Yes this is a gay erotic story, but only just. There isn't a heap of sex in this it is just a story of twenty eight young men marooned on an island and the love that grew between three pairs of them. It is complete in 6 parts all finished and edited so I will post one part every week until you have it all.
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SHIPWRECKED
Chapter 1
The Beginning
Day 1
The heavy cross swell caused the ship to roll despite the stabilisers. Ray Stevens still insisted that the teams gathered on the quarterdeck for exercise before the remainder of the passengers started to appear.
There were the usual good natured groans at the ungodly hour but these thirty, sixteen to eighteen year olds, were serious sportsmen and knew they must remain at the peak of condition for this tour. Besides, how many English boys of their age were lucky enough to spend their summer on a sports tour of South Pacific Islands?
Ray Stevens was the Swim Coach, with the group were the Rugby Coach and the Wrestling Coach getting a lie in on this day. The time was 0600 and for the next hour the boys were going to work out. At 0637 that plan changed dramatically as the ship ploughed into a semi-submerged reef tearing out its guts and causing it to sink in less than two minutes, literally it just drove into the depths at nearly twenty knots. As soon as Ray realised the ship was going down he made the boys grab lifejackets from the bin on the quarterdeck and get them on.
Most of the boys were caught in the suction as the ship went down and surfaced again gasping for breath. Within minutes the surface of the sea was as before, a heavy swell and the wind picking up to blow spume off the top of the waves. There were no apparent groups as Ray drifted to the tops of the swell intermittently. He saw the odd head bobbing up at the same time as him but not close enough to have direct contact. The wind and swell were drifting him towards a small island that he noticed when a particularly heavy swell lifted him higher than normal. As the morning wore on he saw more and more of the island, mainly low lying with one hill in the middle. He looked at his watch frequently realising that the morning was passing quickly. In the middle of the afternoon he touched bottom and waded ashore. Proof of his success with the life jackets came eight hours after abandoning ship when a bunch of exhausted boys gathered on a beach of the island that the swell had pushed them to. Ray checked and realised that twenty seven of the boys had made it. He looked out at the waters of the lagoon hoping to see the last of his charges swimming for the beach but nothing. Before he could start organising them Seb Corner, the rugby team Captain started issuing orders.
"Matt, take five guys of your choice and move along the beach that way," pointing to his left, "Zack you do the same in the opposite direction. Both of your teams spread out and look for anything useful that has been washed up on the shore or is already here. Do not go beyond the sweep of the bay. The rest of you spread out in a line and start walking up the beach about twenty yards apart and keep walking until we reach the dense trees behind the palms."
Seb was in the habit of being obeyed and all the others were in a semi state of shock so they did as they were told
"Marty you and me, and Mr. Stevens stay behind the front line covering about four guys each and take anything they find."
An hour later all gathered together again under the palms at the top of the beach and the results were not great.
Matt was the first to report, "Tucked into the cliff at the end of the beach we found signs of an old camp. The only things left were these old tools, very rusty as you can see and it doesn't look as though they have been used in years. There is a fresh water stream runs down by the camp but I guess we will have to go beyond the tide point to get the good water, too salty close to the beach."
He threw down an old saw, an axe, a machete and a couple of knives. The wooden handles on all five implements were rotted away.
"Well done Matt, well observed." Seb patted his team mate on the back.
The other team had nothing.
"There is quite a lot of timber washed up on the beach along most of its length Seb and some heavier stuff right at the end piled up in the rocks," was Zack's contribution.
"Ok, and we have found coconut trees," pointing above his head, "banana trees over there," pointing to a grove of trees looking like they needed some serious TLC. "And various fruit trees, no idea what they are or whether any of them are edible. Not much to go with. There is a lot of bamboo at the edge of the jungle and stuff growing from some trees that looks like rope, I think they are called lianas. We need to make some kind of shelter for ourselves for the night and get some food and water sorted."
Ray Stevens said nothing, he thought Seb was organising things better than he could, and now that they were out of the school environment he was beginning to feel subservient to this very dominant male. With only three years between them it was easy to let the massive rugby player and wrestler exert his dominance.
"Do any of you guys do carpentry at school?"
One of the swim team raised a hand, "I do Seb."
"Good, it's Peter isn't it, and you're a fifth former, correct?"
"Yeah, I'll be lower sixth next term."
"Ok Pete, can you make some handles for these tools?"
"Yeah, I guess."
"Good, get to it. Anybody else in Pete's class?"
Another of the swimmer's almost a twin of Peter in size and shape spoke up. "I am Seb."
"Ok Nick, help Pete. I suggest you get some sand onto a hard surface and use it to grind off as much of the rust as you can from each of the tools and then add some water and use it like carborundum paste to try to sharpen the knives and the axe."
The others were all impressed that Seb knew about carborundum paste.
