Cock Island, Another Sissy Fantasy
Time for another one of my sissy fantasies!
I find myself on a tropical island with a handful of other men, four or five of them. We've become stranded there somehow, be it plane crash or shipwreck, and we are all alone until a search and rescue team finds us, if they find us.
At first, it's all a fairly normal survival situation: build shelter, acquire food and clean water, and work together to get through this. None of us are thinking anything beyond surviving and staying healthy for those first two or three days. As we adjust to our new life, however temporary it might be, we begin to relax: there is nothing hostile or dangerous on the island that we have found, we have all the necessities to wait for rescue... Hell, why not relax?
I find one of my new friends on the beach by himself, sunbathing. I sit beside him for a minute and we talk about our situation, and he remarks that since there's nothing else to do, he can at least work on his tan. Then he jokes about how his shorts will leave part of him pale and ruin the effect.
"We're all guys here and there's no rules on the island," I remind him. "Ditch the shorts so it's not a problem."
He thinks for a minute before deciding I'm right, and he sheds his clothing and lays back once more. His flaccid cock is quite large and I feel a hunger brewing in my gut as my own smaller dick hardens.
I lead the conversation to women: celebrities we find attractive, the traits we most desire, the porn stars we'd like to fuck, the women we've known in our lives... I might be a cock-hungry sissy, but I'm not completely gay: I do love beautiful women and we have much to talk about.
His cock begins to harden, as I knew it would. He groans in embarrassment, apologizing to me.
"Hey, I get it," I tell him. "We're stuck here, and all we can do is think about women. I'm hard, too."
I pull of my shorts, revealing my smaller cock, but no less hard.
And I start masturbating, still talking about attractive women.
He hesitates a moment, but soon begins stroking his cock, too.
"It's not the same as having slut here right now to work my cock for me, but God, it feels good after having not shot a load in three days," he says.
I take a chance and reach a hand over to grab his cock for him. His eyes go wide in surprise.
"Just relax and let me take care of it," I whisper. "I'm not a woman, but I'll do the job."
He's too horny to argue or resist, and he lays back and lets me jerk him off...and then I lower my head down to his crotch and start licking his cock up and down, kissing it tenderly before sliding the head between my lips and taking the shaft into my throat.
No complaints, just a moan of pleasure from my partner.
I eagerly work his cock until he fills my mouth with his seed, and I hungrily swallow every drop before rolling over and finishing myself off, spraying cum all over my belly.
I do not know that we had an audience.
I find out later that day as I go into the jungle with two of my other comrades to hunt for wild fruit and one of them begins to talk about how hard it's been on all of them to be stranded here without relief...and then he mentions that well, one person in our merry band of survivors found relief. Our other companion asks what he means, and the first man looks at me, "You know what I mean, don't you, ******? Why don't you show him?"
And he drops his pants, revealing a nice, hard cock aching for some attention.
The third member of our little party looks shocked by his actions, and doubly so when I obediently (and eagerly) drop to my knees and begin to worship his fat cock.
"Come on," the first man urges the other, "let the little slut take care of you, too."
His words are degrading, but they make me so hard... The other man looks uncertain as I motion for him to come closer, but he does so anyway. With a cock still in my mouth, I reach over and rub his crotch, encouraging him to join us...
He doesn't resist long, dropping his pants and allowing me to stroke his meat while I continue to suck on the other cock. I pull him closer and begin to alternate between the two cocks, working them feverishly until they both erupt and coat my face with hot, sticky cum.
Finished with me, they pull their pants back up and continue on with their quest to find food, leaving me kneeling on the ground and stroking my tiny cock furiously until I come again. I gather up their cum, and mine, with my fingers and lick them clean.
The rest of the day and most of the next pass without incident: no one says anything and the three men involved generally ignore me. The last two men remaining, the ones who know nothing of what has happened, are the only ones who talk to me. That night, the six of us are all sitting around our makeshift shelter and talking about what we miss most from the outside world, and invariably someone mentions sex.
The verbally-abusive man from the previous day looks over at me, "We don't have to miss sex, do we, ******?"
All eyes turn to me.
"He's a filthy little cocksucker," he continues. "Sucks like a real whore. Bet he's got a nice, tight ass we can use, too."
Again, everyone is staring.
"I've never taken anal before..." I say meekly, "but if you want to, I'll try it. Just...please be gentle."
He pulls his pants off and pushes me onto my back, but shoves his cock into my mouth rather than my ass, "Shut up and suck my dick, bitch!"
The others crowd around me now, pulling their pants off and stroking their rods.
The man from the beach, the first man, pulls my pants off and spits on his cock, lubing it up good and pressing the head against my virgin anus. He slowly, gently, spreads my cheeks and slides up inside me while others grab my hands and direct me to stroke their cocks.
I spend the rest of the night getting gangbanged, and I love every second of it.
It's nearly two weeks before rescue arrives for us, two weeks of me being a shameless sissy: sometimes I entertain all five at once, sometimes two at once, and sometimes someone will take me away for some private one-on-one time. I become the island's sole slut, the sperm-eating cock-sleeve available fr everyone's use whenever they want, and I couldn't be happier.
The rescue party finds us mid-gangbang...but we don't stop: it's our last go round before we leave the island, and we'll never see each other again after this, so we may as well finish.
