Kal, Male, 36

	- Narrator, disaster survivor and castaway

	- 6'1, 190lbs, straight, shoulder-length dark-brown hair

Bailey, Female, 13

	- Disaster survivor and castaway

	- 5'2, 110lbs, golden-brown tanned skin, shoulder-length light yellow-brown sun-streaked hair

Keekah, Female, 14

	- daughter of Manu, sister of Hakee and Mie, cousin of Poln

	- 5'3, 125lbs, mocha-brown skin, waist-length mostly-straight black hair

Gale, Female, 42

	- Survivor on Isla Gale

	- 5'5, 130lbs, dark tanned skin, waist-length dark reddish-brown hair

Manu, Female, 31

	- Survivor from Hahonoko, mother of Keekah, Hakee, and Mie, aunt of Poln

	- 5'5, 150lbs, mocha-brown skin, butt-length straight black hair

Hakee, Female, 17
 
	- Survivor from Hahonoko, daughter of Manu, sister of Keekah and Mie, cousin of Poln

	- 5'9, 150lbs, mocha-brown skin, butt-length straight black hair

Mie, Female, 11

	- Survivor from Hahonoko, daughter of Manu, sister of Keekah and Hakee, cousin of Poln

	- 4'7, 85lbs, mocha-brown skin, shoulder-length wavy black hair

Poln, Male, 10

	- Survivor from Hahonoko, nephew of Manu, cousin of Keekah, Hakee, and Mie

	- 4'7, 100lbs, mocha-brown skin, short, wavy dark-brown hair

Hona, Female, 28

	- Survivor from Hahonoko, friend of Manu

	- 5'2, 155lbs, dark-brown skin, shoulder-length wavy dark-brown hair

Tok, Male, 34

	- Survivor from Hahonoko, friend of Manu

	- 6'3, 205lbs, brown skin, shoulder-length wavy dark-brown hair

Amy, Female, 15

	- Stowaway from California

	- 5'6, 115lbs, pale skin, shoulder-length straight black hair

I woke to the sounds of a rhythmic panting. I wasn't sure at first and opened my eyes. The girls weren't with me and it took a moment to realize Poln was still on the bed. He was on his back, his little penis in his hand. It took another moment to acknowledge the boy was playing with himself.

I felt very uncomfortable. Despite the conversation I'd had with Gale, this wasn't something I expected to witness, and certainly not something I thought would happen in bed with me alone. I froze, pretended to sleep, and couldn't help but hear his fingers sliding up and down his little cock.

He went on for several minutes, pausing from time to time, but always coming back to his strokes. It was clearly something he'd done before, and my eyes were drawn to the grip he used. Instead of wrapping around his cock with his thumb at the top the way I did, he had an upside-down position, with his thumb at the bottom. He was small, of course, but still, he knew what he was doing and seemed to be lost in pleasuring himself.

At some point he finally slowed and stopped. He hadn't orgasmed or ejaculated that I saw, but he seemed to be finished. He slowly climbed off the bed and left the cabin.

I didn't know what to think. Again, I was uncomfortable, but I have to admit that my penis was hard after the encounter. It was an innocent moment, one every boy had had at some point, but in my experience, it wasn't usually shared so openly. I climbed out of bed and found most of the others near the fire.

Poln was down at the surf with his cousins Mie and Hakee. Gale sat with Tok, slowly stroking his thigh,his long, thin cock jumping randomly, half-hard. I knew she was wishing he was able to fuck her, and I'm certain his thoughts were on the same subject.

Manu greeted and surprised me by planting a kiss on my lips and wrapping her arms around me. She pushed her breasts and her bush against my body and for a moment, let the heat of her warm flesh join with mine. I grinned as she broke the hug, and she said, “so glad you do good, now. So glad. You good man. Save my Keekah. She heal and make you babies one day.”

I couldn't help but laugh. Manu was serious but shared the light moment as I settled into my chair. Gale passed me a cup of rum and I took a long swig of the vanilla-infused delight. I said, “I'm not the only one, there is much praise to go around. It took everything we had to survive that, together, and if any of us hadn't done our part, I doubt we'd have made it. Even Mie and Poln, they kept their cool and helped. Everyone. We saved ourselves by working together, and that... that is something I thank you all for.”

