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Seven roaming West Texas
Please remember that it is your responsibility to keep Nifty safe by being assured that it is legal for you to read sexual material that is explicitly gay and occasionally kinky. These story is in the future where there is no longer the fear of STI's or HIV, there are one hundred percent vaccination rates that were enforced by public health officials in every locale. If our public health departments took it seriously there would be many people not suffering from third stage syphilis, cancer (HPV related) and Stage three HIV, sorry, I''ll get off my soapbox.
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The Doctor tried to talk me into staying in Amarillo and possibly joining the rest of the group in Ector after the twins were given life. I had talked with Rhoda and he until late in the morning the day we had gotten the X-Ray machine working. To help calm me she showed me some of the reports she had to write up on the surgeries she conducted under Dr. Mars' supervision, there were some that seemed much more complicated than what they promised me would be needed when the time came. They didn't succeed in convincing me to stay at the hospital, I was sure Rhoda would do well.
Loading seven of us into six individual seats wouldn't work. While the men discussed the issue, there seemed to be some sense of medieval courtesy ingrained in us that had immediately rejected any of the women riding in the back of the trucks, then the others said they couldn't see me comfortable or the twins safe if I rode in the back so Henry, Tiffan, Jesus and Tony worked out a schedule they would follow so no one was separated from the group for too long. It required us stopping every two hours, that didn't sound that bad, I would need to piss about that often; my life was down to eating four light meals drinking tasteless-sugarless drinks and pissing every time I stood up.
Amarillo to Lubbock, a straight south shot was almost like riding on highways had been prior to the event. We traveled a healthy fifty miles an hour easily swerving around the few cars and pickup trucks still on the road, Tony thought the family of tornadoes that hit while we were on the road might have cleared our way. We only saw one wreck, a pickup had plowed into the rear of a tractor, I hoped it was after the event not before. Our first stop was at Texas Tech University, everything looked like it was ready for students to walk across campus and attend classes, there was no fire damage visible. Signs directed us to the Medical building. By that time I had enough of medical jargon and offices and stayed outside. I walked around campus with Jesus, he had come to accept that I could still be a man and have two children growing in me although there were moments that he seemed to want to know more than he had been told or than I actually knew.
Karen and Rhoda went into the building with one goal. We had agreed that we would wait until they found what they thought Karen and I needed before we would leave on the next leg The bookstore in Amarillo had burned to the ground so getting new medical texts was next to impossible. Tiffan had been separated from other medical personnel for the first time since he had enrolled in tech school and had found that he had other interests than X-Ray machines and reading MRI's. He had begun to smile most of the time now that he wasn't being oppressed by the Doctor and interns.
We couldn't think of anything we were in need of so Henry, Tiffan and Tony were just exploring the university on the off chance they might find someone still alive. Jesus and I walked into what must have been a well appointed dining room for more than one thousand students that were spots all around that had been burned when the students went up in flames but it was still fairly nice if you didn't go too far into it. "As bad as the food was when I went to the University of Maine I'd give a thousand dollars to see one of those students with their ugly hair nets dishing up instant mashed potatoes again. Does this make you miss anything Jesus?"
"Having that long cock of yours up my ass."
"Everything reminds you of sex."
"Si."
"If you had any lube with you I'd let you ride my cock."I wasn't really that surprised to see him pull a tube of lube out of his front pocket. Tony and I had tried teaching him to be prepared if he was going to be offering up his ass so often.
"Aqui?" He was pointing to a long nicely padded bench that was one of the seats we had seen without a covering of ash. My shirt and shorts were on the floor by the time I told him it would be okay.
"You're not hard."
"Then you better get your mouth to work." Truthfully, I had started to chub up but he was right I had a long way to go if I was going to be hard enough to fuck his tight little ass. It wasn't a real problem, as his lips covered my cock head I felt that gush of blood that would start raising me up enough for him to ride.
Jesus had been practicing to swallow my entire cock at least once a day since he had decided he preferred sex with the guys to sex with Karen. All that work at trying to get my cock down his throat was starting to pay off. His gag reflex had almost entirely disappeared. His throat was learning how to suck me down deeper while he wasn't yet starting to use his throat muscles to work on it. He was actually to the point that if I had tried I would have been able to grab him by the ears and force my cock all the way in without hurting him. I didn't want to have to use force on his throat, it was beautiful watching him struggling to take my whole length on his own, although like me he preferred to draw back and get the load of cum on his tongue or coating his mouth.
