Date: Thu, 02 Oct 2003 03:58:38 +0000
From: Bobby Reardon <reardon_930@hotmail.com>
Subject: Survivor: Pearl Islands 2

You can see all the cautionary notes in part 1, but just as a reminder, this
is fiction and I am not speculating on the sexuality of the men involved.

Thanks for the e-mails, guys. I got a few, not as many as I'd hoped
considering the sexy men in this season. Please feel free to e-mail me and
tell me what you think. This chapter is still Ryan/Andrew. The next will
have Burton/Shawn. And here's a link to Ryan Jr. popping out of his shorts
during a challenge last week:
http://www.hunkvideo.com/cgi-bin/webbbs/webbbs_config.pl?read=49146

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Ryan always heard that men gave better blowjobs, but he never understood the
truth in that statement until this moment. Barely able to stand, his eyes
half-shuttered in pure bliss, letting out low-level groans at the grubby
stubble grazing his inner thighs, at the expert tongue circling his large
cock knob. Ryan packed a decent-sized piece of meat, but Andrew had taken
him easily, almost effortlessy. When Andrew deep-throated him, a smug,
greedy grin on his dicklicker lips, Ryan moaned his gratitude, his hands
twisting in Andrew's short hair. No girl ever stroked his thighs the way
Andrew was, or slid her fingers up the backs of knees the way Andrew was.
The pivotal moment neared as Andrew's long, nimble fingers danced across the
firm, pale planes of Ryan's ass. Ryan shook his head, trying to say no. He
wasn't ready for that. Anal sex, the ultimate domination of a man, fucking
and plowing as he backed his hard ass onto Andrew's even harder, demanding
scepter... The digits, so skilled, so demanding, slipped inside his hairy
crack anyway, luxuriating in the moist anal cavern. They began to spelunk a
clear path to his prostate.

"I-I can't..." Ryan whimpered. He pulled out of Andrew's mouth.  Andrew
chose not to pout or or whine. He simply licked the delicious cream lodged
near the left corner of his mouth and stood up. He had slipped his shorts
off during the early stages of the blowjob. He moved fast, and before Ryan
could even blink, Andrew was pressed against his broad back, his lengthy
shaft insistently lodged in the outermost reaches of Ryan's virgin rectum.

"Feels so good, Rhino," Andrew whispered, his fingers targeting Ryan's
ripe-for-plucking nips. "You need to try this sometime. Taking it up the ass
is part of what being a man is all about."

"I must have missed that sex ed class," Ryan grunted, as he tried to resist
the soft hand newly wrapped around his still-tumescent manhood. Andrew's
hands were everywhere, and that damn beard was scraping addictive fire into
the back of Ryan's neck.

"Imagine all the reactions you'll get to having my cock, the ubercock,
buried in your bubble butt," Andrew purred, stopping to bite Ryan's dangling
lobe. "Imagine being exposed on national television as such a hot little
cockwhore. The talk you'll get."

Ryan's knees buckled. His dick dropped fresh pearls against the sand. Andrew
took two of his fingers, sucked them deep like mini-cocks, and then spun him
around. They were prick-to-prick, face-to-face now, Ryan's hands suddenly
cupping unfamiliar territory. He had never felt a man's ass before, aside
from the usual locker room slaps and pinches. Andrew nuzzled his neck in
such a feminine yet utterly masculine fashion. Andrew slipped Ryan's wet
fingers into his own tight opening. The odd mixture of pain and pleasure on
Andrew's handsome face varied with each small twist inside his rapidly
expanding opening. He whispered to Ryan on what to do. Ryan knew this was
strange, knew he could be caught on this public beach at any second, but
this was a purer intimacy than he had ever had in his life. He couldn't walk
away even if he'd wanted to.

Andrew broke their embrace and sat down, laying on his back.

"Fuck me, Ryan. Please."

