The Old Valley Road Hotel.
By Wombat. ------------------------- Any constructive comments are appreciated. I'm at 'bungala_wombat@yahoo.com.au'. ------------------------------------
Chapter 5 part 18. ------------------------------------
------------------------------------ Part 53: A Messy Eater ------------------------------------
Derek and Scott took off from the bridge of the sunken 'Lochinvar' and flew up through the five kilometres (three miles) of water until they broke the surface of the Indian Ocean. They floated on the surface enjoying the sun.
Scott: << Nice to see the sun again. We've been down there at the shipwreck for ages. >>
Derek: << Hard for me to say. I've been bopping about in time. >>
<< I reckon! I had to laugh at the Poms' surprise when they found out you'd been screwing their long dead great-great-uncle. Their faces were a picture! >>
<< I certainly found out things I didn't know. >>
<< Like you'd been fucking your previous incarnation. What a laugh! I like your tats, by the way. >>
Scott swam over next to Derek and examined the tattoos on Derek's shoulders. He held onto Derek's thickly muscular arms. He appreciated the realistic rendition of the erect cock and balls.
Scott: << I really like them. It's a big fat cock and balls ready to fuck someone up the arse. >>
Derek: << Or cunt. >>
"Power to the Penis," said Scott.
"Power to the Penis," replied Derek.
They high-fived in the water.
They hugged and kissed. They relished the closeness of each other's muscular bodies.
They flew up out of the water and rocketed in an arc up high into to stratosphere as they headed towards Holey Dollar Island. They were on their downward plunge when Derek stopped. They were about ten kilometres (six miles) in the air above the island.
Derek: <+ Irritation +> << There's a ship down there offshore. >>
Scott: << So I see. >>
He grinned.
Derek explored the ship with his telepathic sense. There was some excitement down on board the ship. It was a big game fishing vessel and the man who had chartered it was sitting at the stern. He had caught a big fish. He was concentrating on reeling it in. The other passengers and crew watched with interest and excitement.
Derek showed Scott how to become invisible and they both vanished from sight. They flew down and invisibly skimmed the ocean's surface towards the vessel. It was a sleek craft about the size of a naval frigate. It was stationary about three kilometres (two miles) offshore from Holey Dollar Island.
The supermen saw the French Tricolour hanging limply at the stern. The ship was named 'La Chasseresse' and it was out of Marseille.
Derek scanned the ship telepathically. It was owned by the ship's captain, Jacques de Montmorillon. The majority of the crew were French but the rest came from all around the world. The big game fishing vessel had been chartered by Earl Reinerz, a wealthy American mining magnate who had taken a lot of his friends along as well. He was the man strapped in the hot seat at the stern trying to reel in the big fish he had caught.
The fish was still fighting and leaping out of the water. It had been identified by some of the crewmen as a marlin. Derek sensed that it was near exhaustion and death. However, the fish would keep on fighting the line hooked into its mouth until its energy ran out completely.
Derek: << Bloody wanker! >>
Scott laughed.
Derek: << I don't have a lot of time for these guys who get off on killing big game animals, or fish just for the fun of it. This guy Reinerz is just like the guys who go killing off rhinos and lions and elephants just so they can be great white hunters and bag one more trophy for their trophy room. >>
The invisible supermen flew over to the hooked marlin still fighting on the end of the line about two kilometres (1.2 miles) away from the boat. They were treated to the spectacle close up of the big fish leaping out of the water and thrashing about trying in a desperate panic to free itself from the thing snagged in its mouth.
Derek saw that it was a big old female marlin. He felt saddened that such a beautiful animal was about to die. He knew that even if he had freed the hook from its mouth the fish would soon die. It was an old fish and its age was showing. Its long struggle had set in train irreversible metabolic changes in its body that would kill it soon anyway. Free or hooked, it would inevitably die.
Scott telepathically piggybacked on Derek with interest.
Derek reached out to Sue the tiger shark telepathically. He sensed that the shark had already detected the thrashing marlin and was approaching. He reinforced the message that there was plenty of food to be had. The ravenously hungry tiger shark sped up her approach as she homed in on the hooked marlin.
Derek and Scott dived down underwater to well below the jumping marlin. They had front row seats for the imminent spectacle. Derek remained telepathically attuned to Reinerz and the other people on board 'La Chasseresse'.
Scott: << Why the tiger shark? >>
Derek: << Kill two birds with one stone. Feed the shark so she won't eat the baby boobies learning to fly and secondly shit Reinerz off big time. With luck Sue will have such a guts up on the marlin that she won't need to eat for months. >>
The shark appeared and cautiously approached the thrashing marlin. The marlin saw the shark and intensified its struggles. It was terrified even more.
Scott was reminded of the time years ago when he and a friend were taking the friend's new puppy dog for a walk in the streets around Ringtail Springs. The puppy struggled and jumped around on the end of his leash. He would pull away backwards, then toss his head and jump around. An adult German Shepherd Dog came up for a sniff. The puppy thrashed around, screamed and struggled even more on the end of the leash. He was terrified of the much bigger dog but the German Shepherd only wanted a sniff. Scott distracted the German Shepherd by patting him, hugging him and loving him up. His friend made good his escape back home with the puppy while the German Shepherd was lapping up all the attention from Scott.
