The following story contains sexual relations of a man and a boy, a boy and
boys, and several other combinations. If you are offended by such material,
please destroy. If you are under 18, good for you. WARNING: This story
contains a plot! If you are offended by such things, please destroy! Reader
may have to suffer some plot inbetween steamy sex sequences - do not become
alarmed.


Joshua's World

Written by:
GoldWyvern 11.10.97

	I swept hurriedly through the corridors, Joshua a few steps behind
me, gasping for breath. I stopped apoligeticly and allowed him to catch up,
fumbling the trans-line tickets in my hand.
	"How much longer?" He asked, once he had the breath to. His face
was red from exertion, as well it should be. I had been running his twelve
year old body to the point of exhaustion all day.
	I gave him a reassuring smile. "According to this map, our terminal
is just ahead to the left."
	"Bout time!" He said emphatically.
	I nodded. I had to agree with him, getting to the point they were
at now had been an exhausting uphill battle, fraught with delays, rude
servicemen (and one strangely rude robot), and sheer bad luck. Joshua had
put on a cheerful front during this, but I could tell his will power was
flagging. Unless I managed to get some food and a place to sleep for him
soon, he would snap.
	We rounded the final corner and waved our tickets in the general
direction of the scanner, which in turn allowed us passge through its
gates. Up a long corridor we traversed, our bags scraping the ground and
our arms like lead. Althrough I am ashamed to admit it, I allowed Joshua to
walk in front of me expressly for the purpose of watching his silky bare
legs strain as he dragged his own complement of luggage.
	In due time we came upon a uniformed man with a broad smile. He
tousled Josua's light brown hair, which I know he hates, and took each of
our tickets in turn, placing them in a machine for verification and cabin
assignment.
	"Your name, please," he queried, starting the standard verification
proccedure. The questions were unimportant, unless wrong. The key was my
voice, which the computer was listening to, and had to match exactly to the
one on record.
	"Joseph R. Micalvi."
	There was a beep, and the uniformed man blinked. "I'm sorry, the
computer needs better verification. Sensors are a bit off today I'd say."
	"Go ahead."
	"Is this your son?" He asked, an innocent question.
	I hesitated. "A friend," I replied.
	The Trans-Line employee caught the inflection in my voice, and knew
what I ment. His eternal grin dropped a few notches. The word 'friend' was
a buzz-word used by the media for describing children who had become sexual
partners with adults. Although these children were willing mates, and the
adult they became partners with approved by the court and his or her
parents, it was still rare enough to cause discrimination and sometimes
downright hatred among most people.
	There was a moment of shocked silence, and then the computer beeped
again.
	"You have been verified, Mr. Micalvi. Your cabin is --" He decribed
the course I should follow, nervously careful not to look me in the eyes.
I accepted this with grace, being long hardened to the fact that myself and
Joshua had little place within the ranks of normal society.
	Either Joshua had not caught on to what had gone on, or simply
didn't care; either way he gave a broad and cheerful smile to the attendant
as he passed, causing the poor man to lose his grin completly. I chuckled.
	Our cabin was a small but very efficient. It had the look and feel
of a compact hotel room, which was fine by me. Apparently Joshua felt the
same; he dropped his gear with a thump and launched himself onto the
right-hand bunk. Within seconds he had his shoes off, and he lie there with
a look of total bliss on his face. I grinned mentally at his attitude, and
fetched his shoes from the floor. Let him have his rest, he deserves it
after the day we'd had.
	I started to stow our gear. I was a perfectionist, everything had
to be clean and in its place. I owned a small chain of stores that carried
small intricate computer parts, and I long ago learned that if you didn't
put something in its place, it very well might become lost to you forever.
	However, we did have an hour before lift-off was scheduled, and
there would be no one to disturb us untill that time. Plenty of time to
stow the rest of our gear later. Right now, I was tired and I stunk. I
needed a shower. One of the many panels in the room opened to reveal what I
was looking for, a small one man deal equipt with a steam sprayer.
	Carefull to make sure the door was locked I stripped, bundling my
clothes into the cleaning bin, and taking out a new one for later. I
unsealed the shower door and stepped in, listening foir the telltail hiss
and it sealed behind me. I pressed a set of buttons, setting it for thick
steam, cold water rinse, and only a ten minute timer as Joshua would no
doubt want a shower as well. I soaped myself down, and my thoughts kept on
coming unbidden to the sight of Joshua lying on the bed in the cabin.  I
wished we could fool around but he was far too tired, and I didn't want to
force anything on him. Perhaps later in the trip when they were
alone....but for now I was hard and I needed relief. I thought back and
imagined his wonderfull expressive face straining as I pushed myself into
him, all the time giving myself artificial stimulation.
