Island

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Chapter 21: Andre, June 17th - Afternoon

"That was a little too easy." Matt complained after we'd tracked through the underbrush between the palms and bamboo to get back to camp. Matt, in his eagerness to get back had decided to walk through the forest rather than follow the beach. It would technically be a shorter in distance, but probably not shorter in time. I didn't mention this to him, as he probably wouldn't have listened. When he got like this it was impossible to reason with him. Maybe the fact that we'd found a treasure already would distract him.

When Thor had told Matt and me that they'd found a special place of some kind, I'd wondered what he meant, and still did, I guess. But Matt had taken it pretty badly. He and Martin had a little bit of an alpha-male struggle they had to resolve. Matt didn't particularly like the fact that he'd been put in charge, but even I could see he enjoyed being the oldest keeping things in order.

"I don't think the first one is meant to be a challenge." I said as I looked at the impossible to miss palm-leaf package on the ground. The leaves were tied together with a thick red ribbon for added visibility.

"We've walked less than ten meters from the altar." Matt said, raising an eyebrow at me.

"You kiddin'?" I said grinning. "That was at least twelve meters." My vain attempt to be funny did manage to quell his miffed mood a little bit.

"But bro, what did you expect." I continued. "It's a treasure hunt and some of the treasures need to be easy to find so that we don't give up halfway through, right?"

I took a tight grasp on the top of the treasure and carefully slung the packet over my shoulder. The tough palm leaves that made up the wrappings of the treasure were coarse in my hands and on my back but it was the easiest wat to carry it. The basketball tank top I was wearing was several sizes too big meaning the neck and arm openings exposed my back and chest to the point where wearing it was pointless. But I couldn't help but think it looked sexy as hell. I'd once seen a porn video where the guy had worn nothing but a tank-top like this one while banging some slutty white chick I could hardly remember. The mental image of the dude made my crotch tingle a lil' bit, and a slight twitch in my shorts told me I'd lingered on the image a little too long. Since I'd come to this island, I'd learned more about myself than in the last three years combined, especially sexually. I could have sworn than it had actually been the slutty white girl in that video that had made me horny, and the dude had only enhanced the fantasy of doing her, and looked damned good while doing it. But what if it had actually been him the whole time? Or was it really both of them?

One thing I did know, was that Matt had been better in bed, even though we hadn't actually done it in a bed, than any of my previous girlfriends or hook ups. A fact that had ignited curiosity and doubt within me. What on earth had driven me to ask this guy to jerk off with me. I'd gone over the steps in my head a hundred times, especially when Matt and slept next to each other.

A party, alcohol involved, playing games and socialize with the subject present, get the gal'... guy I guess... alone, talk, pry into intimate things, ask them into an intimate setting, fuck their brains out. That's how I'd always done it, so much so that I'd done it without being aware of it, right up until I'd busted my nut inside Matt's tight hole.

My cock swelled up in my shorts, at the memory of our first time together. A part of me still had an impulse to hide it, even though we had declared the boner to be a free creature on this island. I'd tested my sexuality a little since. I'd jacked off with Lars as well. Actually, I'd even given him a hand job. It had been fun and to be honest completely harmless. After having fucked a guy in the ass, whacking one off another one was nothing. Lars was fun and adventurous, not to mention a horn-dog. My true test was yesterday when I had sucked Matt off. I hadn't been sure I could do it, but I had loved every minute of it. Matt had been so easy to give pleasure I could have gone on for hours if he hadn't finished. I wanted to do it again, soon. Knowing Matt, it wouldn't take too long for me to get a chance, but right now he was clearly not in the mood. I wondered for a second whether it could work as an emergency distraction if he went back up into the red.

"Then it's probably something eatable." Matt said. "We were virtually guaranteed to find it."

"Nah." I said. "Chances were that we'd gone back along the beach, the way we came. If you hadn't gone this way it could have been days before anyone thought to check right 'round the altar." I said. Matt shrugged and started walking. We didn't even consider opening the pack without the others.

Matt set a brisk pace but had to backtrack once when he discovered we'd taken a wrong turn at a bamboo cluster, which to me looked like all the other clusters. I had to admit he was better at navigating the forest than me, and this forest was a virtual labyrinth if you weren't sticking to the known paths. Even somewhat distracted with speculation over the contents of the package, Matt was still in a hurry to get back. I'd been going barefoot since we left, because the beach sand felt amazing under my soles, but in the forest, it was less comfortable, so my feet were already aching. Also, with our hike down this morning, my legs were getting tired. The sight of Matt's cute behind in the makeshift loincloth he was wearing helped with the moral, when walking behind him. He had an amazing butt. Round, smooth and with muscular tone. That was something with the male body I'd always admired, and not been ashamed to admit to myself. Their asses were just amazing. Distinctly different from the girls. Theirs were usually bigger, rounder and softer and for the most part amazing. But there was something about the butts of guys that attracted my eyes, either when I saw them in the locker room or on a screen. A surprising number of movies and TV-shows had man butts. Even cartoons found them sufficiently inoffensive for some reason.

When we finally returned to camp, we were a little concerned when we found it empty, at least at first glance. Matt checked around, both in the tents and down at the beach to see if the two nudists were splashing around. Or gods forbid doing something productive.

All we found were some empty plates on the table, two of which had been blown on the ground by the wind, and Sebastian and Jake snuggling comfortably in the hammock, sleeping soundly in the shade. Matt and I both instinctually lowered our voices when we found the two. Not that we really needed to if we stayed in the center of camp, since the hammock was far enough away to allow normal speech. There was something strange about seeing two teenaged boys snuggling up like a pair of puppies. I didn't mind of cause, I wasn't exactly in any position to judge, but it was still odd. Mostly considering the fact that neither of the boys were wearing underwear and Seb was wearing nothing at all. Even so, a part of me wanted to strip down and join them, it looked so cozy.

