I had never considered myself to be much of an adventurer. I've always liked routine and the stability that one gets from a minimalist existence. Which is why I guess that at the age of twenty-five I was still single, living at home, and working at a job that I had since finishing high school. I guess the only thing I had ever done that could have been considered even remotely risky, was when I came out to my parents on my twenty-first birthday. Actually as it turns out, that wasn't much of a risk either since they had pretty much figured out I was gay early on.
Now, you are probably wondering if life could get any more boring? Well, thankfully my friends are a little more adventurous, so when a few of them invited me to spend a two-week, all expenses paid vacation with them on some remote South Pacific Island, I reluctantly agreed. Mostly because I would have to rearrange my schedule and life to accommodate their whims.
But I did, and a week later I was living the good life on a white sand beach, sipping rum and coke, and enjoying the warmth of the sun on my almost nude body. Every so often I would get up from my beach chair and walk around checking out the local scenery and color. The beach and in fact the whole island seemed very informal and uninhibited as many of the guests swam or walked around naked on the beach. There was even a nude volley ball game that my friends played in. Actually, they begged me to join them but I declined because I was too shy to expose myself in public. However, watching them all play in the nude was, I gotta admit, a huge turn on for me, and a number of times I would spy some gorgeous guy strutting around in all his glory. But as soon as he would glance my way I would nervously look towards the ground and shuffle off somewhere.
Now don't get the wrong idea about me. It's not that I didn't want to get together with anyone, because if the truth were known, deep down inside I'm a horny little bugger who constantly daydreams about hot and steamy sex encounters. It's just that I had a problem with meeting guys who I could feel comfortable with in the flesh. I did have one sexual moment a number of years ago when I was seventeen, but that was fleeting as I turned out to be just a one-night stand for the other guy.
Anyway, suffice it to say that getting laid was the last thing I had in mind. I guess I had placed that idea in the dark recesses of my mind. Life seemed too complicated already to be involved with somebody. I know that that was probably not the best of attitudes, but hey, at the time that's how I felt. Although, something happened that changed my outlook forever.
It was the fifth day and I was having the time of my life, which I guess given my life at that time, wasn't hard to do. I had become fascinated with snorkeling and was getting lessons from a local native who, apart from being a truly gifted diver, was also a very sexy guy of Asian background who could have been no older than nineteen or twenty. I loved following him down into the ocean and watching him as his ass and leg muscles flexed each time he would kick out.
A few times he had caught me eyeing him up and down but it didn't seem to bother him. Which was fine with me because I would look him over every chance I got. He was stunning and I had never felt this way towards any man before. It was nice but also a little scary since I didn't know what to do or how to act. I didn't even know if he was gay or bi. So like usual I did nothing.
As our lesson came to an end for that day I went up to him and thanked him for a great time and as I was about to walk away he gently grabbed my hand and held it in his. I started to tremble but held myself together and looked into his eyes. He was smiling when he spoke in broken English.
"I hope you no find this bold, but I would enjoy meet with you tonight. Would you come?"
It took me a few seconds to process what he just asked, but then like a beacon of light his words ran through my mind like a first-rate novel. My first instinct was to decline, but there was some deeper feeling that I had that prompted the words "Yes, I would like that".
He smiled at me with one of the most brilliant white smiles I had ever seen. "It's my pleasure to thank you", he responded "please come at ten tonight here". Then with a quick bow he rushed off.
A few minutes later I was still in awe as I went back to the cabins to shower and change. All during dinner I couldn't get my mind off of meeting my diving instructor. I wondered why he wanted to meet with me and of course some of my thoughts became sexual in nature, but I was sure that they were just daydreams and nothing more.
Finally, it was ten to ten as I made my way out of the resort lounge and down to the beach. Each step was measured with uncertain anticipation and excitement. I didn't know what to expect and for some reason I wasn't uncomfortable with the unknowing. I guess I felt safe and guarded at the same time. I mean, what could happen to me on a quiet, peaceful Island like this?
That was the last thought I had before a pair of powerful hands and arms grabbed me from behind. In an instant I was hoisted over someone's shoulder and carried off into the dense blackness that surrounded the beach. I yelled and struggled with my captor but to no avail. His grip on me was amazingly strong and I thought that it might be worse if I tried to fight him off so I went limp as I let him carry me farther into the woods.
