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Chapter 11: Lars - June 15th, Noon
Andre and I were the last to depart from camp, apart from Matt who instead of going out would do the dishes and hang around camp. He was probably looking forward to some alone time, to think. I'm pretty sure I would if I was him, after all that had happened last night and this morning. I had a feeling Andre was lingering, waiting for everyone to get going. He helped Matt collect the dishes, and threw on a tank top, so that he wasn't just in his underwear.
I took the opportunity to brush my teeth, which I had been neglecting. Personal hygiene quickly became optional when you were camping. At the orientation, I had thought I'd just skip all these activities, but if we didn't have something to do when we were out here, we'd go crazy. When we finally took off, Matt quickly kissed Andre on the cheek. That's what happens when you leave horny teenaged boys on an island all alone. I thought. Andre still looked reluctant to share that kind of affection, but smiled when he was kissed. I still wondered how it had happened so quickly. Andre was a softer guy hand he'd like to admit, but he had projected 'straight boy' from the get go, but he hadn't even been on the island 12 hours before he found himself some dick.... Or butt or whatever. He had also told us that he had had at least one girlfriend before. One whom he'd had sex with, quite a few times, if he was to be believed. I was a little surprised when Matt also kissed me, on top of the head.
"Good luck." He said. He was actually smiling; he didn't usually smile.
"Were going 600 meters to find a box, not taking a math exam." I said. "How hard can in be."
Matt Shrugged.
"I don't know, these things have so far not been - challenging." He said. "Maybe that changes soon."
"I hope so." Andre said. "I love a challenge." He gave Matt a touch on the shoulder that, if you were generous, could be seen as a caress. I wondered if they were going to get together, or... what would happen. At least I would have Andre to myself, so maybe I should ask him. I had a few things I'd like to ask him.
The first hundred meters, Andre and I didn't talk. He'd just walk next to me in the space where the waves washed up and around his angles. I broke the silence first. Andre could be a really quiet guy, I had noticed.
"Is Jake going to be ok?" I asked. Since he had broken down at the breakfast table I had been speculating if the guy was actually in need of some professional help. I had heard how they had been pretty rough on the other island.
"I was worried 'bout that myself." Andre answered. "Honestly, I think he'll make it. He's pretty tough when he wants to be, but his emotions just boiled over."
"I almost don't want to ask what happened." I said. A pretty sneaky way of asking without asking.
"They made him do stuff, make the food, do the dishes and such. Said the youngest does the work." Andre started. "Called him a pussy cause he didn't want to take off his shirt."
"And you?" I asked.
"No one tries that stuff on a guy my size." Andre said honestly. "Told Dand that if she wanted shirts removed she could start with her own."
"Good one." I grinned.
"No, cuz she took it out on Jake." Andre said. "But never mind that now, it's in the past and we are here now."
"Hmm. I get why he didn't want to take it off. I used to be pretty self-conscious about it. I don't exactly have great abs." I said. "Do you know what he is ashamed of?"
"Probably nothing." Andre said. "The kid is a little messed up, just like the rest of us. If anyone can make him come 'round I think Seb can do it. Would be good for him to have a friend like him out here. I don't really understand all that nerdy stuff they're into."
"I do." I said. "I can help you understand some if you need it."
"I appreciate it, but I never was a bookish guy." Andre replied. I dropped the subject; we walked another 100 meters without talking. I halfway wished I had brought my camera.
"Can I ask you a question?" I asked.
"Yea." He grunted. It was hard to tell if he really wanted me to.
"You've had a girlfriend, right?" He turned his head from the open sea to me. I don't think he had expected that question.
"I did, till she left me for a richer guy." He said, the bitterness in his voice was pronounced. I hoped I wasn't poking a hornet's nest.
"But you had her for a while. How'd you do that?" I asked. I knew that question was weird, but I felt like if a guy could give me a hand job, then he could also answer a personal question.
"What do you mean, how'd I do that?" He asked, as if he didn't understand the question. "You mean how'd I get or how did I... do her?"
"I mean how did you get her. How do you get a girl?" I asked.
"It's not so hard." He said. "You find one you like, and then you talk to her. For the most part you'll know pretty quickly if she wants anything to do with you. Then you get her number, and keep showing an interest till she goes out to her, then it all kinda goes from there." He paused for a second. "But I thought you were like Matt, why do you ask?"
"I... am." I said. It still felt weird saying it out loud after keeping it hidden for so long. "I have just never understood how you actually get a girl."
"Is this 'cause of that Thor guy you told us about?" Andre asked. "You want him to be your boyfriend, right?"
"... Maybe." I said. It was true that was what I wanted. The whole situation was so complicated, even though it shouldn't be.
"I mean, I can't just ask him to be my boyfriend, that's just gonna sound weird." I said. Andre was silent for a moment. I bet he was thinking.
"Listen, I don't know if Thor is gay, or just playing around or whatever." Andre said. "But what I do know that if you want a girl... or in this case a dude... you gotta be a man about it." He rested both his arms behind his neck and continued his advice. "You gotta show him you are interested, and I don't mean doing normal stuff for him. I mean making a gesture that shows your interest." He stopped and lay a hand on my shoulder. "After that... you make the move."
I was entranced by his voice. He sounded like an old jazz player. A deep smooth voice.
"The... Move?" I asked. "What's the move?"