I didn't of cause. The Hammock was big enough, but it would probably be unwelcome, even if I could have done it without waking them. Instead I returned to Matt who was standing on the ridge that lead down to the beach and looked over the water. I draped my arms around his shoulders and pressed my body to his back, letting him feel me. My dark dry, sun warm skin against his lighter version, feeling my sensitive if limp manhood settle between his butt cheeks through the fabric of our respective clothing.

"Where did they wander off to?" he mumbled, annoyed with their disappearance. This really shouldn't bother him this much. I ran my nose and mouth nuzzling behind his ear and kissed him on the temple.

"Whatever they've been hiding isn't going anywhere, Matt. Can't you let them have their place to themselves?"

"I need to know if this place they found has significance, we agreed to share discoveries." He said. "And don't do that here." He added, pulling his head away from my mouth. "Seb and Jake are right over there."

"They're sleeping." I whispered, sensually into his ear. "And if Martin thought the place was important, he'd have said something, he's not stupid."

Matt turned around and placed his forehead against mine, and sighed deeply, before letting me kiss him a few times. Being alone had its charms, mainly that we could do this without being disturbed.

"I just don't like being kept in the dark." Matt said, he placed a large hand on my hip. Even after his protest he couldn't resist pulling me in closer, so he could feel the contours of my body.

"Nobody does. But maybe it's a good thing he wasn't here." I said. "It will give you a chance to calm down a little."

"I'm calm." Matt said, indignantly.

"Really?" I said raising an eyebrow. We let go of each other and Matt looked up to face me.

"I'm calm now." Matt clarified, still indignant. "I just want to know what he's keeping hidden and why he is doing it. That's not unreasonable."

I spotted the soccer ball which whoever had used it last, had left in the sand close by and rolled it onto my foot, to kick it in the air.

"If you say so." I said, juggling the ball with my feet, two times before it fell out of reach. I was more of a basketball guy after all. "It sounded like they were planning on showing us at some point."

Matt didn't answer, but just kicked the ball back to me. The sand made it difficult to play, but I guess that's why they called it beach-soccer. Matt and I played around a little bit, even though Matt's heart wasn't in it at first.

Martin and Jacob returned an hour later just as the sun went from scorching to hot. I praised my dark skin for not having to deal with a sunburn such as the one Matt had developed on his shoulders. Jacob who was as light skinned as they came, had apparently had the good sense to apply sunscreen to excess.

The two were of cause nude, not even wearing sandals. Jacob was chasing Martin for some reason. He caught him by the ankle with a foot just as they reached the edge of camp, causing Martin to fall screaming down, with Jacob on top of him.

"Gotchá!" Jacob shouted and fought to keep Martin from escaping, all the while Martin tried to keep Jacob from taking something.

"Hey, hey!" I ran over to them and tried to shush them. The two naked boys stopped their roughhousing and looked at me.

"Someone is sleeping." I explained and gestured over my shoulder towards the hammock where Seb and Jake were napping together. Both boys looked at me indecisively for a second before letting go of each other, Martin tossing whatever they were fighting over to Jacob, who didn't make an effort to catch it. From the looks of it as it landed in the sand next to Jacob, it was nothing but a smooth black stone."

"Sorry." Martin whispered, winded after his running he placed his hands and his sides. His bare chest still heaving. Jacob was winded too, but apparently in better shape than Martin. Absent mindedly the redhead scratched his balls and brushed some sand out of his hear.

"He did say he was tired." Jacob said. "They have got the right idea in this heat." he didn't whisper as Martin had done but was still a little more hushed than usual which was the most you could hope for with this one.

"There you are." Matt said, his voice seeming loud since everyone else had been talking in low voices. He'd been over to retrieve the ball I'd accidentally kicked in an unpredicted direction, when the two had returned. His voice was forced friendly, I could tell, and so could Martin if his expression was to be any indication.

"Yea? We went over to find that altar. I think I have a few good ideas for how to decorate it." Martin said, a little bit on guard. I rolled my eyes. If that was true, we would have run into them if we'd just followed the beach when getting back. By taking the forest route we'd missed them.

"Nice, we found a treasure." I chimed in. It was an attempt to distract them from the pending argument and it partially worked which got both Martin and Jacob to look at me wide eyed.

"For real?" Jacob said, and immediately clamped a hand over his mouth, since he'd once again been a little too loud. "Let's open it."

"How about we wait till everyone is here and awake?" Matt said, a little annoyed that his agenda had been sidetracked. "I had something I wanted to talk to you about." I looked at Matt with a gaze telling him to take it easy, but he'd already made a gesture for Martin and presumably everyone to gather around and he didn't see me.

"Sure." Martin shrugged and took up position in shifting a little because the still hot sand burned his naked feet. Jacob settled down but chose to lay down in the fading sun behind Martin. Curious about what Thor had said, I settled down and played with the soccer ball in my hands determined to look like I wasn't part of whatever accusation Matt intended to make.

"Thor told me you had found something interesting." Matt started. "Lars accidentally mentioned something about a place you'd found with drawings in it. I got the feeling I wasn't supposed to know about it."

I watched Martins reaction closely as Matt mentioned what Lars and Thor had said. True enough his eyes widened a little when Matt said it. His mouth contorting in an expression as someone wondering how to approach the subject.

"I think I know what place he meant." Martin said, doing a real good job sounding like he genuinely had to think about it. Maybe even good enough that Matt would fall for it, but not me. "Just somewhere we found." He added.

"Awesome." Matt said. "I'd like to see it, if that's ok."

"No." Martin said.

"Excuse me?" Matt said. I too was a little taken aback by the flat-out dismissal.

"You asked if it was ok, and as a matter of fact, it isn't." Martin said, crossing his arms, his smile never wavering. "I don't think it's a good time yet."

"Why? What's going on?" I said, now curious enough to involve myself. This was out of character even for Martin.

