The Firefighters................................................. justjames
The country had been dealt a bitter blow by Mother Nature as she had withheld her bountiful rains for 6 long years, the whole State was parched and dried to a crisp. Even the native gum trees were showing signs of their thirst for life giving water, their leaves drooped limply towards the dry hot dusty earth where even the grasses were brown and dead. The stage was set for a disaster of huge proportions if a fire started the whole area could be consumed in the conflagration.
The only relief from the incessant heat and lack of rain was to be found in the small freshwater lake situated just outside the township. There you would find most of the youth of the area and quite a few of the older generation all enjoying the cooling water as they swam or just sat in the lake. Further around the lakes edge and out of sight of the main swimming area was a small sandy beach set in a tiny bay, here there were three older teenagers John 18, Roger 17-1/2 and Mike just turned 17 years of age.
The three boys were also frolicking but their play was different to the generally accepted water sports, they were diving between one another's legs and when under water were groping one another's Speedo swim briefs clutching the hard young cocks standing out rigidly in their lycra togs. John was standing with his legs wide apart so the two younger boys could swim between his muscular pillar like legs Roger was clutching John's thighs as his mouth was wrapped around the huge hard boner sucking his knob, Mike was kneeling behind John with one hand caressing his firm tight ass cheeks while the other hand was working on John's tight ball bag. The two boys ran out of breath and slid up John's taught body till their heads broached the surface and they gulped in air to replenish their lungs.
The three were all laughing and their hands were still extremely busy as they felt one another up and softly and lovingly caressed one another. They had all grown up together and Roger and Mike had been initiated into the joys of gay play by John some months before. They had so far only petted, kissed and mutually jacked off and had yet to fully explore the full sexual gambit, although John had sucked Mike off only a few days before. Mike was hoping the three of them could suck one another off this afternoon and the way things were progressing it looked as though his hopes would be fulfilled. All three of them were sporting massively engorged cocks that were throbbing to be attended too, three glans were weeping sweet fluids through their togs into the water of the lake.
They finally left the cool water and walked up the sand and picked up the picnic rug then disappeared into the scrub which bordered the lake, once out of sight the boys dropped the rug onto the dry grasses and all lay down together in the shade of the trees. They were caressing one another and kissing in a tangle of arms and legs as their moans and groans of pleasure reverberated through the trees, then John turned around and took Roger's cock in his hand. He held it firmly then kissed his weeping knob.
Roger sucked in a hissing breath and arched into John's hot mouth driving his tool into the warm orifice as far as he could, he bellowed out as his nerves reacted to this new and incredible stimulation. Mike was watching fascinated to see his two friends enjoying themselves he moved around and slid John's large boner into his mouth causing John to moan and arch his pelvis as Mike pushed his cock in front of Roger's soft lips. Roger opened his eyes as he felt something warm and soft but firm push against his lips, he saw Mikes gorgeous glans throbbing requesting his attention. Roger hesitated than as he realised how hot it was having one's tool sucked he opened his mouth and allowed Mike to push his penis into his mouth.
All three young men were lost to the world as they sucked and licked with an intensity only seen in healthy young guys experimenting for the first time and enjoying their new found sex play. Almost in unison the three cocks began to swell and throb as the guys reached a tremendous climax, each one moaning and whining as their bodies began to emit the product of their sexual organs. The three muscular tanned hunks were jerking and trembling as their shouts, muffled by the large ejaculating, swollen, turgid tools, thrusting as far as possible down their restricted swallowing throats. The trio finally stilled as their climaxes eased and just the odd tremble was still occurring in their super sensitive pricks as their cocks slowly returned to the normal flaccid size. The odd trickle of sweet pearly juice still seeped from the slits in their sensitised glans to be quickly swallowed as their tongues continued to lave one another's cocks.
The guys finally allowed the pricks freedom and they popped from the warm moist mouths that had aroused and satisfied their desires, the boy's taste buds were still tingling from the new flavour they had experienced and were transmitting their approval to the guy's still reeling brains. The three lads were lying still on the rug their pectorals rising and falling as their lungs slowly recharged their bodies oxygen level. Their breathing slowly returned to normal, as their brains came out of the sexual haze they had become lost in. In unison they all emitted a," WOW" and all three laughed and exclaimed how great they felt and how satiated they were sexually.
