Date: Sat, 16 Apr 2005 20:49:42 -0400
From: fateke Reed <fateke@msn.com>
Subject: An Isolated Education

This story is a work of fiction.
It never happened and never will happen.
The following story contains graphic sexual scenes between two young males.
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An Isolated Education



Greg shut his bedroom door in frustration. Why couldn't his parents realize
that he was sixteen years old now. He even had his own car. He didn't need
them treating him like a kid anymore. Besides, there was nothing wrong with
Justin. He was a good guy.  Sure he looked rough, all leather and chains,
and he smoked, but under all that was a good friend.

He pulled his shirt off and looked at himself in the mirror, running a comb
through his brown hair, and smiled as the light played in the golden brown
shower. His stunning green eyes flashed as he blew a mock kiss towards the
mirror. He was a handsome young man, and he knew it. People had been
telling him that since he was little. But surprisingly he wasn't too
conceited.  He used his appearance to its fullest, flashing that bright
smile to defuse a tense situation; using his well developed chest to entice
the girls in and even, on occasion, win himself a blow job.

Greg switched off the bedroom light and climbed out of his jeans. He smiled
to himself, if his parents knew that he had stopped wearing underwear they
would really throw a fit.

He shivered as he pulled the cold covers up over his naked body, plopping
down onto his bed. Tucking the covers tightly against his body he reached
down and gave his cock a tight squeeze and considered jerking off. But
decided he was too tired and slowly drifted off to sleep.

* * *

Derek plopped the new Harry Potter book onto the bed beside him in
frustration. He knew he would get in trouble if his mom saw his light on
this late. But he had to know who was going to die. It was a race to see
who could read the book the fastest and have the pleasure of spoiling it
for everyone else.

But his eyes were too heavy. He glanced over at his clock and saw it was
1:20 in the morning.  With mild curiosity he got out of bed and headed to
the window. He couldn't ever remember being awake at this late hour and he
wanted to see what the world looked like at 1:20 in the morning.

Drawing back the curtains he found himself face to face with a blond haired
boy in his underwear. They were old friends and had played this game for
years.  Derek smiled, and his reflection smiled back, he scratched his head
and so did his friend, he spun around quickly and pulled his underwear
down, mooning his friend, and his friend mooned him right back.

"Oh yeah." he said and turned back around, "Well how 'bout this!" he
sneered and this time flashed his front side, and was promptly flashed
back.

Derek stood that way for a moment, studying his sleek body. His dark brown
eyes appearing black in the windows reflection. He looked down at his dick
and wondered again if his would end up all ugly and wrinkled like his
fathers was. He would never forget the sight of his naked father stepping
out of the shower.

Tiring of his little game, Derek pulled his underpants back up and climbed
into his warm bed. He reached over and clicked off his lamp and was asleep
before his head hit the pillow.

* * *

The first thing Greg became aware of was grit in his teeth. That was
followed quickly by the realization that he wasn't in his bed
anymore. Quickly he raised up onto his elbows and opened his eyes. Panic
swept over him. He was on a beach. There were palm trees not 20 feet from
where he laid in the sand. And the sound of the surf was very close. As he
turned around he discovered another surprise. There was a half naked, blond
haired, guy sleeping all curled up right next to him. Which brought him to
his next discovery; he was totally naked.

As Greg was standing up to look for something to cover himself with the guy
gave a loud yawn and stretch, rolling over on his back and reaching for
covers that weren't there. Greg almost laughed out loud at the sight of his
morning erection poking through his sand covered underwear.

Suddenly he threw open his eyes in a total panic and Greg had his first
taste of what was to come. He dropped back down on the beach next to the
young guy, flashed that winning smile and said, "Hi. Any idea how we got
here?"

"Who are you?" the guy asked with tears just about to spill down his
cheeks.

"I'm Greg. What's your name?" he said in the most friendly voice he had and
followed that up with another one of his award winning smiles.

"Derek." the smile must have worked because the tears retreated a little.

"I don't know what happened to us, I went to bed last night in my own bed
and woke up here. What about you? "somehow taking care of Derrick made him
feel a little better about his own situation.

"Same here. Where are we?"

"I don't know, but I do know I have to pee." Greg said with a smile.

"Me too!" Derrick replied.

As the two boys stood up Derrick noticed that Greg was naked. "Where's your
clothes?" he asked.

"Well, I don't wear underwear anymore and I guess whatever brought us here
brought us just as we were." Greg noticed that Derrick could hardly keep
his eyes off of Greg's dick and smiled inwardly.

They made it over to some trees and standing side by side the two of them
relived themselves, sharing the age old male bonding experience of peeing
together.  Something no woman will ever understand.

* * *

The sun was still close to the horizon so Greg figured it was probably
close to 7 or 8 in the morning. Derrick came over and stood close to
Greg. He's scared, he thought. Greg put his hand on Derrick's shoulder and
said, "Don't worry guy, we'll be alright.  I've been a Boy Scout for years
and they teach you what to do in situations like this. I'll take care of
you."

Derrick was desperately trying to take all of this in without crying. He
didn't want to look like a sissy in front of Greg. But it was really hard,
he was so scared.

"Come on, lets walk around a bit and see if we can find anybody." Greg
suggested. But somehow, in the pit of his stomach, he knew that they
wouldn't.

* * *

They walked the beach all day, stopping only occasionally for a piss break
or to eat some fruit they found growing near the shore. The beach was
beautiful. Soft white sand that glistened in the sun with no sea shells at
all. The interior of the Island appeared to be jungle, it got denser and
denser until it appeared to be an impenetrable black wall of trees. No
matter where they went Greg could always look up and see the recognizable
volcano that had created this island. The ominous sight of that peak
somehow sent chills all over Greg. He didn't look up all that much anymore.

As they were climbing over a line of boulders that ran down the beach and
out into the sea Greg was thinking about the weather. Sure it was a
beautiful day right now, but from what he knew about Islands that could
change quickly to terrible storms. They were going to need shelter.

Derrick made it over the rocks first. His initial fear had left him now and
he was full of energy and eager to explore. As Greg climbed down off of the
last rock Derrick called out, "Hey!  There's a trail over here. Come see!"

Greg ran over to Derrick and looked at the trail. "Well, lets see where it
goes." he said.

Derrick headed up the trail first and Greg followed. The trail wound up a
short hill, the trees getting thicker and thicker. Just as Greg was
thinking the trail would end they broke through the brush into a small
clearing, in the middle of which sat an old bamboo hut.

It was just one small room but it seemed to be sturdily built and even had
a rudimentary chimney. The one window and the door were covered by an old
faded tarp of some sort.

"Anyone there!" Greg shouted startling Derrick into a squeak and a jump.

No one answered. "Let's look inside." Derrick whispered.

"I don't think you have to whisper. This place doesn't look like its been
used for a long time."  Greg whispered right back.

Derrick walked up to the door softly and gently pulled the tarp aside.
Inside was totally dark and Derrick just stood there too uncertain to go in
and too afraid to be seen as weak by Greg to run away.

"Here." Greg said, and pulled the small curtain covering the window aside,
"Lets let some light in here."

