Date: Thu, 17 May 2007 09:56:20 +0000 From: Al Peres Subject: THE ISLAND THAT NEVER WAS - Part Two Chapter 5 - Shipwreck survivors. The following morning they woke up at the sunrise, Bernard touched his son and he immediately rose. "How do you feel, dad?" "Much better, my leg doesn't ache, only if I make a quick move, but my testicles still give me some pain." Jeremy spread his father's legs with care and touched the inflamed balls. "Dad, they look much better and are not so inflamed as yesterday, but still are very blue. " "I need to urinate and pop my son, and I don't know what to do." "You just turn a little over to pee, do it as you are; I'll make a hole under you so you can crap in there, then I'll put some sand on it and we will move to another place; that's until you can move by yourself." The man smiled the efficiency of his son. "We need to eat some fish, even if it is raw. I have seen many crabs on the rock easy to catch. Also we can make a harpoon and try to get some lazy fish. In this type of islands, in the coral rocks, exists a fish called grouper. It is half a metre long and very thick; its meat is wonderful." "Dad, we can cook it making a fire, I found the piece of iron that you used in the ship, it is in your shorts' pocket." "We can't do that by now until we are absolutely sure that we are the only human beings in this island; the fire would immediately detect us. As soon as I am a little better we will start exploring it." "You are clever dad." The boy smiled. "No. I have read some books and reports in the school written by people that went thru similar circumstances, so we must learn from their experiences." A few days later Bernard could walk with the crutch; Jeremy fabricated a good harpoon and started trying to thrust it into large fishes; the first times he failed but he was patient and persisted, soon he learnt and they ate fish every time they wanted; even he started diving into the coral rocks and hunted them. He developed such a skill doing so that he seemed a fish rather than a boy with his lovely tanned body; his father looked at him with pride. One of those days he dived and extracted with some difficulty an oyster that showed to his father; he had seen them once in a market, but were smaller, people ate them raw. "Dad, how is this called?" "It is an oyster and of excellent size. Open and eat it. It is said that its meat is aphrodisiac." "Aphrodisiac? What does it means? "Well, many people believe that it gives sexual strength to those that eat then." The boy grinned, he felt his dick getting hard; he had not made any sexual thing since he was in the ship and that brought to him the lovely nights that they spent together in the cabin; he sighed. Bernard observed his son's erection and smiled. Yes, he thought, he is becoming a wonderful specimen of human being, he has lost the rest of his baby fat and diving is developing a wide chest and strong muscles. The boy opened the oyster with his knife extracting the meat, but when he was trying to get out he saw a small brilliant round pearl. "Dad, look at it! He exclaimed." The man took in his hand the beautiful object and touched it." "It is a pearl and apparently a good one. With the value of this a family could live comfortably during six moths in our country. It is a precious object. However, for us at the present it is of no value. You better keep it, who knows!." Jeremy ate the oyster and he confirmed the lovely flavour. "Tomorrow I'll try to get more of these." As many nights before, he started rubbing Bernard's chest hair and his dick went very hard; Bernard saw it and hugged his son very tight. He was sat on the floor with his back lying against a palm tree; he slid down a little so the palm was under his head, he took his clothes that were piled up near him and used them as a pillow; he motioned his son to sit on his chest; he did with an imp grin on his lips, he knew what would come afterward as he had done many times, but today the boy was hard. Bernard put his hand round the boy smooth butt's cheeks and pulled him to his face. Jeremy was not surprised because they had played in many ways during the evenings laughing and with ticklish; but this time, Bernard said: "I want to teach you something else about sex. You can do it to a girl as an aperitif and before, I would say, the main course." The naked boy laughed with his high-pitched and crystal voice. Bernard dragged back the boy's dick foreskin and Jeremy moaned in pleasure. Before he could realise Bernard put Jeremy's package into his mouth starting sucking him with slow motions, increasing the pace regularly; Jeremy could not resist the warm sensations and the pleasure of his father ministrations. He moaned and gasped loudly because he knew no one could see or hear them; he closed his eyes and could see the beautiful rainbow and stars round him; instinctively he put his hands on his father's head and helped him in his blow job. The boy tossed his head back, his mouth open and breathing heavily. He started moving his hips back and forward and soon he reached the peak of his rainbow. He exploded as many Chinese fireworks when his dry orgasm reached the peak, collapsing on top of his father head breathing heavily. Bernard left his son's pack out of his mouth; he kissed him on the forehead and Jeremy's body slid on top of his dad until he was sat on his tummy. His hair, now long and near blond due to sun, was wet with sweat. He lay there with his head on his father's shoulder. Bernard felt his son's heartbeat on his chest and soon their hearts got the same pace, so that only one could be heard. Bernard felt happy because he finally had disregarded his prejudices. He wanted to cause his son pleasure and receive from him, if he wanted. After ten minutes or so, Jeremy reacted, raised his body and kissed his father on the lips; a long and tender kiss; nothing sexual, but love. "Dad, that was marvellous, John started doing it to me, but I rejected him, however I would repeat it tonight until I am exhausted." The man grinned and kissed him back. Jeremy continued. "Dad, can I do it to you?" Bernard looked into his son's eyes, hugged and kissed him tenderly. "Not tonight, Jeremy. It might provoke pain in my testicles as they are not yet totally cured, apparently they are, but the stroke was hard and they are very delicate organs. We'll do it sometime." "Dad, how can I do it to a girl? She has not a cock." Bernard laughed and Jeremy looked at him puzzled. "Yes you are right. But females receive the same sensation and pleasure if you put your tongue inside her vagina." The boy made a grimace of distaste. "That would be gross, dad." "Perhaps it is if you do it to a girl to whom you don't love; but think that you are in a bed together, let's say with the girl of your dreams; then you do to her and she does to you at the same time. It is the most wonderful sensation and pleasurable I ever experienced." "Did you do it, dad? "Oh Yes, many times to my wife; and believe me, it is great." The boy grinned slyly. "Dad, with the conversation, I am hard again." "Do you want to repeat it again?" Bernard asked smiling. "I would like to do it to you and you do it to me; but as it cannot be that, I prefer to kiss you and rub my dick against your belly." The man kissed his son again; spate some saliva on his hand and spread it on his little son's dick. Jeremy again started his motions up and down, grinding his crotch against his dad's belly until he reached his climax again. He collapsed on top of his father; Bernard put the boy on his side and dragged his body to him, cuddling him between his arms; he was already hard asleep. The night was warm, the sea looked as a lake and the moon shining and reflecting as on a large mirror. Ten days after the wreckage he could easily walk, even without the crutch, however, he did not want to waste that precious time and broke again the bone; so he was very careful. "Jeremy, explore the beach to each side of our position and pick up everything that you can find that could help us, such as ropes, nets, etc. "Alright dad. When will we explore the island?" "I think I can row without endangering my leg, so tomorrow we'll try it. We need to provide some water and fruits on the boat." They had eaten some coconuts extracting the white pulp with the knife, so they could use them as water recipient. "Great dad, I want to know everything about this island." He run on to the right side round the mountain until he was tired, he dropped into the water and swam for a few minutes, and then refreshed, resumed his explorations. He did near two miles without finding anything, except that on this side the beach ended being replaced by the base of the high mountain. He only saw palms and other trees with many fruits and coconuts on the floor or floating in the quiet sea. He returned, kissed his dad a quick peck and he continued to the other side; he thought that the island was larger than he thought when he watched it from the cave; however it reassured to him the flatness of it. When he had run about two miles he saw many pieces of ropes, some sticks from the ship and a square black object on the beach near a palm tree; he did not wanted to be caught by someone, so he entered into the jungle and approached the object from the west side; hidden behind the palm trees he observed it, it looked like a large trunk, the same as the one his mom used to guard winter clothes. After a few minutes he approached to it. It really was a heavy trunk with golden letters nailed on it, C and L, and locked with a heavy padlock. He put all his strength and dragged it amongst the trees; he looked around just in case someone was watching him, but he was alone. He tried to open it, but it was well secured; probably it had been lost by someone's luggage, he thought. He also found some ropes and a piece of net as those used in some parts to fish launching it over the water, especially on lakes. Excitedly, he run back to report it to his dad. "It is heavy, dad. I couldn't near drag it." "Alright, probably it has been in the water a long time and it is wet." "I don't think so, dad. It seemed dry and as if had been dropped there long time ago. It was fairly far from the water." Jeremy argued in his pitched voice. "Alright, we will go after lunch. With the net and the flag cord I'll prepare a fishing net and I'll show you how to use it. I saw some fishermen doing it near Madagascar." They arrived to the spot where the trunk was; Bernard looked at it and immediately recognized the large box. "It belonged to our Captain, Jeremy; the initials mean Charles Lambeth." With the ace he broke the padlock and opened the heavy top that was adjusted with a rubber joint. It contained a few boxes that he opened one by one with care, they contained: a sextant; a spyglass; equipment for shaving with bar of soap; four short guns, ammunition and powder in four recipients. Besides there was a full uniform dress for especial occasions; a fur as Bernard's used as blanket; a new oiled sable and knife, both with their respective shaft; a few books of poetry; five blank drawing notebooks, one with some sketches of a young girl and a box with carbon pencils and rubber for sketching; some letters well tide up into a lovely cedar box and some small jewels. Bernard looked to the material. "I didn't know that our Captain had so good taste for poetry; I knew he had a great culture but he never talked about his preferences." "Who is the girl, dad?" "I don't know, probably his daughter; I know he had one. In any case what is important for us are the guns and especially the sextant. I had the hope it contained some clothes, too. "We don't need them, we are happy being naked, we'll keep ours unused just in case." They smiled naughtily. "Well, don't forget the notebooks and pencils. I can now finish