Manu smiled and said something to Gale. The older woman looked down at my crotch and smiled, said, “she wanted to know if she could compliment you on the way your cock always points at her. I said you'd like that.”

I think I blushed as I laughed again, Manu said, “I much like your cock. Nice cock. It like me too, yes?”

I just grinned and said, “Yes, Manu. It likes you, too.”

She nodded as if that was the response she expected and settled back in her chair. I finished my rum and relaxed a bit before scooping out scallops and clams and mixing them with the beans and potatoes from the big pot. I looked around for Bailey and Amy, asked after them.

Gale replied, “they're in with Keekah. She was feeling kinda lonely all day so they took a book and are helping her learn to read English.”

“Fantastic.” My sweet young women. I really was a lucky man to share my life with them.

Tok and Hona wanted to discuss the water project, so I listened as Gale translated their words. “Hona thinks there is a way to dig the channel. The land slopes very slowly from near where it spills down the low ridge. She tested the ground along a couple of possible paths. She says that the swamp is far enough away that the ground is firm and should hold its form if we... uh... wait, repeat... Ok, should hold its form if we use rocks or heavy branches to line it in the softer sections.”

I asked about the soil, whether it would hold the flow long enough to let it get down to the beach. Hona nodded and explained, Gale said, “She says that she believes so. She wants to run a test, just a small section, just some of the stream, about a hundred yards. Let that run a few days and see if it holds. If it does, then she thinks it will work.”

“Ok... Hmm... I'm always worried about our water, and I still half-expect that little stream to dry up. Pretty clear it is spring fed, so we might be very lucky. Will you take me to the places you looked in the morning? I'd like to see for myself. Not that I don't trust you, just that it's always good to get a second opinion, see if we've missed anything. Otherwise, I think it sounds like a worthwhile project.”

Gale conveyed my thoughts and Hona agreed to take me there after breakfast in the morning. I rolled a joint after dinner and fired it up before passing it to Hakee who had joined the fire along with Poln and Mie.

I rolled another and excused myself to visit Keekah, who I was really beginning to miss seeing all the time. I slipped into the shelter to find the teens sitting together, Keekah on the mattress propped on up against the wall, Amy and Bailey sitting on either side of her. Three pretty faces turned my way as I stood inside.

“KOWL!” Keekah opened her arms and I knelt down to her, held her tight, kissed her lips. Her eyes shined into mine. Her skin had recovered, the ashen quality finally lost. She seemed to be feeling better. Her toothsome smile wouldn't leave as I sat next to her and she leaned her head on my shoulder. Amy and Bailey smiled at the scene, and I enjoyed snuggling with my brown-skinned beauty.

The teens were reading The House at Pooh Corner, one of the first volumes of stories about Winnie-the-Pooh and his friends in the Hundred Acre Wood. As I lit the joint and puffed it, Amy and Bailey would take turns reading a line, then helped Keekah do the same. One word at a time, I watched Keekah's face light up as she found she could identify something she knew.

Keekah broke away from reading for a moment to tell me, “I know two meanings of Poo! A bear and what comes from behind! ” She pointed to her butt as if it wasn't clear enough what she meant.

I passed the joint and leaned my head onto Keekah's dark strands. Her hand rested on my thigh and I wanted so badly in that moment go down on her and bring her pleasure. Her ankle was still too tender, only getting a harder cast the previous day. I meant to ask Manu what she'd done to create it, but I hoped Amy had already marked the process in her journal.

The girls read and I let myself sink into Keekah, eventually sliding down and falling asleep next to her. I woke sometime later with the fourteen-year old stroking my hair and smiling down at me as she sat, still propped against the wall. The room smelled like pot and unwashed genitals. Keekah leaned to me and kissed my forehead, said, “Kowl... Kowl... love you, Kowl...”

I noticed that Bailey and Amy had left, the book taken with them. I pulled myself to her and brought her lips to mine, letting my tongue find hers and twirl slowly around. She moaned as we kissed, and I felt the want and desire in her. “Love you, too, Sweetie. Wish you were better, want to be with you in every way.”

She looked a bit sad, said, “yes. Stupid foot. Stupid foot. Some weeks, they say, before I walk. Some weeks.” A frown passed her lips, so unlike my Keekah.

“Anything I can do to make it better for you, Hon? Anything at all?”

“Lick it. Lick it. Please. I need it so much.”

