Chapter 16 | Wade
As the days passed after Wade initiated the intimate contact, the relationship between them grew stronger. Having broken down that final barrier, Wade could barely keep his hands and eyes off Adam. Or his mouth, for that matter. He loved kissing Adam. And licking him. And sucking… And he could think of no reason why he shouldn't.
They were alone and enjoying each other's company and each other's bodies.
Why not?
It was sobering to think that if he'd never been marooned in this way, Wade might never have discovered sex could be like this. He might never have met Adam. They came from the same small town, but even if they had met, Wade would never have spent any time with a man like Adam.
And nothing in Wade's life would ever have allowed him the opportunity to uncover this aspect of his sexuality. If he hadn't been stranded on this island, he may have never discovered his own attraction for men and never known how amazing sex could feel with the right person.
Strange as it might seem, his “real” life back in North Carolina had been miserable, while being stranded on a deserted island in the Caribbean represented a paradise where Wade experienced freedom from his shackles, and discovered himself.
It was a sobering and sad thought.
Without the plane crash, Wade would’ve missed out on so much physical and emotional pleasure that other people took for granted; that heterosexual people found without seeming to try.
Whether he could’ve such an experience with another man was completely irrelevant. Wade had fallen head over heels in love with his island mate before he ever acted on the overwhelming physical urge to connect with Adam.
Knowing that Adam felt the same way boosted Wade's confidence to become more adventurous, allowing him to use his imagination and innovation.
He freely admired the man's beautiful body whenever he wanted to, a freeing experience for him. Adam willingly took his clothes off whenever Wade asked him to, and often when Wade hadn't asked at all.
It turned out that Adam could be an incredibly flirty tease, and fun to boot.
It opened up a whole new way of spending their hours of endless recreation time on the island; kissing, touching, and exploring each other's bodies.
Adam tasted so good all over.
One afternoon, Adam returned from foraging with an overloaded basket in his arms filled with a mountain of colorful fruit inside.
“When I checked on these a few days ago, they were far from ready. I didn't expect them to ripen so quickly, but now they're really juicy.” Adam placed the basket down just inside their cave in the shade.
Wade went over and picked the top one off the pile.
“I suppose we'll have to gorge on them,” Adam said, shrugging, “because I don't know how long they'll keep.”
Wade squeezed one in his hand gently and felt it's flesh give beneath his fingers. “It’s a shame we can't make a pie or two and put one in the freezer.”
Adam playfully slapped him on the arm. “Don't.”
“Be lovely with a bit of ice cream.”
“Do you know how quickly I could be so over you?”
“Do you think you can replace me?” Wade cocked his head to one side, daring Adam to go on.
Puppy-dog eyes looked back at Wade.
“So delicious,” Wade decided to clarify. He put a hand on Adam's waist. “I mean you, and not the fruit.”
Adam leaned forward for a quick kiss on the lips. “You’re so sweet. I have no idea what this fruit is called, but it’s delicious. Want to eat it now?”
"I'm kidding. You’re the only delicious thing I need in my life." Wade held Adam tight so he couldn't pull away.
Blushing, Adam smiled.
Wade loved seeing the effect his words could have on the man. He loved making Adam feel special and happy. “Juicy fruit and a delicious man, what a combination.”
Adam's eyebrows raised. "I recognize that expression. Whatever it is you're thinking, Wade, I like it, and I'm game if you are."
“Well, there is not much on TV tonight, and I’m not in the mood for a night out on the town, so we could just play with what we've got."
Glancing at the basket of fruit in the cave, Adam's face was a picture of confusion. He had no idea.
“Let's go for a picnic by the water.” It sounded romantic, and Wade felt romantic. Romantic and horny. In love and in lust. He grabbed the basket of fruit and then picked up the knife, tucking it inside.
Adam shrugged and stepped up beside Wade for the short walk to the pool, which was practically in their backyard.
The pool and waterfall had transformed from a place where Adam went on his own to a place where he spent time with Wade. They didn't always make love there, although they pretty much always kissed and touched and washed and swam and talked. It was their playground. A place for relaxing together, away from the chores of daily living.
Wade led them to a soft bank at the water's edge, a place where they'd made love a few times. They sat.
Wade pulled out the knife and picked up one of the juicy globes. “I’ve seen that in some parts of the world, they cover people's bodies with food. It's a delicacy.”
“I've read about that, too. It takes ages to prepare. Hours, I think. Oh, you aren't thinking…”
Wade chuckled.“I wouldn't want to eat the food if you were the platter. I'd just want to get on to licking the plate clean.” He’d sliced the fruit in half when he realized it was going to make a mess. He placed the dribbling slices to one side on a rock and stood up. “I think eating naked isn't a bad idea, though. Otherwise, this juice is going to drip all over my clothes.”
Happily for Wade, Adam decided to follow suit. “Good idea. My wardrobe is rather limited.”
Wade was already stripped and back on the ground in time to watch Adam pull his shorts down; a perfect viewing position. And the sight of his bare-ass naked lover distracted Wade from whatever it was he had previously intended to do, as it always did.
“Lie down please, Adam.”
Adam smirked. “Why?”
“Because I asked you to. And I said please.” And I hope you'll like this.
Adam must've suspected he'd like it because he immediately complied, lying back with his rolled-up shorts for a pillow.
