Stranded - Chapter 10

STRANDED

Chapter 10: Best Place on Earth

The following days on the island were the start of a new routine for our heroes.

Adam and Jonas had established two different camps, one on the beach and one in the cave they had found on day 7.

It had taken hours of venturing inside the jungle to stumble onto the natural cave but in fact, once they knew where it was, it was only thirty minutes uphill from their original camp.

The island was not that big and the boys were more and more comfortable wandering on its steep landscape.

They started sleeping in the cave on day 8 but they never got rid of their shelter at the edge of the jungle as it was closer to the waterfall and their main sources of food, including the fishnet.

They stayed there during the day, unless it was raining.

They had their first storm since their stranding on day 10. They ran to the cave and spent the entire afternoon there, jerking off to pass the time.

What better way?

They had also designed a clear division of labors.

Jonas was in charge of fishing and strengthening their shelters, plural.

Adam, on the other hand, was responsible for gathering fruits, cooking and keeping up the fire.

The arrangement worked like a charm, both men feeling comfortable in their roles.

After a couple of weeks on the island, they were much better protected.

They had built sturdy walls out of thick palm leaves, reinforced with vines and branches, and they generally felt safer with a better knowledge of their surroundings.

The structure of their camp was more primitive than anything they had ever imagined living in, but it felt like a home.

At night, they would sit by the fire, sharing stories and laughter, their bodies pressed close for warmth.

The physical connection between them had deepened, becoming more than just a source of comfort and pleasure.

They would stroke each other several times a day and often at night as well, their hands exploring familiar terrain, their breaths coming in steady gasps in the dark.

The fire would cast flickering shadows on their bodies, highlighting the play of muscles and the glisten of sweat.

Adam would look into Jonas's eyes, seeing his own desire reflected back at him, and he would know that they were in this together, bound by survival and a bond that transcended their former friendship.

They were much more than friends now; they both knew it.

They did not simply sleep alongside each other or got closer by a primal need for warmth or human connection.

They were actually sleeping together, cuddling, and falling asleep in their respective arms, although, most of the time, Jonas was the big spoon and Adam the little one.

Often, Adam would take a breather on the beach, sitting down just to look at his friend, or lover, or whatever he might have been referred to at this point, getting busy around his fishnet, his naked scared body looking gorgeous... and delicious.

He loved the taste, the sensation of Jonas's cock in his mouth, the way Jonas's body shuddered as he sucked him deep.

It had become a regular part of their routine, a way to ensure he got the nutrients he needed to survive.

After a day of exploring the jungle or gathering food, Adam would kneel before Jonas, take him into his mouth, and suck him until he came, drinking every last drop.

He could feel the energy course through his body, the proteins nourishing him from the inside out.

Jonas would groan with pleasure, his body wracked with shudders as he emptied his balls into Adam's eager mouth.

It was intimate, primal, and utterly necessary.

Once the blowjob would be over, either Adam would have already nutted or Jonas would jerk him off until his ejaculation.

He knew how to use his hands but he had never dared to go for it with his own mouth.

Not yet anyway…

Adam was a bit frustrated by that, but he never complained.

He had felt absolutely and irresistibly compelled to kneel down and swallow the personal trainer’s cock.

He wanted Jonas to return the favor badly, but only if he ever felt the same urge.

To be fair, Jonas was thinking about it too. A lot.

He almost went for it a couple of times but something always stopped him at the very last second.

Was it the thought of Laura?

No, not really.

Laura was just an excuse. He was already cheating on her, whether he had a cock shoved in his mouth or not.

The issue lay deeper.

Something to do with his early years and his relationship to his father.

Jonas grew up in a Christian family and often at the dinner table, his old man would openly insult the “leftists” or the gay men on television.

Or anyone he would suspect to be gay for that matter…

And of course, “gay” was not the word he used to describe them.

His father was proud to have a manly son, a womanizer at that, and a great athlete.

Jonas was no longer very closer to his dad; his parents were divorced and the bitter man was living by himself on the other side of the country.

Himself, Jonas had never had prejudice against homosexuality. He even had a few gay friends at the gym.

Well, he enjoyed them mostly because he liked the way they were clearly thirsting over him.

Still, somewhere inside of him, he had this notion that being gay was wrong.

Not only that, but you could have another dude blow you, - any horny man can get tricked into receiving a sloppy blowjob, - but being on the other side of this scenario was too big of a step.

Jonas was not consciously thinking about that, he simply acknowledged a mental barrier, a fear, that prevented him from doing what he truly wanted.

The barrier was breaking though, little by little.

If this should be considered as a journey, Adam had already walked much further down the road.

