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In the process of moving my roster of stories from one pen name to another, (Larkin to Chance) I must change the title so as not to conflict with the old title. This gives me an opportunity to restructure, change names and generally tighten up the story. For those who missed it the first time, it's a good story. Originally published 2 years ago in the Sifi and fantasy forum, under the title of “Kids at the end of the World” and since I consider it more of a teenage romance I am re-posting it under (High School - stories involving High School-aged Students) forum. Let me know your thoughts.

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Max, Newt and Raif

by Chance

Part 1

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 that has descended on the world.

Max and Newt

The fact that both boys were in need of a bath did not worry either one of them. Max was the older one and at fourteen, he had been on his own since the collapse. He was wearing a old red hoody and gray track pants. He had on a truckers cap with the hood pulled up over it. The hood and cap could not contain his long black hair that fell out all around his face at times obscuring it. Still looking down, he spit defiantly at the dirt.

The small boy next to him had always been called Newt. He was nine. His dirty blond hair was between one and six inches in length, chop-cut in a chaotic fashion. His face was dirty and he was smoking the remains of a cigarette. His appearance was a contradiction of being both innocent and at the same time, fearsome. Newt was Max's constant companion. His feet were dirty and calloused because he went without shoes or socks. When he lifted up his excessively oversized sweat shirt to urinate you could see that he was completely naked underneath. Max watched Newt pee into the air. When he was finished he turned to the older boy and blew smoke from the last of his cigarette and then, in the manner of an adult, flicked it away. There was nothing left but the filter. The older boy tugged on his cock through his worn track pants and said, "You want some of this?"

Newt wasn't at all surprised. He shrugged his shoulders and said, "Sure."

Facing the older boy, Newt reached down into Max's lose pants and took hold of his cock. The older boy pushed them down and out of the way until they fell down in a pile around his ankles. The kid put Max's cock into his mouth. It erected completely. When it did, his cock appeared to be more than Newt could handle but he did it with the ease of familiarity. Newt knew what Max liked and he liked doing it. Max pulled his cock out of the boy's mouth and masturbated quickly, racing towards a conclusion. He was breathing hard. Newt pressed forward and licked Max's balls while he continued to stroke hard.

He began to gasp and huff and then came into Newt's mouth. The younger boy swallowed it.

Just after, Max experienced a moment of uncertain limbo that quickly passed. He reached down and pulled up his pants and the two boys walked off together as if nothing unusual had happened.

The Shelter

It was early evening and both boys waited in line at the shelter. No one was allowed in until 5:00 but you had to get there early to get a cot. It was a large institutional room lit with fluorescents that were mostly burnt out or flickering. There were about fifty men and boys from around the area standing in lines or sitting waiting. Women, if any were in a small adjoining building. The men generated a low level commotion. They had a meager meal of bread and can corn and diet soda. Max and Newt didn't always stay at the shelter. They each preferred a squat or abandoned house with other kids. There they would stay until they were routed by owners, police or, usually, other gangs.

Newt got a cot next to the wall and Max was next to him. Max considered his duty to protect Newt. Newt had grown as street wise as any adult and was always ready to exploit a situation. He had noticed one row down, a man reclining on a cot, staring at him. He was a good looking man but destitute like everyone else. Max hadn't noticed him and Newt didn't say a word. When he looked back, the man was still looking.

In a room full of men no one noticed the boy and the man watching each other. On separate cots, they faced each other, foot to foot. Max had already gone to sleep. Newt held his sweat shirt aloft in such a way that only the man could see Newt's naked body. spread legs and small vertical erection underneath his shirt. It was exciting to Newt that he held the man's attention so completely. He lifted his leg in the innocent act of having a scratch but he was in fact, displaying his butt hole. He teased the man by slipping his finger in and out of it. The man was concealing his own erection and was nursing it along in a lust play that he was now engaged in with the strange boy in the opposite cot. Newt pulled his arm inside his shirt so he could jerk off unobserved by anyone except the man. The drama between them went on for some time until he saw the man strain his neck and shake in a repressed rhythm. Newt knew that the man must have cum in his pants. He thought about it and wondered what it would taste like. Newt had his own orgasm. It didn't produce any fluid at all.

Raif

Murder in the street was a frequent occurrence and if you had any little thing of value, your life was in danger. Every day was like the last, scrounging for food or pulling off scams to survive. You had to team up or join a gang or risk kidnapping slavery or casual murder. Max looked out for Newt and Newt was always Max's second set of eyes. This was their life and Max and Newt were used to it and in spite of their profound poverty, they were basically happy.

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 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 that 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 bunch of 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 shot 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 over-sized 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, 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.

He 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 supply 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.

To be continued

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