Date: Sun, 20 Mar 2011 20:03:29 -0600
From: Brian Suddards <suddar40@telus.net>
Subject: God is not so Great 5

This story deals with sex between males. It is also fiction. If under the
laws of your State or Province you are under the age of Consent you should
leave this site now.

Part Five.

The next morning I had everyone move all our equipment and other stuff down
to the pit we had been putting the loose rock into. Then I took Paul and
Bernie back. I had Paul fully load all the holes he had drilled for the
next blast. No half sticks this time. I told him use as much forcite as he
could stuff in the drill holes. Bernie and I started to set claymores. As I
told him each place to put them he would fix them in position and then I
would arm them and set up trips wires. We worked our way right around our
camp.

Going back to the cave, Bernie watched as I rigged a couple of grenades in
upside down cans, placing them on the shelves. While I was setting up a
charge of C4 in a gallon can in the old fire pit, I sent Bernie to get me
two of the posters I had, had printed. Going to add some insult to the
injuries.  Paul told me he was done as Bernie came back. I set a small C4
charge on one of the center holes in the stone. After attaching a
detonator, I carefully attached one of the posters to the stone wall. The
pull on the detonator was attached to the poster. When they ripped down the
poster and I was pretty sure some one would rip it down, the detonator
would go off. The plastic charge would set off all the forcite, hopefully
bringing down the whole fucking cliff.

Going back out into the main room, both boys watched as I filled the one
gallon can with nails. I told them to get out and then gently pulled the
detonator wire from the can and back over to our door. Fixing it to inside
I gently closed the door. I then attached the other poster to the outside
of the door.

"When they pull that door open the charge in the fire pit will go off."

I scattered several grenades in cans around the camp. Just grenades with
the pins pulled and slipped into the cans. Anyone disturbing them would
make the grenade fall out and boom. More dead Proctors. It took almost half
a day to rig the camp. I then lead my small army away from our camp.

It hadn't rained in River City for over a month. It picked this afternoon
to start to rain. With no rain gear we were one wet group of rag tag boy
soldiers, I led them down to the river. The place I picked to cross was at
one time the location of a ferry. Long since gone. The pilings for the dock
were still visible and the water was only waist deep. Well waist deep on me
but almost shoulder height on some of the boys. Bernie especially. We
helped each other across and then Steve led us to the cave. It was already
getting dark and you could see the work lights of the crews working at the
downed bridge. They were about ¾ of a mile up stream.

The cave itself was not bad. We had to crawl inside, but once in it opened
into a fair sized room. More than enough for us all. Everyone was soaked
and cold. I had them strip off the wet pants and shirts. Then everyone just
cuddled together for warmth. The fatigues would be dry in a few hours. Made
for an interesting night. The rain continued for the next two days,
sometimes so heavy you couldn't see 20 ft. It did one good thing, it washed
away all traces of our movements. We used up a fair portion of our redi-hot
meals.

The sun came out the third day of forced imprisonment. Checking outside, I
found it was almost perfect. After concealing even the almost invisible
path to entrance, I set up two OP's. One looked down river, the other up
stream. Both had a good clear sight of both the river and any paths leading
up or down stream. They could also observe the park on the other side. The
cave we were in was higher up than the park opposite.

It was kind of distracting inside. Everyone just opted for undershorts and
t-shirts inside the cave. Lots of nice looking baskets to enjoy.

After I had sometime, I explored our new home a bit. I found several
smaller dugouts, that I figured had been washed out by water at some time
in the distant past. They would make ideal sleeping rooms or storage
places. I was surprised everyone was still upbeat about our situation. They
collectively decided I would get one of the small rooms for myself and my
too new lovers.

Gerald I saw was acting like a kid in a candy store. I am sure he had slept
with all the other guys and I really didn't care as long as there were no
arguments. He was I saw very versatile. Maybe you really could make a
straight kid gay. He sure seemed to be proving it.

