Survivor was created by Mark Burnett and is produced by Castaway Productions. This is a work of fiction and makes no assumptions on the true sexuality of the players.
Author's Note: I'd like to thank everybody who emailed me their comments -- definitely made me eager to write another instalment for y'all! This week's features the players most of the comments requested, and it's definitely a hot group.
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*** NOTE: THIS STORY CONTAINS SPOILERS FROM THE FEB 18 EPISODE OF SURVIVOR: H VS V. DO NOT READ IF YOU DON'T WANT TO BE SPOILED. ***
Survivor: Heroes vs Villains, episode 2
Colby Donaldson was fuming when the Heroes tribe returned from tribal council. Stephenie had been voted out, and James had made himself to look like a misogynistic asshole. He kicked the air, out in the woods alone for a breather. The night air was completely still. Tom appeared behind him, out of nowhere.
"You've got every right to be mad," Tom pointed out, patting the cowboy on the shoulder with a small smile.
Colby jumped at the sound of the voice. "You got that right," he agreed. "James is gonna find himself on the short end of the stick real soon."
With a laugh, Tom looked down at his pants. "Nothing short about our end of the stick."
The two men made small talk until Colby found a fallen log to sit on, his trademark cap hanging off his head. He looked down at the ground, not wanting to get back up. "I can't believe J.T. betrayed us," he lamented.
Tom put an arm around Colby's shoulder, and the enigmatic cowboy's pulse started racing. He was as deep in the closet as anybody could be. He had an on-again/off-again relationship with Jeff Probst that was something of a Survivor legend, and something he would never fess up to. Tom had the aura of a loving, caring father--and a tender, caring lover. Colby wanted to be hugged by the ex-Firefighter, but knew it was unlikely.
"We saw it coming," Tom consoled. "Nothing we can do about it now but wait it out. J.T.'ll get his, the whole tribe saw James' true colours."
Colby grunted angrily. "I guess, just wish there was something I could do about it. I can't believe he just let James talk to Stephenie like that! He's supposed to be Southern."
Tom left his arm at Colby's back and patted it like a father would, though the two men were only ten years apart in age. Tom had the look of a father. Colby had done a lot of growing up, but he was still a kid in comparison. The cowboy took a deep breath and did something he thought he would regret. He looked up, turned his head, and leaned over to kiss Tom.
The policeman pulled back in confusion. "Woah, Colby, uh..."
Being so close to Tom, feeling his body heat radiating out, made Colby only hornier than he usually felt. Having his arm grazing his back gave him chills. "Please, I just..."
Without another word, Tom pushed Colby back and took charge of the kiss. Colby pushed the hat back with one hand and used the other to steady himself under Tom's weight, balancing on a log and a trunk. Even after six days without bathing or brushing his teeth, Tom's smell intoxicated Colby and he kissed back even harder. When the two broke apart to breathe, Colby was speechless. Tom didn't give him time to think.
He pushed Colby back further, lying over top of the cowboy. His hand reached up Colby's shirt, running along his muscular stomach and chest. Colby was powerless, he couldn't move as much as he wanted to. When he finally found the will to "fight back", he tried pushing himself up to sit equal to Tom. The two mouths sloppily kissed one another, lost in an unrelenting passion, but Colby broke it off.
Tom breathed heavily, waiting. He had waited a long time for this, and he wasn't about to lose his patience. He squirmed as Colby took his hands to his shirt and pulled it off, revealing Tom's frame. Since Palau, he had gained some weight but retained much of his muscle, and chest hair dusted the body. Colby went in for the kill, licking and tugging at the nipples as gently as he could.
He had Tom lay down on the trunk, and made his magic. His breath tickled against Tom's entire stomach, caressing it tenderly. His hands, meanwhile, reaching for the crotch, hoping to find out what he was up against. When his hands found it, he was surprised. It was still soft, but slowly getting bigger, and though it wasn't long, it was thick, with low-hanging balls.
Unable to hold back any longer, Colby stood up and pulled off his own shirt, then moved to his shorts. He hesitated for a split second, but pulled off his swim trunks and left them on the forest floor. His own cock was rock hard, standing straight out at 7 inches, completely hairless. Tom had followed suit, pulling down his pants, staring at Colby with a small smile. Colby chuckled. Tom still hadn't gotten hard, but his cock seemed to be growing thicker with each second. Before either moved, Tom asked a small favour: "Could you put back on the hat?"
J.T. felt guilty about his vote, but he told himself before coming into the game he was going to play to win. Again. Winners never faired well in All Stars seasons, and he was hoping to be the exception. The tribe had felt divided after the vote, and nobody questioned him when he walked off into the woods in the dead of night. He needed time to clear his head. It had been a rough few days.
He also had an itch in his pants that he couldn't shake.
Like most teen boys, JT had been a compulsive masturbator, and that carried on into his adult life. He preferred the company of others though (and after winning a million bucks there was no shortage of women), but on the island it was... different. You had to please yourself, or go without. He would always choose the former.
