Absolutely!

This was my chance. “Ah, a, er, majority share, actually.”

“Huh?”

“You’ve got a majority share,” I said again. He wasn’t getting it. I wasn’t making myself clear. This was mortifying. I gestured at myself futilely and said “I...I’m gay. Too.”

A new kind of look came into Thomas’ eyes, and he gave the widest grin I’d ever seen on him. “Oh really?” he said. It wasn’t a question so much as it was an aural wink. I had no idea what to say, so I just grinned. “Terrific,” Thomas’ grin grew wider. “Well, sleep well.” He began to close his door before stopping to laugh gently.

“Poor Aaron isn’t gonna know what hit him.” He closed the door and I started breathing again.

Max was gay. Thomas was gay. I returned to bed with the new information, and somehow it seemed to just click: I’m going to fuck them both. The tiny Max with the curly locks and the small frame, and the huge Thomas with the tree-trunk arms and the lustful smile. I wondered if they’d fucked yet. The thought alone was enough to get me off for the night, pulling my still-hard cock out of my sweatpants. I was close to orgasm when my phone buzzed.

“Hey,” said K. Now 40 meters away, and counting. I hadn’t even heard the door go. Maybe Max had sneaked him out the window. I replied back fast.

“Hey. Been busy? ;)”

“Yup, same old ;) ;) you?”

“Not so much, but hopefully that’ll change soon.” I had to tell him. He would have found out anyway. I typed another message. “Actually, I think you were just in my house. The app said you were really close, and I think I heard from you my housemate’s room.”

“LOL” wasn’t the response I was expecting, but at least he hadn’t reacted badly. He followed it up soon. “That’s hilarious. Next time I’ll have to screw you both ;)”

I couldn’t type back fast enough, still stroking myself in excitement. “Orrrrr you could come back now? Give me a good fucking?” please please please.

“Won’t your housemate be mad? I just fucked him, after all.”