The hut was lit up and Derrick could see that it was empty after all. Still
cautious he stepped inside, flailing his arms around to knock the cob webs
away from his face. In one corner there were two old hammocks strung
between the wall and the center pillar at right angles to each other. In
another corner were two crude, home made chairs in front of the fire. There
was junk scattered all over the floor. Cans, and tin plates and cups. Paper
and garbage were everywhere.  The rats had been living here for a long time
Derrick guessed.

Greg came in behind Derrick and began rummaging through things. "Hey here's
a machete!  That'll help with the coconuts. And look, here's a can of peas,
and some Spam.  There's a bunch of stuff here."

Greg and Derrick explored the little hut for a while and then went outside
and sat down with a can of Spam in the sun light. As Greg used the key to
open the can he knew he had a decision to make. They could keep exploring
the island for days, or they could settle in here and wait for help to
come. He was almost certain that the island was uninhabited and the Scouts
had always taught him that when you find yourself lost in the woods the
best thing to do is sit down and stay put. Someone will find you a lot
easier if your not wandering around in all directions.

"I think we should stay here." he said.

"Why?"

"Cause I don't think there's anybody on this island and we need shelter, a
place to settle in and wait for help to come."

"Nobody's coming." Derrick said sadly and dropped his head.

"Why do you say that?" Greg asked.

"I don't know. I just know nobody's coming."

"Then you agree with me, that we should stay here?"

"Yeah." he sniffed.

Greg leaned over and put his arm around Derrick and pulled him close. "It's
gonna be okay you know. We've got food and a nice place to live. We just
have to clean it up a bit that's all.  You'll see."

* * *

The following weeks went by slowly. In a couple of days the boys had the
hut in tip top shape and had dug a latrine and even found another small
path that led to a pool of fresh water complete with a small waterfall good
for taking showers in. Whoever had built this hut had found the perfect
place on the island to live. But where had they gone?

* * *

Late in the night Derrick awoke with an urgent need to pee. He tried to
climb quietly from his hammock so he wouldn't disturb Greg but as he was
getting up his foot tangled in the mesh of the hammock and he fell over
with a thud. Looking up to see if he had awakened Greg he noticed that
Greg's hammock was empty.

After making a quick stop at the latrine Derrick followed the path back to
the beach where he saw Greg's silhouette up on the rocks near the
surf. Thinking it would be fun to sneak up on Greg and scare him Derrick
began slowly and quietly to make his way down to the rocks.

As he neared Greg from the right he noticed that he was doing something, he
was making some kind of jerking motion as if scratching furiously at his
leg. Quietly he crept closer still thinking to scare him, but now as
intrigued by Greg's actions as he was excited to scare him.

When Derrick finally was able to see Greg clearly he was surprised by what
he saw. Greg, still nude since they had not found anything to use as
clothes, was pulling on his dick; up and down as fast as he could. He had
his left hand behind him supporting his upper body's weight and his face
was screwed up into a painful expression. Suddenly Greg stopped pulling on
his dick and raised his right hand to his mouth where he spit in it and
immediately began to pull on his dick again, which Derrick had noticed was
as hard as a tree branch and standing straight up in the air.

Within moments Greg let out a soft grunt and his entire body seemed to
stiffen. Slowly he stopped pulling on his dick and laid back breathing
hard.

Something inside of Derrick told him it would not be a good idea to scare
Greg right now, so he turned and as quietly and softly as he could made his
way back to the hut. Just as he finished climbing back into his hammock
Greg came in dripping wet and climbed into his hammock. Greg was asleep
long before Derrick. Derrick laid awake for a long time trying to
understand what he had seen.

* * *

The next day dawned bright and beautiful, just like every other day on this
island. Greg found himself wishing for a rainy day, maybe even a
thunderstorm. Anything to break the monotony. Sure it rained briefly almost
every day but it cleared up so quickly that it was hard to enjoy.

Derrick came stumbling out of the hut and as usual headed straight to the
latrine.  As soon as he finished relieving himself he returned and sat down
across the fire pit from Greg. He seemed somehow shy and withdrawn this
morning.

Greg handed Derrick half a coconut and asked, "What's wrong with you this
morning? Did you have a bad dream?"

Derrick cocked his head a little and studied Greg for a moment, trying to
decide if he should tell him that he had seen him that night. Finally
curiosity won over and he said, "I saw you last night."

"So, you see me every night."

"No. I mean I saw you last night after we went to bed, down on the beach. I
saw what you were doing."

Greg's face started turning an angry red and Derrick shied back.

"Don't you EVER spy on my again you little shit!" Greg screamed and jumped
to his feet.

"I wasn't spying!" Derrick quickly spoke up but Greg was too furious to
listen.

"Don't you ever do that again and don't you ever mention last night again
or I'll leave you here and go live on the other side of the island!" Greg
yelled and turning his back on Derrick headed for the trees. He heard a
soft sob behind him that froze him in his tracks.

What was he doing? Had he really just threatened to go off and leave this
guy who was so afraid alone? Slowly he turned back and saw Derrick curled
up in a ball quietly hiccoughing, staring into space.

Greg came over and sat down next to Derrick, he pulled his head into his
lap, bent down and softly kissed Derrick's forehead. He whispered, "I'm
sorry. I'll never leave you. No matter how mad I get."

"I didn't mean to make you mad. I was just going to sneak up on you and
scare you. But then I saw what you were doing and I was curious. I'm sorry
I made you mad." he hiccoughed on the last word and Greg smiled.

"I know you didn't and I'm not mad either I was just embarrassed."

"Why were you embarrassed?" Derrick asked looking up as his tears began to
stop.

"Because you caught me jacking off you moron!" Greg teased.

"Jacking off?" Derrick asked.

"Yeah, you know, playing with myself. Chocking the chicken. Masturbating."

"Masterwhat?"

"You really don't know do you? You know I've never thought to ask you this
before, just how old are you Derrick?"

"I was 14 but I think I've had my birthday by now so I guess I'm 15."

"Wow. And you don't know how to jerk off yet. I've seen you with morning
hard on's. Well, I guess now's as good a time as any to learn." Greg never
in his young life imagined that he might be teaching someone else to
masturbate. "Well you know how your dick sometimes gets real hard?"

"Yeah."

"Well you start there, you get your dick hard..."

"How?" Derrick interrupted.

"Well usually by thinking about something that excites you, like a pretty
girl. Then you start touching yourself until it gets hard."

"How do you touch it?"

Greg thought for a moment and finally decided that he would just show him.
Besides if Derrick liked it, and Greg was sure he would, they would be able
to jack off together, like he and some of his buddies did, and he wouldn't
have to sneak out at night anymore.

"Okay," Greg said as he leaned back and stretched his legs out before him.
"Take off those nasty underpants and sit like this."

Derrick rolled over onto his back and slid the now black and ripped
underwear down and off. He wasn't afraid to be naked in front of Greg, they
were naked in front of each other a lot.  Hell, Greg was always naked.

He leaned back and spread his legs in front of him. Noticing again the
difference in size between his and Greg's dick. Greg's dick was much larger
and had hair all around it.  Plus his balls were fuller and hung down much
father than Derrick's own hairless balls.

