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  • Johnny Meets Dennis ch 5

    Written by anonymous. Edited by MaX

    Johnny Meets Dennis

    Chapter Five

    I opened the box mom had dropped from the plane, grabbed two chocolate bars, unwrapped them, then placed them near the fire to soften.

    “What are you doing?”

    “You’ll see, Dennis. Just stand there by the fire and dry off.”

    When the chocolate had half melted, I started rubbing it over his chest and nipples, then down his stomach. I put some in the palm of my hand and smoothed it all over his throbber. There is a little bit left, so I wiped it over his nose and lips.

    “What about my ass?”

    “Are you kidding? It’ll look like shit. And I saw enough of yours today to last me a lifetime,” I grinned.

    “Yeah,” Dennis cracked, “I guess it wasn’t such a great idea.”

    I began by licking the chocolate off his nose, then off his lips. He opened his mouth and we tongued for a minute. I was getting way fucking horny already. I moved down to his chest and licked it clean except for his nipples. I wanted to save them. Woohoo! I bent my knees slightly to get at his stomach. I could feel the chocolate smearing all over my face as my tongue worked its way down to his navel and just above his pubes.

    “I’m gonna blow my fucking load if you don’t hurry up, Johnny.”

    “You do and I’ll never speak to you again. Now, shuddup and lick my face clean.”

    Dennis sent his hot tongue all over my nose, cheeks, eyes and mouth. The smell of his spit mixing with the chocolate was so fucking wild! When he was done, I sucked his chocolate-coated nipples which felt so totally cool between my lips. Each one was hard and erect, like a little boner.

    Now, it was time for the grand finale! I knelt on the ground in front of Dennis, put my flat hands on his hips and licked the glistening pre-cum forming on the surface of the chocolate. I wanted to tease him a little so I tongued his balls and around his inner thighs. His throbber was as hard as steel. I could hear him mumbling something about ‘awesome’ which made me laugh.

    Instead of licking the chocolate off his boner, I opened my mouth wide and didn’t close my lips around his shaft until his pubes were pressed against my nose. Then I drew my head back all the way to his swollen knob. I used my hand to signal him to start fucking my face, which he did. He grabbed hold of my head and began thrusting his hips backward and forward while I worked my tongue and lips. His meat was ramming my throat and causing me to gag like hell, but it was OK. I breathed through my nose on his backstroke.

    He was right. It didn’t take him long. I felt the head of his cock slam the roof of my mouth and his fingers grip my scalp. I tasted the first of his bursts of thick cum, then the second. They were firing like a machine gun fitted with a silencer. He was screaming his lungs out and calling “My Johnny” as his tight balls emptied. “Ohhh! Fuck! Johnny! Jeez! Johnny! Fuck! Ahhhhh, Johnny!!!”
    The flavor of his salty juice mixed with the chocolate as it slid down my throat. It totally ruled! I swallowed like crazy to keep up with his aggressive eruptions. Finally, his body sagged. His huge meat slid out of my mouth and hung lazily in the air. I licked it clean as it slowly softened.

    “Fuck, Johnny. I’ve never had sex like this before. You rock, man. You’re so fucking rad! Whoa!”

    “Y’all come back now.”

    When Dennis had regained his strength, he started rubbing the melted chocolate all over me. This time, though, he got me to turn around so that he could smear some on my buns. “Don’t worry, Johnny, I won’t think it’s shit. I don’t have an imagination as vivid yours.” I felt his fingers sliding up my ass crack which made me laugh. This dude rocked big time.

    Dennis followed my example and started with my face, all over. We paused to tongue again for a little while. He worked his way around my chest, but left my nipples ’til last. Then he went down on my six pack and stopped just above my little patch of blonde pubes. He came back to my nipples and sucked them like a baby. It felt so damn cool to have him loving me like that.

    “Turn around, Johnny.”

    I leaned forward, parted my globes and rested my hands on my bent knees. The warm wetness of his tongue felt so fucking awesome as it poked and slid around my ass and finally into my hole. It made me feel like somebody really special to him. I was way happy to be pleasing Dennis.

    When I turned around again, I cracked totally. His face was covered with chocolate. He looked like some primitive cannibal dude. I licked it off, slowly, pausing occasionally to enjoy his smiling eyes.

    I ran my fingers through his hair as he knelt before me. My six inch chocolate bar pointed at his faced grinned as the firelight twinkled in his soft eyes. He made this whole trip seem like I was some kind of god to him. It was a fucking way cool feeling.

    I watched my throbber slide between his lips and felt his tongue working my shaft and piss hole. He was sending awesome sensations through my whole body like I was wired. I increased my grip on his head as I realized my rush of boy juice was about to erupt. I pulled his face hard against my crotch and let my solid meat spit out its sticky load. “Ahhhh, Dennis! Fuck!” My strength left me. My knees buckled. I shot wad after wad down his throat. I could hear him gagging and swallowing as my balls emptied their thick milk into his face. Fuck, this was so excellent, I didn’t want it to stop!

    A short time later, we stood and hugged with our semis pressed against each other’s stomachs. I let my piss go. Dennis did too. We felt the heat of our pee on our chests and splashing on our naked feet. There was something totally cool about doing that. It sort of bonded us as if we were claiming each other as our territory.

    “One night and half a day to go, man,” Dennis whispered in my ear.

    We held each other tighter and enjoyed the warmth of our bodies, and the strong scent of our combined piss in our nostrils.

    The rest of the night was spent swimming in the pool and playing games. Dennis would disappear every now and then and make me search for him. He would always surprise me and yell “boo!”. He kept scaring the fucking shit out of me in the blackness of the night. But, eventually, I got even.

    “Where are you, Johnny?”

    “Over here babe.”

    “Where’s over here?”

    I moved a few yards to one side. “Over here.”

    “Fuck you, Johnny,” he giggled. “I can’t see a damn thing!”

    I waited ’til I could hear him just a few feet away, then silently lowered myself into the water, crouched on the bottom and sprang up with my arms outstretched. “BOO!” I scared the fucker so much he fell back into the water and splashed about like a hooked marlin. It cracked me up so much, I could hardly breathe.

    We put some more wood on the fire and decided to call it a night. We were both totally wrecked. Just before we fell asleep in each other’s arms, Dennis handed me an egg. “You might need this in the morning, dude.”

    Throughout the night, I kept waking. My sleeping bud had his head on my chest. I played with his hair and rubbed his back while I thought about mom and tomorrow. I was excited about going home but, at the same time, I had become attached to this island – and to Dennis. I was both sad and happy at the same time.

    I must have dozed off because, when I woke again, I saw the first signs of daylight creeping across the blue-black sky. The birds were squawking in the trees and the fish were jumping in the pool. Dennis woke a minute later and started running his tongue over my pecs and nipples. He worked his way down to my morning piss-boner and kissed it. “Good morning, Johnny Dick”, he laughed softly.

    He rolled off me onto his back and brought his knees up. I broke the egg and smeared the white all over my hard meat, and then some around his asshole. He watched me doing all of this without saying a word. I used my fingers to lube and relax his hole.

    I knelt between his knees and slowly pushed my cock into his waiting ass. It felt fucking wicked. When it was all the way in, I laid on top of his chest and gently kissed his lips.

    “Fuck me, Johnny.”

    Dennis reached down and grabbed hold of my globes. I held his head and kissed his open mouth as I pumped his slippery hole. His ass muscles gripped my throbber like a vice. I started fucking harder and snorting through my flared nostrils as the excitement built. My whole body was electrified. I grunted like a wild beast with every thrust of my hips. I could feel my avalanche of boy cum about to roar down the mountain, totally out of control.

    His probing tongue was half way down my throat when I groaned like I’d never groaned before. His hole tightened even more around my shaft as I shot the biggest load of my life into his ass. I could feel his hands squeezing my buns as my back arched. My whole rock-hard, six was inside him, exploding its torrent of boy juice. Our teeth bumped. Our pressed lips were bent out of shape. Our tongues embraced. Our heavy breathing was incredibly rapid and steamy. Then I felt my stomach sliding over his hot, creamy cum.

    I slowly let my dick slip out of him, then moved forward a little so that our cocks were side by side as we let our morning piss go. It lasted a long time. Our golden liquid squirted up our stomachs to our chests as we kissed and hugged. It felt warm, wet and totally excellent.

    It was great to use a tooth brush again. Mom had packed one in the box with one of those little toothpaste thingies you get in motel rooms. There was only one brush so Dennis used it after me without even cleaning it. Mom had also packed a cake of soap. We lathered each other up in the pool until we were scrubbed as clean as two whistles. For breakfast, we each had a mango and two bananas.
    Our clothes were dry by now. “It’s gonna be strange wearing clothes again, Dennis.”

    “Yeah, I’m not looking forward to it. Life should be like this all the time. Being nude rocks, especially where you’re around.”

    I had to admit it, I was proud of my body. My all-over tan looked pretty cool. I did some poses like those muscle dudes do on the tube. Then I got an idea. I ran to the edge of the jungle and got a small leaf and a piece of vine. I made a quick loin cloth thingy and tied it around my waist. Then I attached a piece of vine to the bottom of the leaf and ran it between my legs and up my ass crack. I asked Dennis to sit on a rock and watch the show.

