Aftermath - Ryan's Story

The guys he worked with had all said it was nothing. Ryan Terrenova decided there was no real concern. Even when he saw Mayor Nagin on the TV a second time ordering the immediate evacuation of New Orleans, Ryan shrugged it off. Every couple of years, someone was ordering New Orleans to be evacuated. It was like the childhood story of the ‘boy Who Cried Wolf’.

After work, Ryan went home and fell asleep. Sleep showed his true masculine beauty, he was an extremely handsome blonde, a chiseled hunk of French and Spanish descent. Though considered white trash now, his genes went back to the early days of New Orleans.

Hurricane Katrina woke Ryan up! It hit the city with such force! Ryan lived in a very old apartment, the back walls were actually flexing as the hurricane moved into the city! He grabbed the remote and turned on the TV, there was only snow. He grinned, anytime the wind blew in New Orleans, Charter Cable seemed not to work. He was about to turn off the TV when the power failed!

Ryan frowned, late August were not good times to be without air conditioning in New Orleans. The late summer heat and humidity were bad when you didn’t have electricity. He sighed, opened his windows and went back to bed. He lay naked on top of the sheets.

He listened to the winds and the creaks as the hurricane did its damage. He watched the outside walls of his apartment flex, he watched things vibrate as the powerful hurricane ripped thru the ancient city.

He had grown up in the Louisiana Gulf, he knew to stay away from the windows. He had been thru many storms. He was almost calm as the terrible winds and pressure passed over him. In early July, Tropical Storm Cindy had entered the city, he didn’t think Hurricane Katrina was as bad. The winds calmed, still no power, just as a joke, he checked the phone, he grinned as he heard nothing.

It normally took 6 to 12 hours for the lights to come back on. The cable and phone might not work for 2 or 3 days after a direct hit from a hurricane. Ryan shrugged and grabbed some lube from his night stand. No storms would stop his needs!

Ryan’s dick was just as fine as the rest of him, 7 cut inches of thick meat! He stroked it, running his thumb under the edge of the big mushroom head as he worked his fuck tool! He jacked about 10 minutes and groaned as he spent his load! He cleaned up his cum and went to shower. Damn, no water either!

There was nothing left but more sleep. Ryan stretched out, still naked in the hot New Orleans climate. He tossed his head a few times as he woke up hours later! He was confused as he looked around his second story apartment!

He was looking at 2 feet of water! Oh, God! He must have left the water taps on when he had tried to shower! His landlord would evict him, sue him! How had he fucked up like this? Damn, he must have flooded his neighbor below!

Ryan sloshed thru the standing water, and made it to a window, he was going to look outside to see if his neighbor was home. He thru opened the drapes and his mouth fell open in shock!

“What in the fuck?” he yelled. “What in the fuck?” He went to another window, he viewed the same scene!

All over New Orleans, many people had woken up to the same thing. No one knew what to think. Anyone and everyone was used to a little flooding in New Orleans, but with flood levels up to 13 feet, no one could understand what they were seeing. The levees and pumps had been installed generations ago, no one understood the city had failed, no one understood that New Orleans was now a part of the Gulf.

There were no radios, no cell phones would work, no power, no water, nothing! As Ryan tried to find some clothes, he felt lost and sick. He opened his front door and more water rushed in!

He sloshed back to his front window, he could see people on roofs! Ryan smelt something, he realized it was salt water! He had partied many times at the incredible Lake Pontchartrain. As he thought of the huge salt water lake, he remembered its levees.

The levees had broken! Ryan may have been a piece of handsome white trash, but he wasn’t without common sense. He didn’t need the TV or a cell phone to tell him the old worn out dirt levees had gave way. He looked around his small apartment, he looked outside. The water appeared to be rising.

Everyone in New Orleans knew the only part of the city above sea level was the French Quarter. That’s why they had the stupid pumps and the levees. As Ryan looked out his window, he was in a state of shock. He kicked at the water on his apartment floor, he yelled and cussed! As he watched more water filling his apartment, he knew it was time to leave.

