Date: Sun, 25 Oct 2020 16:43:04 +0000 From: Human Man Subject: Island, Chapter 5 Welcome back. If you have lasted this long it's safe to say you at least like the story a little bit. Don't hesatate to write me and tell me about your favoite characters and favorite parts. Disclaimer: This story is free fantasy, nothing in it ever happened and all characters are made up and do not resemble any real person, living or dead... or undead (Woo spooktober) This story includes a whole lot of irrisposible behaviour, and I do not condone any of it. Including but not limited to: Sexual behaviour between males younger than 16 years old, underaged drinking, nudity, swearing, public urination, leaving teenagers unsupervised on a unspecfically located uninhabited island, pop-culture references, compleate and utter disregard for STD prevention, some stuff you really shouldn't do with a camera, and bad jokes. I kindly remind you that I am a stranger on the internet and anything you read is on your own risk. If you like this story and feel like donating, you can. Not to me, I am a depraved person who writes erotic fiction with something that vaguely resembles a plot and then jerk off to the result. No, donate to Nifty instead, cuz they are great. There is a link for that here: http://donate.nifty.org/ Lastly, I like the idea of adding Tags to a story so people know what they can expect to jerk off to, but I also find them to often be spoiling the story a little. With that in mind I have decided to put these at the bottom of the page, so if you need tags they can be found there. Chapter 5: Matt - June 13th, late afternoon It had been a pretty boring day, considering that the assignment we had gotten, was sort of interesting in its own way. To think that this island had once been inhabited. The letter had made it sound like the natives had been moving between islands. That made sense since this island didn't seem big enough to sustain a lot of people. In the two hours we had spent exploring, we had found a place with a small spring, that emerged from the cliff wall. It hadn't taken us long to reach the rocky part or the island where the forest ended and the elevated terrain began, but that wasn't surprising when walking in a straight line following a small path. Sebastian had tried to bathe in the freshwater, but had discovered that it was ice cold. We didn't drink from it, because we had been told in our introduction that we shouldn't. Our camp leaders had told us that it was pretty safe, but we should keep drinking the water we had stored, just to be on the safe side. Although, this was a perfect way to cool off, I didn't use it. I was way too much of a chicken when it came to cold water. Sebastian was a nice boy, and by far my favorite of the guys so far. But he was also three years younger than me. He spent a lot of time in his own head and was often playing small games with himself. Furthermore, he was naked the whole time we walked around and it suited him quite well. And even though he could sometimes act immature, he wasn't a kid. He had the lanky frame of a teenager, even though he hadn't quite started growing body hair yet. Seeing him like that made my thoughts wonder somewhere where I partially wanted them to be and partially didn't. My dick had been living its own life since I had hit puberty myself, but ever since we had arrived on this island and the other boys was naked all the time, it had been completely out of control, especially now. Sebastian either didn't see it or he didn't care. Probably the ladder given that he had already seen that side of me and had been accepting. "You know what." Sebastian said, after a long pause, where no one talked. He had stopped and had started peeing, up ageist a stone. He had a habit of not holding on to his penis while doing so, He just kind of stood there and peed while looking at me fingers folded behind his head. I found it both funny and a little weird, but I honestly didn't mind. "I don't think we are going to find anything if we stay on the path." "What do you mean?" I asked. "Well when I'm role playing with my friends, we never find anything good on the path, that is just where you get ambushed." He explained, but I wasn't sure I understood. "Why? What ambush?" I said. Sebastian looked at me like I was stupid. "I mean why would the goblins and kobolds leave their treasure and their camp on the path where everybody can find them. If we want to find the interesting stuff, we need to go off the path, like we did last night." He said. "The interesting stuff is hidden away, this island is hiding something, can't you feel it?" "No not really. Isn't this just a place to send away your child. There properly aren't any real signs of a native tribe, they probably fabricated it for us to find." I said. I only halfway believed it, but my mood wasn't exactly sparkling. "I don't think that's true. Where is your sense of adventure." He asked. "Aren't gay guys supposed to be happy. Isn't that what the word means." I bristled a little at the implications. I wasn't exactly in the mood for being put in a box. "What is up with people and stereotypes today." I said, maybe a little bit more aggressive