The guys stood and picked up their quickly discarded Speedos and pulled them up their still trembling legs, covering their saliva wet cocks as they tucked them into the light Lycra material. John stooped to retrieve the rug, causing the Speedos to stretch across his tight bubble butt and both Roger and Mike stared at his gorgeous muscular ass as the smooth material highlighted his ass crevice and rippled over the large dimples in each cheek. Both boys looked at one another and licked their lips as their cocks jerked from their erotic thoughts. John stood up and their eyes devoured his body as he folded the rug, which was quite damp where their sweating bodies had been in contact. They then walked down to the sand and dropped the rug as they ran into the cooling waters and dived under to remove the sweat produced by the torrid action they had revelled in.
The trio swam and horse played for some time with much groping and caressing being carried out, then they decided that their hunger for food far outweighed their demand for sex. They left the water showing their engorged cocks standing out proudly in their tight Speedos, they grabbed their towels and dried themselves as their pricks shrank back to normal, no longer standing at attention but bouncing freely within their confining togs, as the boys towelled themselves briskly. They donned their baggy board shorts and tight t-shirts picking up their other gear and trudged back through the scrub to the car park. When they arrived there they found only their vehicle left and realised how late it was, everyone else was home relaxing in front of their TVs with the air conditioners going flat out trying to cool the extremely hot dry evening air as the thermometer was touching 39c at 9pm. As the lad's drove home they noticed large black clouds appearing on the horizon, John commented, " that it looked like a storm was brewing, I hope we get some rain from it." Roger said, " hmm I doubt it, it feels too dry, there isn't any humidity in the atmosphere." Mike said, " yes I hope we don't get a dry storm that could cause a big problem."
That night as everyone slept fitfully in the extremely hot conditions, thunder was rumbling and reverberating around the mountains in the rugged National Parks, lightning was flashing lighting up the pitch black skies. The storm peppered the hills with these powerful electrical discharges and where they struck the tall trees havoc ensued, the trees were split asunder and the intense heat of the discharge caused the wood to immediately burst into flames. Once released these eager flames were hungry for food and rapidly raced from the felled tree to run in little fingers into the desiccated grasses which added to their bulk and then they grew in size as the crept slowly along.
As it was night time the cooler temperatures and lack of wind caused the flames to slowly consolidate and build as they consumed more and more of the area where they were born. No one as yet knew what was happening in this rugged territory as there were few people to witness the disaster that was occurring. As the unwelcome sun began to lift over the horizon it seemed to suck air towards itself causing the winds to awaken, at first just gentle little draughts of air fluttering the flames as they bent away from the draught. The flames seemed afraid of the wind as they began to run ahead of the slowly increasing breaths of air and as they ran they met new fuels and began to grow in size.
The first tree they met they clawed their way into it's rough dry skin, the bark began to smoulder and then as the wind blew upon it burst into flame, the flames greedily raced to the top of the tree and consumed it's crown of highly flammable gum leaves. As these burned the wind began to send the burning embers and leaves away spreading them over a large area and where ever the touched down they caused more fires to begin their consumption of the bushland. The stage was set for a disaster of giant magnitude as the embers, sparks and tortured burning leaves fled before the increasing wind to touch down and create new flame children to run and play with the desiccated trembling scrub and trees.
Within a few minutes there were hundreds of small eager fires covering a huge area of bushland, all trying to consume as much of their chosen fodder as possible, their hunger insatiable. The greedy flames raced before the increasing hot breeze, spreading out further and further as the sparks and burning leaves broadcast into new areas where they began to feed.
Soon the fire was covering 20 hectares and as the sun peeped over the horizon the smoke became visible to the watcher sitting in his observation tower 15 miles away on top of a mountain. The observer snatched up the microphone of the two-way radio and broadcast the message that a wild fire was underway in the area. This alerted the headquarters of the Country Fire Authority who immediately contacted the rural fire brigades in the general area of the conflagration.
In the small towns around the area fire alarm sirens were triggered arousing the residents and causing shudders of fear to course through their bodies as they realised their worst fears were coming true. The men and women volunteer fire fighters hurriedly finished their breakfasts or whatever else they were doing and they rushed to the fire stations to prepare the trucks and don their fire fighting gear. John, Doug and Mike were members of their town's volunteer fire brigade and they rushed to the fire station in the centre of town. Within 30 minutes the bright red trucks were speeding towards the fires their sirens wailing as if they were crying at the thought of what was ahead. The trucks wound their way laboriously up into the mountainous country until they located the fire trails, cleared in the thick bushland to enable the trucks to get further into the mountains. Once on these trails the vehicles were switched over to 4 wheel drive to enable the heavily laden trucks to traverse the rugged terrain, as they lurched and bounced towards the fire storms.
