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Simon
by John - bokjay123@hotmail.com

Chapter 11

Tu was still asleep on getting back to the hut. Gently Simon massaged the 
nape of his neck to bring him around. Once awake he playfully tried to pull 
him down indicating his morning hardon, but Simon said they needed to make a 
move as it was already well into the morning. He felt more than a little 
guilty at not having sex with him. He would have loved to, but his balls 
were aching after so much activity and he wondered if he would do some 
damage if he forced himself to have more.

They shared food with Tep and made ready to go. Their new friend looked 
downcast as they gathered the few things together and said goodbye. He told 
them he would dig a few more roots and make his way back down the mountain 
later.

The morning was clear but underfoot was still wet from the heavy rain. 
Although the walk of yesterday had been tiring, the hut was built on the 
last piece of ground that was anything like level. After leaving the terrain 
began to climb steeply making it quite hard going. Up ahead loomed the rocky 
peak while to look back was like peering through the window of an airliner. 
Simon reckoned they must be around three thousand feet high now with still 
quite a bit to go.

A stop for food made Simon realise his thighs and calves were aching badly. 
He thought himself fit but he had not done some much walking since he was a 
teenager at school and he "walked the peaks" in the Yorkshire Dales.

On again and at times he was almost on all fours as they scrambled upwards. 
They reached a point where any sign of grass had vanished and to go further 
was all over rock. It was not so easy on bare feet and doubts crept into 
Simons mind about whether this was such a good idea or not.  Further up 
still and Simon knew he was where few people had ever been since the world 
began. It was also becoming treacherous as there was many scree slopes 
between larger rocks. Thoughts of his and Tu's safety came to mind, if 
either were to fall and break a leg or even sprain an ankle, they would be 
in real trouble. He called a halt and showed Tu what he was afraid of. Tu 
didn't seem to mind one way or another, he would go on if Simon wanted but 
he also agreed that it would be easy to fall. They were about four of five 
hundred feet from the summit but to get there really needed proper boots if 
nothing else.

Simon walked to a big boulder and sat down. Although they had not managed 
the peak, nevertheless the view was magnificent. It was still worth coming 
up here and he was visibly happy at getting so far. For quite some time they 
were both content to just gaze around and take in the endless vista.

While lost in thought, he jumped when Tu gently rubbed his shoulder.

"Here, we fuck and after we go down again" he said smiling.

Such base words so bluntly spoken, but the look on Tu's face and the tone of 
his voice made them anything but. Simon imagined they had wires between 
their hearts, for when he looked at Tu he felt his jump. It would be 
something really special to have each other way up here on top of the world.

Immediately Simon leant across and put his face into his lap. He sucked on 
him till Tu had to use some force to lift him off. They laughed about that. 
Simon could not easily leave him alone. Tu would have cum had he carried on 
and while that would have felt so good in his mouth, they both wanted to go 
the whole hog.

Simon moved and leant over a boulder, Tu stepping behind and sliding home. 
Once he was in and began moving to and fro, Simon opened his eyes and looked 
down across the island and to the horizon. He would remember this till the 
day he died.

Tu took his time, enjoying the setting as much as the act. They changed 
positions many times till they could extend it no longer. More than any 
previous occasion, when he came he took on a physical power you could not 
imagine in such a slender body, holding Simon firmly while he gave his last 
few thrusts. Simon fancied that he gushed more like a geyser, his guts felt 
like they would burst with so much juice forced in them. Imagination needed 
nothing more and he came moments later. As he came down from his high, his 
mind began to speculate and he wondered how long his mark would stay on the 
rock, his one personal way of saying to the world, Simon was here.

They stood and hugged tightly. When they broke and turned towards the sea 
they gazed out for a while each to his thoughts. Satisfied, they picked up 
the bags and started the long walk down.

The hut was empty when they arrived, Tep having put his roots into baskets 
and left. They rested a while and ate something although the small stock of 
food they had brought was now almost finished. As they continued down the 
mountain, Tu picked bananas and Star fruit for them to keep hunger at bay.

