‘So basically you want a threesome with me and another guy? Do you like men?’ I asked ‘NO not at all I just like seeing it what do you think?�... He said ‘I dunno haha I can’t answer that just like thay I don’t know what it entails and we’re not even a couple or anything’ I said ‘We could be, do you want to be’ he asked ‘What?! I don’t know I’ve just split up with my ex I don’t know what I want’ I said ‘OK sorry ‘ he said. We watched a film and I couldn’t get out of my head what he had said so. “This is one exercise of many. It is intended to teach patience and obedience. The endurance of discomfort while being exposed and vulnerable is the lesson here,” Dad explained. He waited to address my sister. I could tell from the way her lips were quivering that she was in extreme discomfort.“Are you still interested in training through choice number two?” Dad said.“Will mom have to do everything I do, Sir?” my sister looked straight ahead. Her tits were jiggling slightly from the effort. It. The music slowed, almost to a standstill, and that was the cue for the waiters to get a partner to join them on the dance floor. Our two waiters came over and asked Shilla and I to join them. I hesitated at first, but with the drink and Shilla shouting, “come on!” I overcame my fear and joined them. Shilla told me to link my arms over the shoulders of the waiters and they did likewise with me. The tempo began to increase and we started to dance in a circle slowly bobbing up and down. . .What the hell was wrong with me. Jamie leaned forward and began licking my chest as Steph joined in. They shared a deep French kiss, then both of them took turns playing tonsil-hockey with me. I couldn't help myself - I was still so fucking horny, and they both looked fucking gorgeous. I temporarily lost control of my senses and didn't mind or care that Jamie had a seven-inch cock swinging between his legs. Hell - I even tried my hand at sucking on it that night. What the hell - our bodies.