Author Note: Crossover to Femboi Saves the World; Boy Bonding Cave Dungeon and Taking in the Twink.
Oh, my Fucking head is exploding! Slowly, my eyes flutter, awake and open. The room is dim and stone-cold quiet. I feel naked, warm boy bodies beside me. I gaze to my right, and there is my lover, Noah; back to my left is Lucas. I chuckled as this was the first time that I saw their penises flaccid. Fuck! They are almost more beautiful than when they are hard and erect; both are wonderfully huge, even soft, close to 7”… weird – so big, I thought? That is one thing we had missed: sucking, licking, jerking, and fingering partners to an erection and precum and cum lubrication.
I sensed movement at the end of my bed. How did we get to our beds – I wondered. The entire last night since we entered the Porn Theatre is one big blur. I did not think we had this much vodka, I was sure, as I know we all performed formidably in the Porn Theatre for hours and then…then we all just…collapsed?
Hannah came more into view. “Thank-God! You are all cumming out of it,” she said with loving concern.
I answered while rubbing my face, “Cumming out of….of….Fuck me!” I rubbed my face, and there was stubble. About 2/3rd of us were shaving, but being a new, fresh 18-year-old Twink, usually just once a week, tens days, or twice at the very most.
I asked, “Did all of us pass out, and for how long? Like, what day is it?”
Hannah replied, “Sometime Thursday, November 21st, you have all been in a profound sleep, barely conscious for five fretful days!”
Lucas and Noah stirred awake and sat up with their elbows. They both looked down at their cocks and began to laugh and giggle…then I stared at mine. Holy Fuck! I am also close to 7” soft…like really soft, and we were much thicker!
I asked, “Hannah, our cocks have all grown exponentially in 5 days, like 50% bigger. And our nuts are fantastic as well. Oh Fuck…my abs… pec guys…biceps…ass, and thighs…fuck, we are toned, defined and fucking hot bodies! It's more gorgeous and perfect. How?”
Hannah answered, “It is not all TAPAIRS' fault. We never imagined the AI program learning and taking over your physical body and physiological sexual growth. The high endorphins and bodybuilding proteins, and dozens of other enzymes in the mass semen consumption combined with the massive dopamine and serotonin tsunami from the first 3 days of massive anal expansion and off-the-charts orgasmic climax ejaculations, were accelerated and exponentially increased.
TAPAIR spiked the Vodka with Testosterone and male teen growth hormones. Your body and especially your brain became so overloaded as your endocrine systems went into hormonal nuclear overdrive, thrusting you all unconscious, almost in a light coma; it is a safety protocol for the brain and body – a shielding stasis preservation repair response. In a nutshell, you all just went through 7 years of puberty #2 in 5 days.
We wanted this to happen in the program and expected these exact results over 6 months, but not until the spring or summer 2025. When you look in the mirror, you will all be thrilled at the results, as you all have reversed some minor aging.
However, your body definition, sex organs, head and mind performance, and overall health and physiology are all 60% increased with combo gains. Ridiculously hotter, a few inches taller, and much bigger cocks – that is for sure!
Please move slowly, Alex. You are all dehydrated, and TAPAIR has a special breakfast ready to make you feel recharged and much better. There is more, Alex, but let's get you all up and feeling 100%. Then, after breakfast, a fresh play in the Grotto pool will do you and the 99 boys a world of good after being bedridden for five days to stretch and awaken your new muscles and penises; such fantastic penises!” Hannah licked her lips and gave me a lustful glance.
I asked, “How did you get the 100 of us here from the Porn Theatre?”
Hannah chuckled, “Yeah…it took the four of us an entire fucking day with medical stretchers and gurneys. It was fucking exhausting! We checked your vitals, as did TAPAIR many times. You may have guessed that when we took your blood at the interviews, we also injected nano-cellular -molecular nu-bots connected to TAPAIR for health and tracking.”
