12-31-18, 08:17 PM
(This post was last modified: 1-2-19, 12:10 AM by child beater 9k. Edited 3 times in total.)
The year is 2026. The world has fallen into chaos and ruin after an unexplained world-wide EMP blast knocked out all technology, plunging the world into a second dark age. Factions banded together to recreate some semblance of civilization, but outside these bastions of society, roving bands of outlaws pillaged and raped all who ventured into their territory. Bitter rivalries formed between warlords, and the struggle for control over the few remaining resources was fierce.
In a bunker, isolated in the mountains, the few survivors from LFG eek out a meager existence. Their post society religion surrounding @The Overlord allowed them to band together where other groups fell apart. Through the flickering light of an oil lamp, @Momentum could just make out the hallway in front of him. Lining either side were solid metal doors, separating each of the members into their own living spaces. The evening ritual sacrifice and subsequent dinner had just finished, and everyone was huddled in their rooms trying to get some much needed shuteye. @Momentum, on the other hand, was on a mission. He had seen the look @The Shingler had given him at dinner, and knew he wouldn’t be sleeping much tonight.
After a short walk, he arrived at door number 235; @The Shingler’s room. He knocked 3 times, waited, then knocked another 2 times. After a brief pause, @Momentum heard the clang of the metal locking mechanism, and slowly pushed the door open. He could smell the dank aroma of musk and semen in the air as he stepped inside, it overpowered his senses, and he felt his member perk up. The inside of the room was cluttered with various books, manga, and posters (the only remnants of past culture left unaffected by the EMP), and small bunk each resident was provided with was pushed into the corner.
A single oil lamp hanging from the ceiling illuminated the sparsely dressed figure of @The Shingler spread out on the bed. He was wearing his Sans cosplay, but with holes cut in strategic locations so as to show off his erotic body. He obviously couldn't wait for @Momentum to arrive, and had been playing with himself while he waited, which explained the smell. His eyes were filled with a lustful longing, and @Momentum was more than willing to reciprocate.
Closing the door behind him, @Momentum slowly undressed and re-adjusted his but-plug, pulling out his cock, which had already grown hard in anticipation. @The Shingler wordlessly turned around, stroking his own, and presenting himself. @Momentum wasted no time, plunging himself into @The Shingler’s willing boipussy with an animalistic growl. He pumped his dick in and out at a rapid pace, no longer holding back his desire. @The Shingler’s moaned in pleasure, and let out soft cries as he was thoroughly ravaged by @Momentum’s throbbing rod. Soon, he couldn’t hold back any longer, and with a cry of pleasure he let out a thick stream of cum onto his bedding. @Momentum, seeing his partner under twitching and moaning, felt his own pleasure rising up, and plunged himself deep into @The Shingler’s quivering boipussy, filling him to the brim with his love juice.
They both lay back on the bed, gasping, with sweat dripping down their faces. They lay there for a short while, @Momentum holding @The Shingler in his arms, and they were happy. In this mess of a world they lived in, at least they could find happiness in their passion and love for one another. With a gentle smile on their faces, they slowly drifted off to sleep, both dreaming of a better future, together.