The marlin was not much smaller than the tiger shark but it was equally as terrified as the puppy was. However, it was doomed.
The shark took a large bite out of the belly of the thrashing marlin. The marlin jumped and went rigid. Blood gushed out from the gaping hole in its body into the water dyeing the water red. The shark gulped down the mouthful, came in again and took another large bite out of the marlin's body. The marlin trembled all over. It stopped struggling. It was dying.
Reinerz started reeling the marlin in to the boat two kilometres away. The shark saw the marlin's body moving and took more large bites out of the body. She noshed in vigorously, tearing the carcass apart. Bits of shredded flesh floated down towards the supermen watching down below. Blood stained the water red.
"Holy shit!" yelled Reinerz. "Some goddamned mother-fucking shark is eating my marlin. Someone get the varmint now!"
Duncan, a big muscular young New Zealander and a crewman on the big game boat, picked up the old .303 bolt-action rifle and fired a shot at the shark's fin. He missed. The range was extreme. The bullet bounced off the water.
The marlin's carcass sank down deeper into the water as it lost buoyancy. The shark followed the carcass down, tearing off large chunks of flesh with her saw-toothed maw. She gobbled down the marlin-meat hurriedly. She gorged herself on the marlin's rapidly disappearing body. She was like a combined shredder and garbage disposal unit. Bits of meat floated down into the depths. The shark's belly bulged and still she kept eating.
Scott: << Appalling table manners! >>
Derek laughed.
Scott: << What a messy eater! She makes a hungry dog look as nice and genteel as Mrs Chrissie Watson! >>
Derek shook with laughter. He knew of the good lady of the church from Scott's memories. She was a friend of Scott's grandmother.
Finally all that was left of the marlin was its head. Sue the shark was full. Her belly bulged enormously. Gone were her sleek trim lines. She bulged like a big fat sow. She swam slowly off into the deeper water. This feed was going to last her several months.
This year the baby boobies learning to fly were safe from being eaten by the marauding predator lurking underwater in the lagoon. A lot more would make it into adulthood.
The remora had also gorged himself on bits of leftover marlin flesh. He swam off after the shark and reattached himself to her as she slowly swam off into the depths of the ocean.
Earl Reinerz reeled in the two kilometres of slack line. When the winch hauled the marlin's head trailing a few tattered rags of flesh onto the deck, Reinerz's eyes bulged with rage. He let loose a torrent of invective. Pearl, his wife, tried to soothe him but with no effect. He became even angrier when he heard muffled giggles from some of the other passengers, his friends, as they looked over the poor battered remains of the marlin.
He unbuckled himself from his fishing seat and stood glowering over the marlin's head.
"What the fuck am I going to do with this goddamned heap of shit?" he demanded.
"Sir, you could always stuff it and mount it," said Terry. He was a small slim young Englishman and a member of the ship's crew.
At that, Reinerz gave a bellow of rage and charged at Terry. He was a big, strongly built man who was surprisingly agile for his age. Terry scarpered. Reinerz chased after him and ran smack bang into Duncan's solid muscular form.
"Outa my way," shouted Reinerz. "I'm gonna kill that lousy little Limey cocksucker."
Duncan held onto Reinerz long enough for Captain Jacques de Montmorillon and Pearl Reinerz to catch up.
"Darling, you mustn't get so angry. You know it's bad for your blood pressure." Pearl tried to soothe her raging husband.
Earl ignored her.
"Sir, your attention, if you please," said Captain de Montmorillon in a commanding voice.
Reinerz glared at him.
"Sir, if you please," continued the captain suavely. "I command this ship and I am responsible for the discipline of my crew members. It would be a most unfortunate calamity if you were to become responsible for the murder of a silly little boy."
"Hell no, I wasn't going to kill him," replied Reinerz. "I was just going to rough him up a little."
"Nevertheless, Mr Reinerz, it is my responsibility to discipline the crew. I insist upon that. I shall inflict a suitable punishment upon Terry."
"OK." Earl Reinerz was willing to let the captain handle things for the time being.
The captain despatched Marcel the bosun to go and retrieve Terry. They returned shortly. Terry was looking apprehensive.
The captain addressed Terry.
"Terrence, that remark you made to Mr Reinerz was most ill-considered and unfortunate. It exacerbated a sorrowful occasion. You must apologise to him."
Terry reddened. He turned to Reinerz who was looking at him thunderously.
"I'm sorry, sir," he said. "I was trying to get you to look on the bright side."
"Bright side be damned," muttered Reinerz.
The captain said, "Now to assist you in the contemplation of your folly, Terry, you shall assist Raelene in the galley this day. You shall peel the potatoes, wash the utensils and perform all other duties that she directs you to do. Go now to the galley and report to Raelene."
Terry's face fell. Raelene was the ship's chef and a formidable woman. Even Earl Reinerz respected her. However, she did serve up excellent meals. Captain de Montmorillon thought it extraordinary that an Australian could cook so well. It was often difficult for him to find a good chef for his ship.
Terry slunk off.