    I bent my arms and made fists so that my biceps pumped up like small footballs, then I swiveled on my hips to show my lats sticking out from my ribs. I bent my legs to make the muscles above my knees bulge. And they weren’t the only things that were bulging. The way Dennis was looking at me made my cock get as hard as hell.

    “That’s so fucking sexy, Johnny. I’ve seen your dick practically every minute since we’ve been here, but now that it’s hidden behind that leaf, it’s driving me fucking crazy.”

    It pleased me to hear him say that. I loved to show off. I turned around and showed him my back muscles. I remembered how Paul at home had often said he liked the way my body formed a V shape from my shoulders down to my hips. I squeezed my ass muscles to put dimples in my buns. Then I stepped a few paces backwards and wiggled my ass in his face.

    “Fuck! Johnny! I can’t take much more of this!”

    I turned around and asked Dennis to take off my loin cloth, but s l o w l y. He untied the knot in the vine and looked up at my face. We were both grinning like Cheshire cats. Then he gradually slipped the leaf off me until my boner bounced out and slapped him in the face. I watched him lick my pre-cum.

    It was only an hour before that I’d fucked his ass, but I was way hot again. “I’ve got plenty of cum, Dennis if you’re hungry,” I laughed.

    He slid his tight lips along my shaft all the way to my blonde patch, then back again to my knob. I took hold of his head and started fucking, nice and slow, so that I could enjoy his tongue working my bursting meat. I thought how I could do this all day, every day, and never get tired of the thrill that wired my whole body, but especially around my crotch. It was a real fucking turn-on to watch his face as I fucked it. He made me feel like a boy god, especially after he’d lusted after my body while I was posing. My cock and balls became the center of the whole universe.

    After a few minutes, my hangers tightened and the rush began. Dennis gagged and swallowed as my hot boy juice filled his mouth. His tongue was wrapped around my exploding cock head as I emptied my balls dry of their sticky milk. Fuck that felt way awesome!

    “I’ll blow you now babe.”

    Dennis grabbed the last of the eggs. “No, I’ve got a better idea.”

    We made our way through the jungle to the beach. It was a hot morning. The sand was its usual brilliant white and the sky was the bluest of blues, except for a few fluffy, white clouds that punctuated eternity. I paused to savor the fresh smell of the salt air and the pounding of the waves, since this was our last day here. We walked into the surf until the water was just above our knees. Dennis was behind me. He put his hands on my waist.

    “Here.”

    “Huh?”

    “This is where I want to fuck you for the last time. Here, with the waves crashing around our legs and our feet in the sand. Here, in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by all of nature. I want this to be so fucking special that I will never forget it for as long as I live.”

    I felt Dennis wiping my ass with the egg white. I wanted this to be special too. I wanted to remember it all my life. I looked around at the sea and the sky and thought how incredible it was to be fucked by somebody as awesome as my island bud. We were somehow alone together, but in full view of the whole of nature. This was such a wild idea!

    Dennis put his flat hands on my pecs. I felt the head of his throbber touch my waiting hole. He eased it inside me, gently, as I relaxed my muscles. His chest and stomach were pressed hard against my back. Then he started to fuck me. The feeling of his iron-hard meat sliding in and out of my ass as the waves broke over our stomachs was totally excellent. I was hoping he would take forever to blow his load. He must have, too, because he would stop fucking occasionally to massage my chest and nibble my ear lobe. Then he would resume pumping my ass again.

    His mouth was right alongside my ear when he roared like a hungry lion. The only other sounds were the pounding of the surf and the squawks of a few gulls. His grip on my heaving chest increased as his fingers gripped my pecs. His breathing sounded like he was weeping. I squeezed my ass muscles around his shaft as it pumped backward and forward. He was deep inside me when he filled me with his thick, powerful jets of love juice. “Ohhhh, Johnny!”

    We walked to the edge of the surf and rested on the wet sand. The spent waves swirled their white foam around our naked bodies as we hugged and kissed for a long while.

    “I’ll never ever forget you, Johnny.”

    “I’ll never ever forget you, Dennis.”

    When we’d returned to the Johnny Hilton, we collected our clothes, mom’s box, River’s bottle and some other stuff. We were in no hurry. We wanted to remember ever detail of our stay here. The spring-fed pool, the frogs, the fish, the fire, the bed, the jungle, the oven. We knew we would never see all this again, but it would stay in our memories until the day we died. The guys at home were never gonna believe this story, I thought.

    We were both pretty quiet – deep in our private thoughts – feeling kind of sad about leaving this awesome place. I marked a spot on the ground and stood there. Dennis looked at me for a moment, then marked another spot about four feet away. We faced one another and pissed all over each other’s bodies. It felt so damn funky. After that, we took our last dip in the pool.

    The ship looked like a black speck on the horizon when we first spotted it. We sat together on the beach waiting for our rescuers to arrive. I started to think about mom and my frat buds. I guessed it was impossible to stay here forever, but I was glad for the time that I was able to spend with Dennis. He ruled.

    We waited for the last possible moment before we put on our clothes. They felt weird and restrictive. It made me wonder who invented clothes and why. We saw the small launch being lowered off the side of the anchored ship. It was a cargo vessel with big containers stacked all along the deck. The main superstructure was at the stern.

    “Well, Johnny, this is it, man.”

    “Yeppers.”

    We hugged until the launch was pretty close to shore, then walked through the breakers to meet it. The guys on board told me that mom was waiting for me back in Florida, and that the ship would take me to the nearest port where I would be flown home.

    Dennis and I stood on the deck of the ship as it sailed slowly away from Johnny Island. We didn’t stop looking at it until it became a speck, then totally disappeared from view.

    “I’ll never forget you, Johnny.”

    “I’ll never forget you, Dennis.”

    THE END


  • Johnny Meets Dennis ch 4

    Written by anonymous. Edited by MaX

    Johnny Meets Dennis

    Chapter Four

    Dennis was a few yards ahead of me as we made our way along the beach back to camp. We didn’t bother collecting our clothes. We felt free and way cool without them. As we walked, I couldn’t help noticing his wicked, bouncing buns and wondering what it would be like to fuck the shit out of that cute ass. At one stage, he bent over to check out a shell. I watched his globes part and reveal his pinkie. Damn, it looked inviting!

    Dennis must have known I was checking him out because he stopped again a little further along. After he’d bent over to study another shell, he looked back at me between his legs and saw me eyeing his asshole. We both laughed.

    It was a perfect day. The sun was hot, the sand was brilliant white, the sky was blue, the palms were deep green, the sea breeze was cool and gentle. Every now and again, we’d run into the surf and catch a few tubes. We decided to walk the rest of the way along the edge of the water, leaving deep footprints in the wet sand, and letting the white foam swirl around our ankles as we ambled lazily along. When I looked over my shoulder, our footprints had vanished as if we’d never been there. This was paradise. It had no clocks. Every day was a Saturday. And I was here with my bud.

    Before we left the beach, we put the lobster and crab into the leaf-basket and filled the metal container with fresh salt water, then headed back through the jungle to camp for lunch. On the way, we collected some more bananas and coconuts.

    Dennis built up the fire before putting three small rocks in the center, about six inches apart and in a triangular shape. He then stood the container of salt water on the rocks to boil. He untied the crab’s claws while I held it from behind. “K, Johnny, drop him in the boiling water.”

    “Now? While he’s alive?”

    “Yeppers. And when he’s cooked, we’ll do the same with the lobster. It’s either that or drown them first in fresh water. A quick death is kinder, I reckon.”

    “And why are we using salt water?”

    “We don’t have any salt. It’ll improve the flavor.”

    It seemed so damn cruel but I did as Dennis asked and dropped the crab into the steaming, bubbling water. There was a kind of high-pitched squealing sound.

    “He would have died instantly, Johnny. That’s just the sound of gas escaping. Don’t feel bad.”

    “Makes me feel like becoming a vegetarian.”

    “Not me, dude. I like meat. Especially yours,” he laughed.

    For the next fifteen or twenty minutes, we took a swim in the pool. I practiced my butterfly and freestyles. Dennis sat on the bank and watched me for a while.

    “Poetry in motion, Johnny. You’re a great swimmer.”

    We took the crab out of the boiling water and placed it on a rock to cool. Then we untied the lobster and sent him to his watery hell. Poor fucker.

    “Listen!” Dennis threw a rock into the pool to silence the frogs. “Hear that?”

    “It’s a plane!”

    We ran through the jungle to the beach. As we arrived, panting like dogs, we saw a small plane flying low over the breakers. We waved. Somebody waved back. The plane then banked and flew in a wide arc over the ocean before it returned, cruising low over the beach again for a second sweep.

    We watched as something was dropped out of the cockpit. A little parachute opened. Underneath it was a small box. It landed gently not far from us. Dennis read the attached note while the plane circled once more.

    ‘Wave with two hands if you’re OK. Wave with one if you’re not. Inside the box you’ll find things you need. We’ve radioed the nearest ship. It’s about 24 hours away from you. Can’t land-beach too narrow and short. Good luck. I love you, mom xxx.’