that I intended. "I'm sorry." Sebastian said. "Wanna tell me what's wrong?" His mature side had returned just as fast as it had gone when he started talking about nerd stuff and peeing wherever he felt like. "It doesn't matter." I said. "Let's just go back." "Ok, but let's go through the forest, we can at least try." He said. "Without your shoes?" I said looking at his bare feet. "Suit yourself, but I am not carrying you." "I know, I don't mind. Come on!" He exclaimed and disappeared in between the bamboo stalks. I rolled my eyes but smiled, and followed him. I wasn't sure how we would keep from getting lost in here, since it was hard to navigate, but I knew we had to walk west since the camp was that way, and it was late afternoon, so just walk towards the sun and we would be fine. "Are you sure you won't tell me what's wrong?" Sebastian asked, when I caught up to him. He was walking slower now since he had to take careful steps with his bare feet on the rough terrain. I couldn't help but feel a little smug about it. "Well it's just, I don't really wanna be here." I said. "I'm here because... well my father found out about me." Sebastian looked at me with big eyes, now very interested. I continued my story. "My sister told him after finding some stuff on my computer... which I did not give her permission to use by the way. Long story short he forced me on this trip, away from what he calls `influencing forces.'" I made citation marks in the air, with my fingers. "I'm worried about my future, that is all. Plus, with you guys being naked all the time, you make it hard to think about something else." I paused. Sebastian stopped and grabbed my arm, to stop me. "If you want me to put my clothes on just say so, I didn't know you felt like that." He said, with a sincerity that made me confident that he meant it. "No, you don't have to, I don't want to ruin your fun." I said, I already felt better just by talking about it. "Keep being naked, if you want. I would be lying if I said, that I didn't enjoyed it a little too." Sebastian grinned at me and we started walking again, or rather we tried. Suddenly I tripped over a root and found myself landing in a bush. "Aarh!" I exclaimed. "Hey are you ok." Sebastian said sounding worried. I was lying in a bush, with branches poking and grinding into my back. I had a pain in my left knee from where it had struck something. "Yes, I'm ok. Auch though!" I said, taking Sebastian's stretched out hand, and let him help me up. I looked around to get a sense of what exactly had happend and found that we stood of a patch of land, just about twenty meters across where the vegetation had changed from bamboo to a grove with these short bushes, with long slender leaves. It wasn't a plant I had ever seen before, but then again this was a secluded tropical island, so different plants was to be expected. But the most incredible and unexpected thing was this massive stone in the middle of the grove. At least three meters tall. But it had something painted on it. I zigzagged between the bushes and found that it was somewhat faded painting of a man, or rather a boy, it was hard to tell but it didn't look like a full-grown figure. He was painted in full size, naked but with his back turned towards the viewer, exposing his bare butt. He looked like he was picking something from a plant, and putting it in a basket, painted next to him. The painting was incredibly detailed, they had even painted his balls, just visible between his legs. The nudity of the picture made me a little uncomfortable looking at it while others were around. "What is that?" Sebastian asked. "A painting, obviously." I said, not even bothering to make an attitude over his stupid question. "A better question is what is that doing here." I asked. "Is that what we are looking for?" "It looks like it, it does look like a native thing." Sebastian said. "Or something placed here so we have something to do." I pointed out, I still held on to some of my resentment. "Not this." Sebastian said. "Do you really think they would go to this extend? And the boy is painted naked, they wouldn't do that if it was fabricated. All they would have left us was some clumsy cave painting, this is art on a high level." Sebastian said. I was impressed. His logic was flawless, and I had to concede. "How did you catch that?" I asked. "I've been on enough summer camps to know what to expect. I know my parents didn't pay for this kind of enthusiasm." Sebastian said. "What is he plucking? Fruit?" "I guess, maybe gathering food. But there is no fru..." I stopped myself. I had unwarily looked around and realized I was wrong. These bushes all carried fruit, a lot of fruit even. I just hadn't seen it since they had the same pale dusty green color as the leaves. The largest of the fruits where almost as big as cucumbers and had the same elongated shape. "This is unbelievable." I said. "How can this be here?" "I have no idea." Sebastian said. "But I told you there was some secrets about this place." He was already over by the nearest bush, he grabbed a fruit and pulled, then immediately lost balance, and fell backwards. I reacted fast enough to catch him under one arm