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Four for the Road

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We managed to cross the Mississippi River by the small boat that Jesus said he and his friends had often used to fish in the muddy water. Seeing the Golden Arch to our North as we crossed the river reminded us all of the greatness that America had once achieved. When asked Jesus told us he was from the the area of Texas known as the Valley and was as American as we were. For a strange reason that none of us articulated we stayed as close to the river as we could that night. Tony asked me to push the wheelchair down a street from which we could see the rushing water. I thought it was a good idea for us to leave Karen and Jesus to themselves, I had suggested to her while crossing the river that Jesus might be her only chance at finding sex for awhile and it shouldn't matter how thick he was if she really wanted to have sex.

"Can you find a place where we can sit to watch the river?" He was already sitting, why did he need a different place to sit? It took at least another ten minutes before I found a bench that looked out on the river.

"Roger did you enjoy yourself this morning?" I knew he was referring to the blow job that Jesus had given me when we woke.

"I did. All that could have been better was if you had been licking my ass while Jesus sucked my cock not kissing my back. You were trying to get at it weren't you?" I try not to gauge what a man does by other experiences with sex but I was beginning to think that Tony might be the best at eating ass that I had ever met.

"Hell, yes. I don't understand why, but I want to lick your ass as often as you'll let me."

"And drink piss?"

"Damn it. Yes, I want to drink your piss as often as you can feed it to me." He bowed his head as he admitted to wanting to drink piss whenever I could give it to him, taking it when having sex is one thing but being willing to drink your man's piss every time he needs to urinate is a serious confession to make. What that makes the drinker is only what he is willing to admit, some say they are pigs and others call themselves urinals.

"Have you always been this way? I mean wanting to serve your man in anyway you know he likes?" I knew I wasn't asking what I really wanted to know but I couldn't force the words out. I honestly wanted to know his real desires.

"Roger, I have never wanted to eat ass the way I have wanted to get my tongue in you. I'm not sure if it is that I feel good about you as a lover or if your ass is just that tasty. I hope whatever it is I keep wanting to get my tongue deep into your asshole." He had raised his eyes high enough to look me in the eyes when he spoke my name but let his head droop again as he spoke about tonguing out my asshole. I knew that some of the times he had licked me I wasn't as clean as I would have preferred.

"Tony, you remember what we talked about last night? While I am happy having sex with you for now I am not someone that falls into a rut of monogamy easily. I have tried the one man's man thing and have had my heart broken.

"I have always had a thing for Hispanic boys, Jesus fits my desire so well I think he could ask about anything of me and as long as I was fucking his ass I would let him have it. Almost, not monogamy though. I don't want you to think I am emotionally vulnerable to him, I'm not. I just am supremely turned on by his body and am going to fuck him just like I have been fucking you. " I didn't know how far I would be able to push him, I love doing things with the Hispanic boys that I never ask of my men.

"That really makes you sound like a selfish bastard."

"I've been called that before. It hurts to hear that others think of me like that but I am who I am and doubt I'll change unless I find someone who is so dominating that I am unable to stand on my own." If Tony and I had met under other circumstances and he had known what I wanted I wouldn't have told him any of that, we would have been separated long before I ever needed to say it.

"Do you think you are going to be Jesus' lover?" I couldn't believe how worried he sounded, hadn't I made it clear?

"Fuck, no, Tony. Jesus doesn't want a lover and I think he would be better for Karen than he would for either of us. Although he has a beautiful butt."

"Are you talking about me?" I had seen him walking down the road and hoped that he would hear the comment about his butt.

"We were, why don't you show us that butt? There is no one else out here to embarrass you."

"Nah. Just blew a load up Karen's cunt. I'm not ready for anything else." He was looking proud of himself for fucking the woman.

"Great, she has been needing that since we met. Did she enjoy it?" I knew Jesus was like most young Hispanic men, there wouldn't be any doubt in his mind the women he fucked had said it was the best they ever had.

"I thought so but she called out Tony's name while we were fucking. She's all yours man, if you want it." The smug look on his face said I had it first but I don't really care enough to stick around.

