Date: Thu, 7 Jun 2012 22:05:43 -0700 (PDT)
From: John McDonald <madmax212542007@yahoo.com>
Subject: Paradise Found - Chapter 2

This chapter contains graphic depictions of consensual  sex between males
primarily over the age of 21. If activity of this nature offends you, why
are you here?  If you are under age, come back when you've achieved legal
consent.  If you are a holy-roller looking for sinners to "save",
concentrate on your own life and let others live theirs.  Any similarity
between my characters and anybody else is purely by coincidence.  Enjoy the
story, and please offer comments to the email address at the end of the
chapter.


			Paradise Found - Chapter 2


"Whatever."  I re-wrapped the towel, took my clothes. put on my flip flops
and hiked up the trail to the house.  My head was exploding from the images
of almost doing something sexual out in the open.  What if a student had
been nearby?  What if my host family had decided to come back?  What if one
of my fellow volunteers had dropped by my village unannounced? What
if......what if........but he was smoking hot and I liked the idea that he
was attracted to me.

The house was small, but opulent by Palauan standards.  It was wood-framed
with corrugated tin covering the outer walls and roof. There were two
bedrooms about eight by ten, and a larger common room about twenty by
twenty.  When the girls were home, they slept in the common room with their
grandmother.  My bedroom was the northwest quarter of the house.  The other
bedroom belonged to my "brother" who was attending the University of
Hawaii.  I had seen a picture of him, and he was pretty foxy.  My "parents"
slept in a small room off the kitchen of the smaller, mostly open-air
building across from the house.  Each building was raised about a foot to a
foot and a half above ground on cinder blocks.  This had to do with the
rainy season, as I would discover later.

I heard the main door close as I finished dressing with my bedroom door
open.  Since nobody else was home, I didn't find it necessary to close and
lock my door.  Kelau appeared in my doorway.  First thing I noticed was
that the nipples on his awesome pectorals were erect, likely from the cool
water at the shower and the gentle breeze that evaporated the moisture.  He
stepped into my room and closed the door.

"I want you to stay in this space with me", he spoke quietly as he moved
closer to me.  My brain was spinning as my heart galloped inside my chest.
All of my defenses were crumbling as this super-sexy native guy stopped
about one foot away from me.  I swear I could feel the heat emanating from
his muscular body.  He took hold of my t-shirt and whipped it over my head.

"I want to feel your body on mine with no cloth in the way."

Kelau held my gaze as his arms encircled my waist.  He ground his crotch
into mine and moved his arms up my back.  I wanted to kiss those sensuous
lips so badly and he knew it.  Kelau licked my lower lip with his tongue
and then pounced on my mouth.  My arms went around his upper body and we
held each other in an unbreakable grip.  We explored each other's mouth
with probing tongues.  He pushed me against the wall and writhed against me
with his raging, horny body.

I maneuvered us to the edge of my sleeping mat that I had laid on the
floor.  We had handfuls of each other's hair as our faces remained
suctioned together.  Kelau lowered us to the mat and pulled me on top of
him.  He entwined my legs with his own and rotated us until I was on the
bottom.  I could feel Kelau's big pole throbbing against my upper thigh as
he resumed an oral assault.

"I want to fuck you so bad", he said gutturally when he pulled back from my
mouth.  I smiled, arched my eyebrows and said, "who's stopping you?"

For about two seconds, Kelau's mouth grinned wide; then his eyes grew round
as saucers; and then he latched back onto my now puffy lips and rolled us
onto our sides. I felt his strong hands pulling at my running shorts and my
briefs.  He wiggled out of his own pants and then got me once again on my
back.  We were both leaking pre-cum as the frenching resumed.  Kelau
thrusted his hard cock between my thighs as his hands and lips worked me
over from the neck upwards.  My own cock was at the bursting point
already. This super-sexy islander on top of me was a fantasy come true.

Kelau's lips moved from my mouth, down my neck, down my chest to my left
nipple, down my stomach until his chin hit my throbbing pole.

"I will now feed on you," he said very matter-of-factly.

And feed, he did.  Kelau took my pre-cum coated cock into his mouth and
worked his tongue around it.  He tugged and licked and sucked. Then he drew
me into his throat and gave me a massage with his powerful throat muscles.
It felt like he was attempting to draw my whole body into his mouth
cock-first.  Kelau gently squeezed my balls and that was enough to put me
over the edge.  I pulsed a pretty decent load into his mouth, which he
hungrily swallowed.  He did keep the last two jets of cum in his mouth, and
wriggled back up my body to my mouth to share the sticky juices.  Our lips
became slick with cum and saliva, and we found it difficult to maintain a
vigorous kiss without sliding into each other's cheek or banging noses and
chins together.

I was breathless from the oral workout as well as the violent ejaculation
Kelau had elicited from my heretofore virgin equipment.  As I lay there
panting, my native lover kissed his way back down my body.  This time,
though, he worked his way to my knees. When he arrived, he slipped his
hands behind my kneecaps and pushed my legs towards my head.  With my knees
bent and assed raised a couple of inches off the mat, Kelau made quick work
of pushing his tongue into my cherry ass.

"Shit, man, that tickles.  Come on, stop."  I protested to no avail as
Kelau readied me for the main event.  Looking back, I know now that he was
lubing me up for his fuck-hungry cock.

Kelau worked his tongue expertly.  His strong hands maintained a firm grip
on the undersides of my thighs, keeping me firmly planted on the sleeping
mat.  I tried twisting my body to get away from him, but it was no use.

I was able to catch my breath when he pulled his tongue back, but this
didn't last.  Kelau pushed my legs back until my knees rested on either
side of my head.  His hands continued to grip the bend in my legs as he
positioned his dripping cockhead at my virgin back door.

I felt the swollen head against my anal ring and began a voiceless panic.
Before I could make a single sound, Kelau clamped his mouth back over mine
and rammed his hips hard.  He punched through my anus and I blacked out.

When I awoke, Kelau was hammering away at my newly christened ass while his
mouth was suctioned to the right side of my neck.  I slipped both of my
hands between our chests and gripped his nipples with my two thumbs and
index fingers like a pair of pincers.

"Oh fuck, yes!!!" he blurted out on pulling back from my neck.  Kelau
power-drove my ass even harder at this nip stimulation.  I was able to slip
my legs around his slim waist and pull him in with a rhythm that matched
his thrusts.

"Oh god, Kelau; fuck me; fuck me good.................."

All he could respond with was a chorus of, "huh-uh, huh-uh, huh-uh" as he
continued to tame my wild, uncharted ass.

I had my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck.  We had resumed
massaging each other's tonsils with our tongues, and I could tell from his
breathing that he would soon explode inside my gut.

Then I felt it.  His pulsing fuck muscle caused a pressure against my
prostate as he filled my ass with his baby making juices.  He must have
jetted at least eight times before collapsing on top of me.  We rolled onto
our sides, me with one leg over his hip as his cock remained gloriously
hard inside me.

"That was too fucking fabulous, Kelau."

"I'm just getting started."

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As noted in the previous chapter, Palau is a real place in the South
Pacific.  It has been featured on the reality show "Survivor" several
times.

Your feedback is most welcome, and inspires me to relive an adventure from
36 years ago. Wish now that I hadn't burned my journals.  Oh well.
madmax212542007@yahoo.com