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Disclaimer: I don’t own Back to the Future in any shape or form, it belongs to Universal Pictures and the writers of the movie. Nor do I make any profit from this story, I'm just a fan who likes writing fanfiction.

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Chapter 2…

November 6th, 1955:

When Marty woke a few hours later after falling asleep after fucking Lorraine Baines, his future mother, he found her once again sucking his cock. At first, he thought he was dreaming, that what was happening now and what happened the night before was just a dream. He found it hard that his mother was such a happy-go-happy sex addict, not the type of woman that she acted in the future. It was only because of his sore head and body did he realize that he wasn’t dreaming, that and the feeling of Lorraine sucking him off and the build-up before he cummed.

Once again Marty cursed his father, it would seem that in the future, staying with his mother killed this part of her, making her a lifeless doll or something. This woman that was sucking his dick, was full of life, but the one in the future, she became an empty shell of herself.

Whilst he loved his dad, he hated the fact that he was forced to put the two of them together, so that he and his siblings could be born. But that would mean dooming his mother to a loveless marriage, and possibly having her end up the way that he knew her. The problem is that after what Marty and Lorraine did the night before, Marty feared it might be hard to do.

But still, if he was going to cease to exist, at least he wasn’t going out as a virgin. So, before he went to see Doc, to see if there was a way to fix the problem that he created, he was going to have one last fuck with Lorraine.

Realizing that Lorraine didn’t know he was awake yet, seeing it was nine am, he smiled and said, “I see that my bitch is enjoying herself whilst I’m asleep.”

“Calvin, you’re awake.” Lorraine said happily, as she pulled away from Marty’s cock, “I wanted to wake you up in a pleasant way.” Here she went back to sucking the male teen’s cock, loving every bit of it. Marty took hold of her head as he fucked her face. Before long, he pulled her from his cock and threw her onto her hand and knees before he began to fuck her pussy once again, enjoying this feeling. It was strange, all his childhood, his mother had some control over him in one form or another, but here and now, before he was born, he was taking control of her and loving every minute of her.

Before they could go on further, the phone rang, which made Lorraine pull away to answer it. As she answered the phone, she said, “Oh hey daddy, how’s Grandpa?” after a few moments, she said, “That’s good to hear. What about Grandma?” once again, a few moments later she said, “Oh, so she was visiting her friends. I’m glad that Mr. Peabody came around when he did, I don’t like to think of losing Grandpa.”

Hearing this, Marty remembered his mother telling him that around the time that his mother and father got together. His Great Grandpa died as he tried to fix up his barn whilst his wife was out visiting her friends for the weekend. But somehow, that history changed somehow. He suspected that he had a hand in it somehow, seeing how that’s the only thing that made any sense unless it happens after his parents got together. But if he had a hand in this, it would explain why his mother never fucked his father in the past. With no one informing her parents about Lorraine’s Grandpa being injured, they were still there and more than likely prevent her from doing anything

Before Marty could think more about this, he heard Lorraine say, “Yes father, he is awake, he woke up sometime last night. But seeing how it was so late, I said he could stay for the night. I hope you don’t mind.” Then a few moments later, “Okay, father, I’ll hand you to him.” then turning to Marty, she said, “Calvin, my father would like a word with you.”

With that, Lorraine handed the phone to Marty and he said politely, “Morning sir, I would like to thank you for helping me yesterday.”

“You’re welcome son.” said Mr. Baines, happy to hear that the young man he helped was polite, “I would like to ask who did I leave my daughter with and why were you in the middle of the road.”

“My name is Calvin Klein, sir.” Marty used the name that Lorraine thought he was, as he thought about it. With him in the past and to prevent him fucking up the future any more than he had already had, it was better if no one knew who he really was and use the name Lorraine called him. “The reason I was in the middle of the road was that I saw someone drop out of the tree across the road from you. I saw your car coming and so I had to push the boy out of the way to save him.”

