Date: Thu, 19 Jun 2008 22:24:35 -0700 (PDT)
From: Pear III David <drakanian32@yahoo.ca>
Subject: Crash Survivor Chapter 11

CRASH SURVIVOR

By Drake

General Disclaimer and copyrights:
This is just a fantasy work of fiction.  Any resemblance to persons or
places is a coincidence.
If you aren't old enough to read this in your country, don't read.
If it's a criminal offence to read this in your country, don't read.
If male to male relationships and sexuality offend you, don't read.
If you think the story will be lame and boring, don't read it either.
All rights reserved.

NOTE:

Hi folks!  I know I left you on the edge when I concluded the last chapter.
So there it is, a new chapter where shit really hits the fan!

I hope you'll enjoy it!

Cheers,

Drake


From last chapter:


Inside the workshop, I picked up Wil's backpack, pulled out a coconut, put
an axe in the bench vice and with careful aim, struck the coconut to the
blade and it opened in one shot.  I did the same to another one.

"Dad...."  Matt said.

"Not a word young man," I said firmly, then I filled the coconuts with a
variety of fruit and other nuts.  I handed two of them to Matt and ordered,
"You will hand one of yours to Jake."

I followed Matt out of the workshop and watched for any reaction between
him and Jake.  Without looking up, Jake accepted the coconut without a
word.  I handed one to Wil.

Wil said, "Thank you.  Dad, I...."

I interrupted him with, "Shut up and eat!"  Although I wasn't angry, I knew
I was going to have to let my thoughts be known to the boys.

The boys were hungry and ate ravenously.  Little did they know - the shit
was going to hit the fan when they had finished their lunch.

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Chapter 11

Once the boys and I had finished munching the last of our coconut halves, I
stood up.

"Alright," I said firmly staring at the slumped figures of each one of them
individually.  "If you're going to act like spoiled brats, that's the way
I'm going to have to treat you."  I looked for a reaction, but the three of
them just stared at the ground.  I remained silent as I slowly shook my
head from side to side for ten seconds.  "Look at me when I'm talking to
you.  I want you to remember the bravery you showed when that plane crashed
and now I'm asking you to have at least enough guts to look me in the eye."
With that they raised their heads and looked at me.  Wil took a deep breath
and straightened his shoulders, but his face was somber.  Matt's eyes were
glassy; Jake's were full of dread.

"I'm really disappointed boys.  Until today, I've never had a talk like
this with you guys.  I always thought you were responsible and old enough
so I assumed it wouldn't harm if I'd gave you some slack...  Now you've
just proved that I was wrong."  Jake started to cry.  "I don't want to talk
about what happened in the generator room.  One day or another, something
like that was sure to happen, whoever it was, wherever you were."  I still
said on the same tone of authority.

"I'm not going to blame anyone, but I think there's a person here with a
broken heart."  I said looking at Jake.  "Someone who was truly committed
to his lover, and his lover just cheated..."  Sensing that Matt was about
to say something, I cut him off.  "I know in the past you agreed with Wil
to have some sex play all together," I said looking at Jake and Matt.  "But
it meant that both of you had to consent to it and let the other one be
included, at least in the decision.  What happened was none of that, and it
wasn't some kind of play, it looked more like passion or lust without any
consideration for the third person."

"But dad, it was just a happy kiss..." Matt began to say.

"Shut up Matt!" I said firmly.

Jake quickly reacted pointing to Wil.  "A happy kiss?  Your tongue was
swirling all around in his mouth and..."

"I - FUCKIN' - SAID - SHUT UP!"  I yelled over Jake's voice.  He began to
quietly cry.  His emotions were in no shape for my tirade.

However, I was becoming really angry as I was about to lose my temper.  The
boys were frightened; they'd never seen me like that.  I don't know why I
over reacted, maybe it was because they had disappointed me.  Normally,
they were mature and really amazing, but now, they looked a lot younger
that they really were.

I took the time to catch my breath; it left me some time to sort out
everything I had in mind.