"It's the easiest and the hardest part at the same time." Andre said. "When the moment is just right, you just put your hand on top of his." Andre underlined his point by squeezing my shoulder. "If he doesn't retreat, look into his eyes." His dark brown eyes found mine, in a moment filled with tension. "And then... you kiss." For a strange moment I was unsure whether Andre would demonstrate, but he didn't. We stood for a moment with gazes locked. "If you can do that, after a really good date, then you got yourself a boyfriend."
"Ok." The prospect of doing that seemed intimidating. "And what if he does retreat?"
"Then you blow it off as an accident and hit the brakes." He said. "That's really the greatest advice I can give you."
We spotted the aforementioned box not long after, as we resumed walking. I enjoyed talking to Andre, he had experience and he took matters of the heart seriously. The last thing I needed was someone making fun of my feelings.
"That has to be it." Andre said, kneeling down next to the box. It was made of crude plywood, but seemed to be of a pretty good quality. It also had a cheap brass combination lock on it.
"You remember the combination?" Andre asked.
"Yea, I read the letter again before we took off." I said. I kneeled down as well, and lifted the lock so I could see the numbers. It was just three dials. I turned the first one to 7, the second one to 4, and the third to 2. The lock released with ease.
"Why even put a lock on it." Andre asked. "It's not like it's gonna be stolen by pirates."
I shrugged and removed the lock, remembering to save it. I was sure someone probably wanted it back.
"A camera?" Andre, said a little baffled. "What?"
True enough the box held 4 items where upon the largest and most noticeable one was indeed a camera. It was an old one though. One of those cameras where the picture is printed immediately when you take the picture, a polaroid. The other two items were rolled up piece of paper, and an old school photo album. The former was joined to the latter with a red ribbon, in such a fashion that you could not open the album before you had read, or at the very least, opened the scroll. The fourth item was a cardboard box that advertised itself as "Polaroid film"
"Wow, welcome to the 1980's." I said, grinning a little. "What the fuck is this about?"
"No clue." Andre replied. "We should hurry back with this, so we can open it with the others."
"Screw that." I said. "I gotta see this." With a quick hand motion, I opened the ribbon and unfold the scroll. It was made from ordinary paper, that was colored somehow, and then burned at the edges to make it look old. The letter itself was written in a very ornate handwriting. Way to go the extra mile, I thought.
Dear Group Six
Admittedly, this was not much of a scavenger hunt, but don't worry it won't be your last. It is important for you to have this camera, since it is your way of documenting your achievements and your findings on your island. Some of those achievements might be assignments from us, some may be your own. Including but not limited to the way you have arranged yourself at camp or around the island. Use the film as you will, but sparingly. You will receive more as your time on this island progresses. You can place any pictures you have taken and place them in the album, these along with your log book, will be used to evaluate your stay here.
The reason you get the camera now, is so you may start out by documenting your transformation into islanders. Your assignment is to dress and decorate yourself as the islanders did. This way you may document how each of you choose to interpret this assignment. For reference the photo album holds an example of how a native boy would have been decorated back when they roamed the islands.
Good luck with future assignments.
Whoever had written the scroll had not signed it.
"You already have a camera." Andre said. "Why do we need another one?"
"Councilors doesn't know that." I said. "And mine doesn't print on site, like this one. If I had internet access, they'd go directly to my drop box but since that's out of the question, I use memory cards. This is actually pretty neat. I've always wanted to try one of these." I pointed the camera at him and pressed the release. A flash of light later, the camera made a buzzing noise and a black square on a white piece of paper came out in front.
"Hey!" Andre said, probably just because he was startled.
"I have to see if it works." I said. I took the picture out and shook it a few times. After a while a shaken picture of Andre started appearing instead of the black square.
"Close enough." I said.
Andre had picked up the album and was looking it over, as well. All the pockets were blank except the two last pages which were filled with polaroid pictures.
The first page had close ups of body parts such as the upper arm, hand, leg, neck and face of a young man, probably between 14 and 16. His skin had a very brown reddish tint, much like a Pacific Islander, but his eyes were stunningly blue suggesting a mixed heritage. His hair was dark and went to his shoulders. All of them had varying strange tribal markings in white featured all over the boy's body as well as different primitive pieces of jewelry around the neck, wrist, angle and woven into his hair. I especially admired the polished piece of bone; he had stuck though a hole in his ear.
"He is gorgeous." Was the first thing out of my mouth. It felt strange to say something like that. "I wonder who he is."
"Maybe a previous camper." Andre suggested. "Oh, man. Look at this."
Andre had flipped the page. The next picture was of the same boy but taken from further away to my surprise the buy was totally naked, except for his tribal getup. There were pictures of both his lower and upper half, and of his whole body from both in front and behind. The boy was out right stunning to look at. His body was lean and pretty toned, as someone used to working outside. His penis was very long and of average thickness. He had no pubic hair at all. His butt was round and firm looking. He had tribal marking both on and around his dick, and even on each butt cheek.
"Wow, just wow." I said. I could already feel my dick trying to tear a hole in my swimming shorts. I didn't care if Andre saw, he had both seen and touched my hard on earlier and he knew what I was into.
"I did not expect that. He looks amazing." Andre said. "I can't believe they'd give us pictures like these."
"They're probably meant as innocent nudity. I mean, the natives would have been naked right?" I said. "But I wouldn't mind if that guy was everything but innocent." Unconsciously I was massaging my own hard on, though my shorts. Which didn't evade Andres attention.