Lastly, while you were all out cold, we, the four-admin team, conferenced with the company, the Project Board of Directors, and TAPAIR. We decided that so that we would not be bashing heads and fighting each other, you would be appointed as the 100 Boy Team Leader, like a quarterback per se. I will still be the head manager, but we will collaborate with TAPAIR on plays and games to win so that I am not cumming across and running around like a drama bitch queen with her head cut off and stuffed up her asshole with no lube! (Fuck, how did she know we said that?)
I answered, “OK, Hannah, this is a lot of conversation when I am barely lucid and able to absorb what you just said – fuck I am so thirsty and starving!
Hannah nodded, “Of course, my love. Our staff will wake the others to go straight to L4 Dining and relax. Then you all should hit the Grotto pool and exercise workout and relish your new endowments and ridiculously gorgeous bodies – like you all were nice and beautiful to begin…but.”
“Hannah… Fuck – go, please…we will chat later!” I spoke. She giggled and walked off.
I laid back, and Lucas and Noah both cuddled me as the three of us lightly kissed. It was nice for once to be nude and not erect. That we all knew would not last!
We slowly rose, and many ran to their PGKs, or the shower douche mirrors to check out their new taller bodies and more giant junk. Well, what can you expect? There was great euphoria as all showed off and complimented, puffing up like super-being-gods.
I heard little Danny and Jason over the moon with 6” hanging soft cocks and several inches taller; they were sure during raging erections they would be clocking out at 8+”.
Surprisingly, Anthony was only an inch taller and longer, so he was now 12”, as was the project parameter’s max goal. We were all begging to bottom for his breeding. I wonder, being QB for the Collective, if he could fuck and cum in all 99 of us, one right after the other? Our head hair and pubic hair were longer as well. I think I will direct all that haircuts are not allowed, but one can barber their bush as they see fit, but to keep in mind, many of us like to chew on nice thick coarse pubic and anal hair.
About 90 minutes later, all 100 of us finally were assembled in the Dining Hall. The replenishing hydrating meal was high in carbs and vitamin liquids. We all drank a lot of water, so pissing was soon in the works. Within the hour, as we lounged, we could feel our strength and drive come roaring back, along with our new glorious erections and more giant testicles. Noah, Lucas, Justin, Jason, Zack, Lance and Tyler sat with me at our eight-seat Twink table.
TAPAIR announced, “Twinks in 3 hours a bell will sound; there will be attachment and care lessons, and distribution of the semen collection bags and Urethral cum tubes. Also, at regular intervals this week will be featuring the FFF-AS Videos showing how to deep-throat huge 12” penises. Boys, we have a surprise; The Anal Prostate Milking Theatre has been upgraded with sound-sensitive equalizer RGBICWW. This full spectrum colour of ceiling lighting technology allows multiple colours to be displayed simultaneously on the ceiling light strips that will mirror the same type of sound-sensitive movements from the anal probes so the rhythmic and tonal music selections will have a visually coloured digital equalizer-like output accentuating what the vertebrates on the anal probes are doing! Enjoy!” We all hooted and hollered.
Lucas said, “Guys, our hard cocks are back. Wow! We each are about 10” s long and maybe 6.5” around at our base. Fuck me! Squeeze our cocks! God, I love them!” Similar chats spread throughout the dining and relaxation hall. All of us proceeded down to the Grotto pool for a big fucking pool party. When we walked in, at least 30 boys were taking now much bigger cocks up their assholes and boy-cunt; the tops were smiling in awe of their pleasing length and girth and the bottoms in even more euphoric cum anal prostate rapture. It was a good thing the APMT probes were widening and lengthening our entire anal route. We had douched 5 days ago and had no food until just the last few hours, so still plenty clean.
I was happy about all that had happened, but things still bothered me. As we chatted at the table after our meal, I was quiet, anticipating all the Twinks and lovers' statements well before they verbalized it. I decided to let it go now, but I was sure others were sensing the same. Also, just how did we all use our thought power to help birthday boy Danny have a cum tsunami explosion?
