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Thirteen Men

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Arriving at the village with three new people and a sixty-five pound mutt created more excitement than I would have thought, reasonable. After all shouldn't the meeting of the two groups that had been living two hundred feet apart caused just as much? Perhaps because we had only brought parts of them together at one time there hadn't been such a display or was it that now there were more of us to greet them the display was larger? Or was it the glowing smiles on the two boys faces as they saw the village people opening their doors (or should that be Village People and Doors?) AC/DC hid behind me as we were rapidly surrounded by those that had been waiting for us in the village to see what we had found that the last three exploring groups had not.

"Hieronymus, I told you there had to be children that would have survived the attack. Kids are always burrowing into places they shouldn't and some of them had to been able to protect the kids."I had agreed the first time I heard that argument, after all Maria had survived just that way.

"Chuck, you were just hoping to add to your harem." While that may have been true, his harem was no longer settling to having him as their partner, master, sperm donor? While we were gone Chuck had been moved back to live with Noel. I didn't learn the story until a few days later when Rhoda and I took AC/DC to the med center for a full exam.

Jesus worked all day and night trying to get the house next door to us prepared for Lucia and Pablo. I think his desire to live with "the men" was weakening. Lucia wouldn't care that he might want to go back and forth. My worry was that Pablo was going to be wanting to do more than we were allowing the children to do and cause problem with our discipline.

The night we returned we were just in time to get fed dinner, it was a lighter meal than I wanted but an extra five people sharing the dinner made it need to stretch further than had been planned. I was so happy to be back sitting between Tiffan and Joey. They were happy, too, I could tell by the way they wouldn't keep their hands off me and responded to my touch. We had taken a small table off to the side so that AC/DC wouldn't have to deal with a crush from the girls. I hoped that he would gradually get used to them and not act quite so fearful of them as they approached as he had when we first entered the village. Pablo was already running around talking to everyone so I had no worries about him other than one of the men reacting violently if Pablo thought he could piss on him.

I had to laugh when I heard his voice over the noise being made by all the rest, "Jesus, I need to pee pee." Jesus was blushing as he took Pablo's hand and lead him into the house we used. I can't say for sure but I would bet a motorcycle that Jesus got a drink to wash down his dinner. That boy was going to be a real handful, I hoped Jesus knew what he was getting into by giving into him.

Tiffan and Joey asked how long I was going to make them wait. Joey had moved close enough that he was able to stroke my cock under the table without showing any of the others but Tiffan what was happening. I didn't know what to do with AC/DC. He hadn't seen either Jesus or I having sex on the road home but if he went to the house with me there was no doubt that was going to be what happened, I wanted an ass and a cock in mine and wouldn't be having the time to care for him..

I didn't know how good of an idea it was, but I called Noel over to the table. He came in a direction that he saw what was happening and blushed a bright red. I asked him if he would take AC/DC and the dog outside for a quick walk and then take them to his house for the night. He glared at me. You would have thought I told him to get on his hands and knees right there in front of everyone and let the dog mount him. As far as I was concerned that was between him and the dog not thinking that the dog belonged to AC/DC: I didn't want to see or hear about any activity between them.

"Joey has it all warmed up for you, what do you want to do with it?" We were still at the table and I was trying hard to keep my voice down. Tiffan looked at my lap and whispered that he had been desperate for a cock in his ass for the last two days since he and Joey had been up both nights with the twins. They were both teething and the pain wouldn't let either of them sleep.

Pablo had reluctantly gone with Noel and Joey had cleaned our table after snapping my shorts up over my erection. I had held the twins for ten or fifteen minutes before eating and wanted to play with them for a while but the cock in my shorts needed relief. We never fucked around the twins unless they happened to run into the bedroom when it had already started but I often let Tiffan or Jesus suck my cock while I fed one or the other or tried to get them to burp or fall asleep. When I picked up Ton and Dana, Tiffan knew that all he was getting was his throat and mouth full unless I was able to get the boys to sleep. A huge part of me wanted the twins to stay awake, but I could tell they were both tired and cranky so it would be better if they fell asleep.

"Did you get too much sun today?"Tiffan had his hand barely eight inches above my crotch when he asked that.

"Why?"

"You are so hot, I'm surprised you were able to keep the shorts and shirt on while eating dinner." I hadn't noticed I was feeling hot but when I put a hand over my bladder I knew what he was saying was right but there hadn't been any sun reaching there, I had been in my leathers all day. I hadn't noticed any bladder pain but suddenly remembered that I should have been expecting this day.

"Excuse me a minute. I'll be in the house as soon as I talk to Rhoda."

Everyone was getting used to me running off to talk with her so he didn't find it odder than normal. She took me into her house and took my temperature. Tiffan was right, my temperature was higher than normal. Rhoda laughed at me, "This might just be your night. Get those boys to fuck you until you can't take anymore."

"Anything to the idea of keeping my legs over my head so the little baby makers get an easier road?"I was getting desperate and any thing that would help was worth discussing even if she laughed at me.

"I was always told in my Ob/Gyn rotation that was an old wife's tale, but for you it might be helpful since the opening is so difficult for a cock to find and enter. Give it a try, you don't have anything to lose do you?"I walked to my house thinking about how many times I could get Joey to fuck me that night without fucking him, I was thinking about not moving. We usually went back and forth but I was seriously going to try keeping my ass in the air and every drop of his cum inside as long as possible. I know I had a huge smile on my face as I headed towards the house, Joey must have gotten someone to take over for him on cleanup duty. He stepped in front of me and pressed his nicely developing hard body to mine before wrapping his arms around my shoulders.

"How many times are you going to fuck me tonight, Joey?"It was a strange question for me to be asking him but he was quick to respond.

"As many as you let me." He dropped one arm so his hand was free to rub my butt as he answered me.

"Good, my ass is all yours tonight. Do you think you can fuck me until I can't handle it any longer?"He had no idea that I had been gang banged while in college so he had very chance to out do the fraternity.