"Didn't you just jerk off this morning?" Andre said, with a grin.
"You mean you jerked me off." I said, which made him a little embarrassed. "I can go six times a day no problem, you?"
"I'm up for another round." Andre said. "Still not sure about the material though."
"Sorry we don't have any girl stuff, but I seem to remember that you like boys now." I said.
"It ain't like that..." Andre said. I was already removing my shorts and since I wore no underwear, I was naked in two seconds. My dick was standing to attention already leaking precum. I couldn't help but pull on it. The prospect of a jerk off session was getting me all fired up.
"Then what's it like." I asked.
"You know when you like chocolate, and everyone tells you that chocolate is good, but then someone gives you caramel and it's just... fantastic."
"Yea..." I said. Not sure I was really following.
"Well that's how I felt last night when I fucked Matt." Andre said. "The way is ass felt on my dick, the way his body was so different from a girl so much stronger and harder." He exhaled in a way that told me he was getting fired up.
"And then there is the way he was so into it, he wanted my cock so bad, and I wanted to give it to him. And his dick... it felt so amazing when I touched it." Andre finished. I couldn't help but stare at him in amazement. The passion he spoke with almost made me cum. I could see the enormous bulge in the underwear he was wearing.
"Come on, lets jerk off." I said and sat down on my bare butt in the warm sand. Andre, who seemed to find himself again, grabbed the waistband of his underwear and let them fall down to his angles. The dark cock, sprang out in the air bobbing up and down. With a sigh he sat down next to me in the sand. I couldn't help but check out what his cock looked like in daylight, when it was hard. We started jerking off next to each other, while mainly using the hot picture of the tribal clad boy, as inspiration. Once in a while I looked over at Andre masturbating, seeing how he did it.
"You can touch it if you want." Andre said, the third time he caught me looking.
"Do you think Matt will be ok with that?" I asked.
"He better be." Andre said. "Come on, try it."
I moved my hand over towards Andre's dick without really thinking more about it. I wanted to touch it so much. When my hand closed around Andre's cock, I shuttered with excitement. I could feel how powerful it was, how much heat was coming off of it. I started jerking him off, with no further thought.
"Oh, fuck yea!" Andre said. "Fuck that's good."
Encouraged by his words, I continued with vigor. I moved my other hand from my dick to caress his inner thigh and cup his balls. They were so heavy and hot, I couldn't help but sigh with delight before returning to my own dick.
"You still want to do Matt, right." I said softly. Andre bit his lower lip and nodded with closed eyes.
"You want to fuck him up his tight little ass." I continued. Andre made an approving sound.
"Remember when you said, you wanted him to do you too?" Andre made a curious sound and seemed to squirm a little at my words.
"Think about him spreading your legs wide, and lean down over you." I teased. "And then push himself inside."
Andre groaned and shuddered. I felt his orgasm vibrate though my hand before his dick spewed out several loads of cum, which hit both my hand and his own abdomen. My own orgasm came right after that. I shot my load over my own hand and belly, with a gasp.
We sat in the sand for a while after we had jerked off. Andre seemed quieter than before, which were quite a feat in and of itself. I licked his cum off of my hand, and said nothing.
After quite a while we returned to the camp, all cleaned up and with our clothes back on. It was already past two, so we had been gone for a while. Even so, only Seb and Jake had returned to the camp, and were both laying in the hammock, with what looked like a book. Matt were sitting on the bench at our table, with something that looked like strings. I was carrying the camera, and had shoved the pack of extra film in my pocket. Andre had put the parchment inside of the photo album to protect it, and was carrying that.
"Hey sluts." I said, grinning like an idiot. I was in a good mood. Seb and Jake didn't seem to hear it, but Matt lifted his head and smiled at us.
"Sup." He said. "Was it hard to find? You guys were gone a long time."
I noticed Andre's side glance towards the two in the hammock, before answering.
"Yea." He said, but blinked at Matt. He placed the album on the table in front of Matt, and leaned forward to whisper something in his ear. Whatever it was it gave Matt a curious look on his face.
In the meantime, I took a glance at what Matt was doing. It looked like he had collected several of the long bamboo leaves and somehow braided them into long pieces of cord, with little knots every 20 cm or so. It was easy to see which one was the first he had made, and which came later. The first one was hopeless, but the rest were pretty decent and got thinner and thinner which each try he had made.
"Did you make these?" I asked?
"Yea." He said. "I figured we wouldn't have anything to bind things with, so I looked though out survival book, and it had this diagram." He picked up a book that was lying next to him on the bench. He held it up and showed me a drawing of how the leaves were shredded lengthwise along with the fibers and how the thin fibers could be easily woven together like a braid.
"It's pretty easy when you have tried it a few times." Matt said, and finished the knot on the one he was sitting with. "Now I wanna see what you found." He said.
Matt pulled over the album and opened it. He found the scroll first, and skimmed it over. His face seeming to understand something that was a puzzle just a moment ago.
"Ah, so that's how they keep taps on us, got it." He said. Then he started to flip though the album to find the pictures that were described in the scroll.
"Oh yea, I have seen most of these before, around the island." He said. "And more."
Then he flipped to that last page and stopped, surprised at what he saw the pictures of the naked teen in his tribal getup.
"Wow." He said, blushing heavily. "I did not see that coming."
"We didn't either." Andre said.
"But, damned he is hot, right?" I whispered to Matt, who didn't directly answer, but showed every other sign of agreeing with me.
