Simon 5
Chapter 5
Each day his understanding of the island increased more and more. For instance, even the biggest hut had no more than just a couple of rooms. He imagined the family sleeping on the floor together each night. There would be no way for anyone to have sex. Perhaps that was why in the afternoons the parents tended to stay inside, probably for some nooky and a little sleep while the kids played outside overseen by the elder girls. The boys meantime went to the beach for a spot of fishing and not being able to whack off at home, enjoyed themselves with other like minded friends.
Maybe unwittingly he had already seen it many times, but not knowing what they were up to, it went unnoticed. But now that he understood, he saw it every afternoon. Stranger still, sometimes he saw two youths move away from a group by only a few metres and go at it in full view with the rest paying no heed at all!
And old Simon thought he was broad minded, he said over to himself.
At night he looked forward to going to bed in that it no longer mattered about being horny. Not that he wanked off in the conventional sense, but having Taem play with the head of his dick, tireless in his wonder of circumcision, as was Simon with his foreskin, made each night a wonderful release for them both.
For the next couple of days, the spectacle on the beach became a little blasé. He felt a bit of an idiot to be staring each time he saw someone at it. But it didn’t take too long to loose some of its interest as it became such common place.
Taem kept up his suggestions that he try, but Simon continued to decline. He couldn’t for the life in him see what good there was in it. Perhaps if they had a proper fuck maybe, but the way they went about it, well it was beyond him. Better he stick with a good wank than try that.
One particular night, they lay on the cot idly playing with each other. Taem broke off and reached for his little gourd. Simon wondered what he was up to as he couldn’t see exactly what he was doing. Then he felt Taem rub some of the slippery grease over the head of his dick. It was cooling at first, then warm and smooth as fingers worked it all over. He felt him putting some on his own dick then put Simons hand back to it once more. His dick slipped easily between his fingers giving the experience a new dimension. His mind began to drift off as they gently continued to fondle each other.
He came too, feeling Taems fingers slide down to his balls and play with them gently. It felt really good as he rolled them slowly back and forth. Then his fingers traced lower, sending a warm shiver through his body. But Simons mind was not exactly on what he was doing, rather he was dwelling on the warm soothing feelings that radiated from his lower regions. Without thinking, he opened his legs to allow easier access, as that would increase the sensations. Taem’s greased fingers stroked longer and longer, just feathering over the skin, hypnotising Simon into a feverish sump of pleasure.
When Simon realised he was flexing his arse hole open against Taem’s fingers in an effort to increase the excitement, he was past caring.
His mind was completely and utterly blank when Taem ever so slowly pushed him onto his side. Still the fingers played, reducing any form of reluctance to zero. He felt Taem snuggle up closely, their bodies touching warmly. All he could feel was a wonderful heat radiating up through his body. Somewhere deep in the back of his mind, he knew he should not be doing this, but the thought was quickly dismissed. After all, what was he doing anyway, he really had no idea.
The pleasure was so intense he convulsed, pressing back into Taem. He in turn seemed to snuggle even closer still till they were pushing against each other in rhythm. Each squeeze only heightened the experience till he ran out of superlatives.
The same voice in the back of his head was shouting to him, but he could not make out what it was saying at first. Eventually he realised it said that he had a dick up his arse and was being fucked. The other part of his mind refused to believe it or at least didn’t care. It shouted back, they don’t fuck here, just wank off or something, just the head of the dick, that’s all.
But even as the voice in his head said that, he could feel
the sparse pubic hair grinding against his bum, each movement pushing hard
against him till there was no way they could not by any closer. Yet if felt so
wonderful, he couldn’t believe it was fucking at all. And yet, he was enjoying
it as much as his last sex in
It was morning when he stirred to life, not by the morning sun as was usual but Taem holding him tight as he slid inside. He collected his thoughts and realised last night had been such an extraordinary event. Now Taem was horny and already home, he didn’t mind him using his body to get off, just as he had woken his girlfriends doing exactly the same. It was nice to feel him though, even the wetness from last night gave plenty of sounds making it wonderfully dirty and sexy at the same time. As Taem raised his pitch, he brought Simon with him till first Taem and then Simon orgasmed. Taem quickly offered himself for Simon but with coming already he declined. Perhaps next time he said to himself.