"Tiffan sucked my cock a half dozen times the second day you and Jesus were gone. He was still getting a mouthful after the fifth time. I love fucking your ass so I don't doubt I can fuck you at least six times, maybe more if you can take it." His cock had stood up the moment he started talking about fucking me, I would have loved to take hold and lead him inside but I didn't want him getting too excited, he still had that problem when we first would get in bed.

"Are you going to let Tiffan fuck you, too? And Jesus?" He didn't sound like he was crazy about the other two joining us but I wasn't sure.

"No. Tonight my ass is all yours." I knew that Tiffan wouldn't be happy about that but this was not intended to be love making this was baby making and Joey was the man for the job, stamina, length and huge loads every time. Plus my feelings for him had strengthened from that day when he told his uncle he was staying with us. If the other guys weren't around I would have no problem being satisfied being alone with him.

By the time we were in the door way Joey was pulling my shorts down.

"Joey, I can't leave Tiffan totally unsatisfied. Okay if he sucks my cock the first time you fuck me?" I knew the extra strength of the spasm when I shoot off would have him ready to fuck a second time without stopping.

"You cock tease. Is it okay if I suck his cock while fucking you the third or fourth time? I may need my cum replenished." We were both laughing when we walked in to find Tiffan with two sleeping boys curled up against him. He could tell we were both ready for sex, I was surprised to see him frown at that.

"You two go ahead. I am going to stay quiet and not move. Hopefully Ton and Dana will stay asleep for a couple hours. We all need the rest." I really wanted to unload in his mouth but getting the cum that I hoped would impregnate me was more important. I rustled his hair as we walked past, teasing him with the two cocks that he had to struggle to take all the way but that left him with a grin and wet pants. His cheeks were damp with pre-cum as we left him to go to the bedroom.

I gently closed the door behind us. This wasn't the first time we had been alone but Joey had never been the first person to fuck me so I had always been open for him when he pressed his cock to my ass. I think when he let his finger rub over my asshole was when he first understood that things were going to be different.

"We are going to need extra lube. Your asshole is so dry." I was ready to agree but I needed more than that to make the night perfect.

"Joey haven't you ever seen Jesus or Tiffan prepare me to be fucked?" I knew he had but I was trying to make him think about what they both would do before they ever tried to lube my hole.

"You want me to lick your asshole?"Why was he so surprised, licking assholes was common in my bed. I thought everyone did it.

"You haven't ever licked an asshole?"

"No, the closest I have come is to kiss your cheeks after I fucked you." I hadn't know he was that inexperienced when we met. I had thought he was a practicing gay boy, his Uncle had said he was gay. Don't all gay boys taste an ass sometime?

"Licking my asshole gets me revved up and ready to take a big cock." He started to walk away, I knew I should back up and approach the subject more carefully.

"Stop, listen to me explain my needs to you. I love having a tongue in my ass. Once a tongue has started to loosen me up I enjoy having a man play with me with his fingers for a few minutes and the first time I'm fucked in a day or night I like the cock to be put in me gradually not in one hard push." I thought he had at least fingered me before but I couldn't actually remember if he had. This would all be different for him from the way he was used to entering me since either Tiffan or Jesus loved foreplay almost as much as they enjoyed actually fucking.

"I don't know about licking an asshole. If I try it will you lick mine at the same time?" His cock had shriveled to about half the full size so I knew that was going to be the only way to get him to prep my asshole. It didn't take me any time to answer him, if that was what was needed I wasn't above licking his ass.

"Sure, an anal sixty-nine will be good to get me started." I had licked his ass a few times before I fucked him but this time I was going to be doing it as a tutorial as he followed what I did. I asked if that was what he wanted and he said it was what he needed, I wondered if it was really what he wanted: he had asked to be licked before, so I wondered what was his hesitation in doing it in return.

Before we moved into a ass to face position I gave him a passionate kiss, sucking on the broad tongue that he had inherited from his father. By the time we were facing each other's asshole his hard cock was bouncing on my chest. If he really hadn't eaten an ass before he was remarkably quick in picking up what made me squirm and moan. By the time I slapped him on his butt and asked him to start fucking me he was enjoying himself enough to try pushing three fingers in me with a big glob of lube. If this was the way I was going to be treated all night I better relax and enjoy. He dropped my butt so he could reach a towel on the side of the bed to wipe off his hands.

Back to concentrating on me Joey took the chance to suck my cock for a few minutes enjoying the precum that had been seeping out since he had first touched his tongue to my asshole. I almost told him he could suck me off before fucking me but I knew that it would be much harder on me if I did.

"Open up, Roger. It time for you to get really fucked."The pride of youth.

I couldn't do anything but push back as Joey touched his bigger than normal, not the size of a half-dollar but definitely larger than a quarter, hot cock-head to my ass lips. He wasn't as gentle as I hoped he would be but he was much slower than he normally was when he pushed into me when he took me as his to fuck. I could measure each inch of his ten plus inches with my asshole while fully enjoying the slow gradual way he was filling me. It was too much for him. He wasn't all the way in when he splashed my insides with the first of the loads he would give me that night.

"Was my asshole that good?"I was playing with his nipples, if he had been bent over me I would have been happily sucking on them.

"You know it is. I have only fucked maybe a dozen men in my life and none of them came close to being as wonderful as you are." He was holding his cock buried in my asshole giving himself time to calm down a little.

"Great, that should give you more incentive to fuck me as many times as you can tonight. But, Joey, I want you to do something else for me." He went blank, not having any idea of what I was going to ask, now. I'd already asked him to lick my cock, eat my ass and finger fuck me besides asking him to fuck me as much as he was able, what could he be expecting me to ask?

"Ready?" He looked me in the eyes and nodded.

"Pick up both of my legs and push them up over my head. If you can get them so that my feet are on the bed or wrapped behind my neck that would be great." I didn't think I would be able to hold my legs wrapped around my neck but I might ask him to tie them that way if necessary.

The seriousness that had taken over his face disappeared as he raised my right leg first and then instead of raising my left the same way bent it at the knee so my foot was within his tongue's length of his face. I had enjoyed sucking his toes and having a man suck my toes a few times although it has never been something I have asked anyone to do, there is so much that I find more enjoyable. Joey licked the sole of my foot and then slowly sucked every one of the toes before taking as much of my foot in his mouth as he could. He had swallowed Jesus's cock the first time he tried so I wasn't that shocked when I saw and felt half of my foot disappear. His erection hadn't faded, as he pulled his head away he pushed my knee to my chest and started fucking again.