The conversation died upon hearing that Karen held a secret desire for Tony. As much as he wanted to eat my asshole, drink my piss and have me fuck him I didn't think there was much chance that Tony was going to run off and hook up with Karen unless I cut him off. That wasn't going to happen, he made me happy. Jesus pushed the wheelchair back towards our vehicles giving me the opportunity to get a hand in his pants and rub at his asshole, if I'd had any lube I would have pushed him over one of the seawall benches and fucked him right there even if had just had hetero sex. Watching that butt and feeling his hole had me so hard it hurt.

"Are you two okay with raiding one of these stores? My briefs are crusty from this morning and I could use some different clothes so I can change after a shower."

"Thanks for asking but you didn't need to. Tony, do you need anything?"

"If you see any of those half socks I could use some that fit 10 !/2 to 13. I don't care if they are white or black, new soft socks would feel great. Maybe some two strappers if you think it is going to be getting hotter." The thought of his feet didn't help my aching cock at all, I was almost in a haze.

It didn't look like the greatest store in the world but the manikins in the windows were wearing shorts and two strappers so we had chosen it over the stores that had mostly swim suits in the window.

"Jesus, why do you want to wear briefs? I could get my fingers at your asshole easier if you didn't have anything under your pants." I had my hands on his shoulders and was trying to direct him to what was marked the menswear department. I hoped he thought that was a good idea, if he didn't want me to finger or fuck him it was time to say something.

"You will get tired of fingering me soon. For now the briefs keep my dick from rubbing to much against these pants." He sounded like he was speaking from experience but I couldn't tell if he was sad or not.

"I bet we can find you some soft cotton shorts that will feel just as good on your dick. Throw those pants away, they are too dirty to ever get clean anyway." He caught a reflection of himself in a mirror when the pants were around his knees. It only took him a few more seconds to strip off the rest of his clothes. My cock throbbed at the sight, leaking pre-cum into my leathers.

"Like what you see?" He had turned so that I could see his front and back, my cock was throbbing at the sight.

"Jesus, I want to fuck you. I really like your butt, are you ready for my cock?"

He had moved close enough that he was able to get his hand around my shaft, his calluses didn't feel great but knowing that I was close to dominating the boy made it strain out towards him even more. We didn't have any lube with us so I was looking around to see if there was a department that might have something we could use.

"Can you wait until after dinner? Tony and Karen are waiting for us." He was still shy about taking my long cock in his ass. I pulled him into a hug and pushed my hand between his butt cheeks. "Jesus, you know that I am not going to let you put me off tonight, right? Unless you are in Karen's bed you are going to be riding my cock."

"Si, lo quiero pero mas tarde."

"Bueno. Lame mi pinga." He was completely surprised that I knew enough Spanish to answer him and tell him what to do. He freed himself from my arms and bent over to kiss and lick at my cock intent on getting all the pre-cum that had me half wet.

I wanted to stick the head of my cock into his mouth and let him suck but he was right we had people waiting. "Thank you, now over to Sportswear, we should find some soft shorts for both of us and the shirts Tony wants. If we're quick you can suck me some more."

I left my cock hanging out of my pants as we searched for clothes that fit and were soft, especially soft since they would be all we would be wearing. It was getting too hot outside for me to comfortably wear the leathers unless I was riding the Harley. I hadn't thought to pack more than blue jeans and leathers so it was time to get something cooler. Twice while I was holding up two strap shirts to see if I liked them Jesus bent over to lick my balls, damn I wished he would let me fuck him right there. I had taken off my shirt to check how the sizes were on the shirts, I was surprised that I needed to go up a size from what I was used to wearing, everything was tight around the middle.

"If you would do it, I would be so happy to have you walking around without a shirt." His ahnd was on my abdomen as he licked at my balls again.

"Why is that, Jesus? Like my muscles?"

"I like them, but I also like to get my face in wet, smelly armpits." I raised my right arm and he dove, actually jumped face first into my armpit and started greedily licking up the sweat. Between Tony licking my ass and drinking piss and Jesus in my armpits I didn't think I would ever need another man. How would I get them to form a triad, two asses, pricks and mouths almost sounded like heaven.

