The last of the breeders

***Author's note: I plan to add pictures in the future after I finish the baseline story arc***

My name is Simon (27) and as the only adopted child I was living with my family in a family appartment with my dad, my mother (Janet, 36) and my little sister Andrea (18)

I woke up one saturday morning in july and thinking I was going to get some weekends sleep after my week of hard work, but then my mother and sister rushed to my room, stressed out and crying. I could not understand what was wrong, what could possibly be so urgent?

Simon: "What has happened mom?"

Janet: "Your father died of something yesterday. He was coughing blood and we tried to call an ambulance but they couldn't make it in time, they were too overloaded *sniffle*"

I reached out to them and gave them both a hug. After they had consolidated themselves and calmed down, we prepared breakfast and sat down in the living room couch and turned on the news. Appearantly, some sort of virus has broken out that appears to affect males.

Female reporter: "Virologists are currently working on a cure or vaccine, but until then, we urge all males to stay indoors

Janet: "Goodness lets not hope any of this happens to you" she embraces me in a motherly hug, her big breasts squeezing up against my face. My mom was looking really good for her age. I knew it was wrong to have that kind of thoughts about my own mother, but there weren't really many women in my life.

A couple of days pass and turning on the news again reveals the situation. Almost all males in the birth registry have been reported dead.

Female reporter: "We suspect it could be all, but we are awaiting confirmation. A new decision made by the united nations have urged countries to find any remaining males and keep track of them."

A few seconds later the phone calls. It's an unknown number.

The voice: "Hello this is Amber from the derpartment of defence, who am I talking to?"

A little nervously I reply "It's Simon" The feds probably just wanted to check if I was alive is what I thought, but what came next shocked me as I heard first in the background "excellent we have found a male, send forces to pick him up immiedietly! I want medical staff and armed soldiers to ensure he is protected" After which she returned to the conversation, reattaching her headset. "Simon wherever you are don't move, we are coming to make sure you are ok and to do some tests on you. You may have some kind of immunity to the virus. Then you will immiediately be transported to a government owned facility known as 'the haven' more details coming soon"

I hung up on her and entered the kitchen where my sister was working from home on her laptop, clacking away with a dead stare as though she wanted to forget. Probably about the **** of our father, but maybe her boyfriend was not immune either. I put a hand on her shoulder and she looked up at me a little starstruck in her eyes. Maybe I had given her ideas. Her clothes were rather revealing, a short skirt and blue sports top of which you could see her hardening nipples as she probably thought dirty thoughts about me, as I now suddenly had become a rarity in this world, having something a lot of women would want. Andrea stopped working and looked at me with puppy doll eyes.

Andrea: "Bro... I know it's kinda wrong to ask, but... Now that you are one of the only men in the world" She stood up and put a hand on my chest, the knees of her slender legs squeezing together nervously in anticipation "I kind of never got around to you know... 'doing it' with Bryan"

I could not believe what she was incinuating, but it was admittedly a tempting offer.

Andrea: "Pleease bro." she pleaded "I really want to know what it feels like"