"Are you sure you shouldn't show him? I can do it if you're don't wanna." Jacob said. He winked, reached up and slapped Martin on the ass with an audible smack that made Martin wince and jerk away.

I looked down at Jacob who was laying in the sand, following the conversation with interest. The smile on his face told me there was something devious going on. Matt looked like his blood pressure was raising.

"I don't like being kept in the dark." He said, with a little more harm in his voice than I thought was necessary.

"And you won't be if you keep opening your mind, Matt." Martin said, his smile even wider. "Just be a little more curious, and a little less touchy." He continued and proceeded to embrace the bigger guy tightly, cheek pressed Matt's own. Matt stared at Martin perplexed as the naked boy strolled past him toward the jug of fruit juice on the table and pouring himself a glass. Even Jacob looked slightly bamboozled over Martins reaction.

Impatient with finding out what was in the treasure packet, but with nothing to do but wait for Thor and Lars to return, I decided to have a glass of fruit juice on the bench. Matt who was irritable from his argument with Martin had gone to the tent he and I now shared, found a book and secluded himself under a tree in the far end of camp. Jacob was still working on his tan under the now much less intense but still effectively scorching sun. Martin who was still smiling and humming to himself had placed the cooking pot over the fire, after effortlessly revitalizing the bonfire. If nothing else we were all becoming competent survivalists, even if none of us were regular Bear Grylls's just yet.

I took off my shorts and underwear too. Having walked in them all day in this heat, wearing them and moving around felt like I had a knife in my shorts that would cut the flesh between my thigh and my junk with every little motion. There was a tiny prick of adrenaline as I discreetly slit them off and rolled them into a ball. The fresh air on the sensitive skin that wasn't as accustomed to it. The little tiny doubt in me that told me it wasn't all right to be nude outside where others could see me despite the fact that everyone else nearby, except Matt were butt naked. It felt so fucking weird still, sitting down on the wooden bench with nothing on my crotch. I could feel the sand grains and the veins in the wood that was on and part of the bench. The unfamiliar feeling of by balls touching the surface I was sitting on. Wearing only the slacking tank top now, I was once again reminded of the porno I'd seen with the black basketball player wearing only a tank top like this one. Saw his unbelievably large hard cock before my mind's eye and felt the twitch in my loins that told me an erection was inevitable. If I'd ever denied that I was attracted to dudes, there was no doubt anymore.

Come to think of it, had I ever even watched gay porn before? Even out of curiosity.

To distract myself, and to have something to do. I found my guitar and started playing. Not being a particularly good singer, I just played and hummed along. Started with the James Bond theme song and moved into some of the classic We-are-around-a-bonfire-songs, with easy to remember chords.

I had just moved into Country Road, when I heard a crystal-clear harmonious voice I knew sing along.

"...too the place, I belong. West Virginia. Mountain mamma. Take me home..."

I looked over at the hammock and saw a smiling Jake looking back at me. I chimed into the song and repeated the chorus. Nobody was expected to remember the lyrics to the verses after all. When the song ended, Jake had clumsily tumbled out of the hammock, while Sebastian was stretching. Both had terrible bed head but since Jake had longer hair he was worse off.

"It's been too long since I've seen you smile like that." I said, when he came over, looking hungrily at the pot of pasta that Martin was preparing. A combination of pasta screws from the huge bag we had, premade tomato sauce from a can, dices of smoked bacon and sausage. The meal was probably ready, Martin was just keeping it warm.

"It's been a while since I slept so fucking well." Jake said. "I'm hungry are we eating soon?" I raised an eyebrow. I didn't think I'd ever heard Jake swear. In fact, I had never seen anyone swear within earshot of him without him wincing a little bit.

"Lars and Thor aren't back yet." I said, wondering what the two of them were up to. Lars had told me what he and Thor had done together. Maybe there was a naughty reason for their delay. I shrugged the thought away so my dick wouldn't get the wrong idea. Why was I so damned horny? Just the thought was putting me at half-mast. I was glad the guitar was blocking Jake's view. The T-shirt Jake was wearing was wrinkly, way too big and had stains of some kind on it. Otherwise he was naked, at least that's what I had seen when he crawled out of the hammock, because the T-shit went halfway down his thighs. Sebastian came over and wrapped his arms around Jake's shoulders from behind. I halfway expected him to kiss Jake on the cheek. But of cause he didn't.

"I'm gonna go pee, I'll be right back." He said, squeezed Jake and left. I needed to adjust my head. I was seeing gay stuff everywhere now apparently. Sebastian and Jake weren't like that, that was silly. Despite his usual reservations, Jake had never been averse to physical contact. At least not as long as I had known him which admittedly wasn't that long.

"I'm glad to hear you are sleeping better." I said. "When did you last have a good night sleep?" Jake shrugged and sat down next to me, rubbing his eyes.

"I can't remember. I guess I slept ok last night. It's really comforting when Sebastian is there." He said. "Is that weird?"

"There are probably some people who wouldn't like it, but I don't think any of them are on this island." I said, truthfully. "What about that night you slept on the beach? Seb was with you then." I continued. I hung the guitar over one of the posts so it was out of the sand.

"It rained." Jake said. "We didn't get to sleep much. Plus, neither of us could sleep much after..." He stopped and looked at me, then lowered his eyes to his feet.

"What?" I asked. This was entirely normal when talking to Jake. He could get embarrassed about the weirdest things.

"Something..." He said.

"Jake." I said, lowering my voice. I knew Martin could probably hear every word we said. "You know you can talk to me, right? Whatever it is."

"I need to talk to you about it." Jake said. "Tonight, when the others can't hear it." He almost whispered the last part. Martin either didn't listen or didn't care. My curiosity was woken. Jake and I had been through a lot in the short period we'd known each other, so I knew when Jake was nervous about something that wasn't just his own neurotics.

"That's cool." I said supportively as Seb emerged from the woods again after presumably having drained the weasel. Without a word he sat down next to Jake at the table.