"Okay...  Now, some new rules, since you can't work without them..." I said
almost sarcastically.  I looked for some reactions but no, the boys were
still looking at me with sad eyes.  "Starting from now on, I won't allow
any kisses, sex play or any suggestion of that kind of talk.  Am I clear?"
I asked.

The only response I got was a nod from their heads.

"I also want you to always wear clothes and to sleep on separate sheets
until I say otherwise..."

"But we'll freeze dad!" Wil said.

"That's the price to pay for YOUR error, not mine!  You won't die from it."
I replied sharply. "And I think you understand why I want you to be in
separate beds."  I added.

"And the last thing, Matt, Wil, I want both of you to apologize to Jake.  I
think he deserves it.  That little demonstration of your emotions wasn't
really smart guys.  I know you didn't give a shit about what Jake might
think or feel."  I said firmly.

"I don't want to hear them dad...  I don't want to talk them..." Jake said
angrily.

"That's ok Jakey...  I know you're upset and you're reaction is
understandable, but I want you to make the effort to think about it.  Can
you do at least that much?"  I asked with a quieter voice.

"I'll try...  but not now, I'm so pissed off.  Right now, I don't wanna see
or hear them for the rest of my life."  Jake replied.

With that answer, Matt began to bawl.  Wil was about to go to soothe him,
but I gave him 'The Look' so he retreated to his chair and sat down.

"Now, I don't want to hear anything that will put more fuel on this
fire... Matt, go get the first aid kit and bring it to me, then I want you
to gather the remnants of food and to dispose it properly.... right now!  I
demanded.

I picked up my chair and moved it over in front of Wil.  I gestured for Wil
to raise his sore foot up onto my lap.  I carefully removed his shoe to
examine any new damage to his toe.  His face was one of fear.  I unwound
the palm frond that I'd carefully applied and noticed that there was some
swelling in the toe.  I wasn't sure if it was because I'd wound the frond
too tight or if the swelling was from the injury and the steady exertion
during the past few hours. Matt returned with the first aid kit and then
picked up the empty cocoanut shells and placed them in the center of our
burn pile, then returned to his chair looking very dejected.

I pointed my finger right at Wil.  "You're to stay off this foot as much as
possible for the next day.  No more mattress hauling for you."  Then I
carefully wound a proper bandage around the toes as I had with the fronds,
making sure I wasn't cutting off the circulation to his toes.  Carefully I
put his shoe back on.  Wil winced and gave out a few small yelps as I went
through the procedure.  When I stood up, I left his foot resting on the
seat of my chair.  "I want you to keep this shoe on overnight and we'll see
how it looks in the morning.  OK?"

"OK Dad," Wil replied nodding his head.

I started pacing between the three of them.  The boys were still sat on
their respective chairs, looking at the ground.  I stopped in front of Wil.
"Tell me Wil," I asked, "What did you accomplish so far today?"

After taking a deep breath and sighing, he lifted his head and said, "I
went out with Jake and we got some fruit and nuts and I fucked that up by
bustin' my toe.... then I helped you and Matt get the generator goin' and
I...." he started sobbing, "fucked.... that.... up too."  'Good,' I
thought, 'he's showing his regret.'  I let his quiet sobbing continue.

I stood in front of Jake.  "Tell me Jake, what did you accomplish today?"

"I helped Wil get some fruit and nuts this morning a...." he too started
sobbing, "an.... and.... I got the showers an.... and the sinks an... and
the toilets working.  Then I ran away and fucked up my leg again."

"Well Matt..." I stared directly at him.  "Tell us.... what did you
accomplish so far today?"

"I helped to rescue Wil this morning.... I got the magneto from the
hanger..... I.... I got the generator running...."  he said dejectedly.

"ALL BY YOURSELF!"  I exclaimed.

"N... n... no," he stuttered.  "You and Wil helped a lot.  I couldn't have
done it by myself."

"Hmmm," I pondered.  "Matt, you've been with me almost all day
long.... what did I accomplish today?"

"You rescued Wil and fixed his toe.... twice.  You helped get the generator
going... you.... you.... chased after Jake and saved his life and stopped
the bleeding from his leg."

"Close enough," I said.  "Not exactly what I wanted to get done
today.... and DO YOU KNOW WHY?"  I shouted in his face.