Jesus pulled back far enough to check my hardness with his hand. Giving the head of my upright cock one last lick he smiled at me before standing with his legs on either side of the bench squirting lube on my cock and working some deep into his ass. I had thought he would try to mount me with his back facing me, he had always seemed to prefer sex doggy-style whenever I had fucked him in the past. I unconsciously moaned as he grabbed my cock and lathered it with the cold lube. I had never worried about him lubing the entire length, usually by the time the last few inches were sliding in, his asshole was slippery enough for both of us to enjoy .
Unlike with his mouth I hadn't let Jesus get away without taking every last centimeter of my cock, he has glad I made him take it all and every time we had fucked I was sure to have our pubic bones smashing into each other. This was going to be the first time he and I had fucked since the day he learned I was pregnant. I hoped he didn't think he was going to have to be too careful, I wanted him to ram his ass down on my cock hard. I loved filling his tight asshole with as much cum as I could as deeply as I could.
"Ready, Jesus? Let's see how far you you can take my cock the first time you sit." I had gone easy on him up until the last few times we had fucked. The last time I had rammed almost my entire cock into him in one shove, he had shot his own load by the time I couldn't force myself in any further.
"Come on, sit on it."Just the idea of what he was doing had Jesus drooling pre-cum on my stomach. I had never taken a cock in the position he was in so I wasn't sure how well he could do what I had said but I knew if there was a way he was going to let his weight carry him all the way down. I held my cock up straight with one hand, both so he wouldn't break it (that had always frightened me) and to make it go straight in. Those first two inches were always so tight it was like sticking my cock in a vise. Only as he allowed his hole to be opened did it really become enjoyable. I could hear a gargling in my throat and Jesus beginning to groan as he lowered himself little by little. He was more than half way down my cock when I heard Tony ask him if he was thirsty, where had he come from? What Jesus was doing must have made my mind a blank.
I looked up and instead of the ceiling I was seeing the small round hole that I had seen every day for the past few months. Tony was standing over my chest, I knew he wasn't close enough to have Jesus taking his prick in his mouth to take his piss directly, he preferred to piss into the air. I watched as he squeezed his butt cheeks together and a hard stream of piss shot over me at Jesus. The first shot splashed on Jesus's chest and showered down onto me, neither of them had seen me with piss covering me but seemed to take the notion that I wouldn't object as a given, after all I had showered them many times and they had licked the spray off my feet when splattered.
Tony must not have pissed since we left Amarillo, he pissed for close to two minutes. Most of the waste hit Jesus in the mouth but a fair amount flowed down onto my pubic hair and balls (he couldn't have known but I love hot piss on my balls). Tony was slowing down his flow and covering my abs when Jesus shot a hot load of cum on the outside of the area where my twins where kicking, was that their first load? I had wondered if they could feel a load being shot up my ass, they had been pretty small the last time I had been fucked. Did it go far enough to warm the placenta? Probably not.
"Jesus? You really like that nasty stuff? I need to piss too, want some more?"I had thought Tiffan would be much more vanilla than that. He was willing to give the boy a load of his piss, would he take a load of mine if I asked or told him? We had sucked each other a couple times while we worked on the X-Ray machine but we hadn't talked about what he was interested in doing other than that. He had a really nice cock, it is a little longer than either Tony's or Jesus' but not as long as mine although it was just about the same thickness, most importantly his cum was the best tasting of any of the guys. So good that I had no reservation on showing the other guys I would suck cock.
As he stepped over me I saw he was already hard. Was he going to be able to piss with an erection? So many people can't but he was taking Tony's place like he knew what he was doing. I really like his hairless ass and balls, the nuts hang lower than any of the other guys and I was barely able to get one or the other all the way into my mouth. I couldn't suck on both at one time. The second load of piss hitting Jesus in the face didn't detract him from his main goal of taking my cock all the way up his ass.
