Stranded - Chapter 13

STRANDED

Chapter 13: The Last Barrier

Adam and Jonas had essentially confessed their feelings to each other.

And now what?

They were still wearing their wedding rings; they were still stranded on the island; and more importantly, they were still sucking each other’s cocks multiple times a day to “replenish their protein needs”.

As good an excuse as any.

Jonas was late to the cock-sucking game, but you best believe the athlete quickly caught on and became a pro at slurping on hard dicks.

As for Adam, he simply could not let go of his best friend/lover’s anaconda.

Who could blame him?

As has been said before, Jonas was blessed with one of the biggest, veiniest, and girthiest dicks you could ever imagine on a white guy.

Whether it was flaccid or hard, there were inches and inches of uncut meat to worship and enjoy.

As has also been mentioned though, Jonas tended to never be flaccid for too long.

Under normal circumstances, he was much hornier than the average guy but the new dynamic with his best buddy was like a whole new awakening.

Just like when he had discovered sex with women and could not get enough of it, he could not get enough of his friend's luscious lips wrapped around his thick demanding cock.

In fact, as the days went by, he had much filthier thoughts.

That was no secret, Jonas had always preferred anal sex to banging a pussy.

And it so happened that Adam had the bounciest, juiciest, and yummiest-looking ass ever!

How lucky to be trapped on an island with him!

After nearly a month of only penetrating a mouth and a throat (as hot as it was), Jonas became increasingly eager for a different kind of cavity.

He had started playing around with Adam's ass on the very first night of their predicament, as they tried to keep each other warm.

Many times since then, he felt it, groped the large buttocks, spread them apart, and got close to stretching that hole by rubbing his fingers against the hairy pucker.

Later, his fingers became much more invasive, but his cock had never passed the entrance.

Not yet anyway...

After 29 days on the island, Adam was hairier than ever, and his ass crack was like an allegory of the Amazon rain-forest but strangely, Jonas did not mind.

Then again, maybe it is not that strange, since the personal trainer had never minded a bush around a wet pussy.

Besides, what he liked most about his relationship with Adam was the taboo nature of it, the excitement of doing something forbidden.

Therefore, dealing with a manly hairy guy made it that much steamier!

Being a horned-up jock, Jonas had had his fair share of wild sexual encounters, but pushing those limits with Adam was giving him sensations he had never felt before.

This was a whole new delicious craving.

At this stage, he did not care much about the mangoes or the tuna fish; his best meal would have been diving headfirst into that furry ass and eating it all up!

Oops.

Just thinking about that made him hard again.

Adam checked his companion in misfortune, whose enormous dick was throbbing in the middle of the afternoon when they were supposed to be sharpening their tools.

He smiled, and admittedly, he drooled a little.

Jonas’ spontaneous erections were definitely part of the package deal. Not that this was an issue but he could not let himself get distracted all the time... Or could he?

Since putting out the fire, Jonas had been feeling guilty.

The bright side was that their living conditions were improving by the day since he was doing the most to make up for it, always running around to fish, hunt, or solidify their shelters.

There were times when the only thing left to do for Adam was tan on the beach and rest by the waves.

It was peaceful and lovely.

Although he would never admit it to Jonas—or even to himself—Adam was secretly glad they had not been rescued.

He was genuinely angry when Jonas put out the fire, but he could not deny how much happier he was on this beach than he ever was at home.

The only thing making the experience less enjoyable was the thought of his wife searching for him and possibly mourning him by now.

Who still thought they could be alive after having vanished for so many weeks?

He felt for Erica and for her pain.

His feelings for Jonas did not change the fact that he had loved his wife sincerely for many years and had hoped she would give him a child.

In fact, his marriage had mostly gone south in the last year when their attempts to start a family failed.

He also thought about Mushy, his Labrador retriever, who was waiting for him to come back.

The dog would certainly never give up on seeing his owner again.

Adam smiled again.

He did miss some things about his real life.

“What are you thinking about?” Jonas asked, tugging on his insatiable dick.

