This is a sexual fantasy with no effort made at real life experiences. If you object to gay fiction, DO NOT READ. This story is not for you. If you have any comments send them to bldhrymn@yahoo.com or bldhrymen@aol.com.
Sanus led the way. His love nest wasn't that far away, but the path was anything but direct. We went over hill and dale until we came to a secluded pond, next to a waterfall. The running water and luxuriant greenery made it look more like a Hollywood set than a real place. We jumped into the water and played. The water was almost cool, a real rarity on the island.
Sanus swam under the waterfall into a cave. The cave was completely obscured by the falling water. We followed him and found a surprisingly cool and dry space. On this island there was nothing that could correctly be called cool, but this cave was actually comfortable. The floor was sand covered in reed mats. Sanus invited us to sit.
Carlo got on his stomach and licked the older man's genitals. Sanus laid back on his elbows and spread his legs so Carlo could lick his hairy ball sack as well as his cock.
"Damn I love this island," Angus remarked. "Can you imagine a summer afternoon in New York or Boston relaxing and making out with a sexy Neanderthal?"
"I'm not a prude and I always liked sex, but I don't think I was ever this comfortable sexually," I said. "There was always tension in the air." As Sanus' cock responded to Carlo's tongue, it grew and I could see that DeSanus was his son. He had the same oversized cock head in a beautiful shade of pinkish-lavender. The foreskin and ball sack were very dark, but the pubic hair was turning white, and the cock head looked like an exotic, tropical flower growing in a tangle of salt and pepper hair.
Sanus looked much more like an animal than modern men, but it was clear he was a man, not an animal. For the first time I saw the inhabitants of this island as people, not as a species to be studied. Sanus looked at Carlo with affection as well as passion.
Carlo pushed Sanus' legs back so he could work on the hole. Again the hole was a pink island in a sea of swirling hair.
"Pretty, ain't it? I never use to think of the ass as a sex organ," Angus said as he looked at the old man's ass. "I've fucked a lot of guys, but I always thought the ass was a sex toy created for my pleasure. A week ago Tanus spent a whole afternoon opening me up. It was a shock."
"It hurt?"
"It was a bit bumpy once and a while, but I was shocked when I discovered a new sex organ," Angus explained. "He's the first guy to find my prostate."
"How in hell did that happen so late?" Carlo asked, looking up from Sanus' ass. "You've the most active sex life of anyone I know."
"Most guys looked at me and saw a top," Angus said. "I like the top, so it worked out well. I have to admit I took the path of least resistance. I was the master of the slam-bang-thank-you-ma'am school of sex. When you need to get into a guy's ass, fuck him silly and get off in ten minutes before anyone notices you are gone, speed is an asset. I guess you could say I was a master of naval sex. I never had time the lay back and smell the roses."
"I've heard that many sailors are into man sex?" I said.
"I certainly had good luck plowing the waves," Angus said. "Real men at sea can't be gay, but they can like cock."
"And like cock up the ass too?"
"It can be really lonely at sea," Angus said with a wink. "I use to pretend I was just using men's ass holes as a substitute for a cunt. You may have guessed that just ain't true." He paused. "I used to think I was exclusively a top too. I'm discovering that's not true either. I enjoy men, and I think they enjoyed me. Certainly most came back for seconds, but I never connected with them emotionally. Until Tanus, that is."
"Sex was purely for recreation and pleasure?" I asked.
"You could say that, but curiosity played a part too," Angus replied. "And I'm not sure purity played any role at all." We laughed. "There is one thing I'm not sure about," He continued. "Was it the man, or the cock?"
"What do you mean?"
"It was so intense I wasn't sure if it was the cock fucking with my brain, or if it was Tanus who was doing the fucking that affected me so?" Angus asked. "Sometimes I lose it while I'm shooting off. You know when the rush of sensation makes it hard to know what's happening. But with Tanus, when the emotions started, they kept on flowing. I couldn't sort them out. I was hoping you could help me sort it out,' he said, looking at me. "You're bigger than Tanus."