Tiffan had gone from pissing on Jesus' chest to pissing on the mound of my abdomen. I couldn't believe it had been as long as it had since I had literally been swimming in piss. Maybe not me, but definitely the twins were swimming. It was great, if Tony and Tiffan didn't watch out I was going to be shooting in Jesus's asshole before he reached my pubes. Still I had to take a good look at Tiffan's asshole, I did the best I could to spread his cheeks. I am always amazed at the different ways our assholes grow. Jesus had an asshole that is slightly brown but not even big enough to take a single finger without force and lube. Tony had a round asshole that was the proverbial, rosy, red bud. No matter how much I fucked him his hole never seemed to grow, that is fantasstic since I love a tight hole. Tiffan was built differently than either of them; he had a slit for an asshole, it couldn't have been three quarters of an inch long but opened up for my fingers like it was trying to grab them as I massaged hi8s cheeks apart.
"Damn, if you two can do that, I can too." I hadn't heard from the others that Henry had been involved in any sex with them, before that. I wished that I was in a different position and able to see more, but I could tell he had a healthy seven or eight inches of hard cock when he stepped over me and aimed it at Jesus. Jesus had been wanting to get at Henry's cock since the first day they had met, I wondered if Henry was going to allow him anything other than a good, golden shower. Would he allow Jesus to lean over me and suck on his cock? I hoped Jesus wouldn't get distracted.
Almost instantly I heard Jesus sputtering, and then I felt two hard streams of piss hitting me. The one stream would go up and down but the second didn't stop. Jesus had been filled with so much piss from the others that he had to release it. The warm streams had settled the twins down; oh well, we're training them early to enjoy a piss shower. At this point they couldn't know what they were feeling but maybe there would be a time to tell them before they were born; as time when I allowed Tiffan to shower me again?. Sweet nothings that Karen had told me they could hear and understand to a base degree, whether it was harsh or soothing at the very least what would be sweeter than a piss bath?
"Everyone else has pissed. Are you going to piss, too?"
"I had kidded Jesus that I was going to use his asshole as a urinal when he wasn't expecting it. He had laughed and told me that his asshole was for cock and cum not piss. I had told him to get used to the idea because it would happen. Here he was coated in piss sitting on my cock and asking if I was ready to actually give him his first piss enema in front of three other men. I wasn't going to piss up into him, I knew it would most likely coming right back down on me.
"Tony, help me lay Jesus down." We had picked a spot at least five feet from the end of the bench so there was going to be plenty of room. Tiffan helped Tony and moments later I was standing over Jesus with his feet on my shoulders, his ass ten inches off the bench and a big smile on his face in anticipation or from what had already occurred. I'm sure he was glad that he had met us, he had become so happy to be a piss boy that I'm sure he couldn't imagine his old life.
It took me less than a minute to begin filling his ass with piss. I have been in that position and knew what he was feeling. At first his smile disappeared and then it shown even brighter as he felt himself swelling with the heat that was going straight from me into him. I was still less than half empty when I saw his dick beginning to bounce. He was going to cum just from the swelling in his rectum and my cock in his ass, not the first person to have done it while I pissed in their asshole.
"Open your mouth." He probably didn't understand why, but he did as told. I had already taken hold of his dick and was aiming it. The first spurt of cum hit him on the cheek, what was happening occurred to him and he stretched his neck towards me and caught the second and third spurts of cum on his tongue. Tony and Tiffan shouted in approval. The rest of his cum splattered on his chest and belly. First Tony and then Tiffan leaned in and licked up cum and piss, probably getting some of their own as they did. I was excited again and fucked my piss deeper into his ass until I was ready to cum again, I pulled out and sprayed cum on both of the three faces and Jesus' belly.
They held up his legs as I maneuvered my way off the bench. Jesus was beginning to spout piss and cum from his asshole when they dropped his feet to the ground. "If this is the type of thing you guys are doing every night I may have to rethink only fucking the women. Jesus, you are going to get what you asked me for, soon! I want to know what that tight little hole feels like."
"Man that was Caliente."I was sure he was speaking about the piss being released from his asshole, it burns on the way out. A good burn.
