Date: Mon, 24 Dec 2012 13:39:09 -0500 (EST)
From: johngalaor@aol.com
Subject: Lost in the Island, Part 2

Lost in the Island

by John Galaor

Category: adult gay stories, oral sex and anal intercourse.

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This story contains Adult Material. It is a fictional story of homosexual
anal sex between two white young men in a desert island.

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Some lines from the previous part.

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"Then, you liked it?"

"Yeah.  Totally."

"I'm glad, for in this island you will not get other cream than mine."

"I think I am going to be addicted."

"Ok.  But you must be a good boy-wife to deserve it."

"I'll be a good boy."

"Now, you know?  You have to make a mattress."

"A mattress?"

"Yeah.  It is not good to fuck all the time naked on the sand."

"Yeah.  But how I gonna make a mattress?"

"You will start by making a sleeping mat."

"A sleeping mat?"

"I will give you some leaves of coco-tree to make a mat."

"I've never did one in my life."

"You must figure it how to do it.  For anyone with a degree on computer
science it must be easy."

"Oh!"

"Now we are going to sleep."

And with that, John got sound sleep on the sand.

Robert took a while to sleep for it was too exciting the experience he had
fucking John.  But it ended, sleeping as well.



Second Part



After some like an hour sleeping, John awoke and raised up.  He walked a
while towards the beach and looked around.  There was nobody else in the
beach.  Probably there were not any other survivors of the plane crash.

Then, he went towards a coco-tree and looked puzzled.  How he could climb
on this trunk carrying the cutting stone?  He went back where his wife was
sleeping and got his shirt.  He made a short of bag with it, and tied the
end of the sleeves together.  Now he had like a bag that can be hanged on
his neck as he climbed up the tree.  Then with the cutting stone on the
bag, he began to climb up the trunk.  One there he began to cut some
branches of the palm that fell down.  When he had cut like some five of
those branches, he realized that he had cut too many to a single palm.  He
needed quite a lot more branches, but they must be cut among several trees.
He went descended to the flood, grabbed the branches and went to where
Robert was sleeping.  He let them on the floor and took one.  With this one
he sort of flog his boy-wife Robert telling,

"Wake up, lazy bones!"  Shouted John.

"What?  What happened?"

"You would not pretend to pass all day sleeping!"

Robert came back to his senses, that he was in a desert island.  Then he
saw the hunk handsome man and recalled, "My god!  He is now my husband!"
He felt a shock in his brain as he thought these words.

"Here you are.  These leaves of palm are to make the mat."

"I do not know how to make a mat."

"Neither had you ever sucked a dick before and you did it perfect."

"This is different."

"To make a mat must be quite easy."

"Eh?"

"For a graduate in computer science."

"What?"

"Even... girls can make it."

"You said girls?"

"You are my girl now."

"And what are you going to do?"

"I will go to fish something."

"You're going fishing?"

"Start to make the mat," said John and he left.



When Robert felt alone he was wondering on how to do the mat.  He began to
remember a little how he has seen as kid some mats of straw or raffia.  His
granny loved this sort of materials and she made him to learn how these
things were made.  He vaguely remember his granny put him to tissue a mat
with some dry leaves of palm.

"We never know when things will be be needed."  Said his granny.

"And what serve these things?  Robert asked.

"It serves for... like making a bag or something to sit on it, etc."

"But why, granny?  We have already plastic bags and we have chairs and
sofas, why are we going to sit on a mat?"

"One day, dear, there would be not any chair, or plastic bags."

"But why?  They are quite cheap!"

"Remember the story of Robinson Crusoe?"

"Yeah."

"He had not any plastic bag, not any sofa to loaf about.  Robinson had to
make everything anew for he was alone in a desert island."

Robert was admired at the wisdom of his granny.  He began to remember how
he was doing the straw mat.  But that thing was not straw.  It was much
harder and it was attached to a stem.  He had to rip off the leaves of this
thing and separate them from it.  Robert began to rip off the leaves out,
and it was rather difficult to start with.  After some ten minutes or so,
he was doing a better job, and the task was easier.

Robert began to weave the damn thing.  It was a tedious job, but he thought
people in the wild had not much time to watch television, and not time for
loafing either.  On the other hand, John said he was going to fish.  How on
earth is he going to fish if he has not an harpoon?  He must be a very
clever man if he can catch some fish at all.  Then... even if he catches a
fish, how is he going to cook it?

Robert was thinking all this while he was weaving the mat.



Times flies.  It has passed like five hours.  Robert had finished the mat
to sleep on it.  Then... he realized it was too narrow for two.  Well,
tomorrow it would be enlarged.

John arrived with a fish staved in a stick.

"Here it is."  Said John letting the fish on the floor.  "Is this all the
mat he have made?"

"Well, it is a little narrow, but I can enlarged tomorrow."

