Date: Thu, 20 Nov 2003 12:29:33 +1100
From: james robinson <justjames17@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Firefighters

The Firefighters................................................. justjames

The country had been dealt a bitter blow by Mother Nature as she had
withheld her bountiful rains for 6 long years, the whole State was parched
and dried to a crisp. Even the native gum trees were showing signs of their
thirst for life giving water, their leaves drooped limply towards the dry
hot dusty earth where even the grasses were brown and dead. The stage was
set for a disaster of huge proportions if a fire started the whole area
could be consumed in the conflagration.

The only relief from the incessant heat and lack of rain was to be found in
the small freshwater lake situated just outside the township. There you
would find most of the youth of the area and quite a few of the older
generation all enjoying the cooling water as they swam or just sat in the
lake. Further around the lakes edge and out of sight of the main swimming
area was a small sandy beach set in a tiny bay, here there were three older
teenagers John 18, Roger 17-1/2 and Mike just turned 17 years of age.

The three boys were also frolicking but their play was different to the
generally accepted water sports, they were diving between one another's
legs and when under water were groping one another's Speedo swim briefs
clutching the hard young cocks standing out rigidly in their lycra togs.
John was standing with his legs wide apart so the two younger boys could
swim between his muscular pillar like legs Roger was clutching John's
thighs as his mouth was wrapped around the huge hard boner sucking his
knob, Mike was kneeling behind John with one hand caressing his firm tight
ass cheeks while the other hand was working on John's tight ball bag. The
two boys ran out of breath and slid up John's taught body till their heads
broached the surface and they gulped in air to replenish their lungs.

The three were all laughing and their hands were still extremely busy as
they felt one another up and softly and lovingly caressed one another. They
had all grown up together and Roger and Mike had been initiated into the
joys of gay play by John some months before. They had so far only petted,
kissed and mutually jacked off and had yet to fully explore the full sexual
gambit, although John had sucked Mike off only a few days before. Mike was
hoping the three of them could suck one another off this afternoon and the
way things were progressing it looked as though his hopes would be
fulfilled. All three of them were sporting massively engorged cocks that
were throbbing to be attended too, three glans were weeping sweet fluids
through their togs into the water of the lake.

 They finally left the cool water and walked up the sand and picked up the
picnic rug then disappeared into the scrub which bordered the lake, once
out of sight the boys dropped the rug onto the dry grasses and all lay down
together in the shade of the trees. They were caressing one another and
kissing in a tangle of arms and legs as their moans and groans of pleasure
reverberated through the trees, then John turned around and took Roger's
cock in his hand. He held it firmly then kissed his weeping knob.

Roger sucked in a hissing breath and arched into John's hot mouth driving
his tool into the warm orifice as far as he could, he bellowed out as his
nerves reacted to this new and incredible stimulation. Mike was watching
fascinated to see his two friends enjoying themselves he moved around and
slid John's large boner into his mouth causing John to moan and arch his
pelvis as Mike pushed his cock in front of Roger's soft lips. Roger opened
his eyes as he felt something warm and soft but firm push against his lips,
he saw Mikes gorgeous glans throbbing requesting his attention. Roger
hesitated than as he realised how hot it was having one's tool sucked he
opened his mouth and allowed Mike to push his penis into his mouth.

All three young men were lost to the world as they sucked and licked with
an intensity only seen in healthy young guys experimenting for the first
time and enjoying their new found sex play. Almost in unison the three
cocks began to swell and throb as the guys reached a tremendous climax,
each one moaning and whining as their bodies began to emit the product of
their sexual organs. The three muscular tanned hunks were jerking and
trembling as their shouts, muffled by the large ejaculating, swollen,
turgid tools, thrusting as far as possible down their restricted swallowing
throats. The trio finally stilled as their climaxes eased and just the odd
tremble was still occurring in their super sensitive pricks as their cocks
slowly returned to the normal flaccid size. The odd trickle of sweet pearly
juice still seeped from the slits in their sensitised glans to be quickly
swallowed as their tongues continued to lave one another's cocks.

The guys finally allowed the pricks freedom and they popped from the warm
moist mouths that had aroused and satisfied their desires, the boy's taste
buds were still tingling from the new flavour they had experienced and were
transmitting their approval to the guy's still reeling brains. The three
lads were lying still on the rug their pectorals rising and falling as
their lungs slowly recharged their bodies oxygen level. Their breathing
slowly returned to normal, as their brains came out of the sexual haze they
had become lost in. In unison they all emitted a," WOW" and all three
laughed and exclaimed how great they felt and how satiated they were
sexually.

