Stranded - Chapter 09

STRANDED

Chapter 9: Cave Men

“If there are jaguars on the island, it means they hunt to feed themselves!”

“Duh… Great detective job, Sherlock!”

Adam mocked Jonas.

“It means we can find meat ourselves! We’re hunters too!”

“Come on… You go fishing twice a year, you’re no hunter, Joe. The only thing the jaguar means is that we’re walking on his territory and therefore, we really are in deep shit.”

“Same old! We’ve been in deep shit for days!”

Both men smiled.

The situation was dire but they had just made out as if it was their last minute on this damn Earth.

Adam and Jonas were feeling strangely giddy, adrenaline pumping through their cells, testosterone pumping through their cocks.

They found their camp intact.

The fire was almost extinguished but they could revive it.

They took a breather as they thought about their next moves while gathering kindling.

“We got attacked because the fire was dying down. I bet that the jaguar would have been scared of the flames.” Jonas pointed out.

“Maybe… We’re really exposed here, though, on the beach.” Adam replied.

“What do you want us to do? Go live inside the jungle?”

Adam shrugged his shoulders.

“I’m not sure but maybe our ancestors were being called cave men for a good reason. Maybe they were onto something.”

“We didn’t explore much of the jungle… It’s been a week since we’ve been here, I’m down if you think we should find a better place, a cave or something.” Jonas immediately replied.

You bet that the daredevil was always up for some exploration!

The incident with the jaguar had been traumatic but Jonas was never thrown off for too long.

He was already all excited to get some action going.

“If we’re gonna walk all day, we need to eat first.”

“Let me check the fishnet. Maybe we’ve finally caught something!”

Jonas ran towards the ocean, his peachy ass bouncing in the horizon. Despite the sun, his buns were still pale. They looked yummy though.

Adam looked at him tenderly.

They had kissed for long minutes, and then, they had kept walking to find their camp, their dicks pointing towards the canopy.

They did not mention what had happened.

Was there a point in having a conversation about it? Should they consider themselves a couple now?

The mere idea seemed ridiculous.

Jonas reached his net.

He was disappointed at first, but as he tugged at it, he realized that, for the first time, he would not go back to Adam empty-handed.

His eyes brightened as he saw a black rockfish stuck at the bottom of the net. Still alive but trapped.

Victory!

Jonas beamed with pride as he caught the poor fish and ran back to Adam.

He could not wait to see his face when he would understand that they could (finally!) eat something a bit more consistent.

More importantly, it meant that the fishnet actually worked.

The harvest was slim but it was a promise for the future!

“Breakfast is here!” He exclaimed, enthusiast.

“Wait… Is that really a fish in your hands?!”

“It is! Never say I’m not a hunter again!”

Adam’s smile was worth every trouble.

The dentist immediately hurried to get their makeshift dishes and cook the miracle fish.

“Okay, I’ll give you that. You may have done a good thing when you fetched that net in the sea.”

“Of course, I did! I knew it would be useful.”

Adam leaned over and kissed Jonas’ broad shoulders.

Jonas did not see it that way.

He grabbed Adam’s chin up and kissed his lips instead. He felt the growing beard against his smoother face.

Their second kiss.

Wow. They may have been a couple after all!

Once again, they did not talk about it.

Instead, they started discussing their next move, eating the exceptional dish frantically.

Honestly, once cooked, there was not much left of the small fish but that did not matter much.

Tasting anything other than mangos, bananas or coconuts felt like a blessing.

The boys were going from one intense emotion to the other, there was no middle ground.

Deep fear was replaced by extreme joy; Exhaustion was replaced by horniness; Loneliness was replaced by the strongest connection that any of them had ever felt.

But we are getting ahead of ourselves.

Once they were fed, Jonas and Adam made each a torch out of their fire and they decided that this day would be dedicated to exploring the jungle.

At this point, they had gotten used to walk barefoot and stark naked and their wounds were mostly healed.

