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When Earth Has No Women: Chapter 4
A year and a month after the obnoxious burglary of an unknown race, men of Ladville forest began having some serious troubles. Peterson, the acting-leader of the group, gathered everyone around the bonfire one night. The uneasiness among the men spread like a wild forest fire.
"Brothers," Peterson started. "Right now, I feel sad to tell you that we might be dealing some serious problems. Yesterday, when John and his group went to do their chores with the livestock, they found the animals, especially the pigs, in a very weary state. They informed me, and we immediately asked Doctor Trey to have a look at them.
"Because of the lack of equipment, the Doctor Trey could not easily say what kind of disease hit the pigs. But he is guessing the pigs have Brucellosis. According to Doc, Brucellosis is a disease that could affect not just the pigs and other animals but also humans. So, we immediately separated the infected pigs from the other livestock. We will observe their for the following days. John and the other farmers are sort of quarantined in their own huts too. Let us hope this situation is not really as bad we expect it to be."
From that night onwards, they would be eating only fruits, vegetables, and other crops. Until proven safe, John allowed no one to cook and eat meat. The people ate their food that night dreading the news Peterson had spilled. It made the vegetables very hard to swallow.
At midnight, when everyone had gotten to their own huts still digesting the vegetables and John's reports, Tyron crept noiselessly from his own hut towards Wilhelm's the way he always do every night.. There, Wilhelm stood expecting him like a wife waiting for her husband at night.
Tyron smiled when he saw Wilhelm waiting. Wilhelm welcomed him with a hug. Then they laid together on a bed of straws. Tyron turned towards Wilhelm's direction, his head on his palm, with his elbow as leverage.
"What Peterson said earlier is pretty scary," Tyron said.
"Yeah. I don't know what could happen if an outbreak occurred here. We lack pharmaceuticals. I guess we'll all die here," Wilhelm said pessimistically. He tends to be a pessimist when he is scared.
Tyron moved closer to him and placed his arm over him. "If that really happens, then I'll find a way to save you."
That made Wilhelm smile. He faced Tyron and gave him a peck on the lips. Tyron did not get enough, so he attacked Wilhelm's lips. He initiated a passionate kiss. Soon, Wilhelm started to kiss him back. Tyron used his hand to caress his lover's body. He snaked his hand under Wilhelm's shirt and found his way towards his smooth chest. He playfully tweaked his nipples, making Wilhelm squirm in delight. Tyron's hand went lower, and there he found Wilhelm's hard member. No one else had touched Wilhelm down there. The thought made Tyron more eager to please his most precious friend. He fondled Wilhelm's manhood into its maximum hardness without breaking their sensual kiss.
Wilhelm was out of breath because of Tyron's expert kiss and hands. He pulled away from their kiss to suck air. Tyron did not stop from pleasuring him by rubbing his member through the fabric of his pants. He even brought his lips on Wilhelm's neck, and then he kissed and sucked it. The feeling of Tyron's wet lips on his untouched skin makes Wilhelm shiver in pleasure. For the whole month, since their confession to each other, Tyron did nothing but shower Wilhelm with kisses and caresses. They had done nothing more than that though. But that night, Tyron wanted to give more pleasure to his lover.
"Would you allow me to suck you, my prince?" Tyron whispered playfully nipping on the other's ear.
Wilhelm gasped. "I don't know, Ty. I wouldn't want you to do such gross thing."
"Not gross at all. I want to taste you," Tyron said, sucking on Wilhelm's sweet spot, the skin that connects his neck and shoulder. He resumed fondling the hill on Wilhelm's pants.
"Mmm," Wilhelm moaned softly.
"I guess that's a yes."
Tyron quickly went down in front of Wilhelm's lower body. He brought his face towards his bulge and inhaled the already wet fabric.
"Oh, Ty!" Wilhelm exclaimed. He felt like exploding his load already.
Tyron didn't waste any more time and removed Wilhelm's pants. His underwear, which is one of the few he has left, might have been worn by Wilhelm for days just like any other men in Ladville. Tyron inhaled the fabric once more before taking it off. Wilhelm's pink and rock-hard member sprang free, pointing straight to the hut's roof. Tyron looked at it mesmerized. He had never touched or wanted any other dick before except his own. But now that he knew his feelings for Wilhelm, the desires he had over him for the past few years of their friendship became incapable of being held back.
"Ty, a-are you sure about it?" Wilhelm asked. Tyron saw his innocent and beautiful eyes full of lust, and he desired him even more.
He nodded. "I badly want to taste you."
"O-Okay," Wilhelm said flustered.
Sooner than Wilhelm said that did Tyron wraps his lips on his hardness.
"Ohhh!" Wilhelm moaned as he felt the warm and wet cavern that surrounded his manhood.
Tyron licked every part of it from the head to the base and the orbs. He flicked his tongue on the underside of Wilhelm's scrotum. Then, he came back to the length and sucked only the head.
"Tyyy!" Wilhelm moaned his name, as he felt being pleasured orally for the first time. The tip of his organ is now covered with copious amount of spit from Tyron.
Wilhelm's moans are what fuels Tyron's eagerness to pleasure him. It was a pleasant music to his ears, and he wanted to hear more of it. So, he leaned further into his beloved's length and enveloped his pulsating member with his mouth and lips.
Wilhelm let out a wail of pleasure. Tyron has soon started to move his head back and forth vertically, being very careful not to hurt his lover with his teeth. Wilhelm rewarded him with his sexy moans. Soon, Tyron's sucking and Wilhelm's moaning developed a constant rhythm. It was the first time for both of them: Tyron's first time to suck and Wilhelm's first time to be sucked.
"Ty, please take it off. I'm going to spew my load very soon," Wilhelm warned him, but Tyron did not relinquish his cock from his mouth.
Tyron continued to suck him like an expert. Then, Wilhelm began bucking his hips. He tried pushing Tyron off his manhood, but his grip was sturdy. He could not take it no longer, and jets of milky sperm shot directly into Tyron's throat. Tyron kept only the head of the cock, and it kept emitting jets of sperm. Tyron savored the taste in his mouth before swallowing it.
Wilhelm was panting. When Tyron let go of his cock, he looked at him below.
"Why didn't you move?" Wilhelm asked him.
"I told you I wanted to taste you," Tyron smiled with puffy red lips. Wilhelm blushed. "And damn! You tasted so good that I can't get enough of it. I would you like to do it again and again."
"I-I cant ejaculate consecutively, silly."
"Then, maybe tomorrow and the days to follow," Tyron grinned. "Am I good at it?"
"Y-Yeah. Was it really your first time?" Wilhelm said, still blushing.
"Of course! I have never sucked a dick before. I haven't even liked a guy except you." Tyron chuckled.
He went to his previous position beside Wilhelm and laid there looking at him. When he was about to kiss Wilhelm, he stopped him.
"Wipe your mouth first," Wilhelm said sternly.
Tyron laughed but did as he was told. Then, he resumed his attempt to kiss him. Wilhelm accepted him gladly although he could still taste his own sperm from Tyron's puffy lips and mouth.
"Thanks," Wilhelm said sheepishly.
"Why thanks? I told you that you were my prince and I was your manservant. I'm here to serve you," Tyron said then kissed Wilhelm's hand.
Wilhelm did not answer.
"Hey! Did you sleep at me?" Tyron sighed and then embraced his lover. He immediately fell asleep too with Wilhelm's familiar scent.