"Now just close your eyes and concentrate on your dick and then start
flopping it back and forth real gently like this." Greg took hold of his
cock and waved it around in the air letting it gently slap against each
thigh until he felt the blood start to pump. Then he stopped and said, "Now
watch this."

Derrick watched in wonder as Greg's dick began to swell and grow bigger and
bigger until it was standing straight up in the air and the head was bright
red and throbbing. The sight of Greg's hard dick started a strange set of
feelings in Derrick's body. His stomach seemed to be full of flying bugs
and began to tighten in an almost, but not quite painful way. His eyes felt
heavier and he felt his own dick start to rise even before he had grabbed
it. Taking his dick between his thumb and forefinger Derrick wiggled it
around a little. He was as hard as he could get and feeling more strange
and wonderful all the time.

"See, that was too hard was it?" Greg asked through his smile.

"No." was all Derrick could squeak out.

"Now get a real good hold and squeeze a little, don't hurt yourself just
squeeze enough that it feels good. Then start pulling up and down on it
like this." Greg wrapped his fist around his dick and began to slowly jerk
off so that Derrick could see what he was doing.

Derrick quickly began to copy Greg's motions but he couldn't fit his fist
on his dick. It swallowed it whole, unlike Greg's which still stuck out
from his fist by at least an inch or two.

"Just use your two fingers for now. It'll get bigger as you get older."

Taking his thumb and forefinger again Derrick squeezed gently on his dick
and began stroking it up and down. Almost immediately the pleasure
started. Pure waves of lust washed over him as he pulled faster and faster.

Suddenly Greg said through clenched teeth, "Now watch this, I'm gonna
cum..." He moaned and a thick spurt of white goo shot out from Greg's dick
and up onto his chest, followed by another shot just as intense and then
three more smaller shots, each getting progressively smaller. Derrick was
so fascinated that he had stopped jacking off.

"Don't stop, just keep going and pretty soon it'll feel almost like your
going to pee, but you won't, just keep doing it. You'll know when to stop."
Greg instructed.

Derrick leaned back and closed his eyes as he took up pulling on his dick
again. This time he reveled in the pleasure shooting though his dick and
into his body. Very quickly things began to change, he noticed his
breathing becoming more shallow and he felt his eyes roll in his head as
his dick began to tingle, and almost itch in a really pleasant way, then he
knew he was going to pee, no matter what Greg said he was going to pee, so
he squeezed trying not to pee uncontrollably in front of his teacher. As
soon as he squeezed hot fire shot throughout his body and his mind seemed
to explode with unbidden colors. The pure sensation of his first orgasm
shot up and down the length of his small dick to the point that it almost
became painful. Slowly he lowered himself back and took a deep breath. When
he looked down at his dick he noticed a small milky drop of cum. He had
done it alright, not with the quantity of Greg but he had done it
none-the-less.

"There. You see. Nothing to it. You can do it whenever you want to. You
should be right smack in puberty so everything about you is going to
change." Greg leaned over and took a good look at Dereks now limp dick and
noticed a ring of hair growing around his shaft.  "I'll admit you're a late
bloomer but it'll happen don't even worry about it."

Derrick smiled a weak smile and felt his dick start to stiffen again.

* * *

The next few day passed by in rapid succession. Greg and Derrick missed no
opportunity to jack off. The freedom of being isolated on a island with no
cloths to wear made it all that more fun.

The sun was just beginning to peek out from behind the horizon when Greg
awoke. He hated waking up this early in the morning but knew that once he
was awake there was no point in staying in the hammock. So he reluctantly
rolled/fell out of the hammock and stood up, giving himself a big
stretch. His lean muscles pulling tightly against his bones.  As he relaxed
from his stretch he reached down and adjusted his dick, some pubic hairs
had managed to wrap themselves in what was left of his foreskin and were
pulling.

Greg looked over at Derrick's hammock and found it empty. It was very
unusual for Derrick to rise before mid afternoon. Greg stepped from the hut
and saw Derrick sitting quietly in front of a rekindled fire.

"What's up?" Greg asked.

"Nothin." Derrick replied.

"Couldn't sleep huh." Greg commented as he seated himself next to Derrick
and the fire.  He reached over and grabbed a coconut that Derrick had
cracked open and greedily drank what was left of the coconut milk in the
shell before he began cutting chunks out with the machete they had
found. Coconuts and bananas were the normal breakfast foods on this
island. And lunch foods. And dinner foods too for that matter. They had
tried and tried to spear some fish using home made bamboo spears with no
luck.

"So, what would you like to do today? Sit around and jack off all day?"
Greg asked feeling his cock start to stiffen at just the mention of it.

"Nah. I don't feel like it." Derrick answered looking down into his half
eaten coconut.

"You don't feel like? The King Masturbator doesn't feel like it? What's up
with that?"

"I don't know its just starting to get boring."

"Boring eh? Well, let me think about it and I think I can come up with some
things we can try tonight around the fire. Maybe that'll cheer you up."
Greg offered.

"Some more things like jacking off?" Derrick asked, his head jerking up and
a smile lighting his face at the prospect.

"Yeah, let me think on it though. Lord knows we're going to be here for a
long time, we should find ways of making it more fun."

***

Later that night as the fire was burning hotly and Greg and Derrick were
talking quietly Derrick said, "Have you finished thinking about it yet?"

Greg knew instantly what Derrick was talking about but for some reason he
was a bit uncomfortable about it all. Jacking off together was one thing,
he and his buddies did that all the time, but the stuff Greg was thinking
about, well that was a different story altogether.

Finally making up his mind that they could at least try, Greg said, "Well,
I've thought of a few things we could try, but I'm not sure if you'll want
to or not. Hell, I'm not sure I want to. Its stuff boys usually do with
girls. Like touching each other. Would that bother you?"

Derrick shook his head vigorously and said, "Nope."

"Okay, well I guess we should start with the easiest thing and work our way
up to the harder stuff. We could take turns jacking each other off."

"You mean you'd jack me off and then I'd jack you off?" Derrick asked,
hoping he already knew the answer, that was one thing he had thought about
before and for some reason he couldn't explain Derrick wanted to know what
Greg's hard dick felt like.

"Yeah. Wanna try it?" Greg asked.

"Sure!" Derrick was eager. He had long since discarded his filthy and torn
underwear so both boys were nude already. And to both of their surprises
they were hard faster than ever before.

"Okay then," Greg said, "How do we decide who goes first?"

"We could draw straws." Derrick suggested.

Greg looked around and found some small sticks, he broke one so that it was
half the size of the other, as he did so he mused how Derrick's dick was
also half the size of his.

"Okay, you draw a stick from my fist. Whoever ends up with the largest
stick has to jack the other one off first."

Derrick nodded his agreement and reached out and quickly plucked one of the
two sticks from Greg's fist. When Greg opened his fist and they compared
the two Derrick had the longest stick.

"Well, looks like you get to go first." Greg said still feeling a bit odd.
"Are you sure you want to do it?"

"Yeah, I'm sure, but are you sure you'll do it to me after I've done you?"

"I promise." Greg said.

"And what if we get rescued someday? Will you tell anyone what we did?"
Derrick asked feeling both excited and a bit embarrassed about the whole
thing.

"I promise I won't tell as long as you promise you won't tell too." Greg
said.

