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Three Travelers

Legalese, please be of legal age in your locale to read this story. There will be sex. Sex between two men. Sex between three men and water sports. Please this is set in the future once HIV has been eliminated as a threat, for now please remember that you need to be careful; U=U is useful but being undetectable is often quoted by men that really have no idea if they are, if they missed too many doses or another issue caused their virus to spike. Prep is helpful and may be a major help to all gay men if used properly and monitored as required. Enough of the lecture, be careful and have fun.

Karen had a difference in taste from me so when I saw what she had arranged to take along from the kitchen I knew we were going to need to take enough food that there would be different choices everyday. I hoped we would find a grocery store that would supply us with precooked bacon, it was usually stored at room temperature so I thought we should be able to take as much of it along as we could carry. Breakfast items that didn't require refrigeration seemed to be few and far between, I wished that chickens had survived the May Day event but I had as of then not seen any. I wanted eggs and bacon with pancakes and pure maple syrup.

I had brought a gallon of syrup from Maine, it was at the bottom of the trailer I was hauling. I would have to check for eggs. If a store happened to have emergency power to their cooler we might find eggs that had not spoiled. I really don't like dried milk or condensed milk in cans but Karen had selected both from the store rooms. I thought she might be planning ahead in case she didn't produce enough milk herself once she gave birth. I didn't want to have to take two trips up in the elevator but there was no way I was going to be able to empty the freight elevator so we decided that Karen and Tony and myself would take the first load of food and I would return for a second load. I felt it was the only way they were going to feel secure that I wouldn't take off on the cycle and leave them behind although neither of them had said anything that indicated they didn't trust me.

The light breeze blowing through the entrance brought the first odorless air I had breathed since I entered the mountain. It was wonderful not to be breathing in other people's ashes. Karen took her car and went in search of the trucks that she had said were within twenty minutes of the Iron Mountain parking lot. Tony was left with the food and a sub-machine gun I had found after my initial search of the security console. With the other rifle and handgun I felt we would be well enough armed to face anything we would face, I had been careful to loot as much ammo as I could.

I was back to the surface before Karen returned. The wheelchair we had found in the med center for Tony would have made a nice way of transporting the food but I had overfilled the single wagon from the IBM vault that Karen and I had emptied to haul Tony to the infirmary and didn't care to keep loading and unloading it. We set up outside the doorway to enjoy the light breeze and slightly higher temperature.

"Roger, tell me something about your background. I can't tell by looking what your ethnicity is. How old are you, I'd like to know more about you."

"I have the feeling we are going to have a long time to get to know each other. We will probably learn a lot that we don't want to know.

"You can't guess my ethnicity because it is not well defined. Like everyone I have eight great-grandparents. They were a widely diverse group that if you ask I will never be able to tell how they could have ever mated up. On my father's side there was a woman from the Philippines, another from Italy, one of the men was from Morocco and the last from Scotland. On my mother's side there was one woman that was a Native American, the second was from Senegal, one man was from India and the last was from England. I guess with an Englishman, a Scot and an Italian you could say I am European but with all the others I certain don't look it do I?"

"I would have guessed at least half your ancestors being Native American. All the mixture has left you a beautiful mix almost like you were a Brazilian."

"Thank you. While we have time fill me in on your background." I was sincere, I always had thought the Brazilians were one of the most beautiful people I had ever seen.

"I'm not 100% certain. I have a few European relatives and more Native Brazilians. Just the normal Brazilian mutt. We moved to Canada when I was ten and after I left the RCAF I moved to the US hoping to find the man of my dreams. I am still here."

"You're twenty six?"

"Twenty-seven. And you?"

"I'm twenty-eight and will turn twenty-nine September 1st if I survive that long." We lapsed into silence for the few minutes it took Karen to pull up in a snow plow, She had been to her house to gather what she felt she would need so there were already a few scattered boxes in the rear of the truck. I was surprised that the bed of the truck was clean and saltless.

"They leave the trucks with the beds partially tilted so the rain washes them out until the next time they are needed. I had to throw the boxes up. I couldn't climb in to stack them, do you think you can get the food in there without throwing it?"

"Have you figured out how to unlatch the bottom of the tailgate? If we can prop it open I should be able to lift the food in." It only took us a half hour to get the food in the truck and start on our way. I gave Karen the first destination and let her lead since she and Tony knew the locale better than me. We had agreed that traveling the back roads would probably be easier than pushing our way across the turnpike or down the Interstate highway. I was not impressed with the idea of heading south by Interstate, the mountains sounded rough on the cycle although I was sure it could handle them if I checked the oil regularly and let the engine cool.