In theory, I wasn't much interested in Angus' little experiment. Reality was another matter. I was mulling it over when I saw my cock was rock hard and ready for action. I was more than willing to let him fuck me, but the alternative became more attractive the more I thought about it.
Carlo was fucking the Neanderthal now and Sanus was shivering in pleasure. Carlo took long slow strokes. His cock was curved and thin, he always left his cock head on the dark side of Sanus' ass, but he fucked like a violinist playing the violin. Sanus was moaning in pleasure. I watched them for a while then looked at Angus. He was on his hands and knees with his ass pointed in my direction.
A wave of desire swept over me. Men can be comparatively up front about their cocks, especially if they are well equipped. A guy like Angus doesn't mind showing off his meat for the admiration of all. The ass hole is another thing all together. It's hard for a guy to tell you he's submissive and wants to get fucked. I leaned over and licked it.
Sanus and Carlo saw this and they came over to help. There was only natural lubricant on the island. It was either spit, or cum. They seemed to think it would take everything we had to get my cock into Angus' ass. Sanus was revved up and, like the other men, was drooling precum. He smeared some of the stuff on Angus' hole.
Carlo was sucking on my cock and getting me ready. Sanus stood stroked his cock a few times and shot his load at the waiting hole. The time was right. I positioned my cock at Angus' as and pushed it through Sanus's cum.
Angus was muscular and his ass was tight, but Sanus' man milk was slippery and plentiful. I pushed once, pulled back, then pushed again. Much to my surprise, my cock popped through and I went deep. I was surprised. Angus was shocked.
I'm well endowed, but apparently my cock head is just the right shape for Angus's ass. It was a tight fit, but it worked. I let Angus get use to my cock, then I began to pump. If anything the love tunnel was one size too small for me. It felt as if he was grabbing me. It didn't take long for Angus to get into the swing.
I got him on his back and tried fucking him spread eagle style. That didn't work, so we went at it doggy style again. It was enjoyable for both of us and I shot off, but I had answered Angus's question. It was Tanus, not his cock that had turned him on.
When I pulled out, Sanus took my place since Angus hadn't shot off yet. The second his big cock head penetrated Angus' sphincter, the Scot came alive. He had been politely appreciation when I fucked him. Now that there was a Neanderthal cock in his ass, Angus went wild. I don't need to say Sanus was in heaven too.
Being a scientist, I tend to be reserved in my opinions of religion. I do tend to be a natural law person in the Locke manner, but I'm not at all partial to the narrower expressions of religious thought. It had always seemed to me that if you believe God created man, and if the brain is an integral part of man, then it was wrong to reject reasoning and science as irreligious.
If anything, scientific thought should be regarded as the ultimate expression of the Devine along with music and art. As I watched Angus and Sanus I also got a glimpse into the Devine. Intercourse is the ultimate creative action, but it is also the ultimate way to give pleasure to your fellow creature. Both men were driven by pleasure, both their own and their partners.
I could see Angus tightening his buns when Sanus pulled out and relaxing as his cock thrust in again. It was as if Angus was masturbating or massaging Sanus' genitals.
Sanus's cock rang Angus' chimed when he fucked doggie style, spread-eagled and from the side. The two men were in synch. Angus was on his back when the shot the first volley of what turned out to be a massive orgasm. I caught the second shot in mid air. After that I leaned close enough to suck his cock and take the rest of his load. Everyone was happy.
We then went swimming again and returned to the village. I had to return to my task of selecting the next teen to become a man. I went to the boys' encampment. The first one was a big boy who must have been at least 18. Usually he was on the edge of the group, and he rarely participated in the other boys' activities. He was timid and seemed to be uncomfortable.
I said hello and he didn't react. One of the younger men ran by yelling, but the boy didn't look. I looked him directly in the eye and put one arm around him while I fondled his cock with the other. His cock responded immediately. He smiled. I was pretty sure the boy was deaf.
His name was De Ranus. I had not met his father, so I assumed the father was dead. De Ranus wasn't big, he was huge. I later found out he was younger than I had thought and he was to become the tribe's bulldozer.