that sketch I started doing to you." The man grinned and hugged his son. "Will you do it with my broken leg and naked?" "Why not, and if I had colour ones I would draw you showing your blue balls." They laughed. "We'll leave it here covered with some palm tree leaves in order to protect it. It is too heavy to carry with us so long. With the boat we'll transport it to the nearest point of the cave. I'll take the sextant and you can carry two guns and ammunition; we never know." They prepared everything and the following morning they rowed round the island, but always within the rocks that ringed the island. They saw the high mountain forming a flat cone that reached till the sea. They also observed many gulls on the south side of the mountain. Jeremy, based on his dad's lessons commented: "It seems like an old dead volcano, but it is strange the flat top." "That's our next adventure once we are installed in the cave. We are now at the end of summer in here and soon the rain season will start, the storm we appreciated two weeks ago is the first signal. "That means we have to hurry up moving into the cave." "No. If I'm not wrong we will get some rain from time to time, but when it starts, it will be everyday." "Like in our country?" "Even more than that." They continued rowing reaching the longest point on the South. They went round the highest point and rowed to North; after sometime, they discovered a very hidden bay into the island; it was like a gigantic water hook with a round bay protected with palm and other trees for all sides, except for small passage that accessed to the sea. "A perfect place to hide two or three medium size ships; no one could see them, even sailing round the island rock barrier." Bernard said. "Let's going in, dad." "Yes. We'll stay here overnight." They rowed into the lake and could see it was very deep. They also could see a small stream coming from the South Mountain that dropped his crystal water into it. They tied up the boat and Jeremy went around exploring the bay; he found small pieces of ropes and some animal bones; he carried them to his dad. "It seems that this island is visited from time to time from someone who knows the place and wanted not to be detected. Those only can be pirates." "Perhaps it is a ship that comes to the place to repair damages or watering; it is a good place for it. They have wood and all they need for a repair." "It could be, son; but I don't think so. We must be alert." They ate some fruits and prepared a bed, soon they were asleep; the rowing had tired their bodies. The next day they examined the bay carefully taking note of all possible accesses. "I would like to make a sketch of this place." Jeremy said. "It is so beautiful." "You will have time enough to do it, son." They rowed again and rested and continued exploring. That night they slept in the most advanced point to the North. The following day they easily arrived to the point of departure. "As soon as I am fit enough we will explore it inland, however, we now know there is no one in the island, except us; so we can have a fire, if you wanted. "I want to eat the fish roasted, dad; wait a minute and see." Saying that he jumped into the coral rocks like a dauphin and disappeared; Jeremy had become an excellent diver and after a few dives he came with a heavy fish. With expert hands the boy cleaned the fish; Bernard had prepared the woods and soon the fish was burning on top of live embers. They ate it using the knife and forks that Bernard had made from hard wood. As usual they lay together, the boy cuddled into his father's arms and with their needs satisfied. "Dad, I like this place, I would stay here during my whole life if you were with me." Bernard looked to his son; he dragged him to his chest and kissed him on the lips. That woke the boy's sexual needs and kissed his dad back, but this time he parted his teeth and their tongues met. A passionate kiss started; both were hard. Bernard said: "I want to teach you something else. Remember, whenever you are with a girl you must not be hurry and, on contrary, you must be very tender. There are some sensible spots on some part of the body besides your penis. Lay down, please." Jeremy did it obediently with a sly grim on his face. He noticed his dad was hard for the first time after the accident. The purple colour of his balls had gone and had returned to normal. He lay on his back, his dick hard as a rock; Bernard started licking and sucking the boy earlobes; Jeremy screamed with the ticklish and pleasure sensations he was receiving. Bernard continued kissing his cheeks and his lips lightly. He continued and started licking, rubbing with the tip of his tongue and sucking his hard little nipples. Jeremy screamed in delight. "Dad that feels so, so good." He moaned as his little dick jerked with each heartbeat. He was breathing erratically and tossing his lovely head from one side to other while he placed his hands on top of his father's head. Bernard licked his buttonhole and then his balls. Jeremy squirmed; he was reaching the top of his private rainbow. Bernard knew that fact, so without delay, he put his son's hard cock into his mouth and sucked it eagerly. He did not do much more, Jeremy raised his hips and pushed his dad's head to his crotch; Bernard noticed the spasm in the boy body as a loud groan came thru his throat. The man continued sucking a little more but he left the boy's cock when he noticed it started to get flaccid. When he opened the eyes a lovely smile was on his face; he dragged his father to him. "I love you, dad." And that was enough. Bernard lay near his son, cuddled him into his arms and they enjoyed the warm night near the fire. Jeremy dreamed that night with the red haired girl again, but now in their island. With some difficulty, slowly and using his own leg, the following morning they started to walk uphill to the mountain. They found the cave, Bernard prepared a torch and explored it totally; in fact only a few metres further than where Jeremy had been; the water came from the right wall dropping on the floor and forming a little pond before it started to the entry. "Jeremy, this is fantastic!" Bernard said. The boy openly grinned for his father's recognition. "This, besides our security it will save us a lot of work. We could have built a hut but it would have never be so good as this cave; with the spyglass we would be able to find out what kind of visitor we have, if any. This has saved us a lot. Tomorrow we will start bringing the few things we have and store some amount of dry wood to make fire, just in case we have some cold nights. We have no clothes, therefore we have to protect us and never know how the weather will be like. Now let's go, I want to use the sextant at the sunset to determine our position." When they were on their way down, thinking about the privacy that the cave will give them, Jeremy got hard and his father saw it. "Dad, last night was marvellous. Do you think that a girl would accept all what you did to me?" "Even more, my son." Jeremy instinctively rubbed his dick. "I wanted to do it to you, dad; but it was so intense and we were so tired." "Never mind, son, we'll have long evenings to do whatever you want." The boy smiled. Two days later Bernard removed the sticks from his leg; he carefully started walking with the help of the crutch; those first days were essential for its recovery, the muscles had to recover its strength; he thought that the best exercise was swimming, so in that moment, he left the crutch on the beach and launched himself into the clear water followed by Jeremy. The naked bodies dived, chassed, extracted oysters and enjoyed to be alive. After one week Bernard felt as if nothing had happened. Observing the amount of pearls they had accumulated he said: "We may have problems transporting this without anyone noticing it, if we ever return home. In any case, we have a fortune of our own. "We could hide part of them in the cave, if necessary, and return later with our own ship to pick them up." "It is a good idea, however, these oceans are infected with pirates; we would need a warship for that." "We don't need to care about by now, dad. We don't know when we will return to our country, if we do." They ordered the cave and carried their belongings. With long sticks cut with the ace they closed the cave's entry, leaving only a small space as door. Jeremy liked a lot the coconut pulp; he was an expert cutting them so they could be used as recipients. "Tomorrow we'll walk up to the top of the mountain; I need to exercise my leg's muscles. Now, Jeremy, please take a notebook and a pencil, I'll take the chance to use the sextant." They took the tool and faced the sun as it started its way down on the West. Bernard adjusted the instrument and started giving Jeremy the data. Once he finished he replaced it in his box and started studying the data. "Jeremy, if I am correct we are very far from any ship routing, I wonder how our vessel could cross so a long distance in one night; probably pushed by a strong current plus the fast winds. "Dad, could we place our boat on that stream and reach the ships routings?" "It would be very difficult, almost impossible. First, we should find out how the stream works; second the distance; and third where it would drag us. It would take us years to find out, however, we'll observe any object that we find on the beach that could help. The boy hugged and kissed his father tenderly, he did not feel disappointed, he had all he needed. "Dad, don't worry; I like this island; we have all we need, except clothes." He grinned "And if we are together I don't mind to grow here near you. I love you dad." They hugged very tight to overcome that sad moment. The following morning they walked up to the top of the cone; it took longer than they thought but the view and the surprise was worthwhile. The top was formed by a great crater full of water, a lake on top of the mountain; that explained the streams in the small island. The gigantic dump filled water during the rain season and released it in small amounts during the dry days thru the many cracks existing in the basaltic rocks. Their souls greeted Mother Nature's miracle. "It is a miracle, Jeremy! I never thought such a deposit could exist in a small island like this!" "Yes dad. It is marvellous." They descended quickly than had climbed. Chapter 6 - Sad News. The cave provided them a comfortable shelter to sleep since from time to times rain poured on the island refreshing the hot weather. They enjoyed their daily contact and being together; swam and explored the island, returning in the evening to the cave cuddling in the dark. Jeremy with his father's help had made a calendar and every night before going to bed he underlined the day. A few weeks later the boy came shouting to his dad. "Dad, there is small size whale in the beach, it seems it has lost its family and now is near dead." They run to the beach and Bernard could see that the animal was expiring; it had run around and the low tide did the rest; the lack of humidity on his skin had finally killed the big animal when the tide changed. They could not help it, so when the animal was dead they started cutting it as they had done in the ship. The large pot of paint that they found in the little boat had burned a long time and now was absolutely clean. They put it on the fire and started melting the animal's fat. Jeremy brought all his empty coconuts to contain the fat that they obtained; with that they got enough oil to feed the little lamp that his father made from a tin pot that they found in the boat and that was enough to light the cave. Part of the meat was smoked and stored deep in the cave. That day after a hard work they were happy, and whistling they walked to the cave hands entwined; for the first