First of all, this is a work of pure fiction. Any instances related to this story is completely coincidential, and therefore, you must've time-traveled to the future, which you didn't. Enjoy the story, and for any questions or comments, e-mail me at davidbob42@yahoo.com.
It is the year 2021. Men are what is left of the diminishing human race. Women have been killed off by the Vehil Disease. In 2013, Dr. Crass Vehil discovered the disease in Southwestern Russia which, when inhaled even briefly, shuts down the heart and liver of the woman, causing a painful death. The doctor explained that it only came to women because they had a slightly different respiratory system than men did, and that was why men can take a lungful of toxic air without having to worry about death.
Soon, the disease was brought throughout the world. Most of it was carried through various birds, and some from the wind. By Spring 2016, one hospital in the UK said that the last woman, who was 47 years old, died. By then, the leaders of various countries united and declared that there will be one large government ruling the world.
When the last woman on Earth died, the Supreme Government came up with a revelation for man's life. First, there would be no marriage--everyone would live together by groups in a selected area. Second, there would be a new lifestyle everyone is required to abide by, which is get up, breakfast, bathtime, lunchtime, Hour of Reviving, dinner, social hour, sleep. Basically, this lifestyle was acceptable for every man.
My name is Sean. I'm 14 years old; I have dark blond hair and light hazel eyes. I'm relatively normal for my age, compared with other people. Right now, I'm about to wake up from my sleep on the pond-leaf next to the other people in the same room as me. We all share a room, one with vast, vaulted ceilings that are painted stark white. The entire room is filled with warm water, and each person sleeps on a giant, green leaf that floats on the shallow pond. The leaf can easily fit 2 people, with half of the leaf left open.
There are 30 people in each room, all 14 years old, floating on the water in their own leaf. All of us are naked. We don't really care, though. We would only care for our nakedness when we are among the younger group or the older group, because the younger group of boys stare at us with wide eyes, and the older group stare down at us with laughter in their eyes.
All of us have no body hair. The Supreme Government decided that hair that grows below the eyes would make men look like we cannot take care of ourselves, or that we worry too much about removing it. So, to solve that, the Supreme Government takes all the baby boys into a special facility at the center of every populated town and puts them through a scanner that identifies all hair below the eyes and destroys their roots. Therefore, no one has any body hair that needs to be taken care of and the skin stays silky-smooth.
I wake up. I feel good today, because I know it should be a good day. As I sit up in my leaf bed, the threaded leaf cover falls to my feet, exposing me. I stare into empty space, just to pass the time. Then I glance at my neighboring sleeper. His name is Jason: black hair and blue eyes, he is my best friend, and has been for almost 2 years after we left the Children Sector.
The Children Sector was for all children ages 8 through 12. There, they lived in the same conditions as we did, and were separated from the Young Men Sector, where all young adults ages 13 through 17 lived. Then, when you turn 18 years of age, you move on to the Men Sector, where you live until you turn 45 years of age. Then you move on to the Old Men Sector, where you spend the rest of your life at ease.
Some people, though, after they reach 18 years of age, would be allowed to volunteer as Reproducers. I barely knew anything about them, but heard that those people were committed to staying inside the Reproduction Sector their entire life and give birth to babies until they reached 45 and could live as an Old Man. I didn't want to know how they did it, and neither did I want to be one of them.
When you turn 14 years of age, you start preparing for your time when you leave for the Men Sector. No one ever told me how to prepare for it, but all I was told that, when you turn 14, you must go directly to the Revival House after lunch. There, you will train everyday until you turn 18 years of age.
I was excited today, because I just turned 14 a few hours ago. There are no parties, like I had before the Male Revolution, but just the start of your training. There was a morning bell that rang when it was time for breakfast, and now it just rang. Jason stirred in his sleep, but didn't sit up until the bell rang for the third time.
"Hi there. How ya feelin'?" I asked casually.
"Anxious. Wonder what training we're gonna have today...? 'Cause the Men were saying 'It's great!' while others were saying 'It was so hard!'. I dunno which one to believe."
I was taken aback. When did Jason hear that? "Well, we'll find out today."
He nodded slightly. Everyone was awake, and heading for the glass entrance doors. Marble steps led outside under a covered hallway, where more marble pathways led to different buildings. Underneath the marble pathways was one giant heating pad that warmed your feet so you won't get cold.
I walked next to Jason, our bare arms brushing against one another. It was warm outside, with the summer equinox just around the corner. The rapid pattering of feet slapping against the marble stopped as we reached the breakfast building.
The Dining Sector was my favorite place in the town because you were served by the volunteers there. The volunteers were from the Supreme Government themselves. As soon as we entered, each of us was taken by a volunteer. When I entered through the glass doors, I spotted a volunteer with blue eyes and brown hair that was close-cropped. He pulled up next to me immediately.
"Good morning. What do you want for breakfast?" he was a handsome guy.
I pondered on it for a bit. "Um, could I have some fruit? It doesn't matter what it is."
He looked at me quizzically. "Are you sure? We have some light meat also."
I nodded. "I'm not very hungry, thanks."
