"You kissed me back Marc," he said with a bit of a question in his voice.

"Yeah buddy I did because I wanted to," I reply honestly.

"Are you falling for me or are we falling for each other?"

"I’m not really sure what I’m feeling Brandon. I've never looked at a man before you know, like this and I'm sure that if we ever get rescued it will never happen again."

"Marc you're the only one I've ever kissed since Claire. She was my first and only and now you ... you're my second true kiss. Well my first real kiss that I had with a man."

“You’re my first man-kiss,” I confessed.

"You kissed me back Marc," he said with a bit of a question in his voice.

"Yeah buddy I did because I wanted to," I reply honestly.

"Are you falling for me or are we falling for each other?"

"I’m not really sure what I’m feeling Brandon. I've never looked at a man before you know, like this, and I'm sure that if we ever get rescued it will never happen again."

"Marc you're the only one I've ever kissed since Claire. She was my first and only and now you ... you're my second true kiss. Well my first real kiss that I had with a man."

"I've had a few girls, but since Mary, you're the first one I've kissed like that."

"Does this feel like cheating for you?" he asked.

"I don't know because I always thought that cheating was with a woman not with a man."

To answer each other, all we could do was grin. We got up and headed out to survey the island. It took us roughly two hours to walk the perimeter. We found a few good places for food were we gathered fruit and some more wild vegetables for meals before we headed back to our base camp at the crash site. The boys had gathered more firewood and had the fire burning ablaze. We spent the day swimming, naked and afterwards decided that we rather liked being naked. Brandon was very uncomfortable with it at first but gave in shortly after seeing how no one paid attention to it.

“Can I ask you a question Brandon? It’s kind of personal and if you'd rather not answer it I’ll understand.”

“I would think that by now you and I should be comfortable enough with each other to ask anything.”

“Are you having a hard time with everything that’s been happening with you and me?”

“What do you mean specifically?”

“I mean the kissing and now we’re walking around naked.”

“Well … are you uncomfortable with it?”

“I was asking you Brandon. I’ll give you my opinion after you tell me how you’re feeling.”

He takes his time thinking about his answer and I’m about to ask him again when he finally speaks.

“I will admit that I was very uncomfortable with us kissing like a man and a woman would. I’ll also admit that it felt good and I’m not sure about that warm fuzzy feeling I got because I never had that with Claire. Would I do it in public … fuck no. It goes against everything that I was taught growing up.” He pauses for a moment before he continues. “I’m going to tell you something that I have never, ever told anyone. The only one that knew about it was my dad.” Again he pauses. “I lied to you last night about having kissed a guy before. When I was sixteen I had a best friend named Bradley. We did and went everywhere together. Then on my sixteenth birthday he slept over at my house and … “

“You had sex together,” I finish for him.

“Yes. We were wrestling like we always did but this time when I pinned him, I kissed him. It wasn’t a peck on the cheek Marc , but a kiss like you and I shared last night. I released my hold on him and he wrapped his arms around me and kissed me back. He told me afterwards that he had wanted to do that for the longest time but that he was afraid of losing my friendship. I said that I had too. The next thing I know he’s sucking me and I’m sucking him. I’m about to come when my dad came into the room. Dad blew a gasket. He started yelling and told Bradley that he was forbidden to ever see me again. After Bradley left dad took off his belt and he beat the tar right out of me. After that I stayed as far away from Bradley as I could until his family moved to another state a couple of years later. I met Claire in my senior year and, well you know the rest of the story.”

Brandon is crying so hard that I take him into my arms. He stiffens at first when our naked bodies meet. As he tries to pull away I hold him more firmly to me, gliding my hand up and down his back.

“It’s just me, Brandon and I have you, you’re safe with me,” I whisper in his ear. “No judgment, no pressure just me comforting my friend.” Brandon relaxes and rests his head on my shoulder while he softly cries.  “Why does there have to be a label for everything? Why can’t two friends find a new kind of friendship where there’s a special kind of love that doesn’t have to have a label on it?”

“I’m not gay Marc but I am having feelings for you. Does that make me …”

“It makes you a cherished friend. Nothing more and nothing less. Maybe according to society that kind of love would be considered gay. But then you need to ask yourself Brandon, are you attracted to men in general? If not, then ask yourself if it’s just to me that you have feelings for.”

