Date: Fri, 26 Oct 2007 02:07:20 -0700 (PDT)
From: Pear III David <drakanian32@yahoo.ca>
Subject: Crash Survivor Chapter 6

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 to everyone!  Sorry for the delay as I explained in my earlier post.
This is the long awaited chapter 6!

For those who wonder, I had a great wild camping trip this summer.  It was
fun as hell, despite it was raining everyday!  Hi hope you'll like the next
chapter as I had a lot of fun to write it.

Drake


From last chapter:

Once Jake was feeling a bit better with some food in him, I went and
gathered some more wood to stoke the fire for the night.  I wasn't sure
what nocturnal wildlife might be lurking on this island, but I couldn't
take any chances.

We all climbed into the tented raft and called it a night.  Jake was
surrounded by his two friends; Wil in front of him, Matt behind, and me,
behind Matt.

We were stuck skin to skin in an expression of love and to share body heat.

We all drifted into a profound sleep - this being the first one that would
be less stressful since the crash.

The calm, the heat, the serenity we had that night prepared us for another
great day together - one that we could all share tomorrow.


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Chapter 6

The sun was about to rise as I stirred from my slumber.  I became aware
that something was going on around me while I tried to extricate myself
from my comfortable dream state.  As my eyes focused to see what was going
on, a panic mode set in as I heard Jake yelling and screaming as if he was
in pain.  I turned over to have a look at him and saw that Matt was already
kneeling beside his boyfriend, rubbing his shoulders, trying to wake him
up.  Wil was nearby to help, but seeing that Matt had the situation in
hand, he moved back and watched as I did.

"Jake!! Wake up!" Matt said with some urgency in his voice.

"Move away!!  He'll snap you!  Hurry up!" Jake yelled, still dreaming.

"Jake, wake up man, you're dreaming!!" Matt continued.

"Matt!!!  MOVE!!!  The fish!!!  He's comin' back!!"  Jake moaned loudly,
twitching and flailing his hands.  I was trying to understand the intensity
of his nightmare.  I'd have thought that his own voice would have woken him
before now.

"JAKE!!  It's OK!  I'm right here!"  Matt said in a loud authoritative
tone.

"Hmm.... Huh!  What, where I...  Is he gone?"  Jake replied, still dazed.

"Jake, we're on land, there's no fish here..." Matt said with a comforting
tone.

"On land...  Huh?"

"You were having a nightmare Jake."

"Oh...  Matt...  You're really here?"

"Yeah, you remember yesterday don'cha?"  Matt asked, still concerned, but
now with a small smile.

As the cogs seemed to start spinning in Jake's head, he became aware of
where he was.  Finally, he remembered the reality of last evening and
started to calm down.  He looked at each of us, without saying anything.
We didn't speak, allowing Jake to gather his thoughts in silence.  Matt
kissed his forehead and told him to rest a little more, so he could
recuperate from the pain of his dreamy misadventure.  I think we all wanted
Jake to get back to us in a better shape and I thought that rest for the
moment would be the answer.

"Stay there Jake...  try to sleep a little more, you really need it.  We'll
gonna scout around outside to get some food and explore the land..." Matt
said.

"I don't wanna...  I'll just have the same nightmare.... God, it's
scary...." Jake replied as a frightened stare came over his face.

"Just maybe, but maybe not Jake.  Right now you have to heal and conserve
your energy.  First we're going to get you some food so we better get up
fellas.  Jake, we'll be around so you don't have to be afraid."  I said.

"Noooo!!!  Please, don't leave me alone in here!"  he said.

"Hmm, it's OK Jake...  Greg, would you mind if I stayed with him in the
raft while you guys are gone?" Matt asked.

"Sure, no problem Matt."  I replied

"Thanks guys, you're all really sweet..."  Jake added with a smile of
renewed confidence.

"Before you go back to sleep....  your lips look pretty dry.  I think you'd
better take a sip of water?"  Wil said with a water bottle already in his
hand.

