Bridge Between Worlds
“I’m telling you she was standing right over you, dude.” Jamie huffed as he paced back and forth across the sand.
Connor sat patiently on the log. His blue eyes followed Jamie as he moved back and forth. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to believe him. It was just hard to process that another person could possibly be on the island with them.
“Okay, let’s say that someone else is here,” he began.
Jamie stopped in his tracks and snapped his head in Connor’s direction.
“There is,” Jamie quickly cut him off. “I know what I saw last night.”
“I know. I believe you saw something or someone,” he said as he gazed into Jamie’s eyes.
“You think I’m crazy? You think being here on the island is getting to me mentally?” Jamie asked each question as if his entire being depended on the answers.
Connor exhaled. He stood up and moved graciously toward Jamie. He reached out and took hold of Jamie’s hand. The warmth and softness of their skin made them tingle inside.
“I believe you. I don’t know what we’re supposed to do, but I do believe you,” he answered.
Jamie turned and stared at the trees. “She’s out there somewhere. I think we should start sleeping in shifts in case she comes back.”
“You think she’ll try and hurt us or something?”
“I don’t know. I mean, it was kind of creepy finding her standing over you like that.”
Connor grinned. “You were worried about me, Jamie Robinson?”
Jamie slapped the palm of his hand over his forehead. “Oh, my God! Seriously? You’re getting a rise out of this?”
Connor laughed. It was deep and cute. His cheeks rose to his eyes. His soul felt weightless.
“I’m sorry,” he apologized. “You’re worried about me. I’m so used to you being indifferent toward me. I like the change.”
“Yeah…well…don’t get used to it,” Jamie told him, playfully.
“Shut up.” Connor shoved him. “Let’s go find this wild lady.”
They had been walking for hours in search of the mystery woman. It was like she had vanished without a trace. The island itself had proved to be more than either of them thought. From mountains to caves and from caves to terrain, it was all one elaborate prison.
The two men broke through a clearing of trees. The elevated air quickly wrapped itself around them. Clear skies greeted them. The blue ocean stretched on endlessly for as far as the eye could see. They were high upon a cliff that overlooked the ocean. Below them was nothing but the deep blue sea and all the mysteries of the ocean.
“Wow!” The word escaped Jamie’s mouth. “It’s so beautiful.”
“Inviting,” Connor added.
Jamie whipped his head in Connor’s direction. “What do you mean?”
“I mean,” he began as he took a few steps back like he was about to run a mile. “I’m tried to walking and fearing tomorrow. I just want to laugh and be an eighteen-year-old again.”
He ran past Jamie. He picked up speed and headed straight for the edge of the cliff. He leaped into the air and stretched his arms out wide. Legs lifted and knees touched his chest.
“I’m free!” He screamed into the air. For a brief moment, he appeared to be suspended midair, and then gravity pulled him to the ocean below.
Jamie ran toward the edge. Just as he looked over, Connor’s head broke through the surface. Their eyes met, and they both grinned at one another.
“Don’t leave me alone, Jamie. Come join me.”
Jamie shouted, “You’re crazy. You know that?”
“Maybe,” he laughed. “I think we should just be crazy together. I mean, we’re gonna be here for a while.”
Jamie shook his head, but he couldn’t disagree. He understood Connor. That was something he never thought he would be in a position to say or believe. Finally, he leaped into the air. The drop stole the breath from his lungs.
The ocean quickly swallowed him whole. He kicked back to the surface and broke through with a gasp. He wiped the water from his eyes just in time to see Connor a few feet away, laughing.
“That was insane,” Connor belly-laughed. “You should have seen your face as you dropped.”
“Yeah…well, you peer pressured me.” Jamie tried to pretend he was upset, but he couldn’t hide the smirk that formed in the corners of his mouth.
The two men floated there under the sun. The cliff rose behind them, and the island just stretched endlessly. For a little while, it didn’t feel like prison. For a moment in time, they felt like two eighteen-year-olds on vacation.
The water shifted.
Connor was the first to feel it. There was a pressure and a presence there. His body went rigid.
“Jamie,” he mumbled just above a whisper.
“Yeah?”
Connor’s voice dropped. “Don’t move.”
Slowly, the ocean beside Jamie darkened. At first glance, it looked like a shadow, but it wasn’t. There was something just beneath the surface. Jamie’s eyes switched from calm to fear as he turned his head.
A shape or figure rose from the depths. It was massive, smooth, deliberate, and present.
Black.
White.
Silent.
Connor’s heart nearly ruptured. “Oh, my God!”