Captain de Montmorillon picked up the deck phone and called the galley. Raelene's distinctive Sydney-side twang rang out from the speaker. The captain told her that Terry was on his way down to assist her by peeling the potatoes and so on as well as the reason for him being sent down to her.
"Aye, aye, mon capitaine. I'll make him repent of his sins. Don't you worry about that."
She hung up.
"Aw, you can't help feeling sorry for the little guy," opined Pearl.
Earl smiled grimly.
The captain put his arm around Reinerz's shoulders.
"Come with me to my cabin, my friend," he said. "I have an excellent Armagnac to share with you. Let us forget this sorrowful occasion."
"Sure thing," replied Reinerz. "While you're at it, let's blow this joint. Let's go some place else."
"Certainly, Mr Reinerz."
The captain gave the necessary orders to the first mate to get the ship moving. He took Reinerz to his cabin.
Now that the show was over, the other passengers drifted away. The crew resumed their normal duties. Pearl Reinerz minced over to Duncan and tapped him on the chest.
"I'm free tonight, Duncan, if you're still available," she said in a low seductive voice.
"Sure thing." Duncan smiled a slow sexy smile. "I'm game."
"Ooh, great. I love to feel your big strong young muscles and your big strong young body and your big strong young cock."
They kissed each other lightly on the lips. They parted and left the deck.
Marcel was in the shadows. He saw and heard everything. His eyes were round with amazement.
He was disgusted by Duncan's taste in women. He found rich coarse old American women repulsive. However, he had to admire the young New Zealander's courage. It was remarkable.
Scott: << Looks like an interesting night tonight. >>
Derek: << Yeah. The captain is going to get Reinerz drunk on Armagnac and one of his crewmen is going to screw Reinerz's wife. >>
Scott: <+ Armagnac? +>
Derek: << Very posh French brandy. >>
Others of Derek's friends chimed in with a quick description of what it was.
Hal's son Tom: << Very Special Old Plonk. >>
The two supermen remained underwater. They heard the diesel motors of 'La Chasseresse' speed up as she started heading away from Holey Dollar Island. They had been turning over keeping the vessel in position off the island. The water was far too deep for the ship to cast anchor. Soon 'La Chasseresse' reached full speed ahead. The supermen felt the vibrations of the diesel motors and the propellers through the water as the vessel forged ahead towards the horizon.
Sue the shark had disappeared from sight into the ocean depths some time ago. It was going to take her many months to digest her huge meal.
Scott: << You know, I was just thinking. I've always wanted a dog but my parents wouldn't let me. I'd like something like a blue heeler or a kelpie. I guess what I really want is a German Shepherd Dog but Mum absolutely freaked when I told her that. >>
Derek: << Well, you've got me. Ruff! >>
Scott hugged him. They hugged and kissed underwater. They relished the feel of each other's muscular bodies rubbing against one another.
After a while, Derek suggested that they go ashore on the island. They bobbed up to the surface. It was late in the afternoon. The sun was low in the western sky.
Just for fun the two supermen swam to the island. They bodysurfed on the big ocean rollers and came ashore at the surfing beach on the western side of the island near the derelict buildings and the overgrown plantation. When they reached the shallows they walked hand in hand up to the white sandy beach.
They crossed the beach and walked up onto the thick lush green grass underneath the trees. It was a warm balmy evening.
Scott: << What would happen if I tried to commit suicide? >>
Derek turned and looked at him. He put his hands on Scott's shoulders and looked him directly in the eye.
Derek: << I wouldn't let you. >>
Scott saw into Derek's mind and felt the flaming passionate love that Derek had for Scott. There was absolutely no way that Derek would countenance Scott's death. Derek simply would not allow Scott to die. He loved Scott too much. He was afire with love for Scott.
Scott: << But what if a superman, any superman, wanted to die? >>
Derek: << No one would let him. All his lovers and friends would stop him. They would help him through his depression or whatever is making him want to die. They would support him with all their love. In any case, God would be pretty pissed off if a superman wanted to die. He would see it as the superman shirking his job. No superman or superwoman has ever committed suicide. No one has even come close. Life's too good as a superhuman to ever want to die. >>
Scott: << I was just thinking if I died now, I would die a happy guy. Life's beautiful with you. >>
Derek: << Scott, I love you. You will never die. You are immortal like me. I want you to be alive and with me for ever and ever. >>
Scott: << Amen! >>
He pulled Derek to him and planted a passionate kiss hard on his lips. Derek responded with equal passion. Their lips locked together. Their tongues intertwined inside their mouths. Derek's hands roved eagerly over Scott's powerful body. He revelled in Scott's magnificent cobblestone abdomen. He revelled in Scott's massive pectorals, shoulders and arms. He delighted in the hard hemispheres of muscle that formed Scott's perfect bubble butt.
Their cocks stiffened quickly. Their mighty forty-centimetre (16- inch) penises stood erect sandwiched between the hard cobblestone bellies of the two powerful musclemen writhing together in their passionate clinch. They leaked precum.