"Yeah, thanks Wil..."  Jake took some of the water in the bottle with the
help of Matt to keep him in a sitting position.  As soon he was done, he
lay back down on the raft floor and closed his eyes.  He started to breath
more and more slower as he went back into dreamland, however he started to
shiver.  Matt moved closer to him, pulling Jake's back to his chest giving
him some body heat and then started to stroke his belly.  I think we'd have
to figure out how to make some blankets out of something because the nights
were really chilly where we were marooned.

As the sun got brighter, I was able to get a better look at Jake's wounds.
Damn, he'd been bit quite a lot.  His flotation vest sure had helped him
survive when the fish attacked his chest.  It probably exploded in the
fishes jaw because there were some small abrasions on his torso, as if the
teeth hadn't had time to penetrate, and his skin was reddened in some
places as if something had rubbed on it.  His thighs and calves were a
different story; the cuts were very bad, yet the bites hadn't done any
permanent damage, HOWEVER one inch closer, and his dick would have been
well ripped.  I could see the jaw imprint left by the teeth on both the
front and back of his thigh.  From the way it looked, I thought he'd been
bit by a barracuda or a very small shark.  The jaw seemed to be less than
eight inches wide.  I'd have to remember to tell the boys to be very
careful because, if I remembered right, this type of shark liked to forage
in shallow water.

Matt was still awake and because he was clutching his boyfriend and
stroking him lovingly, he started to get a boner.  To give them some
privacy, Wil and I exited the raft and went to the shore.

"Do you think they'll do it?" Wil asked with no hesitation.

"Hey!  That's none of our business Wil!  Come on, quit asking anything
about their sexual life.  Let's give them the privacy they need!  I know
you're curious about them but...  well.... whenever they want to do it,
they'll do it and you know what?  We don't have to know it!"  I added as we
started to walk along the shore.

"Like you said, it's just that I'm curious...  I mean, it's not like
voyeurism, but I just...  I...  Sorry I won't say it..." he told me,
looking at the ground.

I stopped him and took his beautiful face in my hands, pulling his chin a
little upward so I could make eye contact.  He tried to avoid looking at
me, but finally gave up and waited for me to say something.  With the
embarrassed look on his face, I could tell he was uncomfortable, as I
seemed to read his mind.  The more I waited, the more nervous he became,
breathing heavier and shuffling a little on his feet.  I continued my stare
until I'd cooked him to a boiling point.

Finally, he exclaimed, "Stop, stop it!"

I did my best to look as if nothing had happened and replied, "Stop what?
I didn't do anything!"

"Stop looking at me like that Greg!"  he whined.

"I'm just try to read your mind kiddo..."  I told him with a small grin.

"You're not a mind-reader.  Ya can't be.  Are you?" he asked in disbelief
with a questioning look on his face.  He was so cute when he did that; his
furrowed brows uneven, and the left side of his mouth pointing up at one
end.

"You really won't say it will you?"  I cut him short while leaving his face
free from my hands, then started to brush his hair with my fingers.

"Say what?"  he asked, still trying to avoid my sight.

"You and Jason..."

"What do you mean?  Me and Jason what!" he said with an upset tone.

"OK, I quit.  I won't tease you with that.  I just guessed you wanna talk
about something that's boring you and I figured it could be related to
Jason...  My bad.  Sorry Wil, I didn't want to make you angry," I replied
calmly.

"Oh, OK..." he simply answered as we started to walk back on our path.

I was uncomfortable with the situation.  For the very first time since our
escape from the crash, Wil wasn't able to talk me.  He wasn't shy at all,
no - he just kept something that was bugging him buried deep inside.  I
knew he wanted to talk about this, but I think he was afraid of my
reaction, or maybe he was just unable spit it out.  I tried to keep silent
during the rest of the walk to avoid putting more pressure on him.  As we
walked, I saw that he was still in deep thought, giving some glances at me,
but avoiding being near me.  As I continued watching him near my side, I
saw some tears in the corner of his eyes, so I turned toward him and put my
arm around his shoulder, still without saying a word.  It was a matter of
seconds before he flooded his face on my chest, sobbing uncontrollably.