The orca surfaced between them. The water rolled off its back like oil. Its dorsal fin sliced through the surface. It exhaled, a sharp fucking burst of air. It was close enough that Jamie flinched. He didn’t swim away, though. He was frozen.
They were eye level.
Connor backed away slowly. “Jamie, let’s go. Nice and slow.”
Jamie didn’t move a beat. He stared at it. The orca tilted slightly in the water. One dark eye became visible and focused on Jamie.
Time stretched without action. Then, slowly, the orca began to circle around Jamie. It moved almost lazily.
Connor’s heart raced, and his stomach dropped. “Why is it doing that? Is it sizing you up?”
Jamie swallowed, his voice barely audible. “God, I hope not.”
The orca surfaced again. It was even closer. No aggression. Just curious. Intent. There.
Jamie’s body shifted an inch. The orca shifted. It mirrored his movements. A slight chuckle escaped Jamie’s lips.
“Okay, I don’t like this. Jamie, come on.” Connor’s voice was sharp.
Jamie let out a deep sigh. “It’s not hurting me.”
“Who gives a shit? You’re not safe!”
The orca dipped beneath the surface and disappeared into the depths of the deep blue sea. For one split, chilling second, it was gone.
Connor reached his hand out. “Take my hand. Let’s go.”
The orca surfaced again. This time it was right beside Jamie. It was even closer than before. Dangerously close.
Close enough that Jamie could see the smooth curve of its skin beneath the water. He could make out the size of it. He knew then that one wrong move and it could all be over. It could end if the orca deemed it so.
“Jamie…please.” Connor sounded like he was on the verge of panic.
Jamie nodded. He couldn’t stomach the panic he heard in Connor’s voice. Slowly, carefully, they began moving toward the shore. The orca followed.
There was no chase.
There was no rush.
It just kept the pace until the water grew shallow and their feet found the sand.
Then, just like that, the line between their world and its world drew itself again. The orca floated just beyond reach for several minutes, and then it dipped beneath the surface and vanished.
“What the hell were you doing?” Connor shoved him with all his might. “Don’t ever do that to me again.” He shoved Jamie once more.
“Connor!” Jamie could only say his name. He was shocked by the vulnerability Connor had just displayed. He didn’t think the stud cared so much.
“What?” He shouted. “Was sex with me so fucked up that you’d rather an apex predator kill you than still be on this island with me?”
“What? No…Connor…no.” Jamie struggled to answer and explain himself.
“Then why do that? “
“I don’t know!” Jamie shouted. “I didn’t think. I just felt unnerved. It had nothing to do with you.”
“You expect me to believe that?”
“I do actually. We’ve always been honest about how much we disliked each other. I can be honest if I didn’t enjoy last night. I enjoyed it. I liked it a lot. It’s a little scary just how much I liked it, but I liked every moment of it.”
Connor dropped down in the sand. Jamie planted himself next to him.
“You liked it? Sex with me was good?”
Jamie laughed. “Yes. It was good. Best I ever had, actually. Was it good with me?”
Connor hung his head for a second and then looked straight at Jamie. “Do you even have to ask? Yes. It was hot. It was the best I ever had as well.”
They both chuckled.
The sun burned against their skin. Connor brushed his wet golden curls out of his face. His wet body glistened under the care of the sun. Jamie’s eyes traveled the length of his body. With each passing second, the blood in his cock began to pump harder. He could feel his erection come alive under the water.
Connor’s cheeks began to turn red as he blushed softly. Something had transpired inside of him since he slept with Jamie. He felt more alive than ever before. Despite being stranded on the island, he felt free and brave. Above all, he wanted more of what the two of them had shared the previous night.
“Can I tell you something?” He asked nervously.
Jamie gave a half smile. The left side of his mouth raised just a bit before he answered.
“Yeah.”
“I’m not trying to freak you out, but I want to do it again.” Silence. “With you,” he quickly added.
“Is that right?” Jamie’s voice was calm, cool, and collected. He didn’t let on one way or another how he felt.
Connor smiled and nodded his head. He felt like a young teenager experiencing everything for the first time. It felt silly and cute to him. He was fucking gay for Jamie damn Robinson. There was no denying it.
Jamie began to undress. Connor’s eyes widened in shock. He watched with complete admiration as one article of clothing after another was peeled from Jamie’s flawless flesh. His eyes roamed the man’s body. From those dark, pointed nipples down to the valley of abs and the treasure trail that slipped beneath the waistband of the underwear. It was all perfection to Connor.
Jamie slipped off his underwear. His thick cock sprang forward with a toxic hello. The head was flared, and clear fluids had already gathered at the slit. Those two balls dangled perfectly. Connor could barely contain the rush of excitement he felt.
