George Flinn Smiled as he walked out of work.

“Bye guys! See you later!” He shouted out, waving his hand at his coworkers.

He turned around, and smiled brightly as he walked to his car. He had been very happy recently, much more happy. In truth, he simply could not wait to get home.

“I’m back!” George announced loudly as he opened the door to his apartment. He took off his shoes, dropped off his backpack in the closet, and stepped into his home.

From the bedroom emerged another George Flinn, identical to him in every way, minus his clothes. George himself was wearing a black tank top, grey shorts, and white socks, while the other George was wearing a plain black shirt, grey cargo shorts, and no socks. “Good. I’ve been waiting for this!” Said the other George smiling in excitement.

George walked up to his double, and the two wrapped their arms around one another identical waist.

“We don’t get in till like the afternoon tomorrow. You know what that means!” George said to his duplicate.

His other self smiled widely. “We aren’t going to sleep early tonight!” His copy finished.

The two chuckled and shared a quick passionate kiss.

“Ah, this is going to be the most wild night yet!” The other George said.

“Yes it is.” George said as the two released each other from their embrace. “By the way, I think you should wear that more often.” George said jokingly, with his hands at his hips, and looking down at his double’s feet.

“Oh, you freak.” His double teased. “I just got too lazy to put on any socks today. I mean what’s the point? You’ll just yank them off when you get back.” He replied.

George chuckled. “Like you don’t do the same!” George retorted as the two began to walk to the kitchen. “I hope you weren’t too lazy to have dinner ready.” George teased as he sat down.

“What do I look like, you?” His double joked, making George laugh. “Yeah I made our favorite; Spaghetti with extra sauce and meat balls!” He announced.

“You know me too well.” George teased as the two began to eat.

It has been like this for a few days now. The day after George’s first self encounter, he managed to tigger the rock again, and make a duplicate of himself. He did this for three days straight, and then the copys of himself stopped disappearing overnight, and ever since, George arrived home to freshly made dinner, and another him, just as eager to get it on as he is. And get it on they did. Nightly. Just to not call it ‘gay sex’ George and his other self just began to call their nightly erotic encounters-

“Ready for some advanced masturbation?” George asked his duplicate.

“Wash the dishes first, and then you can get as much Advanced masturbation as you can handle.” His double replied.

George jumped up from his seat, and washed the dishes instantly, his double picking up the table as he did so.

The rock that caused this surreal situation had began glowing purple ever since the second George stopped disappearing overnight, and George put it away in a drawer.