	To my horror the shower door unsealed itself - and I had images of
one of the crew stopping by to clean the shower, not hearing the silent
steam running. They would catch me with soap around my dick, and
laugh. Rumors would reeally spread then.
	But, gratefully, it was only Joshua. I watched happilly and the
door creaked open more and more revealing that he was completly nude. I had
a moment to admire his body, soft and smooth, a little small for his age
but perfectly formed. He had the absence of fat that boys that age have,
due to his high metabolism, and a freckle midway between his pubic region
and his belly that I found adorable. His immature penis was luckly not so
small as to be useless, and in fact had grown since I had taken care of
it. It was now quite capable of anything I wanted out of it. His entire
body shone from the steam but his legs most of all, light catching off his
flanks and offsetting his clean straight legs, looking for all the world
like they wanted to be touched, and spread.
	Of course, the most beutiful thing about Joshua was the part I
could see any time of the day, and that was his face. Young and vibrant, it
held just below its surface an endless supply of joy and energy.  His green
eyes shone under light eyebrows, and were complimented by a nose that had
as of yet revealed nothing about its adult form. Lips were red with energy,
and were his cheeks. Hair light brown hung almost to his eyes, the way he
liked. He was healthy, happy, and well adjusted. The fact that he was a
very beutiful boy made this shine.
	Joshua stepped in and tapped the contols, turning the steam a
little bit lower having less resistence to heat than I, and also turning it
on longer. If Joshua was a little bit older or I a little bit bigger man,
we couldnt possibly have fit in that shower together. As it was, we simply
couldn't wash ourselves separately, therefore we took turns washing
eachother.
	Joshua was elected to be first, as I already had the liquid soap
dispenser in my hand. I lathered his smooth bare shoulders down and moved
down to chest, enjoying myself. The best part being when he raised his arms
straight up so I could get his arm pits, and I found myself with my
hardened penis against his chest, the tip ending at his tits. He was backed
against the cold steel wall. His arms came back down and instead of falling
to the sides he requested some soap and lathered it my dick, wiping the tip
off and pushing me slightly back so he could lick the tip with his
mouth. This produced waves of pleasure all the way down, his lips and
tounge knowing exactly where to touch. I placed my hands on his cheeks and
felt them work as he licked and sucked. I would like to have done this till
I cummed, but I have learned to take it slow, and so I detached Joshua from
me and reached down to lather the rest of his body.
	By crouching I managed to spread soap on his stomach and pubic
region, stopping to service his penis as he had done mine. There is
something about the taste of a little boys penis, a musky flavor not at all
like skin, that had always driven me wild. The feel of his tiny nuts
bouncing in my hand became an added bonus. Joshua spread his legs as I
sucked, sliding deeped down the till I my mouth lost my hold on him. I
tickled him at teasing me, and he giggled and gave me a quick kiss, then
guiding my hand inbetween his spread legs and put soap on it. I knew what
he wanted, and if he wanted it simply because I did didn't really matter to
me at this point. I pushed my finger in his ass, and Joshua arched his back
at the odd position he was in. He wasnt used to doing it in a crouching
position. He leaned his head back and gasp, and I drove my tounge in
between his teeth from above. He rubbed my shoulders with his hands to hold
himself into place. This was submissive position he was in, which I like
but don't really enjoy putting him in, but as he seemed to enjoy it I
continued to push thrust my finger deeper into him.
	Soon I realized that this wasn't going to be enough for either of
us, so I grasped his smooth butt from either side and slid him up the wall,
standing as I did so. His face became level with mine, his legs wrapped
around my thigh not quite twining in the center of my back. I looked at him
for permission, and he nodded franticly, drops of water flying where it had
beaded on his nose.
	Speading his cheeks I lowered him on me, and as my tip pushed its
way into him he gasped in a slight bit of pain - I usually take him from a
more relaxed position and this was new to him. I slowed and tried to pull
out but he protested and pushed himself down. Shurgging, I buried myself
deeper into him, and his body became tense, his chest pressing against mine
as he moaned. He sought my lips and I obliged him, wincing slightly in pain
as he bit me on the lower lip in porportion the the pain he was
experiancing. Soon I had him as far down as I could go, feeling his
hardened cheeks on either side of my balls. My penis now holding him up, I
held him against the wall with my hands wrapped around his chest and
armpits, giving him the friction he needed to stay stationary. His bare
legs rubbed against me as he squirmed, the heel of his feet occasionally
tapping me as he panicked sightly and tried to find purchace. When he had
calmed down, I started in ernest, and revealed in the sound his his
childishly high-pitched voice as he made noises at each thrust. He was
breathing into my mouth as he did this, his teeth still clamped down on my
lower lip.
