The Island Ch 01 7

The island is a self-sustaining environment that takes care of its inhabitants and itself. All of the citizenry are male and enjoy the idealistic life running on the beach, swimming in the waters around the island, and fishing. There is a lot of sun bathing and enjoying themselves on the island. Since the weather is usually in the 60s to low 80s, there is little need for clothing.

The inhabitants wear loin cloths usually tied with a small rope around the waist. This makes for easy access for the island to assist them in enjoying themselves. The need for food is marginal as the island at times feeds them during their escapades. There is one rule however and that is the island cannot come into the cabins and initiate an escapade.

Brad came out of his cabin and waved to Jim who was working in his front garden. Brad walked towards the beach with his fishing pole in hand. Jim went back to his gardening as he felt a tingle that usually meant the island presence was underfoot. He smiled and allowed the tentacle to move up his muscular thigh and work its way under the lion cloth to his hardening cock.

Jim stood up as the tip of the tentacle formed in to a wedge as it covered his cock head and started to slide up and down the shaft. He moaned and smiled as he enjoyed the sensation. Another one came up behind him and he spread his legs more as the tentacle made its way into the crevice between his cheeks. Jim's hands spread his cheeks ever so slightly and the tentacle's tip formed a cock head of its own and made its way inside. It started to move in and out that all the while the front tentacle increased its sucking efforts. Jim's cock got harder and harder with this extra attention. His breathing became heavier and heavier as he almost grunted. Two other tentacles came up and flicked at his nipples, which aroused him, even more. His legs were shaking and he almost fell to his knees, but the island would never let an inhabitant fall during this episode. Two green tentacles shot up and placed themselves under his arms for support. He licked his lips, which the island took as a sign he was losing water so the last tentacle came up to his lips as shaped as a cock head and went into his mouth. Jim sucked for all he was worth. More shuddering from legs and his cock, which told him and the island that he was about to cum. The front tentacle sucked with longer and longer strokes as the one in his ass moved more rhythmically.

He shot so much into the mouth that he did not know if he would stop. He grunted and groaned with pleasure, the rear tentacle slid deeper with one last thrust, and it released inside his ass. At this moment the one, he was sucking on shot into his mouth with a nourishing liquid. Jim moaned even more and he went limp; the tentacles wrapped him in a warm cocoon and started to sink into the ground with Jim in tow with them. This was normal Jim would be moved to his bed for rest and allow him to regain his strength. Jim's companion saw him lying down in the bedroom drained; he came over and rubbed Jim's body with lotion to assist with rest and recovery.

Couples were walking by, as this was a usual scene on the island. They knew that Jim would be ok and they will see him later in the day. Such was the way of the island and everyone knew it and accepted it. Brad made his way to the beach with his fishing pole; it was a nice day that promised a day's worth of fish.

Upon reaching the beach, he rolled out his blanket and sat down to watch the waves and absorb the sun light. Breathing in the salt sea air, he inhaled deeply and closed his eyes for more focus. He could feel the island talking to him saying it is time for him to start fishing. He got up and picked up his pole. He made his way to the surf and cast his line.

He lowered his hat over his eyes to get some shade. The fishing had been slow and enjoyable; he caught about five fish so he decided it was time for some rest. As he was resting under a tree that allowed for some cool air, he started to fall asleep. His breathing becomes deep as he felt the breeze come across his legs and chest. His loincloth gently flapped in the breeze revealing his semi hard cock. His cock grew to its length. He adjusted himself and let his legs separate a little. The island could not resist this, moved a tentacle up to the surface of the earth, and made its way to his cock head. A gentle tongue flicked out to the tip and started to lick his cock.

Brad felt this but did not startle, he just laid back and enjoyed the sensation. The tentacle's mouth came forward and engulfed the cock head. It sucked just the head and swirled around for a better sensation. Brad let out a moan and parted his lips. His tongue wet his lips as he moaned. The tentacle put his whole cock down its throat, applying suction all the way down. It came back and forth for more of a sensation. Brad moved his legs up so that the suction felt better. He moaned again and said, "Yes, make me come."

The tentacle started to piston up and down on his cock. However, with his legs bent, his ass was exposed. This was an open invitation and the island took it. A larger tentacle surfaced and formed into a dull head. It made its way to his hole, once there it made a circular motion pushing against the sphincter and moved forward. Brad inhaled and relaxed so that it was easygoing and less painful. It worked its way in and moved further up his canal. His moans become more grunts than anything else. The tentacle in his ass moved back and forth slowly at first but picked up its pace. Its natural lubrication working to its advantage as it moved further up his canal. Brad mouth dropped open and he let out a yell, "Yes!"

The blowjob he was getting became more intense and he bucked his hips up and came into the mouth, which sucked harder to get every drop. However, with the tentacle in his ass increased its pace and twisted inside him for more pleasure. The mouth on his cock stayed there by suction as the pumping in his ass increased made his cock harder. It gently massaged his cock and balls.

He grunted louder and then a cock shaped tentacle cane up and into his mouth and thrusted in and out of his mouth. All moans were muffled as the thrusting and sucking were quickened. He started to cum again with more force than he thought he would have and his ass began to fill up with cum from the pulsing tentacle in his ass. He shuddered and fell backwards gently against the tree. He had a smile on his face. The tentacles wrapped Brad up and transported him to his cabin where he rested and slept.