Scott: << Fuck me, Derek. I want to feel your big thick hard cock inside me up my arse. Fuck me hard. >>
Derek was ready to go. He did a quick telepathic check on 'La Chasseresse' and sensed that the ship was many kilometres away. She was heading further away at full speed. There was no chance of any interference.
He focussed his attention on Scott again.
Scott fell back onto the thick soft lush green grass pulling Derek on top of him. They continued their passionate clinch. Their lips remained locked together. Their rock hard cocks leaked precum liberally as they rubbed against each other and against the other man's body.
Derek broke the clinch, leaned back up and looked down at Scott who was panting with passion. He admired Scott's magnificent body illuminated by the rays of the setting sun. He loved the massive hard bulge of Scott's pectoral muscles, the mountainous cobblestone eight- pack of muscle of Scott's abdomen, Scott's broad, thickly muscled shoulders, the huge heroic bulging muscles of Scott's arms and Scott's huge size.
He could see into Scott's mind and saw that the admiration was mutual. Scott loved Derek's massively muscular body just as much as Derek loved his.
"Scott, you are absolutely glorious," said Derek softly. "You are utterly beautiful. You are utterly magnificent. I love you body and soul."
Scott responded by grasping Derek around the waist and grinding their groins together. Their erect penises rubbed together and against each other's hard bodies.
Scott switched on his lubricant force field and Derek did the same. Their skins were now deliciously slippery.
Scott put his hand around both their erect cocks and held them together. He delighted in rubbing his hand up and down the rock-like veiny shafts feeling their slippery hardness.
Derek groaned. He was reaching a high pitch of sexual excitement. He loved the feel of Scott's big hand sliding up and down their penile shafts held together. He loved seeing the mighty muscles of Scott's magnificent arm bulging hugely as Scott moved his hand up and down their conjoined cocks. It was excruciatingly exciting. His orgasm was approaching. Scott's was too.
They both locked down their approaching orgasms. They stayed on the high plateau of exquisite sexual tension. They moaned and growled in their sexual heat like two wild animals.
After a while Scott removed his hand and put both of them on Derek's buttocks. He wanted to be fucked desperately.
Derek slid down Scott's hard body bulging with muscle. Scott raised his huge tree trunks of thighs each side of Derek's waist. Derek placed his peach-sized cock head against Scott's anal pucker. He pushed gently. His cock slid into Scott's anus easily. It was lubricated by a small repulsive force field, as was Derek's cock.
The cock head of Derek's penis bumped up against Scott's prostate that was swollen with sexual tension. Scott gasped and groaned. Derek withdrew a little and bumped Scott's prostate with his cock head again. He did this several times. Scott groaned passionately. He found it incredibly stimulating.
Scott grabbed onto Derek's buttocks and pulled on them. He was trying to force Derek's mighty hard penis all the way into himself. Derek relented. Scott's efforts caused Derek's rock hard cock to thrust up his anus all the way through his bowels until the entire forty- centimetre (16-inch) length was buried up to the hilt in Scott's heaving torso. Scott bulged all over with huge hard tense muscles.
Scott wrapped his legs around Derek's torso. He put his hands on Derek's shoulders.
Derek began thrusting his penis with long strokes into Scott's arsehole. He withdrew it until the cock head was held in by Scott's tight anal sphincters. Then he thrust it in, bumping the cock head against Scott's prostate and pushing it further in up Scott's bowels past his internal organs until it came to rest against Scott's pounding heart.
After several of these thrusts Scott released the block on his orgasm in and exploded with a joyous gush of semen. It boiled up out of his contracting groin and was pumped out under pressure along the length of his penis until it gushed out the end. Scott cried out in his sexual relief. Energy flooded into him prolonging his orgasm hugely. The strong muscles in his pelvis contracted rhythmically around Derek's thrusting penis. This greatly stimulated Derek filling him with wondrous sensations.
Derek kept on thrusting his penis into Scott's arsehole. He enjoyed to the full fucking Scott's mighty body. He loved ramming his cock its full length into Scott's tremendously muscular torso and feeling Scott's heart pounding against his cock head at the end of each stroke. He loved feeling the muscles inside Scott's torso contracting rhythmically and orgasmically around his penis.
Scott had tapped into the Primal Energy Source. Derek did also. This was the privilege of all superhumans. Scott was launched into a gigantic wave train of orgasmic tsunami. It seemed never ending.
Derek revelled in Scott's huge series of orgasms. He kept on ploughing Scott, stimulating Scott even more. Scott howled in his orgasmic ecstasy.
Finally Derek bowed to Scott's orgasmic tumult and released the block on his own pent up orgasm. With all his strength he rammed his cock up Scott's arsehole into the innermost depths of Scott's mighty torso until his cock head came to rest against Scott's hammering heart. He roared mightily into orgasm. His hot semen boiled up from deep inside his groin and testicles and gushed as a torrent into the core of Scott's magnificently muscular body. Like a raging torrent his semen poured into Scott's intestines inflaming them with fire.
Their orgasms entwined around one another telepathically and formed a giant pillar of fire. Each man's orgasm fed on the other's orgasm forming a runaway positive feedback loop. Both men ascended to the heights of orgasm. They reached superhuman orgasmic joy. They were in a state of uttermost bliss as their orgasms combined together and reinforced each other.
