Stranded - Chapter 05

STRANDED

Chapter 5: Superhero Complex

The second night was a marked improvement over the first.

They had the comforting fire by their side, the protective leaves beneath their bare butts, and this time around, the two best friends did not wait to glue their bodies together.

They knew how to keep themselves warm and safe.

Once again, they got aroused doing so.

Once again, they jerked each other off to completion.

Only then did they fall asleep, cum sticking on their fingers, stomachs and thighs.

This was not the plan. They had agreed to take turn to check the fire and the surroundings.

When one was sleeping the other was supposed to be awake.

However, their post orgasm bliss had gotten the best of them.

The exhaustion also played a part.

The feeling of finally feeling secure made them both doze off.

Luckily, it was fine.

When Adam opened his eyes before sunrise, he was able to salvage the nearly extinguished fire, and visibly, no creature had attacked them during the night.

Phew!

He added some sticks and then a larger log to the fire and he sat there, looking at Jonas sleeping peacefully.

Adam wondered what his best friend was dreaming about. He could almost see a smile on the corner of his drooling lips lit by the glow of the flames.

Was he thinking about his wife, Laura?

Was he reliving the past few hours?

Was he startled by whatever was happening between them?

Did he even care about that?

No pun intended; Adam was very much inclined to bury his head in the sand on that matter.

He was not gay.

He simply needed to cling onto someone while they were stuck in this hostile environment. That made sense.

And he loved Jonas, but that was completely platonic, they had been best friends for years.

You gotta love your best bro, right?

Still, he contemplated Jonas’ impressive morning wood stiffening at the first light of dawn.

The sky was beautifully pink.

The whole scenery was beautiful. Like a painting, although, a slightly erotic one. Jonas being the perfect nude model for it.

The truth was, Adam wanted to go back in the tiny bed made of leaves that they had built the day before.

He wanted to snuggle with Jonas some more, to feel his bare skin, his muscular chest, his large cock, but still, he was building walls in his head.

Feeling each other up during the dark night was all right, it was just a way to survive, but getting any closer in day light would have forced them to reconsider their entire relationship.

That could not happen.

Jonas snored lightly, he moved in his sleep, even played with his raging hard-on, - the XXL cock smashing against his stomach -, but he did not wake up.

The gym rat looked so tranquil and Adam had no intention to break his peace.

It was rare to see the overactive personal trainer this calm and serene.

He was always running around, excited by a new idea or feeling competitive about yet another silly challenge.

The Greek God was finally asleep, his curly hair slightly caressed by the early morning breeze.

Fuck, Adam thought, I do find him handsome…

At least, he could no longer deny this.

The last three days had taken a toll on Jonas, there was the dirty wound on the left side of his abdomen, the scratches on his back, the cuts on his feet, but the mountain of lean muscles was still there, intact, as well as the massive slab of meat, looking bigger than ever, fully erected.

The anaconda was calling Adam like a magnet.

Why?

Was he already feeling that way before?

Probably… On the island, it was just getting harder to ignore.

Adam wanted to stroke the big cock again, to feel the impressive girth between his fingers, the precum leaking, to play with the foreskin.

He knew that he could make his best friend feel so good.

He even considered wrapping his lips around the shaft, pumping the milk out with his mouth instead of his fingers.

The creamy sperm would probably be warm in his throat and nourishing for his stomach.

Even stranded on a damn island, feeding themselves with fruits, Jonas seemed to be blessed with an insatiable libido.

He was seemingly always ready to nut.

Fully fed and well rested, back home, Erica was rarely that horny…

Adam pulled himself together.

He could not think wrongly of his wife, especially not here, while she was probably worried sick about him on the other side of the continent and doing anything she could to find him.

Would she find him?

Adam had bet that they would leave the island within two days, Jonas had more realistically thought that it would take four.

It was the morning of day three, maybe a boat would come later in the afternoon and their big adventure would be over…

Now that the fire was warming his naked body, and given the sight lying before his eyes, Adam was not so eager to return to reality.

What was he looking forward to exactly?

His practice? His patients who couldn’t take care for themselves enough to brush their teeth daily? His wife, so impatient to have a baby whereas they were turning more and more into roommates?

That was what they were now.

Just two people living together, barely sharing anything else than a house.

Was there still a point in building a family?

Well, he was 32, Adam was not going to divorce and start from scratch with somebody else.