    As the plane skimmed over the breakers for the third time, Dennis and I waved with both our hands. I was jumping up and down with excitement as mom’s face appeared at the cockpit window. She was crying happy tears. We blew each other a big kiss before the plane headed back out to sea. I watched it until it became a little speck, then vanished. Dennis and I hugged for a few minutes and let our tears flow freely. It was such a relief to know that mom was OK.

    “Well, Johnny,” he laughed through his tears, “now you’re not the only one who knows what I look like totally starkers.”

    Fuck! The lobster! Without checking what was in the box, we carried it with us as we raced through the thick, green undergrowth back to camp. We figured about 30 minutes had elapsed since we’d left, so about another 15 would do the trick. Meanwhile, we opened the box to see what was inside.

    There were bars of chocolate, biscuits, bread, tinned food, a can opener, bandages, medicines and….. I totally cracked when I saw what was on the bottom. I rolled around on the ground laughing hysterically. Clean underwear! Only mom would think of that!

    We lifted the lobster out of the boiling water and placed it on a rock to cool. Dennis used his knife to clean and prepare the crab while I warmed a can of potatoes in the still-hot water. Lunch was served on two metal plates. It was great to eat with a fork again. I was so hungry, I finished my food well before my bud had.

    “Congratulations, Johnny. This crab tastes awesome! Mmmm!” He moved alongside me and placed a piece of crab meat on my dick, then licked it off. I laid on my back, put my hands behind my head and let him arrange pieces of meat on my chest, six pack and blonde pubes. It was way fucking wild to watch him eat off my body. My rock-hard six, with its swollen knob, was lying flat across my stomach. He took the remaining few pieces of crab and potato and placed them in a neat row along the underside of my shaft. Every time he’d take a morsel between his lips, he’d smile at me as he chewed and swallowed. When the food was all gone, he ran his tongue around my balls, then sucking them while his eyes were fixed on my grinning face. Then he ran his tongue along the muscle under my throbber before lifting it off my stomach and rubbing my pre-cum over his lips. He crawled toward my face and kissed me with his cum-smeared mouth.

    “You wanna 69-er?”

    I gazed into his smiling, sexy eyes. “What gave you that idea, dude?”

    Dennis about faced and dangled his beautiful hangers over my face. Fuck, they looked so damn hot! I thought about all the delicious juice inside them. When I felt his warm mouth envelope my boy meat, I bent his solid cock down so that I could suck on it, while his sexy balls kind of draped over each side of the base of his shaft. His dick felt so damn hard and big in my mouth as I ran my tongue around the ridge of his knob, then poked it into his piss hole. The taste of his pre-cum was fucking wicked.

    While I kept my lips firm around his monster, and my tongue working his head and shaft, Dennis was doing the same to me and sending incredible thrills through my whole body. I opened my legs so that he could stick a finger in my hole. At the same time, he spread his cheeks. I ran my finger up and down his wrinkled pink hole and felt it opening and contracting. Then I watched my finger disappear up to the second knuckle.

    We both stopped sucking about every minute or so to make the blow job last as long as possible. A couple of times, I thought I was gonna lose it, but I managed to keep my load in my balls. Besides, I was loving the sight of his ass and nads, and the feeling of his rock-hard meat jammed in my mouth.

    Our timing was perfect. After about half an hour, I felt his ass squeeze my finger. Mine squeezed his. We both shot our loads. His was fucking incredible! I thought I was gonna drown in his cum before we’d gotten rescued! While I swallowed each of his sticky explosions, I could feel his tongue still working my tender head as my creamy wads of boy juice jetted into his mouth. It was totally wild! My muscles contracted. My back arched. We both shoved our boners deep into each other’s faces as our torrents reached their climax. Then we slumped and laid there in an upside-down hug for five minutes.

    We were too full to eat the lobster, so Dennis wrapped it in a couple of big leaves and placed it in a rock pool to keep cool and fresh for dinner.

    “I’ve gotta piss.”

    “Me too.”

    I suggested a game. We had to do something to pass the time, so this seemed like it would be pretty fun. We marked two spots on the ground where we would stand facing each other. We were about five feet apart. The idea was to see who could piss the furthest and, with a bit of luck, land his pee on the other dude.

    “Ready?”

    “Ready.”

    Dennis did pretty good. His jet landed a few inches from my naked feet. I waited until he was just about finished before I let mine go. I aimed my cock at a 45 degree angle and watched my thin stream arc toward him. It rose in the air and splashed down on his chest. Then I thrust my hips forward to get extra distance. It worked! Dennis had no choice but to stand there and let my piss splatter his face before it lost its power and gradually retreated. It was so damn funny I cracked ’til my stomach hurt.

    “You cheated, asshole.”

    “Did not babe.”

    We rolled around on the damp ground, wrestling and laughing. It was kind of horny to feel his wet skin against mine. I could smell my piss. Dennis finally got the better of me and knelt over my chest.

    “Guess what, Johnny?”

    “What?”

    “I saved a bit.”

    Before I knew it, he shot a few squirts over my face before he rolled off me laughing his tits off. I pretended to be mad at him but it didn’t do any good. The smartass fucker knew that I thought it was funny, too.

    We stored all our stuff under the overhanging rock and put more wood on the fire before we headed for the beach for a surf. We only had the rest of today and half of tomorrow on Johnny Island, so we had to make the most of it. That thought made me kind of sad.

    We stopped on the sand to take a dump. We dug two little holes and chatted while we squatted there.

    “It’s great that we’re being rescued tomorrow, huh, Johnny.”

    “I guess so.”

    “You don’t sound too happy.”

    “Well, it’ll be totally rad to see mom again and all my buds, but this place kind of gets to you, y’know.”

    “Yeah.”

    I had to laugh at Dennis when he’d said that because he had this strained look on his face as he squeezed out a big brownie. I was lucky the wind was blowing the other way. Ew!

    We covered our crap and ran down to the surf. There was something really rad about the feeling of squeaky dry sand between my toes. The waves were about four or five feet and there was an offshore wind. We dived under the breakers and swam out the back. It was so wild to know that we were the only two dudes there. Our own private nude beach! Even rich dudes couldn’t buy what we had.
    For the next hour or so we caught some rad waves and tubed lots. Then, the sky became dark with heavy rain clouds. We figured we were wet already so what the fuck. Even when the rain came down in sheets, we kept surfing. It kind of made it more fun, and the surf was totally wicked. The waves got so damn big they started scaring the shit out of me, but the thrill of their awesome power was worth it.

    When we’d finally emerged from the surf, we stood on the beach and took a fresh-water shower in the heavy rain. It wasn’t cold. It fucking rocked! We spent a while chasing each other around and wrestling on the sand. As soon as we stood up again, the rain washed our bodies clean. Our wet hair clung to our scalps. It was the bomb running around this deserted beach in a tropical storm, naked, and not giving a fuck about it. It made me think how peeps ran for cover from the rain in normal civilization. But, when you were free and naked, it didn’t matter. Skin is waterproof. Life could be totally wicked!

    The storm passed fairly quickly. Soon, we were dry again in the brilliant, late afternoon sun. We walked back to the site of the main fire and collected our clothes. They were drenched. It made us both crack to realize that if we were gonna live here forever, we would never need to wear clothes ever again.

    “Your tan has improved heaps since we’ve been here, Johnny. You looking fucking delicious.”

    “Cool. You can eat me later babe,” I grinned.

    As we walked back to camp along the edge of the swirling surf, I noticed something glint in the sunlight as it washed to shore. It was a bottle with a note inside. Dennis and I sat on the sand as we removed the cork and shook the note through the neck of the bottle. The note was hand written in ball-point.

    ‘Hi, I was on a beach at Monterey Bay near Santa Cruz, California, one day and decided to see what would happen if I put a note in a bottle and chucked it into the sea. If you find this, get in touch with me. I’d love to know where it ended up and how long it took. I wrote this on July 1, 1992. Best regards, River Phoenix. PS: Contact my agent to get my address.’

    “Fuck! River Phoenix! I’ve got his poster on my wall at home! This is so fucking rad!” Then I started to cry thinking that I could never tell him that I’d found his note.

    “Hey, Johnny. I know it’s sad, man, but you’ve got a really special thing here, man. This is priceless. You were meant to have it. If River is in heaven, he’ll be so fucking glad that you were the one to find this.”

    “Yeah,” I sniffed, and wiped the tears from my cheek. “I guess so.” I put the note back in the bottle and re-corked it. This was truly an awesome treasure. I looked up to the sky where heaven might be and hoped River was looking down at me. “Thanks heaps, River. This is totally cool, man.”

    When we neared the jungle trail that led back to camp, I turned to Dennis.

    “Hey, do you think they’ve got Harley Davidsons in heaven?”

    “Sure, why not.”

    “And cool shades?”

    “Sure.”

    “Cool. Because River wouldn’t wanna be there otherwise.”

    By the time we’d reached the Johnny Island Resort Hotel, it was pretty near sundown. The sky was a deep orange color and I could see the edges of the fluffy clouds turning reddish purple. We were both hungry again so we built up the fire and warmed the lobster. I opened another can of potatoes. “Hey, there’s a can of cream in here.”