"Fuck, if every guy here is gonna run around like that, I am gonna have a constant boner." He whispered back. Making both Andre and I snicker.
"It's gonna be a problem." Matt insisted.
"Nah." Andre sat down next to him with, still smiling, and draped an arm around his shoulder.
"I'll take care of any problematic boner you have." He said softly, loud enough so that I could hear it. Then he gave Matt a kiss on the cheek. I looked over to see if the others had seen anything, but they were too busy reading that they didn't notice a thing.
Thor showed up, not ten minutes later, while we were all busy learning how to make leaf-cords. He came from where he had left with Martin, wearing his Hawaiian shorts, and with a plastic bag full of stuff.
"Wow you found a lot of stuff." Andre said, as it was all spread across the table, in between all of our chords.
Everyone seemed pretty excited about the prospect of dressing in tribal getup. The two in the hammock had finally discovered that people were returning but were content with staying where they were. They had just yelled a greeting from their position.
"That's an enormous piece of amber." I said, picking up the smooth clump of orange, and held it up. "That's for Martin." Thor said. "Or whoever wears it best I suppose, I think we can make something really cool with it, but we have some more smaller pieces if you want some." We had made little piles of similar things. Shells, bones, stones, amber, cords and misc."
"Where are Martin anyway, didn't he head out with you?" I Matt asked. "And where is Jacob?"
"They'll be here any minute." Thor said. "We ran into Jacob out there, I came back 'cause I was thirsty, but they said they'd keep going for a while."
"We should just wait for them, to dress up, but we can still make some stuff while they are waiting." I said. I had already laid out a pattern of bones, probably from a bird that died long ago, to evaluate how they'd look on an armband.
"I'll go get the readers, and see if they wanna get in on this." I said. And got up from my seat. I grabbed the old camera too, I wanted to snap a picture. Then I strolled over to the hammock.
"Hey guys." I said. "You look really comfy." I said, smiling. The two of them really looked comfortable, as they laid there. If it had been my first day on the island, I would have found it odd to find to boys snuggled up like this, but now I didn't even give it a second thought. Sebastian was laying behind Jake, using Sebastian's bare chest as a pillow. Sebastian had a leg and an arm on either side of Jake, and had his own pillow from his tent. I could tell that Sebastian was still naked, as always. Jake was wearing shorts and a T-shirt, though it was a different dark green one than he had worn this morning. Both of them were reading the same book at the same time. Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone. Both looked up when I spoke.
"Were getting started with the tribal stuff, if you want to join us." I said.
"We'll be right over." Sebastian answered. "We are almost finished with this chapter." He looked really happy, like floating on a cloud happy, for some reason. Jake still looked shy, but he also seemed like he was in a really mellow place right now. He and I really hadn't spoken, so his shyness was understood.
"Take your time. Martin and Jacob aren't back yet." I said and held up the camera. "Mind if I take a picture? You guys look amazing like that."
"Sure, if Jake is ok with it." Sebastian answered.
"Meh." Jake answered. "You're the one that's naked. Just don't put it on the internet."
"It's an old polaroid camera." I said. "Literally couldn't even if I wanted to." Last part was only partially true, there were several ways to digitalize old film. Which I'd do if I got the chance, even though I still wouldn't put it on the internet.
With a smile I found an angle where the light was best, and the lines matched up. I didn't have the digital helping tools that my modern camera had, but this weren't a difficult shot. I clicked the camera once and a picture was ejected from the front.
"Cool it's one of those cameras." Jake said. "Can I try it?"
"Sure." I said and handed him the camera. He immediately pointed the camera at me and clicked the release. The picture was, less than good, but Jake grinned at me and leaned back to finish his chapter.
When I returned Martin and Jacob had appeared, both naked, at the other end of the camp. Jacob had a waded-up wet piece of orange fabric with him and was walking a little funny. I figured he had stepped on something. Martin was looking a little distort.
"There you are, we were about to start without you." Andre yelled out.
"I didn't realize we had this much." Jacob said. "You didn't hog the best things did ya'?"
"Nah." Andre said. "Where are the fruit you collected with Seb and Jake?"
"They have them." Jacob replied. "Where are they?"
"Here!" Sebastian said as the two of them were coming over. "I left the fruit in the back over there." He gestured vaguely towards the tent where Jake was putting the book back into.
"Great, Jake can you bring them over so we can mix the paint? Then we can get started making things." Matt said, loud enough so that Jake could hear it. Jake knotted and reached for the bag, but Jacob interrupted.
"We can't, Matt we still have to settle our bet." He said. I raised an eyebrow. I did remember Thor saying something about a bet, but it had been late last night and I didn't remember.
"What bet?" Sebastian asked but no one answered him.
"Can't we do that tonight instead? We wanna do this now, and we waited for you." Matt said.
"We could, but if we paint ourselves and then go swimming, then we just wash the paint off. We have to do it first." Jacob answered. I vaguely remembered what it was all about now. Matt and Jacob had made a bet of some kind.
"I hate to say it, but Jacob has a point." Thor said. "If we do it later, then we'll just ruin it all."
"What's this about?" Jake asked, and Sebastian shrugged at him.
"Matt and I made a bet last night over a ping-pong match. If I beat Matt, he'd come skinny dipping with us.
"And if Matt won?" Sebastian asked, seeming to get the idea.
