Date: Thu, 4 Jul 2019 16:58:27 +0000 (UTC)
From: John <amateurishwriter@yahoo.com>
Subject: Shipwrecked 3

Shipwrecked

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except in the author's imagination.  This story contains graphic sex
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(Author's Note to Readers: There is a lot of background information at the
beginning of Part One.  If you have not read Part One, I ask that you do.
That way you might better understand and enjoy the rest of the story.  As I
said in my note at the beginning of part One; "Getting there is half the
fun".)


Near the end of Part Two

He went inside with his shoulders slumping and I sat down in one of the
rockers.  "What is going on here?"  I asked myself.  "Has this boy chosen
me to replace his father because I came out of the sea?  Or is he gay and
coming on to me?"  I shook my head in utter confusion but my gut told me it
was a combination but mainly the latter.  I have never been with someone
that young.  Oh, when I was a boy myself.  Yes, I had.  But since sometime
in college, I haven't been with anyone even as young as 18.  At home I
would go to jail.  Here?  Hell, they'd probably slit my throat and throw me
to the sharks.  I'm crazy if I let this continue.  I sat in the cool night
air and rocked slowly just thinking.

These people have been very kind to me.  How could I betray that kindness
by taking advantage of a young boy's loneliness and innocence?  Tomorrow I
will see what they have been able to salvage from Adonis.  I will also go
to the village and seek out Kamani, the village leader, and Maki, the
healer and also spiritual leader, who came with medicine to help me.  I
will ask them for their help in getting home.  I will ask them, as well,
for their advice on what I can do for everyone who helped me and
particularly for Kel and Great Uncle.

It must have been 20 minutes that I quietly rocked and thought.  Then I
heard someone behind me and looked up to see Old Kel.  "You cannot sleep
John?"

I didn't want to tell him what was on my mind about Little kel so I was
evasive.  "I guess I slept too much during the day."

He was a wise old man and he wouldn't let it go.  "There is something
troubling you.  Can I help?"

I decided maybe part of the problem would suffice.  "Great Uncle?  I am
concerned that Little Kel is growing too attached to me.  I will go home as
soon as I am found.  I wonder if the boy thinks that since I came out of
the sea like his father was lost in the sea, that I might ... well, do you
see what I'm saying?"

His eyes focused off across the yard as he thought.  When he spoke it was
with deep caring for his great nephew.  "You are wise to wonder about such
things John.  There probably is much truth in what you say.  He is a very
lonely boy.  Lonely because he needs a man to care for him.  His father is
gone and you are here.  Let me go in to speak with him."  He got up and as
he passed behind my chair he gave me a reassuring pat on my shoulder.

I heard them talking but it was in their language.  Even so, I could sense
the gentleness in the old man's tone with the boy.  Then he came out again.
"The boy will be all right.  He understands that you need time to think.
But, he needs to know that you are all right.  Go in to bed so he can see
that you are all right.  Get your rest."

"Thank you Great Uncle.  Sleep well."

"And you John Fuller."

It was difficult to go back.  I was afraid he might want to sleep in my
arms like before.  I was afraid that I wanted him to.  And, I was afraid,
as well, that he wouldn't want to.  I was so confused by my mixed feelings
but I knew I didn't want any trouble.  Most of all, I didn't want the boy
to be hurt.

He was lying on his left side with his back to me.  I climbed into bed and
sighed as I lay down on my back still being careful of my left elbow.

"Are you all right John Fuller?"  He spoke.

"Yes.  Thank you Kel.  Are you?"

He rolled onto his back.  "Yes.  Thank you John.  Now, you still need your
rest."  I chuckled and he chuckled back.  "John?"

"Yes Kel?"

"May I hold your hand until I go to sleep?"

He was still a boy.  As hard as he tried to be the man that his age said he
was, he was still a boy.  I took his cool soft hand in mine and we drifted
off to sleep.


Part Three: On Malaki Ni, Little Kel is a man

Chapter One: Going on an adventure

The sun was streaming in the window and I was being rudely awakened by a
boy in a hurry.  Not a soon to be 14 year old boy who thought of himself as
a man but a soon to be 14 year old who was, this morning most definitely,
still just a boy.  And, this boy was pulling quite insistently on my good
arm.

"John!  Come John!  You have rested enough."  Good thing he was pulling on
my right arm and not the injured left.  "We must meet Kamiki soon and go to
the beach where I found you."

His enthusiasm was cute and I smiled.  "Good morning to you too Little
Kel."

He frowned.  "Yes, yes.  Good morning to you as well John Fuller.  Please,
hurry now.  It is already late."

My strength had almost completely returned and all of my wounds, with the
exception of my left elbow, were painless and nearly healed.  I pulled on
my running shorts.  "Kel?  Where did you say my T-shirt is?

He ran over to the small dresser and pulled the shirt out of the top
drawer.  "Here John.  Kali washed it for you.  Can we go now?  Please?"

My stomach growled hungrily and Kel looked down at it and giggled.

"Can we take some food with us?  I got my beauty sleep but now I need to
recharge my batteries."

"Yes. Yes!"  He was pulling my arm again.  "You talk funny sometimes."

I lurched outside under tow and stumbled across the yard to the cook house
at breakneck speed.  The old man was there and, seeing us approach, he
chided Kel gently.  "Little Kel, slow down.  It will be a long walk for
John.  First the beach, then the village and finally back here.  If you are
not careful we will have to carry him again and he is a big man.  You will
look funny with him over your shoulder."

Little Kel and I both giggled.

"I'm sorry Great Uncle.  I know I am excited."  He looked up at me and
beamed.  "John and I are going on an adventure."

Old Kel laughed happily.  "Yes, it is a big day.  I am going on an
adventure as well.  I promised Kali to repair her roof today."

Little Kel saw here an opportunity for a reproach of his own.  "Well, Great
Uncle, do not put your foot through the roof like last time."

I felt obligated to offer; "Great Uncle?  May I help you?  I feel I should
do something for all your kindness."

"Nooooo."  Little Kel pleaded.

"That is nice of you John but you being with Little Kel is thanks enough."
He smiled and winked at the boy.

As the old man walked off down the path carrying a woven bag with some
tools, the boy put what looked like two small bundles of those same green
leaves from dinner in a woven basket along with a large plastic bottle of
water.  It was the first plastic I had seen there.  Then he handed me a
piece of the pita like bread with some fruit rolled in it.  I took a bite
and it was very tasty.  But before I could swallow he was pulling me down
another path.

"Whoa boy!  Your Great Uncle will see you carrying me home if we go so
fast."  He sighed and slowed down to a walk but kept a hold on my hand.  I
liked it.

"Is this okay?"  He asked with a bit of tease in his voice.

"Yes, this is nice."  I squeezed his hand as I said it and he popped his
dimples brightly for me.

"John?"

"Yes Kel."

"You say funny things sometimes.  What did you mean when you said; 'I got
my beauty sleep but now I need to recharge my batteries'?"

"Oh.  Well, 'recharge my batteries' means to get my energy or strength
back.  You know about batteries don't you?"

"Oh yes.  We may live simple lives but we know.  My father went to school
and came back a teacher."

"I'm sorry.  Yes, I knew that about your father.  If I do talk about
something you don't know, never be afraid to ask.  I will do the same with
you."

He beamed again.  "Oh!  I like that.  There is much that we can learn
together.  I have a question now."

"Okay.  I'll try my best to answer."

"I heard you call your boat Adonis.  What is that?"

