Island

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Chapter 25: Andre -- June 18th, Late evening

The water was exceptionally soothing today, as today had been exceptionally hot. It wasn't so much due to the weather as it was due to Matt, Jake, Sebastian and I spending our day at a hot spring on a day that was already hot in the sun on an island in the tropics.

All the more fun to roughhouse in the sea, especially when you were far the biggest boy there, in terms of muscle. Thor who was my only real rival on the island in that regard had gone with Lars to sleep, presumably in their tent, and Matt had fallen asleep in the hammock long before we even reached the beach. After a quick dip Martin, who wasn't nearly as big as any of the previously mentioned, in the muscle department anyway, had also disappeared towards camp. We had a lot of fun with me picking up the remaining three and throwing them back in the water. All of us were skinny dipping of cause, except for Jake who wore nothing but a T-shirt which still left his dick flopping around in semi view. It was only when the sun was completely gone and the world becoming so dark it was difficult to tell one naked boy from another that our horseplay turned into calm bathing. Jake and Jacob whom had gotten tired first were sitting in the water together and looked to be talking but I paid them no mind as Seb was still active enough that I had to keep on my wits about me. He had to compensate for his smaller stature by splashing water in my eyes and, of all things, grabbing for my junk, to get an advantage so I had to be on my toes. Despite the water slowing him down he was still surprisingly quick, and a naked wet body was slippery with few good handholds except the obvious.

While grabbing him by the cock was not over the line for me, not anymore at least, I still didn't want to hurt him. Instead, I made use of my superior size to snare both arms around his waist and lift him as far out of the water as I could. His howling and flailing were almost comical as the smaller boy fought to get free. I did my best not to use my nails, which had grown out a little more than usual doing my week of first staying on the other island, then on this one. This resulted in me trying keep a hold of Seb's shoulder which somehow flipped him so that his head was upside down, just clear of the waterline. I had to work preventing his flailing knee from making contact with my skull and knew I had to let him go soon if I didn't want to dislocate something. A deviant thought shot through my head as I looked directly down into Seb's small but longish dick and balls which were flopping around just under my nose. In a strange sense of declaring my victory and dominance I inhaled, lowered my mouth directly onto his soft, tight nut sack and blew a raspberry on it. It didn't really work as far as making noise, but had the desired effect of Seb squalling like a pig and jerking around violently with the unfamiliar sensation.

"That tickles!" He squealed just before he fell in the water and got his head under, drowning out his words. I waited for him to come back up only to get a jet of saltwater sprayed in my face from his mouth.

"That tickled you cheater." He repeated as I recoiled which gave him a chance to push off and swim out further away from my reach.

"You liked it." I said teasingly letting myself sink further back into the water feeling the ocean surround my naked body once again. Skinny-dipping really was the best.

"I don't know of any great heroes who gets defeated by someone tickling his balls with their mouth." Sebastian said, softly enough to make sure he wasn't heard by the two on the beach but given that I couldn't hear their conversation I thought it was safe to assume they couldn't hear us. I hoped that Jacob hadn't noticed what I'd done. Jacob was cool but I wasn't sure I wanted him to know about that. The impression of Seb's soft balls on my libs and where his dick had touched my chin, lingered oddly on my skin.

"I should tell Sylvis that I found Gorm's weak spot." I said deviously and ducked my head halfway under the surface like a crocodile, moving slowly towards him. I did my best to reference the game he and Jake played with each other, even if I didn't quite get it, or understand what they were saying.

"No!" Seb said putting on Gorm's accent and playfully acting horrified. "It's the Dark Lord Monso! Disguised as a humble bard, he knows my secret!"

"A humble what?" I asked, rising just enough so I could speak, unsure if I'd heard him right with my head half underwater. I was pretty sure I had heard the name Monso being used as an imaginary villain in their games at some point or another.

"A bard." He said. "It's a guy who use magic by playing music."

I'd never heard of that, but the idea made sense.

"Yes." I said in an evil voice. "I shall sing you into enchanted sleep and kidnap you, not even Sylvis can save you then." I said trying my best to play along. I'd no idea if what I said made sense, but it sounded right and Seb seemed to follow along.

"Your evil plan will never work." He said. "We will stop you!"

"But you friend cannot help you. Sylvis is in the clutches of the... uh... demon." I said, thinking quickly. "And I know how to defeat you!" I got in closer, moving my hand up between his legs and grabbed his balls, loosely so it wouldn't hurt him but hard enough so he could feel it. I was quite enjoying this. I had never in my life played a fantasy bord game or even thought about how it was played. But like always when you are on holiday you get the idea to try new things because you are depraved of your normal routine. Right now the idea of trying it out sounded enticing.

Playfully I fiddled with the little balls inside the sack and noted the impressive speed which the younger boy could bone up.

"Noooo! My strength!" Seb, or rather Gorm, said in a drawn-out hushed shout of defeat. He let himself fall backward giving me a view of his long erection before breaking into laughter.

"This is kinda fun." I said grinning at the exaggerated death throws Seb was acting out. "You and Jake do this a lot."

"Yea. I know it's childish, but we can be ourselves around each other when we're being someone else. When Jake is Sylvis, he is much more adventurous."

"Cool." The more Seb described it the less childish it sounded, even if I couldn't imagine a grown adult do it with his friends. Then again, some people did take that stuff into the bedroom. This prompted my next question.

"Do you do it when you..." I trailed off a little. I wasn't above asking direct questions but with Sebastian and Jake it was somehow wrong to say `fuck'. The thought of the two of them together was too sweet and cute to call it fucking. "... fool around." Was the phrasing I landed on.

"Yea sometimes." Sebastian said after a few loaded moments where he caught my meaning. His voice was conspiratorially low as he paddled around a few feet from where I was squatting.

"Sometimes it's just him and me playing around and touching each other, but at other times we are Gorm and Sylvis making love, as Sylvis calls it. The two of them are betrothed." He continued.

"Betrothed." I repeated, playing with the unfamiliar word in my mouth. I knew what it meant of cause but I don't think I'd ever used it.

"So is Sylvis a girl?" I asked. The question was silly, but the name didn't sound very masculine. Oddly enough it took Seb a few moments before he answered, as if he was thinking about it.

"No. Sylvis is a boy." Seb said he lowered his voice a little bit further as if what he was about to admit something mildly embarrassing. "But he is an elf and a wizard so there was this one time where he changed his boy-parts into girl-parts so they could... you know." I felt myself blush a little at the idea. As someone who had previously thought myself heterosexual but had gotten wiser very quickly after coming to this island, so the idea intrigued me.

"That's sounds naughty." I said grinning and flicking my eyebrows at him.

"Yea." The embarrassment of sharing his and Jakes mutual fantasies was getting to him, but I was determined not to make him ashamed about it.

"How did you... reenact it." I asked my cock was rock hard at the mental image of the two of them locked in intimate missionary. I knew the two of them hadn't done any anal stuff with each other.

"We haven't... yet." He confessed. "Jake suggested it because Sylvis' father, who is a nobleman, doesn't want him to marry Gorm not just because he is a man, but because he is a human and because he is a lowborn.

"I get the picture." I said. I didn't really but while I was interested in knowing about their games, I didn't need the full backstory. "Sounds like you have a fun thing going on. But you remember what Matt said about doing it in the..."

