Stranded - Chapter 14

STRANDED

Chapter 14: Checklist

As the days and weeks went by, it became clear that Jonas and Adam were a couple in every sense of the word.

They slept together.

They bathed together in the waterfall.

They spent almost all of their time together.

They cuddled, kissed, and held hands.

They deeply cared for each other.

They teased each other and joked around.

And, of course, they would fuck relentlessly.

Blowjobs were nice, but once Jonas learned how it felt to shove his hard dick up his college best friend’s ass, and Adam learned how it felt to be properly pounded by a monster cock, there was no turning back.

The two men fucked like rabbits all over the island!

Beach fuck: check.

Cave sex: check.

Ocean fuck: check.

This one was particularly difficult because of the waves washing over them and the lack of anything to hold on to.

Underwater sex is not that easy!

They had a lot of fun but they finished on the sand where it was much more practical for Jonas to drill an itching hole.

The sand was not the best place to have sex, either, but Adam was fine with getting more sand in his furry crack if it meant getting a proper pounding.

The days when he was upset about coming back to the hotel after a day at the beach were long gone.

He had accommodated to the white sand he used to hate so much.

To be fair, back then, he would not have dared to think about doing anything with another guy, let alone getting fucked raw by Jonas of all people.

But here, on the island, it was like stepping into an alternate reality.

Everything was possible, and getting a good dicking on the daily was the best hobby he could think of.

Their camps were set up, they had plenty of food, and they had plenty of time on their hands. What else were they supposed to do?

Sure, they still checked their improvised traps and went fishing, but mostly, they just lied around and fucked.

Plus, it was like a scientific research project.

They had been exploring each other's bodies, learning what made each other tick and pushing boundaries they never knew they could cross.

Jonas had always been obsessed with anal sex, but with Adam, it was different.

After only a few weeks of fucking his best friend, Jonas felt like he knew Adam’s body so well. He knew what Adam liked and needed, and how to make him feel even better.

He loved the way Adam looked at him, how his eyes would fill with desire and need. He loved how they fit together despite the extra-large proportions of his dick, and how their bodies moved in perfect sync.

Most of all, he loved the way Adam’s body responded to him: the way it clenched around him and the way he screamed his name.

Oh, yes! That was cool too. It was great not having to be discreet.

In their city apartments, they could not make as much noise as they wanted. They had to be careful about the neighbors.

Here, aside from the monkeys and birds, no one cared about their sex life.

After a successful fishing trip one afternoon, Jonas suggested they bathe in the waterfall together.

They went there every morning to shower, but sometimes, Jonas enjoyed going there by himself to relax in the evening, while Adam preferred to have his feet in the ocean and watch the sunset.

Still, Adam could not pass up an opportunity to watch Jonas under the waterfall.

Wet and sculpted, Jonas looked heavenly as the water fell on him.

Physically, Adam considered himself ordinary and boring compared to the stunning, godlike Jonas.

He was more surprised every day by the attention Jonas kept giving him—and his ass.

In any case, Adam agreed to follow Jonas, and they made their way through the dense foliage to the hidden oasis.

The water was cool and refreshing, and the pressure from the waterfall was invigorating.

Jonas went in first. He leaned against a smooth rock with his eyes closed as the water cascaded over his body, washing away the day's sweat and grime.

Adam paused to observe him before walking in.

For once, the anaconda was in its flaccid state, and water poured from the tip like a hose.

Adam ended up going and enjoying the fresh water as well. He shut his eyes to be in the moment.

After a little while, he felt Jonas move behind him.

Jonas gripped his hips with his strong hands and pressed his body against Adam's back.

With his eyes still closed, Adam smiled, relishing the feeling of Jonas's hard and strong body against his own.

He felt Jonas's cock harden quickly against his back as it got ready for what was coming next.

It nudged against his ass, so Adam spread his legs slightly to give it better access.

A relaxing session with Jonas could only go one way... NAUGHTY!

Besides, they still had to cross the waterfall from their (sex) checklist.

Jonas's hands slid around to Adam’s chest. He palmed his pecs and teased his nipples.

Then, he moved his hands up to wrap around Adam, holding him close. Jonas's cock pressed insistently against Adam's entrance.

The monster was about to invade.

Adam reached back and grabbed Jonas's girthy cock, guiding it to where he wanted it most.

He could feel the heat of Jonas's skin and the throb of his pulse. He groaned with anticipation as the head of Jonas' huge cock pressed against him.

Already, he was at full mast.

“Are you up for another round?” Jonas whispered in Adam’s ear.

“Do I have a choice?”

Jonas was almost upset by Adam's answer.

“Of course you do! What the hell? I thought you wanted it!”

Adam chuckled, surprised by his reaction.

“I do want it! I was just teasing.”

“You're sure?”

“Jonas, if you don't fuck me under this waterfall right now, I'll be really mad at you.”

He felt reassured, and his dick throbbed at the words.

“I like that better.” Jonas groaned, moving his hips in small, steady thrusts and pushing the head of his cock into Adam's ass.