"Well, do you know what mythology is?

He shook his head.  "What is myth ... ah ... myth ... what is it?"

"There is no reason you should know what it is but it is like legends."
That drew a blank stare.  "Stories of old times and great things done by
great people."

"Ooohh.  Now I understand."  He smiled with continued interest.

"Okay."  I continued.  "Many thousands of years ago in the very far away
country of Greece, Aphrodite was, I believe in Greek mythology, a Goddess.
Goddess of love or pleasure or something like that.  Adonis was a youth, a
boy, who Aphrodite loved very deeply.  Adonis is described as a very
handsome young man."

He looked as though he was reasoning something out in his mind.  "Was
Arf...o...die...tee (I chuckled to myself at his mispronunciation.) a man?"

"No, Aphrodite was a Goddess and all Goddesses are women."

Now he really looked thoughtful.  "I heard you say that all boats were
called she.  Why did you name your boat Adonis if he was a boy?"

This was a tough one.  I had to dance fast with this answer.  "Well Kel,
the boat was strong, fast and beautiful, like someone I knew who was very
special.  So, I thought that the name Adonis was a good choice.

"Oh, so that person is a man."  It was a conclusion, not a question.  So, I
braced myself for the other shoe to drop.

We kept walking along the path but the next logical question, at least the
one in my mind, never was asked.  Instead, he jumped back a few skipped
heart beats.

"Okay.  Now, what is 'beauty sleep'?"

I laughed with great relief.  "That my young friend is just another silly
saying.  Someone made it up saying that sleeping made them more beautiful."

He looked skeptical.  "Why did you say that then?  You do not need to sleep
for that.  I think you are very beautiful already.  I think that if you got
any more beautiful I would burst."

Even before the sound of his voice died away he realized the innocence of
his remark and clapped his hand over his mouth blushing furiously.  "Agh!
That was a silly thing I said."  His face was now almost purple.

"No, it wasn't my friend."  I put my arm around his shoulders and pulled
him to my side as we continued to walk.  "That is one of the nicest things
that I have had said to me in a long time.  Thank you.  I think that you
are very beautiful too."

This was not helping the blood supply to the rest of Kel's little body as
his face continued to be beet red.  "Do you really think so?  Am I as
handsome as Adonis?"

"Yes, I think you are Kel."  He slipped his arm around my waist and held me
tight.  We walked the rest of the way to the beach like that.  Chattering
all the way about nothing important.

I could smell the sea even before I heard it.  Shortly after I realized
that I could hear a distant roar, we broke out into a clearing.  Through
the trees beyond I could see the water.  But what caught my attention was a
naked boy, who was a near twin to Kel, and the piles of stuff that he was
standing next to.

Kel and I moved apart and Kel ran forward to the other boy who, I assumed,
was Kamiki.  They greeted each other in their musical sounding language and
then turned to greet me.

Kel made the introductions very politely; "John Fuller?  This is my good
friend Kamiki who has tried to rescue things from your ship.  Kamiki?  This
is my very good friend ..."  He hesitated, I think realizing that it was
not polite to say very good for me and only good for Kamiki.  Stumbling, he
tried to finish and made another slip.  "... my John Fuller."  It sounded
possessive.

Kamiki laughed at Kel who blushed.  Then he said something in their
language and laughed even harder as Kel first looked at me and then down at
my shorts, his blush deepening.  "Agh!"  He exclaimed and waved Kamiki
away.

Kamiki laughed and came over to shake hands.  With a grin, he said,"Kel's
face go red all the time when he talk of you."  It was obvious that Kel's
father had taught him more English than Kamiki.  "You like Kel?"

This time it was my turn to blush as I suspected that he knew more of Kel's
feelings for me than I did.  "Kel has been very kind to me.  He is a very
nice young man."  I changed the subject quickly.  "I see that you have
collected a lot of stuff here.  Thank you Kamiki."

He smiled broadly.  "It is fun.  Come see."

We started to go through the pile and it was clear that Kamiki only carried
things here that didn't appear to be broken.  Almost all of it was stuff
that would float.  Sail bags from the forward area of Adonis.  The damage
must have been catastrophic for these to get out.  They held perfectly good
hardly used sails that would never sail again.  I would give them to Old
Kel to share with the village.  Also there were four foam rubber mattresses
that I would give to Little Kel and Old Kel for their sleeping platforms.
Then I shouted.  "Oh WOW!"

Both boys spun around.  "What is it John?"  Kel asked excitedly.

It was the water tight case with all but the DVR hard drive that was in the
recorder.  It was undamaged and dry inside.  How to explain simply?  "Kel?
Someday, when I get home, I will write a book and this box holds the
pictures.  Do you know what I mean?"

His excitement seemed to fade.  "Yes.  My father's books have pictures."

I was puzzled by his quiet response.  Perhaps he didn't understand after
all and was embarrassed to ask in front of Kamiki.  I moved on to other
things.  I found my boat moccasins.  They were stiff from drying after a
salt water soaking.  I put them in a canvas bag that I found.  I was
determined to go through the whole pile, even the junk.  There were some
things that would be useful; more pieces of clothing that I put in the bag;
5 two and a half gallon plastic bottles of diesel fuel; the ones with water
were probably on the bottom; curiously there was some Tupperware containers
which floated because the tops were on them.  They went in the bag as well.
I would give them to Kali.  On and on it went but no electronics.  I found
it odd that neither of the EPIRBs, nor the GPS unit and neither of the cell
phones were here.  All were water proof and should have floated.

I stood up and stretched.  My back was starting to ache with all the
stooping over.  We must have been at it for at least a couple of hours.
"Kel?  Can you show me where you found me?"

His enthusiasm returned and he grabbed my hand.  "Come with me John!  This
way."  He was dragging me again.

"I must move slower Kel.  My back hurts."  I winced as I stretched again.

"Oh?  Well, come."  He looked concerned.  "I will show you and then we can
sit in the shade and eat."

"Eat?"

He held up the basket and I realized that there was food wrapped in the
bundles of leaves that I saw him put in it.  "What about Kamiki?  Is there
enough for him?"

Kamiki answered for Kel with little enthusiasm.  "Thank you John Fuller.  I
must go home to watch my sister.  Leni (Leh Nye), my Mother, must rest.
She has a baby inside her belly."

"Oh.  Yes, she must rest then.  Thank you for this."  I waved my hand at
the piles of things.  "You were very nice to help."

He smiled with dimples like Kel's.  "I like it.  Was fun and I will do
more."  Then he giggled and added; "You and Kel go have fun together on the
beach."

"Agh!"  Kel let loose with an exclamation of his disgust and gave Kamiki a
friendly little shove.  They both laughed.  Kamiki turned and waved as he
walked back up the path.  When Kel turned back toward me he was blushing
again.


Part Three: On Malaki Ni, Little Kel is a man

Chapter Two: My growing suspicions

Kel picked up the basket and walked over to me.  Smiling up at me, he took
my hand and we walked off toward the beach.  When we came out of the bush I
stopped.  I was surprised at how big the lagoon was.  The reef was a good
200 to 300 yards off shore.

"Why did you stop John?" Kel asked.

I pointed out over the lagoon.  "It is so big and so far to the reef.  I'm
amazed I didn't drown."

The roar of the surf was quite loud and a white mist hung over it.  No
wonder they called it White Reef.  I looked to my right to the end of the
beach.  There was nothing washed up that was large enough to stand out.  I
started to scan the reef and lagoon, moving my gaze slowly to the left.  I
saw nothing on the reef or the surface of the lagoon.  Finally, my eyes
fell on a large fallen palm tree at the left end of the beach.