The guys stood and picked up their quickly discarded Speedos and pulled
them up their still trembling legs, covering their saliva wet cocks as they
tucked them into the light Lycra material. John stooped to retrieve the
rug, causing the Speedos to stretch across his tight bubble butt and both
Roger and Mike stared at his gorgeous muscular ass as the smooth material
highlighted his ass crevice and rippled over the large dimples in each
cheek. Both boys looked at one another and licked their lips as their cocks
jerked from their erotic thoughts. John stood up and their eyes devoured
his body as he folded the rug, which was quite damp where their sweating
bodies had been in contact. They then walked down to the sand and dropped
the rug as they ran into the cooling waters and dived under to remove the
sweat produced by the torrid action they had revelled in.

The trio swam and horse played for some time with much groping and
caressing being carried out, then they decided that their hunger for food
far outweighed their demand for sex. They left the water showing their
engorged cocks standing out proudly in their tight Speedos, they grabbed
their towels and dried themselves as their pricks shrank back to normal, no
longer standing at attention but bouncing freely within their confining
togs, as the boys towelled themselves briskly. They donned their baggy
board shorts and tight t-shirts picking up their other gear and trudged
back through the scrub to the car park. When they arrived there they found
only their vehicle left and realised how late it was, everyone else was
home relaxing in front of their TVs with the air conditioners going flat
out trying to cool the extremely hot dry evening air as the thermometer was
touching 39c at 9pm. As the lad's drove home they noticed large black
clouds appearing on the horizon, John commented, " that it looked like a
storm was brewing, I hope we get some rain from it."  Roger said, " hmm I
doubt it, it feels too dry, there isn't any humidity in the atmosphere."
Mike said, " yes I hope we don't get a dry storm that could cause a big
problem."

That night as everyone slept fitfully in the extremely hot conditions,
thunder was rumbling and reverberating around the mountains in the rugged
National Parks, lightning was flashing lighting up the pitch black
skies. The storm peppered the hills with these powerful electrical
discharges and where they struck the tall trees havoc ensued, the trees
were split asunder and the intense heat of the discharge caused the wood to
immediately burst into flames. Once released these eager flames were hungry
for food and rapidly raced from the felled tree to run in little fingers
into the desiccated grasses which added to their bulk and then they grew in
size as the crept slowly along.

As it was night time the cooler temperatures and lack of wind caused the
flames to slowly consolidate and build as they consumed more and more of
the area where they were born. No one as yet knew what was happening in
this rugged territory as there were few people to witness the disaster that
was occurring. As the unwelcome sun began to lift over the horizon it
seemed to suck air towards itself causing the winds to awaken, at first
just gentle little draughts of air fluttering the flames as they bent away
from the draught. The flames seemed afraid of the wind as they began to run
ahead of the slowly increasing breaths of air and as they ran they met new
fuels and began to grow in size.

The first tree they met they clawed their way into it's rough dry skin, the
bark began to smoulder and then as the wind blew upon it burst into flame,
the flames greedily raced to the top of the tree and consumed it's crown of
highly flammable gum leaves. As these burned the wind began to send the
burning embers and leaves away spreading them over a large area and where
ever the touched down they caused more fires to begin their consumption of
the bushland. The stage was set for a disaster of giant magnitude as the
embers, sparks and tortured burning leaves fled before the increasing wind
to touch down and create new flame children to run and play with the
desiccated trembling scrub and trees.

Within a few minutes there were hundreds of small eager fires covering a
huge area of bushland, all trying to consume as much of their chosen fodder
as possible, their hunger insatiable. The greedy flames raced before the
increasing hot breeze, spreading out further and further as the sparks and
burning leaves broadcast into new areas where they began to feed.


Soon the fire was covering 20 hectares and as the sun peeped over the
horizon the smoke became visible to the watcher sitting in his observation
tower 15 miles away on top of a mountain. The observer snatched up the
microphone of the two-way radio and broadcast the message that a wild fire
was underway in the area. This alerted the headquarters of the Country Fire
Authority who immediately contacted the rural fire brigades in the general
area of the conflagration.

In the small towns around the area fire alarm sirens were triggered
arousing the residents and causing shudders of fear to course through their
bodies as they realised their worst fears were coming true. The men and
women volunteer fire fighters hurriedly finished their breakfasts or
whatever else they were doing and they rushed to the fire stations to
prepare the trucks and don their fire fighting gear. John, Doug and Mike
were members of their town's volunteer fire brigade and they rushed to the
fire station in the centre of town.  Within 30 minutes the bright red
trucks were speeding towards the fires their sirens wailing as if they were
crying at the thought of what was ahead. The trucks wound their way
laboriously up into the mountainous country until they located the fire
trails, cleared in the thick bushland to enable the trucks to get further
into the mountains. Once on these trails the vehicles were switched over to
4 wheel drive to enable the heavily laden trucks to traverse the rugged
terrain, as they lurched and bounced towards the fire storms.