One hour from the start of our journey we arrived outside of Youngstown. I knew there was supposed to be an REI from a map on the back of a flyer I had taken the other time I was in one. I got Tony to a rest room, he was starting to use the crutches but was not too fast so he had asked to be pushed in the wheelchair which we had thrown in the back of the truck just in case any of us would need it. I had remember some of the items I had wished I could take the last time and with a mostly empty truck bed was able to stock up with some air mattresses and better cooking equipment plus three cartons of the small propane tanks that fueled it. We stocked up on hats and emergency blankets although I doubted we would use the pocket sized blankets designed for hiking in extreme temperatures, I took them in case we were stuck in the desert some night.

Before it got dark the truck started to weave. I pulled Karen over, we talked for a little and decided that the next motel/hotel we saw we would pull in and spend the night. That was going to be the downside of the route we had chosen. We would only be seeing small towns and most of the motels would be older if they had survived the burning bodies that had set fire to many of the older wooden structures. We had passed through three or four of those small towns before we found a motel with a roof, I was glad to see that, it had started to mist and another hail storm didn't appeal to me at all for riding. We hadn't thought about rain or hail and hadn't covered the goods in the back of the truck, Karen and I stacked them as tightly as we could and gathered an excessive number of quilts from the motel beds to soften any hail that might fall. I hoped that would be enough protection from the hail and the multiple layers might even keep things dry.

Karen had seen what I planned when I pulled the Harley under the overhanging walkway so she pulled the truck up against a wall giving some of the bed protection. Depending on the direction of the rain that was getting harder we had all the protection we could hope for.

"Who is cooking?" I hoped that either Karen or Tony volunteered. Six hours on the cycle and loading the truck had my arms tired. I didn't care what I ate and had I been alone would probably eaten something that didn't need to be heated.

"Are you asking me to take on a job?" Tony sounded bemused.

"Do you know anything about cooking?" It would be nice if he could start pulling his weight by contributing something to the effort.

"I'm a great cook. If you get the burners set up where I can reach them from the wheel chair I'll show you how to turn what you have with us into a feast." If he was bragging it was too bad, Karen and I both jumped at the idea.

We didn't have any lettuce to make salad or fresh vegetables but an hour later we sat down to eat Steak Diane, mashed potatoes and canned fruit. I don't know whether it was because of the cook or if he really did well but I enjoyed that meal more than anything I'd eaten since April. Karen happily did the cleaning up while I praised the cook. She took the room next door since it had two emergency locks on the inside that made her feel safer. She told us that she had watched too many Zombie movies as a child to feel comfortable traveling without seeing any humans.

Tony and I shared the room where he had cooked. Unconsciously as soon as Karen left I started stripping off my leathers. The surprised look on Tony's face made me stop for a moment.

"Tony, I have spent most of the last eight years living as a nudist. I hope you don't mind me getting out of these clothes. I haven't had a chance to go naked since the first day I dropped into the cavern. Karen just didn't seem the type that would approve and I didn't know if you would appreciate my body until the day before we left. I hope the water is running and somewhat warm."

"I don't mind. You could go a little slower taking off the last layer to make it a bit sexier." He had started to smile as my T-shirt revealed my abdomen. "I had wondered if you were naturally hairless the last time your T-shirt rode up. You haven't had time to shave, so I guess you have either gotten rid of the hair artificially or grew up that way."

My doctor had commented on my hairless torso after I was diagnoses as carrying a child the first time. He thought that the extra-estrogen my body was producing because of the ovary had something to do with it. I wasn't ready to tell Tony that secret. "I have never grown any hair above my pubic bush, even the hair in my pits is rather light. I have to shave my chin and upper lip but not more than once every three or four days."

"Hell! I wish I had that problem. I hate growing a beard and shaving even more. If I could get away with shaving just once a day I would but even then I look like I am in the midst of growing a beard."

"It probably looks hot as Hell." I thought he looked like the type that would look smoldering hot with a scruffy beard

"Are you flirting? You don't need to seduce me, Roger. I'm willing to do anything you want."

