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Twenty-Nine Pablo

Legalese, please be of legal age in your locale to read this story. There will be sex. Sex between two men. Sex between three men and water sports. Please this is set in the future once HIV has been eliminated as a threat, for now please remember that you need to be careful; U=U is useful but being undetectable is often quoted by men that really have no idea if they are, if they missed too many doses or another issue caused their virus to spike. Prep is helpful and may be a major help to all gay men if used properly and monitored as required. Enough of the lecture, be careful and have fun.

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With the settlers from the moon settled in, bots more fully deployed and the orphans living in homes that wanted them life in the village was once more settling into a peaceful routine. Whereas breakfast had once been the meal where we made decisions and plans for the day dinner had become the one time of day when the entire village would gather. I found that I was much happier that way and the children of the village would go home much more likely ready to sleep than prior to the change.

Where there once hadn't been much entertainment other than sex some of the more musical among us began to share their talents putting on small shows or sing-alongs. The mother that had taken the two youngest of the orphans began teaching a dance class for any of the children that wanted to attend. Since there was no bullying about what was masculine or feminine in the village there was nothing holding the boys back from the first of the lessons. After about two months of her teaching children some of the adults asked her to teach them more formal ballroom dances. I had never learned to Waltz, Cha Cha or even Two Step so when she announced that we would be having adult lessons once a week I convinced Joey to go with me. I wasn't learning that much very quickly but the evenings of lessons proved to be as much entertainment as watching the children dance so I stuck with them although Joey was much better.

Our days had become darker and were only marked by a slight lightening of the sky. We managed to produce enough heat that we didn't have to wear sweaters and jackets all the time although we did allow the heat to drop at night. Everyone had self adjusting blankets, even the children, so sleeping with the temperature twenty degrees below what we set for the day was not at all shocking to our systems. We had a scare the second year of darkness that the plants were consuming too much carbon dioxide but that was quickly remedied by the scientists pumping oxygen into the hydroponics garden.

All the extra lighting that we hadn't thought about for a number of years was shut down basically shutting down everything other than the med center that wasn't on the first level. The village was drawing less energy from the nuclear plant than Noel had thought would be the minimum. Some of the villagers had started to show signs of cabin fever. When the problem was being discussed in the leadership council Oscar suggested we use the playing field for more competitive exercising, sports teams. I couldn't imagine that there would be that many people interested but by the second week four teams were practicing. The only ones not on a team were the younger children and two women who wanted to see if they could create cheering squads.

Life was good, we were all going to bed tired enough not to be bothered by the lack of light. There had been a quick disagreement on whether we should play football or futbol but the later won after Rhoda said she wouldn't be treating concussions. Most of us hadn't played much of the sport but there turned out to be four semi-pro players that had gone to the moon. They were soon separated onto the different teams and were teaching the rest of us at least the basics three evenings a week. We certainly weren't good, but it was fun and nobody got so into the idea of winning that they made anyone else uncomfortable with their competitiveness. It had been a long time since I had done much running so I took a while to get into the games.

Although we didn't have religious worship services we had agreed that there could be one evening that would not have either sports or singing. Usually I spent the evening alone with the children but when they turned twelve Ton and Dana decided they were old enough not to join in with the family. I tried to get them interested in some old board games that we had found in one of the store rooms but failed. I hated that the family was pulling apart but I knew that it was natural that the boys would start to want their independence. I was careful to knock on the door of their bedroom before entering, at that age I was known to masturbate at least four times a day.

For the first six months or so after the settlers returned from the moon I was able to hold Pablo and Ace off from the decisions they both thought I should make. Junior and I had agreed to the chastity cage for Ace now without Junior at my side I decided that if he could start enjoying the feel of his erections he might stop wanting me to castrate him. He had never talked to me about the conversation he had with Dr. Rhoda but I knew she had warned him about most of the body changes he would have to expect if he lost his balls. It was the night of his fifteenth birthday, or the children's party, that he brought it up again.

"Sir, the time has come for you to castrate me or to release me from slavery."

"Ace, do you understand what you are asking of me?" I didn't want to do either, releasing him from slavery would cut the last tie I had to Junior.

"Yes sir, I have talked about it with Dr. Rhoda and the other Dr. They have told me how my body and my life will change."

"Why do you think I want a boy that becomes flabby and has less of a sex drive than you have now?" I still was not sold on the idea.

"Would you consider a compromise?" Obviously he had been thinking about this request while I thought I had been putting him off.