As the trucks approached the fires visibility diminished to almost zero as the smoke filled the horizon and was driven ahead of the fire by the strengthening winds. Soon the trucks were stopped and the men dismounted and began to roll out their hoses and pick up their shovels and knapsack sprayers, the chief fire officer sent them out to contact the fire front and they tested their radios as they went through the heavy scrub and thick choking smoke. The animals fleeing the fire tore past the men, kangaroos bounding at full speed were the first to be encountered as they were the swiftest, then followed the fallow deer racing past with terror in their eyes, their tongues hanging from their parched mouths. The slower animals like lizards, snakes, wombats and such were struggling along rapidly losing ground as the fires overtook them, the poor koalas trapped in their trees were too slow generally to be able to run away from the greedy flames and generally perished in the inferno.
The darkness was slowly becoming light as the men and older teenage boys approached the roaring flames, then they were able to see their antagonist as it reared up in the timber to their front. It was roaring and hissing like some prehistoric beast as it devoured the trees and scrub, the fuel of timber literally exploded as the flames approached. Trees were standing shimmering in the heat and wind, then as the flames seemed to caress them they just erupted into flames as the eucalyptus oils overheated and vaporised it exploded. This then caused the neighbouring trees to explode as if in sympathy with their tortured fellows.
The fire fighters were appalled at the heat of the fire and it's intensity as it slathered towards them like a huge red angry monster, their puny human size dwarfed and made them feel totally inadequate to control this monster that was devouring the forest and anything else that dared to stand in it's path.
Their position was completely untenable and they radioed in the situation to the fire captain, requesting that they be recalled back out to safety. By the time they received the reply they were already beating a retreat back towards their trucks, playing hoses on one another as their clothes began to smoulder from the incredible heat and flying sparks and burning debris. Their vision blurred and nearly blinded by the heat and smoke as they coughed and choked in the heavy fumes.
The crews reached the trucks and they cranked up the diesels and began to turn and leave the area, three of the four vehicles made it out onto the fire track but the fourth was caught in a sudden gust of wind and flames as it turned side on to the fire. The truck was instantly engulfed by the fire and the fuel tank exploded from the intense heat as it vaporised the diesel fuel enveloping the cabin in burning fuel adding to the fire already consuming the fibreglass cabin. All the guys in the 3 clear trucks could hear the agonised cries and screams as the flames murdered the three men and two 17 year olds who made up the crew of the vehicle, tears ran from their eyes and down their soot blackened faces cutting clear channels in the black.
The trucks beat a hasty retreat till they reached the bitumen road where they pulled up and again set up their defensive line hoping to stop the fire as it reached the clear area along the roadway. They spread out and began to chainsaw the trees on the down wind side of the road to increase the cleared area, others were chopping down saplings and uprooting bushes, working frantically sweat pouring from their bodies and soaking their shirts and heavy denim trousers. A few of the younger guys took off their shirts and worked with bare chests, the fire captain made sure they had their shirts tied around their narrow waists as they may not have time to look for them when the fire arrived. Their young muscular bodies gleamed with sweat in the smoke burnished sunlight, the muscles moving under their bronzed smooth skin.
The fire took thirty five minutes to reach the timber along the roadway and the crews started the engines in the trucks to power the pump units, the hoses swelled and became taught and rigid and began to spew water from the nozzles. The water was instantly vaporised into steam by the incredible heat generated by the fire and it took some time to cool an area enough to really begin to douse the flames. The position was becoming obviously out control of their limited resources and then the fire crowned and roared through the tree tops leaping across the road and charging down the mountain towards the valley.
The men just stood there with shoulders slumped dejectedly as they realised they were defeated and virtually ignored by the fire, no matter how hard they tried to slow or stop it. Their tears flowed again and they stood there embracing one another their heads touching as their bodies shook with their emotions and the futility of their efforts. Their mortality had been proven by the horrific deaths of their five friends and they felt so puny and useless under the circumstances.
Two of the youngest guys were standing on their own a slight distance from the group and were clinging to one another, their heads resting on one another's shoulders as they wept quietly.
Their hands were caressing one another's backs as they sobbed broken heartedly remembering their young friend who was killed in the fourth truck. These three boys were very close to one another and had grown up in the small town, which was a typical country town where gay people were denigrated and often persecuted and even physically abused and beaten. They had participated in all the usual sports and other guy pleasures , drinking and womanising but had kept themselves aloof from the sexual side of the womanising. They were gay but really didn't know what to do apart from a bit of fumbling around in the hay sheds or when swimming in the river.
