Category: Cousins (Page 1 of 2)

October 19, 2008

Never-Never Island
By
Alex Hawk

There are occasions with every writer where they start a project and give up. There’s any number of reasons why. Sometimes you loose interest, sometimes you’re unsatisfied with the project, sometimes real life interferes, etc.

In this case I started writing a story called “Never-Never Island”. It was a story about a group of kids stranded on a tropical island. Think “Lord of the Flies” with fucking. It was meant to be big and special as I planned it to be my 100th story.

This won’t be happening.

Here’s the story as it stands, as complete as it’s ever going to be. Go ahead and read it. I guess it was about 20% complete. When you get to the end, I’ll go into detail about why this story will never be finished.

***

I awoke with a start from the weird dream I’d been having. Even as I sat up in my bunk the images faded from my mind, but the hard rocking I’d been experiencing was still happening, as was the sound of knocking on the cabin door.

“Hannah?! Wake up, honey!”

I staggered out of bed and pulled a bathrobe over the panties that were all I wore to bed. The yacht we were all on rocked under my feet. Opening the door, I saw my mom standing there looking concerned.

“Get your life jacket and get up to the lifeboat.”

I blinked. “What?” I asked as I grabbed my jacket and threw it on. “We’re abandoning ship?”

My mom shook her head. “No, but the storm’s getting worse and we want all you kids in one safe place.”

“Oh. Well, ok.”

I followed my mom along the rocking decks to the aft-starboard where the rather large lifeboat was moored. Inside were my cousins and brothers, only one of which was a girl like me. We’d all come out on this little boat ride through the Indian Ocean for our family reunion. I’d heard everyone talking last night about a possible storm, but I didn’t expect it to be this bad.

Along with the other kids, my Uncle Ross was in the lifeboat. He pulled the canopy back over it after I was securely inside. I sat between two of my brothers, Taylor and Jordan, as the ship around us rocked.

“Are we going to have to escape?” asked Andy, the youngest of my cousins.

Uncle Ross shook his head. “No, everything should be ok.”

I felt Jordan move a little closer to me. At fourteen, he was a year younger than I was, and still prone to the same sort of jumpiness one might expect from a boy a couple years younger than him. Since I felt a little jumpy myself, I leaned a little closer to him, too.

There was a flash of lightning and a loud THUMP that caused the lifeboat to shudder. All of us, including me, let out screams of various types. Uncle Ross staggered a little and reached for the canopy release.

“I think something’s come loose!” he called out as he opened it up. “I’ll be right back!” And he was outside.

I reached over to pull the canopy shut and just as I sat down, the yacht gave a sudden lurch. There was a horrible screeching noise, then silence for a moment, then a sharp sensation of smacking into something, followed by the lifeboat rocking.

“Shit!” yelled out Kip, one of my cousins and, at twelve, kind of annoying. “We’ve come loose!”

I pulled open the canopy and was rewarded with water splashing into the boat. I could see the yacht, not too far away, with Uncle Ross and my mom standing on the deck. Then a wave knocked the lifeboat and more water splashed in. I quickly shut the canopy again.

“Ok!” I said brightly. “Everyone make sure your lifejackets are secure.”

Kip’s twin brother, Kit, called out, “What’s happening?!”

“We’ve launched, and we’re moving away from the yacht. But don’t worry. This thing has a GPS locator and everything. We’ll be fine once the storm stops. Meantime, everyone just stay calm!”

We all basically wound up huddling in the bottom of the lifeboat as the storm carried us along over the waves. When we weren’t screaming, we were crying, right up to the point where, eventually and from sheer exhaustion, we all drifted off to fitful sleep.

* * *

I was the first of all of us to wake up. Sunlight was steaming through one of the small windows on the side of the boat. As I woke up and got to my knees to peer outside, I was aware of the boys around me stirring. Soon they were all looking out the windows, too.

“Where are we, Hannah?” asked Kyle, one of my cousins.

I shook my head. “I don’t know. I’m going to open the canopy and look outside.”

I popped open the canopy and looked around. The air was warm, and had a tropical, salty smell to it. Peering around, I saw nothing but blue sea, except… wait… I looked hard in the distance, then dropped back into the boat.

“Zack?” I said to my other brother who, at eleven, was the youngest of the three, coming second to Taylor’s thirteen and, of course, Jordan’s fourteen. “You’ve got good eyes. Look outside at about 2 o’clock and tell me what you see.”

“Ok.” As Zack stood up, I noticed he wasn’t wearing anything but boxers, a t-shirt and a life jacket. Looking around, I saw that most of the other boys were dressed in about the same thing. Kim, the eleven-year-old sister to Kip and Kit, was wearing a long t-shirt and what looked like pale panties under it. They must’ve all been as asleep as I had been.

Zack dropped back into the boat. “Looks like it could be land.”

“Ok.” I examined the canopy. “This folds down. Taylor, Jordan, you get it folded. Kip and Kit, you two look for the oars. The rest of you… just watch.”
It took a few minutes of doing, but soon the boat as open and the oars were out. as Kyle and Jordan were the oldest, both being fourteen, I assigned them each an oar and told them to row for it.

Meantime, I scanned all over the outside for the GPS beacon. Once I activated it, it wouldn’t be any problem for them to find us. Then we’d go home, and we’d be able to tell our grandkids about our little Adventure at Sea.

That was when I spotted the large, gaping hole were the beacon was supposed to be.

“Well,” said Josh, Kyle’s thirteen-year-old brother as he came up behind me. “I guess we know what that thump last night was that sent Uncle Ross out, huh?”

“Apparently,” I said with a sigh. “No beacon, guys,” I told the rest of the boat. “When we land, we’ll have to get a signal fire put up quick.”

That cast a pall over the boat, which had been relaxing a bit. Silence reigned as the boys rowed us towards the ever-closer island.

“We’re totally fucked, aren’t we?” asked Kim, moving closer to me.

“No, we’re fine,” I said. “We just have to get to land.”

I could tell she was still worried, but she kept quiet after that, as did the boys, and with the exception of Jordan talking to Kyle about the rowing, the boat was dominated by silence. It was kind of nice, cause it gave me a chance to sort out my thoughts. On the other hand, it also forced me to worry extensively about what might happen to us.

It took about an hour of rowing before we finally got within range of the beach. Kip and Kit both grabbed a couple of the ropes on the front and got out, splashing into the water as they, along with Kyle and Jordan, launched the boat up a fair distance onto the sand.

“All ashore that’s going ashore!” I called out as all of us jumped out of the boat and onto the beach.

There was nervous laughter from everyone as we all got onto the sand. Most of the kids just sort of flopped onto the ground, happy to be on solid land again. I had Jordan and Kyle help me haul the boat up above the tide line, figuring that it would be bad to have it washed out to sea without us.

Once that was done, I began rooting through the boat’s survival gear as the rest of the kids milled around on the beach. Already Kim and Zack were busy building a basic sand castle while Kip, Kit and Josh went splashing around in the water.

“So how’s it look?” asked Jordan, coming and crouching down next to me as I rooted through the survival kit.