I looked down at Kel.  "Is that where you found me?"

He pointed to the big log.  "There John.  On the other side."

We walked over towards it.  I was looking around as we approached.  I
peered over it as Kel did that first day.  I searched under its edge.  I
stood up and scratched my head.  Then I walked around it and beyond, still
looking.  I walked up towards the bush as far as a wave might have gone.
Nothing.

Throughout all this Kel just sat on the log and watched me.  When I stopped
again, he came over and took my hand.  "Let me take you where there is some
shade and a nice soft place to lie down and rest."

He led me up into the bush a ways to a tiny shaded clearing under some tall
trees with a kind of moss on the ground.  There was an out cropping of rock
and he pointed out that it was the place to sit.  I sat with my back
against the rock and found that it was refreshingly cool.  I was very
quiet.  I let my head hang and sighed.

"It was sad to lose your boat?"  He looked very sympathetic.  "Would you
like some food and water?  Maybe you will feel better."

I smiled weakly.  "Yes, that might help.  You are very sweet Kel.  Thank
you."

He handed me the bottle of water and I enjoyed a sip while he laid out the
leaves and put some pieces of cold chicken on them.  Then he took back the
bottle and took a sip as well, keeping his eyes on mine.  "I am sorry you
lost your boat.  But because you did, I met you and that makes me so happy.
I hope someday I can make you happy that way as well."

It was like I had just been given a warm hug.  But, I was still
disappointed.  I was hoping that one of the EPIRBs or at least a cell phone
would have been found.  We sat munching on the chicken which was very good
cold.  There was little conversation, just chewing.

Then I remembered something.  At the last minute I had put a cell phone in
the pocket of my foul weather gear jacket.  "Oh!"

"What is it John?"

"I just remembered something."  I was excited again and saw Kel's expectant
expression.  "I had a jacket on when I was thrown off the boat and there
was something very important to me in the pocket."

He didn't say anything.  I watched as his expectant expression disappeared
behind a cloud.  It was the second time that I saw the happiness drain out
of his eyes.  "The jacket is in a drawer in our room.  The pockets are
empty."

Now it was my turn to have a cloud come down over me.  "Damn!"

I hung my head and buried my face in my hands.  I half expected to feel a
reassuring hand on my arm or shoulder and hear a caring word.  I had come
to expect that sort of thing from the boy.  I had gotten used to it.  After
a few moments, when he said nothing, I looked at him.  He looked worse than
I felt.  His compassion for my situation was very moving.  My feelings for
this wonderful boy grew by leaps and bounds at that moment.

I got to my feet.  "Come Kel.  It will do neither of us any good to sit
here feeling sad.  There are some nice things that Kamiki has saved and I'd
like to give some of them to you and Great Uncle.  Other things can go to
Kali, Maki, Kamani and Kamiki and his family.  Let's go make piles for each
person.  It will make us feel better."

He carefully collected all the chicken bones and leaves and put them in the
basket along with the bottle of water.  Then he got up and started to walk
back to the other clearing where the things were piled.  He did not wait
for me or take my hand.  Somehow I felt as if something bad had happened,
something that I didn't understand.  A connection seemed to have been
broken.

Wordlessly he took my directions as to what went in which pile and who
would get that pile.  He did not even react when I told him that of the
four mattresses, two would fit side by side on each platform, were for him
and Great Uncle.  I knew how badly I felt and decided that maybe the
connection between us was still there.  He seemed to feel as bad or worse
than I did.

Finally we were done.  "Phew."  I heaved a tired sigh.  "I'm too tired now
to go to the village.  Do you think that they will think I'm impolite if I
don't come today?"

Kel didn't act as though he heard me.  "Kel?"

"Eh?"  He looked tired too.

"Kel.  You look as tired as I feel."  I was getting concerned for him now.
"Let's go back to the house and rest for a while.  Then, if there is time
we can at least go to the closest house.  Who lives the closest?"

His breath hitched in his throat, almost as if he was near to crying.
"Maki."

"Good.  Then let's go and have a rest."  I started to put my arm around his
shoulders like when we walked out here but he started to walk up the path
before I could do it.  I picked up the canvas bag I had filled and followed
him.

We didn't speak all the way back.  I just walked behind him.  When we got
to the house, it was empty.  The old man was still probably fixing Kali's
roof.  Kel took the bag that had carried the food into the cook house and I
went into the room.  I put down my bag and opened each dresser drawer until
I found the foul weather jacket in the bottom one.  I turned out each
pocket.  They were indeed empty.  The frustration was too much and I let
out a hopeless sob.  Kel was watching from the door.  When he saw my
reaction, he turned and fell into one of the rockers.

I went to the doorway and spoke softly to him.  "Kel?  We both need to
rest.  I'm going to lie down.  I think that you should too."  He didn't
move.  "Well, you come in when you feel like it.  Thank you for your help
this morning, I really appreciate it."  I waited a moment but nothing I had
said worked so I went in to lie down.


Part Three: On Malaki Ni, Little Kel is a man

Chapter Three: It is his nature ... and yours

I must have fallen soundly asleep because when I woke up, about an hour
later, Little Kel was lying on his stomach beside me holding my hand.  I
gently rubbed the back of his hand with my thumb and smiled at him when he
opened his eyes.  There was a half hearted smile in return as he let go of
my hand and stretched.

It was only about mid afternoon, the thought of which reminded me that I
had two watches on when I got dunked.  I wondered what had become of them
but decided that now wasn't the time to ask.  "Did you sleep well Kel?  I
sure did.  I never felt you take my hand but it was nice that you did."

He still was being very quiet and just nodded his head.  I thought I
probably sounded like I was making conversation because he wasn't.

"Well good.  We worked hard.  Thank you again."  I tousled his hair with
affection.  He really was very cute.  "Would you show me the way to Maki's
house now?  I would like to talk with him and tell him about what Kamiki
has salvaged."

I expected him to ask what the word 'salvaged' meant but he didn't.  Maybe
he knew but I still had the feeling that something was wrong that I wasn't
aware of yet.

"Maki's house is not far," he replied.

"Okay my friend, off we go then."  I held out my hand and waited for him to
take it.  I could see that he was reluctant, in direct contrast to this
morning's walk and his holding my hand in our short nap.  Finally he took
it, without enthusiasm, and off we went.

It was another silent walk and I was just about to ask what was wrong when
we came out of the bush onto a large fenced in meadow to our right and a
couple of small structures just to our left.  One was Maki's house.  I saw
goats in the meadow and heard chickens some where too.  "Wow!  Is it a farm
Kel?"  I asked with excitement.

My quiet young tour guide gave me the minimum answer.  "Maki keeps goats
and chickens.  He doesn't plant or grow anything."

Off by the house I saw someone working.  It was Maki and when he saw us
coming he waved happily and shouted.  "Hello.  How are you two today?"  As
we got closer Kel let go of my hand.  Maki continued to look me over with
his Healer's eye.  John, you look much better today and I can see you are
much stronger."

"Yes Maki.  Thanks to your medicines and this young man's strict rules
about resting."  I put my hand on Kel's shoulder but he moved away making
as though he wanted to look at the chickens in the coop which turned out to
be the farther of the two structures.

