That afternoon Jason drove them to a centre specializing in indigenous culture. It was called Fresh Water/Salt Water symbolizing the meeting between traditional aboriginal ways and modern Australian society. Upon arriving they were given necklaces with blue/grey stones and a name tag symbolizing their induction into the shark totem. Other visitors had different colours and totems – snake, wallaby, and frog. Once formed into groups they were led to visit and participate in aspects of the local Bronga tribal culture.
First was a talk about totems and tribal rules such as not being permitted to eat the animal that was their token and not being able to marry a person with the same totem where as a frog, wallaby or snake would make a suitable mate. Next was a workshop of Aboriginal Art where Alex learned the meanings behind the traditional dot painting Jason had given him in Sydney. They each decorated a boomerang to varying degrees of success. The third activity was learning how to throw the boomerang and a spear. Paul found out he had to hold the boomerang the correct way and throw it at 45 degrees across the face of the wind to get it to come back to him moving – and he was chuffed when it did without him moving.
Last and not least was walk through the bush around the centre with tribal stories about particular features and upon arriving back at the centre a delicious banquet of bush tucker featuring barbequed kangaroo meat and a demonstration of Aboriginal dancing to the sounds of someone playing the didgeridoo. On sale were decorated items of traditional crafts – Paul and Jerome took the opportunity to buy some gifts for their families back home while Alex bought a brightly coloured hand woven shoulder bag made from natural fibres not really sure who he would give it to. It was an interesting way to spend an afternoon.
The evening arrived – well sort of because – it was contrived to commence an hour earlier – very kind of the sun to set earlier than usual (grins). More likely was that four young good looking guys having their sexual appetites awakened, just wanted sex and paid no heed to the time. Hanging out naked with four fantastic bodies and hot cocks on show was affecting their minds strengthening the already strong undercurrent of sexual tension into a tsunami of desire. It was as though mouth watering sex was served up continually on a platter in front of them enticing them to take first bite.
The possible pairings indicated interesting responses. They were in theory unattached and that made all the permutations available. That they would enjoy EACH other’s company sexually was a concept on the agenda. Since their chat Jason and Paul had more or less accepted the inevitable and not unpleasant outcome that sooner or later they might very well have some kind of sexual union with each other. By default it also meant that Alex would therefore be free to spend time with Jerome. It would happen despite certain preferences whether they contrived it or not.
Jason of course would always want to pair off with Alex. His strong feelings meant that he would be a jealous of anyone with Alex, but, would have to cope and hide that feeling for Alex’s sake. Getting together with Paul or Jerome was not on his agenda. Yet, he knew that Paul must have his chances with Alex and therefore that would leave Jerome and him together. He really did love both Alex and Paul albeit in different ways and could not hold a grudge against either one’s happiness. Jerome was hot and despite some fears he might be able to accept the circumstance and make himself a willing partner.
Alex adored his sexual unions with Jason; however, he was sympathetic to Paul’s needs despite being somewhat uneasy about their pairing. As for Jerome – he wasn’t sure where he stood with Jerome – he liked him but maybe he was too much like a brother. He too would let circumstance dictate and not think too much about it.
Jerome just plain lusted after all of them particularly Jason. He wanted a piece of the cute white ass that turned him on so much. Paul and Alex were very nice alternatives and he would be happy.
Paul was unsure of being with Alex because they had only been friends since the time at the lake. He was looking forward to pairing up with Jason, who he thought would be fun, and he had already been with Jerome knowing him to be a very physical sexual partner.
What to do? Who takes whom? Do we take turns or leave it to chance? After all no one was actually being forced into anything – we could simply stroll along the beach and have a lovely chat. WOULD SOMEONE PLEASE TAKE CHARGE HERE!
Such a dilemma!
Fortunately this so called dilemma would be smashed into oblivion by the power of their sexual need. It was like lighting a match in a haystack. Which one would provide the spark?
That early evening, with thoughts of hot sex raging through their veins, they were down near the beach. Jerome stripped off sporting his already huge stiff cock. He was about to turn and head down the beach for a swim when seconds later the others stripped as well. They were all naked with erect cocks on display. Jerome’s massive cut dick throbbed dominating the space, his big black cock horizontal in front of him with its lighter cockhead swollen beyond normal proportions. Alex’s cock, which was big by any standards, looked ready for its share of attention too. Paul and Jason stood like sacrificial lambs. No point in a skinny dip now - the time was over ripe for other activities. There was no need for discussion. It was Jerome who took direct action – urged on by nothing more than sexual need and strong desire he held Jason by the arm and simply moved in front of him. That of course left Alex and Paul together, the most uneasy of pairings.
Jason’s eyes were as wide as saucers from surprise and fear. His eyes looked over to Alex imploring him to do something, anything to save him but stood still giving in to the wonderful feelings of Jerome’s touch. He closed his eyelids and entered past the point where he could not stop even if he wanted to. They were in full view of Alex and Paul who watched Jerome’s big hands sweep over Jason’s skin. Alex looked on frozen to the spot as Jerome’s hands covered every square inch of Jason’s body. Jerome’s hands worked their way down to Jason’s snowy white ass. His hands lingered caressing the part of Jason’s body that turned him on the most. His lips descended to kiss Jason’s mouth drawing a willing response. Alex wanted to shout but his lips could not get a sound out, he looked on transfixed - willing Jerome to take it easy and not hurt Jason with his strength and enormous cock. How could such a gigantic cock fit inside Jason’s slim hips and tiny ass? – Please don’t hurt him.