    “Great! We can make lobster mornay. What else is in there?” Dennis found some other canned stuff and set about removing the flesh from the lobster. He mixed it all together on a plate. It looked excellent. When we ate, I put some of my food on my dick and let Dennis lick it off. He did the same for me. It was way fun to fool around like this. Teens knew how to be kewl.

    “I’ve got a great idea, Johnny. We’re gonna open a restaurant one day and serve food just like this.”

    “Sure, dude. I don’t wanna go to jail, man. I reckon there’s gotta be a law against nude boy waiters.”

    “Pity.”

    After dinner, we decided to play the piss game again but, this time, we made the distance between us a little longer. We shouldn’t have because both our piss streams fell short. Damn!

    It was still pretty hot and humid, so we took a dip in the pool. The moment we hit the water with two huge splashes, the frogs freaked and stopped croaking. The fish were probably bug-eyed too. “Who dat?” I reckoned they must have thought we were some weird aliens who’d arrived in a space ship.

    It was fun swimming around, though, because it was so damn dark once we got out of range of the firelight. It was the bomb goosing each other and playing hide-and-go-seek under the shiny, black surface of the water. Every now and then, Dennis would sneak up behind me and grab me around the chest. I could feel his boner hard against the small of my back. He was making me so fucking horny.

    “I love your pecs, Johnny. They’re like two slabs of hard muscle.”

    “They are two slabs of hard muscle, dude.”

    “Yeah. I love ’em.”

    “Let’s have dessert.”

    “Like what?”

    “Those chocolate bars. I’ve got an idea!”


  • Johnny Meets Dennis ch 3

    Written by anonymous. Edited by MaX

    Johnny Meets Dennis

    Chapter Three

     
    As we neared the entrance to the trail that meandered through the jungle to our camp, an idea popped into my head. I was as horny as a rhino. Dennis watched me as I used my hands to dig a small ditch in the sand. “Sit in there, man.”

    “What for?”

    “Just do it.”

    Dennis obliged and sat in the ditch. I covered him over with sand so that only his head was visible. It cracked me up big time, but it also made me hot. “Don’t move. OK? Just stay where you are. You’re my prisoner, Dennis.”

    “K. Whatever you say, dude,” he smiled.

    I planted my feet either side of his head, put my hands on my hips and made my seven inches poke out in the air. His eyes were totally focused on my crotch. Then I lowered myself slowly until I was squatting over his face. His warm, wet tongue licked my asshole with long, sensuous strokes that felt so damn cool! Sometimes he poked it around the sensitive center. The feeling was so damn nice that I stayed like that for a few minutes, just letting his tongue thrill me. I looked around at the deserted beach and thought how totally rad it was to have Dennis tonguing my ass on Johnny Island.

    “Do you mind if we call it Johnny Island?” I said as I moved back slightly and dangled my hangers over his mouth.

    “Cool with me. I was gonna suggest that anyway. You’ve got horny balls, man.”

    He lifted his head to lick my nads but I kept them just out of his reach. He stuck out his tongue as far as it would go. That really cracked me up and made my boner bounce. I moved my ass back over his face and felt his tongue enter me again. Fuck, that felt so wild! I enjoyed it for another few minutes while I slowly jacked off.

    When I got fairly close to shooting my boy load, I put my left hand on the sand to support my weight as I rubbed my balls over his face and stroked my hard meat with my right fist. Dennis sucked each of my balls in his mouth. The electricity running through my body was fucking incredible. Suddenly, I felt my torrent of juice coming like a stampede, and groaned. I aimed my throbber at Dennis and shot huge wads all over his face. They splattered his skin like little white bombs. Some went into his open mouth, some draped over his nose and cheek. When I’d jetted the last of my sticky milk, I put the head of my dick between his lips and let him suck the final drips.

    I laid on top of Dennis so that our faces were directly opposite. I took a few moments to study my pools of cum on his skin, then licked them off. Instead of swallowing, we played mouth tennis with my juice for a while before he let it slide down his throat, mixed with my spit.

    It was getting close to sunset when we decided to wash the sand off our bodies in the surf before heading back to camp. I was chest high in the water when I yelled, “fuck!”

    Dennis quickly closed the two yard gap between us. His face wore a worried expression. “What’s wrong?”

    “I’ve just pissed! Dammit! I forgot about saving it to piss on you!”

    Dennis put his hand on my brown hair and dunked my head under the surf. When I bobbed back to the surface, he was laughing his tits off.

    The fire at camp was getting a little low by the time we’d returned, so we heaped some more dry wood on it from our stash behind the beds. We checked the frogs in the rock pool. They were still fresh. Dennis prepared the frogs’ legs with his Swiss Army knife while I gathered some large leaves. Then I fixed the earth oven. We placed the meat in a large leaf, scraped coconut onto it, poured over a little coconut milk and arranged the bananas around the outside.

    “A dash of cum sauce, monsieur?” Dennis laughed as he started stroking his boner over our meal. His load was bigger than mine because I’d shot a heap into his face only an hour beforehand. He rolled and sealed the food inside the leaf and placed it in the earth oven. I heaped some hot coals over and covered them with dirt. We chatted while we waited for our dinner.

    “I’m gonna have to teach mom how to cook this stuff when I get back home.”

    “With or without sauce?”

    I cracked. “mom would kill me if she saw me jacking off over the dinner. Man, she’d spin out totally.”

    As night fell, both of us gazed into the flames, content to be lost in our own thoughts. I was thinking about mom and hoping she was OK. She’d be worried about me, for sure. I kind of wished mom could be here to share this adventure with me, but that would have spoiled the fun Dennis and I were having. I’d never experienced this kind of total freedom before, and probably never would again. Thinking about mom made me sad, but I cheered myself up by realizing that I had to make the most of this awesome experience while I had the chance. It was every kid’s dream. For one thing, we didn’t have to do the fucking dishes!

    I could have sworn I was eating chicken. The frog’s legs looked like little drumsticks and tasted way delicious. Dennis and I kept smiling and nodding at each other as we devoured our island feast, washed down with more fresh coconut milk.

    We both looked up to the stars at the same time.

    “Did you hear that?”

    “Yeah, sounded like a plane in the distance.”

    “Do you think it could be somebody searching for us?”

    “Could be. They’ll be looking for us, for sure. But they won’t see us because our main fire went out with the rain today. We’ll get it started again in the morning.”

    Dennis moved over and sat by my side. He put his hand around my head and held my face to his chest. I could hear the deep throb of his heart beating. I think he knew that I was crying a little bit but he didn’t say anything. He just held me and made me feel safe and wanted. I began to realize how important Dennis was, and how he had cared for me since the ship went down.

    “I’m sorry about what I did on the beach today.”

    “Sorry? What for?”

    “Burying you in sand and jacking off all over you like you were some prisoner or whatever.”

    Dennis lifted my head off his chest and stared into my brown eyes. “And you think I didn’t enjoy it? It was awesome! I loved it!”

    “You did?”

    “Fuck, yeah!”

    That was the signal for another wrestle. We rolled around on the ground, a mass of writhing arms and legs, cracking up big time. When he finally pinned me down, with his knees on my arms and his butt on my chest, I could see the firelight twinkling in his eyes. “C’mon, Johnny, give me a hand. We’re gonna fix the bedroom.”

    I helped Dennis turn the two separate beds into one large one. We got some more leaves and plumped up the ‘pillows’. We didn’t need covers because the air was so warm. When we were satisfied that we’d done a good job, we decided on a dip in the pool. The moment we hit the water, the frogs stopped croaking. The fish probably freaked too. The only sounds were our splashing and our laughter, until the frogs got used to our presence.

    Dennis dived under the shimmering, dark surface of the water and disappeared. This was my big chance! I swam to the bank and climbed on a rock. I stood there, waiting for him to appear so that I could piss on him. I waited and waited. Damn! He must have been playing some game. I freaked when I heard a voice behind me.

    “Johnny?”

    I turned around but couldn’t see anybody. “Where the fuck are you?”

    “Up here.”

    I looked up and could just make out the shadowy form of Dennis high up in the tree. Then I felt his piss splashing on my face. I started to move out of the way but thought ‘what the fuck’ and decided to let him enjoy his fun. When he’d finished, I dove back into the pool. A minute later, he joined me laughing himself stupid. “Gotcha!” he cracked, and roughed up my hair.

    After the swim, we sat around the campfire telling jokes and just having a neat time talking. Later, we took turns pretending to be pop stars. I grabbed a stick and made like it was a microphone. I sang ‘Mmmm Bop’ because I knew the words. I flared my nostrils and looked real intense just like Taylor Hanson does. But it must’ve seemed totally rad with me being naked and having a fucking huge boner singing Mmmm Bop. I reckoned Hanson would be a lot more popular if they performed nude with their hard boy meat bouncing around like mine was.

    Dennis did some Pearl Jam and Red Hot Chilli Peppers songs. He was great! I clapped and laughed all the way through his performance. I was sitting on the ground as he kept moving closer to me, waving his throbber in my face. He was getting me mighty hot, and he knew it.

