The Guardsman: Making of 10 / to get some rest

Sam, or A-8007-399-033 as he referred to himself more and more, woke because of a slight buzzing. He was slightly tangled in Zero-thirty-four’s increasingly muscular frame. Both of their faces were nearly touching each other.

His earpiece told him the familiar instructions: “And with this you will be awake and start refreshed into the day.” Both young men simultaneously opened their eyes and pushed back their rubber cover sheet on their bunk bed. They removed the day earpieces from the charging station and put them into each other’s ears. Then they put the night earpieces into the charging station. It was as if they were synced.
Zero-thirty-four got up with Zero-thirty-three and started making the bed, straighten the bed sheets and pillow. He made sure that everything was neatly arranged.

Zero-thirty-three saw the muscular frames of his family unit getting up. Since he was the first up, he could sit on the sanitary saddle first. He inserted his penis and relieved himself before his brothers had their turns.

The big brother checked the rest stations and reprimanded zero-thirty for not making the bed well enough.

“What day is it today?” asked Zero-thirty-three.

“Not sure, it has all blurred. The routine is the same every morning and then every day.” Answered their big brother.

“The days feel longer here.”

“It’s because we have no daylight, just the lights down here in the cave. I couldn’t even tell you what time of the day it really is.”
After everyone had felt the cleaning and relief of the sanitary saddle they fell in line.
“Form line.”
They marched in lockstep, lead by their big brother, to the cleaning stations. Like every other morning, they would get their R-Class-Uniforms when they were completely showered and clean.

“Remove underwear.”
The seals in their underwear opened and they put the underwear into the cleaning tray. The morning ritual had gone into muscle memory so they didn’t really need to talk that much.

“Look, the property of the guard sign is almost burnt into our flesh.” Noted Zero-thirty-four as he removed his butt-plug-sheaving underwear that covered his penis. He saw the writing on his right belly, where the belt was.
Zero-thirty-three smirked. “Sign of the times, isn’t it?”

They stepped into the power shower. A-8007-399-030 was with six-oh-five. A-8007-399-031 and 8007-A-399-032 were together. A-8007-399-033 and A-8007-399-034 stepped into their shower. There was 60 seconds of water, 60 of rinsing and 60 of water again, then 60 sec for drying.

A-8007-399-033 said, “You’re clean Max.”

A-8007-399-034 replied, “You too, Sam.”

They smiled at each other, enjoying their clean and muscular bodies for a moment. It had only taken them 10 minutes to get up and get clean.

They stepped outside the cleaning booths, went to the lockers and put on their underwear, oiled their bodies and got into their R-Class uniforms.

“Your body has really filled out Zero-thirty. You look much stronger.”

“Thanks zero-thirty-two. I really like how you try to cheer me up. Your fat deposits have gone and you look so muscular now.”

“Can you oil my back?”

“Sure.”

Six-oh-five reminded everyone, “Make sure you are oiled completely. The oil is good for your skin, which might be a little bit irritated from the shaving.”