By late afternoon they arrived at another of the forager's huts at the edge 
of the heavily wooded lower slopes. Simon was surprised to see at least half 
a dozen young men outside sorting through produce they had collected. A 
second surprise was to see Tep there too. They were all crouched around what 
they had gathered that day, swapping so many star fruit for so many bananas 
or any of half a dozen different fruits and berries. Whatever the root that 
Tep had been up the mountain for, commanded a high price. For one root he 
got a whole bunch of bananas and many jackfruit.

"What is this root, do you eat it?" he asked Tu.

He laughed, "No, no, you eat very bad." He mimicked spitting it out in 
disgust.

"Then what is it for if you don't eat the thing?"

He mimed slicing the root, the grinding it to a paste. Then you mixed with 
water and drank it.

He tapped his head and screwed up his face in pain. Then he drank an 
imaginary draft containing the paste and bingo, pain gone. Simon was 
impressed; it was a kind of primitive aspirin or paracetamol.

"Only find high up mountain" explained Tu. "Tep know many place where to 
find, but others don't know."

Simon had often wondered where the young men went in the mornings. He knew 
they gathered food, but now he knew they came up here. Each one concentrated 
on particular a foray, and then before going down did an exchange so that 
each took back a variety to their families. Simon had presumed they would 
continue down, but Tu said they would stay there the night and get home the 
next morning. He looked like he was going to enjoy the evening and Simon 
wondered why.

It took some hours for each of the young men to finish sharing the produce, 
and by then it was eating time. Each must have brought food with them, so 
with everyone throwing in what they had and a little of what had been 
gathered, they brought forth a feast. Simon wondered how they had conjured 
up a fire, for there were no matches or lighters here. But out of the blue 
there was a fire going and pots boiling and chicken grilling.

The dinner did take a long time to prepare so that the sun was setting 
before they actually got to eating. But the wait was well worth it, for 
Simon thought it a banquet after the small rations they had been on since 
the trek started.

The food alone was certainly worth staying for, but more was to come.

After dinner they all sat around the fire. Low and behold one youth began 
tapping out a rhythm on a small drum, another two had bamboo flutes. In the 
best camp fire traditions they were singing songs and having a good time. 
Simon thought it fantastic. They were all so friendly, most he had seen on 
the beach in the afternoons, so by face they were not strangers. Many had 
something to say and include him in the laughter and for the rest Tu 
explained the best he could. No wonder Tu had wanted to stay, he wouldn't 
have wanted to miss this for the world.

Late on and Simon found himself yawning together with some of the others. Tu 
noticed and said they would sleep. Inside the hut was a single small oil 
lamp. An instant meeting was unanimous that Simon and Tu should have the 
pallet in the corner. Actually there was already someone sleeping there but 
there was enough room. One by one they all came inside and lay down on the 
floor. The last was Tep, who decided that he should also be on the pallet 
with them, so he squeezed in beside Simon and the already sleeping youth.

When all were in, someone doused the lamp and in low voices a round of 
conversation lingered. Occasionally Tu or Tep would say something but 
gradually it grew less and less as they began dropping off to sleep.

Simon felt very tired, at least his body did, but his mind was racing. 
Snapshots of what he had seen up the mountain flicked through his mind, 
questions about how they organised food gathering formed in his brain, it 
went on and on.

Someone gave a low snigger from one side of the hut, and then someone else 
followed at the other. Simon cleared his mind and began to listen.

When his senses became accustomed he could hear the panting of breath and 
the soft crash of flesh.

He listened for a while before someone cracked a comment and far from 
sleeping, he heard many of them laughing quietly. Then an obviously out of 
breath voice said something and the laugher grew, including Tu and Tep.

"What did he say?" Simon wanted to know.

"Tu bent close, "He says his cock is like a shark tonight and it has to kill 
something"

"He's fucking someone?"