They lay quietly exhausted for a while.
“Taem. Tek said it was bad to..” He raised his arms and formed a circle with his finger and thumb, and then pushed a finger through the middle.
“Yes” answered Taem straightforwardly.
“But you make like that?”
Taem gave a little giggle. “Yes. Me make like that”
“Why?” asked Simon a little confused after remembering how categorical Tek had been.
He was silent for a while as he strove to put together his answer.
“Tek, him good boy. He no like. But me, I like. I not tell Tek I like, he angry. Maybe me bad boy!”
He laughed at his own joke.
He became more serious.
“Simon like or no like?”
“I’m confused. I don’t know. No, I shouldn’t like but I do” He laughed at the over simplification, then put it as Taem would understand. “Maybe Simon also bad boy”
The rest of the morning he felt a little downhearted. He had never done anything like that in his whole life before, never even thought about it, would have smacked anyone who even suggested it. Yet he had.
The day was spent trying to rationalise his actions. Come up with an excuse that he couldn’t easily pick holes in. Nothing would be one hundred percent, but anything over say sixty would satisfy, or so he reasoned.
Nothing worked; it was against all he had been brought up to
be. Yet he couldn’t deny in the heat of the moment he had enjoyed. Shit! There
could be no answer. Better he was half way round the world where nobody would
know what he was up to. That was okay, easier than trying to rationalise
everything. Who cares anyway? These people sure don’t. His friends back home
would never know and he would be the last person to even mention it. And
besides, it was clear he was most unlikely to score with the local ladies being
as they were so uptight about customs. So it would be okay, for now, while he
was here. Once away from this island, he could go back to normal Simon, maybe
stop off in
In a much better frame of mind, he wandered down to the beach by himself. No doubt Taem would come later and he would see him there. As he walked along the warm sand, many of the youths hailed him, and he went to say hello. Some asked him where Taem was, but he didn’t know. He felt that they were trying hard to make friends, only the language was proving a barrier. Not wanting to stretch his brain in trying to make conversation, he said goodbye to each group after a few pleasantries and carried on his walk to the far end.
He found himself on a low promontory, the beach banking
steeply to a low cliff overhung with coconut palms and the rocks disappearing
under the heavy surf. He stood hypnotised by the view. So exotic, it was the
stuff of picture postcards and glossy calendars. Yet he could just as well be
back in his parents home, correction, now his house,
in southern
Eventually he became a little bored and thought he might be more in the mood for some conversation. He turned to walk back down the beach. He noticed coming towards him were three youths. A little closer and they changed direction towards a group of rocks that had cascaded across the beach. He assumed they had not seen him as they went out of view between the boulders. A few minutes of slow walking and he was at the spot where he had last seen them. He looked quickly around and resumed his walk. A few paces further and he heard someone calling. Looking round again he saw them, one was waving. He returned the wave and walked over. They were laughing about something as he approached.
The one who had called put an arm across his back and lead him to the others. He asked “Where Taem?” but Simon shrugged and said he didn’t know. He introduced the group, but the names didn’t register. His new friend bade him sit on rock. “Me Lok” he said, grinning. Simon told them his name, but they already knew who he was. “Good, good” said Lok, running his fingers through Simons hair. Everyone liked his blonde hair, it was his identifier with these people. He continued to appraise his body, curious at his chest hair and the trail down to the groin. As he had seen already, nearly all the islands men were smooth, the only visible body hair was on the calves of their legs.
Simon asked what they were doing here, he had seen them walking down the beach. On realising what he was asking, they began to giggle and laugh. He pressured them into telling him why they were in the middle of all these rocks. He imagined at first that there must be some pools were fish had been trapped, but now he didn’t see any.
Lok pointed to the other two and said something. The younger one put his hand over his groin and rubbed it suggestively, then pointed to the older one with them. They all laughed as the message came across. Simon had to smile, he should have known but he was still too innocent to the ways of these people.
