Survivor belongs to CBS and Mark Burnett. I am just using the players for a fictional story. They aren't gay in real life and what happens here shouldn't be mistaken for real life. Disclaimers: Read only if you are 18 or older. Use protection. And so on.
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For most of Brian's life as a young adult, people asked him if he was gay. A slightly effeminate 22-year old with a baby face and a smooth, lightly muscular body, he was constantly hit on by gay men, straights tried to "fix him up" or help him "find the Lord", and he would have to say the same thing again and again. He was straight. Yes, he fucked women. Yes, he ate pussy. Yes, he did like Playboy. He didn't say it in quite those blunt of terms, but that's pretty much what he had to tell people. Although sometimes it was fun to have girls "convert" him.
The truth of the matter was that he did like women, but he wasn't sure how he felt about men. In the current sociological and political environment, it was better to be straight, so he identified as straight. He didn't have to force himself to be with a woman, so it wasn't like he was lying. There was a gay guy on his team, Rafe, who was very out but thankfully had a partner at home so he didn't try to hit on Brian.
Brian didn't want to think about anything but the game and his potential alliances. He was close to an older woman who had been ostracized by the team, but had no other firm alliances. He decided to go get water with Gary. Gary was a lean, mean fighting machine, a landscaper in his late 40's who kept his body in amazing shape. His silver hair shone in the sunlight. He was what one might call a "daddy".
When they got to the watering hole, Gary stared at Brian with enough intensity to bore a hole through his skull. Brian wondered what was going on until Gary abruptly grabbed him and pushed him to the ground, with Gary on top.
"What do you think you are DOING, little man? Telling people lies about me?"
Brian gulped. One of the people on the rival team had told Brian that Gary was an ex-football player. Brian mentioned it to the tribe.
"Hey Gary, it was just a question. You said you weren't a football player, and we all believe you. Can you get off me now?"
Gary grunted. His body smothering Brian's in the sweltering heat. Gary actually was a former football player and Brian had shattered his cover. Gary was pissed off. He spit in Brian's face.
Instead of offending Brian, the rough physical contact, their shorts-covered crotches rubbing against each other, Gary's hot breath on his neck, Gary's rough hands gripping his bare biceps, began to turn Brian on.
"Oh fuck..." both men moaned as they realized Brian was getting wood.
"So you ARE a queer," Gary snorted. "I knew it."
Brian rolled his eyes. "We all have our own little secrets," Brian hissed, and he struggled again to get up.
Gary wouldn't let him. Brian squirmed and struggled and their bodies ground into the dirt. With horror, Brian realized his shorts were sliding down a bit more with each struggle. Soon, his 7 inch cock popped out and poked Gary in his flat abs.
"Geez," Gary smirked. Of course by this time Gary himself was starting to get hard. This was going nowhere fast. Finally Brian, on autopilot, unbuttoned Gary's shorts and tore them down, along with Gary's briefs. They were both naked now, their shorts around their ankles, their sweaty, smooth bodies glistening and bumping and grinding. Both men began a low groan. This was primal now. No gay or straight or in between, only two men who needed to get off of their anger, get off of their frustration...just get off, period.
Quickly, Gary spun his legs around Brian's ears and shoved his cock down Brian's throat.
"Come on, 'straight boy'," Gary hissed. Brian had a few hazy drunken frat party memories of giving head, and he coveres his teeth with his lips, taking in Gary's average but fat cock for the first few inches while stroking off his own longer dick. Having a bigger dick than the NFL stud was pretty funny.
This couldn't last long and with a roar, Gary soon emptied his hot load into Brian's hungry mouth. Brian pulled his mouth off Gary's softening meat, tenderly licking the head, and tried to talk while kneading his own low-hangers and pinching his nipples and slapping his big dick against his belly.
"Hey Gary, protein is protein, right?"
Gary sneered.
"No way. NO fucking WAY."
As Brian shrugged and finished stroking himself off, Gary realized just how hungry he was. Reluctantly, he put his stubbly face against Brian's midsection and took the base of Brian's penis into his virgin mouth. That warmth was all Brian needed and he shot a huge wad into Gary's mouth. He then deliberately pulled out and blew another load on Gary's grizzled face. Gary cursed as his mouth, nose and eyes were suddenly covered in semen.
"You little bitch!"
Brian just laughed and ran his fingers across Gary's face, catching the cum before it dried. He licked a few drops, and then offered his fingers to Gary. With a look of sheer rage and lust on his face, Gary angrily suckled the 3 fingers.
"Wow, you're good at sucking Gary. Are you sure YOU aren't the gay one?"
"Just don't tell anyone about this," Gary sneered.
Brian shrugged. "I don't think this is anything to brag about. Unless you want Rafe to sleep in your lap. Otherwise this is between you and me. Our little secret."
Brian pulled on his shorts and went to get the water. As he did, he felt a sudden, sharp smack on his ass. He jumped.
"Our little secret." Gary smiled. Whether it was from humor or anger was up to Brian, but he felt his dick twitch in his shorts all the time.