Date: Thu, 18 Feb 2010 23:58:09 -0500
From: Brandon Pine <lostcapades@gmail.com>
Subject: Survivor Sex: Heroes vs Villains chapter 2

Survivor was created by Mark Burnett and is produced by Castaway
Productions.  This is a work of fiction and makes no assumptions on the
true sexuality of the players.

Author's Note: I'd like to thank everybody who emailed me their comments --
definitely made me eager to write another instalment for y'all! This week's
features the players most of the comments requested, and it's definitely a
hot group.

Keep sending me emails! I'd love to know anybody you'd like to see (from
any season) for a future chapter. Thanks guys.

*** NOTE: THIS STORY CONTAINS SPOILERS FROM THE FEB 18 EPISODE OF SURVIVOR:
H VS V. DO NOT READ IF YOU DON'T WANT TO BE SPOILED. ***

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Survivor: Heroes vs Villains, episode 2

Colby Donaldson was fuming when the Heroes tribe returned from tribal
council. Stephenie had been voted out, and James had made himself to look
like a misogynistic asshole. He kicked the air, out in the woods alone for
a breather. The night air was completely still. Tom appeared behind him,
out of nowhere.

"You've got every right to be mad," Tom pointed out, patting the cowboy on
the shoulder with a small smile.

Colby jumped at the sound of the voice. "You got that right," he
agreed. "James is gonna find himself on the short end of the stick real
soon."

With a laugh, Tom looked down at his pants. "Nothing short about our end of
the stick."

The two men made small talk until Colby found a fallen log to sit on, his
trademark cap hanging off his head. He looked down at the ground, not
wanting to get back up. "I can't believe J.T. betrayed us," he lamented.

Tom put an arm around Colby's shoulder, and the enigmatic cowboy's pulse
started racing. He was as deep in the closet as anybody could be. He had an
on-again/off-again relationship with Jeff Probst that was something of a
Survivor legend, and something he would never fess up to. Tom had the aura
of a loving, caring father--and a tender, caring lover. Colby wanted to be
hugged by the ex-Firefighter, but knew it was unlikely.

"We saw it coming," Tom consoled. "Nothing we can do about it now but wait
it out. J.T.'ll get his, the whole tribe saw James' true colours."

Colby grunted angrily. "I guess, just wish there was something I could do
about it. I can't believe he just let James talk to Stephenie like that!
He's supposed to be Southern."

Tom left his arm at Colby's back and patted it like a father would, though
the two men were only ten years apart in age. Tom had the look of a
father. Colby had done a lot of growing up, but he was still a kid in
comparison. The cowboy took a deep breath and did something he thought he
would regret. He looked up, turned his head, and leaned over to kiss Tom.

The policeman pulled back in confusion. "Woah, Colby, uh..."

Being so close to Tom, feeling his body heat radiating out, made Colby only
hornier than he usually felt. Having his arm grazing his back gave him
chills. "Please, I just..."

Without another word, Tom pushed Colby back and took charge of the
kiss. Colby pushed the hat back with one hand and used the other to steady
himself under Tom's weight, balancing on a log and a trunk. Even after six
days without bathing or brushing his teeth, Tom's smell intoxicated Colby
and he kissed back even harder. When the two broke apart to breathe, Colby
was speechless. Tom didn't give him time to think.

He pushed Colby back further, lying over top of the cowboy. His hand
reached up Colby's shirt, running along his muscular stomach and
chest. Colby was powerless, he couldn't move as much as he wanted to. When
he finally found the will to "fight back", he tried pushing himself up to
sit equal to Tom. The two mouths sloppily kissed one another, lost in an
unrelenting passion, but Colby broke it off.

Tom breathed heavily, waiting. He had waited a long time for this, and he
wasn't about to lose his patience. He squirmed as Colby took his hands to
his shirt and pulled it off, revealing Tom's frame. Since Palau, he had
gained some weight but retained much of his muscle, and chest hair dusted
the body. Colby went in for the kill, licking and tugging at the nipples as
gently as he could.

He had Tom lay down on the trunk, and made his magic. His breath tickled
against Tom's entire stomach, caressing it tenderly. His hands, meanwhile,
reaching for the crotch, hoping to find out what he was up against. When
his hands found it, he was surprised. It was still soft, but slowly getting
bigger, and though it wasn't long, it was thick, with low-hanging balls.

Unable to hold back any longer, Colby stood up and pulled off his own
shirt, then moved to his shorts. He hesitated for a split second, but
pulled off his swim trunks and left them on the forest floor. His own cock
was rock hard, standing straight out at 7 inches, completely hairless. Tom
had followed suit, pulling down his pants, staring at Colby with a small
smile. Colby chuckled. Tom still hadn't gotten hard, but his cock seemed to
be growing thicker with each second. Before either moved, Tom asked a small
favour: "Could you put back on the hat?"

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J.T. felt guilty about his vote, but he told himself before coming into the
game he was going to play to win. Again. Winners never faired well in All
Stars seasons, and he was hoping to be the exception. The tribe had felt
divided after the vote, and nobody questioned him when he walked off into
the woods in the dead of night. He needed time to clear his head. It had
been a rough few days.

He also had an itch in his pants that he couldn't shake.

Like most teen boys, JT had been a compulsive masturbator, and that carried
on into his adult life. He preferred the company of others though (and
after winning a million bucks there was no shortage of women), but on the
island it was... different. You had to please yourself, or go without. He
would always choose the former.

