Mike nodded. “Been thinking about this all through dinner.” He held up his hand. “Now don’t start panicking. I’m not about to buy it this minute. But I can start looking. Maybe by the timeyou finish this year in June, I’ll have somewhere for us to live that’s ours.” He smiled. “We can start making a home together.”
“But… what about your job at Woofs?”
Mike shrugged. “I can stay at Mom’s for the weekends. She’d love that. She’d love it even more if you came too.” He tilted his head. “So how about it? Wanna live with me, baby?”
God, the light in Tommy’s eyes was mesmerizing. “Yes,” he said softly. “I’d love to.” He shook his head. “This feels like a dream.”
“A good one?”
Tommy’s smile could’ve lit up the restaurant on its own. “Oh yeah, a really good one.”
And with that, Mike felt as if his world had just clicked into its rightful position in the universe.
Tommy smiled to himself as he undressed for bed. He’d felt like he was walking on air since dinner. The day had brought one surprise after another. They’d spent the rest of the evening discussing Mike’s plans. Tommy was still finding it hard to believe. Mike wanted to buy a house for them. He wanted to open a vet’s office for Tommy. His words didn’t leave any room for doubt in Tommy’s mind.
Mike was serious about them having a future.
What a difference six months makes. At the end of September, he’d had a family who loved him. He had started to discover what it meant to be gay in Atlanta. A gayvirginin Atlanta. Now, here he was with his family having disowned him, but with a whole new family who cared for him. A boyfriend more than twenty years older than himself, a retired pornstar, no less. And a future with Mike that stretched out before him,some of it tantalizingly out of sight as the road before them twisted and turned, but that was fine by Tommy. He was starting to like surprises.
Still, Mike’s comment about no more secrets had gotten him thinking. Because he had a secret, one he hesitated to share, for fear of what Mike would think of him.
There was still so much he didn’t know.
“What’s on your mind?” Mike asked as he got into bed, pulling back the sheets for Tommy. “And don’t tell me nothing, ’cause I know you too well.”
Tommy climbed in next to him and lay on his side, facing Mike. “I… sort of have a confession.”
“Oh?” Mike got comfortable. “Go on, I’m listening.”
Tommy drew circles on the white sheet between them. “The day Ben showed me that video of you on the Internet? I told him I wasn’t interested in porn. But—” He took a deep breath. “—that week, I… I might have watched a few of your videos.”
“Oh.” Mike studied him. “Just out of curiosity?”
Tommy nodded. “I couldn’t stop myself. An’ some of ’em were… interestin’.” Mike looked like he was trying not to smile, and Tommy groaned. “Look, this is really hard for me, okay?”
Mike schooled his featured instantly. “Okay.”
Tommy tried to breathe more evenly. “So I was watchin’ , an’ I got a little confused.”
“What confused you?”
“Well, I watched a few videos where you were… on top.” Mike nodded, and Tommy pushed ahead. “But then I saw a couple where you were….”
“Bottoming?” Mike suggested.
Tommy gave him a grateful glance. “Yeah. An’ what confused me was, I’d thought once you started, you know, havin’ sex… you’d sorta chose your role an’ then you stuck with it. But you were doin’ both.”
Mike smiled. “It’s okay to ask questions, all right? And yes, it’s true, there are some guys who bottom all the time and others who top. But then there are guys like me who are more versatile. Personally, I think I get the best of both worlds.” He reached across the divide between them to stop Tommy’s hand in its tracks and hold it. “But we’re talking about you. So far you’ve only bottomed.” He leaned closer. “Are you interested in doing something… different?”
Tommy regarded their joined hands. “Yes,” he whispered. His cheeks felt like they were on fire.
“Baby, it’s okay to have wants, needs. The great thing about being a couple is that we get to explore them together.” Mike closed the gap between them and kissed him softy on the lips. “Do you want to know how often I’ve thought about having you inside me?”
Tommy jerked his head up. “Really?”
Mike nodded. “Oh yeah.” And then he moved, shifting closer until their bodies were touching so Tommy could feel heat and hardness against his hip. Mike’s gaze met his. “Yeah, that’s how much I want it. You feel that?”
“Yes.” His own cock was tenting the sheet, just thinking about it.