“I see, another damn peeping Tom, I really need to talk to my daughter about closing her curtains when she is getting changed.” Mr. Baines sighed, knowing what the kid was doing up the tree, “So, Klein, tell me, are you new to the town, as I haven’t seen you around the town before.”

“Yes sir, I’m new to the town, just passing through.” explained Marty before he gasped, as he saw Lorraine knelt down in front of him and began to suck his cock.

“Are you alright Klein?” asked Lorraine’s Baines father, having no idea what his daughter was up to.

“Y, yes sir, I just got a pain in my head, that’s all.” lied Marty, “It would seem I’m, I’m not fully recovered as I thought I was.”

“I understand, and whilst I’m thinking about it, I apologize for hitting you with my car.” Mr. Baines apologized.

“No problem sir, no one was to blame other than the kid that was peeping on your daughter.” Marty told his future grandfather, as he laid the blame on his father. Marty was trying to fight back any moans from being sucked by Lorraine.

“If I ever find out who that kid was, I’ll give him a price of my mind.” Mr. Baines muttered over the phone, “Now, you were saying that you were only passing through.”

“Y, yes sir, you see, I’m here to see my mother’s uncle, Doctor Emmett Brown.” explained Marty as he made up a story about why he was in town, “You see, I was on medical leave from my training as a coast guard, and was returning to bass. But my mother asked if I had the time, I could visit him on my way back. Seeing how I had a few weeks left, I thought I would do so.” It was easier to explain away his clothing with being a coast guard trainee, seeing how many people thought his jacket was a life preserver.

“An honourable job, saving lives,” Lorraine’s Baines father said approvingly, “I hope my daughter meets someone like you in the future. Listen, Klein, if you can’t find your uncle or you need a place to stay. You could stay at my home until you have to leave.”

“I appreciate that sir.” Marty told his Grandpa.

“No problem, in fact, I would feel better if I knew that someone respectable was looking out for her whilst I’m with my wife’s father.” Mr. Baines informed Marty.

“No problem sir, I’m more than happy to keep an eye on her if I can.” Marty told Mr. Baines, “Sir if you don’t mind, could I ask a few questions?”

“You may son.” said Lorraine’s Baines father, as he thought that this kid was nice and polite, he had no idea what Marty and his daughter had been up to the night before. If he did, he wouldn’t think that, nor would he ask him to look after his daughter if possible. In fact, he would have returned home right away to kill the bastard.

“If you don’t mind me asking, can I ask what happened to Lorraine’s Grandpa?” asked Marty, trying to find out if he fucked the timeline up or if it was still yet to come. Here, Marty had to put his fist in his mouth as he cummed into Lorraine’s mouth, who smirked at what happened.

“Well, he was fixing the roof of his barn when he slapped and broke his legs.” explained Mr. Baines, “It was thanks to the Peabody coming over that he’s still around, that he is still here with us today. As with his wife away, he had no one to help him and so it could have been a lot worse. Damn, we’re lucky that Peabody thought he saw an alien in a yellow spacesuit and a strange silver spaceship.”

“Really?” asked Marty, trying not to curse himself aloud for fucking up the timeline. If he didn’t hit the Peabody’s barn, his grandfather would have died when he should have, which Marty was happy about, but it would have meant that he wouldn’t have fucked his mother. Although, if he was honest with himself, he still didn’t know if that was a bad thing or not. As he enjoyed what he did with Lorraine.

“I know right, but whatever they saw, I’m thankful, as it made them go and see Edward and saved his life.” explained Mr. Baines, “Either way, is there anything else you want to know?”

“I was wondering, could you tell me where Riverside Drive is, please?” Marty asked his grandfather.

“It’s on the other end of town. A block past Maple. East end of town.” Mr. Baines informed the teen.

