Last night, my boyfriend, seized by the apparent urge to be completely honest with me due to the fact that, according to him, he had encountered certain events that caused him to realize how much he loved, informed me that he cheated. Well, actually, I guess that could be open to interpretation, and that’s where the respondents of this post come in. Here are the facts: he and I have been dating for almost 4 months. We celebrated our 3 month anniversary the 25th of last month. We are both 18. I am a few months younger than him. Early November of last year, while I’m at home taking care of business, he gets a spur of the moment offer to accompany one of his friends to the house he lives in with roommates, which happens to be in a somewhat far, more secluded country-like (as opposed to city) area of the state. According to him, while he was up there, everyone was drinking; the atmosphere was very loose, the gay friend he was staying with ended up participating in a threesome with 2 other men in one of the rooms of the house, which my boyfriend admitted to watching for a little bit. Also present at the house was my current boyfriend’s ex-girlfriend, whom he had a very nasty break-up with directly prior to me, and who is also a friend of the host’s. According to my boyfriend, once left alone in the living area of the house, the ex of his climbed on him, attempted to “do things” (I’m sure you can guess what) and while he wouldn’t let her do anything else, he did allow her to proceed to give him a blowjob, claiming he was too incapacitated to stop her, and as this was only 2 weeks into our relationship, he was having doubts about how much longer it would last. He claims there was no affection or emotion in allowing her to do what she did, and that he regretted it immediately. I am also aware that afterwards he was also very hostile towards her, although I was not informed entirely of why until last night. A few key points about what went down last night- when he informed me of his unfaithfulness, I proceeded to beat the living shit out of him to the best of my abilities. I remember swinging at him wildly until I wore myself out, and him making no attempt to stop me or fight back. He then claimed he still loved me and would do everything in his power to atone for it from this point on. He is the first real love of my life. Do you consider what he did to be ‘cheating’ and where do you advise me to go from here?