"I'll discuss one." I had no idea what he was thinking. What compromise was there? Letting him have a sex change?

"I have wanted you to castrate me so that you will have my balls for the rest of your life. Do you remember me telling you that?" It was odd that he was holding his balls out so they weren't hidden with his hand or dick.

"Very well." The idea had horrified me, what was I supposed to do, keep them in a bottle on the nightstand? I couldn't even imagine that I would follow through with that part of his request even if I was convinced to castrate him.

"Will you accept an offering of one ball? I will stay the same as I am, a boy and I will still be able to give you my ball to treasure." He was smiling while he made the offering, still holding his balls tight against the sac so they were all I could see.

"Don't you think that's kinda strange? Why do you want me to have a piece of your body to keep?"

"I know you aren't going to keep me as your slave for the rest of our lives. I want you to be able to remember me as the boy that would give you anything and do anything for you." I couldn't understand that depth of feeling. Was I incapable of love or was that something surpassing love and devotion? Would I have given him one of my balls? I can't believe I would have.

I thought about what Junior had made me promise. The only way I was to allow this to happen was if I personally was the one that was to slice the arteries, veins and nerves or whatever that connected the testicle to his body. Rhoda had said that there were the glass marbles used for implants in the med center so I knew he wouldn't need to look deformed if I agreed to do what he wanted but he would be.

That was the night before I took Pablo to his house and deflowered him. How easily that is written. It was not that easy for either of us. Pablo had taken to licking my cock if he saw I was erect, asking for my pre-cum. For a while I wondered if he thought that was all that I would shoot when we finally had sex. I need not have worried, he had talked to Franco before he was turned into a wolf and then he had Ace give him a full tutorial on he thought would happen the first time I agreed to fuck him. Neither of them thought to provide him with a dildo to start the process of opening his asshole. Ace had shown him where Jude had hidden to watch me have sex so he had some idea of what two men would do.

He wasn't the least shy when we got into his house. Instead of taking off his clothes he helped me off with mine, I had taken to wearing long pants and long sleeved shirts instead of shorts due to the way the evenings cooled down. I shivered as they were thrown onto a chair at the foot of the stairs. He had always spoken about this night as if it was for me, not knowing that in reality it would almost all be about his needs and desires. I let him explore my body with his hands for a few minutes before starting to help him undress, I didn't need to do much, he was naked in a flash.

"Do you want to go to one of the beds?" He already had my cock in his hands and was bent over as if he wanted to lick my cock.

"Pablo, that sounds good. Do you have lube ready?" A young virgin like him was going to require a lot of lube.

"Beside everyone of the beds." He blushed after admitting that. I thought him blushing was sweet and pulled him against me for a hug. He felt so much like Jesus had felt the first day he and I had spent in bed I nearly cried. I tried to get Jesus out of my mind, this was not going to be a repeat performance, this was all about giving Pablo a good experience. There had been so many boys that I was the first to fuck in High School but since living in the village the only boy had been Ace. I thought about doing the same things to Pablo as I had Ace but I couldn't picture him as another slave so I took matters more slowly.

Pablo lead me to the first bedroom on that floor of the house. It had a stale smell but I could tell that he had been busy getting it ready for this night. The comforter was turned down and the self-adjusting blanket had been pulled out from under the pillows. There was a tub of lube beside the bed on a heater usually used to keep a cup of coffee or tea warm. Who might have suggested that to him? If Pablo had know what he needed to do to get me to fuck him I might have bent him over the side of the bed and plunged right in, but he didn't and for some reason I wanted to make love to him not just fuck his ass. It was probably that he reminded me so much of Jesus when we met. It also could have been that I had enjoyed having him in the village since he had stopped screeching.

It had felt nice being lead to bed by the hand rather than the cock which so many of my other partners had done over the past few years. I had gotten erect as soon as Pablo had started to help me take off my shirt. I loved the feel of his hands as they caressed my chest and arms when he was lifting my shirt. They felt nice going down my legs but I had enjoyed him touching my chest more. I would never had expected it but as he pulled my pants over my feet he gave them both numerous kisses.

Once he was nude and pressed against me I pressed his head to my chest. He is short enough that he didn't have to bend much to lick at my nipples and then suck on them. While he did I reached for his butt. He had begged me to fuck him and I had agreed to go with him that night because I wanted in his ass. I was still hesitant, being twice his age and so much more experienced it was difficult for me to think how I should start our time together in a way that he would not only remember but enjoy.