“Other than that one time with my friend Bradley, I’ve always been attracted to women. With Bradley it was a very strong friendship and there was a bond between us that I knew went beyond ordinary friendship. I had a large group of really good friends but, but Bradley and I had something different. He and I understood each other and we watched out for one another. Maybe we both misunderstood those feelings then. After all we were just sixteen and just beginning to learn what love was. When my dad went ballistic on me, it made me look at that kind of love as dirty and degrading. I never once experienced those kind of feelings again Marc until I met you. I felt an instant bond between us that superseded ordinary friendship. My God Marc, last night when we kissed I recognized that warmth that spread throughout my body because it happened with Bradley. Please, please don’t hate me for telling you this because I don’t think that I could take being marooned here for however long and have you look at or feel for me like my father did after he caught me.”

“Brandon, I could no more hate you then I could hate myself. I didn’t recognize that feeling because I have never had that happen before. Even when I fell in love with Mary, I knew that I loved her but there was always something lacking. I remember talking to my twin brother about it the night before I was to be married. He told me that I was making a mistake getting married because I was doubting myself and my love for Mary. He also asked me if I remembered back to when we were fifteen and he and I kissed. We were so afraid of looking like losers when we eventually got to kiss a girl that we practiced with each other for weeks until We began feeling something more for each other than brotherly love. It was that night that we stopped kissing because when we each began to let our hands roam downward, we knew it was wrong. But what I’m trying to say is, I had that same warm feeling then. He was trying to convince me that I was like him, gay. When he told me that, that made me want Mary all the more. You Brandon, you gave me that feeling again when we kissed.”

We just stood there looking beyond each other’s eyes, we were looking into each other’s soul. We both stepped forward at the same time and our mouths met in a kiss that went beyond experimenting, it went deeper. Our souls collided with such force, with such emotional magnitude that as our tongues danced together, so did our souls. It felt like we two became just us … one. Our bodies were pressed so tightly together that air could not find space between them. When we stepped back and looked down we were both hard.

“Andrew, I found them,” Josh called out bringing us back to reality. “Where have you … never mind I know what you guys were doing,” he says looking at our hard cocks.

“Come on Josh, give them their privacy,” Andrew says tugging on Josh’s arm.

“No, please join us because we all need to talk son,” Brandon says quietly.

“I’m sorry dad. I didn’t mean to interrupt you and Marc.”

“Actually son, all we were doing until you arrived was talking.”

“Riiiight dad, like talking gave you both those huge hard-ons.”

“Actually those happened after we stopped talking and we kissed,” I tell him.

“What your father and I would like to know is,” I look at Brandon and he gives me a nod. “How did you know that you were gay and not just attracted to Andrew?”

“I’ve always known that I was gay ever since I was a little kid around ten. I liked looking at naked men because their bodies excited me. Hell dad, you gave me my first jerking off mental picture.”

“What! How the fuck did I do that?”

“Cool your jets dad, it wasn’t anything that you did specifically to me. Do you remember that father and son camping trip that you took me on with my scout troop when I was fifteen?”

“Yeah, what about it?”

“I saw you jerking off in the shower stall,” Josh tells him.

“How could you Josh, I was alone in there.”

“Yeah you were but you never noticed that little hole in the panel where a faucet once was. I did and I was on the other side watching you through that hole. You were leaning back against the opposite wall with your eyes closed and stroking your cock. I stood there stroking my own cock to the same rhythm as you and when you came so did I.”

“Did you ever get a warmth or funny feeling running around inside you?” Brandon asks him.

“Not really, I just had that oh fuck I just shot my cum with my dad feeling. It was awesome but that was it. Why did you ask me that?”

“Well every time Marc and I kiss we get this warm feeling that seems to envelop our senses. We both have gotten hard whenever we kiss but we don’t get hard seeing you and Andrew naked. I don’t know about Marc but I have no wish to be intimate with Andrew.”

“I surely don’t want Josh or Andrew. So are we gay because we only get turned on by each other and no other guys?”

“I don know the answer to that question Marc. But how do you know that we don’t turn either of you on?” Josh asks with a smirk on his face. “Andy would you assist me in this experiment please? You make out with dad and I’ll do the same with Marc.”

“I can’t do that Josh, not with you standing right next to us.”

“Why dad, are you afraid that I would turn you on?” Brandon’s hand came up fast and swift. 

Had I not stepped between them Brandon would have struck Josh across his face. Instead his hand collided with mine and sent me stumbling backwards into Josh’s arms.

“I’m sorry Marc, that was not intended for you,” he says pulling me against him and kissing the spot that his hand had struck.