They continued in a state of pumping orgasmic bliss for many hours. They did not notice the sun set. Neither did they notice night fall and the stars come out. They were oblivious to the evening chorus of the seabirds coming home to roost on the island. The pounding of the surf on the beach was drowned out by their orgasmic tumult.
Finally they descended from the high mountain peaks of orgasmic joy. Their orgasms were spent like a great wave crashing on a sandy beach and the waters running up the shore until they could run no higher and they ran back down to the sea again.
Derek lay in Scott's arms quietly. His cock was still stiff up Scott's arse. They were in a state of relaxed post-orgasmic bliss. They revelled in each other's love.
It was long after nightfall. Scott lay on his back with Derek in his arms and looked up at the stars shining through the palm trees. He was completely happy.
Their minds remained linked together. Derek rested his head on the bulging pillows of Scott's pectoral muscles. He was totally relaxed except for his penis.
Scott was curious about Albert. Derek allowed him to riffle through his memories. Scott was surprised to find all Albert's memories there in Derek's mind too. Those from the First World War were horrific. Scott found it hard to understand how men such as Albert could withstand such murderous inhumanity and still function. He left them quickly.
He went to the memories of the sexual intercourse between Derek and Albert in the Ozone Plaza Hotel in Durban. He was fascinated to compare the two sets of memories, Derek's and Albert's. Derek saw Albert as a hunky little pocket Hercules who was sheer joy to fuck. Albert saw Derek as a mighty muscular sex god who fucked him up his arse and pleasured him in ways that Albert never thought possible. Albert was amazed and overjoyed that Derek had so much stamina and could fuck him into exalted states of rapture. Derek could fuck him with his huge cock without hurting him at all. That was something that had not happened for years. Albert and Derek had a wonderful and blissful time together. It was a horrid wrench to part.
Scott saw how Albert's memories of the real time line and the stub time line merged together when Albert was in Heaven. He also saw how all Albert's memories were dumped into Derek's mind while the two of them were merged with God. He understood now.
He lay in the grass looking up at the stars through the trees. He stroked the hair of Derek's head resting on his chest. Derek's cock was still stiff up his arse. His own cock was still stiff and sandwiched between them.
He picked up Derek's head and planted a big sloppy wet kiss on his lips.
Scott: << That trick with sticking the cock up the belly button might be worth a try. >>
Derek smiled and sucked on Scott's nipple. He delighted to feel it swelling in his mouth. Scott moaned with the sudden pleasure.
Derek: << Mate, I'll do anything with you. >>
Both their cocks were still ramrod stiff. Derek withdrew his cock partially from Scott's arsehole. Because both their cocks were forty centimetres (16 inches) long, it took some contortion on both their parts for Scott to get his cock head placed against Derek's belly button. He gave a thrust and it slid into Derek's navel tube easily. Derek pushed his penis back into Scott's anus. Quickly they both had their penises inserted full length into each other's torsos.
They lay together appreciating the situation. Scott was very excited to feel Derek's internals pulsating against his rock hard cock. He felt Derek's heart hammering against his cock part way down the shaft. His cock head was at the base of Derek's throat inside his massively muscled chest.
Derek let Scott know that his internal plumbing had been rearranged by God so that any semen ejaculated into his belly button tube was pumped back down into his groin, mixed with his own semen and ejaculated out of his penis into his fuck partner.
He offered to rearrange Scott's internal plumbing in a similar fashion. Scott agreed.
Derek set a checkpoint in Scott's body so that Scott's body could be restored back to its former state easily.
Derek: << You don't want to be shitting out of your cock. >>
He connected up Scott's clean shitless colon to his groin. The result was that any semen ejaculated into his bowels would be pumped back into his groin and there mixed with his own semen and ejaculated out of his own penis back into Derek. They would be recycling each other's semen through each other's bodies.
Scott: << Oh wow! >>
Derek: << Ready? >>
Scott was ready.
They started thrusting in synchrony into one another. Scott's penis was sliding into Derek's navel tube and thrusting full length deep into Derek's torso. Derek's penis was sliding in through Scott's anus into his rectum and full length into his colon right up against his pounding heart.
They thrust into each other. The sensations were exquisitely overpowering.
Scott revelled in feeling Derek's mighty body pulsing vigorously against his cock. Derek felt incredibly alive. The thick powerful muscles of Derek's abdomen were alternately contracting and relaxing around the shaft of his penis. They worked hard as Derek thrust his own cock into Scott's anus. It was a wonderful feeling. Scott rammed his cock up past Derek's hammering heart until it reached the top of Derek's chest just under his throat.
At the same time he felt Derek's great cock ramming up inside him past his prostate, through his rectum and into his colon and pushing aside his internal organs until it came up against his pounding heart. He could feel telepathically Derek's sensations as well.
Derek revelled in thrusting his big thick cock up into Scott's massively muscular torso up through his tight anus. At the end of each thrust his cock head came up against Scott's pounding heart.
At the same time he felt Scott's big thick cock thrusting up through his navel through his thick abdominal muscles up through his abdomen into his chest past his heart until it came to rest at the base of his throat.