They felt ready to deal with the steep and torturous paths of the jungle.

Strangely, the encounter with the jaguar made them more daring.

Hopefully, the torches, the makeshift machete, and the broad day light would be enough to keep the predators at bay!

They were looking for a safer place to sleep at night (on top of a tree or in a cave maybe?), but they also thought that venturing through the island might help them uncover some of its hidden secrets.

They knew very little about the rock they had been living on for a week.

Anything was possible.

After all, a freaking jaguar had willingly decided to spare them!

They walked to the nearby waterfall and took a quick break to shower.

Jonas’ boner was hard as steel as he let the water fall against his muscular back.

He was sporting spontaneous erections so often that it became a running gag between the guys. His dick looked enormous there, the anaconda was at full mast.

There already, Adam wanted to get on knees and suck him off.

They kissed under the waterfall, they also started stroking each other but they did not go any further than that.

They decided that they should walk as much as possible in the morning to make sure they would be back to their camp before sunset.

They had learned from their mistakes of scattering themselves but no doubt, they were horny as fuck.

In a way, they liked it like that, building the pressure and not caving to their most primal urges… Not just yet.

At this stage, both men knew how this would end and it was enjoyable to let the sexual tension linger in the thick and humid air of the jungle.

Adam thought things through, leaving recognizable rocks behind their tails so they would find their way back to the familiar waterfall.

Advancing naked with their machete, their rocks, and their torches, they had never looked more like adventurers.

They were very hot too, sweating their asses off.

Pearls of sweats were literally dripping in their respective cracks.

One week stranded on an island and they looked nothing like before.

Let’s be real, they could not have looked sexier, even if they had tried to. Even Jonas’ large (recovering) scar on his abdomen gave him an edgy look.

Finally, after their longest trek up-hill, they arrived at a place that seemed promising.

From the highest point of the island, they found another source of water.

There was no waterfall but they were very close to the rocky part of the shore and they followed a river mostly made of mud.

It led them to a peaceful field.

Although it was tough to walk around, the place seemed secluded from the rest of the agitation of the jungle.

In the cracks of the cliffs on the northern side, they could find natural shelters.

They dropped their stuff and scouted the area.

“Here, Adam. If you wanted to be a caveman, that’s the spot.”

Jonas walked in the muddy river to penetrate inside a cave.

“Do you think this is a good idea?” Adam asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

He was exhausted by their trek.

“We could be safer from predators up here.”

“Yeah… Although, if someone comes for rescue, we need to make sure we can still be seen quickly.”

“Hey, we saw the S.O.S. sign earlier when we were even higher. If anyone sees it, they’ll know where to find us.”

“True.”

They entered the cave, the sound of their footsteps echoing in the growing darkness.

They held up their torches, illuminating the interior. It was damp and cool, a stark contrast to the heated jungle outside.

The air was thick with the scent of earth and something else, something familiar but hard to pinpoint.

Adam and Jonas exchanged a glance, their eyes reflecting the flickering torchlight.

“It’s funny but I have this strange feeling…” Adam started.

“What?”

“Like… I may be sounding crazy but like I feel like someone’s been here before.”

“Hmmm… I think I see what you mean. The vibe is different from the beach.”

“I mean, some people must have visited this island before. We cannot be the first human beings stepping on here.”

They walked deeper inside the cave.

“Probably… They didn’t leave anything behind though.”

“I sense something darker too, like, I’ve seen similar caves in movies and shit.” Adam continued, running his hand over the walls.

“Darker?”

Jonas's eyes widened with a mix of fascination and fear. Adam was creeping him out.

“Like what?”

“Like, you know, this sort of places was used for rituals by our ancestors. Fertility rituals. Offerings to the Gods. Maybe human sacrifices. That kind of thing.”

 “Fuck, I didn't sign up for a horror movie, Adam!”

Adam laughed softly.

“Relax, Jonas. It's just a cave. Probably just some old superstition. It’s just what it makes me think of…”

They put the torches on the ground.