"Let's both get cleaned up and see exactly what you are willing to do." It was the first time since May 1st that he had felt running water. The moans of pleasure continued even after the warm water turned cold. Protecting his casts were a full time job. He sat outside of the tub while I showered, his feet soaking in the water. I don't think I have ever seen such appealing feet, if I hadn't needed to scrub clean I would have knelt in the tub and sucked on his long, slim toes. I pushed the curtain back, my cock standing fully at attention.

"That is a beautiful sight. What do you want me to do first? Suck your cock or your balls. Or lick your ass?"

I didn't bother answering. My ass had only had my personal attention since the day I had told Luis to not return, I stepped over Tony's legs and bent so that he could reach my asshole and I could get to his toes. I have sucked and licked a lot of toes over the last few years even though I'm not really a foot fetishist, lots of men like the position of power they are in when another man has his mouth to a foot. It was pleasant to watch Tony's prick stand either from him licking my ass or me sucking his toes.

"Let's get you in the bed." We had decided that no matter how difficult it might get because of the casts we were going to share a bed for the first time. With one crutch and my shoulder to prop him Tony fought his way to the bed, fiercely attempting to show his desire for what would happen next. Seated on the edge of the bed he begged to be allowed to suck on my balls and then my cock. Maybe because of the blow job he had given me the first time I had no reservations about letting him mouth me as much as he wanted even if I really wanted to turn him on his stomach and fuck him hard.

As I helped him to get his entire body on the bed and the blankets pulled out from under we couldn't keep our hands and mouths off each other. The bed was clean but time had left it smelling a bit musty, that didn't bother either of us much. I hadn't had my armpits eaten so well in years and was pleased to leave him take as much time as he wanted. While he licked and sucked I played with his nipples which had stood out from his chest as soon as I touched them. His prick started to leak pre-cum. I stretched so that I was able to stroke the fluid up and down his shaft while he still was licking out my left pit.

I couldn't believe it, I never go first this way. Instead of rushing to turn him on his stomach I lubed up my own ass with a tube we had intentionally left within reach. "Lay back and relax. Tony, I'm going to ride your prick until you scream with the pleasure of filling me with your seed."

"Put a pillow under my butt and another under the longer cast. I want my prick up high enough to fill you with it all." He isn't as long as me but he is respectable, long enough that I doubt many people would pass him by.

"Are you ready for this, Tony?" I didn't know if he had ever fucked a man before so I was going slower than normal. I was lubed and his prick was in my greasy hand throbbing in anticipation of entry.

"Sit on it. Please Roger, its been so long." His hands were on my thighs pressing down trying to rush me.

The touch of his slightly larger than normal prick head thrilled me. My own cock bounced at the warmth and sexiness of flesh to flesh. I lowered myself until his entire head was sticking between my ass lips. I gave him a light squeeze.

"Sit on it, damn it. Stop teasing me." He tried pushing up but the pain in his legs stopped him.

No more slow fucking, I let my body drop onto his prick until I felt my butt hitting his wiry pubic hair. He tried pushing into me, but the leg cast kept him from moving much without excruciating pain and I wanted him to feel nothing but pleasure. "Settle back, Tony let me do the work."

I started riding his prick slowly but couldn't hold back for long. I wanted to feel that hot seed flying up my chute and splashing inside me even more than I needed the feel of the cock shaft in me asshole. I rode him faster and faster, it looked like he was trying to hold back but he lost the battle and I was soon milking out the last drops with my ass as he screamed how fantastic my ass felt.

"Fuck, Roger, you can ride my prick anytime you want. That was better than anything I have ever done with my prick."

"Even letting that half gallon of piss you leaked after being put in the casts?'

"Fuck, I love to piss. I especially like to share it with another guy." Damn.

"Well I hope you enjoy sharing mine, too. I think I will be wanting to give you a lot of it in the near future." I thought I would probably have to wait for most play until the casts were off his legs but there were games to play.

"You must be the perfect man. No wonder you were allowed to survive the cataclysmic event that took the rest of the humans. Will you be able to breed Karen? We will need to keep mankind alive someway. One child is not going to be enough."

"It would be the first time, but I don't think there is any reason I can't if you are nearby, like in the bed with us."

Finally I let his prick slide out. "I'll get a wash cloth and then we are going to see what it will take to get you on your stomach with your legs spread. I promised you a fuck tonight and I intend to keep my promise, I let my still erect cock slid over his lips. He stuck out his tongue to lap at it before I could get away.