‘Wait a minute, a block past Maple.’ Marty thought to himself as he realized where his grandfather was talking about, ‘That would be John F. Kennedy Drive.’ In another timeline, Marty would have said something about this, but after fucking Lorraine and getting some rest, he was more relaxed and was careful what he said. Right now, he realized that John F. Kennedy wasn’t a president yet and so his grandfather wouldn’t know him. If he said anything to him, his grandfather thought he was strange. So instead he said, “I see, thank you, sir. I don’t know if I’ll be around by the time you return, but I would like to thank you once again for yesterday and for letting your daughter look after me. I don’t think many people would do that.”

“No problem son, it was in fact my wife’s idea, as she didn’t know if you had money to pay for the medical bills.” explained Mr. Baines, “So seeing it was me who hit you, she decided we should look after you and if you didn’t get better by this morning, Lorraine would call the ambulance.”

Marty thought it strange, if it was him, he would have called them right away, then again, different time, a different set of rules he supposed. That or they didn’t want to get into trouble for what happened to him. Whatever the case, he was glad, as he knew if he woke up in a hospital, he would have needed to answer questions that he couldn’t answer. So, it worked out for him in the end. So, he said, “In that case, thank your wife for me.”

“Well do son,” Mr. Baines told the young man, “now unless you have any more questions, could you put my daughter back on the line please?”

“Okay, sir.” was all Marty said before he handed the phone to Lorraine before he began to finger fucked her, making her pay for what she did to him whilst he was talking to her father. As they say, turnabout is fair play.

Once Lorraine said goodbye to her father, Marty smirked as he said, “You were a bad girl weren’t you, sucking my cock when I was talking to your father.”

“Yes, I was.” admitted Lorraine.

“So, you know that you need to be punished, don’t you agree? What if your father suspected something?” asked Marty.

“You’re right, I should be punished. Please, punish me.” Lorraine begged, this is what she wanted, one last chance at this, knowing that when Marty leaves, she might not see him again.

Marty just smiled at this, seeing how this could be the last chance he could have to fuck his Lorraine before trying to fix things so that she ended up with his father. So, for the next hour, he punished Lorraine before he went to find Doc.

o0OoO0o

November 6th, 1955 - the Brown’s Mansion:

It didn’t take Marty long to get to 1640 Riverside Drive, he was now standing in front of a three-story Mansion, which shocked Marty. It made him wonder what happened to it for Doc to live in a different part of town in a smaller house. That was something he can ask Doc when he got back to his time, for now, he had to deal with the mess that he had created by fucking his mum.

So, with a deep sigh, he said to himself, “Okay, McFly, you made this mess, now you need to fix it.”

With that, went up to the day of the mansion and knocked on it. He waited for a few seconds, but there was no movement coming from inside. Marty wondered if Doc was inside or if he was out somewhere, it was afternoon, so Doc could be anywhere. Marty decided that he could come back later and so started to walk away, and the door was suddenly cracked open making him gasp. There, a man with a weird helmet looked at him for one second and then slammed the door closed. Knowing that someone was at home, Marty walked back over to the door and started knocking again.

This time, the door opened all the way to show a younger-looking Doc, but with the same hair and expression on his face whenever he had an idea.

“Don’t say a word.” he said, and literately dragged Marty inside by his jacket.

“I don’t wanna know your name or anything!” he said, taking off something that was tied to a puppy no older than a few weeks. Then he shooed the pup away and put some kind of suction cup thing on Marty’s forehead. The suction cup was attached to this big machine making a weird noise and was currently smoking.

“Doc, please, you gotta listen…”

“Quiet!” Doc said. “I’m gonna read your thoughts.” Then he started playing with that oversized helmet on his head. Let’s see. You came from… a great distance?”

“Yeah! I’m…” Marty tried to tell Doc who he was and where or when he was from.

“Not a word! Not a word!” Doc interrupted Marty, as he waved his hand around.

“You want me to buy a subscription to the Saturday evening post?” Doc asked Marty, guessing what the teen wanted from him.

“No!” Marty said, slapping his leg.

“Quiet now! You….you want me to make a donation… to the Coast Guard Youth Auxiliary!” he announced, getting it wrong once again.