“You?” he asked Lok.
Lok shrugged, then he gestured to the young one, he would go first and maybe he might go after.
There was an uneasy silence, Simon wondering whether he should stand up and go and not get in the way of their fun. Then the young one piped up, he pointed to Lok and said something, then to Simon, then he pointed to the older one by his side. Simon got the message, he was asking if he wanted to go with Lok while he went with his friend. Simon blushed red with embarrassment. He didn’t know them at all and they were inviting him for sex. Having some fun with Taem was one thing, but with any others, that was a different kettle of fish. He didn’t want to get a name for having it off with anyone.
His mind began to race. How should he say no without being rude and alienating them. While he was thinking he didn’t at first notice the younger one show off his hard dick. The older one, he was in his early twenties, dropped onto his knees and before Simon realised what they were up to, the young one knelt behind and began to push his cock into the rear of the other. Lok moved closer to Simon and let his arm fold around his shoulder and leaned in to watch. He had Simon pinned so that he felt he couldn’t move without making some kind of scene.
The youth got himself mounted and began the wanking into the bum of the other. Lok and the older youth threw remarks back and forth, making jokes as the teenager took his pleasure.
Of course Simon watched, he couldn’t very well turn around and face the other way. In doing so, he felt his dick begin to rise and harden, raising the loin curtain between his legs. Lok meantime, opened his legs wide and showed off the effect watching had on him. His dick stood out at right angles and Simon could see it throbbing in anticipation.
No sooner had the youth began than he grunted his pleasure and came. He pulled out still shooting his cream, first over the bum of his partner and then into the sand. Lok jumped up immediately and took his place.
Simon couldn’t fail to wonder at the hole he was pushing into, already lubricated with cum from the first one. Lok had no difficulty in pushing in the head and proudly invited Simon to take a closer look as he began to thrust the end of his dick head in and out of the arse entrance.
Whether the hole was just too slippy or Lok didn’t care about rules, Simon noticed his dick sliding ever deeper as his hips jerked faster and faster. Like his friend though, he finished quickly and pulled out mid way through cumming, showing off to Simon the last few pulses of his dick sending diminishing streams of cum into the air.
When he had finished, Lok and the others had a good laugh. Lok asked Simon if he wanted a turn, or did he want anyone to do him. Strangely going against the custom he had been told, the one who they had used didn’t get his go or he didn’t want to do it back.
Simon took it as his cue to move. He stood and indicated he would go down the beach, saying he would look for Taem. He asked if they were going to walk down the beach too, but Lok said they would stay there. He pointed to the youngest one and indicated that he and the older one would use him. It was news to the teenager who began arguing and they all began laughing again. As Simon left them, he thought he would have liked to have seen the teenager get it, even fancied himself joining them and really giving him a good fucking instead of a bum wank. As he ambled on, his hard-on returned with a vengeance. He found himself as horny as hell thinking of the teenager back in the rocks with the other two.
At the place that had become his usual spot, there was quite a big group of youths. A few called to him and ran out to make sure he came and joined them. He recognised many faces and it felt like he was with friends. But his hard-on had barely shrunk at all, so that he was feeling a little self conscious wondering if anyone would notice. Taem was not with them, making him wonder what had happened to him since the morning.
Someone playfully grabbed him and pointed to the rocks he had just left and making some hand movements suggesting he had had sex there. All those around began laughing, leaving Simon half heartedly trying to tell them he hadn’t. He heard the name Lok mentioned and someone made a joke. The youth asked him “Simon and Lok?” They all laughed as Simon shook his head and told them no, it was just two of Lok’s friends at it with him.
As they were talking, another young man walked down the beach and joined the group. Immediately Simon sensed there was something different about him. He felt everyone treat him with a little reverence, or respect. Actually he looked older than those he was used to seeing on the beach. But the one thing that did strike Simon, was how well built he was. Talk about being well developed. Not only did he have the look of someone used to gymnasium, he stood taller, even about an inch more than Simon.