Of course Gerald's antics just made Scott more unhappy. I had promised to
break his cherry, but until now I had, had no time. Laying side by side
with Bernie on one side and Scott on the other, finally brought it to a
head so to speak. My head, his ass.

"JW, you promised. Please." He said.

"Okay love if that is what you want. Don't tell me in the morning I didn't
warn you."

"I promise too." He smiled.

"Be right back." I crawled out of my little nest and talked to Kelly.

"Hey bud, got any KY left?"

"Finally going to make Scott happy? About time JW, he's been moping around
here since we got here and I guess it doesn't help that Gerald wants to be
in every ones bed."

"Well I warned it was going to hurt, but he's insistent."  "JW, I really
don't think you know. Scott said you could fuck him a fence post, all he
cares about is been like Bernie."

Kelly handed me the tube of KY and I headed back to my cubby hole
bedroom. Bernie had Scott laying on his back on the bed. Steven was rock
hard. I think Bernie had been working on him. Seeing Scott in this position
really turned me on. Scott really was a good looking boy, the only reason I
had been reluctant to fuck the kid was what his Father would think of me
later. But that part was pretty much in the lost sector of my brain as
Scott pulled his legs back. I removed my shorts and kneeled between his
legs.

"When I start to enter you Scott, Push like you want to shit." I wasn't
even going to loosen him first.

I lathered my cock with KY and then his cute butt hole. Even pushing head
of tube into his ass to squirt some inside. I put my cock head right at his
tight hole. Grabbing his thighs, I pushed. His eyes opened very wide and
closed tightly. I pushed again. His mouth opened to scream and Bernie
clamped a hand over his mouth. I backed a bit and rammed again. Damn he was
tight, my cock only went in maybe an inch. I repeated again. Each time the
muffled scream escaped his lips. He tried to scramble back, but my hold on
his thighs, prevented him from escaping my onslaught. I pulled back until
just the head of my cock was inside. I could feel his muscles moving inside
his ass. As I felt them loosen just a bit, I rammed with all my
strength. My cock forced it's way to the top of his canal. His whole body
just relaxed. I thought he had passed out. His eyes popped open. I mixed
moan groan escaped his lips. Damn the inside of his ass was hot. I started
to slowly fuck him. As I pulled back he moaned and groaned as I pushed
in. As I speeded up the groans continued. AS I got close to blowing, I
warmed Scott I was going to come. I pushed deep into him and unloaded. I
wished I could do him again, but I felt my cock wilt. When I pulled out his
tight hole almost didn't want me to leave, it gripped my cock as exited.

I sat back on my heels. I saw there was no blood on my cock, so I knew I
had not ripped his butt open. However my cock was covered in his shit and
my cumm.

"You want it again Scott, you are going to have to suck me until I'm hard."

"I will." Bernie said.

"No Bernie, if Scott wants me to fuck him again, he has to get me up."

Scott laid still for about a half minute and then crawled around and went
down on my cock. As soon as his lips clamped down on my cock he tried to
back off. I held his head.

"It's your shit, suck me clean and get me hard Scott." I said.

He just went at it like a pro. Damn he was turning out to be a real good
cock sucker too. Not much difference between him or Bernie. Very soon I was
hard again. This time he turned onto his knees and stuck his butt in the
air. Doggy style I thought, that's cool. I just mounted him again. This
time there were very few groans of pain as I pumped in and out of his
ass. He even started to move with me. Almost like this was not just his
second cock. If I didn't know better I could have sworn this kid had been
fucked lots of times. By the time I came the second time he was moaning
pure pleasure. After I pulled out he never even hesitated, but was on my
cock almost before I was back on my heels.

After cleaning me up he sucked Bernie off and then just laid back. Bernie
finally sucked Scott off as I watched, Sleep was easy after that.