Lars and Thor returned not long after. I was talking with Sebastian and Jake about something nerdy they were both into. I didn't really understand what it was, but it involved dice and magic.

The two of them were both clothed, like when we'd split earlier. Both were in open Hawaiian shirts, Lars' blue and Thor's pink, revealing bare chests. While Thor had the physique of his namesake Lars was chubby and wore a towel around his waist, which I knew had nothing underneath, rather than normal legwear. Thor had his swim shorts.

A little bored with the nerdy conversation I raised my hand in greeting, as Thor ran the last few meters, and Lars came slowly into the camp and sat his ass down with a deep sigh, as if he'd just run a marathon.

"I halfway expected you to come from the other side of the island with as long as you were gone." I grinned and winked at Lars who was too tired to catch it.

"We could as well have." Lars said, planting his forehead in the table. "We walked all the way to the other side before heading back."

"I didn't know you could do that." Sebastian said. "The mountain is too steep and rocky, right?"

"That's not true." Thor said, not at all out of breath, or seeming tired for that matter. "If you crawl over the boulders right next to the water you can get around the mountain instead of climbing it. You just have to find the right spot."

"Did you find any treasure?" Sebastian asked, looking excided. "Matt and Andre did." He pointed to the packed that I'd shown them. They'd debated what was in it but had patiently waited with opening it.

"No but we did find something, you won't believe." Lars said. "There..." Thor gave Lars and elbow in the side, cutting off what Lars was about to say. The cubby boy looked at Thor with confusion and then realization. "There... is... hot water coming out of the mountain." He said carefully.

"You've seen that too?" Jake said. Apparently, Jake hadn't noticed that little suspicious quarrel. I had a feeling Lars hadn't said everything he wanted to say.

"Exactly... wait you've seen hot springs?" Thor said, directed at Jake. He and Sebastian locked eyes for a moment. Both boys looked a little sheepish.

"Yea... there is a hot spring on the mountain, a big one." Sebastian said. "Did... we not tell you that?" He said slowly as if he'd forgotten something important.

"No!" Everyone around the table, and Martin who had not joined the conversation yet but was apparently listening, said in unison. "Is it just running down the mountain or is there pools?"

"There's one pool, but it's pretty big." Sebastian said. "It has drawings too."

"I want to see the place." Martin said Immediately, he'd come over leaving his food to simmer by itself. "Can you show me?"

Sebastian and Jake looked at each other. It was clear that neither of them had expected everyone to react so strongly.

"Sure." Jake said. A part of me wanted to point out Martins hypocrisy. We were supposed to show him all of the secret places, but he didn't have to show us his?

Dinner was lively this evening. Martin's pasta was not half bad, and everyone except Matt seemed to be in a good mood. Laughing, joking and speculations about what could be in the treasure pack that we hadn't opened yet. It was still standing in the middle of the table ready for someone to pull the ribbon that was tied around the leaves.

"Well, are we gonna open it?" Sebastian said, the first person who could no longer contain his impatience. Everyone else were done eating and Matt had collected all the plates. He still hadn't recovered his mood from his run in with Martin. When nobody seemed to have any interjections, he reached out and pulled the ribbon. Then he quickly realized that pulling it wasn't going to be enough and had to mess with the knot for a minute or two, before Lars lost his patience and handed the frustrated nude boy the sharp knife from his side of the table. The leaves opened like a flower, or more accurately like one of those eggs from the alien movies.

Most of the pack was dominated by a big cardboard box which explained why the pack had sounded like it had cardboard inside. I'd just assumed they'd used cardboard to stiffen the package but that wasn't the case it seemed. The side of the box had a dynamic colorful image of children in swimwear having a good time in what looked like an inflatable raft.

"Awesome!" Jacob exclaimed and grabbed the box to have a closer look, quickly followed by Jake and Sebastian who took to our new toy with glee. I looked through the rest of the pack. Matt didn't seem much interested but both Thor, Martin, and Lars the pack also had an assortment of different kinds of tea bags and a large bag of candy.

"Oh man, Martin remind me to thank the Island gods extra for this shit." Jacob said, already unpacking the inflatable toy raft. I noticed the wink he sent the Canadian boy when he rolled out the plastic toy. Matt swung his legs over the edge of the bench and dumped the plates into the washbowl with resolute irritation.

"This goes without saying." He started using his command voice and picked up the washbowl. "But I am going to say it anyway. You will not try to sail away from the island in that thing, and you will be responsible when you use it." Jacob looked a little overwhelmed by Matt's hostile tone.

"Duh." He said. "I don't plan on drowning at sea. Look there is even a safety tether." He held up a long metal peg that could be screwed into the sand, and a long piece of nylon string. Matt didn't respond but just wandered off to do the dishes.

"You want help with that?" I hollered after him, knowing the answer full well before he responded.

"No, thanks." He said, not in a too unfriendly tone. It wasn't me he was angry with.

"His loss." Jacob said, between his fierce exhalations into the nozzle of our new toy. I would always get dizzy when I tried to blow up that kind of inflatable toy, but we didn't have a pump, unless someone had brought one for their air mattress.

"How about we take our evening swim in a few minutes, when I'm done here?" He said, looking with a suspiciously sharp glance at Jake who caught his eyes. I could practically see his anxiety flare up in a second. Something was definitely afoot.

"Aren't we... supposed to wait an hour?" Jake asked feebly as if he'd rather not take part in whatever plan Jacob had set.

"That myth was debunked so many years ago." Jacob said. "You're stalling." He tilted his head forward in a manner like a detective caching a criminal red handed in a deception. Jake's face flushed bright red and scooted closer to Seb on the bench.

"Can... can we wait an hour anyway?" Jake asked almost pleadingly. Harvesting a measured glare from Jacob.