Karen was on the street talking to Tony when we walked out with the bags we had loaded with clothes. I couldn't tell Jesus he didn't need anything so most of the bags were his but a couple were for Tony and I. We hadn't looked to find anything for Karen since she had packed heavily, mostly pregnancy clothes, I thought she could use them until she started to lose the weight she put on with the child.

"I thought you were going to stay with the vehicles." She had expressed a fear that our transportation would disappear if we weren't c lose enough to guard it.

"Roger, I started having back pains and thought I should walk them off." I don't know much about women and childbirth, but what I did know was that there would be back pains associated with contraction the closer she was to being ready to give birth.

"Are you starting to have contractions?" She had winced while standing beside Tony.

"I think they are probably just a warning. I don't really think I'm ready to push this kid out yet." I hoped she knew what she was talking about.

We walked back towards the vehicles. I was worried about Karen starting to give birth with none of us really prepared to help. The others were talking about what they planned on having for dinner. I noticed that Karen would stop every twenty or more steps and grimace as if in pain. We needed to find someplace comfortable for her.

"Jesus. Would you start looking for a small house that hasn't burned. We need to find a place to spend the night." With all the energy of a teenager he started to run off on the side streets looking for a house that fit our needs, he left the bags he was carrying on Tony's lap. There had been houses that hadn't burned along the trip, I had assumed they hadn't been occupied by either humans or pets. I hoped the town wasn't so packed that all the houses had been up against each other and had all burned.

I was leaning against the Harley facing the river with my back to the others trying to pull the leathers down when I heard Jesus join us. I was so sweaty that the leather clung to my skin like it had been painted on.

"One of us could help him."

"Don't. A nice slow strip-tease is just what we need this afternoon." I heard Karen and Tony laughing at what Tony had said. I didn't mind, I already knew that Tony enjoyed watching me strip especially if I went slow enough to excite him. Karen had seen it all more than once so what would it matter?

"Isn't that the most delicious ass you have ever seen?" There was so much desire in Tony's voice I had trouble not doing more than mooning them as I took off my boots. I didn't know what Karen thought about it but if she didn't like what the others did she could turn her head until I was dressed again.

"Tony, you wish you could walk over there and lick it? Too bad, I can walk." It didn't take Jesus any time to get behind me and start licking my asshole. He wasn't as good as Tony but I don't think I have ever called anyone that licked my ass bad at it except one guy that had a really scratchy mustache and beard. I stayed bent over until I heard Karen shriek. When I looked back I saw that she was doubled over in pain.

"Jesus, go help her while I finish changing." I hated loosing his tongue but at times there are more important matters than getting rimmed. Not too often I must admit.

"Karen, your water broke. How long before you start contractions?" Jesus was talking to her as calmly as anyone I had ever heard in a hospital."

"They are already starting you bastard." He didn't respond to the slur.

"I found a house about two blocks away, can you walk that far?"

"I need to lay down." A second later I saw the bags that had been on Tony's lap being thrown to the ground. Jesus carefully helped her lay in Tony's arms and yelled to me that he needed help pushing the wheelchair. I was impressed with how he was managing matters, perhaps he had worked in a hospital?

"Karen, if you are okay with a water birth I can help you through it. I used to watch my mother, she was a midwife when we lived in the Valley. I was never allowed near when the women were on a bed so I'm not sure one is like the other.

"Roger, I think there are enough solar panels on the roof that there should be enough power to heat water, check out the tub." As long as someone else was going to take charge of the birthing I was pleased and ran to do what he asked.

"Fill the tub about half way with water that is just above body temperature. Then find a pot and boil some towels." I had always thought the midwives had the men do that so they would get out of the way. Anyway, I was glad to be occupied. I helped wheel Tony and Karen to the bathroom door. I had taken time to clean out the tub with some chlorine product I found under the sink, I wasn't sure it would kill all the germs that had migrated there since the last time it had been cleaned but I thought it would be better than nothing.

