Deep blue feelings
Connor and Jamie stood at the edge of the cliff once again. Jamie didn’t wait for Connor to make the first jump. He leaped into the air, and gravity pulled him down.
“GO JAMIE!” Connor cheered him on like a proud boyfriend or something else.
Splash! Jamie hit the water. The cold swallowed him and then tossed him back to the surface. He looked up at Connor with a smile on his beautiful face.
“Come on in. The water’s great.” He said as he began to back float.
Connor smiled. He liked the way things felt between the two of them. He liked the way the island felt when they were close.
He took a few steps back and then ran. He jumped into the air and over the side of the cliff. He threw his head back, and those blue eyes took in the sight of the clear and peaceful skies. He hit the water with a loud splash.
Connor broke the surface. He turned, and Jamie was directly in his face. The air went still around them. Connor melted under the perfect gaze Jamie cast upon him. There was something so deep and intimate about the way he looked at him. It was as if he were seeing into the stud’s soul of souls.
Connor opened his mouth to ask a question. Before he could say anything, Jamie pressed his soft, wet lips against Connor’s sweet pink lips. He returned the kiss with equal passion and desire. The world began to spin out of control, as did their bodies in the deep sea. Their lips slowly parted, and their eyes opened to the world around them.
Connor licked his bottom lip. “There’s something different about you, Jamie Robinson.”
Silence.
Connor pushed his hair back.
Jamie was looking past him.
Connor turned just as the water shifted. A familiar shape rose beneath the surface. It was dark and massive. It cut through the blue waters with power and grace.
Connor’s stomach dropped. Rightfully so. “The fuck! That’s…”
The orca surfaced closer than before.
Jamie didn’t move. Not a single muscle flinched. He watched it as his expression softened. There was recognition on his part.
Connor noticed Jamie’s behavior.
“Is that the same one?” He asked. His voice was sharp. “Jamie?”
Jamie nodded slowly. “Yeah. I think so.”
The orca exhaled. A burst of mist found itself caught in the sunlight. It was honestly a beautiful sight. The creature lingered there. It was half-submerged as its powerful presence bent the water around it.
It moved right toward Jamie. It felt like a gravitational pull.
“Jamie.” he reached out instinctively.
Jamie lifted a hand to stop him and to steady himself.
The orca circled one slow and deliberate time. Then again, but much closer.
“I don’t like this.” The unease in Connor’s voice was easily identifiable.
Jamie didn’t say anything. His attention was on the creature.
The orca surfaced beside him again. It was so close that the water rippled against Jamie’s chest. Close enough that the size of it was no longer abstract. The power and magnitude of it were undeniable.
Jamie shifted slightly in the water.
The orca matched it.
Connor watched with every nerve on edge.
“It’s following you. Jamie, it’s following you,” he quickly said.
Jamie swallowed. His eyes were fixed on the dark shape beneath the surface. “I think it remembers me.” He chuckled at the completion of his sentence.
Connor let out a disbelieving breath. “It’s a whale, not a tender match.”
Jamie shot him with a disapproving look. “Fuck you, Connor McGill.”
The orca dipped under the water and vanished.
“Let’s go.” Connor grabbed Jamie’s arm.
For a second, Jamie hesitated, but then he followed. They started toward the shore. The orca suddenly surfaced again, parallel to Jamie. It moved at the same pace as him.
Connor’s jaw clenched. “I really don’t like this.”
Jamie smiled. He knew he should have been afraid, but he wasn’t. He respected the power of the ocean and the creatures that inhabited it. If he could, he would have stayed right there with the creature.
They reached the shallower water. The orca stopped. Jamie turned around, but Connor kept walking. The orca lingered for a moment, and then it vanished beneath the surface into the great unknown.
“That was not normal.” Connor’s voice broke through.
Jamie turned toward him. Something washed over the man. As he stood there with his eyes on Connor, he couldn’t help but feel it. It felt right. It felt good. It felt special, and he wanted the feeling to never end.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” Connor asked as he raised an eyebrow like some super-secret spy. It was cheesy but cute.
“I…I…I,” Jamie stuttered. His throat was suddenly dry and itchy.
His hands began to shake. His body was overcome with nerves. His eyes watered.
Connor reached out and took hold of his hand. That soft gesture helped to calm his nerves and give him a bit of courage.