I learned very quickly, that it was not love that Scott had wanted from
me. Bernie loved me, but Steve was only interested in one thing my cock or
anyone else's cock. It was almost a contest to see who him or Gerald could
fuck or suck the most. That at least relieved the pressure on me and the
other guys never really cared. Maybe Scott and Gerald would finally settle
down together as a couple, although I really doubted it. Both seemed to be
nymphomaniacs.

With Scott now satisfied by my cock, I could get down to planning my next
move. Biggest problem now was that firing the M14 in downtown would bring
Proctors and Police out of the woodwork. I needed a sound suppressor for
the sniper rifle. The Gunny had not included one in the case. Gerald's
Father owned Cameron Steel. I knew he had an excellent machine shop. If I
could into his plant I could manufacture one myself, but getting to his
plant and then inside was going to be the problem. I had Gerald show me the
exact location on the city map. Most of the guys helped me locate police
stations, Government building and most important the Bishops residence. He
was target number one.

Most of the rescue was complete on the downed bridge. All they were doing
now was cleaning up the mess. All that work was being done in daytime. The
nights were quiet. Daytime observations told me the God's Army had arrived
and were making tentative forays into the valley. Nothing in force, but I
knew that would come soon. Time to get to work.

Before I headed out again, I really wanted to scout this side of the
river. I took Bernie, Scott and Brian out early one evening and headed down
stream. We moved very slowly and quietly. Through the night scope I could
see lots of activity on the far shore in the park, but nothing moved on
this side. The steep banks along this side made the Proctors figure I would
not even consider it as a hiding place. Although there were lots of trees
and underbrush, we still had to be careful moving. We scouted about two
miles down stream and up stream to the site of the downed bridge. Nothing
moved on our side. I left all three boys and climbed to the top of the
river valley to have a look into the city. It looked like a normal night as
you would find in any small city. A few people out, restaurants open and
not many proctors moving around. Maybe I had killed the majority of them
already.

I slipped back down and took the guys back to our cave. I had just got back
inside when there was a massive bang. I crawled out and looked across the
river. The area around where our cave was now lit up with a few fires. They
had found our cave.

By now all my guys were outside as we watched.

A few minutes later there were two distinct explosions. I knew those were
from our home made claymores. They were followed by a barrage of small arms
fire. Who the fuck were they firing at. The barrage was followed by a
barrage of fire from the other side. Jesus they were firing at each
other. Two more bangs told two more claymores had gone off. Those two
explosions almost stopped the firing.

Things got quiet after that, so I sent my guys to bed, after relieving the
outside guard.

I took the first watch with Bernie. We just cuddled together and kept
watch.

About midnight Paul and When came out. They were sharing a redi-hot coffee.

"Midnight JW, we'll take over until two."

"Okay guys, wake Kelly and Simon when it gets close."

"Got it, see you in the morning."

Bernie wanted me to fuck him, so I did. Loved to screw his nice bottom. He
never had a problem with sucking me after I fucked him. I sucked him off as
he sucked my cock. I fell asleep right after he came. Waking up I had his
cute cock right in my nose. Without hesitation I just slipped it into my
mouth. It sure didn't take him long to come fully awake and I enjoyed his
hot mouth on my cock. After we both got off, I knew we would have to bathe
pretty soon. We were both getting pretty rank and I figured the other guys
would be too.

Thinking about both things we needed to do, I thought we might try to kill
two birds with one stone. Cameron Steel had a big shower room. So I take
all my young troops when I go to make the suppressor. While I worked on the
suppressor, they could have hot showers. Gerald figured he could lead us
there, through the old city. The old city was almost deserted now, just a
few hold outs still living in the many condemned buildings. There were no
street lights and for the most part only criminals or the homeless could be
found. Very few police patrols travelled the area.

What it meant was we would have to travel up stream about three miles. That
also meant going past the wreckage of the bridge and the possibility of
proctor patrols or guards. If I had to take any of them out, it would mean
we might not be able to make it back to our cave.