I was out of my mind with every possible scenario and I was sure that I had been kidnapped by some jungle mercenary or crazed half man/half animal cannibal. As my fight or flight instinct began rising up again with mental images of being roasted over an open pit we stopped and my abductor gently lowered me to the ground. This was the first time I got to see who had grabbed me and it's funny but the first thing I thought of was "My God, this guy has the biggest dick I have ever seen".
He was completely nude with a cock that would have put a horse to shame. It must have been over twelve inches long, beer can thick, and with an overhang of foreskin that added another two or more inches to his length.
It was like a dream as I began to stand up slowly trying to take in my surroundings. Looking around there appeared to be no one in sight except for my horse hung captor and I wondered if I could make a break for it. But as I began to dash my captor's strong hands grabbed me once again bringing me up against his body. I could feel the muscles rippling through his arms as he held me against him. I could also feel the enormous length of him rubbing against my ass and I couldn't believe that I was beginning to get a rise out of this. Survival instincts fortunately, or unfortunately, kicked in and I began once again to squirm and yell for help. This didn't please my captor one bit as he squeezed me more, putting a hand over my mouth to squelch my racket. This was a little uncomfortable and as I was about to attempt to kick him in his shin, I heard a deep voice yell out. My strong-armed abductor let go of me instantly.
A little dazed, I began to look around for the owner of the deep voice. I still couldn't see anyone but I was hoping that the voice belonged to someone on the Island police force or some other para-military outfit that made a living rescuing scared tourists.
Then out of the corner of my eye I noticed a flash of orange, then another, and another. As my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I noticed that the orange shape was actually fire and that it was being carried by a number of men, twelve to be exact with torches. Once again the deep voice spoke and for the first time I noticed that it came from the dark wooded area next to the clearing where I stood. The guys holding the torches approached me then stopped. I noticed two of the torch carrying guys break away as a lone figure passed through the line of naked men.
As he approached me a number of things were racing through my head. The most important being "what the fuck is going on?" Followed by "Hey, everyone is naked". Then the man with the voice stopped inches from my face and smiled. He said something softly to me in a language I didn't understand. Sheepishly I shrugged my shoulders and said "Sorry pal, but I haven't a clue what you just said". He seemed to understand this but didn't make any motion to speak to me in English, if he knew English that is. We eyed each other for a few seconds then he moved back and once again spoke in his language.
All of a sudden I felt a strong, familiar pair of hands gently hold me from behind as two guys approached me. I should have been scared out of my wits but for some reason I was really curious as to what they had in store for me, and so I stood my ground. The two guys, who were I might add, absolutely stunning, began to strip my clothes off. I think I tried to stop them at first, I don't remember, but within a few seconds my clothes were at my bare feet and I was stark naked in front of a wall of gorgeous men. Feeling a little exposed I was about to ask what was going on when the voice spoke.
The two who stripped me turned back and walked through the line as a new guy approached me. He couldn't have been no more than eighteen years old and was simply the most beautiful man I had ever seen. His features looked to be that of a mix between Asian and Western cultures and his body was hairless, and chiseled to perfection. There was also something else I found to be of interest; his uncut cock was standing at attention and looked like it was ready to burst.
As he made his way over to me I thought he wanted me to relieve him of his obvious pent up juices, but instead he quietly got onto his knees and with one soft kiss on my cut cock-head he proceeded to blow me like I had never been blown before. With much ease he took my entire seven-inch dick into his mouth and began to bob his head up and down, every now and then stopping just an instant to swirl his tongue around the flared head on the backstroke.
I had never felt anything like this before and I couldn't believe how amazing it was. Fear, mixed with lust, is a truly potent combination and I was succumbing to it by the second. No longer was I afraid of what might happen. The only thing on my mind was the intense pleasure I was feeling deep within my balls and running throughout my cock. Instinctively I grabbed him behind his head and gently pulled as he let me fuck his mouth slowly. The pleasure was building feverishly as I could feel my balls tighten more than they already were.
