Matt had been hiking for a while now, and didn't see anyone. He let out a sigh of relief as he came to a clearing from all the dried bush and debris that had surrounded him, away from the heavy, muggy smell that constantly lingered around scorched plants. Decades ago, the world had steadily increased in temperature from global warming and governments were overthrown by rioting citizens. There was little to eat after the eventual collapse of social structure. The odd areas with clean vegetation had become particularly guarded as people were desperate to access it for food. Fighting broke out and by the time everything settled, any accessible, natural food supply had been destroyed.
But most importantly, as sources of food had grown scarce, protein had become even rarer. Men have the ability to absorb protein much more efficiently from food and produce it in raw form as well, whereas women do neither. They required it from men in order to sustain themselves. Semen is rich in protein, enough to provide an amount for an adult female for three days, or about three females for one day. Because of this, women had become hunters out of necessity and would keep men against their will, for the purpose of a constant source of protein. The men, unable to be constantly drained several times a day, went into hiding.
It had been a long time since men and women have come together to reproduce children. The last generation of children were born eighteen years ago. It is now simply all about survival.
Matt reached for the small canister of water dangling from his fabric belt and found it empty. As a wanderer, he had twisted fabric into a harness, separately wrapping his legs and coming up to his hips in a make-shift belt. His cock and balls usually dangled exposed, desperate for a cooling breeze. On his belt, he kept a small canister, a bit of rope and an extra thin piece of fabric to tuck into the front and back of his belt to hammock up his cock to keep it from swaying in heavy underbrush and bumping against his lower thigh on long hikes. He also had fabric wrapped around his feet to protect against the harsh environment as well as around his knees and elbows.
Matt stretched out on the dried, dirt clearing, eager to rest his legs and conserve his energy. The heat was unbearable and the air hung densely, trapping it all in. As his eyes began to close, he heard a faint rustle and the sound of a dry twig snap. Matt bounded to his feet, but it was too late. Two girls forced him back down onto the ground and pinned his arms and torso. He angled his head to have a better look at his captors.
The one sitting on his left arm and pressing down on his shoulder was a young blonde, with full breasts and piercing blue eyes. She couldn't have been more than twenty years of age and was petite in figure with a slight pout to her face. The one pinning his right arm to his body and sitting on his torso was also petite in frame with a full firm butt and dark pink, vaginal lips, which were facing him. Her raven-headed attention was already leaning forward to press his legs down, to keep them from being able to kick.
Both girls had the standard cloth-fabric wraps around their knees, elbows and feet, with a strip of cloth tying up their hair in ponytails. The rest of their slim, toned bodies were naked and glistened from a light layer of sweat from the heat. Between the constant heat and benefit of exposing their young bodies, there was no need for any other articles of clothing.
He could see the raven-headed girl beginning to lower as she expertly used an arm to keep his legs pinned and her other hand to wrap around his dangling cock. He knew what was coming next. He could feel her puffy nipples and then her full breasts begin to press on his pelvic bone as her moist, hot mouth wrapped around his now swelling cock. She had already salivated in anticipation as drool ran healthily down his sac. Her head bobbing continually pressed her full breasts into his pelvis, making a rhythmic slap and turning him on more.
A moan escaped Matt. The raven certainly knew what she was doing and Matt was now rock hard to his full size. He could hear her hum in delight at the growth. The blonde reached her hand out and gently massaged and slapped at his ball sac. In the heat, they was dangling quite a bit and giving her hands a lot to play with.