before he fell. "What happened?" I asked. "It's slippery as fuck?" Sebastian said. He must have been very surprised. I hadn't heard him swear before. I reached into my pocket and brought out a pocketknife. "Here use this." I said, and handed it to him. While he worked on getting the fruit loose, I went around he stone to see if there was any more art, and wasn't disappointed. Three more boys were painted on the stone, two of them together on one side, and a last one alone on the next side, that or the round stone was meant to be one complete self-contained picture. All of them were butt naked, even their penises were painted as beautifully and detailed as they were different. It was clear that the artist had strived to paint the boys as different persons. They had different heights, different body types and different hair and faces, only their age was roughly the same, between 13 and 16. The last boy painted alone was about to smash one of the fruits with a tool that resembled a small axe. The other two had one boy painting the other with a faint dye of some kind. It didn't really make sense to me, but the first one looked to be preparing the fruit, but cutting it. I found my phone in my other pocket. I was only carrying it out of habit, as there were obviously no cell reception out here. I took a picture of all three paintings, and went back to Sebastian. "Look I found out how to do it." Sebastian said and plucked another fruit, without using the knife. "You can get a better of hold them around where the plant is attached to the fruit." He plucked one off to show me. He handed me one so I could examine it. I took it and then immediately dropped it. It was so slippery it was like holding a wet bar of soap. "Holy shit that is slippery." I said. Picking it up, carefully. It seemed like it was covered in some sort of oily residue. Other than that, the skin was tough and sturdy like pumpkin. When I shook it, I could hear it was full of juice. Now the axe painting made sense, and maybe also the other painting "Let's go back and show the others" Sebastian said, picking up the ones he had already plucked. It took us a while to figure out how to carry them, since they were impossible to hold. I ended up removing my T-shirt tying the sleeves and neck closed and using it as a makeshift sack, leaving me waking back shirtless which didn't bother me. When we returned to camp the sun was setting over the ocean. The moon was almost full and there was no clouds in the sky so seeing was a lot easier. At first, I thought no one was here, but then I saw two of the guys sitting, and looking at the ocean. "Heeey!" Sebastian yelled and ran towards them, leaving me with the t-shirt full of fruit. They turned their heads and smiled at us. "Hi." They said. As Sebastian reached them. "Aw have you guys been swimming already?" He said, like he had missed. "I thought we agreed to do the evening swim together?" I put the sack next so the bench and went over to them. I didn't know why Sebastian drew that conclusion, maybe they were wet, but then I saw that Martin was naked. It didn't surprise me much since he'd skinny dipped yesterday, but I had hoped it was a onetime thing because he was drunk. "No, we haven't, but we were about to go, when you guys showed up." Jacob said. "Yay, let's go then!" Sebastian said. "I'll tell you what we found." All three boys got up and Martin asked. "You coming, Matt?" "No, thanks." I said, in a neutral tone, making it sound like I was just too tired. Truth was I didn't want to be in the middle three attractive naked guys, being the only one who too prudish to wear a swim suit. Also, I knew I would bone up again, and the last I wanted was to let the others, at least not Martin and Jacob, see it. The others ran to the beach and left me alone in the camp. "Guess I'll make dinner then." I said to myself feeling a little bitter. I made an effort to start the campfire again, just for the sake of ambiance. It didn't feel right not to have it going. We did have a gas stove and I decided to make grilled sausages, just because it was easy. I didn't want to cook anything to extensive, especially not alone. Sebastian, Jacob, and Martin returned pretty quickly though, all still naked but now soaking wet. They quickly dried off and sat down each with a blanket, which covered their nudity, making it easier for me to relax. It wasn't cold, but there was a chill to the wind that could make you feel that way, especially if you were wet. A few minutes after, Lars and Thor showed up, laughing and joking. "Hey you two." Martin said. "Where were you?" " Just out exploring, we decided to go anyway." Lars said. "Did you take any pictures." I asked, pointing to the expensive looking camera Lars was carrying around his neck. "Can we see?" Lars's eyes fleeted for a moment, but returned. "No, I didn't take any." Lars said. "We didn't find anything." He then went over and put the camera in his tent. "Neither did we." Jacob said. "We did." Sebastian said enthusiastically. "We found these weird fruits, and a painting, on a rock. You should go take pictures of that tomorrow!" "Holy shit you did?" Martin said. "Where they of naked boys?" I looked