The Invitation

     Steve Dickpress was enjoying himself at a dorm party when his lovely girlfriend Anny suddenly burst into the room and frantically gestured for him to come out into the hallway with her.  
     "What is it?" he asked, wondering if perhaps she had suddenly realized what a loser boyfriend she was dating.
     "Come upstairs with me-----Daniel's making out with Troy!!!"  The glee on her face indicated that the prospect of witnessing her gay friend Daniel in a man-to-man gropefest was bringing her joy like nothing else.  Though Steve would have much rather remained right where he was, he didn't want his fabulous girlfriend of two weeks to think that he wasn't open-minded, so he assented.
     "Oh boy!" Steve exulted as he took Anny's hand and they went to Daniel's dorm room.

The Gropefest

     Upon entering Daniel's room, Steve was treated to the sight which Anny was so excited about.  There on the bed were Daniel and his special new friend Troy, passionately making out but mercifully fully clothed.  They also appeared to be fairly drunk.  
     Anny turned to Steve exuberantly, "Isn't this neat?" 
     Steve repeated the mantra in his head over and over, I must be open-minded, I must be open-minded...  "This is great!" he lied.

The Groupfest

     Not content with her view of the action from three feet away, Anny sat right down on the bed with the writhing couple.  Daniel was instantly distracted from his cock-grab and sat up behind Anny. 
     "Anny," Daniel cooed, "How nice to see you..."  He then slid one lithe arm up underneath her shirt and began fondling her breast, as his other hand just as slickly swept up her skirt and began massaging her crotch.  Steve's jaw dropped as Anny not only made no effort to stop Daniel, but actually leaned back and let out a delighted moan.
     "That feels nice," sighed Anny.  Steve's heart sank.
     "You fucking whore!!!" bellowed Steve.  But of course he didn't really say any such thing, for to protest this turn of events would reveal him to be a closed-minded individual-----maybe even a Republican.  So Steve did the only thing he could do----he tipped back his bottle of Olde English malt liquor and fellated it with gusto, draining all its contents in just under twelve seconds.  As Anny squirmed contentedly under the workings of Daniel's hands, Steve grabbed a bottle of Zima from Daniel's fridge and poured it down his gullet in eight seconds flat.  In fact, as his aloof girlfriend allowed herself to be molested right in front of him, Steve managed to drink nine bottles of Zima in less than 14 minutes.  He let out a contented belch.
     "That's disgusting!" snapped Anny, noticing her boyfriend for the first time since entering the room with him.  Steve looked at Daniel manhandling Anny and was reminded of his Uncle Chuck who had lost two fingers in a construction accident.  This caused Steve to realize that he was still painfully sober.  Without a word, he stood up and left to go find more beer.

The Rationale

     Later that night, when it was apparent to Anny that Steve was bothered by what happened, she professed bewilderment.
     "But Daniel's gay, Steve!!!" she protested, "Why are you freaking out about this?"  Steve, still shell-shocked, was only able to respond in morse code, which he communicated by quickly chain-smoking king size and regular cigarettes, alternating the sizes depending on the message he was trying to communicate.  Six smoky hours later, he eked out the message: "You should have known better."
     "Well," Anny sulkingly conceded, "I wouldn't have let him do it if I thought you'd be this upset."
     Foolishly, Steve Dickpress accepted this non-apology as authentic, and proceeded to date Anny for another year and a half, eventually succeeding in becoming the unhappiest man on the planet.