Date: Mon, 29 Nov 2021 22:17:21 +0000
From: Jordan nifty <niftyjordan123@gmail.com>
Subject: Post Apocalypse Chapter 3

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Chapter 3: Escape from Salvation

The sun was beaming through the windows when I woke next, I guessed it
was nearing midday and here I was lying across Ren's hairy chest, who
was running fingers through my hair with one hand and holding me tight
with his other.

"I could get used to waking up like this." I whispered.

"Good. I want you to." Came his reply.

"I'm glad you feel that way... because I'm coming with you."

"I know."

"How would you know? I've only just decided."

"Noah, I was never leaving you alone here. I have this need to keep you
safe."

A grin split my face, "Well that's nice to know, and I know it probably
doesn't look like it, but I can look after myself."

"I don't doubt it," he answered, "But now, you'll have twice the
protection."

"I better start packing, can I actually only bring a single bag?" I
asked.

"I just said that so you'd pack the most important things to you, I can
carry another two bags for you. Also, I noticed you had a black boiler
suit in your wardrobe, any chance I can have it?"

I laughed at that, "I guess so, you fucking snoop." He shrugged with a
cheeky smile,

"You were out all day. I got bored."

We then went over the plan for the evening. Ren was planning on sneaking
out the moment the sun set, where he'd find 3 different, derelict, and
uninhabited buildings and set fire to them, he felt sure that he could
choose building that wouldn't spread to neighbouring ones, meaning we'd
have our distraction, but no innocents would get hurt. Ren felt sure the
Grant would be too busy to visit tonight so he wasn't worried that he
wouldn't be there.

I had decided to continue my day as normal, to avoid any suspicion, so
with that in mind I chose three of the 15 medical books I wanted to take
with me, a small, knitted bear, from my mother and a few changes of
clothes and packed it all tightly into a small back pack before taking my
larger one of medical supplies and heading to the infirmary.

...

The infirmary as always was full of people with different ailments;
almost all caused by drink, drugs, or fights so I was kept busy for
several hours. Before leaving I headed to the supply cupboard and
restocked my bag full of bandages, antiseptic and pain killers, I also
threw in a few other bits I thought might come in useful. As I was
leaving the cupboard, I bumped into another medic called Jerry, "You're
already restocking?" he asked confused.

"Yeah, you know Grant, I have another injured man on my doorstep
daily." I laughed waving him off to avoid follow up questions. I was
tempted to head back towards the cell to check on Akeem, Aria and Elijah,
but I didn't want my regular visits to create chatter, so I decided it
best to head back and check in with Ren.

I opened the door to the apartment and saw Ren adjusting my; now his,
boiler suit. It had full length trousers and short sleeves he'd rolled
up over his biceps, half of the front buttons were open and beneath it I
could see he was still wearing the vest I'd given him; his chest hair
was curing up over the vest and he smiled at me as he buckled a belt
around his waist to chinch the fabric in, "How badass is this?" he
asked.

It took me a moment to answer, the all black look, down to his hair and
eyes, paired with the fact his skin was so pale was striking. "You look
fucking sexy," I looked down at my tattered jeans and yellowing t-shirt,
"Now I need a sexy break-out outfit." I laughed.

"Well, you're actually in luck as I have curated that very thing for
you." He said pointing to an outfit laid out on the bed. "I've just
showered, you might want to do the same, it's at least 2 days in the
grey-wastes before we get to New Hope."

I thought that was probably a smart suggestion, so I stripped off and
closed the bathroom door, stepping into the shower. Turning on the water
I gathered soap and washed my body, lathering it beneath my armpits and
between my legs, the bubbles were quickly washed into the drains. I
brought a finger to my mouth gathering saliva, then reaching between my
cheeks, pushed a finger in my hole. I closed my eyes and groaned quietly,
gathered more saliva and added a second finger, stretching myself with
two of them, preparing myself for what I really wanted: Ren inside me. I
rinsed off well, ensuring any soap was gone and dried quickly in the
bathroom. I wiped my hand over the bathroom mirror, clearing the mist. My
messy brown hair parted down the middle framing my face; I'd need to cut
it again soon. I looked back at myself, staring at my green eyes,
convincing myself to be assertive. I took a deep breath and stepped back
into my bedroom.

