Chapter 4

“So, in a nutshell, we got lucky ... fairly lucky. No infections whatsoever. Yeah, okay, insanely lucky then. Probably the fact that so many of us were recently tested and more than a few of us were recent virgins was key to this. In any case, we need to be at least a little more careful. Screen for test results prior to invitation to do more than watch. Candidates are permitted to watch, but that’s all until their test results come back. We want to have all the fun we wish without worrying about, well, you know.

“Also, each of us should get tested. Regularly. Anyone who tests positive must wait until cleared for rejoining us. Sorry, but that’s the breaks and the only real restrictions that are necessary for a group like ours. The rest of the activities don’t require such measures, but this is what I propose for our health and safety. We should probably limit new partners to those who are initiated nowadays, just to be safe, but if you don’t, I understand. Just be sure to get tested and/or use protection. Again, not to be mean, just use common sense,” I proposed now to the rest of the group.

“Well, I met at least two candidates who were interested when I approached them for sure. They were worried about STDs, though. This might well reassure them,” Katie informed me, “I might add that they were a couple, one guy and one girl. Not married, but dating. Big-time nerds, too. They were dressed as two Elves, Lord of the Rings, Middle-Earth type.”

“What were their names or did they give them?” I asked her while she ran her fingers through my beard.

“Yes, Cameron and Shelby. Cameron is the guy, although he has a distinctly androgynous quality to him in some ways. Very cute, though. Not macho at all. Still looked tough enough as an Elf, anyway. Clean-shaven. Baby blue eyes. Long, platinum blonde hair, matching his partner’s almost ... almost. Hers was a lighter blonde. Not white-blonde, but close. Also very fucking long ... beautiful, not unlike Amber’s, in fact. Except for a lighter shade. Baby blue eyes for her, too. Both pale as fuck, too. Both bisexual as well, by their own admission. They could pass for brother and sister, in fact,” Katie elaborated with a smile as I stroked her hair.

“Twins, even?” Christy snickered.

“Who knows? They didn’t give last names, either,” Katie informed us all.

“Well, they’ll end up doing that when we see their results now, won’t they?” Sammie pointed out.

“If they go for it, sure,” Brett observed.

“Oh, it sounds like they will. This is the penultimate night of the convention, anyway. We’ve been good at keeping to strictly PG stuff at the CosCon itself, keeping the gang-bangs and orgies to ourselves here at this place and the suites. Tomorrow’s the last day of it. Invite them over tonight to watch us and see how they react, that will be another good test of things, along with the STD and HIV panels, of course,” Jack suggested.

“Works for me at least. Whatever happens, we’ll have a good time, including the pair, even if all they do is just watch tonight ... and likely tomorrow night as well. We’ll hold plenty of activities of our own in which they can participate if they pass muster, anyway,” I agreed now.

“That we will!” Natasha smiled at me with obvious lustful intent.

“Anyway, only getting to watch will definitely expose any voyeuristic streak, which can be very useful at times. One never knows when one can’t get it up for whatever reason,” Ronnie added.

“This is also true,” Joey laughed now.

“I definitely want to watch Natasha get plowed and impregnated, to say the least. Though I still want to fuck the shit out of her myself. Even though I likely can’t do the job. Just in case,” Todd/Gary declared, which was hardly a shock to me ... his wife was truly delightful, after all.

“Even though I’m gay, I’ll try it this once at least, to help donate my sperm,” Stewart, aka Ace, volunteered.

“Same here,” Joey offered.

“Sounds good to me!” Todd high-fived both guys.

“I’m pretty sure that I’ve fucked a few ladies while drunk or stoned, anyway. Just because I was far too wasted to care what was on the other end of my dick, as long as it brought me pleasure. Doesn’t make me straight or bi, though. Just makes me a guy with a cock that enjoys having said appendage serviced,” Stewart confessed.

“Hear, hear!” Joey backed him up, reinforcing my suspicions that they would make a very fitting couple, “I’m still very gay, but yeah, I’ve probably fucked a few ladies this past week.”

“And you’ve both fucked me ... I’m no woman, but I can be such a lady at times!” Tristan quipped, alluding to his crossdressing ways.

“With a rather splendid ass, I should point out!” Brigham flattered him.

“That’s very true!” Joey agreed, having plowed that backfield a time or two over the week.

“You wanna meet ‘em? They’re in the family room, watching reruns of Star Trek Voyager,” Katie suggested.

“Bring ‘em in,” Jack told her.