That was it, my cock was only inches from my face and I shot volley after volley of cum all over it. Joey looked disappointed."Why didn't you open your mouth? One of us tells you how good you taste almost every day. Or are you waiting for me to spread it over your lips with my fingers?"

I thought he was too busy fucking me to do what he had suggested. I had closed my eyes and thrown my head back to enjoy the spectacular fuck he was giving me. He was speeding up when he leaned in and loaded his tongue with my cum and forced it into my mouth: force wasn't really needed, I had tasted my own cum many time before I met any of my current bed mates and knew they told the truth so I willingly accepted the offering he was giving me.

Joey wiped up a handful of cum from my chest and started to lube his cock more, I was dazed from the fuck but just as my cum touched my asshole I remembered that I needed to stop what he was doing. "What? Cum makes a great lube. You have used it on me many times."

It was time to tell Joey what was happening with me. I should have told him before he fucked me the first time but the selfish prick I am I wanted his child without giving him the opportunity to refuse to become a father. I had managed to get my upper legs under my upper arms and feet crossed behind my head and held myself that way with my ass in the air as I started to explain.

"Joey, I thought by now you would have heard that I am Ton and Dana's mother as well as father. Not that I supplied both sperm and egg but that as an egg bearing male I carried them in my abdomen after an ex-boyfriend impregnated me. I have been trying to let Tiffan, Jesus or you get me pregnant for the last couple months, that's why you all have had more chances to fuck me than normal. This is supposed to be the week when I am most fertile, Dr. Rhoda says tonight might just be the right time since my body temperature is up a couple degrees. I am not exactly sure of the mechanics of how you are to get your sperm into the precise spot inside me that leads to my ovary but I don't want to take a chance that you will be pushing my sperm up inside me so far that I impregnate myself and have a deformed or insane child." I unconsciously knew that was such a slight possibility that I was being ridiculous but still?

"When I discussed this with Dr. Rhoda this evening we agreed that I should try the old wife's method of trying to make it easier for the sperm to get me pregnant. That is why I am still in this ass up position and will try to remain like this as long as possible. If you were able to guide your cock when it was inside me and find the internal slit that mimics a woman's vagina in most ways there would be a greater chance you could get me pregnant." He was still looking at me like he couldn't believe I had stopped him from starting to fuck me again. Although he had taken a look at his wet hand once or twice.

"Since your cock doesn't have an eye or homing device on the tip I want you to fuck me as often as you can filling me with sperm that just might be able to blindly break through the opening and find an egg."I don't remember clearly but I think I was close to tears as I explained what I wanted from him.

"Why didn't you ask me to be a father?"He sounded like he was hurt that I hadn't asked him before that night.

"I thought you would be freaked out by the fact that I am able to carry a child inside me for the whole nine months."I was, I am still freaked out by the whole endeavor when I think about how different that makes me from the man I pose as everyday. Different from the man I see when I look in a mirror. Or hear when I speak to the others.

"You carried the twins?"He sounded somewhat dumbfounded but more quizzical than disbelieving.

"Yes." I couldn't decipher the look on his face. I thought it might mean he wanted to keep fucking until he knew I was pregnant but there was a slight appearance of reluctance that I was afraid was connected to his youth. Had his parents drummed into his head as had most of ours that he wasn't ready to be a father and needed to wait until after he was married and had a good paying job? It wasn't like I was going to ask him to support a child or marry me if I got pregnant.

For a few minutes he lay beside me washing his cock and my face with a warm towel he had retrieved from the bathroom. He was close enough for me to feel the heat from his body but we weren't touching. I wanted him to ask, or say something but I didn't think I should start another conversation until he had digested the information I had already given him. What was he thinking? Did he want to be a father? Did he believe me? Had I ambushed him with the idea when he wasn't prepared?

"Can I talk to Dr. Rhoda?"He sounded like the teenager we was, seeking out permission to find information. I hoped he believed me and wasn't trying to catch me a lie, would have I?

"Now?"I was hoping he would continue filling me with his seed.

"Before I fuck you, again." There was a determination on his face that I didn't like but if talking to her would get him back in my ass? I wasn't certain he would need to fuck me any more that night but I wasn't going to chance not getting pregnant if this was the best chance I was going to have.

"I left her in her house a few minutes before we started. She is going to be surprised to see you. I hope she will answer your questions but she may have to come back and get my permission." I knew she was not loose lipped about discussing any medical condition so that was a possibility that I had to be prepared for. Even though there were others that knew I had carried Ton and Dana I had never heard her discuss the issue with any of the groups that had joined later.

"Throw a sheet over me so she isn't looking up my asshole when she asks permission to tell you what you need to know. Please." I had to laugh but it just seemed wrong to present her with more visuals than she needed. She had seen 100% of my body but the idea of her seeing me with my ass in the air full of his cum seemed a step beyond what would be civilized or proper. All that was necessary was that she see me tell her that she should tell him what he wanted to know.

They were back in ten minutes. After I let her know it was okay and probably necessary for her to tell Joey what he wanted to know she sat beside me on the bed looking over my head and began giving him a lesson on my unique anatomy. Shortly after he heard that I had indeed carried the twins he took my foot in his hand and gently massaged the sole and toes. If he didn't stop I was going to be begging him to fuck me while Rhoda was still sitting there explaining the dangers to my life if he indeed did get me pregnant.

"Thanks for covering up, Roger. Joey said you were filled with his cum." She laughed as she walked out the door, closing it behind her. Joey went for my toes with his mouth again, I didn't know if that was what he needed to get himself primed for another round of fucking but he switched feet. I could tell his cock was hard but holding my legs like I was I couldn't reach him for the encouragement he seemed to need.

"You're sure you want me to be the father of your next child?"I wish Rhoda hadn't told him that I would suffer for months after a child was born. Was he wondering why I had chosen him not Jesus or Tiffan?