"Roger, don't you think we should wait until I am able to move around on my own?" I couldn't believe he was trying to back out of getting fucked, he had told me that he was looking forward to having my seed flowing in him more than once.

"You can push out a log, so I know you can squeeze my cock. You will be alright or are you getting scared that I have too much cock for your asshole?" He had been able to take it in his throat why wouldn't he be able to take it in his asshole? It didn't matter too much, I hate to say it but even if he continued to refuse I was going to fuck him. He had told me he wanted it and this wasn't the time to start screaming no or rape.

"I'm not douched." As if that would ever stop me, sure I prefer a nice clean asshole but shit is natural and I never worry about it too much.

"Was your last BM solid?"

"Yes."

"You're clean enough." His prick continued to shrivel as I washed it with the cold cloth and we talked about what was about to happen. If everything he had told me earlier hadn't lead me to think he was well experienced I would have thought he was an anal virgin. Even if he was he had begged me to fuck him and it was going to happen. I started lubing his asshole up with first one finger and then slowly two, he was fighting my attempt to loosen him and get the entry fully greased.

"While I help get you in a good position you could get my cock lubed up, if it isn't lubed enough I am going to hurt you." Rather than get him on his stomach I had decided that getting him on the side with the leg broken in two places under me and the other out to the side would let me drill deeper into his asshole, I knew enough not to drop on his broken leg. I love have pubic bones kissing.

"Tony, you are going to have to relax. Taking my cock can be painful unless you learn to relax and let me do what I want. You won't want to fight me fucking you, but squeezing down on my cock with your asshole when I pull back will make us both feel better." Unconsciously I had begun to talk to him like it was his first time. With my cock laying in the cleft of his ass I pushed forward so I could kiss him. It wasn't just the actual sex that I was enjoying with him, I was starting to enjoy all of our contact.

On my knees I plugged his asshole with my thumb. He started moaning as soon as he felt it slide in. I pushed my other thumb in too, he gave a yelp, not quite a scream and definitely not a refusal. I worked my thumbs in and out and stretched his asshole for at least five minutes trying to get Tony to relax. I couldn't do it any longer, I was too anxious to fill him with all eleven inches and the load that had been building for the past hour.

"Try to push back." He shocked us both, the head and an inch of the shaft slid in. He was so tight I thought the blood was going to be pushed from my cock head back up my shaft but when I pulled back a slight bit he relaxed a little and I was able to push another inch or more into him. That was it, after that it was time for me to fuck him and I did. I wasn't rough with him like he was built to take but I worked my shaft into him easy until I felt my cock pushing against the diaphragm at the upper end of the rectum. I pulled most of my cock out and with one hard pushed split the diaphragm and had two tight rings squeezing my cock.

As I split the diaphragm Tony spit another load. That magnificent squeezing that the asshole does when a man shoots drove me over the edge and I shot my seed high into him. Since it was the second load since we had started I didn't stay hard for long and slid out of his grasping ass. I was washing off my cock when Tony spoke.

"That was the first time I have ever let a man fuck me. I have always tried to be the one doing the fucking when I was with a man, if he didn't like that I just left him unsatisfied. I don't know what to say about that but if fucking is always like this I have missed a lot in life. You will fuck me again won't you?" I saw the tears on his cheeks. Another virgin bites the dust.

"I'll try to keep your asshole well fucked but the way you suck cock I may have trouble deciding which end of you I'll go for." I like sex enough it wouldn't be that much of a problem to let him have me in both ends every night.

"They are both yours." It was way too early in what I thought might be a wonderful relationship for him to be saying that but if we didn't find any other men it was a relief to know that I could have sex with the one man that would be traveling at my side. Tony wasn't the best looking man but he was on the better side of plain with a buzz cut shaggy from two months of inattention. His body and prick were good and once more I return to those beautiful feet, I knew that night that I would gladly suck his toes any time we were clean, if pressed I might even lick or suck them clean.

Due to the casts he had to sleep on his back so during the night there wasn't much contact other than my arm and hand on his chest or touching lower. It was awkward for him but he tried to play with my butt a few times. I don't think either of us slept all that well, you know how it is that first night in bed with someone. I wanted to fuck him again before we got out of bed but logistics just weren't agreeing with us.