I was glad that Jesus was going to be getting what he had been panting for, but I wasn't sure I wanted to share him with another, unlike my feelings for Tony. I was already having problems thinking about Jesus and Tiffan sharing a bed, even if they were only sucking each other. Would he think Henry fucked him better than I did? I would only be able to do this for a few more weeks then there was going to be bed rest at least twenty hours a day. Once Rhoda cut through my abdominal walls I was going to have to wait for the opening to heal before I could fuck him again. I had promised the doctor that I would follow those orders once we found out if we could enter any of the buildings in the doomsday village, until then there was no bed rest other than a possible early night..
"You are going to have to take me like that one of these nights." Tiffan? It must have looked like fun, he was the last one I expected to want his ass filled with piss. I knew Tony wanted to give it a try but I had held back until he was ready to beg for it just like Jesus had;; maybe not in front of the others but then again that was good and I would like to see Tony do it, too. He and I were still working our way through some of this sex thing and I wasn't going to force him into anything he wasn't craving badly, humiliation was one of his secret desires.
"Did any of you see a place we can clean up?" I didn't want to show up where the women were, covered in piss and smelling that bad. Besides, Jesus hadn't been that clean so there was a slight stink of shit.
"There is an Olympic size pool next door." That usually means there is a shower room. I followed Tiffan, lusting after that delicious ass, I was thinking about the colorless slit and ran into him when he went to open the shower room door.
"Come with me. You got splattered if not fully showered with piss." He didn't hesitate in stripping.
"How did you learn you liked playing with piss?"
"Is that what you really want to know?"
"For today. I want to sleep on what happened here." He was mostly erect and his balls were pulled up uncomfortably.
"In a wet bed?"
"No, I just want to think about it when I go to bed." He looked at me and saw that I had been kidding him.
"Very funny."
"That was the first time in at least three years that I let anyone piss on me. I have been the one that would piss on someone else ever since I graduated from college. I learned that I would get a more demanding hard-on when I pissed on another guy around the time I graduated."
"How long ago was it that you started playing in piss? As long as he wanted to know about it I had no reason not to tell him.
"I was in first grade. One of the other boys was making fun of my shoes when we were let out of class to go to the restroom. It was odd but the entire class was expected to go to the restroom at one time even though there were only enough urinals and commodes for five or six. Francis, the one that had been calling my shoes old and cheap, was standing in front of one of the urinals with his pants hanging school boy style. His butt was bare, He was holding his shirt up, I had enough of his teasing so I stepped up behind him and pissed on his butt and soaked his pants.
"I didn't understand what had happened to my cock, but it wouldn't go down all afternoon. Every time I looked over at Francis humiliated in the corner, his pants still wet, I wanted to walk over and take another piss. It was like that for the rest of elementary school, all I got to do was piss on his bare butt once in a while and a few others over the summers when we would go swimming. The first day of seventh grade I found out Francis was in my homeroom; I told him he had two choices, he could suck my cock everyday or I would be pissing on him every time I saw him. Before he had time to answer I pushed him to the floor of our homeroom and pissed on his head The girls laughed and the boys grabbed their own cocks and balls and shook them at him.
"Unbelievably, he took number two. By the second week of school he was on his knees drinking piss not only for me but for any of the other boys that wanted to use him as a urinal. I was pretty much an ass, there were days when I would spray piss on the top of his head or on his shirt in addition to making him drink as much as I could give him. By Christmas that year everyone in the school knew he was a dedicated piss drinker; I never saw it but I heard that one or two of the gym teachers used his mouth, too..
"He didn't return to school after the Christmas break. There were rumors that his parents had sent him to military school but I never learned if that was the truth or if they had sent him off to a relative's home to live away from my bullying. I didn't have too many chances to exercise my games other than in gym class for awhile, a friend of mine (George) and I would pick some one from whatever team had been against us and corner him in the shower to cover him in piss, if he had done too well we generally pissed at his face while holding his nose. Lots of our classmates learned the taste of piss that way. At least those kids didn't have to go to class smelling like piss, they could finish their showers unless they ran away still dripping piss, which a few did. Only once did the principal try to get us to stop, his nephew had streaked from the shower to his office still dripping and squealed.