Thinking about that brought another idea to mind. Maybe we should just
abandon the river valley all together. The Proctor Army when they didn't
find us on the park side would probably search this side too. If they found
no trace of us maybe they would figure we just left. That would definitely
take the heat off. I was pretty sure there would no love lost between the
residents of the old City and the proctors or police. We could hole up in
one of the old buildings.

That was the plan I put to my guys the next morning. We would abandon
valley all together and move into the old city. There was a lot of talk
among the guys. I just let them talk. Finally Brian came over to me as I
cleaned my M14.

"JW, can we talk?"

"Sure Brian, what's on your mind?"

"Well we all decided that what ever you say goes. No matter what. We know
we would not have survived in the Valley alone. I guess what I am trying to
really say is, we want you to more than just our leader."

"What are you saying Brian?"

"Well I guess it's kind of hard to explain. We all know that Bernie is your
boy. But I guess we want what he has. I mean I have screwed Steven and
Gerald. I guess we all have, but what I really want is to sleep with you
JW. We all do. I want to feel what Bernie does. I want to be more than just
another boy with you. I want you JW."

"Boyfriend not big enough Brian?" I chuckled.

"It's not that. It's oh shit. I don't know. JW, we want you to control
us. I guess we want you to be more than just our leader. Anyone of us would
gladly bend over for you or even suck you off without a thought. I guess we
all kind of love you JW."

Well that wasn't really a revelation to me. I had seen how they all looked
at me. Could I be more than just an ex-Seal bent on killing or could I be
more of a master to these boys. Boys they really were even if most were
well over 18.

Brian almost swooned when I reached down and gripped his very hard cock in
his fatigues.

"Okay Brian, get your pants off. I'll take you now."

Almost instantly Brian stripped. I grabbed his hand and led him into the
bigger cave. All the guys were sitting talking. They went silent as I led
Brian in nude. I pushed him to the floor and lifted his legs to my
shoulders. I undid my pants and pulled down my shorts. I think they all
sighed when I just entered Brian. I fucked Brian in fast hard strokes. He
met every push and even pushed to meet my thrusts. It did not take long
before I unloaded into him. To make them realize what they were asking I
just pulled out and pushed him off me. I pulled up my shorts and then my
pants.

"Get everything packed. We are moving tomorrow night. Listen guys, if you
want to sleep with me just ask okay. I really don't want total control over
you all.

I grabbed Bernie and moved out of the cave.

"Wow JW. You really reamed him."

"Are you part of this love?"

"Well I guess sort of. I mean I told them they would probably have to lower
themselves to your control over everything if they wanted you to screw
them."

"How do you feel about me fucking them all Bernie?"

"Do they get to fuck me JW?"

"No. I'm the only one that gets that pleasure love."

"Then I am okay with you doing anything you want JW."

Bernie leaned over and kissed me. I pulled him tight to me.

"JW, I think you should make them sleep around too."

"You really think they would go for that too."

"JW, they would do anything to please you. I know they have all screwed
Gerald and Scott. I think they should have to do it to each other."

"You mean break up the partners?"

"Yeah."

"Well its an idea, but I think I will wait until we are out of the valley."

The next morning we watched as the Proctor Army went almost nuts searching
the park. They obviously found our other traps the hard way. There were
also a few more bangs in the area of our old camp. We still had not heard
the big bang from the forcite we had planted. They might just be a little
leery about walking inside our cave home.

Making sure we had left nothing for the proctors to find we moved out of
our second hide very late the next night. After scouting the bridge, I
found no guards or anyone else. A weird smell was in the air around the
downed bridge. When said it smelled like rotting meat. I figured they had
yet to recover all the bodies. We travelled about three miles up stream
until I finally moved up close to the top of the river bank. The dark
shapes of old city greeted us. There were no street lights and no movement
in the night scope.