“No dad, you intended it for me,” he says grabbing Andrew by the hand and leaving. 

“I’m sorry Josh. You disrespected me with that remark,” he calls out to Josh but it falls on deaf ears.

Brandon and I reluctantly make our way back to the camp and find Josh sitting beside the fire. He had his knees drawn up and his arms wrapped around them. Brandon pauses when he sees him and I give him a gentle nudge. He hesitates a moment before going over and taking a seat beside Josh. Josh immediately moves to stand up but Brandon places his hand on Joshua’s leg, keeping him from standing.

“Please stay son and let me sincerely apologize for my behavior earlier. I was wrong, very wrong and I beg your forgiveness Josh.”

Josh looks at his father’s face and there’s tears running down Brandon’s cheeks.

“There’s nothing to be sorry for dad, I was wrong to say that to you. I’m sorry, forgive me,” both men come together crying and holding each other. 

“You know Marc, those two guys are two peas in a pod,” Andrew whispers.

“Exactly, but are we foolish enough to tell them that … I’m not.”

“Don’t look at me, I can be dumb at times but I’m not stupid.” We both laugh as we set our meager meal out on the small table salvaged from the plane.

That night we eat our meal of fish, fruit and veggies and it’s not a gourmet meal, but it fills us. We'd remake our huts and again it’s time for bed as the sun sinks below the horizon.

"Goodnight boys," Brandon says, happy again that he and Josh finally made up.

"Yeah goodnight dad and Marc.... have fun," Josh says as he and Andy walked away laughing.

"They think we're having sex, don't they?" I ask.

"Well after that display earlier today that they came upon, we did have a hard time convincing them otherwise."

We are quiet for quite some time and I’m beginning to think that Brandon has fallen asleep. I start some when I feel him snuggle up against me. His hand is on my chest and his finger is tracing tiny circles around my nipple. I want him but I need to know that he wants me too. 

"Ah... Brandon... we need to talk. What exactly are you seeing happening between us?”

“What do you see Marc?”

“Do you want the truth or not?”

“Of course I want the truth Marc. Why would you think otherwise?”

“Truthfully Brandon, because of your upbringing and how you let it shape you. Your upbringing has at times overridden your emotions and common sense.”

“How so?”

“Okay, I just asked you what you saw happening here between us and instead of giving me your answer, you deflected it back to me. I’m seeing two men that were complete strangers to each other less than a week ago move from strangers, to friends and now we’re becoming something more. We’re…”

“Lovers aren’t we Marc?”

“We are and that warmth … that rare thing that we can’t find the right words to describe is…” I wait for him to finish it.

“Love, I’m falling in love with you Marc. I’ll admit that I realized it awhile back but I was scared to death to admit it.”

“You could have admitted it to me Brandon.”

“I was afraid to admit it to myself Marc. It started out subtle. I found myself noticing little things about you that most people tend to miss. Like how you pinch your upper lip together when you’re concentrating on something or when you laugh how your eyes light up and sparkle. My favorite thing is when you’re kissing me, you wrap my hair around your finger before you close your hand. It’s like you’re creating an anchor for yourself to keep us from drifting apart.”

“You know for a straight guy that hates to admit that he just might have a gay alter-ego, you know how to make a man feel special.”

He takes my face into his hands and gazes into my eyes while his thumb softly caresses my cheek.

“I’ve never been a man that believed that love can happen instantly Marc, you know like at first sight. But I know that what I’m feeling for you is more then just friendship, so much more that it scared me at first. I’m falling in love with you Marc Bennett and even if it goes against everything that I’ve been taught about proper relationships, I really don’t give a fuck. I, we may be moving to fast with this … this sexual stage to our relationship, but I think it’s what we both want.”

“I agree that things have seemed to move along quickly. I’ll also agree that it’s something that I want with you. But what concerns me Brandon and I hope that it does you as well … what about after? What happens to you and me, the couple when we’re rescued? I’m not a user Brandon in any way, shape or form. When I commit, it’s a binding agreement for me.”

“Like you are with your marriage Marc?” Brandon’s words cut me directly to my heart and I quickly get up.

I didn’t stick around to give him a chance to further hurt or judge me. I was committed fully to my marriage and had been until the last few months. But our marriage was slowly dissolving because Mary wasn’t as committed to it as I was. 

