This story takes place almost two hundred years into the future. Things are quite different. Homosexual sex is a norm. So if you are under age or if explicit "abnormal" sexual activity is abhorrent to you, please read no further.
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THE THIRD EMPIRE
by Macout Mann
XII
Patrick is accepted. He introduces a number of his buddies to Lucius and Flavius. Many of them also become trainees. Lucius and Flavius then go to El Paso to recruit Spanish speakers. Flavius himself is dispatched to Montreal. He is a fluent French speaker, since his family was in France during his early school years. Fortunately, John's intern replacement, Kirkius, is from Stuttgart. Returning to Germany with Lucius and Flavius, he is able to add German speakers to the class. English is the official language and is spoken almost universally, but Quintus feels that having some bilingual boys would be an asset. He also has decided to leave Russia and the Asian nations for later. Russia is a hotbed of corruption anyway.
The sixty-two seventeen-year-olds are housed in an unused barracks at Offutt. They are joined for the training period by Flavius and Lucius. Predictable orgies occur nightly. Lucius sees to it that no romances develop. Partners vary from night to night. Foursomes are encouraged.
Lucius turns out to be a born leader, Flavius an excellent instructor. Working with the adults who teach the boys about intelligence and Securitas procedures, Flavius teaches the class what they need to know about the nitty-gritty of their task. Basically a retelling of what he did in Suriname. Informally Lucius builds the spirit and attitude that may make the project succeed.
Still, after they have undergone a month of intensive training and go out into the field, Quintus is a nervous wreck. His future depends on the success of the mission. He can find solace only in bed with his interns.
Kirkus, John's replacement, becomes his favorite. He was the perfect Nordic type. Thin face, symmetrical features, a long straight nose, blue eyes, light blond hair both on his head and his body. His seven and a half inch dick didn't detract either. Quintus loved to stuff his ass while lying on his side and playing with his handsome prong.
In the field, the experience of Patrick turns out to be typical. He is sent to what is still called British Columbia, not to Victoria, the capital, but to Vancouver, its largest city. Securitas has created a family of which he will become a part.
Patrick first heads for the waterfront district. He thinks that he can use his lack of knowledge about maritime affairs to his advantage. It turns out he can.
He is watching the goings-on at the piers, when he's approached by a lad obviously a couple of years younger.
"Aint seen you around here before, dude," the boy says.
"No. I just moved here."
"You don't sound like a Canuck. Where're you from?"
"The states. Omaha."
"So what do you think of Terminal City?"
"Can't really say," Patrick answers. "That's a big fucking ship over there."
"A tanker, it is. Carries our crude to China. 'Bout the only place that uses it anymore."
"Shouldn't you be in school?" Patrick asks.
"Fuck school," the boy replies. "I'd rather be fucked anyway. Would you like that?"
"Got a place?"
"Mine."
As they head to the boy's apartment in the Gastown section, Patrick learns that his name is Lexus, that his father is a stevedore, and that his parents are divorced. His mother had been caught fooling around with her employer. He and his father live alone. His father has several man friends, whom he shares with Lexus, and he doesn't care who his son's boyfriends are.
As soon as they reach Lexus' place, he reaches for Patrick's groin. "Nice," he says.
They quickly undress, and Lexus demonstrates skills unusual for a lad of his age. He pushes Patrick down on the nearest rug and nibbles his ears, tweaks his nips, and tongues his navel, while fondling his balls.
"Damn," says Patrick.
"Dad and his pals have taught me good," the boy murmurs
He sucks on Patrick long enough to get him good and wet and then takes Patrick's pole up his well-used ass. Patrick doesn't feel the need to be gentle, and Lexus loves whatever Patrick can give him.
"God, you fuck good," the younger boy cries.
"And....you're a....good fuck," Patrick replies.
Patrick leaves several good ropes of cum in Lexus' butt, and Lexus happily sucks off the gunk left on Patrick's rod. Then Patrick goes down on Lexus' rod, while tweaking his nips, then fingering his navel and his rosebud. He drinks Lexus' cream and exchanges some of the remnants with the truant schoolboy.
They decide to do it again.
A couple of sessions later Lexus' dad arrives to find them in passionate intercourse. He wants in on the action and later invites Patrick to join him and a couple of his stevedore buddies. That's when he hears what he needs to know.
The men aren't concerned about what they say in front of the teen and they freely bitch about what's going on in their union.
In the empire unions are run by the government and are quite powerful representatives of the interests of the workers. It seems that the stewards of the dock worker's local are representing no one but themselves. They are taking money from employers to be lax in enforcing work rules. They are extorting money from the workers as well.
Patrick does what Flavius did in Suriname. But this time as a government agent he is able to record news of the stewards' thievery on a tiny camera.
A couple of days later Patrick disappears. Shortly after that a thorough investigation of the union local is begun. In a world without currency it is impossible to hide financial transactions that come under scrutiny, so the stewards and the companies they are taking money from have a lot of explaining to do. Several people go to prison and a lot of money is restored to dock workers.
Back in Nebraska Quintus is overjoyed at the results Patrick and many of his cohorts are producing. Bonuses are given to the successful agents, more money than most of them have ever had before. These stimulate the others to try harder to uncover corruption. Guys like Patrick are sent out to recruit more seventeen-year-olds. The program is a success beyond Quintus wildest dreams. He receives a commendation from the emperor, himself, and he spends all night that night with Kirkus.
Flavius, and Lucius also have many celebratory encounters with their former trainees. Seems like everyone has a hard-on all the time, and there's no shortage mouths and asses to take care of them. Makes everyone forget about the chill of the Nebraska winters.