Date: Wed, 18 Jul 2012 22:20:51 -0700 (PDT) From: John McDonald Subject: Paradise Found - Chapter 10 This story contains graphic depictions of consensual sex between males primarily over the age of 21. If activity of this nature offends you, why are you here? If you are under age, come back when you've achieved legal consent. If you are a holy-roller looking for sinners to "save", concentrate on your own life and let others live theirs. Any similarity between my characters and anybody else is purely by coincidence. Enjoy the story, and please offer comments to the email address at the end of the chapter. Paradise Found - Chapter 10 "Okay Nick, here's where we work at breaking the record. My three loads since we left home don't count. When the clock strikes midnight, the most awesome fuck marathon is going to begin. Kelau set his watch alarm to go off at twelve, giving us a scant two hours to rest. I curled up against him, with my head resting on his marvelously muscled chest. His breathing rhythm told me he was out; I joined him soon after. My horny islander must have been dreaming about sex, because he was already hard when his watch rang out. In one instant I heard the beep and also felt his shaft probing my back door. A good amount of his last cum blast was still inside me; that, and his usually copious pre-cum made for an easy entry into my canal. The starlight brought Kelau's face into focus as I looked up at him. He had an expression of mostly determination as he writhed on top of me, swiveling his hips to make maximum contact with my pleasure nub. I arched my back best I could with him weighing me down and worked my legs around his middle. I clenched my ring and nudged his exquisite buns with my heel. Kelau tensed up and let out a drawn out grunt as he released a load of his juices into me. Then he dropped on top of me like a dead weight and returned to slumber. I lay there thinking for a few minutes. This was less about technique and mutual pleasure than it was about breaking a record number of fuck sessions. Was this going to be any fun? Hell, any contact with Kelau's awesome body had its plus side. Since I was still hard, I rolled my studly islander off me, got to my knees and jacked until I spewed a load onto his magnificent chest. Always mindful of the importance of cleanliness, I lapped up my semen. I gave special attention to his nipple areas and then put a shine on his sensuous lips. Through it all, Kelau slept on. Fatigue soon hit me and I dropped onto my back next to him. Last thing I remember was clasping his hand in mine. Several hours later, I was on my side pressing front to front with my hot, dark lover who was pulling the blanket to wrap us. "Kelau, what time is it?" "Around four. The wind started blowing on us and we were both shivering from the cold. Maybe a storm is coming or something." "Thanks for tucking me in." Sandwiched against all that sinewy muscle, it seemed natural to put my arms around him and kiss his neck. Kelau quickly sprouted a woody and began kneading my glutes with his powerful hands. It didn't take long for my own equipment to rise to full mast. I started writhing on top of Kelau's intoxicatingly hot body, our pulsing, cum-leaking cocks rubbing together like two slippery pythons. My horny islander grabbed the back of my neck and planted a hard, saliva-dripping kiss onto and into my mouth. Things were really heating up and we no longer trembled from the cold. Kelau untucked the blanket with his muscular legs and I straddled his hips on my knees before sitting back on his rippled thighs. My island god inched me forward until his slick pole was perfectly angled to enter me. Kelau held my hips down and gave an upward thrust, driving his throbbing love-muscle home. "UUUUUUUHHHHHHHHH.......FUCK!" "That's the plan, Nicky, as many times as you want it." "Or until you wear out, hot guy." "Wear out? That's not gonna happen." Kelau then flipped us over so that he was hovering above, buried about five inches into me. He had every look of a conqueror poised to invade. I puckered my lips at him and he dropped down onto both ends of me. A very wet tongue assault ensued for several minutes before my horny island muscle god began pounding my hole. Had we been in a bed, it would have collapsed in the first ten minutes. When I finally caught my breath, I clenched his body with my arms, legs and ring. My left eye looked into his left eye. "Kelau, I want to ride you like the bucking stallion I know you can be." He relaxed against me, kissed me hard on the mouth and said, "you got it, lover." Kelau rolled us onto his back with me seated once again between those powerful abs and massive thighs. With my lower legs pointed towards Kelau's feet, I leaned back and held onto one of his fists like reins. Kelau's cock normally curved upward, so my angle was mashing the head squarely against my pleasure nub. My island man was arching his back now, pushing his hose into me as I rocked against it. The multi-directional rub was driving me insane with stimulation. Within minutes, I was there. "Kelau, I......AAAAAAHHHHHHHH....UUUUUNNNNNNNGGGGG.....OH GODDDDD...." Swift as a lightning bolt, Kelau got me on my back again and was firmly in my saddle. My knee joints fit perfectly into his elbow joints just like feet in stirrups. The angle of his thrusts had changed, but the intensity made up for the diminished rubbing of my nub. I could picture his fabulous ass rising and falling with each slam dunk, and the mental image help refuel my cock that was trapped between our bodies with each repetition. Kelau's movements at this point could have matched the speed of any jackhammer. He alternately grunted, groaned and growled as he rode my ass harder than I had ridden his saddle horn. At his peak, he pressed my legs harder causing my hind end to raise up a little more; he lunged forward on the balls of his feet and latched onto my mouth with his intoxicating lips. Kelau let out a long "mmmmmmmmmmm" as a steady stream of his sperm juice shot deeply into my gut. He kept pumping for about five minutes and finally collapsed on top of me. "Shit, Nicky. I want to spend the rest of my life fucking your fine ass." "Kelau, I think we're a perfect fit. You make me feel things I didn't know I would ever feel." When my lover rolled us onto our sides with his cock still hard and secured inside my tunnel, we started making out again. Naturally this led to another round of wild sex with Kelau cumming twice and me three times. When we were totally spent, we drifted into deep slumber just as the sun was beginning to peek at the horizon. ******************************************************************************* Thank you, readers. We're reaching a point where more story content will fill the chapters. I continue to have fun, but not at the same pace as in the first nine chapters. As noted in previous chapters, Palau is a real place in the South Pacific. Feedback on this chapter is welcome, and questions/suggestions can be incorporated into future chapters of this story or responded to outright. I spent 21 months in the islands, and we've only scratched the surface. Wish I hadn't burned the diaries I kept, but they held too many secrets not of my current world. madmax212542007@yahoo.com