"Not like that." Seb said. "Jake and I we do this thing where we..." He hesitated once again embarrassed to say it out loud. He lowered his voice almost to a whisper and said.

"We put our dicks inside each other."

"What?" I asked.

"Sometimes when we're playing around, he puts his dick inside mine and I put mine around his." Sebastian said still hushed as if he was afraid the fish would hear him.

"You are going to have to explain that." I said. "How do you put dicks inside each other?"

"I can show you real quick." He said, looking over my shoulder at the beach. You could barely see the silhouette of Jake and Jacob sitting there, talking. Then he moved closer to me and took hold of my cock with his soft small fingers. Reminded that it had been only six hours or so, since I had had two fingers up inside Seb's hole fingering him until he came, I was still unprepared for this sudden advance but didn't fight it. Sitting in the water he rolled my foreskin back and placed his equally skinned dick against mine which send a rush of sensation through my spine that I wasn't ready for. I placed my hand on his ass to steady him out of reflex while he fiddled around with a facial expression that told me that what he was doing wasn't as easy as he had expected.

"Ok so, what we do is I roll his foreskin over my head." I could feel him try to drag his foreskin over my cock head but having a hard time of it. "But yours is too big."

He then took a hold of my foreskin with two fingers and slid it down over both cockheads sort of locking us together. I huffed as the horny feeling of sensitive dickheads grinding against each other rushed through my body.

"Maybe... we shouldn't be... doing this." I said trying to control my speech through the little spasms that went through my body. Carefully and a little reluctantly I unrolled my foreskin and released the penises from each other.

"You and Jake are boyfriends. I don't want to do something to jeopardize that. I have some really bad experiences with that."

"It's not like that at all." Seb said quickly. "Jake already told you, didn't he? He and I share something special, but he loves you too. You share something with Matt, but that doesn't mean you and Jake love each other any less. You are special to him."

"Alright then." I said. "I just feel bad about what we did earlier. I should have made sure he was ok with it first."

"I wouldn't have let you do it if I thought Jake wouldn't like it. I look forward to trying that thing you did on him." He grinned. I smirked too.

"You two might be the youngest here but you are probably the most mature couple I have ever met." I said.

"He got all red-faced and hard when I described what you did." Seb said. "He said he didn't know that this prostate thing existed before you told him about it."

"Yea, Matt really knows his butt stuff." I said. "You know the thing I did to you? He showed me where my prostate was the exact same way. Before that I thought that when gays fucked each other, it was only the guy fucking who was enjoying it and that they would take turns."

"I didn't know that either." Seb said. "But when I did that with Matt, he really looked like he enjoyed it. Now I know why."

"Yea, makes ya' think... right?" I said. There was a short, loaded silence.

"Are you gonna go through with it?" He asked. I knew what he meant. The wager I'd made with my new fuck buddy had been gnawing at me silently in the background since we'd made it.

"Nah." I said evasively. "I think I will just let him win this one." I had gotten very cold feet regarding Matt fucking me. When he'd fingered me, it had been different. His fingers weren't that wide and he'd been gentle, but even so it had been just below what I knew I could handle. Any bigger and I would expect pain or possibly just too much resistance for anything to get in. Matt's cock was enormous and there was no way that was ever going to fit in me.

"Really?" Seb said. "You want to be his jester for an entire day?"

"No but I don't think I can take him. You've seen the size of his cock. You'd have to be a grade A porn-star to pull that off."

"That's too bad. I was looking forward to having him be naked with the rest of us." Seb said.

"Yea." I said dreamily. Just the idea of Matt's white ass bouncing around everywhere made my balls tickle with anticipation. I really was becoming a sucker for boy flesh.

"I think I know something that might help." Sebastian said suddenly.

"What?" I asked. Curious and a little weary.

"I don't know if it will work, but you aren't usually the type to give up without a fight, right?" He asked there was a hint of Gorm in his voice which made me unsure of his intentions.

"No." I said a little usure.

"Then come take a walk with me. I think there is something we can do." He said.

Five minutes later Seb was walking in front of me. His little brown ass bouncing happily as we tracked down the beach. He'd run into camp and looked for the electric lamp we used, but hadn't been able to find it for some reason. Instead, he'd taken a spare, much older and dimmer one from the shed. It's a good thing he found it, otherwise it would be too dark to see anything. Especially when he turned and took an almost invisible track into the forest where the light from the lantern sent dancing shadows across the forest.

"Are you gonna tell me what the fuck you are up to?" I asked. Given the talk we'd had I wasn't exactly feeling comforted by being dragged into the dark forest. Somewhere along the way Sebastian had picked up a long thick bamboo stalk which he was using like a walking stick, while he kept the lantern held high with his other hand. Something about tracking naked through the forest made me feel like a primeval warrior on my way to do whatever primeval warriors did in the forest late at night.

Sebastian turned around suddenly and pointed at me with his stick.

"Do you want to be Matt's jester?" He asked. For the first time I saw the warrior Gorm's resolute gaze beneath Sebastian's soft features.

"No?" I said, a little freaked out by his uncharacteristic forcefulness.

"Do you trust me?" He asked.

"I am starting to thing I shouldn't." I mumbled, but followed him as we made our way to wherever Sebastian was taking me. I wondered if I had inadvertently got snared into one of his and Jake's games.

After a few more minutes of walking we came to a place I had never been but had heard the others talk about though. A clearing in the forest of bamboo and palms made way to a bounty of low bushes, the kind that bore the elongated fruit we were all so fond of and was found all over the island but never in as close concentration as this place, at least as far as I knew.

The clearing was centered by a monolith of a rock, at least three meters tall which in the darkness loomed over the clearing like a friendly giant. As soon as we entered the clearing, I noticed the moonlight streaming down on us, only partially disturbed by the sharp bright cold light of the lantern Sebastian was holding. Not for the first time, I felt like maybe we should have gone the extra mile and made Seb an actual torch he could log around. Then again there was no reason to tempt fate to burn down the whole forest.

The light from the lantern fell on the stone surface on the monolith and lit up the detailed painting of a boy, one of many similar I had seen around the island at this point. This one had his back turned his smooth round bare ass on display, as well as his low hanging balls between his legs as he bent over to do something I could quite see. I had to remind myself that the idea of running my hand over the tender muscular cheeks and spread them wide to show the undoubtably tight boy-hole wasn't actually possible. Still, most of the paintings were of boys who faced forward which wasn't a complaint. Over the last couple of days, I had learned how to appreciate cocks. How they looked, smelled, and felt. But a good enticing ass was my primary thing. A good ass had been a primary goal when I was looking for a girl and it was no less important on a guy, now that I had discovered just how much I loved guys.

"That's one fine ass." I said under my breath. I walked up to the artwork and ran my hands over the smooth cheeks. It didn't matter how many times I saw these paintings they amazed me every time.

"Thanks." Seb said distractedly from somewhere behind me.

"No, I meant..." I said, looking over my shoulder. "Not that you don't have a fine ass too, but I meant the... what are you doin'?"

Seb was bending over the same way the guy in the painting did, only because Seb was much thinner than the painting his cheeks spread enough when he did so, that I could actually see his hole for a second.

