Making men

Mary’s house was too quiet.

The front door clicked shut behind her, and the emptiness of the space pressed in like a held breath. No music, no TV, no Tom humming tunelessly in the kitchen. Just the hollow hum of the refrigerator and the distant ticking of the hallway clock.

She checked her phone. One message:

"Off to pub."

No kiss emoji. No love you. Just three words, blunt as a hammer.

Well, at least he’s still talking to me.

She reheated last night’s pasta, made a half-hearted portion for Tom in case he stumbled in hungry, and collapsed onto the couch. The TV flickered to life, casting blue shadows across her face.

She scrolled to an old rom-com she’d loved something stupid, sweet and a bit sexy, the kind of thing she and Tom used to watch tangled up together, laughing at the cheesy lines and getting excited by the nudity. But the film wasn’t the same.

Where’s the scene where they kiss against the rain-soaked window?

Now, the leads barely touched. A moment that had once been electric "I want to fun you all night" was clumsily dubbed over with, "I’d like to spend quality time with you."

Mary’s fingers tightened around the remote. She flicked through Netflix, Prime, even the state approved streaming services. Every film, every show gutted. Passion reduced to polite handshakes.

Christ. We really are living in a world without sex.

She poured a glass of wine, the first of many, and let her mind drift back to the clinic. To the stranger whose cock had filled her just hours ago. The way his breath had hitched when she took him inside her. The fact that he’d seen her picture and he was a stranger to her.

The thought sent a slow, guilty heat through her.

Her fingers slid under her still unbuttoned nurse’s uniform, tracing the dampness between her thighs

The front door crashed open.

Tom staggered in, reeking of cheap lager and sweat. Mary rushed to him, pressing her lips to his before he could protest. He pulled back, his eyes glassy, his mouth slack.

She **** a smirk. "If you come to my work tomorrow, I’ll give you a little surprise."

Tom mumbled something into her hair "Sloppy seconds" before lurching past her, collapsing onto the spare bed without another word.

Mary stared at the closed door, her fists clenched.

Fuck him. His loss.

The next morning, Mary’s skull throbbed in time with her footsteps as she entered the clinic.

Sally bounded over before she could even hang up her coat. "Have you heard?!"

Mary massaged her temples. "Heard what?"

Sally grabbed Marys hands and said "Haven't you heard, there is a new government initiative"

Mary signed "Ok I haven't and I don't have the patience to guess so why not tell me"

Sally looked slightly crest fallen but her smile remained "It has been decided that all men who are still in education and are over the age of eighteen years have to attend at the clinic, all of the ones who are old enough are be brought over from their schools and it starts today"

Mary rubbed her eyes, this was not a good day to have a hangover.

She entered the canteen and Senga was already stretching, Mary noted that she had stopped wearing underwear and was putting on quite a show, Auntie was the complete opposite she sat sipping her aromatic tea humming hymns to herself whilst fully dressed in constrictive garb.

Senga saw Mary and stopped her lunges, "You you've heard then, we are getting a bunch of horny eighteen year olds in"

Mary pre-paired a bottle of water for later and nodded, Senga continued "Poor bastards, all of them are virgins and the way things are going they will all die virgins"

Sally asked "what do you mean" with genuine concern in her voice

Mary signed "If you think about it the current government legislation and restrictions are probably never going to end, as a result they will never legally be allowed to have sex, they will only be allowed to come to clinics like this to be milked by women like us"

Sally's face crumbled and tears began to form in her eyes "those poor boys, that's terrible"

The three women nodded and agreed, the room went quiet and Sally piped up "We need to do something about this, its not right, we need to make these boys men"

Mary looked at the other women and they were nodding "Are you saying that we need to fuck them so that they loose their virginity"

Sally nodded, "Yes every one, its the right thing to do"

Auntie nodded "Its the Christian thing to do"

Mary left the room and returned seconds later with a list of pre-planned visits, she was aware that it wouldn't include drop-ins but at least they had an idea.

She went through the pages and number and said "from this we can expect about one hundred from schools and further education that means about twenty five each"

Senga cackled. "Fuck yes. This is why I took this job!"

