The Age of Ares

Chapter 7: Coming Home...For Real This Time!

Authors Note: This story is a work of fiction! All sexual participants are 18 or older! If my descriptions match a real person, it's purely coincidental!

Quick Recap: My name is Ares Carmichael (Age 21). After my dad, Charles (48) was shot in the back in self-defense by my Fiancé, Nicole (Age 22), leaving him paralyzed from the waist down, we entered a court battle where my side showed all of the evidence of my dad's side' illegal activities. To avoid all of this coming out in a courtroom, we signed an agreement forcing my dad and his friends to surrender control of HaremHouse to me.

They were also ordered to leave town, and never come back, with the bonus of restraining orders forcing them to stay a province away at all times. In the end, I had won a heap of money, my dad was unable to get hard ever again, and my family was freed of his influence. After everyone else left, my mom gave me an offer I was very tempted to consider: To come live at home again.

I smiled, "It's a tempting offer. I'll have to think about it." I said, "And we'll think about it."

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Nicole and I did consider mom's offer, and after two days of debate in which my two conditions for taking her offer were 'If my sisters were willing to have me live there again' and 'If Nicole was willing to live there for the duration, and possibly after we got married', then it would be a no-brainer.

Nicole pointed out to me that aside from dad's influence, they were still my sisters. I had no trouble considering their love and affection would resume. I did have a small concern about their well-being, however. They had spent the last four years with an abusive father who exploited their sexualities for his gain. At the very least, they'd probably need to undergo therapy to become normal members of society again.

In the end, we decided on one thing: I needed to go home to at least evaluate whether I'd be welcomed back. If nothing else, how they treated me would determine whether I'd live there for an extended period.

With nothing else to do, we packed an overnight bag each and took the bus into town, where mom was waiting with her car. She wore a sundress that accentuated her figure, along with a sunhat and sunglasses, since it was bright and cloudless that day. After a quick hug and kiss on the lips from both of me and Nicole, we piled into the car and drove the distance to the house.

Mom made small talk with Nicole the entire time she drove, and I had gotten an earful of memories of my early childhood, something I suspected they had been talking about when we were staying at the Inn. By the time she shut off the car in the driveway, I had a litany of childhood memories on my mind and a gleeful fiancé poking me for details. I ignored her as we walked inside.

The sight made me pause. Artemis and Polina stood at the doorway to meet me. They were both naked. Polina came around and hugged me tightly, then stepped away as Artemis followed suit. When she stepped away, I found my voice and closed my mouth, which had fallen open somewhere past the threshold.

"Uh, guys..." I said, stammering, "You know dad's not coming back, right? You don't have to be naked in the house anymore!"

Artemis and Polina gave each other a side glance before Polina said, "We know, but we've kind of gotten used to it."

"Yeah, I mean dad was a giant pervert, and we all saw his erections every morning, but it was still liberating to not have to wear clothes every day!" Artemis added, "We kind of became household nudists."

I blinked, "You mean...?"

Pol nodded, "Yep, everyone in the house will usually be naked at all hours of the day." she explained, "We don't expect you two to as well, though!"

Nicole gave me a long, gleeful look, before dropping her bag and pulling her top off, "I don't know about you, but I've wanted to be a nudist my whole life!" she added, dropping her shorts just as quickly as her top. She then removed her underwear in a single swoop. Her clothes were gathered up and put into a pile, along with mom's sundress, which she had removed while I was staring at Nicole's striptease.

I gave a deep sigh as I tried to ignore the immediate hard-on I had grown. I grabbed Nicole's bag and brought hers and mine upstairs to our guest room since my room had no bed in it. I quickly realized that Polina and Artemis weren't the only ones enjoying the nudist lifestyle.

Clio and Thalia were lying on their beds in their room, equally naked and reading a set of books. I glanced in, averting my gaze from their naked bodies, and focused on the books they were reading, which were books 2 and 3 of the Divergent trilogy.

Clio looked up as I took my head out of their rooms and went into the guest room, dropping the bags onto the bed. I was about to sit down when she rushed in and tackled me to the ground!

"Ares, you're home again!" she squealed, energetically, "I'm so glad you decided to stay with us!"

I smiled, despite myself, "I'm glad, too, Clio!" I said, "Now, can you get off me so I can get up?"