"Should have brought a knife." Seb mumbled oblivious to my staring. "Did you bring one by any chance."

"Hang on let me check my pockets." I said, voice dripping with sarcasm. "I'm buck bare, same as you."

"Right..." Seb pondered, then bend back down.

"Seb is there a point to this, or should we just..." I started when I heard a sudden snap accompanied by a characteristic leaf rustling. Seb stood up quickly triumphantly holding up the fruit he had just managed to pick off the plant.

"You can always -- Woah!" He said immediately fumbling with, and almost dropping, the undoubtably slick fruit. "You can twist them off, if you don't have a knife." I just looked at him as if he was going mental. Why on earth was he picking those now, we had plenty back at the camp? Sebastian seemed undeterred and walked over to me, studying the thing closely as if it was some sort of relic.

"Would you say this is about the same size as Matt?" He asked conversationally. He held it down towards his own flaccid boyhood which he held out like a piece of rubber band to compare the two.

"You would know as well as I... oh hell no!" I took a step back as soon as the penny dropped. "Nu-uh not happening, bro!"

"Why not? Don't you want to see if you can win that bet?" Seb asked.

"Yea, but dude, look at that thing!" I said, a little bit of panic in my voice. I was about to backpedal so hard on my earlier bragging. "It's the size of a squash it'll tear my fucking ass apart.

"It is not. It's not even that much bigger than yours." Seb defended and held it up next to my cock. He was wrong, it was considerably bigger, though in all fairness I was flaccid right now, the frightening thought of putting that thing inside me, almost made it shrivel up like a prune.

"Look, bro. I know I talk a big game. I'm like that and girls love it." I said. "But that's it. I didn't know what I was talking about when I made that bet, you know that."

"I didn't say it would be easy." Seb retorted. "I just thought maybe you should try. I want Matt to lose that bet too, even if you being his jester sounds fun."

"Fine, you do it first if you're so brave then." I said. That worked, at least for now. Seb's eyes widened at the prospect.

"I'm half your size, that isn't fair." He said.

"No, you ain't." I shot back looking down at him. "You're a few years and a few hundred push-ups' from being my size. Your dick is gonna grow bigger than mine before this time next year."

We stood for a good long 20 seconds, staring each other down.

"Fine." He said the defiance on his face admirable, if extremely aggravating. He held out the fruit in two hands and dumped it in my arms. In the few awkward moments, it took me to make sure I wasn't going to drop it, Sebastian had gotten down on all fours and turned his ass towards me.

With a sigh of annoyance that Seb had called my bluff I, sunk down to my knees, placing a hand on his butt cheek. I looked at the little brown hole and watched it flex.

"Bro this isn't gonna fit in ya'." I said exasperated. Seb looked up at me then sunk down on his stomach, rolling around and getting back up to a sitting position.

"I just wanted to help." He said. "I care a lot about Matt, and about you..." He looked up at me with his brown eyes behind the glasses, which were the only think he'd worn in days.

"I know that." I said letting myself sink down next to him. "But you don't have to worry, Matt and I are gonna figure things out just fine. The thing is, you can't just start shoving things in like that. Even with pussies, you sometimes have to get things ready otherwise you'll just hurt yourself." There was a silence between us few moments and I knew he understood.

"This is where Matt and I did it." Sebastian said. "Right there." He pointed with a small finger to a spot not two meters away. "It just sort of happened, we didn't plan on it."

"No kidding?" I said. I could easily picture it. Matt on his back his legs in the air and Seb's smaller body between them gyrating his ass, plunging in an out of Matt's hole.

"Yea, we didn't plan on it either." I said reminiscing. "One minute we were talking, then we were having a wank and suddenly I was balls deep inside him, having the best fuck of my life."

"It's just, Matt didn't have to prepare, he just did it. But when you put your finger in me... it wasn't as easy as I'd expected." He said.

"I know, but Matt is a pro. He's been shoving things up there for years." I said. "But look at this thing, it's huge and Matt's cock is the same." On a whim I turned my body so I was on all fours, like Seb had been a moment ago. With my ass towards him a spread my legs exposing my own hole to him. This was a strange feeling. The thing about the asshole was that even when you were naked it was still this hidden treasure on a boy's body that you had to find. There was something delightfully forbitten about showing it off, even to prove a point.

"Look at this. It'd be like trying to feed a watermelon to a mouse." I said and held the fruit all the way down to my ass to let him get a good look at the size difference. I looked back over my shoulder to gauge his reaction and was not entirely surprised to see him gaze up inside me with wonder and curiousness in his eyes. I tried to relax myself so that the hole would open up as much as it would go, but it was pretty hard. Especially when I unexpectantly felt a soft finger make contact with the hole. Reflexively my ass flexed and the hole snapped shut like an oyster. He then leaned back and lifted his legs back over his shoulder looking down between them to try and catch a glimpse of his own hole to see if he could compare.

"Think you need a mirror for that." I said. Sebastian was surprisingly flexible, but nobody was that flexible.

"I just have a hard time seeing how your dick fit in Matt... how did two whole fingers even fit in me if the hole is so small?" He asked.

"Patience." I said, it was the only answer I had. "Plus, you were better at opening up than I was when Matt did it to me."

He looked at me with owl-like brown eyes and tilted his head again. For some reason I was still standing there like a dumbass, displaying my asshole.

"You mind showing me again?" He asked. The question was odd but expected. "I'd like to learn how to do it properly."

I grinned. I knew what it was like to be young and curious... hell I was still young and curious, if a little more experienced now.

"Got someone special you'd like to impress." I asked coyly. The question made him blush; I could tell. He didn't say it, but I could read between the lines and if I had anything to say about it, Jake would soon be writhing in pleasure under Sebastian's deft fingers. It was odd thinking of Jake like that, but if anyone deserved it, it was him.

I came down from my awkward position on all fours and instead sat down again, leaned up against the monolith.

"Alright but remember I ain't an expert." I said. "For the advanced stuff you'll need to talk to Matt. I'll just show you what I learned."

Seb looked at me with all signs of being all ears, he fidgeted around a lot though, as if not quite sure how to sit. I solved the issue by grabbing his arm and gently pulled him down next to me so we laid side by side, on our sides facing each other, but still leaning ageist the stone monolith. I made a big deal out of looking him deep in the eye as I continued.

"First rule, don't go in dry. Guy or gal, if you go in dry it's gonna hurt." I said. This part I knew from experience. I made a big deal out of taking his hand and putting his index and middle finger in my mouth making sure to get as much saliva in there as possible. Too late I remembered he'd just touched my asshole with one of those fingers a minute ago, and quickly pushed that thought away, especially since he was about to touch it again. Deliberately I lifted my right leg and moved his fingers passed my balls and in between my cheeks until I could feel them touch my hole. Interestingly enough it was hard to tell exactly where it was when feeling it from my end, but Seb could easily feel it. I couldn't help but flex it a little as he pushed against it, but the motion made the otherwise deeply concentrated younger boy giggle.