The words were laced with strength, not need. Andrew wanted to show how much
of a man he was, wanted to share that bond with his closest ally. He clasped
Ryan's hand, squeezed gently, stared Ryan in the eye. Ryan understood. He
lubed up his thick beefsteak as it glistened in the hot afternoon sun. Sweat
flowed from their nude, chiseled bodies, increasing the simplicity of anal
intercourse. With Andrew's sure hands guiding him, Ryan slipped his fat
crown in easily. The glans leaked precious drops inside Andrew's cum-dump.
Both men moaned at the narrow fit.

"I never...knew that...it would be SOO good," Ryan gasped, unable to break
from Andrew's laserlike stare. Andrew smoothed a hand down his hairy chest,
pinching his nipples and massaging his light abdominals. His long, thin
prong wafted in the light breeze, 8 inches of drooling dick. Ryan had never
touched another man's penis before, but he felt he owed it to Andrew...and
to himself as well.

Andrew hissed at the callused grip on his prized staff. Ryan knew how to
make the thrusts in Andrew's velvet glove with the methodical jerking of his
meat. When Ryan lathed Andrew's purple head in the oozing pre-cum, his thick
fingers edged near the slick piss slit, a jolt of raw sexual heat roared
through Andrew's entire body.

"FUCK ME!!!" Andrew cried.

Ryan was in disbelief at how the alpha leader of their tribe demanding anal
sex. He pushed Andrew's knees against his chest, his thrusts growing more
savage, more brutal.

Another slam, a slick meeting of skin against skin. Andrew's head thrashed
against the sand, his hair askew, his throat hoarse from his cries. Andrew
was lost in those eyes, every time he looked at them.

"You have the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen..." Andrew rasped out
in-between groans.

Ryan showed his appreciation with one final pump of Andrew's near-bursting
erection. Andrew exploded against Ryan's tight abs. He decorated Ryan's
strong upper body with every ounce of juice he had.

That brought a final spurt from Andrew's spent schlong. His experienced ass
muscles clenched violently against their intruder. He pulled Ryan to him,
smothering his mouth in a deep kiss as Ryan shot inside him. A loud,
thorough orgasm that made both men see stars. Their kiss bruised their lips
and cluttered their senses. They stayed that way for a few moments, the only
people in the universe. No camera crew, no other players, no million
dollars. Just two exhausted, sweaty, bare-assed hunks.

That could not last, of course. Andrew gently slipped Ryan from his sore
ass. Ryan stared in a mixture of disgust and lust at the load sloppily
slipping from Andrew's cheeks. Andrew helped Ryan up, then used some nearby
leaves to wipe his hands, wipe his chest, wipe his dick, and finally got
around to wiping his ass. Andrew chuckled as he saw Ryan still staring,
open-mouthed, at the sculpted buns Ryan had just plowed his
no-longer-anal-virgin schlong into. Andrew massaged his rear end, smacked it
lightly to show he was okay. He winked at Ryan, who couldn't help laughing
in return.

"Geez, 'son', you'll have to help the old man hobble back to camp."

Andrew's smile was so warm and friendly. Ryan wasn't totally sure about what
had just happened, but he knew their friendship had not changed. If
anything, their bond was strengthened. He brushed a faint lock of hair which
had fallen into Andrew's eyes. Andrew's smile fell for a minute at the
intimacy of the touch.

"Andrew, I can't really say how I feel, but..."

Andrew nodded.  Face-to-face again. Those rugged, yet vulnerable faces.
Their hands exploring familiar private territory a final time before they
had to go back to camp and play the damn game, play the platonic alliance
partners. Andrew kissed Ryan's forehead, his nose, and finally, briefly, his
lips. Their experience was complete, but both men knew it was just
beginning.

As they dressed, they saw a telltale white splotch several feet away from
them. Too far to be one of their own.

"Osten?" Ryan speculated.

"I don't know," Andrew pondered, hands on hips in action figure style, as he
scratched his fuzzy, pointed chin. "Maybe a crew member. Whoever it is, I'm
not going to worry unless I have a reason to. Morgan is struggling enough as
it is."

They could only wonder...

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