"Shhhh, it's OK Wil, let it go!"  I said as I stopped walking and lowered
both of us to the ground.  "Com'ere sit on my lap."  I told him as I pulled
him onto me, still crying and unable to speak.  I embraced him with my arms
and rocked him back and forth trying to give him some consolation.  I gave
him the time to catch his breath before I spoke.  I figured I'd have to ask
him if he wanted to talk about it, because my last temptation was a big
zero.

"Want to talk now?"  I asked gently.

He answered yes with a nod of his head so I started to speak, avoiding the
real subject that I thought this matter was really about.

"Well, we've been through a lot of crap since last week, don't you think?"
I started to say.  OK, that's not my best introduction, but I wanted to put
him at ease with small talk.

"Hmm hmm..." he just replied with no tone.

"Home sick?"  I asked.

"No... Not really, even you should already know why..." he replied.

"Yeah, sorry.  But you don't miss anything at home?"

"No.  I'm just exhausted from everything that's happened.  I'm probably
more relieved now that we've been able to make it to shore." he said in a
brighter mood.

"Yeah, I think it was about time.  I was starting to worry about our food
and water..." and with a serious tone, I added, "...and I'm happy you got
Jake back!"

"Yeah, me too.  I'm starting to like him a lot more and I think he likes me
the same...  but I dunno why, somehow it's different now."

"Do you remember when we talked about you in the raft?"

"Yeah, 'bout my shyness?"

"You're the winner!  Yeah, about your shyness, about how you acted with
everyone.  Now you're a better person to hang around with because you open
up with the others, you're making great efforts to express yourself and
you're letting other people know who you really are.  I take it that Jake
was waiting for this moment for a very long time because he seems to like
you a lot now.  Still, I think he owes you his life."

"I did nothing, I just saw the raft and..."  He raised his head from my
chest and looked at me.

"Hey Wil, you brought him back to us!!!!  Forty-five minutes walking in the
water, dragging that orange raft behind you?  I don't think I'd be able to
do that myself!  It weighs more than two hundred pounds!  That's more than
nothing!!"

"That's what's bugging me..."

"What Wil?"

"Why I was strong enough to drag it back to our camp."

"What do you mean?"

"As selfish as it sounds, I didn't do that only for Jake and that makes me
feel ashamed," Wil said sobering.  "I just did it so Matt would consider
me...  you know.... I wanted to impress him."

"He already likes you a lot son.  You're more than a friend to him!  He
loves you as if you were his little bro!"

"That's not what I meant.  He would...  like ya know?"  He slid off my lap
and sat beside me.  I kept my arm around him so we'd have the closeness of
our bodies still touching.

"No. I don't know..."  I said, trying to let him say it by himself.

"C'mon Greg, help me here.  It's not easy to say..."  He replied looking at
me seriously, then at his feet.

"Okay, let say you love him?"

"Yeah..."

"More than 'he's just your friend'?"

"A lot more than that..."

"Like?"

"Geeze, I just can't say it, Greg!"

"Like?"

"Greg!  You're starting to act silly again!  I'm serious here!"

"Like?"

"Okay you asked it.  LIKE I WISH HE WERE MY BOYFRIEND DAMMIT!!" he spat
back at me as he started to cry into his hands.  I realized that something
was hidden deep within him and this was just the tip of the iceberg I was
seeing.

"Are you really surprised about that Wil?"

"No, I'm just a selfish jealous prick.  Just before we started to walk, I
was wondering what it would be if I was Jake.  I mean if Jake wasn't there
and I was alone with Matt...  like I've been really dreaming
about.... having sex with Matt..... for a long time.... and I dunno why!"

How could I tell him that I'd already heard that little conversation they'd
together, him and Matt, and that Matt just told him to forget it.  Maybe
not said that way, but from Wil's point of view, I think the expression
fits pretty good.  So I thought the truth wouldn't hurt now.

"I heard some of what you and Matt talked about yesterday."

"You heard what??" he replied in disbelief.

"Sorry Wil, I couldn't help myself because I wanted to keep an eye on you
guys, but let me say that it took a lot of guts to tell Matt what you did."
I told him.

"And he turned me down..." Wil added with a pout.