Maki looked from me to Kel and back again and gave me a questioning look.
I shrugged my shoulders and uplifted my hands in the universal sign for; 'I
don't have the foggiest idea what's bugging the kid'.  He scratched his
head and then invited me to have a seat.  "Would you like a drink of fresh
coconut water or spring water John?  Kel?"

Kel didn't answer.  Perhaps he didn't hear as being impolite wasn't like
him.

"Spring water?" I asked.

"Yes," Maki explained. "There is a spring not far from here and a number of
others around the island."

"Spring water would be nice.  Thank you."  Then I went on to explain about
the things that Kamiki had pulled up from the beach and how Kel had helped
me put them into piles for different people to take.  He was very pleased
and gracious but asked; "Wont you be needing them?"

"No Maki.  Actually, there is some advice I need about that."  I didn't
want to seem ungrateful for their hospitality but I had to ask someone and
the spiritual leader seemed the logical person.  "You see, my sister and
her husband are back in New Zealand and when I began having trouble at sea
I sent them a message.  They must be very worried by now."  I noticed Kel
had come closer so he could hear what was being said.

"You had a radio?" Maki asked.

I wasn't surprised by the question and his knowing about radios.  It was
becoming obvious that these people were very much aware of the outside
world and its technology.

"Yes.  Actually I had many different electronic things to send and receive
messages.  Some of which were water proof and floated.  I had hoped that
one or two of them would have been found by now so that I could let my
sister know that I was safe, thanks to you nice people."

He frowned.  "We choose not to have a radio here.  I don't know how we can
help you John."

"I didn't think that you did have one because, I'm sure, if you did you
would have called someone already.  But tell me, how often do ships or
boats stop here?  Perhaps I could get passage on one?"  Just as I said that
I heard a little gasp from kel.

Both Maki and I turned in unison to look at the boy.  The stricken look on
his face cut me like a knife.  So this was it.  He had become so attached
to me that somehow he thought that I would stay here.  Maybe as his new
father?

I started to speak to him. "Kel ... "

But Maki spoke over me.  "Little Kel, what is wrong?  Why are you
surprised?"

The poor boy was near tears and responded in their language.  It was clear
that he started to explain but Maki cut him off with a gentle but clear
rebuke.  Then he went on to speak softly with the boy in their language,
every once in a while gesturing towards me.  His talking and gesturing was
punctuated occasionally by Kel's nodding or shaking his head.

Finally, with the boy studying the ground very closely, Maki switched back
to English.  "Please let me apologize, John Fuller, for using our language.
It was impolite of us but it was the fastest way for me to understand what
was bothering Little Kel.  The BOY (He stressed the word boy and Kel
noticeably stiffened at this.) has made some embarrassing mistakes.  He has
assumed some things incorrectly that he should not have and he has done
something wrong.  I have told him that he must talk with you and do what is
right."

I was listening to Maki carefully and was surprised at how bad he made it
sound.  Turning to Kel I extended my hand to take his to comfort him.  But
Maki spoke again.  "John Fuller, do not make it easy for him.  He must
learn.  A man learns from his mistakes and good lessons are sometimes hard
lessons."

I turned back to Maki.  "Thank you Maki.  I do not wish to make it hard for
Kel to learn from his mistakes.  So, I will try to make it easy for him to
talk with me about them.  I think that we will go for a walk and I will let
Kel explain.  I know he is a good boy.  He has helped me, maybe even saved
my life.  I don't think that he has done anything so bad that it cannot be
made right."

Kel started off back down the path and I got up, extending my hand to Maki.
"Thank you Maki for your wisdom.  Perhaps we will see you later or
tomorrow."

He took my hand and held it.  "One more thing John Fuller.  You asked about
ships.  The regular ship was just here a few weeks ago.  I am afraid it
will not be back for five more months.  I am sorry."

The strength drained out of me.  I was stunned.  Grasping at straws I
asked; "How often are there unscheduled visiting boats?"

Maki was very kind.  "I'm afraid there are very few John Fuller.  We
treasure our simple way of life.  It is unfortunate how you arrived here
but you are welcome and we will help you all that we can.  Now, go walk
with Kel, let him explain and he will make things right.

I turned and saw that Kel was already at the edge of the meadow and waiting
for me.  I bade Maki good day and headed off to catch up with Kel.  He kept
walking but slowly and about half way back to Great Uncle's house I caught
up with him.  He picked up his pace and we continued on together.  I was
thinking about my situation, my poor sister, and Kel still didn't try to
talk.  So, we arrived back at the house not having straightened anything
out.

I had a call of nature.  "Kel, I have to go out back to the outhouse.  I'll
be right back and then maybe we can sit and talk."  He didn't say anything
and nature wouldn't let me wait.  I walked around back.  When I returned
kel was nowhere to be seen.

"KEL!"  I called out but got no reply.  I looked in the room thinking he
might be lying down but no.  I stood there scratching my head and spoke out
loud to myself.  "Well Buster, you care for this boy very much don't you?
Give him time.  He's a big boy.  He really does know what's right and he
can take care of himself.  He'll be back."

I grabbed the canvas bag that I had filled with small things that Kamiki
had found and went over to the cook house.  The Tupperware containers were
a bit sandy but I didn't see any water to rinse them.  So I just laid them
out on the table for Kali.  Then I went back to sit in one of the rockers
and sort through the clothes that I had put in the bag.  Finally I got out
the boat moccasins.  I started to bend and kneed the salt water stiffened
gray suede leather to soften it back up.

Movement out of the corner of my eye caught my attention.  Little Kel came
around the corner of the cook house with a bucket and went in.  He started
to inspect the Tupperware and then, one at a time, put them in the bucket.
It had water in it and he was washing the sand off them.  Just as I was
about to get up and walk over Great Uncle and Kali strolled into the yard.
They waved to me and went into the cook house.  I could hear Kali exclaim
and then she came trotting over to me.  I got up and she gave me a big hug.

"Thank you John Fuller."  She was very excited.  "They are from your boat?"

I was pleased.  "Yes, they are."

"I have heard of these.  They are very good."  But then a look of concern
crossed her face.  "But wont you need them?"

I smiled.  "It looks like I will be here for a while so you put them to
good use Kali."  She hugged me again and went back to the cook house to
start the evening meal.

While chatting with Kali I noticed Old Kel talking with Little Kel.  Just
as Kali started back the old man seemed to speak sharply to the boy and
then start in my direction.  As he passed Kali he smiled and said something
that made her laugh.  It was clear she was very happy with the Tupperware.

I greeted him as he walked up.  "Good afternoon Great Uncle.  How did the
roof repair go?"

He was clearly exasperated with Little Kel.  "It went well and I thank you
for the gift for kali.  She is a good woman.  But I see that my Little Kel
has brought some shame to our house.  When we passed Maki's house on the
way home.  He stopped us and told us of the boys misdeeds.  When I asked
the boy he said that he had not made his explanations to you yet.  I told
him that if he is a man as his age says he should be, then he must explain
his actions right away."

"I know he's a good boy ... Great Uncle.  ... Well, young man really, and I
was just trying to make it a little easier for him.  Perhaps too easy."

The old man put his hand on my shoulder.  "You do care for him John?"

"Yes Great Uncle.  More than I thought.  What has happened today, his not
talking with me much and clearly being upset, has made me see that."  I got
a lump in my throat.

He kept his hand on my shoulder and gave it a squeeze.  "He is to come and
talk with you when I go back to the cook house.  But first I must apologize
to you about this.  I thought that you understood.  I thought that Little
Kel had already explained his nature to you.  That you ... well, that you
knew we all were happy to have you here and as his friend."  He squeezed my
shoulder again and turned to go back.  "You will be good for him."

