The Wastelands

She grew wet and salivated when considering the bounty on offer for her and her friends. What a stroke of good fortune.

She guessed their average age to be about sixteen to eighteen.

“What do you think, Anne? Tonight?”

“Tonight.” Anne replied.

“Let’s get the other girls together and work a strategy. Prepare the anaesthetics and have them available. It’s been awhile since this many bucks have come this way – poor bastards.”

Her eyes glanced back to where three young males stood talking. “Tonight you are ours.”

The sun set behind the mountains and the village had long since bedded for the night – that is except for Valerie, Anne and their three younger sisters – Tammy, fourteen, Annika, fifteen, and the youngest Elle, who had just turned twelve and was to experience her first bucks.

The girls could barely contain their excitement.

“Right. As we planned we shall work our way down the way one compartment at a time. There are three bucks in each compartment. We must work quickly and quietly – Elle shall watch us at first until she understands what to do. Let’s go.”

The girls approached the first compartment positioning themselves in the entrance. Anne peered through the doorway. “They’re all asleep.” Valerie quickly entered the room. She placed the cloth soaked in anaesthetic over the mouth of the nearest youth carefully as not to awaken him just as Annika and Anne did the same to the others. Within seconds they were unconscious.

The girls stood back so as to appraise their catch.

Anne motioned to Elle to stand closer as she bent over the largest buck and removed his loincloth.

“Come here, Elle – look. Touch and feel his manhood.”

Elle did as she said. She grasped his testicles first and felt his gonads within the scrotum. It felt good. The other girls smiled as they listened to her panting with excitement. But she couldn’t bring herself to feel his penis – it was more than she could dare.

The girls carried the three unconscious males into their domain expertly binding them spreadeagled across the floor and gagging them so as not to disturb the other males before they had been gathered.

The process of collecting the thirty other males took the best part of an hour and when the job was completed without a hitch the girls rested.

“Elle, what do you think? Would you like one of those dangling from your crotch?” asked Valerie as she removed the loincloth of the largest buck.

Elle stared at the big smooth schlong which reminded her of a small snake or possibly a fish. The head of the penis definitely resembled the head of the fish the other villagers dragged from the lake.

This male had been crudely circumcised with a sharp stone as part of his coming of age. Suddenly she realised that he was staring back at her – he had awoken from his slumber and had a confused look on his face and was unable to speak having been gagged.

“Watch this Elle.” Anne had grabbed a sharp stick from a nearby tree and began poking at the exposed genitals, working her way up and down his shaft expertly, prodding and poking it. After a short while he had become aroused and his genitals began to motion like the slugs and snails she often studied when she was very young.

“Dirty bastard aren’t ya?” Annika exclaimed and she ground the heel of her boot into the disgusting organ. Grinding harder and harder.

“Stop it!” screamed Elle. Annika stopped as the buck writhed in agony.

Valerie walked over to another youth, removed his garment and motioned to Elle once more. Elle thought she would not like to be as vulnerable as these poor creatures and wondered how they didn’t get their penises caught in doors or damaged by the rugged terrain in the wastelands.

“You see these balls – they’re called testes and they produce the seed that spawns human life. I’ll show you.” Valerie commenced wanking the youth and within minutes a creamy substance came gushing from his cock. “Here, taste it.” Elle tasted the substance from her sister’s fingers. It seemed salty and warm and clung to the back of her throat. She wondered at what she had been told – ‘the seed that spawns human life’.

The girls gathered around a table to discuss what they were to do with their catch.

“Well, I don’t know about the rest of you but I feel like a little fun before we turn them into hot dogs,

"What do you say?”

“Definitely.”

“Their penises are quite beautiful at this age aren’t they?”

“Yes, large, succulent and fresh.”

Elle was fascinated by them. She was disturbed from her muse as Tammy and Annika began systematically removing their garments one by one, commenting, assessing and joking at the size and appearance of each package and making chomping motions with their jaws to frighten the youths.

