John's cock twitched at Mary's admission. Mary noticed, groaning slightly.
"Well," said John, "you and I can play around some time if you like. What's the problem?"
Mary's brow furrowed. "I guess I have to spit it out. I'm a lesbian, John. Usually, men's bodies... ugh. Total turn off. But suddenly you walk in, and your penis is the most sexy thing I've ever seen, with the rest of your body coming in a close second. I'm not really comfortable with that."
John was a little surprised, and didn't know how to react. Mary's nipples were tightening, which was also distracting.
"Please focus, John," Mary said calmly, putting her hands impatiently on her hips, making no moves to cover her chest. "I'm trying to be nice here. I don't want trouble with Jess, and it's not reasonable for me to ask you to put clothes on, but it's uncomfortable for me to have you here with your penis hard from looking at us. I don't know what to do about it."
John looked up to Mary. She didn't seem angry, just very confused and more than a little uncomfortable with herself. "Uhhh," he said, "how should I know?"
Mary's eyebrows shot up. "Come on, John, you look smarter than that. You're obviously some sort of sexual freak of nature which makes women horny, who's basically born for women to enjoy themselves with. I never knew there was such a thing before, but here you are --- and unfortunately for me, you're a guy. But you've been a sex-object your whole life. Are you telling me that you've never had to help a lesbian through this before?"
"Wait," said John, "what do you mean, a sex object? Where are you getting all this from?"
"I study evolutionary biology," Mary said. "I realized it a few moments after seeing your penis. It was a shock feeling myself get hot over your body, but there was only one reasonable explanation. Jess has a boyfriend, and she's a loving faithful person; I don't know if you know that. But she obviously brought you here fresh from the showers, and she's glowing. And Janine is usually much more tactful, but even though Jess just brought you home, she notices what I've noticed: you're still totally available for any girl to sleep with. Even now, though I know you're with Jess and you're already planning to... fuck Janine, I know that you'd sleep with me if I asked, and I don't think either of them would mind. You must put out some pheromone or something that draws us to you, and which keeps us from getting jealous of each other. I wonder if you keep men from getting jealous, too?"
John was somewhat stunned by her perceptiveness; he hadn't really counted on anyone noticing exactly what was going on. "Yes," he said, a little self-conscious but also not wanting her to think he was some sort of sexual weasel. "Jess' boyfriend won't care if she has sex with me."
Mary's eyes lit up with discovery. "Amazing," she said. She looked as though she was entering her element. "You might be able to explain some things about harem behavior in other mammals. I've never heard of such a thing in humans before, but maybe it's taboo. Why wouldn't your genes have totally dominated by now? Maybe most men like you were killed as warlocks or something." She looked to John with suspicion. "How discreet are you? I assume that girls have always been throwing themselves at you."
"Um," John said, "only quite recently. It's pretty new to me," he said.
"Oh," she said. "So you're new to this too," she looked disappointed. She looked to John searchingly. "I'd love to talk more about this, John. I think you're fascinating, and my roommates obviously like you. But it's like staring at the sun for me. It makes me really uncomfortable, like having a tame Kodiak in the dorm. I don't know if you're planning on hanging out a lot with Jess or Janine, or if you're just going to fuck them and leave. But if you're planning on hanging around, we need to figure out some sort of arrangement so that I can deal with you being here." She licked her lips unconsciously.
John thought for a moment. He was caught by surprise by this development, and even moreso by Mary's impromptu lecture about pheromones and him being a sex object. He could easily fix this by just making Mary comfortable with him, or by banishing lesbianism altogether, but he wondered if he couldn't somehow capitalize on this situation. |