"C.... cause of what Wil and I did in the generator room."  Matt was
starting to cry again.

"More than that.... Because of the experiences I thought we were going to
have on this island, we were going to be lifetime friends after we survived
this ordeal of being stranded here.  But that all changed in with one
thoughtless act.  I'm ashamed!  Jake..."  I stood in front of him, "....I'm
ashamed that you didn't stand up for your rights and confront the two of
them or at least, walk over to Wil and kick his sore foot and told him
'hands off.'  Instead, you run off like a stupid spoiled brat.  More than
that though... I'm ashamed that you haven't forgiveness in your soul for
these two.  Matt... Wil... shame on you!  With the shame that I feel
because of you three, I should be the one that leaves you on your
own.... don't you see.... none of us need this shit!  BUT.... I'm going to
stay for one reason.... I love each one of you.  I've said it before and
I'll say it again.... we NEED each other if we're going to survive.  Then
after all is said and done, I'm proud of your accomplishments today and you
should be too.  "

"We love you too," Jake said very quietly.

"Now here's the problem children."  I said with some sarcasm in my voice
pretending to ignore Jake's comment.  "Now that you, Jake, and you, Wil,
are out of commission with your injuries, it's up to Matt and I to do all
the hauling and trips into the forest to get more food.  So even though
it's you two that have injuries, it's Matt and I that have to suffer with
you because of a selfish act.  You two won't get to enjoy the pride that
Matt and I will have after we've completed today's chores.  Take this time
to think about forgiveness.... both of you."

I went over to Jake and examined his leg again.  Luckily, the bandages had
stayed clean and there was no additional bleeding.

"Come on Matt, we'd better get busy and get the rest of the mattresses out
of the barracks and onto the air field before we get dinner ready."

As we left our fire area, Matt and I both heard some sobs coming from the
two of them.  There were still ten old mattresses in the barracks room that
we had to drag out.  The blankets were already piled into the fire area.
Once that was done, I started making the letter 'P' about ten feet from out
fire spot.  While I was doing that, Matt started dragging the mattresses
that would be needed for the letter 'L' closer to the appropriate spot.  We
continued like that until we had the word 'HELP' spelled across forty feet
of the runway length.

"At the far end of the letter 'H' I suggested to Matt, "Let's get up in the
control tower and see how it looks, but don't say anything to the other two
for now.  They need to stew in their thoughts for a while longer."  Matt
didn't say anything as we headed for the control tower to view our
accomplishment.  Well it did look good although we had no idea how it might
look if we were up in an airplane.

"Next," I said firmly, "we're off to the barracks."  Without a word, Matt
followed me into the barracks.  I took one of the tables and put it on the
one side of the room and the other one to the other side.

I picked up the backpacks from the workshop as we left the building.  Once
we were outside, I spoke loud enough for Wil and Jake to hear.  "OK Matt,
we're off to the forest trail and see what we can get for fruit and nuts
for tomorrow morning and supper tonight."  I knew I was rubbing salt on
their wounds of guilt, but I wanted them to know the danger there was in
not acting rationally because of one mistake.

Although they were both injured, I had to leave Jake and Wil alone on their
own at the base.  I was apprehensive about leaving them together because I
wasn't sure what they might do.  With the major crisis we'd today, I'
didn't want them to commit another mistake.  So, before leaving, I told
them to remain quiet on their seats and to wait for us.  I was sure they'd
follow my advice as I said it in my most threatening voice.

Then we left the base and for the next hour, Matt and I gathered two
knapsacks full of fruit and nuts together with four coconuts that we each
carried back to the workshop.  Matt didn't say anything to me, but just
followed orders as I gave them.  I could tell he was sorry and he was
thinking, but what, I didn't know.

As we were walking by, we walked into the latrine building.  I checked all
the taps with a smile.  I was very proud of Jake's accomplishment and the
fact that everything was neat and clean when he finished was a bonus.
"Tomorrow, we can at least have a shower," I said to Matt, "thanks to Jake.
Actually, I'm very proud of him."

