While we were still living in the house Logan and Ethan left the company we were all working for. Our hours were expanded and therefore my own hours and my roommates hours started to change and vary, meaning very suddenly that the six of us went from being together all the time to very often having the house to ourselves.
It was such a great time to masturbate. I'd throw some porn on the big screen TV in the living room and just go at it on my dick, but I missed jerking with the group. We definitely still did it, just less frequently. I resolved to find another buddy that I could jerk off with when the rest of my roommates were working.
Ethan's replacement at work was a guy named Steven. I was enamored at first sight. He was six foot five, almost as tall as me, had perfect swoopy hair and a nearly trimmed beard. His grooming was exceptional and always noticeable how well he kept himself. He must have run constantly because even though I'm usually attracted to guys with more muscle definition, he was so slim and fit and there was something enticing about that. One time he came to my desk to ask a question and I couldn't help but notice how large his hands were.
"How tall are you?" he asked me.
"Six Foot Six." I replied.
"Damn, there's not a lot of people that can make me feel short." He laughed.
I was somewhat charmed when he came back the next day to ask another question. And again the next day. He seemed to make his way to my desk a lot before I ran into him while eating lunch one day. We talked about how he got the job, my situation with my roommates almost all working for the company, and even how he had just broken up with his girlfriend.
Fuck. He was straight. He hadn't given me any indication that he was gay, but I was still disappointed.
"What is there to do around here?" Steven asked me, the next day at lunch.
"Not much, it's an easy drive downtown but it's always so crowded down there it's too much of a hassle." I responded.
"I don't like downtown anyway, I grew up on a farm you know."
"A farm? Like pigs and corn and shit?" I asked incredulously.
"Yeah, middle of nowhere too. I much prefer the open space. Even my girlfriend...well ex-girlfriend" he clarified. "She was my first girlfriend, not easy to meet people out there. Most nights I'd finish school, finish my farm chores, and just jerk off until I went to sleep."
Oh shit. He mentioned jerking off before I did.
"That's one of the reasons I wanted to move away" he explained. "To see what else is out there."
A more confident version of myself probably would have asked him to jerk off right then, but he was straight, and we were still new friends, I didn't want to screw it up.
Over the new few weeks we became pretty good friends. We were working on a project together so we had lunch together pretty much every day, we even went out after work a few times.
One night he had a little more to drink than usual and he started talking about calling his ex-girlfriend. As pretty much his only friend in the town, I felt it was my duty to stop him from making a mistake so I playfully grabbed his phone.
"Give it back!" He begged me to give him his phone back. But I told him not until he went home. He wasn't going to call her on my watch.
"Just go home, put on some porn and rub one out and you'll feel better." I laughed.
"Oh fuck, I'm definitely doing that." He buried his face in his hands. "I won't call her I promise." He sighed. "I can't believe I even said that, there's a reason we broke up, you know?"
"Why is that?" I asked. He didn't really answer because at that moment the server came over and he ordered another beer.
"I'm definitely going to go home and jerk off all night though." He said when the server was out of earshot. "You know what I've been getting into recently? Threeways, watching, like, two guys fuck a girl is insanely hot to me."
Oh shit, this could easily be my opening. He was pretty drunk, I thought, I wasn't going to take advantage, but maybe I could plant a seed.
"Threeways make for good porn." I laughed. "Me and my roommates watched this one the other day with this girl who..."
"You watch porn with your roommates?" Steven cut me off.
"Oh yeah, all the time. They're pretty much my best friends, so we do everything together including well..."
"What?" He asked, wide eyed.
"Well sometimes, when we're feeling...you know horny as fuck with no one to help us out, we throw on some porn and enjoy ourselves."
"No shit." He laughed. "You guys all gay?"
"No, well half of us are."
"You guys ever?..." he made a jerking off motion with his hand "Each other?"
"No!" I chuckled. Though I definitely fantasized about stroking their dicks for them.
The subject drunkenly wandered and eventually I drove him home. I thought that was a pretty successful first test, he didn't seem disgusted and was open to talking about porn and masturbation. After I dropped him off, I came home to a dark empty house. No idea where my roommates were, so it was all about me. I was also tired and I probably had more to drink than I should have, so while I stripped off my clothes immediately, I didn't have a long hard edging session. I grabbed some lube, rubbed it all over my cock which was already hard and came in about two minutes thinking of the possibility of jerking off with Steven.
About a week later, we found ourselves in the same bar. It was a shitty day and we were both blowing off steam, we barely finished our first beers because we were just venting at each other about a crappy day. During a lull in the conversation, I noticed him swiping through Tinder.
"I've never used a dating app in my life. You ever find anybody real on there?" I asked.
Steven smiled. "Every once in awhile, at least.. you know for a night. Most of it is crap though."
He swiped through four or five girls in front of me and then a guy came up on the screen. "Can you not filter by gender?"
He looked at my quizzically. "You know I'm bi, right? We've talked about that."
Oh shit! This was news to me, he'd only ever talked about his ex-girlfriend and didn't mention it when I told him I was gay or about some of the guys I'd fooled around with. Could that mean that some of his flirting with real? "We definitely haven't talked about that." I laughed.
He shrugged and chuckled. "Oh. Well now you know."