"No.  Not that way...  You know that Matt is deadly fond to Jake.  You
know, for him it would've been the same as cheating on Jake.  So I think
you have to forget it.  And don't think of creating trouble between those
two.  I don't think I have to explain what would happen to you!"

"Yeah, I understand, you'll be beating the crap out of me...  but I'm still
just jealous...  Why is it that I can't find anyone to love me?  Am I that
ugly?"

"Nooo!!  I'd never beat you," I replied with a small chuckle, "...and no,
you're really good looking and you're developing into a handsome young man,
more than you think yourself!  It's just that you're just starting to open
up with the others and maybe it's embarrassing.  Previously, you were so
closed and it was difficult to approach you, so I doubt it didn't help for
you to get close with some girlfriends, or maybe even some boyfriends too."

"I'm just frustrated Greg.  I'm not really into girls.  Sometimes, I think
Jason is interested in me, but not as a boyfriend.  I know he wants to do
some things with me, but I know it's just sexual.  I want more; I want a
real relationship."

"Do you know what a real relationship is?" I asked.

"Yeah, I think...  it's like you care for the one you love, you talk with
him, you're like a team.  It's not only sex, it's more than that, but I
can't explain it." he replied.

"Besides being real lovers, you never wanted to try something with your
friend Jason, just to know if you'd like it?"

"Hell no!  His dick is too much big to shove in my ass!!  Oops!  Sorry I
didn't meant to be crude..."

"Ha ha ha ha!  That's OK!"  I laughed back.

"Anyway, he just wants to wank me or to put his dick in my ass...  like
fuck buddies do...  He doesn't want to kiss, he says that it's too girly.
He doesn't want us to cuddle, to hold hands, or to share anything about our
lives.  So I know I couldn't expect too much of him on that side..."

"Oh, I'm really sorry Wil, I shouldn't have asked."  I replied.

"Nah, it's OK.  I know that Jason doesn't love me as I'd like him to,
so.... I just want to save my ass for my real lover.... BUT I still don't
know if I'm gay or not!"

"That's fair."

"Hmm Greg?"

"Yes Wil?"

"I uh.... I don't know how to say this..."

"Just let your thoughts flow into words and say them."

"OK...  Let me...  Ahhhh Gosh!  Well... since, there's no one here besides
us, couldn't you be my boyfriend?" he asked.

I DID ask him for his thoughts.  Great!  Now I had it right from the nether
regions of his mind.  How could I answer him?  I paused, trying to think of
the right response.

Here I was, stuck on this deserted island having a private moment with a
young man who had the same sexual cravings as me.  Oh yeah, I had them and
God knows I was starving for the love and affection that he craved at this
tender time in his life, but I just couldn't allow myself to corrupt his
tender emotions.  Any passions that I could imagine had to be controlled.
Although we were on land with a source of food and water, our future still
wasn't without danger.  The wrong touch, the wrong word, and we'd be down a
road full of distractions that I'd never forgive myself for giving into.
Here I sat already feeling the depths of guilt because of my suppressed
thoughts, mentally fighting for the right thing to say.  On one hand, I
wanted nothing more than to wrap Wil into my arms and enjoy a passion that
we both wanted to answer, but also we had to face the perils of our present
environment - an environment that may make us face many new uncertainties.
Did I love Wil - yes - dearly, as I did Matt and Jake as well, but it was a
love that declared I wanted them to grow up into upstanding young men that
took pride in themselves - and young men that I could look upon, with an
equal pride.

Even with all these thoughts parading through my mind, I stumbled with my
answer.

"Ehhh...  Wil, I really can't.  Even if I wanted to...  it's just...."  I
was stumped for words, so I let my mind speak.  "I could be your dad
and..."

"Greg, that sounds like a bunch of crap from a soap opera script.  Did you
watch too much TV so that now your brain is completely melted?"  Wil said
angrily.  He paused and his voice softened. "Did you know that some gay
boys of my age really want to be with an older man?  They'd like to be
loved by an older man, and yes they'd like to be fucked by an experienced
older buddy!!!  Our age doesn't have anything to do with love.  Love isn't
tagged with years, love is just a feeling you can't stop.  They just made
some stupid laws to keep younger guys from being abused by the older men.
And that's OK, I can understand why, but when the call for this love comes
from us, the younger guys, there's.... there's just nothing we can do!"

