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Imagine a world undergoing systemic collapse. Whether it is war, economic depletion or climate change, it really doesn't matter. Lawlessness, privation and death stalk the land. This story takes place 8 or 10 years after, when the survivors are struggling to stay alive in a world that can't seem to repair itself. The population is crashing. It is a new Dark Age.
"You know there is only a few things in life that really count, one is food, one is staying dry and plus, a few other things,"
spoken by Raif.
Part 3, Raif
The boy, maybe 16, had long stringy brown hair parted in the middle and a pierced lower lip. He was tall, slender and had the appearance of being non-threatening. They had all gathered in the small market that had been hastily set up around the old highway underpass.
Observing the strange unlikely pair, Raif said, "You guys want to come over?"
Newt and Max looked at each other and then Max said, "Ok."
There was nothing unusual about 3 destitute boys wandering off together. Raif had found a house that was almost completely destroyed. It was completely covered with undergrowth that made its existence indistinct. Covered with vines and a fallen tree that had caused the one side to collapse. This was deceptive because, once inside, there was only the remains of a stairway led to an upstairs room. It was not easy to climb. In the middle of the chaos, Raif had cleared out the small room and secured it with several lock bolts to keep out night time intruders. The room had some food storage boxes and two bare mattresses laid out on the floor that were piled up in a nest of blankets and old clothes. All in all, it was more than adequate.
Raif spread out his arms in a gesture of display. "Nice, huh?"
He pointed to a plywood covered window. "This is the emergency exit. If they are able to get up here and start bangin on the door, don't fuck around, go out this window. Just jump, there are bushes to cushion your fall."
Max was the cautious one but Newt seem to trust him.
"You guys can stay here if you want. I'd kind of like the company. Sometimes I get real lonely and all."
All three sat down on the mattresses and shared a small meal. that consisted of canned peas and coarse bread from the underpass market. Afterwards, they talked about how things had changed since the collapse.
Raif sat quietly and then said, "Yeah, me and my family used to live in our own house. We had a car and lots of stuff but when things began to fall apart we ended up on the street like you guys. As a family, we tried to stay together but it got too hard and after a while we all sort of went separate ways."
Raif looked at his two new friends, "You know there is only a few things in life that really count, one is food, one is staying dry and plus, a few other things, ".
Max nodded in agreement. His own story bore remarkable similarities. "Yeah, we lived in our car that was dragged up along side of the road. It had no tires and it wouldn't run no more. We know a lot of people that live like that. A while back, my Dad got killed because someone said he was trespassing. Eventually me and Newt got together. He was running away and I helped him."
In the company of the two older boys, Newt was secure and happy. He was blissfully ignorant of the world before the collapse because he was born during it and was not aware of much of anything until he was on his own. This was the only world he knew.
Raif said, "Are you guys together?"
Max gave him a puzzled look.
"You know what I mean, like, do you fuck around?"
Newt looked up at Max and smiled.
Max looked towards the door but reluctantly said "Yeah, sometimes."
Raif said, "You could fuck around here if you want. I wouldn't care and I wouldn't bother you or nothing."
Max looked a little irritated. "Newt is mine and don't share him with nobody, too many people have cooties."
"No, I wasn't sayin that. I was sayin that if you want to fuck around, you could pretend like I'm not even here and the most I might do is jerk off when you guys are doin it. But I'm sayin that I'm not the kind to push myself on anyone."
Newt took it as an invitation and stood up and pulled off his oversized dirty sweat shirt leaving him naked in front of the two boys sitting in the little room. He preferred being naked and his small erection was immediate.
Raif was embarrassed and made a effort to look away. "I mean like, if you guys are going to stay here, we might as well get personal and relaxed and all."
Newt agreed but Max was skeptical.
Newt was jerking off in plain view of both boys. This simple act electrified the air in the small musty room. When he couldn't possibly become any more erect, he penetrated his behind with his middle finger. Newt looked to Max for assistance.
Max was still not entirely trusting of Raif. He pulled Newt down with him, hiding him away under the blanket in an act of possession and then turned, facing the wall. Covered with the blanket their motions were still obvious and even more erotic because they were concealed.
Max and Newt had a regular routine. On the fly, They would jerk off together out of sight, but whenever they had a place to sleep and it was secluded and more importantly and dry, Max would fuck Newt. With the world the way it was, the only important thing besides food was doin it.
Newt was unguarded and vocal. His moans and cries could have tormented Raif but it also soothed and comforted him because it was so close and finally, he didn't feel alone.
Raif thought that he would find it easy to like Max. Max was a boy soon to be a man. He had dark eyes, just the very beginning of facial hair. His protection of Newt impressed him as noble and loyal, a human quality in short abundance these days.
Raif liked Newt. It was Newt that attracted him to the unlikely pair. Newt was a bad boy, a dirty boy but a boy that was joyful and not afraid to be intimate.
Being lonely and maybe missing his family, Raif was falling in love with the two boys that were "doin it" in front of him. He wanted to be a part of them. He thought it unfortunate that they did not seem to kiss. From his own desperate experiences, he knew how important it was.
Just then, in the middle of the chaos, Newt turned his head and smiled at Raif.
The image of Newt caused Raif a momentary rush of emotion. He came, imagining himself being with them and cherishing the comfort of not being alone.
The room was quiet for a while until the two naturally disengaged and then sat up to rejoin Raif. Raif produced a full cigarette for his guests. Newt perked up. It was lit and passed back and forth.
Raif said, "I'm glad that you guys are here and all. You guys looked so good that I had to jerk off. You didn't mind, did you?"
Newt smiled, but Max didn't say anything.
Max didn't usually smoke but this time he did. He blew a column of smoke up at the sagging sheet rock. "When Newt ran away and we connected we had to run day and night cause the guy that owned him was following us."
Max went on, "The motherfucker is still trying to track us down. If he catches up with us, he'll fuckin kill me without given' it a thought and take Newt back."
Newt said spontaneously, "I want to stay with Max! Me and him are together!"
Max pulled his pants back on and the still naked Newt sprawled half on and half off his older companion. They talked about what life was like before the collapse and how easy everything was and how suddenly it all happened.
Newt listened intently and then tapped Raif on the leg to get his attention. "This was all before I was born. I wasn't here at all so I couldn't know, right?"
The three boys slept.
This piece will continue, Please let me know how it is going.
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