As the trucks approached the fires visibility diminished to almost zero as
the smoke filled the horizon and was driven ahead of the fire by the
strengthening winds. Soon the trucks were stopped and the men dismounted
and began to roll out their hoses and pick up their shovels and knapsack
sprayers, the chief fire officer sent them out to contact the fire front
and they tested their radios as they went through the heavy scrub and thick
choking smoke. The animals fleeing the fire tore past the men, kangaroos
bounding at full speed were the first to be encountered as they were the
swiftest, then followed the fallow deer racing past with terror in their
eyes, their tongues hanging from their parched mouths. The slower animals
like lizards, snakes, wombats and such were struggling along rapidly losing
ground as the fires overtook them, the poor koalas trapped in their trees
were too slow generally to be able to run away from the greedy flames and
generally perished in the inferno.

The darkness was slowly becoming light as the men and older teenage boys
approached the roaring flames, then they were able to see their antagonist
as it reared up in the timber to their front. It was roaring and hissing
like some prehistoric beast as it devoured the trees and scrub, the fuel of
timber literally exploded as the flames approached. Trees were standing
shimmering in the heat and wind, then as the flames seemed to caress them
they just erupted into flames as the eucalyptus oils overheated and
vaporised it exploded. This then caused the neighbouring trees to explode
as if in sympathy with their tortured fellows.

The fire fighters were appalled at the heat of the fire and it's intensity
as it slathered towards them like a huge red angry monster, their puny
human size dwarfed and made them feel totally inadequate to control this
monster that was devouring the forest and anything else that dared to stand
in it's path.

Their position was completely untenable and they radioed in the situation
to the fire captain, requesting that they be recalled back out to
safety. By the time they received the reply they were already beating a
retreat back towards their trucks, playing hoses on one another as their
clothes began to smoulder from the incredible heat and flying sparks and
burning debris. Their vision blurred and nearly blinded by the heat and
smoke as they coughed and choked in the heavy fumes.

The crews reached the trucks and they cranked up the diesels and began to
turn and leave the area, three of the four vehicles made it out onto the
fire track but the fourth was caught in a sudden gust of wind and flames as
it turned side on to the fire. The truck was instantly engulfed by the fire
and the fuel tank exploded from the intense heat as it vaporised the diesel
fuel enveloping the cabin in burning fuel adding to the fire already
consuming the fibreglass cabin. All the guys in the 3 clear trucks could
hear the agonised cries and screams as the flames murdered the three men
and two 17 year olds who made up the crew of the vehicle, tears ran from
their eyes and down their soot blackened faces cutting clear channels in
the black.

 The trucks beat a hasty retreat till they reached the bitumen road where
they pulled up and again set up their defensive line hoping to stop the
fire as it reached the clear area along the roadway. They spread out and
began to chainsaw the trees on the down wind side of the road to increase
the cleared area, others were chopping down saplings and uprooting bushes,
working frantically sweat pouring from their bodies and soaking their
shirts and heavy denim trousers. A few of the younger guys took off their
shirts and worked with bare chests, the fire captain made sure they had
their shirts tied around their narrow waists as they may not have time to
look for them when the fire arrived. Their young muscular bodies gleamed
with sweat in the smoke burnished sunlight, the muscles moving under their
bronzed smooth skin.

The fire took thirty five minutes to reach the timber along the roadway and
the crews started the engines in the trucks to power the pump units, the
hoses swelled and became taught and rigid and began to spew water from the
nozzles. The water was instantly vaporised into steam by the incredible
heat generated by the fire and it took some time to cool an area enough to
really begin to douse the flames. The position was becoming obviously out
control of their limited resources and then the fire crowned and roared
through the tree tops leaping across the road and charging down the
mountain towards the valley.

The men just stood there with shoulders slumped dejectedly as they realised
they were defeated and virtually ignored by the fire, no matter how hard
they tried to slow or stop it. Their tears flowed again and they stood
there embracing one another their heads touching as their bodies shook with
their emotions and the futility of their efforts. Their mortality had been
proven by the horrific deaths of their five friends and they felt so puny
and useless under the circumstances.

Two of the youngest guys were standing on their own a slight distance from
the group and were clinging to one another, their heads resting on one
another's shoulders as they wept quietly.


 Their hands were caressing one another's backs as they sobbed broken
heartedly remembering their young friend who was killed in the fourth
truck. These three boys were very close to one another and had grown up in
the small town, which was a typical country town where gay people were
denigrated and often persecuted and even physically abused and beaten. They
had participated in all the usual sports and other guy pleasures , drinking
and womanising but had kept themselves aloof from the sexual side of the
womanising. They were gay but really didn't know what to do apart from a
bit of fumbling around in the hay sheds or when swimming in the river.