    I didn’t know what time it was when we decided to hit the hay. Both our watches had gotten fucked in the sea when the ship went down. We heaped some more wood on the fire and went to bed. I was laying on my side while Dennis was pressed hard up against my back with his arm around me. His fingers were playing with my nipple and his boner was between my ass cheeks.

    “You wanna do something?”

    “Too tired.”

    “Me too.”

    We fell asleep.

    When I opened my eyes, it was just starting to dawn. The birds were squawking and an occasional fish broke the surface of the pool. The fire was barely alight, but it was still smoking. Dennis was awake too because I could feel his iron dick rubbing my globes and his hot, moist breath in my ear. He must have realized I’d just woken because he started to nibble my ear lobe.

    The awesome sensation of his hard meat against my ass was just too much to resist. My senses could hear it screaming for me to let it in, so I just automatically raised one leg. Dennis kept rubbing my hole with his boner for a while to relax my muscles. I raised my leg a little higher as a signal that I was ready for his throbber’s invasion. I felt his fingers putting something slippery into my hole. He told me later that it was egg white.

    My bud was gentle but I still had to grit my teeth as his monster slowly penetrated me. It felt so fucking huge! When he was all the way in, he paused and it started to feel easier. He put his arm around my chest again and asked me if I was OK. I told him I was, so he started to fuck me – slowly at first, then progressively faster. By this time, my ass muscles had totally relaxed. I was enjoying the feeling of his thick beef sliding in and out of me – and his power over me.

    After a few minutes, his grip around my chest tightened. His hot breath in my ear became louder and faster. He made a weird whimpering noise like he was gonna cry or something, then threw his leg over my hip and rammed his dick all the way home. He was groaning like crazy as he emptied his giant load of hot juice into my tight ass. I could feel his sweaty body sliding against my skin as he fucked the hell out of me in the steamy, tropical air. Finally, he slumped on top of me like a dead weight. His heavy breathing started to subside after a little while, and get back to normal. We just laid like that for maybe five minutes with his meat still inside me. I was like ‘fuck, that was so damn awesome!’

    It would have been great to have had something different to coconut and bananas for breakfast, but it tasted pretty cool and did the job. We took a dip in the pool again, and cleaned our teeth with sand on our fingers. I swam to the bank and heaved myself up onto a rock. I sat there looking intently at something held between my thumb and forefinger.

    “What are you looking at?”

    “This weird thing I found.”

    Dennis swam over to where I was. “Lemme see.”

    I waited until his face was right near my semi, then I let my morning sunshine liquid jet all over his face. My giggling made my cock bounce, and my piss splashed all over him. He was laughing, too. He just let it all happen until I’d squeezed out my last few squirts. Then, he dived below for a second, surfaced and flicked the water from his hair.

    “I thought you’d already pissed in the pool.”

    “Nah, man. I was saving it for a special occasion,” I laughed. “Gotcha babe! Woohoo!”

    It was time for more serious stuff so we trekked through the jungle and along the beach back to our original fire place. It was out, but the ashes were pretty dry. Dennis used a stick to dig a hole to the base of the fire and found some coals still smoking. He heaped a small pile of dry leaves and tinder onto them and fanned them with a big leaf. In a little while, a small flame appeared. We waited for the fire to take hold, then put the driest wood we could find on, little by little, until the fire was big enough to burn the larger pieces of damp wood. Pretty soon, it was burning really well, and sending a column of gray smoke high into the air.

    “Why don’t we light a fire where there’s more shelter from the rain?”
    “Because we’d set the whole fucking island alight. Anyways, it’s gotta be in the open for our rescuers to see it. And this is the best spot.”

    We left the fire and wandered through the jungle toward the other end of the island, breaking branches so that we could find our way back. I noticed a couple of trees that were different to the rest. They had fruit on them – a kind of yellowy, orange color. “Hey Dennis! Check this out.”

    Dennis came over to where I was standing. “They look like mangoes.”

    “How the fuck would mangoes get here?”

    “Same as everything else. Birds eat the fruit, then carry the seeds in their bodies until they shit somewhere. This is where some of them must have shit mango seeds – probably before you were born.”

    “Cool. Must’ve been big fucking birds, though!”

    Dennis used his knife to slice open one of the large fruit. “It’s a mango alright! Here, try this half.”

    It tasted totally delicious. The sweet juice dribbled down my chin and over my chest as I munched away. It was gone in seconds, so we had another. Then we got some leaves and vines and made a kind of bag so we could carry more of the fruit back to camp.

    Before going back, though, we investigated a small rocky peninsula. Something covered with weed was bobbing around in the wash in between two rocks. When I stooped to see what it was, Dennis joined me. He helped me lift the object and clean off the weed.

    “Perfect!” he yelled.

    “A can?”

    “This ain’t no can, Johnny. This is a cooking pot! At least, that’s what we can use it for. It’s just the right size.”

    The silver metal container was the shape of a cylinder and about as big as a bucket. It had a wide screw top. There was nothing inside. It was shiny and as clean as a whistle. It was probably stainless steel which would have prevented it from rusting in the ocean.

    “There’s gotta be crabs around here, Johnny. Let’s check it out. But, if you see one, grab it from behind if you wanna keep your fingers.”

    We dove off a ledge and searched the clear bottom amongst the rocks. By the time we’d gotten back to shore, I’d caught a crab the size of a plate and Dennis had found a big lobster. We used vines to tie the crab’s claws together and bind the lobster, then put the two creatures in the metal container filled with salt water and screwed the top back on. We were gonna have one helluva feast tonight!

    We checked the main fire on the way back to camp. It was burning like a furnace. We heaped on as much driftwood and leaves as we could find and figured it should burn most of the day. We would check it later that afternoon and again before sunset.

    “Johnny?”

    “Yeppers.”

    “When I fucked you this morning…”

    “Did you babe? When? I don’t remember dat!” I cracked.

    Dennis pushed me to the sand and dived on top of me. We were both laughing. He looked into my eyes. “You remember, alright. Did I hurt you?”

    “Noppers. Well, a little bit at first, but then it was OK babe.”
    “OK? Is that all?”
    “No, that’s not all. It was fucking awesome babe.” I grinned.


  • Johnny Meets Dennis ch 2

    Written by anonymous. Edited by MaX

    Johnny Meets Dennis

    Chapter Two

     
    I placed my hands on his knees and forced his legs apart. Dennis leaned back a little further so that I could see his wrinkled pinkie beneath his hangers. This was gonna be a killer dessert! I moved my face around between his globes and licked all over. I could taste and smell his horny odor as my tongue investigated every awesome nook and cranny.

    He started to groan softly. “Fuck, Johnny. That feels so damn good.”

    I didn’t bother answering. My tongue was too busy doing much more interesting stuff. He lifted his legs out of the water and placed his heels wide apart on the rocky bank. His buns were spread right open. I knew I wasn’t the smartest dude in the world, but I got the impression that he wanted me to get my tongue as far up his ass as possible. His hole felt warm and soft. He was totally relaxed so it was easy for me to push my face against his buns and eat him out. I had to stop all that probing after a while, though, because my tongue started to ache.

    That gave me an excuse to lick his balls. I loved the way they kind of bounced around with every stroke of my tongue. Then I lifted his throbber off his belly and licked all the way up and down the underside of his shaft while my fingers played with his cock head. I could feel his slippery pre-cum.

    “You’re not falling asleep, are you, Dennis?”

    “No fucking way, man! This is totally fucking awesome! Don’t stop!”

    “K, just wanted to make sure, dude,” I cracked. I knew he was loving every second of my tongue bath. “How about my dessert now?”

    I got Dennis to put his feet back in the water and sit up straight. “Put your hands around my head and, when I pull back, you pull me forward. OK? It’s more like you’re fucking than just being blown.”

    As soon as I put my lips around his big, shiny knob, he pulled my face forward. Then I pulled back again, and so on. He was getting mighty excited because his fingers were digging into my scalp as we pulled and pushed. His hard meat kept slamming the back of my throat and making me gag, but it was worth it. Any minute now I was gonna get a truckload of hot dessert. I could already taste his salty pre-cum and it was totally wild.

    Every sleeping bird on the island must have lost half its fucking feathers when Dennis let out his almighty yell. It even scared the shit out of me! I felt his giant wads of juice filling my mouth as he pulled my face hard against his pubes and drained every last drop from his balls. I swallowed as fast as I could but it was almost impossible to keep up with his explosions of delicious creamy cum. Finally, his grip on my head relaxed and I just let his cock get lazy in my mouth.

    “I can’t believe how awesome that was, Johnny, he sighed. “Totally out of this world, man.”

    “Hmmphh hmmphh.” It was pointless trying to talk with a mouthful of his dick, but what I meant to say was ‘glad you enjoyed it, dude’.

    Dennis slid off the rock and back into the pool. He put his arms around me and gave me this huge fucking hug. He nearly crushed me in his enthusiasm to express his gratitude. “You’re just so awesome, Johnny. You rock.” Then he kissed me. It felt way cool to be held close to him like that.