Clio giggled as she dislodged herself and helped me stand. I decided to take in the color of the room over the B-cup breasts standing in front of me. She was my sister and I wasn't going to let her nudity affect me. Yes, I fucked Pol, but still!

Clio gave me an exasperated look, "Come on, Ares, they're tits. It's not like I grew a dick in the last few years!" she said, causing me to turn in her direction.

"You're right, they are breasts." I said, "My sister's breasts, and I already shared my embarrassment that your bodies affected me with Nicole! I'm not eager to reveal the fact that I...might be aroused by you guys just yet."

Clio sighed, "Daddy made it clear we were his, and his alone." she said, "He lied to us. He showed us off all over the internet. I for one don't want anyone to see me and think of me as an object ever again!"

"Then why are you guys...?" I started.

"Because we know you, big brother!" said Thalia, coming into the room, "We love you more than anyone in the world. We know you'd never take advantage of us or share us with anyone unless you trusted them, like your Fiancé!"

I took in her naked beauty and noticed that it was somewhat different than Clio's. In the last four years since I went off to university, they had developed from the 16-year-old youngsters I remembered. Puberty was generous with them, giving them b-cup breasts and flat stomachs. Everything else they had was due to what I could only imagine was dad's fetishes. They each shaved their pussies, but kept themselves unique in some way. Thalia had a landing strip while Clio was bare.

Clio had gotten a tattoo of a heart on her inner left thigh, while Thalia had a musical note on her right hip.

Clio had also dyed a few red highlights into her honey-blonde hair. Thalia, on the other hand, had neon-green highlights.

I sighed as I realized there was nothing I could do about their life choices, so I smiled and said, "You're right. I would never do anything untoward to either of you. I love you both and your sisters! If you guys want to be naked, go ahead. I won't stop you!"

Both girls grinned widely and pulled me into a tight hug, making me instantly regret that I was still hard. I was wearing jeans, but that didn't stop me from forming a nine-inch tent as both pairs of legs clamped down on my thighs.

My hands, meanwhile, were maintaining a very big distance from anything that would be deemed as sexual, staying on their spines and actively not going anywhere downward. The same couldn't be said about theirs. I felt a pair of hands pinch my butt and I gave out a small yelp, which was followed by a pair of giggles.

We broke apart seconds later, just as Nicole walked in, 'Looks like your favorite girls in the world are welcoming you home!" she said, grinning. Clio and Thalia gave me loving grins before they embraced Nicole.

"Hello, Nikki!" said Thalia, "It's nice to meet you!"

"Nikki?" asked Nicole.

"I've always wanted a friend named Nikki," Thalia explained.

Nicole smiled, "Then from this point onward, you can call me Nikki. But only you!" she said, giving me a death glare. I knew for a fact that a few guys at university tried calling her that and were met with a punch in the groin as a result. I knew to stay well away from that particular windmill.

Clio unhooked herself from Nicole and pulled Thalia off. I noticed that their pussies had gotten a little moist from the embrace, and without a word, Clio had pulled Thalia out of the room. I heard their bedroom door close a few seconds later.

Nicole walked over to me and gave me a loving embrace, "Looks like someone's hard!" she said, rubbing her pussy against the tent in my jeans.

I looked at the ceiling, "Gods help me!" I said aloud.

There were no gods to help me as Nicole ripped off my clothes and pulled me on top of her, pulling my dick inside her and practically humping my leg for me to return the favor. Unlike most of our couplings, this one was fast, and hard, and ended with me pumping a quick load in no less than ten minutes. We lay side by side on the bed for another few minutes, breathing heavily in the afterglow.

I must have dozed off because I woke up an hour later to find that our bags were gone, along with our discarded clothes. I smiled and thought Nicole had put them away so I went to put on a new set, only to find no clothes in the drawers or closet. I checked all around the room and saw nothing, not even my swimsuit.

Thinking this was some kind of prank on the side of my sisters, I opened the door to find the entire upstairs empty. Moving stealthily, I walked into Clio and Thalia's room and looked around their closet for something, only to see no clothes there either. I quickly checked Artemis and Polina's room, along with mom's bedroom, but there were no clothes in either of their closets or drawers. Finally, I retreated to the guest room and grabbed my phone.

I quickly texted Nicole, "This isn't funny!"