For the next half hour Jesus had me laying out dry towels and going back to the truck for infant diapers and blankets that Karen had stocked up on in Ohio. It was the second or third time I went back into the bathroom that I saw Jesus getting out of his clothes, I watched him in curiosity until I saw he was getting in the tub between Karen's legs. With everything that had been happening I had blocked out the noise concentrating on what Jesus had been asking of me.

Tony wheeled the chair up to the side of the tub and allowed Karen to grab his hand as she gave out a groan and Jesus told her to push. Then it was over. Jesus was holding the baby and wiping it off. Karen was still in the water when he cut the child's umbilical cord and handed her to Tony. There was nothing for me to do so I went outside to find some cigarettes, I hadn't been smoking for weeks but at that moment I needed them more than I remember ever doing. I brought a few packs back to the house with me and two cigars in case the other two wanted them to celebrate with.

I was sitting on the porch thinking about everything that had just occurred when I felt the spot that had been giving me pain seem to move and give me a poke from the inside. I was now sure I was also pregnant, I wondered how long it would be until I would have to have the child cut out.

"What are you thinking about?"

"A few things, first I was glad Jesus knew what he was doing and that Karen seems alright. Then I was thinking that this was a good house for us to use as a base for the next week while the mother and child rest enough to get on the road. I then wondered how we would all be able to get back on the road in the two vehicles. Is there room in the front of the truck for three of you and the child?"

"No, why would there be three of us?"

"Karen will need to feed the child and change diapers fairly regularly for a few months. She can't be doing that while driving cross country so I thought Jesus could drive the truck."

"If she can drive, she'll need to stop about every three to four hours to feed the girl. I can change the diapers as needed. The girl can sleep between us if we can find a basket that will sit behind the stick shift. Jesus will either have to ride with you, find a car to drive or climb in the back of the truck." I looked at him in shock, was he really thinking about treating Jesus like some migrant worker hiding from Immigration?

"He hasn't been that keen on riding on the Harley. But now that he has had sex with us that may change. I don't know if a caravan of three vehicles is that great of an idea. Pumping gas has been a stretch in some of these small towns." We could start using some of the extra can of gasoline but I wanted to keep them for a real emergency.

I think Jesus had found the house of a rabid solar power fan. He had some folders with spots around Kansas that are solar powered and a few above Tulsa that are powered by wind turbines. You should be able to get enough power in those towns to keep us filled up." I didn't even stop to think about whether the unmanned power transfer stations would still be functioning that long after the event.

"Do you need me to help you get off those crutches?"

"No, I just want your help in getting off." I turned to look at him in shock and almost had his prick hit me in the eye. I don't often get in the mood to suck a prick that has been in my ass. Luis always had to go with extensive fore-play to get me to go down on him, we both enjoyed it so he never complained. What I wouldn't do is a 69, it's a senseless position, I either want to pay attention to what I am doing or enjoy the mouth on my cock 100%. I was going to tell Tony to lay down on the porch so I could sit on his cock again when I thought about the show I had made him watch, he was sure to be feeling jealous.

I've been told I am too good at sucking cock. I can't believe that, I have never been able to learn how to get a man to hold off on pumping his cum into me quick. A good blow-job should last, right? Tony didn't last more than three minutes before he shot a hot bitter load in my mouth, I wanted to spit it out but I didn't want to insult him with all he had done with his mouth for me.

"I'm next!" Where had he come from? I was still licking the bitter cum off my lips when Jesus pushed his dick between them. He had that Hispanic taste that I love, I was having trouble keeping my mouth open wide enough not to scrape his shaft with my teeth but he didn't seem to care. Jesus grabbed me by the ears and started pumping his thick cock through my lips not worrying about how deep he went. I was happy to give him the head job he seemed to want. It had been years since I had sucked two dicks in the same afternoon.

I was glad I had accepted the second dick, his cum tasted so marvelous that I think I may turn into his personal cocksucker. There is no need for him to waste that spicy seed anywhere else. Especially not in briefs while sucking me.

"You are un buen mamon."

"And you eat ass like a pro. Ready to finish what you started earlier?"