	Soon, I reached a peak, and filled him with my pleasure. He felt as
this was relased into him, and sagged slightly relasing his grip on my lip,
forehead resting on my chin. I moved slightly and slowly in him, alowing
the rest of what I had to find its way into him.
	When I was satified I was done, I lifted him off me, and set him on
the ground again. He stepped back and forth, legs slightly bent shaking off
the open feeling in his rear. His bare feet smacked against the metal
flooring. I felt bad, had I hurt him? I looked at him, question in my
eyes. He looked back, a little pain in his, but he smiled and assured me by
pulling me down so I could give him the same pleasure he had given me. I
gladly complied, in a crouch, starting a little lower and creating a trail
up his delicious leg with my tounge before taking his entire penis into my
mouth at once. I tightened my lips on his little hard member, and used my
fingers slightly to give him the maximum effect. I sucked him long and
hard, and it was only when the steam turned off and the cold rinse began
that his clear seman found its way into my mouth.
	When we had completly rinsed off, mouth, anus and all, I held
Joshua against me as the heat sequence dried us off and brought a warm glow
into our bodies. We quickly good dressed, and stepped outside, closing the
door behind us.
	At this moment a steward appeared in the cabin doorway laden with
such ammenities as in-ship TV listings and complimenty magizines. I waved
him in, and set back about my tasks. Within a few moments I realized that
the man was staring at something. When I glanced at him he hurridly looked
away, but I had managed to get a bead at what he was looking at - us. I had
heard tales about how fast rumors spread amoung the crew of a ship, but
this had to be a record. Frankly I was a bit embarrased, and a little bit
angry. This trip would of been a while lot easier if everyone just assumed
us father and son.
	Quickly the steward left, much to my relief. I doubt I could of
stood him much longer.
	Our gear was in place when the liftoff sirens sounded. I sat on the
edge of my bed and Joshua did the same. Neither he or I had been on so many
trips as to consider a liftoff commonplace, and we both grinned in awe as
the increasing gravity took a hold of us, a truly awesome experiance.
	Soon the ship leveled out and our stomachs made a crash landing,
causing us to laugh and grin madly at eachother. So excited was Joshua that
he forgot completly his exastion and came at me at a full tackle, which
pleasured me greatly. Something about this strange envoirnment, and
Joshua's wonder at it that caused my normally benign lust for him to
increase a thousandfold, and it had not abated despite what had happened in
the shower. His silkly white skin rubbing against me now was almost too
much to bear, and I tickled him with relish, enjoying the sound of his
laughter and the feel of his warm body against mine. I slipped my hand past
his short-line often, lightly brushing scrotum and tightening penis as he
struggled. Joshua giggled even louder and his hand ventured farther than
normal as well, both of us enjoying the pleasure of the moment,
	This innocent grab and touch session continued for a while, and
before we knew it the door whisked itself open, indicating hallway access
now permissable. My hunger asserted itself as I remebered what I had read
about the ship's resturant. Joshua also looked hungry, and so it was by
silent agreement that we stopped what we were doing and ventured out.
	The ships' food was good, centered in a large galley and lavishly
arranged. Not that Joshua cared. He grabbed the nearest thing that
resembled a hot dog, and as children are apt to do, set about experimenting
with toppings that had never before graced a bun. Some of the things he had
selected sent shivers down my spine, and I went my own way.
	Five minutes later I was elbow deep in something I had never heard
of but certainly tasted good, and Joshua had not joined me at the
table. For a moment I felt that irrational sense of panic that one feels
when a love one is missing.  My panic dissapated quickly; this was a small
and crowded ship, no harm could of possibly of happened to the
boy. Althrough I knew this, it did not prevent me from making a cursory
search around the galley. Joshua couldn't come to harm here, but he could
get into trouble - and he was very good at it.
	To my relief I spotted him almost immediatly, sitting in with a
pair of twin boys appoximatly two years older then himself. They were
laughing and carrying on, and I felt a small sense of pride that he had
found friends so quickly. I had almost turned to head back to my table when
an alarm bell went off in my mind. Those boys were wearing hand-cuffs! One
arm per boy was attached to the table they were sitting on, yet they seemed
not to notice them at all. I glanced about and found a pair of grim looking
IS Sentinals resplendant in their uniforms heaping mounds of food on
plates.
	My heart sunk. Sentinals handled genetic crimes, which could only
mean the twins were not twins at all, but clones. Their original, the one
who was the blueprint for their design, was most likely locked away for the
next 20 years - the max sentance for juvinile offender. Clones however were
not considered juviniles, or even human. There was only one punishment for
clones that had been caught, and that was extermination. Joshua was
speaking to the pair of condemned boys like they were best buds, certainly
not knowing that once they reached Phiis4 the boys would be put to sleep,
their body parts used as spares at the huge medical facility there.