I wondered if the Proctor Army had the same night scope I was using. If
they did and were sitting waiting we were about to walk into hell.

Gerald said that the first few building were not inhabited at all. The
police and Proctors checked them almost daily in the daylight. Even in
daylight the police avoided going to far into the old city. Well we were
going to go along way into the old city. I wanted to be as close to the
industrial section as I could get.

Just as I started to move, A flash of lightning and the boom of thunder
echoed over the city. The rain started immediately. An omen or god send. I
wasn't sure. It did cover us as we moved out of the river valley and into
the old city. Moving in single file we made good time toward the lights of
the industrial district. Gerald stopped me and pointed to an old six story
walk up.

"That's a good one JW. Most of the street people stay closer to the
middle."

We approached the old brick building. Finding a barred door, I left my crew
and checked out all around the building. The back door had been removed,
but from the looks of it, it may have just fallen in from neglect. I
grabbed my boys and moved them inside. I fixed the door back in place and
then moved as quietly as possible up to the top level. Finding a big two
bed room overlooking the industrial area I picked it for us. We covered all
the windows, not that you could seem much out of them anyway, everything
was so dirty. Rather than have them bed down inside the suite I had them
set up in the hall. I told them just to find a spot and get some rest.

 "Will you fuck me now?"

"Sure Baby." I pushed him onto his back.

His moan of pure pleasure as I entered him was almost overwhelmed in my
mind by the body odor I smelled. Damn we all needed a bath. I fucked his
brains out even as I was almost getting sick from the smell. After I came
he dropped and quickly sucked my cock, but even he was looking a little
green when he was done.

I think they were all feeling the same way. I took Gerald to the roof of
our temporary home.

"Show me your Fathers place."

When he pointed it out I was astounded at how huge the place was. It
covered several blocks.

"That part closest to us JW is the pipe yard. The actual main building is
in the far corner."

The whole place was lit up like day. How was I ever going to get my 10 guys
inside was beyond me at the moment. Even as I thought about it, Gerald
spoke up.

"Maybe I could call my Dad for help."

"You mean phone him? How the fuck do we do that? I didn't see even one call
box anywhere in this area."

"There's one just by that back gate." Gerald said.

"Okay, got any coins?"

"Well, I know how to get him without using coins. The guys at school taught
me how to do it."

"Okay, lets go."

We went back down and I told the guys what was up. I took Gerald and Brian
with me. I told everyone else to just wait for us. If I didn't come back,
they were to head for Big Joes farm and get out. I said I would be back in
three hours, after that guys get out."

Getting to edge of Old Town was easy. No street lights and nothing
moving. Just 25 meters from the back gate stood a lighted phone
booth. Problem was street lights also illuminated the street here in both
directions.

"How long are you going to need Gerald?"

"Maybe five minutes or less."

There was no traffic in either direction.

"Okay go for it. Brian watch our back."

Gerald ran a cross the street and into the phone booth. He closed the door
and I saw him fiddling with the phone.

"Vehicle coming." Brian Said.

I watched the two headlights come down the street. It was really moving. It
sped by the phone booth and I thought they had not noticed someone in the
booth. I was wrong, it came to a screeching halt about half a block
down. Damn. I watched as it looked like the two guys in the Jeep were
arguing. Finally it swung a U-turn and headed back up to the phone
booth. It stopped with its lights on the booth. Gerald was like a deer in
the headlights.  "Well what do we have here?" I heard from one of the men
as he climbed out of the Jeep.

"Stay." I whispered to Brian and headed across the street.

The two Proctors had all their attention focused on Gerald standing in the
phone booth. I slipped across the street and up behind the one just getting
out of the Jeep. I don't think he even knew he was dead before I broke his
neck. That brought the other around very fast. Even as he reached for his
sidearm, he gasped and then blood gushed from his mouth. I ran forward to
attack him as Gerald stepped from the booth and stabbed the guy again. I
just stood as the guy without a word slipped to the pavement. Gerald
stepped back, a bloody bayonet in his hand. He turned and threw up on the
ground.