"Then I'd stop bothering him about it." Jacob said. "Come on we'll just take a quick dip and get nice and clean."
The others started shrugging and getting up from their seat, I could feel my heart beat a little faster. I had been naked in front of most of these people by now, and was getting used to seeing a dick everywhere I turned my head, but we had actually not gone skinny dipping all of us together before.
"Wait... so were all gonna go... naked?" Jake said, his voice seeming a little distressed. He had set down the plastic bag with fruit in it.
"You don't have to if you don't wanna. But come with anyway, it'll be fun. You can wear just your shorts." Andre said "Come on, no one is gonna make fun of you."
I saw Jacob blink at Matt and send Jake a reassuring smile, before he, Thor, and Martin rushed to the beach, snatching their towels on the way. Matt seemed to slouch a little and walked next to Andre, while I lingered behind a few paces in front of Sebastian who had one arm draped around Jake's shoulders, talking to him in a low voice.
"Just keep your shirt on too, and say you are afraid of getting a sunburn." He whispered softly.
When we reached the beach, both Martin and Jacob headed directly into the water, already shoving each other in horseplay. Thor removed his shorts in a single motion, facing the ocean and away from us. I watched his pale butt rush into the surf, and it made my stomach surge a little. Crap, I was boning up too.
Andre started by removing his tank top, revealing his sweet upper body, before fumbling with the knot that kept his shorts in place. Matt hesitated at his underwear, he had been hard to convince when he had been drunk, and now he was presumably sober.
"Argh, fuck you guys." He groaned and dropped his underwear. I caught an initial glimpse of his cock. It wasn't entirely flaccid even though you couldn't call it hard. That gave me a little more courage to take off my own short and jog towards the surf, with my semi-hard on jumping freely up and down.
I ran into the waves until the water wouldn't allow it anymore, and tripped me. The shock of the sudden cold, even though the water was more than warm enough for swimming, made me want to stand up again, but I kept seated. Further out Jacob and Thor were roughhousing with Matt, who in turn were protesting halfheartedly.
"Get him down!" Jacob yelled, while Thor was grabbing Matt from behind and tried to lift him.
"No, argh!" Matt screamed as he was plunged into the clear beach water.
"Hang on Matt!" Andre yelled, and joined the fray. It took them exactly ten seconds for the group to engage in a most vicious game of 'dick grabbing' with Matt as a very reluctant, and therefore very defensive, participant.
Meanwhile Sebastian and Jake were still on the beach. Jake didn't seem like he wanted to take off his clothes, and Sebastian was trying to convince him to come swim anyway.
"Just go, Seb. I know you want to go play with them." Jake said.
"Yes, with you." Sebastian said.
"Hey Jake?" I said, crawling a little closer up the beach. "Is this about you being shy of being bare chested?" I asked because I knew the feeling all too well and had only recently gotten over it. Because I had always been chubby, for most of my school life I hadn't liked taking my shirt off.
Jake nodded, and looked like he was caught between a rock and a hard place.
"Then just leave that on and strip everything else. Trust me you'll like everyone a ton better when you have skinny dipped with them." I said.
Jake looked to Sebastian who nodded encouragingly. I could tell that he blushed, but grabbed both shorts and underwear and dropped them to his angles at the same time, before stepping out of them. Jake's dick was bigger than I had thought, but maybe that was just me that had stereotyped. It was about the same size as mine actually, except his was thinner. His foreskin only barely covered the head, which were different from both Sebastian's and mine.
"One more thing." Sebastian said and grabbed the lower rim of Jakes t-shirt. Before Jake could protest, pulled the fabric out and tied a tight knot right at Jakes lowest rib bone, so that his bellybutton was free of the fabric.
"Now your T-shirt won't get so wet, and your... bad part is still covered." Sebastian said. Jake looked a little surprised but then he smiled. Then he took Sebastian's hand and they both ran to join the others, that were playing at around waist depth for the shortest of us.
"Hey you joined us." Martin grinned while trying to avoid Jacob who was still trying to grab for his privates.
"Oh my god, this feels so good." Jake squealed. "It's like.... UAAAH!" Thor had suddenly ducked under the water from behind Jake, gone between his legs and stood up with Jake on his shoulders.
"Woah!" He stated laughing. "Don't drop me" He squealed. It didn't take long before Seb was sitting on Andre's shoulders in the same way, and we were all laughing and splashing.
When we after a good ten minutes of playing around, followed by ten minutes of relaxed conversation, we decided to get out of the water and return to the task at hand. Especially since we wanted to take the pictures while it was still light out. Luckily, we still had plenty of hours of sunlight left. First out of the water, Jacob managed to snatch Matt's underwear on his way up the beach.
"Hey! Give me those!" Matt yelled and ran after the howling and laughing Jacob. Everyone else laughed as well as they quickly gathered their clothing, and followed troop. No one but Matt felt the need to get dressed again. Sebastian had his arm draped over Jake's shoulder as they both watched the scene.
"Alright you caught me." Jacob who were surprisingly fast had stopped dead in his tracks and turned to face Matt. I was walking by with my own shorts in hand, and was still pondering whether or not I should put them on. I decided to throw them on top of my tent instead.
I saw as Matt reached to take his underpants from Jacob, who did a last dich effort to evade Matts hand.
"Jacob cut it out - enough now!" He said, in a commanding tone. Jacob send him a last pleading stare, while still holding the fabric. Both were silent for a few seconds.