"Tony, want to join me?" I hoped he would. Jesus was making the right moves to get Tony to understand that we could be a triad. I stood up and bent over the porch railing holding my cheeks apart?

"I can't get that low, Jesus. If you can get him up higher it will be my pleasure." Really it would be my pleasure but looking around the porch I couldn't see a way for it to work. They were driving me crazy, I couldn't believe it when I motioned for Tony to move closer. I moved his hand to where his finger were touching Jesus' nose. I looked back at him and mouthed push it in. I don't know if he had done that when there was someone licking an ass previously but he let Jesus wet his finger and pushed it in from the closest spot to him.

"Enough. One of you drop your pants! I need an ass to fuck!" They both laughed at me. Jesus had a hand on my back just like Tony.

"You aren't going anywhere. When I'm done eating out this ass you're going to sit on Tony's face until you shoot cum all over his stomach. I want to lick up that sweet man cum. If you are good we will both take some piss, too. Right, Tony?" I could see that Jesus had Tony licking his lips, there was no need for him to talk.

I really don't know but I think it was about an hour later that we heard the baby cry for the first time since she had responded to the light smack Jesus had given her before handing her to her mother. It brought us all back to reality. We had responsibilities that were less enjoyable but more important. Both Tony and Jesus had eaten my ass out twice, sucked up cum from three orgasms and lapped at a small puddle of piss I left on the other.

We stayed in the house for the next ten days while Karen grew stronger and Ginger ate and shit. I don't think she was awake for more than two or three hours a day. Good to his word Tony changed diapers regularly, Jesus would wake up in the middle of the night to help Karen either taking the babe to her bed or changing a wet diaper. My boys pampered Karen and Ginger while I looked forward to the day we were back on the road, I wanted to get below the unpredictable snow belt that could start dropping the wet stuff any time after the first of October.

Tony settled into a pattern of drinking piss in the morning and whenever we were getting ready for sex. Jesus had watched him swallowing a full load a dozen time before he told us he was ready to do more than lap at the small puddles I would occasionally leave him in Tony's naval. I spent the evening drinking some beer that had been left in the refrigerator, I knew that it would dilute the taste enough that Jesus should be able to swallow every thing I gave him.

"Are you sure of this, Jesus?"

"If Tony can do it and look as happy as he does I can try."

"Isn't that what you said the first time you let me fuck you?"

"Something like that." No, not something. It was exactly the same words, I hoped they weren't becoming competitive. I wanted them both in my bed.

"And how do you feel now?" I knew exactly what he was feeling from all the times he had pressed me to fuck him again.

"When you aren't in me, I feel like I'm missing some part of myself. You've turned me into a real PUTA." It was an insult but he said it proudly, that may have been because the only men around were both gay.

"No, I just helped you let the maricon out." He looked angry for a moment then smiled wide enough to light up the room.

"If I drink your piss what will I become?"

"More attached to me than you can imagine. Are you really ready?" I was holding the door wide, I wanted Jesus to have privacy this time, perhaps the next time he could join Tony or show off for Karen but I thought it best if he and I were alone.

"How did he do?" Tony sounded like an anxious dad worried about his son's first driving lesson. He wasn't looking at me when he talked but at Jesus.

"Look at that smile. What do you think?"

"That you fucked him when he finished drinking?"

"No its simply from drinking. If I had thought Karen would be in bed when we came back I would have given him a shower, too."

"His shorts look like he couldn't contain it all." It was the first time I noticed that some had flowed down his body to soak the top of his shorts, more interesting was that there was another big wet spot, he had cum while drinking.

"Whose turn is it to get up with Ginger?"

"Its Jesus' night. Are you ready to take me to bed with you?" They had started alternating nights leaving Karen sleep unless Ginger was hungry. She wasn't happy with a bottle even if it was freshly pumped milk, she wanted her mother's nipple and didn't settle for anything else.

Two weeks after Ginger was born Karen announced that she felt strong enough to drive the truck for a half day. I was glad to be moving again, West Texas had been seeming to get further away every day we squatted in West St. Louis. Jesus and I spent most of that afternoon and evening reloading the truck and for the first time making sure that everything was secure and well covered in case of rain. We hadn't seen much rain while in town but were careful with all of our stock piling it inside a diner that had survived the May 1st event unscathed.