"Alright, one hour." He said. "But you aren't getting off the hook." Jake looked like he was up for an impossible math-test, rather than going for a swim. He and Seb scuttled off for a quick reapplication of sunscreen, not that Seb needed it much but Jake would.

"Alright, the evening dip is in one hour." Jacob said as if he didn't want anyone to miss it. Strange since there was literally no restriction on when we could bathe, as long as we didn't do it alone.

"Actually, we need Martin for something." Thor said, and poked the nude Canadian boy who had shuffled the deck of cards for a quick solitaire. We really didn't have much to amuse ourselves with after all.

"Something?" Martin said, skeptically in the middle of placing rows of cards.

"You guys really need to stop with the secrecy." I said. "Matt is gonna blow a fuse if you keep locking him out."

"That's why I'm saying it now, and not when he comes back from brooding." Thor said. "Seriously it's nothing."

"We need to wait till tomorrow." Lars said. "We shouldn't go out there when it's dark."

"It's not dark yet." Martin said.

"You must have noticed how quick it gets dark out here, and how dark it gets." Lars said. "Seriously it'll be pitch black in two hours.

"Then we should get going." Thor said.

"Not tonight." Jacob chimed in. "You're gonna miss our evening skinny dip."

"What is so important about bathing today?" I asked. Maybe I'd have a chance to get to the bottom of this, suspicious behavior.

"Nothing." Jacob said, with decent impression of someone with no ulterior motives. The only reason I didn't trust him was because of his reputation as a trickster, and his strange tit for tat with Jake not five minutes ago.

I decided to confront him about it a little later when he was relaxing in the newly inflated orange and blue beach toy and catching the rays from the much milder sinking sun. With his almost transparent skin tone it was a wonder he hadn't got any more than mild sunburn. I had to admit that his vigorous tanning sessions really were beginning to work, even if he weren't going to get tan lines to prove it.

I sat my bare ass down on the hot rubber boat causing the redhead to jump a little from the displaced air.

"You're not sitting in my sun, are you?" Jacob asked, grinning at me. I snorted and scooted over a little. "You should see if there is any tanning oil somewhere, it would do wonders for you." He continued, I shook my head, confused.

"I'm black, bro. I don't tan." I shot back.

"Nah I meant for ya' abs." He said, mimicking my accent. "There is just something about oiled up black guys." He winked at me. I had to admit I was a little taken aback. I'd seen Jacob be borderline flirty before, but I wasn't used to it being so overt or directed at me, even with the new experiences I'd gotten on this island. Still Jacob wasn't the first guy who'd tried that on me, and now that I was getting more comfortable with this side of my sexuality, I had no problem meeting Jacob's edgy teasing head on. Putting on a confident veneer I sleeked down onto one of the pontoons and propped my head on one arm, looking down at Jacob's slender naked body. He was genuinely good looking even if he wasn't a straight up dream boy. I even caught myself thinking that I wouldn't mind plowing his ass into next week, at least if I was sure Matt wouldn't mind. There was a hell of a difference between not being official and being free to play around the field. I'd learned that the hard way.

I lowered my face closer to his and said.

"We always have olive oil, if you wanna help me apply some." I said in the softest and most overly sensual baritone I could muster. We held eye contact for a moment, then both burst out laughing. The classic let's-see-how-far-we're-willing-to-go game was over. Jacob laid back down and closed his eyes against the evening sun. I took the opportunity to inspect his naked body while figuring the best way of approaching the subject I had in mind.

"What is it you've talked Jake into." I asked bluntly. I figured the head on approach was as good as any other at this point. Jacob opened one eye and looked up at me. He unapologetically eyed my uncovered manhood, which were hanging heavily against the lower of my thighs. His eyes made it tinkle and shrivel up a little bit.

"Nothing." He said. "He and I just agreed we'd get everyone to take the evening dip together that's all, it's been a while since we've all gone night-swimming."

"Yea, I'm not buying that." I said. "I've been through some rough shit with him, I can tell when he's being pushed to something he doesn't want to."

"It's not that bad." Jacob said. He gave in quickly, but still reluctantly. "I just want to help him be less shy, you know." I raised an eyebrow and made a sound prompting him to continue.

"We just had a talk, that's all. I posed him a challenge." He said.

"Jacob, I don't want you to push Jake into doing things." I said, trying to be a little stern. "He's been through enough."

"It's not a push, it's a nudge." Jacob said. "Trust me on this, that boy is not gonna evolve if he doesn't get nudged a little."

"He'll do fine. He doesn't need to have you make him feel uncomfortable." I said. I lowered my voice in a way that I hoped would make him turn the volume down a notch. I didn't want Jake or anyone else to hear us. Jacob caught on, but didn't relent.

"No that's exactly what he needs." He said hushed. "Jake has a problem which is not related to him being bullied on the other island. He is being bullied at home too, not by his school mates, not by his peers but by his family. Just like I was."

"Jake isn't you." I said. "I know you both have difficult families, but Jake can't deal with it the way you can."

"The hell he can't." Jacob said, with a lot more conviction than I thought he was capable of. "To deal with a family like that he's gonna need to learn confidence and get a sense that getting a spanking from his parents means he's probably doing something right." I was a little blown away by this. I knew Jacob had a difficult family of his own but this side of him I'd never seen.

"All I'm gonna do, at least for now, is pose a challenge. And then I'll challenge him further when he sees the first one is a piece of cake."

"And the first one is?" I asked.

"Can't tell you that." He stated matter-of-factly. "Doctor-patient confidentiality. I promised I wouldn't tell and doing so would ruin the exercise anyway."

I took in his words for a few seconds. He didn't look like I could pull anymore out of him, so I decided to drop the matter.

"Alright then, but if you go too far, I will kick your ass." I said. He gave me a nod. He understood. Damn he was a lot sexier than I'd thought. I retreated before my arousal would show any further.

