Tomboy Island

Alex periodically checked over his shoulder. He did this even under normal circumstances. The fact that his cum was dripping between Yahui’s gorgeous thighs was, however, an added bonus.

“The air is getting damp,” Blair noted.

Now that she mentioned it, Alex noticed it too. It was a far shot from the jungle outside. Still, given how dry the air had been so far, that changing meant that there must have been some source of water nearby.

Interested, Alex chose to use the moisture in the air to navigate the tunnels. They had been wandering the cave semi-randomly up until that point, moving slow enough that he retained the map in his head. Here and there, he had also used his sword to carve arrows into the rock, pointing in the direction they had come from.

The cave system itself was, essentially, empty. He noted signs of combat here and there. Claw marks on the walls and splinters of that rock-stone fusion. Nothing valuable had been left behind from those days. That was Alex’s impression until they found the source of the water.

It was a vast pool, easily twenty of the man’s paces across. Despite having been unmoving for a long time, the liquid within was still clear. Carefully, he put his hand in it and found it to be as pleasantly lukewarm as the air was.

While the presence of the man made pool itself was interesting, the tall totem in its middle was even more so. Like the architecture, it was between ancient Greek and Mesoamerican in design. In that it was also consistent with the other totem he had found by that house ruin the day before. This one was larger in every dimension and fused with the ceiling, technically making it more of a pillar than a totem.

Alex stepped into the pool. Its depth was consistent, going up to his thighs. Walking through such serene water felt a bit wrong, but he had something to verify. Carefully, he reached out to the totem.

It was of the same temperature as the surroundings.

‘Weird,’ he thought, inspecting his clean hand. The totem he had come across had been hot to the touch and before that they had found that ice cave with the sticks, one of which had been burned and one of which had been frozen. Was this part of that whole network, or was this entirely unrelated.

Hot lips around his cock did not interrupt his pondering. ‘I love these horny tomboys,’ he thought and met Blair’s green eyes.

The redhead had evidently assumed that he required service and that it was her turn to provide it. She was right on both accounts. This was not a mystery that Alex would walk away from immediately and they had completed the first cycle of who drained his balls. It was only logical that Blair got to enjoy herself again, while Yahui and Evelyn kept watch over the several cave arms that connected to this large, underground chamber.

That he put a hand on her head was a gesture of control, nothing more. Unlike Evelyn, who loved getting guided, Blair visibly enjoyed sucking him off on her own terms. He did not fault her for that whatsoever either.

Blair was quickly cementing herself as the greatest comfort hole in the harem. The cumslut was a truly experienced cocksucker and now that she was his private slut, she was honing in on making the motions of her tongue perfect for him and him alone. The pure focus and dedication on her red-tinged face was all in service of the blowjob. Red lips glided over his shaft, a ring that was tighter where he was most sensitive and left looser when she was moving there.

The messy-haired woman knew exactly when to keep a pace and when to break it. For one stretch, she was rapidly bobbing up and down, demonstrating her total lack of gag reflex, the next moment she was whirling the tongue around the tip of his cock, moaning as she tasted his precum. Her hands were crossed behind her back, a clear pride taken in just how loud she could make him groan with just her hot mouth and tight throat.

Skill alone would have been delightful but what made Blair even more of an astounding cocksucker was her own enjoyment in the act. She had a sensitive throat even before his cum had taken on its new properties and now Alex was convinced getting her throat stuffed put her on a hair trigger.

Nose pressed against his skin, the redhead moved her neck in little circles. Shaft and head rubbed against the walls of her throat. They vibrated with her orgasmic scream, clenched with her spasms. She was even hotter with her eyelids fluttering.

“Fuck, you’re treating your Master right,” Alex groaned. “Get your treat, comfort hole.”

Blair moaned appreciatively. She glided up, making it to the tip just before he could no longer hold on. Seed pumped into her mouth in heavy spurts. A cumslut through and through, her already unfocused eyes rolled up. Tasting him was everything she wanted. The water around her moved in sudden waves from the intensity of her euphoric shivers.

“My turn next?” Evelyn asked.

“No… I think she has earned herself two loads,” Alex remarked. With his balls and thoughts lighter, he left Blair to her continued service and actually attempted to work this out.

A quick look over the totem pole revealed only that it was complicated - very complicated. Alex scanned the rest of the room for something else that might be of use. His eyes wandered to the ceiling and numerous side caves were up there.

They were too uniform in the size of the openings to be natural. The stone around them was entirely smooth. Without a ladder, most people couldn’t have gotten up there. ‘Can’t hurt to check it out,’ he thought.

His cock glided out of Blair’s throat with all the wet noises and wanton moans of a comfort hole that was not done sucking. “You said two loads,” she complained when he was out of her.

“I’ll be back in a moment,” he promised and walked out of the pool.