“Not too bad, actually,” I said. Here’s what the inventory consisted of.
– Compass
– A large first aid kit
– Blankets (4)
– Lighters (2)
– Fish hooks (100)
– Fishing Line (1000′)
– Axe
– Signal mirror
– Rubbing Alcohol (24 oz bottle)
– MRE’s (12)
– Nylon Rope (100′)
– Signal Flares (3)
– Swiss Army Knife
– Hunting Knife
– Collapsible Shovel
– Collapsable Buckets (2 at one gallon each)
– Water purification kit (100 tablets, each good for a gallon)
– Lightweight Aluminum Pot (3 gallons)

In addition, I realized that our resources also consisted of:

– Me, aged 15
– My brothers, Jordan, 14, Taylor, 13, and Zack, 11
– The first of my cousins, the twins, Kip and Kit, 12, and their sister, Kim, 11
– Brothers Kyle, 15, Josh, 13, and Chad, 12
– And the last of my cousins, Jack, 13, and Andy, 12

Eleven of us stuck on this island together. I wondered how long we’d be here, and then realized that didn’t matter. What mattered was that we needed to ACT like we were going to be here forever. This meant that we’d have to get a good idea of the lay of the island, get some food, some fresh water, get a fire going, set up a shelter, etc.

I looked at Jordan. “We’ve got enough supplies to keep us going for a while and enough supplies to make sure that if it takes longer than a while to get rescued, we should be ok.”

Jordan nodded and brushed a lock of his long hair out of his face. “How long… how long do you think we’re going to be here?”
I shrugged. “I don’t know. We can’t have drifted too far away from the yacht. I’m sure they’ve already made contact with the authorities back in Australia and they’ve already got search parties out.”

“Yeah, but…” Jordan dropped his voice. “Hannah, this is a big ocean. We’re on a small island. I didn’t see any other islands around here when we were rowing towards the place.”

“Well, we don’t know how big the island is,” I pointed out. “We haven’t explored yet. That’s the next step.”

“Ok.” Jordan stood up, giving me a view of something unexpected.

“Ah… Jordan? You’re… uh… hanging out…”

Jordan looked down to where the tip of his penis was poking out from under the hem of the long t-shirt he was wearing. It wasn’t the first penis I’d ever seen, but I hadn’t expected to see my brother’s.

Jordan blushed and pulled the shirt down a little more. “Sorry,” he mumbled. “I didn’t think to grab any boxers or anything.”

I laughed a little at my brother’s embarrassment. “It’s ok. We’ll hopefully be out of here soon and I’ll buy you a pack of six.”

Jordan grinned and said, “You’re on.”

“Alright,” I said, standing up and looking around. “Round up everyone and bring them over to those trees over there.”

“Gotcha.”

I went over to the collection of palm trees I’d pointed at and waited while Jordan rounded up our various cousins and siblings. Once everyone was gathered around I started speaking.

“Ok, everyone. Here’s the situation. We’re on this island for the foreseeable future. We could be rescued in twenty minutes, we could be rescued tomorrow, or we might be here a lot longer. Either way, since we don’t know for sure, we’ll have to assume that we’re going to be here for a while.”

“What do you mean? Like for years?” asked Kim with a hint of panic in her voice.

I sighed. “We just don’t know. Would you rather pretend we’re going to be here for a long time and then get rescued tomorrow, or would you rather pretend we’re leaving tomorrow and stay here for years? We have to prepare for the worst.”

There was a bit of noisy panic at that point. I let them all get it out of their systems for a few seconds and then said, rather loudly, “Ok! That’s ENOUGH!”
Gradually the noise abated.

“Right. Now. Jordan, Kyle, and Josh, I want you to explore the island going that way,” I said, pointing down the beach. “Josh, Kip, Kit, I want you to go the other way. Keep an eye out for possible water sources, food, shelter, etcetera. Don’t go too far. Make sure you turn back within, say, three hours or so. Stay along the beach for now. We’ll explore island later, ok?”

“Alright,” said Josh as the other boys nodded.

As the boys headed out to explore, I enlisted the rest of the kids to help me with digging a firepit and gathering up some driftwood. Kim, Zack and Andy seemed happy to have something to take their minds off the problems we were all in. It wasn’t by chance that I’d left the youngest kids behind.

It didn’t take too long for me to get a fire going, which gave us all a chance to get our clothes dried a little bit. The clothing thing was going to be an issue soon, I knew. Kim had on her long t-shirt and panties, and I knew Jordan didn’t even have that. Most of the boys were wearing only pajama bottoms or boxers, some with t-shirts and some without. If we were here for any length of time, we’d all end up buck-naked.

After nearly three hours, Andy said, “Hey, look!”

I followed his pointing arm and saw all the rest of the boys coming back, all from the same direction. My heart sank. The island couldn’t be very big if they’d met and started walking back.

I walked up to Jordan. “All the way around the island?” I asked.

He nodded. “It’s not all that tiny, though. We found a small pond that looks like it has fresh water, though we didn’t go all the way to explore it cause you said not to. We also spotted what looked like some caves. This must’ve been a volcanic island at one point.”

“Yeah, we saw what looked like a small mountain or something,” Chad said. “And we found some pineapples.” My cousin held one up.

“Alright. Let’s strategize a little.” I sat down with the boys and started hammering out a little plan. I sent Jordan and Kyle, with the collapsible buckets, to get some water from the creek. I tasked the younger kids, Kim, Zack and Andy, with using some of the hooks and lines to try and get some fish. Josh went along to help them. Then Taylor, who had spotted the caves earlier, would go check out said caves while the other boys set about gathering some coconuts from the nearby trees.

Taylor, my middle brother, was one of the boys who was wearing nothing but a pair of pajama bottoms. I wasn’t sure if he had underwear on under them or not. Either way, I started wondering what the lifespan of the light flannel cloth would be.

The caves were about two hundred feet back from the shore, and not too terribly far from where we’d set up temporary camp. As we walked into the biggest one, I looked around. The floor was reasonably smooth, and some light work would take care of the smaller rocks piled around. We’d have room in the middle to set up a fire if we ever needed to. There was even a small area that would serve well as a larder.

“Nice. Good job spotting these, Taylor.”

“Thanks.” He looked around. “You really think we’re going to be here a long time?”

I shrugged and repeated my usual mantra. “I don’t know. But we have to prepare to be.”

“Yeah.” Taylor scratched at his arm. “I wonder what’s going to happen to our clothes. We aren’t exactly dressed for the outdoors.”

I laughed. “I was thinking something like that myself. We’re probably going all end up naked if we’re here any length of time.”

“Oh, great.” Taylor sounded less than excited by the idea.

I laughed some more. “Hey, I think you’d be happy! You’ll get to see naked girls!”

“Yeah, you and Kim. Some show that’ll be!”

I glared at my younger brother. “Oh, really? Are you saying I’m ugly?”

Taylor waved his hands. “No, no, Hannah! But you’re my sister and Kim’s only eleven. What’s there to see on a girl that’s eleven?”

“Oh, so it would be fine if I wasn’t your sister and Kim was, say, fourteen?”

“Oh, yes, that’d be fine!” he said brightly.

I glared at him again and said, “Come on, brat. Let’s get back to the campsite.”

We were pleasantly surprised when we got back. It turned out that Zach had experienced some luck with his fishing and had reeled in a very large yellow… fish… of some sort. I didn’t know what kind, but it had meat on it. As we were celebrating, Andy managed to land another. With that and the coconuts, plus the pineapple trees, it looked as though food wasn’t going to be a problem.