Why did every conversation here make me more confused?  Well, I will deal
with things one at a time.  Some of my problems are beyond my influence
right now so I will not let them get to me ... yet.  In the mean time, I
wanted to get this trouble with Kel behind us as it was clearly making him
very unhappy.

He was slowly walking over from the cook house and the old man patted him
on the shoulder as they passed.  When he got to me I pulled him to me and
hugged him briefly.  He didn't hug me back but when I stepped back he
looked up at me and his face told me that he was sorry.

"Come inside Kel and let's talk."  He followed me into the room and kept
standing as I sat on the edge of the sleeping platform.  There was a long
pause and when he didn't say anything, I started for him.  "Kel, I want you
to know that I will never be able to thank you enough for what you have
done for me.  I might have died lying behind that log.  No one could see me
unless they came and looked over it like you did."

He shuffled his feet and stood silent for a moment or two more and then
spoke very softly.  "I ... I lied to you John Fuller."

I sat still, patient.  Then, when he didn't say more, I asked. "How did you
lie Kel?"

He sniffled a little.  I knew he was trying so hard to be a man but he was
still a boy too.  "The pocket of your coat wasn't empty.  When I saw what
was in it I was afraid you would leave.  I like you so much John Fuller.  I
thought if I took it to hide it, you would forget.  Then I could make you
like me too."

The cell phone.  I was sure I had put one in my foul weather gear jacket.

"Do you still have it Kel?"

Now he really looked like he would burst into tears any second.  "It is
under here."  He knelt at the foot of the sleeping platform and pulled out,
and put aside, a large basket.  Then he slid in underneath further and
pulled out another smaller basket.  He stood up reaching into the basket
and pulled out the ziplock bag with the photo of my ex-boyfriend and I.  I
had forgotten all about it.

I looked from the photo in his trembling hand, up to his face.  His eyes
were brimming over with tears that he was trying valiantly to hold back.
"I ... I am so sss...horry I hi...hide th...his from yo...ou."  His voice
hitched as he tried to speak and the tears spilled over and ran down his
cheeks.

He held the photo out for me to take and started to turn away.  I didn't
take it but put my hand on his arm instead and spoke softly to him.  "Oh
Kel.  It was the photo?  You poor sweet boy.  But, where is the cell phone
that was in my pocket with the picture?"

He looked every bit as confused as I had been up until that moment.  "Do
you mean this?"  He reached again into the basket and handed me the cell
phone.

I didn't even look at it.  I just put it down on the bed.  "Yes.  That's
what I have been thinking was in my pocket.  I completely forgot about the
picture."

He stammered trying to make sense out of the confusion.  "But ... what
about ... tha ... the man ... you ... he ... he is not your man?"

Then I knew that I had been right in the beginning.  I would have to be
very kind and gentle now.  It was clear that Kel had a bad case of hero
worship, puppy love, love at first sight or something.  But, I also did
believe that his father being lost at sea and me being found there was a
part of this too.

I took his hand gently in mine and spoke quietly to him.  "No Kel.  He is
not my man.  Not anymore.  He used to be but he left me because of the long
trip I was going to take on my boat."

He pulled his hand away to wipe the tears out of his eyes and then he sat
down beside me and turned to look up at me.  "Didn't you love each other?"

"No."  I thought out loud.  "I guess we didn't.  Not enough anyhow.  We are
still friends though.  Just not in the way we were before."

This time he took my hand in both of his small hands.  "I am very sorry for
hiding the picture from you."

I smiled.  He was so sweet.  "That is okay Kel.  It was the cell phone that
I was thinking of, not the picture."  I picked it up and turned it on.
Being waterproof, it worked but of course there was no service.  "It wont
work here anyway."

He smiled now, just a little.  "Then I am sorry for hiding that as well.  I
thought that if I gave you that you would remember and ask about the
picture and then want your friend and not want me."

I put my hand up to caress the side of his face and he nuzzled it back.
"You are very sweet to care for me that much Kel.  I cannot be angry with
you over something so sweet."

He held my hand to the side of his face and whispered. "I ... I love you
John Fuller."

I thought I knew what was coming and felt defenseless.  I would have to be
very gentle.  "I have grown to love you to Kel but ..."

He jumped up.  "You do!?  Then what I told Great Uncle was not a mistake.
He does not need to be angry."

My heart froze.  "What? ... Kel, what did you tell Great Uncle?"

He had the brightest smile I had ever seen.  "I told Great Uncle that I
knew you were like me.  That you would be my man and I would be yours.
Just like Maliki (Mal ee kye) and Miki (My key). Oh!  And like Alani (Ah la
knee) and Kiliki (Key lee key).  Only they are women so it is not the same
but it is kind of the same."  He ran out of breath.

"Kel!"  I almost shouted.  "You told him that?  He will kill me."

A touch of shock returned to Kel's eyes.  "Why would he do that?  Great
Uncle likes you."

I lost it and blurted out with no regard for the boy's sensitive
feelings. "I'm sorry Kel but I can't be what you want.  It is not right.  I
am a man and your are a boy.  It is not right."

He was stunned by my words and looked at me for a short moment with the
deepest hurt on his sweet face.  Then bolted from the room.

I leapt to my feet and ran after him.  "KEL!  Wait!  I yelled but he was
out of sight already.  I'd blown it.

Great Uncle was just coming out of the cook house having heard me shout.
"What is wrong?  Why has he run off?"

I stood helpless in the middle of the yard and explained to the old man
about the confusion with the picture and the cell phone.  "I have come to
love him Great Uncle and told him so.  But then he said I could be his man
and he could be mine.  He also said that he had told you of this, that he
and I could be together like Maliki and Miki, whoever they are."

He interrupted me and said, matter-of-factly; "Yes, they are two men
together like man and woman.  They are the brewers and make very good beer
and wine."

My jaw dropped.  "Great Uncle!  He is just a little boy.  In my country
they would put me in jail and throw away the key!"

The old man laughed, putting his arm around my shoulder, he guided me to
sit in one of the rockers.  "John.  You come from a foolish country.  Kel
is a man.  You have seen between his legs.  Is he not a man down there?
You know how he took care of you.  He can take care of himself as well.
Yes, he has much to learn but I know much older men who have far less sense
then Little Kel.  He loves you and I have seen that you love him.  Would it
not do more harm to keep you two apart and unhappy?  You two are meant to
be together, as one.  It is his nature ... and yours."


Part Three: On Malaki Ni, Little Kel is a man

Chapter Four: Spilt milk

There have been times in my life, as in everyone's, when I was at a total
loss for words but this one was the topper.  I was totally numb.

Old Kel waited patiently and when I continued to just sit there like a bump
on a log he tried to help.  "The law of this country of yours makes you
feel very guilty about something that is your nature.  I can see it in your
face.  It seems to me that a law that keeps two people apart who know in
their hearts and minds that they should be together and makes them feel
broken hearted like Little Kel or guilty like you, is a bad law.  Here,
Little Kel is a man.  It is not wrong to be with him.  If he was a small
child, yes, but not someone of his age.  What is wrong is Little Kel
sitting alone up at the falls and you, down here.  Go John Fuller.  Go to
him and be happy.  That is most important."

I awoke from my stupor of guilt.  The old man had said that here it is not
wrong.  I didn't know if I could accept that but Little Kel was in
emotional pain.  Pain that I had caused.  I had to try to make it better.
After all, I had grown to love him in these few days.