The time spent on the island made him think about his choices in life and the meaning of them.

He was bisexual, that was all right, and maybe he would have been happier if he had come into terms with it sooner.

He thought about his own parents too. They had both passed away a few years earlier.

It had been a very tough time for Adam and without Jonas and Erica on his side, he may have never recovered from this double loss.

Like any old married couple who loved each other it seemed, his parents died only a year apart from each other.

His mind wandered as he looked at his friend, pulling more fishes from his net.

The harvest would be good that day. One of the best one yet.

Jonas walked along the beach, beaming with pride as he carried the fishes, his chest boasted.

He was cute… Sexy…

Damn, Adam wanted to taste more of his bouncing floppy dick again.

In all fairness, they were nude all the time, they did not have much to do, of course, their libido was raging!

Adam stood up to join his partner in crime.

Jonas had stopped to look at the ocean, a bit melancholic.

It was a new emotion for him, but recently, he was getting worried about the future.

His sadness came because he had just passed the S.O.S. sign in the sand and he had come to dislike it.

He did not want to be found or to be rescued.

This was such an intense and one of the kind experiences, what would happen when someone would come to find them? Back to the gym, to Laura, to his boring life?

Adam surprised him by holding his waist from behind.

“What you’re thinking about, fisherman?”

“Fuck, man… You’re crazy, I could have punched you.”

“Come on, Joe. Who else could it be?”

Adam kissed his neck to ask for forgiveness.

“You’re hungry?”

“I saw the fishes you brought today. Great job.”

Jonas smiled.

“I was talking about another kind of appetite.”

“You always are…”

“And you’re always eager to feast yourself!”

Adam’s hands lingered onto Jonas’ body, avoiding the scar on his abdomen until he reached the hardening cock.

He started stroking the stiffening rod from behind, his own cock rising against Adam’s peachy bum.

“What can I say… You’re always flaunting your bottle of protein around… Makes me thirsty.”

Jonas chuckled.

“That’s what we call my dick now? A bottle of protein?”

“You don’t like it?”

“I don’t know… Anaconda had a nice ring to it.”

Jonas turned around, - uncomfortable with that growing cock rubbing his ass cheeks -, and Adam got on his knees in the sand, his hand still wrapped around his friend's thick cock, stroking it with a steady rhythm.

He looked up at Jonas, his eyes were already closed, ready for the upcoming blowjob.

Adam's mouth was just inches away.

He craved it but he waited.

This time around, he wanted Jonas to look down on him, to watch him servicing the notorious anaconda.

For some reason, that added something to their ordeal. Adam wanted Jonas to fully lean in and that meant getting him to see their new reality.

It worked, after a few seconds, Jonas’ eyes flickered open, blinded by the sun light.

“What you’re waiting for? I thought you needed your protein intake.”

Adam retracted the foreskin and kissed the pink cockhead provocatively.

“I just need to make sure you really want to give it to me?”

The massive cock twitched under Adam’s breath.

“Isn’t it proof enough? My bone is leaking on your chin, man!”

“I wanted to see it in your eyes.”

“Wh… What?”

“Your lust.”

Only then, Adam locked his lips around the girthy tip and started bobbing up and down.

Jonas understood the assignment; he kept his eyes wide opened, a wicked grin spreading across his face.

His best friend really was nasty fucker!

“You want me to ask for it now?” Jonas whispered.

“Hmmm… Hmmm…”

“I’ll take this as a yes.”

“Hmmm… Hmmm…”

It was a yes, indeed.

Adam wanted Jonas to dirty talk so bad. He wanted to feel his deep arousal to get him going.

“Okay. So, suck me harder, man! You can’t tease me like that only if you can handle a big fat cock down your throat!”

“Hmmm… Hmmm…”

Adam obliged, swallowing more of the now full-hard veiny dick.

Trust us, there was a lot of meat to lodge in!

The position was making Jonas feel like he was in charge, like it was his new assigned task to be fucking Adam's mouth as hard as he possibly could.

He liked it.

“That's it, take it all! You know you love it, you dirty cocksucker. Look how your own dick is throbbing, begging for some attention.”

Adam moaned around the shaft in his mouth, his own cock indeed rock hard and drooling precum.

He knew Jonas was right. He did love it.

He loved the feeling of being used, of being a receptacle for Jonas's pleasure.

He felt a sense of pride in his ability to take Jonas's cock so deep into his throat. He moaned again, his eyes watering as he looked up at Jonas, taking him deeper still.

In the span of a week, he had already gotten much better at it.

To be fair, as a skilled dentist, Adam was an expert of the oral cavity.