Could you imagine the ordeal? Meeting a girl, probably who would already have kids, getting to know her, settling down again…

And he did want kids.

It was a sad realization but what kept Adam with his wife was most likely the angst of having do it all over again with another woman to end exactly at the same place five years later.

And that was if he were to be lucky…

In today’s world, five years in a relationship was already an eternity.

At the very least, Erica was a loyal partner.

Adam was certain that she had never cheated on him.

Until then, he had given her the same loyalty and respect. That was only fair.

Erica was a good person, she was smart and funny, she was beautiful too, and every single one of his friends, including Jonas, had told Adam how fortunate he was to have her.

For anyone who knew them, they were relationship goal, whatever that meant.

A dentist and a paralegal, both stunningly gorgeous, a big house in the suburbs, a dog (Mushy), and two free bedrooms to welcome the future children.

Hell… Maybe Mushy was the one Adam was missing the most.

His stomach growled and that woke Jonas.

At this point, the sun was up and the hunky survivor was blinded when he opened his brown eyes.

Obviously, they did not have sunglasses within reach.

They had absolutely nothing aside from each other. This was freeing in a way.

Jonas’ first reaction was to tug on his large cock. Two slow strokes.

Classic.

He then turned his head upwards, looking for Adam.

“Welcome back to the real world, Sleepyhead.” Adam spoke.

Jonas smiled.

“Hey… This is the real world? Your dirty dick in my face?”

He chuckled.

The beach was slightly steep and Adam was sitting behind Jonas.

Indeed, the hairy balls were fairly close to Jonas’ nose when he looked up.

“You’re one to talk, Mister Anaconda!”

Jonas looked back at his own dick, a veiny truncheon lying on his stomach.

“Oh well, he’s awake too!”

They laughed.

“When is he not?”

“There’s a short window of time when the beast is satisfied, in the few minutes following the moment you take care of it.”

Adam was ready for some banters but he did not expect this.

A direct reference to their nightly activities. That was a bold move.

Noticing that he had made things awkward by mentioning their jerk-off session, - and definitely not wanting for said nightly activities to stop -, Jonas regretted his joke immediately.

He almost backtracked but Adam changed the subject anyway.

“The fire was almost dead when I woke up.”

“Oh shit, really? Fuck… I should have taken care of it.”

“Nah. Actually, it’s my fault. I was supposed to guard it for a portion of the night and then wake you up, but we both fell asleep at the same time.”

Jonas did not really remember how it happened.

He assumed correctly that he had fallen asleep right after his orgasm. It was usually the drill.

“We’ll be smarter about that. If all comes to worst, I’m sure I can make another fire.”

“Yeah… Well, we should try to protect it better. What if it rains?”

Jonas stood up excited.

“You mean it’s finally time to build a damn shelter, a hut?!”

“Curb your enthusiasm, we have no tools to build anything substantial.”

“We have our hands!”

Adam looked at the other big tool Jonas sported between his legs and he smiled.

“Okay, I grant you that, we do have some useful tools attached to our own bodies.”

“Let’s get to the waterfall first, I stink and I… Well, my body is sticky.”

Jonas had dried cum all over his stomach.

Same thing for Adam except that the cum was entangled in his thick dark hair.

Jonas picked some dried cum around his belly button and he brought it to his lips.

“Wow. What are you doing, man?”

“Hey! We’re missing proteins, aren’t we? You’re the doctor. That’s pure prots!” He said, licking his finger outrageously.

Adam laughed.

“I guess… Although, what you’re swallowing right now probably lost most of its benefits.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, to be most effective, it should be… like… fresh.”

“Oh. I see…”

Adam also wanted to point out that he was probably eating both of their loads mixed together but he eventually decided not to mention this detail.

What difference did it make?

They went to the waterfall together, showered, - Jonas’ anaconda apparently unwilling to subdue -, and then, they grabbed fruits to bring back to their camp.

It was not a routine yet but they were definitely more comfortable walking bare foot in the jungle, they were also more familiar with their direct environment although they had not explored much of the island.

They were returning to the beach and talking about the necessity to find more consistent food, - maybe to fish or to hunt -, when Jonas threw away the mangoes and started running like a mad man toward the ocean.

“Hey! Joe! Where are you going?” Adam followed suit.

“Look, there’s something in the water!”

“Huh?”

Adam could not see shit with the sun blinding his green eyes.