“Ok! Kip and Kit, you two get the fish gutted and cleaned. I know you spend lots of time out fishing, so you’ll know what to do. Andy, Zach, good work. Go get some more. Everyone else, let’s get some of this stuff moved up to the caves. I think I found the one we’re going to stay in for right now.”
I was pleased, and slightly vexed, by the fact that everyone seemed to be willing to do what I told them without question. I had a reputation for having a good head in a crisis, which was annoying at times.

With the help of all the rest of the kids, I got everything moved up to the cave. We left the boat tied up to three trees, just in case a storm hit or something like that. By the time that my watch said one in the afternoon (and assuming we hadn’t hit another time zone, I knew it was accurate), we had everything moved and were starting to cook up some fish.

“So what do we do about sleeping tonight?” asked Kyle around a mouthful of fried goodness.

I used my hand to dip into our chlorine-tasting drinking water and took a sip. Then I said, “Well, for tonight at least we’ll break out the blankets, just in case it gets cold, and spread them out on the floor of the cave. Maybe if we’re here longer we can use some fond fronds or something to set up a real floor.”

“We’ve got axe and some rope,” Josh said. “Maybe we could chop down some of the trees and build a basic hut or something.”

That got all the boys talking about massive building projects that I knew we wouldn’t complete if we were here until the sun burned out. But at least it took their minds off their current situation.

By the time sun sank down in the west, we had the cave all cleaned out and set up. The blankets were spread out all over the ground and provided at least some padding. I figured it was probably going to be a little chilly in there, so we built our third fire of the day and set it up inside, a good distance from the blankets, and soon the cave was nice and warm.

And with that we all got onto the blankets and, eventually, gradually, drifted off to sleep.

* * *

The next morning we all woke up not too long after sunrise. I set the youngest kids out fishing again and threw Chad and Josh on gathering detail (wood and food). The rest of the kids I set on gathering up materials to build a signal fire with. I then went with Kyle to go see to the water supply.

I’d always had an interesting relationship with Kyle. He was the closest in age to me as far as my cousins went, only a couple months younger than I was. He was also kind of cute, and very smart, though he didn’t talk too much as he was rather shy. He also, I learned by walking behind him and staring at his boxers, had a nice ass.

And that was when another series of thoughts played through my mind. If we were here on this island long enough, sex between some of the kids was inevitable. I’d always been fascinated with sex. Well, at least I had been since I’d hit puberty. My actual experience with sex was limited to me having given a couple ex boyfriends blowjobs. I wasn’t particularly attached to my virginity, I just hadn’t seen the need to get rid of it yet.

Being that Kim and I were the only girls here, this meant my virginity would likely be a fading memory if we were here too long. It also meant, since there was no birth control, that we’d spend most of our lives pregnant. That part at least was not, perhaps, the nicest thought I’d ever had.

I followed Kyle from the beach up to the ponds, just talking about incidentals. I could tell he was still worried about us being stuck here, but, like me, he was getting pretty pragmatic about the whole thing.

Eventually in our walking we reached the ponds. There were two of them, one bigger, the other one only slightly smaller. Both looked rather deep. They were obviously rain water, which was reasonably reassuring, since it meant we’d have a steady supply (I hoped).

I cupped some of the water in my hand and splashed it over my head. “Ah, that’s nice. All that salt really sucks.”

“Yeah,” Kyle said with a nod. “We should set aside one pool for washing and bathing and the other one for drinking.”

Nodding back, I said, “That’s a good idea.”

We ended up picking the larger pool for drinking. The smaller one would be used for bathing and cleaning clothes and such. It was still big enough for two or three people to be in at a time, which was good.

As we sat there near the washing pond, Kyle pulled his t-shirt off and ran it through the water, soaking it down and wringing it out over the rocks. He looked really hot crouching there in his boxers like that.

I felt a great surge of arousal and desire course through my body as I looked at my mostly naked cousin. I wasn’t sure what brought it on, I mean, beyond seeing him dressed like he was. I’d heard that sometimes people, after going through a great, life endangering event, wound up really horny afterwards. Maybe that was the case here.

No matter what it was, I said to Kyle, “You wanna go for a swim? I need to get all this dried salt off me.”

“Sounds good to me.” Kyle dipped his foot into the water. “Seems warm enough.” He lowered himself down into the pond and splashed around a little, dunking himself under and resurfacing. “Very nice! Come on in!”

“Alright. Just a second, though.” I stood up and pulled off the bathrobe and panties. As Kyle stared slack-jawed at my naked body, I blushed a little. I’d never been nude in front of a boy before. “I don’t want to try and swim in anything that heavy, you know? I’d sink really quick.”

“Uh… yeah! Right. Ok.”

I lowered myself into the water, happy to find it to be the perfect temperature. I let out a little sigh of contentment and looked around. “You know, this is actually a kind of nice island. If we DO have to be here for a long time, it’s not that bad a place to be.”

Kyle lifted his eyes off my slightly floating breasts and said, “Uh… huh? Oh, yeah. Yeah, it’s pretty cool here. Looks like we’ll have no problem with food or water or anything.”

“Well, and,” I continued, “if we gotta be stuck here, better to be stuck here with people we like, you know?”

“Oh, yes,” he said with great feeling. “I know some people that if I was stuck here with, they’d already be dead.”

We both laughed.

I dunked my head under the water, letting the remnants of salt soak out of my hair. It really was a VERY nice place, this island. That suddenly made me think of something.

“You know, we need to come up with a name for this place.”

“A name?”

“Yeah. We need something to call it.”

“You mean the ponds?” he asked, clearly not getting it.

“No, no, no. I mean the island.”

“Oh!” I could see his face change as understanding dawned. “Right, ok.”

“Got any ideas?”

Kyle shook his head. “But we can all talk about it tonight during dinner.”

I nodded. “That sounds good.” I grinned at my cousin. “You’re smarter than you let on sometimes, you know.”

Kyle shrugged. “Yeah. Well, with a lot of the people I hang out with, being smart isn’t a really good thing, you know?”

“Yeah? Well, I think smart boys are cool.” I smiled at him.

Kyle smiled back at me. “Thanks.” Silence for a moment, then he added, “You’re cool, too.”

“Thanks.” Feeling a little tightness in my chest, I casually said, “You know, I’m surprised you can be in here in your boxers. Aren’t they a little uncomfortable?”

“Uh… a little, maybe.”

“Well,” I said, feeling a blush spread across my face. “If you want to, you can take them off.”

“You don’t care?” he asked a little weakly.

I shook my head. “No. I mean, look, if we’re here any length of time we’re all going to be naked. You’ve already seen me naked. So who cares?”

“Does this mean you’re going to stay naked when you get out of the pond?” Kyle asked with a hint of hope in his voice.

I laughed. “Yeah, maybe.”

“Well, I guess it’s not a big deal if I get naked, too, then.” Kyle stood up, faced away from me, took off his boxers and got back into the water, though not before I had a great view of his cute naked butt.

Now we were both naked, but I had no idea what I wanted to do next. I mean, Kyle was really cute and stuff, and if we were going to be here for a long time, I’d certainly wind up having sex with him. But what if we didn’t? Suppose we got rescued tomorrow and I’d already slept with him?

On the other hand, to hell with it. I wanted to feel good and fooling around with my cousin would accomplish that goal.

