Last Man Alive: Complete And Uncut (Taboo Erotica)

by Anya Merchant

  Jess had an even voice tone, but her words were more than enough to convey the emotion that Julius could tell she felt.

  “This island is special, and I feel like my time on it was all just a lead up to what’s happening now,” she said. “A lead up to your arrival, Julius.”

  He looked at Jess, and strangely, Julius found himself seeing his mother in her. She was an attractive, goal oriented woman, but at the same time she seemed rather girlish, and vulnerable. Her face was pretty, and though she was a little older than Julius, he could still see that she had a beautiful body.

  “I’m nothing special,” he said.

  “You are special,” replied Jess. “To us here on the island, and to the entire world.”

  She slid over to the side of the boat Julius was on, and then the two of them kissed. It was easy and natural, and felt almost as though it was happening on its own. The fog seemed to block out any evidence or consequences of their passion, and the two of them began moving their lips together eagerly.

  Julius ran his hands along the body of the older woman. He shifted back in the boat, making room for her to lean over him. Jess took off her jacket and then leaned her breasts into his face. They were large, and incredibly soft.

  “Do you like them?” whispered Jess. “You’ve been busy since arriving on the island. I know I’m older than you, but I still have certain needs that I think you can help with…”

  “Jess…”

  Julius kissed her again, hungrier this time. He began to grab at her tits, kneading them in his fingers and feeling his cock quickly spring into arousal. It pushed up through his pants against Jess’s cloth covered mound, and his hips began to grind against her with a mind of their own.

  The two of them began to roll around in the boat, carefully stripping each other’s clothes off as they continued to make out and dry hump each other. It felt good to Julius, almost as though he was blowing off steam through it.

  Julius pulled off his boxers, and then finally began to press the head of his cock into Jess. It slid in easily, and he wasn’t sure if it was the cold air, but she felt unusually hot and ready for him. Jess moaned, and ran her hand through his hair.

  “Oh god, yess,” she said. “Please Julius, fuck me hard.”

  He didn’t need to be asked twice. Julius began thrusting into her, with every stroke moving the boat slightly on the water. Jess had been an authority figure at the hotel, and it seemed like a strange role reversal for him to now be pumping his rock hard cock deep into her pussy.

  She had become good friends with Julius’s mom, too. It seemed wrong in a sense, but she was a woman, and an attractive one, at that. Julius couldn’t resist her, and her cunt seemed to pull at his cock as though it had similar feelings.

  Jess was crying out, and Julius felt momentarily worried about how far the sound might reach. As gently as he could, he covered up her mouth, and then felt a dominant sort of lust begin to take over him. He pushed her down roughly against the inflatable side of the boat and began fucking her with all the power he could manage.

  Jess didn’t last long, and seemed to tense up in a silent orgasm after a minute or so later. Julius kept fucking her for a while after that. For some reason, thoughts of his own mother began to enter his mind pervasively. Jess was like her in so many ways, and Julius was enjoying her so much.

  The idea was too much for him, and Julius blew his load deep inside the older woman. He kept pumping into her as he came, almost as though he wanted to make sure that all of his seed made it in.

  It was cold outside, and the two of them quickly put their clothes back on and then lay side by side on the bottom of the boat. It had been a nice experience, but Julius’s mind quickly drifted away, almost as though it was also floating in an ocean, one full of thoughts of the hotel and the people he’d left behind.

  “We have to go back,” he said. “I can’t live with myself if I don’t find some way to save all of them.”

  “It would be suicide for us to attack them head on, Julius,” said Jess. “I know how you feel, but we have to find another way.”

  Julius was silent for a minute, but his mind was loud with ideas.

  “I have one,” he said. “It’s going to involve a little bit of traveling by ship, however.”

  CHAPTER 30

  As the sun slowly began to rise above the horizon, the storm also began to pick back up. Julius and Jess were at the mercy of the elements in the boat. Still, he did his best to keep the tiny vessel on track, traveling up the coast of Granos as he kept his eyes out for the target.

  It was hard to see anything with the rain, but after a couple of hours, the two of them finally spotted it. Off the coast by the airport, there was a large cruiser anchored down. Julius knew instantly that it was the traveling base of their enemies.

  “What’s the plan from here?” said Jess. “There really isn’t much we can do with just our hands and a single pistol against a mammoth ship like that.”

  “There is one other thing that we have,” said Julius.

  He dug through the supplies in the boat. Within one of the side compartments was something that he had seen the day before, but not been able to identify any immediate use for. There was a tiny explosive device, complete with a small remote controlled trigger, and he knew now exactly what it was meant for.

  “I’m not sure about this,” said Jess. “You’ll have to swim out to get close enough to put it on. And even if you can get in on the hull, it might not do enough damage to sink the ship.”

  “All we need to do is distract them,” said Julius. “As much as I’d like to take them out in one go, what we really need to do right now is to lure enough of them out of the hotel for us to strike back and free the girls.”

  He took the explosive and dropped it into a sealed plastic bag from the compartment. He slid it into one of the cargo pockets of his shorts, and then took his shirt off in preparation for the swim.