The fire captain rallied his men and ordered them to board the trucks and they beat a hasty retreat down the mountain as they were needed in the valley to try and protect houses and people in the valley. The trucks whined and roared their way down the mountain finally reaching the valley where they joined the reinforcements from all around the district. There were some thirty trucks lined up along the forest edge, in the grass of the paddocks, which had been filled with cattle a few hours ago. The farmer had driven them away to the left out of the line of the approaching fire, the fire fighters were watching as a bulldozer began to gouge out a firebreak, it's huge blade ripping up the short dry grass and pushing it away from the fire's approach. The driver working quickly and efficiently as the huge yellow Caterpillar gouged down to the bare soil, if they could cut this break before the fire arrived their job would be all but over as the fire would die there.
Unfortunately the hot blustery wind was increasing by the second and the flames were being driven faster and faster, the smoke preceding the flames came gushing down into the valley blinding the men as they waited in trepidation for the onslaught of what was causing the smoke. The bulldozer growled and rumbled it's tracks grinding and clattering as it chewed up the dirt clearing an enlarging ribbon of soil. Then the heat began to increase as the fire drew nearer burning embers were ejected with the roiling smoke and began to land in the dry grass on the far side of the firebreak. The men beat these little troublemakers to death or drowned them with their knapsack sprays. While most of the men were occupied with this task a small group were lighting the grass on the fire's side of the break trying to create a back burn to starve the fire of fuel.
All was proceeding well, then the fire appeared in full force and spewed hot burning trash and leaves into the air these sped across the gap in huge amounts overwhelming the men's efforts and starting hundreds of small spot fires over a huge area. The men valiantly battled these numerous small fires but the sheer number of them could not be contained and they began to race across the dry grass of the paddocks. Again the men collapsed onto the blackened hot earth and watched their hard work defeated by the relentless stronger enemy. It was obvious that Mother Nature wanted to have her way and she was not going to allow a few puny men to interfere with her plans.
The fire captains tried to rally their dejected men but it was a hard job as they were already exhausted from the heat, smoke and back breaking effort they had put in. The men slowly roused from their stupor and began to reform and board their vehicles to begin the next phase of the battle. This meant they had to quickly reform around the town that was in the path of the fire.
They drove as fast as the lumbering trucks would move and arrived at the town and began to form a perimeter around the northern side of the town, the fire was still 15 miles from the town but approaching at about 10 miles an hour. The original crews that had been caught in the forest were given an hour off to rest and recuperate and they collapsed around their trucks, except for the two young guys who moved off towards an empty shed.
Once inside they collapsed onto some potato sacks and clutching one another they wept uncontrollably holding one another tightly, their groins crushed against one another and their flaccid cocks rubbing together as they rocked back and forth. Roger the older boy suddenly began to feel his penis growing under the motion as Mike's cock rubbed erotically across his. Realising that they could both die in a matter of an hour or so he began to think that maybe they needed to fulfil their sexual fantasy and have sex together. His left hand crept down Mike's back till he encountered his muscular bubble butt, which he began to massage as Mike began to moan softly through his tears. Roger's tool was climbing to it's zenith and he could feel Mike's matching his in hardness.
Roger said to Mike, " Mike, my friend we are in mortal danger and could be dead soon like John, I feel as though we need to fulfil our dreams now before it is too late." Mike looked into Roger's bloodshot eyes and his grimy tear stained face and kissed him on the lips, " yes I think you are right mate we owe it to John to do it now." "He would have loved to be here with us now," his voice broke as he began to sob uncontrollably at the thought of Johnny lying out in the blackened forest curled up in a foetal position like a burnt leaf. His gorgeous young vibrant body dead, blackened and crisped by the fire, the life ripped from him by the searing ravaging flames Roger clasped Mike to his chest and comforted him kissing his eyes, nose and lips and talking quietly too him.
Mike's sobs slowly died away as Roger slowly undid his shirt baring his smooth hairless chest, he mouthed Mike's coppery nipple till it hardened and Mike writhed against him moaning deep in his chest. Roger's hand continued down till it found Mike's navel and the start of his snail trail, which led the way down to his belt buckle. Roger lightly caressed the fine hairs as he reached for the buckle. He fumbled with the hard leather belt as he undid the buckle and loosened the press stud holding shut the waist band of Mike's jeans. Once he had achieved the loosening of the jeans he slid the zipper down opening the flaps baring the flat lower abdomen and the red cotton briefs covering the huge 8inch boner, which was weeping clear slick seminal fluid causing a large wet spot on the briefs. Roger's eyes focused on this throbbing rigid log of flesh as it twitched with every beat of Mike's thumping heart as it pumped blood into the hard silky smooth flesh.