"Spread your legs and move your hands. I really need to piss and I don't want to use the sink." Why I didn't want to use the sink or tub? I don't know. It must be the way I was brought up, or was there a desire to piss on him? I'd pissed on lovers that asked and been the receiver many times. We hadn't mentioned anything other than what was said the few times I had to hold a bottle for him to use while he was still bed-ridden.

I tried to aim carefully enough not to spray Tony but his prick jumped at the sound of piss hitting the commode and stood in the way of my stream. He didn't say a word as I soaked his prick, balls and pubic hair. I was almost finished when he leaned forward and took my cock in his mouth. My morning piss is usually too strong for most guys to drink but Tony swallowed the little I gave him and kept my cock in his mouth until he got me hard.

"Damn, I never thought I would enjoy having a man piss on me or drinking his piss . Roger I hope you do this again."

"Shut up and suck my cock." I was horny from the night spent with a body close and occasional touching, pissing on him had increased my need to get off and I wanted him to get a full load in his mouth not down his throat, If he thought my piss was good I wanted to know what he thought of a fresh load of cum.

"Karen's knocking on the door."

"Then you better hurry up and suck me off fast or she is going to get mad that we made her wait." I didn't wait for him to do anything other than open his lips and I pushed in. I doubted he would be able to suck me off fast enough for Karen so I grabbed the sides of his head and fucked his mouth hard and fast. I was filling Tony's mouth when her head popped through the bathroom doorway.

"Are you two going to play all day?" I think Tony was completely embarrassed to be found with a cock spurting into his mouth and pulled back just far enough that the last few drops of cum landed on his cheek.

"I only need a few seconds to let Tony drain my balls and we'll be out. Pick something for breakfast and start some tea, would you?" I stepped forward and jammed my cock all the way back down his throat. Karen stood there with her mouth wide open amazed that my entire cock disappeared. Tony was over whatever had stopped him, he milked the last of the cum from my balls and shaft. I washed up at the sink while he wiped his crotch dry. As he stood he pointed to what couldn't have been more than a dozen drops of piss.

"I'm going to wear that all day."

"You should be alright, I doubt that much will smell too bad in the truck."

"Do you think Karen will know I've been pissed on?"

"Not really, she may think you peed your pants." I walked with him into the main room, we hadn't taken any clothes with us so Karen got another look at both of our bodies. Neither of our cocks had gone flaccid so she got an eye full. I was pushing my cock down into my leathers before she started to speak.

"If you two are going to be flashing your cocks around like this I am going to be feeling left out. Just because I'm pregnant doesn't mean I don't have some needs, too."

"Karen, I've never been with a woman."

"I doubt there is much I could do with that monster anyway."

"We could try sharing him." Tony was licking his lips.

"How are you going to do that?"

"We could both work your cock with our mouths. You shoot enough cum for four people to enjoy."

"Or maybe you can just give her your prick?"

"I might like that. You could fuck my ass Tony, I am not feeling the need to have my cunt worked, although I know it supposedly helps to have been regularly fucked when ready to give birth." She had her back to us but I could tell that she was blushing at the discussion we were having. I didn't know what to say, I didn't want to have sex with her, I wanted Tony's ass!

"I think we may need to find another guy for you, Karen."

How we would make sex work between three of us was beyond me. I hoped that whatever happened was organic not planned, The idea of fucking Karen was enough to make my cock shrink. We were able to move out of the motel by nine am and soon after were moving down the road at close to the speed limit, an artificial number that I had trouble believing we were following. If I had been alone on the Harley I would have ignored the signs and rushed to the next stop.

We had to fill the truck with gasoline twice before we were ready to stop for the night. I left Karen and Tony at what looked like it should be a reasonably nice hotel. The second and third floor showed no sign of fire damage. There weren't going to be lights, the emergency power had gone out but we had lanterns and should be alright. I left to take a look around St. Louis and to find a possible way across the river. I was sure the main bridge across the Missippi River would be clogged with cars and trucks. I might make it with the cycle but there was no way the truck would be able to plow its way through the number of vehicles I expected to see. I didn't have any idea how we could get across the river unless we could risk taking a barge and floating down the river without any power, I had seen old pictures of people guiding barges with long poles. Was that where we were headed?

I've never been around rivers and barges or ships, much. I knew there were ferries that ran across the river but I was sure the size of one of those would be beyond any of our abilities to navigate. Where is Mark Twain when you need him? I pulled the cycle onto a dock that lead out to what I assumed was a replica paddle boat used by the gambling industry. There was still a yellow glow to the evening so I wasn't rushing down the docks when I heard what I was sure was an old fashioned slot machine being played. I started making my way through the boat attempting to follow the sound which moved from time to time making me think there had to be a person making their way through the gambling casino.

