Use your hands

"Alright, Gillo," you say, sauntering towards the huge beast, "I'll prove to you that I'm your friend."

The gorilla-thing watches you with delight as you crouch before it. The smell of the beast's arousal is a pungent musk in your nostrils and the sight of its muscular body so close is more than a bit intimidating. You reach gingerly between its furry thighs and wrap your soft hands around the gray hose of its cock. Gillo grunts. You take a firm hold of his massive meatpole and begin to stroke. You're caught off-guard when it flexes and thumps against your chest and then chin, the spongey, pink cockhead smears precum across your shirt and onto your chin.

"Feel good?" You smile up at Gillo, continuing to jack his giant joint.

"Yes," grunts the gorilla. "Real good. Make Gillo spill seed."

Your fists follow the flexing fuckspear from thick, hairy root and back to the flaring tip again and again. Precum drools from Gillo's cock in such great quantities that you can smell the musk of it falling into the grass. Gillo gently cradles you with one muscular arm, watching as you jerk him closer and closer to his beastly bliss. The dangling grapefruits of his balls draw up snug against his shaft and the slackness disappears from his gargantuan goo-blaster.

"That's it, big guy," you say to him. "You want to spunk?"

"Yes!" Gillo grunts. "Make seed!"

Not wanting to get too messy, you carefully aim Gillo's gonads away from yourself. Not a moment too soon. His cock bounces up and down with a sudden muscular contraction. A second and you feel a shudder race up the firehose length of his cock. A spray of fat, pearly droplets scatters among the leaves. Gillo roars with pleasure, defeaningly loud. He pulls you against his furry chest. Another contraction throbs from balls to oozing head and this time Gillo's cock unleashes a searing stream of spunk far and high into the air. Your stroking fist, traveling up to his gushing gonads, is immediately coated in his slippery spunk. His cock pumps again and again with each stroke of your hands blasting another fat gob of cum onto the jungle foliage.

At last the tension is released and his orgasm diminishes to a twitching and dribbling. Finally he grunts and pushes your hands away, far too sensitive to allow you to continue.

"Friends?" you ask, shaking Gillo's dick snot from your fingers.

"Friends!" agrees Gillo.

"Now can you help me find my sister and get off this island?"

"Maybe can," says Gillo. "Scary place with doctors is this way a long way." He points to the north. That must be the compound he's talking about. So the Paisley people made this poor creature. If your sister landed in the far northern desert you'll have to go through the compound to get to her.

"Nice place with bad men is that way." He points south towards the coast. "And big water with the scary thing more that way."

Gillo points east and then west. "Mountain is that way but don't go that way. Other way is very nice place with white house. I maybe go that way soon. I feel happy there."

You have to decide which way to go to find your sister fastest. Now that you have a friend you feel a lot better. You just wish he would put on a pair of pants with that firehose between his legs.