Mike was quietly moaning and trembling with sexual excitement as Roger slowly bent down and licked his briefs where the pre cum was oozing through the taught cotton stretched over Mike's sensitive soft glans, his pee slit quite visible through the bright red material. Roger looked up at Mike's face and ran his pink tongue over his lips relishing the taste of the sweet offering, Mike's eyes were partially closed as he revelled in the attention Roger was paying his turgid tool. Their minds were lost in a sexual mist and this drowned out the pain of losing their best friend John and the fear they were feeling towards the fire they were soon going to have to face once more.
Roger bent down once more and licked his way from Mike's cute outy navel and worked his tongue through the blonde snail trail till he reached the elastic waist band of Mike's briefs. Mike was whining , writhing and arching his pelvis to meet Roger's actions, his fingers were frantically clutching and releasing the course hessian material of the sacks they were lying upon. Roger bit the material with his white teeth and lifted the briefs up freeing Mike's penis which sprang out as if it was rocket propelled slapping Roger in the face as it leapt to the vertical, spraying a large drool of sticky fluid up onto Roger's forehead. Mike groaned aloud and arched his bubble butt off the sacks so Roger could pull his briefs down onto his thighs, Roger's sense of smell was assailed by the heavy musky aroma issuing from Mike's hot sweating groin, it caused his sexual drive to rev up into a higher gear. He flung his mouth onto Mike's throbbing cock and sucked it down till his lips and nose were buried in Mike's wiry blonde bush, Mike laid his hands on Roger's dark hair and pushed him down as he arched, forcing his cock as far down the welcoming throat as far as he could.
Roger gagged as the massive fleshy tool forced it's way down into his throat as Mike bellowed " Oh yeah Roger suck that down and take my spoof." Roger was choking on the huge fleshy iron hard boner as it forced it's way into his throat restricting his windpipe, he was struggling to breathe and pull himself back off the turgid cock. He finally freed his mouth and Mike whimpered as his cock was no longer being tightly gripped by his friend's throat. Roger's face was red and he was sucking huge gulps of smoke laden air to inflate his depleted lungs, he began to slowly move his strong hand up and down Mike's prick moving his loose foreskin back and forth over Mike's purple engorged glans, which was well lubricated by the fluid pumping from Mike's cock. Mike screamed out loud for him to take his prick into his mouth and drink his sperm laden juice but Roger had other plans for Mike's healthy rigid cock.
Mike was feeling Roger's smaller cock, a respectable 7 inches through his jeans and then he unzipped the zipper freeing Roger's dick and pulling it out through the top of his jocks and hooking the waist band under his large walnut sized gonads. They both lay there wanking one another, their cocks pumping preseminal juice copiously, then Roger said " Mike I want you to stick your prick up my arse and fuck me stupid, we may never get another chance mate." Mike's jaw dropped as he gazed into his friend's face their eyes locked and he said, "Are you sure Roger we have never gone that far before." Roger smiled hesitantly and sobbed, " Yes mate I'm sure we've got to do it or we may die without ever fulfilling our wildest dreams."
Mike sat up removed his shirt and his jeans hurriedly as Roger did the same, they then lay down and Mike took up a position so his penis was snuggled into Roger's arse. Roger lifted his right leg and pushed himself back onto Mike's groin feeling the large soft knob prodding his tight virginal sphincter, his anus was beginning to produce a film of slick fluid not unlike pre cum as his excitement increased.
Mike was groaning and breathing heavily as Roger kept teasing his pulsating penis with his tight muscular ass ring as he rolled it back and forth across the soft spongy glans smearing his ass with Mike's slick juice as it mixed with his own slippery mucus. Then Mike waited till Roger was in the right position and his knob was lined up with Roger's tight little ring as they aligned Mike thrust his prick quickly and forcibly into the cavity of Roger's anus. Roger shouted in pain as the huge bar of hot flesh stretched his ring and penetrated him to a depth of 3 inches expanding his slimy warm tunnel painfully as the prick slide down into his tensed taught body. Mike stayed where he was to allow Roger's love tube to adjust to the abrupt invasion of his most secret place and Mike just lay there trembling and vibrating his cock inside his best friend's beautiful body, as Roger whimpered in pain and excitement, panting at the thrill he was experiencing. His love tube stretched more than it had ever been and the feeling was incredibly erotic although painful in the short term, Roger's head was rolling from side to side from the massive pricks invasion of his virginal orifice, his teeth clenched and his breath hissing through them, from the pain/joy he was experiencing.