Ren glanced round, taking in my nakedness, before he could speak, I
ordered, "Take off your clothes." He began fumbling with his belt and
struggled out of the boiler suit and finally pulled the vest over his
head. If I wasn't so horny, I'd have laughed, instead I stepped towards
him, placing a hand on his chest and pushed him against the wall, dropped
to my knees and began lick at his hairy balls. I pulled them one by one
into my mouth, coating them with spit, his cock grew harder while I
worked and was now pointing at the ceiling. I had to grab it and angle it
forwards so that I could take into my mouth. It was thick, and I loved
every inch of it as it slid into my mouth and down my throat. Ren cooed
and placed his hands on my head encouraging me to keep his dick in my
throat, where he thrust in and out. After a few short minutes he pulled
me to stand and kissed me, deeply. Our tongues curling over the others, I
groaned into the kiss. His stubble scratched across my face and then down
my neck as his kisses roamed, I threw my head back allowing him to
explore.

"What do you want to happen here Noah?"

I squeezed his dick, "This. Inside me." His hands wrapped themselves
between my legs and he lifted me easily, carrying me to the bed. Gently
he laid me on my back and pushed my legs into the air, exposing my pink
hole. "Fuck. You really are hairless." My cheeks reddened as he leant
forward and placed a kiss right at the entrance of my body, which quickly
became licks. His tongue circling the edges, my moans encouraging him to
continue he made his tongue rigid and pushed it passed my sphincter and
began messily kissing my hole. I felt his fingertips digging into my
cheeks, holding me wide. I then felt a slicked finger push inside of me
and another and finally a third, stretching me wider than Grant's dick
ever had. He sucked his finger back into his mouth again and again to
apply more saliva, lubricating his way. He removed his fingers and was
now lining the head of his cock to my ass. He leant down over me and
kissed me again, just as the head of his thick dick popped inside of me.
I gasped into his mouth as he continued to slowly push his length into
me. Just as I felt I could take no more, I left his large balls settle
against me. I protested when he pulled his entire cock back out, but he
only spat inside of me and pushed himself back in. He fucked me with
long, slow thrusts. He stared into my eyes as I writhed in pleasure
beneath him. I kept my legs splayed open and reached out my hands to
explore his muscular chest, running my fingertips through his hair and
pinching a nipple. I wasn't used to looking at the person fucking me.
Ren looked magnificent as he long dicked my hole, his core muscles tensed
and worked beneath his skin. He wrapped his hand around my dick and began
to tug it as he increased his speed and began jackhammering inside of me,
causing my groans to stutter into the quiet room.

His breath stuttered and he closed his eyes and thrust hard and deep a
final time holding himself inside me as I felt his hot cum fill my
insides. I pushed his hand from my forgotten penis and tugged it a few
more times, spilling my own load onto my stomach and chest. "Guess I
need another shower." I laughed.

He withdrew his cock and slapped my arse, "I'll come with you."

After showering, we dried ourselves and put on the `escape-outfits' as
Ren called them.

Mine consisted of a black vest and a pair of black cargo trousers and
then a dark green denim shirt to go over the top. Ren smiled at me, "Now
you look bad ass too."

...

The sun had just set as Ren pulled on his boots; the only things on his
body that hadn't once belonged to me.

He leaned in to kiss me, "Remember, get to them by nine and then to me
by half 9 latest, or I'll come looking for you. Be careful out there.
It'll be crazy." He kissed me again, hauled a backpack over each
shoulder and then left, leaving me alone in my room with over an hour
before I had to leave.

...

I'd spent the last hour in tense unease, 30 minutes after Ren had gone,
I'd heard screams and shouts about a fire. I peered through my curtains
and saw a distant structure engulfed by flames and within minutes I saw
another, further away, glowing orange. Ren had chosen two on the furthest
side of town, away from the inhabited area, many people were running
towards the fires to help, but most were running away from it, figures.
People had managed to put the first fire out using hoses connected to the
wastewater pipes, then a third went up: time for me to go.

