Date: Tue, 1 Jan 2013 10:22:00 -0500 (EST)
From: johngalaor@aol.com
Subject: Lost in the Island, part 3

Lost in the Island
Part Three
by John Galaor

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

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This story contains a fictional story of homosexual anal sex between two
white young men in a desert island.  If you find homosexual material
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Some lines from the end of Part Two.
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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 a pillow stuffed with coco fibers."

"OK"

"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."



Part Three

After this short conversation they got fast sleep.  Both lovers had made a
pillow with their clothes.  I do not know if any of you had experienced how
uncomfortable is to sleep without a pillow.  In my case it was rather
uncomfortable.

Robert was more sensitive to cold he tried to cuddled close to John to
profit of the most heat of his body.  He tried to get as close to John as
most as possible.  His preferred position was when he had John close to his
back.  For we all are more sensible to cold on the back.  They had not
clothed for they made During a time Robert was facing John as he slept.
But he ass was leaking the seed of John.  The evaporation of this seed
during the night was making Robert to feel his ass and back very cold.
Then, he turned his body presenting his back to John's body and keeping as
tight of him as possible.  It was a very soothing feeling the heat of
John's body on his back.

In some moment, John put an arm over Robert's body and kept him tight to
him.  That made Robert to feel like a bride on his wedding night.  Then, he
felt it would be like a wedding night really, and John would be like horny
groom that would fuck his wife several times during the night.

From time to time, the humid breeze made Robert to awake and feel cold, at
least in the part that was not close to John's body.  Several times Robert
awoke during the night, mostly due to the cold for he was naked.  It would
be a good thing to find or to make some sort of blanket, to keep warmer
during the night.  Or as John said, they had to built a cabin to fend off
the cold during the night and to keep dry at the times of raining.

Sometime in the middle of the night, Robert felt something fat and hot
between his thighs.  More precisely the hot thing migrated from the middle
of his thighs to the hole of his ass.  It was pressing for a while there.
The ass was rather lubricated with the jeez of John and it entered easily
in.  Robert felt the pleasure of the hot thing entering his body and
welcome it.

He was amazed at the feeling of the fat meat entering his ass.  He felt
like a bride on his first wedding night taking several copulations in a
single night.  John seem to feign his was sleeping, or perhaps he was
really sleeping and dreaming he was fucking his new bride.  Then it was a
silent penetration, like they were in a college dorm fucking a mate of the
room.  You must fuck in silence not to awake the other companions on the
dormitory.  Then, like in all fucking acts, there is an exciting moment in
which is difficult to keep our mouth shut.  John began to moan his
pleasure, for Robert's cunt was very hot.  Soon, the whole ten inches of
John was buried inside the body of his wife.  And she felt happy feeling
that all this power might, the fantastic dick was all his own.  Robert dick
become stiff as he felt the thick power of John inside him.  He was stabbed
totally inside.  Robert thought how great would be to have his huge member
buried in him for the rest of the night.

After a while, the John began to pump on the ass of his new acquired wife.
He felt the urgency of breeding her and make her impregnated.  Then, his
pumping was more urgent and more demanding.  He loved to fuck this way,
laying both on their right side.  John recalled the many times he fucked a
dorm companion, Kevin, that was mostly a secret fag.  He looked a little
feminine, and he was fearful of being exposed to the public scorn of a
collage.  This was also convenient for John, for he also feared that his
name could had been involved in an act of homosexuality.

John, was recalling the pleasures he had fucking Kevin while lying on his
side.  Then, he kept keeping silent while fucking Robert in the night.

After a while, his dick began to have might jerks and started to cum off in
Robert's bowels.  Robert felt the hot shots of jeez inside his body and
felt happy.  All this masculine stuff would give him a much needed stamina
to fend off in the wild life of a desert island.

After breeding his wife for the second time this night, John retain his
dick inside the cunt of his wife.  She will love it to have it in for the
rest of the night.  Then both lovers kept tight to each other to keep warm.
It surely was necessary to build a cabin to protect them for the cool
breeze of the sea during the night.