As we approached the barracks building, I saw that both boys were sporting
bruises on their face.  They were still sitting on their chairs as if
nothing was wrong.

"May I ask what happened here while we were gone?"  I asked sharply.

"I felt on my face as I tried to stand up on the wrong foot," Wil shyly
said, looking at the ground.

"And I assume you fell off the same way just after him?"  I asked Jake,
pointing to his face.

"Wil wanted to go pee, and I just tried to help, but when he fell down, his
right shoe kicked my face accidentally," he tried to explain.

"Boys, you're so miserable when it comes to lying.  Not one hour ago, Jake
you didn't wanted to have anything to do with Wil, and now, you were ready
to help him?  Yeah right!"  I said sarcastically.  "And considering the
bruises you both have on your faces, I assume that you weren't satisfied
completely the first time you fell off to the ground, so you tried several
times until it was perfect?"

I put my backpack down on the ground and took a good look to the boys.  No
cuts or bleeding, but there was a few discoloured spots on their faces.

"I hope it served well..." I said heading for the barrack entrance, but I
stopped on my way and added "...but I don't want no more of this.  I don't
want to know who started this ruckus and I don't want to know what it was
all about but, from now on, I want you guys to try to talk with your mouth
instead of your fists and try to think with your head instead of your
muscles."  Then I resumed my walk to the barrack, Matt still keeping pace
behind me.

"Do you think they were fi..."

I cut Matt short.  "I don't want us to talk about that.  That's none of our
business.  I just think they learned from their own lesson."  I said with a
confident smile.

As I walked in, I was still deep in thought.  Why had they both lied to me?
It was obvious that they'd been fighting.  If they'd agreed to make up that
'falling off on the ground' story, it would say that they were at least
able to talk to each other in the end.  I'm not someone who promotes
violence, but in this particular case, I think that it helped both of them
to relief some pressure and allow them to have a serious talk.  As I
rethought it, the more I realized their disagreements were inevitable.  But
in reality, I just hoped that it served a better purpose.

Matt and I took some plates and some bakelite glasses for fresh water from
the tap, then we went back outside toward 'Rocky and Apollo'.

I saw that Henry had returned and was perched on the back of my chair that
Wil had his foot resting on.  Every few moments, he'd let out a squawk and
say, "Wil's a good boy!"

"Not anymore," I heard Wil reply sadly, but I ignored the comment and went
back directly into the workshop.  I sent Matt to the latrine to get each
one of us a full glass of water.  I prepared the same items as I had for
lunch and we went through the same routine of silence while we ate.  Henry
moved over to Wil's shoulder as he fed him some of his nuts.  Wil continued
to rest his foot on my lap as we ate.  As each of us finished our coconuts,
Matt gathered them up and threw them on the burn pile.

"Even though it's early," I began interrupting the silence, "and since it
seems that we won't have to do anything special this evening, I want you to
do your evening washroom duties then hop in your own beds.  I'll give you
five minutes.  I think there's some kids here who have to do a little bit
of thinking while they're sleeping.  Maybe in the morning, they'll wake up
as young adults."

"Wh.... Wh... Where are we gonna sleep, dad?"  Matt asked.

"You and Wil each take one of the kitchen tables and sleep on it.  Just
keep your clothes on so you won't get cold.  It's going to be reasonably
warm tonight."  I replied.

"Mmm dad, where I go?  There's only two tables." Jake asked shyly.

"You can sleep with me on the mattresses."  I replied.

"That's not fair, he gets a better bed than u..."

I cut Wil off.  "DO I have to remind you who started this? "  I said
angrily.  "NOW, into bed, I'm so pissed off with your whining.  I don't
want to hear anything more 'til tomorrow!"

The boys got up quickly like something had stung their asses.  I watched as
they went quietly, one after the other to the latrine to do their
absolutions before going to their assigned beds.

"Da.....  dad, may I give you a goodnight kiss?"  Matt asked shyly before
they entered the barracks building.

"Sure son.  C'mere..."  I said him.