Even as enormous of a man he was, Alex could not reach the caves standing. Crouching, then leaping upwards, he just barely managed to catch the edge with one hand. The second joined before his own weight could pull him back down. His back and arm muscles tensed to move the entirety of him upwards. He groaned when he pulled his head over the edge to find a practically smooth tunnel. There was nothing to grab to pull himself in deeper, so had to hoist himself all the way with pure strength.

Not as difficult as it once had been. While his weight had increased immensely, his brawn had grown more. After a bit of struggling, he rolled into the tunnel. He caught his breath for a moment, then had a looked around.

Nothing, the alcove was entirely empty.

Alex jumped back down, then repeated the game with the next tunnel. Doing that one time had been slightly taxing. Doing it three times was exhausting. By the fifth time, he was actually breathing heavily. He was ready to call it a loss by the seventh, but there was only one cave left, so he decided to check it out.

It was the correct decision.

While the cave was empty, there was a map etched into the back wall. Not a map of the archipelago as a whole, convenient as that would have been, but of an assortment of totems. A glowing crystal embedded in the wall marked their current location. East of it were two, then a vast gap, then another chain of five. Southwest of it was another one. It was almost the exact same pattern as he had seen in that ice cave. Similarities were mounting.

Alex jumped back down. His ankles and the aches of combat complained about the impact. ‘Glad that was the last one,’ he thought. “Alright, there was a clue up there. I am definitely sure now that this is related to that ice cave.”

While he talked, Blair moved over. With wonderful naturalness, she resumed sucking his dick. She had to do a bit of coaxing first to convince his body he did not need the blood flow for climbing any more. After that, it was all cock worship and throat-induced orgasms.

The fiery redhead kept his second head busy while his first one considered his next move.

Glack. Glack. Glack.

To the rhythm of Blair methodically stuffing her throat with his cock, Alex turned to Yahui. “You were the one that discovered that ice cave, do you have any intuition on this?” A glance downwards extended the question to Blair. As the fiery opposite to Yahui’s coldness, she may have had her own comments to add.

His cock popped out of her red lips for a moment. Sucking in the gooey strands of precum and drool, Blair shook her head. “No idea.” Two words, then she grabbed the lower half of his cock and wrapped her lips around the engorged head again. Shallow bobs repeatedly glided the tight ring of her red mouth repeatedly over the sensitive stretch between glans and shaft.

“If you are asking about pure intuition… I believe this is some kind of conduit.”

“A conduit you say?” Alex asked, encouraging her to keep going with a gesture.

“The ice cave was unnaturally hot and you said you found another that was unnaturally hot. What I can sense here is that… there is some shift of temperature in the room. It is too minor to mean anything, but that is what I sense. I cannot measure it and I don’t think you can feel it, but I believe it is there.”

“Good enough for me,” Alex assured her.

“A conduit for heat, then?” Evelyn asked. “A magical system to make a place hot or cold?”

“Something like that, is what I feel,” Yahui confirmed.

“Difficult to confirm, but it does sound likely enough.” Alex inspected the totem pole at the centre. “You say you do feel temperature changes from that?”

“Slight ones.”

“However slight does not matter, it means that this is theoretically capable of working… so if we can make it work to a degree that is actually visible, we could validate the theory.”

Yahui hummed. “Is it wise to mess with things we barely understand, Alex?”

Laughing, Evelyn gave her fellow haremette a playful slap on the back. “We got this far by messing with what we do not understand. What Master wants, Master should chase.”

“My thought process is not that expansive.” As Alex spoke, Blair changed her approach up a bit. While stroking his full length in a firm grip, her expert tongue and hot mouth gave attention to his balls. Getting their weight tested by the cumslut sent little shivers up his spine. “I am just thinking that this is the third time we have encountered these kinds of totems in some variety. The sooner we figure them out, the better.”

“I can agree with that,” Yahui said. “Or, to mimic Evelyn: ‘Oh, your wisdom endlessly inspires me Master, please breed me!’”

Alex and the mocked Olympian both snorted at the overplayed mockery.

“Alright, I know you are doing something you prefer.” Alex addressed his current cocksleeve. “But, I would appreciate it if you could take an actual look at it.”

“...How close are you?” Blair wanted to know.

“Not that close.”

The redhead let out a short grunt and backed away. “Evelyn, can you keep him hard?”

“Oh no, I would hate to stroke Master’s cock.” The tall woman stepped behind Alex. Firm, soft breasts pressed against his back, the hard nipples pleasantly poking his skin. Slender fingers reached around, grasping his cock, and giving it gentle strokes. Precum soon covered her palm, allowing her greater speed. She stopped short of a pace that would have done more than keep him where he was.

Blair stepped back into the water, to give the pole her own analysis. She placed a hand on it. Alex stared at her ass. A curvy rear, shaped, like her thighs, by athletic achievements and the difficulties of riding horses. In thought, she shifted her hips left to right. They were not extraordinarily wide, but they did not need to be. As a fit female in her nubile years, she did not need anything else to catch and keep Alex’s attention. The pronounced redness of her skin only added an exotic layer to it all.

