Rehydration
Homer awoke with the skin-piercing UV rays of the sun scorching his yellowed face and waves splashing against his makeshift wooden raft, his memories hazy from a lack of food and water. He had no idea how many hours or days had gone since the sinking, the Titanic's sinking. Although his memories of the occurrence are fuzzy, the horrifying experience has left an indelible mark on his mind.
The fat Simpson lay motionless on his back, still trying to make sense of his situation: how it all happened, why he was fortunate to survive out of all the passengers - he could have just drowned along with them- and why, oh why, was he paired with a shit-encrusted unwashed caveman on a raft that was clearly struggling to carry his obese hepatitis body, let alone two?
"Rise and Shine, Homer" greeted Fred Flintstone. He fished using his chunky Apatosaurus sized cock as a fishing rod/line and smegma as bait. The caveman was dressed in his famous orange caveman garb. He was apparently having no luck since there were no fish on their raft. He'd been fishing since dawn and his genital was beginning to prune up like beef jerky.
Then, without prior notice, Fred Flintstone's dick was attacked by a tentacled jellyfish! Fred exclaimed, "What the Yabba-Fuck? AHHHH!" In a fit of terror, he hastily yanked his molested penis out of the water and violently bashed it against the raft.
"Stop, you fool!" Homer intervened, "You will destroy our floating sanctuary!"
Fred pretend he hadn't heard anything Homer had said due to his attention being diverted by the latching box jellyfish that was now stinging and electrocuting his primitive stick of flesh. To Fred's shock, the jolts abruptly began to kickstart semen production in his big Neanderthal balls. Fred closed his eyes and thought about his dead wife Wilma as he felt his nut closing in on his dick exit, "Oh jizz! I think I'm going to cum!" Immense pleasure caused the assaulted to hump the jellyfish with desperation for release.
The ejaculating Early man yelled, "Fuck! Wilma! Yes! milk my cock, my dearest wife!" as he fantasized a porn scene featuring him and Wilma performing some nasty cavemen positions; and we all know shit is involved somewhere in there. Countless cum shots escaped Fred's urethra and into the Jellyfish's translucent insides, filling it like he's producing plastic milk bags.
Homer Simpson was keeping close watch and was immensely aroused by Fred's outpouring. His yellow lust limb swelled up from his blue pants, and the tip of it gleamed as it reflected the sun's rays and looked to be an activated wand. Homer planned to engage in voyeuristic activity while lubricating his Simpson dong with that immature leakage.
The abundance of semen from Fred inflated the jellyfish. It started to blush and when it was satisfied with the caveman's seed, it let off of the penis and dove into the ocean to start its reproductive cycle.
"See? I told you to calm down... It'll let go eventually" remarked Homer, placing his pre-cum soiled hand on Fred's buff shoulder.
I suppose you're bang on the money," Fred muttered, huffing loudly from his sex. However, his tranquil freedom was only temporary because new problems were soon to arise. Fred's penis immediately began to suffer the damaging effects of the jellyfish's toxin!
"ARRGH! I don't remember fucking someone with crabs!" the dumb caveman pondered before scratching his itching cock and balls maniacally.
"Chill, Freddy-O! It's the poison! Hold steady... I know how to deal with such a predicament!" analyzed Homer as he instructed Fred to hold his Yabba-dabba-ding dong securely in place. While Fred carried out the instructions, Homer withdrew out his eager schlong and directed it at the latter's ailing one. Homer immediately took a leak on it right there!
"What the hell are you doing, Homer!" Scolded the confused Fred," Why are you marking me as your own territory!"
"Because you are my bitch now, That's what's up!" Proclaimed the yellow man, urinating his salty stream even faster now. He moved the spray up and down along the surface of the flintstone shaft like he's jerking it.
"Oh mama, I'm beginning to think that being you're bitch feels downright amazing!" Moaned Fred. A sexual need began to bloom inside Fred's loins as a result of Homer's bladder shower. The shifting yellow flow gave Fred the sensation that a woman's finger was teasing and playing with his cock, which caused him to experience an uncontrollable, throbbing erection.
"I see you're really turned on being peed all over! You cavemen really are some dirty mothafuckers!" disgraced Homer.
"Praise be to Pagan God!" sex-roared Fred as he came of all a sudden. His coconut milk slow-mo crashed into Homer's warm lemonade like a refreshing juice commercial. The two homosexuals' bulging stomachs were covered in by the squirts of their muscular bodily secretions, which were warm and exquisite.
Homer was a sophisticated gay man. He like doing the filthy shit, so when he saw that Fred still had his lips open after moaning so much, he transferred his urine to Fred's agape oral!
"Open wide, hoe and take my golden shower!" The Simpson declared just before he strained his dick in attempt to empty his juicy contents.
"Gurggleghpf" Flintstone gargled the salty piss; it's good to gargle saltwater once in a while. It benefits one's tonsils. Before long, Fred Flintstone soon began stroking more cum out his cock while he drank pee in compensate for his fluid loss. He acquired the electrolytes necessary to counteract the malnutrition he suffered while being unfed at sea. "More, I say! More!"
"You asked for it you dirty dinosaur-man!" Homer continued straining until he successfully passed, by accident, his kidney stones that he had problems with for two straight years.
"Ohhh! I forgot how nice a clean passage felt like! Goddamn!" Simpson groaned by far his most delicious moan in years.
Without showing any signs of revulsion and discomfort, Fred received it by tongue, like the body of Christ, before he munched on those green pebbles as if it's hard candy.
Seeing his nasty lover rejoicing over his fucking stones, Homer speckled additional kidney mint down the Neanderthal's mouth, patting his cock with his finger like it's a tic-tac box. Soon, the hepatitis-skinned man emptied everything that was related to urination.
Later on, about nine hours after that shit, the sun started to set. Laying on top of one another, content and satiated, were Homer Simpson and Fred Flintstone. Their bloated stomachs are proof they've ingested enough fluids to last them for days. In the hope that they would be saved the following day, they dozed off as night fell upon them.