Expose yourselves to everyone.

WARNING: THIS STORY IS ABOUT TO DESCEND INTO THE DEEPEST DEPTHS OF PORNO LOGIC. READER IS ADVISED TO HAVE A SENSE OF HUMOR.

You all take a good look at your handiwork, photographic evidence of at least a few sexual felonies and a positive lack of taste. While the others start to crawl around on the couch, you put together a quick... manifesto of sorts for your viewers.

We all wish for a better world, especially around this time of year. We all say 'Love your brother', your mother and father, give gifts and share. Over here at John and Emma's fuckshack, we mean it. We've been experimenting and discovering each other for months, and we're happier than we've ever been. Why not try something new? Something fun? Why hide your love?

Merry Christmas from John, Emma, and all the rest.

P.S. If you want to join the party, there's an open-door policy. Legs open past the door!

You hit send, and barely a heartbeat goes by before your phone starts buzzing back, with message after message. Mostly all caps, a lot of swear words being thrown around.

HOLY SHIT. Is this a joke?

WTF Bro, did you get hacked or something?

:O :O I didn't realize you had... grown up like that, John.

Mmmm, warm that dick up for me, Emma, OMW. (That one was from Sophia)

It's not just your phone going haywire, either. Everyone's discarded pants start shaking and buzzing, and you figure you'll just let all the people work out on their own what they want to do. What do you care? You've got three beautiful sluts (and at least one more on the way over). Emma and her Mom are holding the buzzing phones to one another's genitals, and you walk over with your cock in hand, ready for the real party to start, as some classic tunes filter in on the speaker.

Your Mom is enjoying her first family spitroast, courtesy of the Dads, and Emma and her Mother are fawning over the heavenly taste of your rigid cock when the doorbell rings.