    When it came my turn, I wanted to do something totally rad. I walked about ten yards into the jungle and asked him to follow after he’d heard me say ‘ready’. It was pitch black so he wouldn’t be able to find me all that easily. I hid amongst a bunch of big leaves and shouted. Pretty soon, I could hear him poking around in the darkness, while calling my name. He was cracking up something wicked and that made me laugh too. I put my hand over my mouth but it didn’t stop the muffled noise from escaping. His voice was getting closer. I felt something on my chest. “Shit!”

    “It’s OK, Johnny. It’s me, Dennis.”

    “Fuck, you scared the shit out of me! For a second there, I thought you might have been some fucking cannibal or whatever.”

    I am a cannibal and I’m going to eat you! Let’s go back to the fire.”

    “No, let’s do it here in the dark. It’s kind of spooky and exciting.”

    “But I can’t see!”

    “Do it by feel.”

    His hands started to caress my body. His fingers were like feathers, sending chills and thrills through my whole being. Dennis worked his way around my pecs and nipples and down my lats. The electricity made me arch my back and thrust my hard boy meat into the blackness. I felt his fingers run down my six pack and play with my patch of blonde pubes. He lightly stroked my rock-hard seven inches and played with my balls. Then I felt his finger enter my asshole.

    It was the most fucking awesome feeling to have my eyes open but not be able to see a damn thing. I was kind of shocked to suddenly feel my throbber being consumed by something warm and wet. I knew it was his mouth, but it was still a kind of mystery. I searched the blackness until my hands found his head. His lips tightened around my shaft and his tongue worked its magic on my piss hole. I started to get into a pelvic rhythm and fuck his face. I wondered if blind people enjoyed being blown as much as I was loving it right now.

    I could hear Dennis gagging on my cock but there was no way I was gonna let go of his head. I just kept pumping his face and bouncing my balls off his chin like it was gonna be my last blow job. It felt so fucking wicked to have his lips and tongue riding my boner in a place where no human had ever had sex before.

    The sleeping birds were about to lose the last of their feathers. I felt the rush of cum on its way and let out an unbelievable scream. Dennis must have been pretty low on air as I held his face to my crotch and jetted buckets of my boy juice down his throat. Every one of my muscles was tensed. I could feel my ass squeezing his finger as my balls emptied their prize into my bud’s mouth.
    After about eight explosions, the fireworks were over. I was exhausted. I leaned back against the tree and felt Dennis licking the last of my cum off my deflating cock.

    For the next few hours, we just laid on our beds talking about stuff. Every now and then, we’d put some more wood on the fire.

    “Did you put plenty on the other fire?”

    “Yeah, it’ll burn all night, I reckon. Do you think somebody’ll see it?”

    “I reckon they will. We’ll probably be rescued tomorrow.”

    In a funny way, I was disappointed to hear him say that. I didn’t wanna be rescued right now. Being here was awesome fun. I hoped we could stay for a couple of days, at least. Before we went to sleep, I was kind of pissed that we’d made two small beds instead of one big one. It would have been neato to cuddle Dennis all night.

    At daybreak, I thought I was having a wet dream but, when I opened my eyes and rubbed them, I saw Dennis kneeling over my chest. His ass was pointed at my face and he was sucking my boner. I could hear him swallowing so I guessed I must’ve blown in my sleep. I put my flat hands on his globes and rubbed them, using my thumbs to massage his hole. “I just had the most awesome dream, man.”

    Dennis turned around to face me, and sat on my chest. “Yeah? What happened?” he grinned. His boner was sticking straight up, just inches above my face. His balls rested on my collar bone.

    “I dreamt that I blew a bucket of my boy juice into this dude’s mouth.”

    “Who was it?”

    “Some dude who looks a lot like you,” I smiled.

    He moved forward a little and draped his balls on my chin. “You want eggs and sausage for breakfast, Johnny?” I opened my mouth as he lowered his nads so that I could lick them. It was so damn wild to wake up to the smell and taste of his crotch. My tongue worked its way around his hangers and up the underside of his shaft. Then I grabbed his throbber and put it in my mouth. Jeez! It was so fucking big!

    Dennis got on all fours and started to fuck my face as I laid there with my head on the pillow of leaves. All I could see was his stomach and pubes as his hard meat pumped me like crazy. I reached around to his ass and stuck a finger in his hole, and played with his balls with my other hand. My tongue worked his knob and shaft. Pretty soon, I heard him groan. It must have been a whole fucking gallon of his cum that exploded like some hot volcano. His cock head was ramming the roof of my mouth with every thrust as he emptied his balls with each jet of his thick, sticky juice. I kept swallowing until the last delicious drop slid down my throat. Finally, he rolled off me and laid on his side, gazing into my brown eyes. The grin on his face was a mile wide. “Thanks, bud.”

    Before breakfast, we put the ‘wok’ stone on the fire, then took a dip in the pool. The water was just the right temperature. Dennis showed me how to get some fine sand on my finger and use it like toothpaste to clean our teeth. That felt much better. It was amazing to be alive here. I mean, the whole island was alive. The birds were making a helluva noise, the sun was shining, the trees rustled with the breeze, butterflies fluttered about like they couldn’t decide which way to go and frogs croaked. Our laughter and splashing added to this totally unreal scene. If there was such a thing as Paradise, this had to be it … especially with Dennis here.

    By the time we got back to the fire, the stone was as hot as hell. Dennis discovered that the hard way when he put his finger on it to test it. I grabbed his hand, put his finger in my mouth and sucked on it for a moment. We just looked at each other and smiled. There was something in his eyes that said he wanted to know me forever.

    We didn’t have any oil to fry the eggs, so Dennis suggested we use our sweat. It had oil in it. That was an excuse to work out. We arm-wrestled and fooled around for a while to work up a lather of perspiration, then flicked it onto the stone. It evaporated instantly, but there was enough oil left to smear the cooking surface with a stick.

    The moment Dennis broke the egg onto the stone, it sizzled and sealed. It was only then that we realized that we didn’t have a spatula! Fuck! I sprinted to the edge of the forest clearing and grabbed the first bit of flat wood I could find. It worked perfectly. They were only small eggs so we cooked four or five each and ate them as they became ready. They tasted excellent! We washed them down with fresh coconut milk.

    It was still early morning, so we decided to check the fire back down the beach. On the way, we took a surf and caught a few tubes. I just couldn’t believe that it was possible for life to be like this. No school, no rules, no hassle. Just free to do whatever we liked. Every time I caught a wave, I thought of how many countless billions of waves must have crashed to this shore over millions of years, and yet nobody had ever seen them – except for now. It was a totally awesome feeling to think that we were the first dudes ever to set foot here.
    The fire on the beach was still burning pretty well, but we heaped a lot more driftwood and leaves on it, anyway. Then we checked the horizon. Nothing. Zilch. Just blue sky and blue ocean. Not a sign of human life. We wondered if anybody would find us.

    We spent the rest of the morning investigating the other part of the island. It was only small – maybe a few square miles – literally a dot on the map. I guessed, if you were to look down on it from the air, it was just a ring of beach shaped like an oval with a patch of green jungle in the center. There was a small mountain in the middle which would have caught the rainfall and caused the freshwater spring to evolve over time.

    On the way back to camp, Dennis got a little ways ahead of me. I sprinted to catch up. He looked over his shoulder and started to run. The race was on! I caught up to him and tackled his legs. We both came crashing down on the warm sand, laughing our tits off. We rolled around wrestling for a minute until I finally managed to pin him down on his back. I was laying on top of him and suddenly felt like a piss. I thought it would be totally rad to just let it go, so I did. He didn’t realize what was happening until he felt my warm pee on his belly. When the stream grew and hit him under his chin, I cracked totally. The look on his face was fucking priceless – then he started to laugh, too.

    We wrestled for another minute or so until he’d gotten me in a headlock. My face was pressed against his chest and I was looking down at his dick pointing straight at me. “I feel like a piss now, Johnny.”

    “No! Not like this, man! Fuck!”
    “I can’t hold it any longer, dude. I gotta let go.”

    “No!” I shouldn’t have yelled just then because the next thing I knew his piss was in my mouth. I closed my eyes while he peed all over my face, neck and chest. He was cracking so much, I could feel his chest heaving. When he’d finished the last few squirts, he let go of me and ran down to the surf. I followed. We cleaned all the sand and piss off our bodies, then walked back to camp. It was so fucking cool because we had our arms around each other’s shoulders and just chatted and laughed about stuff. It was totally wild to be able to like somebody and feel free to express your feelings without having to worry about other dudes looking at you and thinking you were weird or something.

    “I wish I could take this island back to Ohio, Dennis. I’d anchor it off the coast and we could come here as often as we wanted.”

    “That would be way cool, Johnny. Pity it’s just a dream, though.”

    “Yeah. Hey! Maybe we could buy it!”

    “Nobody owns it, man. Nobody even knows about it except us.”

    “Then it’s officially ours! Johnny! We should make a flag and stick it in the sand. We need a name for our ‘country’. Got any ideas?”

    “Piss Island.” Dennis sprinted off along the beach with me chasing after him. We were both cracking up again which it made it hard to run very fast. After a few minutes, we collapsed on the sand, too exhausted to take another step.