"Wow!  I really don't know what to say..."  I felt the anguish and somber
pleading in his voice.  I understood, but I had to maintain my stance of
the understanding father figure.  "In some way, it makes sense but..."

"But you should already have replied yes or no!" he snapped back.

"Listen Wil, you can't order someone to love you and expect them to tell
you so, out of nowhere.  AND you don't even know if I'm into boys or
girls!!"

"So?"

"So what?"

"Oh crap!!  Greg!  OK, since I have to explain everything to you..." then
putting an emphasis on each word with a sharpness in his voice, Wil
continued, "Are... you... into... boys... or... into... girls?"

"Wil, don't use that tone with me!" I replied showing the offence I'd taken
with his attitude.  "I know you're kind of upset and you're tired and
frustrated trying to find someone, but it won't solve anything to act like
that with me!"

"Sorry Greg, I really didn't mean to be rude.  It's just that I think I'll
spend the rest of my life here and I'll never find love.  Even if it's a
boy or a girl, I just want someone to love and to be loved by someone.
It's not fair..."

"And is that why you want to be with me?"

"Yeah, kind of..."

"So, you don't really love me...  I'd be just here for you until we're back
to civilization..."

"Noooo!!!  I really love you.  More than I can explain.  Yeah, for sure
Matt would be my first choice because he's my age and I've had a kick on
him for ages, but he and Jake are almost wife and husband now, so I have to
forget it, you already told me that.  But I like you and I have as much
love for you as I do for Matt."

"Well...." I said, waiting for my mind to slip into gear.

"So, boys...  girls..." he asked with a small grin on his cutie face.

"Wil, don't look at me with those puppy eyes!" I told him.

"Boys...  girls..." he said, still wearing his smile.

"Both..." I confessed.

"Both?  Both what?"

"Both boys and girls..."

"Huh?!?!  You're like, hmmm.... bisexual?"

"Yeah, that's what they used to call us!"

"So did you have a boyfriend?"

"Yeah, but none for a long time.... back when I was your age.  But I've had
a lot of experiences from time to time though."

"Wow!!  So you had a girlfriend?"

"Yeah, I'd been in some relationships.  And I was married too.  But I
divorced my wife five years ago."

"Oh sorry...  Why did you divorced?"

"She found out about me..."

"Oh, you were with a buddy in the bed?"

"No!!"  I laughed back.  "No, I'd never cheated on her.  It's just that she
found out some old letters I got as the years passed by.  Let say that she
found some letters that were written by boys, with kisses at the end."

"Ha ha ha ha!  That wasn't your lucky day!"  Wil said with a big smile.

"Hell no!  To make a long story short, some weeks later, since it was
difficult to her to accept my sexuality, we just divorced.  We still see
each other sometimes and we've stayed good friends."

"I'm happy you can still talk to her," Wil added.

"Yeah, but no more until we get off this island and back to civilization."

"Hmm hmm..."  Wil replied looking sadly to the ground.

"Hey buddy!  I'm sure we'll be able to make it.

"Yeah, but when..."

"Dunno, but we're still able to live, so there's hope!"

"Yeah..."

"And for your previous question, I really don't know what to think..."

"About me and you?"

"Yeah, I really love you too, but...  well... let me think about it ok?  I
don't want to give you an immediate answer.  But be sure, I'll tell you.
OK?"

" 'Kay"

We continued to chat about everything, but nothing particular.  We stood up
and resumed our walk.

I could say that a good thing about our misfortune, we were able to land at
a very pleasant place.  I know that some rich people would pay billions
dollars to spend their holidays in a place like this.  The landscape was
incredible, the vegetation was luxuriant and the land seemed to be endless
as we walked along the shore.

All of a sudden, Wil stopped dead in his tracks and I almost bumped into
him.

"Hey!  Watch out Wil, I'm right behind you!"

"Shhhh!  Look!"

"Where?" I asked.