The fire captain rallied his men and ordered them to board the trucks and
they beat a hasty retreat down the mountain as they were needed in the
valley to try and protect houses and people in the valley. The trucks
whined and roared their way down the mountain finally reaching the valley
where they joined the reinforcements from all around the district. There
were some thirty trucks lined up along the forest edge, in the grass of the
paddocks, which had been filled with cattle a few hours ago. The farmer had
driven them away to the left out of the line of the approaching fire, the
fire fighters were watching as a bulldozer began to gouge out a firebreak,
it's huge blade ripping up the short dry grass and pushing it away from the
fire's approach. The driver working quickly and efficiently as the huge
yellow Caterpillar gouged down to the bare soil, if they could cut this
break before the fire arrived their job would be all but over as the fire
would die there.

Unfortunately the hot blustery wind was increasing by the second and the
flames were being driven faster and faster, the smoke preceding the flames
came gushing down into the valley blinding the men as they waited in
trepidation for the onslaught of what was causing the smoke. The bulldozer
growled and rumbled it's tracks grinding and clattering as it chewed up the
dirt clearing an enlarging ribbon of soil. Then the heat began to increase
as the fire drew nearer burning embers were ejected with the roiling smoke
and began to land in the dry grass on the far side of the firebreak. The
men beat these little troublemakers to death or drowned them with their
knapsack sprays. While most of the men were occupied with this task a small
group were lighting the grass on the fire's side of the break trying to
create a back burn to starve the fire of fuel.

All was proceeding well, then the fire appeared in full force and spewed
hot burning trash and leaves into the air these sped across the gap in huge
amounts overwhelming the men's efforts and starting hundreds of small spot
fires over a huge area. The men valiantly battled these numerous small
fires but the sheer number of them could not be contained and they began to
race across the dry grass of the paddocks. Again the men collapsed onto the
blackened hot earth and watched their hard work defeated by the relentless
stronger enemy. It was obvious that Mother Nature wanted to have her way
and she was not going to allow a few puny men to interfere with her plans.

The fire captains tried to rally their dejected men but it was a hard job
as they were already exhausted from the heat, smoke and back breaking
effort they had put in. The men slowly roused from their stupor and began
to reform and board their vehicles to begin the next phase of the
battle. This meant they had to quickly reform around the town that was in
the path of the fire.

They drove as fast as the lumbering trucks would move and arrived at the
town and began to form a perimeter around the northern side of the town,
the fire was still 15 miles from the town but approaching at about 10 miles
an hour. The original crews that had been caught in the forest were given
an hour off to rest and recuperate and they collapsed around their trucks,
except for the two young guys who moved off towards an empty shed.

Once inside they collapsed onto some potato sacks and clutching one another
they wept uncontrollably holding one another tightly, their groins crushed
against one another and their flaccid cocks rubbing together as they rocked
back and forth. Roger the older boy suddenly began to feel his penis
growing under the motion as Mike's cock rubbed erotically across his.
Realising that they could both die in a matter of an hour or so he began to
think that maybe they needed to fulfil their sexual fantasy and have sex
together. His left hand crept down Mike's back till he encountered his
muscular bubble butt, which he began to massage as Mike began to moan
softly through his tears. Roger's tool was climbing to it's zenith and he
could feel Mike's matching his in hardness.

Roger said to Mike, " Mike, my friend we are in mortal danger and could be
dead soon like John, I feel as though we need to fulfil our dreams now
before it is too late." Mike looked into Roger's bloodshot eyes and his
grimy tear stained face and kissed him on the lips, " yes I think you are
right mate we owe it to John to do it now." "He would have loved to be here
with us now," his voice broke as he began to sob uncontrollably at the
thought of Johnny lying out in the blackened forest curled up in a foetal
position like a burnt leaf. His gorgeous young vibrant body dead, blackened
and crisped by the fire, the life ripped from him by the searing ravaging
flames Roger clasped Mike to his chest and comforted him kissing his eyes,
nose and lips and talking quietly too him.

Mike's sobs slowly died away as Roger slowly undid his shirt baring his
smooth hairless chest, he mouthed Mike's coppery nipple till it hardened
and Mike writhed against him moaning deep in his chest. Roger's hand
continued down till it found Mike's navel and the start of his snail trail,
which led the way down to his belt buckle.  Roger lightly caressed the fine
hairs as he reached for the buckle. He fumbled with the hard leather belt
as he undid the buckle and loosened the press stud holding shut the waist
band of Mike's jeans. Once he had achieved the loosening of the jeans he
slid the zipper down opening the flaps baring the flat lower abdomen and
the red cotton briefs covering the huge 8inch boner, which was weeping
clear slick seminal fluid causing a large wet spot on the briefs. Roger's
eyes focused on this throbbing rigid log of flesh as it twitched with every
beat of Mike's thumping heart as it pumped blood into the hard silky smooth
flesh.