I lowered us to the bed and pulled Pablo down on top of me. It was good to get my feet under the blanket since the floor had been cold. Waiting for Pablo was excruciating, my cock was hard and squeezed between our bodies while his pressed against my balls uncomfortably but I refused to press him to move more quickly. I wanted Pablo to explore my whole body since I thought it was the first that he had been so close to a man. After maybe ten minutes of licking and sucking at my nipples I put a hand on top of his head and exerted the slightest pressure, not enough to make him move but I hoped enough to let him know that it was time to move on.

Without me saying anything he began to lick his way down my abdomen. It was like he had been told by Ace that he would need to give me a tongue bath before we did anything more or that he had watched my slave doing that one of the times he had spied on us. He was holding himself off me while doing that with one arm and using the other hand to play with the hair in my armpit. I wanted to let him know he could lick at my pits but chose to wait for later.

My fascination with tongues had me looking down at Pablo to see his. I wasn't disappointed at the length although it wasn't as long as Ace's but it was wider. His tongue was wide enough that it felt like he was lapping at me not just licking. When he reached my navel he stopped and tried digging into it. I hoped that told me something about the way he would eat ass when the time came. I needed to put my hand back on his head to make him move on. From there to my cock was smeared with both of our pre-cum. Pablo was as eager to lick up his own as he was mine.

Up until that moment all he had ever managed was to lick the head of my cock and get pre-cum. No, he had taken the head of my cock into his mouth twice until he was pulled away. "Pablo, no one is going to stop you once you start licking and sucking my cock. I will expect you to swallow the cum that shoots out, nobody that sucks my cock spits it out. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

He didn't answer me. He went from licking at my stomach to trying to get my cock in his mouth. I was glad he was willing to suck it, I needed to cum at least once before I fucked him. After a couple of minutes I started telling him what he needed to do, he had his mouth on me but didn't seem to understand that he need to suck it. As he started going back up after my cock hit the back of his throat making him gag he scraped me with his teeth. It took telling him twice before he was able to work his way up and down without his teeth scraping my cock.

He wasn't getting more than six or so inches of cock in his mouth but his eagerness to suck made up for that. I grabbed him by the ears and fucked his mouth the last three strokes before I started cumming. It was the first time I had cum in two days so I filled his mouth to over flowing. Watching as Pablo at first struggled and then greedily licked up the cum that had spilled I was happy for the first time cocksucker.

"Is it normal for the boy sucking you to cum, too?" He wasn't ashamed but curious.

"Pablo, I don't know if normal is the right word. Many guys cum the first time they suck a cock, I've known guys that have cum the first time they licked one. I know that Ace came twice the first time he sucked me." Pablo was fussing, he didn't seem to know what to do or if he could lay down. I could have fucked him without a rest but I thought it best to take some time and talk to him about what we were doing.

"Come lay up here with your head in my pit." I don't know what I expected. I love having my pits licked but I don't think I expected that from him the first time his face was in one. As Pablo laid down he let his nose brush against the hair in my pit and then took a deep whiff. A second later he was pressed in tight so that all he could do was breath the air that had been scented with my armpit and hesitantly tough his tongue to me.

"Pablo, are you happy that you finally got to suck your first cock?" I wanted to be playing with his butt but I couldn't reach.

"Yes, sir. I loved it." I could hear the joy in his voice so I knew he was being truthful, I thought about having him suck me again but held off.

"You weren't taking all of my cock. As you learn how to suck cock better you are going to have to learn how to take all of my cock into your throat."

"I was gagging with just that much, sir." I knew that Ace had to have taught him that expression, I wondered just what he didn't teach him.

"You will learn to kill that gag reflex. Then guys with cocks as long as mine will really enjoy your blow jobs." I wanted him to know that I didn't expect him to only suck my cock, there would be others and I wanted him to enjoy them.

"You didn't really enjoy that?" I hadn't meant to make him feel bad.

"Pablo, I enjoyed it or I wouldn't have cum in your mouth. I just wanted you to know that you will be getting better the more cocks you suck."

He relaxed. I had thought he was about to bolt from the bed. "Move up further, Pablo, I want to play with your asshole."

He had been begging to be fucked for two years. I didn't know if he had done anything to himself or had Ace play with him. He was slow to move his head out of my pit, giving it a quick lick before sliding up on the mattress. "Turn over on your side."

It had taken some pushing and pulling to get him to where I could reach his asshole, part of that was his reluctance (?) and part was one of my arms was stuck under him. I had carefully wet my fore-finger with spit. When I hit his asshole he almost jumped from the bed. Once I got him settled back I tried again and he was clenched so tight in fear that all I could do was rub my finger on his hole.