Each boy took their turn to give me their goodnight kisses then they all
went into the barracks in silence to arrange their bed.  As they went, I
tried to run through all the events of today in my mind.  Had I been too
hard on them?  Probably they were kinda shook up because of what I said and
how I'd said it, but their kisses proved that they still loved me and that
I was right.  Was I right not to chastise Jake and Wil for their fight?

I sat there and wondered if in the morning Jake would find forgiveness for
the other two.  I hoped that something had been worked out between him and
Wil while we were gone.  But I didn't need to pry to know what it was, I
just needed to know that they could still get along together.  Anyway, if
Jake did forgive Wil, THAT would make me very proud of him and I knew it
would be good therapy for him.  I had to ponder what I would've done in
Jake's case.  As I'd told him, I'd have been angry and confronted the two
of them - even physically.  Maybe that's what he finally did, fighting with
Wil.  Let them feel the hurt and get the matter settled right away.  But
then I thought - well Jake was a delicate kid and probably needed some
coaxing and quiet guidance.  I knew I couldn't let his present dislike of
Matt and Wil to fester and become a hatred he couldn't get away from.

I wondered too, if by forgiving Matt and Wil too soon, they would lose
respect for Jake.  That would be a catastrophe in itself.  I thought if Wil
and Matt DID ask him for his forgiveness, he would have to be ready to give
it, but at the same time it should be conditional so that Matt and Wil
never did this to him again.

Somehow, someway, I had to convince Wil to be the big brother to Jake and
Matt, not their lover.  I knew Matt had more technical skills than any of
us, but I also felt that Wil had the analytical and emotional maturity to
keep their relationships separated.  His sudden change, being more open
than he was before proved it.  I knew it would be difficult to lead a
solitary sexually life, just as difficult as it was for me, but until
today's incident, he'd shown me that he could deal with the idea of being
the odd man out.

Then the word respect wondered into my head.  Yes, I respected these boys
and I respected the relationship between Jake and Matt.  Also I respected
Wil's youth and knew that any sexual relationship could never develop
between us in order for his maturity to develop unhampered by my
interference.  Maybe that would change someday if we ever got back to
civilization, but I doubted it.

The best way I knew of controlling these boys' sexual puberty was to keep
them interested in other things and make them keep trying to solve new
problems to make us more comfortable as we continued to survive on this
island.

Enough stress for today.  With this muddle of thought surging through my
head, I went for a walk into the barracks building toward the generator
room.  There was still enough light coming from the setting sun so I could
see.  The boys had been sleeping for almost an hour already, and I really
needed some time and space to come to terms with our future together.

Pushing those thoughts aside, I found a small stool and placed it in front
of the electrical panel.  I wanted to sit there in front of it and have a
look at everything that could be powered in the base.  I was looking at
that bunch of unknown technical things for maybe half an hour when I felt
that someone else was in the room with me.  I took a quick glimpse at the
door to the barracks room.

"Hmm...  Hi dad..."  Matt whispered quietly.

"Hi Matty" I replied.

"May I come in?  I can't really sleep..." he said shyly.

"Hmm hmm, come on in..." I said calmly.

"Are you still mad at me?"  He asked.

"I'm not mad son...  I'm just disappointed about your and Wil's behaviour,
that's all."

"I'm so sorry dad.  I...  I..."

Then Matt started crying.

"C'mere you..." I said smoothly as I pulled him to me and let him rest on
my knee between my legs.

"I... I... I'm so sorry.  I never wanted that to happen."  Matt said, still
crying on my shoulder.

"You're sure?"  I asked.

"Yeah!  Even if you don't think so, I really don't know how it happened
that I started kissing Wil with my tongue..." he said.

"At first, was it was just a friendly kiss?"  I asked him, trying to help
him to figure out what happened.

"Yeah, that's what I thought at first.... like, we do it everyday, so I
never thought anything bad about it.  To me, it was just our usual harmless
brotherly kinda kiss."  Matt said.

"Then..."

"Then, neither of us broke the kiss, and Wil started to do it with
more.... ya know... more tongue.  At first I was shocked and I was afraid
we'd get caught, but..."

"But?"