At last the dawn had started some minutes ago and John was fully awake.  He
had a morning woody and awake Robert telling, "Time to wake up, dear.  You
must start to work."

Robert was slow to awake.

"Time to wake up?  What is for breakfast?"

"Breakfast?  I will give you some of my cream for breakfast."

"What?  You still have cream?"

"Of course, dear.  Open up this mouth."

Then Robert started to suck the flaccid dick of John that soon engorged
with 30 pounds of pressure.

Robert was eagerly sucking on this inexhaustible source of energy.  In a
little while, the dick of John provided him with a rich and nutritious
cream for breakfast.


Then, John climbed to a coco-tree and fell off some cocos for the day and
descended to the floor.  Then, as the stone was already a little blunt,
John decided to make more stones with a sharp edge and went where his
quarry was.  Then he broke some cocos to start the eat something and
morning.

"Serve yourself.  Break a coco to start the day."  Said John.

"OK.  You do it much better."

"I have a lot of work to do this morning."

"A lot of work?"

"Yeah.  I need to cut some sticks to made a cabin.  I have to climb a
coco-tree to cut some palms.  Remember we have to enlarge the mat, and make
it wider.  Also, I need to find some fibrous material to make strings and
ropes."

"A lot of work."

"Of course, if we want to survive in this island, we have to do a lot of
work.  We need to make some baskets, some nets for fishing, etc."

"This is a lot of making."

"Of course.  Life in the wild is not easy.  It is not about laying in sun
naked and all day fucking."

"I see."

"Then I will cut more branches on some trees to provide you with stuff to
make the mat.  You will also have to make like the walls of the hut with
palm leaves, to protect us from the sun, the rain and the cold breeze at
night."

"It looks like in another life, you were living in an island like this."

"Probably.  Well, I have to hurry up with the work of the day."


John was looking for some trees with plenty of old branches to cut some of
them.  You could not cut too many branches of the same tree, for you make
it weaker.  The tree feeds itself from its leaves to collect sunlight.


After a while, John called Robert to carry "home" some of the branches of
the coco tree to start working.

Before leaving John said, "I had also to explore the island.  We need to
know well, the things around us.  To see if there is any fruit tree to eat
other than cocos."

"Can I go with you?"

"You have a lot of home work to do, honey."

"So much work and not play?"

"We will meet at noon.  I feel eager to start the day's work."

Then, John left.


* * *

Some five hours later, Robert had finished the widening of the mat, that
now was four feet wide, enough for two persons laying on it.

John appeared carrying a bag full of stuff.

"Hi, honey!!  I got some news for you!!"

"News for me?"

"It is more like a surprise."

"A surprise?  What it is?"

"I will not tell you."

Robert made a gesture to look inside the bag.

"Don't touch this.  It is bag that fall down with the plane."

"A bag from the plane?"

"Yeah.  I we fell in the island, some baggage and stuff from the plane must
be spread on the island as well."

"Perhaps there is some other people that survived."

"It is very unlikely.  I think we saved ourselves by a sort of miracle."

"What is the bag?"

"I don't tell you."

"This is all the work you had done?"

"I had not more time.  This thing of weaving a mat is rather slow."

"Have you had the skirt of grass?"

"Not yet.  I had not the time."

"Well, here is a piece of string.  You can start to make the skirt."

"To make the skirt?"

"Just now."

"I do not know how to make it."

"You see this string?  You had to weave palm leaves around this string,
like making a belt, with the string inside."

"A belt with leaves?"

"Yeah.  Three inches wide.  The length of the belt must be long enough for
your waist."

"I will be wearing a belt as skirt?"

"No, silly.  From the belt you weave the leaves that go hanging down to
make the skirt."

"How you know that much?"

"I was thinking all the morning how you will make the skirt."

"You were thinking about this?"

"I want my wife to look pretty."