Then I did the same with my fingers, except placing my index and middle finger against his libs instead. Obediently he opened his mouth and sucked on my fingers just like I had done. This was bizarre and I had no idea why I had insisted on doing it this way, but I had a strange feeling it was the right way of teaching what I knew. At this very moment I felt extremely connected to the previous inhabitants on this island. Somehow, I knew that someone somewhere close by had taught the younger boys the ropes, in a similar way as I was doing now. I didn't even know why they would. I doubted stone age people would take kindly to boys playing with each other's assholes. Then again, they must have had some way of teaching each other about their bodies. Methodically and ritualistically. It was a really weird sensation, and I was starting to understand where Martin was coming from with all his talk of island gods.

"More." I said softly. "Get as much on there as you can." I said when he started to pull back and was delighted when he redoubled his efforts to get my fingers as wet as possible. There was something satisfying in having the younger boy suck on my fingers, and I felt a stirring in my cock and new I would be at full mast in a few seconds. Sebastian was oddly enough still flaccid, but I figured that would change in not too long.

"Couldn't we use fruit juice?" He asked as soon as I retracted my fingers and moved them down towards the same place on him, where he was touching me. He automatically lifted his leg to give me access and soon my finger was touching his hole once again.

"You won't always have fruit juice on hand." I said. "Maybe later. Alright, You ready?"

He nodded.

"Then start with one finger." I said. "Remember to push out with your ass, don't try to suck it in." As talked, I pushed my middle finger against his hole and met very little resistance. I tried to follow my own advice and pushed out, as I felt Seb do the same. Soon I felt the less than familiar sensation of having another boy's finger inside my ass, as well as the walls of Seb's anus around my own finger.

"Alright, next thing." I said and poked around inside him to find what I was looking for; the wet knob was surprisingly easy to find. "Do you feel that."

Sebastian made an odd sound, like a puppy dog, as soon I pressed on his pleasure spot with my finger. Seconds later his cock was hard as a bowstring. The kind of vicious boner only a teenage boy could obtain.

"The prostate!" he said. I nodded, glad he remembered.

"Try if you can find mine." I said. I waited while I felt him rummage around inside me. It was strange, just having him in there filled my body with an odd sense of surging adrenaline that didn't subside but just kind of created an alluring and suspenseful tension in my body. Weirdly enough that sensation was more powerful around my chest, rather than in the loins.

"Here?" He asked.

"No, try going deeper." I said in response, then suddenly felt a pleasurable jolt followed by a whirring sensation in my insides.

"There!" He said, excided and pressed it again. I took a few moments to enjoy his massage. Not for the first time I wondered why I didn't do this more often. I too took the time to explore Sebastian's insides again. His prostate had been a bigger than I had expected when first I had fingered him, and it still was. I'd easily found it again and now he was making the cutest sounds every time I pressed on it, though no liquid left his cock. Mine was a different story. My foreskin had pealed back as I had boned up, and precum was leaking out of the slit and running down the side of the shaft.

"Ok..." I said breathlessly. "Lets' try and add another finger." I suggested. This was easier said than done. Sebastian was tensing up no matter how much I reminded him to push outward, and I was no better.

"That really hurts." Seb said after intensely squinching his face. I relented immediately and thought to myself that maybe doing this simultaneously wasn't the best idea. I watched his face go from concentrated to curious once again.

"We will give it a little more time, and maybe some more lube." I said. I playfully massaged his pleasure spot again and watched as he squirmed in delight. "Try and see if you can do it to me. You were almost there." It wasn't true. He had stopped trying when he'd felt pain. But Seb had smaller fingers I had a bigger asshole -- I hoped -- So it was worth continuing. Plus, I hadn't felt any real pain yet. No more so than I felt in other muscles when stretching after working out.

I quickly realized that going one at a time was a much better idea. Focusing all my energy on allowing him access made the whole process much easier. It still wasn't easy though. Maybe my saliva was already drying up or maybe I was just that tight, but it took a good long while for Seb to work his index finger in alongside his long finger. I felt like a balloon being inflated to the limit by an overzealous party planner. To try and keep from clenching was like trying not to blink, but boy was my prostate loving it. It was the same kind of pleasure as when I was balls deep in someone, but in reverse.

"Oh damn." I huffed. Exhaling through my nostrils as Seb's fingers started wiggling again. I almost couldn't look at him as he pleasured me but from what I saw, there was a very self-satisfied expression on his face. I almost felt like I had to pee but couldn't. He gradually sped up his motions and I felt how he touched his forehead to mine, in an intimate gesture. When I dared opening my eyes again, just a tad, I saw how he was biting his lower lip in a very cocky expression, which I'd sometime seen on him before when he was succeeding at something at was about to get overconfident.

"God -- Stop!" I huffed, so ready to cum and yet unable to, that I couldn't take it anymore. I was so pent up my balls physically started to ache, and I didn't think I could take it.

My ass was pulsing with a dull ache as well, when he pulled out of me. I rolled over on my back and breathed slowly and deeply to get my body back under control. In the heat of the moment, I'd forgotten that I still had a finger up inside him as well, which slid out in the same motion, but leaving Seb clinging very close to me his entire naked front clinging to me from the side. He was still hard, and his cock almost thrummed against my hipbone.

In the dim light, I looked down myself. My belly rippling with my breath and absolutely soaked in the juices that had l leaked out of my cock. I hadn't cum, and I didn't feel like the last time when Matt had made me squirt too. My cock wasn't even completely hard, but was laying on my abdomen, pointing towards my face, in a sort of semi-chub state.

"Andre?" Seb said, after a few moments of me catching my breath and him, presumably either waiting for me to do so, or just listening to the sounds of the forest. "I don't think you have anything to worry about."

I giggled. I couldn't help it.

"If you think..." I huffed, still in the process of catching my breath. "... two of ya' fingers is in any way the same, as Matt's tool, you're nuts." With my arm around his shoulders, I pulled him in and gave him a solid kiss right on the side of his head. "But you do some damn good fingering." I added. My lower abdomen still felt like I'd been punched in the stomach, but somehow in a good way. Worse than that, my balls felt like they were being squeezed. They always did that when I'd been edging for too long. Next to me, Sebastian moved and picked up the fruit he'd left next to us in the dark somewhere. By digging his nails into the skin, he could hold on to it. I noticed that from around the edges of his nails flowed a tiny amount of juice, which shone fluorescently in the moonlight that seeped down between the branches like our still slightly glowing body paint that still stained our skin, even days after we'd applied it.

I watched as he held up two the two fingers that had just been inside me, next to it. As expected, the fruit was quite a bit thicker.

"It's not that much more." He said stubbornly but wavering a little. Then, curious as ever, he took the tip of it in his mouth and sucked on it. I just watched as he experimented. At first, I thought he was going to bite the top off, to get to the juice inside, but he didn't bite down. Instead, he just moved it around his mouth, getting a sense of the fruits girth and rigidness, and yes, simulating what it would be like to have Matt's massive log in his mouth. Then he made a mistake. A mistake I would have also made in his shoes -- or lack thereof. He tried taking as much of it in his mouth as he could. Unfortunately for him, the fruit was so slick he might as well have tried to suck down a dick-shaped ice cube. With a jerk of his body, a muffled panicked yelp of surprise, choked back by the girthy fruit, and many unpleasant gaging noises the fruit sunk several centimeters further into his throat than he'd planned. I practically watched his throat bulge and got a glimpse of what would probably develop into a prominent Adam's apple within the next few years. Half a second later Seb was on all fours coughing and gagging like a first-time smoker, making unpleasant hoarse noises while I, not entirely able to contain some laughter, sat up to try and help him. To my relief he recovered quickly and didn't hurl which would have been a lot more unpleasant.