"But I kinda just told myself, a little bit more won't harm, no one will
see it.  It was just between Wil and me.  Anyway, you were in the room, so
I thought everything was okay.  I was just curious about what it would feel
like kissing Wil.  Then it was so good, like sparks going through my whole
body and I thought I never wanted it to come to end.  It wasn't until Jake
came in and both of you saw us at it."

"And....?"

"And what?  I was sure Jake wouldn't say anything since you were in the
room too.  But he knows me too well.  I think he saw what I was feeling."
Matt said.

"What do you mean?"  I asked.

"You know.... a while back, Jake and I talked about having sex with Wil.
We agreed about doing it with him and we even talked about that idea with
you.  We really wanted to try it with Wil."

"Yeah, I remember!"  I chuckled.

"So, we talked about it and there's only one thing we wouldn't do with
him."

"Like what?"  I asked.

"Jake and I agreed that we could have sex together with him, but we
wouldn't make love with him.  Do you understand the difference?" he asked
me.

"Yeah, I understand your point."

"So, when Jake saw us kissing like that, he knew we weren't doing it just
for fun, I guess he saw some passion and that I was alone with Wil, which
was something we wouldn't do.... like go behind each other's back.  It's
just that it was too easy for me to do it at the time.  I know it's
cheating, but, I really love Wil, ya know.... as a friend, or as a brother.
I know he's alone so that's another reason I continued to kiss him back
when he started.... I wanted to share my feelings of love with him, even if
I knew it was wrong.  Then in the end, it was pure lust, I guess and it was
too late.  My brain had shut down and I guess my dick was doin' my thinkin'
for me."  Matt explained sorrowfully.

"Weellll...  now you know what happens when you let your dick do your
thinking for ya?"

"Yeah..." He said shyly. "But it wasn't on purpose dad.  I didn't want to
cheat on Jake, or start kissin' Wil like that.  I guess I just started
getting' horny."

"Ok, so now you understand why I want you guys to stay separated until I
say so?"

"Yeah, that's sad, but I understand.  I know it's my fault.  It's not
Wil's, just mine.  I know that he wanted to do sex stuff with us, but I
should have broken the kiss before it got so serious."  Matt said.

"So, we'll have to keep our present arrangement until everything is solved
between you and Jake."

"M'kay dad.  Who am I to complain?"

"Yeah, that's what I thought too!"  I chuckled.

"I love you dad, you're really the best one when it comes to understanding
us." Matt added with a tear forming in his eye.

"I love you too son.  Just promise that you won't nag on Jake.  Let him
accept what happened, then go little by little to gain his love again.  You
have a lot to do.  Don't ignore him, but give him some space, and when you
see that his mood is getting better, give him some small attention, take
care of him, bring him some flowers, food, water...  I know that's dumb,
but it'll prove that you still love him."

" 'Kay dad..."

"And try to not be too close to Wil, without avoiding him too."  I told
him.

"I'm sure I can do that.  I promise!"  Matt said cheerfully.

"Now, I think we have some sleep to catch up.  It's getting late.
Tomorrow, I want us to get the generator going again and see what we can do
with it."

"M'kay...  Are you comin'?"  Matt asked as he climbed off my lap.

"Yes son, I'm right behind you..."  I replied.

We went back in the barracks sleeping quarters and Matt climbed onto his
table and shut his eyes.  Wil was gently snoring at the other side of the
room.  I went over to the mattresses where Jake lay on his side, huddled in
a fetal position.  I slid in behind him and pulled him to me.  He moaned
slightly.

"Goodnight Jake," I whispered in his ear.

"I love you Dad," he whispered back.

"Jakey, try.... try very hard not to hate them.  Matt loves you more than
anyone in the whole world.  He always will, and Wil is the best big brother
you and Matt will ever have."

"I'll..... try," were his last words as he drifted off to sleep with a
light snore.

I hoped that his dreams would be happy ones.  Tomorrow I so wanted to have
a long talk with Wil about how to become a big brother.

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To be continued...

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Many thanks for reading this little story.  If you wish, I'd appreciate
your feedback.  Just send me an email and put Crash Survivor in the subject
line so I won't think it's spam and delete your message.  As usual, I'd
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Cheers,
Drake
drakanian32@yahoo.ca