"Over there, to your right" he said quietly.

It may seem odd that in a virgin place such as where we were, there was the
remains of a trail leading into the forest at our right.  I could barely
see a sign post near one of the trees beside the trail.

"Should we have a look Greg?" Wil asked.

"You bet!  Go on!"  I replied as we walked toward the trail.

Arriving at the sign post, I could hardly manage to read it because the
paint had faded with the years of exposure to the elements.

************************************************* * United States of
America * * * * Restricted Area * * U.S.D.W.  Site #212 * * * * No
trespassing beyond this point * * Authorized personnel only * * * *
Military enforcement will be * * used without any warning * * * *
JB.1946.3D-1.1 * *************************************************

"Wow!!!" was only word I was able to say.

"What's it mean Greg?  USDW?" Wil asked.

"If I remember well, it's what the American Department of Defence was
called during World War II.  I think it means United States Department of
War.  See, at the bottom of the sign, the sign codification says 1946.  I
dunno if it's related, but it would make sense!" I replied.

"Should we go in the forest to have a look?"

"You, didn't read the sign?  We could be shot to death!"

"Aww c'mon Greg!  This sign was printed like 60 years ago!"

"Just kidding...  Yeah, we'll have to give a proper look, but we have to
find some food and I have to have another look on Jake really soon.  We've
been out for more than three hours walking and chatting.  We better get
back to camp.  We'll all make an expedition here when Jake's better."

"Shit..."

"What?"

"Oh, I'd just said hell yeah, what a marvellous idea!"

"Right.... that's what I thought you said..."  I replied with a big grin.
For sure we were both curious where the trail led and what we might find at
the end of it, but that would be an adventure for some other time.  Right
now I was still worried about Jake.

So we turned around and started the walk back to our camp.  We arrived
there almost one hour later.  I didn't think we'd traveled so far from our
camp.  It was irresponsible to be so far from Matt and Jake, but we lost
track of time and distance as we went on.  Thinking about it, if we walked
at an average of about three mph on flat sand, the military entrance would
be approximately at three miles from the camp!

I approached the stupid orange raft, like the kids used to say, to give a
look on the boys.  They were still sleeping, so I turned back and started
to gather some food while Wil was already trying to fill fresh water into
the bottles.  After bringing some coconuts and some red spiky fruits that
the kids finally named the Red Punky Balls, we were able to make our late
lunch quietly without disturbing our sleeping beauties.

"Wil, you'd better wake up those two?  It's about time for lunch," I said.

"Okay," Wil said as he walked back to the beached raft.

Wil came back shortly after with an embarrassed expression on his face.

"I can't wake them up..."

"Why?"

"They're, like, hmm...  they're..." he stammered.

I snapped back on my feet, ready to run. "They aren't in there?" I asked
with some tremor in my voice.

"Nooo!!  Shhhhhh!  Calm down, they're awake, they just...  they didn't see
me.  Matt's too occupied to... and Jake... Matt is... well... he's doing
the big 'it' in Jake's bum!" he finally said, a lot more embarrassed.

"Oh, ah...  hmm.  Okay!  Let them alone...  They'll come after while." I
replied.  And seeing that Wil was uncomfortable, I asked him "Come here
beside me."

Wil sat near me, but I patted my hips to tell him to come for a hug.  As we
were side by side, I hugged him with my arm and stroked his hair with my
fingertips.  I gave him a big kiss on his forehead.

"Wil...  let the time go by a little okay?  You'll have someone just for
yourself one day, you can be sure."

"Yeah... it's not that...  it's just that I'm not used to hearing my best
friend moaning because his dick is pumping one of our friend's ass..."

"I understand what you feel.  It happened to me one day.  I was about your
age."

"Yeah, but I'm just curious to see.  I'd like to see them doing it.  I'm
finally starting to think that I'm.... well.... like a voyeur.  I can't
help myself, but I like to see the others nude, or doing it."

"You already saw someone doing sex, I mean making love?" I asked.