Quietly he observed how the group interacted with him and wondered how to find out who he was. He knew he was far too young to hold any position in the village, yet he was both physically commanding and generated an air of almost adulation amongst the rest.
The crowd surrounding him suddenly parted and he moved towards Simon. The crowd re-positioned itself putting Simon and the newcomer in the middle.
“You Simon, me Ranik” He placed both hands on his shoulders and smiled.
Simon nodded, “Hello Rank, you know about me?”
“All islands know about Mr. Simon” he grinned.
Simon noted that he knew some English words and even pronounced them not half bad.
“You know English?”
“Father teach me” he confirmed.
“Who is your father?”
“My father Sintop”
Simon had heard the name already, he was the Shaman or spiritual guide of the village. He didn’t know at the time, but he was the one who sat with the Chief when he first came ashore.
“Sintop know English?” exclaimed Simon really surprised.
“He know some. Before yes, now he not so good”
Simon was amazed, someone here knew a little English after all.
“I take you to father tomorrow. You like?”
Simon readily agreed. Not only could he ask many of the questions he had stored up about the islands, but he would be talking with the Shaman no less. What an opportunity.
“You no fish today?” asked Ranik.
“No, I was waiting for Taem first.”
“Come, you and me we go fish” he insisted.
With that he guided Simon out of the group and over towards the rocks where the fish were easily found. The rest of the group didn’t follow. For some reason Simon felt he had been given an honour to be with Ranik.
For the next hour or so, they made conversation exhausting the knowledge of they knew of the others language. Simon felt this was a milestone in his relationships with the islanders. Finally to communicate reasonably well with one of them.
When they had caught more than they could eat Ranik offered to walk back to his hut. Once there, he took some of the fish to the neighbours and came back with enough embers to start a fire so they could cook a meal. Another trip around the neighbours and he came back with lemon grass to stuff the fish, coconut, vegetables and sweet potatoes for a one pot stew.
It was twilight when they felt themselves stuffed and could eat no more.
“Taem not come tonight?” asked Ranik.
“I don’t know where he is” answered Simon.
“You want me stay?”
“No, that’s alright” said Simon, surprised and not sure how he should treat such an offer. He really didn’t want to put him out by having him stay when he should be elsewhere.
“I stay if you like. You and me we talk good. I like very much” smiled Ranik.
Simon agreed, it was the best talk he’d had since arriving.
“Good, if no problem for you? You have wife?”
Judging by his age, around twenty four, he should be married and have children.
Ranik laughed too much, something had really tickled him.
“Me no married. After two years I marry. She too young. I marry Silat, daughter of Chief when she have more years.”
My goodness, thought Simon. This is the Shamans son and he is going to marry the Chief’s daughter. Island cream of society stuff, if it existed. Ranik must be the bees-knees around here. No wonder they were all looking up to him on the beach, he’s probably the next best thing to royalty, or at least, he was going to be one of the leaders of the island in a few more years.
“Okay then, if you have nothing to take you away.”
Chapter 6
They decided to walk back to the beach, sitting on some rocks to watch the remnants of sunset and the fading evening light. They chatted amiably about life on the island, what Ranik’s day was like and how it varied around the year. Simon also wanted to know if there were any differences between the villages and how they lived. One village on another island were able to fish from boats, something that could not be done very well on this one. He had only seen a couple of small boats go to sea around dusk when the sea swell calmed to make it safe. There was a small village on the other side of the mountain, quite high up, and they harvested a lot of fruits and plants which did not grow near the sea. In this way the villages had a little trade, exchanging food between them.
Simon felt it had been a good day as they walked back to his hut. He had learned quite a lot about the place and looked forward to meeting Ranik’s father tomorrow when he hoped to get some insight on how the place worked from the point of view of the leaders or elders.
Back in the hut, Simon lit a single candle which cast quite a good light once you had accustomed yourself. He hung the mosquito net, much to the interest of Ranik and they lay together talking a little more.
“So, when did you know you would marry Silat?”
“We have a ceremony when boys become men, that is when my father tell me it was decided I would marry her”
“How old would you be then?”