They held out their pinky fingers and did the age old pinky shake to
confirm their promise.

Greg got up from the fire and spread his blanket out on the sand, the sound
of surf far off and calm. Slowly he laid down on his back and Derrick came
over and squatted down on his heels by Greg's crotch.

"What do I do?" Derrick asked as he stared intently at Greg's huge (at
least compared to his) dick.

"Well, you just do what you do to yourself. Take hold of it, squeeze a bit,
but not too hard and then stroke it up as far as it will go and then back
down again. Slowly at first and then faster as you go." Greg instructed.

"How will I know when to stop?" Derrick asked.

"Don't worry, you'll know and if you don't I'll tell you!" Greg laughed.

Slowly, with mounting excitement and desire Derrick reached out and wrapped
his hand around Greg's hard dick. It was hot to the touch and
smooth. Slowly, as instructed, he stroked his hard dick up, gently
squeezing until he felt resistence and then back down again.  He could feel
the muscle of Greg's dick sliding underneath the silky smooth skin. His
mind was filled with possibilities, he wanted to do more than just stroke
Greg's dick but for now he would enjoy this new sensation as he waited for
his turn.

Faster and faster Derrick stroked Greg's hard cock. Greg was tense at
first, nervous for some reason that he couldn't quite describe, but with
each stroke of Derrick's tight fist Greg relaxed until he was laying there
with his eyes closed and his mouth hanging open breathing heavily.

Greg felt the familiar stirring in his stomach and moaned, "Faster, do it
faster." Derrick followed his instructions and before Greg could warn him
he had cum harder than ever before. He moaned out loud and his muscles
tightened lifting his head up off the blanket, grimacing with pleasure and
lust as his cum shot out in hot fiery bursts all over Derrick's hand.

Derrick laughed out loud and held his hand up for Greg to see. There was
cum all over it, dripping down his wrist in tight, stringy strands. He
wiped his hand in the sand and said, "My turn!"

Greg laughed and said, "Give me a minute to recuperate."

But Derrick had already laid over on his back his dick standing straight up
in the air, so Greg laughed leaned over and took his dick in his fingers
and began to stroke him. At the third stroke Derrick went all tense and
Greg could feel his cock throb in his fingers and knew that Derrick had had
an orgasm. When he looked down at Derrick's red dick he could see a tiny
miky drop of cum glistening on his head. Greg had the strongest desire to
lean down and lick that drop off of his dick, but he stopped himself
feeling ashamed that he had even thought it.

"That was incredible!" Derrick said. "I want to do it again!"

Greg laughed and was surprised to find that he was hard again.

That night Greg and Derrick took turns jacking each other off time and time
again until Greg's dick was sore and he had to stop for the night. Derrick
seemed insatiable.

***

The next few days passed in a rapid succession of mutual masturbation that
kept the boys busy for hours at a time. The days were long and getting
hotter, the nights were short but blessedly cool.

Months had passed since the two boys had awoken to find them selves
stranded on this island and during that time there had been no severe
weather at all, just light rain here and there. But Greg knew that this
good weather wouldn't last forever so each day the boys hiked into the
jungle looking for a good cave to retreat to in case of a severe
storm. Greg never voiced to Derrick his concern for their survival should a
hurricane strike the island, he wasn't sure that even a long deep cave
could protect them from that.  But it was never far from his mind.

***

The hike up the mountainside had proved harder than Greg had thought. The
fact that neither boy had shoes didn't help. Their feet were sore and
scraped by all the jagged rocks they climbed over, but Greg was sure had
seen a cave, if they could just climb a bit higher they could check it out.

Once they reached the cave it was so dark that both boys just stood there
and looked into it.  Finally Derrick said, "What are you waiting for, you
go first."

Greg looked deep into the mouth of the cave and wondered what might be
living in there. So far they had seen nothing larger than a rat on the
island so intellectually Greg knew that there wouldn't be anything living
in the cave but his young mind was so filled with horror movies and ghost
stories that it took all of his courage to enter the cave. But enter it he
did.

The cave went on for perhaps 2 or 3 hundred feet and then ended at a rough
wall. There were enough twists and turns in the cave that Greg felt sure
this cave would provide them with the most protection they could find so
the two boys began working on a quicker way up to the cave.  Removing the
sharp rocks and carrying bags of sand up and up until about a week later
they had a nice trail up to the cave.

Then they carried some emergency food and stored it in the cave along with
lots of fire wood and a few blankets and some coconuts.  Should a severe
storm hit they could make it to the cave in 20 minutes and stay there for a
few days should the need arise.

It was good timing too. Three days after they finished the remodeling and
stocking of the cave Derrick and Greg awoke to a stiff wind and an overcast
sky.

"Its going to storm." Derrick said a bit shakily.

"Yeah looks that way." Greg said.

"Should we head to the cave?"

"Nah, not yet anyway, lets see what happens. It might just blow over."

The two boys started the day venturing into the jungle in search of ripe
bananas and coconuts.  But the wind grew steadily stronger until occasional
bursts were causing the boys to stop and lean into the wind.

"I want to go to the cave!" Derrick shouted over the roar of the wind.

"Okay, lets go!." Greg agreed.

They ran back down the trail to the hut and then around to the trail
leading up to the cave. By the time they reached the caves mouth the wind
was howling around them and rain had begun to fall.  The small drops of
rain being driven by the wind so hard that they hurt when they hit the boys
naked flesh.

They dashed inside and around the first turn of the cave to their cache of
supplies and dropped panting onto the blankets trying to catch their
breath.

Once they had calmed a bit Greg gathered some dry fiber and make a small
mound of it, he then carefully stacked lots of small, dry twigs around the
mound and picked up the two rocks they had placed by the firewood and began
striking them against each other. With each strike sparks would fly out
into the mound of fiber and Greg would gently blow. It didn't take long
before they had a roaring fire, which gave light, warmth and sense of
security while the storm raged outside; unbelievably gaining in strength
instead of letting up.

Secretly Greg wondered what they would do if their little hut were blown
away. He had a vague idea of how to build it, he had spent time studying
the way the bamboo sticks had been cut and tied together but he wasn't
entirely sure he could rebuild it like it was and hoped and prayed the hut
would survive this terrible storm.

As night fell the two boys, scared and cold huddled close to each other,
Greg's arm draped over Derrick's shoulders in front of the fire. Listening
to the storm howl and the rain pelt the ground.  So far the cave had proved
to be a safe spot indeed. The wind rarely made it around the first turn in
the cave and the rain never came more than a few feet inside the entrance.

The fire was burning low. Greg grabbed some more sticks and tossed them on
the fire. Neither one of them had said anything for a long time, both lost
in their own personal worries.

Finally Derrick said, "I'm scared."

The paternal instinct in Greg came to the surface instantly. He hugged
Derrick tighter to him and said, "Don't worry we're safe in here."

"I know, but what if our hut is gone when we get back?" Derrick asked.

"Well, if it is we'll deal with it. Now why don't we do something to pass
the time and take our minds off the storm. Got any ideas?"

"We could jack each other off." Derrick said.

Greg felt his cock stiffen slightly. After all the time since they first
started jacking each other off it still hadn't got boring.