I’m standing along the shore and gazing out at the moon’s reflection on the water. There’s a warm breeze coming off the water and it gives me a slight chill. How could I have expected Brandon to take our relationship seriously when he took me as a quitter. I jump when he places his hands around me from behind and presses his warmth against me. I almost sigh when he places a soft kiss to my neck.

“I was very wrong to judge you Marc when I really know nothing about what you and Mary are going through. I’m truly and sincerely sorry. I had no right to judge you, can you forgive me?”

I turn in his arms and push aside the hair from his face that the breeze had moved across his eyes.

“I forgive you Brandon and I think that we should take a step back. Maybe you and I are moving way to fast here and need to take a breather.”

“I see Marc, I make one mistake and now I’m not the man that you want. Maybe you’re right. We definitely need to take a break from this relationship and go back to being just acquaintances.”

“That’s not what I said Brandon, you know it as well as I do,” I needed space and a way to express my thoughts and feelings for him in a way that he’ll understand. 

I’m pinching my lip as I try to put my thoughts into words. “I’m falling apart here because I’m in love with you and you see me tossing aside my wife in favor for you. Well let me tell you something mister,” now my pent up anger and hurt is crashing down on me. “I’m not the one that bailed out of our marriage, Mary was. She’s been having an affair with her business partner, Clyde Malcom for the last three months, that I know of. I was even willing to forgive her and work with her to rebuild our relationship and marriage. This trip was supposed to be a renewal of sorts for us. But she gave me excuse after excuse as to why she couldn’t go. The bottom line is, she doesn’t want to rebuild us. Like I said Brandon, when I give I commit,” I tell him and walk away, further down the beach. 

“You really fucked up that relationship dad,” Josh says coming up beside me.

“I lost him son. I let my old ways judge him according to those ways and he had come up lacking.”

“That’s the trouble with your generation dad and I mean no disrespect. But you older guys have this need … no it’s a compulsion to overthink everything. Just listen to your heart and go with what it’s telling you. So dad, what is your heart telling you?”

“I’m fucked.”

“I said to listen to your heart dad, not your brain. Heaven knows that your brain has already fucked up things royally. So tell me, what is this telling you,” Josh says tapping my chest with his finger.

“It’s telling me that he’s the greatest love that I will ever have. That it doesn’t matter if we’re gay, straight or something in between. It’s also telling me that if I let Marc go, I’m letting my future happiness and love go along with him.”

“Now go tell him that just like you told me,” Josh tells me. “And dad, do try to keep your brain quiet, it’s your worst enemy sometimes.”

I turn around and Marc is standing there with tears in his eyes.

“Marc …”

“I heard everything sweetheart so can we please go to bed before you let your brain take over?” He says putting his finger on my lips.

“Actually, my brain was just about to suggest that,” I offer as he kisses me softly, but oh so desirably.

We snuggle into our spooning position and fall asleep.

I’m awaken the next morning with my hard cock pressing against Marc’s ass. My right leg is lying over his leg and my arm is tightly holding him to me.

“Good morning sweetheart,” I whisper against his neck..

He turns to face me and brushes my lips with his so softly that I swear that a whisper had touched them. He then storms my mouth like the man that he is, strong, determined and masculine, every inch pure male. He stands and draws me up with him into the hottest kiss yet. I’m devastated by his kiss and just when I think that he’s about to kiss me again, I lower him down to our mat.

“I want to make love to you Marc,” I tell him and his breath catches.

“I’m not sure what to do Brandon. I heard it said that it hurts horribly.”

“Do you trust me to treat you gently?”

“I never doubted you Brandon, I’m more worried about that,” he tells me and point to my hard cock.

No further words are spoken because none are needed. There is Marc,  there’s me and we’re taking that next step towards happiness together. I’m finally allowing myself to step free of the chains that have held my feelings, my sexuality and my emotions captive for years. 

“Your mouth is like liquid fire Brandon, you’re igniting a burning need for your touch everywhere it touches,” Marc says as I flick my tongue across his taut and tender nipple. 

When I bite down on it, Marc tosses his head back, closes his eyes and becomes lost in the ecstasy of the moment. I love the scent and taste of this man, my man and I move to his manhood and slowly pleasure it. As I suck him, my fingernails graze down the softness of Marc’s sides until they find the hardness of the round, hard globes of his ass. I run a finger slowly between the two hard globes and when I find the sweet pucker hidden between them, I slowly push my finger in.

“Oh!” Marc gasps against my lips.

I’m loving how Marc’s body is shaking and thrashing as I move my mouth faster up and down his cock. I’m giving him a second finger and it enters his inner sanctum causing him to push back against it. I fuck him deeply with my fingers and suck him faster … harder. 