"uhg... fine!" Matt said, in a defeated tone of voice, and snatched his boxer-briefs only to throw them aside. "Pervert." he muttered as he joined me and the others at the table. Since it was unpractical for us to all sit around the table and make stuff, Jake and Sebastian volunteered to mix the fruit juice in with the wet mud and paint each other first.
"We're going over there behind the tent, so it's a surprise." Jake said, and dragged Sebastian with him.
"All right?" Andre said, seeming a little bamboozled.
"Is it me or are those two acting strange?" He continued when the pair were out of hearing range.
"Sebastian is a little weird, in a good way." I started. "And Jake is shy, why is that so strange?"
He seemed out of idea's since he just shrugged.
"I think Seb somehow managed to gain his trust." Martin said. I noticed he hadn't said anything in a long time. He was working on attaching the big piece of amber to chord. Everyone looked at him.
"Haven't you noticed that this is happening a lot on this island?" He added.
"Isn't bonding kind of a thing you do at camp?" Matt said. "Getting new friends."
"It's more than that. I have shared a lot more with some of you than I have ever done with people back home, or at any other camp." Martin said.
"That kind of happenings when you plunge a bunch of teenagers on an island and make them fend for themselves with weird tasks." I said, I wasn't entirely sure what he was talking about. He sounded like this was some special quality of this island. Something I could only be skeptical of.
"Well, we know of another island where they did the same, and it turned to conflict."
"I heard that." Andre said in a tone only someone who had lived it could muster.
"That's true enough, I guess." I conceded. "But I can't help but think it's the company and not the place." I looked at Thor who was sitting opposite me.
I was working on a long piece of twine that would wrap around my waist. Both Matt and I had decided to wear loincloths, same had Andre. I had a few ideas with some other features but I didn't want to wear too many accessories.
"Are you really gonna let us take pictures of you, all naked with tribal getup?" Matt asked. "Unlike the other pictures Lars has taken, someone else is actually gonna see these."
"So? Who on earth could see those pictures, that I don't want seeing my dick?" Jacob asked.
"Your parents? Your friends at school?" Matt suggested.
"They have all seen me naked before, except the girls and it's only because I don't have gym class with them. I highly doubt they are gonna show anyone our naked pictures. That sounds like something that could create an uproar back home in prudish America..." Jacob said. "...Or Canada." He added with a side glance to Martin.
"I still feel like it's wrong to wear clothes on this island." Martin said. Once again sounded like he was starting to track down a path of mysticism. "It feels like a profanity."
"You sound like you think this island is sacred." I added.
"In a way I think it is." Martin said. "Not that we are becoming religious nuts or anything. But we can keep some things sacred right."
"I get what you mean." Thor interjected.
"I agree." Jacob said.
"I still don't get it." I said. This all seemed like a strange position.
"I can show you what I mean, if you are willing to give it a try and keep an open mind." Martin said.
"Sure why not." I said. "What do I do?"
Martin seemed to ponder my question for a while, then said.
"For now? Just do your best with your markings and tribal wear." He replied. I may have imagined it, but I thought I saw him and Jacob exchange looks. Thor also smiled weirdly at me and winked when I caught his gaze.
Sebastian and Jake returned after a while. Curiously both were wrapped in blankets, even though it was still pretty warm out, and probably would be until sunset.
"It's a surprise." Sebastian answered in response to everyone's questioning looks, as he took my place around the table. All I could see currently was a white line that crossed down over his right eye, much like one of those scars you always saw on badass cartoon characters. It made me think of Kratos, from God of War. Jake didn't have markings in the face at all, although I could see some on his arm that looked like a rune.
"Thor, shall we?" I asked. I wanted to be the one to paint him, and vice versa. Probably because I wanted to be alone with him as much as possible.
"Hang on as sec." Thor said, and finished a knot on his artwork, before getting up and leaving his seat to Jake.
We went behind the tent where the two of them had left their supplies ready for us. The bowl of paint had taken a consistency of thin oil-based paint and had a curious bone-white color. The two of them had also spread out a huge towel with a clear indentation in the sand below that suggested someone had laid there.
"I suppose it was easier painting someone laying down." Thor said. "You wanna go first?"
I placed myself on the towel, which already had white stains from the previous person to be painted. I started by laying face up on my back with my arms spread to the sides. I heard him take some paint from the bowl and rustle around next to me. The light was very bright from above so I had to close my eyes.
"What are we painting then?" He asked.
"Surprise me!" I replied. "If I had to direct him though every step then it would quickly become tedious." I jerked when the cold paint touched my skin the first time, but he started stroking his fingers along my body, the feeling turned very pleasant. I felt how he ran his fingers over my chest and I couldn't help but letting out little sighs of pleasure. The paint left a weak tingling where it touches and Thor's hands brushing against me made me shutter with delight. I felt how the blood started collecting in my groin and how my dick was growing. My normal impulse was to cover it or try and think of something that would make it go down. On the other hand, this was Thor. If there were anyone I wanted to see and play with my boner, it was him. I enjoyed how it felt when he worked my belly and my thighs, especially when he worked just above my dick. Once in a while he stopped to consult the photos. He hadn't yet commented on the naked boy in there.
"Turn around." I he said. He poked my hard dick once with made me tingle. Since the paint had dried surprisingly quickly once applied, I could turn around and lay on my front with no problem. The only problem now being that my dick was pressed uncomfortably against the ground. He didn't use as much time on my back as on my front, but I noticed that he lingered quite a while painting something on my left butt-cheek. I hoped it wasn't a dick, but I didn't think so.
