{"id":3754,"date":"2020-04-26T18:02:37","date_gmt":"2020-04-26T22:02:37","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.beydeckard.com\/blog\/?p=3754"},"modified":"2022-07-23T10:50:38","modified_gmt":"2022-07-23T14:50:38","slug":"the-wanderer-part-fourteen","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-fourteen\/","title":{"rendered":"The Wanderer &#8211; Part Fourteen"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p><em>Author\u2019s Note:<br>This is an unedited, ongoing serial that will  eventually be published in novel form. Plot\/characters\/elements are  subject to change as it is being written. It\u2019s currently in 1st  person\/present tense, but I may change it to past tense, excluding the first chapter which will act as an intro. <strong>Read at your own discretion and take note of story tags below<\/strong>.<\/em><br><br><strong>Genre:<\/strong> Post-Apocalyptic sci-fi <br><strong>Tags: <\/strong>prostitution, graphic sex, large age gap, violence, theft, drug\/alcohol abuse, depression, rape, gang rape, cannibalism, murder, incest, child\/infant death and abuse, general abuse, (more to be added as the story goes)<\/p>\n\n\n<ul id=\"menu-wanderer\" class=\"menu\"><li id=\"menu-item-4605\" class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4605\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-1\/\">Part One<\/a><\/li>\n<li id=\"menu-item-4606\" class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4606\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-two\/\">Part Two<\/a><\/li>\n<li id=\"menu-item-4607\" class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4607\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-three\/\">Part Three<\/a><\/li>\n<li id=\"menu-item-4608\" class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4608\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-four\/\">Part Four<\/a><\/li>\n<li id=\"menu-item-4609\" class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4609\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-five\/\">Part Five<\/a><\/li>\n<li id=\"menu-item-4610\" class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4610\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-six\/\">Part Six<\/a><\/li>\n<li id=\"menu-item-4611\" class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4611\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-seven\/\">Part Seven<\/a><\/li>\n<li id=\"menu-item-4612\" class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4612\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-eight\/\">Part Eight<\/a><\/li>\n<li id=\"menu-item-4613\" class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4613\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-nine\/\">Part Nine<\/a><\/li>\n<li id=\"menu-item-4614\" class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4614\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-ten\/\">Part Ten<\/a><\/li>\n<li id=\"menu-item-4615\" class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4615\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-eleven\/\">Part Eleven<\/a><\/li>\n<li id=\"menu-item-4616\" class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4616\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-twelve\/\">Part Twelve<\/a><\/li>\n<li id=\"menu-item-4617\" class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4617\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-thirteen\/\">Part Thirteen<\/a><\/li>\n<li id=\"menu-item-4618\" class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4618\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-fourteen\/\">Part Fourteen<\/a><\/li>\n<li id=\"menu-item-4619\" class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4619\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-fifteen\/\">Part Fifteen<\/a><\/li>\n<li id=\"menu-item-4620\" class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4620\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-sixteen\/\">Part Sixteen<\/a><\/li>\n<\/ul>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-css-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n\n<p>Apple is no longer straddling my lap\u2014we\u2019re sitting side by side on the bed watching Pytre as he slowly undresses in front of us. He\u2019s keeping his eyes averted and his cheeks are so red they\u2019re almost burgundy. After painstakingly folding his shirt, he places it on the other bed and starts on his pants. Apple lets out an impatient sigh as Pytre fumbles with his belt buckle, but I shoot the naked young man at my side a warning glare.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cReally\u2026 you don\u2019t have to do this,\u201d I say to Pytre when I see how hard his hands are shaking. Pytre just lifts a pale, freckled shoulder, the corner of his lips twitching up in a nervous smile. \u201cI\u2019ve been naked in front of other Rimers thousands of times,\u201d he says, pulling his pants off one leg at a time. \u201cThis isn\u2019t so different.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>But it is.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>His pants get the same careful treatment as his shirt, and then Pytre is standing before us in only a pair of short grey boxers. He folds his arms over his chest for a moment, looking up at the ceiling like he\u2019s looking for guidance from Rime himself, then he takes a deep breath and pulls down his underwear.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cFinally,\u201d Apple says and I elbow him in the side, but he ignores me and crawls forward on the mattress to get a better look.