Jesus taught Tony how to make some Mexican food so we had an ethnic feast that night. I have never been a fan of beans so all I ate was Carne Asada, warm tortillas and rice. The rest had a full meal, we were all complimentary on the taste. Tony chose to stay up over night, really I should say he napped beside the babe's bed so he could wake up before she woke the rest of us. I wanted a quick fuck and a good night's sleep, riding the Harley isn't that easy so I knew I would need to have the rest.

"Roger, please leave your cock in me." We had finished fucking him hard but Jesus was not fully satisfied and begged me to try to sleep with my cock in his asshole. I had tried that a few time in the past with other guys only to wake in the middle of the night either having the guy riding a reinvigorated cock or slipping out and rolling over. I hugged him tight and promised to stay in him as long as I could.

Jesus surprised me with how fast he fell asleep speared on my cock. I considered not living up to my promise but still thinking about that I fell asleep, too. At least twice during the night I woke to Jesus riding my cock, hard. I was willing and gave him two more loads. When Tony started to wake the house I found that I was still buried deep within Jesus. He woke as I pulled out complaining that he needed to be fucked again.

"Stop, you are acting like a spoiled teenager."

"I am a teenager." That shocked me, I had studiously stayed away from teenagers before the event. I had no desire to go to jail.

"How old are you?" I had never thought to ask him, he looked to be eighteen or nineteen so I had no qualms about our sex.

"I will be turning seventeen on the first of September."

Damn, we had been having sex with a sixteen year old. I thought about telling the other two that had been enjoying him sexually, not so much Karen since she didn't have a sex drive after giving birth but had sucked his dick once or twice when he made her feel especially good. I hadn't gone through any state that seemed to have a government so I guessed that worrying about the age of consent was foolish.

"Ready for another drink of piss before you get out of bed? Generally Tony would have been here to take it but he must be busy with Ginger."

"No you don't, I'm here. It smells like an outhouse in here. Did you shit the bed?"

"It's probably my cock, I slept in Jesus last night and haven't had the time to clean it off, yet." I was trying to untangle the sheets while I talked.

"Go get a warm washcloth and clean your man's cock. Either that or go down on it and suck it clean." Jesus looked at Tony for a minute deciphering the order. He jumped from the bed and went into the bathroom. "From the smell, he made a good choice."

The boy was back in about the time it took to get warm water. I lay back as he meticulously washed every centimeter of my cock's skin paying great attention to the head. The warmth and wetness made me want to piss even more than just the normal morning need even as my cock had risen from its sleep..

"Tony, are you ready for your morning juice?"

"Jesus, are you sharing the piss with me?"

I laughed as they pulled me to the end of the bed where they were both able to get between my legs. As far as I was concerned this showed that Tony and Jesus had worked out what ever jealousy they had towards each other and were going to be trying to make our relationship work. I didn't say anything to either of them but if that was the way they wanted it I was not going to be poaching any men we met along the way to Texas or in Ector if anyone else had survived.

We drove along for three hours. Karen pulled the truck over outside an old convenience store that still had an OPEN sign hanging on the door. While she fed Ginger we explored the store and the town which lay within a few hundred feet. The first store Jesus entered was a bookstore that had sex toys and magazines lined up around the front room. I thought his eyes were going to jump out of his head as he looked at some of the raunchier of the magazines. When we made it as far as the dildos he tore the packaging off the largest one he saw and danced around waving it in our faces, stroking it and pretending it was his own dick.

"Take a few of the smaller ones, at least under ten inches. You and Tony can play with them when I'm fucking the other."

"Or maybe we could hold you down and plug your ass with them!" Tony had been in my ass and knew I enjoyed anal sex but Jesus had no idea that I could take a cock just like he could. The idea of having one of the dildos up my asshole when I was fucking one or the other of my partners was exciting but I didn't say anything, Tony saw what was happening and rubbed his hand up and down my leathers.