perplexed at him. As did everyone else around the table. "Yea... how did you know that?" I asked. "Eeh, just a guess..." He said, shrugging but looking sheepish. "That is quite a specific guess." I said suspiciously. Something wasn't right here. "Let's just eat, then we can go see the fruit and naked boy paintings tomorrow." Jacob said. Taking a sandwich and started to chow down. I still wasn't convinced, but I let it go, for now. After we had eaten, I emptied my t-shirt, on to the table. The fruits looked bizarre when dumped like that as they scooted over the table like they made of ice. I had found a camp light, that was now placed on the table illuminating everyone in a cold electrical light. "What the hell?" Lars said and picked up one of the fruits, immediately dropping it just like I had. "What is going on with these?" "I have no idea, they are covered in some sort of oil, I've never heard of a plant like that." I said. "Do you think we can eat them?" Sebastian asked. "I wouldn't" Thor said, we don't know if they are poisonous or not. "Well in the painting the boys where harvesting them." Sebastian said. "Then they can't be poisonous." "We don't know that" I said. "We didn't see them eat it, they just harvested the juice and rubbed it on each other for some reason. I took some pictures, look. " I took the phone from my pocket and showed them the pictures. It wouldn't be long before my phone ran out of charge. "Ok I see it. Let's try and open one up?" Martin said. "We have a knife, don't we?" I handed him my pocket knife while Sebastian got a bowl for the juice. Judging from the sounds I made when you shook the fruits, they were filled with liquid. The fruit was very tough to pierce since it was hard, and slippery, but eventually Thor made it happen, after our fifth try. Instead of the small pocket knife he used our serrated bread knife from our cooking equipment, holding it in place with a fork. Immediately a red tinted clear liquid poured into the bowl. The fruit was hollow as suspected. The insides were covered with a squishy red pulp, like a coconut, except wet and very slick. "Wow this weird." Jacob said, sniffing it. "It doesn't really smell like anything." He dipped a finger in it. "But its sweet." He said. And just as slick, like oil. How is that possible. Sugary things are usually sticky." He stuck his finger in again and tasted some more. "Ok don't drink anymore of that." I said, removing the bowl. "I think its ok." Jacob said. "Suit yourself, but if you have the runs tomorrow, it's your own fault." I put the bowl back on the table and let everyone do as they pleased, tired of being the hen mother. The evening went along peacefully, soon everyone had tasted the juice and liked it. Even me, after the 15th or 16th time Jacob taunted me with it, broke down just to shut him up. I must admit that I liked the taste too. It was like honey but thinner and oilier. We went to bed more or less at the same time, all tired since we were adjusting to the new place and all. I removed my shorts and crawled into bed wearing my boxers. I was sleeping under a blanket on top of my sleeping bag, instead of in it, since it was so hot in here. Sebastian did the same, but went to bed as naked as he had been all day. We talked a little but I decided that I wanted to sleep pretty quickly. Problem was that I couldn't. I tossed and turned for at least one and a half hour. My dick was rock hard and I couldn't get all of the pictures of naked boys out of my head. Both the cute and hot boys I shared camp, and let's face it, tent with. But also, the unbelievably realistic paintings of the natives. I constantly adjusted my dick in my underwear, but careful not to touch too much. I was scared that someone in the neighboring tents should hear. Not so much about Sebastian. He had already seen it and besides, he was sleeping soundly. Plus, I really didn't like masturbating with only my dick, and the ass part had a habit of being hard to do in a stealthy way. Then again, last night I had snug out no problem, and had only been discovered by mere coincidence. Hell, I could even go to the fruit orchard and look at the naked paintings. I hoped it wasn't too much of a low point, masturbating to cave paintings, but there was no internet here, so that was the best. Besides, those was some pretty hot cave paintings. I slowly and stealthily got up, and very carefully unzipped the tent. I grabbed my blanket, and squeezed myself out the tent. Then my heart sank when I heard the Sebastian's voice whispering. "Hey. Where are you going?" He asked. "Nowhere, just need to do something." I whispered. "Just go back to sleep." "Like last night?" Sebastian asked. I hesitated. But there was no point in lying. It felt like it would be less embarrassing if I didn't lie. I noticed his eyes wondering to my private area, and the considerable bulge my annoying and aching boner was making. As an automatic reflex I moved the blanket in my hand over the bulge to cover it. "I'm coming too then." He announced and started getting out of bed. I sighed; this was a little more than I really wanted. Was a little alone time too much to ask for. "This is really the sort of thing