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I\u2019m not sure what I was expecting\u2014Pytre\u2019s the only eunuch I\u2019ve ever seen naked\u2014but it\u2019s not\u2026 <em>this<\/em>. What Pytre has looks like a second belly button, the kind that protrudes a little, surrounded by a short orange growth of pubic hair. I suppose I assumed there would be ugly scarring, something befitting this sort of mutilation, but Pytre\u2019s genitalia\u2014or lack thereof\u2014is as neat and tidy as he is. I lift my eyes and see that he\u2019s staring at me, his chin slightly lifted, like a challenge.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Meanwhile, Apple is peering closely at Pytre\u2019s groin and tapping his lips with his forefinger, his brow furrowed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThat is a <em>very<\/em> professional job,\u201d he announces. \u201cI\u2019ve been with a few Disciples of Rime,\u201d he says, looking over his shoulder at me with a grin. \u201cMaybe more than a few.\u201d Apple turns back to Pytre and smiles up at him. \u201cBut this is the nicest work I\u2019ve seen.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Pytre frowns, obviously uncomfortable with the close scrutiny and uncertain about the compliment.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cHow young were you?\u201d asks Apple.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI don\u2019t honestly know. I don\u2019t remember what was there before so I must have been very young,\u201d Pytre replies, glancing at me again. I think he\u2019s looking for reassurance, so I give him a sympathetic smile. But honestly, I feel all sorts of conflicted as I sit there with Pytre naked in front of me. I find his emasculation shocking\u2026 but then again\u2026 weirdly arousing. Also, I have so many questions, but unlike Apple, I don\u2019t want to pry.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cSo?\u201d Pytre says. I know he\u2019s talking to me\u2014the challenge in his tone is unmistakable.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cSo\u2026 come here.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I think this surprises him a little because his brows quirk up. Had he expected me to reject him? I\u2019m almost offended he would think me so shallow. He doesn\u2019t move.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cHow am I going to put my cock in you if you\u2019re way over there?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Apple snorts and Pytre\u2019s hazel eyes widen. I like the way his ribcage expands a few times quickly, his breath coming fast between parted lips. I think about the way he was when we met\u2014not so calm and serene are you now, <em>padre<\/em>? I grin and hold out my hand and Pytre steps forward to take it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>+++<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I feel like I\u2019m participating in some sort of weird ceremony, the way Apple is hovering over us. Pytre\u2019s on his back and I\u2019m kneeling between his legs, one hand priming my cock, the other gently stroking the inside of his thigh. He looks as anxious as I feel. I mean, this is downright fucking ridiculous if you think too much about it and I\u2019m trying not to do just that.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cHere,\u201d Apple says, drooling some lube from the bottle onto my dick. My little helper. I roll my eyes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThanks. I think I can take it from here.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Pytre\u2019s staring up at me, his expression unreadable. I should be kissing him or something but we somehow skipped ahead to the final act. I blame nerves and Apple\u2019s meddling.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cReady?\u201d I rise up a bit on my knees and point my cock at his pucker, positioning myself over him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Nodding, Pytre closes his eyes. He\u2019s holding his breath.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cBreathe.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cOk.\u201d He smiles faintly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I push the head of my cock against his hole and for a few anxious seconds I think I\u2019m just going to blow my load right then and there. He\u2019s wincing so I guess he\u2019s in pain\u2014he\u2019s so tense I\u2019m amazed I can get my dick into him at all. I give another little push, and I know this is right around the spot it usually hurts the most if you\u2019re not used to it or aren\u2019t prepared. He gasps and lets out a tiny squeal before grabbing my arms, his nails digging in.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cBreathe,\u201d I repeat.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cStop!\u201d His eyes are clenched shut and his teeth are bared. I\u2019m painfully aware how difficult this must be for him\u2026 and I can\u2019t stop thinking about those fucking cannibals\u2026 and I want throw in the towel, but then his brow smooths out and the muscles in his jaw relax, \u201cOk. I\u2019m ok. Go slow.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I dutifully ease in as gradually as I can, but it\u2019s driving me mad. He feels so good and the way his breath keeps hitching in his throat is making it hard to pace myself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cDoing ok?