"Okay," Greg said, "or we could try something new."

Derrick perked up at that. He had proven time and time again that he was an
imaginative guy and willing to try anything. He was the one who started
spitting on Greg's dick while he jacked him off, he was the one had
insisted they try jacking off in different positions and places. Derrick
was nothing if not adventuresome. And Greg had slowly become more and more
comfortable with the thought of trying other things.

"Well, I've thought about it and I think the most fun we could have is by
playing Dare, have you ever played Dare?"

Derrick thought about it for a minute and then said, "I played Truth or
Dare once with some other kids, is that the same thing?"

"Yes and no. Dare is Truth or Dare without the Truth. We take turns Daring
each other to do things. Like I'd dare you to do two things and you'd have
to do one of them."

"What if I didn't do it?"

"If you don't complete your Dare then I get to Dare you again and you have
to do it no matter what or I get to hit you in the arm as hard as I want!"
Greg said.

"But there are rules; in this case the first rule would be nothing outside
of the cave, its too dangerous out there right now. The other would be
nothing that would hurt."

"Okay, who goes first?"

"Since I've played it before I'll go first, okay?" Greg said.

"Sure." Derrick replied already feeling his stomach loosen a bit from the
fear of the storm as his mind was occupied by other thoughts.

"Okay then," Greg said, and placed his chin in his hand while he thought
hard, "I dare you to.....kiss my butt; or, I dare you too.........stand on
your head while I spank your ass three times!"

Derrick laughed out loud at the idea of that one.

"Okay which one is it going to be Dirk!" Greg chided calling him by his
nick name.

"Don't call me that JERK!" Derrick replied laughingly.

"Okay I'll kiss your butt!" Derrick said laughing even harder.

"Alright but you have to kiss my butt hole, not just my butt cheek!"

"Gross!" Derrick laughed.

Greg got up on his hands and knees and leaning on his left arm he reached
back with his right arm and spread his cheeks, "Kiss away big boy!" he
laughed.

Derrick closed his eyes, leaned in and planted a big kiss right on target!

Greg was surprised at the brief moment of pleasure that surged through him
as Derrick's lips touched his ass, but to cover it he laughed out loud and
sat back down, "Okay your turn."

"Lets see," Derrick said, "I dare you to....kiss me full on the mouth just
like you would your girlfriend; or, I dare you too........kiss my balls
three times!" he said it with a shrill laugh at just how devious he was.

Greg thought about and decided that kissing his balls was a bit too soon
and said, "Okay I'll kiss you like a girl then." trying to make it sound
like an insult to Derrick but inside he wanted to kiss him.

They both giggled and slowly leaned in towards each other, the storm
totally forgotten by both boys. Their lips met and Greg pushed in a little
harder. At first they just pecked each other, mouths closed but both
enjoying the sensation. Greg placed his hand behind Derrick's head and held
it still and close to his as he rapidly kissed him, gradually slowing until
their lips were pressed hard against each other. Greg opened his mouth a
bit and let his tongue poke out and stroke Derrick's lips and to his
surprise Derrick opened his mouth and their tongues met and began to dance
and play with each other until both boys were locked in a deep open mouth
kiss.

Greg ran his hand down Derrick's back and his soft tanned skin, feeling
almost like silk to his touch. Derrick placed his hand on Greg's inner
thigh and rubbed it back and forth.

Finally the kiss broke and both boys backed away, out of breath, laughing,
and hard as rocks.

"That was fun." Derrick said.

"Yeah, it was. Now its your turn, I dare you to....kiss me again just like
before but this time you have to jack me off at the same time; or, I dare
you too...." Greg was ready to move on to more heady stuff but wasn't sure
if Derrick would go for it or not, but he decided he'd try and see what
happened. "...kiss my dick the way we just kissed using your tongue until I
tell you you can stop."

Derrick thought about it for a time and said, "I'll kiss and jack you off."

The two boys moved closer together, both sitting Indian style on the hard
rock floor with only a thin blanket between their naked bottoms and the
cold rock beneath. They moved together until their knees were touching and
then leaned in and began kissing again. Much deeper this time and more
passionately.

Derrick reached out and grabbed hold of Greg's hard cock and clumsily
started jacking him off as they kissed. The sensation was so incredible
that without even thinking about it Greg reached out and started jacking
off Derrick too. The two boys kissed and stroked each other for much longer
than either thought they would. They reveled in the feel of each others
tongue in their mouth and each others dick in their hands.

But finally they were winded and the kiss broke.

Greg panted and said, "Wow, that was fun."

"Yeah," Derrick said, "Wanna do it some more?"

"Let's keep playing our game and see where it takes us. I'm willing to do
anything you can think of, what about you?"

"Me too." Derrick replied enthusiastically.

"Okay Derrick its your turn. Try to be creative this time." Greg said.

Derrick thought about it for a bit and then said, "Okay, I dare you to...
put my dick in your mouth and suck it like you would a sucker; or, I dare
you to suck my balls until I tell you you can stop!  HA!" Derrick cried
triumphantly as if he had just pronounced check mate in a heated game of
chess.

Greg smiled, he had been thinking of sucking Derrick's dick for a while now
but had been afraid to voice his desire. Now was his chance but he found he
was still a bit too nervous to go all the way yet so he said, "Okay, I'll
suck your balls then."

Derrick grinned with delight and leaned back on both his arms spreading his
legs wide, his rock hard cock standing straight up. By the firelight Greg
could see the first few blonde hairs starting to grow in around Derrick's
balls. Greg tried to remember how big Derrick's cock had been when they
first got to the island and while he couldn't remember exactly he knew that
it had grown quite a bit. He could now wrap four of his fingers around his
dick when he jacked him off, and that little drop was now a larger milky
drop too.

Turning himself over and laying down on his throbbing dick Greg leaned in
between Derrick's legs. He ran his hands up the inside of his thighs and
pushed them apart a little more while he stuck his tongue out and gently
licked Derrick's balls for the first time.

Derrick shivered a little and scooted even closer to Greg's waiting mouth.

Finally deciding that he should just let his fear go Greg opened his mouth
and pulled Derrick's balls fully inside him. His mouth began watering
immediately and he moved his tongue around the smooth sack feeling the
balls within move. Slowly he began sucking harder and harder until
Derrick's balls were a tight lump in his hot mouth while his tongue worked
them like candy.

Derrick's voice cracked a little when he said, "Okay you can stop."

But Greg didn't want to stop, he wanted to suck Derrick's dick so bad it
was almost a pain to tear himself away from his crotch but he obeyed and
sat upright.

"How was it?" Greg asked.

"Better than jacking off!" Derrick answered with a huge smile and they both
laughed.

"Okay my turn," Greg said, "I dare you to do the same thing to me for as
long as I want you to do it; or, I dare you to kiss my asshole again, but
this time you have to use your tongue just like when we were kissing!"
Greg's inhibitions were totally gone now and he could think of no limit to
what he would do or what he wanted done to him.

"I'll suck your balls." Derrick said eager to see what it was like.

Greg speedily leaned back and spread his legs for Derrick, his dick so hard
that it felt like it was straining to burst out of his own skin.

Without hesitation Derrick leaned over and took Greg's large hairy balls in
his hand and stuffed them into his mouth.