“So do you have a girlfriend back home?” I asked, moving just a little closer.

“No. Do you have a boyfriend?”

“No,” I replied with a shake of my head. “I had one a few months ago but we broke up.”

“Oh, that sucks.”

“Yeah. You’ve had girlfriends before, though, right?”

“Oh, yeah, a couple of them,” he said trying to appear manly.

“Good, good.” I moved closer still and put my hand onto Kyle’s bare chest. “Well, any girl that dated you was lucky indeed.”

“You really think so?” Kyle asked in a quiet voice.

“Oh, yeah.” I moved even closer and then leaned forward and gave him a kiss, right on the mouth.

Kyle seemed surprised, but did obviously have at least some experience with girls, cause he recovered quickly and started kissing back. He was the one who actually started with the French kissing, which I really liked.

My cousin had put his hands on my shoulders while we started to kiss, but now he moved one of them down and cupped one of my breasts. He tweaked the nipple gently, eliciting a moan from me.

“How far have you gone with a girl before?” I asked him between kisses.

“This is the farthest,” he admitted.

“How far do you WANT to go?”

Kyle thought for a second. “As far as we can.”

“Ok.”

I straddled Kyle’s waist, feeling his penis rubbing against my vagina. I knew right then and there that I wouldn’t be a virgin when I got out of this pond. The idea filled me with excitement.

As I kissed Kyle some more, I reached down and started to stroke his penis. It was very warm and very hard. I’d played around with a couple boys before, as I said earlier, and Kyle’s erection seemed to be about the same as theirs. This was reassuring but a little disappointing. Given that I’d made up my mind to lose my virginity to him, I’d somehow thought he should be built different somehow.

Keeping one hand on Kyle’s erection, I used the other to balance myself. I rubbed the tip of his penis along my vagina and lined him up to enter me. Slowly I pushed back, anticipating the pleasure of having my cousin fuck me for the first time.

As I moved back, I felt a sensation of pressure as the tip of Kyle’s fifteen-year-old virgin penis start to slowly enter my fifteen-year-old virgin vagina. Once the tip was all the way in, I knew I’d only have to push back a little father, and he’d be entirely inside me. I closed my eyes and got ready to get fucked.

A sound made me look up. I saw Jordan standing there, about twenty feet away, staring at us with his mouth wide open and his penis tenting up the base of his t-shirt. I froze, unsure what to do.

Kyle followed my gaze. “Jordan!” he squeaked, and sort of pushed me off him, the tip of his penis withdrawing from my vagina.

“Oh, shit! I’m sorry, guys… I didn’t mean to… I just wanted to… some water… I… sorry!” Jordan quickly ran off.

Kyle and I sat there staring at each other and breathing hard, both acutely aware of what had almost happened. I wanted to get back on top, to get him inside me, to have sex with him, but I knew the moment was over.

He must’ve known it, too, cause he said, “Uh… look, Hannah, we should probably get back to the camp.”

“Er… yeah. Yeah, we should.”

The two of us got out of the water, dressed in silence and walked our way back to the campsite.

When we got back to camp, most everyone had finished with the work they’d been assigned. We had quite a nice supply of food, which was good, cause I didn’t want to have to break out the MRE’s. There was also a nice stock of driftwood that had been gathered and, much to my happiness, Chad and Josh had, once they were done getting the wood together, started plotting out a basic elevated floor that would go in the bottom of the cave. One of the problems we’d noticed last night was a lot of bugs. If we got up off the ground, maybe we’d have less of an issue.

In fact the only problem that had come up all day was that Kim had cut her foot on some coral while out swimming. Kit and Kip had both spent a lot of time in the Boy Scouts, and they’d made up a bandage out of Kip’s t-shirt, cleaned out the wound, sterilized it with some rubbing alcohol and wrapped up their sister’s foot. It looked pretty good, which was a relief. The last thing we’d need would be an infection.

For the rest of the day, Kyle and I sort of avoided each other, and I made a point of avoiding Jordan, I was so angry at him. I mean, it wasn’t his fault that he’d happened along when he did, but it still sucked.

As night began to arrived we all gathered around the fire and cooked up some food. We’d discovered quickly that the large, yellow fish we mostly caught were really tasty when you cooked them up with some pineapple juice and covered them in coconut milk. This also had the advantage of leaving us with shells we could use to hold water in.

After we were done eating, we sat around singing songs, which was very rustic and nice until you realized that most of what we were singing was songs from bands like No Doubt, Linkin Park, D12 and the like. Not traditional campfire fare, but it made us all feel better and it was a lot of fun.

I also told everyone about the two ponds and how we’d use one for water the other for cleaning (and other things, but that wasn’t mentioned). I then told everyone about how we were going to need a name for the island, and we’d pick one at dinner tomorrow, which got everyone excited.

Lastly, I told them about our need for cloth for bandages, pointing to Kim’s foot in a highlight. I basically told all the boys who had shirts on to give them up (except Jordan, cause that would’ve left him naked). I also suggested that anyone who had on pajama bottoms with underwear under them should give up the bottoms.

In the end all the boys, except Jordan, wound up shirtless and we ended up with two sets of pajama pants. Then, to my surprise, Kim took off her t-shirt and contributed that to the pile. I gave her a questioning look.

She shrugged. “We need the cloth, and it’s not like I have anything to hide anyhow. Not like you.”

I thought for a moment. “Well, I guess I don’t really have anything that needs to be hidden either.” I took my robe and threw it onto the pile, acutely aware of all the boys, including my three brothers, staring at my bare breasts. I glared at them all. “They’re called tits, boys. Just blobs of fat. No big deal.” To their credit they all pretended to look away after that, or at least didn’t make their stares so obvious.

With that our first full day on the island came to an end.

* * *

After we woke up the next morning, we had a little breakfast of pineapple and coconuts. I figured this would, very quickly, get old. But at least we’d have enough food, though I worried a little about things like scurvy. But maybe there was enough vitamin-C in the pineapples and coconuts to keep us going.

As I set everyone onto their morning tasks, I figured it would be a good idea to switch things around. To let everyone have the chance to do everything. To, for example, set the kids onto gathering water, have the twins go fishing, etc.

That left me with the problem of what to have Kyle do. I wanted to, basically, haul him into the cave and finished what we’d started last night. But I knew it was also important to get work done and I couldn’t be appearing to play favorites.

Thankfully, before it became and issue, Kyle offered to work with Josh and Chad on building us a floor. The bugs last night had been really bad, so the floor was becoming a major priority. I agreed, but gave him a couple looks to give him a hint of what I had in mind for later. From the looks I got in return, my plans would succeed.

As for me, I decided to hang out with Jack, Andy’s older brother, for the day. I figured he and I could go out and do some food gathering. Get some more pineapples, some coconuts and… well, more pineapples and more coconuts. Fun.

Jack was thirteen and I hadn’t really ever spent too much time around him. He was kind of bookish, something of a nerd, but a basically nice kid. Like his brother, Jack had blond hair and it was nearly as long as Jordan’s, though unlike Jordan, Jack kept his in a ponytail which looked rather fetching. As for his body, well, he was wearing only a pair of tighty-whities and like everyone else around me, was in pretty decent shape.