The twilight was setting in when Jacob finally managed to get us all together and down to the water. He Sebastian and Jake took point, while I waited for Lars, Martin and Thor who'd been discussing something apparently very important at length ever since dinner. Matt had just grunted when I'd asked him to join, which I had taken as a maybe.

When I reached the water, I saw Sebastian nude as usual, standing in the water looking back at Jacob who had both hands on Jake's shoulders and his feet in the slushing water. Jakes cute little butt was visible under the rim of his t-shirt and was looking into Jacobs eyes as the older boy seemed to guide him though something.

"... let the others get into the water, then do it discreetly and come into the water. Nobody will notice." Was all I heard Jacob whisper to Jake. Then the redhead sent me a glance over Jakes shoulder that told me to act like I knew nothing. I decided to follow his silent command and tossed my towel in the sand, already completely naked and shouted.

"Last one in the water is gay!" then I ran into to water, deliberately tackling Jacob, picking the spindly boy off his feet and throwing us both into the water with a gleeful screech. I was followed in no short order by the other four behind me leaving only Jake hesitantly with his feet in the brim. We tumbled around for a bit splashed, tackled and threw each other on the water, while Jake was still standing plagued by a mysterious indecision, looking at us. Only when Jacob caught his eyes and gestured vehemently for Jake to join us did he move. I didn't want to look like I was on to them, so I grabbed Jacob from behind and lifted him again with the intent to toss him into the water. Unfortunately, his nude wet body kicked and twisted so much it was hard to get leverage, so I ended up pulling him backward with my arms around my chest. This also meant my flaccid cock got pressed against the redheads soft, smooth butt cheeks in a manner than send a shiver from my dick and all the way up my spine. Something I knew would result in a very imminent and very inevitable hard on. The initial panic about getting hard where others could see it, meant I dropped Jacob immediately who fell into the water with a splash. I only just managed to see Jake finally make a move, removing his t-shirt with a quick motion and running into the water as fast as he could, before I was tackled myself by Thor.

The water shenanigans kept up for another few minutes before we were all finally wrestled out and had all squatted in the water, chatting, joking and laughing. Sebastian's head had been the only thing I could see of him. He had Matt sitting behind him. Presumably his arms around him. A closeness between boys that would have been odd anywhere else but didn't even feel noteworthy on this island. I suspected Sebastian was in the process of talking him down from his irritation with Martin. Seb had a rapport with Matt I still didn't have yet. It didn't look like it was enough, because Matt soon took his leave. I still had a raging boner from when I'd touched Jacob, but kept it hidden under the water. Now that the sun was only a half-disk in the horizon spreading a flame of orange over the faceted water. Jacob had dragged the new inflated toy out into the water after dutifully attaching the mooring line to the peg. Jake and Jacob were using it as a floating armchair their feet in the water. Jake was shivering a little bit the heat was diminishing now and being wet and out of the water cooled you a bit of you weren't in the water. Jacob had one arm around the younger boy which probably weren't much warmth but more for stability. Thor, Lars and Martin were still discussing what they'd found. So far, I'd gathered that it involved a particularly impressive painting. I must admit I'd lost interest a little bit. The paintings were amazing and interesting sure enough, but there was a limit to how much it could keep my attention. I mean there were real life nude boys I could look at all around me. Besides if it was such a big secret, why bother.

Instead I spend some time listening to Sebastian describe the intricacies of one of his favorite roleplaying games, and in turn told him a little about the rules and finer points in basketball. When he finally mumbled something about returning to the camp and seeing if Matt was ok, I decided it might be time to settle down for the evening. By now the moon was starting to show and I'd noticed that the tribal body paint we'd made days ago was starting to glow again. It was not as bright as it had been last night but still very visible. It reminded me of a rave-themed party I had been at once.

Lazily I drifted towards the two in the rubber boat, who had in turn drifted as far down the beach as the tether would allow.

"... told you it wasn't so bad, literally nobody noticed." Jacob said sounding both excided and like a guy who had entered maximum chill mode. "You gotta admit that nude is better."

"I guess, I still feel so... naked." Jake replied. He sounded drained, even though he'd been sleeping all day.

"Trust me, in two days you'll feel weird wearing anything." Jacob said. "I've always felt stupid wearing clothes."

"But wearing clothes is normal." Jake said. "I still don't think I could do it with others... or with girls around." I could hear the shudder in his voice as he said it.

"I just think of them as dudes with inverted dicks." Jacob said. I didn't hear what else Jacob thought about girls before I got my head underwater and swam soundlessly under the beach toy and silently emerged on the other side, flicking the water out of my hair.

I noticed that Jake crossed his arms over his chest and failing bitterly to make it look convincing. His drawings were not luminous enough to hide what he'd kept secret, and I'd already seen him while we were playing around earlier. The massive scar and the healed burn on his chest had been very visible on his olive skin. It was no wonder the kid never went shirtless, now that I knew I couldn't really blame him. I decided not to mention it.

"Sorry, there's no more room" Jacob said, grinning down at me. I send him as smile back. He'd actually impressed me a little bit when his challenge to Jake had worked. He'd somehow gotten the shy Japanese boy to overcome a fear he had. Had he somehow gotten Jake to show him the scar? Whatever the two of them had bonded over, my guess was their dysfunctional religious families, had worked.

"That's alright, it's cold up there anyway." I said, winking at Jake who was shivering a little already.

"It's fine." Jake said, his teeth clattering just a tiny bit.

"I'm gonna go in, in a moment." I said. "I just wanted to say I'm glad you decided to take off your shirt. I know that took a lot out of you." Even in the dim light I could see Jake blush a bit. At least he tightened his lips in a way that suggested he was blushing.

"Thanks." He said. "I'll stay out here a little longer." He said.

"Then I'll see you at the fire." I said, and turned to swim/walk to shore, but Jake called me back."

"Andre, wait!" He said. I turned to see him with a pretty resolute face, something. A face I hadn't seen him make before. He'd made up his mind about something.