“Doc,” Marty said as he pulled off the suction cup. “I came from the future. I came here in a time machine that you invented. Now I need your help to fix a huge mistake that I made get back to the year, 1985.” Doc looked at him and then gave a big grin.

“Do you two know what this means?!” he asked, gripping Marty’s shoulders. “It means that this DAMN THING doesn’t work at all!” he said undoing the strap and tossing the helmet onto the floor, hard.

“Doc, please. You’re the only one who knows how your time travel works.” Marty said.

“Time machine? I haven’t invented any time machine.” Doc told him.

“Well… I guess you haven’t yet, but you will!” Marty admitted with a sigh, realizing that the doctor hadn’t started to build the time machine just yet. So, deciding to take another route on this, “Look! I’ll prove it to you. Look at my driver’s license; expires in 1987. Look at my birthday for crying out loud, I haven’t even been born yet!” Marty tried to tell Doc as tried to show the scientist his wallet, but Doc was focusing on writing something down in his notebook. “And look at this photo; my brother, my sister, and me. Look at my sister’s sweatshirt Doc! Class of 1984?” Doc took the photograph with some big tweezers and studied the photo.

“Pretty mediocre photographic fakery eh? They cut off your brother’s hair.” Doc said laughing.

“Doc, you gotta believe me.” Marty pleaded.

“Well then tell me, future boy, who’s president of the United States in 1985?” he asked.

“Ronald Reagan.” Marty informed Doc.

“Ronald Reagan?! The actor? Ha! I guess anyone really can be president. Then who’s Vice President? Jerry Lewis?” Doc asked, gathering a bunch of papers in his arms, and then running out the door.

“Wait for a second Doc! Come back!” Marty yelled as he started chasing after him.

“I suppose Jane Wymann is the first lady!” Doc shouted.

“Whoa Doc, wait!” Marty shouted,

“And Jack Benny is secretary of the Treasury!” scoffed Doc.

“Doc, I’m begging you. Please listen!” Marty pleaded as Doc ran all the way to his garage and then opened the back door.

“I’ve had enough practical jokes for one evening. Goodnight, future boy!” Doc said and shut the door in Marty’s face while locking it behind him.

“Wait Doc, please! The bruise! The bruise on your head, I know where it came from! You told me all about it! You were standing on your toilet hanging a clock, and then you fell and hit your head on the sink! Then when you woke up, you came up with the idea of the flux capacitor! Which is what makes time travel possible.” Marty told Doc through the door, about what the future Doc told him about how he invented the flux capacitor.

All of a sudden, they heard someone running and unlocking all the locks. Then Doc opened the door with a stunned expression.

“How did you?” Doc asked in shock, unable to believe what he just heard, there could only be one possible reason how this boy knew this. “Great Scott, you really must be from the future. That only happened the other morning. I haven’t told anyone about this Alright, I’ll play this game for a little bit longer. Where’s your time machine?” Doc asked. Whilst he was pretty sure they were telling the truth, as the old saying goes seeing is believing, if he saw his flux capacitor, he would know for sure that this boy was telling the truth.

“I hid it behind this giant billboard near my neighbourhood; well…where it will be.” Marty said.

“Very well. We can take my car to get to it. What exactly is it? No, no don’t tell me. I figure it out when we get there. Let me get my keys and we’ll go!” Doc said. He went back inside to get his keys, and Marty heard him chuckle at himself.

“I just might have made something that actually works!” he cheered. At that, Marty couldn’t help but chuckle along with him.

That’s when Doc returned with his keys and Marty followed Doc to his car, where the two of them left to get the DeLorean.

o0OoO0o

It wasn’t long before the two of them got back to the DeLorean, where Doc pulled up right behind it. Marty was glad that no one was about.

“I think there’s something wrong with the starter, so I hid it here.” Marty explained, as the two of them walked over to the car and started tossing away the leaves and bushes that he put over the car to hide it better. Doc then came over and started examining the car.