"Be careful with that." He croaked hoarsely.

"Maybe BJs aren't your strong suit." I said jokingly as I gave him a few pads on the back.

"Fuck you." Seb croaked and punched me lightly on the shoulder. "Don't practice with those, they're too slippery." He picked up the fruit and handed it to me. His wet, bloodshot eyes held a challenge that I couldn't resist. I might also have an unfair advantage, not only was my mouth bigger than his, but I'd also never had a very good gag reflex. It was a problem when you were drunk, bloated and just wanted to stick two fingers in your throat, but here it would be an advantage. I looked at the fruit and considered it. The first and only time I'd sucked a cock was a few days ago, atop the mountain. I hadn't really tried sucking it down, because I'd focused on licking around the head. When Matt had ejaculated in my mouth though, it had sent me coughing, so I wasn't exactly immune.

With a gleam in my eye, looking at Seb with confidence, I slit the fruit into my mouth without hesitation. The skin tasted vaguely of cucumber as expected, except the breaks in the skin from Seb's fingernails let enough juice out that the taste of sweet, fruity nectar was undeniable. It was definitely the same size as Matt, maybe even a bit bigger. Without breaking eye contact with Seb, and making sure to dig in my nails as best I could, I did my best to relax my throat and let it sink in.

It slid down disturbingly easy. I felt my throat expand somewhat painfully, but didn't gag or feel the urge to cough. It was only when the disturbing thought of possibly swallowing the fruit whole hit me, that I lost my nerve and pulled it out, taking a deep breath. Sebastian's eyes were round as silver dollars when I handed him back the fruit.

"Yea that isn't pleasant." I croaked. I sounded just like the first time I had taken a hit from a bong. Hoarse and almost a whole octave deeper than normal.

"You almost swallowed it." Seb said, astonished.

"As I said... Not pleasant." I repeated. "But sucking a dick is different. You gotta focus on the head and not the shaft."

"Yea I know." He said and took the fruit back I was holding out, and stared at it for a little longer.

"You know what?" Seb said, very suddenly. He also sat up straight with the Matt-sized fruit in his hands, and looked back at me resolutely. "You are right, this thing is too big."

"That's what I've been saying." I said, not quite sure where this new energy came from.

"But that isn't a reason to give up." Seb said. "One way or the other, you are winning that bet."

"Dude, just forget it." I said, rolling my eyes. "I've lost that bet. It's not the first time I've had to swallow my pride, I can handle some humiliation. Ain't much he can do to embarrass me on this island."

I followed him with his eyes as he got to his feet, seemingly not listening to what I just said, and started roaming around in the clearing.

"Why don't we just try with a smaller one first." He said, squatting down next to a bush presumably to study the fruits that grew on it. I couldn't actually see, because of the darkness. The old lantern lit the clearing just fine, but it was still only one lantern.

"That would be a way to train, I suppose. But I don't think..." I began, as I scrambled to get up a little further. I didn't get very far before a fruit, a long thin one with a slight curve to it. It scooted off me immediately and despite my reflexive attempts to seize it slit into the grass like it was made of ice.

I say thin, but the thing was about as wide as two of my fingers and intimidatingly long. I looked up at Sebastian who came happily walking back to me with an additional selection of fruits of various sizes. From a tiny one which was no bigger than my pinky, to one that resembled my own cock in size, except longer. There was something comical about his brisk walk, with the arms full of fruit and a bouncing boner pointing aimlessly in a random direction as he walked.

I carefully and full of doubt to the wisdom of this idea, picked up the fruit he'd tossed me. While smaller, its girth was still intimidating. I looked back to Seb who was carefully and methodically measuring his selection of fruits against his own penis. The first one was much thinner than his and he placed it on his stomach, from where it immediately slid down on the ground, to measure the next one.

"Let's try this one." He said and sunk the nail of his thumb into the skin of the fruit, dragging it a little to leave a deep furrow bleeding fruit juice onto his fingers. He looked at me expectantly and held up his fruit as if it was a brilliant new gadget he'd invented.

"See, I made one the same size as Jake." He said. "You think that will be a problem?"

"Don't know." I said. The casualness and ease with which he had measured out Jakes dick in fruit form was a little disturbing on some level. Also, the idea of how familiar he'd have to be with my young friends' cock was sweet but stirred my protective instinct towards Jake a little bit. "Do you?"

We locked eyes for a moment, the challenge hanging in the air. To Seb's credit he didn't back down, even though he looked a little apprehensive.

"I think I can take it just fine." He said defiantly, was it my imagination or had he deliberately dropped his voice to sound more like his fearless alter ego? "But you are the one whose butt is on the line."

He was right of cause, but nevertheless he handed it to me and send me a last defiant glare before turning his ass towards me.

We were once again in this sort of bizarre situation where Sebastian was kneeling in the grass facing away from me with his head resting on his arms like he was praying to some sort of Greek god. Because he was hard it was only his smooth tight ball sack, I could see between his legs below his hole which flexed provocably at me between the two cheeks. Unlike before it wasn't completely closed shut, but had a tiny opening to his insides visible, presumably from my fingering earlier. Still the fruit in my hand didn't look like it would fit. Jake's cock wasn't small after all, bigger than Seb's. Despite my apprehension I did it anyway. I could always stop if it didn't work. Before getting started I nipped a hole in the top of the fruit with my front teeth and tasted the sweet juice. Then, I held it over his hole to make sure it was lubed up properly. The fruit skin was slippery in and of itself, but I wanted to make sure there was enough lube. A giggle and a shiver was heard from Seb when he felt the juice touch his sensitive skin, but he didn't comment.

I placed the still leaking tip of the fruit against his hole and applied the slightest pressure. Seb was a fast learner, I had to give him that. I didn't have to remind him to relax and push out, he remembered. To my utter astonishment the fruit slid inside him with no effort at all, like sliding a clean sock over a foot. I had to dig my nails into the skin to control it as it easily slid past the point Seb had made which marked the length of Jake's cock. The younger boy let out a long moan, followed by a sigh that almost sounded like relief.

"You good?" I asked.

"All good." Sebastian said in a strained voice. "Just feels bigger than expected."

I gave him a few moments to adjust before trying to move it again. The pinkish fruit juice was starting to leek around the edges of his hole and I wondered how much the juice had washed out into him. It took only a single accidental slight upwards motion of the fruit to illicit a response from Seb. His body made a slight convulsion from the motion and he made a groan so full of pleasure I was sure he had to be exaggerating.

"Keep doing that." He breathed. Curiously I lowered my head to look in between Seb's legs, in an attempted to gauge him. His body was tense as a bowstring, but that could mean anything. He was resting his upper body on his elbows with his head bend all the way forward, so I could see his face upside down when looking past his balls and his utterly hard penis. His eyes were clenched shut and his face a mask of pleasurable tension. A drop of liquid was clinging to the underside of his cock, having presumably leaked from the tip. I couldn't believe how well he was responding to this. Spurred on, I started moving the fruit a little more. The effect was immediate and powerful.