"It was sometime in the ninth grade that I started to get regular blow jobs from the underclass boys. George and I caught this one kid, he was new to the school, after class and decided we wanted to play. I was needing to get off at least three or four times from the time I arrived at school until the time I got home by then. Generally I could count on George to suck me at least once or twice and I would jack off under my desk in different classes trying to see who would watch, they would end up sucking my cock later.
"I'm not particularly proud of it but basically we raped the kid, he had never sucked a cock before that first afternoon. By the time he went home for dinner he had learned to suck our cocks, swallow cum and drink piss. He was a really pretty boy, about five-two and one hundred pounds. He had gone out for the wrestling team; that was where George and I met him. Besides a pretty face, nice torso and silky hair he had a butt that I wanted to fuck from the first time I had seen it, I had trouble keeping my hands off.
"Neither of us had ever fucked anyone at that point although we told each other we had. I had watched gay and straight porn at George's house dozens of times and would get wood as soon as I saw a cock lining up with an asshole.. I think I was there for an overnight when we decided that fucking a guy sounded like the next thing we should try, the idea had George down on my cock for the rest of the night. Tommy was our natural target, he had taken to sucking cock well enough that most days after wrestling practice he offered us his mouth, a few days he even would beg to suck us a second time. Unlike a lot of the boys we made suck our cocks he didn't spit out our cum and would taste piss if we decided we wanted him to be our piss bitch that day.
"George was up one weight class from Tommy. That night George called him up, I'll never know how he got the phone number, he made arrangements to meet Tommy in a pocket park not far from my house that was fairly secluded and seldom used. We watched porn the rest of the night, me to learn what I was doing, George for the fun of it. It wasn't the first time while watching gay porn I forced George's mouth down on my cock and shoved it all the way into his throat. I was strong enough that even if he didn't want me to do it he wouldn't have been able to resist enough to get my cock from going where I thought it should, I honestly don't think he ever really wanted to resist sucking my cock he didn't fight back too much. Years later I learned he thought he had been in love with me back then and had wanted me to do to him what we started doing with Tommy every few days,k had I known while in high school he could have been a regular fuck.
"We were supposedly meeting Tommy to practice moves the coach had taught us that week, we were dragging a wrestling mat from George's garage into the park when he showed up. The mat was only half to practice on, the other half to protect our bodies from the thorns and nuts laying on the rough ground. He took the rest of our stuff, two backpacks and we dragged the mat far enough into the park that no one could see or hear us. I was the one that said it, 'Okay, Tommy, we are going to practice Greek style today.' George was two steps behind me stripping off his shorts and T-shirt. When Tommy saw that we were seriously going to be getting naked for this he hurriedly stripped, too. George and he got on the mat first. That was the plan, while they were sharing moves and escapes I was getting a tube of lubricant we had stolen from George's parents room, we had seen most of the porn actors using lube so we thought it must be needed.
I didn't know why I was telling Tiffan my personal journey in piss and sex but I wasn't ready to stop, he had wanted to know something about my piss history so I was giving him part of it. "George was holding Tommy in the opening position, an arm under his stomach and the other arm on his elbow when I knelt in front of them wagging my cock in Tommy's face. 'Come on, Tommy suck my cock, you know you like it.' That was all it took and he had most of my cock in his mouth and was working hard to get me hard. George backed away and lubed up his cock, we didn't know that Tommy would need more than just us lubing our cocks but it was time for George's first attempt.
"Tommy almost bit my cock off when George tried entering his asshole. If you look close you can still see the scars from where he broke the skin. He fell flat on the mat and yelled that he didn't want us to fuck him. I was sort of surprised that he knew what fucking was since I was older than him when I learned. It really didn't take too much to convince Tommy to let us try fucking him, We told him if we couldn't fuck him he would only be getting our cocks to suck when there were a bunch of his classmates around to watch us cum on his face or piss on him.
"While he was deciding what he wanted to happen I grabbed him by that silky blond hair and stuck my cock in his mouth and began pissing. Neither George or I had pissed after breakfast that morning and had been downing bottles of water while we made our way to the park. I don't think I have ever pissed that much during the rest of my school years, if you found Tommy you could ask him. After the day in the park he became my personal urinal and would wait outside the restrooms at school before lunch and after the sixth period class. He seemed to have learned that he was a truly submissive piss boy, mostly just for me although he would drink George's piss if I told him to do it. There were days at practice when George or I pinned him that he would beg for us to rub our cocks on his face before we let him up or for us to take him into the shower and piss on him.