\u201d I ask to distract myself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Pytre nods, opening his eyes briefly to search mine before snapping shut again as I give into my lust a bit and slide in the last few inches in one motion. I pause again, taking the time to bend my elbows and press my lips to his. It\u2019s like kissing a live wire\u2014my insides go all gooey and I gasp as Pytre slips his tongue into my mouth. All right, this is going better than I expected. Then I feel something something hot and hard against my asshole.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201c<em>No<\/em>,\u201d I try to say but my mouth is slow to release Pytre\u2019s and now it\u2019s too late\u2014Apple\u2019s cock is inside me and I let out a timid little moan, anticipating the panic to hit me like a brick.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>But it doesn\u2019t. <em>Huh<\/em>.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Pytre\u2019s looking up at me, concerned.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cDid you just\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cNo,\u201d I say, my voice a bit unsteady. \u201cNot yet.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cHow\u2019s this?\u201d Apple asks, his hands at my hips as he begins to thrust.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cIt\u2019s, uh, good,\u201d I admit. Apple\u2019s motions are driving me deeper into Pytre, and I\u2019m definitely going to cum too soon, but I let Apple pick the pace anyway\u2014I\u2019ve never been on the receiving end for fun, only pay, and somehow that makes it feel <em>different<\/em>. Not necessarily great, but like I said\u2026 <em>good.<\/em> Helps that I\u2019m balls deep in Pytre while it\u2019s happening.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Pytre\u2019s brows are knitted again and I can tell he\u2019s in some discomfort\u2014he reaches up to take hold of my waist and encounters Apple\u2019s hands. His hazel eyes go wide with understanding.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cOh, I see,\u201d he says, his face flushed. I can almost see the gears going in his head\u2014is it just me or does he looked turned on by what\u2019s happening?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Apple starts going a bit faster and I grimace. \u201cAh crap.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWhat\u2019s wrong?\u201d Pytre asks.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI\u2019m close.\u201d I shut my eyes tight, breathing hard. If only I can think of something to distract me, but my mind is blank except for what my dick and ass are experiencing. \u201cReally close.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cOk.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Is that just acknowledgement or permission to cream his insides? A thought crosses my mind an instant before I let loose and I pull out, spraying Pytre\u2019s smooth belly and chest with my cum. He\u2019s not taking prophylactics like Apple and me\u2014I have no idea whether that means I can spread some disease without having it myself. Better safe than sorry\u2026 but if this is going to happen again, and I hope to fuck it does become a regular thing, Pytre\u2019s going to need protection.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Pytre seems a bit shocked that I just came all over him, and I just shrug as I loom over him on my knuckles, trying to catch my breath. Meanwhile, Apple pulls out and gives my ass a stinging slap. I don\u2019t know if he came or not, doesn\u2019t seem likely, but I know that Pytre hasn\u2019t. In fact, he looks sort of\u2026 deflated now that it\u2019s over.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWas that ok?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Pytre glances away, and when he meets my eyes again, his smile isn\u2019t genuine. \u201cIt was fine.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>Fine<\/em> is not a word you ever want to hear after sex. I start to apologize for the hasty, graceless act I just subjected him to, but Apple surprises me by pushing me out of the way. He gives me a brief, sly look, sits back on his heels, and quickly cracks the knuckles of both hands like a showman. \u201cI\u2019ve got this.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Apple goes quickly down on his belly on the bed and touches his tongue to the little mound of flesh that used to be Pytre\u2019s cock. Gasping, Pytre tries to sit, but Apple shakes his head, smiling, \u201cHey, I said I\u2019ve got this. Don\u2019t worry\u2026 you just lay back and enjoy. Ok?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cUh. Ok.\u201d Pytre sounds uncertain and looks over at me for guidance. Shit. I realize I haven\u2019t thought this through. When Apple had said he wanted Pytre to join in, I\u2019d assumed it meant I\u2019d have the both of <em>them<\/em>\u2026 not that I\u2019d have to share Pytre with Apple. I don\u2019t know how I feel about what\u2019s going on. The smile I offer him is weak, I know, but he seems dazed with what Apple is doing to his anatomy so I guess he doesn\u2019t notice I\u2019m not really on board with this.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Stupid and childish\u2014that\u2019s how I feel jealously watching Apple lap and suck at Pytre.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Teeth clenched, I move up the bed to be beside Pytre and I slide my arm under his neck so at least I can be part of the \u201cfun\u201d.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>So far, Apple\u2019s ministrations seem not to have any effect on the ex\u2013Rimer. Pytre\u2019s forehead is creased with confusion and he\u2019s just lying there motionless with his hands clasped an inch above the cooling cum puddle in the centre of his chest.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cAre you ok?