Their minds were telepathically linked together. They shared each other's sensations. It was wonderful and incredible feeling what the other was feeling. Both felt each thrust from the other. Their bodies thrummed with sexual energy.
Neither had locked down his orgasm.
After a few strokes Derek blew first. He thrust his cock deep into Scott and ejaculated his semen deep into Scott's torso next to his heart. His exploding orgasm triggered Scott's explosion into orgasm. Scott likewise thrust as deep as he could into Derek's belly button and ejaculated his semen into the top of Derek's chest. They clung together crying out loud as storms of orgasms thundered through their bodies. Their groins pulsated vigorously as semen squirted in great gouts deep into each other's bodies. The semen was in turn pumped down into each man's groin, mixed with his semen and squirted out of his penis deep into the other man's torso. Each man's semen was recycled through the other before being pumped back into him. Their semen cycled through each other in an endless loop.
Their orgasms melded telepathically together in a great big pillar of fire that consumed them both but left them intact. They were two overloaded nuclear reactors melting down together into a pool of white-hot molten radioactive metal. They were two suns colliding together and combining into one with a huge explosion of energy that illuminated the galaxy. They were two masculine souls locked together in a mighty rut like two ferocious stags.
Huge amounts of energy poured into them from the Primal Energy Source prolonging their combined orgasms enormously.
They were caught up into a gigantic endless wave train of orgasmic tsunami. They were rammed into one another with white-hot orgasmic bliss. They were locked together by titanic waves of ecstasy. They were two brave hearts daring the impossible and climbing the most exalted peaks of rapturous love. They were two blue giant stars locked together exchanging the holy fire of love before falling into one another. They were two mighty warriors slaking their boundless lust and love in each other's tremendously muscular and powerful bodies aflame with orgasmic rapture. They were two supermen with powers unimaginable to ordinary mortals using their powers to pleasure each other to the highest peaks of ecstatic rapture.
Endless amounts of their semen cycled and recycled through their bodies spurring their combined orgasms on and on. They were filled with each other's spunk. They were locked together in endless orgasmic love.
Many hours passed. They did not hear the chorus of seabirds greeting the approaching dawn. They did not see the sun rise up from the sea and flood the world with golden light. They did not notice the palm fronds rattling in the dawn wind. They were totally melded into one another. Their throbbing penises were still plunged deep into each other's bodies. They were still afire with the orgasm that consumed them both.
Finally they came down from the starry heights of their rapture. The orgasmic storm shaking them both petered out.
They lay together replete with bliss. Their stiff cocks were still inside one other. Derek lay in Scott's arms with a great big happy smile. Scott lay in the grass stroking Derek's hair as Derek's head lay on his chest. He loved the feel of the weight of Derek's muscular body lying on his own. They kissed sleepily. They dozed off with Derek still lying on top of Scott and their penises still inserted in one another.
"Hey guys. Grub's up." Lou's stentorian voice echoed through the chambers of Derek's and Scott's dreams.
Derek and Scott both woke up. Scott startled and grabbed hold of Derek. Derek quickly reassured him. Scott relaxed and took in the two people looking at them.
"Hi, Louie. You come to watch the fun?" said Derek in a slow sleepy drawl.
"Nah. I just come by to let you know I've been cooking up breakfast for you guys. It's in the pavilion by the sea when you're ready."
Derek saw the woman with Lou. He reached out to her with his telepathic sense and discovered that she too was a telepath. She was a very new telepath not yet superhuman. She was aware of his telepathic contact. She was also very embarrassed. She was blushing. She was acutely uncomfortable to see two big, hugely muscular naked men, one lying on top of the other. It was obvious to her that the two men had been having sex together. She felt that she was intruding on a very private moment.
Derek observed her. She was a well-rounded, plumpish woman with curly red hair and bright blue eyes. She had full round breasts and a somewhat protuberant tummy. She looked to be in her thirties. She, like Lou, was naked.
"Hi," said Derek to her amiably. "You must be Brenda."
She squirmed with embarrassment.
"Yes," she replied quietly.
She cuddled up to Lou.
"Listen you guys, breakfast is in the pavilion," said Lou to Derek and Scott. "You'll see it. See you there."
Scott: << What pavilion? I didn't know one existed on this island. >>
"I magicked one into existence," said Lou. "Come and see."
He hoisted Brenda onto his broad back and flew up through the trees into the air.
Derek and Scott made their penises soften. They separated with some reluctance.
They ran into the surf and swam out into the ocean. It was good to swim in the salt water after a hard night's fucking. They frolicked in the water together like a pair of dolphins. They were about a kilometre (0.6 miles) offshore. They hugged and kissed and splashed one another and dived and hugged and kissed one another again.
Scott: << Where's this pavilion of Lou's? >>
Derek scanned the coast and homed in telepathically on Lou and Brenda. He saw the palm-thatched structure on a sandy promontory a couple of kilometres (over a mile) away on the northern coast of the island. It had not been there before. Scott knew through his link to Derek.
Scott: << Is Brenda the lady Lou's been fucking? >>
He realised that both Lou and Brenda had tuned into his thoughts.