"You have to cook this."  Said John.

"To cook?  I have not a kitchen to cook.  Not gas, not electricity."

"Yeah.  I forgot we are in a desert island."

"Do you know how to make a fire?"  asked Robert.

"You should know.  You are the scientist."·

"Scientist?  Sorry, but we both made about the same high school."

"You should know something."

"It's about friction.  You have to find some suitable dry sticks and make
friction with them."

"Make friction?"

"By rubbing.  You had seen something in the movies."

"In the television.  It takes a lot of effort to make a fire."

"Well, you are man here."

"You know what?  It soon gets dark.  I will try to find some wood to make a
fire.  You must try to look for it also.  We go different ways to look for
wood and we come back here again.

After like an hour or more, they both come back carrying some sticks.

"Well, it's getting dark.  We have to eat like it were sushi."  Said John.

"I do not like sushi."

"Then we have to eat this."

"What is that?"

"Some mussels."

"Oh my god!  All sea fruits.  I never loved seafood."

"You will not eat other meat than my dick."  Said John.

"Can you pull down some cocos?"

"We have barely time to climb a tree.  But these is a coco from this
morning."

"I will eat this one."

"Go and fetch it.  I am tired.  It was not any easy to catch this fish."

Robert went where they were breaking the cocos in the morning.  As John was
working on the fish, Robert deduced he had to break the coco by himself.
It was not easy but neither impossible.  It was a question on how to hit
it.  Then, as this coco was a little too raw, he had to smash it to be able
to chew it.

He took some pieces of coco for Robert.  It must had to be a shit to eat a
fish raw.

When Robert arrived, John was eating the fish raw.  He offered some to
Robert and he did his best to eat something.

"You have to get used to eat raw fish."  Said John.  "I'm not sure we would
make it."

"Make it the what?"

"The fire."

"In the movies it was easy."

"With practices it could take like ten or twenty minutes."

"Ten minutes?"

"The first time can take as long as an hour or two."

"Then, we would try it tomorrow."

"I am sure I can make some fire this evening."

"This evening?"

"I will make a fire on your ass."

"What you mean?"

"This evening, I going to take your cherry."

"What does mean?"

"The virginity is called the cherry.  You are going to loose your virginity
this night."

"You mean... on my ass?"

"You have any other virgin place?"

"But I've never... your dick's too big.  You can burst my ass."

"No.  The ass is... flexible hole."

"A flexible hole?"

"It has to be.  just imagine one day you need to shit a fat hard fat turd."

"You mean..."

"You never had shit a hard turd?"

"Well, yeah.  As I had been a lot of time sat studying... I often had to
shit hard."

"Then you see."

"You sure it would not happen anything thing bad?"

"I never heard of anyone who had problems with an ass fuck."  Said John.

Then he added,

"By the way.  You must go to the water and wash this ass, to keep it
clean."

"To wash my ass?"

"You had guessed it."

Robert went to the edge of the sea to wash his ass hole.



"Do you clean it well?  I like to eat a fresh cleaned cunt."

Robert was shocked by the coarse language.

"Come here, son."  Said John.  "Get on your back."

"Here?"

"Yeah, we are gonna test the mat first time."

Robert lay on his back unsure what come next.

"First thing, in the case of virgin, I have to excite her by eating her
clit."

John spread out the legs of his wife and bent over her clit.  He started to
eat his clit outright.  Robert was quite excited and began to utter
shrilling moans.  Robert himself was surprised of hearing his own voice, so
high pitched.

As Robert was getting extremely excited, John was fearing his wife had a
premature orgasm and stopped.  Then, he raised up Roberts legs and put them
over his shoulders.  With his hand he raised farther the ass of Robert till
it was before his mouth and started to eat pussy.

Robert was quite amazed that a man would ever be licking his asshole.  He
was somewhat... honored... or perhaps flattered is the proper word.  Not
any virgin is indifferent to any of this treats, to have his clit and his
ass hole sucked.

After some like twenty or thirty seconds of eating pussy, John said,

"Now, it comes phase two."

"Phase two?"

"Yeah.  To take your cherry."

"You are too big.  Would it not hurt?"

"First time always hurts."

"Then... I do not want yo get hurt.  It is better if I suck you."

"Don't be a frightened chick.  It hurts only a little!"

"Only a little?"

"Nothing a man cannot take it."

"Have you fucked other males?"

"Of course.  Males are easier to fuck than females."

"Easier to fuck?"

"Yeah, ten or twenty times easier."

"Why?"

"Shut up.  It is time to take your cherry."

"Make it softly.  I'm scared as hell."

"Don't worry.  I will start with a finger to open it up."

Then John spit some saliva on the cunt of Robert, and began to finger his
hole.  After a little pushing the finger entered.

"You see?  You got a whole finger in.  Does it hurt?"