Their breathing was echoing there. It was much more silent than it was outside.

In fact, it had never been that silent since they had put their foot on the island. It was both relaxing and chilling. 

“You’re a weirdo Adam, trying to scare me off when we’re already hunted by carnivores.”

“I thought you were the carnivore!”

“I never said that… Not really.”

“GRRRRH!”

Adam suddenly jumped on Jonas.

“You, fucking idiot!”

Adam burst out laughing.

“I thought you were so brave!”

Without warning, Jonas spun around and pressed Adam’s back against the rough wall of the cave.

“Oh, you want to play, eh?”

His tone was different.

It was one of these moments when the vibe had shifted in a second.

“What do you have in mind, survivor?”

Jonas grinned.

“It’s not what I have in mind that matters right now. My energy is somewhere else than my brain.”

Before Adam could react, Jonas's hands were on his shoulders, guiding him down until he was kneeling in front of his best friend.

The shock of the movement sent a jolt of excitement through Adam, and he looked up at Jonas, their eyes locked in a heated gaze… The glorious cock rising between them, right at the level of his face.

The desire in Jonas' eyes was even more tempting than his cock!

Adam could not deny the hunger that had been building inside him for so long, the ache to taste his best friend, to feel him come undone beneath his touch… And between his lips.

The time had finally come and they both were acutely aware of it.

With a sudden, urgent motion, Jonas grabbed Adam's dark hair, pulling his head closer as a low, desperate moan escaped his lips.

“Adam, I can't wait anymore. And I know you can’t either.”

Adam's breath hitched at the forceful but very welcomed gesture.

He could feel the raw need radiating from Jonas’ pores, and it only served to fuel his own libido and desires.

This may have been wrong… In the real world, it would have been a treason of both their wives, but there, on the island, in this cave, the real world was so far away that it could not hurt anyone.

No, it could only feel good.

Adam gripped Jonas's firm hips, his fingers digging into the smooth, tanned skin as he guided his best friend's cock towards his mouth.

Jonas gasped as Adam's lips closed around his hard cock, swallowing his cockhead, lapping his tongue around it with an explicit eagerness. 

“Fuck… You… You know what you’re doing.”

Adam was similarly surprised that he actually did.

His motions were spontaneous, natural.

There was no question about what he should do to make his partner happy.

He instinctively knew how to avoid using his teeth, how to relax his jaw to swallow more of his cock, how to take the hard leaking cock deeper, inch by inch.

The taste of Jonas—salty and slightly bitter, yet intoxicatingly masculine—sent a surge of heat straight to Adam's groin.

He jerked himself as he continued his blowjob, ignoring Jonas’ moans and grunts above him.

He was focused on his task as the information that he was sucking a dick for the first time in his life hit him.

He gagged as he was halfway through the monster cock.

“Grrl…”

“Easy… Hmmm… You’re okay, Adam?”

Adam nodded yes; the boner still firmly lodged in his mouth.

He swallowed Jonas's cock even deeper to show that he was fine, his lips stretching around the thick shaft, his tongue swirling against the sensitive underside.

Jonas' hips bucked, his fingers tightening in Adam's hair, urging him to take more of his impressive shaft.

He could handle it.

Once again, they were making a hell of a team together!

Adam was going very deep now, using Jonas’ bare ass to steady himself. After some harder back and forth, he had to pull back to spit a pretty crazy amount of saliva.

That was raunchy as fuck!

“Damn… You… You’re good?”

Jonas may have been genuinely worried but his cock was telling another story, throbbing and dripping like crazy.

The anaconda clearly wanted more!

Adam giggled.

“I’m fine. You think I cannot handle this?”

“Bro… That was… Insane!”

Adam grabbed Jonas cock at the wide base.

“This? It was only the appetizer!”

“Ahhh…”

Adam started stroking Jonas before sticking his tongue out.

The personal trainer shut his eyes, getting lost in his own pleasure.