"I... I have something we have to talk about. Something important." He said. For a second, he and I held each other's gaze, before I shrugged and swam back to hear him out. Jacob looked back and forth between us. While I focused on Jake and whatever he was going to tell me. Jake turned his head to Jacob.

"I'll just..." he started and began wiggling, but Jacob put a hand on his shoulder.

"Nah I get it, private stuff." Jacob said and send me a smile, before wiggling out of the boat, leaving his seat to me.

"If you can think of a good challenge for me, come talk to me. Otherwise I'll find something a little more challenging in not too long." Jacob said.

"Thanks." Jake said. He looked almost excited at the prospect.

"Want some bonus points? Keep your shirt off till tomorrow." He said, and waved, before striding to shore.

"What's all that challenge stuff about." I asked, while trying to climb into the boat. It was hard because the water was chest-deep and the boat was slippery but I managed, by making a single powerful jump and using the string attached to the side to lob myself into the little pool of water they'd made in there. The result was that Jake fell backwards into the boat as well and was scuttling to sit up.

"It's nothing." Jake said shyly. "We were talking today, and he wanted to help me get over my anxieties by posing challenges." He said.

"So, kinda like a game?" I asked. "And you get to challenge him back?"

"I guess." Jake said. "Although Jacob is fearless, I'd never find something he'd be embarrassed to do."

"He doesn't have many boundaries." I agreed. "But you can find something."

He scuttled around a little, so we were both sitting at each end of the boat. My legs were too long to fit in there when he sat at the other end, so I propped them up on the inflated sides on each side and let them dangle into the water, while huddled together. The fact that my position meant I was basically sitting like I was in a gynecologist bench, displaying my cock like this to my younger friend didn't even feel weird anymore.

"So, what's up?" I asked. Something about Jakes facial expression made me a little nervous. He wasn't looking down and to the side like he'd normally do. Rather he was looking at me resolutely as if he was getting ready to say something important and uncomfortable.

"I... I need to tell you something. At first, we... we didn't want to tell you, but..."

"Tell me what? Who's we?" I asked, before realizing I'd cut him off and quickly shut my lips so he could talk.

"Sebastian and I." He said. I listened intently; I had no idea what he was talking about. "I just want to let you know, before I say anything that I don't mind. In fact, as long as you're happy I'm happy."

"What are you say..?" I said, feeling the blood drain from my face. An iron fist clamped around my gut as Jake's voice broke. The realization of his next words was paralyzing.

"Sebastian and I saw, what you and Matt were doing." He said.

"You saw...." My voice was like a mouse being squished with a hammer. I didn't even know I could make a sound like that. Jake didn't answer, too embarrassed or scared to say anything. My cheeks were burning, my heart was pumping. I had been through some rough shit with this guy in the week before, and now it was like a wall of awkwardness was building between us. I had to prevent that.

"Listen... I'm sorry you had to see that." I said. "You did the right thing..."

"I had to tell you. I couldn't walk around knowing. Looking you in the eye..." he said.

"I understand." I said, putting a hand on hia. I had to let him know I wasn't mad. "What I meant was, it was right of you to walk away when it happened and then tell me now." He squirmed a little bit, not entirely comfortable with the touch, which stung a little. I knew Jakes parents were conservative and that Jake might be very conflicted. Even if he himself was getting a lot more comfortable around the other boys, Sebastian especially.

"But you're not gay." He said. "You have had girlfriends before right. Lots of them."

"I have." I agreed. I almost added. `And I've done it with a few girls I wasn't dating.' But decided not to, it was not the right time to brag.

"It's a little complicated, man." I said, exhaling deeply and leaning back into the boat looking up on the starry sky. "The first time Matt and I fooled around; we were both drunk. We were alone and I asked a stupid question. Before I knew it, I was kissing him - it's so weird."

"So, it's more than once?" Jake asked, genuinely sounding surprised by the knowledge.

"Yea, a few times. Almost every day since we came here." I admitted. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you. I don't really think I understand it myself."

There were a few moments of silence between us. The awkwardness was fading in and out. Jake didn't seem judgmental as far as I could tell. Just shy but curious. Thinking back on my encounters with Matt made my dick throb, and I had to adjust my seat again. A boner right now would be unbearable.

"Is he your boyfriend?" He asked, curiously. Another question I didn't really want to answer.

"Nah." I said. "It's not like that, I think. We're just really close friends. It happens sometimes, you meet a friend that you can do stuff with. Not necessarily that kind of stuff."

"He would be a good boyfriend I think." Jake squealed quietly, as if he wasn't sure it was an ok thing to say.

"I'm glad you think so." I said. "I mean dating girls is... it's freaking complicated ya' know. What Matt and I have. Whatever it is, it's not complicated, ya' feel me?"

"So, you don't kiss, or hold hands? Like you do with girls?"

"It's... it's not like we don't do that." I said sheepishly.

"But you don't love him?"

"I..." I stopped. I couldn't bring myself to say that I didn't love Matt. Not that I did... but... I had to shake my head to wipe the confusing thought from my mind.

"Andre?" Jake asked after several minutes of silence. There was only a sliver of light left on the sky now, leaving his face in shade.

"How do you know if you are in love with someone?"

I took another 20 seconds before I could start to formulate an answer to that question. Like I was supposed to be the expert. I'd had multiple girlfriends but right now I didn't feel like I knew the first thing about being in love.

"It's... just something you know." I said, not knowing what else to say. I'd always just known. "Why do you ask?"

"Promise not to laugh?" Jake asked, he bit his lip in indecision.

"Of cause." It was obvious that what he was about to say was important and difficult.

"Because I've talked to both Jacob and Sebastian, mostly Sebastian." Jake began. "They've made me see that the things my parents have told me about the world, about God and about relationships are... well just wrong."

"Jake?" I started but he just continued.