Greg moaned out loud at the feeling of Derricks hot, wet mouth engulfing
his filled balls. Derrick began sucking in earnest and moving his tongue
all over Greg's balls. The sensation was so intense that Greg thought he
was going to cum and cried, "Stop!"

Derrick came up from Greg's crotch in a hurry and said, "What, did I do
something wrong?"

"No, but I was about to cum and I don't want to yet!" Greg said.

"Why not?"

"Because sometimes, if you get real close to cumming and then stop and
start again when you do cum its even better." Greg explained.

"Anyway, its your turn."

"Okay." Derrick said, "I dare you to suck my balls some more, just like
before; or, I dare you to suck my dick the same way."

Greg smiled inwardly and outwardly too. Finally he was going to be able to
suck Derricks cock.  He hadn't realized how badly he wanted to until that
moment. "Hmmmm..." Greg said as if he were really thinking hard, "Well,
I've already sucked your balls, might as well try sucking your dick!"

Derrick shrieked with anticipation and leaned back, offering up his
throbbing cock and Greg went down on him without hesitation. Taking his
entire dick into his mouth with one gulp.  Derricks cock was hot and
throbbed fiercely in Greg's mouth as he sucked and licked it. It was just
the perfect length and thickness to fill his mouth. If it were any larger
he wouldn't be able to fit it all in. But fit it all in he did and loved
the sensation of that smooth skin in his mouth, that warmth filling his
mouth with pleasure.

Greg popped Derrick's hard cock out of his mouth and said, "I have an idea.
Why don't I suck you until you cum and then you suck me till I cum and then
we can get some sleep, its getting late and I don't think the storm is
going to break anytime soon."

Without a moments pause Derrick said, "Okay."

Greg smiled and leaned forward. He took Derrick's cock in his hand and
stroked it a few times.  His cocked gleamed in the firelight and, as if he
was taking the most delicious food in his mouth, Greg took his hard cock
back in his mouth and began sucking for all he was worth. He created enough
suction in his mouth that he feared Derrick's cock might just explode and
still it wasn't enough, he sucked and sucked consumed with the need to feel
this hot cock in his mouth.

Derrick moaned and in a husky voice said, "God that feels good! I think I'm
going to cum!"

And with that Derrick's hips thrust forward, pushing his cock just a little
farther down Greg's throat causing him to gag a little and then came hard
into Greg's mouth.

With the first pulse Greg knew Derrick was cumming and thought about
pulling it out before his cum got in his mouth, but he knew that Derrick
still only came a small drop and decided to go for it. To his surprise he
felt a much larger squirt of cum hit the back of his throat as Derrick
cried out in surprise also. The hot, bitter, salty cum flooded his mouth
and before he could stop himself he had swallowed it. Surprisingly he
continued to suck his cock a few strokes more, nursing another drop of cum
out onto his tongue before withdrawing, his own cock so hard and sensitive
that he feared he might cum.

"That was fucking incredible." Derrick said panting. It was the first time
Greg had ever heard him cuss and in his current state it made him even
hotter.

"Now do me!" he almost cried out and Derrick leaned right over and took his
hard dick into his mouth.

Tears formed in Greg's eyes at the pleasure of Derricks hot wet mouth
draped over his hard cock and he cried out, "I'm cumming!"

Derrick didn't even flinch, his mouth was filled to capacity with Greg's
beautiful cock and he wanted more of it in his mouth but it just wouldn't
fit. He sucked harder and harder until finally Greg exploded and flooded
his mouth with the hot sticky cum. He had secretly tasted Greg's cum many
times when Greg wasn't looking, after jacking him off, by discreetly
licking it off of his fingers. He had come to love the secret tastes of
Greg's cum and swallowed each spurt with great enthusiasm. Most of the cum
shot straight down his throat but as he pulled back on Greg's dick one last
shot hit his tongue full on and covered the inside of his mouth with its
salty goodness and Derrick came again, with virtually no stimulation other
than the feel of the blankets rubbing his hardon. He moaned with Greg's
cock still in his mouth.

As Greg's breathing slowly returned to normal he cupped Derrick's head in
his hands and slowly pulled his mouth off of his cock. It seemed as if
Derrick didn't want to let it out. He pulled his head up and kissed him
passionately wrapping his arms around his slight body and pulling him close
to him until he was flat on his back with Derricks full weight on top of
him. He ran his hands down Derrick's back and cupped his ass while they
kissed, he could taste his own cum on Derricks tongue.

Slowly he rolled over and pulled the blanket over them both. Derrick
squirmed around so that they were spooning and Greg put is arm around him
tightly, his still hard cock pressed firmly against Derrick's ass and the
two kissed one more time before falling fast asleep in each others arms.

***

The next day the boys awoke still wrapped in each others arms. The nights
events not forgotten but strangely both boys felt a bit awkward about what
they had done with each other.

Instead of talking the two got up, straightened up the cave and walked to
the entrance to see if the storm had passed in the night. It had so they
headed back to their hut both thinking the same thing but not voicing
it. What if the hut was gone....

To their great relief the hut was still standing, leaning a bit and a lot
of the big leaves used for the roof were gone, but it was still standing
and Greg had learned early on how to replace the leaves as they dried up
and became useless.

The rest of the day was spent cleaning up the broken limbs and debris that
had been blown all over the place, finding food and boiling water. Neither
boy spoke much but as the day passed the uncomfortable feelings passed too
until, late in the day Derrick said, "I really had fun last night."

"Me too." Greg replied with a wiry smile on his face. He hadn't been able
to block out the feel of Derrick's cock in his mouth all day. And the
memory of his hard cock pressed firmly against Derrick's ass as they laid
down to sleep haunted him whenever he let himself think about it. It had
made him think of other things to do with each other, but he didn't believe
Derrick would ever go for that. He wasn't sure he'd go for that either for
that matter.  But the thought of it was enough to make him half hard every
time.

That evening as the two sat by the fire listening to the night surf Greg
said, "You know, we haven't even jacked off once today. I wonder if we're
getting sick!" and laughed at his own joke.

Greg replied, "I was thinking about that at lunch today and I got really
hard, but for some reason I hid it from you."

"Are you embarrassed by what we did last night?" Greg asked.

"Not really, but kind of."

"I know what you mean. I feel the same way, but I also can't wait to do it
again." Greg said.

"Me too!" Derrick screamed in delight and they both laughed.

"Well it only makes sense that if we both want to do it again then we
shouldn't feel bad about it.  I mean it looks like we're going to be stuck
here for the rest of our lives and since there are no women on this island
what else can we do?" Greg said.

"That's right, and we've already promised not to tell anyone what we did so
who's to know."  Derrick exclaimed.

"Cool." Greg replied.

"So, you wanna play Dare again?" Derrick asked.

Both boys fell over laughing at how eager they both were to repeat the
experience but Greg had a better idea.

"How about we don't play Dare and just experiment with each other and do
whatever we want."  Greg suggested.

Derrick said, "Okay that sounds fun. Will you still do anything I can think
of like you said last night?"

"I think so, I can think of a lot of things to do but I can't think of
anything I wouldn't do with you.  So what do you want to do?" Greg asked.