"Pablo, if you really want me to fuck you, you are going to need to relax. I know it is difficult to relax when you are thinking about my whole cock sliding in you but you need to or not only will this hurt but you will get ripped up and bleed. Remember, if I start fucking you I won't stop until my cock is all the way in you. Even then I won't stop, I will fuck you until I am ready to cum."

"Please fuck me, sir." Although he was fifteen he sounded like a little boy, it almost made me rethink what I had agreed to do. I rolled over to get some of the warm lube. When I turned back his tiny ass slit was visible, he had pulled a leg up to one side. He had not yet started to grow hair around his asshole although there was some on his legs. I must admit enjoying looking at his tiny, pink asshole.

I smeared some of the lube on his hole and then carefully tried to work a finger into him. My finger wasn't even to the first joint when he started murmuring about the pain. It really made me think that fucking him was not going to be a good idea. But as I felt those glorious cheeks I knew now that I had started there was no way I could be convinced to stop. I wanted into that asshole as much as Pablo had thought he wanted me to fuck him. I pushed my finger the rest of the way inside.

"Oww."

"Pablo, that is nothing but one finger. My cock is much bigger, remember you need to try relaxing or I'm going to hurt you." I kissed the butt cheek nearest to me, really I should have licked his asshole before starting but there are conventions that seem to be stuck in my head, such as a prohibition against an older man eating out a boy's asshole.

The kiss made Pablo squirm and my finger was able to work the lube around and press against the sides opening him enough that I was able to slide a second finger in beside the first. Again he was complaining about the pain but this time I ignored him completely. For five minutes or more I worked my fingers in and out and around trying to get him to relax and open up enough to take the cock that was going to take his virginity. I had the full length of my cock well lubed.

"Are you ready, Pablo?" I could feel his whole body tense up at the question. It was like he was going to break my fingers. I didn't know if it would help but I slapped his butt. And then I slapped him three more times. With the fourth slap I felt his asshole relaxing. I pulled my fingers out.

Without any warning I slammed close to half of my cock into Pablo's ass.

"No, please. You're going to split me in two, please, no! Hell, damn, fuck. Stop it asshole, you're killing me."

"Pablo, settle down. I told you that if I started I wasn't going to stop. Now relax, push back like you are shitting and enjoy."

He was still so tight that I was not pushing more than another inch at a time into his ass. He was opening a little but not enough to jam my whole eleven inches in. I was pulling back almost to the point only the head of my cock was in him and slamming back down. He hadn't stopped yelling or begging me to stop. I thought he should have been to that point but I slapped my body against his butt before the screaming got softer.

"You've got all of my cock, Pablo. See if you can squeeze it with your ass.

"Now, leave go.

"Squeeze again.

"Leave go." I pulled all the way back and slammed into him.

"FUCK!"

"That's what I'm doing. You need to work your ass like I just had you doing." As he started squeezing and relaxing I started fucking him gentler. Some of the strokes were only partial and I didn't try slamming my whole cock into him in one stroke for a good forty or more strokes. He had stopped yelling, I wasn't sure he was starting to enjoy having my cock in him yet but I was certainly enjoying fucking him.

"Its time for you to start fucking yourself on my cock." I had pulled out at least three quarters of my cock and stopped.

"What do I do?"

"Push yourself back on my cock and then let yourself move forward." I wanted to believe he would do what he was told, but I wasn't sure. It took a minute for Pablo to push himself all the way back to where our bodies were touching. He slid off my cock smoothly and pushed back almost instantly.

"That's the way. You're doing great." Well, not great, but good.

I let him work my cock in his ass for a few minutes before I once again started to fuck him. When I told him not to stop he and I started to get into a good rhythm and I was quickly ready to shoot. I rammed my cock all the way into him and let the cum fly. At the same time I felt his muscles tightening around my cock and heard him exhale as he shot another load into the sheets. I pulled him with me as I turned to the side and lay on the bed. I lay quietly letting Pablo think about what we had done.

"Sir, are you going to fuck me again?" I flicked my cock which was still in his asshole, I didn't know whether he was going to be able to handle me a second time the first night.

"If I do you are going to have to ride my cock." Since sitting on a cock to get fucked is easier I thought he should control the second fuck. I remembered the first time I was fucked it took me two days to be ready again.

"Sir, please no. I'm too sore." He sounded pitiful. I didn't tell him that but anyone else it would have been the end of me fucking them.