I snatched up my shirt and headed toward the door and twisted the handle
as it burst open, sending me skidding onto the ground, the contents of
bag emptying onto the ground.

Grant dived across the room grabbing me by my shirt, "You little cunt!"
He screamed spitting, his face was screwed up and blotchy with rage,
"Where is he!?"

My feet slipped as I tried in vain to scramble away from him, "He's
gone. You're too late." Grant was on his knees holding me against the
wall, his eyes darted across the floor taking in my dropped belongings
and a sneer curled his top lip.

"Looks like he'll be expecting you. Hopefully when you don't show,
he'll come looking for you, and then, I'll kill you both." He reached
into his back pocket, holding me tightly with the other and pulled out a
gun.

He pressed the gun hard against my forehead and pushed himself up off me
and the ground, flicking the gun towards the sofa he said "Over there!
Now," as I did, he walked over and closed the door, "You're going to
watch as I put a bullet between your boyfriend's eyes for all the
carnage he's caused tonight."

I needed to figure out a way to warn Ren before he entered the room, it
was already quarter to 9, I should be leaving for the cell by now.
Fifteen minutes passed as Grant continued to spit insults at me, he sat
on the bed so that he could angle the gun at me and towards the door,
"Pour me a drink while we wait." I stood and my hands shook as I poured
some of the yellowing vodka into a glass, I noticed a small vegetable
knife sat on the counter, hidden from Grant's view by my own body. "You
know," said Grant. "You might have gotten away if you'd not been
stupid enough to steal from the infirmary. You always have been thick.
Just like your mother." Rage flooded through me as I replied through
gritted teeth, "My mother was a hero." I heard him stand and take slow
steps towards me growling, "Your mother was a whore. Just like you." I
wrapped my hand around the handle of the knife, my knuckles turning
white. "Look at me while I'm talking to you!" he shouted, grabbing my
shoulder and spinning me around. Without thinking I span bringing the
knife up and sinking it into his thick neck. His face shifted from one of
anger, then shock and finally to confusion, as he dropped the gun. I
pulled the knife out and blood shot from the wound as I sank it into his
neck a second and then a third time before he dropped to his knees
clutching in vain at his throat to stem the flow of blood. His eyes were
wide as the realisation that he was dying hit him, his blood had covered
my face and hands, I threw the knife to the floor and bent over the sink
washing as much blood from both as I could. I pulled the blood-soaked
vest over my head, discarding it on the floor and then pulled on my green
overshirt. I then began scratching around on the floor throwing the
dropped things back into my bag, snatching up his gun I opened the front
door, before glancing over my shoulder as I watched the man who'd
treated me so badly over the last few years breath his last breath. It
had been far easier to take a life then I'd ever thought.

I ran as fast as my legs could carry me, my lungs burning as I pushed
through the crowds of people, it had gone 9:15 and If Ren came looking
for me, we might miss each other. I held the gun tightly in my hand,
ready to take down anyone in my path, this was my one shot to get away
from Salvation and no one was going to stop me.

I burst into the cell making everyone in the room jump and before the
unknown guard could reach for his gun, I aimed my own at him and shot,
the bullet tore a chunk of wood from the table and the man dove backwards
covering his head, "Unless you want the next one in your head, open the
fucking door." He rushed forward and tried to unlock the door, but his
hands were shaking uncontrollably. Elijah took the keys from him and made
quick work of the lock, as they exited the cell, Elijah pushed the man
into it and locked the door behind him.

"Noah, are you hurt, is that your blood?" Asked Aria rushing towards me
as the other two snatched up their own weapons.

"I'm fine, we need to go now!" I answered spinning on my heel and
running back into the street, assuming they were following.

Ren had been right about the distractions, no one even seemed to notice
the four of them running within the crowds of people, carrying a
multitude of different weapons, I ran into the garage lifting the gun in
front of me ready to shoot any guard inside. But there were none. I heard
the other three behind me panting from the effort too.

"Ren? Are you here?" I whispered into the large room.