Ryan walked out his front door and for the first time he didn’t use the steps to get downstairs, the handsome New Orleans stud just began swimming! The French Quarter was almost 2 miles away, Ryan’s only thought was to swim towards it.

He swam, his feet weren’t touching the street as he swam and paddled thru it. He looked around in shock as he saw one story homes completely engulfed in water, people were on the roofs of taller homes! The water he swam thru was tainted with oil and gas from cars beneath it, more crude oil was leaking from one of the New Orleans refineries.

Ryan was strong and muscular but he wasn’t a swimmer. When he tired, he clutched roof tops or climbed on them! He was so thirsty! He knew better then to drink the water he swam thru. He got weaker and weaker as his body needed water. The sun beat down, the humidity in the city was higher then ever with the flood waters! He needed a drink! It was late summer in New Orleans, 90 degrees or better as the handsome stud tried to swim to the French Quarter!

He was having a light heat stroke, the physical effort and the lack of fluids were taking their toll on him. He couldn’t recognize his own city with the street covered in so many feet of water. He forced himself to go on! As he did, so many hours later, he was recognizing things again. He was close to City Park! The French Quarter wasn’t far away! When he got to one on New Orleans oldest streets, Esplanade Avenue he was able to walk thru about 4 feet of water. He was exhausted, he would walk a few feet, lean against a live oak tree and then make it another few feet.

As he walked up Esplanade the water was lower and lower. He made it to a Circle K Convenience Store. The windows were all smashed out, he went inside looking for water of any kind. There was nothing! That is when Ryan just started blacking out! He was dehydrated, exhausted, and he blacked out!

He woke up, no idea where he was, but he was tied to a bed. His body had been cleaned, he lay on a nice clean bed naked on white sheets. A man, twice Ryan’s age walked into the room. The man had a military hair cut and was dressed in all black. Ryan was face down on the bed, tied in a submissive posture, his legs spreads.

“Untie me!” Ryan demanded, “Let me loose!” Ryan was pissed at being tied up.

“Relax son. The military has taken control of New Orleans. The President has sent us in to regain control of this city. The damage at that store amounts to a 100,00 dollars or more. You’re the one we caught inside of it. Are you ready to go to jail for that?” The man asked.

“Fuck! I was just looking for water! The store was looted and emptied!” Ryan answered.

“I know that. It doesn’t matter. I can charge you with it, or you can do what I want you to do and I can get you to safety. I know you are innocent but that doesn’t matter to me, what matters is you do what I say!” The man answered.

Ryan was a very wise white trash boy. “You’re a faggot right? You want sex with me, right?”

The older man shook his head, “Not right but close. I want to see your Cajun ass fucked!”

Ryan smirked backed, “I ain’t Cajun. I am a fucking US citizen that will remember your face until I die!”

The man smirked back, “Too bad, but you’re ass is getting fucked anyway. Have fun, I’ll be watching!”

Ryan watched, this day had been so unreal, and now even after his city had flooded, some teen aged kid was walking in the room totally naked. The kid was sporting a dick that a bull would have been able to make a herd of cows happy with!

Ryan screamed as that huge cock was forced inside his ass! The kid fucked and fucked and fucked! The huge dick was ripping straight Ryan’s asshole apart! The kid fucked and fucked!

Ryan screamed, he yelled, there was no one to hear his pain in the sunken city! He used all his muscles to try and break the ropes that held him down! He couldn’t get free!

It was almost an hour later before the kid finished with Ryan’s fine beautiful man ass. It was almost 6 days later when the US President actually sent military in to help the starving New Orleans citizens. It was on the 7th day after Katrina’s aftermath that Ryan was found still tied to the bed. Ryan screamed weakly as he watched the military men walk in the room where he was tied to a bed with a teenager’s cum drying in his ass!