"That's why you're here. While I was traveling with Jesus we had a discussion that made me understand that there was no one that I would rather be the father of my child. Tiffan and Jesus are wonderful with the twins and other kids but they act more like mothers or aunts, not that they are feminine in any way. I want a man that can stand beside me and say he is their father. If that is you, please fuck me again and again, not only to impregnate me but to make love to me." It was the first time I had ever uttered those words while with him and he picked up on it right away.

"Does this mean you want me to marry you?' There was a glint of fear in his eyes as the words left his mouth. Was he afraid I would say yes or that I would turn down what was a left handed offer?

"There is no need for us to get married, you'll know you are the father and I am the other father. As far as there needing to be anything legal, I don't see the need." Plus we hadn't decided that those type of institutions would be part of the new life we were discussing as a community, there were many other customs that we had agreed should be dismissed unless we found a completely working government outside the village. I say that with the intent of a set of rules being put in place but they will probably be very lenient other than a few prohibitions that most societies have.

"But would you marry me if I asked you?"A bit of hope had crept into his voice.

"I am not really a fan of marriage. I don't have any desire to be bound in monotony for the rest of our lives." I was flexing my asshole so he could see my need and desire. Why was he doing this to me? All he really needed to do was donate sperm, if he didn't want to do anything else for our child that was fine with me.

As soon as he touched his cock to me again I opened up as wide as I could and he slid into to his balls. I had never thought about taking a bigger cock than his but at that moment I wouldn't have stopped the biggest cock I had ever seen from entering me. He fucked me twice like he had earlier before pulling out. Then the biggest shock of the evening, he licked my hole cleaning up after himself.

"I need a rest."

"There are some belts in the closet, would you tie my legs back so I can move my arms? I want to hold you." I wouldn't be able to move enough to kiss him if he didn't stay on top of me but at least I would be able to hold his cock and balls as they recovered or his hand if he choose that.

"Maybe after I suck your cock." He had been mostly interested in fucking since the first time he had come to bed with me. I had enjoyed his mouth a few times but unlike Tiffan or Jesus he wasn't able to take me into his throat. It didn't make a difference right then, being fucked twice and having my ass licked had me ready to give him a full load of cum. Maybe the ten years between us did make a difference, I was only giving him half of what he was able to give me, a considerable amount less than the first time I came.

I woke two hours later to the pleasure of Joey sliding into my ass, again. I didn't open my eyes, letting him think he was totally in control. He was stroking in and out smoothly when there was a new feeling. I knew I had felt it once before, but it took me some time to think when or what it could be. He had found the slit that Luis had once forced open while we experimented with finding as many positions I could hold while he fucked me."Shoot right there!"

I didn't know whether to expect him to be ready to shoot another load but he did as I demanded. If he was going to be the father of my next child he had just claimed the right, I felt not only his cock slide through the slit I could feel the cum backing up as he shot volley after volley in me.

"That is as good as it gets. If you can hit that spot again I know I'll be carrying your baby although I may around being doing so.." I could feel the smile on my face, something I was told I didn't do often enough. It wasn't going to fade unless he pulled back and left me feeling a void.

"What did you just do to me? I felt like there was another part of you sucking the head of my cock and refusing to leave go."Joey looked as happy as I felt, the addition of whatever muscles controlled the slit to the fuck must have been incredible although I'll never be able to experience it as more than a secondary pleasure.

"I think you were in the slit that Dr. Rhoda told you led to my ovary. Should I call you Dad, Daddy, Pop or just lover?" I was going to hurt Tiffan's feelings but I wanted Joey in bed with me every night after that. He had been sharing me with Jesus but Joey had never spent the night in the bed after having sex, he had always gone to one of the other bedrooms to sleep, never asking to stay.

"Will it be twins, again?" Hell, I hadn't even thought about that possibility, twins ran in my father's family. They were usually identical like Ton and Dana but I also had a few aunts and uncles that were fraternal. I tried thinking of anyone in the family other than the one aunt everyone avoided, who had a set of twins and a set of triplets, that had more than one set of twins, I couldn't.

"That is something we will have to wait to find out." He had seemed to accept that we had created a child and lay with his head on my chest nursing at the tip of of my cock until we both fell back to sleep. It was an uncomfortable sleep but when we woke to the sounds of the twins fussing I asked Joey for one last fuck for the night. He was on my ass in seconds and pounding harder than anytime earlier that night.

"Why does Jesus want in?" He had already pulled out and was untying the belts he had used to keep my feet wrapped around my neck. He didn't sound pleased that Jesus wanted to interrupt us. Even with the belt holding a lot of my weight I had cramped overnight and knew when he let my legs down I would be in pain.

"He's probably thirsty." I answered nonchalantly.

"Your morning piss?"He had seen Jesus and Tiffan drinking straight from the tap plenty of times but I guess he knew how much stronger his own morning piss was than whatever flowed the rest of the day, all he needed to have done was take a whiff. Men seem to do that whether conscious of it or not.

"Usually I give it to which ever of them gets in the bedroom first, but you are here. Do you want to give it a try?" He had swallowed piss before but this was the first time he was going to have that strong morning piss. If the body really absorbs a man's cum was he then drinking some of his own as I held his head in place so he wouldn't back away? I had warned him if he started he would not be able to pull off as I wouldn't be able to stop the flow and didn't want to wet the bed.

"How soon should we know if you are pregnant?" He was still licking his lips getting the last of my piss that had overflowed his mouth as he swallowed. I had worried that Jesus and Tiffan were drinking too much piss but if Joey was going to join them was there still going to be a question?

"I think the tests usually are accurate about six weeks after conception, but I should be able to tell in a few weeks."We both left the bedroom with huge smiles, I am sure everyone thought we had a good night fucking but if they had known how good they might have been shocked to know I was still holding his cum in my ass, I had him stuff a butt plug in my asshole, doing all we could to be sure I was going to carry his child. He had asked when I was stuffed with the butt plug if I would want to make love throughout the day. I was pleased to know that he had gone from ignorant to actively wanting me to be pregnant and let him know that I would, surprised that his cock was still hard..