\u201d I ask, real quiet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYeah, I\u2019m fine.\u201d There\u2019s that <em>fine<\/em> again. It occurs to me then that I don\u2019t know anything about the workings of total castration. Can he even climax? Or, will sex only ever be something he\u2019ll tolerate because it makes me happy? That\u2019s depressing as hell.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201c<em>Oh<\/em>.\u201d Pytre\u2019s eyes squeeze shut.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cOh?\u201d I ask. I noticed the flush is back in his cheeks. I look down at Apple. His mouth is completely covering Pytre\u2019s scar and from the way his cheeks are moving, I\u2019m guessing his tongue is hard at work. His eye opens and he sees me watching. Pulling away, he smiles, showing me that the small, belly-button-like nub is now protruding stiffly from Pytre\u2019s groin, slick and swollen from Apple\u2019s attentions. Apple grins wider and licks his tongue up the bottom side of the hard protuberance and Pytre lets out a soft moan.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Holy shit. My dick\u2019s getting hard again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I quickly kiss Pytre and my tongue\u2019s accepted without the slightest hesitation. I breathe in his groans and sighs, clutching at him as he writhes against me. Then he goes stiff in my arms, but the noise he makes isn\u2019t one you\u2019d associate with pleasure. I back away, staring down at him with concern. He looks alarmed, his gaze distant, but the way he\u2019s breathing makes me think he\u2019s actually still enjoying himself. I glance at Apple and see he\u2019s still slurping away at Pytre\u2019s tiny boner.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWhat\u2019s wrong?\u201d I stroke the side of Pytre\u2019s face, bringing his eyes to mine.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cApple just put a finger in my uh\u2026\u201d\u2014his eyebrows meet above his eyes\u2014\u201cOh. <em>Oh<\/em>.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cTwo,\u201d Apple mumbles indistinctly and I\u2019m impressed with how hard he\u2019s working at Pytre. Is he doing it to make Pytre happy or to make me happy? Maybe both.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cOh <em>Rime<\/em>,\u201d Pytre mutters breathlessly, his eyes shut tight again, head shaking slowly from side to side, obviously losing himself to Apple\u2019s touch. I grin, pressing my hard dick against his hip and he shifts to grab it. He holds it, just squeezing in what I guess is the same rhythm Apple is using, and I let out a pleased growl. I run my fingers up Pytre\u2019s hairless chest and find one of his perfect pink nipples. Lips resting against his temple, I grab his nipple and begin tweaking the hardening bud.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cOh,\u201d Pytre gasps again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cLike that?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYe\u2014<em>Oh<\/em>.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cHarder?\u201d I wish he would stroke my dick instead of just squeezing it, but I don\u2019t want to distract him from what I know is building up inside him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Pytre nods quickly, so I start twisting and pinching his nipples, going from one to the other. He\u2019s going to be sore later but right now the noises he\u2019s making are driving me wild and I can tell he\u2019s close.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>It\u2019s like an earthquake when he finally cums. I feel it in his chest first: a trembling that ripples through him, followed by a long, quiet moan and a shudder in his belly\u2026 then <em>bam<\/em>\u2014he cries out, his hips bucking so hard that Apple has to hold on tight or be thrown off with a broken nose. Pytre\u2019s hand crushes my cock and I gasp in pain, but it\u2019s worth it to be on the frontline watching the ex-Rimer\u2019s first orgasm.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>When the last shockwave dies, I wince and pull my dick out of his grasp, rubbing my poor strangled shaft as I watch his eyelids flutter open. He looks drunk and the smile he gives me only adds to the image.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYou good?\u201d I ask, chuckling.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cMm.\u201d He laughs. He\u2019s slowly swirling my cum around on his belly with a finger and seeing that puts some more vim into my erection.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Apple\u2019s sitting on the foot of the bed, his legs tucked under him and slender cock poking up from his lap. The smile he gives me is a bit smug.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Quickly untangling myself from Pytre, I grab Apple and force him face down on the other bed. I shove my cock hard into his hole, and begin to ram into him, really mashing him into the mattress. I laugh a few minutes later when I look over at Pytre and see that he\u2019s rubbing his scar, his eyes on me and Apple. Apple\u2019s asshole clamps down on my dick, and I hardly hear his moans with his face pressed against the blankets, and I send my second load of the day into his guts with a growl.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Ok\u2026 I might be on board with this arrangement after all.