“I think it’s a part from the motorboat! It’s probably been drifting away these last few days. We have to get it!”

They reached the turquoise water.

“Oh right, I can see that. It’s too far away though.”

“What are you talking about? I can reach it, easy! I’m a great swimmer.”

“Don’t be ridiculous, Jonas. It’s just a piece of wood now, there’s no need to take any risk for it.”

Jonas could not hear any of it.

Like an excited teenager, he started to swim further in the water. He turned around, exhilarated.

“Don’t sweat it, Adam. You know I’m a pro!”

“You’re still injured, we barely ate anything… Bro, are you kidding?”

Trying to reason him was useless, Jonas was already swimming away.

The dude was impossible!

He had to believe he was Michael Phelps or something… But he was not!

And certainly, even Phelps would take it slow if he had been stranded on an island for a couple of days.

Adam was pissed, the situation was sufficiently dire as it was, they did not have to be reckless.

Already, he could see the white ass of his best friend splitting the water, so far away.

Such a strength was impressive but it did not make it any less stupid.

Jonas seemed to be getting closer to the broken raft but Adam blinked and in a split second, he could no longer see him.

The sun reflection was making it really difficult.

Adam breathed, trying to control his panic.

He knew that he was not as skilled as a swimmer meaning that if his friend was in trouble, he would not be able to get him back.

“Joe? Man, come back!”

He searched the ocean with his eyes but it was like Jonas had vanished.

“Fuck… Fuck… Fuck…” Adam muttered.

The piece of raft seemed to be getting away too.

A few minutes went by.

From the beach, the ocean seemed peaceful but the further away from the shore you were, the more chances you had to be taken by unexpected current.

And clearly, if the raft was getting dragged, so was Jonas.

Adam started yelling much louder.

“JOE! FUCKING HELL, DUDE! COME BACK! JONAS, WHERE ARE YOU?”

No doubt, the panic settled him.

Adam’s heart beating increased as he considered diving in the water himself.

He did not know where to go or what to do but he could not stay there, feeling useless.

Hell, if Jonas was to die there, he might as well just die with him!

“JONAS! FUCK! WHY DID YOU HAVE TO DO THIS? WHERE ARE YOU?”

He screamed at the top of his lungs.

The part of the boat, - if that was really what it was -, had vanished too. There was definitely current.

Adam started crying, he walked in the water, he stepped on something sharp.

The morning had gone so well, they had been doing so well as survivors lately!

Why would Jonas ruin everything?! What the hell did he have to prove?!

Adam had not broken down since they had been stranded on the island but that was it, the last straw.

He completely lost his shit desperately looking at the sea. He could not lose his best friend in the world.

“Joe… Please… Man… Don’t leave me alone!”

Where was he? Drowning somewhere?

Adam had finally taken the frantic decision of swimming and searching for him in the water when he heard a voice on his right.

“Hey, man. Why the gloomy face? You’ve seen a ghost?”

Adam turned around, stunned, his face wet with tears.

Swimming and then walking towards the beach, getting out of the water, a fishnet around his arms and a big smile on his face, Jonas was having the time of his life.

“Fuck… You… You’re here!”

“I saw the raft being dragged away so I decided to come back but then, my feet got entangled into something. Look what I’ve found!”

He raised the fishnet above his head, beaming with pride.

Adam rolled his eyes.

“You’re a complete idiot, Joe!”

Jonas laughed.

“Come on, Adam. You’re such a drama queen. I was just… Aaaaaargh!”

Adam was about to snap something back when Jonas screamed.

He was walking, his upper chest already out of the water, he was fine, - more than that, in fact, he was annoyingly cocky -, but then, something happened.

“Fuck, man! What is it now?”

The clear water turned red.

“Shit! I… Something… Like… A fish or… Argh… It passed me by and…”

Adam ran into the water and got to his friend.

He helped him out.

He was seriously bleeding on the side of his body again.

“See! What did I tell you? Damn it!”

“Come on… Ahhh… Not the time for the I told you so, what… What happened?” Jonas panted.

“Your wound is re-opened now. You’ve been scratched by a fish or something and it completely screwed with the cut healing… Fuck, man… Look at all that blood.”

They pushed the fishnet aside and Adam went in full doctor mode.

Again, he was a dentist not a surgeon. He also had only his fingers to try to prevent more damage.

“Arrgh… Fuck… That does hurt!” Jonas whined, making a face.