The path had grown familiar.

Adam was still sore from their previous adventures, but the pleasure outweighed the pain, so he pushed back, taking more of Jonas inside.

The thing was, he felt like it was getting easier.

His hole was learning to stretch more and more. This mere idea was oddly sexy.

‘Do you think my hole is going to take the shape of your dick?’

‘It should. I own that hole.’

Adam moaned in his high-pitched voice, which he sometimes had when he could not control himself.

Jonas loved to hear it. Each time, he considered it as a personal victory.

“You're the only one who's ever been in there, and you're the only one who ever will be.”

“Fuck yeah, that’s what I like to hear.”

Jonas slapped his bouncy ass.

It looked even more splendid wet.

Ironically, Jonas often felt the same way about Adam as Adam felt about him: that his companion was too handsome, too smart, and way too good for him.

He could not believe that Adam would offer himself to him, but he did. Anytime he had the chance. He craved that dick, maybe even more than he was craving his hole.

Wait, no, that was not possible, Jonas was craving this asshole more than anything in the world.

Jonas thrust deeper, his cock sliding in and out of Adam's no-longer-virgin pucker.

A waterfall cascaded over them, and the cool water mingled with their heated bodies. The mixture created a steamy mist that shimmered in the early evening sunlight.

They looked like they were on the cover of an erotic book from the '80s.

A beautiful waterfall. Two handsome, muscular men entwined. And perfect lighting.

Light, camera, action.

Jonas gripped Adam's hips tightly, his fingers digging into the firm muscle as he thrust into him.

He started slow, but once he was in the zone, he turned into a beast.

BANG BANG BANG

“Yes, Joe… Go for it…”

“Like that?”

BANG BANG BANG

“More... more... you're hitting the spot...”

“Oh, yeah? I'll give you more!”

BANG BANG BANG

“Please... Hmm... Yes... Yes...”

“Take it, baby! Take it deep!”

BANG BANG BANG

The slamming, their moans and grunts echoed through the lush foliage. The birds and animals were silent spectators to their primal dance.

“I love your cock, man. I love it...”

“Yes! You love it deep inside you!”

BANG BANG BANG

The banging was relentless, and none of them had enough.

“Hmmm... Hmmm... I... I... I can't...”

“Oh, you can! I swear that you can take even more!”

“Yes…”

“Deeper, right! You want it deep today!”

“Yes, please!”

“Deeper than we've ever gone before!”

BANG BANG BANG

The whole time, he slammed hard against Adam's ass with each word. The sound was barely muffled by the water cascading over their faces.

Jonas licked Adam from his shoulders to his neck to his chin.

It was bestial.

Then he grunted, pulled Adam’s waist toward him, and thrust more than ever before.

Yes, for the first time, he was going balls deep!

“YEEEEEEEEES!” Adam screamed, scaring a few birds away from the jungle.

“You like that… Aaaaah… Having me all the way in?”

“Yes... God... I... I'm gonna cum...”

Adam's body shook heavily with the force of Jonas's thrusts. He could feel the heat building in his belly and the pleasure coiling like a snake, ready to strike.

His cock was rock hard, slapping against his stomach with each brutal thrust.

“How bad do you like it?” Jonas was triumphant, proud of himself.

“Fuck, Jonas, don't stop! Right there, right fucking there!” Adam begged, his voice sounding nothing like usual.

He sounded like a different person.

He was no longer Adam the dentist, Adam the husband, or Adam the overthinker. He was Jonas’s bitch.

Jonas was relentless and rough.

He went at it hard for at least ten more minutes, wrecking that hole like a pornstar, before leaning over Adam.

His body was slick with sweat, and his muscles tensed as he drove into Adam with reckless abandon.

He was sure he had never fucked an ass so deep.

But more importantly, he had never felt this good.

The cool water did little to dampen the heat of their passion. Every nerve ending in Adam's body was alight with pleasure. His ass was on fire from the delicious agony of Jonas's cock inside him, a sensation he never wanted to end.

He felt filled.

He felt owned.

He felt complete.

They were no longer talking. They were unable to. Only the sounds of their bodies smashing together and the surrounding water remained.

This was undoubtedly their most intense fuck yet.

Jonas grabbed Adam’s face and turned it so he could kiss him.

He was so close to crossing the finish line.

“Jonas, don't hold back. Give it to me. All of it.” Adam whispered once they had broken their kiss.

“You'll get it, baby. Everything. Every last droplet.”

“Fill me up, Jonas. Please.”

Jonas flexed his biceps and roared—he was definitely a wild animal, a jaguar or even a lion—his large, athletic hips crashing against Adam's ass one last time with a force that drove Adam forward.

Jonas's cock throbbed and pulsed inside Adam's tight, hot channel.

“Here... you… gooooo!”

Adam was well-bred. It felt like gallons of cum were blasted in his insides.

Woof!

Once Jonas pulled away from his ass, Adam turned to face him, still overwhelmed and horny.