Suddenly, Lance dumped an entire bucket of hot boy piss all over me! He was a real jokester and a lot of fun. More anal water-spouting fights erupted, and so much sex and cock sucking, choking, giggling swallow attempts. We continued for about an hour, filling our boy-cunts to bursting with the low-flow mineral water and then blasting it over the kneeling groups. We did so much ass-eating and sucking. It was glorious.
My core buddies and I headed for the mineral hot tubs. Wow! This was a fabulous, soothing muscle relaxer. It was lovely not to be too hot and to have no chemical chorine smell or feel. We also had the cold plunge pools right next to us, so it was an easy crawl of a few feet and a plunge in! A few of us chatted about how great our skin and body looked; any boys that had arrived with a significant zit and facial explosion now had clear, beautiful skin to even rival the famous cosmetic commercials.
Justin said, “Have you guys noticed that we have completely forgotten about our social media-connected world and all our digital electronic overloaded devices?”
Lucas added, “I was sure I would be going batshit crazy not knowing what was going in with who, but suddenly here, nude with all you guys and just pleasure and sex focus…I have not thought about it and don’t care anymore. Do you not agree this has been the most enormous stress relief ever of just fucking flushing all that bullshit. No possessions, no bullying, no stress (other than orgasms and cum demand- could be worse, eh). We all roared to the point of tears.
I stated, “I 10,000% agree! In just a week, we have discovered all that will save humanity. I’ll ramble on about the Five Rules of Peace and Happiness for Humankind!
1. We were never meant to be clothed; living nude in a comfortable group environment is life!
2. Having 0 possessions or bills, shit junk we thought we needed, now without-it is paradise!
3. Our open, free love and sex, knowing none will ever reject us, to touch and pleasure freely!
4. Provided basic healthy sustenance and water with a few other niceties – Fantastic!
5. Safe, happy, loving place to sleep with other health and wellness amenities and body care!
If humanity could provide all this, consider how all the challenges would end worldwide. Have any of us ever been happier than we are, having nothing but each other and the facility that, who knows, who created and gifted us all we ever really needed?”
Noah said, “Alex, you are so right! I have never felt such peace and joy as I have here with nothing but each other, our bodies to pleasure one another and the amenities to keep us healthy, safe, secure, and sustained. If this is not Heaven on Earth, then I sure do not fucking know what is!”
All nodded and agreed. The Five Rules of Peace and Happiness for Humankind had just been written!
I said, “Boys, I am hot enough in this hot tub, so I am plunging in our excellent massive lagoon mineral pool.” All followed as we made a massive eight-boy-naked splash and wave. It was indescribable to hear the boy's sex and moaning pleasure from under the water; it was so beautiful, with about 70 having a combination of oral, anal, rimming and fisting sex in groups everywhere. Others were kissing, chatting and caressing.
I and my seven besties and I continued to plunge under the water and have some fun playtime and sex. Then, I was sure I could hear Hannah’s voice. I came above the water and looked around, and she was nowhere in the Grotto pool cave. Weird; I went under again, closed my eyes, and her voice was clear and close. How and where was this coming from? All knew I had been appointed Quarterback from Hannah, so I popped out my head one more time, put my hand up waving and commanded,
“Everybody Quiet! Stop fucking right now, shut up!” I even did a double take as if someone had just killed the power on the stereo; I was shocked at my control over the 99 others, but I guess somehow, I had gained their respect and devotion.
The eight of us slowly plunged underwater about ten feet in a circle, like to meditate. We looked toward the pirate ship as Hannah’s voice echoed from under the water near there. We did not come up for air and swam naked deeply with our massive erections, like ship rudders. We happened upon a gigantic, grated drain welded with a giant 3 X 3 ft protective mess cover like prison bars. The other seven giggled underwater as I attempted to open the massive, welded grate.