“Nothing. Just reminiscing on life.”

Jonas' hard-on had stopped being a topic for a long time, it was so usual for him to be openly stiffed and caressing himself.

“Yeah, we have a lot of time to think here… No many distractions.”

“I certainly don't miss my phone or screens, though.”

“For sure. We’re much freer without them. Back home, I always felt compelled to check my texts and emails. I hadn’t realized how much of a burden it was.”

“Same.”

“I should go check the net and see if we have caught any more fish.”

“We don't need any more, Joe. You can relax.”

“Nah, I'm happy to do it.”

“Okay then. I'll think about how we can improve our storage capacity.”

Jonas finally let go of his erection, jumped to his feet and walked excitingly to the other end of the beach, his dick looking like a truncheon outrageously bouncing as he went.

He really was a stud, and the survivor look suited him well.

How far this adventure would take them? Adam wondered as he admired Jonas from afar.

The next milestone for our heroes came when they “celebrated” their one-month anniversary on the island.

As Jonas drew the thirtieth line in the sand, he promised something special for the following day.

“I’ll throw a party! You’ll see, it will be great!”

Adam laughed at Jonas's foolishness and giddy attitude, but he promised to stay away from the beach camp so that Jonas could prepare the big surprise by himself.

Although it was completely silly, it was also endearing and Adam had a large smile on his face the entire day thinking about it.

His thick beard hid the dimples on his cheeks.

He mostly stayed in the cave to rearrange it. The monkeys kept coming and stealing mangoes, so he had to better protect their food supplies.

He had to find more and more creative ways to store the food they were collecting.

Before joining Jonas at sunset, Adam trimmed his beard somewhat with the sharp tool they had made. He looked at his reflection in the water while doing so.

For the joke of it, he also used some leaves to cover his penis, fully embracing the spirit of the special anniversary occasion by “dressing up”.

Funny enough, despite all the improvements they had made to their daily lives, it had never occurred to the boys that they could design and make their own clothes.

Why bother when they were so happy living fully nude?

In any case, Adam walked down the path they had designed to make traveling between the cave and the beach camp easier with some excitement and butterflies in his stomach.

He held a torch and wore the ridiculous leafy underwear that barely covered his dick and even less of his fat ass.

When he arrived at the camp, it looked more like a romantic date than a party.

Jonas had set up a cozy area near the fire and decorated it with the prettiest leaves he could find and vines.

Yes, if you were wondering, this shit was turning very gay!

“Man... really?” Adam said with a smile.

“Hey, I promised you a celebration. Who would have thought that we could survive an entire month here?!”

“Fair, and that does look nice, you did a…”

“Hold on a minute!”

Jonas just noticed the ridiculous outfit.

“What?”

“You're wearing miniskirts made of leaves now?” He burst out laughing.

“Hey! Not cool! It's supposed to be like a pair of shorts, but I did what I could with what I had.”

“Okay, okay. Turn around. At least, show it off good!”

Adam played along, turning around as if he were at a fashion show.

“So, what do you think? Not too bad, eh?”

“You're right, it's not a miniskirt. More like a thong or a jockstrap!”

“Don't pretend my butt doesn't look good, Joe! I see you looking! All the damn time!”

Touché.

“Oh, I'd never say anything like that. That ass is fiiiiine, honey."

They were both enjoying themselves.

In fact, aside from sex, it had been a while since they had done anything purely for entertainment.

This night was not about survival, improving their conditions, or finding a way to leave the island; it was only about having fun.

They kept teasing each other, and Jonas presented the appetizer.

He had actually made a full meal with several courses for the celebration.

They started with a mix of the best freshly cut coconut, banana, and mango. Then, they ate a soup made of multiple types of fish and finally, the main course, some tuna that Jonas had cooked differently than usual.

Without a doubt, it was the best evening they had spent on the island.

They were not as scared of the jaguars anymore and the monkeys were unwelcome but not dangerous visitors.

Besides, the bed of leaves they were sitting on was very comfortable, making the whole thing feel like a luxury vacation.