	I could not allow him to become any more attached to the boys then
he was already. I didn't belive in keeping secrets from Joshua and I knew I
had to tell him what they were. The more fond of them he was the harder
that would be.
	Quickly I rushed up to him, and with a broad smile covering my real
emotions I greeted the boys. They were rather cute in a way. A little too
old for my taste, the grip of puberty creeping in to their voices and
mannerisms. But they still had a boyish look, definitly cute with their
blond hair and blue eyes. With features like that I wondered who had cloned
them. Neo-nazi's attempting once again to create a master race? It didn't
make sense. Clones didn't normally wern't created so young, or have such
delicate and beutiful features, as most clones' main purpose in their
artificial life was war or manual labor. It didn't manner, they were going
to die soon and had to get Joshua away from them. I gripped his elbow
inconsipiciously in a way that said lets go now and kept my smile as he
made some excuse and extracted himself.
	As soon as we were back at our table he exploded. "What was that
about?! I didn't do anything wrong! I was just talking to them!" He glared
at me.
	A waved at him to keep his voice down, we were attracting an
audience. "It isn't you. I...can't explain it here. Too many people, just
trust me on this one and I'll tell you as soon as we get back to our
cabin."
	But he wasn't having it. "No! You tell me now! I want to know why I
was pulled away when I was having so much fun if it wasn't me!" His face
was red in rebuke, and I sensed that if I didn't tell him what he wanted to
know, his tirade would continue. So, speaking softly and going real slowly,
I started to explain it to him. When I was finished, he was sobbing, and
suddenly he screamed no at the top of his lungs.
	At least, thats what I think he screamed. It couild of been
anything, because at that moment all hell broke loose in the galley. The
room spun crazily and all sorts of food and cuttlery went airborne. This
made a deafening racket, but now nearly as loud of the sound emminating
from the rest of the ship. It was the same sound the people of the Titannic
must of heard as they hit that infamous iceburg, the sound of metal being
shorn, ripped apart. With all my strength I wrapped myself Joshua, kept his
from the broken glass and plast5 that now flying around like spears. Then,
something large hit me, and my last thought before I drifted away was a
silent wish that Joshua come to no harm.

					* * *

	I came back to conciousness slowly, my body protesting every step
of the way. If there wasn't a part of my body that was badly bruised, I
didn't know about it. Opening my eyes I rewarded with the sight of Joshua
looking over me. I sat up, hugged him in relief, and checked him over for
any injuries. Excepting the occasional scrape, he was virtually unharmed,
much to my disbelief. That settled, the questions flooded my mind. What had
happened? Where was I?
	The second question was easier to answer than the first. I was in a
larger cabin that the one Joshua and I had previously occupied. The twins I
had despertly tried to get Joshua away from before were sitting on the bunk
across from us, for what reason I could not fathom. Other than that, myself
and Joshua were the only occupants of the room.
	I quried Joshua on the subject. He hesisatated, and before he could
reply, one of the twins answered for him.
	"Your one of us now." he stated simply, looking forlorn.
	This confused me. I certainly wasn't a clone! "One of what?"
	"A criminal, a reject. A sexual deviant - take your pick. The IS
Sentinels watched Joshua taking to us before the crash, and they are
convinced that you and he were involved with us in taking down the ship
somehow."
	My head was spinning. One question at a time. Taking down the ship?
"You were responsible for the noise we heard?"
	Both smiled wickedly. "But of course. You don't think we were going
willingly, do you?"
	"How? No wait, tell me that later. Is the ship ok? It isn't going
to fall apart any minute now, is it?"
	"No, the ship is ruined. But you don't need to worry about that. We
reached our destination. We are quite safe within an atmosphere."
	Well, that was stroke of luck. I must of been out longer than I
thought. "Well, then I can straighten this all out. We certainly arn't
criminals. I'm sure a can convince a judge on Phiis4 of that fact."
	The pair of boys looked confused. "Phiss4? No, we didn't land on
Phiis4. We reached our destination, not yours, a small uninhabited planet
that it will take the Sentinels hundreds of years to find!" The clones
looked at each other proudly.
	So they were stranded somewhere out in the far reaches of
space. Ok, I could handle that - mostly because I had more pressing
questions. "And why do the Sentinels think myself and Joshua were involved
somehow in the crash that brought us here?"