He and I tromped into the small “forest” that dominated the center of the island. He’d told me about some good places to gather up our food. We had one of the buckets to carry everything in and I had every intention of making sure it was full.

Once we got to the harvest grounds, we started picking over the fruit, looking for the best ones. The entire time, Jack was trying his best to check out my breasts without being too obvious about it. It was actually kind of funny, but started to get a little old quickly.

“Ok, hang on a second, Jack,” I said, after a few minutes of this.

“Huh? What?” he said, looking slightly guilty.

“You keep staring at my breasts,” I accused.

Jack blushed and looked embarrassed. “Sorry,” he mumbled.

I stood up straight and said, “Well, ok, if you wanna look, go ahead and look. It’s not a big deal.”

Jack stared right at my breasts, not able to take his eyes off them. I saw his penis stiffening up in his underwear for a moment before he covered the bulge with his hand. A faint surge of familiar arousal went through me, even more intense than it had yesterday, despite the fact that I didn’t find Jack as attractive as Kyle.
Still, maybe I could have some fun with him. “You can touch them if you want to,” I said.

Jack looked surprised. “I can?”

“Sure.” I took his hands and placed one on each of my breasts, which incidentally exposed his bulging underwear.

“Wow!”

“You like them?”

“Oh, yeah… I’ve never touched a girl like this before.” Jack shrugged. “Hell, until last night I’d never even SEEN a girl’s tits.”

I placed my palms against Jack’s chest, tracing a couple circles around his nipples. “You’re pretty nicely put together, too.”

“Thanks…”

I let my hands drift slowly down to the bulge inside his underwear. I cupped it and rubbed it gently, enjoying the feeling of the hardness under the fabric. Then I hooked my fingers into the waistband and lowered Jack’s underwear down, letting his hard, teenage penis pop up into sight.

Jack’s penis wasn’t as big as the other ones I’d seen in my life, but it was pretty nice. Looked like it was about the right size to suck on, too. So with that in mind I dropped down to my knees and wrapped my mouth around my cousin’s erection.

“Ah… oooh… that’s… wow…” Jack whispered, resting his hands on the back of my head.

I ran my tongue and lips all over my cousin’s penis, enjoying the really NICE sensation of having a boy in my mouth like this. It wasn’t something I did very often, but I really liked it when I did.

As I blew Jack, I wiggled out of my underwear. After being interrupted yesterday, I had every intention of getting what I wanted today. I had wanted Kyle to be my first fuck, but I was more than willing to settle for Jack.

I pulled my mouth off Jack’s penis and looked up at him. “Get on top of me,” I said as I laid back on the ground.

“Uh… what?” Jack asked, staring stupidly between my legs.

“Get. On. Top. Of. Me.”

Gingerly and shaking a little, Jack got between my legs and lowered himself down so that his body was resting on mine. The shaft of his penis came into contact with my vagina, sending little sparks through me.

“Are we going to… actually… do it?” Jack asked, a little breathless.

“Yes,” I said simply. “Do you want to?”

“Oh, yes.”

“Good.” I took Jack’s penis in my hand and lined it up so that the tip was touching my vagina. “Go ahead and push it in, ok?”

“Ok…”

Jack pushed with his hips, a little awkwardly. His erection deflected slightly and didn’t go in. I reached down and repositioned him and nodded. He pushed once again and the tip went into me.

“Yeah,” I whispered, placing a hand on Jack’s butt. “Yeah… that’s the right place… Just slide it in real slow… it’s my first time, too…”

“Ok…”

Jack steadied himself and pushed down and forward. A little bit of the shaft of his thirteen-year-old virgin penis slipped into my fifteen-year-old virgin vagina. He pushed in a little more, and now half of him was inside me.

I let out a sigh of pleasure, knowing that I was about to finally have a boy completely inside me.

“Oh! Oh, shit!” came a voice from not too far away. With a feeling of great dread, I looked over near some trees and saw… yes… Jordan. Standing there with a familiar look on his face.

Jack very quickly pulled back, the half of his penis that was inside me rapidly exciting as he said, “Jordan! Oh! Uh…” He grabbed his underwear and sprinted off into the trees.

Jordan stood there looking awkward. He said, “Hannah… I’m sorry… I didn’t-”

I stood up and pointing a finger at him. “No! Don’t say it! GO AWAY.”

Jordan stared at my naked body and then fled into the trees.

It took me a little while to finally track down Jack. He had made his way back to camp and was helping to work on the floor like nothing had happened. I caught his eye and nodded at him. He blushed a little and turned back to the floor.

Well, great. Now I’d nearly gotten laid twice and it didn’t seem like I was going to end up going all the way anytime soon. Not while Jordan was hanging around. I found him near the campfire and glared at him. I knew it wasn’t fair and it wasn’t his fault, but I was still pissed off at him.

That night after dinner we all sat down and started to discuss the new name for the island.

“What about Paradise Island?” Kim suggested.

Josh snorted. “What, from Wonder Woman?”

“Be nice,” I said, glaring at Josh. “What ideas do you have?”

“I don’t.”

“Ok. Who else has a name?”

“How about Shangri-La?” suggested Jack, trying not to look my way.

“What kind of name is that?” asked Andy.

“It’s from a book.”

“Treasure Island?” said Zach.

“No, a different one.”

“No, I mean as a name.”

“Ok,” I said to stop this. “So! We have Paradise Island, Shangri-La and Treasure Island. Any other ideas?”

Jordan meekly raised his hand.

Trying to calm my irrational irritation at my brother, I said, “Yes, Jordan?”

“Well… what about… Never-Never Island?”

“Like from Peter Pan?” asked Chad.

Jordan nodded.

There was a wave of reaction around the fire and I knew we had a winner. I figured we should still vote on it anyhow. Once all was done, we had one vote for Treasure Island and all the rest, including mine, for Never-Never Island.

“Ok! Never-Never Island it is!”

There was much applause and happiness around the fire, and Jordan then treated us all to a recitation of his favorite ghost story, which kept everyone entertained until bedtime. I sat there with my lingering resentment fading slowly. My brother really was a nice guy, it was just too bad he’d kept me from getting laid not once, but twice.

After the stories were over it was bedtime. Before we all went to sleep, everyone went out into a designated part of the water to take care of certain lavatory needs. When that was done, we all got ready for bed. As I was getting the blanket Kim and I would share ready to go, Jordan came up to me.

“Hannah? Can I talk with you privately for a moment?”

I looked at him, ready to bite his head off, but drove the impulse down. “Alright. Kim, finish getting the blanket ready, ok? We’ll be right back.”

“Ok!”

I walked with Jordan down to the beach and away from the camp. After we turned around a little bend, he started to talk.

“I’m sorry I walked in on you earlier.”

“It’s ok,” I said a little gruffly.

“No, I mean, I know I probably pissed you off. I didn’t know you were there, or I wouldn’t have walked up.”

I sighed. “Yeah, I know.” I smiled at my brother. “I know you didn’t meant to interrupt anything. It was just a little… annoying. That’s all.”

We continued to walk as we talked, our path taking us towards the ocean.

“Were you guys actually…” Jordan trailed off for a moment and before I could answer finished his question. “Were you guys actually, you know, doing it?”

“Which time?”

“Uh… well, the first time?”

I’d always been close to Jordan and never lied to him. I decided not to change that now. “No, we weren’t. But we were about to.”