Mary entered her booth, she took a long sip of water and knew what to do, the first cock slid through the partition soft, uncertain, shaking she didn’t hesitate.

She took the cock in her hands and kissed the head, it grew ever harder and from her experience she knew that this wouldn't take long, holding the chair she bent over and pushed her already naked pussy against it, on the other side of the wall she heard a gasp and then she felt the cock push into her deeply, Mary enjoyed the sensation for a second and began to ride the cock until she though the time was right and pulled off it grabbing it tightly and letting it cum full the container which she labelled and put in the fridge.

There you go. Now you’re a man.

Three hours later, Mary’s thighs trembled.

Thirty young men. Thirty cocks. Thirty muffled moans, thirty containers filled and labelled.

Some had come the second she touched them. Others had fucked her like they were starving for it. One God, the last one had stretched her so wide she’d had to bite her lip to keep from screaming.

She had kept her position at the hole, her pussy at the entrance waiting for the next hard cock, she was still dripping when the next visitor arrived.

The cock was already hard but very small and thin. It pushed into her several time and she kept her position, she was aware that she would take no pleasure from the stranger but this may make them cum a bit faster.

Then—

"Fuck, I’ve wanted this for so long."

Mary’s blood turned to ice.

No. No, no, no—

She jerked back just as a single, bloodshot eye pressed against the hole.

Bill. Her neighbour. The creep who’d leered at her for years.

His voice slithered through the partition. "You’re gonna do exactly what I say, or I’ll tell the police you broke the law. They’ll swab my cock. Find your cunt all over it."

Mary’s heart hammered. Tom. The clinic. Her job. All gone if he talked.

"What do you want?" Her voice barely a whisper.

Bill’s grin was audible. "First, push your nipple through the hole."

She obeyed pulling her top open and letting her breast fall free, she fed a nipple through the wall and felt his teeth clamped down like a starving dog’s. Mary winced as she felt the crooked teeth and the hard suck

"Now the other one."

Mary fed her breast through the hole and the same sensation she looked at her freed nipple and it looked almost purple from the sucking and biting. With a loud pop he stopped and she could hear him wiping his chin, "Ok I am going to put my hand through, I want to feel your cunt"

"Let me feel your cunt."

Mary had always hatted that word but did what she was told, she stood at the hole and saw the small skinny hand poke through she let him touch her most intimate place and winced as he roughly grabbed her clitoris, she felt him pulled on it but didn't give him the pleasure of making a noise, fingers slip underneath and explore her most intimate place, her mind flashed back to Tom and he had been the last and only man to have done that in the past

The hand disappeared and Mary realised that she had been holding her breath, she exhaled and the skinny cock appeared. From the other side she heard "I want you to suck my cock, I want to worship it, and I don't wont to cum in no plastic pot I want to cum down your throat and for you to suck every drop".

Mary went to her knees and began to suck Bills cock, she could taste herself on him and shame burned through her body, How could she have been so careless she thought.

Bills shrill voice from the other side rang in her ears, "Fuck this is amazing, I am licking my fingers tasting you, looking at your naked pictures on the little screen whilst you suck my cock"

Anger burned in Mary but she kept it in check, far quicker that she expected Bill erupted in her mouth, Mary was good to her word and every drop was swallowed, she waited for him to soften before pulling away and wiping her chin, the hole closed and Mary cleaned herself up, fury still burning hot.

Hours later her shift was finished and she returned home, her nipples still burned from the **** and she felt that she would never get rid of Bill's taste. All Mary wanted was to take a long bath and crack open the fresh bottle of wine she had bought, then go to bed, she opened her door and walked into the living room, her mouth dropped open and a wave of sadness and pity filled her

Tom sat slumped on the couch, his face hollow.

He was wearing a state issued shirt bright red, the word "WANKER" stamped across the chest in bold white letters.

And below the waist

Oh God.

A chastity device. Cold, gleaming steel, clamped around his cock and balls like a vice.

Mary’s hands flew to her mouth. "Tom what the fuck?!"