"Uh huh.  You were right when you said 'doing sex'.  It was Jason and one
of his friends, Joshua.  The first time, we were all sleeping in Jason's
room and they waited for me to go to sleep, but I wasn't sleeping at all.
Since it was full moon and even with the dim light, I was able to see it
all.  I saw Jason lube his thing and shove it easily into Joshua's ass.  I
don't know why, but I started to stroke myself.  He pumped that guy
for... maybe like five minutes and cum in his ass.  I came almost at the
same time.  They realized I was watching the whole thing and it didn't seem
to bother them at all.  After that, they fucked each other anytime I was
there.  I was really horny watching them every time.  That's why I told you
I wouldn't mind seeing Jake and Matt doing it." he explained.

"Yeah, I understand your situation, but I don't think Jake or Matt will
agree to being the object of your perversion..." I chuckled.

"Yeah that's why it bugs me.  I'm crazy for sex, but have no one to share
it with.  I can't just wank myself for the rest of my life can I?" he said
with a chuckle of his own.

"Hell, no!  Don't give up, your time will come one day.  Just be patient,"
I replied.

"Who has to be patient," Matt said as he approached us, followed by Jake.

Wil, thought quickly and told a lie that was near the truth.

"Oh, Greg just told me to be patient to go back where we went this
morning!" he said, trying to hide the biggest red face I've ever seen.

"Oh OK...  but why do you have to be patient...  there's nothing keeping us
here!"  Matt said.

"Well... 'cause we found an old USA military site out there!"  Wil proudly
exclaimed.

"No shit!!!" Jake and Matt said at the same time.

"No shit."

"Is it true Greg?" Jake asked.

"The whole truth and nothing but the truth!" I replied.

So Jake and Matt started to ask us questions about what we saw and
everywhere we went.  Wil and I tried our best to relate everything.  In
fact, we told them our whole story, avoiding talking about our
conversation.  We explained what we found, what was on the sign post.  I
could tell that the boys wanted to go back there as soon as possible.  One
thing was more important, I wanted ALL of us to go there.  That meant Jake
too, but right now, he was still much too weak to be able to make the round
trip to the military site.  That reminded me to have a look at his wounds
after lunch.

The boys were disappointed when I told them that we had to wait for Jake to
recuperate and that he had to be in better shape before we went back there.
They were disappointed, but understood that as a team, we had to help each
other, each waiting for the other when needed, and to care and pay
attention for everyone's condition.  Jake got a big hug from Matt, just a
mark of respect, pointless to say anything more.  Opposed to what I'd
thought, those kids are still incredible together!

We ate our lunch, trying to put some fantasy in the food presentation, so
it would seem different than what we ate yesterday.  I realized that soon,
we'd have to find some way to vary our food to balance our diets.  Right
now, we were able to survive by eating some local vegetables and fruits but
in the long term, if we couldn't provide some proper balanced nutrients for
our bodies, it could not only make us sick, but put us into a critical
situation where undernourishment could lead to starvation, disease, or
infection.  I made a mental note to think about it and find a solution.  I
didn't want to panic the boys.  It would be like pouring gas on a fire if I
told the boys that the food we were eating could be poisonious to us one
day.  I needed to have a solution at hand before I told them about the
problem.  In the meantime, I'd have to observe for any mental or physical
changes in all of us.

While we ate, we enjoyed some small talk about what we expected to find at
the military site.  The speculation that ran from one to another was
amazing.  "Hey!  Maybe there's still an old plane with plenty of fuel in
it!"  "Maybe a boat?"  "Or maybe it's still occupied by an old soldier
abandoned there?"  Yup, some of the things were silly, but OK, anyone can
dream - and in our situation - why not?!

After lunch, I sent Matt and Wil to play in the water because I wanted to
have a good look at Jake's condition and I needed to give a closer
inspection without being disturbed.  I warned the guys to remain near the
shore to avoid being bit by small shark if they started splashing
themselves.

I started giving Jake a closer examination.  His wounds were healing
quickly, thanks to the salty water that had rinsed them.  I sent him to
walk around me and watched for any signs of pain.

"It's just itching on my hip when I walk," he said.

"OK.  Nothing when you stop?"  I asked.

"A little less but, in either way, I'm able to stand it.  It's not that
painful..." he replied.