“Oh? How close were you?”

I giggled a little. “Well, the tip was all the way inside me.”

“Oh!” Jordan giggled a little, too, and brushed some hair out of his face. In the light of the gibbous moon I could see his penis was sticking up under his shirt again. I’d often wondered if my oldest brother might be gay. He never dated girls, he looked kind of feminine and, well, giggled. But if he was getting a hardon over this, he probably was straight.

“What about with you and Jack?”

“What about it?”

“Well… I mean… it looked like he was…” Jordan trailed off.

I sighed. “He had about half of his penis inside me, you walked up, he pulled out, that was that.”

“Oh, god! I’m really sorry I interrupted you two now!” Jordan continued with another giggle. “How long have you guys been doing it?”

I shook my head. “That would’ve been the first time I’d ever had sex with anyone.”

“Oh! Wow, I’m so sorry, Hannah! I know I’d be pissed off if someone interrupted my first chance to get laid. Whenever THAT finally happens.” Jordan brushed the hair out of his face again. “Do girls get blue-balls?” he asked with a grin.

“Shut up, bitch,” I said, smiling and pushing against him a little.

Jordan laughed again, his stiff penis bobbing out from under his shirt once more.

Looking down at it, I said, “Damn, boy. Why are you even bothering with the shirt at this point?”

Jordan looked down at this penis, and probably blushed, though I couldn’t tell in the moonlight. “What, do you think I should take it off?”

I shrugged. “I dunno. We’re all probably going to end up naked eventually. If nothing else, it IS good to have the fabric for bandages.”

“Yeah, but you still have your panties,” Jordan pointed out.

“True.” I thought for a moment then shrugged. “Fuck it. We’re all family. Who cares?” With that I hooked my fingers into them and let them drop. I stepped out of the panties and picked them up, carrying them in my hand.

Jordan watched me strip and then shrugged as well and pulled his t-shirt off, revealing… well, frankly, one of the best looking bodies I’d ever seen on a boy. He was on the skinny side, but still nicely built and had, I could now easily see, a VERY attractive penis.

I instantly felt a surge of desire for my brother, which I quickly quashed, but then I started to wonder why I hammered it down. I mean, we were on an island in the middle of fucking nowhere. If I had sex with my brother, who was going to know? The idea was kind of yucky, but still very appealing for some reason. And, anyhow, if I was going to already commit incest with my cousin, then this wouldn’t be much different. Plus I was really, really horny.

“Ok, I’ll admit,” I said as we started walking along the beach again. “We girls don’t get the same problems boys have, but what we DO get is very frustrated and pretty horny.”

“Oh, so when I interrupted you guys…”

“Yeah, it kept me from standing a chance of getting off.”

“Oh. I’m sorry, Hannah.”

I stopped in my walking and turned towards Jordan. “How sorry are you?”

He blinked. “Uhm… really sorry?”

“Well,” I said as I took a step towards him. “There’s a way you can help.”

“Oh?” he asked in a slightly higher pitched voice.

I raised a hand and ran it through my brother’s long hair, then down onto his chest. Then, taking a deep breath, I moved my hand down and took hold of his penis. Jordan let out a gasp of surprise. I stepped closed and placed my other hand on his butt.

“Ha… Hannah…?”

“I want you to fuck me, Jordan,” I whispered, feeling a little dizziness as I said the words.

“You… what?”

“I was about to have Kyle inside me. He didn’t get to get into there all the way. Neither did Jack.” I took another deep breath and started stroking his penis. “So I want you inside me instead.”

“But… but… you’re my sister!”

“I know. I don’t care.” I kept stroking his penis slowly.

Jordan’s face showed the struggle between his desire and his intellect. “But Hannah… we can’t…”

“Yes, we can. Lie down.”

Rather awkwardly, Jordan lowered himself onto the ground, laying on the sand of the beach. I kept my hand on his penis, afraid to let go in case he changed his mind. Then I straddled him at the waist and began rubbing the tip of his erection against my wet vagina.

“Don’t tell anyone about this, ok, Jordan?”

“Don’t worry. I won’t.” His eyes were fixed to our groins.

Yet again, I took another deep breath, trying to calm myself. I lined Jordan up properly and then, hoping against hope that we wouldn’t be interrupted, I backed up slowly, feeling just a bit of pressure and then the strangest sensation in the world as my virgin fifteen-year-old vagina began to slip slowly down my younger brother’s fourteen-year-old virgin penis. When I stopped, I knew he was all the way inside me.

I looked down at Jordan. His eyes were closed and he had an expression of total bliss on his face. I couldn’t believe I was actually getting fucked by him, and from the look he had, the feeling was mutual.

I lifted myself up a little, and then lowered back onto Jordan, moving slowly up and down on his penis. It felt really good having my brother inside me like this. I knew that I’d made the right choice.

“Oh, Hannah…” Jordan whispered, opening his eyes and looking up at me. “Oh, this feels wonderful…”

“Yeah…” I rode him for about a minute and then said, “Do you wanna be on top?”

“Ok.”

I lifted off Jordan and laid down in the sand, spreading my legs wide. He lowered himself on top of me and touched the tip of his penis to my vagina.

“Here?”

“Yeah.”

Jordan gave a little push with his hips and sank his penis back into me. I let out a moan as he started slowly moving back and forth, fucking me into a world of pleasure like none I’d ever pictured before. THIS was what I’d wanted so much. To have a boy inside my vagina. To be getting laid.

“Oh… Hannah, this feels so good…” Jordan whispered, looking down at me, his hair swinging as he fucked me.

“Yeah…” I cupped my brother’s butt, feeling the muscles move as he screwed me.

“Oh… Hannah…? What do you want… me to do… when I cum…?”

“You can cum inside me,” I whispered. “I’m on the Pill,” I lied. I wasn’t, but I didn’t want him to stop, and I figured the odds of him getting me pregnant were slim.
Jordan’s thrusts increased in speed and he started to moan. I knew he was getting close. I wrapped my legs around his waist to get as much pleasure from him as I could before he climaxed. If I was very lucky, I’d get my own orgasm, too.

That wasn’t to be. Jordan started shaking and moaning and then pushed hard and deep inside my body. I felt my brother’s penis start kicking inside my vagina as he fired his sperm into me. Even though it wasn’t nearly enough to make me cum, it still felt very good.

After Jordan was done cumming he collapsed on top of me, breathing hard. I held him tight, feeling very close to him. Well, of course I was about as close as I could be, given that his penis was still inside my vagina, but emotionally I felt closer to my brother than I ever had before. That was a nice thing.

“Thank you, Hannah,” whispered Jordan.

I squeezed his butt with my hands and his penis with my vaginal muscles and said, “You’re welcome. Now stop walking in on me when I’m trying to get fucked.”
Jordan giggled, making his body shake a little. “I promise.”

“You’re still inside me,” I whispered, a few moments later.

“Yeah, I know… do you want me to pull out?”

“No. Do you want to start fucking me again, though?”

“Sure!”

I let my eyes look up at the stars as my brother started moving again, working his penis back and forth inside my vagina. This was so wonderful. I knew I’d made the right choice by having sex with Jordan. Yes, it would’ve been nice with Kyle or with Jack, and I figured it probably would be in the future, cause I certainly planned to sleep with them both, but losing my virginity to my brother seemed very… right… somehow.