“You’re shaking. Are you okay?”
“Nervous,” Jamie answered softly.
“Don’t be. It’s just us and, well, the wild lady you saw running around,” he joked.
Jamie chuckled lightly. He cleared his throat. “I…I never thought we’d be trapped on an island, let alone doing the things we’ve been doing. I never thought we’d be friends again. I’ve never been so happy to have been wrong. I... I..I love you!”
Jamie smiled as he finally got the words out.
Connor’s face went blank. He quickly released Jamie’s hand. That was the last thing he had expected to hear.
For a moment, there was absolute heart-wrenching silence between the two of them.
Jamie slowly started to realize he was alone in his feelings. The regret, humiliation, and hurt hit all at once from every side and angle.
“Wow,” Jamie uttered as he looked around. He needed to look any and everywhere but at Connor.
“Jamie,” Connor began. “I like you. I like what we’re doing.”
“Spare me. I’ve used the words you’re about to utter on plenty of girls. I don’t need to baby my feelings. As a matter of fact, I don’t need anything but home.”
Jamie moved past him. He moved as fast as he possibly could toward dry land.
Connor stood, unable to move for a moment. His eyes watered, but he refused to let any of those emotions surface. He exhaled and turned around to go after Jamie.
“Jamie, can we please talk about this?”
“Nothing to talk about. I got it. I’m good enough to fuck but not to love.”
“That’s not fair, Jamie! You’re more than that.”
“BULLSHIT!”
Jamie moved along the sand, desperately trying to get away from Connor. The sand itself acted as a speed enforcer, slowing his movements. The distance between the two was just mere inches. They were close enough that Connor reached and grabbed his arm.
Jamie quickly spun around and angrily pushed him up against the lone palm tree. His eyes were dark with hurt and humiliation.
“What?” He yelled.
Connor breathed. He blinked once. “I’m sorry. I wasn’t trying to hurt you.”
He placed his hand on Jamie’s smooth chest. It slid down the stud’s ebony frame and over his tight-cut abs. Jamie tried to pull away, but Connor quickly wrapped his arm around the man’s waist. He pulled them dangerously close together.
So close that their solid erections pressed together. They both let out a soft gasp. Connor leaned in and flicked his long tongue across Jamie’s wet lips. Their lips suddenly met.
Slow.
Wet.
Intense.
Jamie’s tongue slipped from between his lips inside Connor’s mouth. His tongue rolled around the golden-haired hunk’s pink friend. His hands began to explore Connor’s thick frame. Their hips moved in a circular motion. Jamie’s garments dropped from his waist. He kicked them clear across the beach.
Connor pulled away from their kiss. He lowered himself to the ground. The entire time, his eyes stayed locked on Jamie. Those baby blues were filled with lust and desire. He wrapped his hand around Jamie’s stiff appendage and began to slowly stroke it.
Just as Jamie let out a deep sigh, Connor opened his mouth and wrapped his lips around the head of the member. The velvety pole slid into his mouth and down his throat. The taste set off something inside of him. He quickly began to work his tongue and lips around the member faster.
Connor proudly moaned around the dark cock. Jamie ran his fingers through that mop of curls. Pleasure took hold of them. Connor’s head moved back and forth and round and round. His thick tongue lapped at the underside of Jamie’s shaft.
Jamie quickly pulled Connor to his feet. He dropped to his knees and quickly pulled Connor’s shorts off. He opened his mouth and swallowed every inch of him. His head moved back and forth, taking Connor deeper each time. He coughed around the swollen member.
“Oh my God,” Connor panted as he ran the palm of his hand across his forehead.
His eyes rolled. The sight of Jamie on his knees with his cock in his mouth turned him on greatly. He began to rock his hips back and forth, pushing his member deeper. Jamie worked his pole like an expert. Saliva dripped from the corners of his mouth. Those fat pink lips coated Connor’s tool with perfection.
Jamie spun the man around. Connor placed his hands against the tree and pushed his gorgeous, pale ass out. Connor’s backside was a thing of fucking beauty.
“Damn,” Jamie uttered as he ran his hands over the perfectly smooth globes.
He spread Connor’s cheeks. That pink tight pucker came into view. He spat on it and then smeared it with his index finger. The touch sent chills through Connor’s body. Jamie buried his face between those muscled, fat cheeks. His tongue swiped around the hole, and then it began to slip inside the tightness.
