Chapter 2

“Oh, damn, what did I sleep through? What did I do?” we heard Christine as she woke up from her nap, quite sober now if a little worse for wear.

“Hey, now, you’ve ... been out of it for a bit. I take it that you haven’t seen the video yet?” I grinned as I pulled my girlfriend into the shower and washed her clean.

She didn’t even try to fight me on that issue, nor did she resist when I slid a finger into her wet and juicy twat. I began fucking my “born-again virgin” Mormon girlfriend in earnest before she even thought to stop me. She moaned and screamed as she took me deeper on each stroke. Clearly, her virginal days were over. Slutty Christine was back with a vengeance and I couldn’t be happier about it.

I started to pull out for another stroke, but she clenched down with her slick, bushy cunt and extracted every single drop of my spunk from my balls. It was a rather rough quickie, yes, but it allowed me to admired the sight of her fine ass, too, before I pulled out of her. She drew me in closer for one helluva kiss before putting her arms around me to make it a full-on makeout session.

“I ... I love you, Warren. I really do. I vaguely remember something about you banging your stepsister and her boyfriend, but that’s okay. I’ve been cheating, too, you know. I think that I confessed that fact while drunk, didn’t I? Look ... we’ve gotta work something out. I’m ... a slut. I’ve tried not being a slut. Look where that got me!

“Clearly, you’re a slut, too, so the only practical solution is for both of us to share. Aren’t we a match made in Hell, right? I can’t ask you to stop being a horndog and you can’t ask me not to be a fucking cum whore, because that’s just who and what I am. Was that the substance or essence of your little video, dear?” Christine pushed back her golden bangs as we dried each other off.

“Pretty much,” I told her as we held hands and walked toward my other two lovers.

“Hey, Chrissy,” Maria greeted her as she put her hands on my ass and I returned the favor.

“Yes, babe, I’ve taken Maria as a lover ... and Chase, too. They’re not together anymore, but they do share me. You see, well, Chase can say it better himself,” I gave Chase the floor for a moment, right there in the hallway.

“I’m gay. That’s just how it is. I’m tired of pretending to be something that I’m not. I’m gay as fuck. So, yeah, Warren and I just ... took each other’s homo cherries. Well, strictly speaking, I took his anal one. I Topped. He bottomed and rather well at that, for a virgin. Oh, and Warren, babe, feel free to return the favor. I’m vers. Are you?” Chase offered me right in front of Christine.

“Yep, I am, as it happens,” I agreed while grabbing his buns for a moment.

“YES!” Chase exclaimed before kissing me very hard on the mouth.

“For a closet case, you’ve studied the terms a bit, haven’t you?” Maria observed.

“I’m afraid that comes from reading and watching so much gay porn. So, yeah, I’m really repressed, or rather, I was. Now I’m free. Anyway, so ... we are all agreed on something. Warren is ours, right? We share him? Deal?” Chase proposed now what everyone seemed to already think.

“Fucking deal!” Maria declared, putting her hand on Chase’s.

“He’s our boyfriend, yes! Pretty sweet! Right, babe?” Christine turned to me as she put her hand on top of the other two.

“Works for me,” I beamed as I added my hand to the pile, “wow ... three lovers. I’m gonna be a helluva busy boy!”

“Yes, well, it doesn’t work for us,” Dad announced himself now, “the nudity, the bisexuality, the slutty, sharing, swinging stuff. If you keep going down this path, it means damnation, you know. Annihilation. Is that what you want? And that’s the best-case scenario. If your mother is right, you burn in Hell for eternity. Either way, you get the fuck out of my house!”

“Language, Dad. Not nice language at all!” I pointed out his hypocrisy in cussing while judging me.

“Sorry, I was just a bit ... steamed, angry, you know,” Dad groused.

“That’s my fault. You see ... I’ve been cheating on your father and he caught me today. That’s why he came home early. We’ve ... got to work on our marriage somehow, but Milton, please, don’t take it out on them! You’re mad at me? Fine! Be mad at me! You’ve earned that right as a faithful husband of a cheating wife!

“I’m so fucking sorry, yes, I said it, but I’m so sorry about screwing your brother Alan! Please ... please ... forgive me ... please ... I’ll do anything! But please, don’t hurt our kids or kick them out, either,” my stepmother pleaded with Dad now.

“Yeah, well, you’ve basically been Warren’s mom for years now, haven’t you? You’ve been a solid rock that I could count on, no doubt of that, at least until today. That’s a lot going in your favor, to be fair,” Dad ignored our nudity as he softened a little in his wrath.

“And you’ve been an awesome Daddy to Maria, trust me! Let’s not throw away such a great marriage over my colossal fuck-up, pretty please, papi?” Mom really tugged at Dad now with her own lovely brown eyes, batting them like crazy.