Still, he was impressed of how well he could swallow the huge shaft in his throat.

Jonas groaned, his hips moving in time with Adam's bobbing head.

“Fuck, that's it, just like that… You take my cock so good, Adam. You're such a fucking bitch for my nourishing jizz!”

Adam was horny as fuck, the filthy words spurring him on. He expected a similar effect but that even better than what he had in mind.

He wanted more, wanted Jonas to push him even further.

He wanted to be shocked and to be choked, wanted to gag on that thick cock. He wanted to feel used, to be owned. He wanted to surrender completely.

Adam was so done with controlling everything and being the perfect husband.

“Fuck…” Jonas grunted, his hips moving faster, driving his cock deeper into Adam’s throat.

“Hmm… Grrl… Grrl…”

“You’re so fucking good at this. I could fuck this pretty little mouth of yours all day long!”

Adam’s eyes watered more, but he did not pull back. He wanted this, wanted more of it. He wanted to please Jonas, to be everything he needed.

Maybe this way, Jonas would understand they were meant to be together.

He reached up and grabbed Jonas’ ass, pulling him closer, eager for more.

Jonas’s cock throbbed heavily in his mouth, the veins pulsing against his tongue.

“Yeah, take it all. I want to feel you gagging on my freaking Alpha cock!” Jonas growled, his hand fisting in Adam’s hair.

See, this was not gay! He was fully in control.

He thrust his hips forward, burying his cock deep in Adam’s throat.

Adam gagged, and gagged… and gagged again… But he never stopped pumping that huge slippery rod.

He breathed through his nose, pushing past the discomfort, desperate to take all of Jonas.

His balls ended up fapping against his chin.

Jonas moaned; the sound filled with primal pleasure. He held Adam’s head still, fucking his mouth with slow, deep thrusts.

For sure, it was the most intense skull-fucking they had done on the forsaken island but, in fact, it must have been the greatest blowjob Jonas had ever experienced.

Adam’s tears mingled with the spit dripping down his beard.

He was fully committed now, everything else fading away except for the sensation of Jonas’s cock in his mouth and the sound of his own breath, ragged and desperate.

Jonas’ left foot skillfully rubbed his partner’s stiffed dick.

The sight of Adam, naked and on his knees, taking his cock eagerly, was almost too much to handle.

He could feel his orgasm building, his balls drawing up tight.

“Swallow it all, Adam…” He growled, his hand tightening in Adam’s hair. “I want to see and feel you take every fucking drop.”

Adam slowed down his pace but kept playing with his tongue around the pulsating dick, his own cock throbbing in response to Jonas’ dirty words.

He had never been spoken to like this, never been treated like this, and it was driving him wild.

He relaxed his throat, taking Jonas deeper, feeling the thick cock hit the back of his throat. He gagged again, but it was like he had magical powers to handle the monster.

He wanted to prove to Jonas that he could take it, that he could handle anything Jonas gave him.

Jonas’s breath hitched, his hand on his own cock moving faster.

“Fuck, yeah, you’re the best… Hmmm… You’re the best throat I ever… I ever… Pounded… Fuck… You’re such a cum dumpster…”

His words were harsh, dirty, and Adam loved every second of it.

He felt like he was on fire and this had nothing to do with sun hitting his bare skin, every nerve ending in his body tingling with pleasure.

His beard was dirty with precum and saliva.

The large balls hitting him from times to times were messing everything even more.

He wanted to make Jonas nut first, wanted to feel the hot, salty taste of the trainer’s cum filling his mouth.

“Fuck, Adam…” Jonas gasped, his hips moving faster, his cock swelling in Adam's mouth. “I… I’m about to unload… Big time!”

He chuckled.

Adam kept sucking him like a mad man, encouraging him on.

He did want to drink everything up like good milk. A rare nectar on a deserted Pacific Island.

In a swift move, Jonas gripped his hair, pulled Adam’s back and gave another instruction.

“I want to paint your face white today!”

Adam stuck his tongue out.

“Do whatever you want to me, sir.”

“Oh fuck… Look at you!”

And this is the story of how Adam’s dark furnished beard after two weeks stranded on an island became white, how his forehead, cheeks and even eyes were creamed, and how he ended up swallowing every remaining droplet hanging from the nourishing pipe.

It was raunchy as fuck, as if the boys were losing all their morals and civilized manners to return to their animalist selves.

Adam came shortly afterwards and as always; it ended up in a filthy snow-balling session as they made out, their tongues twisting and tangling as they explored each other's depths and exchanged their DNA to a whole new level.

Their sperm when mixed together was even better than the portion taken individually.

Could you believe this had become their daily lives?