Lou: << Yeah, she is. >>
Lou was full of love for her. He had switched on her telepathy during a night of passionate fucking. She was still very new and getting used to the idea. She was beside herself with love for her big Louis. She thought she had gone to Heaven, even more so when she discovered Lou's super powers. It was wonderful to go flying on his back nearly half way across the world to a tropical island in the Indian Ocean. However, she was still trying to get used to the idea of going before God, pledging to serve Him forever and becoming a superwoman herself.
Derek took off up out of the water, skimmed across the waves to the pavilion on the promontory and landed with a thump on the pavilion's wooden decking.
Lou: << Hey! Grand entrance, buddy. >>
Derek laughed.
Scott followed Derek across the water into the pavilion. He landed lightly on the decking.
Lou looked at Scott.
Lou: << Derek, you sure pick some nice fuck buddies. This one's glorious. >>
Scott coloured.
Scott: << My name is Scott. >>
"Hi, Scott," said Lou unperturbed. "Great to meet you!"
Brenda giggled.
"Come and eat breakfast," said Lou. "It's ready."
Breakfast consisted of hash browns, sausages, fried eggs, steak and toast. Ketchup was provided.
The men helped themselves to the stack of food cooked up by Lou. They sat around the table. Scott and Derek ate with relish.
Brenda did not eat because she had already eaten lunch back at the Mount Remarkable Community in South Australia.
Afterwards they sat enjoying the excellent coffee provided by Lou. They looked out over a bright and shining sea. The morning sun was still low enough in the sky to illuminate the sea with millions of sparkles reflected off the waves.
Scott: << Lou, how come you're so involved with this island and Sue the tiger shark? >>
Lou: << Long story. >>
Lou was a keen diver. He had been a dive instructor on the dive boats operating out of Cairns in Queensland to the Great Barrier Reef. He had been trained up as a superman by Hal and he came to live at the Community at Mount Remarkable. He had become a lover of Bruce Ravensthorpe who owned Mount Remarkable Station and leased the land to the Community of which he was a member.
Brenda expressed astonishment. << Are you the lover of Bruce Ravensthorpe, the Land Holder? >>
Lou: << Sure am. >>
Brenda: << But I thought he was married with children. >>
Lou: << He sure is. I'm one of several lovers he has. >>
Brenda blinked with surprise.
Derek: << In the Community people share themselves around. Everyone does it. Don't worry. You'll get used it. I got well and truly fucked by heaps of people while I was there. Hal's sons really did me over for instance. I did a fair bit of fucking too. >>
Brenda: << Bless me! >>
Lou: << Consider yourself blessed. >>
Lou continued. Bruce had invited Lou to look at his coin collection. One of the prize pieces was a New South Wales holey dollar and dump set in excellent condition. This was a Spanish eight real coin that had the centre punched out. The holed coin was given the value of five shillings and the round piece of silver punched out had the value of one shilling and threepence. This was to help alleviate the shortage of British currency in the colony early in the nineteenth century. Nowadays a holey dollar and dump set are worth between twenty thousand and one hundred thousand dollars.
Lou had been inspecting the holey dollar and dump in Bruce's collection. Bruce had come up behind Lou and fucked him. Lou had squirted his semen all over the coins. He had been surprised by joy.
Later on, Lou had searched for information on the holey dollar on the Internet and had discovered Holey Dollar Island in the Indian Ocean. It was known as an excellent dive site because of its reef and lagoon. There was a warning about tiger sharks however. Lou read up on the history of the island from the time the French had claimed it through the time the British took it from the French up to the time it became part of the Republic of Seychelles when it achieved independence from Britain.
Lou had suggested to Bruce that they go and visit the island. They were having a wonderful fuck in the lagoon when Sue the tiger shark attacked them and tried to eat them. In the encounter she had lost all her teeth and had gone hungry for months. That was the first time she had tried to eat supermen fucking in the lagoon. She had repeated the experience several times. By the time Scott and Derek had their splendid fuck in the lagoon Sue had learnt her lesson and avoided eating supermen.
Lou became interested in Sue the tiger shark. He had named her after a difficult manager who had sacked him. He was interested in her and had tracked her movements telepathically. He was also interested in all the things that happened on the island, particularly the dynamics of the wildlife populations on the island.
He put his mighty arm around Brenda's shoulders. She cuddled up to him. He kissed her.
They looked out over the bright and shining sea.
Lou: << Makes you glad to be alive. >>
Derek: << Wouldn't be dead for quids. >>
He looked at Scott with a grin. Scott smiled, put an arm around Derek's shoulders and planted a big wet sloppy kiss on his lips. Derek ran his hand through Scott's thick black curly hair.
Brenda giggled. She still felt a little uncomfortable about the idea of two men having sex together.
Lou: << OK, guys. Keep it clean. Brenda still has a lot to get used to around here. >>
Scott and Derek separated.
Derek looked at the sun. He calculated that it would be mid-afternoon in New South Wales. He reached out telepathically to his friends back in Australia and confirmed his calculation.
He looked at Scott. He wanted to buy some groceries for the garage loft at the old Valley Road hotel. There was little time left.