Now what? Fuck, without even thinking I grabbed the first guy and pushed
him into the back of the open Jeep.

"Give me a hand Gerald." Together we got the second guy into the Jeep.

"Get in." I ordered Gerald and then drove the Jeep into the old city.

I stopped and Brian ran up.

"Fuck you really did him Gerald." He said.

Gerald still looked real sick. But Brian was right, Gerald had killed just
like he was born to it. I know he regretted what he had done, but I knew I
could probably count on him again.

"Well, what did you find out? Will your Dad help us or not?"

"He said he would make sure the back gate is open and that no one is
working tomorrow night. The office will be left open too. He said he would
be there all night waiting tomorrow."

"Good. Now all we have to do is dispose of this trash."

That proved pretty easy. We stashed the Jeep and the two bodies in an
abandoned garage. We took their weapons and ID and left them for the street
people to find. Back at our hideout I thanked Gerald for his help. He cried
on my shoulder for a bit and then thanked me.

"You did real good Gerald. Real good."

The next day was pretty quiet. We saw no patrols at all and I wasn't even
sure if the two Proctors were even missed. There was a lot of traffic on
the main road next to Cameron Steel, but it looked like mostly civilian
type of traffic. As soon as night fell and it was quite dark I moved my
guys to alley across from the gate. God I hoped Steve had left the back
gate open or this might be a world of shit if anyone came down the road.

Just as I was going to sprint across to the gate, there was distant boom
far off in the city. A few seconds later the lights went off up and down
the street and all over the steel yard.  Someone had blown up a major power
station. Be fore I could move again several vehicles went screaming by the
on the road. They never even slowed down.

"Lets go." I said to everyone.

"We sprinted across to the gate and I almost fainted the gate opened as we
approached.

Steven ushered us inside and closed and locked the gate. As he turned
Gerald ran into his arms. I watched Father and Son embrace. His father
stepped back.

"Good to see you son, but you sure need a shower." He turned and shook my
hand.

"This way JW. Follow me."

He led us into the offices and then into the main shop. Off one side were
huge showers and washroom facilities.

"There's towels in that cupboard."

All the guys quickly stripped. They were almost in a party mood as they
enjoyed their first hot shower in probably a very long time. I stripped
slowly and then joined them. Steve just watched. After getting really clean
I rinsed my fatigues and told the guys to do the same. They would dry real
quick inside the building. With just towel wrapped around my middle Steve
showed me the machine shop.

"You should find everything you need here. Come and see me when your
ready." He turned and walked into an office and closed the door.

I found the guys playing grab ass and pretty much just enjoying the freedom
of hot water and real soap. I told them to finish up and make sure they
rinsed everything out. Gerald was still acting strange. I walked over to
him.

When I got close he grabbed me and cried into my chest.

"What's wrong Son?" I asked.

"My dad will never understand what I am now."

"What do you think you are now Gerald?"

"A faggot and a killer."  "I think you may be wrong on both counts
Gerald. First off I think he probably knew you were Gay already. Second,
you killed that man to save my life. I take that personally to heart
Son. You only did what you had to do. If you want I can come with you if
you want to tell him. I already know he loves you."

"Thanks JW, but I think I need to do this myself."

"Okay Gerald."

Gerald took off to see his Dad, while I checked for the metal stock I
needed. I found a piece of Steel rod, long enough to be perfect. I took it
and set up the big lathe. I wasn't going to work in just a towel so went
back and slipped on my damp trousers and shirt. Then I spotted coveralls,
so I changed again. No use getting cutting oil all over my fatigues.

It took me almost four hours to manufacture the suppressor. It wouldn't
kill all the noise, but would make it very difficult to tell where the
shots were coming from. It would also eliminate the flash at night. After
threading the barrel of the rifle I threaded it onto the end. Fuck it added
about three pounds to the weight. I would definitely need the bi-pod to
help steady it.

