Heaven’s Gate
40 Sperm Roulette
We had quite a celebration on Saturday. I clapped Josh on the back. He’d insisted he was going to pay for his degree with his own hard work. He’d worked as a physical therapist for three years and worked his class schedule around it. He’d written his thesis and all-told had completed his master’s in less time than it took me to complete mine. He hugged me.
“Do you know they’re already talking about making physical therapists have a dPT degree in order to keep practicing in a few years?” he asked me. “I might never get out of school. Even Master Xi is grousing about having to go back to school.”
“That’s insane. But this time, my friend, you are going to accept help from the rest of your family. You proved you can do this all on your own. But we want you healthy and with us. Even if you have to cut to part-time work in order to finish your degree. The other three of us all have good-paying jobs, too. We want to help,” I said.
“After this one, I’m think I might want to take a little break from anything other than my regular job for a while. I kind of miss my family, too.”
“I have five weeks off, Brian,” Angela said. “Don’t think of it as goodbye fucking. I want vacation fucking.”
“I can’t believe you are going to Minneapolis. Do you realize how cold it gets there in the winter?” I asked.
“As long as there is heat in my apartment when I’m home and naked, that’s all I care about. Not that I’m ever going to be home. I’ll be working 36/12 six days a week with one day off. I’m exhausted just to think of it. 108 hours a week on duty with a total of 60 hours a week off. Fuck me now. I won’t have the energy for another fuck for at least two years.”
“You’ve been working almost that much through med school,” I said.
“Have to pay for it somehow. My student loans will be eating at my paychecks for the next twenty years,” she laughed. Like hell they will. I just needed to figure out how to pay them without her knowing about it.
“Now maybe I can get some respect as the CEO of a twenty-million-dollar-a-year corporation. I can put the initials MBA after my name,” Rose said. “I just hope I’ve learned enough to keep us solvent.” We all laughed a little nervously. “I’m kidding! We’re solvent and growing. Our new Saturday night comedy show is getting great reviews and Miss Amber is touring to comedy clubs around the country. Our shows are all doing great.”
“How about a little chance to show my appreciation?” I whispered in her ear.
“Tomorrow night, lover,” Rose said. “You have another appointment tonight. In fact, I might be third in line. Fortunately, there are some other hearthmates who want to show me their appreciation as well.”
For the first time in a long time, I took Angela to the master suite and loved her all night long.
My weekend wasn’t nearly over when Angela and I stumbled downstairs Sunday at noon. I played with the babies and had coffee and lunch with the family. I cuddled with the mothers of my children and petted Liz’s still not visible baby bump. In the meantime, an army of elves refreshed the master suite. When Mary came to get me, I found the room was lit with candles and the sheets were turned down. Cassie and Josh were already there waiting.
I had never dressed today and Josh was quickly stripped out of his clothes. He and I sat on the bed and watched as Mary and Cassie seductively undressed each other. They crawled onto the bed facing us.
“You might be wondering why I called this meeting,” Cassie said. “Well, Josh has finished his degree. Completing his degree was one of the prerequisites for the game to change.”
“You’re finally going to get married? You’ve been engaged for like five years,” I said. “That’s wonderful.”
“Slow down, Wonder Boy,” Mary said. “They’ll get married before the baby is born.”
“What baby?” Josh asked. He seemed as clueless as me.
“The ones you guys are going to work on planting tonight. And as often as possible until we can confirm that we got the motherhood disease,” Cassie said.
“Both of us,” Mary confirmed.
“Congratulations, Josh,” I said. “I think you’ve just been told you’re going to become a daddy.”
“Both of you,” Cassie said.
“What?”
“You mean you and Josh and Mary and me?” I asked. “I thought you’d both want Josh’s baby first.”
“We want both of your babies,” Cassie explained. “Mary and I had our IUDs removed. That’s why you got so many blowjobs last night, lover,” Cassie said as she kissed Josh. “The thing is, we both want our babies to be fathered by both of you.”
“Brian and Josh,” Mary said with tears glistening in her eyes, “I don’t think either of you understand how completely committed we are to both of you. We spend more time with Josh because we’re all he has and Brian has a few more choices. But we love you both. We want you both to father our babies.”
“I don’t think that’s actually possible,” I said. “Not at the same time.”
“Maybe not biologically possible, but who’s going to know? Unless one of you wants a paternity test, how is anyone going to know which of you fathered which child. We’re not separating into two pairs to do this. You each dump a load into each of us. Every time,” Cassie said.
“Sperm roulette,” Mary said. “If we thought they’d fit we’d try to get you both to fire your guns at the same time.”
“Ooh. Ouch. Honey, that makes my pussy tingle,” Cassie giggled. “Oh! In a good way.”
“I don’t think it’s possible,” Josh said. “No offense, Brian, but I’d rather not try to duel you.”
“Will you both agree to this?” Cassie asked. “Mary and I talked about it a lot. It’s the only way we could figure out to make it fair. We just don’t want to know which of you fathered our child. That way, you both did.” I looked at Josh. He grinned and nodded. I reached out and pulled Mary toward me.
“Do I understand correctly that you want me to fill you with sperm and then roll over and have Josh fill you as quickly thereafter as he can? While I mingle my sperm with his in Cassie?” I asked.
“You catch on quickly,” Mary grinned. I kissed her.
“Is it acceptable in this scenario to see how many orgasms we can give our lovers before we shoot the first load?”
“Not only acceptable, I think it is required.”
“Then let me get the count started,” I whispered. I kissed her again and then started down her body.
Before we settled to sleep, Mary and Cassie each had a load of sperm from both Josh and me, battling it out in their fertile wombs.
When we woke in the morning, I had Cassie first and Mary second. I was definitely going to enjoy knocking up our cónyuge.
We were a little disappointed when both girls started menses two weeks later, but we suspected they needed to have more time off their IUDs before they’d be truly fertile.
I was willing to take Angela up to Minneapolis in the middle of June for her residency at Abbott Northwestern Hospital, but we were still doing daily shows through June before we took July and August off. Dinita insisted on going with her, so at least I felt she would be safe traveling. Goodbye was a little tearful, but Angela was also very excited to be on her way to her first real job as a doctor of medicine.
“Angela, honey, you know I love you,” I said our last time together. “I’ll always want you to come back to the ranch. But it’s a big world out there. We don’t have any commitment to each other, so you don’t have to be celibate while you are gone. In fact, if you find someone to love, embrace him with all your heart. Don’t pass up an opportunity because you imagine we would be upset.”
“Brian, sometimes you are a real treasure. If there was anyone I would want to come home to, it would be you. But you’ve always known I was leaving. I’ve always known, too. One day, I’ll bring my husband and my children back to the ranch and tell them the magnificent story of Casa del Fuego and the Clan of the Heart,” Angela said.
“We may not always be lovers, but I will always love you.”
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