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-css-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n<ul id=\"menu-wanderer-1\" class=\"menu\"><li class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4605\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-1\/\">Part One<\/a><\/li>\n<li class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4606\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-two\/\">Part Two<\/a><\/li>\n<li class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4607\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-three\/\">Part Three<\/a><\/li>\n<li class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4608\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-four\/\">Part Four<\/a><\/li>\n<li class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4609\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-five\/\">Part Five<\/a><\/li>\n<li class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4610\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-six\/\">Part Six<\/a><\/li>\n<li class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4611\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-seven\/\">Part Seven<\/a><\/li>\n<li class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4612\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-eight\/\">Part Eight<\/a><\/li>\n<li class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4613\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-nine\/\">Part Nine<\/a><\/li>\n<li class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4614\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-ten\/\">Part Ten<\/a><\/li>\n<li class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4615\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-eleven\/\">Part Eleven<\/a><\/li>\n<li class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4616\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-twelve\/\">Part Twelve<\/a><\/li>\n<li class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4617\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-thirteen\/\">Part Thirteen<\/a><\/li>\n<li class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4618\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-fourteen\/\">Part Fourteen<\/a><\/li>\n<li class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4619\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-fifteen\/\">Part Fifteen<\/a><\/li>\n<li class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4620\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-sixteen\/\">Part Sixteen<\/a><\/li>\n<\/ul>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Apple is no longer straddling my lap\u2014we\u2019re sitting side by side on the bed watching Pytre as he slowly undresses in front of us. He\u2019s keeping his eyes averted and his cheeks are so red they\u2019re almost burgundy. After painstakingly folding his shirt, he places it on the other bed and starts on his pants. Apple lets out an impatient sigh as Pytre fumbles with his belt buckle, but I shoot the naked young man at my side a warning glare. \u201cReally\u2026 you don\u2019t have to do this,\u201d I say to Pytre when I see how hard his hands are &#8230; <\/p>\n<p class=\"read-more-container\"><a title=\"The Wanderer &#8211; Part Fourteen\" class=\"read-more button\" href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-fourteen\/#more-3754\" aria-label=\"Read more about The Wanderer &#8211; Part Fourteen\">Read more<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":3751,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"generate_page_header":"","jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"The Wanderer - Part Fourteen","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[72],"tags":[836,296,832,834,369],"class_list":["post-3754","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-beys-tales-writing-2","tag-eunuch","tag-gay","tag-more-sex","tag-post-apocalypse-2","tag-threesome"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/W14.png?fit=1200%2C900&ssl=1","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p4sexs-Yy","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":3402,"url":"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-ten\/","url_meta":{"origin":3754,"position":0},"title":"The Wanderer &#8211; Part Ten","author":"Bey","date":"April 7, 2019","format":false,"excerpt":"Apple won\u2019t meet my eye as he moves around the room packing his few belongings. \u201cYou can\u2019t be serious,\u201d I say, laughing. \u201cTurk\u2019s just looking to make a few bucks off your ass.\u201d He stops and glares at me before resuming. \u201cHe says he loves me,\u201d he replies, his tone\u2026","rel":"","context":"In &quot;Bey's Tales&quot;","block_context":{"text":"Bey's Tales","link":"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/category\/writing-2\/beys-tales-writing-2\/"},"img":{"alt_text":"","src":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/04\/W10.jpg?fit=1200%2C653&ssl=1&resize=350%2C200","width":350,"height":200,"srcset":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/04\/W10.jpg?fit=1200%2C653&ssl=1&resize=350%2C200 1x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/04\/W10.jpg?fit=1200%2C653&ssl=1&resize=525%2C300 1.5x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/04\/W10.jpg?fit=1200%2C653&ssl=1&resize=700%2C400 2x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/04\/W10.jpg?fit=1200%2C653&ssl=1&resize=1050%2C600 3x"},"classes":[]},{"id":3313,"url":"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-eight\/","url_meta":{"origin":3754,"position":1},"title":"The Wanderer &#8211; Part Eight","author":"Bey","date":"March 11, 2019","format":false,"excerpt":"By the time Pytre is done eating, his lap is buried under a pile of discarded plasti-form wrappings. 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