	"Why, I think that should be obvious. You're a pedophile! And
everyome knows tha pedophiles do all sorts of unthinkable acts, in and out
of bed. It would make sense that a pedophile and his pet boy would hook up
with a couple of gay clones! At least, thats what the sentinels think. And
they have the guns, so I guess for now they are right."
	"Gay clones?" I had never heard of such a thing. It simply wasn't
done. Why make a creature that was sexually deviant, when you could make
one that had no sexual impluses at all, or at least hetrosexual!
	To demonstrate their lack of sexual taste, the clones started to
engage in a long and down out french kiss, which was akin to watching
someone kiss a mirror. Suddenly for the first time since I had woken up,
Joshua spoke.
	"Hey, let me in on a little bit of that!" He demanded of the
clones. I nearly died of shock. Joshua, attracted to these gay, criminal,
and insane clones! It was all I could do from stopping him as he jumped
between them. I started to wonder if Joshua had been involved in the plot,
or at least known about it. There was nothing I could do about it
either. We had long since established that Joshua was his own boy when it
came to sex. If he wanted to sleep with someone else for the night it was
his perrogitive. It was a tradeoff because when I had met him I had had an
active girlfriend.
	So I simply watched as the two boys, locked in a cabin and
sentanced to die, attacked Joshua with relish. The first one pinned him
down and attached his artifical fourteen year old mouth to Joshua's sweet
twelve year old one, tounge circling his lips and nibbling. The second had
more ambitious plans, and was busy removing Joshua's shoes, revealing the
white socks he wore underneath. Joshua faked a struggle as the second
yanked off his shorts, and ran his hands up and down the silky white
thighs.
	I had always been attracted to forbidden things, and this was as
fobbiden as they come. The Sentinels could check on us any minute!
Unbidden, I became increasingly erect as the scene continued.
	Back at Joshua's mouth, the first had gotten tired of this kissing
and had removed his pants. I watched raptly as his manly but still small
penis emerged from beneath lowered underwear. I had always worried about
what I would do when Joshua reached puberty and my sexual attraction to him
dissapated, but if he looked anything like this boy did, I had no need for
concern! Althrough somewhat hairy, the manner in which he mounted Joshua on
either side and inserted into cherry red lips had me raging with
desire. Joshua was interested in more than sucking, and after a few
tastefull slurps on the older boys dick, he instead elected to nibble on
his balls instead.
	Down below clone number two had begun in ernest, removing his own
jeans and giving me a good view of his round and of yet hairless
rear. Unlike his twin however, he had taken to time to remove his shirt as
well, and gotten the no longer struggling Joshua to pull his legs up so
that his knees were resting on clone number ones's back, and his feet
dangled over clone number two's shoulders. This served to give number two a
good position to bury his face in Joshua's rear. Unfortunatly this blocked
my view of what he was doing, and I crept forward to get a better vantage
point.
	Whatever they were doing down there, Joshua must of liked it. His
white-socked feet were rubbing up and down of the fourteen year old's back,
and his hands had stop probing clone number one and instead rested on clone
two's head, encouraging him to continue. I would of thought our little
incident in the shower would of made him too sore for this, but apparently
he was too attacted to these two boys to care. I felt a stab of jealousy
which I surpressed.
	I was now beyond the point of caring about the absubity of it all,
and I stopped down behind clone two and tentivly felt his ass. Clone two
reached behind and snatched my hand guiding it to his dick, giving me the
permission I needed. I felt the throbbing manhood of this smallish fourteen
year old, and briefly wondered why I hadn't tried older earlier. Wraping my
arms around his hairless stomach I stroked him, his rear rubbing against my
cock in a most pleasing manner. With one hand I removed what I could of my
clothing, kicking off my shoes and dropping my pants and undies. Now naked
againt clone two, I placed my cock in between his legs as I stroked, where
I could feel his scrotum jump up and down.
	I heard a moan of pleasure from clone number one; Joshua had
succedded giving him an orgasm. Whitish cum was now splattered across
Joshua's face, and while he tried licking it off himself, clone number one
managed to suck up most of it himself.  I whacked off clone two harder and
I saw clone one doing this - the sight of the fourteen year old licking
Joshua's jawline was erotic.
	Clone one decided to take a little rest, moving himself out of the
way. Clone two seeing the opportunity pulled himself up to Joshua and
kissed his neck and chest. Joshua wrapped his legs around him, white-socked
feet now within my reached. I rubbed my hands down his taunt legs and
spread them slightly so I could get in poisition behind clone two.
	Clone two, sensing what I was doing, reached in and pulled clone
two's butt cheeks apart for me. I wasted no time in taking advantage of the
situation, and was soon buried halfway into clone two's ass. Reaching
around, I guided his cock into Joshua's opening. Clone two slid himself in,
and Joshua practicly shrieked with pleasure.