“Brandon … need to come … NOW!” 

Marc’s climax is close, very close and I step up my sucking as a third finger enters him. 

“I’m coming Brandon … oh yeah that’s it … oh fuck,” he explodes violently in my mouth.  

I try to hold back a few more minutes, but his sucking abilities are too good. I can feel my seed rising, as if it’s coming from deep within me. I shoot several hard blasts into his accepting mouth, followed by several lesser blasts, until my seed has been drained. This is his first time being pleasured by a man and it’s his first time tasting a man’s seed. 

“It’s hot, salty and has a bittersweet taste,” he tells me. “Strangely though, I’m enjoying the experience and the taste.”

He remembered not to swallow my seed as his son told him because he’ll use it for lube after. He spits my seed into his hand and rubs it into my opening before rubbing the rest on the head of his cock. He places his cock to my opening.

“I love you Marc,” he whispers against my lips and as our mouths join in a kiss, he eases his cock into my ass. 

“Oh fuck stop … you’re to big,” I scream as his sperm slick cock fully enters me. “I can’t … it’s to painful,” I’m begging him.

He remains absolutely still inside of me and kisses me as if our existence as a couple depends on it. Time seems to move at a snail’s pace with the pain lessoning with each beat of my heart. My fingers finally relax their digging hold on his shoulders as our kiss deepens. He moves just a bit and hits that special place inside me. My eyes fly open and I’m suddenly thrashing beneath him.

“Fuck me … yeah that’s what I need,” I’m a different man now, I’m pushing against his cock and pulling his ass closer to me. “Fuck me Brandon, show me the man that you are,” I’m telling him and he’s not disappointing me because he’s pounding me like a jackhammer.

I’ve never had a problem with holding back my climax. This man, Brandon is my undoing and my second climax explodes with a heart stopping explosion. Over and over my cock continues to shoot what feels like gallons of sperm.

"Don't stop Brandon, I've got so much to give you," I howl as I shoot more cum.

He’s riding me hard, fast and with a furiousness that keeps me thrusting upward to meet his thrusts.

“I’m coming my handsome man,” he shouts and slams his cock deep into me and holds, shooting fiery blasts of semen into my ravaged ass. 

“Ride your man Brandon , breed him with your seed,” I slap his ass several times and he’s howling like an animal rutting his mate.

My heart is pounding as fast as he’s fucking me and I’m breathless from our love making. His body shakes a couple of times before he falls unto me and captures my mouth in a sensual, rapturous kiss.

“That … was … the … best … sex ever,” he gasps out as we try to regain our normal breathing.

“I’m totally sated and beyond words to describe what I’m feeling right now,”

“I’m so in agreement because I’ve never experienced this … this euphoria after coming.” Brandon confesses.

“It’s called your sexual afterglow guys,” Josh says from somewhere outside.

“Did we wake you Josh?” Brandon asks smirking.

“I think that you both woke up Miami with your noise,” he says laughing.

“Then they will know where to find us,” I add before giving Brandon one last kiss. “I don’t know about you sweetie, but this guy needs a swim,” I tell him and give his ass another hard slap before dashing off for the water.

“You’re going to pay for that mister,” he yells out and runs after me.

He catches me just before I’m about to dive into the water. We go crashing headlong into a wave and come up kissing. The only problem is that when he took me into the water, he also took Josh and Andrew with us. When we came up kissing in a tight embrace, I was kissing Josh and Brandon was kissing Andrew.

“I … I’m so sorry Josh,” I stammer as I look at a very happy Josh.

“Don’t be ’cause I’m not,” he says kissing me again.

I’m holding onto him and I notice that we’re both hard, throbbing hard. I hurry to push away from him but his hold is like a vice grip.

“You and dad are like two blind men groping in the darkness, trying to find out how to make love with each other. Andy and I talked about it and if you both are willing, we’d like to teach you how to make love, the gay man’s way.”

I look at Brandon who’s still holding Andrew and he simply shrugs his shoulders, deferring to me to make the decision.

“I’m good with how you and I make love Brandon. If you’re not content with me and rather have your son show me a better way …” I toss the ball right back to him.

“I’m very happy with you Marc, in fact half the fun is learning as we go.” We all leave the water and pause on the beach as Brandon moves quickly to me and gives me a scorching hot kiss. Then the kiss leads to another love making session.

To be continued...