"Thank fuck" I heard him shout before an engine came to life and the
room was flooded with light. The jeep pulled up alongside us and Aria
climbed into the front seat, Elijah jumped into the bed behind the cab,
and bent down throwing an arm out to me, which I took as Akeem lifted me
up to meet Elijah who steadied me by grabbing my shoulders.

"Is he bleeding?" came Ren's alarmed voice.

"Not his. Now go." Shouted Elijah just as Akeem landed beside me. The
Jeep lurched forward sending me onto my knees, it was only around 50
metres to the front gate from the warehouse, we could do this. I heard
screams and shouts as people dived out of the way of the speeding jeep
and heard rather then saw Elijah and Akeem shooting at the gate's
controls, which burst into flames causing the doors to swing down onto
the floor like a drawbridge, revealing the darkness of the grey-wastes
ahead of us, we sped out into it. Now out of the immediate danger of
Salvation my stomach lurched, and I crawled to the back of the jeep so
that I could throw up onto the road, beneath us. I emptied the contents
of my stomach, holding onto the cold metal as the road jostled the jeep
from side to side and then fell onto my back looking up at the stars,
Akeem then blocked them for a second as he sat beside me and lifted my
head into his crossed lap just as my limbs begin to shake, I knew what
was happening, I was going into shock. But we had escaped Salvation and
wherever we were headed it couldn't be any worse.

...

I woke later in an almost seated position, I stretched turning my head
and realised I was leaning against Akeem's broad chest. He had an arm
wrapped around me and my own blanket was covering me.

"How are you doing?" he asked me loudly over the noise of the jeep.

"Better, just exhausted." Elijah was squatting near the back of the
jeep scanning the distance with binoculars before he turned and moved
towards me and gripped my shoulder as he shouted "Ren, we're all clear,
pull over."

Ren pulled over to the edge of the dirt track and he and Aria climbed out
of the cab and into the bed of the truck. I pulled myself up, so I was
sitting, as Ren pulled me into a tight hug.

"We're not on the common road." I observed.

"No point," answered Akeem from behind me, "Didn't keep us safe last
time. Don't worry though, you've been asleep a few hours and Ren has
doubled back a few times just in case they did try to follow the
tracks."

"They'll likely be gone by the morning anyway, but I'm taking no
risks."

Aria then spoke, "I'm telling you; they won't waste resources coming
after us."

"And I'm telling you," Said Ren a little curtly, "That Grant might to
get Noah."

"No, he won't." I stated.

"But you were convinced he would." Reminded Ren.

"He's dead."

"How?"

"Someone saw me collect medical supplies and it got back to him, then
with the fires he through it too much of a coincidence and came to check.
He was going to kill me, but he was going to wait, assuming you'd come
back for me."

"He wasn't wrong."

"I know. Anyway, I saw my chance and stabbed him."

"Are you okay?" Asked Elijah placing a hand on my knee.

"I know it sounds terrible but I'm most upset that he bled all over my
vest." Everyone laughed, "No seriously. He was scum and at least now I
know he won't make other's lives miserable."

Ren leant forward and kissed me as Elijah spoke, "Honestly Noah, you
saved all of us, you're a hero man."

Akeem then spoke, "I'm gonna drive without lights for a few miles. Just
in case any ravers have seen us. Don't worry I'll go slow." He then
took on the role of driving and Elijah offered to use the maps and
compass to direct him, Aria joined them in the front of the cab leaving
me alone with Ren. Ren used our bags to create a softer backrest as he
adjusted himself into a seated position, opening his legs for me to sit
between so that his chest became my back rest. The night wasn't
particularly cold, but I laid the blanket over our legs regardless.

We sat in silence for a long while as the stars continued to flow past
overhead before Ren lowered his head to my ear and said, "I can't wait
to show you my home. It's the place you deserve to be."

"I can't wait. Ren,"

"Yeah?"

"My arse is sore."

He laughed, "Sorry stud. You can have mine next time." My cock throbbed
at the thought of it and I couldn't wait. "Although, I'm going to have
a hard time keeping Akeem and the others away." He laughed.

"Who says I want you to?"

"Noah, you really are perfect."


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