They had come so far from the boat sinking to this!

“So, what do you have for dessert?” Adam asked despite being full.

The sun fully set behind them, he had an idea in mind.

“You already know! The best dessert you can get in here… Whipped cream.”

Jonas stood up and dangled his cock around.

He was semi-hard.

“Of course.” Adam chuckled. “I should have expected this.”

“Come on, aren't you hungry?”

“Oh, I'm always hungry for this. You should know that about me by now…”

Adam said with a playful smirk as he got down on his knees and reached for Jonas’s offered cock.

“I do know how dirty you are... Hmmm...”

Jonas let out a low moan as Adam wrapped his lips around the head of his cock and took him in deep.

Why wait? They both knew how this would end.

Besides, at this stage, Adam was very familiar with the way and he knew how to service him properly.

“You really are the best at this…” Jonas groaned, his fingers tangling in Adam’s dark disheveled hair, guiding him as he bobbed his head up and down.

The fire crackled and popped in the background, casting a warm glow over their bodies as Adam took Jonas deeper, his throat constricting around him.

Jonas threw his head back, his eyes closed, lost in the sensation of Adam’s hot, wet mouth.

This was something he would never get tired of.

“You were born to such that big dick… Hmmm…”

Adam let out a muffled moan of agreement, his jaw working as he took Jonas deeper, his throat fully adjusting to the (massive) intrusion.

“You know most girls are unable to… Hmmm… Handle it… But you… Damn…”

Adam pulled back, saliva dripping all over his beard.

“What can I say? I’m a dentist. I’m an oral expert.”

They laughed it off.

“You little slut!”

Jonas grabbed his face and pushed his cock more roughly in the wet cavity.

Adam wanted to play, they would definitely play!

Jonas's hips moved in time with Adam's bobbing head, his grip on Adam’s hair tightening as he fought to maintain control.

The sounds of the island night filled their ears—the chirping of cicadas, the distant hoot of an owl, the gentle lapping of the waves against the shore… and now the gargling sounds of a throat being destroyed!

Jonas wanted to lose himself in the sensation, to give in to the primal urge to thrust hard and fast, but at times, he held back, he also wanted to savor the slow, steady rhythm.

Adam was just in the zone, feasting and tasting as much as this horny cock as he could.

That was quite a mouth full.

Their bodies were slick with sweat, their breathing harsh and uneven, but their movements were fluid, practiced, as if they had done this a thousand times before.

At this point, they might have been close to the hundredth time.

Adam pulled back, releasing Jonas’ supersized cock with a wet pop. He needed a breather.

The P.T. let out a low groan of protest, but Adam merely smiled.

“Let’s switch.”

Jonas bit his lower lip but went willingly, his heart pounding in his chest, his cock throbbing in anticipation.

He did enjoy sucking a dick too.

“Sure. I’d be rude of me not to return the favor… Besides, I’m overdue for my dessert as well.”

“You sure are, after all this hard work you've been doing around the camp.”

Adam watched as Jonas knelt and dipped his dickhead, his tongue darting out to lick the precum already leaking from the tip of cock.

“Like that?”

“Hmm… Yes… Just like that.” Adam gasped, his hips jerking involuntarily as Jonas's tongue swirled around the head of his cock, teasing and tantalizing.

Then, with no further warning, Jonas took Adam deep into his mouth, his lips meeting his groin, and Adam let out a low, guttural moan, his eyes rolling back in his head as he felt the warm, wet heat envelop him completely.

Jonas's nose pressed against Adam's bushy pubic hair, as he swallowed him whole.

The cock was not as enormous as Jonas’ but still! Taking it entirely in one go was quite a feat!

Adam's hands flew to Jonas's head, his fingers tangling in his curly hair, his hips bucking up into the exquisite pressure, the friction, the sheer fucking pleasure of it.

“Good fucking Lord, Joe… Hmmm… You’re gonna make me… Aaaaah…”

Jonas pulled away from Adam's cock, leaving him whimpering with need, and before Adam could even register what was happening, Jonas had flipped them over so that they were lying chest to chest.