"Lets start by kissing." Derrick suggested.

So the two boys leaned over and kissed each other lightly on the mouth. One
kiss, two kisses, on the third kiss Greg reached over and ran his hands
through Derrick's hair and pulled him closer to him.

Slowly the boys laid down on their sides still open mouth kissing like two
boy dying of thirst sucking up the last drop of water. Greg rolled slightly
and Derrick rolled with him so that Derrick was on top of Greg.

Greg sighed with the pleasure of Derrick's naked body weighing on him and
his cock throbbed to full attention pressed against Greg's smooth skin and
he slowly began humping him. Not to be outdone Derrick began pumping back.

"Hold on a minute." Greg said, "Raise up a bit."

Derrick raised his body up off of Greg and Greg slowly positioned him so
that when he laid back down on top of him their dicks were pressed firmly
together and the two ground their groins together as they kissed and their
hands explored each others body.

Without asking permission and without any hesitation Derrick slowly began
kissing Greg's face, his nose, his chin and then his neck and shoulders
slowly moving down until he was sucking Greg's nipple and then moving over
to the other nipple.

Inch by tantalizing inch Derrick slowly moved down Greg's lean torso until
finally he was poised between Greg's spread legs licking and sucking his
hairy balls. Derrick couldn't believe how much he enjoyed sucking those
hairy balls, even the hair felt good in his mouth and the sound of Greg
sighing with pleasure sent ripples of pure ecstacy through his young body.

Slowly he kissed his way up the length of Greg's hard cock until he was
slowly swirling his tongue around the hard head. Taking a deep breath
Derrick gradually slipped Greg's hard dick in his mouth and began wetting
it so that it would slide in and out easier.

Suddenly Greg felt the tip of his cock enter Derrick's mouth and moaned out
loud as Derrick slowly took more than half of his hard cock into his hot,
wet mouth. As Derrick stroked it, lovingly, tightly sucking it, Greg
stiffened and faster than he wanted to he said, "I'm going to cum!"

Gratefully Derrick just kept sucking, taking even longer strokes with his
wet mouth until Greg couldn't hold back any more and came in a loud earth
shattering orgasm filling Derrick's mouth with the biggest, hottest load of
cum Greg had ever shot.

Derrick felt Greg's ball tighten in his hand as he went down on his hard
cock. He knew he was ready to cum even before Greg cried out and he
couldn't wait. Greg's hips raised up off the ground thrusting his cock into
Derrick's mouth and the first burst of cum was so hard that Derrick
couldn't swallow it fast enough and it shot out of the corners of his mouth
and draped down his chin and all over Greg's hard dick.

Derrick swallowed what he could and came up for a breath. As his mouth came
off of Greg's pumping cock another burst of cum shot out of his dick and
without even thinking about it Derrick went back down, quickly sucking the
cum off of his hard head and down his shaft until he was licking his
stomach trying to get every drop.

Finally he came up and kissed Greg on the mouth and pulled his shoulder to
indicate that he wanted Greg ontop of him. Greg, being 16 was still ready
to go and obliged by rolling over.

Now on top of Derrick he decided to try what he had been thinking about all
day.

His cock was still slick from all of the cum and still hard as a rock.
Gently he kissed Derrick's lips and whispered, "I want to try something
else, just relax."

"Okay." Derrick said almost in agony at how horny he was.

Slowly Greg ran his hands down Derrick's legs until he reached his
knees. He ran his hands behind Derrick's knees and pulled them up as he sat
up too. He placed Derrick's feet on his shoulders and slowly spread
Derrick's butt cheeks until his cherry ass hole was open and up in the air.

Derrick said, "Is it going to hurt?" somehow knowing what Greg was about to
try and both welcoming it and being afraid of it at the same time.

"I don't know, but I'll be easy." Greg promised.

Greg took his right hand and gripped his own cock squeezing once and then
placing his cock head gently against Derrick's asshole and slowly pushed.

Derrick took a deep breath and scrunched his eyes up as the pressure built.
Along with the pressure their was some small amount of pain and a much
larger amount of pleasure.

Millimeter by millimeter Greg slowly forced his cock into Derrick's hot,
tight ass hole until he was half way in, then he slowly withdrew all the
way. When his head popped out Derrick opened his eyes and half cried out,
"Don't stop now!"

So Greg pressed his prick back in, this time he went in a little faster and
Derrick's gasp was obviously one of pleasure and not pain, which encouraged
Greg to go even farther this time until finally his hips were pressed close
up against Derrick's crotch, his cock entirely buried in his now burning
ass.

Faster and fast Greg began to pump, in and out, half way out, all the way
in, most of the way out, all the way in, Derrick's inner muscles
contracting and pleasuring him in ways he had never dreamed possible.

His orgasm came upon he with a fire that seemed to start behind his
eyeballs and run like electricity down his spine as he thrust harder and
harder, faster and faster. When his hot cum finally spurt out of him it did
so with such force that it was almost pain and Greg cried out.

Derrick felt the end coming soon and began to tighten his butt muscles,
pushing and pulling with his hips, never wanting this sensation to end but
also dying to stick his dick in Greg's ass. Finally Greg moaned loudly and
to Derrick's surprise he could feel the hot jets of cum shooting up his
ass. It was such an intense moment that Greg bent forward and Derrick
raised up, their open mouths meeting in the middle, and Greg thrust and
thrust with maddening speed and shot load after load of hot cum up his ass.

Finally satiated Greg fell down onto of Derrick panting heavily into his
ear. Derrick said, "Hurry up, roll over, I wanna try it too."

As worn out as he was Greg wanted to know what that felt like too and
eagerly rolled over onto his stomach and pushed his legs up under him so
that he was on his hands and knees.

Derrick rolled around and stood up, coming up behind Greg and squatting
down on his knees.  With his typical intensity Derrick grabbed his
throbbing dick and put it in Greg's ass with one thrust causing Greg to cry
out in pain, "Gently! Gently!"

Derrick slowed down and began to thrust, fire rushing up from his groin and
into his stomach with each thrust. The smooth warmth that engulfed his cock
was beyond anything he could have imagined and before his third thrust he
came with such force that it made tears appear in his eyes.

Greg was reveling in the feeling of being penetrated, he found himself
wishing Derrick had a bigger dick so he could have more inside him. When
Derrick came Greg pulled forward causing Derrick's still spurting dick to
slip out. He rolled over underneath Derrick and grabbed his throbbing and
aching cock and began to pull at it fiercely, using Derrick's cum as a lube
until he came again his cum shooting up and all over Derrick's tight little
balls.

Derrick rolled off of Greg and onto his back panting a little and Greg took
advantage of that moment to lean down and suck his own cum off of Derrick's
balls, smiling as Derrick shivered from the feeling.

Gently they wrapped themselves together, kissing and drifted off to sleep
in each others arms.

***

The next two years went by in rapid succession. An occasional storm drove
the boys to their safe house and the sex continued and grew to
lovemaking. The canned food in the hut had long since disappeared and they
had lived on the coconuts, bananas and the muscles they were able to gather
along the shore. Both boys were lean and in excellent physical health.

It was mid afternoon and Greg was having a nice nap when he heard Derrick
shriek.