When he got deep enough into the woods, he found a tree and leaned against it, unzipping his jeans and letting his cock dangle free. In the stiff night air, he slowly rubbed one out, taking his time. In his silent chore, he heard a moaning, not far away. His interest piqued at the thought of somebody else having sex--Amanda and James? It was a mans voice, deep and powerful. Licking his lips, he stuffed his manhood back into his pants and went to explore the sounds. He didn't have to go far.
He rounded a few trees and stopped dead in his tracks. Not ten feet away, Colby took Tom's python in the most animalistic sex the young southerner had ever seen. He stepped back, hoping they hadn't seen him, but Tom caught him from the corner of his eye and whispered to Colby.
With one more thrust, Tom shot into Colby's loosened ass and the two men broke apart. JT had nowhere to go--he leaned against the tree, waiting for them to finish and, hopefully, walk right by him. He didn't dare look back again out of fear, but his curiosity got the better of him.
When he looked back, he saw a naked Tom staring directly at him, a smirk on his face. Colby had rounded the tree and stood behind J.T. "Come to apologize?" Colby asked, his voice excited. His cock bounced as he moved, red and throbbing. Tom's dripped with leftover cum.
J.T. didn't know what to say. "Guys, c'mon, I..."
Tom took control, walking forward. Colby stepped closer from behind, and grabbed both of JT's arms. The man struggled, but along with Tom, the two men overpowered him. They pushed him to his knees, and Tom thrust his cock into the young man's face. JT squirmed. "Y'know, we were talking about how you could make it up to us; so that we could trust you again?" Tom prodded, "I think this'll do."
Colby followed J.T. to his knees and pressed the two bodies together as Tom's thick cock dangled in front of them. Colby nipped at J.T.'s ears and began kissing his neck. J.T. wanted to fight back, but his dick throbbed. He was horny and, woman or man, sex turned him on. What harm would it do?
Tom wrapped a fist around his member and pushed it into J.T.'s face, missing the mouth. Colby used a hand to grip J.T.'s hair and hold the head straight forward, so Tom could find a clean line. J.T. refused to open his mouth, but with the wet, slimy cock pressing up against him, he couldn't resist for very long.
He had never sucked a cock before, but didn't see it any different as eating out a pussy. He used his tongue like a pro and went on his own experience to take Tom in. Colby's hands got carried away, pinching his nipples through the t-shirt J.T. was wearing, and then down to the protective denim that shielded his manhood, but Colby knew he was hard. His own cock found the contours of his ass appealing and he vibrated back and forth. He had yet to get off.
Tom tilted his head back and moaned, making Colby jealous. Moving himself up, he forcefully took J.T.'s mouth off the cock and tried to bend him down to take in his own. J.T. complied, without a word, and practically bent over backwards to take Colby into him. Colby, meanwhile, locked his lips over Tom's member.
It took only a minute for Colby's pent-up sexual energy to shoot into J.T., and the southerner coughed, surprised by the force in which it had escaped. Colby let out a grunt of pleasure and removed himself from Tom. From his higher position, he was easily able to overpower J.T. and force him to the ground. The two men kissed--J.T. Not as willingly, but Colby gave him no breathing room. It had been a long time since he was this hard.
Fervently, Colby sat himself up and pulled up J.T.'s shirt, revealing the farmer's thick body, sprinkled with hair. He then moved further down to the jeans, undoing the fly and the button. By now, J.T. was ready to have himself served. He felt like he was going to cream at any moment. He helped Colby kick off his jeans and revealed his throbbing cock, standing at full mast. Tom jerked himself as he watched the younger men go at it.
To J.T.'s surprise, Colby got on all fours and quickly enveloped J.T.'s cock. He was an experienced cocksucker and knew just what to do to get him off quickly, but the southerner tried to hold it in.
Feeling excluded, Tom got himself on the ground behind Colby and lined up his cock again. Already stretched out from its earlier beating, Tom was able to smoothly force himself in and start pumping.
With Colby's tongue tickling his cock, J.T. finally spoke. "Oh god," he moaned, his hands trying to find the non-existent hair on Colby's head and pull it. Colby took his mouth off and gave the shaft one final upwards lick, and on cue, J.T. came, splattering all over Colby's hungry face. J.T. breathed heavily, thrilled and confused by the experience. He wasn't sure if he had ever shot a load as big as that one.
Tom grunted, and came for the second time that night, spilling his seed even further into Colby. He pulled himself out and let out a heavy sigh. Not even his wife got him off that well.
The three men then switched positions. Tom lay himself down on the log, and took Colby's thin, long dick into his ass, begging for more. Sitting on him was a nervous J.T., and the three men tried to line up Tom's monster with the country boy's tight, virgin cherry. The scream he let out once it slid in was louder than expected, but it made Colby all the more horny. As he pumped himself into Tom's ass, he jerked J.T.'s cock as the two men kissed, J.T. slowly getting used to being penetrated.
It didn't take long for Tom to spill his third seed of the night, right into J.T. Both men let out a moan as the pleasure overwhelmed them.
Bred for the first time, J.T. was never the same again.