It doesn't take too much to convince our rescuers to join us, either.
I find myself on a tropical island with a handful of other men, four or five of them. We've become stranded there somehow, be it plane crash or shipwreck, and we are all alone until a search and rescue team finds us, if they find us.
At first, it's all a fairly normal survival situation: build shelter, acquire food and clean water, and work together to get through this. None of us are thinking anything beyond surviving and staying healthy for those first two or three days. As we adjust to our new life, however temporary it might be, we begin to relax: there is nothing hostile or dangerous on the island that we have found, we have all the necessities to wait for rescue... Hell, why not relax?
I find one of my new friends on the beach by himself, sunbathing. I sit beside him for a minute and we talk about our situation, and he remarks that since there's nothing else to do, he can at least work on his tan. Then he jokes about how his shorts will leave part of him pale and ruin the effect.
"We're all guys here and there's no rules on the island," I remind him. "Ditch the shorts so it's not a problem."
He thinks for a minute before deciding I'm right, and he sheds his clothing and lays back once more. His flaccid cock is quite large and I feel a hunger brewing in my gut as my own smaller dick hardens.
I lead the conversation to women: celebrities we find attractive, the traits we most desire, the porn stars we'd like to fuck, the women we've known in our lives... I might be a cock-hungry sissy, but I'm not completely gay: I do love beautiful women and we have much to talk about.
His cock begins to harden, as I knew it would. He groans in embarrassment, apologizing to me.
"Hey, I get it," I tell him. "We're stuck here, and all we can do is think about women. I'm hard, too."
I pull of my shorts, revealing my smaller cock, but no less hard.
And I start masturbating, still talking about attractive women.
He hesitates a moment, but soon begins stroking his cock, too.
"It's not the same as having slut here right now to work my cock for me, but God, it feels good after having not shot a load in three days," he says.
I take a chance and reach a hand over to grab his cock for him. His eyes go wide in surprise.
"Just relax and let me take care of it," I whisper. "I'm not a woman, but I'll do the job."
He's too horny to argue or resist, and he lays back and lets me jerk him off...and then I lower my head down to his crotch and start licking his cock up and down, kissing it tenderly before sliding the head between my lips and taking the shaft into my throat.
No complaints, just a moan of pleasure from my partner.
I eagerly work his cock until he fills my mouth with his seed, and I hungrily swallow every drop before rolling over and finishing myself off, spraying cum all over my belly.
I do not know that we had an audience.
I find out later that day as I go into the jungle with two of my other comrades to hunt for wild fruit and one of them begins to talk about how hard it's been on all of them to be stranded here without relief...and then he mentions that well, one person in our merry band of survivors found relief. Our other companion asks what he means, and the first man looks at me, "You know what I mean, don't you, ******? Why don't you show him?"
And he drops his pants, revealing a nice, hard cock aching for some attention.
The third member of our little party looks shocked by his actions, and doubly so when I obediently (and eagerly) drop to my knees and begin to worship his fat cock.
"Come on," the first man urges the other, "let the little slut take care of you, too."
His words are degrading, but they make me so hard... The other man looks uncertain as I motion for him to come closer, but he does so anyway. With a cock still in my mouth, I reach over and rub his crotch, encouraging him to join us...
He doesn't resist long, dropping his pants and allowing me to stroke his meat while I continue to suck on the other cock. I pull him closer and begin to alternate between the two cocks, working them feverishly until they both erupt and coat my face with hot, sticky cum.
Finished with me, they pull their pants back up and continue on with their quest to find food, leaving me kneeling on the ground and stroking my tiny cock furiously until I come again. I gather up their cum, and mine, with my fingers and lick them clean.
The rest of the day and most of the next pass without incident: no one says anything and the three men involved generally ignore me. The last two men remaining, the ones who know nothing of what has happened, are the only ones who talk to me. That night, the six of us are all sitting around our makeshift shelter and talking about what we miss most from the outside world, and invariably someone mentions sex.
The verbally-abusive man from the previous day looks over at me, "We don't have to miss sex, do we, ******?"
All eyes turn to me.
"He's a filthy little cocksucker," he continues. "Sucks like a real whore. Bet he's got a nice, tight ass we can use, too."
Again, everyone is staring.
"I've never taken anal before..." I say meekly, "but if you want to, I'll try it. Just...please be gentle."
He pulls his pants off and pushes me onto my back, but shoves his cock into my mouth rather than my ass, "Shut up and suck my dick, bitch!"
The others crowd around me now, pulling their pants off and stroking their rods.
The man from the beach, the first man, pulls my pants off and spits on his cock, lubing it up good and pressing the head against my virgin anus. He slowly, gently, spreads my cheeks and slides up inside me while others grab my hands and direct me to stroke their cocks.
I spend the rest of the night getting gangbanged, and I love every second of it.
It's nearly two weeks before rescue arrives for us, two weeks of me being a shameless sissy: sometimes I entertain all five at once, sometimes two at once, and sometimes someone will take me away for some private one-on-one time. I become the island's sole slut, the sperm-eating cock-sleeve available fr everyone's use whenever they want, and I couldn't be happier.
The rescue party finds us mid-gangbang...but we don't stop: it's our last go round before we leave the island, and we'll never see each other again after this, so we may as well finish.
It doesn't take too much to convince our rescuers to join us, either.
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