I got a response immediately, 'What isn't funny?"

"Where are my clothes?"

"Your clothes?"

"There are no clothes in the room, and none in my sisters' or mom's rooms either!"

"Well, they are nudists. They wouldn't have clothes in the house, now would they?"

"But we've seen them wearing clothes, and mom had on a sundress an hour ago."

"I think that was for your benefit. Once they got their clothes off, they probably removed them from view. You may have to suck it up, buttercup."

"Nicole, I'm not a nudist. I can't be naked in the house. Besides, I will need clothes if I plan on going grocery shopping, or going out to dinner. Don't you want to look hot for a nice dinner?"

"Of course, and when the time comes, we'll have clothes, but for right now, just enjoy the embrace of your skin"

"Nicole. Where! Are! My! Clothes?"

There was a pause, then a response, "Your mom says they're in the laundry room, being washed. All of them, even your clean clothes. If you want to wear something, mom left an old men's swimsuit in her closet."

I got up and went back to mom's room. True enough, there was an old men's suit in her closet. It was a pair of black speedos. I sighed, I had worn that pair in High school, once, during tryouts. It was the one time I thought I could get out of the bullies' shadow by becoming an athlete. I got rejected because I wasn't thin enough.

The speedos clung to my body as I put them on, and were extremely tight, specifically around my erection. Sucking up to this humiliation, I went downstairs and saw that everyone was outside by the pool. If this wasn't bad enough, everyone was, of course, naked. As I went out to join them, I saw that each one was holding a margarita glass with a fresh pitcher on the table.

Nicole smiled as I approached, "Nice of you to join us, babe!" she said, sweetly.

"Nice outfit, bro!" said Artemis.

"Not like I had any choice!" I grumbled, sitting down next to Nicole.

"There's always a choice!" said Polina, "You could have chosen to be naked with us!"

"Uh-huh!" I said, looking at the canopy ceiling.

"It's not like we haven't seen it before!" said Nicole.

"I haven't!" said Clio.

"Me, neither!" added Thalia.

"Or me!" Artemis finished, grinning.

"So, how big is it?" asked Clio.

"Nine inches!" said mom.

"That's more than twice as big as dad was!" said Thalia, "Why is Ares bigger than dad?"

"That is one of the many mysteries of being a man!" said Mom, "Some men have hairy chests, and some have naturally hairless chests."

"Some men naturally grow beards, and some are doomed to have baby faces," Nicole added.

"And Some men have small average-sized penises, while others have godlike cocks!" finished Polina, grinning, "And believe me, it is godlike!"

"Agreed!" said Mom.

"Amen!" added Nicole.

I sighed and reached for a glass of the margarita. Before my hand could grasp the stem, the nearest glass was pulled back by Clio.

"No drinks for the clothed!" she said, grinning.

"The pool is clothing optional, but the drinks require nudity!" said mom, "Dad's rules were clear, and despite his corrupted nature, it did bring us closer together!"

I smirked, "Are you going to use dad's rules to manipulate every situation?" I asked, "What if I enforced a rule of his?"

"Which rule would you enforce?" asked Nicole.

"And how would you know which rules were his?" added Artemis, "He never wrote them down! It was all a bunch of bullshit until he punished us."

"Surely, he would have written something down!" I said, suspiciously.

"If he did, they were probably in his office!" said mom, "And don't call your sister, Shirley!"

I smirked at the reference, then stood up and walked inside. I went straight to dad's office and opened up. Inside, I looked high and low for any sheet of paper that had rules on it. Finding none, I sat down at his desktop and searched for a word document in his archives. Much of his files were deleted, including most of the HaremHouse videos. The webcams were taken offline and the site was down, as per our agreement. I had personally deleted the Premium Access users when I took control.

In the end, I only found one thing related to house rules, and it was a draft of a document on a PDF.

It had the following rules:

"All clothes in the house are henceforth banned. All clothing is limited to outdoor activities such as shopping, coffee runs, and official functions such as parties or business meetings. No exceptions."

"All doors will be locked at nightfall and all bedroom doors will remain closed at night. No exceptions."

"Any and all punishments will be held in the Playroom and any infraction will be met with an immediate trip to the Playroom. No exceptions."

