No Time Left for You

"Yeah, I want to stay here. Now I know not to marry any of those seven wives, but probably marry the last one. Wait, forty-eight hours? The deadline is in... forty seven..."

"Yeah," said the other me, looking down. "Now all you gotta do is get Ray to talk to a girl first!"

It was 0300 hours, we tried to sleep in the lab before the big day tomorrow.

~~~

"Hello Ray! Awesome speech my friend, I'm Isaac Heinlein, your new best friend."

"I don't have any friends. And everyone looked like they were falling asleep."

"Nonsense! Hey where ya going? The reception is over here!"

Ray was trying to get away from the crowd. Fuck! The hypo I had to inject him with was small and would only take a second or so, but it's not a very friendly thing to do and Ray wouldn't take kindly to it. Shit.

We were strolling across Harvard Square when it hit me.

"Ray! Oh shit Ray it's a herd of bees! I'm allergic!"

"Do you mean a swarm? I don't see any—"

"Aaauuughhhh! Ray, protect me! Help!"

I sorta hid behind him while tackling him at the same time. I stuck him with the hypo in his arm as I continued to yell and scream.

"Ouch!" Ray cried. "I got stung!"

"Really? Oh, cool, well then let's go. He got you instead of me. Up you go, that's it. Oh wow, look at that little freshman over there."

"What's the matter with you? You said a swarm was... oh. Hey. She's... attractive."

"And lost, Ray. What should we do?"

"You could go help her or... maybe I could... no, I can't."

"Come on Ray! She's dying for an older gentleman such as yourself to help her. Go do it!"

"I am twenty-one, you think I'm too old for her?"

I gave him a little push. He headed towards her. I sat on a bench and tried not to look too anxious. He was speaking to her, I could see his mouth moving, words were coming out of his mouth! He pointed across the square, she was nodding... she folded her arms with her books in front of her as they both walked away from me.

Success?

I reported back to the lab where we high-fived in hopes of our success. We spent the rest of the day cleaning up our notes and organizing our studies. We knew this would be a paper we would want to publish so we wanted to get everything prim and proper.

We came back to the lab mid-morning the next day... and didn't know what to do. The only thing left to do was wait and see if I was going to get yanked back to my old timeline, or get cast into eternity, or be left alone here.

"Tricia, I think I need a hug. I'm really worried what's going to happen to me."

"Benjamin-Isaac, you old fart. If you want to have a threesome just say so."

"I want to have a threesomel"

Me and me stripped off our clothes in record time. We advanced on poor Trish with our rock hard cocks pointing right at her.

"Target acquired," I announced.

"We are locked-on," my young self confirmed.

Trish backed up to the couch and sat down in the middle of it. "Have at me, boys."

We were both pleasantly surprised when we got her Harvard sweatshirt off; she had been hiding this fantastic rack under there! Her large, sumptuous breasts were thoroughly inspected, tested for flexibility, and measured for sexual response. Hey, we're scientists.

The combination of a mouth sucking on each of her nipples, my fingers in her pussy, and Young me's finger in her asshole drove her to the edge within just a couple minutes.

"Oh fuck, Isaacs... for Christ suck don't stop!"

I twisted my head to my buddy to show him my teeth on her nipple. He opened his lips to show me his teeth on her other nipple. With a slight nod we pulled our heads back slowly, stretching her breast outwards and, more importantly, severely straining her nipples.

Tricia shrieked unintelligibly as she came, then quivered and trembled as the waves continued crashing on her shores.

Barely pausing, we hoisted her upside down so most of her weight rested on her shoulders and her legs and pelvis stuck straight up in the air. He got the front and I got the back, and our mouths settled on her accompanying erogenous zones. Our faces were too close for comfort, but It was like looking in a mirror so it wasn't a big deal. I tongued her little asshole, preparing it for the main event. Young me ate her out so well she was convulsing again in mere minutes.

Trish slipped down off the couch. "I... (gasp) need a... (gasp) minute..."

I looked at her. "I don't have a minute. I need you." We pulled her up, then laid her limp body on top of me. I tried to reach around and get my cock, but she wasn't helping. Another hand grabbed my cock and placed it where it needed to go.

"Thanks," I said, sheepishly.

"Don't mention it. Ever. I'm serious."

My cock slipped deep inside her vagina. She got suddenly heavy as other me began mounting her ass. I could feel his cock entering her, expanding her asshole and pressing against my cock through the thin walls separating us.

Tricia purred, then moaned, then groaned as we both got fully inside her and began pumping our bodies into hers. We rocked her long and hard, pounded her good and fast, I was thinking we might be ruining her for other men...

She tried to arch her back, then squealed and screamed as orgasms ripped through her yet again, setting off both of ours also. We shot hot cum into her bowels and into her cervix, filling her completely.

It was good to get inside her pants, we all agreed.

Three, Two, One...

"No time left for you, there's no time left for you!"

"Stop singing that damn song, Young Isaac! God, we are such an asshole sometimes."

It was 0159 on the big day. If we didn't fix Ray enough, or the marker removal process failed, then I would be sent to an eternal time zone in about one minute. Or... or what? I guess life will go on? Ray did call in sick for his classes yesterday...

"Fifteen seconds," whispered Trish. Young Isaac spooned her from the back while she and I hugged in the front. She thought if she held me really tight it might help. I didn't disagree. We kissed hard, while Young Isaac's arm reached over and held me close too. My arm wrapped over his/my shoulder and we squeezed Tricia so hard she squeaked like a cat toy.

Her tongue crept into my mouth, feeling heavenly... and... time passed.

The deadline passed. I stayed here.

I started to get a hard on, again. God, I love my rejuvenated body. I guess Young Isaac was getting one too.

"No!" shrieked Trish. "You guys have got to be kidding! I need ten hours, minimum. Go to sleep or suck each other off."

"What/huh?" We both responded.

"Oh come on, I know you've thought about it. Hell, if I could lick my own pussy I would never leave the house."

I looked over at Young Isaac. We each gave the other a sideways glance, then an eyebrow raise, then a furrowed brow.

"N-a-a-a-w-w!" We both said.

"Idiots. Go to sleep."

Tomorrow

"Well, old man Isaac, Ray has missed his classes again today. I'd say it worked. Future Ray ain't looking for you anymore."

"I'm glad you're still here," Trish said before she put her mouth back on my cock.

"Me too," Young Isaac agreed.

"Thanks guys. I've got some ideas... oh yeah Trish... take it all the way down... it will only take us... oh shit... five years instead of fifty to... oh god... invent rejuve... rejuvena... oh fuck I'm cumming!!"

I slumped in a chair, spent. My new friends began fucking on the couch, I'll get back in there in a few minutes.

"No time left for you..." That song stuck in my head. But, nope, I've got all the time in the world.

*No Time, The Guess Who, 1969