  “Julius, be careful,” said Jess. “The waves out there are crazy. I really don’t think that it’s a good idea to swim in this weather…”

  It was true. The rain was still coming down, and the storm had made the water in the ocean wild and chaotic.

  “There’s no other choice,” said Julius. “I will be fine. Just be ready to steer the boat further out if the tide begins to pick up.”

  He slid over the side of boat and into the sea. It was colder than he expected, and the churning of the waves made it hard at first for him to swim quickly. He focused on breathing, and began to get into a rhythm.

  As he approached closer to the boat, he took a breath of air and dove under the water. It was silent below the surface, and seemed to be a huge contrast to what was going on above. Julius pulled himself through the water, continuing until his lungs began to burn for air, and then finally let himself float up.

  He was only a couple feet away from the boat. Some of the saltwater dripped into his yes, making them sting and keeping him from being able to see clearly. Still, he pushed his way forward, and found the side of the massive craft through touch alone.

  It took him a minute to pull the explosive out of his pocket and get it situated. He tried to secure it as high up on the craft as he could, but the shifting level of the water made it difficult. Still, the adhesive on it seemed to be powerful, and Julius felt himself feeling confident that it would stay put, at least for a couple of hours.

  He turned, set his feet on the boat, and then pushed off it in the direction he’d come from. The storm had picked up a little bit, enough to make it hard for him to maintain his direction after a few feet. The rain was coming down fast enough that each breath he took pulled water in with it, and he found himself coughing and sputtering.

  Julius kept swimming, but the situation seemed to grow more dire as he began to grow tired. He didn’t want to call out for fear of being heard by anyone left on the ship, so instead, he put all of his energy into cutting his hands through the water and making his way forward.
/>   Every stroke was harder than the last, and soon enough, he found his energy reserves depleted. Julius tried to look for the shore, but it was impossible to see anything through the harsh gale. He floundered, and felt himself beginning to drop under.

  A hand grabbed him by the shoulder, followed by another one. Julius panicked, and then realized that it was Jess. He grabbed ahead of him with his arms and found the boat, and then he pulled himself up and into it, coughing and sputtering as he collapsed onto the bottom.

  “That was close,” said Jess. “I think you should have taken swimming lessons as a kid.”

  Julius tried to respond to her jab, but he was coughing too hard.

  “I’m going to aim this thing for the far side of the island, away from where we are now,” said Jess. “We can set out from there and try to find a way to get in close to the hotel without being seen.”

  “We have one,” said Julius. “And it won’t just get us close, but inside.”

  They continued on the boat until they had curved around the bend of the island, and then brought it in to the shore. Jess helped Julius pull it up onto the sand, and the two of them hid it among some vegetation on the edge of the jungle.

  The spot they had landed at wasn’t too far from where Julius had found the boat originally the day before. This was something that he’d been counting on. It was easy for him to spot the landmarks he needed, and lead them into the jungle.

  Above them, the clouds were still totally overcast, but at least for the moment, the storm had halted. Julius was grateful for the momentary respite. Every time the two of them would push through a barrier of dense foliage, water droplets would fall down on them, keeping them from being able to effectively dry off.

  It took Julius about a half hour to lead the two of them there, but eventually the pit and the tunnel that he had discovered with Maya and Anna from the day before was at their feet. He crouched down low and looked into it, his eyes being drawn first to the now visible human bones at the bottom.

  “This is your idea?” asked Jess. “How do you know it even leads anywhere?”

  “I just have a feeling,” said Julius. “And at this point, a hunch is better to go off than nothing.”

  He slid down the brick lined edge of the pit and landed at the bottom. Jess followed slowly, careful with her movements. Julius held the gun in one hand as he slowly approached the dark entrance to the tunnel, kicking bones aside without meaning to.

  “I think we’re going to need something to see with down here,” he said. “Maybe we could make a torch…?”

  Jess smiled at him, and reached into her pocket. She pulled out an antique zippo and tossed it to him.

  “Here,” she said. “It was my dad’s.”

  Julius nodded, and then stepped into the darkness. He flicked on the zippo, feeling the warmth of the flame lick at his thumb as he sparked it up.

  “Let’s go,” he said to Jess. “We don’t have a lot of time.

  CHAPTER 31

  The tunnel had a dank, suffocating feel. It was full of stale air and long decayed bodies, and as Julius and Jess got far enough into it for the light from the entrance to fade, he felt as though they had descended down to the catacombs of Earth.

  All of the walls were made of uniform brick, and Julius found himself marveling at it from an engineering standpoint. It looked to be at least several hundred years old, but was still in remarkably good condition. The only question in his mind that loomed bigger than how it was built was why it existed to begin with.

  “Look, there is an intersection,” said Jess. “These tunnels might lead all over the island.”

  “That would not surprise me in the least,” Julius replied.

  They could either go left, right, or straight. Julius trusted his inner compass and continued leading them forward, knowing that it would be the quickest way to get underneath the hotel, but still wondering just where the other tunnels would bring him to.