"Nghh... aaahh!" he groaned and his mouth opened wide in response. I placed a hand on one of his thighs for better control and felt a repeated series of little tremors move through him as I stimulated his prostate with the fruit. I felt a rush of excitement, now that I knew that what he felt was indeed pleasure my own extasy was awoken. There was nothing I liked more than giving pleasure and Sebastian seemed just as easy to please as Matt was. A steady stream of liquid was now dripping from his cock and into the grass below him and he was moaning and squirming without any real rhythm. It was just a continuous array of pleasurable senses he was reacting to as I moved the fruit every which way to see what he'd react to. Spurred on by my own glee and cockiness I opened my mouth and ran my lips over his soft wrinkly ball sack. I didn't know what it was with balls, normally people didn't speak highly of them but there was something about their tenderness on my lips I found incredibly arousing. I felt every little detail of the sack on my tongue and tried to carefully manipulate one of the balls inside of it.

"Fuuuuuuuck." Sebastian half choked into his arm. The tremor was palpable through his ball sack in my mouth and the fruit in his ass. Next thing I knew, the fruit slipped through my fingers and fell out of him with a huge sigh from Sebastian. A second later his body tensed up and a huge stream of runny clear liquid erupted from his cock and splashed the ground beneath him in a long single squirt.

Sebastian stayed in that position for a while, breathing slowly and deeply. His ass was gaping and pulsating, if still rapidly closing back up. Pink juice was leaking out of him and if there had been more light, I could have looked right up inside him if I'd wanted. Instead, I sat back looking at him, absolutely fascinated with the amount of pleasure he'd manage to archive. My own cock was almost achingly hard and my body was screaming at me for some sort of release. Adrenaline was causing little tremors of horniness to twitch my body in different ways and places, and the ache in my core and my balls had returned. But I ignored all of it, not even daring to move.

Instead, I let Seb take as much time as he needed to recover.

I watched him roll over to avoid the mess he'd made in the grass and sat on his ass and elbows in the grass, legs spread and looked at me through heavy eyelids. The devious smile on his face was almost uncharacteristic and I felt a little like I was being judged in a new light, by him. His glasses had fallen halfway off and was now crookedly attached to his face which only accentuated his disheveled appearance.

"Your turn." He said smiling deviously through shallow breaths.

"Uuh..." I said uncertainly. "Take your time."

"I'm good." He said and rolled onto his knees, showing every sign of sore pain in his lower body. "Come on, it's your turn."

I rolled my eyes, sighing internally. I was impressed with his ability to recover, but annoyed with his impatience. Anyone else I'd ever slept with had always gone to sleep after receiving that level of pleasure. Then again, I wasn't sure I'd ever given anyone else that level of pleasure, except perhaps for Matt. Quietly I bit back my apprehension. I had to admit something in me was a little scared still. Not just from the fear of anal pain, but I also wasn't sure I could ever look myself in the eye again if I ever found myself writhing in pleasure under someone else's hand like that.

Swallowing my pride, I got on all fours and waited in suspense, listening to my own nervous heartbeat as Sebastian moved slowly around me. Looking over my shoulder I watched him pick up the fruit I had just pleasured him with. It was dripping with juices and still leaking from the tip. I wasn't sure I wanted to have that one up my ass, since it had just come out of his. However, it was the smallest one of the fruits he'd picked except the one that was so small it would disappear inside me, so I didn't complain. Plus, it was going in my ass, I wasn't going to complain about its hygiene.

I inhaled sharply as I felt the warm juice hit my asshole. I was getting increasingly nervous now. I decided I wasn't going to be a pussy, and steeled myself. What the hell did I have to be nervous about? Bigger things had come out of me than what was about to go in after all, and it wasn't like I didn't want this.

"I am ready." I said trying to put conviction in my voice, and felt a hand being placed on my ass moving the cheek a little for better access. I spread my legs out a little more in response and felt the wet tip of the fruit against my hole, causing an in involuntary flex. I did my best to push outward as soon as he pushed and felt... no pain. The fruit parted my flesh easily and sunk inside me with almost no resistance. Only a smooth, slightly gritty slide up inside me. The stretching felt a little unfamiliar though and I gave off a sharp sigh. I was actually a tad disappointed. I had expected to feel pain, and hadn't felt any, but where was the pleasure? The fruit finally met a little bit of resistance and Seb stopped pushing. A twitch went through my body and my cock jumped a little.

"Is it ok?" Seb asked?

"It's all good." I said. "Feels strange."

"I know." Came the reply. "You have it in pretty far. Does it feel good?"

"Sort of." I said. "You can play with it a little, see what happens." That helped, as soon as Sebastian moved the fruit, I felt it hit my prostate and the amazing feeling of being stimulated from the inside started building up. I gave off a huff, and tried to enjoy it. It was hard though, even though the fruit was definitely doing something, I had actually liked it better when he'd just fingered me. After a minute or so I stopped him.

"I am not doing well, am I?" Seb asked, when he pulled the fruit out of me. I looked back and tried to smile encouragingly.

"You are doing fine." I said. "Maybe I am just more of a top. I am not feeling much, it doesn't even hurt."

Seb looked thoughtful as he put the fruit down.

"Let's try a bigger one then." He said "This one went in so easy, maybe it's just too small."

I bit my lip. Why did I have to open my big mouth. I wasn't much for it, but he did have a point. Maybe my problem still was that I didn't like to think of myself as someone who liked taking cocks in the ass. But it wasn't a cock after all.

"I don't think that will work, this already feels like enough." I said.

"Will you stop being such a pussy." Seb said. The tone of his voice surprised me. I looked back up at him only to get a sharp look back. The voice he'd used was not his usual carefree cadence but more like the voice he used when he was playing his barbarian alter ego. I didn't quite know how I felt about that, but there was something about it that made me feel challenged and therefore cockier.

"Ok, but don't scale up too much. Just a little bigger." I said. "The last one didn't hurt but I still felt tight."

Seb nodded and I got back into position. Just like last time I huffed and steeled myself. I heard the distinct noise of Seb biting into the tip to release the lubricating juices. The boy was a fast learner, he hadn't even seen me doing that.

"Alright, ready." Seb said, using his Gorm voice. I felt the tip of the next fruit poke against my asshole. Sure, enough the profile of it felt bigger and blunter.

The effect was... noticeable. This time there was pain too and even though I did my best to push, the fruit strained against my hole. I cried out, but managed to bite down on my tongue before I made an ass of myself, no pun intended. Even doing something like this, my sense of pride refused to let a little bit of pain defeat me. Folding into the same ass up, head down position on my knees as Seb had used, I groaned with my mouth buried on my arms. It didn't matter whether I pushed or clenched though. The fruit, slick as it was, slid slowly and deliberately into my asshole like butter on a hot skillet. I felt my inners widen and stretch to accommodate the invasion and with it came thousands of pinpricks, each and every one traveling either up my spine, down my legs or into by cock and balls. Sexual tension was rising, my cock was twitching. I felt like I had to pee and the urge to cum was mounting, but felt like it was just outside of my grasp. Then the fruit hit my prostate, that must have been what happened, and a surge of tinkles twisted through my entire body. I let out an involuntary moan that left me mortifyingly embarrassed that I could make such a sound, and felt a single jet of runny cum shoot lazily out of my cock, completely involuntarily.