Mike was quietly moaning and trembling with sexual excitement as Roger
slowly bent down and licked his briefs where the pre cum was oozing through
the taught cotton stretched over Mike's sensitive soft glans, his pee slit
quite visible through the bright red material. Roger looked up at Mike's
face and ran his pink tongue over his lips relishing the taste of the sweet
offering, Mike's eyes were partially closed as he revelled in the attention
Roger was paying his turgid tool. Their minds were lost in a sexual mist
and this drowned out the pain of losing their best friend John and the fear
they were feeling towards the fire they were soon going to have to face
once more.

Roger bent down once more and licked his way from Mike's cute outy navel
and worked his tongue through the blonde snail trail till he reached the
elastic waist band of Mike's briefs. Mike was whining , writhing and
arching his pelvis to meet Roger's actions, his fingers were frantically
clutching and releasing the course hessian material of the sacks they were
lying upon. Roger bit the material with his white teeth and lifted the
briefs up freeing Mike's penis which sprang out as if it was rocket
propelled slapping Roger in the face as it leapt to the vertical, spraying
a large drool of sticky fluid up onto Roger's forehead. Mike groaned aloud
and arched his bubble butt off the sacks so Roger could pull his briefs
down onto his thighs, Roger's sense of smell was assailed by the heavy
musky aroma issuing from Mike's hot sweating groin, it caused his sexual
drive to rev up into a higher gear. He flung his mouth onto Mike's
throbbing cock and sucked it down till his lips and nose were buried in
Mike's wiry blonde bush, Mike laid his hands on Roger's dark hair and
pushed him down as he arched, forcing his cock as far down the welcoming
throat as far as he could.

Roger gagged as the massive fleshy tool forced it's way down into his
throat as Mike bellowed " Oh yeah Roger suck that down and take my spoof."
Roger was choking on the huge fleshy iron hard boner as it forced it's way
into his throat restricting his windpipe, he was struggling to breathe and
pull himself back off the turgid cock. He finally freed his mouth and Mike
whimpered as his cock was no longer being tightly gripped by his friend's
throat. Roger's face was red and he was sucking huge gulps of smoke laden
air to inflate his depleted lungs, he began to slowly move his strong hand
up and down Mike's prick moving his loose foreskin back and forth over
Mike's purple engorged glans, which was well lubricated by the fluid
pumping from Mike's cock. Mike screamed out loud for him to take his prick
into his mouth and drink his sperm laden juice but Roger had other plans
for Mike's healthy rigid cock.

Mike was feeling Roger's smaller cock, a respectable 7 inches through his
jeans and then he unzipped the zipper freeing Roger's dick and pulling it
out through the top of his jocks and hooking the waist band under his large
walnut sized gonads. They both lay there wanking one another, their cocks
pumping preseminal juice copiously, then Roger said " Mike I want you to
stick your prick up my arse and fuck me stupid, we may never get another
chance mate." Mike's jaw dropped as he gazed into his friend's face their
eyes locked and he said, "Are you sure Roger we have never gone that far
before." Roger smiled hesitantly and sobbed, " Yes mate I'm sure we've got
to do it or we may die without ever fulfilling our wildest dreams."

Mike sat up removed his shirt and his jeans hurriedly as Roger did the
same, they then lay down and Mike took up a position so his penis was
snuggled into Roger's arse. Roger lifted his right leg and pushed himself
back onto Mike's groin feeling the large soft knob prodding his tight
virginal sphincter, his anus was beginning to produce a film of slick fluid
not unlike pre cum as his excitement increased.

Mike was groaning and breathing heavily as Roger kept teasing his pulsating
penis with his tight muscular ass ring as he rolled it back and forth
across the soft spongy glans smearing his ass with Mike's slick juice as it
mixed with his own slippery mucus. Then Mike waited till Roger was in the
right position and his knob was lined up with Roger's tight little ring as
they aligned Mike thrust his prick quickly and forcibly into the cavity of
Roger's anus. Roger shouted in pain as the huge bar of hot flesh stretched
his ring and penetrated him to a depth of 3 inches expanding his slimy warm
tunnel painfully as the prick slide down into his tensed taught body. Mike
stayed where he was to allow Roger's love tube to adjust to the abrupt
invasion of his most secret place and Mike just lay there trembling and
vibrating his cock inside his best friend's beautiful body, as Roger
whimpered in pain and excitement, panting at the thrill he was
experiencing. His love tube stretched more than it had ever been and the
feeling was incredibly erotic although painful in the short term, Roger's
head was rolling from side to side from the massive pricks invasion of his
virginal orifice, his teeth clenched and his breath hissing through them,
from the pain/joy he was experiencing.