Then in a moment I'll never forget, the mystery boy/man grabbed my ass cheeks pulling me in and out of his mouth. One hand found my puckered hole and I felt a finger squeezing past my sphincter muscle. It was too much and I couldn't hold back, even if I wanted to. In a matter of seconds I shot off the biggest load of my life. My whole body trembled as blast after blast of my ball juice flew from my piss-slit into the waiting mouth of my young sucker.
I went completely weak-kneed as all of his sucking stopped with the first blasts of my cum splashing into his mouth. He just carefully held my cock between his teeth and I would have fallen to the ground if not for the sure strong arms of horse dick behind me holding me up. Then as my body still shook from my orgasm, the young mouth between my legs rose up towards me. His face was the picture of innocence and sweetness as it came closer to mine. Then I felt the pressure of his closed mouth on my lips. I reacted to this by nuzzling my lips up to his, slowly parting my mouth as an invitation for him to do the same.
It was the most erotic moment I think I will ever experience, as his tongue slid across my own in a passionate slither of saliva and what I soon discovered was my own cum. My heavy load was transferred from his mouth to my own as our tongues fell deeper into each others' mouths. The taste of my spunk was sweetened by my young lovers saliva and I was amazed at how incredibly horny it made me to taste my own jizz as it flowed down my throat. I could feel my dick begin to harden again and I was definitely ready for another blow-job from this young angel. But it was not to be as I felt his body separate from mine.
It was such a surreal experience to be standing naked, erect and shivering, not from the cold but from my nerve endings coming alive for the first time in my life. I just stood there not knowing what was to come next. Then the voice walked up towards me with two objects in his hand. Saying something I couldn't understand he handed me one condom and a silvery tube of lube. I looked at the two objects for a second until I got the message. He either wanted me to fuck someone or I was going to get fucked. But before I could sense what was going on he called to someone who came walking into the clearing. My heart nearly leaped out of my chest. The man now walking towards me was my diving instructor, naked, and sporting a huge erection that bounced up and down as he approached me.
I could feel my cock begin to throb as his slim, boyish body came my way. He was as delectable as the one who just left me and I was in total wonder of his erection as it swayed powerfully from side to side.
Only inches from me now our eyes locked together and he smiled at me. "Glad you coming tonight?" He asked me in that sweet sing/song voice of his. I was about to reply when the voice spoke again. This time the voice was directed at my instructor rather than at me. When the voice had finished, my instructor looked up at me and quietly said, "You are to choose if you would like to enter or be entered."
For the first time that night I understood instantly what he meant and as I broke into a wide smile I handed over the condom and the lube to my instructor.
"I would like to be entered" I replied as he took the objects from my hand. "As is your wish" he answered back.
Immediately we embraced and began to kiss each other, mouths open wide, tongues dancing with each other. Then I felt his hand grope my penis as his mouth trailed down my body until it smothered my cock with a warmth that engulfed my every nerve. My eyes were now closed as he lightly traced my rigidness with his tongue. My scrotum was once again tight as he slowly licked and sucked every inch of my cock and balls.
I wasn't sure how much more of this I could take when he removed his mouth from my cock, grabbing my hand and motioning me to kneel down with him. When we are both on the ground I could feel him almost slide into me as we embraced once more. Then in smooth motion he had me on all fours with my legs slightly spread apart. I knew what was coming and I excitedly awaited his penetration of my virgin ass.
As horny thoughts blurred through my mind I noticed two bare feet approach me. It was the young one who sucked me off first, standing in front of me with a super sized erection staring me in the face. "Is everyone on this freakin' Island hung like horses?" I thought to myself as he walked even closer to where I was on all fours. His cock was a mere inch or so away from my mouth and without a second thought I quickly clamped my mouth over the foreskinned head and began to slowly suck more of him into me. I could feel his legs shake a bit as he moved even closer to me allowing more of his cock to fill my mouth.
Loving his meat inside my mouth I slowly slipped my tongue inside his foreskin and was rewarded with a sweet taste that was his pre-cum. It was delicious and it made me heady with lust. Greedily I sucked it all in wanting him to explode in my mouth.