"Back to trying to fuck him. George saw that I had Tommy's mouth busy, he did something that we had both said looked and sounded gross, he lubed up a finger and stuck it in Tommy's asshole. Tommy tried to pull away from us both but I had my hands around the back of his head so he wasn't going anywhere. Trying to get his ass away from George worked to his disfavor, none of us knew at that time but he was getting George's finger to loosen up his asshole by moving so much. George pulled his finger out so he could stick his cock in Tommy but the boy ran off the mat and took a huge dump.
"'You don't need to empty yourself out that much for me. Unless you are getting ready to take Roger's cock you should be fine." I was already at least four inches longer than George. Tommy had pulled away before I had finished pissing. George was in a bad mood from not being able to do what he wanted and tossed Tommy back on the mat, splat! he landed in the puddle splashing George's legs and my feet.
"That George had made the chance of me getting at Tommy's ass first a possibility was great. I grabbed the lube and squeezed it on both my cock and his asshole, not really knowing what I was doing. George was holding Tommy's head on the mat and yelling at him to lick up the puddle of piss. I didn't pay too much attention to what they were doing, I had touched my first asshole when I rubbed the lube on him and there wasn't any chance I wasn't going to fuck him. Like I said I was a virgin to anal sex, I thought I should ram my cock all the way in with the first shove. Even with his mouth half submerged in piss Tommy started yelling that I was hurting him and begged me to stop.
"Like I said, we should have been charged with raping him. I forced my way into his asshole until I felt his butt against my legs. I couldn't have felt more proud of myself. I thought back to what I had seen in the porn videos and started to move. Although I thought I was ready to cum I was able to give him a few dozen strokes before I shot a huge load of cum into him. By that time he had started to work with me and feeling the cum shooting in his asshole came for the first time that I had ever seen. I pulled out when I felt his asshole spasming around my cock, it was just too much pleasure for the first time.
"George made him finish licking up the puddle of piss and lick up his own cum. When George forced his way into Tommy, the boy no longer was yelling. I don't remember what he said but I will never forget the smile on his face before I stuck my shitty cock between his lips. I can't really remember the rest of that afternoon but I think we both fucked him another three or four time before we let him go home. I don't think either George or I thought about what we were doing when we stuck our shitty cocks in Tommy's mouth, he never let us know he didn't want to suck them clean.
"Tommy was our fuck boy, cock sucker and piss drinker for the rest of our senior high school years. Sure we still would play piss games after gym with our gym mates that were foolish enough to get in the shower but he must have swallowed at least a half gallon of our piss every day for the next four years.
"I was in college before I found out that I enjoyed having someone piss on me from time to time. I had gone to a sorority's Christmas party/dance as a girl's escort, she knew I was into boys so she expected nothing from me, allowing her to attempt to seduce one of her sorority sister's date after we got her passed out drunk. It was a good plan and had been seeming to work until we were a bit drunk ourselves and the boy she was attempting to seduce asked if I could show him to the restroom, he seemed to be stumbling a bit. The restrooms were hidden on the far side of the dance hall behind the stage. I thought about just giving him directions but I needed to piss and wanted to see his cock, I told myself it was so I could tell my friend whether it was worth her time.
"There were ten or more guys lined up at the two urinals, the guy grabbed my jacket by the lapels and pulled me into the only empty stall. ' You and your friend have been trying to get in my pants all night. Sit on the commode and suck my prick.' During high school while Tommy was sucking me every day I had tried sucking George and him a few times so I knew what to do. What I didn't expect was that as soon as he shot his load he was ready to piss. I think I had probably tasted my own piss a few times when I sucked Tommy after pissing on him but that was the very first time I had anyone piss directly into my mouth. I thought I should fight back but it tasted sweet and wasn't too strong so I swallowed the best I could with only a little of his piss spilling on my shirt. 'Now give me yours.' Another surprise from the hot guy.