“Get on your knees. I have a surprise for you!” Adam mumbled, while stroking his own hard leaking dick.

Jonas did not need to be asked twice.

With his usual quickness, he got on his knees and opened his mouth wide, so wide.

Just like he would at the dentist, he said:

“AAAAAAAAAAAH”

Jonas happily let Adam spill all of his creamy protein straight into his throat.

“Yes... Swallow this... Oh God...”

One, two, three… Up to ten volleys flew inside his mouth, all over his tongue, with some hitting his giddy face.

Of the giver or the receiver, it was hard to tell which one had the best experience.

For the both of them, it was mind-fucking-blowing.

And it was just one of many moments they spent together! Just one stop on their checklist!

Every day was another opportunity to get down on their knees, suck each other off, fuck—although Jonas was never the bottom in this scenario—and swallow each other’s cum.

Week after week, they found new ways to make each other feel good and work up their libido.

Time passed quickly as they turned their lives into a paradise of wandering around naked on the island, fishing, harvesting fruit, napping, eating, cuddling, sleeping, and of course, having a ton of sex.

Even though Jonas kept religiously adding one line in the sand each night, it became harder to keep track of the days passing.

They were not paying much attention or counting.

What was the point anyway? Who cared?

One night, Jonas drew another line in the sand, and they realized they had spent four full months on the island.

That was quite the shock for Adam.

He did not think it had been that long.

For the first time, he truly considered the possibility that they would never leave and that he would die there, stranded from the civilization.

Whether it would be in just a few weeks due to an accident, a bad storm, an animal attack, or a threat they had not even anticipated yet, or in years due to old age, he might die on this piece of land and never get to know how the outside world changed while they were trapped on the island.

So many things could happen. Wars between nations, internal conflicts, unthinkable changes with technology…

Would aliens land on Earth, and he would not even know about it?

Could they really spend years and years on this island without ever crossing paths with anyone?

What if the outside world had already disappeared? Another pandemic, World War III...

That could be why no one had found them yet.

What if something had happened to their wives?

In any case, Erica and Laura probably thought they were already dead.

“Are you okay, babe?”

Jason kissed his shoulder tenderly.

Over the past few months, their relationship had evolved tremendously, yet they rarely discussed the future or the outside world.

Sometimes they referred to it as “the other side”.

“I was just thinking about what might be happening on the other side right now. Do you think people are at war and we don't even know it? Or maybe there’s a zombie apocalypse going on...”

“I haven't seen any nuclear blasts, and planes are still flying high in the sky, so I doubt zombies are flying commercial airplanes.”

Adam chuckled.

“Look at you, being a smartass.”

“I've learned from the best.”

“But four months…. We’ve been here for 120 days. That’s crazy.”

Jonas played with Adam’s chest hair. It had grown just like his beard, which was now large and thick, real cave man’s style.

“Do you still think about the boat?” He asked.

“Which boat? You mean the shipwreck?”

By this time, the scars on Jonas’s abdomen had almost completely disappeared.

“No, the cruise ship that came by about three weeks after we arrived here.”

“Oh, this...”

“I do think about it a lot. Every time I draw another line in the sand, I know it’s because of me. I screwed us over.”

Adam kissed Jonas on the cheek.

“By doing that, you gave me the best three months of my life. How could I be mad about that?”

Jonas smiled, feeling reassured.

“Really? But I mean, what if no one ever comes?”

“I don’t know. One thing I’ve learned here is that we can’t predict the future.”

“I guess…”

"If we’re still stuck here ten years from now, and we can't stand each other or the tuna and mangoes anymore, then maybe I’ll resent you for not trying to get rescued back then…”

“Someone must come. One of these days. I’m just wondering what will happen when we get out of here.”

It was not Jonas's style to be that vulnerable.

Adam was uncomfortable with the question because he was doing everything, he could to keep his own thoughts from going there.

What could he say to his wife?

Sometimes, he hoped that she had already moved on. The perfect scenario would be to come back and find her in love with someone else. That would make ending it easier.

But did he really want that? Ending it? Divorcing?

Adam was rational. He knew that his experience on the island was clouding his judgment and intensifying his emotions.

In this sense, it was like being locked up for a reality television show.

The participants could fall in love and promise each other everything, only to realize once the program ended and they returned to their real lives that their relationship was not sustainable or just not as important as they thought when they were in sequester.

As usual, Adam was overthinking things.

“When we get out, we'll have to assess where we are and where we want to go. That’s all.”

His answer could not have been blander, and clearly, it did nothing to reassure Jonas.

“Yes... I suppose we'll see then...”

“Joe, you know this more than I do. What matters is the present. What we’re doing now. What we’re feeling now.”

“Damn. You really have changed.”

“Maybe.”

“And how are you feeling now? What do you want to do?”

“Some very naughty things with you...”

As was often the case, the conversation ended with a sloppy blowjob and a hard fuck. That would inevitably bring them peace of mind.

At least, for a moment.