"No."

"You see? It is easy."

John was fucking the hole of Robert with a finger for a while.

"Do you like it?"

"Well... it's kind of... fun.  Yeah."

John proceed now to enter two fingers with a little of saliva as
lubrication.

Two fingers were a little harder to enter.  But they did it.  John was now
finger fucking Robert with two fingers.

Robert began to moan softly.

"Does it feel good?  You like it?"

"Yeah.  I did not think this was pleasant."

"Wait for the real thing to see."

John started to enter three fingers.  The ass of Robert was a little tight
for three fingers, but after a while they entered.

"Do you often shit hard?"

"What you mean?"

"If you often had shit hard turds."

"Yeah.  Quite often for I was doing little physical exercise."

"This explains your ass is not too tight."

"It is not too tight?"

"You never been fucked before, do you?"

"No, never."

"Well, this would be easy, then.  It will enter nicely."

After a while finger fucking Robert ass with three fingers, John said,

"You are ready.  But it will be better if you lie on your belly.  Turn on."

Robert turned on his body over the mat laying on his belly.

"Rise your ass up a little."

"Like this?"

"Yeah.  This way is good."

"Will it hurt much?"

"No.  I fucked your ass with three fingers, then it is already stretched up
enough for my dick."

John began wet well with saliva the head of his dick and the rest of the
trunk.

"Here it goes.  Relax."

John applied his the head of his dick to the hole and began to push softly
there.  He felt the resistance of the sphincter, but his dick was teasing
it with frequent pushes on the hole.  It was like a sort of massage in the
entrance.  Then the muscles relaxed with the teasing and softened.  Then,
suddenly the head of the dick past the sphincter precinct.

Then, the muscles of the sphincter reacted by clamping on the intruder
trying to crash it.  But the dick of John replied increasing the blood
pressure to 35 pounds per square inch.  The added pressure increased a lot
the pleasure on John's dick head.

"Oh!  My!  You have a great cunt!  Too tight to be real!"

Robert did not replied to this comment, for he was quite impressed.

John stood still for a while.  In some ten or fifteen seconds the
sphincter's muscles tired of the effort, they relish the grip on the
intruder dick.

"You got it in.  You see that?"

"Do I got it all?"

"Not all.  Just the head.  Do you like it?"

"It's beginning to feel good."

"That's it.  You see?  It's easier than you thought."

"Easier?"

"Of course.  Once the head is in... the rest comes in as well."

"Really?"

"I'm taking care not to hurt you.  Little by little, it would enter the
whole dick."

"Then?"·

"Then, you'll get all the pleasure of good fuck."

"And you?"

"I will also enjoy it great.  There is not a greater pleasure in the world
than a tight cunt-ass."

Robert was relaxing farther with the chat and his sphincter, tired of so
much effort, submitted to the intruder.

John felt the slack and pushed hard in.  His dick slipped in four inches.

"Ouch!!  Aw!!!"

"Do not get alarmed.  You got it all in."

"You killing me, John!!"

"Calm!  It's nothing but a dick!"

"But it hurts a lot!"

"Think how great it is, Robie.  Now you own a great dick."

"What?"

"You felt bad for you dick was small.  Now you got the biggest dick of your
life!  And it's all yours!"

"But it hurts!"

"Only for some seconds.  Wait and relax."

"Relax?"

"Of course.  Now, it is compressing your prostate."

"My what?"

"Your prostate.  You must be feeling the pleasure mounting.  Do you?"

Robert began to feel a mounting pleasure in his ass.  Both feelings the
pain and pleasure coexisted mixed in his brain.  He felt his little dick
had also hardened and felt the pleasure that comes when your dick gets
hard.

"You feel better now?"

"Yeah.  Much better."

"Now all will be well.  You'll have all the pleasure in your ass."

John started to get back his dick and then pushed it forward.  First it was
going slowly; in and out.  Then it went faster.  John's dick was now
pumping in an out in Robert's cunt that began to get the rewards of having
such a big dick in his ass pumping in and out.

"You like it?"  Asked John.

"Yeah!  It's great!  I never thought this will be so pleasant."

"Then, you should moan out high your pleasure."

"What?"

"That I love bitches crying out when I fuck."

Robert was a little surprised with the petition for he thought it was bad
manners to cry out when one is fucked.

"Cry out, bitch.  Or I am going to fuck you roughly till you feel pain."

So Robert began to cry like a slut bitch being fucked.

"Ahhg!  Ooouch!!  Fuck!!  You are killing me!"

"That's good.  Keep shouting obscenities."

"Obscenities?"

"Nobody is hearing you shouting in pain as I fuck you."

"Oh, my!!  You bastard!!  Stop!!  You're are gonna kill me!!"