Once we got going, I soon realized he was sex starved. Everyone in the tribe was healthy and in good condition. Giving the primitive conditions on the island, anyone with a physical problem would die young. De Ranus was an exception, and I don't think they knew what to do with him. They thought man seed transmitted strength, and they may have been worried is sperm might make them deaf. They admired his size, but were afraid too.
In some ways he reminded me of a lonely dog. He was hairy even by the standard of the tribe, but he as also affectionate and almost tender. His cock was beer can like and his foreskin was hair covered. Since his cock head was both broad and pink, it was a turn on especially when enveloped in the animal like foreskin.
He also produced a generous supply of pre cum, but the flow was quickly interrupted by his climax. I didn't know there could be that much cum in a man. De Ranus ejaculated ribbons of cum. When he stopped shooting, he remained erect. I continued to suck and he had a second spectacular orgasm. Half of his massive body must have been occupied by cum. He was crying so I held him tight after the second orgasm and let him cool down. I had a friend for life.
I thought he was going to give De Sanus a run for his money. But De Ranus had the tightest ass I had ever encountered. As I said, he was massive and muscular. De Ranus had buns of steel and it was hard to get my finger in his ass. My cock would have been impossible. I don't think anyone had helped to open his ass, so he was at a disadvantage.
The last two boys were On Banus and De Tanus' younger brother, Te Tanus. Neither would have had any trouble taking my cock, but DeSanus was their favorite too and they pretended to have trouble. I returned to the men's camp and told the big man DeSanus was the choice. There was general satisfaction at the result. All were pleased and Sanus was overjoyed.
I talked with the big man about De Ranus. His father had been just as big, but had fallen from an outcropping and hit his head on a rock. Normally a man with De Ranus' problem would not live, but they didn't want the family to die out. It was difficult for a boy to be without his father.
It seemed to me the boys lived much of their lives away from their fathers, but the fathers acted as the boy's sponsor. De Ranus had no sponsor. I asked if I could act as his father. The Big Man nodded in ascent. Since OnTanus was now a man, I would need a helper, so he gave him to me. From then on De Ranus was my companion and protector.
My motives were good, but in reality, De Ranus was a sex toy. The entire tribe lived in an enveloping fog of sex. Man sex was the basis of most interactions. He had not been a full participant in this. He had sixteen or eighteen years of pent up sexual needs, and I was his outlet.
To tell the truth, I was De Ranus' sex toy. He was insatiable. A single orgasm wasn't enough for him. Oddly, an orgasm rarely ended his sexual desire and it never ended his erection. De Ranus stayed hard and multiple orgasms weren't a problem. His beer can cock was two inches in diameter and tapered as it vanished into his bush. This seemed to make a natural cock ring. It was hard to take, but worth the effort.
The boys called his balls the coconuts. They weren't really the size of coconuts, but they were huge. As far as I could tell they were in full production 24 hours a day. I could only get his cock head into my mouth. Fortunately, the edge where the foreskin joined the head was the most sensitive part of his genital anatomy. The skin was thick and hairy and when my tongue first penetrated into the pucker there was a steamy brew of his cock juices.
De Ranus was always ready for sex, so his cock head was always bathed in precum. He spent much of the day in the water fishing, so the juice was seasoned with sea salt. In the morning the collected juices of the night were almost fermented. I thought of it as the pre cum equivalent of Guinness.
He was with me for a week before he got in my ass. I was worried about the diameter of his meat. It took some doing, but once it was in, his cock was comfortable. He liked me to sit on his cock facing him. He could hold me and kiss me as he bounced his cock in little movements.
He had incredible stamina and I would wear out long before he did. I'd be worn out, but he could still hold me in place. Several times I fell asleep in his arms. I would wake up only when he had a particularly massive orgasm. One night I managed to stay awake and I counted ten orgasms before my playmate finally drained his balls.
I had never thought of sex as a marathon type of activity, but that the way it was. You might think you would get too sore of it would loose its excitement, but that's not what happened. I got relaxed and as I did, his cock pushed deeper.