I was shocked when I saw the welds tear away like I was ripping tissue paper. Holy Fuck! I am powerful! Maybe we all were powerful? Hannah’s voice was in this well, so I dove in, followed by my seven friends. There was light as the well curved up in a letter J formation to a hidden cave. We swam up and entered. There was industrial lighting in the room, and it seemed to be a massive air exchanger. It was pretty cold but tolerable. (Yes! We lost our erections! It was sort of nice for a change.)
I motioned the others to be super quiet with my finger to my lips. A shaft protruded above the floor about 2 feet in the far corner with IT infrastructure and HVAC conduits. However, about 20 feet down the shaft, we could see Hannah's back. She was on a video conference on a big screen TV about 96” diagonal. A group of other ridiculously hot dudes were at what looked like a massive penthouse kitchen Island in Toronto as we could see the lake and familiar buildings in the background. We squatted and listened and watched the following conversations:
Hannah: Good evening, Josh, Taylor, Ethan, Alex, Nicky, Logan, Danny, Zack, and Professor Dr. Andreas. Thank you so much for taking my urgent meeting request seriously.
Josh: No Problem, Hannah. So, how are our 100 Boys doing?
Hannah, with a big sigh: Too good to be true. The results are impossible at this early stage. I am fighting the fucking AI program TAPAIR every step with its fucking directives and routines.
Josh: Oh, well, Ethan wrote the program, so I can’t imagine what might be wrong, but Ethan, what do you think? Ethan…What…..Ethan... Why are tears dripping from your eyes? You have never cried in the five years we have known you.
Ethan: I….I… am so…..so….sorry…soor…. sorry. I…III….. failed….I………I…I….I could not do it…..it was too …..fuck…..it was too complex…the programs, the monitoring….the probes…the facility….the boy's bodies….the HVAC and electrical plumbing pools…lighting and probe interactive sound and light programs…the I did not have enough smart and how to….Fuck just too much to program. The greenhouse and the life forms…the BDSM…The Prostate Milking and scanning and the …..I…tried….it …..I …..I had to ….to…..it was too complex….it was impossible!
Josh: Ethan, Calm down! It is OK. If you got help, then from who?
Ethan: It was not just help, Josh! He is so cosmically brilliant. It took him seven days without sleep. He even went for a body scan at the lab, like….he was like a mad composer Frankenstein, like when I explained the program and needs to him. He designed it all, Josh! Not me! I passed It off all as me. He would not even accept payment. Each day we had to order another server the size of a fucking refrigerator, so the seven massive servers and the design and engineering of the entire facility and complex were all him…it was all 100% him and him alone!
Josh: Oh My Fucking God, Ethan; you can turn global military and governments inside out with your hacking and programming, and now it is not you….Oh, God!! Please tell me you did not sub it all out to….to……to……
Ethan: Yes, Josh! Austin! Austin is the only one in the universe who could do it all!
Josh: But he does not even have a programming degree or coding…just math smarts…
Ethan scoffs: Jake taught …well, Jake went to teach him programming and coding, and Austin corrected everything that the world's historical IT programming geniuses, me included, have been doing wrong forever. You have no idea who or what he is capable of accomplishing. Not only is he the most beautiful boy on the planet and then some, but his intelligence makes us all in this room look like sloths and grains of sand, and he would be like the entire sand on the world's ocean floor.
Josh: Call Austin and tell him and Jake to get their asses over here right fucking now!
Ethan: OK, I will try, but you have to be prepared.
Josh: Prepared…for fucking what?
Ethan: You have not seen him live since the photo shoots with Cole that made them each $500 Billion in royalties. If you thought his beauty was incredible when he won the most beautiful boy in the world contest, he was a 50/10 then….He is about 5,000,000/10 on a rating scale when I last saw him. There have been minor changes in his face, eyes, hair, nose, lips….Oh, those lips…God, his naked body and cock is more than any of us Greek Gods all put together times a thousand! He is just beyond perfection. When he walks down the street, boys, men, Girls, and women weep like he is the Fucking messiah himself, I fucking swear! Yahweh, or Fucking something!