"We quickly changed places and he gave me a blow job that was much better than what any of those the high school boys had given. His throat worked my cock like neither Tommy or George had learned to do I would have let him keep sucking me but he pushed me back and said that he had no desire to go with my friend but that he wanted to take me home with him. That was good, or so I thought because I was living three to a dorm room and one of the other guys was a real homophobe. My friend didn't see us leave but Dane had told a friend to let her know that we were heading to his place to get really ripped, we walked across campus holding each other up.
"I didn't expect him to take me to a fraternity house. I thought maybe the brothers had their own rooms so I wasn't too worried as we entered. He told me to follow him, he greeted some of his brothers as we walked through the main living area. I heard some of the comments about him finding himself a freshman to take to the playroom, I didn't know what they were referring to but it didn't sound too bad so I stayed behind him as we went down a flight of stairs to a well lit basement. For about a half hour we were by ourselves, it was the first time I was ever fucked. I had told myself the day I left for college that I would allow myself any experience that came my way as long as it involved another guy. I thought it might be alright if I did it enough to loosen up, that first fuck did hurt but by the time we were finished I understood why some guys liked it.
"Shortly after he was finished he asked me if I had ever sucked my own cock. I had licked the head a few times but I had never needed to suck myself since I was getting enough sex from George and Tommy with an occasional blow job from someone else. He helped me get my feet on the mat with my knees close to my head and my cock sliding through my lips. I had about four or five inches of cock in my mouth when I heard what I thought was a cow bell. Within two or three minutes there were a dozen or more of Dane's naked frat brothers standing around me with their cocks in their hands. I didn't have any idea what was going to happen or if they were all standing there just to watch me until Dane said, 'let your piss go boys, he'll love it.'
"How he knew that I would 'love it' I don't know but there was piss hitting every part of my body. The best were the streams hitting my balls and asshole. It didn't take long with that much hot piss hitting me for me to cum in my mouth. They kept me in the playroom for the entire night. I can't tell you how many times I was either pissed on or in. I know that there were three of the brothers that drank my piss directly from my cock. I walked home from the frat house to my dorm that morning still dripping wet and smelling like am unattended outhouse. Dane would ask me back to the fraternity house about once a month there were always 'brothers' around to join in the piss games, I agreed to go as long as I could shower before heading home. The second time I was there he talked me into having some of the other brothers fuck me, I was on the road to what you see before you. Every time I went after that there were at least half a dozern 'brothers' that wanted to know what it felt like to fuck another boy.
"My sophomore year Dane was one of my TA's. At least once a week he'd have me stay after a lecture and we'd trade piss and cum. He had graduated from undergraduate school so he wasn't living in the frat house, we only got to spend the few nights in the playroom when there was a big party that included alumni.
"New year's Eve my Junior year, do you really want me to continue this? I'm sure there are more interesting things we could be talking about, like how Tiffan started sucking cock."
"Hell yes, I've been hard since the first grade."
"We could find someplace to have sex. Wouldn't that be better than talking about my history. We could finish that up some day when you are completely bored." We were drying off, the shower had felt good and my monologue had taken longer than I thought reasonable, Tiffan was standing within reach, the ass I am I reached over and pinched his butt perhaps an inch from his asshole.
"Don't, I have never been fucked with a cock nearly as long as yours. I want to have you fuck me but we should do it the way you and Jesus started out." We didn't really have time, Jesus and Tony had come into the shower room. Not that either would mind watching, they were just saying how much of a hurry they were in.
"Henry's waiting outside, he wants to know if you're going to be in here all day or are going to look for the women with him." My shorts were still in the dining room, I told Tiffan that I was going to have to go back there before I could start off with Henry. He laughed at me walking around the university grounds without any clothes, it felt so natural that I didn't care what he thought. It didn't only feel natural, the lack of any binding actually let me feel better than I had felt in months.
Karen and Rhoda were sitting outside the building they had been going to search looking at a book. When they saw me Karen waved me over excitedly. I had the hope that she had found what they were hunting, a book that would give me a picture of what was happening inside me. That was the first thing that I saw, Karen was holding the Ultra-sound she had printed of the fetuses up to a coffee table sized book. The twins matched up almost perfectly with a photo of a seven month old fetus.
