It had been months since I had cock inside me. Sure, I used my fingers but they just weren't the same as a nice hard dick pounding away at the prostate. Only two other guys were at the outpost with me. Andre and Timothy. I was pretty sure Tim was straight. He always seemed to goggle at the chick he was brought in with. He was much cuter than Andre. Though I didn't know a lot about him, I did know he lived in the suburbs of LA and had just been accepted to UCLA moments before the world ended. We didn't really talk a whole lot.

Andre was totally gay though. I thought maybe I could get with him, but he had been together with Stu before he was killed and fixed into our dinner. During that horrible amount of time Stu and I had been scrubbed clean with those brushes for decontamination, I'd seen that he was packing quite a lot. I if I hadn't been in so much pain with those hard brushes scrapping across my body I woulda imagined that when Andre was pounding into him his dick would be long enough for Andre to tilt his body in so that he could take it in his mouth while still inside him.

But that was months ago and I bet Andre was needing something hot and tight around his cock other than his own hand. Due to the strict no fornication policy for the bunker, I had to be careful in how I proceeded with my plan. I waited until right after cocktails and followed him up to his room. I didn't bother knocking, just entered. I grinned as I noticed he was laying on his bed, jerking off. To my disappointment, his dick was rather small. Way too small to hit my prostate. But it was thick enough at least my hole would be stretched.

He looked up and stared at me. "What the fuck are you doing, Malcolm?"

"Let me help you with that." I said, reaching behind me and flicking the lock on the door.

"Get out of my room." He growled, pulling his hand away from the dark stick in his hands.

"Come on." I cajoled, hurrying over and pushing him so he lay flat atop the bed.

He didn't say a word as I straddled him and leaned over his chest. I pressed my lips against his, feeling the heat of a warm body beneath me. Automatically his opened his mouth and allowed my tongue in. We moaned as I ground against him. His left hand held the back of my head while his other fumbled at my belt. Our tongues played together as he finally was able to pull my straining cock free from confinement. His large hand wrapped around my average sized shaft. I breathed him in as he tickled my nuts.

Pulling back, I shifted off of him and pulled my pants and boxers off. I kept my shirt on because this had to be done quickly and it would take time to unbutton it. Andre's eyes stared at my cock. It was larger than his surprisingly. He reached out and gripped it. Using it like a leash, he yanked me back onto him. Reaching around, I grabbed his dick and pumped a few times. I spit in my hand and began to use it to cover my hole when he shook his head.

"What?" I asked, puzzled.

"I'm a bottom." He said matter-of-factly.

"You gotta be joking…" I moaned, completely taken aback.

"Yeah." He grinned then pushed me off him so that I fell on my ass against the mattress.

He lifted his hips and spread his legs. Frowning, I didn't have a lot of experience as a top. I almost always bottomed. There was nothing more I loved than feeling a hard and thick cock plowing me open. But I had to admit, peering down at that dark skinned hole ready to be filled that I decided to just go for it. Grunting, I got onto my knees and leaned down, aiming the head of my hard cock towards the tight entrance below. The head came to rest at the puckered rim as he placed his legs on my shoulders.

"Come on." Andre encouraged, wriggle his ass a bit.

Biting my lip, I pushed. After a brief moment of resistance, I sank into the tight heat until I was balls deep. Andre moaned as I gasped. This was absolute heaven. I peered down. Normally I woulda been able to see my base of my cock, but that was obscured by my thick, unmaintained bush. Since I hadn't been sexually active in forever, I didn't bother to maintain anything. It was much thicker than you would think. Looking at Andre's groin, I noticed his pubes were really curly and seemed short. But that was just because of his heritage.

Andre squeezed his ass and I moaned at the added pressure around my length. I leaned down and captured his legs as I began to move. He groaned as I built up speed. I didn't go as fast or as hard as I wanted because I didn't want the sound to carry further than this room. It wouldn't be hard to figure out what was going on if someone heard it.

Rising onto my haunches, I reached down and gripped his leaking prick. I pumped him in time with my thrusts. His eyes rolled back as his hips began to jerk. I could feel my own release rushing forward. Suddenly a long and thick white rope of cum erupted out of Andre's cock. It landed on Andre's chin. The sight was so unexpected and hot, I couldn't hold off my own orgasm. I let out a muffled shout as my body convulsed. I buried myself to the hilt and let my seed fill his tight hole. I panted and shook as my release came to an end. I fell forward, my head resting against his sweaty chest.

Lifting my head, I leaned forward and licked up the cum that was painted on Andre's chin. It was hot and salty. Humming with satisfaction, I pushed himself up and off him. My cock slid out of him easily as he scooted away. Without even looking at him, I got off the bed and pulled my boxers and pants back on. I walked to the door and looked back. I smirked as I watched Andre pushing his fingers into his own ass.

"At least you get some protein out of this." I grinned as he brought his fingers to his lips and sucked off my cum.

"Now…" I thought, closing the door behind me and looking around. "How the hell am I gunna get Tim use my hungry hole."