SURVIVOR SLAVES By Blake S. Roque (blakestud69@yahoo.com)
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story is absolutely fiction and does not in any way, imply anything about the sexuality of the characters. Usual disclaimers apply. If gay stories are not your cup of tea, read no further. Otherwise, get yourself comfy and enjoy reading!
PART I -- GABRIEL'S REVENGE
The pain of being the first one to be voted out from the "love tribe" was almost unendurable for Gabriel. It had already been six weeks since he flew back home from Marquesas Island, but the memory of his being betrayed by his tribemates cannot be effaced from his head. He had been crying almost every night, wallowing in abject misery and sorrow as the most significant events of his fifteen-day stay in that pacific paradise mercilessly plagued his consciousness.
That John! Sonofabitch! Fucking, fucking John! Gabriel gritted his teeth in unspeakable rage as the shrewd face of John Carroll flashed in his mind. He could not imagine how John, whom he treated as a very good friend could do such unimaginable evil to him. He trusted John, cared for John, has... has feelings for John!
Fuck you John! Why did you do that to me? Fuck you John! Fuck you! I have loved you since the very first moment I set my eyes on you. Why John, why? Tears welled from his tender eyes as he said these words over and over, as if hoping for an answer.
The old-fashioned wall clock Gabriel brought home from Paris chimed 7 PM. His eyes were sore from too much crying and his throat was parched from those endless whimpers that constantly filled his apartment. He got up from bed, and went to the fridge to get himself some cold water. He realized he was still wearing his brown leather boots and his sweat-drenched shirt. He never bothered to change after he went out to buy some groceries two hours ago. He had become terribly neglectful of his routines.
The cold water did little to quench the emotional conflagration that was scarring Gabriel's feelings. He decided to take a hot shower. He was about to take off his boots when he heard a series of soft knocks at his apartment door.
Gabriel tried in vain to quickly comb his ruffled hair with his fingers as he made his way to the door. He was expecting no one. He gently opened the door and was totally flabbergasted.
Because framed at the door was a tall, muscled figure of a man whom he knew very well and loathed very much.
What the fuck are you doing here John?! Gabriel roared at his unexpected visitor. John didn't reply but tears began forming in the corners of his eyes. Gabriel tried to shut the door but John's strong arms quickly thwarted him from doing so.
"P-Please, Gabe, lemme explain..." a trembling voice finally emanated from John's soft lips.
"There's nothing to explain, John Carroll!" Gabriel sternly replied as he forcefully closed his door. This time, there was no resistance from John, who just arrived home a week ago after having been a jury at Marquesas.
Gabriel was furious, but at the same time, he was baffled. What would the person whom he had sworn as his mortal archenemy be doing at his door? This perplexed him for quite sometime as he slouched in his favorite armchair trying to calm himself and figure out what the hell was this all about.
After about half an hour, Gabriel finally stood up and went back to the door. He wanted to know if the intruder had already gone or not.
John was still there, standing at his doorstep and crying softly.
"Please, Gabe, for the love of heavens, please hear me!" A weak and shaking John pleaded.
Gabriel's blazing eyes burned through John's. But after some moment of thought, he finally said, "Get in, you fucking moron!"
Like a frail and feeble child, John obediently followed. Gabriel slammed the door and he sat by his armchair. John faced him and suddenly went to his knees.
"G-Gabe, please forgive me..." Was all John could utter.
Gabe just stared angily at John. He finally spoke. "Forgiveness? Hah! You are wasting your time if you think I will ever give you such. I just let you in out of sheer mercy. Look at yourself, imbecile! You look like a madman! You have no business being here, you bastard!"
Tears freely rolled through John's cheeks. He willingly accepted all the insults Gabe threw at him.
"Now, explain yourself what the fuck are you doing here or I'll throw you out!" Gabriel yelped at him.
It took some moment before John was able to give his explanation. "I love you, Gabe," he meekly said.
Gabriel was jolted by what he heard. His tender heart leapt in delight upon hearing John's admission. But his boiling brain took control over him and he became even more angry.
"You bastard! You fucking faggot! What are you trying to tell me?! Now, get your ass out of here! Get out!"
"Please, Gabe, please," John sobbed. "I know I am beyond forgiveness for plotting against you! But right after the tribal council I realized that I really love you! When I had you voted out I was blinded by suspicion and distrust. I just want you to know how sorry I am for doing that. I can never forgive myself! I love you! I love you so much!"
"You are a fool! Now, get out before something will happen to you!" Gabe warned.
