"What if a ship finally comes? What if we get saved? It's no use risking our lives for something so stupid when we have everything here."
"Remy, I'm not gonna fucking say it again. I don't want to stay here. I'll go crazy like you if I do."
"You think I'm going crazy?" He shouted back loud, pulling his body away from mine.
The force of his words sent a shiver through my body.
"Mateo, that's the difference between you and me. I had a brother who died in a car crash and I don't want to take any unnecessary risks that will kill you."
"And that's my life, Remy. I wasn't fortunate like you to be given so many opportunities in life. My family has fought and taken risks to get to where they are now and I wouldn't have even met you if it wasn't for running off to Europe by myself. That's life, Remy. Fucking risk-taking. And I'd rather die trying than to stay here and rot away on this island."
"You haven't seen what I've seen. I've lived on this ocean for as many years as you've been alive. It will consume us whole. It will tear our bodies apart before we find anyone or anything out there. We have found solace here and we should be grateful that we are still alive. You are taking it for granted!"
"Well, what the fuck are we going to do then? You want to stay and I want to leave."
"So you're going to leave without me like what Drake did to us."
"Maybe Drake was on to something to get the fuck away from you. You're not thinking clearly."
Remy punched the tree beside us so forcefully that the bark ripped off the trunk. Blood dripped from his knuckles. Remy looked at me and shook his head then he disappeared into the forest. Pablo followed behind him.
I sat down against the tree all alone. I felt the rapid pulse in my neck. I was so angry.
At the same time, I was scared. What was I going to do without him?
I looked at the structure that we lived in. Without him, we wouldn't have been able to craft such a beautiful shelter. If it wasn't for our teamwork, we would still be living in the cold and wet cave.
As much as I didn't want to admit it to him and myself. We needed each other. I needed him as much as he needed me.
But if he wanted to stay here, I'd have to let him go. I looked out into the ocean. The waters were calm on days like these and I pictured a ship passing by and taking us home. The same ship that I pictured every day since we arrived. I needed to build that raft and see what's out there. It was the only way to know for sure.
*****
That evening, I expected Remy to return to our shelter. But he didn't and that evening, I realized how cold it was up in the plateau without him and the dog by my side.
My mind wandered at the thought of where he went, what he was doing, what Pablo was up to.
I heard a rumble in the sky and saw flashes of lightning. Then the familiar sounds of heavy rain against the roof of the shelter. But this time, there was a leak and water dripped onto my face. Fuck, this would be something that Remy was good at fixing.
I worried that he may have done something crazy. But my pride was too strong to go find him. I turned my body around so that the water wasn't dripping on my face and I curled up to one side to try and keep warm.
I could see how large the waves were whenever it lightning flashed. Brief milliseconds of the water smashing against the rocks. Nature was violent.
Had we not been this high up on this plateau and on an island that was this tall, we too would have perished into the abyss.
My mind drifted to thoughts of Remy to try to get out of the scariness of being alone up here in the ocean. I imagined him there with me in the comfort of his arms. His firm and gentle strokes on my back. The incredible feeling of running my hands all over his body.
It wasn't long after picturing him that I had a hard-on. I looked down onto my stomach. There was precum leaked onto it.
I began stroking my cock slowly, imagining his large calloused hands doing it for me. I arched my back at the sensation picturing his strong arms pumping the shaft of my cock. His dark brown eyes looking at me with his pursed open lips seeing if I enjoyed it.
I imagined the anticipation right before he was about to enter inside me. His pulsating cock, his warm and heavy balls, his heaving chest.
I spat on my fingers and reached down beneath me, rubbing it on my hole. I felt my nipples harden up and I moaned in the pleasure.
While continuing to stroke myself, I put my index finger at my opening and slowly inserted it inside. I winced a bit at the pain, I may have gone in too forcefully.
It was different when Remy did it, he applied the right amount of pressure that made me go wild.
I pushed my finger deeper inside, the further I got, the tighter it felt. My muscles squeezed onto my finger.
I wiggled my finger around and felt the nub of my prostate. My cock leaked out even more precum, and now it felt almost as good as Remy's thick cock entering inside me.
In my trance, I had hardly noticed what sounded like an animal walk through the tall grass. I froze in a bit of fear with my fingers still inside of me. Then a large shadow emerged on the walls.
Remy's face soaking wet peered inside with a slight smile on his face. He looked me up and down then he bit his lower lips.
"I guess I caught you at a good time," he uttered.
I felt blood rush to my cheeks, feeling exposed and vulnerable. But it wasn't as if he never saw me naked before.