"All daily activities and routines are henceforth required: Morning rituals including daily blowjob, daily pussy-eating, daily titty fuck, etc., all daily rituals, including but not limited to one anal fucking, one vaginal fucking, one fisting, one pussy-eating session, one rimming session, one DP, and one airtight fucking, and all nightly rituals including threesomes, foursomes, scissoring, pussy-licking, daisy-chains, dildo fucking. No exceptions."

"Every weekend will be devoted to one orgy, gangbang, or bukkake, at a random time. No exceptions. All household residents must comply unless undergoing punishment."

"All punishments within the playroom must be adhered to. This includes the following: One fifteen-minute session to one-hour session in the stockade, one hour to eight hours in the St. Andrews' Cross, One hour of anal fucking on the Sybian at top speed, One fifteen-minute session of spanking with a paddle, whip, hand, or riding crop, and/or one fifteen-minute footlong anal session. No exceptions."

"All household residence are henceforth ordered to refer to the homeowners as 'Mommy' and 'Daddy' when speaking to either gender parent. No exceptions."

I quickly printed the draft and brought it back outside.

"I found the rules!" I said, triumphantly, "And it says nothing about needing to e naked to have alcohol!"

Mom grabbed the sheet and read through it, "But it does require you to be naked by the pool!"

"Only for an orgy, gangbang, or bukkake!" I countered.

Mom smirked, "Well, those were still the rules when your father was here, so I imagine as the new homeowner and man of the house, you can dictate your own rules." she said, "I for one don't want to be referred to as 'Mommy' in every conversation anymore!" she gave a shudder, "That got old fast!"

"I can see why, mommy," I said, winking at her. She gave me a blushing smirk.

I let out a sigh, "But you're right. As the man of this house, I need to set an example." I said, smiling, "So, I'm going to make a new rule. Drinking alcohol is hereby restricted to two drinks per person, or three drinks per person with the inclusion of food, or one drink per person with the inclusion of performance enhancers."

"What kind of performance enhancers?" asked Nicole.

I smiled at her, "The kind that you spiked my punch when you took my virginity!" I said.

Nicole gave me a long smile, then said, "If that's going to be a rule, then I have to tell you something!"

I groaned, "Please don't tell me that you did spike the punch with viagra!" I said.

"No, not viagra." she said, "Or Semenex, for that matter."

I looked at her, shocked, "What?" I said, "But I thought...You said...what?"

I sat down, as Nicole explained, "We told you that the punch was filled with tequila, vodka, and food coloring. We also said it had our pussy juices in it. That was true. Bev and I lied to you, saying it was laced with performance enhancers for your penis and sperm count. That was the lie. All that punch had was pussy juice, alcohol, and an organic enhancer that increased vitality."

"What kind of organic enhancer?" I asked.

"Something that increased your ability to last a little bit longer. We knew it was your first time, and we also knew that no one lasts long their first time." Nicole explained, "So a long time ago, around ten years before you arrived at university, the fraternity brothers found an organic substance that doesn't show up on medical tests, that enhances their vitality in such a way that having sex is much more enjoyable.

"But they had to be careful. Too much of that stuff, and there were negative effects, like cumming too quickly. It also would start showing up on a drug test, so they didn't use it during Football season."

"So, Jack, James, and Jeff had been using a performance enhancer for sex, but not football?" I asked, "And I was also using that performance enhancer for the next few times we had sex?"

Nicole smiled, "Actually, I gave you a separate glass after our first time." she said, "I wanted to know if you were any good after that first time and it turned out you were better than any enhanced sex partner that I was with before! You were then, and still are, a naturally gifted god at sex!"

"I've gotta try that punch, if it amps up the libido that much!" said Thalia, grinning.

Nicole shook her head, "Girls didn't drink the punch, only the guys did!" she said, "It was the rule. They drank, they got stronger and more virile from the enhancer, they gave us orgasms aplenty!"

I sat back, stunned. My entire sex life was all me? Not the drug? I smiled, stood up, and ripped off the speedo!

"New rule!" I said, "Clothes are officially banned in the pool, and sex must happen at least once!"

I then grabbed Nicole and thrust my raging hard-on deep into her pussy. She gave me a loving yelp as I began pistoning inside her. She groaned as she came within minutes. Artemis walked up while I was still fucking Nicole and sank her lips onto mine, driving her tongue into me.