"If you'll only absolve me from my terrible wrongs, Gabe, I'll be willing to do anything! Anything you want!"
"Ah! Anything! Ok." Gabriel's lips formed a devilish grin. "Do you see my beautiful window over there, ha, faggot?!" He bellowed at John.
John just nodded.
"Then what are you waiting for? Throw yourself out of the window if you want my forgiveness!"
John looked helplessly at the once gentle god that was now a merciless demon. He then buried his face in his hands as he cried harder.
"Fucking, fucking idiot!" Gabe seemed to be amazed by the moral anguish he had inflicted upon the prostrate, 36-year old hunk. But deep inside his heart he was feeling so bad. He was hurting so much too.
"Alright then," Gabe uttered. "If you want my forgiveness, which I do not guarantee you, you have to be my slave from now on! You hear that, faggot? My slave! Now come closer to me."
John crept towards Gabe. The latter said, "Do you agree with that?"
"Yes, Gabe." John submissively answered.
A hard slap immediately landed on John's supple face, which took him by surprise.
"How dare you call me by my name!" Gabe barked. "You are now my slave so you'll have to call me Sir' or Master!'"
"Yes, Master." John said, trying to hold back more tears from his eyes.
"Now the first thing that you shall do as my slave is to lick these boots!" Gabriel shoved his left foot at John's face. "Lick `em clean, slave!"
John could not protest. He began to lick the filthy boot as more tears and sobs emanated from him.
"You'll have to clean the soles too!" Gabe ordered.
After John finished with both boots, Gabriel told him to take off his clothes. As he was wearing tight-fitting pants, John tried to stand up so that he could easily remove them, but he was immediately held back by Gabriel's powerful arms.
"Bitch! I did not tell you to stand up! Take off your fucking clothes while on your knees!"
After John blindly obeyed, Gabriel said, "I'm utterly disappointed with you, slave. You can only do what I tell you to do. You fucking understand that?! Now, you have been a very bad and disobedient slave so you'll have to be punished. Beg for your punishment!"
"P-Please, Sir, punish me. I've been a very bad and worthless slave." John whimpered.
"I can't hear you!" Gabriel roared and John was forced to repeat them louder.
Gabriel reached for one of his rubber slippers under the couch. Then he slapped John hard in the face.
A cry of pain escaped from John's contorted lips as the slipper delivered its ruthless sting unto his face. Gabe repeated the slapping several times more until both of John's cheeks were so red. John was crying hardly throughout the process.
"That will teach you a lesson, you good-for-nothing sonofawhore! Now, open your mouth!" Gabriel commanded.
He yieldingly opened his mouth. Gabe came closer to his face and spewed a large glob of spit into John's mouth.
"That is what you deserve, and what you are!" Gabe said. "You are nothing but a useless piece of shit. You deserve to be spitted upon. Now, swallow my spit!"
John was beginning to get used to his being maltreated. He slowly swallowed Gabe's spit and was surprised that it tasted so sweet.
"Permission to speak, Master." John beseeched.
"Go ahead, whore."
"Thank you, sir for feeding me your saliva. It was the sweetest I've ever tasted."
"Pervert! So, you liked my spit. Then you have to work hard for it! Now, help me get undressed!" Gabe said, his voice was now lower and less angrier.
The naked John took Gabe's now sparkling-clean boots off. He then proceeded to remove his shirt and trousers. His boxers came off too, at last, and Gabe was now naked like his obsequious slave.
Both men studied each other's bodies. John was noticeably thinner than when Gabe last saw him at the tribal council, but his muscles were still huge and his chest packed with hair. His almost fully-erect, cut cock, about 8 inches long was dangling dangerously close to Gabe's right leg. The fact that John was under his mercy made him look more handsome and sexy to Gabe.
On the other hand, the golden-haired Gabe was no less sexy. Although he has a leaner body, his muscles are prominent. His eyes had cooled off and now exuded a more compassionate glow. His penis was hard but was an inch shorter than John's. His marvelous balls hung low.
Gabriel then went on all four limbs to the carpeted floor. "Eat my ass, slave," He directed at John.
John slowly parted Gabe's incredibly sexy mounds as his face went closer to the blonde's shithole.
"Permission to speak sir," John said again.
"Ok. But that would be your last for a while!" A rather pissed-off Gabe replied.
"Sir, your butthole is not clean." John cautiously remarked.
"Of course it's not clean, you idiot! That's why I want you to clean it. I have taken a dump twice this morning and I wiped hastily afterwards, but I did not bother to wash my hole. Your job is to clean it, ha, slave? And I suppose this is not your first time to eat a nasty butthole, right? That is what faggots like you want! Now proceed without any further delay!"