Roger's breathing slowly quietened and he started to enjoy the full feeling in his anus, he slowly began to push back onto Mike's cock and Mike breathed in sharply as Roger slowly absorbed his 8 inches right into his bowel. The two boys lay still and quiet as they grew used to the incredible feeling of tightness on one hand and the feeling of being filled to capacity on the other. Then Mike slowly pulled his hot cock back until the glans contacted the inside of the stretched muscular ring of Roger's anus, Roger moaned and writhed begging him to send it back down his tunnel. Mike took a deep breath and thrust his prick down hard and fast till he bottomed out with his balls slapping into his friends full scrotum this caused both boys to flinch with pain and they both drew hissing breaths.
The two began to build a rhythm as Mike pulled back and Roger pushed as Mike re entered him, the sound of flesh striking flesh as the two hard young muscular bodies met in joyous union. Roger could feel his ring rolling in and out as the huge boner thrust in then pulled back and the feeling was erotic and caused him exquisite joy along with the feeling of being filled to capacity then emptied almost completely. As Mike's purple engorged glans pulled back it drew some of the pink inner lining of Roger's bowel with it, which glistened then disappeared as the prick rammed in again.
Roger's cock was straining and as hard as he had ever been as the sensations from his ass triggered his nerves and the continual contact of Mike's cock head contacting and grinding back and forth over his sensitive prostate gland's swollen bud was exquisitely erotic and was causing his penis to pump clear fluid as if he was cumming. Every time the glans rubbed over the prostate Roger jerked and nearly erupted as he moaned softly and begged Mike to fuck him harder and faster.
Each contact forced more fluid to erupt from Roger's cock, till his abdomen was awash with the sweet juice his navel a small lake as the fluid pooled in the depression.
Mike complied and really began to pound his virginal ass and soft squelching sounds were heard as Mike's prick slid in and out frothing the pre cum and juices inside Roger's loosening ass. The groans of these two young men were in unison as they both approached fulfilment and ejaculation every nerve and muscle at fever pitch. Then suddenly Roger felt as if his body was ejecting through his cock as his throbbing balls sent a huge load of sperm climbing up the urethra until it spewed out the slit in his glans soaking the hessian bags and splattering all over his torso and even coating his face as he spasmed and writhed in abandon. The ejaculation caused Roger to tighten his sphincter locking onto Mike's thrusting boner and causing him to reach his pinnacle and the spoof exploded out of his engorged cock filling Roger's ass to the brim.
Mike screamed out loud and it reverberated around the walls of the shed as he arched up ramming his prick as far as he could into Roger and he jerked time after time as he pulsed hot sweet pearly cum into the warm dark mucus covered walls of Roger's anus. Roger was yelling at the top of his lungs," more mate give me all you have, fill me till it runs out my hole." Roger was so excited he powerfully lifted his ass up carrying Mike on top till only his shoulders were in contact with the makeshift bed . Their yells and screams of sexual fulfilment went unheard outside the shed as the wind and sound of truck and helicopter engines drowned out their frantic cries and shouts of sexual fulfilment. Their bodies collapsed back onto the bags as the high passed, both were panting heavily sweat pouring from their bodies washing the accumulated soot and grim from them as it oozed from their pores.
Mike moved so that his head was down near Roger's stomach and his tongue tentatively touched the pool of jism in Roger's navel he dipped into the warm pearly offering then withdrew his tongue and tasted the sweet salty juice. He then dived his mouth onto the pool and suctioned the remaining cum into his mouth holding it as he licked his way up Roger's writhing body till he reached the full red lips of his lover. He kissed Roger and their mouths opened allowing the mixture of cum and Mike's saliva to enter Roger's mouth, this mixture was passed back and forth until eventually they swallowed it revelling in sharing their juices.
As the boy's breathing slowed they began to return to normal and they could smell the smoke from the approaching inferno, this brought them down from their high quickly and the fears returned remembering the demise of their friend John.
The two trembling young men stood up and clutched one another as they sobbed their hearts out, the tears coursing down their grimy cheeks and running into the corners of their mouths filling them with their salty taste. They pulled up their blackened heavy denims zipped up their flys after tucking their flaccid cocks into their briefs and settling them comfortably, they did up their shirts and tucked them into the waistband of their jeans. They kissed once more as they clutched one another then resignedly left the shed as the sirens sounded on the fire trucks summoning the men back on duty after their rest.