“After I fell off my toilet, I drew this.” he said and showed Marty a drawing of what looked like a fan blade with some random equations and two words.

“The flux capacitor.” Marty said as he smiled and open the passenger door.

Doc nodded.

“Look.” said Marty as he turned on the flux capacitor, and Doc stared at it in marvel.

Doc fell to his knees and started laughing.

“I can’t believe it.” he said. Then he turned around and gripped Marty’s jacket tight. “IT WORKS! I FINALLY INVENTED SOMETHING THAT WORKS!” Doc finally believed Marty.

“You bet your ass it works. Marty said.

“Yes! We’ve gotta somehow sneak this back to my laboratory!” Doc said, and then gripped Marty’s jacket again. “We’ve gotta get you home!”

“That and make sure my mother ends up with my father.” muttered Marty, not ready to tell Doc that just yet.

“What did you say?” asked Doc.

“Nothing.” lied Marty, “I was just thinking that we should bring the DeLorean to your laboratory tonight when it is dark and everyone is asleep.”

“You’re right,” admitted Doc, “in fact, it’ll give me time to get a few things together so I can check this car out,”

And with that, the two covered the car up again and left before anyone could see them.

o0OoO0o

“So how exactly does this time machine work? What does it 7need to make it run?” Doc asked Marty once they returned to his garage.

“Uhhhhh…” said Marty, as he tried to remember what the Doc told him in the future.

“You must have some idea how it works.” said Doc.

“Honestly? I have no idea,” admitted Marty, “what you, well the future you told me, went over my head. I have to be a scientist myself to understand it. Hmm, I know.” Marty suddenly said as he remembered something. “I recorded it on a video camera, you wanted me to record it for future reference. We can use that to see what you said. Do you have a T.V that I can hook it up to?”

“T.V?” Doc asked, not getting the reference.

“A television?” I said.

“Oh yes! Right over here.” Doc said. Marty pulled out the camera from the DeLorean and managed to hook it up to the T.V.

“Alright Doc, this is it.” Marty said.

‘Never mind that never mind that. Roll tape!’ the 80s Doc said.

“That’s me! I’m an old man!” current Doc said in amazement, “Thank God I still have all my hair! Wait, what’s that I’m wearing?”

“That’s a radiation suit.” Marty said.

“Radiation suit? Of course! The fallout from the Atomic wars.” Doc said, as Marty ignored that comment as he fast-forwards the tape. “Imagine. A portable television set. No wonder your president has to be an actor, he has to look good on television.”

“Hey! Doc, this is it!” Marty said and stopped the tape.

“No, this sucker’s electrical. But I need a nuclear reactor to generate the 1.21 gigawatts of electricity I need.”

“What did I just say?” Current Doc asked. Marty rewound the tape and played it back.

“No this sucker’s electrical. But I need a nuclear reactor to generate the 1.21 gigawatts of electricity…”

“1.21 GIGAWATT!?” Doc shouted in shock, “1.21 GIGAWATT!?” Doc respected again, unable to believe what he just heard as he ran funny out towards the door. “Great Scott!” he said before leaving Marty completely.

“WHAT THE HELL IS A GIGAWATT?!” Marty shouted back as he ran after Doc.

“It can’t be done, can it?” Marty heard Doc say to himself as he entered the mansion.

“Doc, look. all we need is a little plutonium.” said Marty, as he didn’t think about what he was saying. That in the future, Doc had to steal the plutonium from some terrorists.

“I’m sure that in 1985 plutonium is available in every corner drugstore, but here in 1955, it’s a little hard to come by.” Doc informed the teen, making him feel foolish, as he remembered where Doc had the first lot of plutonium. “Marty, I’m sorry, but I’m afraid that you’re stuck here.”

“Whoa, whoa. Stuck here?” Marty asked in shock, whilst the idea wouldn’t be so bad, he wanted to be born and staying here would make that hard, “Doc, we can’t be stuck here! We’ve got a life; in 1985! I’ve got a girl!”