“Yeah, go ahead,” I agreed.

“Do it!” Brett chuckled now.

“Yep, babe ... let them in, so we can ‘meat’ them,” Sammie punned, making Katie blush and giggle in spite of herself.

Katie got up, kissed every last one of us on the lips, starting with me, of course, and then walked over to the family room to let our prospects in. Sure enough, both Cameron and Shelby were dressed as Elves, and there was something ... different about how they acted with each other. There was an intimacy that didn’t belong just to lovers. It was a lifelong kind of bond, and I was instantly struck by what was really going on here ... incest. They were brother and sister, I just knew it!

“First of all, let me clear something up here. ‘Fess up and I don’t think that any of us will judge you for it. You’re twins, aren’t you? Biological, fraternal twin siblings,” I confronted them immediately, getting nods from both.

“Yes, I was born five minutes before Cameron, so I’m his big sister!” Shelby winked at me now.

“She loves to lord that over me, too,” he blushed a bit, “so you won’t judge us for the incest, then?”

“Hell no! You two have such splendid genes that it would take a century for there to even be an issue with it!” Sammie reassured them.

“What she said,” Katie licked her lips, “I kinda wondered, but I figured that it would be a bonus, though hardly essential, either way.”

“Full disclosure, guys, Katie’s my fiancee. We’re not monogamous, of course, in case you missed certain aspects of this whole club or society or group, whatever you want to call it. But we are happily engaged ... and I dare say that we’re both happy for the two of you to see love blossom in spite of society’s censure and taboos. My name is Konrad Gottlieb and I believe you are Cameron and Shelby, right?” I cleared the air now.

“Cameron and Shelby Waterman, to be precise. We’re also ... having our first baby on the way,” Shelby notified us.

“You’re pregnant? Wow! Boy or girl?” Jack now asked them.

“We don’t know yet. It’s still too early, but either way, we’re naming it Paris. We couldn’t resist. It’s the name of a favorite smut writer of ours online,” Cameron blushed as he admitted that detail.

“Sweet!” Brett reacted, “I’m Brett Davies, by the way. This is my wife, Sammie, and this is her boyfriend, not mine, just hers: Jack.”

“Jack Berkowitz. We’re in an open V, if you will,” Jack stipulated.

“Christy Andrews, nee Aguirre. This is my husband, Ronnie,” my ex-wife introduced her second hubby to the pair, “we’re both very open-minded these days, much more than I used to be.”

“Todd Royce IV. Yes, I’m old New Hampshire money! This is my wife, Natasha,” Todd declared with obvious pride in his Singaporean bride.

“Stewart Goldfarb. Yeah, I’m Jewish AND gay! The double whammy!” Stewart announced.

“Joseph Mazzola, but you can call me ‘Joey.’ Half-Italian, half-Irish, all homo!” Joey cracked his own joke.

“Wow, so two of the men in this club are completely gay! I like how inclusive you guys are!” Shelby expressed delight in that fact.

“Yep. I’m straight as a barber’s razor and I’ve never had an issue with gay men or lesbians,” Jack asserted boldly.

“I’m bisexual myself. Joey’s my ex-boyfriend. Christy’s my ex-wife,” I added for further information.

“Bisexual, too,” Katie assured them, “Katrina de Kamp, but everyone just calls me ‘Katie,’ you see. Yes, I’m a true Knickerbocker.”

“Meaning descent from a New Netherland family dating back to Dutch colonial times, possibly even a patroon’s family? I didn’t know this, but it is rather fascinating,” I confessed, “the things that you learn about someone after you get together.”

“Yes, but a tenant’s family, not a patroon’s. And specifically Staten Island,” Katie blushed.

“You could be related to Peter Stuyvesant, you know,” Brett teased her a little now, but she took it in good humor.

“We’re both bi ourselves, in case you missed it. Very bi, trust me,” Cameron clarified now.

“Very true, guys! And we know someone else who might be interested. If you’re okay with a Punjabi girl from an interfaith marriage. Sikh father, Hindu mother. Only in America on a student visa for now. Could be longer if she... , “ Shelby indicated a baby bump.

“Does she want an anchor baby, because I’m sure that can be arranged. It is already scheduled for Natasha here,” I stipulated, “she needs to pass a test ... unless she’s a virgin like Amber here was recently or something like that.”

“Not a virgin. Did give it up to Cameron and me, before to her ex. We all three took tests last week just before leaving for CosCon, by the way,” Shelby assured us.