"Okay, pull yourself off my cock." I was about half hard and pulling out would have rubbed any sore spots the boy had. I rolled onto my back taking him with me. I couldn't see his face but I could hear him groan a few times as he tried pulling off. He immediately turned around and kissed me. I was glad he wasn't angry about how sore his ass was going to be and kissed him back hard.

"Is getting fucked always like that, sir?" He had laid down on my chest.

"Every man that fucks you will be different and if you are lucky and find a man to love he will fuck you differently every time. Riding the same cock the same way every day can get boring." I had been there.

"I can't believe having your cock in me could ever get boring. It hurt bad at the beginning but a few minutes before you shot your load in me it started to feel wonderful." He was smiling so widely I knew he was telling the truth.

"But now it hurts. I don't know if I can walk or ever sit again." I pulled him down into my pit again. I was thinking about going home but the idea of having him beside me all night possibly learning more was enough to make me want to stay.

"Do you like having your face in my arm pit?"

He hesitated for two minutes before answering me. I knew it was hard to admit but finally he said he did and I told him to lick it. The way he had taken to licking me earlier I didn't think there was a chance he wouldn't do what he was told. If the night went the way I was thinking he would have his tongue in my ass before it was over and I fell asleep. For the next half hour he needed more direction than he had when he first got into the bed. Ace must have told him a lot of the things I might want from him that night, he didn't refuse anything or say it sounded gross.

Even as Pablo took my toes into his mouth he seemed to be enjoying himself. How could I tell? His dick was hard from the moment his tongue hit my armpit. Only when I told him it was time to lick my asshole did he go soft. I didn't know if I should press him onward but since I had already told him what I want him to do I flipped onto my stomach and spread my cheeks. I didn't expect much from him, until you are told what you are doing feels good or doesn't most of us don't know what to do to an asshole.

I think Ace must have told him what to do when this moment came. He didn't go for my asshole as fast as he had my armpits or my toes but he did bend in close fairly quick. A moment later I felt him run a finger up and down the slit. Then he blew his breath at me, not like he wanted it to go across the slit but as if he thought he could blow me up like a balloon. I had the feeling that Pablo was getting his nerve up so I didn't do anything although I wanted to grab his head and pull him in.

He kissed my right cheek just below my fingers and then the left in the same place. Gradually he worked his way closer and closer to my asshole. I could feel his warm breath touching me, I had been getting cold and that felt great. I reached around and pulled the blanket over the top half of my body leaving my butt uncovered except for where Pablo's head was touching. Moving like that I had raised my butt a little closer to his mouth and suddenly I felt his lips touching my asshole.

"That's the way. Now lick it."

He jerked out of whatever trance he was in and licked up the center of my asshole. I wanted to grab at his tongue but I would have to wait until he was actually probing me. For the next ten minutes Pablo worked at my asshole, He was doing well and when I told him to try pushing his tongue in did it without any reluctance. He wasn't long enough to get much of his tongue in me but any feels good and I praised him for what he was doing and how good he was making me feel.

He stopped on his own. I thought about telling him he shouldn't but he was laying next to me breathing hard. I rolled to my side and pulled him against me. I played with his little nipples for a few minutes before talking to him about what he thought of eating my asshole. It took him a few minutes to admit that he had enjoyed doing it. I was hard and wanted to fuck him again but I had to respect the fact that his ass was sore. I suppose I could have had him suck my cock again but I decided to hold him until we both fell asleep.

I woke a few hours later, Ace was pulling on a toe.

"Sir, the pilot has been calling you." I had been pleased to hear that she was settling into covering the monitoring room over night. We hadn't had much interaction, it felt like she was not happy to be back on Earth.

"Roger, what is happening there?"

I looked at the monitor she had pointed to and laughed. "That is Jesus, he cleans up the halls on the second level every so often."

"All I see if a broom."

"He is a spirit. Jesus died a couple years ago and rather than go where ever spirits are supposed to go he remained here. He and Noel are two of our members that joined the cadre of spirits on the third level to help us. They haven't hurt anyone, but be glad you are a female because they both have icicles for cocks and attempt butt fucking some of their old friends. I haven't heard but Jesus might do it with Lucia, too."

"You have ghosts, here?"

"They prefer to be called spirits. I don't know the difference but I am glad we have them, they have helped us in the battles against the wolves."

"Are there spirits other than the two you named?"