time they had a little lamp, so they could go to bed later. Jeremy had observed that during the last weeks his dick was larger and thicker and got hard very easy; he was approaching twelve and had grown a lot; he had wide shoulder and a beautiful tan; his dad kept his hair short, but that made him even more beautiful; Bernard adored his son, he continued teaching him about everything, especially on medicine and plants. They did not need soap to clean themselves pr to heal a wound, there were plants for that purposes that Bernard, as a good botanic man knew very well. He tried to wear his old shorts but it was impossible, they were too tight; his father laughed at him. "I can't wear anything; have I grown so much, dad?" "Yes, you are becoming a very handsome little man, see your dick, it is now of about four inches long and thicker." Jeremy looked into his crotch and his hard cock. "Dad, can I compare with yours?" "Of course, you can." They put together their cocks and measured them. Jeremy looked into his father's eyes; he attracted his head to him and kissed passionately his lips; for at least one minute their tongues merged together enjoying their love. "Please dad, I am very hot." "As usual." His father said as the boy grinned. "Dad, I want to suck you at the same time you do it to me." Bernard grinned and motioned his son to go on top of him into a 69 position. They were too eagerly to give pleasure to each other. Jeremy jerked off every day when he was alone; he did not want to ask his father because he was hard most of the day; during the cuddling at night he felt so comfortable, so happy into his father's arms that most of the nights he forgot his sex, but that night was especial. Jeremy did not doubt a single second; as soon as he was on top of his father, he engulfed the big tool and sucked it; he felt his cock licked and sucked by his father. Some minutes later he felt in his groin how that lovely sensation was approaching. He knew that his father would spurt a lot of semen that he would try to keep in his mouth and spit it later; he did not like that flavour. Soon they felt their climaxes arrived; Jeremy pushed down his cock into his father mouth that sucked him without stopping. He did the same, he felt how his father hips raised; at the same time they moaned loudly and were breathing heavily as a spasm went thru their bodies. Jeremy was surprised. He had noticed how his father had reached the point of the nice feeling as himself, but nothing had come out from his thick cock as he did in the ship. Had he not sucked him properly? When they recovered, Jeremy went to his original position in front of his father; Bernard grinned and kissed his son. "You told me you did not like the taste of semen." He looked puzzled to his father, he near guessed what had happened, and he could not lie to his most loved person. "You are right dad. but, but this time nothing came out." He looked a little sad; he was an experienced physician and immediately he knew his son was right. He tenderly caressed Jeremy's cheeks. "It is not strange, my son. I have seen before this type of accident." "What do you mean, dad?" "I will never have the opportunity to have children of my own again, Jeremy; even if I wanted. The accident probably cut my semen cord and I am sterile. I don't mind since I had planned not to have any children of my own. You are all what I needed. "But you enjoyed it, didn't you, dad? I did it correctly, didn't I?" "Yes you did and I enjoyed it very much, to the point that I thought I had spurted my load, but nothing came out. From now on I can fuck any girl without caring about she can get pregnant; that is the positive part; besides I will recover quickly, as a boy." He grinned and attracted his son to him and they started again kissing passionately; Jeremy rubbed his four inches dick against his father belly and at the same time he wrapped his left hand round his father cock and started stroking it at the same pace, until that beautiful warm feeling came to them, filling his expected happiness. They established a daily routine: the morning was dedicated to fish, collect bird eggs, etc. in summary to provide and store foods to feed them in the rain or storm days. Midday was dedicated for a nap under the shadow of the trees or in the interior of the cavern, depending on the weather. These were intimate times because normally it led to their sexual plays. The rest of the daylight was dedicated to study; Bernard showed his son every plant in the island know by him, its benefits or suffers; very often Jeremy made sketches and took notes about the plants and its colours, especially those unknown to them. He kept these drawings as the most valuable treasure. After the sunset and dinner, they lay in the comfortable cave cuddled into each other arms. These were for both the most beautiful moments where they talked about past and especially about the future together. Some times they performed their most intimated sexual contacts, kissing and sucking each other in the darkness or in the light of the whale-oil lamp. They were happy together and rarely Jeremy thought about having a different life; however his dad wanted a different life for his son in a society where they could heal other person's sicknesses. It was six months since the ship wreckage; Jeremy had grown in all senses, however, he still was a child, his pitched but modulate voice, his smooth skin and his lovely smile. Bernard had cut his hair a little longer to his temples; he looked as a delicious Apollo; any person would have been very proud of being his father, and he was that. Ten thousands miles away from this paradise, however, things were much different. Sir Charles Northfield, Bernard's father, had received bad news. The Judicial Authority of his County had notified him the adoption carried out by his son. He and his wife proposed not to make any comments about this until his son returned; it was his decision and he knew his son was a very intelligent and capable person; sure he would have a strong reason to do this, in any case they would never disapprove his son's decision. Four months ago all ships had safely returned except the "Seagull". A week before he had received his close friend from the Admiralty, Sir James Walter, and he had notified him the wreckage of the "Seagull"; apparently there was only one survivor, now a fourteen years old cabin boy John Smith; he miraculously had been rescued near dead by another whale ship returning home. He had asked his friend to send the boy at his expenses to his countryside house where they were leaving those sad moments, once the boy had comply informing the Maritime Authorities. One week later a carriage stopped in front of the large house and John descended from it with a small backpack with his scarce belongings. The coachman rang the bell and a girl dressed in black received and introduced the boy into the house. John was nervous as an old man, also dressed in black, came immediately and greeted him. "You are John Smith. John, are you hungry? The boy blushed and bent his head, he was nervous with his hat between his hands. "Yes sir; I have been the whole morning in that carriage and I forgot to buy something for the trip. The coachman said he had orders of not stopping." "I think we can wait." He rang a little silver bell, put his arm round John's shoulders to encourage the lad. The girl returned: "Jenny, please, feed this handsome lad; when he had rested we'll wait for him in the library. Please accommodate him and, if necessary, send someone to the village and buy some extra clothes for him." John had never been treated like that, so he blushed and did not know what to say. He thought that such a father was the same as his son and those moments he shared the sadness of that family. He chatted a little in the kitchen with the girl because the cook woman was speechless since the news arrived; she adored Bernard since he was a young boy. When he finished the girl took him to a room where he had a bath and wore the new and clean clothes. He had never felt so good as now. When he was ready, an old lady came to fetch him and led to the library. An old and elegant lady, probably Bernard's mom, was sat on a large and soft coach, on the table there was a tray with three cups and tea; it was round mid afternoon. The man knew the boy's embarrassment. "Please, sit down John, that cup is for you. As you will understand we are passing thru bad times since you reported the news about our son and the rest of the crew, but that was a risk of being in a ship. Can you tell us the entire story? Please start from the day of departure and don't miss anything that concerns my son Bernard. We have time, so don't worry about it. You will spend a few days here, if you feel comfortable." "Thank you very much, Sir. You are very kind and.well.I means." He started: "I knew Mr. Northfield, I mean your son, from the previous year trips; I must say that the crew was very proud of him, they respected him even as much as the Captain." He told the story until the terrible night of the wreckage. Bernard's father was putting down every detail; it was dark when the boy finished, time for dinner. He had told the man everything, except his intimate moments with Jeremy at the topmast during their guards. The lady was silently sobbing all the time. "John, we will continue tomorrow, I have many questions that I want to make to you, especially related to Jeremy." John sighed and a couple of tears came down his cheeks; he tried to hide them bending his head but Bernard's father saw them, however he did as if he didn't see anything in order not to embarrass the boy. They gave him a comfortable room in the attic where he slept until the girl knocked on the door the following morning calling him. He had slept during ten hours and he felt very alive. After a huge breakfast Mr. Northfield called him. "Let's go for walk, John, if you don't mind." It was a sunny day that invited to walk. "Of course not, sir." "John, let's go back to the night of the wreckage. Are you a hundred per cent sure that my son and Jeremy died?" "No sir; I'm not. Mr. Bernard had made something with corks that Jeremy was obliged to wear when he thought the ship could be in danger; that night I saw him wearing that belt round his chest. Jeremy had told me that his.I mean yours son, would propose the Captain to assemble one for each crewmember in future trips. Jeremy swam better than any other in the ship and he enjoyed when the sea was high and rough. He loved the sea as he adored his.well Mr. Northfield." "His father." The man pointed out. "Yes Sir. He adored him; he said he would give his life for your son if he asked him." "The ship wrecked because she collapsed against some rocks near an island. Do you think that my son could have reached that island? He was a good swimmer. "Why not? The waves were very high and smashed the ship and men against the rocks, but with a lot of luck and avoiding those terrible foaming crests." The man grinned and a light of hope came into his heart. If his son loved that boy as this lad was telling, he sure did his best to reach a safe shore and now could be alive in a lost island in the middle of the Ocean. Bernard's father recalled John's tears when he mentioned Jeremy the day before. "Did you love Jeremy?" John blushed deeply as the man continued: "I am a medical doctor as my son would have been, you can be sincere to me, nobody will know anything about you, and only what you have declared in the Admiralty. John thought for a moment his answer. "Everybody loved Jeremy; I, I, I think I am homosexual, sir; I had a crutch on Jeremy and I loved him with all my heart, but he loved your son." The lad sighed as he continued: "When we did guarding together at the topmast, we, we did sex together, I mean