Chapter 1

I was more than a little thrown off when my shower curtain was pulled back and Jessica simply walked into the shower with me that morning. I just about jumped out of my skin, in fact. This was just ... not something that happened in my household, and yet, here we were. My very own stepsister, the eldest of them, in fact, stepped into the shower with me and pulled back that curtain to join me under the hot water jets. I had heard about water conservation, but wasn’t this taking things a bit too far?

“Sis ... I like that we’ve bonded so much over the years, but is this ... really the best idea?” I teased her a little, getting a blush and a giggle from Jess.

“Yes, well, I think that it is ... and so does Mom,” Jess insisted, wrapping her arms around me in the shower.

She meant my mother, not hers, in the strictest sense, but then we had been a blended family since she was ten ... and she was twenty now. Do the math. As far as Jess was concerned, the junkie bitch who left her husband with six young daughters after dropping them at a rate of one per year ... was most emphatically NOT her mother at all. Mom was THE Mom in her book and none of us ever really questioned that fact, just as I always called all of my sisters “sis” without distinction of step or blood kindred.

“Is this because of the Household Act?” I wondered aloud, making Jess nod a bit.

“Hell to the yeah, bro! If I have to sign over this hot mess to a guy for his ... keeping and care, who better than the devil I know instead of the devil that I don’t? You know the law. I have less than a year ... until I turn twenty-one, to surrender to a man of my choice before the state finds one for me. I could curse the patriarchy, but to be brutally honest ... I ... don’t mind it that much. Not with you, anyway,” Jess bit her bottom lip as she basically confessed her attraction to me.

“So ... you’re ... offering yourself to me ... as a ... con... , “ I stammered a little due to my nerves.

“Concubine, yes. In fact, I’ve already done so ... more or less, right? Minus the red tape, of course,” Jess admitted now as I lathered up her flesh and washed her clean in turn, “so, how about it?”

“And what happens if I get another conk? Will you get all jealous on me?” I half-seriously asked Jess now.

“Bro, give me some credit, okay? I know how much the girls like you ... far more than you do! Even with the stammer, you’ve very popular with girls now. I just hope that I got the edge there, being your sis and all that jazz,” Jess reassured me right before she took my cock into her mouth.

“So, is it working yet?” Mom asked us as she barged in on us together.

“Do you want it, too, Mom?” I countered now.

“Fuck, yeah! You should totally claim Jessica as yours. She truly wants to be yours, hon!” Mom encouraged me now.

“I ... can ... see that!” I grinned while Jess gave me two thumbs up in approval and nodded rather forcefully.

“She even ordered the proper documents through the registrar. Sign in a few places at the bottom and you own her sweet ass for life! And face it, honey ... that is one fantastic tush! I really want to move her in with you, trust me. Imagine waking to her lovely face and her equally sexy butt pressed against your skin. Imagine having her on your arm at college frat parties or church socials, etc.

“And imagine me as your lover ... with not even a word of complaint from a concubine like Jess! In fact, I want to be your concubine, too! That’s at least two of us! Your father’s not coming back, either, Jess! Sorry, but the truth hurts! So, how about it, guys? Ménage à trois?” Mom enticed us with the prospect of the ultimate male fantasy, of course.

“Not without me, you don’t!” Melissa stormed into the bathroom from the hallway and started making out with me rather ardently.

“I know what this is about, don’t I? You never sleep alone and this is the ultimate way to ensure that for life. In case you didn’t know that about your big sister, that’s just how it is!” Mom backed her firstborn, of course.

“Kinda hard to forget, growing up with her and all,” I admitted as we exited the hallway together for the breakfast table.

“Yeah, I remember Dad’s words. ‘Melissa never sleeps alone.’ Fine bi me,” Jessica punned as we walked to breakfast in the nude.

“So ... three concubines ... an excellent start for sure,” I beamed as my ladies now placed me at the head of the table and Mom’s glare dared anyone to challenge for that spot.

Not being idiots, they bowed to the inevitable. I was now head of the household and had three concubines to boot, including Mom and two sisters. All because of the Household Act and Dylan being stranded somewhere in Myanmar ... yeah, he wasn’t coming back from there. Not in time to keep me from taking over the family, becoming the new patriarch of the tribe.