“Might hurt your ankle, don't want to cause you pain.”

“I have pain from not having you. Already pain from that. Please.”

I kissed her again and slid down the mattress. I said, “I'll try to be careful, try not to hurt you.”

“Please. Lick it... Help me lay first. Help me lay... uh... lay flat.”

Gently, I helped her work down the mattress, carefully keeping her leg stable. It took a moment but she scooted down and got comfortable.

I could smell her strongly. She hadn't washed recently, it seemed, and though the smell of her sex was thick, it turned me on to know I'd soon be eating Keekah's pussy again. Carefully, I parted her thighs, moving her good leg as far to the side as possible, then leaned down.

The smell of warm, sweaty genitals mixed with sweet butter and salted fish as I got closer. Keekah's pussy was creamy, her discharge soaking on her labia. I inhaled her deep aroma and let my tongue drift across her flesh.

She moaned on that first contact, her clit rising and became hard before I'd finished the slow stroke to her womanhood. Again I licked, and again, tasting her strong, pungent, creamy juices, savoring the flavors that were uniquely Keekah. My young lover tensed, kept her busted leg still, and moaned as I ate her cunt.

Up and down her length I cleaned her, lapped at her wonderful, creamy flesh. I twirled her clit rapidly, and she arched, orgasming on my face. “aahhhh... aaaahhhh... AAAAAHHH... AAAAAHHH... AAAAAAHHH...” her cries echoed in the shelter and I knew anyone around the fire could hear her clearly. I didn't care. I lapped at her clit, her hips grinding tightly against me.

Up and down, I continued, letting my tongue dance across her labia, over her tight anus, back up to probe her vagina. I slipped a finger inside her, felt her cunt clench as I penetrated her. She moaned again, her breasts swollen and ripe, her vulva glistening with saliva and pussy juice.

I stroked in and out, in and out, managed to squeeze a second finger inside her channel. In and out while I licked her clit. Keekah orgasmed again, her body tense, her cries louder than before. She shuddered but seemed in no pain, so I didn't slow down.

Again and again I fingered her pussy, loved the way the fourteen-year old's vagina spasmed as she purred and moaned. I let one finger find her anus and slip inside. She tensed again as I finger-fucked both her holes. Her ass was tight, but slippery and wet, I easily ran my digits fully into her and back out, the teen grinding hard down on my.

With my other hand, I reached up to caress her breast, grazed and tweaked her nipples, stroked the sensitive flesh underneath. She cried out, both holes clamping down as her body writhed in a third climax. She came hard, a spurt of juice spraying across my chin, another hitting my hand. Her ass tightened, stopped my stroking there, her clit pounding in orgasm between my lips.

Keekah crashed down and breathed heavily, made me stop licking her clit. “Tender... want more... but... sore... ooohh...” I withdrew my fingers and licked them clean of her personal juices and tastes. I licked her slit one last time, bringing a final shudder to her body, then slid up beside her and let her snuggle next to me.

I held her for a long time. At some point I said, “are you in need of a pain pill, Sweetie?”

“Umm... Yes. Think so. Last one. Pain better but not yet. I sleep too much from pill. Sleep too much. But... need one. Yes.” I snatched one from the pouch and poured her water from the jug near the door. “Need to pee. Can you help me?”

“Sure, Sweetie. How have you been going?”

“Over there. That pan. Under me. Tomorrow, I walk to go. I hope.”

I grabbed the pan and saw how to use it. I had a shallow pool and a groove that let the liquid run off that fed into a larger, deeper pan beside the bed. I slid it carefully under her ass and in seconds her urine was running strong. The smell of piss was heavy in the air by the time she finished. I carefully tilted it as I moved it from under her, letting all the piss drain into the basin. I sat them aside then slid between her legs and cleaned away the urine from her pussy.

She smiled at me. “You remember. You so good for me. Love you Kowl. Love you.”

Keekah looked sleepy, couldn't keep her eyes open, so I wiped her body with a clean, damp cloth, washing away the sweat, squirt, piss, and pussy juices I may have missed, then covered her with a blanket. She was snoring by the time I carried the waste basin out to dump and clean it. I scrubbed it out and returned it to her bedside, along with a small red flower that I found in the tree-line. I don't know why it made me think of her, but I placed it next to her cup. I knew she'd understand it was from me when she woke, and she'd smile.