"There may be as many as twenty in total. Don't worry, they won't hurt you." She was obviously upset at the thought of the spirits but didn't ask to be relieved of her duty. I hadn't thought about any of the others seeing the results of what the spirits did, Jeff and Hieronymus were going to have to train their people better.

"You called the spirit down there Jesus. How do you know what spirit it is?"

"I should have told you that, I can see them. No one else can other than Jude. Poloma says she can sense them but she has never said she has seen them. Jesus is the only one that Jude has said he has seen, but I think that means he can most likely see them all."

"Who are they?"

"I don't know. They look like a group of settlers from the eighteen hundreds but I tried to research it and there is no mention of a major battle around here. Henry Sr. said there were stories about members of the Choctaw tribe raiding the settlers in the area. If that is right they may have been killed by the Indians and that would be why Poloma senses them as evil spirits.

I was tired, by the time I made it back to the community center the first of my boys were coming out to eat. I sat down with Ton and Dana, for twelve year olds they are generally pretty good boys. They told me that Jack who wasn't much more than a year older than them had been trying to get Ginger to go off alone with him. They weren't sure what he wanted but they thought it had to do with sex. They said it had gotten to the point that all he ever talked about was sex. I was glad they weren't quite old enough for that to be their only topic of conversation. Since the early years when Dana had said he didn't want anyone sticking their thingy in him we hadn't had a real sex talk. I was going to have a talk with Tiffan, had he included a sex talk in his classes? If not someone would need to talk to the twins, soon.

Joey had recruited Ton and Dana to be busboys for breakfast and the mid-day meal so they were off cleaning the tables when Pablo staggered out of his house to join me.

"There are really guys here that can do that every night?"

"Pablo, there are guys here that have taken a cock at least half a dozen times in a night. And walked better than you are. Did you bring a pillow to sit on?"

"I didn't think about it."

"Ton, go inside and get Pablo a pillow from the sofa."

"You've been begging for it." He ran off after saying that to Pablo. I hadn't known that the boys knew Pablo had been asking me to fuck him. He came back with what I think is the softest pillow we had in the living room.

"So, does everyone know that you have been begging me to fuck you?"

"Just about. I've had three or four of the guys tell me they would be glad to be my first but I said no." He was trying not to sit down too hard.

"Are you glad you waited for me?" George and a few of the other guys in High School had said they were glad they waited for me but I couldn't imagine why.

"Yes, sir!" He exclaimed with all the joy of a gay boy.

"Now you can run off and let anyone fuck you. Who do you have in mind?" I was hoping to get him to go find someone to be a partner for a while.

"I want to stay with you and Ace."

"I'm already fucking Oscar and Ace. I think that is enough for right now."

"But, you fucked me last night and let me suck your cock." I could believe how sad he looked about the idea I was already taken.

"Sir, there is nobody like you in the village." He was looking at me with such puppy dog eyes I wanted to take him in my arms.

"Like me?"

"With a cock as big as yours." He held his hands up and widen the distance between them until it was much too far.

"Joey's cock is almost as big. Maybe an inch shorter but thicker." I shouldn't be sending Pablo after him but he could handle himself.

"Do I have to become your slave to come live with you?" He was back to talking to me in that little boy voice.

"What do you know about being a slave?"

"Not much, sir. I know I would have to be available to fuck whenever you wanted and would have to drink piss. I guess I would have to clean house and take care of the babies." He was trying hard to remember what Ace had told him he would have to do.

"Pablo, I don't think you have it in you to be my slave. Anyway, I'm not sure I want or need another slave in the house. Ace does just fine." And he did, between Tiffan caring for the children in the morning and the work Ace did in the house I couldn't think of any reason to have another slave.

"But won't he be off his feet for a couple weeks after you castrate him?"

"What do you know about that?" Was Ace going around telling everyone that I would castrate him?

"Ace says he is going to let you have his balls."

"What do you think about that?" If anyone had said they were going to have their balls cut off when I was their age I think I would have been retching. Back then most of my identity was centered in my cock and balls.

"If that is what the cost is to become your slave. Please just take one of mine and I'll serve you with Ace.."

I couldn't believe it. I had heard of cults where the members had willingly let themselves be castrated but that had always been for some 'divine reason'. I had not demanded it of these boys and it scared me that they were willing to give up a testicle to be with me. Actually they were willing to give up both. I needed to learn what was happening that there had even been such a thought put in their heads. I remembered talking about it with Junior when we first agreed to have Ace take the position of slave in our household but we had never repeated the thought in front of Ace.