“This is really hot. Let’s watch” nudged Paul.
Alex could do little else he was so frozen.
Jerome’s lips kissed Jason’s neck then moved down to his nipples before descending across his cut body and enveloping his cock - swallowing it whole. He sucked gently using his thick tongue and lips to make Jason moan. He turned Jason around and licked between the cheeks of Jason’s white ass, his dark hands holding the cheeks aside to open up access to his precious pink lipped hole. Jason moaned again as Jerome’s tongue licked and flicked against his hole. Jerome turned Jason about to face him again, wrapped his hands around him and lifted him effortlessly like balsa wood. He stood to his full height and slowly lowered Jason so that he slid down the contours of his strong body. Jason felt Jerome’s massive cock slide between his legs narrowing the gap to his ass. He felt the dull contact of Jerome’s cock on his skin and prepared for what would happen next.
“Relax baby” cooed Jerome.
“Don’t hurt him” Alex voiced silently.
Hot – thought Paul.
Just relax - Jason ordered his tense body.
Jerome lowered Jason, his cock ready to enter the highly prized white ass. His swollen cock helmet pushed hard on the ass lips.
Jason felt the pressure grow stronger and felt the pain of his ass stretching to accommodate the biggest cock he had ever seen. It felt like it could not stretch anymore and hurt so much then …
Jerome felt Jason’s resistance and knew to take his time, he continued the relentless pressure forcing the ass lips inwards he would soon claim Jason’s ass. Then …
Alex’s eyes popped wide open as he held his breath unable to move, he thought Jason was being ripped apart. Then …
Paul could barely believe what he saw, grabbed Alex cock and began to stroke it keeping his eyes on the performance in front of him. Then …
Jason’s ass gave way as Jerome’s cock head entered his body. The painful stretching remained while Jason felt the incredible sensation of Jerome’s cock sliding inside him past the lips of his hole. He felt it slide, and slide, and slide, till it was right in. The pain was still there as he took a breath and tried to relax.
Jerome felt the lips about give way and slowly increased pressure till his cock head was inside. He slowly kept his cock pushing forward feeling the tight muscle of Jason’s ass grip as it slid down his shaft until he was well inside. Then he paused ready to begin. Jerome started to move his body slowly which helped Jason relax taking away some of the pain. He moved his cock inside Jason fucking him slowly, gradually making his cock move further out and further in. A few times he brought his cock so far out that the edge of his cock head was visible before slowly pushing it all the way inside. It felt so good to be inside Jason’s tight white ass. Jerome approached orgasm as his body started to lose control. His body movements increased sending his cock deep producing amazing sensations throughout his body. He quickly pulled his cock out and jerked himself as his cock pulsed sending streams of white cum over Jason’s body.
Alex watched it all, then felt his untouched cock about to explode, it was as if he could feel every sensation but that was of course was caused by Paul whose hands were wrapped around his cock stroking. The voyeurism along with Paul’s stroking combined to send Alex’s cum spurting through the air landing on Jerome’s thigh.
“Ooh baby … that was good” laughed Jerome.
Jason was still shocked but relieved.
Alex was still unable to move. He was both turned on by what he watched and also experienced feelings of fear and jealousy he would not vocalise.
Paul was hugely turned on and commented “Hot, that was hot, fucking hot”.
Early next morning Jason took the path up to the headland. He stood close to the edge and stood silent completely at ease as the light breeze swirled around and the waves crashed on the rocks below sending their sparkling spray spinning in the air.
He was not alone. Behind him lurked a dark malevolent presence.
The sharp snap of a twig jolted him out of his pleasant reverie. Turning towards where the where the sound came from he saw who it was.
He faced an approaching hulk intent on harm. Jason put his hands in front of him gesturing the hulk to stay calm. “No Corinne don’t - think what you are doing,” he pleaded. Her body closed in with her face distorted with malice. She blocked his exit with her huge body and the cricket bat she carried poised as a weapon.
“I know exactly what I’m doing – I should have done this years ago!” She spat.
“Corrine – Mum – put it down,” said Jason in calming tones as her bulk moved menacingly closer.
“Don’t call me that!” Her shrill voice bellowed, “I’m not your mother and never was – I hate you.”
Shock and confusion drained Jason’s face of colour “What are you saying? You’re my mother you’re supposed to love me and care for me.”
“Ha ha ha!” cackled Corinne slowly as she moved with intent “You’re not mine” she snarled her face contorted as she spat the words, “You think I had you! Think again you worthless trash. Listen to this! I never had you! I never wanted you. They made me take you but you’re worthless the same as your mother. I’m going to fix things for good. It’s you who should be dead not my baby”.
She swung the cricket bat hard at Jason who nimbly stepped aside letting it pass without contact. Corinne’s anger propelled every action as she continued forward swinging the bat trying to inflict damage. Jason had little room to move as he backed towards the edge of the cliff. She was surprisingly quick and had the upper hand until Jason stepped forward into her grabbing her hand and struggling for control of the cricket bat. Her iron grip held as the two stood wrestling. They struggled turning about as Corinne released the bat grabbed Jason’s forearm instead and in what seemed like slow motion leaned backwards over the cliff pulling with all the strength and leverage of the pumped crazed shot putter she once was. Jason’s body was flung far out into the air over the cliff followed by Corinne’s body closer to the edge as her face suddenly lost its contorted rage to be replaced by smug smiling satisfaction as the two bodies disappeared falling over the edge to the sound of Alex screaming.