touching each other.penises, as the other cabin-boys did. I declared him my love but he told me that we could be best friends but nothing else. He never stopped talking about your son." "Do you think he felt about sex as you do?" John answered immediately. "No!" John explained his relationships with Jack to the old doctor. "I told him all about and he told me why I accepted that, when I answered that I loved Jack he told me that your son would never ask him because he did not like it. I told him: "You love Mr. Bernard, what would you do if he asked that to you?" He thought for a moment then he said: "That means pain and he would never ask me to do that, but if he did I would do anything he ordered me as long as he keeps loving me. I love him too much." He was ready to sacrifice himself. In those moments he ignored your son's plan to adopt him." The man kept silence for a moment." "John, do you think that my son felt unhappy when he started the trip?" "I don't know sir, but I only can say that after the first month, when he started teaching Jeremy, he change absolutely; he felt content, he worked very hard; he even permitted that Jeremy taught me how to write and read, and then during our free time, he taught Jeremy and me how to handle the sextant and many technical things about the sea and vessels; Jeremy immediately learnt all about; he was terribly clever, I could not follow him. Your son felt very happy during our schooling times and Jeremy was always looking at him; I saw in your son's cabin a portrait, well not exactly a portrait, but a sketch of your son made by Jeremy, he was very good at it. He did one of me, unfortunately I lost it during the accident. "When the adoption took place, what the Captain did?" "He called all the crew on deck, very unusual I would say, but our Captain was not that type of saving good news only for himself and the officers. He told us that we had near finished our task two months in advance, and he publicly announced the adoption of Jeremy by Mr. Northfield; tears of joy appeared on many crewmembers' eyes, amongst them, mine; it was a moment of emotions when father and son hugged! I have never seen happier persons as your son and Jeremy!" From that moment all members of the crew, including officers and the Captain, called him Jeremy Northfield." The man smiled. "Did the boy continue with his chores?" "Oh Yes, sir. Jeremy was a very responsible boy and liked to help everybody and to earn his wages, as he said." "But my son is rich and he did not need any money, including his son." The boy bent his head and sadly said: "He and Mr. Northfield knew that. Your son told the Captain that all his earnings must be given to me when the trip ended in order I could finish my school, enter in the ship as a midshipman and to find Jack; that would mean that in the future I would have been an officer; but now everything is gone." The man saw in the young lad the frustration and disappointment; he placed his right arm on his shoulder and said: "John, you have brought us a light of hope; my heart is telling me that my son and Jeremy are still alive and that some day, not very long, we will see them here; therefore I'll talk to my wife in order you can work here until they come back; the Marine School is not far away, once the new term starts within two months, you will assist to that school, meanwhile you will stay here and a teacher from the village will continue what my son and Jeremy started. Of course, that is if you like." The boy didn't know what to say; he bent the head and started sobbing silently. "God bless you sir. I am sure they will do." "Then John, I'll instruct the administrator; probably Mrs. Northfield will ask you questions; please always say the truth. Don't hide her anything." "I'll do sir, I'll do. Thank you very much for your help." "Furthermore, I'll connect to the hospitals where Jack can be and I'll find out what I can about him. I'll keep you informed when some news arrived. Meanwhile in the island Bernard and his son continued their daily routine. Time elapsed quickly and Jeremy's birthday approached. Naturally and healthy he continued growing in all senses. The daily exercise diving, fishing and studding had converted his body and his mind, though still he had that pitched voice that he secretly hated; he wanted to be a strong man like his father. They were in the raining season and that day was pouring water. They ate from the reserves and lay under the Captain's fur; it was not cold, but dumpy. They were talking cuddled into his father's arms, so that both were in the same position; Jeremy giving his back to his father. Jeremy felt his dad's hard and wet cock between his thighs and he got very hard, too. He grinned. "Dad, do you want to fuck me in my butt? I am the most resembled to a girl; even I still have that pitched voice." His father pressed his son to his chest tenderly. "Please Jeremy; turn around so I can see your eyes." The boy did and looked into his father eyes. "Jeremy you are my son and a father should never hurt or cause pain to his son, unless it is absolutely necessary and in his befit." He stopped, trying that Jeremy could clearly understand the meaning of his words; he then continued: "I know that, deeply in your heart, you don't like that." Jeremy interrupted his father. "But I know that you would have a high pleasure, and perhaps with the time even myself. Why not?" Bernard kissed Jeremy on the forehead. "I know that you would do it, not for pleasure as John, but because you love me, and believe me my son, I have never loved anyone, including my parents and my own son, as I love you in these moments. I'll love you forever like now, no matter what happen to us." He saw how the boy's eyes were watering; he attracted him to his chest and hugged him very tight. Jeremy hugged back his dad. Bernard noticed the boy's strong arms and hands round him and sighed thinking about the great difference between this boy and that little one that he saw for the first time in Southampton. "I love you dad, I love you so much and I would do anything to please you." He said that near in a whisper, like a pray. "You don't need to say it because my heart knows it since a long time." Jeremy broke the hug and kissed his father on the lips. "Dad, but we can continue for the rest, can't we?" Bernard smiled and for an answer he glued his lips on his son's; their tongues met and a frenzy sexual assault started once again. Jeremy didn't broke the kiss, he took his father dick and started slowly stroking him; he took some of his abundant precum and spread it on his hard four and half inches cock. Bernard took in his expert hand his young son's cock and started jerking him up and down slowly; they had all the time that they needed. After a few minutes, when they felt close to their climaxes, Jeremy left his father's lips, turned around in a 69 position on top of him and started sucking that big head; his left hand cupped and massaged the man's balls sack. He knew that nothing would come out and he liked a lot the salty flavour of his father's cock. He felt his dick being sucked and he pushed up and down against his father's palate. That beautiful feeling came near at the same time in both; loud groans came from their throats as they reached the loveliest orgasm since they could remember. Jeremy recovered his original position still breathing heavily; he kissed his father a long and tender kiss. "I love you dad." A few minutes later Bernard said: "I don't need to refill as before, do you want to continued?" Jeremy was hard again; grinned and slyly said: "Yes, until we are exhausted, dad." Jeremy was on top of his father, their lips met again, Bernard placed his hard cock between his son's thighs and started fucking his still smooth legs. Jeremy hips moved up and down fucking his dad's belly. After some glorious long minutes they came into those beautiful ecstasies that only a solitary island could provide. They drifted to sleep while the rain was watering their paradise. Chapter 7 - The visitors. Jeremy came out of their home to greet the new day, it was eight months later after the wreckage; he was near his twelve birthday, however he continued with his pitched voice, his smooth skin; nothing had changed, except that he was taller and his shoulders and chest have widened; his cock was larger and thicker and he had noticed how his dick had started oozing that clear and slippery liquid after they finished their lovemaking; not as his father, but some. As usual he had a look round the sea after peeing, except the South that was on his back. Suddenly he spotted sails on the horizon; his heart jumped and he entered into the cave shouting. "Dad, dad, a ship is approaching!!!" "Are you sure?" "Yes. It is clear that she has her bow to our island." Bernard didn't lose any second; he took the spyglass and went upper hill followed by his son. Still was very far but without doubt her destiny was their island. Half an hour later they could easily observe the ship. It was a small warship, probably a corvette with six guns each side plus one on the bow; she had not any flag, so that meant they were pirates. "They are pirates; so we must be very careful on showing up. I don't think they could discover the little boat." "Dad, we know the island inch by inch; we can hide and they will never see us." "Alright, but we must be extremely careful; if they capture us we would be sold as slaves and probably separated for the rest of our lives. It would be too painful, I think I would die." Jeremy hugged his father. "Don't worry dad, I know that this is not the first time that this ship comes here. We will approach at near the sunset when they have settled down, we can sneak around." And that is what they did. The ship had anchored in the bay so the wastes they found months ago probably had been left by them. They approached the bay from the North; the river was in the South; sneaking like lizards and with the spyglass they could closely observe the crew on the beach getting ready to roast some fish and fruits that they had collected. It seemed they were very confident because no guard had been established. Suddenly Jeremy near shouted, his heart started to beat hard like a horse, he then murmured in a quiver: "Dad, look that small figure." "It is a cabin-boy." "No, I think it is a girl." He took the spyglass and closely examined the little boy. "Dad, she is the girl of my dreams, Helen!!!" In that moment the Captain, a tall and strong black man, was talking to the girl, they could not hear what they were saying; but the girl apparently after being warned, started walking to where they were hidden near buried under some old palm leaves. She was only a few centimetres from Jeremy; she looked around, probably assuring herself that no one was in sight; then took her pants to her ankles and started peeing right on top of Jeremy's back. He couldn't move and silently he noticed how the urine run over his body. "Fuck her!!" he mentally cursed. He wanted to look at her, but he remembered what his father had told him. The girls stood, raised her pants and started walking into the forest. When the girl near disappeared from their view Bernard motioned Jeremy to follow her; like two invisible redskins they went behind the girl; she seemed very confident walking and watching the trees and birds. When they were far enough that nobody could hear them, Bernard instructed Jeremy to attack her from behind, but only to keep her silence. Jeremy sneaked and advanced further than the girl, he hided behind a large tree, and when she passed he attacked her from her back, his right hand pulled her against his chest, just on top of her little breasts; with his left one wrapped her mouth and nose. He ignored what her language was; therefore he tried his most tender and confident