"You like me to look pretty?"

"Shut up and start to work."

John took the bag and started to leave."

"Where are you going?"

"I will go to get some sea food."

John left and carried with him the bag full of stuff.

Then Robert had not other option than start to weave the leaves to make a
wide belt for the skirt.  In some ten minutes he finished.  Then he started
to cross the leaves that would hang from the belt.

After like half an hour, he had finished the skirt, and he tried to see how
it look from his own perspective.  He had not a mirror to watch itself with
the new skirt.  It was necessary to make a lace on the string to put in
place.  He try it to see and moved around a little.  He felt a naughty boy
that is trying the shoes of his mother, of her lipstick, or walking naked
and wearing the panties of her mom.  He thought of his randy uncle Roger
that loved to slap hard on his rump.  He would slap hard on his rump if he
watched him wearing the skirt of palm leaves.  Not only this, the randy old
man would raised his skirt to feel his buttocks.  Then, he undid the lace
of the belt to surprise John later wearing the skirt.



Like some twenty minutes or so, John came back with some sea fruits to eat.

"Here I am," said John.  "Now we must start to make a fire."

John put the bag on the floor and said, "Do not peek into the bag.  It is
full of surprises."

"Full of surprises?"

"Yeah.  Let me prepare to make a fire."

John started to carry some sticks in one place to make a fire.  He had
grabbed some coco fibers that were previously hammered over a flat stone.

He took a stick to make friction by rotating over a flat piece of soft
wood.  He started to rotate the stick fiercely with both hands anmd started
to produce some smoke.  But it was not enough heat to start a fire.  His
own hands were also in fire of the force he had made to rotate the stick.

In a moment that Robert was distracted looking at the bag, but not yet
peeking on it, John took a lighter he had and made fire on the fiber of
coco.

"Here it is!  We have fire."

"Oh!  John!  How great!!  You are a champ!!"

The fire was starting to get stronger.

"You see?  I made it."

"You had amazed me, John."

"I amazed you?"

"First, yesterday when I saw you so high up, on the tree; later as I
watched how big a thing you had.  It must be ten inches large.  And now,
you had made a fire with your own hands."

"Now you must carry on some sticks and firewood to make a bigger fire to
heat some stones."

"A fire to heat stones?  Are you going to cook stones?"

"The natives cook using hot stones for roasting."

"How they do it?"

"Shut up and start gather the firewood."

Robert went to look for more firewood.

As he was collecting some pieces of sticks and dry firewood he asked, "Why
must I go to look for firewood?"

"This is a work females do."

"Females, eh?"

"Yeah.  Shut up and hurry up."

Robert came back with some quantity of firewood.

"You see?  We need several bags and nets, to carry some materials."

"I know.  We need it.  And how the native cook with stones?"

"They made a fire over some stones, and later they apart the fire to a
side, and they put small pieces of fish or meat over the hot stones."


They were for a while around the fire waiting for the stones to get hot.

"What is inside the bag?"

"You have to wait to see.  After eating the mystery will be revealed."

"After eating?"

"Yeah."


After a while, John spread some embers and burning sticks apart.  Then he
put some mussels to roast over embers and some small fishes over the stones
to cook.  From time to time, John was turning the sides of the fishes, and
the mussels.  He took some oysters and put them to cook over live coals.

After a while it was more or less cooked.

"Come here to heat honey.  It is time to have some more than male cream."

"I do not like the sea food..."  Robert said complaining.

"You have to get used at this.  It is the same case like with a dick; you
never before had sucked a dick, then you loved it."

"But I am not sure."

"Pick something or I will not give you any cream in three days."

Then Robert started to eat some fishes.

"Take also the mussels."  Said John.

"But I...  !"

"Shut up and take it."

Robert started to eat and loved it.

"Do you like it?"

"Well... it is a little weird.  It is my first time eating this."

"It was like my dick.  It was a little weird the first time you ate it,
wasn't it?"

"Yeah.  It really was."