Steve came out with his arm around his Son. From the looks of both, they
had been crying.

"Everything okay with you two?"

"Yeah JW, were good. You were right." Gerald said.

"JW, there are a couple of things I want to show you and then I really need
to talk to alone." Steve said.

"Okay, lets start with what you want to show me."

He led me over to one corner of the huge shop. What we came too looked the
entrance to a vault. The door was about 7 feet high and at least five
across.

"Back when everyone was worried about the Russians attacking, my granddad
had this built for the employees and families. I've kept it up to snuff and
after the Proctors took control restocked it in case I needed to pull my
family out. Well with my wife dead now and just Gerald, I figured you guys
could use as a place to hide out."

He spun the big wheel in the center and I was very surprised as the huge
door opened so easily.

"When it's closed on the inside, this wheel won't open the door."

When we walked in he hit a switch on the wall and a few seconds later the
lights came on. I saw the door was almost two feet thick of solid steel. WE
entered and he led me down a set of stairs to another more ordinary door. I
was shocked when we walked in. Tiered bunks lined one wall. Tables and
lockers lined the other. There had to be room for over 50 inside the big
room. He just walked on as I looked. We came to a full size dinning room
and huge kitchen. Walk in fridges and freezers covered one wall. Going
further, there were lounges, a big library, washrooms, showers and a huge
storage room. The Storage was stacked with boxes almost to the ceiling. He
led to another door and inside was obviously some kind of control room. CRT
monitors covered one wall and several computer stations were lined up.

"This place is huge. Your Grandfather was something else." I said.

"Well my Dad added this and I upgraded all the screens and computers. The
fridges and freezers are all stocked and it even has an internal power
plant."

"What about another way out? I don't think I want to exit through the
workshop."

"Yes." He laughed.

What he led me too was an underground sewage pipe, connected by another
very thick door.

"This is the storm run off drain. Normally it's bone dry. The rain over the
last few days has made it wet as you can see. The door is waterproof,
Sometime we have had water so deep in here it could flood the whole
shelter."

"I suppose you have maps of where this drain comes out?"

"Yeah JW, everything you need is in the control room. What do you think?
Want to move in here?"

Damn straight Steve. This perfect; I need to go back out and collect all
our gear, but this is perfect."

"Good, Gerald, go collect the others and bring them here. You don't need to
worry about exhaust fumes, my granddad connected the exhaust stacks to the
one in the plant."

We headed back up, Steve took me to his office. He mixed us a drink and sat
down.

What ever was on Steve's mind was weighing heavily on him.

"What's the matter Steve?"

"The Mayor arrested and executed Big Jim. He had fired him and replaced him
with one of his cronies. When Big Jim confronted him over it, he called the
Mayor all kinds of stuff I heard including faggot cocksucker. The Mayor had
him taken outside and strung up to a lamp post. I heard about it and
grabbed his two boys before the Proctors got to his house. He has also been
clearing all of Big Jim's friend from the police force. Some escaped, but
some were also arrested and hanged. JW, I have something real hard to ask
you. I have about 20 of their kids in hiding. I want you to take them
all. We can't get them to the farm. I can get them here, but then what. If
my Son had not talked to me, I was going to put them in the shelter."

"Jesus Steve, I'm a soldier not a nurse maid."

"JW, the youngest is fifteen. What's worse is that there will probably be
more. The Proctors are forcing all boys and girls into uniform. All boys
over fifteen are being forced into the Proctors Army. For the most part
they are using them for fodder or playthings."

"Those boys you saved when you took the bridge down were the lucky ones. By
the way you killed almost two hundred Proctors when that bridge dropped."

"Fuck them."