words, like a plea. "Please, please, don't shout, we are friends. We don't want to hurt you." She heard the pitched voice of a boy because she noticed on her ass the bulge of Jeremy's privates; she could not, however, understand how he was so strong. Jeremy released her nose and talked quietly to her. "Please Helen, don't shout, please; will you promise?" She was astonished to hear her last name and nodded; he took off his hand and she turned around to see a beautiful boy and his father, both stark naked. She was agape; before she could speak, Bernard said: "I'm Bernard Northfield, physician from the wrecked ship "Seagull" and he is my son Jeremy. Don't worry; we don't pretend to hurt you." She looked at both; still she couldn't believe what her eyes were seeing. Jeremy grinned to her, as she felt more confident. "How do you know my last name and why are you naked?" Bernard motioned Jeremy to answer her questions. "First because I have seen you many times in my dreams, you are not a stranger to me; and second because you are the first person we see in this island during the past nine months; besides we had only a pair of shorts when we jumped from the ship; my dad still has his, but mine are too small for me. I have grown a lot during this time; probably they will fit on you, but not on me. Being naked is the most beautiful thing I have ever experienced, we can dive, run, and walk without caring about our clothes." Looking to the lovely girl he flushed as he added: "Sorry I stink, but you peed on me." Now Helen was the one to flush. For the first time she openly smiled. She kept silence for a moment ordering her thoughts. "Thank to a Mr. Northfield I am alive; my mom told me that she had some difficulty to bring me into this world, but a doctor with that name made a risk operation and saved us. We used to live near Richmond, in England. "That's my father." Bernard changed the subject. "Helen, for our own security, let's go further into the forest, we don't know if any of the sailors had followed you. Jeremy had destroyed all footprints, but we never know." "Yes, you are right. I know partially this island because this is the second time we have recalled here for repair; these people are very dangerous ones and they won't doubt catching and killing you or worst, selling you as slave after torturing you." She then bent her head and kept silence as she continued: "A couple of months ago, they captured a ship and all persons onboard were sold as slaves, except the poor Williams; Captain Black and his officers." She did not dare to say the word, but Jeremy bluntly said rudely: "They did it to him in his butt, is that what you want to say?" The girl blushed. "Yes. He was fourteen, but smaller than you are. I heard their moans and shouts because I was locked in the food store... The girl was close to crying, so Bernard interrupted her. "Helen, you don't need to continue, I am a physician and guess what happened. Perhaps he was lucky when he died. You have had terrible experiences but not everybody is like those men." She looked at Bernard; he knew that the girl was recalling something that she would have liked to forget. "They are very cruel. When they captured our ship, three years ago, they put me into the captain cabin, but I heard all about the execution. He killed my dad and Uncle Tom; after that he cut their bodies and threw them to the sharks. The rest of the crew was sold as slaves." Tears run along the little girl's cheeks. "I was terrible scared; the big man told me that my father and uncle deserved not to be alive. He did not explain to me why." "Which is your full name Helen?" Bernard asked her. "I thought you already knew it. My full name is Rose Helen Marten." Bernard looked at Jeremy in a quick glance in order not to insist in that matter, but she continued: "Fortunately the Captain and his closest officers do not like girls or women; they are very fond of young teenagers; when we are at port, the rest of the crew go out for women, but this group remain onboard or part of it goes to fetch boys. They put me in a near locked cabin and could hear their moans." Jeremy and Bernard could imagine what happened in the captain's cabin, while they organized the orgies. Jeremy asked. "It is strange they did not sell you, too." "There is a plain explanation, I am their hostage; I know they have asked my untie Rose for a great amount of money to rescue me, but I know her very well and am sure she will never pay to rescue me; they don't know it, otherwise they would have sold me long time ago." "Why wouldn't she pay the rescue?" Jeremy asked. "The Captain explained me that I am very rich and that he expected that my father's sister would pay because I am his only heir and without me she can't get my money, at least for a long time; but she hated my mom and never approved that she married my father. Furthermore, I resemble to my mom and that increases her hate. Mom died five years ago." Jeremy instinctively took Helen's hand in his and pressed it. She did not move. The girls then added: "There is another reason why the Captain Black kept me alive: none in the crew could read and write, except I, so he needed me. Just before the last action a man joined the crew, he can write and read, not very well but he serves submissively Captain Black as his lover, too. "Really it is a sad story. The problem is what might happen to you if he knew all of this." "I am scared; as my bosom is showing out the men are looking at me lavishly; a month ago the Captain killed one man that tried to touch me; he said to me that I am a pin in his ass..." She looked at Bernard, then to Jeremy and pressed his hand; she could not resist anymore and started to cry silently. They kept quiet for a few moments, then she looked again to them; Jeremy had a blur in his eyes. "Please, please, Mr. Northfield, can I stay with you?" She pleaded between sobs. Bernard looked at Jeremy. "Of course you can, but that will probably mean our death. They will try to find you and sooner or later they will find us; this is a small island and they know it, of course we are not ready to be slaved." "No. I don't think so. They ignore you are here; I am sure that if I propose the captain to stay in this island he will approve it. This is an unknown place, it is like a prison; so his problems with the crew would be solved and he would think they can pick me up any time as soon as they receive news from my family." "Are you sure about that?" Jeremy asked. "Absolutely." Bernard then intervened. "In that case, let's plan it. Now you will return to the ship before they can suspect anything. Probably the captain will ask you what you will need. Leave him to choose, don't insist on anything; however, you would need: soap; two knives; a pot to cook; material to make fire; a piece of water proof canvas and cords to make a tent; an ace and one gun and ammunition, just in case one of his men follow you. As you can see it is a reasonable equipment. "And some clothes, especially shorts for Jeremy and myself. I know where I can get them." Jeremy blushes. "I don't need any shorts; I am not going to a party dance." The boy argued. "We will never know." They smiled and Bernard pointed out. "Helen, we will be very near the ship; neither you nor the crew will be able to see us. As soon as you leave, we will be as your shadow, guarding your rear just in case a man follows you. If that happens we will kill him with a gunshot, so they will believe you killed him in your self-defence." "Alright, we will show up here." The girl confirmed. They got up and accompanied her to near the beach, they could observe how she approached the captain, and after a few minutes she started to talk to him. With the spyglass they could see that the big black man accepted the proposal, even he was proposing more things. They returned into the jungle, rubbed their footprints and hided into what seemed an animal hole. They ate something and cuddled to spend the critical night, then Jeremy turned over to see his father; he kissed him on the lips as to say good nights, but he asked: "Why the Black Captain killed Helen's family instead of selling them as slaves or keeping them as hostages? It does not make sense." "Yes, you are right; but behind the surname Marten there is a sad story. Frank and Robert Marten were one of the most important slave traders to America. He made most, if not all, of his large fortune in this business; they were well known. It seems that they transported the total of Captain Black's people. He escaped because he was very handsome as a boy and was retained by his capturer; later he and some of his mates killed his owner, took a lot of his money and went thru the jungle until they found a port; they bought a small ship and freed a few sailors that were condemned to long term imprisonments; they started as pirates and only a few months later they got that corvette that is very famous in these seas. I believe that the Crown is ready to pay a high amount of money for them." Jeremy kept silence. "But Helen cannot be blamed for what his family did. She was not even born." "Yes you are right, but society rules are like that. This girl must have suffered the discrimination in England, so she had been in a school in Switzerland. You must be very discrete about this and only speak about it if she starts doing it, otherwise she might be felt offended and hurt." "I know it dad, and besides I, I think I love her. Is it possible, dad?" "Why not? But be careful and do not confuse pity with love. Time will decide the future." Jeremy turned over again and cuddled into his father's arms. A few minutes later they were hard asleep. They woke up before dawn and when first lights came out they walked in silence to near the beach. Each one climbed to a different large tree and observed the crew already engulfed in their chores. When the sun reached the topmast they saw Helen in a boat; she was put ashore; she loaded a large backpack with her equipment onto her little shoulders; like anyone going to camp. She waved to the big black man and entered in the forest. She didn't turn her head; Jeremy, after a few minutes, descended from the tree and followed her in parallel. Bernard did the same when he saw that the crew picked up everything and the ship started to manoeuvre to sail off. He waited until the vessel went out of the bay and well into the open sea. He run and met the boy and the girl in the spot that they had agreed. When Helen saw him she run to Bernard extending out her arms to the man's neck and with a sob she kissed him. "Are they gone?" "Yes, I have waited until the ship is clearly sailing to the East. I don't think they have any suspect about us." "Thanks God, they are gone." She looked at Jeremy that smiled at her." "I'll take part of your heavy luggage." Bernard shared most her belongings with Jeremy; she gave her hand to the boy and went to the other side of the island. She showed them the extra items that the captain had added, such as some rods and hooks to fish, a tool to open the coconut and an oil lamp. They spent the day walking thru the jungle; however a couple of times Bernard hided during a few minutes, just in case the pirates had made a trick; but nothing happened. They continued until the group reached the other side of the island; immediately Jeremy put his backpack on the floor and jumped into the clear water. Helen saw him and grinned seeing his flaccid dick dangling as he run into the water. She envied him, but in that moment she heard Bernard's voice: "Helen, I don't want to push you, but we are the only souls in this island and we are already naked." She thought for a moment, then, she grinned slyly. "I suppose you have seen many girls and women naked; there is nothing new for you, but Jeremy." "Well, you are partially right, but I