For the next couple days Joey and I fucked every chance we had at being alone. I was more willing to fuck him now that I was fairly certain he had done exactly what I wanted, my nipples were becoming so sensitive I had stopped wearing a shirt other than to dinner. He didn't tell anyone about what I was trying to have him do but I did hear him talking to Rhoda about the night he had felt the that there was another part of me inside my ass that was sucking at his cock until he sprayed all his balls could produce. She told him that she honestly was as confused about my internal workings as he was but if it felt good to go for it. There really isn't much I can tell him either but I hope he is able to reach that spot again; maybe if he does often enough I will start to control it.

Rhoda and Queesha gave birth days apart, both of their infants were female. There was joy in the village at the safe births but a slight disappointment from both fathers at having daughters. I was glad to have more daughters in the village, in a few years we would be needing them to produce the next generation of children. If the seven girls and Lucia could each bear three or four children we would be on our way to a good geometric progression. That would be no where near the number of people that the village was built or supplied to accommodate so new life would not be hazardous to the village.

Chuck and Jeff had taken one of the trucks every few weeks to continue shutting down the towns that were still drawing power from the nuclear plant. I wished I was able to go out on the motorcycle again but my condition was not conducive to riding especially if we were fortunate enough to find any more survivors.

Hieronymus had managed to activate the satellite for two revolutions of the Earth with the only visual sent back being swarms of alligators and crocodiles on the edge of the Everglades and along the Nile. It seemed odd to me that they were living when we hadn't seen any along any of the creeks or pools in the Big Piney until Chuck hypothesized that where they had survived they had already been living on top of each other which had protected those at ground level, while in Texas they were less common so they hadn't protected each other with additional layers of their thick hides.

Ton and Dana had run through their twos saying 'no' and 'I won't' any time someone other than me spoke to them. I was glad they listened and did as told for me but wished they were a little more cooperative with Joey, Tiffan and Jesus. Keeping their independence from everyone else made me proud to be their father. At three years old I was trying to get them to wear clothes more often than not, usually Ton would at least wear shorts when we left the house but Dana wouldn't even allow anyone to put on his underwear and ran naked almost everywhere other than when we told him we were going to eat, he knew that he wouldn't be given a plate or anything to drink if he wasn't dressed. Would you call that Pavlovian training? Many things in the village seemed like we were treating the children as dogs since training them was not natural to more than a few of the mothers.

Rhoda had been working with AC/DC for a couple hours everyday since he arrived. The most he would do was grunt and wave when with the adults. Rhoda and I had both heard him trying to make the sounds the twins and some of the girls made. Rhoda said that he wasn't totally deaf, he was recognizing sounds that were in the upper range of a human's hearing capacity but none of the sounds in the lower range. The day before Rhoda was due to take the child from my abdomen Ginger and AC/DC put a hand on my bulging stomach and screeched "Baby", it hurt my ears but I was happy that the boy was starting to communicate at that very basic level.

That was the night Joey and I had our first real argument. He wanted to name the child after his father and I insisted there were not so many people in the village that we should be duplicating names. I was happy there was only going to be one child or I might have given in to his arguments. Rhoda and I were discussing the advisability of removing my ovary but hadn't come to a decision, Joey was totally against the idea: now that he knew I was carrying his child he thought we should have as many as possible. There was no way to tell if the balance of hormones in my body which had returned in about five or six months after the twins' birth would happen at all if the ovary was gone. I was closing in on thirty and didn't really want to go through the whole process again although this time there were fewer negatives since some of the people had already experienced me walking around swollen with child and loved the twins like we loved all the children.

After I compromised and agreed to at least start the child's name with a J he let me pick whatever name I wanted. Old music had been playing in the Hydroponic garden for the previous two months, I was becoming a fan along with Noel who had found the old discs in a storeroom that was attached to a sports equipment locker. So you know where my son's name came from, "Hey Jude". I had been singing in my off key way since the first time I had heard it, so why wouldn't I pick it? I wasn't the only one that had thought it appropriate, Tiffan and Karen had it cued up and ready to be the first music my son heard.

The Wound Vac that Rhoda had been learning to operate in her spare time rushed oxygen to the open gash and I was healed enough to be up and around in two weeks and without pain in three. I was carrying Jude within four and back to work in the garden in six. There had been a general meeting that suggested I take a few more weeks but I prefer to stay busy and taking care of three little boys isn't my idea of enjoyable time off work. Making formula and filling bottles is a pain, let any mother tell you otherwise and I'll say she is just being "Susie Housewife".

I felt like I was ready but Rhoda wouldn't give me clearance to ride the cycle more than a mile or so from the village. Chuck had brought back traps from one of the trips he had made north. I had never been one of those that advocated trapping wild animals but we didn't need the dangerous canines closer to the village than a gun shot and standing watch every night was no one's idea of time well spent. The first time I had checked the traps there had been two wolves that were larger than the one Jesus had shot. I still was unable to figure out what they were finding for food. My goal in trapping them was to be certain they didn't start feeding on our children.

Noel had been learning to ride on the Panigale (turns out it was a step up from the Ducati he had when in college) and by the second time I went to check traps that Jesus and I had laid to the west was anxious to trail along. He and his father were back to living in their own house, most of the couples had decided living as a family unit worked, whether that was for sex or the children I didn't ask. I was happy living with three men that enjoyed sex in an almost endless variety and showed very little jealousy other than I demanded time alone with Joey. The only other constant dissent was that Joey wanted more children. I was of the opinion that four children in the house was enough, Jesus agreed with Joey and tried to tell me that there is no such thing as too many children. Tiffan who had taken over most of the child care since Pablo went to live with Karen thought another baby or two would be good but only if HE was allowed to stay at home full time.

Three months, the first day Rhoda approved of my plan, after Jude was born I arranged for Karen and Lucia to take all the kids for a couple days. The guys and I went out on the bikes. It was the first time I allowed Jesus to ride the Multistrada without riding along. He had been doing well enough that I thought unless we got carried away and tried racing he would be okay. We were going to shut the power down to a few towns, spend some time with each other out of the way of the others, I had hoped we might have an orgy every night, since Jude had been born only Joey had been willing to fuck me. That made him feel like he had a claim on me that I had promised Jesus and Tiffan I didn't want anyone having so I wanted to have him seeing Tiffan and Jesus take my ass the way they had for the first few years we were together.