	I couldn't belive all this was happening! I didn't even like
fourteen year olds, but the feel of my cock in this ones ass was pleasure
beyond belief. It was heightened by the knowlege that his cock was feeling
the inside of my sweet Joshua, and Joshua was enjoying it.
	All this made me oblivious to my surrounding, and before I knew it
a Sentinel was standing near me.
	"What the - you sick fucks! Can't leave you in the same room for an
hour and you get at it like dogs! Your kind is degenerate trash, it sickens
me to even think - a boy on a boy? A man on a boy? A sick pair of inhuman
clones, a pedophile, and his boy-slave." The Sentinel continued, but I
heard little as I was tossing on my clothing as fast as it would go. Joshua
was doing the same, only the clones stayed naked as they obviously didn't
care.
	"I'll take care of this shit," the Sentinel was saying. He grabbed
my arm and handcuffed it to my bunk, doing the same with clone number -
one? two? I had lost track. Anyways the clone was beyond my handcuffed
reach. The Sentinel grabbed Joshua and the other clone and drug them out of
the room. I feared that he was going to shoot them, and was relived when I
heard them protesting as they were thrown into the adjoing room. I looked
down in despair and noticed one of Joshua shoes that he hadn't had time to
put on.
	This made me suddenly angry. Falsely persecuted, locked up, swore
at - and the stupid fuck didn't even wait long enough for Joshua to put his
shoes on. It made me more sick than that Sentinel could ever feel against
pedophiles and clones together. The fact that made me angiest was that
there was a whole lot more people like him than those with whom hatred for
those who were different had no place. And so pedophiles, clones, gays and
the like were forced into dark corners, where their very enviornment forced
them to do the very things the hate-mongers accused them of.  I viciously
yanked on my handcuff, hurting myself.
	Clone-boy chuckled. I glared at him angerilly. It was partially his
fault that I was here in the first place. If he hadn't crashed the ship -
	"Say, how did you force the ship to crash, anyhow?" I asked.
	Lying completly naked on his bunk, the clone streached out
unworridly. "Simple. Myself and my brother were brought here fourty eight
hours before lift-off, standard percedure in cases such as ours. We were
locked in our cabin - this one in fact - and the Sentinels shoved food at
us every now and then, to keep our organs nice and healthy. Well, it turns
out the Navigator was a closet pedo, a sheer stroke of luck. He stopped by
several times, feigning concern but I could tell he was really interested
in our bodies. So, we obligied him.
	"He stopped by late last night, around two am. We'd been giving him
clues to our interest and he was hot and ready to go. Very laughable. Both
Sentinels were asleep, the door locked. Of course as Navigator he had the
bypass key so he had no problem getting in and we had complete
privacy. Both of us knew he was coming and so we were in much as you see me
now, naked as the day we were born. He was drooling.
	"Myself and my brother sucked him there, in the darkness, almost
getting him off. We rubbed against him, said the appropriate things - and
soon he was putty in our hands. Very gulible. We had him to the point of
orgasm several times yet me never pushed him over - he was getting
frantic. So we laid our sob story on him, about how we were abused and
locked up in this cabin all day; wasn't that wrong to do to cute little
boys like us? I mean, we really worked him over. Had him agreeing to
everything we said. He gave us the grand tour of the ship, and we
formulated a plan.
	"We discovered that there were literally millions of planets on and
around our course that was capable of sustaining life. We asked more on
this subject, let him feel us up a bit more, and he admitted to being part
of an illiceit slave ring based on one of the planets on this very route.
	"What it boils down to is this - we are in no danger. The Navigator
has contacted his friends, who will be here long before any Sentinels can
come for a rescue."
	I asorbed all this in a rational manner. I thought very calmly, I
even whistled for a moment. But it was too much.
	"Dont you get it?!! He set you and everyone else on this ship up to
become slaves!!"
	The clone chuckled. "I was created and raised in the slave
trade. I'm branded, see? "he flashed me a tatto, which I had failed to
notice before.  Looked like an ancient family crest. "When they get me I'll
be returned to my master, in respect for his clan."
	"And the rest of us?"
	He looked at me seriously. "You? Hmm....you've got good looks and
some muscles. You'll either end up a sex slave like me or a waiter. Either
or. Dosent matter. They'll fetch a decent proce for you regardless."
	I wasn't ready to go for a decent price, get rescuced by Sentinels,
or anything else for that matter. I was ready to go home! I expressed as
much to the clone. He laughed.
	"Sure, just pick the handcuffs, get past the guards, and steal a
slaver ship. Be my guest." He scoffed.
