Interdimensional milking 20 – Contagion

Recap: Max is a teenager from Earth in the distant future, who attends a boarding school where his seed is automatically harvested every day.

Max is starting to become comfortable expressing his feelings for Brill in public, but as he is about to discover, there may be a price to pay.

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Interdimensional milking 20 – Contagion

“Hey kiddo! You finally remembered how to use the Vone then?!”

Max’s father Jonathan chided him gently, smiling as he spoke.

“Yeah, sorry about that. It’s so easy to forget. Time just goes so quickly here.”

“No need to apologise Max, I was only kidding. I know what it’s like to be a teenager. The last thing you wanna do is talk to your old man on the vone.”

“Nah it’s not that at all dad, it’s just…”

“Hey kiddo, I’m only messing with you. It’s great to hear from you. How are things going?”

“Things are pretty good most of the time thanks dad. I’m in the infirmary though – quarantine. And I got into a fight.”

“The infirmary? Were you hurt? Who were you fighting?”

“I’m not here ‘cause of the fight. I’m here because I’ve got this virus. It’s not too serious, but I’ve gotta stay here for a couple of weeks while it clears up.”

“How bad is it?”

“It’s not so bad really dad; runny nose, headaches, and all my joints are really hurting so I can’t really walk around much.”

He held up his hands so that his father could see his nails.

“Look, blue fingernails too. Apparently that can last for years. Something to do with the capillaries.”

His fingernails were not truly blue; more of a very pale purple, but it was clear that there was an issue with the blood flow there.

“My darling, sorry you’re suffering. Is it infectious?”

“Yeah it can be, but not between humans.”

“Now what does THAT mean? Tell me you haven’t been kissing the tarabellas have you?”

Max hadn’t even SEEN a tarabella since he’d arrived on Herschel Majoris, but the small primates were legendary for their massive libido.

He laughed.

“Nooo dad. This is called Pasolini’s Complex. Apparently you only catch it from close contact with Herschellians.”

“How close?”

Max looked coy.

“Oh you know, pretty close. Kissing close.”

Jonathan beamed.

“Maaax, have you been seeing someone? I’m so happy for you. We were so worried that you might find it hard to make friends.”

Max heard his second father Dominic speaking from out of the field of the camera.

“Max is seeing someone? That’s fantastic. I hope it doesn’t distract from his studies.”

“So tell me all about her. What’s her name? How long have you been seeing her?”

Jonathan was like a giggly teenager at the thought of his son’s relationship.

“Him,” Max corrected.

“Excuse me?”

“It’s not a her, it’s a him. His name is Brill.”

“You’re seeing a boy? Omj! Omj!”

Max grinned at his father’s attempt to use teen language. Jonathan was almost unbearably excited at the thought that his son was seeing a boy. Of course, his base emotional level was pretty excitable at the best of times but this news was made him happier still. As a gay couple, Jonathan and Dominic were careful never to push heir son in that direction, but having a gay son meant that they would be close in ways that would not have been possible before.

“What’s he like? How did you meet?”

“We met at school. Of course. We wrestled a few times. Got to know each other.”

“Wrestled? Jeez, it’s like something from a Norman Rockwell painting!”

“Who’s Normal Rockwell?”

“He was a painter on Earth hundreds of years ago. He did paintings of boy scouts, and kids fishing, growing up paintings, that kind of thing. And kids wrestling.”

“Yeah, he probably didn’t paint this sort of wrestling.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, we’re locked in this EV suits almost all the time. It can be kind of difficult to cope with. Sometimes you feel frustrated, you know, sexually. So you wrestle someone, and the light goes green and, well, you know the rest.”

“The light?”

Max frowned.

“You know, on the EV suit. It shows when um, when the harvesting thing is working.”

Jonathan look back at Max blankly.

“Jeez dad, you signed me up for this. Didn’t you bother to look into how it works?”

“No not really. It’s the law. They wouldn’t do anything to hurt you. We didn’t really get into the details.”

Jonathan turned to his husband.

“Hey Dom, do you know how these harvesting things work?”

“No not really. They use some kind of portal technology to collect semen that’s all I know.”

“Daaad!” Max said, his pitch rising. “I can’t believe you don’t know how it works.”

“We’re a bit old for it sweetheart.”

“Not true. We went to Central and there was a homeless guy, and he was wearing an EV suit, just lying there being milked. And adults can hire them to watch EV movies.”

“Wow, it sounds like a different world out there. So you were telling me about this wrestling.”

“Oh yeah, so when you’re feeling, you know, horny, you find a boy to wrestle with, then, well, if you get a boner, the harvester and the implant takes over, then afterwards you err, well, umm, you don’t feel frustrated anymore.”

“What a great idea!”

Dominic stuck his head into the top of shot diagonally from in front of Jonathan. Max cracked up. Dominic didn’t play the fool often, but Max always loved it when he did. He grinned broadly at his dad.

“Hi dad! Yeah, so that was one of the first times I met Brill.”

“So he’s a native?” Dominic asked.

“I don’t know. I never asked, but he’s part Herschellian. He’s got these weird powers. He can read your thoughts, and I think he can kind of make people do whatever he wants. He used it to stop this fight we got into.”

“Yeah, tell us about this fight” Jonathan said.