that you are supposed to do alone." I said. "Why, is that?" He asked, as if it wasn't obvious. I was about to tell him why, but then I realized that I didn't really have a good answer. A few seconds went by where I was thinking. Was it because it was gay? In that case I shouldn't have a problem with it, since I was gay. Was it because it wasn't normal? Not really, guys masturbated together all the time, just not with me. It wasn't because I didn't want to be around Sebastian. I liked him. He was both cute, smart and very good looking. He was scrawny and not exactly fully grown, but neither was I. Even though I was a good deal longer along my developmental path than he was, since I was almost three years older than him. Maybe that was what was bothering me. But other than him being a little sexually oblivious, he was obviously further along mentally than physically. "Alright" I said. "But be quiet." Sebastian quickly tossed his blanket aside and followed me out. Just like me, he was already boned up. The only difference being that he was already naked and fully exposed. His foreskin wasn't pealing back, as mine usually did, but it was rock hard and pointing straight out from his body. He didn't seem one bit shy about it. Was he really that comfortable around me? If he was, the least I could do was try to be that comfortable around him. I forced myself not to cover my boner with the blanket. We sneaked away from the camp, not daring to speak before we were a good bit away from the others, and even then, Sebastian was still whispering when he spoke. "I think the rock is that way... where are you going?" He asked. "The orchard we found earlier. Its further away, but it has those amazing nude drawings." I said, also whispering for some reason. I didn't see his reaction but just kept walking. I was walking in front leading the way. At one point I wasn't sure I could find the way, but then suddenly I brushed aside some bamboo leaves and there it was. I was astonished how the place looked in the moonlight. It had an almost unnatural shimmer like nothing I had ever seen. I stepped in looking around at all the shimmering plants. The plant oil covering the leaves and fruit was reflecting the moonlight. I didn't say anything. It didn't really feel like the right time for breaking the silence. The prospect of jerking off with another guy. Maybe it was easier for straight guys to do this, I thought. For them it's not sexual towards each other, but more recreational. I had no idea, but maybe it would make it easier for me, if I thought of Sebastian in that way. Just someone who was there, doing the same thing as I was. I looked at him shortly. He was already holding on to his dick, massaging it, lightly while looking vaguely in the direction of the boy with his back turned, harvesting fruit. I spread out the blanket on the ground and laid down on it, leaving room for Sebastian. The blanket wasn't very big, which meant we had to lay close, if we wanted to be comfortable. I turned my back and quickly stripping off my undies. My dick flew out in full length. It was big and throbbing, with the skin completely pulled back from a dark red tip. I turned around and caught Sebastian looking fascinated at my naked body. "Come on, let's do it." I said. I figured there was no real good way to start so I just did. I grabbed my dick, and started working on it. I could feel Sebastian's naked body rub ageist mine, as he started masturbating. We didn't say anything at first but then Sebastian started talking, not about sexual things, but normal things. More than once I caught him looking at me, working. Every time he looked away. The third time it happened I said. "Dude, its ok if you wanna look, I don't mind." Not in a condescending, but a nice tone. He didn't say anything but I could see he was relived and curious. "Can... Can I try and hold it?" He asked, hesitantly. I huffed but it was mostly of amusement. I nodded. Not only was it only fair, I had explored his dick last time, mostly for his benefit but I hadn't let him explore mine. "Sure, but be gentle." I said. I felt like I had to say something like that. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I still tried to convince myself that this wasn't actually sexual, but more of a curiosity satisfaction. I let go of my dick and sat back steadying myself on my elbows. Sebastian was already on his knees next to me. He reached out and grasped around it, not hard but with a firmer grip than I had expected. I gasped slightly both from the sudden pressure and from the small electrical prick of pleasure. It was unexpected and so different from my own hand; I closed my eyes for a second. Reminding myself that he was still just exploring. When I opened my eyes, I saw he was watching my face, careful not to move. "Don't worry, you don't have to be that careful." I said, with an emphasis on 'that'. My breath was a little irregular because of my excitement. Sebastian let his fingertips gently run from the top of my penis to the root, making me gasp for air. "I bet that tickles, he said. Like it did on me yesterday." He said. His voice was almost dreamlike and sounded distant. I bit my lib to keep