I might have less than two months to live like this.
"We'll match these up with the X-Rays Dr. Mars and Tiffan shot when we get back to the truck but it looks like you are just over seven months along. Maybe another week or two since it has been at least a week since this was taken." Rhoda had taken to putting her hand on my belly every time we were discussing the twins. They had been calm throughout the last couple hours but feeling her hand started moving around.
"Normally at this stage they would have started to turn their heads down towards a uterus, that would be instinctual. Even though they are in a male I think that would be a normal sign that they are getting prepared to try to get out. Have you noticed any movement that tells you they are no longer in the same position as when this was taken?"
I had felt them moving a lot in the past few days but I couldn't tell her if it was enough to have turned upside down or not. The place they were kicking was different but if it was enough to say they were fully turned I couldn't say.
"We need to get moving. It is only two more hours until we reach Midland if the roads aren't too clogged. Tomorrow morning we should be able to go west and try finding the village."
"It's not on the map?" Rhoda sounded freaked out by the fact we were going to have to search for the location.
"Ector is marked. The village was supposed to be less than fifteen miles west of there, but the builders had wanted to keep the exact location secret from anyone other than those that needed to know. They would fly the prospective owners in on a helicopter. The construction crews were forced to sign NDA's that were so stringent that even the Co. wouldn't tell the workers were they were working. One of the supposed employees thought that they might have been in New Mexico not Texas, but he had no proof."
"So once we leave Ector we are on our own?"It took me a moment to remember that Rhoda hadn't been on her own when the disaster struck humanity, unlike the rest of us she had company to help her through it.
"Unless we can find something in Ector that gives us guidance."
"Like what?"
"The original court cases against the village were filed in Ector. If the courthouse or where ever those documents were stored hasn't burned we might get a clue as to the direction we need to head. Tony has been working on a drone that he found in Enid, if there are any buildings out here he might be able to find them from overhead."
"Why didn't you tell us that when we were in Amarillo? I'm not sure I would have agreed to come along."
"Don't be that way, Rhoda. Henry is our ace in the hole. He says he is able to find anything, given time."I wasn't as discouraged as Rhoda, but that may have been because I had already traipsed across the country and was getting close to the possibility of finding more human life and a home that would stand up to what ever would hit Earth next. I hadn't said anything to the others but I thought that it was possible we had been attacked by aliens and if they thought there was any chance of life still existing they might hit us again. I wanted to get to safety before that happened.
Henry was the next one scheduled to ride in the back of the truck. Karen beamed at him as she climbed into the driver's seat. I hoped she didn't make his ride too rough. For an hour there were no vehicles on the road, we made great mileage. We were outside of Lamesa before we began seeing wrecks but they were almost all on the opposite side of the highway. The last leg of the trip to Midland had us weaving and plowing through pile ups of every make and model of vehicle from sparkling new Mercedes-Benz sports cars to FAW Semi's that looked ancient.
Two hours and forty-five minutes after leaving Lubbock we arrived at the Midland International Air and Space Port. That was the only time that Tony had stated what our destination was to be without letting anyone else have a word. I had the feeling he was hoping that any crew working on the big jets might have been shielded from the attack, I thought he might be overly optimistic. Even if it was only a cleaning crew, there was a chance although I thought those crews would have had an open door to the generator they used to run their equipment. Who might have been in an enclosed plane or moon shuttle I didn't know, a stray maintenance worker, a pilot, a flight attendant trying sleep off a long flight?
That was the first time I thought about the three or four hundred men and women that were based on the moon. Had they been hit with the same attack that had mostly killed Earth. They would have been enclosed, but from everything I had read on the subject the buildings were not made with any metal. Some genius had devised a way to turn Moon dust into a pliable concrete that hardened after being exposed to the sun for two weeks. I didn't know how they were communicating with Earth, but I hoped Tony might have an idea and if so would we be able to repair the needed equipment?
I had been surprised when we left Lubbock that Tony had agreed to allow Jesus to drive the Monster truck. I didn't give up my cushy seat, the twins had ridden better in the truck than they had in the plows and now my entire life was dedicated to their comfort and survival until the day they could live on their own. Fifteen-eighteen years? What a depressing thought.