think he would love you to share his opinion about the body." She took off her blouse and showed those beautiful little breasts that had started to grow, but kept her shorts on. "As soon as we arrive home you must put some oil on your body to protect it from the sun; today you must be careful and don't expose yourself too much to the sun." She grinned at the man, gave him a peck and run into the water where Jeremy was swimming. The boy saw those beautiful little breasts and her red lips; he sighed as his dick started to get hard, but soon as she came they started to play in the clear waters diving and emerging, as any child would do, forgetting his hardness. They joked; she climbed on top of Jeremy's shoulders and jumped into the water. They laughed loudly and enjoyed the moment of being free and child. It seemed that this pretty girl had never had a good time up to now; she was really happy. Bernard called them and the couple came immediately a little bit disappointed as they wanted to continue. "I can't remember when I felt so happy as today. Thanks to both of you. Saying that she kissed a peck to Bernard and Jeremy. He blushed as he felt her lips on him and his cock started again to grow. "Well, we need to eat something. Jeremy, make a harpoon and fish something for us; we'll go to find some ripe fruits." "Bernard, can I stay with Jeremy? I would like he teaches me how to fish." "Yes, alright, but put on your blouse to cover your shoulders, I don't want you to complaint tonight that you can't sleep with burns on your skin." She smiled, took her blouse on; Jeremy felt disappointed. After lunch they lay for a nap. Jeremy and Helen lay together facing each other and joking. "I have never been so happy as today, Jeremy." She looked into the boy's eyes. "Jeremy, when I first met you yesterday I was surprised because your face was very familiar to me; it seemed as if I had known you since a long time; however, I am absolutely sure I have never seen you before." Jeremy felt how his heart started to beat heavier and instinctively he extended out his hand and caressed her red hair; taking away a curly from her forehead. "Helen, I know you since a year ago in my dreams." "What did we do in your dreams Jeremy? I would love to know it." The boy blushed and his dick got hard immediately. "Well, I, I, I don't dare to say. You are so beautiful. I love those lovely blue eyes." She grinned seductively as she observed the boy's cock growing hard. "I guess them." She smiled again. "Do you love only my eyes?" Jeremy got deeply red again. "I love any part of you, Helen, especially." In that moment Bernard called them to get up. "Let's continue. We'll sleep not far from home, so tomorrow we can stay there." They arranged their things and started walking along the beach. Without looking at Jeremy, Helen took his hand and pressed it; Jeremy sighed and hand in hand they walked along the white beach. He explained her every plant they found and its properties. Bernard smiled hearing his son relating what he had taught him. A mile from the cave they stopped. "Here we will set up our camp." They camped and for the first time they installed the tent. "Helen, come on, I'll show you something." The girl looked the lovely tan of the boy and his near blond hair; she gave the hand to Jeremy. They entered a little under the palm trees forest and uncovered the boat. She looked at it carefully and astonished. "Why haven't you left the island?" "My dad is an expert seaman and he believes we are too far from any shipping route; besides, do you think we could row so a long distance? Probably we would die before we could see any vessel." "Yes, you are right. I can't calculate the distance, but it took our ship near a couple of weeks to come here." "Let's dive. I want you to eat oysters tonight." "Oysters? Are there oysters here?" "Yes, I have discovered a bank in the coral rocks. They are a little deep and I wonder if you can reach down that depth." Bernard observed the two children, satisfied that his son had found someone of his age to whom ask and with who share different questions than to an adult. He felt happy, very happy. Helen was hypnotized by Jeremy's beauty, his strong legs and hands, his strange large blue eyes. she had never thought about a boy like that, she was very attracted to him; she thought she would like to touch his body as he had touched her forehead. She had been tempted to do the same to him, and now she felt stupid for not doing so. He jumped into the water and she followed him, but soon she had to return to the surface to take some air while Jeremy remained deep under her. He came out with four oysters and went to her. "Take them to my dad, he will prepare them." Saying that he jumped again into the clear water. After giving the oyster to Bernard, Helen followed him, this time till where the oysters were, however she had to return immediately again for air. Jeremy appeared again with three oysters, one of them bigger than the other. "I can't follow you; it is too deep for me." "No, it isn't; it is a question of habit and training, it happened to me the first days." She was infatuated by the look of that tanned body; for the first time she directly looked to his crotch to watch that lovely penis and balls sack, now very tight and shrunken, instinctively she touched her covered vagina as Jeremy again jumped into the water. She could not understand what was happening to her; with her touch she felt a tingle sensation inside her crotch. Meanwhile Bernard was preparing the oysters; he opened the big one and found the most beautiful pearl he had ever seen; it was a form of a tiny pear; he thought that this Mother Nature's present would represent the money for a life living of a small family. He kept it plus another two normal ones; he would tell later to his son. They came with more oysters and had dinner. They arranged the tent, put off the lamp and drifted to sleep. The day had been very exciting and Jeremy could not sleep; his dick was hard and poking into his father's navel. They heard Helen snoring and thought she was asleep. Jeremy turned around facing his father and murmured on his ear. "Dad, can we have a release?" Before Bernard could answer he felt Jeremy's lips on his; he opened his mouth and their tongues met starting to explore each other cavity. After a couple of minutes both were near their climaxes; Bernard in a whisper said on Jeremy's ear: "Do we do here, son? Helen could hear us." "We have nothing to hide, dad, even I would prefer to tell her; however, let's go outside under the moon." They slipped out of the tent and a few yards away Jeremy fell on top of his father and started making their usual form of love. Jeremy turned around and took his dad's big dickhead into his mouth, sucking eagerly it; at the same time Bernard took Jeremy's totally into his mouth; soon both were breathing heavily as their climaxes reached the peak. Jeremy turned around and laid near his dad starting to kiss him and caressing his chest hair; after a few minutes both were excited again as Jeremy fucked his dad's belly. He did not need saliva because his own fluids made his dad belly slippery. Again that lovely sensation of love and lust hit them near at the same time with a loud groan. Jeremy went down to his side when he recovered his breath. "You are great, dad." They kissed tenderly. "It is a beautiful night." "How is Helen, son? He kept silence for a moment then the boy grinned, and kissed his dad on the lip again. "She is beautiful, dad. I love her; I can't keep her away from my mind. I would like she were not so shy. When I am out of the water my dick grows quickly and I feel embarrassed." Bernard smiled. "You must give time to her, son; fortunately you have many days and months to be together." "Soon her birthday and mine will arrive; she has brought us many useful things that will make easier our lives, but I have nothing to give her." "I think that I have a real present for her. Today, within the big oyster has come the most beautiful pearl I have ever seen; I think that would be a royal present." "It would be lovely, dad. But do you think we should uncover our secret?" "Absolutely; I think I love her too, in a different way, off course, but I do." He thought for a moment. "Yes dad, she is wonderful and part of our lives." Helen had woken and as she put her arm round Jeremy she found the place empty. She got up and went out of the tent; the night was a bright and warm and she thought her friends had gone for a walk, but only a few metres away she saw son and father speaking in a whisper laying on the sand; she heard the last sentence. She sat near a palm tree and thought she should not spy his most loved friends, but her curiosity was stronger than her rejections. The moon was shining and she clearly could see how Jeremy went on top of his father and kissed him tenderly many times round his face and body; then a frenzy move started; moans and gasps as she had heard in the ship; and finally an uncontrolled groan came from Jeremy's throat. After that quietness and relax followed; she saw how a couple of minutes later, Bernard tenderly caressed his son hair and kissed him many times with love. Jeremy responded in the same manner, they hugged, as she would have liked to be embraced. She envied a lot them and missed those contacts that only she received from her mom log time ago; she felt two tears running her lovely cheeks. When she thought they would start moving, sneaked into the tent. A few minutes later they returned and took the original position, Jeremy with his back to his father and cuddled into his arms. She moved herself as if she was asleep and cuddled into Jeremy's body; he instinctively wrapped his arms round the girl and kissed her neck lightly; he did not want to awake her. She felt the boy's dick against her butt, separated from his flesh only by the fine fabric of her shorts. The three in a block drifted to sleep. Chapter 8 - The birthday. Helen was the first to wake up, she stretched out her arms and her moves awoke Jeremy and his dad; as if that had happened many times, she turned over and kissed Bernard: "Good mornings, dad." She grinned as he answered in the same manner. "Good mornings, daughter." Bernard felt in that moment that his family had really increased in size and he liked that new feeling. She then turned around and kissed Jeremy for the first time. "Good mornings, Jeremy." She did not say brother. "Good morning, Helen. Did you sleep well? "I have never slept so good and happy, I have missed the ship's moves." She again repeated the peck to Jeremy. "I am going to prepare a little biscuits." Father and son looked at each other astonished. She jumped from the bed and went into the forest with her Knife. Soon she came back with some roots that smashed with the bold part of the ace. When she had reduced them near to a cream she demanded with a shout: "Come on lazy, prepare the fire!" Jeremy took the tools and set a fire; she placed a flat rock on it and after a few minutes they were eating lovely roasted biscuits. Bernard was amused and greatly amazed. "Where did you learn this, daughter?" She smiled, kissed a peck to Bernard and said: "From the pirates. Besides bad persons, they know a lot about survival, probably I'll teach you some others receipts." "Let's go home, we must dismantle the tent." "Why my son? We are not very far and when we are at the beach it will be a good place to have a nap and even to spend a night." "Yes dad, you are right." Helen said. So they took the rest of the items and went into the forest. They crossed the little stream and started walking uphill. "Helen, watch these near invisible marks, they show you the way home." She nodded as took off her blouse and glanced at Jeremy that glued his eyes to her little breasts. Then she asked: "Dad how can this little island have so much water? It seems a miracle." "In such a way it is, my daughter. After we settle down into the cave, Jeremy can take you for a walk to show the secret." "Yes, I gladly will, Miss Helen." He said that trying that his voice was not so pitched." She laughed. As they walked up hillside, the great trees disappeared and the vegetation changed to exuberant bushes with all kind of fruits. Helen took a round purple one, like a tiny orange and bitted it. Quickly as a ray Jeremy took it from her hand. "Spit your saliva; don't leave anything into your mouth!" She scared herself to death and got white. When he was sure she had spitted any possible part of the fruit, Bernard said: "My daughter, it is a very poisonous plant, a few grams can kill you; it is good in tiny doses to heal out some pains." "I'm sorry, dad. From now on I will ask before I try any fruits." "That's good. Forget the incident and let's continue." They walked up and soon they arrived to the cave. She was astonished about it and the beautiful bush that covered the entrance. "Jeremy, is this fruit good?" "Well not bad, but if you eat a couple of those fruits your will sleep for 24 hours without stopping." She smiled showing her beautiful white teeth. "Meanwhile I settle down everything you can go and show Helen the island's secret." Bernard said. "Yes dad, we'll come back in a couple of hours. Let's go, Helen." To Jeremy's surprise, she took off her blouse and shorts and tossed out on what seemed a bed. Jeremy eyes wide opened glued to her beautiful little fatty butt; she then offered her hand to him. Reluctantly Jeremy turned a little in order not to see her because his dick started to grow with every heartbeat. "Let's go, Jeremy." Bernard smiled as he saw his son's penis hardening. Hand in hand they started walking uphill to reach the strange cone of the steep mountain; after more than half an hour they reached to the point near where the lagoon could be seen. They stopped for a while and Jeremy turned her to the island. Helen looked amazed to the wonderful view. "It is marvellous Jeremy; we can see the total of the island from here". Jeremy could not say anything; he nodded because the view of her naked body took all his attention. After a moment he said: "Yes, it, it is wonderful." Helen grinned guessing the boy's cause of stammering. "Helen, now I want you to close your eyes, it will be only for a couple of minutes." She did and then Jeremy tenderly dragged her to where the large pond could be contemplated in all its beauty; he took the chance to have a look on her crotch, and he could see she had a few red pubes on her pussy; he quickly thought she was more advanced on puberty than he was. Himself, then pulled her on top of a large flat and polished rock over the lake, like the piece of wood used in swimming pools to jump into the water. He looked at her again and repeated to himself: "My God, what a beautiful body!" "Open your eyes, please." The girl opened those lovely brilliant blue eyes to the lagoon, her mouth agape in amazement. "God, it is unbelievable!" Jeremy looked at her and could not resist anymore her beauty; he looked into her eyes and slowly pulled her to him; their lips met in a long and tender kiss; she closed her eyes trembling as jelly as her knees near buckled because it was the first time that anyone had kissed her on the lips. She felt his hard penis poking her crotch. Jeremy broke the kiss after a minute and she sighed, dropping her head on the boy strong shoulder. He murmured into her ear. "I love you, Helen; you are so pretty, so great." She then separated from him and looked to that still round childish face and deep brown eyes. "I love you, too Jeremy, my handsome boy. I love you." She then put her arms round Jeremy's neck and pulled the boy to her; Jeremy quivered when he felt his little breasts against his chest and his dick on her crotch, a little over her vagina. Their lips met again, this time the kiss started tenderly and slowly, but converted into a passionate one. Jeremy opened his mouth and slipped his tongue out; she felt something trying to force open her teeth, she resisted for a moment and then let the intruder into her cavity. Their tongues swirled inside and soon they were breathing heavily; instinctively she started moving up and down rubbing the boy's dick against her vagina's lips and clit. That wonderful and unexpected feeling arrived to her little and young body for the first time. She felt her knees would not support her body and hugged even harder his boy to prevent falling on the grown. Both at the same time broke their kiss and glued their young bodies as one, sweating and breathing hard; a long groan came out from their throats as they reached climaxes; soon their heartbeats started slowing down. When they recovered she looked at Jeremy still puzzled, he grinned at her and kissed her lips in a quick peck. "What has happened, Jeremy? I thought I would fall down. It has been so marvellous, so wonderful.! I could not do anything but be as close as possible to you. I wanted to melt with you, to eat you without hurting you. "It has been your first orgasm, or climax as dad calls it." She grinned at him, still untangled from him. She blushed as she said: "Jeremy, is that what you felt last night?" She bent her red haired head. "Sorry, that I spied you, I am ashamed but I could not avoid it." "Yes, that what we feel when we make love, but with you it has been different, sweeter. I can't find the words to describe it." She kissed him again. "I must tell dad what I did and ask him to forgive me." "You can do whatever you like, darling, but you don't need to do so. Dad is the most wonderful, good, great and understandable person that you can imagine; he probably knows that you spied us." She felt a lovely sweet sensation when the boy called her darling. It has been many years since she heard that word on his dad mouth. "You said, you made love, did he put his thing into your butt?" "Oh no!" He smiled as he kissed her a peck again on the lips. "He would never do that to me. I don't like it either, but I felt in debt to him and I asked him to do it to me when we were in the ship, but he kissed me tenderly and rejected that idea; he said that I was his son, that to make that it implied pain and he was not ready to hurt me. You can imagine how I felt in that moment, I hugged and kissed him round his face and body; we made love as you saw us, and he spurted his semen so hard that reached my face. We laughed a lot and spent one of the loveliest nights I ever had. Only a few days ago I tried again he fucked my butt because we were alone and happy; he had the same answer than in the ship. I love him a lot Helen, I would do anything he asked me. We always do sex things together when I ask him. He never forced or even suggested me to start, he is always ready to please me and that make me feel terrible happy and proud of having such a father. I wonder if you will ever understand that." "I understand it darling; in fact I envied you a lot, especially when you were kissing, petting and cuddling after the excitement. I would have liked to be between you both and receive all your kisses and tenderness." She sat on the polished rock and dragged Jeremy to her. They kept in silence for a few moments, then Helen said: "Your dick is hard, let's do it again, Jeremy. I want to do it as many times as you want." They lay side by side and Jeremy started kissing her on the lips, but soon he started licking and sucking her earlobes; she squirmed in delight; he continued to her armpits and she laughed with the ticklish and pleasure sensations; she put her hands on top of his head, she wanted to touch his cock, but he scooted down and suddenly took one of his little breasts into his mouth then the other. She could not resist that new to her sensation. She screamed in delight and started pulling her hips up trying to get his dick into her. He came back to her mouth and they kissed passionately; she took his hard dick and wrapped it with her hand. The sensation was great, it was hot and hard and she immediately started moving her hand up and down. Suddenly their bodies got tensed and a spam went thru them. They moaned loudly as they reached their orgasms for the second time within some minutes. They lay together until their bodies recovered their breath. She looked at his boy and kissed him a peck; then quickly she stood and before Jeremy could realise she jumped from the rock into the lagoon, Jeremy smiled and followed her. They swam as two dolphins; it was difficult for Jeremy to follow Helen; she was very good swimming. After a few minutes of enjoying the fresh and clear water Jeremy tried to dive; after a couple of minutes he surfed. "It is very deep, I can't see the bottom." They came to the rocky shore and Helen climbed to his shoulders and jumped into the water until they were tired of that play. She embraced the boy, put her arms round his neck and wrapped her legs round his waist; Jeremy felt his cock hardening again and he placed his lips on her; her little breasts were rubbing against his chest and his dick under Helen's butt hole. Jeremy instinctively pushed up in trying to penetrate her butt ring, but he couldn't, however an electric current went thru Helen's body when she felt the contact of his boy's cock in that sensible part. Their tongues mixed inside the wet mouths and at the same they rubbed against each other. They reached their third orgasm near at unison with a loud groan. Helen glued his body to his loved boy until the heat of their bodies released thru their skins. She then looked at the sun. "Jeremy, we must go; I think that two hours have elapsed and dad might be worried." "Yes, my beautiful girl, you are right." He kissed her a peck on the lips. They got out and hands entwined they started walking down to the cave. She looked at him and smiled when she saw his dick was flaccid for the first time. Pointing out to it, she said. "It seems that your little brother is tired." He looked at it and grinned. "Not for a long time; he does not need to refill." That brought to Helen what she had seen a few times in the ship. "Jeremy, do you spurt that white stuff that I saw in some of the men in the ship?" "I suppose you are referring to semen. No, no yet. I am still too young for that; dad says that perhaps in about half a year I will." They kept silence while they walked. "The other night I didn't see you cleaning dad's stuff; wasn't he released?" Jeremy face got a sad grimace as she observed him. "Have I said anything offensive?" "No darling, you have not offended anyone only that this has brought to my memory sad moments. When he jumped after me during the wreckage, a part of the mast stroked his leg and crotch. His balls inflamed and ached a lot during a week; he had to eat some of that seed I showed you. When everything was over and we made love for the first time in the island, he spurted nothing. Apparently the stroke cut his semen veins, so he can enjoy as anyone else, but he is sterile for the rest of his life. "I am very sorry because he is a very handsome man and still young enough to have many children." Jeremy did not want to continue that part, he felt very bad because he loved too much his dad. She noted how Jeremy eyes watered. "I am sorry Jeremy that I brought the subject up. "It is not your fault, darling. Within time you will learn how great he is!" She pressed his boy's hand and kissed him a quick peck on the lips. "Jeremy I love you and I would like to be part of both of you; I would like to share your love when you make love together." Jeremy stopped, looked at her in those blue marine eyes in disbelief." "Are, are you serious, Helen? "Absolutely. I want to be part of you both; we are alone in a lonely island