from moaning. "Yea." I said, not completely in control of my voice. "It feels pretty good, sorry if it's weird." I said. I still had a feeling like I had to apologies for liking this, for some reason. He reached down and held my balls in his cupped hand, making me gasp even more. "I just can't believe; I'll be this big in just a few years." He said. He looked down at his own hard cock. "Well there is no guarantee, but I think you will. besides I'm not that big." I said. It wasn't modesty, I had never thought of myself as being very well hung, and from what I had seen in changing rooms, I was pretty much average. I sat up next to him, mostly because my position had become uncomfortable. He let go of my junk and sat next to me, and started to fiddle with his own dick again. I did the same, all though I didn't as much masturbate, as is just massaged my dick with my hand. The awkward tension had been broken, like last time only this time it seemed like it had vanished completely. I felt like he and I could be free around each other. We started talking about when I had begun to get pubic hair, and stuff like that, but also about normal stuff. "Don't you usually put something in your butt when you do this?" Sebastian asked me, at some point in our conversation. I thought about my answer, at this point I felt little shame about it, like I normally would have. "Usually I do, but not always." I said. "It's not so easy right here." "Can I see it?" He asked, a little nervously. "I really wanna see how you do it. Up close this time." I was silent for a moment. I didn't know how to react to this. Last time had been an accident, but now he wanted to outright see it. Then again was that much weirder than him touching me? "All right, but I don't have..." I started, but before I could say any more, he had jumped to his feet and ran to the nearest bush, before quickly running back. His cute little hard dick was jumping up and down as he ran. When he got back, he threw something on my chest, that immediately fell down on the blanket. "What is that." I said, already knowing it was one of the fruits. "It's for your butt." He said, as if it was obvious. "Don't you usually do it like that?" It was true that usually did, but I had planned just to use my finger. Normally fingering myself was not my favorite way, but on an island like this I imagine I had little choice. "Well... why the fruit?" I asked. "Aren't they perfect. They are tough but slippery?" Sebastian said. "At least it's better than a stick." I had to hand it to him, the guy was smart. I hadn't even thought of that possibility. "I guess it's worth a try." I said. I picked the fruit up carefully and took my knees all the way up to my ears. I could barely reach but it was doable. My heart was pumping faster as it always was, when I was doing stuff like this. Sebastian was obviously looking at me and what I was doing, sitting behind me and looking right in there. I breathed out and relaxed my sphincter before applying pressure. I gasped as the fruit slit inside, more easily than anything else I had ever used. It was like my ass wasn't even resisting. Suddenly it hit the sensitive spot in my ass and I cried out in pleasure. "Oh Fuck!" I said. My dick jerked and began oozing precum at an alarming rate. It felt like being filled out in a way that made me more whole than before. I was so used to having things in my ass, it didn't hurt like I thought it would have, but there was definitely a tiny speck of uncomfortability with the stretching, but it was far out weighted by the intense pleasure. I breathed heavily as the fruit rubbed ageist my prostate, making my whole-body tickle in a way nothing else could. I moaned loudly but didn't touch my dick from fear of exploding. I faintly noticed Sebastian masturbating furiously behind me. "You like what you see?" I said, between my clenched teeth. He nodded, slowing down a little. "Does this make me gay?" He asked, stopping himself. I didn't really know the answer to that question, and I didn't really want to think about it. "I'm not sure, but even if it does you should try this at some point. It's the most intense pleasure." I said. When Sebastian looked frightened, I quickly added. "Not now..! When you are ready of cause." I said, still breathing heavily. He looked relived, and started masturbating again. As did I furiously, but with frequent breaks, I had no idea how long I could keep this up. The picture of Sebastian sitting between my legs was almost too much. My body wanted something my brain never thought I could truly have. "Seb, if you want to you can do it instead." I said. He stopped masturbating and looked at me, confused. "I know this is a strange thing to suggest." I said. I had no idea where I got the courage to ask. Maybe, because it was this place, but I was so sure. "Do you mean moving the fruit for you... or do you mean..." he asked. The silence was unbearable, I didn't quite know what I had meant either. He looked perplexed, and with good reason. I was afraid I had destroyed the confidence we'd build with my wild stupid imagination and was about to say 'never mind', but then he nodded. "Okay." He said. "How?" I thought