We had rebuilt some saddlebags that Jesus had found in a junk yard in Tyler. With three sets of hard bags and another three of a softer bag mostly carrying what we would need if we couldn't find a good place to sleep or cook, we arrived in Pittsburg, Texas to find half of the city burned to the ground and the other half spotted with the corpses of centuries old buildings, two Hotels with high end names still standing and a museum that looked as if it may have been closed on May 1st.

I'm a sucker for looking at old things, I had dragged whoever I could into museums from Butler to Midland and back to Fort Worth not caring whether they were Natural museums or Art museums. I want something new to sit on, lay on or ride but I liked to imagine what I would do with some of the things you see in antique stores and museums. I knew this museum would likely have a biblical tinge since this part of Texas had been the shiny leather tongue of the Bible belt. The first thing we saw walking into the museum was a contraption that claimed to be the first American plane in flight, the Ezekiel Airship. The builder's claim was that it had gone from one field crossed over a fence and landed in another field. That was supposed to have happened in 1902, believe it if you want, but those old Texans had a way with the story telling.

The operators of the museum had placed a dummy in the pilot's seat that startled us all from a distance. After looking around Jesus called us back to the plane (?) and said we ought to give it a try. I'm crazy and a risk taker by nature, go see the kids if you doubt it. But taking that thing out of the museum sounded even too crazy for me. Noel spent some time discussing the possibility that the plane might really fly with Jesus until he came to the decision that should he do some rigging up we might get the plane to take someone at least one hundred feet.

"Well, boys that's further than Ezekiel's original plane flew. I'd give a thousand bucks to see you make it go that far." We were looking at what I had to guess was a hundred year old man. He was dressed in tar spattered overalls and orange leather work boots. Our plan to turn off the power crashed down on us with out causing any distress.

"Have you ever seen it fly?"Jesus seemed the most interested in the odd looking contraption that hung at the end of the museum.

"No, no one was ever allowed to take it out of here to try it that I remember. I think back in the 1940's Howard Hughes was supposed to have offered the owner of the museum ten thousand dollars to let him try to see if it would really fly. There were rumors all over town about Hughes trying to fly it, the road all the way to the airport, which at that time was two cow fields that the town had bought and kept mowed for the occasional visitor, were lined with people from all over the area. The Hughes name drew attention where ever he went. This is a replica of the original airship which was destroyed on a trip by train that was to take it to the St. Louis World's Fair in 1904. When they tried to take it down for Mr. Hughes they dropped the wheels out from under it and all the props that are supposed to provide the lift broke off. By the time it was repaired Mr. Hughes was off on one of his other ventures, I don't think they tried to fly it without him.

"Sir., I am Roger. These are, Noel, Jesus and Tiffan. If you don't mind how did you survive the May 1st attack?" I hoped to get the conversation away from the odd looking airship and onto more important matters, survival.

"See that firetruck at the other end of the museum? A good citizen of our town had purchased a new water tank for the old truck. The original tank was rusted half way down the outside and there was agreement that putting the replacement tank would make it look better and be just as authentic since the tank had come from an identical firetruck that had the front end smashed when a fire museum in Houston fell to a tornado.

"May 1st we were closed. I had taken the old tank off that morning and had the new one sitting on a scaffolding close enough to the truck that I was going to be able to fasten the tank with some old bolts that I had been soaking in kerosene for weeks to get enough rust off to unscrew the nuts. I bumped the side of the tank and the lid that opened to fill the tank with water slammed down hard enough to have the lock slip in place. There was enough room that I just continued to work thinking I would open it back up if I started having trouble breathing unaware it had locked. I was struggling with the bolts when I heard the fire sirens going off. I pushed up on the lid to get out but I was stuck. I was lucky enough to have a hammer and some other tools with me. I pounded and leveraged at that lid for hours until the scaffolding collapsed and when the tank came to a rest the lid is what had stopped it from rolling over more than once.

"I wasn't expecting anyone to be in the museum but that damn siren kept blaring away so I pushed open the hangar door. Off to my right were so many fires I was almost blinded. To the left I could see a few fires but a lot less. I was an honorary volunteer fireman so I had a key to get in the building over there and when I went in all I found were five piles of ashes and a siren I had to pound into submission. I tried going out in the truck but it was dead. I walked down the street, not seeing any people was worrying me. I had walked to the edge of town before I realized I wasn't going to find anyone.

"I've been staying in the restaurant next door since then. You are the first people I have seen in what has it been? Two years?"

"It's a few months past three years."

"Where are you boys living?" It was just natural curiosity so I willing to give him a general answer without mentioning the doomsday village.

"In a farm village not far from Ector, West of Paris."

"I've never made it that far out of town. I heard it was mostly forest."

"There are quite a few farms but the Big Piney does push its way up there in some places.."It was the first time Noel had spoken to the old man. He has feelings about the Big Piney that don't allow any insults or misunderstandings.

"Don't think I'd like that much." With that I knew he had made up his mind to stay where he was.

"We'll get out of your town in the morning."

"No need to hurry, I don't have any reason to chase you away. I really would like to see you all try to get that big ole thing flying."

"Roger, we might be able to do it but it would take us a week or so to get it out of the museum and another week to upgrade it enough to make it do more than jump fences. I don't think it's worth the effort."

"No, two weeks away from home would make the boys really cranky. Sorry, sir I don't think it is going to happen. I wish you luck in finding someone that would like to give it a try. Have you been eating well enough?" I was sure the four of us could find him enough food around the town to help him eat well for the few years he had left.

"There was a food truck making a delivery to the restaurant when whatever happened, happened. There is so much food in there I could live another hundred years getting as big as Santa Claus without emptying it."

"Have you been able to make a bed in the restaurant or would you like help in getting you a mattress?"I could tell his life was centered on the restaurant and the museum, for much else he would need help.