That was very reminiscent of their old wrestling days.

Only, a little bit dirtier.

Their raging hard cocks were pressed together, the head of Jonas's cock pressing against Adam's perineum.

Adam's eyes widened in surprise and excitement, and before he could say anything, Jonas's mouth was all over his, their tongues clashing, their bodies grinding together.

This was the make-out session of a freaking lifetime, their bodies fully entwined, the sexual tension to the max, saliva dripping everywhere.

The guys were pushing their limits, listening to their most primal instincts, they wanted to taste and feel each other as deeply as humanly possible.

Jonas's hands roamed over Adam's body, cupping his ass lewdly, pulling him closer, and then, again without warning, Jonas flipped them again, so that they were now in a sixty-nine position, their faces inches from each other's most intimate parts.

How delicious of a dessert it was for the both of them!

Adam was completely thrown off guards as Jonas started licking his balls and playing with his dick.

He obviously returned the favor right away. The anaconda was right there, throbbing and begging for attention.

He sucked the large balls gently into his mouth, rolling them around with his tongue before moving to the dripping veiny cock.

Both men were leaking an impressive amount of precum and this was only beginning.

Adam leaned forward, taking Jonas’ dick into his mouth once again, sucking him deep, letting himself choke and gag.

He wanted to feel like a bitch he would jerk-off to in porn movies.

Jonas moaned, his hips thrusting against Adam's face, but he did not linger. He had other pressing desires to take care of, ones he had been suppressing for too long.

In this position, Adam’s furry sweaty hole was so close.

Too fucking close not to act on it!

Jonas moved down just a little, until he was face to face with Adam's inviting ass crack. He had thought about this, dreamed about it, but now that he was here, he hesitated.

Adam was all about the cock he was servicing but sensing the reluctance below him, he looked down and gave his green light.

To be fair, he had been yearning for this as well.

Yes, he was ready to go that far and take a freaking dick up his ass!

“Go on, Jonas. This is what you've wanted, isn't it?”

Jonas nodded, his heart pounding so loud in his muscular chest.

He licked his lips, then, spat a generous amount of saliva onto Adam's ass.

His eyes locked onto the glistening evidence of his lust, Jonas began to spread his spit around, making sure every inch of Adam's pucker was slick and fully lubed.

The wet slippery noise alone was making him even hornier.

Adam moaned in a high-pitched voice, needy, as Jonas's fingers joined the spit, circling the sensitive ring of muscle, pressing gently, encouraging it to relax.

If this was a big step for Jonas, it definitely was a life-changing for moment for Adam.

In modern society, accepting to be sodomized by another man held so much weight.

On his side, Jonas was no longer thinking. He had never felt so turned on, so alive, as he did at this moment, with Adam's ass spread open before him, his body begging for more.

This was so different than when he was fucking a woman in her tight hole.

This felt so much exciting and taboo.

He could not get enough of the taste, the smell, the feel of him.

His tongue went in first, licking and probing, exploring every crevice, every hair. It was filthy, the dirtiest thing he had ever done, and he loved it.

He loved the way Adam squirmed and writhed beneath him, the way his hips bucked and his body trembled. He loved the way Adam's hands were fisted in the sand, his knuckles white with the effort of holding back.

But Jonas did not want him to hold back.

He wanted more. He wanted all of Adam, every inch, every secret, every cavity and forbidden part of him.

He wanted to breach that freaking last barrier, to fuck Adam's ass until they both screamed with pleasure.

Jonas pulled back, he looked up at Adam, his eyes filled with raw, primal desire.

“I want you, Adam. I want to fuck you!" He barked.

“Then… Hmm… What the fuck are you waiting for?”

“Aaargh!”

They did not talk anymore; they grunted like animals in heat.

Is not what we are in the end, without society telling us what is wrong and what is right? Animals.

Without any further hesitation, Jonas spat on his fingers once more, spreading the saliva over his cock, using it as lube.

Then, he positioned himself, the head of his massive monster cock pressing against Adam's puckered hole.