“Why are you still dressed?” Jamie asked as he took a step toward him.
Connor didn’t bother to answer. He just quickly slipped his clothes off. Jamie could barely wait for the man to be naked. He quickly closed the space between them. Their lips touched with fire and ice. Their mouths opened, and tongues slipped inside.
Jamie’s tongue rolled around the inside of Connor’s mouth as his thick hands moved down the man’s backside and onto his plump, round ass. He cuffed a handful of booty cheeks and made them bounce. His index slipped between the crack and found Connor’s pucker.
Connor kissed Jamie deeply. His tongue traced the inside of Jamie’s lips. His cock throbbed with life. It pressed against Jamie’s erection. His chest beat against the stud’s chest. Connor slipped his hand between them and wrapped it around Jamie’s swollen member. He stroked him with each kiss.
“Holy shit,” Jamie moaned between kisses.
“I can’t stop myself with you, Jamie Robinson,” Connor quietly confessed.
“Good. Don’t. Ever. Stop.” Jamie instructed him with each kiss against his soft lips.
Connor moved to his knees. He pressed them into the sand and then took Jamie’s cock into his mouth. His lips formed a tight seal around the girthy cock, and he began to move his head back and forth. His tongue lapped around the flesh as his lips ran across the sensitive head gland.
“Fuck,” Jamie breathed as he ran his fingers through Connor’s golden locks.
Connor opened his mouth and extended his tongue. Jamie quickly slapped his cock against it. The man knocked Jamie’s hand away and took that pole of flesh back down his throat. It was like he could never get enough of it. Jamie brought out a side of him that he never knew existed.
“I wanna eat you,” Jamie let slip out.
Connor looked up at him with a sly smile. He quickly turned around and presented his pale mounds of flesh. Jamie got on his knees behind him. He spread those massive cheeks. That pretty pink little hole winked at him. It begged to be touched and teased.
Jamie ran his fingers across the wrinkled flesh that served as the anus. Connor’s entire body shivered. He quickly pushed his face between those cheeks. He took in the scent of Connor as his tongue began to rapidly lap at his flesh.
“Shit,” Connor moaned delightfully.
Jamie pushed his face deeper between those cheeks. His tongue wiggled and moved round and round the flesh. He probed the inside of Connor. His tongue slipped along those pink walls. It darted in and out of him. Every entry forced Connor’s hole to open up. The sound of Jamie’s tongue lapping and feasting on Connor drowned out the sound of the tide moving against the shore. Connor dug his hands into the sand. His body trembled with desire.
“Fuck me,” he pleaded.
Jamie quickly moved into position. His cock was harder than it had ever been. He pressed the swollen, angry head against the tiny hole. It slipped inside, spreading Connor in the best ways possible. It breached the depths of his valley.
Jamie let out a perfect gasp as his balls touched Connor’s and his pelvis rested against those cheeks. He was balls deep in the best thing he’d ever been in. Slowly, he withdrew and then pushed back in. He took Connor by the waist and began to drive his cock in and out of him.
“Fuck,” Connor moaned passionately.
His cock swung back and forth between his legs. He took it in his hands and began to stroke himself. Jamie’s cock continued to slide in and out of his dripping wet hole. Jamie moved faster and deeper. The head of his cock pressed against Connor’s prostate gland relentlessly.
“You feel so fucking good,” Jamie roared with glee.
Connor’s warmth wrapped around his cock like a skin-tight glove. That pink hole massaged that cock with each thrust. Connor’s body moved back and forth against the motion. The two were literally fucking each other.
“You’re hitting my spot,” Connor cried. “Keep going. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”
Jamie kept going. The sound of their flesh as it slapped together echoed through the trees. Sweat dripped from Jamie onto Connor’s back. Those cheeks rippled with each impact. It was like something out of a movie.
Jamie grabbed a handful of Connor’s curls and pulled him back. The man’s head rose. He turned to the side, and Jamie met him with a kiss. They sucked the soul from one another through that kiss. The entire time, Jamie continued to pound into Connor’s backside.
“Connor,” Jamie gasped.
“Yes,” he answered, breathlessly.
“You’re gonna make me cum, dude.”
“Do it.”
That was all Jamie needed to hear. He slammed into Connor one last time and let out a mighty cry. His cock twitched as it erupted inside Connor. He filled the man with his hot, creamy load.
“Oooh, fuck,” Connor moaned as his cock squirted out three ropes of thick cum across the sand.
In the afterglow, silence fell upon them. The two snuggled up together and closed their eyes. Not far away, just beyond the trees and hanging branches, two sets of eyes watched them.
TO BE CONTINUED
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