Besides giving up a testicle why were these boys willing to become slaves? I understand that there is more sex in my house than there is most places but if that is all they want there is the sex hut. I needed to find someone that could talk me through this, I didn't think there were any counselors in the village or shrinks but hopefully there was someone that had some background in helping people with mental problems. I wasn't certain that the boys' desire wasn't a mental condition.

I went to the Ob/Gyn, I didn't really think he would have that much knowledge of people willingly giving up their testicles but I hoped that he had more experience with the matter than I did. I knew he had said he would be willing to help with Ace's operation.

"Roger, I am not an expert on the matter. I have had some ideas since I originally talked to Ace. The first and foremost is that the boys don't really want to live as eunuchs. Second is that they don't see losing their testicles as being that serious a matter in that they really don't think we will ever be getting out of here or at least in their lifetimes. They would rather serve you and service you than be forced to father children with any of the older women. If we were still living in the old cities Ace might be thinking about a sex change, I am not sure of that but he seems to have a need to lose his testicles.

"They are well aware that the only girl that will be available to them for a few years is Ginger and if she changes her attitude, Sara. I know you have been approached by Ace and Pablo, I have also had Jack and Tiffan approach me. Tiffan already thinks he lives the life of a woman so why not be less of a man than he is now. Jack may just be following Ace and Pablo since they are friends."

"Can't you talk them out of this nonsense? This isn't Heaven's Gate or whatever that old cult was. I have no need of their balls and think it is weird and creepy that they want me to have and keep them." I could just see my dresser lined up with bottle after bottle with a single testicle, sickening.

"Have you tried telling the boys that?"

"I have told Ace that. I didn't even know about the others until today. We have to do something to stop this." I'm sure I sounded desperate.

"Roger, I don't know what you can do. Its like a mass hypnosis. I'm afraid if we refuse to help them they are going to try doing it to themselves."

"I said that to Rhoda." She thought I was over reacting and that the boys were exhibiting signs of Stockholm Syndrome and this was a way for them to pledge their loyalty as well as their love.

"We would have put them on a seventy-two hour hold before the attack.

"I'm not sure even that would help."

"Doc, there is no way I want this to happen. Maybe I should leave the village so the boys don't have the impression that I am the village leader.

"Did you ever tell Ace why you wanted him to masturbate?" I had the doctor have Ace give him sperm samples when they were trying to impregnate the two women.

"He knows that he is to be the father of two children. That doesn't seem to make a difference or if it does it works against us in that he thinks he has already given the use of his balls and they are now insignificant."

"Do you know who talked them down to one?" I wanted to know who was their confidant. Could he or she get them to stop?

"No, but whoever it was deserves a halo. They can function the same as they ever would have with two. I'd be willing to go along with that." I could see him already making plans for the needed operations.

"You would take one ball from them if they asked?"

"They don't want me to take their testicle, they want you to take it. I would open them up and let you snip the cords."

"I know that's what they want, I don't think I could do it to anyone let alone someone that I have positive feelings toward." All I needed was for either Joey or Oscar to join the group and I would break down.

"Roger, snipping one testicle and removing it from the sac would not harm them in any way. They would still mature the way a normal male does. They would still be able to produce semen. They wouldn't have any extra feminine characteristics. If they want to give them to you why won't you take them?"

"There is not any reason for me to do it."

"Yes there is. They are pledging you love for the rest of their lives. They all know that you won't marry them so they are taking it into their own hands and giving themselves over to you their way. Roger, I agree with them and would join them." I hadn't even known that he was not hetero, let alone thinking about me.

"Oscar, we need to have a long talk." We went to the playing field, carrying a self-adjusting blanket each. Oscar could tell I was serious and had picked up a bottle of whiskey that he had hidden in our kitchen. I wasn't sure it would be that much help but anything to relief the stress of the last two days. Sitting on the playing field was nothing like it had been when I first arrived in the village, with the dust and debris from who knew how many nuclear bombs it was impossible to see a single star. During the day you could tell where the sun was from a halo that glowed in the sky but that was all.

"I'm sure you have heard something about what is bothering me. Three days ago I learned that five members of the village wanted me to remove one of their testicles. Since then there have been reports that there are now twelve men that want me to remove one testicle and keep them.

"You aren't one of these men are you?" I hoped that Oscar knew I enjoyed his balls right where they were.

"No. I have tried to talk some of them out of the idea but it seems that once they make up their minds there is nothing that can be said that changes their minds. This morning talking to Tiffan and Pablo I was almost convinced to join them." He shook his head at the confusion he had been feeling.