Robert was crying in a shrilling voice.  He was surprised to hear his voice
crying in such a high pitch.  He looked like a real bitch of the worse
neighborhoods.

"Cry lauder, bitch!!  Think, I am raping your ass raw!!"

"Oh!  My!!"

"Oh, bustard!!  You are raping me?"

"Help!!!  Fuck!  Jesus Christ!  You're a monster!!"

"You're son of a bitch!  Stop fucking me!!"

"You're gonna kill me!!"

Hearing all those shouts John fell like in heaven.  He was was driven by
the emotion of fucking a tight ass, that had been deflowered in a desert
island.  He was pumping more roughly each time.

"Oh!! Ay!!  Ooow!!  Savage!!"

"Heeeelp!!"

"You're are raping me!!!"

John felt the things were soon to end up.  Then, in a mad drive, he pushed
his dick deeper into Robert's ass.

Robert heard like a click inside his body.  Like the bolt of a gate that
clicked on, and the might dick of John penetrated farther into his body.
John had a large dick and it passed the second sphincter that closes the
rectum from the colon cavity.  The trunk of John's dick was thicker at the
base.  Now the pressure applied to the prostate of Robert was much higher.

Robert felt his small dick was now tight.  It was almost on the verge of
having and orgasm.

John was impelled now by Priapos, the god of lust.  John's dick, ten inches
long, was now ravaging the ass of Robert.  It passed farther than the
rectal cavity into the inner bowels of Robert.

The obedient wife had forgotten to cry out as ordered.  He was on a heavy
panting.  It was a great effort to take the powerful ramming of John in his
ass.

With the rough fucking he was enduring his dick was about to shoot.  His
ass cavity was also on the verge of orgasm.

John felt his orgasm was to shoot in seconds.  His breath was like the
giant blower of a forge taking air in and out.  He felt like wild and bit
on the neck of his wife like a horny tiger.

As Robert felt the bite on his neck began to ejaculate.  His sphincter
began to have spasmodic contractions that milked the huge dick of John.

With the powerful milking, he started to ejaculate all the fire in the cunt
of his wife.

"Aaagh!!!" cried John.

Robert felt the shots of fiery cream in his bowels.  The burning cream was
felt in his rectum.  His rectum become slippery.  He realized it was being
bred raw by a male first time in his life.

He felt great.  He was conscious of having a mythic dick stabbed in his
body; and it was all his own.



John was slowly downloaded half a pint of boiling cream inside Robert's
womb.  Like a Rottweiler he was slowly downloading inside his bitch all the
seed he had to breed her.  It was like half a pint.

John was recovering his breath... then he said to his wife,

"I'm breeding you, Robie.  You'll soon get pregnant."

Robert loved the sweet words on John on his ear.

"Pregnant?"

"In a month or so, your belly will began to grow with my baby in your
womb."

Robert loved the idea of being impregnated by John.

The dick of John was still having jerks and spurting shots of cream inside
Robert's ass.

As the force of his orgasm exhausted, Robert could not maintain his ass
raised up any more.  It fell on the floor with the huge dick of John
embedded in his ass.  It was great to feel the huge dick of John still
buried inside him.



It took a while for Robert to recuperate his normal breath.  He was happy
with the large dick still buried in his body.  He felt great, feeling the
strong John's body resting on his back.  He loved the humid heat of John's
body on his back.  It was like burning him.  He never felt this before.  It
was great feeling.

When, John moved a little Robert felt the rubbing of their skins; it was a
slippery rubbing by the sweat of their bodies.



But a bliss cannot last forever.  The might dick of John was slowly
becoming soft.  Ten minutes later, the anal pressure of Robert's ass
expelled John's soft dick out.

John get out and lay on his back on the sand beside Robert.

"This was a memorable fuck, Robert."

"Memorable?"

"You'll never forget his fuck in your life, Robie."

"Am I now... your wife, John?"

"Of course, Robie.  You're ass is mine forever."

"Forever?"

"Till death do us part."

"This is very romantic, John."



John kept silent for a moment, then he said,

"Well, speaking of shop... you will have to make a bigger mat, for us both
to lay on it.  This one is too small."

"Ok, not problem.  You give me the leaves and I will make it one."

"And you should make also a skirt of leaves."

"A skirt?"

"Like the native chicks use to wear."

"What for?"

"To hide your clit."

"What?"

"I do not like to see my wife with an oversize clit dangling there."

"I see."

"And we will need a mat of leaves to cover our bodies during the night.  It
can get real fresh in the night specially if there is a cool breeze."

"Ok"

"And you will make a sort of mattress to be stuffed by coco fibers, to have
a soft bed to lay on."

"Yeah."

"And we have to make a hut with a roof to keeps us dry during the season of
the rains."

"But I do not know how to make a hut."

"We will do it, honey.  It will be our first home."

"Oh, dear.  It will be our sweet home."



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