The men could hardly believe it themselves.

And yet… It was all real.

Frankly, living naked on a dangerous island where jaguars could attack you was challenging, but if it meant you could receive blowjobs like this, Jonas thought that it was one hundred times worth it.

No wonder he did not want to leave anymore!

They swam in the ocean afterwards; they had never felt this free playing in the turquoise water.

What a life…

Later in the evening, they were back at the cave and the boys were cuddling like lovers.

Adam had found his favorite spot, protected in Jonas’ big arm, his arm lying against his chest.

Jonas’ hands roamed over Adam’s back and side, his fingers tracing the lines of his friend's physique, memorizing every contour.

The sun was dipping low in the sky, casting long shadows that danced on the cave's walls. The air was filled with the scent of their sweat and the smoky remnants of their fire.

After their intense afternoon on the beach and a feast made of fishes, they had wordlessly agreed to return to the cave, their arousal palpable and unspoken.

Now, as they lay on a bed of soft ferns, their bodies entwined, Jonas's hand began to wander lower, his fingers brushing against the curve of Adam's hairy bubble butt.

By far, his biggest asset. No pun intended.

Jonas’ index went through the Amazonian-forest like hair to get to the inside of the crack. It was still an uncharted territory.

“Hey, what are you doing?” Adam asked, his voice a low murmur, a mix of surprise and arousal.

Jonas grinned, his fingers continuing their exploration, tracing the seam of Adam's buttocks and inviting ass crack.

“Just exploring a bit more of the island’s secrets…” Jonas replied, his voice thick with desire.

His fingers continued their slow, deliberate path, dipping lower.

This was brand-new but it felt right.

In any case, Adam liked that Jonas was getting more daring.

He could not pretend like his ass had not been itching for a while anyway… 

It felt like the natural progression of their relationship, the next step in their journey together.

His body was aching with need, every nerve ending tingling with anticipation.

Jonas's fingers found their target, circling the sensitive skin, teasing and tantalizing.

Adam squirmed, a soft gasp escaping his lips.

The cave around them seemed to fade away, the only thing that existed was the heat of their bodies and the intensity of their connection.

Jonas tapped his index against Adam’s taint.

“Best place on Earth.” Jonas whispered.

"What? The island, this cave or my freaking ass?"

They chuckled.

“All of the above.” Jonas whispered, his finger slipping inside Adam, eliciting a sharp intake of breath from him.

Adam's back arched, pressing him deeper into the ferns beneath them.

“Fuck…” He cried out, his eyes flying open.

Jonas’ finger was inside… It really was!

And he rapidly went exploring further.

The slight pressure from the beginning grew in intensity.

Jonas felt Adam squirmed under his arms.

“Relax, man. I heard it feels so good.”

He tapped more fingers against the entrance.

“Yeah… Fuck… I… I’m ready…” Adam muttered.

Jonas immediately understood what he meant.

He slid a second finger in, stretching the hairy musky hole open.

“That’s insane…”

Jonas began to rub against Adam's prostate, a spot he did not know existed until now, causing his whole body to shudder with pleasure.

“Oh… Damn… I… I think that’s the… The spot.”

“Really?”

Jonas pressed further in the zone. His adventurer spirit guiding him in this freshly claimed territory.

“That feels... incredible…” Adam panted, his chest heaving as he struggled to catch his breath.

Jonas grinned as he continued to explore, his fingers moving with an instinctual rhythm.

“I've wanted to do this since... well, since you sucked my cock…”

“Really?”

“Well… I think I wanted to do this since 2013…” He admitted.

Adam smiled.

He knew exactly what Jonas was referring to.

None of them had ever mentioned it, but they both vividly remembered the night in college where everything could have changed for them.

So many years wasted!

While he used his right hand to probe Adam’s butt and asshole, Jonas used his left hand to grab his cock and stroke it.

This time around, Adam was the one who deserved to be serviced.

His cock was throbbing with each movement of Jonas' firm hand.

Jonas' smile grew even wider as his fingers were moving in a slow, gentle rhythm, exploring the tight heat of Adam's body.

The intimacy of Jonas's touch was sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through his sore body.

“You okay?” Jonas asked.

Adam nodded.

“More…” He simply whispered.

Jonas obliged and started finger-fucking the hairy ass. His stroking became more intense as well.

It did not take more than a couple minutes for Adam’s cock to explode into a firework of cum.

Jonas avidly licked his coated fingers afterwards.

“You were hungry too?” Adam asked.

“We’re only getting started…” Jonas replied mysteriously before shutting his eyes.

This first finger-probing of Adam’s ass was short but it was only an appetizer for what was to come.