Roger's breathing slowly quietened and he started to enjoy the full feeling
in his anus, he slowly began to push back onto Mike's cock and Mike
breathed in sharply as Roger slowly absorbed his 8 inches right into his
bowel. The two boys lay still and quiet as they grew used to the incredible
feeling of tightness on one hand and the feeling of being filled to
capacity on the other. Then Mike slowly pulled his hot cock back until the
glans contacted the inside of the stretched muscular ring of Roger's anus,
Roger moaned and writhed begging him to send it back down his tunnel. Mike
took a deep breath and thrust his prick down hard and fast till he bottomed
out with his balls slapping into his friends full scrotum this caused both
boys to flinch with pain and they both drew hissing breaths.

The two began to build a rhythm as Mike pulled back and Roger pushed as
Mike re entered him, the sound of flesh striking flesh as the two hard
young muscular bodies met in joyous union. Roger could feel his ring
rolling in and out as the huge boner thrust in then pulled back and the
feeling was erotic and caused him exquisite joy along with the feeling of
being filled to capacity then emptied almost completely. As Mike's purple
engorged glans pulled back it drew some of the pink inner lining of Roger's
bowel with it, which glistened then disappeared as the prick rammed in
again.

Roger's cock was straining and as hard as he had ever been as the
sensations from his ass triggered his nerves and the continual contact of
Mike's cock head contacting and grinding back and forth over his sensitive
prostate gland's swollen bud was exquisitely erotic and was causing his
penis to pump clear fluid as if he was cumming. Every time the glans rubbed
over the prostate Roger jerked and nearly erupted as he moaned softly and
begged Mike to fuck him harder and faster.

Each contact forced more fluid to erupt from Roger's cock, till his abdomen
was awash with the sweet juice his navel a small lake as the fluid pooled
in the depression.

Mike complied and really began to pound his virginal ass and soft
squelching sounds were heard as Mike's prick slid in and out frothing the
pre cum and juices inside Roger's loosening ass. The groans of these two
young men were in unison as they both approached fulfilment and ejaculation
every nerve and muscle at fever pitch. Then suddenly Roger felt as if his
body was ejecting through his cock as his throbbing balls sent a huge load
of sperm climbing up the urethra until it spewed out the slit in his glans
soaking the hessian bags and splattering all over his torso and even
coating his face as he spasmed and writhed in abandon. The ejaculation
caused Roger to tighten his sphincter locking onto Mike's thrusting boner
and causing him to reach his pinnacle and the spoof exploded out of his
engorged cock filling Roger's ass to the brim.


Mike screamed out loud and it reverberated around the walls of the shed as
he arched up ramming his prick as far as he could into Roger and he jerked
time after time as he pulsed hot sweet pearly cum into the warm dark mucus
covered walls of Roger's anus. Roger was yelling at the top of his lungs,"
more mate give me all you have, fill me till it runs out my hole." Roger
was so excited he powerfully lifted his ass up carrying Mike on top till
only his shoulders were in contact with the makeshift bed . Their yells and
screams of sexual fulfilment went unheard outside the shed as the wind and
sound of truck and helicopter engines drowned out their frantic cries and
shouts of sexual fulfilment. Their bodies collapsed back onto the bags as
the high passed, both were panting heavily sweat pouring from their bodies
washing the accumulated soot and grim from them as it oozed from their
pores.

Mike moved so that his head was down near Roger's stomach and his tongue
tentatively touched the pool of jism in Roger's navel he dipped into the
warm pearly offering then withdrew his tongue and tasted the sweet salty
juice. He then dived his mouth onto the pool and suctioned the remaining
cum into his mouth holding it as he licked his way up Roger's writhing body
till he reached the full red lips of his lover. He kissed Roger and their
mouths opened allowing the mixture of cum and Mike's saliva to enter
Roger's mouth, this mixture was passed back and forth until eventually they
swallowed it revelling in sharing their juices.

As the boy's breathing slowed they began to return to normal and they could
smell the smoke from the approaching inferno, this brought them down from
their high quickly and the fears returned remembering the demise of their
friend John.

The two trembling young men stood up and clutched one another as they
sobbed their hearts out, the tears coursing down their grimy cheeks and
running into the corners of their mouths filling them with their salty
taste. They pulled up their blackened heavy denims zipped up their flys
after tucking their flaccid cocks into their briefs and settling them
comfortably, they did up their shirts and tucked them into the waistband of
their jeans. They kissed once more as they clutched one another then
resignedly left the shed as the sirens sounded on the fire trucks summoning
the men back on duty after their rest.