Tempted to kiss, Wade resisted. Instead, he lay a chopped slice over each nipple. And with absolutely no subtlety whatsoever, he arranged the remains on top of Adam's currently flaccid penis, smiling to himself.
Given that he intended to start on the pieces positioned on Adam's chest, Wade was pretty sure movement in that area would cast those pieces of fruit aside before he managed to eat them.
Which was rather the point.
Wasting no time, Wade sucked the first slither of fruit from Adam's chest to the sound of Adam's giggles. Wade spotted a trickle of juice trailing slowly down towards Adam’s armpit and began chasing the sweet liquid. Adam remained perfectly still, except for his chest and stomach that rippled with giggles.
It turned out, it was no lie when Wade said he'd rather lick the plate if it was Adam. Nearing Adam's armpit, Wade nuzzled his nose against it and lapped with his tongue.
“Stop!” Adam called out. “It tickles.” Impressively, he managed to remain still through it all, and the remaining pieces of fruit didn’t budge.
Leaning across his lover, Wade picked up the next piece of fruit with his teeth and sucked it into his mouth, exposing Adam’s pink, hard, irresistible nipple. Wade covered it with his mouth, biting down gently into the flesh with his teeth, and flicked against the pert bobble with his tongue.
Adam let out a strangled, “Ohhhh…” but remained still.
Eager to get the hors d'oeuvre out of the way and on to the main course, Wade moved his attention to Adam's crotch.
Sure enough, as predicted, Adam's cock was half hard, and the fruity pieces were scattered across the tops of his thighs. Wade sucked each one from the surface of Adam's skin.
Close to his sensitive erogenous areas, judging by Adam's breathing and the swelling of his cock, what Wade was doing felt good. He loved seeing Adam's reactions.
No sticky, sweet fruit could improve on Adam's natural flavor, but the fruity residue had gotten everywhere.
“Sorry about this, Adam, but I'm going to have to lick you clean. The fruit juice is all over your cock and balls. This is just a little cleanup service that I like to provide.”
“If you think it's the only way I'll ever get clean again, then I'll stay here and let you take care of the problem.”
“I'll do my best, or you really might get ants in your pants. Hmmmm…” he said, stroking his chin thoughtfully as he studied Adam’s magnificent cock, “you might want to spread your legs.”
With the conversation and the teasing and the anticipation, Adam was already fully hard when Wade began to lick up and down his length on every side. Letting Adam slip into the pool would've been easier and cleaner, but not nearly as much fun. Wade expected they'd both take a dip in the pool later to really clean off.
As he licked around the tops of Adam's thighs, Wade slipped his hands underneath to roll Adam slightly, raising him up so that his ball, taint and ass were all exposed. Tangy red juice glistened everywhere.
Wade licked his lips before diving in. Every bit of Adam’s flesh tasted too good.
Adam breathed heavily, and his cock bobbed wildly as Wade licked and sucked his balls. Things calmed down when Wade planted gentle licks and kisses across Adam's ass cheeks. Wade was so close to something he'd never done before, but without thinking about it, things progressed naturally. His tongue ran along the crack, and the moan that he heard when his tongue ran close to the hole made him want to do it again.
Wade ran a finger along the crack and watched Adam's reaction. If it felt that good, no wonder Adam had wanted to do it to him. Wade had always stopped him. Ass play seemed too gay. Too wrong.
Until now.
Ever fascinated and aroused by Adam’s reactions, now his ass seemed incredibly appealing.
Wade licked his lips, pulled Adam’s cheeks apart, and twirled his tongue around that tiny hole. Adam reacted as if he'd found a button for a new setting of erotic.
“Oh, my God. Wade. Yes.” Adam's hand grasped at his cock and his entire body tensed.
“You like that?” Wade felt his own cock stiffen and throb, leaking precum onto his thigh.
“Yes. I love that. I love it. I'd love for you to fuck me.”
Wade's heart pounded hard in his chest. He continued with his tongue so that he wouldn't have to answer, his emotions in turmoil.
Somehow, he'd just crossed a line that he wasn't sure he was comfortable crossing. He just couldn't. And yet he wasn't repulsed by the suggestion. On the contrary, it greatly appealed.
Adam continued to moan his pleasure.
So erotic.
A sound that turned Wade on so much, along with the taste, smell, and look of the man.
Wade sat up to see Adam's face. His eyes were tightly shut. He glowed with a sheen of sweat, and his cock stood rock hard between them.
“I want to. Really, I do. I want to make love to you in every way.” Wade wanted to make this feel so good that Adam wouldn’t be disappointed in him. But, they had the rest of their lives, right?
Without thinking about it, Wade had his hands and mouth on Adam's cock. It drew him toward it so easily.
“Make me come. Like this. Please,” Adam begged. The man always knew the right thing to say. And this, Wade could do.
Wade sucked and licked and used his hands to wreak havoc on his lover.
“Please, don't stop,” Adam whimpered.
When did he ever? Wade couldn't if he wanted to. He had to please Adam. Had to give him pleasure and make him come.
Had to taste him.
The reward came soon, too soon. Wade loved sucking Adam, loved seeing him on the edge of orgasm and keeping him there.
Wade loved tasting Adam, his cum in his mouth.
He loved Adam.