and who knows what could happen to us in the future; so I want to be and make you happy, both." "But you are only a little girl; I am sure he will reject that." "Why? You are a little boy too, very tall and very handsome, that's true, but we are of near the same age. I don't pretend he, he. fucks me." She deeply flushed as she continued. That, that will only be reserved for you, but we can do many things together and enjoy our nights making love." Jeremy kept silence for a moment. "Helen, do you have menstruation?" "Menstruation? What's that?" "Well, I, I should not have made that question; it is too personal and private." She stopped for a while and kissed his hand. "Jeremy, we have made things together that I never thought I would do, and am naked in front of you; therefore I have no secret or privacy for you; it is only that I don't know what you mean." They were approaching the cave and he said: "The women bleed every month after they have matured, the same as men spurt semen when they reach puberty; but better we'll ask dad to explain it to you." They grinned and he kissed her a peck on the cheeks. Bernard came out of the cave when he heard the couple approaching. "Hey beautiful, I though you might be lost." Jeremy looked to his father and run to him; he hugged and kissed him and Helen joined both in a triple hug. "We missed you every moment, dad. After lunch Helen wants to make you some questions; I could partially answer them, but you know better than me." Bernard looked at his son and he blushed a little. "Better than I do." He rectified. The girl grinned. "Alright sons, let's go inside; I have prepared the lunch." They ate and when finished at the freshness of he cave Bernard asked: "Well, my daughter, your questions?" She doubted for a moment but then she said: "Dad, we have been talking about sex and there are many things that I ignore. Jeremy has talked about maturity in boys and girls, and especially about girls' menstruation, and I don't know much about it. When I left school I was only seven and in the ship there were only men." "Well, maturity means the moment that a boy and/or a girl can conceive or produce a baby. In the case of a boy it starts when he spurts semen thru his penis, en general when he is round 12 and half y/o; the girls one year in advance. A boy notes it when he starts spurting semen after a nice wet dream or he masturbates; the girl, when she menstruates. Menstruation is the expulsion of blood thru the vagina every four weeks; so within a few months, suddenly you will see blood coming out from your privates, it will last a few days. Don't panics, simple you have matured and it will continue every month until you are round 45 y/o. Some times it is accompanied by light pain in your abdomen, but nothing important." "Why is it produced?" "We are not absolutely sure. The rest of animals normally get ready to accept the male once or twice a year, however the woman is ready every month, and it has a lot to do the ovaries that contains little eggs; they releases one every four weeks, if it does not meet any semen from the man the body must spurt all its preparation until next month. This is the best theory currently accepted by the scientific community; of course it is not shared by the religions." Jeremy and Helen got silence for a few moments. ". "Dad, do you mean that I can get a baby into me in half year time?" "Probably before that time; you are near 11 y/o; but healthy and very tall for your age. You have spent near four years in tropical areas and that might have affected your body. However it needs the cooperation of a male, so you would need, let's say, to receive semen from Jeremy." She grinned and pressed Jeremy's hand. "It would be beautiful to have a baby from Jeremy. Probably as beautiful as he is." Jeremy blushed and Bernard then said: "Or a red haired like you and his lovely eyes. The mix can be within thousands combinations, even to resemble to one of your or his ancestors of the three previous generations. However, I have to warn you both, that your bodies might be sexually active to conceive a baby, but physically and mentally you must grow a little more; I believe that the ideal age is as from 15 y/o for the girls, though I have seen girls of 11 y/o having a baby, especially from tropical countries. Helen looked disappointed. "Dad, what would happen if it is before that age?" "Probably nothing, Mother Nature is very wise but it is not advisable; you are still a child and you need to continued being a child and enjoy your childhood and adolescence. You are a healthy girl and need to grow in high and strength. You will have time enough to raise many children." Helen and Jeremy kept silence absorbing Bernard's explanations, he continued: "This leads to something different couple. Due to strange circumstances, you have not enjoyed your childhood like other children, so from now on, from the afternoon until the sunset, you can spend that time playing, climbing to trees, swimming. in summary, what boys and girls of your age do. Since we have a lamp, we will have classes after dinner." They grinned and both hugged tenderly their father. "We love you, dad." Jeremy said. He kissed Bernard on the lips a peck and same did Helen. "Let's go to the beach Helen, I want to show you a few things." Hand in hand they walked thru the forest. They played and did what children in a free and wild environment would do, including, of course, the everyday sex play, but limited to sucks and rubs without any penetration; that had mutually agreed to leave for an especial occasion or moment. Those months together marked their lives in such a way that they would never forget and would miss for a long time. Some weeks passed by and their birthdays came; Helen would be eleven on November 18th, and Jeremy twelve on 20th same month, so they agree a common day for 19th. After an early dinner before the sunset, they organized a little ceremony. They kissed one another and Helen said: "I'll give Jeremy my present later on." She approached her mouth to Bernard's ear and told him something. He smiled made a little nod but did or said nothing else. "What is it, dad?" He asked knowing that Helen would say nothing. "I'm sorry, son; she want to keep it secret." He grinned as he announced to the girl. "And now here you are our present." Jeremy entered deep into the cave and extracted a little coconut that he had carefully polished until it appeared as a little gasket, and with a kiss he offered the object; she opened it with keeping her breath. When she saw the strange pearl her face went white and started to trembled: "Please, no, no!. Jeremy, please, don't, don't give it to me; it has a curse." She pleaded to the boy starting to cry. Father and son were perplexed, puzzled. Jeremy took her into his strong arms and tenderly kissed her on the face and hair. After a few minutes of sobbing she calmed down and added: "I don't want a thing that has killed many persons." "Killed many persons?" Helen with sobs continued: "Yes, I saw how the Captain Black killed with his own hands two of them because they have tried to steel that pearl from his wooden chest; before, he had hanged another three. Later he showed it to me saying: "This is a precious and rare jewel worth like this ship; with it and the money I have I'll buy a frigate." Bernard and his son understood now the terror and panic caused to Helen. The man stood and hugged very tight the eleven-year-old girl. "Helen, this pearl has nothing to do with the one you have mentioned. This has been extracted deep from the sea just a few weeks ago at your presence; do you remember that big oyster that Jeremy took from the coral rocks? It contained this pearl and both agreed to keep it secret until today and give it to you as present because we love you the most." She looked astonished and ashamed to Bernard and them to Jeremy; she them kissed both on the lips. "I have behaved like a baby." "No my daughter, it is a normal reaction about your sad experience." "But, but this cost a fortune!" "You are our greatest fortune, my little girl." Jeremy said with tender love. She put the gasket aside and kissed his boy on the lips for a long and wet kiss that raised his dick to hard. "Come in, I'll show you something." Jeremy took Helen hand and went deep into the cave with the lamp; he removed a stone and extracted a large coconut full of pearls. She wide opened her mouth in disbelief and stammering she said. "Jeremy, they are beautiful. Any person in our country with this chest would be terrible rich!" "Yes, you are right, but here its value is nil. We keep them just in case we are rescued; even in that case, we wouldn't be able to carry all with us; if they know it, after killing us, they would come here and destroy our paradise." She kissed his boy again. "You deserve my present more than ever, my love. Let's go outside." She looked into Bernard eyes and sat on his lap. "I love you dad; today is a special day and we must forget everything." She pushed Bernard on the soft bed near them and she started kissing him on the lips, she opened his mouth and their tongues mixed. He tenderly stopped her for a moment. "Helen, it is supposed that you should do this with Jeremy, not with me." She grinned. "That will come later; we have all night, now it is for you, my dearest dad." And she resumed his task. Jeremy did not want to be left aside and he wrapped his dad's big cock with his left hand and started rubbing it up and down slowly while his right one massaged the man's big balls sack. He thought that would bring an orgasm only to his father and he wanted for the three together. "Helen, suck his cock, you have suggested that some times; I'll do your little privates." The girl grinned and moved down, she kneeled near Bernard's crotch, placed his left hand round his balls sack and engulfed her new father's cock into her little mouth, but only the head; she couldn't go further. Jeremy lay on his back as a 69 position near his father, his head under his future wife pussy offering his cock to Bernard that took it eagerly into his mouth to the hilt. Jeremy spread Helen's legs and started licking and sucking her vagina and clit, while he was caressing with his hands her little breasts. The three of them went into frenzy moves with gasps and moans. They stopped for a while to enjoy their union and calm a little down. Bernard still breathing heavily and his cock harder than ever, said: "I knew I have the best family in the world, and this confirm it." The girl and boy grinned as they resumed their paused jobs. A few minutes later, three moans, one after the other, were heard as they were hit with the most beautiful and loved orgasms. They collapsed in a heap breathing heavily, the three together sandwiching the little girl that was facing his new father. "I love you, dad; more than I loved my own father. I am very lucky." Jeremy still hard went over his girl and kissed his father. "You are right Helen; I told you that you would love him even more than to your own father." Bernard took both between his strong and haired arms and hugged them very tight. "Something inside my heart is telling me that we are going to stay for a very long time together and have a lot of love to share. Thanks my sons. I love you as I have never loved anyone." They kissed again, the girl and boy, naked as they were, took the lamp and hand in hand started walking down to the beach. Jeremy said: "Dad, we'll spend the night in the tent. This is our night." Bernard smiled at them. "Have a good night. Jeremy, please, look after her and be tender as I have taught you." "We will, dad." They responded at unison as they walked down to the forest. The full moon had just started to rise on the East and soon the milky light would illuminate the island. End of part 2.- To be continued.