Derek: << We'd better get cracking, mate, if we're to get to the supermarket in Ringtail before it closes for Christmas. >>
He wanted to let people know he was back in town.
Scott was agreeable. They took their leave of Lou and Brenda and flew out over the water. They climbed up high into the ionosphere and rocketed eastward at hypersonic speed back over the Indian Ocean and the Australian deserts. They came to a halt high over Ringtail Springs.
Derek gave Scott a quick telepathic lesson in jumping through hyperspace. He did not want Scott crashing through the roof of the garage. Scott learnt quickly.
They dropped down rapidly towards the hotel and garage on Valley Road. Derek jumped into the loft and landed softly on the floor. Scott followed him in. There was no crash and no falling iron and timbers. Scott made the jump through hyperspace smoothly.
Derek scanned the kitchen and made a list of what he wanted.
Scott found his work boots, socks and baseball cap on the loft floor near the bed. He had left them there the previous day. He put them on. He rolled his thick dark blue socks down to the tops of his boots. All he wanted now was a pair of shorts. There was no way that he was going to wear the hideous batik sarong again.
Derek showed him how to create clothes out of nothingness. First one created the thought form of the clothes required and then filled the thought form with substance. The other alternative was to jump into the 'clothes shop' in the in-between world and make the selection there.
Scott magicked into existence a brief dark blue pair of short shorts or stubbies like the ones he wore as work shorts when working for his father. They appeared on his body and covered his genitals and buttocks but not much else. He did not bother with underpants.
Scott: << Right! I'm ready. What about you? >>
Derek looked appreciatively at Scott's magnificently muscular, chiselled and well-tanned body. He wolf-whistled and grinned.
Derek: << You're not going like that, are you? You'll cause a riot. Really, you will. >>
Scott: << Of course I'm going like this! I often go to town with just a pair of shorts on. I can't be bothered with a shirt, especially when I've been working for Dad. Especially on a hot day like today. Yeah, sure, people stare at me. They really did stare at me after I took that Long Phat Kok stuff you gave me and made my muscles grow really big. I cop a feel from a few people too now and then. Hey, I'm a big boy now. I can handle it. >>
Scott flexed both his arms in a spectacular double-biceps pose. He truly was magnificent. His great big well-veined muscles bulged splendidly. His wonderful torso rippled with mighty bulging powerful muscles. His monumentally muscular chest tapered down in a convex V- shape into his slim but muscle-packed waist. His waist looked tiny compared to his chest and it rippled with muscle. His abdomen formed eight hard cobblestones of muscle. His mammoth thighs bulged with great big powerful muscles. Scott was utterly magnificent. Derek drank in the sight.
Derek: << You look better without the baseball cap. >>
Scott looked at himself in the big full-length mirror. He took the cap off, put it back on, and then took it off again. He inspected his black curly hair.
Derek came up behind him and cuddled up to him. He put his hands around Scott's waist and rested his chin on Scott's shoulder.
Scott: << I guess you're right. >>
Derek: << I think you're beautiful. >>
Scott tossed the cap onto the bed.
Derek looked at his moustache. He considered that it made him look older. It was fine back in Durban in 1922 but it did not seem right now. He made his moustache disappear. He liked his shaggy mop of brown hair.
Scott was mildly disappointed. << I think it makes you look sexy. Mind you, you're pretty damn sexy without it too. >>
Derek: << I think I'd do better without it. >>
He looked at his image in the mirror. He inspected his newly hairless upper lip. Scott put his arm around Derek's shoulders. The two splendidly muscular supermen stood next to one looking at their reflections. Derek was naked. Scott wore short shorts. They were a magnificent pair.
Derek: << No, I don't really want a moustache now. I like it as I am without one. >>
Scott: << Whatever. Just as you like. Anyhow, what are you going to wear? >>
Derek pondered.
Scott: << Be a devil and wear just a pair of stubbies and boots like me. It's like we've been grotting around in your old hotel making sure everything's OK, like there are no leaky pipes. >>
Derek did as Scott suggested. He magicked into existence on his body a solid but scuffed pair of black leather work boots and a brief pair of blue stubbies like Scott's.
Scott wolf-whistled appreciatively.
Scott: << You're hot, mate. We'll be a sight, the two of us. >>
His eyes fell on Derek's shoulder tattoos. He looked dubious.
Scott: << Some people aren't going to like it when they see those tats of yours. There're some real prudes in this town. Maybe you should wear a shirt after all. >>
Derek: << No problem. >>
With a flick of his will he made his tattoos fade from view. Nothing was visible except his brown well-tanned skin.
Derek: << I'm going shirtless if you are, mate. >>
Scott laughed.
They jumped downstairs. Scott's old orange Ford utility was still parked alongside Derek's Mitsubishi Pajero four-wheel-drive. Scott opened the door and discovered to his joy that he could fit into the cab of his utility again. He sat grinning in the driver's seat with his hands on the steering wheel. He offered to take Derek into town. Derek accepted.
Derek opened the garage door. Scott started his ute. After a couple of attempts the V8 motor roared into life. He drove the ute outside. Derek closed the door and got into the ute beside Scott.
They drove off down Valley Road into Ringtail Springs.
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