"Don't worry, I won't let him know how often you let me plunge that thing in your asshole." Tony had tried whispering but Jesus heard part of what was said.

"You're going to try to take one of the dildos?" Just then I saw the one that I had always wanted to try. Every time I had tried to order it the company had been out of stock, the last time I tried I received a message that they had stopped production of it. Sitting on a shelf at eye level were three sizes of the monster tongue that had thrilled me so many times just looking at pictures.

"Jesus, anytime you or Tony hasn't been licking my asshole enough I'm going to use these tongues to get me prepped to fuck you." I hadn't expected to hear him giggle at the idea but it was better than having to explain what Tony and I had been talking about.

"Karen's busy, how about letting me lick it right now." I knew as soon as we started talking about licking ass Tony would want to get in on the action.

"I'll suck your cock while he eats your ass." Jesus was as eager to suck my cock as he had been to get fucked the previous night. I couldn't turn down the offer and had my leathers down to my knees as soon as Tony started walking over. He hadn't let me see him take one of the Monster tongues off the shelf, I was too concerned with getting my cock in Jesus'' mouth.

For at least five minutes the pair double teamed me. It wasn't the first time, but I think it was the first time Tony had gone to his knees with the new casts that Karen had fixed on his legs. He was much more mobile and hardly needed the crutches unless walking a fair distance. It was good, giving us the wheelchair to use as a pram when Karen wanted. It was strange to see her walking along with the wheel chair but I think she was enjoying the fact she could get out of the house when she wanted.

"Thanks guys but I think we need to get back to Karen and Ginger, they should be ready to get on the road again. Tony, Jesus will exchange positions with you next time." It was then that I felt what I knew was the Monster tongue pressing on my asshole, I struggled not to let Jesus see what he was doing while trying to relax enough to let part of the tongue slide through mty asslips.

"Any time you want, sir." He had taken to calling me that. I had been in a few relationships in the past that were Sir and sub and watching Jesus naturally fall into the sub category was satisfying a part of me that needed worshiped. I hated it but I pushed Tony and the dildo away so I could pull up my leathers.

We were less than a hundred miles from Tulsa when Karen said she was too tired to drive much further. I no longer looked for motels or hotels. Here in the country side it was more likely that we would find a farm house that was left undisturbed, the occupants would have been outside working the fields or with their animals.

"Look, fresh tomatoes!" Karen sounded so happy, I hadn't thought much about the fact that almost everything we had been eating was either frozen or canned. As we walked towards the garden I saw there were other fresh vegetables that Tony and Karen would be glad to pick and use in their meals. I looked around hoping that there would be some sweet corn that we could boil or roast. I doubted there was much we could take with us without having it rot but a few days of fresh food did sound good, especially corn and green beans, I don't like tomatoes.

The house was adequate, there were enough bedrooms and two baths. All the water was cold but there was a gas stove so we were able to heat what we needed for the night. I found some farm canned foods in the storm cellar, peaches, pears, applesauce, applebutter and some jellies; we tried everything that evening at the dinner table to see what we wanted to take with us, all we didn't touch were the stewed tomatoes it seemed that no one liked them. The kitchen had been remodeled early in the century, sitting unused on an island was a bread maker. We didn't have electricity at the house but loaded the machine into the truck for the first time we did. Everyone other than Jesus was hungry for a slice of bread and jelly, he like warm tortilla or sopapillas and let us know it.

It had been pure luck that we had chosen that farm house, walking around after dinner to rid ourselves of the full feeling Tony and I found a smoke house. Inside were hanging three big hams and some summer sausages. The meat didn't smell fresh but it wasn't spoiled, the farmer had cured it well enough that we would be able to use it for months to come. I had hoped to find living chickens or fresh eggs but I was disappointed, the chicken coop was empty. Breakfast without eggs is not that enjoyable although the thought of bread and jellies or jam did have a me looking forward to the mornings to come.