"Where are these falls Great Uncle?"

He got to his feet.  "I will tell you how to find him.  It is just one main
path.  You cannot get lost.  Let Kali put food and water in a basket for
you to eat up there.  It will be late and dark before you return so be
careful not to fall on the trail."

I went in the room and put on my boat moccasins and T-shirt.  When I got
over to the cook house Kali had everything ready.  She hugged me and spoke
in my ear.  "He loves you John Fuller, more than you know.  You are good
for him."

I stepped back and looked at her.  She smiled a mother's smile, warm,
understanding and accepting.  Old Kel waited at the head of the path.  When
I got to him he again put his arm around my shoulders and we set off up the
path.

A few hundred yards along the path there was a side trail.  We stopped
there and he gave me directions.  "Do not take any side trails.  You will
see that it is clear which is the main trail.  There is no need to go fast.
There is time.  Go now.  Find him and hold him.  He has needed that for a
long time and there has been no one here for him.  You both have my
blessing John Fuller.  Love him."  He turned and disappeared back down the
path.

Ordinarily I would have enjoyed the late afternoon sun streaming in through
the trees but I was worried.  This might be right for the boy at the moment
but what about when I leave to go home?  I had no doubt that that time
would come.  What would parting then do to this sweet boy?  What would it
do to me?

Thinking distracted me.  I tripped on a root and fell on the soft side of
the trail.  Fortunately, the food basket landed right side up.  I got dirt
all up and down my right side.  I swore out loud.  "Damn, clumsy fool!"  I
decided that it made sense to stop dwelling on things and pay attention to
the trail.  It would be safer and I would probably feel better.

The time dragged.  I guessed that I had been walking maybe 10 minutes and
was now in the thick of the bush.  There were animal and bird sounds.  The
bush was alive for sure.  Nothing sounded very large except maybe the
unmistakable screech of a monkey.  Occasionally my passage would disturb a
bird and I'd hear a loud caw or cackle and the flapping of wings.  The
smells were heavy and damp, smelling of earth and the inevitable decay that
is a part of the whole process of life.  Every once in a while I would pass
some flowers and they added a beautiful scent to the warm air.

Finally, I began to hear the sound of falling water.  Another 10 minutes
had passed.  If I had been walking on level ground I would say I had gone
about a mile.  But most of the trail had been up hill.  It hadn't been
steep but surely had slowed my progress and tired me out.

The sound of falling water was quite loud now and just as I was thinking of
sitting down for a few moments, the trail leveled off and broke out into an
open area.  Before me was a small pool, maybe 50 feet wide and on its far
left shore was a huge flat out cropping of rock worn smooth by many years
of falling water.  The falls were not large by any means, perhaps 30 feet
high and only 5 or 6 feet wide but the setting was paradise.  The pool was
surrounded by many smooth rocks and patches of a grassy mossy growth that
looked verdant, soft and inviting.

I stood and looked all around for Little Kel but he was not here.  Great
Uncle had sounded quite certain that this is where I would find the boy.  I
decided that perhaps, his feelings being hurt and maybe his being angry, he
was hiding.  I understood.

I spoke out loud without shouting so I wouldn't sound angry.  "Kel, I am
sorry.  I love you.  You were right and I was wrong.  Great Uncle has sent
me to find you.  I have brought the evening meal for us to have here by the
falls.  They are beautiful Kel but not as beautiful as you.  Please, come
and sit beside me and have some food."

There was one particularly nice looking patch of moss right beside the
pool.  It had a couple of large rocks to sit against and some flowers
nearby that smelled sweetly.  I sat down and laid out the food, which I
covered with a cloth.  Then I took off my boat shoes and put my tired feet
in the pool.  The water was not as cool as I expected but I bet that the
falls were colder.  Perhaps the pool was warmed by the sun.  I hadn't
really bathed since ... since, my God!  I hadn't bathed or shaved since
Auckland.  That must be a week.

I sniffed at my underarm.  "Phew!  I stink!"  I exclaimed out loud.

I heard a shy little chuckle echo around the pool. "Yes, you do."

I swiveled my head around looking every which way.  "Kel?  Kel?  Please
come out."  I couldn't see him anywhere.

There was another merrier giggle.  "You need a bath.  If you bathe before
eating I will come out."

I was getting dizzy looking around for him but his voice echoed from all
sides.  "That's a good idea but I don't have any soap."

There was a thud behind me and I jumped and looked around.  He was nowhere
to be seen but there was a plant of some kind lying on the mossy ground.

His voice echoed again.  "The root, when broken, makes a soap and the green
part, when squeezed, makes something to put on your skin after."

This was surreal, a fantasy and, very romantic.  Was I crazy?  I removed my
T-shirt and shorts and waded into the pool.  I really was quite dirty.  A
few paces out the cool water rose over my privates to just over my navel.
I jumped with a gasp.  The gasp was answered by the echoes of a boy's happy
laugh.  It was the first time that I had heard the tinkling of those little
bells today and the sound was joyous.  I laughed too.

I broke the root and started to rub it with my hands but had little luck.
I tried adding more water.  Splashing around I didn't hear the movement in
the water behind me.  Then a little voice spoke and I turned to see Little
Kel right behind me.

"Here John Fuller, I will show you."  I just stood there looking at him as
he waded out, the water rising to his chest.  He took the root and quickly
made a lather.

It looked like it just took practice and I reached for the root to try, and
to begin washing myself.

"No.  Please, let me.  Turn your back."

I let him.  His hands were strong and, starting at my shoulders, he not
only washed me but gave me a credible massage.  When he reached the water
level he asked me to turn around.  I obeyed and he started at the top
again.  I looked down watching him but he didn't look up at me.

I reached out and placed my hand on his shoulder to steady myself.  His
skin was warm.  I began to get aroused as he got to my stomach and I
stopped his hands.  "Let me try it now.  If I'm going to live here I am
going to have to learn how to do things."

I didn't really realize what I had just said until his head snapped up and
he looked at me.  I smiled down at him and he smiled back.  Ah, the
resilience of youth.

Then he threw his arms around me holding me tight and sandwiching my half
aroused member between us.

He chuckled.  "I see why you want to do the rest yourself."  We both were
blushing brightly.  "Here."  He handed me one of the pieces of root.  "We
should both bathe.  I am also pretty smelly."

I got the knack quickly now that I had seen how he made the lather and soon
we were scrubbed clean from head to toe.  "Wow!"  I exclaimed.  "For the
first time in my life I feel really clean."  And I laughed thinking of the
old soap commercial.  Of course Kel looked at me as though I were daft.

There was still light as we climbed out and sat on the soft moss.  My
shorts and T-shirt were just too smelly to put back on and besides, this
was paradise and being naked was, I had been led to believe, the preferred
mode of ... undress.  I uncovered the things I had brought for supper and
started to unwrap them.

Kel put his hand on mine to stop me.  I looked over at him and he had a
tear in the corner of his eye.  "I am sorry for running away."

I smiled reassuringly.  "I accept your apology Kel and I am sorry for being
brusk with you.  I didn't understand but I do now.  There are things we
must talk about but right now we should eat and enjoy this beautiful
place."

He got up and moved closer to me.  We leaned back against the rock which
was still warm from the sun.  There were strips of meat, some raw
vegetables and some cold rice with a spice in it.  The meat was a bit
strongly flavored and chewy but the vegetables and rice were wonderful.