"Now, boys that would be mighty kindly of you but I don't know where you might find one. I think they all burned up."Most of the houses are gone.

"If we find one, we'll bring it back to you." We hadn't looked for a place to spend the night since it was barely a couple hours after lunch. Jesus and Joey went to check out the hotels. Noel and I went into the restaurant to see what we might do to make the man's life any easier.

"Roger, get out of here. I'll clean it up, I doubt if he has cleaned in in here once since he moved in."He was still not used to me not having to worry about contamination because of the opening Rhoda cut to pull Jude from my belly any more than the rest of them. The care I had to take with the Wound Vac was drummed into their heads. The closed in stuffiness of the place made me accept his offer without hesitation.

"Have you tried to take any of the stuff in this truck into the restaurant storeroom?"It didn't look like he was being too concerned as he scavenged food from the trailer.

"Naw, that would just be too much work for an old man like me."

We spent the following day getting the restaurant fixed up as an apartment and most of the food from the trailer stocked into the storeroom and office, he said he didn't use it although it had been full of trash.

"If you boys find an old woman that wants an old man bring her around. We might be able to hit it off."

We rode out of town laughing at him. Why he was the first older person we had met didn't make any more sense than why we found the people we had. They wouldn't add much to the village unless you call the wisdom of old age a huge missing part of how we were living, the oldest among us was forty-one and his wisdom was more useful in the gardens than in running the village. We were getting to the point where there were enough people that we would soon have to develop some rules to avoid problems that could split the village into opposing parties.

Everyone in the village claimed to believe in democracy but had agreed to the more communistic ways of living that provided for the children, care of the gardens and vehicles for anyone's use although the only vehicles actually owned by anyone in the village were the two cars that belonged to the families, even Joey's car was not actually his but belonged to his boss that had told him to visit his family. His boss had let him leave two days after his family and told him that he couldn't spend the whole five days he had requested, he wanted Joey back to work on May2nd. None of us had bought the houses we were living in other than by the work we were putting into the village.

So far we hadn't needed to elect anyone to any position of authority. People had willing moved to positions they had an affinity for. I had never thought about it, but as I rode with the boys I realized I was best at finding survivors. Even with the multitude of times others had gone exploring and turning off power I was the only one that had brought new people to the village. We spent the whole day turning off small towns, I mean really small, four or five houses and a gas station or convenience store, once in a while we even found a Dairy Queen. It took us most of the day to arrive on the shore of Lake Bob Sandlin. Before I was even able to pull the Harley into a real parking spot Jesus was off his cycle, undressed and diving into the cool looking water.

May 1st must have been a cool day here in Texas, there were no other vehicles parked by the beach we chose. It didn't take us all long to dive into the lake and start swimming or rough housing. It was the first lake Jesus and I had been to since the day we had found Lucia and Pablo, or they found us. Joey and Noel swam down the lake a half mile and found a boat they were able to ride back. We looked the boat over pretty well looking for leaks and decided the next day we should take it around the lake and shut down houses and businesses the best we could. It wasn't that an individual house would drain that much from the power plant but we had made a decision that the less power being used the less likely there was to be light pollution in the universe. If there were Aliens watching Earth, Noel and I thought it would be likely there would think that reservoirs of energy were dying after life on the planet died. Would that possibly make them stay away? We hoped so.

Noel told me that night we would soon need to stop our explorations, when asked about it he showed me a radiation detector that he had taken with him on various trips and a chart that showed the far edges of where we were trying to shut down the electricity were showing higher and higher radiation every time he measured it. It didn't take much for me to understand what that meant, there were power plants all over the world going into melt down or exploding because they weren't being maintained. He didn't have a projection on how long it would be before the radiation became dangerous for us but didn't think it was more than a year at the longest. He wanted to keep checking the area around us even though the detector that had been installed at the village had only moved slightly.

"We think Lucia is pregnant."

None of us was ready for that announcement. Jesus had not been staying with Lucia and Pablo the past couple weeks. I had thought he was having trouble with the boy. It seemed that every time I saw he and Lucia within twenty feet of each other she was yelling at him. I had hoped that he hadn't done something to hurt her but I hadn't asked either one since they didn't bring the bickering to any of the meals or into my house. Pregnancy wasn't in my thoughts at all.

"That's great!"

"I thought so, too. She's not happy about it. When I asked her why she said she didn't want to be fat and ugly." I took that as an insult. Had I been ugly while carrying Jude? I was definitely fat, but that went away in a few months.

"We need the children. The more children we have now the faster the village will be able to start repopulating the world." Noel brought me back to reality.

"If the world is covered with contamination we are going to have to keep the population of the village down to what it can support. That is maybe five times what are living there now, but we will soon be needing to depend upon ourselves for food completely, possibly even power production if Earth slips into a nuclear winter. It would make sense if we do a few raids of the biggest potential food sources this year maybe into next spring and then seal the village from any outside contamination including people." We had talked about the transmission lines from the power plant to Ector and had determined they were fine for now but a long stretch of nuclear winter might bring them down.

"From the counting you have been doing, are people that survived and live say within a few hundred miles of the village safe at this point?"

"From the reading my father and I have, now? It looks like I would question the safety of bringing in any outsiders that live further than one hundred and fifty miles north of the village. South still looks to be fairly safe down to the gulf."

"Who went to the gulf?"Jesus and I had both wanted to be on that trip.

"Dad and Hieronymus went there the last time they went out. He wanted to see if he could recover some rice. They went to the Shipping Chanel outside of Houston to check some of the huge ships thinking someone might have been able to survive if they were locked below deck. It was a good idea but if there was anyone that survived they weren't able to find any trace of them. That was a huge city for them to try pushing their way through so they were only able to check a small section close to the port.

"Did they think we should explore more of the city?" I had been talking to Noel but Jesus was the one to answer.

"No. There might be survivors there, but I think we need to let them fend for themselves. Houston has been a violent city for the last century, anyone trying to live there would have armed themselves the first day and not been afraid to shot to protect themselves. We can't lose any of you."

I hugged him.