I walked through a gilded lounge to be met by a young Hispanic man, maybe twenty years old or even less, I didn't ask right then. I must have startled him as much as he did me, he started to run away but stopped when I called out that I was looking for anyone that was alive and wasn't going to hurt him. His accent was heavy but I did understand what he was saying after asking him to slow down. He had been living on canned food from the different restaurants. As far as he knew he was the only person still alive on the boat. We talked for a few minutes until I told him what I was doing besides looking for people.

While Jesus couldn't operate one of the ferries he did know how to take a smaller boat across the river. He thought we might be able to use a specialty barge to haul the truck and my cycle behind the boat he could operate. We walked to where he showed me a barge that looked two hundred years old. I didn't think it could really hold as much weight as the two vehicles but he took me down the docks further until we found another of the small barges with two Army 4 X 4's on board, I was assured by the sight that the barge could carry us if we could get it loaded.

As we headed back to my cycle Jesus showed me where his car was blocked into the parking lot by a row of vehicles that must have been taking customers to the gambling boat. It was a nice little convertible that would have been fun to take cross country but there was no way we were going to get it free from the parking lot. I offered to take him back to the hotel with me but one look at the Harley and he shook his head. It must have taken me a half hour to get him behind me on the bike, he held so tight the pain on my left side was increasing with every bump in the road.

The look on his face when he saw Tony and Karen was priceless. I wondered if that was how I looked when I first came upon them. Tony had fixed another of his fantastic dinners, sharing with four instead of three we had a little less than any of us would have liked but Jesus was glad to have a hot meal and my companions were happy to have a new person join us. There was more talking over dinner than we had since first joining together.

Jesus had survived the event because he was closed in a tank cleaning off substances that had attached themselves to the stainless interior with an acid compound. The top wasn't supposed to be closed when there was a person inside, the gases from the acid and the substances on the tank could kill someone. He worked with a joker that thought trapping him inside at least once a day was funny. That day he swore he would beat the man with a metal rod when he was able to get out because the joke had lasted long enough to cause him trouble breathing and had let the acid eat most of the soles off his boots. Like me, being sealed inside the metal had saved his life and when he managed to push the top off the tank he found no one around although there had been hundreds of men working at the facility a half hour earlier.

Jesus had gone through a period of extreme depression not long before we arrived and had considered killing himself. He had burns on his feet from where the boots had been eaten away and coughed for hours at a time for the first few weeks. He had found a bicycle that was unlocked and rode the docks looking for people and food. When he got to the gambling boats (fancy boats rigged out as paddle boats and antebellum gambling ships) he found the first edible food and settled into an overnight room while trying to make a plan.

The company that ran the boat had refused to update their slot machines to the twenty-first century so their were quarters everywhere he had turned. He was hoarding them in the room he had been using for sleep when he found a transfer cart with thousands of quarters and silver dollars. He thought he was rich. In a land where no one needs money what difference would it make in the long-run, just like the bills I had collected from cash registers along the path I had traveled.

Jesus choose to stay with us that night. When he saw where we were staying he choose to stay with Tony and I until he saw that the pair of us stripped off our clothes before getting into bed. It may have been the size of my cock or a look at Tony's cock getting hard as I helped him from the bathroom to the bed but he asked if Karen would mind him joining her or if he could find himself another room. I didn't think he would have had any sex other than using his hand in the last few months so I was a little surprised that he wasn't rushing to Karen's bed, she had been especially attentive to him during dinner. His delay made me think there was a chance he preferred guys, at least somewhat.

I was not going to be starting out whatever time we had with him having him thinking negative thoughts about any of us. I pushed Tony's hand onto my cock and grabbed his. If it was too much for Jesus then he could find his own way out of St. Louis. We were going to need his help crossing the river but I didn't doubt that I could bribe him to take us across, his greed had been obvious. A few hundred dollars would convince him to help load the barge and steer us across the river.

"I've been dreaming about fucking every night. I would wake up not caring if I found a woman or a man. All my brothers and uncles fucked both so I couldn't see that it makes a big difference to God. Do you think Karen wants to fuck?"