He crawled into the narrow opening and I noticed his semi-hard cock swing from side to side.
He lowered his head down between my thighs and I felt a wet kiss on the tip of my cock.
He ran his tongue up my body, making a stop at my nipples, as he bit them ever so softly. He grumbled while doing so and I felt the warmth between his thighs on my leg. He was rock hard and we both knew where this was about to go.
I reached down and held onto his strong shoulders. That's when he grabbed onto both my wrists and rested them behind my own head.
He kneeled over me and looked me right in my eyes. His cock rested on my abs. Remy lifted my legs up and exposed my hole.
He reached for the aloe leaf and squeezed a large amount on the tip of his cock as it dripped onto my body.
Then, he rubbed the cold sticky substance onto my hole.
"It feels so much better when you do it," I moaned.
"I know," he said.
The rumble of his voice sent a shiver through my body.
His large hands gripped onto the back of my thighs. I felt the tip of his cock pressed right onto my hole, then he lowered his face onto my neck. I missed the smell of his hair and the musky scent of his sweat.
He entered himself inside me. I opened myself up to him and he slid in. The cold sensation of the aloe with the warmth of his cock made me want to scream in pleasure. But I didn't. I clawed onto his back bringing him deeper inside me. I felt the muscles contract and tense up as he thrust deep inside.
Drops of rain and sweat dripped from his hair and beard all over my body, it wasn't long before I was as wet as he was. I moved my hands from his back onto his sculpted ass. His strength was like a galloping stallion.
I reached lower onto his hairy thighs and then I cupped his balls squeezing it tight. I rested my fingers lightly on his shaft feeling its entire length enter and leave my hole.
He kissed my neck and I felt his heart race faster. Remy's hairy chest and abs chaffed against my cock. All these pleasurable sensations sent me over the edge. My cock exploded cum between our bodies and I convulsed in waves of euphoria.
Remy continued to fuck me right up until the moment he pulled out and his cock exploded rounds of cum onto me.
He lowered his body onto me and put his face next to mine and we laid there in the heavy rain.
15
Remy
“I've thought about it, and I'm willing to do whatever you want to do. Mateo, if you want to build a raft and sail out, I will help you build it.”
I was lying next to him. The rain
had stopped before the sun came up and it was as if the violent storm never happened.
"We should try. I've noticed a pattern that after a heavy rainfall, the weather becomes sunny for at least the next few days."
"We can venture out after a heavy rainfall. That way we have the best chances to find a ship out there that can save us."
"How long do you think it will take for us to build a raft?" He asked.
"We can spend seven days on it, tracking the weather, and make sure it will withstand the elements. I figured if we sail due east, we will be on route to Spain."
"That's a good idea."
"Hey, Mateo," I said then paused. "I'm sorry I ran off the other day, I was so angry that I knew I needed to cool off before I did something stupid."
"Don't apologize, Remy. I understand."
Mateo grabbed my hand and ran his fingers along my knuckles that had red scabs from punching that tree.
"I want both of us and Pablo to survive this and so far we've been doing an alright job so I don't want to fuck it up."
"We'll be fine, I have faith in us," he said. "Let's focus our energy on building this raft and go home finally."
During the next few days, we worked together on the raft. We cut down the sturdiest trees and laid them on the ground as a framework. We wanted it to be a good size to fit us and the dog.
We tied everything together with twine that we braided from the strongest leaves. When we thought it was strong enough, we tied them even more to be sure.
When we weren't working, we were catching fish. It was enough to last us many days out in the ocean so that we wouldn't starve.
When had the preliminary framework for our raft, we decided that we would test it out.
We moved it from the forest down to the rocks.
"Moment of truth," Mateo said.
We both looked at each other and carefully slid it into the water. I tied a piece of rope onto it so that it wouldn't float away and Mateo jumped onto it.
"It floats!" Mateo cried out in excitement.
He beamed with happiness and I couldn't help but smile as well.
"We still have a bit of work to do before it's done, Mateo."
"Yeah, I know. But it floats!"
We planned to create a small shed on one side so that we could huddle inside for shelter if we needed to. It would be a smaller version of the shelter we had up on the plateau.
That evening we left the raft in the water to make sure it was still standing the next day.
We both woke up earlier than usual to look at it. It was like Christmas morning. We jogged through the forest down to the rocks and both saw that the raft was still afloat.
Mateo kissed me and like a puppy, he could barely contain his energy.
I tried to hold my pessimism in and my worries of all the things that could go wrong. My brain couldn't help but calculate the probability of not making it. The ridiculousness of this idea, the utter naivety of Mateo's optimism.