He noticed me having a bit of trouble chewing the meat.  "Goat is tough
like this.  It is better in a stew."

"This is goat meat?  I've never had it."  I guess I was making a face
because he laughed at me.

"Have you had mutton?  We have sheep here too."  His happier sounding voice
told me that he seemed to have gotten over today's troubles.

I brightened at the idea of lamb.  "I love mutton, or lamb, which I guess
is a young sheep."  I finished eating, stretched out my legs and slid down
a little on the rock so I was almost lying down.  "I would like you to show
me all around and introduce me to everyone.  Would you do that for me?"

When he finished eating he stretched out the same way right next to me.
"That would be fun, I would like that very much.  There are many things to
show you."  As he talked he quietly took my hand in his.  Then he put his
arm under mine and interlaced our fingers.

It was now nearly full darkness and there wasn't going to be any moon for
at least an hour yet.  Thoughts of getting back without breaking my neck
ran through my mind.  Getting lost here wasn't a concern with Kel but the
spill I took had me a bit nervous.  "It's gotten very dark Kel, I can
hardly see you there right next to me.  Shouldn't we head back?"

"It will be easier walking if we wait for the moon to come up.  I like it
lying here with you."  As he said that he lifted my arm and put it around
him as he rolled onto his right side and snuggled up to me.  When he slid
his left arm across my chest I felt evidence of his arousal against me and
I became aroused myself, very quickly.

He had me.  I was hooked.  But, there were things still on the table for
discussion.  Things that he might not find easy to accept.  If we got too
involved they would be even harder to accept, for both of us.  I understood
his ardor and even found it quite charming, endearing and very erotic, but
I had to try to slow him down.  "Kel?  I love you very ..."

He interrupted me with his enthusiasm.  "Oh John, I love you too.  I love
you so much!"

"Please listen Kel.  I love you very much.  You are a wonderful bo
... young man.  But you have to be patient with me.  I was brought up to
believe that love like this, love between two men, was wrong.  When I got
old enough to understand that the love of another man was the kind of love
I wanted, I thought that I was a bad person.  Eventually, with the help of
some wonderful friends, I learned that I wasn't a bad person, just a little
different.  I like to think that it is kind of like someone who is left
handed.  I was also brought up to think that this same love was even more
wrong when it was between a man and a young boy."

"I am a ma ..."

He started to speak but I knew what he was going to say.  "Kel, I know that
here, in your world, you are a man.  And, you are a good man.  But in my
world you are thought of as just a young boy.  I don't agree with my world.
I know you.  But, I have to be at peace with myself if I am to love you the
way that you want me to."

He moved his leg up, which he had put over mine, and brushed my hard penis.

"And, as you just felt with your knee, the way that I want you to love me
as well.  So please Kel, be patient with me."

He was quiet for a moment and then spoke.  "I have been so lonely and
waited so long but I will try."

There was a tone in his voice that I couldn't quite catch.  If I could see
his face ... "Kel, move up a little closer so I can see you better."

He did and our noses were just inches apart.  He had tears in his eyes.  I
moved my hand up and brushed one away with my thumb.  "Tell me Kel, how
much do you know of what two people in love do?"

Now he looked as though he was blushing.  "I had seen my mother and father
kiss, others kiss and even Maliki and Miki kiss.  It looks funny."

It was difficult not to chuckle at his sweet innocence.  "Have you kissed
anyone?"  Now I was sure he was blushing.  "Come now my young friend.  If
we are to be together you must not be afraid to tell me things."

Being evasive, he asked, "is the moon up yet?"

I tickled him and he squirmed against me rather erotically.

"Okay, okay.  I'll tell you but you must promise to never tell Kamiki that
I told you."

I promised.

"After I saw Maliki and Miki kissing one time, I ... ah, well, ... I kind
of tried to ..."

"You tried to kiss Kamiki?"  I asked in as soft and kind a voice as I knew
how.

"It was stupid!"  He said angrily.  "He is not like me, in that way, and
was very mad at me.  I couldn't face him for days and then, when I tried to
apologize, he just ran away from me.  It was Great Uncle who straightened
it out.  He made Kamiki see that I was just curious, that it was really a
compliment.  It took a while but we are good friends again."

"So, you have never been kissed then?"  I said, with an air of conspiracy.

He tilted his head in a questioning look.  "Noooo, no I haven't."  His
voice was tiny and almost breathless.

"You could kiss me if you wanted to.  Would you like to Kel?"

There was a long silence and I felt him tremble against me.  Then I heard
an even fainter whisper.  "Yes. ... Please.  ...  I mean, ...  may I?"

I smiled warmly at him.  "I would like that then."

He continued to tremble, the man all but vanished and was replaced by the
young boy about to have his first kiss.  He awkwardly pushed forward and
brought his lips to mine.  His nose bumped mine and he tilted his head
slightly.  Then his lips brushed mine.  They were soft and warm.  He pulled
back sharply with a little gasp.  "Oh!"

I smiled again and spoke in a whisper of my own.  "That was nice Kel.
Would you do it again?  Kiss me longer this time if you like."

He moved up a little closer and tilted his head.  He rested his lips on
mine and held them there.  After a moment I could feel his breathing was a
little quicker and he trembled gently.  He pressed a bit more firmly and
moved his arms around me to hold me closer and tighter.

He was breathing faster now and pulled away with another gasp.  "OH!  Oh
my.  I am out of breath, like I ran up here on the trail.  It was
wonderful."

I laughed.  My own heart was thumping wildly in my chest and I was
breathing a little faster.  "Yes my love.  It certainly is wonderful."
Sharing a first kiss with him was unbelievably erotic.  I couldn't wait for
more.  "You are very sweet Kel.  Please kiss me some more.  I would like to
show you something to make it even better."

He continued to look excited and curious.  "How could it be better?"

"It is better to show you.  You might be surprised at first but give it a
chance."

He looked in my eyes and then down at my lips, which I was moistening with
my tongue as he watched.  I left them slightly parted.  He noticed and did
the same with his.  I never asked him if he had figured it out but the next
few moments remain a vivid and fond memory to this day.

He brought his lips to mine.  I slipped my tongue through my lips and
lightly brushed his with its tip.  He held his breath a moment and then the
tip of his tongue met mine.  He tasted a little of the spicy rice but
mostly of what I would become very familiar with as my sweet Kel.

The kiss became passionate but oddly calm, in a way.  Still trembling,
almost vibrating with pent up sexual energy, he wrapped his leg around me
and began to move slowly against my side.  We were somehow gasping loudly
through our noses.  I just held him lovingly in my arms as his slow
movements became more urgent.  We continued the kiss, exploring each other
with our tongues.

He reached his peak, gasping and grunting loudly as I felt the warm wet
spurts of his cum against my side.  When he finished he broke the kiss and
slumped against me burying his face in my neck and sobbing.  I ran my hands
over his back to soothe him and waited for him to calm down and regain his
breath.  I kissed him above the ear.

Soon his breath was even and I wondered if he was asleep.  Then came a soft
whisper.  "I am sorry John."

I was surprised and asked; "What could you possibly be sorry for Kel?  That
was wonderful."

He lifted his head to look at me.  "I am embarrassed.  I spilled my milk
all over you."

I laughed in the pure joy of his innocence.  "Nonsense my love.  Did you
enjoy doing it?"

Still embarrassed he admitted that he had.  "Well, yes.  It was nice."

