told me to keep the key for the day and lock up when I left for my class. He would be home about 4 and if I was done with class then we could go get a bite or if not he would wait for me.
It was a boring day of classes but I anticipated an interesting evening. When I returned to Mike's place he was there waiting and said he had just made a reservation for us at a local restaurant and that we could wait at the park next to it if I liked.
"Mike, how about we just watch one of these videos until it is time to go?" I asked.
"Sure, whatever you like," was his response.
"How about this one?" raising up the blue film I had found the night before.
"Oh, that," he responded a bit taken aback, "That belongs to a friend of mine."
"Is it okay if we watch it together then?"
"Okay," he replied kind of embarrassed.
As it was rewinding, I asked Mike, "Could you tell me why your friend has his videos here?"
"Well, his TV doesn't work very well and he likes to have me watch them with him too."
"Is your friend one of the guys we played pool with last night?"
"Yeah," Mike answered kind of quizzically.
"How about is he the guy I saw you in bed with last night?"