“Ooh,” Connor moaned.
He pushed more of his ass into Jamie’s face. His cheeks closed around the side of the man’s face. That tongue darted in and out of that pulsing hole. It wiggled against the pink slick walls. Each flick and lick made Connor push more of his hole out. The more he pushed out, the more tongue slipped inside of him.
Jamie slapped those cheeks. He felt the bounce around his face. He dug his tongue deeper inside the man. He reached around and took hold of Connor’s thick cock. He began to stroke the man as his tongue searched his ocean for buried treasure. His tongue dug deeper and deeper. It probed him for all that he was worth, and yet it wanted more.
“Fuck me, Jamie,” Connor groaned. “Take your anger out on my hole.”
Jamie pulled his tongue from the man’s hole. His face dripped with juices. He stood up and lined his thick and veiny cock up with Connor’s hot box. The head touched the puffy lips of the hunk’s anus. Then it slid right inside. They both groaned like a blended harmony.
Connor’s wall expanded as every inch of Jamie’s long and girthy cock slid inside of him. The moment he felt those heavy balls rest against his, those anal walls locked around Jamie’s cock. They began to give each other exactly what they wanted.
Jamie wrapped his arm around Connor’s body and drove his cock in and out of him. Each time his pelvis slammed into Connor’s bubble ass, it bounced and rippled. He slammed into him repeatedly. His cock rubbed against the man’s prostate.
Jamie snatched his cock out of him. He tossed Connor on his back in the middle of the sand. Connor spread his legs like an eagle, and Jamie slid back inside of him. He went balls deep. The anger he felt boiled to the surface as he saw the pleasure plastered all over Connor’s face.
Before he registered what was happening, his hand slapped Connor’s chest. The hunk’s blue eyes bulged.
“Again,” Connor cried out.
Jamie slapped the man’s chest again as he drove his cock deeper, faster, and harder.
“This all you want from me? Just want me to fuck you? To use you? But I can’t love you?” Jamie screamed each question as he pounded the man.
He wrapped his hand around Connor’s throat. He watched as the stud he had so clearly fallen in love with turned red in the face. The man’s eyes rolled, and his cock erupted with cum.
Jamie felt his own climax peak as he watched Connor wither in pleasure beneath him. His cock twitched, and then it exploded inside of him. He coated Connor’s anal walls with his baby makers.
The aftermath of their sexual encounter settled on them as they lay side by side. Their backs were planted in the sand and their eyes focused on the clear blue sky above them.
“What is it about me that you don’t love?”
Connor swallowed. “It’s not that simple, Jamie.”
“It is that simple. You don’t love me. We’ve been trapped together for months. Forced to learn each other and talk. You made me a fuckin queer. I’ve never cum so much inside another human being before.”
Jamie sat and turned toward him fully.
“I was straight, and I’m the one with feelings. How the fuck is that fair? How is any of this fair?” With every word spoken, he fought to hold back the tears that so desperately wanted to fall from his eyes.
“Jesus, Jamie, just stop with the emotional shit, okay. We never said anything about feelings.”
“We?” Jamie scoffed. “I never wanted any of this. You came onto me. You kissed me. You touched me. You sucked my dick.”
“And you fucked me,” Connor yelled. “You fuck me often, and we have a good time. But I don’t want to fall in love on this island. I just want to have fun. I want us to be friends who help each other feel something other than despair.”
The words broke something inside of Jamie. He couldn’t hide his pain even if he wanted to.
“So, you were using me. Got it. Congratulations, you turned your enemy into a homo. Connor McGill finally defeated Jamie Robinson.”
Jamie stood up and walked away. Connor stood up. He watched Jamie’s naked body move further and further away.
“Jamie? Come back. Jamie? Where are you going?’
“Fuck off!”
Jamie disappeared into the trees. Connor placed his face in his hands and let out a long groan.
“Looks like you could use a friend and some clothes.”
Connor froze. The voice was deep and seasoned. It sent a chill down his spine. He slowly pulled his face from his hands and turned around. There they were. She looked just like the woman Jamie had described, and then there was him. He was older than her. Older than Jamie and Connor.
In the big, deep blue feelings, Connor had lost Jamie, but in his absence, it would appear something else was born. Something that remained yet to be determined!
TO BE CONTINUED
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