    When we’d gotten our breath back, Dennis rolled on top of me. His eyes searched mine for a while, then he kissed me lightly on the lips. It felt so safe and relaxing. As our mouths peeled apart, he looked at me again. He didn’t say anything. He didn’t have to. I knew what he was thinking. We just laid there, holding each other on the sand for a long time, enjoying the warmth and closeness of our naked bodies in the bright sun.

    It was early afternoon by the time we’d arrived back at camp. We’d collected some more bananas and coconuts along the way for lunch. It satisfied our hunger but I was hanging out for a steak or roast lamb like mom’s. I wondered how long it would take for somebody to find us.

    About mid-afternoon, storm clouds started to gather. Pretty soon, the sky was dark gray, almost black. We rushed around gathering as much dry wood as we could find and stored it under the overhanging rock behind our beds. We’d no sooner stock piled our fuel when the rain came down like I’d never seen it before. It was like a solid sheet of shimmering silver. The noise was like a huge waterfall. We were lucky that the ground sloped away from our ‘home’ to the pool, otherwise we would have been flooded. The sound of the rain was so fucking loud we could hardly hear each other shout – not that we said much. It was just so awesome to be sitting by the fire under our ‘roof’ and watching the heavens drench the island. No wonder it was so green and lush. Dennis explained that storms in the tropics usually happened once a day, and that’s why there was such an abundance of fresh water here.

    We could hardly believe our eyes when we saw frogs appearing on the ground. I didn’t know whether it was true that it ‘rained’ frogs or if they just kind of appeared when it rained. Dennis must have thought the same thing as I did. Dinner! Woohoo!

    We braved the downpour and collected as many frogs as we could. I felt bad about hitting them over the head with a stone, but hey, a guy had to eat. And I’d heard that the French ate frog’s legs, and that they tasted like chicken.

    We put the dead frogs in a rock pool to keep fresh and went back to the fire under the overhanging rock to dry off. In an hour or so, the storm had passed. It wasn’t long before the wetness had evaporated in the hot afternoon sun. It was so fucking humid and sticky we took a swim in the pool to cool off.

    We decided that the main fire must’ve been extinguished by the storm, so we trekked back through the jungle to the nearby beach where we used sticks to carve out a large SOS in the sand. It wouldn’t do much good at night but it was better than nothing. We figured we’d fix the big fire in the morning.

    While we were at the beach, we decided to take another surf. The salt water felt cool, fresh and exhilarating. It was so rad to be out the back bobbing around in the five-foot swell and being surrounded by more water than it was possible to imagine. We’d wait for a decent set and then swim like crazy when a good body wave started to curl. The tremendous power of those waves was totally outasight – it rocked big time to be carried at high speed by that awesome force in a tube toward the beach.

    After an hour or so, we staggered out of the surf and walked up the beach to a fringe of palm trees where we napped in the shade for a while. I don’t know how long I was asleep for, but I was eventually woken by another storm. I felt the rain on my stomach and chest. I opened my eyes and saw Dennis standing over me. There was blue sky above him. Then I focused on his dick. The prick was pissing on me!

    “You fucking asshole!” I jumped up and chased him down the beach. He zigzagged and darted off in various directions every time I got close to him. We were both laughing our tits off. When I’d finally tackled him and brought him crashing down to the sand, we were both too fucked to wrestle. We just lay there giggling like a couple of lunatics.

    “I’ll get even, man,” I managed to blurt out, in between trying to catch my breath. “I’ll get you when you least expect it, Dennis.”


  • Johnny Meets Dennis

    Written by anonymous.  Edited by MaX

    Chapter One
    “Are you OK, dude?”

    “Huh? Fuck! Where are we? What happened? Who are you?”

    “Just take it easy, man. The boat went down. I didn’t see anybody else, just you floating face down in the water, so I grabbed you and started swimming. I guess the current brought us here.”

    “Where’s mom? Where are we?”

    “I could hear other people a ways off. It was too dark to see. I figure your mom probably got into a lifeboat. I dunno where this is. I think it’s an island. Anyway, my name’s Dennis – Dennis West.

    “I’m Johnny – Johnny Rapid. I guess you saved my life.”

    “I guess so.”

    Dennis had a waterproof flashlight. He helped me stagger up the beach to a spot where there were some palm trees and grass. We were both totally exhausted. We slept like logs.

    When I woke next morning, the brilliant sunlight hurt my eyes. I thought I was dreaming when I looked around and surveyed all the sand, palm trees and blue ocean. I remembered something about seeing another dude during the night but I was alone now. What was going on? Where was I? Where was mom? I heard something coming toward me and turned around.

    “Hi, Johnny. You like coconuts? That’s all I could find for breakfast.”

    Dennis reminded me about last night and how he’d saved my life. He also reassured me about mom and the lifeboat. He said that if they didn’t find this island, they’d probably find another ship or something because they had all that satellite communication stuff. The captain had sent a SOS before the ship went down.

    “It’s only a matter of a day or two before they find us, Johnny, so don’t get your shorts in a bunch. OK? Which reminds me, our clothes are still wet. Let’s dry them on the sand in the sun.”

    We both got naked, spread our clothes on the sand, then started eating the coconuts. Dennis had one of those Swiss army knives. The milk tasted so fucking good. After that, we used the knife to scoop out the moist, white flesh. It was crunchy and delicious, and filled a big hole in my stomach.

    Dennis started building a small fire from driftwood. I watched him pile a few sticks together. He put one stick on top of another, then rubbed the first stick between the palms of his hands until a little wisp of smoke appeared. He piled some dead leaves on top, pursed his lips and blew air onto it. Pretty soon, a flame flickered. It was so neato to see that happen. This guy ruled!

    “Did you check this place out when you got the coconuts?”

    “A bit. I went over the rise there and saw a beach on the other side. It’s only a small island, I think. Probably not even mapped. Apart from you and me, there’s only a bunch of sea birds here.”

    “Where did you learn how to make a fire like that?”

    “I read it somewhere.”

    After Dennis had got the fire going pretty good, we headed down the dazzling white sand to the pounding surf. The water was so clear and clean I couldn’t believe it. The waves were about four or five feet, I reckoned, and we managed to catch a few tubes. I started feeling better about being here, as well as about mom. I kind of knew she’d be OK and that I’d see her again pretty soon. Besides, this was a fucking awesome adventure!

    Dennis and I raced each other up the beach to the fire. He won, the fucker, but only by a foot, and only because he shouldered me on the way and made me fall over. Then my new bud put some damp logs and green leaves on the fire so that they would smoke and send a signal to any ship or plane in the area. He said the damp wood would also take longer to burn so we could take some time exploring the island.

    “Do you work out, Johnny?”

    “Yeah, I do and I’ve got this chest expander thingy at home.”

    “You’ve got a great bod, dude.”

    “Thanks.” I pretended not to notice that he was staring at my dick. I didn’t mind, though. What was the point of having a biggie if nobody noticed it?

    “No need to wear our clothes, Johnny. There’s nobody here ‘cept us, anyways.”

    We walked along the beach for a while, then turned inland. Along the way, Dennis placed sticks like little arrows along the sand so that, if anybody came, they’d know where we were. After about ten minutes tramping through dense rain forest, and breaking branches so we’d know how to get back, we arrived at a fresh-water spring which fed a large pool deep enough to swim in. The air was hot and steamy, so the cool water rocked totally. It also tasted awesome. We splashed around in there like a couple of loopies for an hour or so. It was weird because we were having so much fun, it didn’t seem like we’d been marooned on some island lost in time and space.

    Dennis started another fire nearby under a large overhanging rock, almost like a cave. He explained that this was a good place to camp for the night in case it rained. Then he got a long, thin stick and sharpened one end on a stone.

    “Might be fish in here, dude. See if you can catch one while I go back and check the other fire. And keep an eye on this one for me.”

    I watched Dennis disappear into the thick, green jungle and thought how excellent he was. He’d not only saved my life but knew how to survive in the wilderness. He was also kind and caring because he made me feel safe. I was gonna have to make it up to this dude, somehow.

    I sat at the edge of the sparkling pool looking for some sign of a fish. Suddenly, I saw a flash of silver and threw the stick into the water. Fuck! I missed! A few minutes later, I speared lunch. Woohoo! I felt so damn proud! I didn’t know what kind of fish it was but it looked pretty good and, I guessed, weighed about a pound or more.

    While I waited for Dennis to return, I studied the local area and thought how fucking awesome this place was. It was like out of some rad adventure movie. It was totally green with a bright, blue sky and glaring sunlight. The only sounds were of the wind and the birds, and the surf maybe 500 yards away. For some reason, I started feeling horny about being here nude-kind of like Adam in Paradise. I figured I could get a quick tug in before Dennis came back. I wanted to do something totally wicked, so I climbed up to the top of the overhanging rock. From there, I could watch my load of boy juice fly through the air and into the jungle pool.

    “Don’t waste it, Johnny. I’ve got plans for that.”

    “Fuck, man! You scared the shit out of me!”

    “Sorry, man,” he laughed. “The other fire’s cool, though. I heaped a whole bunch of stuff on it. Did you catch a fish?”

    “Sure did!”

    “Come on down and show me. I’ve got some more coconuts and I found some bananas.”