As this was happening, I could feel my instructor's hands running all over my ass cheeks as the soft touch of a finger spread lube over my anus. It felt cool and hot at the same time and I was enjoying the feeling that his nimble fingers were causing. Then I felt a little force as one finger was inserted deep within my ass. Then a little more pressure as two fingers entered me. There was a brief moment of pain and then nothing but pleasure and more pleasure as two, then three fingers entered me. I unconsciously began to ride his fingers and I knew that I was ready. Apparently so did he because all of a sudden I felt a tremendous force push into me as his cock slowly dived into me inch by incredible inch.
His manhood filled me up as his shaft penetrated me to the hilt. It was so wonderful. I could feel the heat of his sex surge into my body as we became as one. The sensation was so intense that I could hardly focus on sucking off my young friend as all my thoughts were concentrated elsewhere. However, once I use to having a cock inside me, I went back to sucking my young lover for all I was worth.
This was too good to be true and I wanted to experience as much as I could since I really didn't know what was going to happen after all of this. But I wasn't worried about that now as I continued to suck and get fucked. My insides were being pleasantly rammed at this point and I figured my instructor was about to shoot his juice. My young lover was also beginning to fuck my face a little more aggressively as his cock pounded deep inside my mouth.
Then with a hearty groan, my young friend let loose a volley of ball juice. Shot after shot of thick, stringy cum shout out of his cock shaft and into my mouth. I began to swallow the delicious mixture of sperm as it flowed all over my tongue and down my throat. The taste of his sweet semen sent me even more over the edge as I furiously yanked on my dick. I needed blessed relief as well and having my taste buds stimulated with the flavor of his young cum only drove me deeper into a horny state of awareness.
Just then I felt a strong grip around my hips and then the sudden jolting of my instructors groin as he shot his load into the condom that covered his cock. I quickly turned my head and saw that my instructor was reveling in the orgasmic delights caused by my ass. His head was tossed back and his eyes were tightly shut as his mouth muttered some incoherent sexual murmurs. That was all I needed to see as my own orgasm once again welled up from deep inside of me. My seed burst forth from my cock-slit landing all over the ground and rocks about. The feeling was so intense that I cried out in ecstasy as squirt after squirt of my juice splashed all around me. Then much to my surprise, everyone around me began cheering. I was completely taken by surprise at this outburst and I was wondering if it meant that now I was ready to be eaten.
At that moment from behind me I heard a very familiar "All right dude, what a fucking show". I turned around to see my friends, naked and clapping towards me. I wasn't sure how to react. At one moment I was mad as hell then a second later I was totally happy, and even one point almost bursting into tears. Seeing these mixes of emotions my friends came over to me and sat down on the ground beside me.
"We hope you are not angry at us?' one of them smiled, "All we wanted was for you to break out of your shell and experience the joys of life and what it has to offer".
"Yeah" continued another, "you were suffocating in your little world and we figured that you needed a desperate act to wake you up."
I looked over at my friends and then gave them all a big grin.
"I should kick each and every one of your asses, but to be honest I feel I need to thank you all. If it wasn't for you're caring and concern I might have ended up never having experienced the joys of another. Now come here you bunch of pathetic fucks".
Everyone began to laugh as we hugged each other for a long time.
Eventually I did break down and cry, but not because I was angry or depressed, but because of the sheer joy I felt towards my friends and loved ones. We all ended up having a bit of a love-in that night and the next day we slept in until four that afternoon, in the same bed I might add.
I did find out one thing before I went to bed that morning. It turned out that one of my friends saw my diving instructor holding my hand when he was asking me to meet him that night. That's when they got the idea to "work" me through my boring life. He got together with my friends and they were able to get some of the locals that my instructor knew to assist them in a little game playing. The cool thing was that the instructor really did want to see me alone that night.
Well, it's been a few months since that trip and I feel like a new person. Almost like a phoenix raised from the ashes of desperation. I quit my job, have gone back to school to get a degree in, of all things, human sexuality, and I am now seeing a guy I met at a party. But there's not a day that goes by when I don't reminisce about that South Pacific Island and the wonderful experiences and loves that I left there. In fact, there are a few that I still keep in touch with through postcards. For instance, my diving instructor and I maintain regular contact. In fact for the remainder of my stay on the Island, we were an exclusive item as we experienced every waking moment together. Except for that one time when I had to really find out how big my original abductor felt in my mouth. But that's for another story.