The boys rejoined the crew they were assigned to and the men welcomed them
back and tried to take their minds off the loss they had suffered and the
awesome task ahead of this small group of valiant people pitting their
meagre strength against Mother Nature at her most violent. The senior men
were telling jokes and explaining the strategies that had been planned
during the break. While the boys had been away the bull dozer had arrived
and been joined by a road grader from the town, both these machines had
been working non stop trying to create a fire break of bare earth to starve
the fires momentum and allow the men to subdue the flaming monster that was
consuming everything in it's path. Here on the flat ground with only
grasses to ignite the fire hopefully would be stoppable as there were no
trees to send burning trash and leaves ahead of it. The men were also
spraying the dry grasses with their hoses to dampen the fuel and hopefully
stop it igniting.

While the boys were lost in their sexual excitement a number of helicopters
had arrived as well and these were dropping large quantities of flame
retarding water onto the fires hot spots, even though the smoke was thick,
the strong wind was keeping it low to the ground and not filling the sky to
many thousands of feet. This enabled the aircraft to bomb with reasonable
accuracy, it was having a slowing effect on the fire and breaking it's
front into smaller advancing tongues. If ever the fire was going to be
beaten down, this was the time so the men were feeling a little confident
that maybe they could stop it here. When the firebreak was finished the
tanker trucks had driven back and forth pouring water onto the edges of the
cleared earth to form a damp area to increase the width of the firebreak.

The smoke became thicker and the acrid fumes burned the eyes and made
throats sore as the fire approached, visibility dropped quickly till the
fire fighters could only see a few dozen yards either way. Their line
contracted a little so they could remain in sight and cover the ground
better, if they were further apart the fire could sneak through the line
unobserved. The bulldozer and grader retreated their job completed and they
drove back out of the way of the fire trucks.

Suddenly there was the enemy racing through the grass, showers of sparks
like fire works racing ahead of the flames an awe inspiring and frightening
sight. The men swung their hoses quickly into action spaying these little
harbingers of disaster into extinction as the water batted the sparks down
onto the damp soil. The untold multitudes of tiny embers were put to death
by the swinging hoses as the crews worked frantically in the heat and acrid
smoke.

Behind the main line of fighters on the down wind side of the cleared earth
was a line of local volunteers, men women and older teenagers armed with
hand sprayers wet mops hessian bags nailed onto wooden handles.

These were residents of the township and local farmers all out to do their
bit in the battle to save their homes, any sparks that got through the main
defence line were quickly beaten to death before they could get a grip on
the dry parched grasses. Overhead was the constant welcoming racket of the
helicopters racing back and forth from the lake in the town, where they
filled their large buckets and carried them back to dump hundreds of litres
at a time on the flames.

The fire reached the bare earth barrier and the fire faltered under the
frantic assault from the fire line and the air, it was frantically trying
to break through but the quick work of men and machines beat it back time
after time till it fell back and began to die in a stinking, smoky,
steaming blackened mess. The people gathered together cheering their teeth
gleaming in their blackened faces as they swatted one another on the back,
hugged and danced cheering with joy. The mopping up began after a few
minutes of letting off steam and the townsfolk retired to the local hotel
to drink to the heroic efforts put in by all.

The local fire brigades stayed on the job dousing burning tree trunks which
were smouldering around the edges of the devastated charred forest, to
ensure that they would not flare up sending their sparks out to start the
fire over the break. The crew on Roger and Mike's truck all boarded the
truck and left to return to the area where their friend's truck was caught
and incinerated by the fire. The truck growled and whined up the mountain
to find the location of the disaster, the blackened hillside still wreathed
in acrid fumes and smoke. Small willy- willys like miniature tornadoes
raced through the area caused by the intense heat swirling soot and
blackened debris into the air, even the truck's passing caused a wind of
black soot to rush into the air.

 The truck was soon almost as black as the surrounding countryside and the
driver had to switch on the windscreen wipers and washers to clear the
opaque glass so he could see where he was driving. The trucks flashing
emergency lights were reflecting back off the fog like smoke enveloping
everything, their red and blue the only colour to be seen apart from the
odd burning tree trunk with it's accompanying shroud of flying sparks. They
soon reached the fire trail through the ebony forest and turned up it
driving slowly in low gear till they saw the smouldering shape of their
sister truck, it was almost unrecognisable as all the fibreglass body work
had been melted and burnt away.

It stood there a metal tombstone to the crew who died so terribly in the
searing fire ball that took them away from their friends and family. The
truck stopped with a squeal of brakes like a cry of pain, echoing the
feelings of the men on board, as if it too was mourning the death of it's
sister vehicle. It rocked on it's springs as if trembling with sorrow and
shock , the men dismounted and approached the smoking smouldering mess, the
stench of burnt flesh and fibre glass filling their nostrils.

 Three bodies were still inside the destroyed cabin, the driver hunched
over the remains of the steering wheel, and the other two were melded
together arms locked about each other's shoulders as they had cringed away
from the approaching wall of flames.