	A look of dawning struck my face. "What?" The naked clone asked. I
didn't answer, but instead took a look at the brand name of the hand-cuffs
I was wearing. Yes! It was one of the most common brands, Isco-corp. They
were being phazed out because of a defect in the model. Nothing a common
Joe would know about, it had to do with a reverse phaze switcher in the
reflex bender. I had an old supply of stock of those, which I couldn't sell
and I couldn't give away, so out of discust one day I went about finding
out exactly how they were defective. It seems that if you pressed this way
on on them, and held them against a magnetic source - the magnet on my
card-chain - the mechanism relased!
	Pop! Off they went, and next went the clones' cuffs. He looked at
me with frank amazement, thinking me a technological god.  I did nothing to
convince him otherwise, it would have been embarrasing to admit it had been
pure chance.
	I whisked him off to the door way, which was still open. Another
coincidence; the guards beliving us to be secure had drifted off to a more
comfortable location. Where, I didn't know or care. I hurried to the
adjoining room, and popped the cuffs off my beloved Joshua. It was obvious
he had been crying. I soon found out the clone in this room had been
repeating his brother's tale about the slave trade. I almost left him
cuffed, but I would need all the help I could muster.
	We leaped into the hallway and broke into a dead run. I sent a
silent prayer to whatever gods that were out there that we wouldn't run
into anyone. Somehow this ended up at the wrong god's door step; a crewman
spotted us and sent out the alarm.
	Soon we had everyone on the ship chasing us. A mixed blessing,
there were too many people running this way and that for the Sentinels to
start shooting.
	Out of breath, I came to an emergancy exit hatch. It was never
intended to be used when the ship was landed, but we really didn't have a
choice. Popping the release, we crowded in, shutting the door on a person's
hand. That person quickly removed it. I hit the release switch, blessing
the Flight Safety Organization for demanding that all escape pods be easy
to use.
	We flew off into the atmosphere at an enormous speed, all of us
pressed against a wall due to the acceleration. Then, just as suddenly, we
decellerated. Jets, sensing and atmosphere, came online and brought us to a
soft landing. Well, almost. I'm quite sure we broke a couple of small trees
on the way down.
	When I was sure the pod was offline, I popped the hatch open
again. My first view convinced me that I had landed on Earth - green trees,
brown dirt and all that. Then an incect a foot and a half long flew by and
I knew I was wrong. I slammed the hatch closed.
	"Ok," I said, taking authority. "We are on an unknown planet, when
slavers on one side and Sentinels on the other. Therefore, our best course
of action is simply to sit tight for now, find food, and wait for the
slavers to overcome the Sentinels on the ship. After that....I don't
know. We'll think of something."
	Nods all around. Why not? I was the only adult here. They looked at
me for guidence.
	"Whats the chance of someone coming after us?" Asked a clone. I
reached over his shoulder and hit the beacon off switch.
	"A little less now. Besides that, who knows? I've never had to run
from anyone before."
	"The slavers won't." A clone said. "There are alot easier ways to
get slaves than searching for them on a planet as big as this."
	Glum nods. Suddenly Joshua smiled broadly, something coming to
him. "Hey!" he said.
	"What?!" Had he formulated a plan, found a way for us to escape
this cursed planet?
	No such luck. "Now we can have all the fun we want!" He
exclaimed. I shook my head, but he had a point. Even through they were
trapped, they were more free than they had been anywhere. Free from
discrimination, persecustion - no need to hide what they were. They could
all walk around naked for the next ten years, and no one would be the
wiser.
	Clones One and Two took this idea to heart, perhaps reading my
thoughts. They removed the rest of their clothes and started in on each
other. This left Joshua and myself still clothed. I remembered that
expression about being in Rome and soon I was naked as well, and helping
Joshua out of his pants.
	The escape pod was pretty large, made for fourty people to stay
weeks, perhaps months, waiting for rescue. We had no trouble finding an
open space to begin our fun. The twins seemed to be having enough fun by
themselves; me and Joshua were alone on this one. I led him over to a large
area covered in some type of thick carpet. We lie there, wearing nothing
but our socks, touching.
	My lust rose. Until then, I had been too worried about our
situation to have any real fun. But now we were safe, for a while at least.
	 I tickled Joshua, and he curled up in laughter. He pushed my hands
away and moved in closer. I saw what he was after and made no attempt to
dissuade him. He guided me so that I was lying on my back, and mounted me
in reverse, sixty-nine style. It was too bad he was so much shorter than
me, I would of loved to such on his immature balls right now. I had to
contend my self with just touching them, stoking it, making it hard.