That was concerning.

He was not one to complain for nothing.

“I know. Just lie down here and stay still, I need to clear the wound. Okay?”

“Okay…”

“Just breathe, I’m here.”

“You were right, bro. I’m a… Aaaah… complete fool.”

“Yes, you are.”

“Is it bad? The… The injury?”

Adam sighed.

“It’ll be okay… You just lost two days of healing and scarring.”

“You’re sure? I wasn’t attacked by a shark?”

The dentist laughed.

“Maybe an octopus, not a shark. Here, put your hand right here to stop the bleeding. I’ll get some leaves to press on it. And you have no fucking right to move!”

Jonas nodded yes, ashamed.

This is where being cocky gets you…

He hated that, feeling like he was always making things worse for them.

He already had large bruises on his lower abdomen and on his back, and now his entire left side was marked by a larger cut.

Thank God, Adam knew what he was doing but Jonas was forced to stay immobile for the largest part of the afternoon.

“We’ll still use the fishnet…” He said after a while, trying to redeem himself.

“Yeah…  But dude, this was not worth it.”

“We need to eat. I wanted to do something for the both of us!”

“Okay, we do need to eat proteins, but we won’t have time to be concerned about starving if we already kill ourselves doing stupid stuff.”

Jonas responded with a joke but the timing was off. It was way too soon.

"If I had died, you would have gained some flesh and some large slabs of meat to feed on!"

He showed his huge thighs…. And his huge dick.

“That’s not funny, Jonas. I got really scared, you know, when you disappeared in the water.”

“I… I know, sorry, bro.”

“Sometimes, I…”

Adam did not finish his sentence.

He was not too sure what he meant or what he wanted to say.

Would it be too cheesy to admit that he loved Adam so much that his biggest fear in life was to lose him?

Jonas became way more serious all of the sudden.

“Adam… Do you… Do you hate me?”

“What?”

“I mean, I know it’s all my fault if we’re stuck here. I told you to go far away from the mainland, to ignore Mario’s warnings. Then, I found the mushrooms, I took them first and I… I dragged us into this mess. I get it if you hate me.”

Adam snorted.

“Bro, I’m a grown man, I took the same risks as you. In fact, I was driving the boat so I was supposed to be more careful. If anyone’s responsible, it’s me… And you saved me more than I saved you.”

“Nah…”

“Yes, you have. When the boat sank, without you, I’d be dead. That’s for sure.”

“Let’s just say that we’re making a great team then!”

“Yes, a great reckless team of shitty survivors…”

Jonas smiled.

“Once I’ll feel better, you’ll see, our camp will look so great. I’ll fish with the net!”

“Man, are you trying this much because you think you’re responsible for bringing us here?”

“What do you mean?”

“You need to pace yourself, to be careful. Jonas, you don’t always have to show that you’re so strong.”

“But I am strong!”

“You’re wounded! You’re starving! You’re exhausted! Just like me. You’re a human being, man, and after what we’ve been through the last three days, it’s just normal to take a second to rest.”

“I know…”

Adam grabbed his friend’s chin.

Their faces were very close all of the sudden.

“I’m serious, you don’t have to be a superhero or the perfect survivor, I just want you to be okay, to be careful, to stay with me. You shouldn’t have gone into the ocean. It was too soon.”

Only then, Jonas truly understood how much his friend was worried about him.

“I… I get it I swear Adam, I don’t want you to worry. I… Sometimes, I don’t feel like I live up to you, you’re a doctor…”

“I’m a freaking dentist, man.”

“You know what I mean. I’m just a damn personal trainer. The only things I’m good at is swimming, and lifting, and…”

“And so, what? You want to show your muscles off, your strength? You don’t need to! Have you checked your body? You’re already a muscle god. That’s enough.”

Jonas chuckled.

“You look good too. This island won’t let your body turned into a dad bod; you’ll be fitter than ever.”

Adam finally softened up.

“Perfect then! We should do that surviving thing more often. Erica will be stocked when I come back.”

“I bet she will. May I stand up, doctor?”

“You may.”

Jonas stood up after hours lying in the sand and he looked down at his waist.

“See, the bleeding stopped. It wasn’t that bad. I may have a superhero complex but you’re a bit of a drama queen, Adam.”

“Just keep your promise, no more reckless moves.”

“I swear.”

He kissed his cheek playfully.

“Now, let’s find something more consistent to eat.”