Adam's tongue swirled around Jonas' wet tip, teasing the sensitive flesh, before he took him deeper all over again, his throat muscles relaxing to accommodate his best friend's length.

Jonas let out a high-pitched moan as Adam's mouth worked its magic.

“Fuck, Adam. You feel so good. Your mouth is so fucking hot. Don't stop. Don’t you dare take my cock out of your mouth.”

He bucked his hips slightly, pushing deeper into Adam's mouth and invading his throat.

Adam moaned in response, the vibration sending shivers down Jonas' spine.

“Grll..”

The blowjob became downright nasty and turned, by moments, into a rough throat-fuck.

When Jonas was not face-fucking him, Adam found other ways to drive him friend turned lover crazy.

His right hand found Jonas's balls, gently cupping them, rolling them in his palm.

The sensation was electric, and Jonas gasped, his cock twitching in Adam's mouth.

Adam pulled back, his lips popping off Jonas's cock with a wet sound.

Jonas looked down at him, his eyes heavy with lust.

“What are you doing?” He panted, his hips still moving, seeking friction.

“You want more?”

“Fuck, yes! Of course, I do! Are you mad?”

Adam smiled, proud of himself.

“You taste good, Joe.” He murmured.

He leaned in, his tongue flicking out to lick the precum hanging from Jonas's tip.

The salty taste was the best damn thing he had eaten on the island. Yes, even surpassing the fish.

He took Jonas back into his mouth, his lips sliding down the length of his cock, into a very proactive sucking session.

Jonas fisted Adam's hair, his grip tightening as Adam's worked harder and better than never before on his bone.

The gargling sounds were echoing through the cave.

What a way to christen the place!

“Fuck, Adam, I'm close.” Jonas groaned, his body tensing.

Adam's hand gripped Jonas's hip, holding him in place as he swallowed him almost entirely, his nose an inch from smashing against the athlete’s growing pubes, his throat muscles working against the thick shaft.

Jonas threw his head back, a harsh cry tearing from his throat as his hips moved faster, fucking Adam's mouth with an avid intensity.

Adam’s eyes began to tear up but he wanted to milk his friend to completion.

He was about to nut as well.

Although his attention was completely onto Jonas’ monster cock about to bust his first loads inside his mouth, his own cock was dripping and about to explode.

The men had become animals.

They were grunting and groaning in the cave.

Who cared about their regular lives? Who cared about anything, society, politics, wars or pandemics? Who cared about survival?

Only this mattered, the raw and primal pleasure.

Then, with a final, powerful thrust, Jonas came, his cock pulsing as he filled Adam's mouth with hot, salty cum.

It was gooey and it was a lot!

“Here’s… Your… Fucking… Protein… Straight from the tap!” Jonas exclaimed hysterically.

Adam came as he swallowed every drop, his throat working around Jonas's shaft as he drank him down.

It tasted better when it came directly from the source!

Jonas' body shook with the force of his orgasm, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he rode out the waves of pleasure.

When he finally pulled away, Adam was breathing heavily, his cock releasing more ropes of cum onto his stomach.

Jonas did not give him any time to catch his breath, instead, he reached down and pulled Adam up by his arms, his grip strong and sure.

Their lips met in a deep, desperate kiss; their bodies pressed tightly together as their tongues explored each other's mouths.

Adam could taste himself on Jonas's lips, the familiar tang of his cum still fresh on his tongue.

The thought sent another shiver down his spine, and he moaned into Jonas's mouth, his hands reaching up to tangle in his best friend's hair.

Jonas's kiss was fierce and demanding, his lips bruising as he devoured Adam's mouth. The intensity was overwhelming.

When they broke the kiss, they looked down at their sweaty dripping bodies, lightened by the torches on the ground.

“That was very nice.” Jonas told with a little smile.

“It was…”

“We’ll have to do this again.”

“Soon.”

“Soon and often.”

Adam smiled too.

They kissed again; They could not wait to go even further.