Annika was the more militant of the girls and had decided to pop some balls for a bit of fun. Elle couldn’t believe her cruelty as she took delight in crushing each testicle beneath her heels – a wicked smile on her face. After Elle had counted thirteen testicles popped she watched as Annika grabbed some twining, tied it around the rim of a dickhead and began pulling and tugging with all her might – providing the ridiculous sight of an organ stretched from the crutch before Anne stepped in and severed the cock with a blade sending Annika sprawling.

“Look girls, I’m a pig!” she joked having grabbed the severed penis and dangling it from between her legs.

Annika then placed the penis between her teeth and ripped the head off with a wrenching motion and devoured the morsel.

“Before you destroy all the gonads, shouldn’t we first draw some sperm, Annika?”

“Mmmm, definitely.”

Elle was to have the privilege of the first choice of meat – this being her first taste of a male. The girls spent the best part of the night milking the males for all they were worth and having drained every drop it was collected in a large jug and placed in the middle of the table.

Now the gelding was to commence. “Now watch me Elle.” Elle watched as Anne expertly severed the nutsack and gonads of a very young male who promptly passed out during the operation. “There’s no need to be careful, these bucks aren’t important.” Elle then watched as Anne carved the young penis off at the base and tossed it into a large bowl. “Simple.”

Annika had other ideas. She didn’t require a gelding knife – she was using her mouth and teeth, spitting the severed dicks and balls into the bowl with disgust.

When there were twelve males left they stopped the gelding and moved to the table, gathering around Elle to witness her first taste of male cock.

At first Elle was tentative as she was offered the small bowl with five penises and ten gonads. She picked up the smallest of the penises first and placed it onto her tongue. Grabbing it gently with her teeth she bit into the shaft first. It seemed rubbery a little, spongy even but once she started to chew into it she decided it tasted quite good – in fact very nice. She had heard the old women of the village rave about the taste of younger boys in particular, describing it as a rare delicacy. Now she understood why and began to smile.

The other girls cheered at this – “Once you’ve tasted a cock everything else seems tasteless Elle. Now you understand. Especially the younger ones.”

That night the girls partied with great cheer, tucking into their hearty dishes and sharing dick jokes that the older women had told them. Annika of course had selected a particularly large dick with pronounced veins and a bulbous head. She tossed into the centre of the table, “Now ask me girls, how would like to be attached to that ugly thing? If it were mine I’d cut it off myself. We did this bastard a favour, eh?” Annika grabbed it and chucked it into the dirt in the corner of the room.

Having completed their meals they shared the sperm and relaxed for a while.

Annika didn’t relax for long as she grabbed one of the twelve males, untied him and roughly led him across the room clutching his genitals in one of her hands. She shoved him down onto the floor tying him face down on the floor with his legs apart and his genitals exposed beneath his backside.

She then proceeded to grind his penis into the dirty floor with her boot slowly turning it into penis paste and followed that by popping his balls with a sharp stick – skewering them at one point before grabbing a gelding knife and removing the remainder of his organs and throwing them at Anne who squealed in disgust and fended them off.

“So what shall we do with the rest? We could keep them for lunch or perhaps allow the old women in the square to have a treat.”

“We should give them to the old women, I say. There’ll be more bucks like these during the month.

They’re migrating here as the wastelands are becoming more inhospitable.”

“Then it’s decided. We’ll leave the gelded ones out the back for the buzzards and the old ladies get the others.”

That morning the old women were invited into the domain for a surprise. When they saw the group of naked young bucks tied down to the floor their eyes lit up and they started slapping their lips and drooling uncontrollably.

Annika smiled, “Aren’t we generous, Valerie? It’s so sweet to see the old women like this.”

One of the old women knelt down and started licking the youngest boy’s cock. “This one’s mine,” she declared.

The girls were quite correct in their assessment of the wastelands. A steady stream of young males came to the village over the weeks, months, years and Annika in particular was to become quite obese.