 The men began to search the blackened ground and there was another body
scrunched up into the foetal position beside a large tree a few feet from
the truck but no sign of the fifth crew member. They spread out peering
through the choking fumes and smoke their breathing laboured as they moved
slowly searching for their last mate. Roger approached a large log lying
prostrate on the ground, it was obviously the remains of a long fallen
giant, and as he neared the large black bulk he spotted something yellowish
pressed against it's rough exterior.

He ran across and bent down to find John lying there almost unscathed but
dead obviously from the heat and fire, his hair was gone, eyebrows missing
but otherwise apart from soot, he was unblemished, John's teeth were bared
in rictus and he looked in pain. Roger squatted down and lifted John's body
onto his lap cradling his head in his hands and wept copiously, his tears
slowly washing the soot from his friend's handsome face. Mike looking for
Roger saw the bent body sitting hunched next to the log and as he
approached he could hear Roger's wailing cries as he sobbed and rocked back
and forth holding the limp body, once so full of life and vigour.

Mike ran to Roger's side and saw what he held so tenderly he too burst into
tears as he saw John's body lying limply across Roger's legs. He sank down
clutching Roger and John as he wrapped his arms around them both adding his
tears to those already flowing onto John's tortured unresponsive face. The
truck Captain noticed Mike rush across and saw what was happening he called
the other men and they immediately moved over to bring the two distraught
boys away. Mike and Roger resisted their efforts strongly and told the men
to " Fuck off away from them." The captain gestured with his head telling
the guys to back off for a while to let the boys cry it out of their
systems.

The boys sobs slowly diminished and they slowly stood up and bent down to
lift John's body between them as they slowly carried him back to the truck,
Roger held John while Mike clambered aboard onto the back seat of the truck
then he turned and clutched John under the arms and he lifted as Roger
pushed till John was inside the cab, Roger then climbed up and joined Mike
as they lay John across their knees. They quietly sat there studying their
friend's lifeless body, studying his face and body as if to imprint it on
their memories. The captain meanwhile was radioing for the police to attend
the scene and remove the charred bodies from the area, he then walked away
leaving the two boys alone in their grief.

Mike's hand slowly felt it's way up to his friends groin where he caressed
John's limp penis and balls the tears again starting to flow as he
remembered the life force that once flowed through that limp piece of flesh
and the glorious juice that was generated by the egg sized gonads lying
there in that soft sack. Roger was kissing John's eyes, nose and the
tortured lips, once so soft and eager to kiss his friends and suck the
vital juices from their rampant cocks, Roger's body was wracked with
shuddering sob's.

Neither boys cocks were erect their emotions were of sorrow, deep and
hurtful at the loss of their friend and the joys that were not going to be
there in the future as they matured together. Then both boys turned as one
and kissed deeply as they sobbed clutching John to them, Roger's hand was
inside John's shirt caressing his pectorals and feeling his unresponsive
nipples that once used leap erect at the slightest featherlike contact. As
the shock wore off it was slowly sinking in that their friend was no longer
with them and would never respond to their love or ministrations ever
again. Their feeling of total devastation matched the scene surrounding
them in the burnt out bushland.

The police arrived and took charge of the scene but allowed John's body to
be removed in the truck with his friends as they could see there would be a
big problem removing the inert body from the clasp of his two friends. The
Captain showed the police where John's body was found and it could be seen
easily as the trash and leaves under the body were unburnt and clearly
showed the position of the body.

The truck moved out and began the long journey down the mountain as Mike
and Roger bounced around clutching John as his limp body moved and trembled
from the trucks movements. It was almost as if life was returning to the
flaccid form of John's body, the boys sat there staring at John but their
eyes were blinded with tears, which still coursed down their cheeks.

Eventually the truck reached the town and it pulled up outside the local
bush hospital, where the staff alerted by the police to expect their
arrival as they had to remove the body from the truck and store it in their
small mortuary, prior to an autopsy being performed. The boys resisted the
removal of their friend's mortal remains but the hospital staff were used
to these situations and convinced the distraught boys that John had to be
placed in the cool storage. Mike and Roger sat there like zombies as John
was slowly removed from their care and placed on a trolley then wheeled
away into the hospital. The doctor in charge checked the two boys out and
suggested they climb out and come inside the hospital, once he got them
inside he sat them down and told them to rest for a while, he asked a nurse
to get them cups of tea,

The boys sat there for a short time then began to react to the tension and
shock of the day as they began to shake and the doctor came back and
ordered them to lie on the beds in the emergency department. He left and
returned to administer a tranquilliser to the boys and shortly their eyes
closed and they fell into a deep sleep. Their bodies were tossing and
turning as their minds relived the horrors they had experienced groans
issuing from their lips at the memories. Till finally the drugs took
control and they dropped into dreamless sleep their tortured young bodies
finally at peace after so long.