"Joe still has his connections intact, but now we have to get anyone well
outside the city. The other side of the river is occupied by the Proctor
Army the Governor sent here. That Army has a real hate on for you. They
know now who you are and have placed a bounty on your head dead or alive."

"Well I can tell you it's going to cost them to collect."

"So JW, will you take the boys?"

"Of course I will Steve. My problem is going to be the guys I have
now. Their all gay and I'm sure they are going to interested in any boys
brought in with more than just to get to know them."

"Well I kind of figured that JW. I knew Gerald was gay a long time ago,
probably as he entered puberty. Thank you JW, for him. He told me what you
did and also told me he loves you. I guess that is why I'm happy for
him. He really was broken up over the death of that Proctor until I told
him I would have done the same thing."

"Well I think we better get everyone inside that shelter and lock it
up. It's almost dawn. We'll pick up our stuff tonight. By the way what
happened last night? Who blew the power station?"

"Well your not exactly alone in this JW. There are other ex-soldiers in our
police force and fire department. They took care of the substation last
night, but I think they will have to be more careful from now on. Big Jim
brought back almost a ton of plastic. Most of it, except what he gave you
is hidden away."

"So what's happening outside California? What about the Marine and
Army. The US Government can't be just idly standing by as one of the
biggest States in the Union secede."

"Well except for pulling all the federal forces back into their two main
bases nothing yet. The President is in a bind. Several of the old Southern
States have also threatened the same thing. He is pussy footing around
right now, hoping the people will revolt. Problem is the Governor's Proctor
Army is using very brutal tactics to keep everyone in line. It's more like
Nazi Germany than California now."

"Time to make the paper pushed pay and pay dearly."

"Well lets get everyone inside for today. I'll be bring the other boys in
from the sewer later today."

"Okay Steve."

We went to the entrance and I closed the door behind me and locked it. I
saw the dogs used to lock it closed from the inside and set them all.

I went down and explained what was happening to all my guys. I also told
them to take it easy on the boys coming in later. Not all would be gay and
in fact none of them could be. They may have already been abused by the
Proctors, but that did not mean they were queer now. The guys promised me
to just make them feel at home. I headed for the Command Center. I powered
everything up and was very surprised that cameras covered all entrances to
the Steel Yard and also several inside and out. Once we had all my
equipment I could start taking on the Mayor and his so called Proctor Army.

I found another room off the command center. It had a small bar and a big
bed, plus bathroom and shower. I took it to be my own quarters.

Once I had all the boys here I could man the control center 24 hours a
day. That would give them something to do. As I was thinking Bernie and
Gerald came in. I pulled Bernie close and kissed him. I then pulled Gerald
close to and kissed him. Bernie then kissed Gerald.

"JW, Gerald told me he loves you. I can share you with him."

"So I guess I'll have you both in bed from now on." I chuckled.

"Well if you want to be alone, I can sleep in the other room." Bernie said.

"No Bernie. We all sleep together or none of us do."

"Cool." Bernie said.

Both boys were hard.

"So which one of you do I suck and which one is going to fuck me?"

I knew both boys were versatile, Both had probably been fucked by everyone
else and had fucked everyone. I think both boys figured I was just a
top. Well they were both wrong, it was just that I hadn't found anyone I
wanted to fuck me. Now I had two lovers and would let both fuck me.

"You loved Bernie first so he should go first." Gerald said.

"I hope I will feel you too Gerald." Bernie said.

Gerald was almost in tears as he hugged Bernie.

"Well guys lets go to bed for a few hours. The other guys will be arriving
this afternoon and we have another long night ahead of us."

Once we were nude in my suite, Bernie fucked me doggy style as I sucked
Gerald. Gerald came almost at once, but I kept sucking him as Bernie rabbit
fucked my ass. He wasn't that big, but it felt great to finally have a cock
in my ass. Bernie yelled as he came inside me and Gerald unloaded a second
sweet load into my mouth. We just cuddled close together to sleep.

TBC
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