“Is she pretty?” Doc asked.

“Doc she’s beautiful. She’s crazy about me.” Marty informed Doc, although, right now, he wasn’t too sure about how he felt about her. Not after fucking his mother. “Look at this. Look at what she wrote here, Doc.” here he pulled the clocktower leaflet that he had in his pocket, showing Doc the back of it. “I mean, that says it all. Doc, you’re my only hope.” He meant it too, whilst he wasn’t sure about it all, he did want to make it work and see where things went.

“I’m sorry Marty, but the only source that can generate that kind of power is a bolt of lightning.” Doc said.

“What did you say?” Marty asked as he got a light bot moment.

“A bolt of lightning. Unfortunately, you never know when or where a bolt will strike.” explained Doc.

“But that’s the thing, we do.” Marty said, as he looked at the front of the ‘Save the Clocktower’ flyer. Doc snatched it from Marty’s hands and read it to himself.

“This is it! This is the answer.” Doc said excitedly as he jumped out of his chair, “It says here, that a bolt of lightning is going to strike the clocktower at exactly 10:04 PM next Saturday night! If we could somehow…harness this lightning; channel it into the flux capacitor. It just might work.”

“Next Saturday night, we’ll be sending you back to the future!” Doc shouted at absolutely no one.

“Okay! This is good! I can spend a week in 1955. You can show me around…” Marty said, but Doc grabbed his shoulders.

“That is completely out of the question. You must be seen by anyone. You must not leave this house or speak to anyone! Understand? The consequences could be catastrophic on future events.” Doc said, and my stomach dropped.

“Hmm, well…” began Marty, knowing that this was the part of the problem that he had to tell Doc about.

“Marty, have you interacted with anyone besides me?” Doc asked like a scolding parent.

“Well… I… have run into my parents.” Marty said, unsure how to explain how he fucked his mother to the Doc.

“Great Scott! Let me see that photograph of your brother!” Doc asked. Marty pulled out the photo that he kept in his wallet and showed it to Doc again. Doc grabbed it and put it directly under his lamp.

“Just as I thought. Look at your brother!” Doc said. Marty did and saw that Dave’s head had completely vanished from the photo of all three of them

“His head’s gone.” Marty mumbled. “It’s like it’s been erased.”

“Erased from existence.” said Doc, “Tell me, Marty, what did you do today.”

And so, Marty explained everything that happened up to the point where he was knocked out by his Grandpa’s car. As Doc thought about this, he asked, “Is there anything you need to tell me? This is important.”

“Well,” began Mart, feeling uneasy about what he was going to tell the doctor, “I might have had sex with my mother.”

“YOU DID WHAT!?” Emmett Brown shouted in shock at this. “How could you let this happen?”

“Let it happen? Let it happen?” Marty asked in shock, “It wasn’t like I wanted it to happen. I was knocked out by my Grandpa’s car, put into my mum’s bed to recover and when I awoke, I found my grandparents and aunt and uncles were out, seeing my Great Grandpa who they found was hurt. Here, my mother, my mother came on to me, flirting with me and before I knew it, we were having sex.”

“And you didn’t try to stop it?” asked Doc, unable to believe this.

“I did try at first,” admitted Marty, “but I’m a honey teenage boy, and when a hot girl like my mother comes on to you, it is hard to say no. It didn’t help that my head was still hurting from being hit by a car, so, I wasn’t really thinking straight and gave in too easy.”

“I see.” Doc said with a sigh, not sure what to think. “Listen, Marty, stay in the mansion for now. I need time to think, to see how we can fix this.”

“Okay, Doc.” said Marty, feeling ashamed that he disappointed Doc, one of the few people that he looked up to. And with that, the two went up to the mansion where they stayed for the rest of the day. At night, they got the DeLorean and brought it back to Doc’s garage. Afterwards, the two parted once again for the night, before both of them went to bed to sleep.

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