See if I can hear anything upstairs

I closed my eyes and let out a breath, suddenly aware of all the tiny noises around me. There was a real chance that K was in my house right now, and since he wasn’t fucking me that could only mean one thing. I decided to risk a trip upstairs, hoping nobody saw me; I was clothed but my sweatpants didn’t hide the outline of my boner. I had been stroking my dick for a little while already in the hope that someone online would come over, but now it was a distraction as I crept up the stairs. Halfway up I stopped to tuck my dick into my waistband, but I shifted my weight a little too hard and felt the stairs creak.

I froze. Thomas was right underneath me, presumably asleep, but I didn’t want to risk it. Then, from one of the rooms above I heard an almighty groan of pleasure as K (I presumed) came. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. The whole house must have heard that.

I darted back downstairs and was just pulling my door closed when Thomas’ door opened. The mountain man poked out a head; he was shirtless, and judging from the way he hid behind the door he might not have had much else on at all. “Hey,” he said, “Was that you?”

“Me?!” I laughed a little too loud. “No, no, um. I was just up to get some water, I was just…” I realised he hadn’t asked why I was up. I changed tack. “No, I don’t know who that was. Or what it was.”

“Was it a girl?” Thomas’ bleary half-awake confusion turned to a grin. “Has one of the others got a girl up there?”

In my panic it took me a minute to remember what a girl was. “Maybe. I don’t know, they don’t normally...do that, do they?”

“Well, Max doesn’t,” Thomas said. “He’s gay.”

Max. Little old unassuming Max, with the nervous smile and the Indian shampoo. I tried to push the image of K’s dick entering my housemate’s holes from my mind. “Oh. Cool,” I said, imagining what straight people were supposed to say. I wasn’t quite ready to come out to Thomas now, especially after what had just happened. “Maybe it’s a guy,” I laughed too loud again.

“Sounded like a guy,” Thomas said.

“It did?” It really did. Only an idiot would’ve missed that.

“Mm,” Thomas said. “Good for him.”

“Yeah,” I said dumbly. A thought struck me. “When did Max come out to you?”

Thomas gave a goofy grin. “A few seconds after I came out to him.”

This was too much. “You’re...you’re gay too?”

“Yeah, yeah. I mean, I’m bisexual, but yeah. Don’t worry, we’re not gonna start gaying up the house. Even if we do have a fifty percent share.”