"Please, don't.

"I don't want this to happen. There is no reason anyone should want to do this. If they want to honor me some way this isn't it. I find it weird and creepy." I had rolled over so that I could rest my head on his chest and slide a hand under the blanket to hold onto his balls.

"You've had most of those balls in your mouth anyway. So what if you have them on the dresser?" I think he was being serious.

"That's not true. There are some of the crew that was on the moon that has joined in this nonsense. I haven't touched any of them." Other than finding out about the doctor I didn't think there would have been a chance.

"But you would." We had talked about some of the men that had been with him on the journey back from the moon so he knew.

"Maybe two of the futbol players." They had fuckers legs and butts, given the opportunity I might have opened up for them.

"I heard they all have joined in the plan. So at least if you don't get them in your mouth you'll get them in your hands."

"I can't take this. I'm going to have to leave the village."

"If you even try they are going to follow you. It is becoming like you are their Messiah. Haven't you noticed that you are the only one they listen to any more?" Oscar was holding me tight. so I was feeling very comfortable even arguing about this.

"Could you really leave your boys?" I had been thinking about that for two days and it was the most compelling reason for me to stay in the village. I had the fear that if I allowed the men to half castrate themselves now, that my boys might be the in the next wave of men that offered me their ball. I could see Jude resisting whatever pressure there seemed to be in the village but not the other three.

"I would prefer to take them along. I would leave the girls with their aunt but the middle two boys would be given the choice if they wanted to stay with Joey or leave. Dana and Ton I would take if they were willing. "

"They are getting older and more independent."

"I know. I worry about them. Especially Ton, he is like me and could get pregnant should he decide he is willing to allow anyone to fuck him. The same is true for Jude but he is still too young to worry about." That was the first time that I had told anyone about the two boys being born like me. I don't know why I told Oscar but I was fairly confident that he wouldn't repeat it if I asked.

"The others are more normal?"

"I don't like the term, but yes."

"Do you really think Jude would allow you out of the village without being two steps behind you?" Oscar and I had often had a laugh about how Jude would find a way to follow me no matter where I was or was going.

"Probably not.

"So what should I do? Let them give up a testicle as an offering? Try to get out of here? Try again to convince everyone that what they are talking about is crazy?" I must have squeezed his balls too tightly, he yelped.

"I don't know what to tell you. I do think the more you try to talk them out of giving up a ball the less likely they are to agree with you. If you refuse to be the one taking the balls they will make a decision that some one else can do it. But they will still present them to you as an offering."

"I wish there was a way to convince them not to do this." After all that had been said I was almost ready to break down and cry.

"Get the wolves to attack and it might give you some time."

"Like I have ever had any control over when they attack."

"Do you think the spirits could help attract the wolves?"

"I don't know why they would, no I really doubt it."

"Roger, if you can't talk them out of this I think you have to be the one cutting the men's balls off. Anyone else would diminish the offering the men are giving you." He had turned my head so he was looking in my eyes.

"But why do they want to give me a ball?" I had asked myself that question over and over and knew I was repeating myself with Oscar but I couldn't help it.

"You said you wondered if it was a mass hypnosis? If it is wouldn't you be willing to give up a ball, too? But since that doesn't seem likely there must be a different reason. I know that this started with Ace when he was first taken as your slave by Junior and you, right?"

"I think so." I was fairly sure I hadn't heard anything about castration prior to that.

"He now thinks that the best way to serve you is if you were to castrate him. But you refused to do that. Right?"

"I did."

"Then he came to you with this compromise. That he would only give up one testicle." He was still looking in my eyes and had a finger playing with my hair.

"That's right."

"First, he talked Pablo into giving one up with him. Then as you put them off they began convincing others that the best way to honor you was to join them in giving up one ball. The men that didn't really want any more children were the easiest to convince. Then they started trying to convince any of us that were gay or had sex with you. At dinner I heard that there were now fifteen that had pledged one testicle to you." I was completely taken by his speech.

"Sir, we would like to speak to you." How had we not heard the group of men walking up behind us? As I turned I saw everyone that I thought was part of the movement that Ace had started.

"Speak, I'm not prepared to do what you are going to ask."

"Sir, there are now only four males over the age of fourteen that have not pledged one testicle to you as an honor for having brought us through the alien attacks. We are asking you to do the removal, if you don't we are prepared to do it to ourselves." Behind Ace I could see every man was holding a knife in the air. If they did this there were sure to be some that bled out and died. I couldn't let that happen.