"Marty, grab five guys again and go find food for us. Do not go more than about twenty feet into the jungle at this stage. Zack, Matt and Mr. Stevens can divide the remainder up between us and go look for material for shelters. Bamboo for frames, lianas to tie them together and banana and palm leaves to make a kind of thatch."
Seb was absolutely in his element, he thought this was a grand adventure.
By the time the sun started to leave long shadows as it sank towards the horizon Seb surveyed his domain. On the tropical grass underneath the coconut trees, and using some of those as the main support there were a selection of different size lean-tos with beds of palm leaves to make sleeping comfortable. There was a pile of coconuts and several hands of bananas plus a small number of other different coloured and shaped fruits.
"Ok guys. I want volunteers to try small amounts of all the odd fruits we have here to see if they make you ill. If you only take a single bite I reckon that even if they are poisonous they will only give you a tummy ache."
The tops of the coconuts were sliced off and the contents drunk. When they had a dozen of these Seb sent Zack with six other boys to go fill them with fresh water. By the time darkness had come they were all in their lean-tos ready for bed. Seb had one last piece of information for them before going to sleep.
"Tomorrow guys we are going to explore the island to find out how grim our situation is and then we'll plan our long term strategy. I suggest you remain fully clothed but put your trainers at the bottom of the lean-to. If your life jackets are dry use them, but don't lie on wet ones."
All of the boys were dressed identically, T-shirts, athletic shorts, jock straps or briefs and trainers with sports socks. Most had watches on, of which, as Seb found out the next day eleven had survived the sea water immersion. None had any useful equipment with them for this environment.
Day 2
Seb was very conscious of his new power and responsibility, in consequence he was up early and had jogged down to the stream for a fresh water bath. Salt water was sticky and he didn't want to spend an uncomfortable day. By the time others started to appear he was back and ordered them down to the stream as well.
With everyone fed and watered Seb sat them in a circle and outlined his plans for the day.
"Matt, Zack and Marty are going to take a team of five each and explore the island. I want you to take big guys and Matt, you take the machete and head inland. Try to get to the top of that hill," pointing through the trees at the only reasonable piece of high ground. "You should be able to give us the best idea of our surroundings. Zack, you and Marty take either direction along the beach. The time now is seven fifteen. Walk until eleven thirty, rest until twelve and then return. Take a coconut each and fill it with fresh water, if you come across anymore streams refill them. Take a little fruit as well, you'll get hungry. None of the stuff we ate last night has had any adverse effect so for variety you can take some of that as well. Try to remember anything of interest you see but don't wander off inland too much. The remainder of us will remain here and make a lot more thatched panels. I have had a look at the site of the old encampment by the stream and I think that is where we will try to build more substantial accommodation. Anybody got any questions?"
At this stage everything Seb said made sense so they all went along with it.
"Oh, and no one takes their shirt off, I don't want any sun burn. We will work on our sun tans at another time."
Everybody laughed
There were two of the lighter weight wrestlers and six swim team members left plus Ray and Seb.
"Ray, why don't you take two guys with you, go down to the old site and start clearing it up ready for us to start building our new homes. We'll work our way down to you as we build more panels for the houses."
The use of the master's first name was not lost on anyone and there were some very quizzical looks when the coach said nothing.
Seb was a slave driver and by lunch time when he called a halt his team carried a heap of panels with fruit arrayed on top, down to the new camp site with coils of liana hanging from them as well.
Ray and his team had cleared a good area using palm leaves to sweep the hard ground. It would make a clean and level hard base to build their houses. Seb thought about cooling and marked out a place for two houses that would catch the onshore breeze. After lunch they started driving corner posts using thick sharpened bamboo poles and rocks from the bottom of the low cliff as hammers. When Seb was satisfied with the depth of the poles the remainder of the boys started fixing roof panels over an arched frame of bamboo. Seb made sure that everything was tied down with plenty of the lianas because he knew the rains were heavy and brought strong winds with them. They had seen some of it in their previous ports of call on this tour.
By four when the high ground team returned there were two substantially finished palm huts capable of sleeping about ten boys each.
Matt's report was brief.
"I reckon the island is only about three miles wide by about twice that in length, maybe a bit more. We saw a few wild pigs but they were scared of us and ran off. There are a good few clearings full of fruit trees. I would guess that once upon a time the island was inhabited. We won't starve Seb but we are going to get pretty bored with the lack of variety of food."
"Ok, I want everybody to try to make two substantial mattresses of leaves, one for yourself and one for a member of the teams still out. We can sleep under the new house roofs tonight and finish the side panelling in the morning.
Soon after five the other two teams came in from the same direction and Zack reported.
"We met up half way round Seb and came home the scenic route together. Not much to report really. No sign of human habitation, lots of good lumber for building. Mostly close to us on this West side of the island, enough coconuts to sink a ship, or float one."
