by Damian Maher
“What just happened?” Jacob asked, trying to gather his thoughts, his pride obviously jagged.
“We are so lucky! The car could easily have turned over!” William said, taking a deep breath. “This must have been an especially soft, sandy patch.”
They stepped out of the car and checked the chassis. Surprisingly, although the car had glided through the bushes, there were not many obvious scratches.
“Everything seems okay, but the rubber connected to the brakes is leaking oil,” Jacob said as he came out from beneath the car.
“What does that mean?”
“I hope we will be able to drive to Broom, but I’m not sure whether the brakes will do their job,” Jacob said.
“We’ll make it to Broom. We have to!” William said optimistically.
“Oops! There’s another problem! See?” Jacob pointed at the highest point of the front sleeping cabin. “There’s a dent.”
“Wait. I’ll go inside and punch it. It’ll be just fine,” William said. “It’s some kind of plastic.”
“Perfect!” Jacob screamed as he saw the dent almost disappearing.
When they had recuperated from the shock, they continued their journey to Broom.
“Do you sense it? The brakes smell again— just the way they smelled the first day,” William said.
“The mechanic must have changed the oil before we got the car and spilled some—hence the smell at the beginning. Only now is oil actually leaking,” Jacob said.
They continued driving, but because of the stress, they soon decided to stop at a secluded parking lot. Inebriated by nature, they went for another walk and returned to the car after a couple of hours. It was after five, and the sun was starting to set. They were annoyed by the flies, so they got back into the car.
“This camper really is wonderful. In the middle of the wilderness we have a fridge and almost a freezer, a shower, a sink, and a gas burner. It feels like home,” William said.
“And we have each other,” Jacob said. “You can’t order that from any catalogue!”
William took Jacob in his arms. He had to. How much he had wanted Jacob! Now he had had him, tight in his arms. He started to pull Jacob’s Tshirt over his head, needing to feel every inch of his naked skin.
Jacob didn’t say anything but quickly did the same. After kissing William’s neck, he licked his earlobe and then started to kiss his nipples, biting them tenderly.
William felt a shiver of pleasure down his spine, transferring into his cock. With Jacob, it was like drifting in and out of consciousness—one moment he was lost, and the next he was aware of the situation.
“I’m all yours. Take me. Reforest me! Make me feel natural again. I need rain. I need your force. I need you in me,” William whispered.
Jacob put William on the table, slicked his hole, and started to finger him gently. As William leaned backward, Jacob pushed himself into him. “It feels so hot being in you. That’s the place where I want to be.” Jacob slid passionately in and out, but then he began moving faster, and his thrusts grew less and less contained. William wrapped both his legs around Jacob, trying to meet and feel each of his thrusts, pushing him deeper.
“I feel you deep,” William moaned.
“I love you,” Jacob said, and started caressing and kissing William softly.
“I want you. Give it to me. I need you,” William was begging.
“Here you go!” Jacob started to breathe hard as he came with a low moan, his face convulsing.
Still in him, Jacob took William’s cock in his strong hand and started jerking him off.
“I’m coming,” William sobbed. “I love you so much! Kiss me!”
Jacob kissed him, hard and deep.
“I love you,” Jacob said softly, as he wiped William’s stomach with a paper towel. They stayed nestled up against each other for a long time. In fact, that’s how they woke up the next morning, unaware of the horror they were about to witness.
*
The most beautiful thing ever is to smell Jacob’s body in the morning, William was thinking as he woke up the next day. He still felt hot from the last night as he observed Jacob sleeping and making sudden moves.
Then Jacob turned on his back, only a thin sheet covering his erect, dripping cock. What have I done to deserve this? William grinned to himself.
At this moment Jacob opened his eyes.
“You’re watching me?” he said hoarsely, covering his face with a hand. “I look awful.”
“It’s just not humanly possible how beautiful you are,” William said, kissing Jacob.
“You have no taste whatsoever,” Jacob said.
“Do you know what your verdict is?” William asked seriously, touching Jacob’s hot cock with his hand through the sheet. “I’ll suck you dry. And you cannot do anything about it.”
“You’ll do me a 68?” Jacob flashed his most charming smile, his irrepressible cock lifting the sheet.
“Well, if your cock doesn’t learn how to behave, we might even have to repeat it!” William said.
“It’s a very naughty cock,” Jacob said, projecting all his manly charm. “I can’t help it.”
William took Jacob’s cock from under the sheet and begun sucking him urgently, feeling him getting even harder between his lips. Never had he felt such an intense urge to suck a cock. He wanted to feel every bit of Jacob’s soul, and he watched him licking his lips and moaning.
“Fuck, William! Yeah! I’m coming,” Jacob said, breathing heavily.
“I want that cum,” William said, taking the condom off Jacob’s cock. “Come in my mouth.”
Jacob came hard, quivering, as though in a trance.
“I love you so,” Jacob said, pulling William up to kiss him. He then took William’s cock in his hand and stroked it. William came almost instantly.
“I wish I could also . . .” Jacob whispered.
“Would you?”