When he got deep enough into the woods, he found a tree and leaned against
it, unzipping his jeans and letting his cock dangle free. In the stiff
night air, he slowly rubbed one out, taking his time. In his silent chore,
he heard a moaning, not far away. His interest piqued at the thought of
somebody else having sex--Amanda and James? It was a mans voice, deep and
powerful. Licking his lips, he stuffed his manhood back into his pants and
went to explore the sounds. He didn't have to go far.

He rounded a few trees and stopped dead in his tracks. Not ten feet away,
Colby took Tom's python in the most animalistic sex the young southerner
had ever seen. He stepped back, hoping they hadn't seen him, but Tom caught
him from the corner of his eye and whispered to Colby.

With one more thrust, Tom shot into Colby's loosened ass and the two men
broke apart. JT had nowhere to go--he leaned against the tree, waiting for
them to finish and, hopefully, walk right by him. He didn't dare look back
again out of fear, but his curiosity got the better of him.

When he looked back, he saw a naked Tom staring directly at him, a smirk on
his face. Colby had rounded the tree and stood behind J.T. "Come to
apologize?" Colby asked, his voice excited. His cock bounced as he moved,
red and throbbing. Tom's dripped with leftover cum.

J.T. didn't know what to say. "Guys, c'mon, I..."

Tom took control, walking forward. Colby stepped closer from behind, and
grabbed both of JT's arms. The man struggled, but along with Tom, the two
men overpowered him. They pushed him to his knees, and Tom thrust his cock
into the young man's face. JT squirmed. "Y'know, we were talking about how
you could make it up to us; so that we could trust you again?" Tom prodded,
"I think this'll do."

Colby followed J.T. to his knees and pressed the two bodies together as
Tom's thick cock dangled in front of them. Colby nipped at J.T.'s ears and
began kissing his neck. J.T. wanted to fight back, but his dick
throbbed. He was horny and, woman or man, sex turned him on. What harm
would it do?

Tom wrapped a fist around his member and pushed it into J.T.'s face,
missing the mouth. Colby used a hand to grip J.T.'s hair and hold the head
straight forward, so Tom could find a clean line. J.T. refused to open his
mouth, but with the wet, slimy cock pressing up against him, he couldn't
resist for very long.

He had never sucked a cock before, but didn't see it any different as
eating out a pussy. He used his tongue like a pro and went on his own
experience to take Tom in. Colby's hands got carried away, pinching his
nipples through the t-shirt J.T. was wearing, and then down to the
protective denim that shielded his manhood, but Colby knew he was hard. His
own cock found the contours of his ass appealing and he vibrated back and
forth. He had yet to get off.

Tom tilted his head back and moaned, making Colby jealous. Moving himself
up, he forcefully took J.T.'s mouth off the cock and tried to bend him down
to take in his own. J.T. complied, without a word, and practically bent
over backwards to take Colby into him. Colby, meanwhile, locked his lips
over Tom's member.

It took only a minute for Colby's pent-up sexual energy to shoot into J.T.,
and the southerner coughed, surprised by the force in which it had
escaped. Colby let out a grunt of pleasure and removed himself from
Tom. From his higher position, he was easily able to overpower J.T. and
force him to the ground. The two men kissed--J.T. Not as willingly, but
Colby gave him no breathing room. It had been a long time since he was this
hard.

Fervently, Colby sat himself up and pulled up J.T.'s shirt, revealing the
farmer's thick body, sprinkled with hair. He then moved further down to the
jeans, undoing the fly and the button. By now, J.T. was ready to have
himself served. He felt like he was going to cream at any moment. He helped
Colby kick off his jeans and revealed his throbbing cock, standing at full
mast. Tom jerked himself as he watched the younger men go at it.

To J.T.'s surprise, Colby got on all fours and quickly enveloped J.T.'s
cock. He was an experienced cocksucker and knew just what to do to get him
off quickly, but the southerner tried to hold it in.

Feeling excluded, Tom got himself on the ground behind Colby and lined up
his cock again. Already stretched out from its earlier beating, Tom was
able to smoothly force himself in and start pumping.

With Colby's tongue tickling his cock, J.T. finally spoke. "Oh god," he
moaned, his hands trying to find the non-existent hair on Colby's head and
pull it. Colby took his mouth off and gave the shaft one final upwards
lick, and on cue, J.T. came, splattering all over Colby's hungry
face. J.T. breathed heavily, thrilled and confused by the experience. He
wasn't sure if he had ever shot a load as big as that one.

Tom grunted, and came for the second time that night, spilling his seed
even further into Colby. He pulled himself out and let out a heavy
sigh. Not even his wife got him off that well.

The three men then switched positions. Tom lay himself down on the log, and
took Colby's thin, long dick into his ass, begging for more. Sitting on him
was a nervous J.T., and the three men tried to line up Tom's monster with
the country boy's tight, virgin cherry. The scream he let out once it slid
in was louder than expected, but it made Colby all the more horny. As he
pumped himself into Tom's ass, he jerked J.T.'s cock as the two men kissed,
J.T. slowly getting used to being penetrated.

It didn't take long for Tom to spill his third seed of the night, right
into J.T. Both men let out a moan as the pleasure overwhelmed them.

Bred for the first time, J.T. was never the same again.