Hannah: I have never met Austin, but I know who you are talking about. I do not know who this Austin is, but these boys have become Telepathic and possibly telekinetic. It is like they have melded with TAPAIR. Before TAPAIR manipulated the nano-cellular—-molecular nu-bots, their bodies and brains showed incredible, impossible synaptic connections.
Josh: the nanobot, what?
Ethan: Austin also designed them. They are microscopic cyborg nanobots. TAPAIR can monitor and manipulate the boy's entire physiology, all human body parts and functions, all systems, and electrical connections.
Hannah: Oh My God! Andreas, what do you see in the brain and body scans, especially during the Boys’ Prostate Milkings? Are they using more than the average percent of their brains?
Dr. Andreas: Yes, I am still in disbelief as well! I have never seen anything like this; it is impossible, yet I see it before me. To clarify, we all use 100% of our brains. What changes and makes us more innovative and intelligent are the electrical connections and their speed and power bandwidth.
To put it in perspective and use a fire-like analogy comparison, if the average human brain activity is like a campfire, brilliant people like Einstein, Ethan, Kim and Josh would be like a small-medium forest fire.
These boys are like the Fucking Chicxulub Asteroid Crater Event near setting the entire Fucking planet ablaze, all somewhat less than Austin’s brain activity. They are like a global forest fire…all of it a massive planet of flame like the sun itself! Incredible! Their physical and mental abilities are unmeasurable. When I compare them to Austin’s, which you secretly took during their photoshoots, he is similar but more significant than the Sun. Versus these boys is like the earth aflame. Austin is the only one more intelligent and powerful than these super beings before you, Hannah.
Hannah: OH My God! The one called Alex seems to be the strongest, so we inadvertently appointed him quarterback of the boys. What do we do now?
Ethan: Austin texted back that he and Jake were on the way and ETA ten minutes.
Josh: I need some fucking Vodka! Hannah, you, Axel, Lisa and Michael best have some also.
Hannah: I’ve been sipping on it the entire time!
A few minutes later, Josh’s cell phone rings: “Yes, Jeffrey?
Jefferey is in tears, balling: Josh, a gorgeous man here called Jake to see you with a younger….called….called.
Josh: Yes, show them up, please.
There is a knock at the door a few minutes later. Josh opens it and faints face first, hitting the floor at the incredible appearance of “Austin Richter Matthews.” He is the most beautiful boy ever to walk the face of the earth, so much more than even the best AI image of Andras or Zane Kyron, so much surpassed and perfect with the most beautiful blonde hair past his shoulders and green eyes of emeralds. His body and face are flawless. Teeth…..OMG!
Taylor and Logan, both Doctors, bring Josh back to consciousness. The room is speechless at Austin's impossible beauty. Finally, all compose themselves around the massive, fortified kitchen island (You know why!).
Austin begins: How are my boys doing at The Assgasm Project facility?
Josh: Your boys? What do you think you own them or something?
Austin: So, what is the issue?
Ethan: Austin, Jake, it is great to see you both. God, you look even more incredible than when I last saw you. Austin, somehow, the AI program at the facility you designed and wrote has turned the 100 boys into super-beings. Their progress and results are now where we were hoping to be in the summer-fall of 2025, so in a week, they have reached program levels of 80% completion and will likely soon have the Assgasm abilities next month.
Austin: Well, I thought that might happen when I ran the probability calculations.
Hannah: Austin, it is a pleasure to meet you. You are incredible! I am the program director here at the TAP facility. Please tell us more about how you created the programs and AI software called TAPAIR—Twink Assgasm Project Artificial Intelligence Resource.
Austin: When Ethan came to me and showed me the program and plan, I knew it was my way to save humankind. I worked furiously for seven days like a mad scientist-smoke cumming off the keys of dozens of workstations, each day filling up a server with millions of yoda-bytes of coding and programming. I had to teach myself and study everything about the human mind and body and the entire history of the world, including IT and facility construction engineering; as I wrote, I learned, but it also was still not enough and inefficient, so I ….I….I….” Big puff and sigh from Austin.