"Alright. Now, could I have you wait for a little here?" He pointed to a reclined chair under soft light which sat next to 6 others that were occupied. I usually take the first or second one
I strode over and lay down on the reclined chair, the soft leather pressing against my bare back. As soon as I lay down, the volunteer came with a plate full of sliced pomegranate, banana, apple, peaches, and pears.
As he stepped next to me, he asked, "Would you like anything to drink?"
"Can I have some chilled water? That'd be great." I couldn't help smiling.
"Sure. Be right back." He hustled away, while I took my seat with Jason and a few other guys at a table close to the entrance. I didn't want to talk much, because I was too much in my "own little world".
Breakfast came and went, and next was bathtime in the Hygiene Sector. There, we cleaned ourselves from top to bottom. We also didn't have to worry about running out of water because it was used from a local lake. There were some filters that cleaned the water, and a heater that heated up the water. All of us in the Young Adults Sector bathe together, yet we ignore each other's nakedness.
After bathtime came and went, it was lunchtime. The same volunteer snatched me again, and this time I decided to have a salad with sliced cucumbers, tomatoes, spinach leaves, and shredded Swiss cheese.
Finally, all of us boys 14 years of age went to the Revival House right after lunch. As I walked there with Jason, I could tell that all the boys were excited to see what was in store for them, but luckily, they had enough sense to walk on the marble pathways, not run.
We reached the building. It was a fairly large building, with vaulted ceilings that didn't extend as high as the ones in the Young Men Sector, and the inside was all polished wood. As we entered through the glass doors, the first thing we saw was a line of Men sitting in gold-plated chairs, all within 15 feet of each other on the left and right, and about 10 feet apart sideways. They sat still, facing each other.
There was one man facing the double doors, sitting down in a red chair, who looked a little older than the other men in the room. He was also handsome, with light blond hair and serious brown eyes. He stood up as we walked in. Everyone fell silent.
"Welcome. My name is Trey, and I am the master here at the Revival House. You are all wondering why you are here. Training. Until you are 18. After that, you will go through some more training until you reach 30; it is another story, though. Anyways, here, you will train yourself for one and a half hours. It's simple. You'll do it every day.
"First of all, your training will be fellatio, which is this--" And then, one of the men stood up from his gold-plated chair. He was also handsome. He walked up to the older man, knelt down, and...
Trey sat back down in his chair while the man knelt in front of him and began to lick and put his mouth to that... thing. I didn't know what that was, even though I had one (not as big as Trey's) and so did everyone else. Trey's 'thing' seemed to grow more as the man continued to lick and even put it into his mouth.
I looked down at my 'thing'. It was a lot longer than before, I thought to myself, and it looked bigger. I looked at Jason's, and noticed that he had the same thing.
"This activity is called fellatio, gentlemen," Trey said. "That long thing that you have between your legs is called a 'penis'. The thing behind your penis is called your ball sack. Know that."
We stared at the Man doing "fellatio" to Trey. His penis also started growing long, a lot longer than any of ours. And then, Trey said, "When you feel the Man's penis shooting something white, you must hold it in your mouth and not swallow it! Instead, you must bring it to his mouth and his mouth must connect with yours. That will complete part of your journey to become a Man. Understood?" Everyone nodded in agreement.
The Man stopped licking Trey's penis and brought his mouth to Trey's, the Man's mouth dripping with the white liquid on his lips. They connected mouths, and not only once but 3 times.
"You also must connect several times for him to clean your mouth. OK," said Trey, "All of you, stand up and pick someone." He was talking to the Men sitting still in the chairs. They, in unison, stood and went among the throng of Young Men, picking out individuals. One handsome man chose me. He had green eyes and blonde hair that looked like mine. He grasped my hand and led me to a chair in the back row. There, he sat down in it and slightly slumped in it, which showed his entire long penis.
I took hold of it at the bottom and started licking it. I looked up at him, but he just sat in the chair and stared ahead into space, unaware of the boy giving fellatio to him.
When I finished, I had the white liquid in my mouth. It was salty-sweet, and creamy. Quickly, I planted my mouth on his, and he did also. I felt a little spark of.. Happiness? Fulfillment? I didn't know. I returned to the throng of Young Men who finished also, and together, we returned to the Dining Sector. This time, the volunteer from lunch- and breakfast time didn't snatch me, but the man who gave fellatio to Trey.
"Weren't you the guy who gave fellatio to Trey?" I asked him.
He nodded. "Yup. He uses me a lot, but I don't mind. It's better than it was before...," he said with a faraway look in his eyes.
He turned back to me. "Anyways, I'm Seth. What could I get you for dinner?"
"I want this dish my Mom used to make for me. I somehow remember it. It has, like, tomatoes and different sliced meats in it, and then it's draped with melted cheese. It's really good."
Seth seemed to think for a while. "Sounds like an Italian dish called Ratatouille. Is that what you're talkin' about?"
"Yeah. That sounds right--"
"But I can't put any meat--" he started.
"Oh yeah... Then, could you replace it with something else?"
"Sure. I'll make it a surprise." He winked at me. I smiled back.
As I sat down with my friends, we quickly got into a conversation about what training was like. Some of them said, "It was kinda hard", while others said that "it was a little weird, but alright". Overall, we all said it was OK, and that we couldn't wait until tomorrow to continue.