"There, you're done." He said. My body had gone into relaxation mode, so getting to my feet was a little stiffly. I still had a mean boner, but none of us took notice of that anymore. I had gotten a lot of stripes, much like a tiger. He had painted a rising sun over my dick. I couldn't see what he had drawn on my butt, or on my back. Too bad we didn't have a mirror.
"I think you look great." Thor said.
"Agreed, looks awesome." I said, still twisting and turning to see. Where ever there was paint a tingling sensation radiated and made me want to smile.
"My turn." Thor said, and laid down flat on his stomach, which gave me a great view of his ass. I had a perfect idea for what to paint on his back, so I placed a leg on each side squatted down on top of him, halfway sitting on his butt. The feeling of physical contact made my balls tingle and my dick jerk. I was tempted to rock back and forth but resisted the urge.
"That tickles." Thor said when I put my finger to his back, to start the painting. I took my time. Since I wanted it to be symmetrical, and I also wanted to sit like this for as long as possible. When I was done, I had made a very complex drawing of Mjölnir, since it was so fitting for his name and Nordic heritage. Feeling frisky, put paint on my entire hand and place an upside-down handprint on each of his butt-cheeks. It looked a little like someone had grabbed him there while making out with him, or something. Thor giggled, but didn't protest too much when I did it.
"Turn around." I said, when I was done with his backside and ready for his front. When he turned, I saw his throbbing boner stand out from his body. Maybe it was me sitting on him and caressing him, that had made him this hard. I had to resist the urge to touch it, and just ignore it. I decided on a simpler pattern on his front and made some lines that defined the muscular features of his torso and upper arms. On his chest, on the left side above his nipple. I made a symbol that vaguely resembled a sea turtle, and on his right upper arm I made a symbol that looked like an artistic fishhook. Then I moved further down to the abdomen. Right above his dick I made an arched drawing of a rising sun, with curving patterns of sunrays going to all sides just like he had made on me. In order to do it, I had to gently grab the dick and hold the throbbing member out of the way, my touch made Thor squirm, but he didn't stop me. I had my head really close to the area, so I caught the scent of his hot cock. It was so arousing that I didn't even think about what I was doing, before my tongue was sliding over the exposed tip. Thor moaned in surprise and pleasure and quickly bit down on his own arm to prevent himself from making too much noise. I wasn't stopping. I had a chance to pleasure Thor and I wanted to go through with it. I threw all sense of carefulness overboard and licked him again. Thor's breathing fluctuated and his dick sputtered a little bit of liquid out onto my tongue. The taste was intense, and made my heartrate flare. I closed my libs around the dick and started sucking on it. Not particularly fast or hard. Just sucking gently on the tip while holding gently on his balls with my hand. I was masturbating myself with the other hand and came before I had even really started, but just groaned into the dick I had in my mouth. Then Thor lifted his hip, still fighting to make no noise, in case the others would hear. I felt his juices shoot out into my mouth, almost faster than I could swallow it.
It was over as quickly as it had begun. Thor's dick was still dripping with was running down the side of his still hard cock. I had sat back in the sand right next to the spot of wet cum I had shot onto the sand.
"Oh, dude." He said, still heaving for breath, and somewhat in a hushed tone. "Not what I expected."
"Sorry." I muttered. "I know it was..."
"What are you apologizing for, that was great." He whispered. "I just got surprised."
"Yea, I know." I said. Still a little ashamed of how impulsive I had been.
"No worries, I could have stopped you if I didn't want it." He whispered. "But maybe a warning next time?"
"Next time?" I asked, with a little laugh.
"Hell yea." He whispered. "I love doing this stuff, but maybe wait till the others aren't right over there." He stuck out his tongue and let me help him to his feet. I noticed both he and I had white spots of paint on our privets, from where I had touched. Me on the dick, him on the balls. I hoped the others wouldn't notice.
"Not bad." The sounded Andre's verdict after we returned to the table. The costumes were really coming along smoothly. Jacob and Martin were the next to disappear behind the tent to paint each other, followed 20 minutes later by Andre and Matt whom went last, already wearing their new jewelry. Meanwhile I finished the stuff I was going to wear. I decided on a collection of leaves, stones and shells strung along a chord and wrapped around each wrist and angle would be enough. That wass accompanied by a, sort of skirt of leaves that would cover my private region as well as my butt. This was only for the sake of the camera. Well aware of how big of a hypocrite it made me I was far too careful to have identifiable nude photos of me in existence. I would probably have done it if you couldn't see my face in them. I had done that before.
Finally, one by one everyone got done with their costumes. A lot of ideas got scratched as they were either too hard to make, to cumbersome or in conflict with other pieces of decoration. It was a good thing to because I judged that we only had, like an hour of sunlight left.
"So where are we doing this? On the beach?" I asked, standing with the camera. "We need somewhere with good lighting and a suitable background." I said.
"You're the expert" Martin said, as he was adjusting his newly made necklace. I noticed that both he and Jacob had boners, but as a good friend and in accordance with the rules I didn't comment.
"All right I said. Then let's go over here." I said. "We have a suitable background and a few good rocks we can use to sit or lay on. The light comes in from the west so we need to get it without the flair, unless that's an effect we want."