The boys rejoined the crew they were assigned to and the men welcomed them back and tried to take their minds off the loss they had suffered and the awesome task ahead of this small group of valiant people pitting their meagre strength against Mother Nature at her most violent. The senior men were telling jokes and explaining the strategies that had been planned during the break. While the boys had been away the bull dozer had arrived and been joined by a road grader from the town, both these machines had been working non stop trying to create a fire break of bare earth to starve the fires momentum and allow the men to subdue the flaming monster that was consuming everything in it's path. Here on the flat ground with only grasses to ignite the fire hopefully would be stoppable as there were no trees to send burning trash and leaves ahead of it. The men were also spraying the dry grasses with their hoses to dampen the fuel and hopefully stop it igniting.
While the boys were lost in their sexual excitement a number of helicopters had arrived as well and these were dropping large quantities of flame retarding water onto the fires hot spots, even though the smoke was thick, the strong wind was keeping it low to the ground and not filling the sky to many thousands of feet. This enabled the aircraft to bomb with reasonable accuracy, it was having a slowing effect on the fire and breaking it's front into smaller advancing tongues. If ever the fire was going to be beaten down, this was the time so the men were feeling a little confident that maybe they could stop it here. When the firebreak was finished the tanker trucks had driven back and forth pouring water onto the edges of the cleared earth to form a damp area to increase the width of the firebreak.
The smoke became thicker and the acrid fumes burned the eyes and made throats sore as the fire approached, visibility dropped quickly till the fire fighters could only see a few dozen yards either way. Their line contracted a little so they could remain in sight and cover the ground better, if they were further apart the fire could sneak through the line unobserved. The bulldozer and grader retreated their job completed and they drove back out of the way of the fire trucks.
Suddenly there was the enemy racing through the grass, showers of sparks like fire works racing ahead of the flames an awe inspiring and frightening sight. The men swung their hoses quickly into action spaying these little harbingers of disaster into extinction as the water batted the sparks down onto the damp soil. The untold multitudes of tiny embers were put to death by the swinging hoses as the crews worked frantically in the heat and acrid smoke.
Behind the main line of fighters on the down wind side of the cleared earth was a line of local volunteers, men women and older teenagers armed with hand sprayers wet mops hessian bags nailed onto wooden handles.
These were residents of the township and local farmers all out to do their bit in the battle to save their homes, any sparks that got through the main defence line were quickly beaten to death before they could get a grip on the dry parched grasses. Overhead was the constant welcoming racket of the helicopters racing back and forth from the lake in the town, where they filled their large buckets and carried them back to dump hundreds of litres at a time on the flames.
The fire reached the bare earth barrier and the fire faltered under the frantic assault from the fire line and the air, it was frantically trying to break through but the quick work of men and machines beat it back time after time till it fell back and began to die in a stinking, smoky, steaming blackened mess. The people gathered together cheering their teeth gleaming in their blackened faces as they swatted one another on the back, hugged and danced cheering with joy. The mopping up began after a few minutes of letting off steam and the townsfolk retired to the local hotel to drink to the heroic efforts put in by all.
The local fire brigades stayed on the job dousing burning tree trunks which were smouldering around the edges of the devastated charred forest, to ensure that they would not flare up sending their sparks out to start the fire over the break. The crew on Roger and Mike's truck all boarded the truck and left to return to the area where their friend's truck was caught and incinerated by the fire. The truck growled and whined up the mountain to find the location of the disaster, the blackened hillside still wreathed in acrid fumes and smoke. Small willy- willys like miniature tornadoes raced through the area caused by the intense heat swirling soot and blackened debris into the air, even the truck's passing caused a wind of black soot to rush into the air.
The truck was soon almost as black as the surrounding countryside and the driver had to switch on the windscreen wipers and washers to clear the opaque glass so he could see where he was driving. The trucks flashing emergency lights were reflecting back off the fog like smoke enveloping everything, their red and blue the only colour to be seen apart from the odd burning tree trunk with it's accompanying shroud of flying sparks. They soon reached the fire trail through the ebony forest and turned up it driving slowly in low gear till they saw the smouldering shape of their sister truck, it was almost unrecognisable as all the fibreglass body work had been melted and burnt away.
It stood there a metal tombstone to the crew who died so terribly in the searing fire ball that took them away from their friends and family. The truck stopped with a squeal of brakes like a cry of pain, echoing the feelings of the men on board, as if it too was mourning the death of it's sister vehicle. It rocked on it's springs as if trembling with sorrow and shock , the men dismounted and approached the smoking smouldering mess, the stench of burnt flesh and fibre glass filling their nostrils.
Three bodies were still inside the destroyed cabin, the driver hunched over the remains of the steering wheel, and the other two were melded together arms locked about each other's shoulders as they had cringed away from the approaching wall of flames.