“Let’s roll over,” I whispered.

“Ok.”

It was an awkward maneuver for two people who’d been virgins until less than half an hour ago, especially on sand, but eventually, and without Jordan having to pull out, he and I managed to roll over, leaving me on top of him. I let out happy mewling sound as my brother’s penis slid deeper into my vagina than it had been when he was on top.

“Ah… yeah, that’s what I like…” I smiled at my brother.

“It’s real nice, yeah…”

I began to slowly ride Jordan’s penis, placing my hands on his smooth chest as I slid up and down on him. It was the best thing I’d ever felt in my life, and got even better when Jordan reached up to play with my breasts as we fucked.

It that final stimulation, combined with how beautiful my younger brother looked naked in the moonlight, that at last pushed me over the edge. I started moaning and squirming on Jordan’s penis as my orgasm hit, waves of pleasure washing from my vagina out over my entire body. I let myself be lost in bliss.
My orgasm apparently triggered Jordan’s second one, because I felt his penis start spasming inside my vagina as his sperm was released into me. I pictured it swimming through my body and making me pregnant which, for some reason, turned me on even more, sending a new blast of pleasure through me.

Once we were both done cumming, I got off Jordan, feeling a twinge of regret as his penis slipped out of my vagina. We laid there next to each other on the sand, both breathing hard, lost in our thoughts.

“That was incredible,” Jordan finally said.

“Yeah.” I looked up at the moon, which had moved quite a bit since we’d started. “We probably should wash off a little and get back to the camp.”

“Yeah, ok.”

The two of us got up and splashed out into the ocean where we rinsed the sand and sweat off our bodies. Then we grabbed what little clothes we had, put them on and started to walk back to camp.

Before we got to camp, Jordan said, “Hannah?”

“Yeah?”

“I’m glad we did that.”

“Me, too.”

“Do you want to do it again sometime?”

“Hell, yeah.”

Jordan grinned. “Cool.”

Everyone was already in bed by the time we got back. Jordan made his way to the blanket he was sharing with Chad and I got down next to Kim.

As I settled next to her, she whispered, “Where were you guys?”

“We were just walking on the beach.”

“Oh, ok. Good night, Hannah.”

“Good night.”

As I drifted off to sleep I considered the fact that I had my brother’s sperm swimming through my body, trying to make me pregnant. I wondered if I’d actually get pregnant from him. It was certainly possible. I guess I’d have at least some idea once my next period was supposed to roll around.

My mind drifted off into a bizarre pseudo-dream about prenatal care as I slowly fell into the embrace of slumber.

* * *

By the time the fourth day on Never-Never Island had rolled around, we’d all established a pretty set routine. We all got up at the same time as the sun rose. Usually Kim and I would get up first and get some breakfast going. Then the boys would wake up and eat. We’d all discuss our plans for the day and then go out and do them.

The only real exception to the day, in fact, was that Jordan came out of the cave naked, and announced that he planned to stay that way. Why bother with clothes, he pointed out, when we needed the fabric for other things. He and I traded a quiet smile with each other at that. I figured that by the end of the week, we’d probably all end up naked.

Meantime, for today, in my continuing efforts at making sure everyone did something different each day, I decided I’d try my hand at fishing, and I’d take with me my cousin Chad, giving him a break from the construction work.

Now, a good question is: why wasn’t I taking Jack or Kyle along? Well, cause I didn’t want sex interfering with the work that honestly needed to be done. Yes, Chad was brother to Kyle, but still I didn’t think it would be an issue with him since he was only twelve. Besides, I had plans with Kyle for later tonight and with Jack for tomorrow.

Chad was, in many ways, a prototypical ADD boy. I was amazed that he’d been able to concentrate at all on working on the floor project. I guess that the prospect of having to sleep with bugs focused his mind wonderfully.

Fishing apparently didn’t have the same effect. He and I waded out into the water up to our waists and spent about an hour casting our improvised poles. I managed to get two fish during that time, but Chad kept getting distracted.

“This is boring,” he said, stomping around in the water.

I sighed. “Look, Chad, we need to eat.”

He shrugged. “We have plenty of food already.”

“Yes, but the thing about food, see, is that you eat it each day. If we want to have MORE food we need to get some more fish.”

“I know,” he conceded. “It’s just boring, that’s all.”

“Well, look, just catch one fish and…” I thought quickly and finally gave a little mental shrug. I knew exactly what I’d give him for a present. He’d get laid for the first time. What the hell. I was going to probably wind up having sex with every boy on the island anyhow, and if I could use it as a tool to get the boys to do whatever they needed to do, that would be worth it. “And I’ll give you a special present.”

“What sort of present?” he asked skeptically.

“You’ll see.”

Chad sighed. “Fine.”

It took nearly two more hours before Chad was finally able to reel in a fish. Mind you, I’d reeled in a total of five by that point, but at least he managed to get something. Plus the look of success on his face as he finally pulled it in was really nice to see.

“Nicely done,” I said to him as we collected everything.

“Thanks!”

“Now… as for your surprise… let’s get these fish back to Kim and Zack and let them get them ready for dinner, then we’ll get to your surprise.”

“Ok, cool.”

Chad started walking, me a couple steps behind, checking him out. He was wearing only his boxers, which were very wet and clinging to his waist in interesting ways. From what I could see of his penis under the fabric, it looked like it probably wasn’t going to be all that big. Still, having made up my mind to have him fuck me I began to look at what was good about his body and emphasize that. Besides, given that I’d only had one penis truly inside me so far, maybe getting a smaller one for my second would be better.

After dropping off the fish, I took Chad on a little walk out into the trees. We walked and talked until we were a good distance away from not only the camp, but also the ponds, the caves, and virtually everything else. I wanted to make sure we didn’t have, say, Jordan, walk in on us.

Once we were in a nicely secluded area, I turned to Chad. “Ok. Time for your surprise.”

“Ok, cool.”

“Take off your boxers,” I instructed my younger cousin as I pulled off my panties.

“What?” he asked blinking. “Why do you… need me to… take… off…” He trailed off, looking at my naked body.

“So that we can have sex. That’s your surprise. Assuming you want it, of course.” I smiled at him.

“Are you serious?” he breathed.

“Yes.”

Moving so fast he nearly fell over, Chad quickly got out of his boxers and stood there with his penis pointing almost straight up. I got a good look at it. He had almost no hair and was only about four inches long, but still looked pretty nice.

I took a step forward and gave his penis a couple tugs. “Very nice.”

“Thanks. Do we fuck now?” Chad asked eagerly.

I laughed. “Absolutely.” I laid on the ground and spread my legs. Chad got on top of me without me even needing to direct him. He took his penis in his hand and began thrusting around, trying to find the right place.

I laughed again. “You’re still a virgin, right?”

“Yeah.”

I took his penis and touched it against the entrance to my vagina, already very wet with anticipation. “Right there.”

“Ok.”

Chad looked down to watch as he pushed forward and smoothly, easily, slipped every bit of his virgin twelve-year-old penis into my tight fifteen-year-old vagina. It was just that simple. None of the screwing around, going slow business I’d had with Jack or Kyle. He just slipped right into me.

“Aw… fuck, yeah, that feels good…” Chad whispered as he sank into me. Then he was off, fucking me quickly and enthusiastically, his virginity a distant, fading memory.