John shoved his tongue on Gabe's hot shithole. It smelled of shit and sweat and it tasted a little bitter. He began to lick the entire hole. John had eaten the asses of several of his boyfriends in the past, but this was his first time to eat a dirty and shitty ass. But pretty soon, he became accustomed to the flavor and aroma of Gabe's rancid hole that he was enjoying it. John's cock became more excited and harder as he performed his oral ministrations to the 23 year-old's dirty butt.
"Mmmm... eat that fucking ass, slave! I know you worship my nasty hole you bitch. Tongue it, baby. Mmm... That feels so fuckin' good!"
John tried to lave Gabe's turdchute faster and more intensely. This sent more thrills to Gabe and made him moan even louder.
After several minutes, Gabe said, "That's enough, slave." He then turned and sat facing John. "You liked my butt, whore?"
"Yes Sir!" John replied like a military man. His tears had dried up and he was now smiling.
"You'll have more of it later. But right now I want to fuck you!" Gabe said. "I want to rape you. On your back then!"
John lay flat on the floor. Gabe raised John's legs and slung them to his shoulders. He positioned himself.
"Now, I'm going to use as little saliva for lubrication. I want your ass to burn and hurt, with each painful thrust of my penis reminding you of the wrong you have done to me!" Gabe uttered as he coated his throbbing cock with some drool of his own.
"Prepare to suffer for your wickedness!" Gabriel blurted as he suddenly rammed his angry cock on John's dry hole, taking the latter by surprise. John screamed in pure agony. Tears streamed from his eyes as he let out soft sobs. Gabe did not let John's asshole to get accustomed to his raging manhood, as he continuously pounded it pitilessly.
"Aaah! It hurts, Sir! It really hurts!" John cried in sheer agony. He immediately went dead quiet when Gabe slapped him hard for speaking without his permission. John just bit his lips as he endured the searing spasm. Never in his life had he experienced such pain and humiliation. He had submitted himself to a smaller and younger man. He licked his dirty boots, be subjected to slappings and ass lickings, and now he was being relentlessly impaled in the rear again and again by his master. He was a grown man, older and more educated, but he let himself be a slave of another! He felt angry at himself but at the same time he felt aroused and excited. Somehow, he had learned fast to like being maltreated and abused that way. Especially by Gabe...
Gabe's thrusts became less and less painful to John. Gabe's large cockhead was hitting John's prostrate gland, which sent shivers of stimulation to the latter. John's cock became more and more rigid and without touching himself, he came in long, thick ropes of cum.
Meanwhile, Gabe was delirious. He began painfully pulling John's hair as he screamed and cursed. Fuck you, you good for nothing sonofabitch! You're a fucking, worthless cunt! Ahhh! Your ass is so fucking hot, you whore! I'm cumming... cumming!"
It was not long before Gabriel sprayed John's guts with his hot, gushing sperm. Gabe collapsed into John's hunky body and the two remained in that position for several minutes. After that, Gabe disentangled himself and sat on the floor next to John.
Slap!
Another hard spank landed on John's face. It was harder than ever and John grimaced in pain.
"That's for cumming too soon and without my permission!" Gabe firmly said, but he was now smiling.
AFTER a month, John finally moved in with Gabriel. During that short span of time, so many things happened. Gabriel wholeheartedly forgave John and also professed his love for him. The two became serious lovers and Gabe convinced John to move in with him. John quit his job as a nurse at the hospital in Omaha and landed on a similar job there. He still enjoys being subjugated, humiliated and maltreated by Gabe, but only during their sex. When they are not making love, Gabriel treats John with the utmost love and care he could possibly give him. He loves John almost more than himself. The only times John becomes a slave are when he and Gabe are having sex. Both discovered new sexual pleasures--Gabe loves being in control and John is more than willing to play slave. And although neither of them may have won the million dollars, they won each other's hearts.
END OF PART I
I hope you enjoyed reading the first installment of my story. Please excuse whatever the lapses in my grammar. English is not my mother tongue.
I love to receive comments from you, positive or negative. They will surely help improve the outcome of the next chapters of this story. Maraming Salamat! (That's `thank you' in my native language.)
NEXT CHAPTER:
Soon after the episode where the deceitful, blabber-mouthed Rob Mariano got voted out was aired on tv, a hunky Survivor Australia castaway who was once a victim of the same deceit and backstabbing, pays Rob a visit and will make him pay dear for his depraved acts in Marquesas!