  “This island is pretty small,” said Jess. “Maybe it was just a question of space? The original inhabitants might have needed all the land on the surface for farming…”

  “Maybe…” said Julius. “But you would think that there would be more stuff down here, if that was the case.”

  The only thing they had seen up until that point had been the bones, and all of those had only been in the pit at the beginning. All of the tunnels were empty. If it hadn’t been for all of the dirt and decay coating the bricks, it could have been considered pristine.

  Another intersection loomed ahead, and this time, Julius stepped closer to one of the walls. There were some stone engravings he could feel on the rough brick, and when he brought his lighter closer, what he saw was both shocking and confusing.

  “It’s a…diagram,” he said. “It’s like a little etching of a circle.”

  He brought his face and the flame closer in an attempt to make out no detail. The same pattern had been scratched into the stone many times over, almost as though it were a decorative pattern.

  “No, it’s not a circle,” said Jess. “I think…it’s a little planet.”

  Julius looked more closely, and could see that she was right. There were fine, definite details that fleshed out the little spheres, almost as though they were maps. There was something above it though, another shape inset about an inch up.

  “It looks almost like something is crashing down,” said Julius. “That looks kind of like a meteorite…and that looks like fire.”

  “No way,” said Jess. “They built these tunnels as a fallout shelter, then?”

  Julius moved the zippo towards the other wall, seeing more of the little diagrams all around.

  “I have no idea,” said Julius. “But it’s as good of a guess as any.”

  The two of them kept walking down the tunnel, in what they thought was the direction of the hotel. The distance seemed to be much more underground, and every step felt as though it was taking them deeper into a world that they would have difficulty coming back from.

  Julius had always enjoyed hiking and most outdoor sports, but spelunking had never been one of his favorites. He felt himself beginning to feel hotter, and wasn’t able to discern whether it was just from the stuffy air or his own anxiety. Jess seemed to pick up on it and rested her hand over his.

  “Hey, it’s okay,” she said. “We’ll be out soon, and this tunnel is a good thing for us. Even if it doesn’t spill out into the hotel, we might be able to find an exit nearby and get behind any perimeter they might have set up.”

  They kept going, passing one more intersection within the next few hundred feet. After a while, noise began to cut into the tunnel. Julius slowed down and moved closer to the wall it was coming from.

  He could hear voices, muffled by the brick and dirt, but definitely voices. He put his ear up against the bricks and did his best to listen in.

  “I think she needs us upstairs, we’re spreading out the search for the man further.”

  “What? How is that going to do any good? We know he’ll come back to the hotel eventually.”

  “Orders are orders.”

  There were some footsteps that slowly drifted off, and then nothing. Julius ran his hands along the height of the wall and found a couple of loose bricks in the middle.

  “Help me out with these,” he said.

  It took a little bit of fidgeting to get the bricks started, but once the first one had been removed, the rest of them crumbled out of the wall easily. Julius was surprised to find that only a thin layer of dirt separated the wall of the tunnel from the wall of the basement, almost as though it had been intentionally built adjacent to the catacombs.

  He listened again for any sounds on the other side. He could hear a couple of faint noises, but it didn’t sound as though it was more than one person. Julius figured that he would just have to take his chances.

  “Back up a little bit,” he whispered to Jess.

  Julius stood in front of the basement wall, and then lifted one of his fe
et into the air and launched it into the hard foundation. His first kick had no effect, but he persisted, and by the second or third one the way began to give way.

  His foot broke through around kick number six, and after that, it only took a couple of seconds for him and Jess to enlarge the opening enough for a person to get through. Julius slipped in, and was surprise to see Dr. Andreas sitting in a chair across the cellar.

  “What the hell?” she said.

  “We’ve come to rescue all of you,” said Julius. “I know, it’s shocking, but I’m the sentimental, leave no woman behind type.”

  He quickly walked around the basement, double checking it for any enemies. Jess made it through the hole and brushed herself off.

  “Are you insane?” whispered the doctor. “The building is full of armed soldiers. You need to get as far away from here as possible.”

  “Relax, we have a plan,” replied Julius. “If everything works out, we can get this situation under control without too much trouble.”

  “I’m telling you, we don’t have enough firepower to take down all of them!”

  “That’s where this comes into play.” Julius pulled the detonator out of his pocket and held it in his hand. It felt strangely heavy, even though superficially it looked almost fake, like a toy.

  “Are you ready, Jess?” he asked. “After I set this off, we’ll wait maybe ten minutes, and then head up. Is there anything down here that can be used as a weapon, doc?”

  Doctor Andreas thought for a moment, and then made her way to her medical cabinet and began rummaging around through it.

  “They took almost everything related to my research, for you, but this might just do the trick.” The doctor pulled out a small canister and handed it to Jess. “Spray it at somebody’s face and they will break into the mother of all coughing fits.”

  “Alright,” said Julius. “I guess it’s time to get this show on the road.”

  He pressed his finger down on the red button in his hand, and then…nothing happened.

  “How do we know if it worked?” asked Jess.