"You must eat all the food to keep strong."

"To keep me strong?"

"Yeah.  To take all the dick I was to give you."


Then ended all the food.

"Now for the first surprise."

John took from the bag some pieces of fruit.  It was one of those exotic
fruits you see sometimes in the supermarket and do not know the name.

"These are chirimoyas.  Have you eaten any of these before?"

"No, never."

"Now you are going to learn how they taste.  These are wonderful fruits."

John gave Robert a chirimoya and started to eat another himself.

Robert was amazed at how good the tasted.

"This is fantastic!  I do not understand how nobody ever told me to eat
this fruit."

They had two chirimoyas each one.

"I had more fruit for the night."  Said John.  "I could not carry more, for
the fruit trees were far from here."

"Far from here?"

"I am exploring to see if there is a better place to leave than here on the
beach."

"You do not like the place?"

"In case of hurricanes, it is better to have a hut farther from the sea."

"So we are moving?"

"Not yet.  We would be leaving sometimes near the beach, but in bad
weather, we would move to another placer, higher up.  Farther from the
sea."

"You were looking for a better place?"

"Yeah.  Looking for a cave in a rock or something."

"A cave with vistas to the sea?"

"Yeah.  Now had you finished the skirt?"

"No."

"Then what have you been doing?"

"I was thinking about the surprises you have on this bag."

"Then, I will not show you any more surprises till you finish the skirt."

"I was kidding you.  Here it is."

Robert walked a few yards and got the skirt in his hands and showed it to
John.

"Here it is!"

"What do you wait?  Wear it."

"First I want to know what you have in this bag."

"It is me who gives the orders.  Put on this skirt just now."

"What if I don't?"

"I would spank your ass, for being a naughty girl."

Then Robert was not in mood for a spanking and put on his skirt.

"Cha, chaaan!  Do you like it?"

"Turn a little around."

Robert turn around, and from the floor where was sat, John could see the
butt cheeks of his wife, for the skirt was a little short.

"Turn slowly again."

Robert was turning slowly.  Then, as he was presenting his rear, John said,
"Stop now.  Swing sideways your ass."

"Why?"

"Swing it."

Robert began to swing his ass before the eyes of John.

John reached Robert's butts and caress them.

"Lovely."  He said. "Are you ready for the second surprise?"

"Yeah!" replied Robert that turned to see.

"As you had said, a moment ago, Robbie, Cha-chaaan!  Here it is."

John had a piece of pink fine cloth in his hands.

"What is this?"

"Your panties!!"

"What?"

"I found a bag from a young lady with some clothes in it."

"You found some panties?"

"Yeah.  It even look your size.  Put them on."

"You mean to put them on?"

"Of course.  We have not a shop here to buy you some panties."

"We have a shop."

"Unless you want to wear panties made of rough coco fiber, or leaves of
palm."

"Thanks, John.  You want me to put them?"

"Of course.  Why you think I brought them?"

Robert hesitantly put the panties on.  It had passed many years since he
was ten years old and he wore the panties of his mom for a while and walked
naked in panties in empty house.

The panties was a little short of him but otherwise looked good.

"There you are."  Said Robert.

From the floor where he was sitting, John could see the pink panties under
the skirt of palm leaves.  It was a horny sight.

"Turn on slowly, honey."

Robert turned slowly for his husband to get horny with the sight.

"You like it?"

"Let me feel your butts wearing this."

Robert turned to present his butts to John that caressed them over the fine
tissue of the panties.

"Them suit you perfect, Robbie.  You are going to be the perfect wife I
need."

"Oh, John.  I have not words."

"You like it?"

"I like them so much as you would, John."

"Perhaps you were the panties of your mum, when you were an adolescent;
isn't it?"

"How you know?"

"All fine boys like you were probably tempted to do it."

"That's true.  I was tempted and I did it.  I also tried his make up a few
times."

"And you loved to watch the sport boys naked in the showers."

"Yeah, that also."

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