I exclaimed.  "Nice!?  Just nice?  Kel, it was wonderful and I will
remember it for the rest of my life.  I can't wait for you to do it again.
I hope that we do it many more times."

"Really?"  His innocent reply was delightful.  "I am still a little
embarrassed."

I ran my hand up and down his back.  "That is natural Kel.  I understand.
Tell me, just how much did you like it?"

He whispered secretively in my ear.  "It was the most wonderful feeling
that I have ever had.  I wished it would never stop."

"Well, my young friend, I can never keep it from stopping but I'll want us
to repeat it as often as we can.  You are going to be a good kisser my boy.
I'm sure you are going to want us to kiss a lot.  I can also tell you that
there are other things even nicer."

He giggled.  "I already want to kiss a lot.  I want to kiss you again right
now."  He gave me a juicy smooch and giggled again.  "See?  What other
things could be nicer?"

"There are other places and things to kiss Kel."  I watched his eyes as he
thought about that.

"Things?  Oh ... OH!"  He looked down below my waste.  "But is that really
nice?"

"You have no idea my young sexy boy."

"Sexy?  What is sexy?"

I smiled.  "You are sexy.  It is like saying a person is beautiful.  If I
say you are sexy it means that I find you attractive and desirable.  When I
look at you my penis gets hard."

He looked in the dark as though he might be blushing again.  "Does it?"

"Does it get hard when I look at you?  Yes, it does.  Very hard."

"Mine does as well when I look at you.  What other things are nicer?"

I noticed that the moon had come up.  "The moon is up and it is starting to
get cool up here.  Let's go home to sleep and we can talk some more
tomorrow.  There is plenty of time for us to try new things to show our
love for each other."

Kel got to his feet and waded into the pool to wash off his cum.  I
followed his example.  Then we gathered my clothes and the basket of things
from supper and headed back down to the house.  The moon was only a half
moon but lit up the trail just enough.  It only took us about 20 minutes
and we were back home.  Kel went in to check on his Great Uncle and to
apologize for his behavior.  I put the supper things in the cook house and
stopped by the old man's room as well.

I walked into the moonlit room up behind Kel and put my hands on his
shoulders.  "As you can see Great Uncle, I found him and we are well.  We
have talked some and we will talk more tomorrow.  He is a good young man."
I bade the old man good evening and went in to our room.

It was very dark on our side of the house so I just climbed up on the
sleeping platform and collapsed on my back.  Shortly my young friend joined
me, climbing up beside me and taking the same place at my left side as he
had taken up by the pool.  He ran his fingers through the hair on my chest.

He whispered.  "May I give you a gift tomorrow?"

I whispered back.  "That would be sweet of you.  What is it?"

"Well, I like your hairy chest and stomach John but your beard is too
scratchy when we kiss."

"Oh.  Well, I lost my razor on Adonis."

"I know.  I have my father's and I would like you to have it."

For some silly reason I was very touched by that and had tears running down
my cheeks.  Even in the dim light he saw them.  "Forgive me for crying Kel
but that is such a nice gift.  But if it was your father's you should keep
it."

"It will be a few years before I will need it and, even then, I wont need
it as often as you.  I want you to have it.  Besides, when I do get old
enough to need it we can both use it."  He put his head down on my chest
again and hugged me.

That brought me back to reality a bit.  I would have to now plan for the
next five months until the regular ship came.  I was not about to take a
free ride here.  I would have to contribute.  More importantly, I had to do
some serious thinking about the time after the ship came.  If Kel and I did
indeed become a couple, as it looked as though we were headed that way, I
would have to decide if I took him with me thus breaking laws or I stayed
here, somehow.

I guess I was quiet too long because Kel whispered.  "Are you asleep?"

"No, I was just thinking."

"Oh. What were you thinking?"

"How much I have grown to love you in so short a time."

"I love you too John and I love sleeping in your arms.  It has been a long
day."

"Do I get a kiss good night then?"

He chuckled.  "Yes but don't be surprised if I spill my milk on you again."

"It is called cuming."

"What is?"

"Spilling your milk as you call it.  Properly, it is called an orgasm but
most people say cuming.  There are a lot of words we can talk about
tomorrow but now I need to go to sleep so kiss me my love."

He snickered.  "I like that, that you called me 'my love'.  But, don't
blame me if I cum on you.  And what about you?  Don't you like to cum?"

I laughed.  "You are so cute. Yes, I like to cum too."

"What did it feel like when I got it all over you?  Wasn't it messy?"

"It was exciting.  I loved it because it meant that you thought I was sexy.
Kissing me and being with me excited you so much that you came."

"I want you to have as much fun and feel as good as me.  I would like to
feel you cum on me as well."

Now the sexy little bugger had me too aroused to go to sleep yet.  I wanted
to roll over on my left side, kiss him and hold him and rub our hard
penises together until we both came.  But, my left elbow was still too
sore.  I whispered conspiratorially in his ear.  "Slide up onto my stomach
but we must be quiet so we don't bother Great Uncle."

He eagerly got up and lay down on top of me with his knees on either side
of my hips.  His chin was to my chin and he was about to kiss me.  Since he
was only about 4' 8" to 4' 10' tall, his erection was hotly throbbing
against my stomach and mine was left out in the cold night air.

"Slide down so we are together down there."

He giggled but couldn't talk much as he was breathing quite heavily now.
As he slid down the head of my erection jabbed him in the bottom just
behind his testicles.  He gasped quite loudly.

"Shhhh!"

He tried to whisper between breaths.  "Oh my.  That was nice."

"Shhhh.  We can try that another time."  He didn't ask what I meant but
lifted up and gently lay down again so our penises were together.

He trembled and I thought he was going over the edge right then and there.
But, he seemed to gain control and his natural instincts took over.  He
started to move gently against me.  I was surprised to find how intensely
aroused I was already.  I felt the beginnings of a powerful orgasm.  His
breathing was coming in shorter and shorter gasps.  We both were nearly
there.  As I felt myself rush out of my penis I slid my hands down over his
small round bottom and held him tight.  My hot cum shot over his young
smooth groin and then he went ridged.  I felt his erection throb against
mine and the warm spurts of his cum covered me.  The two of us were gasping
in passion and holding each other tightly.

We lay there enjoying the warm wetness as we calmed down.  I continued to
softly feel him from his shoulders to down over his bum.  That bottom was
so soft and warm and erotic that I could easily have gone a second round if
I kept feeling him.  But, we had to sleep.

"Kel, could you get my T-shirt on the floor there?"  He reluctantly got up
and we sopped up what we could.  Then we lay back down in each others arms
and pulled up the cover.  We were asleep before the cover settled.


Next, Part Four: Somehow I lost two days

Characters:
Malaki Ni (Mal ah key Knee) - Village and Island name meaning White Reef
Kel or Little Kel - the boy
Old Kel - the boy's Great Uncle, widower
Kali (Cal ee) - an old widow woman, Old Kel's friend
Leni (Leh Nye) - a villager, Kam's pregnant wife and Kamiki's mother
Kam (Cam) - a villager, Leni's husband, fisherman
Kamiki (Cam ee kye) - Kam's son and Kel's friend
Lani (La knee) - Leni's daughter
Kamani (Ka mon knee) - Village Leader, mediator
Maki (Mac eye) - Healer and Spiritual Leader, goats & chickens
Maliki (Mal ee kye) and Miki (My key) - Male couple, brewers
Alani (Ah la knee) and Kiliki (Key lee key) - Female couple, farmers