The farmer must have had a habit of drinking, there were a few full bottles of whiskey and another half dozen bottles that weren't quite empty but not containing enough for more than one person. It might have been the first time that Jesus had any hard liquor, by the time we preparing for bed he was crawling on the floor licking at my feet begging Tony and I to give him a shower. I think it was good that he passed out by the time we reached the bathroom, I wouldn't have wanted to take advantage of his condition, I like my boys sober and fully aware of what is happening.

The next morning he was too hungover to hang onto me while we rode so I went on ahead leaving the other three at the farm. There wasn't much of interest until I came to Tulsa, I hadn't known that it was a city to consider as livable when I was in Maine but as I looked around I thought I might have liked it before so much had burned. Everyone had heard of Oral Roberts University, I decided to wait on exploring it until Tony and Jesus were with me. Not that I was expecting to find any people but I was hoping we would find another freezer being run on emergency power to resupply our meat cooler.

It was late when I returned, everyone was sleeping. I crawled in next to Jesus, put my half engorged cock between his cheeks and hugged him tight before falling asleep. I heard Ginger twice that night, the second time I saw Tony pacing the hall with her in his arms; he would have made a wonderful father had he been heterosexual, perhaps he will be a great father to Ginger if we don't find Karen a husband. As I was thinking about that I felt a repeated jab in my side, would he be a good mother or parent for my unborn child? Or would it be better for Karen to raise them both?

I fell back to sleep thinking about what my child would look like, Me? Or Luis? Would it be a male or female. The doctor had told me that it was probable that any child I bore would be a male but that there was always a slight possibility that because I had the ovaries that there would be female DNA. He didn't know any more than anyone else, all the predictions were a male and I hoped they were right. It would be especially important now that I carry a boy as long as I could, Ginger would need someone her age for a husband.

The next time I woke Jesus was riding my cock.

"Morning, babe. Are you enjoying yourself?"

"You know it. Why didn't you wake me when you came in? I would have loved to sleep with you in me again."

"You are such a greedy boy."

"You know it, I want you in my ass and I want your piss. You turned me this way so live with it." We had been on our sides, I held him by the sides and turned on my back.

"Ride 'em Cowboy!" Jesus went from an easy fuck to really taking all of my cock and riding it like he shouted. I lay back watching his back particularly entranced at how his little butt was squeezing hard as he felt all of my cock high inside. It had been longer than a day since I had gotten off, one that had me excited by both Tony and Jesus at different times. I didn't last as long as I would have liked , he shot at almost the same time spraying my leg with hot boy cum.

"You're going to have to clean that up with your tongue."

"Yes, sir." He looked back at me and winked, he had gotten so that he didn't care whose cum it was that he swallowed.

"Now." I needed to piss and would have done it in his asshole if he was more experience but I waited until my leg was clean before getting up to head to the bathroom.

"Sir?"

"What, Jesus?"

"Can't I have your morning juice?" He had been fighting with Tony for the "privilege" of taking the first piss every morning? I had always allowed Tony to take the first had to clear from my body so it wasn't like he expected me to say yes.

"Jesus, my cock is going to taste like your asshole. Do you think you're ready for that? I have a lot of piss to get out, I think it would be better if I showered you." Saying that made me ore eager to piss.

"I'll get in the tub and you can give me both."

"If I do you are riding behind me without another shower today." Tony had always washed off so that Karen didn't smell my piss on him, I wasn't going to give Jesus that option, I wanted Tony and Karen to know what Jesus was into.

"Yes, sir." I was shocked at how compliant he was becoming. I could have told him he was riding behind my on the Harley without clothing and he would have crawled up behind me without complaining.

Only Tony was in the kitchen when we walked in. He took one look at Jesus and pulled out his prick. "I need to piss, too. Do you want to drink it or go outside and take a shower?"

"Both, Tony.," He stepped out on the porch and walked down the steps and moved to where Tony was standing behind the railing. "Is this alright or do you want me on my knees?"

Jesus is fortunate I don't want a slave, he has started to give the impression that if it had been suggested he would have put on his own collar. I knew that Tony had thought about what it would be like to have a slave, we had discussed it the first time Jesus licked my ass. I had convinced Tony that there would be too many complications in the group. He made me promise to rethink the idea if we had a few heteros joins us.