"This morning she did. Tonight I have no idea, she is a woman. If she doesn't, come back I'll let you fuck my ass." Tony glared at me when I told Jesus that but he didn't take his hand off my fully erected cock. Jesus couldn't take his eyes off it either. He slowly unzipped his pants and pulled out a thick rod that I wasn't sure I could take but would be interested in trying. Shortly after slashing us he tried going next door to be with Karen.

Jesus was sleeping on the other bed in the room when I woke. His shirt and pants were hanging over the edge. I have always enjoyed Hispanic boys. I could easily live without love if I had a steady diet of their cocks and asses. I had no idea what would happen between Tony and I now that there was such temptation sleeping less than four feet away. I wanted to get up and change beds but Jesus hadn't admitted that his brothers or uncles had fucked him just that he knew they fucked boy ass. As cute as he is I had very little doubt that he had been one of if not the only one they had been fucking.

"Are you awake, Jesus?"

"Si. I haven't slept all night. That puta said I was too thick for her and wouldn't let me near her cunt. She wouldn't even try sucking my cock."

"Did you try sucking mine while I was sleeping?" I was not aware of him trying but I wanted him to think I knew he was a cocksucker.

"Hell, no."

"What? You a puta like her? You wouldn't even give it a try? I need to get off, I'm always ready to give a load when I wake up, will it be your mouth or your ass?"I had sat up on the edge of the bed so he could see how hard my cock was as I talked about him taking it. I hope he got the impression I wasn't giving him a choice about us having sex, I'm not a rapist but I intended on giving him a load.

Suddenly he was on his knees between mine with both hands on my cock. I wanted more than a hand job but I chose to be patient. If necessary I could wait until he had seen Tony take my entire cock once or twice. One hand came off my cock and he gently lifted my balls as far as they can go without any pain and bent over to lick them. The way he worked his tongue I knew he wasn't a virgin, he would take one in his mouth and then the other before finally trying to swallow both.

"Jesus, that's good. Now take my cock." I was loving the tongue on my balls but I really wanted to show him that my cock was the treasure he was hoping to find.

He leaned back as if trying to decide if he was going to suck me or run. I slipped a hand to the back of his neck and pulled him forward. As the tip of my cock touched his lips he let out a moan of desire so loud that he woke Tony. We had talked before going to sleep about the fact that I was not a one man's man unless I fell deeply in love and was forced to commit to monogamy, monotony. He knew as he fell asleep that I would be trying to find a way to have Jesus speared on my cock as soon as possible. This might have been a little sooner than he expected but what the Hell?

Tony could have acted possessive or jealous waking to me sitting beside him getting a blow job but gladly he chose to tweak my nipples and kiss my back. If only I had been able to get high enough for him to lick my ass the morning would have been paradise. Jesus wasn't as good at sucking cock as he was balls, my cock hit the back of his throat and he refused to try taking it down his throat. He continued to play with my balls and worked the five inches he had managed to take of my shaft. Tony pinched both my tits hard and I couldn't hold back anymore, I flooded Jesus's mouth with a full night's sleep worth of cum. Tony and I had only fucked once so I was loaded. The boy struggled to swallow every drop, there were tears flowing over his cheeks as he drained the last of the cum from my balls.

"Get up here and we'll try sucking that cock for you." As he stood I saw that his briefs were soaked from him unloading his own cum while sucking me.

"Well if you enjoyed sucking my cock that much I think Tony is hard." I had reached back and was playing with his cock so I knew he was. It may have been a breakthrough moment for Jesus, shooting in his briefs while sucking cock. He didn't hesitate to take Tony's cock in his mouth and work him totally differently than he had me, reading Tony's need perfectly. Less than two minutes later Tony was yelling for the boy to stop.

I had been rubbing my hand between the perfect brown mounds of Jesus's ass while he sucked Tony, I could tell that he wanted fucked as much as he had wanted to suck cock. I wet a finger and eased it into his asshole and he unloaded another full load of cum in his briefs.

The rest of the morning passed quickly. We ate a breakfast that Karen had prepared from some of the items she had found in the hotel cooler that weren't spoiled, bacon and eggs. She had found a dry pancake mix and although she had to use dried milk they were a treat. I hadn't had time to unloaded the pure maple syrup but what she had found was satisfactory enough. She promised to help Tony into the truck and to meet us on the road to the dock at noon, we had synced watches between us all, I saw that we would need to find another one for Jesus if he decided to come along. The promise of my cock in his ass should be enough of an incentive.