    Dennis thought the fish looked excellent. “We’ll catch another one for dinner before the sun sets.”

    “We don’t have a frypan, dude.”

    “We’ve got something better,” he smiled.

    Dennis broke a big, wide leaf off a tree. Then he used his knife to scale and clean the fish. He placed the prepared fish in the middle of the leaf, scraped some coconut on it, added two bananas (in their skins) and poured some coconut milk over. “K, all we need now is some spice.”

    “Where the fuck are we gonna get spice?”

    “You were about to shoot it in the pool, dude.”

    “You mean my cum?”

    “Sure, why not? And I’ll cum on it too.”

    We both jacked off and splattered our juice all over the fish. I felt a bit geeky at first but my bud was looking like he was having a rad time so I kind of chilled. Then Dennis folded the leaf so that all the ingredients were sealed. He dug a small hole in the earth, scraped some of the hot coals into it, placed the leaf in, and then piled the dirt back over. “Ten minutes, max. Then we eat.” While we waited for the earth oven to do its thing, he made a couple of plates out of fresh leaves.

    The fish was the best I’d ever tasted – the tender flesh practically melted in my mouth, while the bananas and coconut gave it a kind of sweet flavor. It made me realize just how totally awesome this whole trip was. I couldn’t believe we were in the middle of nowhere enjoying food like some expensive restaurant would charge a fucking bomb for. K, so we were sitting on a couple of rocks in a jungle by a pool, and we were eating with our fingers, but it was better than any restaurant. In a kind of weird way, I wanted to stay here for a long time.

    “Dennis?”

    “Sup?”

    “You’re just too cool, man. I mean like you save my life and then you do all this stuff. It rocks totally. Like I owe you big time, dude.”

    “Well, Johnny, the alternative would have been to be here by myself. And, I can tell you, I’d rather be here with you,” he smiled.

    I suddenly got the feeling that Dennis liked me a whole bunch, but I didn’t know exactly what to say. “Thanks, Dennis. Thanks a stack. You rule.” I gave him a big, cheesy grin.

    “By the way, I forgot to bring our clothes back.”

    “Doesn’t matter, man. Who needs clothes in a place like this?”

    For the rest of the afternoon we tended the fire and used leaves and branches to make a couple of beds under the overhanging rock. We even made a kind of table with stones for chairs. Every now and then, we’d take a dip in the pool because it was so fucking hot. And the air wasn’t the only thing that was hot. When Dennis perspired in the humidity from making our jungle ‘home’, I couldn’t help looking at his skin which was all shiny with sweat. Sometimes he’d bend over to do something and I’d get a peek at his asshole and his balls hanging down, swaying in mid-air. And when we went skinny dipping, he’d heave himself out of the pool and stand on a rock to dive back in. I think he knew I was watching him because his dick was sticking straight out, hard as iron. He was being pretty clever, though, because he was pretending not to notice me gawking at him. It was like he wanted me to enjoy his body without my getting busted. I couldn’t help thinking what it would be like to have that big mutha of a cock in my mouth a

    And to blow him.

    I figured I’d do the same thing. I liked showing off my boner, so I climbed on the rock and stood there for a minute before diving in, limbering up my wet muscles – I liked showing them off, too. I purposely didn’t look at Dennis so that he could get a good, long eyeful of my hard boy meat pointed up to the sky. I was hoping he was thinking about blowing me too. I wondered if it might happen, but I wasn’t sure if he was gay or bi or whatever.

    Later in the afternoon, it was my turn to check the main fire back at the beach while Dennis tried his luck at catching a fish. The feeling of making my way naked through the jungle was the bomb. I had a huge boner all the way. When I got to the beach, I realized how alone I was. Just me, the sand, the bright sun, the sky, some birds and the sea. Whoa! It was so fucking rad! I stood there on the sand for a while, spread my feet apart and raised my arms like I was the only human being on earth. I let the piss jet out of my dick and watched it wet the fine, white sand and form a little puddle of bubbles before it was sucked into the earth.

    Then I squatted and took a dump. It was so wild pushing that brown lump out of my body in the middle of nowhere, like it was the most natural thing in the world to do. I mean, there were no walls, no door, no sounds of flushing, no plastic – nothing but me and nature. I stood up and looked at it, thinking how it must have been the first human shit on this island since the Big Bang. And I was the one who did it! I’d made history! Yes! I cracked up at the thought, then ran into the boiling, white surf to clean my ass. It beat the hell out of toilet paper. This was the way it was supposed to be, wild and free. Well, except for mom’s roast lamb and the comp back home.

    I put a heap of driftwood and green leaves on the fire and headed back to camp. When I’d arrived, Dennis had already caught a couple of good-size fish. He’d placed them in a small rock pool to keep them fresh.

    “Hi, Johnny. Hey, I went for a look-see around and guess what I found? Eggs!”

    “Cool! I love eggs! Fucking excellent!” The excitement of discovering so many cool things about this island was really getting to me. It was the bomb!

    “We’ll have them for breakfast, but I’ve gotta figure out a way to cook them. We don’t have a frypan or any kind of… hey! A hot stone on the fire! That’ll do it!”

    We searched around for a while and found a smooth stone which was flat on the bottom but with a concave surface like a Chinese wok. It was perfect!
    A
    As the sky turned a warm crimson with the setting sun, and the birds started to become quiet, Dennis put the cleaned fish in a large leaf. I helped him scrape on the coconut and arrange the bananas. I got ready to jack off.

    “No, Johnny. Let’s save that for dessert.”

    So he did wanna blow me! That was so fucking cool because I was hanging out to shoot my load. “You gonna let me blow you too?”

    “I’ve wanted to since we got here. You’re just so fucking hot, man. I’ve been aching to get your ruby wet lips around my throbber.”

    I watched him put the folded leaf in the earth oven and cover it over. “Are you gay, Dennis?”

    “I gotta tell you, Johnny, even if I weren’t, just the sight of you naked would make me wanna swap,” he cracked. “Your bod rules, dude. It’s just so damn sexy.”

    I’d gotten a huge boner as soon as those words had left his mouth. I wanted him to blow me straight away but I guessed we’d better eat first since the fish was almost cooked now. We used the spare time to heap some more wood on the fire.

    Suddenly, we were really close buds. It must have been because we owned up about wanting to blow each other. Anyways, Dennis had saved my life and cared for me, so I wanted to please him. When we ate, we picked up pieces of the cooked fish in our fingers and put it in each other’s mouths. It was kind of funny because we laughed a lot. It was way cool fun. Then we peeled the bananas real sexy like, and looked at each other with teasing eyes. Dennis opened his mouth. I slid the banana in between his lips and watched him suck on it. Then he did the same to me. I was like wow! I’m gonna get his hard meat in my face pretty soon and drink his warm, sticky dessert. I could hardly wait!

    When we’d finished our meal, there was still a pool of juice from the fish and coconut in the leaf. I asked Dennis to use his dick as a kind of spoon and feed me the soup. He knelt over the leaf, dipped his awesome throbber into the liquid, then held his dripping cock to my face so that I could suck it off his knob. He did that for a minute, then it was my turn. Watching his lips and tongue making love to my boy beef was so fucking hot, I thought I was gonna shoot my load right there and then. But I wanted to save it for later. I wanted to hear him gagging and swallowing.

    As late evening covered the forest like a dark, gray blanket, we could see the night sky. I’d never witnessed anything like it before. The air was so clear, the millions of stars twinkled brightly against the pitch-black background of endless space. The yellow moon hung lazily in a crescent shape. We just gazed at that totally awesome sight for a while, lost in our own thoughts.

    Sounds started to happen. Crickets chirped. The leaves rustled with invisible night creatures. Occasionally, we heard a fish jump out of the water. Good idea! It was still hot, so we decided to cool off with another swim. When Dennis dove in, the splash sounded incredibly loud in contrast to the night stillness. He surfaced nearby and wrapped his arms and legs around me. His eyes and face were faintly lit by the flickering fire some ten yards away. I felt his lips touch mine. They were soft and gentle and warm. Our boners were locked together, sending thrills through our bodies. We just floated in the cool water and enjoyed each other’s affectionate embrace for a while.

    “When would you like dessert?” he asked quietly.

    “Every ten minutes.”

    He cracked totally, then pushed himself away from me. “You’ll have to earn it, Johnny.” He disappeared under the shiny, black surface of the water. I waited for bubbles or some sign of him. I looked everywhere but couldn’t see a damn thing. “Over here, Johnny.” His voice came from somewhere behind me. I turned and peered into the darkness. I guessed he could see me because of the fire, but I couldn’t see him.

    As I swam toward his voice, my hand touched something under the water. I shit myself! Then I heard Dennis laughing. “You must want my cock pretty bad, dude.”

    “Don’t gimme that bullshit, Dennis. I saw the way you looked at mine.”

    We both swam back toward the camp. Dennis heaved himself out of the water and sat on the bank, dangling his legs in the pool. He leaned back on his hands and let his fat beef stand up in the night air. The soft firelight made his wet skin look so fucking hot! I took a moment to enjoy his wicked, sparkling eyes smiling down at me, then focused on his delicious, rock-hard boner.