Survivor Palau

By James Branson

Published on Apr 7, 2005

Gay

Thanks for the positive feedback on chapter 3. I appreciate all your responses. The few I get are the only reason I keep writing (that and the cute guys). Please e-mail me with what you want to see happen.


Jeff couldn't believe his crappy luck. Only a day after winning a reward challenge for his team, he turned his ankle. And then to make matters worse, his team lost immunity, AGAIN, which meant either he or his girlfriend Kim had to go. Jeff knew he was less than useless to Ulong thanks to his ankle, but the problem was none of the others seemed to agree with him. Bobby Jon, Ibrehem, Angie, Steph, and James all seemed to think he was just trying to save Kim. And as much as he tried to explain it to them, they wouldn't listen. After the hot bareback threeway he'd had with Ibe and Bobby a few days earlier, and some fun times since (Bobby Jon definitely earned the name BJ!), he thought that they had more respect for him.

Jeff was trying to get some rest before Tribal Council. Laying in the canoe, flat on his back, his neck arched against the front of the boat. He barely saw the shadow towering over him.

"So ya goin' tonight? Leavin' that floozy to sit on her ass a few more days?"

Jeff was polite to the redneck James while he was still playing the game, but now that he was leaving, he didn't give a shit. He flipped James off.

James sneered down at him. He'd been pissed on by these types of jocks and muscle-brained pretty boys all his life. He wasn't gonna take it any more. Before he even knew what he was doing, James pulled out his huge uncut hog and began slapping Jeff's cheeks.

Jeff opened his mouth to protest but that only cause the beer can thick 9 inches to slide into his mouth. FUCK. He'd enjoyed his ruts with BJ and Ibe but not with some scrawny white trash like James. Who knows what kind of things that dick had been in!

Unfortunately for Jeff, his injury made it difficult to fight off the oral assault, especially when James grabbed his shoulders and held on tight. Jeff's head craned against the back of the boat as James began to rapidly face-fuck him.

"I know ya done this before, fag," James sneered, "I saw ya. And I'm gonna tell it to the other Jeffy at Tribal Council if ya don't clean my pipes like a good whore should."

Jeff wanted to fight back but he knew it was hopeless. He opened up his throat and accepted more of the pulsating monster. The dangling foreskin sharply retracted as James hit his full length. Jeff deep-throated James as best he could. The salty, somewhat cheesy taste was much more arousing than he had imagined. And James noticed, much to Jeff's shame.

"I see you're enjoying this just as much as I am. Yeah, you're good for something after all."

James slid one of his rough hands down Jeff's skintight grey boxer briefs and began jerking Jeff off. Jeff moaned at how expert those long fingers were. James' other hand harshly tortured and plucked Jeff's perfect dime-sized nipples.

The dual stimulation made Jeff's hips thrust upward, his whole body tremoring as James dominated him. Suddenly, James let out a loud yelp and shot gallon after gallon of white cream into Jeff's aching throat. He pulled out, slapping his gooey, purple head on Jeff's nose, eyes, and forehead. Then he leaned over and licked the cockjuice away like a cat with milk. James roughly kissed Jeff, his tongue raping Jeff's sensitive mouth just as his cock had a few moments earlier.

"I want ya to remember this always."

And then James slid out of his skidmarked white briefs completely, and tore off Jeff's underwear.

"Jerk yaself off, jerkoff."

Jeff complied, and before he could realize fully what was going on (so caught up in his own near-orgasm) he realized that James' ass was right over his jockboy face. James spread his cheeks.

"Gimme a good rim job, bitch, 'fore I sit on your cock."

Jeff wanted to get away, but he knew he couldn't, and part of him didn't want to anyway. He'd never imagined taking this many risks, being this perverse. He wanted to try. He wanted to test himself.

He stuck his tongue out, and cautiously teased James' hole, quickly finding the pucker thanks to James' insistent wiggling. The taste of man, sweat and waste flooded his senses.

After a few minutes, James pulled his shiny, wet ass off Jeff's cheeks. He sat down on Jeff's cock, the tightness of his man-pussy causing both men to draw a sharp breath.

"Oh yeah, fuck my ass boy, fuck it, fuck it..."

Jeff thrust his hips again and again, lost in the moment, and when he shot in James' ass, it felt like pure heaven. So enraptured was he of that tight man-twat that he barely noticed the rivers of semen splashing on his face. He opened his eyes to see a grinning and fully naked Bobby Jon and Iberhem. They had just ejaculated all over his Abercombie & Fitch features.

"We just wanted to come and say goodbye," Bobby whispered.

"Yeah, you came alright. No wonder they call this team U-long." Jeff smirked as he eyed the wagging dicks around him.

"They're so long cause they're on U-long," James snickered. Jeff just rolled his eyes again.

Bobby and Ibe leaned down to lick their cum and share it with Jeff. They all kissed goodbye, deeply, passionately. Jeff would miss them.

He was voted out later that night.


On Koror, Ian almost kissed Tom. But Tom was straight, married with kids, and so macho. He'd beat the shit out of Ian if he knew that Ian harbored these fantasies. Even Ian didn't understand them.

Ian left the fire and went to walk alone in the dark.

"Be careful, kid!" Tom called out. Ian didn't want to look back at the man he cared so much for. He just muttered.

Along the path he bumped into Gregg. A lot of Gregg. The athletic brunette had started to really get a thick coating of chest hair and his body had become pure muscle due to island living. And he was totally naked.

"Sorry, man, I was, um..."

"Jerking off?" Ian smirked. Then before he could stop himself, he grabbed Gregg's plump, tumescent 7 inches. Gregg's knees buckled. "Hey Gregg, can I help?" And boy did Ian help...


Rate this story

Liked this story?

Nifty is entirely volunteer-run and relies on people like you to keep the site running. Please support the Nifty Archive and keep this content available to all!

Donate to The Nifty Archive
Nifty

© 1992, 2024 Nifty Archive. All rights reserved

The Archive

About NiftyLinks❤️Donate