"Jesus, we don't want to lose you either. I think you might be right. Noel, you have been there, right? What do you think?"

"If we are only trying to increase the number in the village or trying to salvage food and goods I don't think it would be worth our time. We could spend our time more productively making sure the village is fully equipped to protect it from radiation."

"Can we start home tomorrow?"

"What's wrong Jesus missing Lucia or having Pablo piss for you?"I had been working with him to get Pablo under control but the boy was so much like I was at his age that it was difficult to explain to him that not everyone in the village was accepting what he was doing to Jesus as proper or even good. We had got him to stop announcing it to everyone although he still went to Jesus and let him know what he needed loudly enough that anyone around them could hear. All I could think was I was glad that he was using Jesus and had yet to think that any of the younger boys or girls would be an appropriate target.

We spent the night in a lake house that had been unoccupied on the day of the attack, Jesus spent the night in the great room looking out on the lake. Noel took a room to himself and Joey and I spent the night in one bed.

I think it was the first morning in at least two years when either Jesus or Tiffan didn't wake me to get a morning drink. If I had said anything to Jesus when I walked out of the bedroom to find the bathroom I'm sure he would have been more than willing, he had never turned my cock down whether it was to suck, be fucked or to enjoy piss. He was still sitting in front of a large picture window when everyone was ready to leave the house.

"Will I make a good father, Roger?"

"Not unless you get your child's uncle under control. You can't have a baby watching his uncle treating you the way Pablo does."

"Lucia and I have been arguing about that. Not that I am not willing to drink and be showered in Pablo's piss but it has gotten out of hand. Every time he has to go he wants me on me knees with either my mouth or ass facing him."

"Have you and Lucia talked to him?"

"She thinks it's funny and won't say anything to him." Jesus hadn't raised his eyes since the first moment he started to speak.

"He's about eight?"

"Yeah."

"I don't know how you're going to stop him unless you"

"Unless I what?"

"I don't know, I was thinking maybe we needed to start using his mouth and showering him."

"That's not going to help. He snuck into the room Lucia and I use and waited for her to start pissing on me in the tub and jumped in with me. He is such a little piss hound I have no idea what to do."Jesus looked the most depressed that I had ever seen him, I wished I knew of a way to help.

"Lock him in his room at night and don't let him out until you've already pissed in the morning." Noel always went the easy way even if someone might get hurt.

"Noel, what if they sent him over to live with you and your father. He would need to think they went away for awhile, Jesus, you and Lucia could take over one of the houses on the lower level by the medical center for a few weeks until Pablo understands he won't be getting to piss on you everyday. Your dad won't give in will he, Noel?"

"To getting pissed on? Or telling where they are? No. He'll just point to the bathroom. If he pisses on the floor or dog my Dad will spank him." Although society at large had prohibited spanking in schools, churches and to the point of abuse there were still families that believed in the old 'spare the rod, spoil the child' mandate, Chuck was a vocal proponent of it.

We never got the boats up to much speed, we had to pull into every dock. I don't know if Noel and Joey worked the same way as Jesus and I but one of us would stay on the boat and the other would run up to the house and pull the meter. It isn't the most efficient way to control power drain but unless we found the booster stations it was what we could do without tearing down transmission wires.

Jesus and I hadn't dressed that morning and didn't expect anyone to make a comment about what they could see because we didn't expect anyone to be living around there. Even Noel was past the stage of being shocked or upset to see us naked or having sex. We hadn't seen any signs of life around the area where there were a bunch of boats either still floating or half drowned. The bait house had a full cooler of soft drinks and beer, I can't say what would have been full shelves but they had looked fairly stocked with snack food so we assumed a complete lack of people.

It was probably the twentieth house we were pulling up to when I heard him. "That's what I like to see a man that has his boy trained to take care of his cock."

Not expecting anyone I hadn't stopped Jesus when he had decided he wanted to suck my cock between stops. He had been taking short shots at sucking me since about the twelfth house keeping my cock fully hard even when it was my turn to run to a house. It took me a few minutes to see who had been talking. Standing fifty feet or so to the side of the house in the shade were two beautiful women and an unbelievably handsome man. The women were both pregnant, if I had to guess at that time I was willing to say seven months or more; they were not at all fat and ugly, Lucia!.

"Excuse me, we'll cover up."I had taken to always being sure to be partially dressed around the women at the village.

"Don't worry about it You don't have anything we all haven't seen before just maybe a little more of it." The women tee heed at his comment. If they weren't going to worry about me being naked, I wasn't.

"Is it alright if we come on shore?"

"We don't own the dock or beach." I couldn't tell but it seemed they had an accent that I wasn't familiar with. The boat motor interfered with my hearing so I shut it down.

"Hello, I'm Roger and this is Jesus." Immediately one of the women started trying to talk to Jesus in what I think was Castillian. He wasn't following her rant that well until I told her in English that he was from the United States not Mexico or Spain. After that she spoke slower and they were soon engrossed in a hands flying loud conversation about us, I could tell since they both would point at me or the other two.

"I'm Franco and this is Anna, that is Isabella, we call her Belle. You are the first people we have seen in three years. Are there more where you're from."

"There are about twenty of us. How have you survived the last three years?"

"When there were no more people we started living on the food that had been left behind. There have been a few times we have raided a store, but mostly it's been house to house. We started making our way around the lake when the weather got warm this year. Surprisingly there isn't much to eat in these houses.

"I was hoping we would find a place to bed down for the winter. Moving from house to house is going to be harder this year with two babies."Franco didn't sound too pleased to have two children on the way.

"Come back to the house where we stayed last night. Our friends will be coming back in a couple hours. You can meet them and see if you want to join us." I had a good feeling about Franco and Isabella, not so much Anna. I was still hard from all the foreplay with Jesus. I was surprised to hear Franco.

"If you want we can go inside until the boy finishes sucking your cock."

"We're not bashful. If Jesus wants to finish what he started, he will." Franco approved of that more than either of the women but no one said anything about my declaration, I think Jesus had heard it and merely nodded his head. I really didn't expect him to suck my cock in front of the strangers but once back on the boat who knew?