"They told me that when I was old enough, I'd find one of the girls from the other people in our community that I would get married to, and then fall in love with. But it's the other way around."

"Jake?" I repeated. I noticed he'd edged a little closer and his talking had started to spiral.

"If it's just something you know, then I already know who I love." Jake said. "I love Sebastian, but I also love Jacob, I even love Matt... and I love you. I need to know how to do these things."

I felt my chest fill up with warm feelings that I weren't used to. It made me uneasy but also happy at the same time.

"Does Seb know how ya' feel?" I asked. I knew it wasn't a coincidence that he'd mentioned Sebastian first. Jake nodded.

"It started as Sylvis and Gorm." He said. I couldn't see him flustering, but it was clear from his tone of voice. "We played with each other in a hot spring up on the mountain."

He talked for a long while, how he and Sebastian had climbed the mountains as explorers of the wilderness. I didn't understand the stuff about kobolds and lightning bolts, or the difference between those two but the underlying stuff was clear enough. Sebastian had gotten under Jakes tough shell somehow and had slowly pried it open to find a beautiful young man in there.

"Did he touch you?" I asked, when Jake started having a hard time. It was still hard for him to articulate some of his thoughts about certain things. Jake nodded.

"Listen, Jake." I said, after taking some time to choose my words carefully. "What the two of you did, is perfectly normal. Jerking off with your bro is, not something most guys talk about, but it happens all the time. I gestured down between my spread legs and lifted up my dick which had hardened to a raging boner as we talked and was now pressing against my stomach, with the pink glands exposed. Jake watched as I presented my erection to him, as if he'd only now gotten permission to look at it. I let him satisfy his interest for a little bit, holding it up in the moonlight so he could see it. Then he looked at me with a goofy grin and spread his own legs which exposed his own significantly smaller erection. I didn't directly tell him he could touch it, but I sort of pushed it forward towards him as an invitation to explore. He didn't hesitate as I had expected but only scooted forward so his legs was squeezed between my body and the side of the boat. My cock gave a little jolt through my body when his soft fingers took a hold and squeezed ever so slightly, which in turn made my balls start prickling and shrivel. I was a little worried he'd become hesitant because the drop of pre-cum that was forming in the slit and would undoubtedly roll down my member at any time, but he didn't relent, he only rubbed the underside of the tip, where the frenulum connected to the head, which made me inhale sharply.

"Seb likes it when I rub him there." He whispered giggling. "You're so much bigger than any of us."

"Black genes shine through." I said cockily, but he looked at me confused as if he didn't know what I was talking about. I then remembered then he grew up in a conservative Christian community. He'd probably heard plenty of stereotypes about black men, but maybe not that one.

"Never mind that." I said, sheepishly. "Matt's actually bigger than me down there. I'm not actually that big, it's just cuz I'm a lil' older." I added in an attempt to be modest. Not that it wasn't true.

"How did it even fit..." Jake asked but trailed off. A little of his shyness returned when the subject returned to Matt and me having sex. He didn't let go of my cock, but he stopped actively caressing it

"Jee, you're really asking the wrong person here." I said sheepishly. "I don't think it's as easy as it looked, but Matt has a lot of practice fitting stuff up there. And you have to use some sort of lube. We used that slippery fruit juice that Jacob is so fond of. It's practically perfect for it.

"Does it hurt?"

"Again, Matt is the guy who knows about that stuff. But I Imagine it will, all though it didn't when Matt showed me..." I trailed off when I saw Jakes confused face.

"So here is the thing. Inside your butt there is a thing called the prostate." I said. I suddenly felt like I was back in health class, except nobody in any health class I'd ever heard off would tell boys about their prostate or the fact that it could be stimulated. And nobody would be touching your dick in the meantime. "If you rub against it with a ya' dick it feels real good for the guy ya' fucking." I said. "But putting ya' dick inside someone is gonna hurt and can be dangerous if ya' not being careful."

"But I..." Jake said. "The thing you and Matt did. It looked like you were... it looked so..."

"Like we could never have be closer connected with each other?" I finished his thought for him. It was exactly how I'd felt when I'd made love to Matt. Jake had instantly understood that part of what had been going on. He nodded.

"It's true enough, it is a very intense and intimate." I said. "I want you to experience that too but promise me you won't do anything too fast." I closed my hand around his hand, which was already closed around my penis.

"I need you to show me how to do it." He asked.

"Alright, but I need you to promise me that you won't try to do anal before you feel ready. And not before you and Seb have been properly prepared. No matter which one of you will... you know... take it."

"I promise." Jake whispered.

"Good." We send each other a reassuring smile. Then I felt him starting to move his hand away from my dick, and instead scoot closer with his body so our butts and balls were touching and our dicks were lined up next to each other, and both of us had our legs over each side of the boat.

"Yours really is a lot bigger than mine." He said whisperingly. We both started tugging our own penises in a measured pace. I simply leaned back and stared up at the stars while steadily masturbating feeling the balls of my friend rub against mine, and his warm skin wherever we had contact in this chaotic mess of naked flesh. Jake was the first to cum after a long period of silence. His smaller body tensed up and I heard him grunt and he released his seed. I took that as my cue to finish myself. I'd been going steadily up and down and could have cummed earlier if I'd wanted to, but this silent communal masturbation was so nice that I didn't want to ruin it. With a sigh I let my orgasm wash over me and felt rope after rope of runny wet cum spray all over me. The intimacy, the lingering and the anticipation had built up an enormous orgasm that had been begging to be released for a long time now.

That evening was the first night on the Island where I went to bed alone. After giving me a goodnight kiss on the cheek, Jake had joined Seb in the hammock where the two of them were sharing a blanket. I imagined they were wrapped tightly together, nude and swaddled like a shawarma wrap. I didn't know where Matt decided to sleep tonight but wherever it was, it wasn't in the tent he and I now shared. I hoped he would be in a better mood tomorrow.

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