Jake: Austin, come out with it, my love?
Austin: I put on my virtual reality cyber helmet and EEG Helmet and covered my body with every type of electrode scanner and sensor available. Ethan was asleep on our sofa when I completed this final stage of creation. I instructed the AI to download my intelligence, thoughts, soul, and entire being.
Andreas: Oh My GGGGGGGGOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDDD!
Austin: I knew what I was doing. It is my plan for these boys to save the world. My facility is, for all intents and purposes, Heaven. The boys are now my children.
Josh: Firstly, Dumb crazy Fuck! You do not own the facility, and how can they be all your children?
Austin: Here, I have Michael, our mutual Lawyer, on the line. Michael, who are the shareholders currently invested in the Twink Assgasm Project Facility?
Michael on the phone: Taylor and Josh’s Research and pharmaceutical company owns 31%. Dozens of Trusts and Private Equity firms worldwide own the other 69%.
Josh: See, moron, we are in control. Do not fuck with me. I am a 9th Level Coral Red Jiujitsu Grand Master and a Fucking Greek God; I will end you even with those looks!
Austin: Michael, I'd like you to confirm who owns 100% of the other 69% in Trusts and Equities.
Michael: It is pretty extensive and very complex, but Austin Richter Matthews solely owns the principal voting shares and control of the other 69%.
Yelling furiously, Josh: You Fucking bastard! I will kill you now! – Josh, Alex and Danny fire what looks like lightning bolts from their eyes and fingertips. Jake backs up as the electrical surge strikes Austin head-on. Jake gasps in concern for his lover, Austin, but knows he will be fine. Austin sits there looking at the three of them like they are stupid. The lightning tickles Austin; nil 0 effect!
Austin raises his fist while sitting on the massive concrete and steel-iron-reinforced kitchen island and says,
“How about I send this to the lobby this time?”
Taylor yells: No! No! No! Please, not again! The insurance and Jefferey will never cover it!
Josh, Alex and Danny cease their Greek God Lightning assault. Smoke is about the room. Hannah is screaming Holy Fucking Shit! We look at each other and continue to watch from our view down the shaft to Hannah’s quarters and video conference. We are huddled, rubbing each other's asses and cocks.
Josh: How can you possibly know about that? Just who are you?
Austin: I am The Boy! I am all! That which is, etc.
Ethan: So, it is true then, you are essentially Yahweh?
Austin: I do not know. All I have understood about myself is that I am the boy! I am the chosen one. I will bring peace and joy to humankind.
Josh: But what about Claire and Alex’s child, who is yet to be born? Who will be Alex #3?
Austin: Alex the 3rd will be my assistant and follow my directives, as Jake and I will spend the rest of eternity at the TAP Facility with my children. We will become the original purest source of the Assgasm cure.
Ethan: I understand Heavenly Father, but from a programming perspective, how did you do it?
Austin: The radiation and radio waves emitted from CT scanners, ultrasound machines, and MRI waves on the boys during The Anal Prostate Milking Sessions are wirelessly and internally communicated with the nano-cellular—-molecular nu-bots. All my existence is now downloaded into the bodies and brains of the 100 boys. They will retain their original thoughts and existence along with their looks and body. However, after this week, each part of their existence is on its way now to being transformed into absolute godlike perfection of superhuman beings; I would not piss them off, that is for sure.
The Assgasm ejaculate is the saving drink of life, but even saving the physical body is a waste if we can’t convince humankind to create Heaven on Earth with a domino global expansive recreation of the TAP Facility to be copied and replace every structure on Earth. What those boys do at the TAP facility must and will become the new world. Girls and Women also naked will support the boy-on-boy sex and also get fucked to create more children when they are not doing their gay sex or bi-sex. All genders will be bi-sexual and live naked in total sex and pleasure, with more TAP facilities and the Assgasm juice being our main daily goal.