After a full minute had passed, Blair finally reported: “I got nothing new. I can sense what Yahui is talking about.” She turned around, her eyebrows knitted. “Feels like a fireplace that’s only got some twigs in it.”

“Mhm…” Alex scratched the back of his head. He had hoped for a little more to go off of. ‘Doesn’t really get me any further in understanding this…’

Blair came back over. Evelyn backed away as soon as the cumslut was back at work to get her treat. The little distraction had evidently made her extra hungry.

In one motion, she sheathed the entirety of his manhood. Hot and tight, her mouth and throat massaged him. She lingered for a moment, giving him a confident stare. He could not help but let out a loud groan when she glided back up. Her tongue pressed against his underside, pressuring every sensitive spot she could reach on her way up.

Then she was back down again. Her cheeks were caved in. ‘God damn, this woman could drink peanut butter with a straw.’ Alex would have laughed at his own impulsive thought, had it not been overwhelmed by the kind of bliss he experienced because of that suction.

Lewd did not begin to describe the kind of noises her mouth made while she rapidly and smoothly moved her head back and forth. Every break in her rhythm was just perfect, stimulating new nerves when repetition just began to set in.

“Oh fuck…,” Alex muttered.

“Oh damn…,” Evelyn muttered.

“Oh my…,” Yahui muttered.

The two other haremettes had squatted down next to them. They did not touch themselves, too absorbed in watching Blair prove her oral expertise. The redhead did not acknowledge her audience at all, focused 120% on her task. Only the climaxes brought about by swallowing the length of his cock over and over again did anything to mess with her rhythm.

Alex roared wordlessly. The pleasure was so much, he did not realize he was cumming before the second spurt was already spurting into Blair’s mouth. One hand cupping his tightening balls, the other around his shaft, she worked the entirety of his manhood, milking every drop and more he had to give into her mouth.

The climax straight-up wiped his brain clean for its duration. Thoughts did not restart until after Blair presented and consequently swallowed the enormous load. The eye-rolling climax that induced in her had her almost topple over where she knelt. She fell against Yahui’s chest. The two began to make out instantly, hot and cold mixing.

“That’s it!” Alex felt like his brain was getting blasted by a revelation. He marched on over to the totem, now knowing what he was looking for. “This IS a conduit. We had one place downstream that was way too cold and another one south of here that was somewhat too hot. This place has neither, it is at or near the equilibrium point. Something upstream the connection is sapping all the heat away.”

“Okay, and what can we do with that?” Evelyn wanted to know.

“Mess with it.” Alex found the assortment of points and lines that had been in the ice cave and the map above. Doubtlessly it had also been on the other totem they had found, Alex just hasn’t recognized it at that time. “Yahui, Blair, come over here. I need you to be the hot and cold for this.”

The two women did as he requested. He coordinated them to put their hands on specific segments of the pillar. As soon as they did, something in the air shifted. They blinked, then worked invisibly through the mechanic. Alex could feel their testing push and pull in the shifting of the water temperature.

The duo did not have as much power as the entire mechanism, but they could manipulate it. That discovery was fascinating on its own.

Yahui and Blair continued to shift back and forth, until something happened. What that something was, Alex could not tell. Maybe they had accidentally triggered some mechanism or the changes in temperature had just loosened it. Either way, something dropped out of a previously hidden compartment where the pole met the ceiling.

Alex caught it instinctively, checked on it with the same curiosity anyone would have had when they suddenly held something, and breathed a sigh of relief when it wasn’t a massive insect.

It was a necklace. Wood was joined with expensive-looking, polished gemstones of red and blue. There were no sockets or anything of the like, the materials were blended like so much else down here. In the centre of the teardrop shaped thing, the colours swirled together, but never actually mixed into purple.

Holding it gave Alex a pleasant sense of warmth. It was drawing a miniscule amount of mana from him and appeared to turn that into some kind of bubble. He could sense it even if he could not see it. The same was true for Blair and Yahui, who gave him and the necklace an interested look.

“The temperature changes stopped,” Yahui remarked.

“We didn’t stop the experiment,” Blair added.

“Huh… so this keeps the temperature around its wielder stable?” Alex theorized and took a few steps away. It took him ten full paces of his enormous legs, before Yahui informed him that they could manipulate the temperature again. Handing it over to Evelyn confirmed that the bubble came from the necklace. “That will be useful in the future.”

For now, he decided to hang onto it. The leather band went over his head and down to his neck. Because the range on the bubble was so gracious, he did not consider it an issue of who wore it, at least not while they were moving underground.

Yahui and Blair joined him and Evelyn once they were done trying the mechanism of the totem pole. “We have gone quite deep.” The Chinese gymnast looked at the path ahead, then the path back. “Will we keep going?”

“I see no reason not to,” Evelyn stated. “Not that it is my decision.” The expectant gazes once more went to Alex.