I closed my eyes and grinned, enjoying the sensation of having my second penis inside me. It wasn’t as nice as getting fucked by Jordan had been, but it was still really good. I wrapped my legs around my cousin as he fucked me and simply enjoyed myself.

“Ah… ah… oh, god… yeah… here I go… I’m cumming… OOOOOH!” Chad screwed up his face and I felt his penis start jumping around inside me as he climaxed.

Well, I thought, holding my cousin’s naked, sweaty body on top of me, THIS won’t go down as the best sex ever. Still, for what it had been, it felt good, so that was ok. I gave him a little kiss on the cheek and squeezed his bare ass.

“So did you like it?” I asked.

“FUCK YEAH,” Chad said with a grin.

“Good. Now get off me.”

Chad sat back, his still hard preteen penis withdrawing from my vagina. He grinned. “So the rumour I heard was true, huh?”

I sat up and looked at him. “What rumour?”

“I’d heard you were being fucked by Jack yesterday and Jordan walked in on you two.”

I shrugged and pulled on my panties. “That’s mostly true, except that Jack wasn’t all the way in me.”

Chad grinned and grabbed his boxers, putting them on. “Wow. So I lost my virginity before he lost his, huh? Good.”

I laughed. “Good to see the healthy spirit of competition is alive and well.”

“Do you care if I brag to him about it? You know? Rub his face in it?”

I rolled my eyes. “You can if you really want to, but if it hadn’t been for Jordan, you would’ve lost your virginity AFTER Jack did.”

“Oh, yeah. There is that.” He shrugged. “Oh, well. I got laid. I’m happy.”

“Glad to hear it.” I stuck my tongue out at my cousin. “Let’s get back to the camp.”

“Alright.”

It was a little weird walking back with Chad, realizing that I’d basically just taken his virginity for the sake of taking his virginity. I don’t think he minded and I know I didn’t, but it was just a little weird to think about.

As soon as we were within range of the camp, Chad shouted out, “HEY, GUYS! GUESS WHO JUST GOT LAID!”

I smacked my hand on my forehead as all the kids who were there looked up at Chad in surprise. I grabbed him by the ear and yanked, getting a yelp from him.

“I said you could brag, I didn’t mean to everyone!”

I let go of his ear. Chad zipped off to talk with his brothers. Then my stomach did a bit of a flip as Jordan, still gloriously nude, walked up to me.

“You had sex with Chad?” he asked.

I blushed. “Look, I… well, yes.”

“Oh.” Jordan was quiet for a moment. “Why?”

I shrugged. “I’m going to wind up having sex with every boy here, I’m pretty sure. There’s no reason not to, really. And it’s a good tool for motivation.”

“Oh,” he said.

“Damn,” he said.

“I’m jealous,” he said.

“Of them? But you get to fuck me, too, when you want to.” I smiled shyly at my brother.

Jordan blushed a little and shook his head. “No, I’m jealous of… er… you.”

“Me?”

“Yeah. Cause you get to have sex with all the boys here and I mumble mumble.”

“What?” I asked.

Jordan sighed. “Cause you get to have sex with all the boys here and I don’t get to.”

“Oh,” I said into the crowded silence that followed.

“Yeah.”

“So… you’re gay?”

“Yes.”

“Oh.” I thought. “Then why…?”

“Cause I always wanted to try it with a girl and see what it was like. I know what it’s like with boys, but I wanted to try a girl, too.”

“Oh.”

Jordan smiled at me and I saw his penis twitch and harden. “For what it’s worth, I really liked it.”

“Well, that’s good, I guess,” I said with a smile as I reached out to give his penis a couple tugs.

Jordan grinned. “Yeah. So when are you going to fuck Taylor and Zach, then?”

I paused as I considered our two youngest brothers. “I hadn’t really thought about that.” I shrugged. “Yeah, probably.”

“Well, when you do, let me know which of us is best.” Jordan smiled again.

I laughed. “I’ll do that!”

“So who you going to do next?”

“Probably Jack and Kyle. They almost did it with me. I need to make up for lost time.”

“Cool. Just wait until you get to Josh. He’s pretty good in bed,” he said as his penis twitched and hardened.

I looked at Jordan’s impish face. “You little pervo!” I said, laughing.

“Hey, I’m not the one that lost my virginity to my little brother,” Jordan pointed out.

“No,” I retorted. “You’re the one who lost your virginity to his older sister.”

Jordan grinned impishly. “Oh, yeah!” He did a couple pelvic thrusts.

I laughed and smacked him on the arm. “Weirdo.”

“Yeah, that’s me.”

At that point I noticed it was starting to get kind of late in the afternoon. Jordan and I walked back to the firepit and I started to get ready to make dinner. It was going to be the usual, which was starting to get really, really old. Still, food was food. I would’ve killed for a little lemon, some garlic and butter for the fish, though.

After we were all done eating, and I’d received a lot of significant looks from all the boys, I came up to Kyle and Jack and said to them, “I think there’s something we need to go finish doing.”

My cousins traded looks with each other, both clearly surprised to hear that the other one was involved. I put an arm around each of their shoulders and let them off towards the pond, making sure no one else was following us.

*** THAT’S ALL, FOLKS! ***

So what went wrong here? Why did I give up on this promising tale after writing so much of it?

Part of it’s pretty obvious. I’m repeating a plot device (bored, slutty girl seduces every boy in sight), I’ve used already and in better stories (The “Chasing Colt” and “College Guys” series).

I also made the plot insanely complex and overly convoluted. I had to find a reasonable way to get each boy laid with the girls and with each other and do so in a reasonably plausible way. This seemed unlikely the deeper into the story I got.

There were also too many characters and too many repeating archetypes. There’s the sensitive boy who ends up gay, the slutty girl, the incestual twins (yeah, that was coming up… tell me you didn’t see it), and others.

In the end, this story was just too much to manage. I didn’t want to junk it entirely, though, so I thought I’d make lemonade from lemons (well, and water and sugar), and post it up like it is.

So there you go. It’s not the worst of my stories by a long shot, but far from the best, and never had any potential to be really much of anything at all. Still, I’m glad you’re getting the chance to see it, warts and all. Unformated, unchecked, un-everything! I didn’t even proof-read this puppy! Now THAT’S… er… well… something. Yes. Indeed.

Take care, kids!

SPECIAL BONUS!

At one point the boys were going to get together and serenade Hannah with a song they wrote. I couldn’t bear to lose it entirely since I spent a lot of time writing it. Here’s their dreadful little tune.
(a one, a two, a one, two, many, lots!)

Island Song

Oooooooooh…!
We’re stuck here on the Island!
We don’t know when we’ll go!
We’re stuck here on the Island!
Oh, how we miss the snow!
We’re stuck here on the Island!
Don’t got a lot to do!
We’re stuck here on the Island!
And so we suck and screw!
Life here on the Island,
Can be a lot of fun!
We used to be virgins,
Each and every one!
But now thanks to Hannah,
And that place between her legs,
None of us are virgins,
Cause of where we stuck our pegs!
So come here to the Island,
And take us all back home!
If you bring us back,
We promise not to roam!
But if we have to stay here,
At least our lives won’t suck.
Not while we have Hannah,
And she lets us fuck!

Copyright 2005 by Alex Hawk, all rights reserved.