But maybe that's what I needed. Mateo was a more positive outlook on this situation. He was a change of perspective from everything I knew and everything I didn't know.
Mateo has been a breath of fresh air into my life. The repetition of catching crab with the same type of guys had turned me into a robot. To be a captain of my own ship meant I had to suppress my emotions and become a stoic man. It meant that I had to bury all my fears. But being around Mateo brought out feelings that I hadn't felt in a long time.
We both sat on the plateau to enjoy the sunset eating fresh fish that we caught that day. Pablo got some that I deboned for him.
Mateo sat between my legs with his head leaned back against my chest. I buried my face in his curly dark hair that smelled of tropical flowers.
I felt so relaxed.
"Mateo, you bring out something in me that I haven't felt in a long time."
"And what is that feeling?" He asked.
"I feel so young and alive when I'm with you. Just the way you think about things in the world makes me realize that I've been dwelling on the negative for so long. It's a breath of fresh air."
"You know, I feel the same way about you."
I looked at him confused.
"How so?" I asked.
"Your principles and strong moral compass. I feel safe around you. Sometimes I feel like it's something I never had. It makes me want to be a better person."
"Even when I was angry?"
"I wasn't scared of you when you were angry. I could empathize with the rage you felt and I had a feeling that night that you would come back."
I brought his face in and kissed him on the lips that tasted salty from the fish.
"You think we'll make it out of here?" He asked.
I nodded reassuringly.
"After these past few days, I know we'll make it."
That evening was unusually warm and we laid in the tall grass next to our shed. The time to leave was approaching, and we were waiting for the next big storm to pass before we left. But as luck would have it, we had been getting nothing but sun and nice weather for the past few days. The air was heavy with humidity and the moisture in the air signaled that we were about to get a heavy rainfall.
I drifted off to sleep but was woken up by waves of pleasure on my cock. I rubbed my eyes and thought I was dreaming but realized that I wasn't. Under the moonlight, Mateo's lips were wrapped tenderly around my cock.
"What are you doing?" I whispered as if we weren't alone.
"I couldn't sleep with your hard-on pressed up against me, so I thought I'd give you a bit of relief."
I couldn’t help but smile, and I put my hands over my eyes as he continued to suck me. The wind caressed my body as he bobbed on my cock, sucking me passionately.
He could never go past halfway on my shaft. I was too big for him whenever he tried to deep throat me. I felt his hands squeeze onto my thighs massaging them. I groaned in the pleasurable feeling.
I couldn't see much in the darkness except for the silhouette of my rock-hard erection in his mouth. As my eyes adjusted to the dim lighting, I could see his slender and toned body on all fours with his fine perky ass sticking out.
"Sit on me, baby," I said.
"You want that?"
I nodded.
He went into the shed and pulled out an aloe leaf. This time, he rubbed the cool jelly on my cock and he squat above my body bracing himself onto me. I couldn't see his face in the darkness, I could only feel his warm touch as he lowered himself down. I felt the warmth of his hole engulf my cock. I could see my cock disappear inside his slender frame.
He whimpered in pleasure as he slid down onto my shaft and the lower he got the tighter he felt.
"God, you're a work of art," I groaned.
When he reached the base of my shaft, I felt his hands on my chest holding onto my pecs firmly. I felt him push off with his thighs gently.
The coolness of the aloe against the breeze and the warmth of his hole made my body tense up and relax. Sex had never felt this good before and being immersed outside in the elements made it feel even better.
I watched my cock enter and exit him as he quickened the pace.
I rested my hands on his hips but I let him do all the work.
The breeze blew the scent of his hair towards me and I had to bite my lips from wanting to get up to fuck him forcefully. Everything about him drove me crazy.
Mateo's hard cock slapped onto my abs in a rhythmic motion as he bounced harder.
Then he slowed it down, pulling himself up just before my cock left his hole and slid down to the bottom of my shaft again.
He did this a few times. I had to tell him to stop so that he wouldn't make me shoot cum inside of him from how amazing it felt. But he continued to do it teasing me and I was so turned on by how sexy and playful he was being.
I got up and pushed his body to the ground, kissing his soft lips and bit them. I rammed my cock inside him. It felt good being in control again as I sucked on his nipples. I coul
d tell from the slight smile he had on his face that he was enjoying it too.
I sucked onto the hard peaks of his light brown nipples, alternating between the both of them.
His body wiggled under the pressure of my hands holding him down. He moved his hips forwards and backwards using my cock to his own pleasure.
I buried my cock deep inside then spun him around and put him on all fours. Mateo arched his back and with my cock between his perky cheeks. I slid in and out of him.
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