about it for a moment, I had no idea what would be easiest. "Maybe just like we are now." I said. I grabbed the slippery fruit with my thumb and index finger, and tried to pull it out. It was hard, but by also pushing with internal muscles, I managed to get it out. It landed on the blanket, glistening in the moon light. I pushed it away and looked Sebastian deep into his eyes and he moved closer. My dick twitched as I realized what was about to happen. Something had just made me offer up my virginity to the younger boy, and he was about to take it. The time it took him to he positioned himself almost felt like hours, like he was hesitating. Sebastian didn't ask questions, he knew what to do, even though this was also his first time. I suddenly felt the tip of his cock press ageist my opening. I expected him to chicken out at any moment, a part of me still hoped he would. He looked at me, and I nodded once. I wanted him inside me so badly. He hesitated just a few more seconds, and then he started pushing. I felt myself being stretched out. He was just as wide as the fruit had been, so the stretching still made me gasp, on top of that, the fruit had been slippery, but Sebastian's penis was not. My hole was somewhat lubricated from the oily residue, so he slit in without too much effort, when he was halfway in, he moved out adjusted a little, and pushed to get it in the last bit. As soon as I felt his soft skin of his pubic mound against my hole, I also felt the tip of his dick, hit my prostate. I moaned loudly as the intense pleasure which had built up and left my body with the fruit came back full force. I had a real-life dick in me for the first time and it felt amazing. Sebastian was breathing heavily and his expression was full of wonder. "Wow, this feels amazing." He whispered, breathlessly. I couldn't respond I was so lost in pleasure. Then Sebastian started to move. He was lying over me, his face only reaching to my chest buried somewhere between my nipples, sadly because I wanted to see his face so badly right now. Even I could tell his movements was untrained. He made only short slow movements. I reached down and grabbed his firm boy ass and started guiding him. Even though I was as untried as he was, I still felt like I was the one who knew the most and could guide, especially since I knew what angle I wanted him to thrust to make sure he hit my prostate just right, every time. Soon we fell into a slow rhythm, that I knew wouldn't hold too long. My dick was rubbing between his stomach and mine, making the feeling of both anal and penile stimulation simultaneously so intense I couldn't even perceive time. Then suddenly I felt as if my whole body exploded and I was pushed over the edge. I cried out in pleasure as my orgasm filled my whole world. I felt several splashes of cum spill out between our bodies, in a series of powerful squirts. As the pleasure started to fade, I held Sebastian as close I could and as far up inside me as possible. Then he came, he gave out a single quiet moan into my chest, followed by a quiet shiver. Then I felt three or four squirts of warm liquid hit my insides. He was cumming inside me. He actually came inside me, filling my ass with juices. I thought as we just laid there on top of each other, enjoying my first ever afterglow. Several long minutes later something started to ache, and I gently rolled over letting Sebastian lie down on the blanket next to me in case he wasn't ready to leave whatever state of euphoria he was having. I could feel it tickle as his halfway flaccid dick fell out of me and wished it had stayed in there for a little while longer. I looked at his face next to me. He was more or less already asleep, with a satisfied look on his face. I could feel his sperm dribble out of my ass, just a little bit. It felt weird and wet between my buttocks, but I didn't care right now. I kissed Sebastian on the forehead and just lied down next to him, just for a few minutes... I thought. I was awoken again by a loud sound, from a bird. A shot adrenalin shot though my body as I was rushed out of sleep. I had no idea how much time had passed, but I knew we couldn't just lay here. I stood up and looked up. The moon had moved so it had been at least an hour. I woke up Sebastian and gathered our things. We didn't speak on our way back. Sebastian was more or less sleepwalking, and I had my own thoughts to think. A lot of doubts had shop up in my mind, whether or not sleeping with Sebastian had been a good idea. He was younger than me, but not that much. But was it right to just take his virginity like this? There was a stain on the blanket where my ass had been and the feeling of his cum dribbling out of me and running down my leg didn't make it better. Silent as cats we snug into our tent and laid down in silence. I felt like he was about to say something, but he didn't. Instead he just snuggled close to me, hugging my naked body with his, as he once again fell asleep. Soon I fell asleep as well, loving his warm embrace. Maybe all of this was just a dream, and tomorrow I would wake up with cum-soaked underwear and a bruised ego. [Tags: T/T, Mutual masturbation, anal play, anal sex]