“I don’t know, but I guess I would,” Jacob said. “But still, I think I’m more of a reforester . You know . . . a tree planter.”
They laughed, feeling each other, desiring nothing else.
“Come,” William took his hand after a while. “Let’s take a shower together!”
The evening before they had put the water cushion onto the roof of the car, and the morning sun rays warmed the water pleasantly. They lathered each other and then washed the soap off their bodies. As the water ran out, they stayed nestled against each other for some time, eagerly caressing each other, then drying themselves with a towel.
As they continued toward Broom, they first checked to see whether the brakes worked. It turned out that they still did, in a way: with the first push, the pedal gave in without resistance, but pumped a couple of times, the brake had some effect. William drove extra carefully, always allowing extra room to stop, and counting on the hand brake.
“We only have today. Tomorrow we have an early flight. I can’t imagine that we are going to be leaving Australia. This is our world,” William said, his eyes watering, as he observed the red soil and the wild Outback bush.
“Stop the car!” Jacob suddenly shouted frantically, pointing at a couple fighting in the distance.
The man and the woman were standing on a clearing far below the main road. It was a rocky, bushy area, dotted with trees, but William and Jacob were still able to see them standing beside a beat-up pickup truck. The man was shouting at the woman, pushing her roughly. She started to cry. He slept her across the face twice. Then a gun appeared in his hand, and he started hitting her with it .
“We have to do something!” William said, choking. “We have to help her!”
“Let’s drive there and beat this man up!” Jacob said.
“But how? I can see no road leading down from here. That is a separate area with local access somewhere from the other side,” William said. Far ahead and far behind on the main road there was clearly no road to the horrible scene.
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br /> “We can’t do anything. I can honk,” Jacob said. He honked, repeatedly, but the man did not appear to hear it.
“Perhaps he is too enraged even to hear anything,” Jacob said. “Or is it just too far?”
“Shall we use the safety beacon?” William suggested.
“Help will be here too late,” Jacob said.
The man then put a gun to woman’s head.
William and Jacob got out of the car, and both of them repeatedly screamed no.
The woman clasped her hands, most likely begging him desperately not to kill her. They seemed to scream at each other. He started to circle aimlessly around her, then suddenly grabbed her by one arm and helped her into the car. Exhausted, he slowly enjoyed a cigarette, sitting by the car and leaning against one of the tires. Suddenly he jumped up and got into the cabin, and they drove off, furiously, the car disappearing into the green bushes, leaving only a red dust cloud behind.
Jacob and William were motionless, staring forward blankly.
“Poor woman!” Jacob said. “What are we going to do now?”
“We only can drive as quickly as we can to Broom and report the incident to the police. How long do you think it will take to get to Broom?” William asked.
“Not much more than one hour. But remember—”
“The brakes! We have to drive extra carefully!” William exclaimed.
“We have to remember as many details as possible. This beast belongs in jail!” Jacob said in a numb voice.
“The things we come across . . .” William said with a sigh.
As they were driving toward Broom, the functionality of the brakes steadily decreased, and Jacob was holding on to the hand brake.
“That’s the truck! See?” Jacob screamed, pointing to an Italian restaurant immediately after they arrived in Broom.
William quickly asked a passerby where the nearest police station was. They found it quickly and ran inside to report the incident. The police immediately sent two officers to check the car in front of the Italian restaurant.
As William and Jacob were questioned in detail, the police officers informed the station that the suspect and the woman had already left the restaurant after having a drink. The police started a search, and they took Jacob’s and William’s phone numbers in order to contact them if any questions arose.
“Nice end of our trip!” Jacob said as they were leaving the office.
“This is a movie. This can’t be real,” William said. “But we did what we could.”
“Well, the next scene is car rentals . We have to pack our suitcases and return the car,” Jacob said.
“I was so afraid about what would they say regarding the brakes and the scratches, but now that’s the least of my worries,” William said.
As they turned the car in to the rental agency, the clerk didn’t even bother to check it.
“You have full insurance and no liability,” he said. “Everything is okay! Have a nice flight back home! Can I call a cab for you?”
“That would be great, thanks,” Jacob said.
“Do you realize that this car was the first home we had together? I didn’t miss anything while we lived in it. I could live like this for years,” William said as they stood in front of the rental agency, surrounded by their luggage.
“I think this is a miracle,” Jacob said. “Against all odds, I’m alive. And more, I’m in love.”
“What will happen now? We live more than an hour’s drive from each other,” William asked.
“I never even thought of that. I was too involved in the here and now. I know that I love you. And I also know what the first thing upon our arrival in London is going to be,” Jacob said.
Jacob’s phone rang.
“It’s the police,” Jacob said, covering the phone with his hand. “Yes? You did? Well, thank you for letting us know.”
“What did they say?” William asked.
“They called to tell us that they found the man and woman sitting on Cable Beach, watching the ocean. Apparently he caught her cheating on him with two men in their bedroom. The police officer said that the man loved her and apparently had difficulty sharing her that much. He has forgiven her, and she won’t press any charges.”