	Joshua placed his small hand on my dick, and started to rub it up
and down. Not a stroke, just a brushing to get me ready. I soon felt the
tip of his tounge touch my head. I thought he was going to suck it then,
but he mearly licked it, making it wet, and moved down, marking a trail to
the base. Joshua had a thing about balls, he loved sucking them. Thats what
he did now, taking each on in turn in his mouth. This didn't give me any
kind of direct pleasure, but it did turn me on greatly.
	Testing the waters, I took and single finger and danced around the
wet area around his anus, which was facing me nicely thank you. I stabbed
my finger in a little, putting a little weight behind it sunk in. Joshua
ohhhed and continued to suck, now back on my cock. With my other hand I
continued stroking him, feeling the warmth of his underaged penis and the
smoothness of the skin around it. His feet embraced me to the left and
right, snug up againt my armpits. I could feel the socks and the smooth
skin above them up to the knee. I wanted to feel every part of his young
body.
	The sucking and probing continued for a while, untill Joshua's
mouth become over worked and he turned round, laying his naked body againt
my legs and rubing his dick against mine. His silky legs inbetween my own
he pulled his fragile body up and down against me, letting me feel his
smooth chest against my stomach. I petted the slightly freckled shoulders,
then pulled him up.
	Lying straddled on my chest, I rubbed my hands along his small warm
back and buttocks, kissing his perfect jawline. Then I flipped him over so
he was on the ground.
	It was an appealing sight. His legs spead as if inviting me in,
arms up enough so that I had a perfect view of the hairlessness of his arm
pits. Green eyes inviting me to do whatever I wanted. Hairless twelve year
old chest rising and falling as he breathed. Hardened cock.
	I cotinued my kissing of his neck and jawline, my arms running
along the sides of his chest. The kissing became licking - his skin was so
perfect that it tasted good. Young, musky taste. My tounge trailed along
his jaw and onto his chest, first in the groove inbetween and then at the
tit, where I worked my tounge in circles. This had the effect of ticking
him, and he giggled. Down I went, circling again the the belly button, then
in the pubic region. Pushed his legs back to his sides, marveling how
children could perform such feats without strain.
	His hole was clearly eposed now, sunken little thing that begged to
have something put in it. This in mind I held his legs down and slid
upward, wrapping my arms under his small twelve year old shoulders for
better grip. Joshua leaned his head back gasping as my head touched, and
dipped in, his hole.
	I pushed myself all the way in, lost in the feel of his tight
little asshole against the sides of my dick. I was lucky with Joshua, I
could go all the way in with no problem, and soon my balls rested against
his ass. He moaned as I slid back out partway, his back arching in
pleasure. His legs rubbed aganst my thighs as I thrust into him, going
slowly to draw it out to the maxumim effect. Joshua grunted in his high
pitched yelp at each thrust.
	Midway I turned him on his side, one leg trapped under me. Now that
I had him in this position I could bring him closer, and feel the entire
frount of his silky warm body againt mine as I fucked him. I held on to his
shoulders untill that final moment, when my load joined the one earlier in
his ass.
	I lie there, a little while, my dick buried to the base in his ass,
and simply held him. He kissed my chest and collor bone.
	"You know," He said, out of breath. I grunted for him to
continue. "We could stay here."
	"Stay here?" I asked.
	"Yeah, just....stay here. Never go home. I'm sure we can make it."
	I thought about this. There was alot on danger here, but not nearly
the same danger I faced every day when confrounted by someone who knew I
was a pedophile. And...I had never really thought about what Joshua must go
through. In school, the other children knowing who he was. The teachers
shying away from him. Joshua didn't have many friends, and those he had
were much older than he. It must be much harder on him then I, being
labeled as the 'friend' of a pedophile.
	If they could make it, on this world of slavery....there were
people like them here. The clones had mentioned that there was a major
sex-trade of slaves. If they could free some of them, live here...
	All foolish of course. There was no way that they, in their
position, could accomplish this. Yet the dream still persisted.
	"We'll see how things go," I finally told Joshua. "For now, lets
just take it one day at a time."
	Joshua nodded. "One day at a time." He said, thoughtfully. "I hope
it happens."
	I nodded, and snuggled up against him, dreaming of days to come.


THE END
(But it will continue!)

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caught dead in a public court claiming I wrote it. All characters are
fictional and any resembalace to people or events living or dececed blah
blah blah, and a whole bunch of stuff one normally puts on the bottom of a
page to make the story seem bigger. Come see me on IRC.DAL.NET under the
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like to thank BoyBrilliant and Non1012 for helping me with this story. Feel
free to make a dozen copies of this and distribute in a christian book
store or your local church. The truth is out there. Live long and
prosper. May the prophets be with you. I don't think so, Tim. Man, I just
cant stop writing! Somebody stop me.....<whack>