"No, I don't think so, just a bum wank"

Simon strained his ears listening to the feint sounds of the youth getting 
it out of his system, wondering who it was that was hunting and who was the 
prey.

Just one quiet gasp and the hut felt silent save for the sound of those 
deeply sleeping.

Tu rolled against him, pushing him onto his side. Straight away he could 
feel a hard cock pushing between his arse cheeks. Automatically he pushed 
back and Tu lifted his upper leg. Then on second thoughts, he wondered about 
the others in the hut. Tu couldn't possibly want to fuck him in such a 
public place. But his cock eased itself inside and Simon found himself 
strangely excited to think of doing this with others so close at hand.

For a single moment he thought of stopping Tu, but he could sense that he 
would not be stopped. But then he realised this was different. Tu was so in 
charge once he started, so positive with his movements, which was his magic 
for Simon. Usually he was so vigorous and his whole body joined in so that 
sensations came flowing from all parts of his body. Somewhere Simon had 
presumed he was always like this, but now he was to show a new side.

He was not going to embarrass Simon in some show of public fucking at all. 
Once he was fully inside, he flexed his leg and groin muscles, which made 
his cock move just enough without the crashing of flesh that one would 
normally associate.

In this way there was no loud panting of breath, just the constant tickle of 
movement inside him. For his own part he squeezed as could, conscious to 
keep his own breath even and not let anyone know what they were doing.

It was incredibly difficult, the first thing Simon really wanted was to moan 
in ecstasy, slam back into Tu and shout a few obscenities. But this silent 
fucking was pure torture. He imagined being trussed up in some S&M movie, 
having sex without being able to physically respond. This was something very 
similar. Tu's cock gently and ever so slowly edged too and fro on his magic 
button, making him want to scream, but knowing he could not. The thought 
that instead of the public bum wank they all heard earlier, they were 
actually fucking in silence unknown to the rest, the idea was enough to make 
him cum.

Unknown to the rest, except to Tep, who being in such close proximity soon 
realised they were up to something. A minute or two into their joining, he 
turned on his side to face Simon, pushing his hand between his legs to 
confirm the cock sliding in and out. Then he grabbed Simons cock and began 
to play. That would have brought Simon off far too quickly, he liked to cum 
only after he felt Tu cum inside him. He brushed off his hand to stave off a 
premature finish.

Tep took the refusal of help and did nothing for a few minutes. The he took 
Simons hand and put it to his cock. Simon tried to play with him, but he 
could not concentrate as his mind was full of Tu. He found himself stopping 
so that Tep kept putting his hand over his and urging him to continue. But 
it was no good, he was almost out of it with the sensations brought on by Tu 
and this amazing silent fuck.

Plainly exasperated at being left out of the action, Tep quietly edging his 
way up the pallet. Simon didn't hear a thing till he felt a hand behind his 
head pulling him forward till his face brushed up against a hard cock. Tep 
quickly manoeuvred himself slightly and pushed his dick into Simon's mouth.

Things were not going to be spoilt by Tep, who obviously mindful at the 
quietness of the situation, didn't fuck his face, but left it to Simon to 
play with him using his tongue.

It was hard not to make any slurping noises that would let anyone still 
awake know something was happening. He settled to letting his tongue rub 
around the head of his dick, which he soon found brought a throb from every 
stab to the underside.

Yet again, he was taken to new heights, two of them using him and receiving 
such a buzz back in return. He wondered in fact if even Tu knew he had a 
cock in his mouth.

The strain of keeping silent was totally exhausting so that when Tep filled 
his mouth just one low moan escaped. He bit his lip when Tu exploded into 
his rear. Quickly he let go of Tep's balls that he had been fondling and 
grabbed his own dick, which after just a couple of strokes blew a great wad 
of his cum across the pallet and Tep's legs. Not for the first time since he 
came to this island, all he could see was stars.

In the morning there were no embarrassing stares or comments so he presumed 
their devastating sex went unheard by the rest.

As they collected their things to continue the walk down, now they were 
accompanied by four of their new acquaintances.



Part 12 soon

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