They both took a couple of deep breaths.
Soon a cab arrived.
“Where to?” the driver asked after they’d put the luggage into the trunk.
“Well, we need a hotel. What would you suggest?” William asked.
“I can take you to a hotel near the beach. It’s surprisingly affordable,” the man said.
“Great. Please, take us there. Can we call you tomorrow morning? We have a flight to catch at 8:30 a.m.,” William asked.
“No need to call me. I’ll be there at, say, 6:30 a.m.?”
“Great!” William said.
“ We only have this one afternoon left in Australia,” William said after they’d checked in. “What shall we do?”
“First, we have to establish how much money I owe you. Then I have to go to the bank,” Jacob said.
“Thanks! After that, let’s take a walk around and then . . .” William began.
“Let’s spend the evening snuggled up to each other. I’m already so hungry for you. I need to feel you, and you know what? We should go by the numbers, starting with sixty-eight,” Jacob said.
“That sounds like a very reasonable plan!” William said with his most devastatingly charming look.
They decided to walk to the city center and see what Broome, the remote, romantic pearling port in the northwest corner of Kimberley had to offer. After they’d tallied their expenses and found a bank, they decided to buy Chinese takeout. From the highest spot in the park they observed the sun starting to set over the Indian Ocean, and they quietly listened to ‘Casta Diva’ playing on William’s phone. In Chinatown Jacob purchased small pearl earrings for Miss Andersen, his secretary.
“She’s not about jewelry at all, but those are so small, almost for a man, and I think she’ll like them,” Jacob said.
They walked in and around the city, taking in the special atmosphere of the remote Australian setting.
William secretly watched Jacob. In a pair of short jeans and white shirt, Jacob looked sexy and hunky—almost unbearably attractive. William would have liked to grab him and touch him and feel him right on the spot, and it almost felt painful to have to refrain from doing so in front of other people.
“I love you, Jacob,” he said instead, fleetingly touching Jacob’s hand.
“I love you, Yesbut!” Jacob said.
They finally decided to go to bed, exhausted by the day.
At the hotel they took a shower together, lust taking over again.
“I want you. I want to feel you from behind,” William said, as they went to bed.
“Oh, you know, I’m not like that—that’s not for me,” Jacob said.
William believed him. He is such a hunk, after all.
“Kneel on the bed and show me your ass!” William said anyway, sounding unexpectedly decisive.
To his surprise, Jacob did what William had asked. He bent over, brazenly displaying himself. To test whether Jacob would actually like it and to prepare him for it, William fingered his ass first, kissing him at the same time.
“I never thought I would let anyone do that,” Jacob said.
“I want you so much,” William said.
“ I do want you inside me. It’s just . . . I’m afraid that in reality it might be more painful than in my imagination,” Jacob said.
“I’ll be extra careful,” William said, putting a condom on his hard cock.
“I don’t know,” Jacob said as William started to slide into him.
“Yeah!” William exhaled, as he finally felt his cock deep inside the man he loved.
“Oh, William . . .” Jacob still wasn’t sure.
“I love you. I love you so much. I want you beyond anything. There�
��s nothing like being inside you,” William said. “Do you like me in you?”
“I don’t like the physical aspect of it, but I like the idea,” Jacob said.
William started sinking into him faster and faster, only stopping when his hips thrust against Jacob’s ass. Jacob was moaning more and more loudly. William pulled his cock almost all the way out, then drove himself into Jacob again. He repeated this over and over, pulling back, then impaling him deeply.
“Oh fuck, William, you feel so good inside me!” Jacob was enraptured as he felt the head of William’s dick pushing past his prostate again and again.
William couldn’t resist anymore; he begun fucking Jacob harder and faster, until he was absolutely pounding him.He’s truly mine, William thought, as he felt this hunk pushing back to meet his thrusts. “I love you, Jacob,” he sobbed, thrusting so hard that he moved Jacob to the other side of the bed and finally collapsed on top of him.
As Jacob turned his head and looked at William over his shoulder, he came, hands-free, just because of the way William was looking at him.
Breathing heavily, they had to rest for a moment. William stayed deep inside Jacob and then pulled him up and held him firmly in his hands.
“That was the most beautiful thing in my life. I’ve never felt anything like that,” William whispered. “How was it for you?”
“It was so great to feel you in me. I loved that. I even came without you touching my cock. I didn’t know that was possible. But I prefer to fuck you ,” Jacob said with a radiant smile.
“That’s okay by me!” William said with a grin. “I feel as if I were made to feel you in me while watching your face. It’s not about the cock. It’s about you fucking me. It’s about feeling you in me.”
“I knew you were a faggot!” Jacob joked.
They laughed, and William finally pulled his cock out.
“Many married men, you know, true football hunks, have their wives fuck them with a dildo on a leather belt. Feeling entirely heterosexual, they can relax, thinking how hot it is to feel a bit of a cock now and then,” William said.
They went into the bathroom and took a shower before they filled the huge tub and immersed themselves in the hot water together. Only the increasingly cold water finally chased them to bed .