I huffed and struggled to catch my breath. It was like the presence of the fruit was restricting my ability to breathe properly. Sebastian had stopped pushing it in when I had reacted, but in this position, I couldn't see his expression. I couldn't move my legs a whole lot either, mostly out of fear of what too much motion would do to my ass with the fruit up inside me.

"How far is it in." I croaked.

"A little more than two thirds." Seb said, the awe in his voice was palpable.

"I think that's all I can take." I said. "Holy crap I didn't expect that."

"It feels amazing right?" He asked. I pondered over that word. I would probably had gone with `intense', or something similar.

"Alright... let's leave it in there for a minute." I said. "Then take it back out, I don't think it's a good idea if we are too..." I suddently felt another surge. I wasn't sure if Seb had touched the fruit or not, or if it was simply the first wave returning, like a boomerang. Whatever it was, it returned... was it an orgasm of some sort? It filled my head with pleasure and blurred out my vision. I felt how I lost my footing as another long lazy squirt of cum was ejected from my cock. Off balance in my already awkward position, I stumbled and to my horror, felt the fruit slide further inside me until my asshole clinched shot around back end of the fruit with a miniscule dull ache.

"Ahhhhh." I half moaned half hissed as I fell onto my side, my whole body write with tension. My guts felt bloated like a balloon, like I had to take the biggest dump of my life. I could practically feel how my body was screaming for release. I could tell without looking, how much precum was leaking form my cock and onto anything in close enough proximity.

"I'm sorry." Seb squealed. "I didn't mean to... It went inside you!"

I didn't answer immediately. I wasn't quite sure if I could talk at all. I was just trying to keep my panic in check. Reaching down I could feel the tip of the back end of the fruit still poking out of my hole, that was good at least.

"Its... huh... fi-...-ne." I said. "Motherfu... that's... biiig." I huffed. I did my best to dig my nails into the fruit and pull but I didn't have enough leverage to pull against the force of my sphincter with my nails alone, especially not from this angle. Finally, I gave up and laid back in the grass on top of my own juices, trying to think of what to do. Instinctively I kept my legs apart and my diaphragm coiled, unable to relax a single muscle in my lower body.

"Fuck this thing is too big." I said when I'd finally gotten myself enough together to talk properly. My chest was still heaving though. Sebastian just sat between my legs and looked indecisive. He too had tried digging in and pulling but had only been marginally more successful than me.

"Don't worry, we'll get it out." He said. "Maybe I should go get Matt... he might."

"No." I said sharply. The last thing I wanted was Matt seeing me like this right now. "Let's just... think."

"Are you pushing?" He asked. I couldn't help but grin at the stupid question.

"Yea." I said. "I gotta say though. I don't think I can take Matt's cock after all. This isn't even his size and I already..." I had to take a break mid speech to breathe and suppress an oddly pleasurable tremor in my body. "... already feel like I'm about to burst."

I tried not to look Seb in the eyes. I didn't want him to see the tears that were forming in my eyes from the weird pressure from the inside. Every time I tried to squeeze with my ass, I felt the fruit move oddly inside me, making me shudder with the odd sensation and sending tiny stream of liquid running from the tip to the base of my cock. I felt good and royally fucked in more ways than one.

To my surprise Seb seemed oddly sheepish. He wasn't looking at me either and his voice was oddly shameful. I got a very terrifying suspicion.

"Please don't be angry." He said meekly, but now that I could finally look at him, I could have sworn that I saw a devious shade on his face. "The fruit you have in there is..."

I felt the blood drain from my head as I realized what he was trying to tell me. I must have looked like a cheap sex doll in the face.

"You tellin' me..." I said, huffed for breath, felt another tremor and gulped before I could continue. "That you put that huge thing...!" Another pause, another tremor, another little squirt of cum. "Instead of the..."

"I just wanted to try." Seb said after a moment, sounding more than a little defensive. "I didn't think it would actually go in, but it just did... Your butt just swallowed it." There was a bit of awe in his voice too, as he said it.

"Fuck!" I whined trying to breath shallow breaths as it didn't feel like there was room inside me for deeper ones. I felt another wave of pleasure wash over me as I dared to try and move to my knees in an attempt to find a position where I could get it out. I doubled over and ended up with my forehead against the grass exhaling like an exhausted draft horse. "I can't... I can't take anymore." I said desperately as I gritted my teeth, just as the next wave hit me, this time followed up by a weak pulse of liquid leaving my cock. I barely registered how Seb scrambled around me, not quite sure what to do.

"Wow, I can almost see it." Seb said, as I felt a finger poke at my taint right under my undoubtably strange looking asshole. The touch made me see stars as my abused prostate was squeezed even further.

"Can you... huff ...get it?" I asked. There was a few second of silenced and a few more pleasure waves where all I felt was fingers, in and around my hole.

"No, it's too slippery... I don't know what to do." Seb said. "Maybe if you squad, you can push it out."

"I don't think I can." I said. "I can barely feel my legs."

"You have to try." Seb said. "When we have to do our business in the forest in the scouts, we sit like that."

"This isn't exactly." I said but was cut off by another pressure buildup that made my body scream.

"No... I can't..." I said, carefully rolling back onto my back. I felt how I was laying on some of Sebastian's juices from before, but right now I didn't care. "I can't take it I need to... cum." I didn't know why I said it, my body was simply begging me for some sort of release. I moved my hand to my cock, slowly and carefully as I was afraid what a sudden movement would do. When my hand finally touched the shaft of my dick, I felt a hand, smaller than mine, take a hold of it at the same time. Judging from the sound of his breath, which was barely audible over the rushing in my ears, Seb sat or knelt down between my legs somewhere and had taken a hold of my cock. The touch was almost unbearable. Even the slightest manipulation of my heavy manhood put pressure on the fruit inside me and made me moan and convulse, my balls ached so much that I feared anything would touch them. I was just on the edge, ready to fall but held back by some invisible power. That power was broken the second Seb's tongue touched my frenulum. My orgasm was so intense the world seemed to disappear for an unknown length of time. My ears were filled with a ringing that drowned out whatever involuntary sound I was making. My vision blurred out leaving only formless swimming dots. My body started pulsing as the floating, warring sensation took over my body, little convulsions in my gut erupting into new pleasurable sensations every time the fruit moved inside me. I almost felt like I was floating over the grass. The only sensation of touch I had was the fluid coming from within me starting to cover my body. Then as if my magic I felt a slight burning sensation in my asshole, as the sphincter opened and something large started to slide out. I did my best to push out, but it was impossible and completely unnecessary. In trot with my orgasm subsiding the fruit, slid out of me as easily as a boiled almond from its skin.

Finally, the fruit left my ass and my body instantly relaxed. I took a long shuddering breath as the world started to rematerialize around me. First sound, then vision. I was looking up in the night sky between the tall bamboo stalks, just trying to breathe. My entire front was completely soaked in cum. Thin, runny cum barely thicker than water in its consistency, running down the sides of my body and into the grass. My balls felt like they'd been squeezed in a vice, and my legs were still prickling.