The men began to search the blackened ground and there was another body scrunched up into the foetal position beside a large tree a few feet from the truck but no sign of the fifth crew member. They spread out peering through the choking fumes and smoke their breathing laboured as they moved slowly searching for their last mate. Roger approached a large log lying prostrate on the ground, it was obviously the remains of a long fallen giant, and as he neared the large black bulk he spotted something yellowish pressed against it's rough exterior.
He ran across and bent down to find John lying there almost unscathed but dead obviously from the heat and fire, his hair was gone, eyebrows missing but otherwise apart from soot, he was unblemished, John's teeth were bared in rictus and he looked in pain. Roger squatted down and lifted John's body onto his lap cradling his head in his hands and wept copiously, his tears slowly washing the soot from his friend's handsome face. Mike looking for Roger saw the bent body sitting hunched next to the log and as he approached he could hear Roger's wailing cries as he sobbed and rocked back and forth holding the limp body, once so full of life and vigour.
Mike ran to Roger's side and saw what he held so tenderly he too burst into tears as he saw John's body lying limply across Roger's legs. He sank down clutching Roger and John as he wrapped his arms around them both adding his tears to those already flowing onto John's tortured unresponsive face. The truck Captain noticed Mike rush across and saw what was happening he called the other men and they immediately moved over to bring the two distraught boys away. Mike and Roger resisted their efforts strongly and told the men to " Fuck off away from them." The captain gestured with his head telling the guys to back off for a while to let the boys cry it out of their systems.
The boys sobs slowly diminished and they slowly stood up and bent down to lift John's body between them as they slowly carried him back to the truck, Roger held John while Mike clambered aboard onto the back seat of the truck then he turned and clutched John under the arms and he lifted as Roger pushed till John was inside the cab, Roger then climbed up and joined Mike as they lay John across their knees. They quietly sat there studying their friend's lifeless body, studying his face and body as if to imprint it on their memories. The captain meanwhile was radioing for the police to attend the scene and remove the charred bodies from the area, he then walked away leaving the two boys alone in their grief.
Mike's hand slowly felt it's way up to his friends groin where he caressed John's limp penis and balls the tears again starting to flow as he remembered the life force that once flowed through that limp piece of flesh and the glorious juice that was generated by the egg sized gonads lying there in that soft sack. Roger was kissing John's eyes, nose and the tortured lips, once so soft and eager to kiss his friends and suck the vital juices from their rampant cocks, Roger's body was wracked with shuddering sob's.
Neither boys cocks were erect their emotions were of sorrow, deep and hurtful at the loss of their friend and the joys that were not going to be there in the future as they matured together. Then both boys turned as one and kissed deeply as they sobbed clutching John to them, Roger's hand was inside John's shirt caressing his pectorals and feeling his unresponsive nipples that once used leap erect at the slightest featherlike contact. As the shock wore off it was slowly sinking in that their friend was no longer with them and would never respond to their love or ministrations ever again. Their feeling of total devastation matched the scene surrounding them in the burnt out bushland.
The police arrived and took charge of the scene but allowed John's body to be removed in the truck with his friends as they could see there would be a big problem removing the inert body from the clasp of his two friends. The Captain showed the police where John's body was found and it could be seen easily as the trash and leaves under the body were unburnt and clearly showed the position of the body.
The truck moved out and began the long journey down the mountain as Mike and Roger bounced around clutching John as his limp body moved and trembled from the trucks movements. It was almost as if life was returning to the flaccid form of John's body, the boys sat there staring at John but their eyes were blinded with tears, which still coursed down their cheeks.
Eventually the truck reached the town and it pulled up outside the local bush hospital, where the staff alerted by the police to expect their arrival as they had to remove the body from the truck and store it in their small mortuary, prior to an autopsy being performed. The boys resisted the removal of their friend's mortal remains but the hospital staff were used to these situations and convinced the distraught boys that John had to be placed in the cool storage. Mike and Roger sat there like zombies as John was slowly removed from their care and placed on a trolley then wheeled away into the hospital. The doctor in charge checked the two boys out and suggested they climb out and come inside the hospital, once he got them inside he sat them down and told them to rest for a while, he asked a nurse to get them cups of tea,
The boys sat there for a short time then began to react to the tension and shock of the day as they began to shake and the doctor came back and ordered them to lie on the beds in the emergency department. He left and returned to administer a tranquilliser to the boys and shortly their eyes closed and they fell into a deep sleep. Their bodies were tossing and turning as their minds relived the horrors they had experienced groans issuing from their lips at the memories. Till finally the drugs took control and they dropped into dreamless sleep their tortured young bodies finally at peace after so long.