"OK...  From what I see, you're healing fast, but you're still weak.  It
takes a lot of energy to recover from what you've been through.  If you eat
like a pig at each mealtime, I'd say you'll be probably OK within five
days..." I told him.

"Five days!!!" he snapped back.

"Probably...  but I'm not an expert.  We'll do a check on you each day.  I
don't want you collapsing when we will go to the military site.  I need you
to recover your health as much as you can." I explained.

"Yeah, I understand..." he said.

"Also, we'll have to do some exploration on the land.  I'm curious about
what we may find, and I'm sure all of you are too.  We didn't have the time
to explore thoroughly since we beached here because we were much too weak
and had to find a way to supply ourselves with some food and water.  Since
Wil found you, we didn't get to explore as much as we wanted to and we
won't be able to until you recover completely.  So now you know why it's
really important for you to get better."

"Yeah I know...  It's really important because we may find some new kind of
food, probably some animals we can eat, fresh water and everything..." he
added.

"You're a smart young man.  I was just starting to think about our diet a
little while ago.  So now that you're aware of the situation and you want
to heal faster, it means avoiding physical or exhausting exercises to keep
up your energy." I said while I winked my right eye.

"Huh...  hmm... what do you mean?" he asked, a little embarrassed.

"That means no 'little Matt' in your bum for one week." I replied with a
warm smile.

"Oh, hmm...  You heard us?" he asked.

"No, Wil just turned away from the tent as soon he saw you two at it..." I
replied.

"Oh.  Shit." He simply said.

"Yeah shit...  now listen...  You and Matt are the only couple here, and
that means that only you two will be having sex together.  Not that I
condone that two boys your age should be allowed to do it, but...  but I
know I won't be able to stop you, and I know you're doing it in the proper
way... with respect for each other.  Just one thing... I know it'll be hard
to tell us, but ask for privacy when you need it.  That way we won't fall
in on you in the middle of the action." I explained with a smile.

"Oh, we wouldn't mind anyway...  we're all living together anyway.  I think
it would be normal that someone would catch us sometime...  Matt and I
talked about that this morning... and we heard what you and Wil were
saying.  But don't tell Wil!  In fact, we don't mind if he wants to watch
us..."  he replied with a small grin.

"I don't think it would be correct Jake, whatever your and Matt's
intentions are..." I added.

"I told you we don't mind.  Anyway, knowing how Wil is, I'm sure if you
forbid him to see us doing it, he'll try to watch anyway." Jake said.

"I was sure you'd say that." I said.

"So, there's no problem."

"Maybe not...  Anyhow, I still don't like that kind of sexual behaviour
from young guys your age, but who am I to judge.  Let's make a deal, I'll
close my eyes to that one and you two do whatever you need to, but if I
smell shit, it'll be no sex for a long time and no Wil to watch you.  Am I
clear?"  I said in a humorous father tone.

"Yeah, clear as crystal," Jake chuckled.

"Another thing.  What if I walk in while you're doing it?"

"No problem either...  Just don't watch us 'kay?"  he asked, then with a
wink of his own, he added, "unless you want to too."

"No problem there!" I chuckled myself.

Once it was settled, we continued to chat until Matt and Wil joined us.  We
put some clothes on during the afternoon because it became chillier as some
clouds rolled in.  By the way the sky was looking, I expected we'd have a
rainstorm during the evening.

We decided to set our camp closer to the forest to avoid the tide reaching
us.  We packed all our belongings under the old raft so it wouldn't get
soaked, then we climbed aboard the newer raft that still had its tent top.
We ate our lunch in the evening as the rain started to pour.  Meanwhile, we
talked about our life, our family, and our hopeful future while we had to
stay on this island.

Tonight I didn't have to think about stoking a fire.  It was just too wet
and not fit for man nor beast to be in an unsheltered area.  We didn't see
any evidence this morning of any curious creatures being around, so I felt
safe.

Soon, we all felt asleep and called it a night as the rain started to
shower our tent much harder.  Just the sound of the rain drops on the nylon
was enough to put us into dreamland.


To be continued...

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