That was it.

Adam tensed slightly, his breath hitching as he felt the pressure, the anticipation of what was to come.

Jonas rubbed the head of his cock against Adam's entrance, teasing, tantalizing, before slowly, steadily pushing forward. The head of his girthy cock breached Adam's tight ring of muscle, and Adam let out a harsh, grunting moan as he realized he was losing his anal virginity for real.

Jonas paused, giving Adam time to adjust, his hands soothing, his voice whispering words of encouragement.

He tried to remain collected despite his arousal.

“You can take it, Adam. You want this…”

“I know… Ah… I do… This is… Wild.”

Fitting word given the setting for their first time.

“Open up for me, Adam.”

“Yes, fuck me. Please fuck me!”

It was all Jonas needed to push deeper and invade the uncharted hole further.

Despite his thickness, the XXL cock slid in. Like in a magic trick, the tight hole swallowed it inside, making room for the gigantic invader.

Adam let out some low, guttural moans – being a bottom was not easy -, slowly though, he was accommodating the overwhelming sensation of being filled so completely.

How many inches of the monster were inside him already?

Jonas paused again, a good third of his cock inside his best buddy.

“That's it, Adam. You're doing so well. Just breathe, just breathe through it.”

Adam nodded as he focused on the sensation, on the burn that slowly turned to pleasure.

“I’m good… You can keep going…”

“Fuck you are good! So, so good!

Slowly, Jonas began to move, his cock sliding in and out, each thrust going deeper than the last, pushing Adam's body to relax, to open up to him.

He was a rough but attentive fucker.

Adam's body responded, his muscles unclenching, his body relaxing, the pain fading, replaced by a slow, building pleasure that was entirely new, entirely overwhelming as well.

He let out another low moan, a sound of surrender, of acceptance, as Jonas's cock plunged deeper, filling him almost completely, stretching him in a way he'd never known before.

Jonas watched his dick halfway in.

He was throbbing inside of the man who was as much his best friend as he was his hero.

He knew he would not be able to hold back so he fucked even harder, dipper, his hips slamming against Adam's ass, his cock plunging in and out of him with a ferocity that matched the intensity of their respective lust.

Adam cried out, his body bucking with the force of Jonas's thrusts, his fingers clawing at the sand as he tried to keep up, to match Jonas's rhythm.

“Fuuuuuck….”

“Are you… Are you okay?”

“Fuck Jonas… Don't stop. More. I want more!”

“Fucking hell, man, you’re gonna make me nut! You’re squeezing my ass so fucking perfectly in your tight virgin hole.”

“Oh yes… It does… Fit… Hmmm… Perfectly.”

The harsh, primal sounds of their fucking filled the air, the slap of skin against skin, the grunts and moans of pleasure and pain, the sound of their bodies coming together in a way they never had before.

Adam's body tensed, his muscles clenching as Jonas's cock hit that perfect spot inside him, and he let out a scream, a raw, primal sound that echoed through the night.

Beware jaguars, there were wilder animals in town!

His cock throbbed, his balls drew up tight, and with a final, desperate thrust, he came, his body convulsing, his cock pulsing as he filled his stomach and the sand with his release.

Jonas felt Adam's body clench around him.

He let out a roar, his hips slamming into Adam's ass one last time as he came, his cock throbbing, his body shaking as he filled Adam with his spunk.

They collapsed together, their bodies all wet, their hearts pounding in their chests.

Jonas pulled out slowly, his cock glistening, and he couldn't help but admire the sight of Adam's hairy sweaty ass, gleaming with their lust, a testament to the forbidden act.

Adam kissed Jonas softly.

“Are you okay?” Jonas murmured, his eyes searching Adam's face for any sign of discomfort or regret.

Adam nodded, a small, contented smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

“I'm better than okay…”

“I’m glad you liked it.”

The kiss became more passionate. Adam wrapped his arms around Jonas's neck, pulling him closer, deeper, as if he could meld their bodies together.

He could still feel the nut coating his insides… And you know what? Adam relished the sensation!