Startled into action Greg stumbled and fell, half in, half out of his
hammock so that his leg was tangled and it took a moment or two to untangle
himself. With ever breath he imagined Derrick dying in some horrible way.

Finally he was free and he ran. Reaching the beach he saw Derrick standing
at the water line straining to see something far off on the horizon.

"What are hollering about! You scared me to death." Greg demanded.

"Look! Don't you see it!" Derrick nearly shouted in excitement.

"No! I don't see anything, what is it?" Greg asked straining his eyes
trying to see something.  Derrick had always had better vision.

"I think it's a ship!" Derrick said.

Dread seeped its way down Greg's spine at those words. He had thought about
being rescued for a long time and the more he thought about it the more he
hopped it never happened. He and Derrick had found a kind of heaven on this
beautiful island.  The land supplied them with the food and water they
needed to live and their love for one another gave them everything else
they could ever need.

What would happen if they were rescued? Would they just part and never see
each other again?  What if the outside world found out about their love?
Would the be hated and shunned or welcomed? More and more Greg knew that if
they were ever rescued he would never be so happy again.

A few minutes more and Greg was able to see the ship too. It was a big one
and seemed to be heading very close to their island. It was time to talk.

"Its going to take them a while to see us." Greg said. "So lets talk for a
minute."

"Can you wait! Just think PIZZA! ICE CREAM! I don't know what I'll eat
first. And we'll finally be able to see our families!" Derrick was
obviously thrilled at the prospect of going home.

"Yeah." Greg grunted.

"What's the matter? I thought you'd be happy." Derrick asked.

"I am. I guess." Greg sighed.

"No you're not. But why? Don't you want to go home?"

Greg decided to just say it. "Yes and no. I mean I want to eat real food
again and I want to see my family and friends again. I know they must be
worried. And I'd love to know what the fuck happened to us, how we got
here. But at the same time I'm really happy here with you. And what happens
to us if we go home? Will we ever see each other again?  I love you
Derrick, I don't think I want to live without you. And this island, I love
this island, it feeds us and shelters us and allows us to be happy just
living. Do you really want to give all that up?"

"Wow." Derrick said a bit awed by this stream of consciousness so
unexpected. "I'd never thought of all that."

"I have, a lot. Look, I don't want to keep you from going home if that's
what you want, and if you go I go. Just think about it for a minute." Greg
said almost pleadingly.

With a very distressed look on his face Derrick stood up and said, "I need
to think, I'll be back, keep an eye on the ship." and walked away.

Greg felt a lump in his throat, he had just hurt Derrick without even
knowing it. The last thing on earth he would ever want to do. But he let
him walk away he knew he needed to think about it.

Derrick walked back up the now well worn trail to the hut and stepped
inside. It was dark and cool, clean and neat. The two had a lot of time on
their hands and kept their home in tip top shape. It was a good life, Greg
was right about that. And Derrick loved Greg every bit as much as Greg
loved him. No one could ever bring Derrick so much pleasure, and not just
from the sex either. Just being near Greg was pleasure for Derrick. And
sitting by the fire at night, exhausted from the incredible sex they had
had, with Greg propped up against a log and Derricks head in his lap, Greg
gently running his fingers through Derrick's thick long blonde hair. Those
were the best moments ever.

Derrick was 17 or 18 years old now. He wasn't sure which. And despite his
lack of education was a very thoughtful and smart young man. He knew this
was a life altering decision and he also knew that he was probably too
young to be making such a decision. But there was no one else to make it
for him. Greg had already said he had doubts about leaving but that he
would go with Derrick whichever way he chose. So the decision was his and
his alone.

***

Jack ran the small boat ashore and shut the motor off with an aggravated
sigh.  There was no way the two boys could have survived on such a small
island for almost 3 years.  It was a waste of time to search it. But the
fathers had insisted that they seen someone on the beach so here he was.

Brian and Gail got out of the boat and helped Jack pull it further up on
the beach. They stood and surveyed the layout.

Gail was the first to spot the trail, "Hey look, is that a trail? There
couldn't be any animal life big enough to make a trail like that on this
tiny island, maybe they did see something after all!"

The three walked up the beach and followed the trail to a clearing with a
primitive hut in the middle and a fire pit that looked recent but was now
cold.

Inside the hut were two hammocks and nothing else. There were bare
footprints on the ground all over.

"Good lord." Jack said, "I think we've found them."

"But where are they?" Brian asked.

"Let's spread out and look around, they may be out gathering food. Look for
more trails." Jack said.

The three spread out and began searching the surrounding jungle for a
trail.

Jack's radio crackled and Drew's familiar voice echoed through the
clearing.  "Jack. You there Jack? Have you found anything?"

Jack couldn't bring himself to give Drew and Mark any false hopes. He knew
that they were more likely to find two corpses than two boys. But for two
years these men had spent every penny they could beg borrow or steal to
look for their sons. They never faltered.

The kidnappers had told them the general area of the ocean where they had
left them but both men had died before they could tell them exactly where
they had left them.  For the first six months the Coast Guard had conducted
the search with helicopters, planes and boats. But finally they had given
up.

Drew and Mark however would never give up. Both had been wealthy, happily
married businessmen before this. But after such a long time their fortunes
were gone along with their wives and friends and happiness.

They were driven by the certain knowledge that somewhere out there, their
son's were alive and praying every night that their dad's would find them.

"I found something!" Gail called. The others rushed to her. She was
standing in front of a smaller trail.

"Well don't just stand there, lets see where it goes." Jack said.

The trio of would-be rescuers headed up the trail and found the cave along
with the stored supplies but no sign of Greg and Derrick.

Suddenly Brian called out, "Hey come look at this."

Jack and Gail came out of the cage and found Brian squatting a few yards
away brushing sand away from something.

"I thought I saw a mound over here, it didn't look natural so I thought I'd
check it out. Look."

Jack and Gail squatted beside Brian and looked. It was a small cross, very
worn by the passage of time and mostly buried by the sand. The three looked
at each other and knew what they had found. It was one of the boys.

"Now what do we do?" Brian asked.

"I don't know." Jack sighed.

"I think we should leave him here. The other one is probably gone too, but
there was no one to burry him. Maybe he just walked out into the ocean in
his loneliness. Either way I doubt he's still alive. He'd have heard us by
now."

They all knew he was right.

Later that night Drew and Mark placed a large cross on the grave. They had
made it out of wood onboard the ship and one of the sailors had craved

                           Greg Lewis
                              and
                        Derrick Rockhill

      May they lie in the peace and rest of the innocent.
                   They were taken too soon.

***

Greg and Derrick stood on the shore, the sun had set and the stars were
shining brightly under the full moon.

The ships lights had long since disappeared on the horizon.

"Are you sure we made the right choice?" Derrick asked.

Greg squeezed Derricks hand, "I don't know. But its done now."

The two turned and headed back to their hut a little heavy of heart and
uncertain about their future but both happy to be in each others company.

They had seen their fathers again and discovered the grave of the hut's
builder, it had been right in front of them all along. Both events had
shaken the boys but their resolve to stay together, no matter the cost was
still strong.

They sat by the cold fire pit, arm-in-arm, and watched as the dawn finally
broke over the horizon.

End.