“Well these city kids EV jacked one of our friends. That’s when they beat you up and steal your EV suit. So we bumped into them and got into a fight then the EV suits started a max stim and we would have been in trouble cause the kids weren’t wearing EVs so it wouldn’t have affected them but then Brill just stood up and told them to back off and they just did then sec came and arrested us all and….”

“Whoa, whoa, slow down Max, take a breath,” Dominic said.

Jonathan slapped Dominic on the arm.

“Leave him alone Dom. Can’t you see he’s excited?”

Dominic hugged Jonathan and kissed him on the cheek.

“Oh I can see that, but he’s talking a mile a minute and I want to find out what happened.”

Max interjected.

“Anyway, we all got arrested and taken to sec, but once they saw the cam footage and called the school, they realised it was self-defence, so they arrested the kids and let us go.”

“Well that’s a relief,” Dominic said. “I don’t think you’d look good in stripes.”

Max smiled.

“So tell us more about this boy. What did you say his name was?”

“His name’s Brill.”

“How long have you been seeing each other. How serious is it?”

“We’ve only been going steady for a few days, but we’ve been friends almost since I first came here.”

“And how serious is it?”

Max sighed and got a far away look.

“Dad, he’s the most perfect person I ever met in my life.”

Dominic hugged Jonathan again.

“I know that feeling Maxxie. I knew the first second me and Jonathan met that we’d be together for the rest of our lives.”

Jonathan looked up at Dominic and they kissed tenderly on the lips. Dominic wasn’t big on public displays of affection but his feelings ran deep.

“Dad, he’s… he’s amazing. He’s kind and patient and funny and smart and… I don’t know. There’s so much that I love about him but it’s hard to describe.”

“What does he look like, can you show us a pic.”


Max picked up a pad from the top of the bedside table.

“Here we, oh oh no, not that one, not that one, not that…”

He swiped past photo after photo of Brill. Eventually he looked up.

Blushing, he sheepishly said, “I don’t have any that aren’t nude.”

Dominic burst out laughing. A hearty belly laugh that he very rarely released.

Jonathan said, “Well, can you put your finger over his dangly bits and show us?”

“Umm, no, better not,” Max said.

Dominic smiled.

“Alright, so what does he look like?” Jonathan asked. “Can you at least describe him to us?”

Max got that far away, happy look again as he thought of Brill.

“He’s beautiful. Perfect. He’s got blonde hair, kind of a thinnish face, nice lips. He’s slim, a bit muscly but not much. He’s quite tall. And he’s got the most amazing eyes. They’re brown but they have these little bits of gold around the edges, and they get brighter when he feels strong emotions. Oh zip, look here he is.”

He covered the bottom half of the screen with four fingers and held the pad up to his vone as he spoke. Brill’s image smiled at Max’s fathers.

“See, isn’t he great? He’s perfect right?”

“Darling, he’s absolutely gorgeous. We’re so happy for you, aren’t we Dom?”

“Absolutely. Max, I hope that you guys will be happy together for a long long time.”

“Yeah me too!”

Dominic and Jonathan both knew that the odds were massively against Max’s first relation lasting but they both resisted the urge to keep his feet on the ground with a cautionary warning. There was no need to cast a cloud over his obvious happiness.

Max chattered happily for a further half an hour before he ran out of news, then he said his goodbyes. Jonathan blew him a kiss and Dominic wished him well then they hung up.



That evening, Brill called.

“Hey Brill!”

Max was delighted to hear from his friend.

“Hey Max. Sorry to call but they’re not allowing visitors. Especially not me. They reckon I might have given it to you; a carrier or something. I’m really sorry.”


“For making you sick.”

Max beamed at him.

“Don’t be. I’d feel like this a hundred times for what you did.”

Brill frowned.

“What do you mean?”

“You taught me how to kiss. You haven’t forgotten already. How many boys have you taught?!” Max asked playfully.

Brill smiled warmly. Max’s words made him inhale with happiness.

“Just you Max. A couple of people taught me, but you were the first person I ever wanted to teach back.”

“That’s good,” Max smiled.

“So how you feeling?”

Max shrugged.

“Not so bad. I’d rather be out there with you though.”

“Yeah, I wish you were here too.”

“Miss Janeway said I’ll be out in a week or two.”

“That’s not so long I guess. I was hoping we could skin time together.”

“Yeah, that’ll be great.”

“I guess I’ll have to save it till then. I guess I could go wrestle Stan.”

“I wouldn’t.”

“Nah, I was only joking. I know he gets aggressive.”


“Hey Max, I gotta go soon; late study, but is there anything I can get for you? Anything you need?”

“Nah, I’ve been watching my classes on holo, and the teachers are all getting homework to me. All I want is to get out of here.”

“Yeah, I bet. Well feel better soon Max. I’ll vone tomorrow. Love you.”

Max was overwhelmed by emotion. He could barely speak. Those two little words meant the world to him.

“You too,” he whispered, fearful that he voice would crack if he spoke louder.


Max lay thinking for ten minutes, a perpetual smile on his face, then he picked up his pad to continue working on the game he had begun months ago.

One comment

    • Kevin B Thao-
    • 11th February 2019 at 11:01 pm-
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    Kevin was here. Read clearly and understand. Good story!

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