"Ok guys listen up. Unless the ship was being plotted by outside agencies the chances are we are going to be here for a long time. At least we need to plan for that just in case. I want everybody with a working watch to hand it over. We will pull the batteries on all but two so that as they stop we can use new ones. We should have accurate time then for a few years if we need it."
That comment brought some shocked expressions.
"Also, starting tomorrow we are going to exercise before breakfast. Ray will set up our programme to include swimming for all not just the swim team. We will exercise naked."
There were some oohs and ahs and a couple of the swimmers said "No way Jose."
"I'm not asking, I'm telling. The clothes we have will rot off our backs in no time here because we will be sweating in them all the time. When they fall off, your lily white skin will burn nicely. Before that happens you are all going to have great all over tans. To start with we will go naked for one hour per day. That period will be lengthened as each individual tans. We need to protect our clothes for when we definitely need them, same with your trainers. Go bare foot as much as you can."
Everything Seb said made sense but the swim team captain didn't like the way Seb was taking over as leader.
"What you have said makes sense Seb but I think we should have an elected council to make our decisions not let you automatically decide for us."
"I thought about that during the day Robbie. I am not advocating a democracy on this island. I am going to run this with a triumvirate of co-leaders. Matt, Zack and Marty. Reasoning, we are on an uninhabited island and we are going to be living in pretty primitive conditions. I am going to invoke the law of the jungle. The strongest will lead, the remainder will follow. The strongest will survive and the weak will die. I will do my best to keep you all alive until such time as we are rescued but unless any of you think you can take me I will lead. Matt, Zack, Marty, any argument?"
The other three wrestling giants all said "None Seb."
"Let's get down to specifics of organisation then. I think this should be the place we build our homes. As you can see we already have two partially built. Robbie, I think you should be camp boss with Peter and Nick as your side boys because they are practical guys. You need to think about drainage and sewage as a first priority. Then the location of more huts, I suggest a couple more for sleeping and a larger one as a communal hut. Tonight some of us will still sleep under the lean toos until we finish another hut."
The meeting went on for some time with Seb allocating jobs.
"Ray, I think you should be in charge of our health and therefore our food and drink as well as our exercise programme. Ok."
Ray nodded his agreement, he was quite overawed by this boy's leadership. Definitely an Alpha Male he thought.
By bed time that day once again everybody was wiped out so going to bed at seven o clock worried no one.
Day 3
At seven, twenty seven school boys were assembled for exercise stark naked, as was their instructor. Seb could see everyone coyly looking at everyone else and he thought this was a waste of time.
"Ok everyone, five minutes to have a thorough inspection of everyone else, let's get the nude thing out of the way now and we can concentrate on the task ahead."
He hefted his cock and balls in his hand and said, "Have a good look, if it gets hard anytime you can still have a good look. It will, probably frequently, I'm not going to try to hide it so have a good look anytime you like, now do the same with all your mates."
It was real easy for Seb to be swinging his around with pride, it was huge as was the ball sack below it. Jason, one of the swim team had one to match, almost, but it looked enormous on his small frame and got him a few oohs aahs and complimentary comments. Scoping out done everyone got down to serious exercise under the control of the coach.
With all of them naked it was almost ridiculously easy to see which team each boy was in. Ian and Alex were probably the two exceptions, they were the lightweight wrestlers but were built like the swimmers. Seb categorised in his own mind the cute ones, Ian and Alex plus most of the swim team but Peter, Nick and Jason particularly. The rugby boys and the remainder of the wrestlers were all big but to a man they were fit muscular young men carrying very little fat and Seb guessed that the little amount carried would soon disappear with the island diet.
When the exercise programme was finished Seb told Robbie to take his two plus two more and start working on toilets and bathing areas. The remainder were going to build another two huts.
"We have a load more bodies to work today so let's make the roof panels thicker to withstand more heavy rain. We can also start making nice thick mattresses for everyone today as well. Ray, you take two guys and see what you can gather for our meals and perhaps you can fashion plates, dishes and utensils out of stuff that is lying around on the beach or at the edge of the jungle. No one is to go into the jungle by themselves and no one goes in without clearing it with me first."
Breakfast, lunch and dinner that day was coconut, banana and what one of the boys thought was paw paw, or a near relative. Drink was fresh spring water or coconut water. The diet was going to get boring but it contained many of the necessary vitamins, protein, carbohydrates etc. that the boys needed so no one should get ill because of it.
By sunset this third day the boys achievements would have earned them a pat on the back from any survival expert
Robbie's boys had dug cesspits, made seats for the guys to sit on when they made bowel movements, placed bowls of water made from coconuts for them to rinse their hands after using banana leaves to wipe their bottoms. His team had also built a sun deck next to the river so that the boys could lay down and dry off after bathing. All a little primitive because althouugh they had loads of useful timber they had little available accesories to put it all together
Ray's crew had amassed a good supply of coconuts which had been fashioned into eating and drinking bowls for when they hopefully had a more interesting diet.
