Obviously. Carry on!

Aaron leant harder into me as I started to stroke his hardening dick through his jeans, but he stifled a moan as I fumbled with his zip. "Here?" he managed to say between kisses, and I understood - are we doing this here, where anyone could walk in?

"Sure," I said, "It's not like" - kiss - "anyone will" - kiss - "be shocked."

He thought about it for a second, then nodded, before surprising me by hauling his frame on top of mine. He had a leg on either side of me and his hands at my chest, gently pressing me down into the sofa as we kissed. If there was one downside to Grindr (and really, there were many more than one), it was that guys didn't always like to kiss. This was a shame for me, because I loved making out extensively. Judging from Aaron's enthusiasm, and the way his dick seemed to be hardening on top of mine, he did too.

Getting me naked was easy, since I'd already forgone my shirt and just worn my sweatpants. Aaron was a bit more of an ordeal, as he had to unbutton his shirt, undo his belt, slip out of the skinny jeans, and then his underwear, before remembering he was still wearing an unbuttoned shirt and stripping himself of that too. That he managed to do this with only minimal interruption to our makeout session proved to me his comittment to locking lips.

What was more surprising to me, as this twinky scene kid rubbed his slick cock against mine while clutching at my hair and gasping, was that I really didn't care if someone walked in on us. Thomas had encouraged me to be as loud as I wanted the previous night, but it was only now sinking in that, as far as I could tell, everyone in our house was attracted to everyone else. I began to do the mental arithmetic, filling in the spreadsheet while Aaron started playing with my nipples. I was firmly now into all three of them, for sure. Aaron was into me, and Max, but had not yet said anything about Thomas. But the two of them had spoken last night before Aaron had invited us into his bedroom, so something was going on there. Max had already sucked everyone's cock with enthusiasm, and Thomas had experience with everyone except Aaron. That one question mark notwithstanding, it seemed like everyone was good to go with one another.

Part of me even wanted Max to walk in on us, to see Aaron and I going at it, but another part of me wanted to keep him all to myself. Maybe that was selfish, but there would be time for all of us to get entangled again. Maybe even tonight? It was hard to know whether I wanted Max now, or later.