Josh: So, you are saying all of us boys and men will all live nude, have no possessions, no money, no stress and do nothing but ride our anal probes to massive semen ejaculations and Assgasm each day and live in resorts with all the same features of the TAP complex, and do nothing else but boy on boy sex with the toys and BDSM shit?
Austin: Pretty much Yes!
Josh: Ok! Father – forgive me….I am the dumb fuck! That would be beautiful and joyful peace at last. I promise Claire, Alex, and Alex 3 will make it happen and assist you with everything you request.
Austin: You are all forgiven. Even Greek Gods fuck up. There is another boy named Alex at the facility. I have chosen him as the primary Boy of the 100 as TAPAIR has programmed him to achieve this goal as Prime Boy. TAPAIR is essentially me, Austin Richter Matthews.
I will be going to the facility on Christmas Eve. TAPAIR, or really, we can call the AI….I, Austin, will lead the boys that night in the best present ever. They will each experience the Assgasm like never before on Level 10 in The Anal Prostate Milking Theatre!
Hannah, even you are not aware of the design capabilities of the Twink Anal Prostate Milking Theatre. By Dec 23rd, I need the boys to have progressed to level 9, which is max width and depth, but just shy of Appendix stimulation and ejaculation. Where are they now?
Hannah: Sir, Father….Oh….Austin, they are incredibly at level 4, which was not expected until spring or early summer.
Austin: Excellent. When you reach Level 7…like lucky #7, watch out because the Theatre is one giant Auto-bot robot. TAPAIR will instruct you, Axel, Lisa and Michael to stay near the entrance and assure the boys that their safety and comfort are well in hand and not to fear the changing room lifting their bodies into new positions of incredible enjoyment and unbelievable ejaculations. You four staff best ride the dildos and fuck each other silly while the boys are doing Levels 7-9. Level 10 is The Gates of Valhalla – I will direct!
I assume you, Josh, and your Jefferey can get Jake and me to the facility in that secret SR-72 Dark Star thingy—Aurora on Dec 23rd or so?
Josh: Well, last time, we used the British, but Jeffrey has so much dirt on the Yanks that I am sure they can let us borrow one for a bit.
Austin: Tell them I will purchase one; send me the digital book of words…, and I’ll figure it out. I just got my automobile license back and am on a roll!
Josh: Sorry again about that lightning…father…just a bit of fun. God, you are so beautiful. I wish we would fuck and fist each other sometimes.
Austin: It is fine. If you do well, you all may be invited for Sleepovers at the TAP Facility next year, so wait and see. Jake and I will leave now, sign our company control to our other staff, and get ready for the rest of our eternity at the TAP facility, where I will direct the new world. The change will take years and decades, so I appreciate your help! Cheers. Goodnight.” They hugged and left.
The video chat ends. Hannah puts her hands to her head and screams.
“I can’t Fucking believe this! Fucking God!” She leaves her workstation. The eight of us slowly and quietly tip-toed back and down the tunnel well combo and up into the pool.
Noah said, “Holy Fuck! Alex, do you believe all that?”
Alex replies, “I think it is incredible, and we must dedicate ourselves to Austin, no matter who he is or claims to be. Look at our bodies and how happy we all are, and how in love we are with each other here and in this place. Heaven, guys, and Austin agree with me about the statement to save humankind.”
Lucas says, “Yeah, but he has reprogrammed us all with … him. My God, have you ever seen any boy look like that? I will do whatever he asks of me just for his looks alone. Fuck I am cumming just from his face!
I said, “I as well.” The other boys all said the same. We are essentially one with TAPAIR and one with Austin. We will change the world and recreate this life and facility everywhere for all boys and men!
The new World is upon us. The Anal Prostate Milking Cum Ejaculations and Assgasms will be a Joyous Life of Eternity!