The remainder had built two more living huts and made mattresses for everyone. Seb and his three co-rulers took a hut each to make sure everything ran to their method.
Seb congratulated everyone on their hard work when they were all together just before sunset.
"Tomorrow guys after breakfast I want us to gather up any substantial timber we can find and then we'll decide the size of our communal hut when we know what material we have. This one we can take our time over and make as solid as possible. It might be a good idea to raise it off the floor as well. No flooding when it rains and less chance of creepy crawlies invading it. Also Peter, could you use some wood to make a small chest on raised legs for me to keep the spare watches and batteries in. I think we should keep the important tools in there as well. We don't want to lose any of our meagre supply."
Days 4, 5, 6 and 7
The camp improved in leaps and bounds during their first week so that their celebration of one week as castaways was one of high spirits.
All of the boys were now also sporting the beginnings of all over tans.
Day 8
Seb as always was first up and noticed the heavy cloud and increasing wind. When the others were up he gathered them around him.
" I want you to gather loads of the biggest thickest palm and banana leaves that you can find this morning and Marty I want you to take ten guys and bring back some fairly hefty stones and rocks. Robbie, we are going to move all the life jackets in to the main hut and lay them on thick beds of palm leaves. All our clothes are going on top of those and the chest as well. Banana leaves on top of those and they will be held down by the rocks and stones. I think we are going to have some serious rain and wind today. When it comes all go to your sleeping hut, if they don't hold up to the weather make a run for the common hut which I am sure will take it."
By lunch time the camp was as ready as it could be and the rain and heavy wind hit them mid afternoon. I guess the severity of the storm would rate one stage under terrifying if the boys were honest. They all cowered in the huts as it raged around them and before the end all of them had made a run for the main hut where the closeness of all of them lowered the terror factor. They slept on the banana leaves in between the rocks as the storm raged throughout the night. On top of the wind and the rain they could all hear the waves crashing on the beach.
Day 9
The boys all tumbled out of the communal hut together to be greeted by a scene of desolation. Trees had fallen, all of the sleeping huts had side panels missing, but Seb was pleased to see all the roofs intact. The area was a sea of mud just beginning to steam as the sun started to dry it out. The boys' beds were all saturated and would be thrown away and replaced but the main hut was bone dry, clothes, lifejackets, the contents of the chest, all intact.
"We've done well guys. Exercise first, bathe, breakfast and then new panels for the sleep huts, secured with more lianas this time and new sleeping mattresses."
They trotted out onto the beach and stopped, looking in shock. The whole beach was littered with boxes and crates, some were complete others broken open. The amount of gear lying around was almost stupefying.
Once some of it had been inspected Ray came up with the explanation.
"I think the storm caused the ship to break up and these are the stores that would have been delivered to the islands along our route."
The boys were almost ecstatic by lunch time when the stores had been brought up to the camp and catalogued, properly catalogued because one of the crates had been full of stationery. There were tinned foods and packet foods, two huge boxes of toilet paper which the boys almost worshipped. Tools, hardware, the list was almost endless. They would live in relative luxury for a while. There was paper and matches, even crockery and cutlery, kitchen equipment, amazing. Twenty eight very happy young men sat down to coconuts and bananas that lunch time knowing the diet would change the next meal. Peter and Nick were soon the busiest pair in the camp making rudimentary furniture from the wood in the packing cases
The rugby players became lumberjacks cutting up the fallen trees to make seats for the boys round the centre of their camp and also as bases for the table tops Peter and Nick were making. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The camp was an incredible hive of activity for the next few days as all the new equipment was assimilated into their lives and a new stores hut was built, tucked into the base of the low cliff and raised off the ground, the safest location on the island as far as they were all concerned. It wasn't until they had finished that Seb announced they would have a complete day off the next day.
"Also, you can wear clothes tomorrow if you want to."
The penny dropped then and they all laughed as they realised they had not even thought about putting on any clothes after the storm.
Life suddenly became carefree for these young men with lots of free time and for Seb that meant trouble. He now had time to watch Peter and Nick as they worked on the furniture and Ian and Alex as they wrestled on the grass by the camp and Jason as he helped Ray who turned out to be a more than adequate chef.
Five seriously cute guys that he wanted to play with. Yes the biggest, probably the strongest and certainly the most macho jock in the school was gay. He wanted to slide his cock into any of those five boys. He wanted to suck their cocks and have them do the same for him. Seb also had one more kink, he wanted to spank or cane any of the boys. He wasn't particularly sadistic but a little cp turned him on. Now he just had to figure a way to do this.
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Things get hotter in Part 2