Then he dropped the bombshell… asking if he could move in with me for a short while, until he could find a place of his own. Naturally, I had to agr...ee. As teenagers, we had never really spoken about sex. It was almost as though Barry was asexual. He hadn’t even attended his prom in high school. From my point of view, however, I had embraced my homosexuality and was sexually active. Having him possibly move in with me was therefore going to be somewhat of a strain. Two weeks later Barry got. Hopefully they’ll go I thought, but then another knock. Maybe it’s a parcel delivery.... shit, I’d better see. I slipped into my jeans and lay my erect penis flat to my stomach hoping that with my jeans fastened it would be less noticeable. I threw on my t-shirt and went to the door. I opened the door just to see the back of a female as they were walking away. As they spun around I saw it was Jess, one of the wife’s friends. “Hi Harry, is Abi home?” Jess enquired, “Ive brought her some mascara. They were so beautiful. I couldn't leave her behind. "I'm trying to think of a way to get us all home tonight."Renée touched my right arm. "You said it yourself, Ral. You're not our master and we're not your subjects. This is a group decision, not yours alone." The others gathered around to join the hushed conversation."Who's going to stay?" Who says anyone's staying?" I don't want to stay."The different emotions and tensions were a chaotic storm running through all of us. I hadn't answered any. Cory was doing an entirely too good job on Malcolm. He began moaning, “Yes, yes!” in a low voice, bucking his hips as if he was about to explode in her mouth. Laurie sat up and tapped Caroline, pointing over at the other pair.Caroline understood immediately. Sitting up, she reached over and pulled Cory away from her husband’s crotch. Malcolm groaned as his cock waved wetly, a steady pulse of precum trickling from his cockhead. “So close,” he protested.“Remember why the girls are here, honey?”.