That evening we took a lot of photos. I was pretty sure we had used up the entire first roll of film by the 15-minute mark. Luckily, I made sure to have all the individual photos done first.
I wasn't surprised when Thor volunteered to go first. Thor was one of the three who had decided to go naked in the pictures, dick out and all. He had very few accessories on him, only a necklace with a spiraling seashell in it, and a single band of leaves around his right angle. I took a few very artistic shots of him, with him leaning against the rock, staring into the horizon. I also needed to get a pic of the artwork I had made on his back, so I instructed him to lean against the rock and I'd take it from behind featuring both the hammer on his muscular back and my hand prints on each of his firm masculine buttocks.
Matt went next, since Martin wanted to wait. He didn't feel like having a boner on camera, which we all understood, even though Jacob claimed he didn't see any reason why not. Nevertheless, he wasn't volunteering for the next pictures either. Matt, in contrast to Thor has a minimal amount of paint, but looked extremely hot, nonetheless. He had symbols painted on both arms, legs and chest that were all taken directly from the album as far as I could tell. Patterns that circled his arms and often imitated plants. He was wearing a standard, Tarzan style loincloth made from a very old and now torn blanket whose already greenish-brown color made it look authentic enough, going between his legs, then under and over a cord that was bound around his waist. Random pieces of beach found items were draped from the belt, and from straps around both his wrists and upper arms. He seemed content with having his pictures be of him sitting on the rock, looking thoughtful. Nevertheless, the pictures were worthy of a prize.
Andre who were next in line had a lot more drawing over his body. All were made in asymmetric spiral patterns covering his chest, abdomen, back, and buttocks. Curiously he had chosen a loincloth design which only covered him from the front so his genitals were hidden, but his butt was fully visible. This resulted in pictures where you could easily see his balls and sometimes his cock when photographed from behind in sudden angles.
Martin, who had finally managed to become flaccid, took his pictures standing atop the rock, much like he was preaching from above. The many intricately woven patterns on his body coupled with the crown of palm leaves on his head and the huge amber necklace made him look quite imposing. Both he and Jacob who went next had chosen to put paint on their cocks. Unlike mine, it didn't look like it was an accident.
Jacob's solo pictures were all of him laying down and with me taking the picture either from a bird's eye view, standing over him or from the side with him lying on his side as well. Jacob had a vicious boner doing his entire photo session and seemed stone cold about it. His painting had a lot of randomly painted figures all over his body. He wore only a cord around his head and around one wrist with stuff woven into them. Largely because he had been unsuccessful in making the accessories.
Jake and Seb had only a single solo picture each and shared the rest, either slacking on the stone leaned against each other, staging a fake conversation with inflated gestures, and even one that could very well be made into a poster for a jungle action move with Sebastian standing with a bamboo staff leaning forward with a serious expression, while Jake crouched in front looking in the opposite directions, seeming ready to act at a moment's notice. A little bit silly, but the picture turned out quite awesome. Both Jake and Sebastian had held their art hidden from the rest of us, using blankets which they discarded with a dramatic reveal. I could see why they had decided to keep it a surprise to the rest of us. Both of them had gone over the top with their costumes. To my surprise Jake was not wearing a shirt. Either Sebastian had talked him out of it, or he had just decided that this was more important. The right side of his chest was dominated by a huge circle which extended over his shoulder, almost making the nipple invisible. Centered on the circle were concentric circles of arcane looking runes painted, which extended up his neck and all the way down his arms and legs. His shoulder long hair was woven with feathers and he was wearing several necklaces full of shells and smaller pieces of amber. He was wearing a strange piece of underwear what just barely seemed to contain his dick, and had a twisted piece of fabric that went in between his butt-cheeks. All in all, he looked incredibly cute and handsome at the same time.
Sebastian had an even more over the top decoration. He had decided to go naked like Martin and Jacob. His paint consisted almost exclusively of a single dragon, whose head was draped over his shoulder and twisted its body down his body till its tail ended around his left foot. A long scar like stripe crossed vertically over one of his eyes. The white paint, like on Andre had a sharp contrast with his dark skin. He had single cord around his waist with a few pieces of decoration on it, which gave him a little bit of an Ethiopian vibe. His costume was punctuated by a long bamboo staff which was decorated with feathers and leaves as well. Both Sebastian and Jake had decided to wear a matching crown of woven tropical flowers. In my opinion they were a little too feminine for my taste, but all in all it looked awesome.
Jake was more than willing to take over the job of photographer when it was my turn to be photographed. I decided on a few very common tribal poses, making faces at the camera and such.
"Do you guy's mind if I take some with my own camera too?" I asked. When I clicked the last time on the polaroid. "I can send them to you all when we get home." The sun had gone down by now, and the sound of cicadae was filling the air.
"I think I want to get dinner started." Matt said. "Is chicken soup ok?"
"I hate chicken." Jake mumbled.
"I'll take more pictures with you." Thor said. "Maybe we should all take some more after dinner; we still don't have a group photo."
"That's cause this old thing doesn't have a timer." I said.
"We'll have to take one before we eat." Martin said. It only took a second to take the last picture of the day, all of us huddled together to fit in the frame of my camera, with the bonfire and the flash of the camera as out only lighting. I was standing to the far left so I could more easily get to my position when the 10 second delay. The camera took 5 pictures in rapid succession, which blinded us all. Out here it got very dark very quickly.
[Tags: Mutual Masturbation, exhibitionism, oral, body paint.]