It took me a while to register that Seb was standing over me. Looking down curiously at my helpless form.

"Are you alright?" He asked.

"No." I croaked; my voice hadn't regained its full strength. My ass felt both dry and wet at the same time and every time I flexed it, involuntarily or otherwise I felt a soreness I was sure wouldn't go away anytime soon. Despite this, my body was completely relaxed, all tension left in my body, even after having spend all day in a hot spring, was gone. If I'd relaxed anymore than I was currently doing, I was pretty sure I'd piss my... well not my pants - I wasn't wearing any.

"It came out." Seb said unnecessarily. I don't know why he felt the need to touch it, but he picked up the Matt-sized fruit from somewhere between my legs and looked at it under the light of the old lantern. It looked frighteningly big in his small hand, but at least it didn't have any blood on it. Actually, the fruit looked like it was lighter in color than before, but that was probably just my imagination.

"Throw that away please." I said. Not wanting to look at it. I had so many conflicting emotions right now I didn't want to see the catalyst of all these thoughts.

"Yea, you are right." He said. "I'll go find a bigger one, and we'll try again."

"NO!" I exclaimed loudly, before I saw the dumb smirk on Sebs face that told me he was joking. Making that kind of joke was unlike him and my brain was working slowly so I hadn't caught on to it in the first place. "That thing almost tore me apart." I mumbled, embarrassed by the continual smirk Seb was sending me, as he held a hand out to help me up, after throwing the used fruit back into the bushes.

Getting to my feet was an ordeal, my entire lower body protested at the strain, but I couldn't stay where I was. Juices were running off me as the gravity shifted and left streaks of cum down my body. I could feel how there were still juices inside me, but none were running out of me, thankfully. I took a single trying step forward and winced at the shooting dull pain that darted up my spine.

"There, that wasn't so bad was it?" Seb said returning to the gruff barbarian voice, his face a triumphant mask as he slapped me on the ass, making me yelp in pain.

"Fuck you!" I said, taking a step away in a guarded position. "I'll make you pay for what you did, don't think I won't get back at you." The tone in my voice took the sting out of my words. Sebastian didn't seem worried, based on his devious facial expression.

"You'll have to catch me first." He said, and made another attempt at either slapping or poking at me, before darting out of my arms reach, picking up the lantern in the process. I cursed inwardly as the younger boy stayed just outside of my reach, moving just quickly enough that I couldn't catch up with my severely reduced walking speed. In contrast to me, he was walking, skipping and dancing like a forest elf with a lantern, like he wasn't feeling any soreness at all. Then again, the fruit I had used on him had only been a fraction of the size.

The cool ocean water was like drinking a glass of whole milk after eating hot peppers. The weightlessness of the saltwater plus the numbing cold on my abused ass was bliss, not to mention the feeling of washing all that sticky cum off my body, even if that wasn't quite so easy. Seb was floating around somewhere next to me, still making sure to be outside my reach, in case I were to take my revenge. He too needed to wash the sex filth off of him. I tried to push out some of whatever juices were still inside me but nothing came out, after a little while I dared probing the ass with a finger and felt a sore but slick and malleable hole which disturbingly easily let two whole fingers inside effortlessly before I felt more stretching than I could handle. I was wondering whether it was possible that I could win this stupid bet I had made. It didn't matter, I'd already decided I would admit defeat. Right now, despite the pleasure I'd felt below the pain, I'd rather be a jester for a day, no matter what sinister things Matt might ask of me, than put anything in my ass again.

There was nothing more peaceful than the deserted beach at night. The moonlight was enough to see by, even though we had the lantern, and once again the markings on our bodies illuminated our skin. Whatever was in the fruit juice must have an extremely good ability to cling to the human skin, because Seb's dragon body-art that Jake had made, was plainly visible snaking down his body, even though it was only barely visible in the daylight. We finally made it back to the beach near camp. We made most of the journey in the water, as I was still too sore to walk faster than I could limp. Sebastian carried the lamp above the surface while I focused on moving as carefully as I could.

We heard hushed voices on the beach as we rose out of the water. Seb had likened us to merfolk as we got out and made a big deal out of doing it gracefully. I limited myself to moving however I could.

Jake's laughter was unmistakable, it sounded like he was being tickled or something. Soon the cone of light fell upon two boys rummaging around under some blankets, un tip of another larger blanket. From the looks of it, Jacob had dove under the blanket so only a few stray limbs stuck out, and were tickling Jake who was begging for mercy. It took them a good twenty seconds to notice that we'd approached, even when Seb placed the lantern in the sand and ran up to the two under the blankets.

"That was a long walk you two had." Jacob said in a tone I couldn't quite gauge. "You must have been all around the island."

I did my best not to look sheepish. I had no idea what time it was, but since the two of them were still awake it couldn't be that late.

"We just took a trip up and down the beach." I lied.

"Did you?" Jacob asked and propped himself up on his arms so the blanked slid down his bare chest all the way to his pubic area. "We didn't see you.

"We took a walk as well, but we probably didn't go as far as you did." Jake said, as he wormed himself out from under the blankets so Seb could sit down next to him. After an odd glance at both me and Jacob, Jake leaned over to give Seb a deep kiss on the mouth. I was surprised, and so seemed Seb. I looked to Jacob to take measure of his reaction, of he dared to make fun of them I was ready to give him a talking to, but he just looked neutrally at the display of affection before he turned his attention back to me. Sebastian too, looked like he wasn't sure he wanted to be kissed in front of Jacob but surrendered to it quickly, and was soon pulled down under the blanket with Jake in a loving embrace.

"What's wrong with you, did you hurt yourself?" Jacob asked. I blushed but hoped it couldn't be seen in on my dark skin in the darkness.

"I fell." I mumbled and did my best to look like I wasn't sore, which only intensified the occasional jabs of pain that were lessening by the minute, but were still making me cringe.

"Right." Jacob said, as if he didn't quite believe me. I wondered what he was thinking, but he couldn't possibly know why I was sore.

"I better get... uh... to bed." I said awkwardly.

"Sure." Jacob said. "Scoot over you two, let's make some room."

"It's ok, I don't think there is room for all of us." I said, I wasn't quite sure what I felt like sleeping naked next to Jacob. I barely knew the guy.

"Nonsense." Jacob said. "There is plenty of room, and I don't mind snuggling close." He sent me a wink that I didn't know what to feel about, but both Seb and Jake send me encouraging nods, so I gave in. Truth be told I didn't mind laying close with other boys, not anymore at least. Plus, anything to avoid having to limp all the way back to camp with my sore ass.

Doing my best to shrug as if it was no big deal, I carefully got to my knees, wincing all the way down and got in between the sheets next to the very much naked Jacob. There wasn't much room but it would do. I did my best not to get sand into the bedding and rummaged a little till I found a good position. Laying on my side gave me the most room and were the gentlest to my sore regions. Jacob scooted in closely, without a hint of shyness that his thigh, ass and other body parts were making contact with my cock. His scent was oddly enticing. On his other side, Jake scooted in close to Jacob while Seb completed the conga line by snuggling up to Jake. I was asleep before I heard anyone say goodnight.

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