After quite a bit of arithmetic, Ranik came up with an answer.
“I was 12, and now I am 23”
“That’s a long time to know who you would marry”
Ranik shrugged. “That is our way”
“Does everyone have their partner chosen for them?”
“Sometimes yes and sometimes no.” He shrugged again as if he couldn’t explain further. “I think some days it would be better if I choose my own wife, I could be married now and have a family. But then I have to follow what my father wants because it would be wrong to go against his wishes.” He paused again. “But Silat is very beautiful and I really want to marry her” He sighed heavily as if he had the weight of the world on his shoulders.
“Why you have to talk about marry and wife?” he asked after a long silence. “Now I think about her too much. Now I need help!”
He pushed aside his loin curtain and even in the dim light, Simon could see a cock that matched his fine physique. Not quite as long as his own, but it was thick and meaty and quite a weapon. Simon was impressed.
Ranik idly stroked till eventually it stood proud and stiff.
Simon chuckled. “I hope Silat knows what she will be getting”
Ranik joined in, “Everyone knows I am a big man.”
“You, what you have?” Ranik leant over and pulled aside the covering, taking hold of Simon’s flaccid cock.
“You good man too. You very beautiful man” He reached up and ran his fingers through his hair. “I like. I wish I have same, and then I would be very beautiful too.”
“Where I come from, I am nothing special” replied Simon, a little embarrassed at the compliments.
“You must be very beautiful village if everyone is like you.”
“We say, everyone likes their opposites. People with my hair want black hair, people with black hair want my hair. Like that.”
“Yes, I understand” nodded Ranik.
Each was lost in thought for a while.
“Come, now we sleep” suggested Ranik.
“Good idea” agreed Simon, and blew out the candle. He got comfortable and let his eye find the stars visible through the hut window.
He had begun to doze off when Ranik spoke, making him jump.
“No good you talking about wife” he whispered. “Now I not sleep till I finish with my cock”
Simon heard him rustle into his belt and heard the now familiar little gourd opening. He wondered exactly what ‘finishing with his cock’ would mean.
Moments later, Ranik pushed him onto his side.
“Me first, then you” said Ranik under his breath.
Shit, thought Simon, he wants a bum wank. He was slightly annoyed as he was already falling asleep.
He felt the greased finger of Ranik swipe down his crack and instantly followed by the hot end of his cock pushing against him. Simon was more than a little uncomfortable; this was a big cock, not like Taem’s. No way could he allow anything more than a bum wank.
He could tell the difference from Taem straight away. The weight of him pressing behind, wiping his cock too and fro up his crack and what he surmised as a finger finding his hole. He felt him jerking his cock, pushing in the fat end. He sounded worked up and Simon hoped that meant it would be over quickly.
Ranik groaned and murmured.
“Me no wife. You very beautiful” he whispered. His arm went over his chest holding him firmly. His body spooned tightly behind.
Suddenly Simon felt a wrenching pain sear through his body. His legs flayed, shaking uncontrollably. Trying to struggle free he found he was held firmly in Ranik’s grasp, seemingly unaware of the pain he was inflicting.
“No” said Simon when he had gasped a breath.
“Me no wife” answered Ranik as he laboured to embed himself.
Simon felt groin against his arse and he ceased moving.
“No Ranik, you are too big, I can’t do this” pleaded Simon.
“You no do this in your village?” asked Ranik a little surprised.
“No, we can have women if we want. We do not do this with other men.”
“Wait!”
Simon was relieved when he started to withdraw, which was almost as painful as going in. Shit he thought, Taem was nothing at all. He could cope with him no problem, but this was too much.
Ranik didn’t withdraw completely; instead he quickly grabbed his gourd and applied more grease to his cock. Before Simon had realised what he was up to, he was hugging him tightly once more and sliding up inside.
Strangely this time it was not half as bad. In fact he was overjoyed that it was not like the first time. As they lay still, he relaxed and wondered if it was an aberration and it would be just like with Taem.
“Now good?” he asked.
“Better, not good” he replied.
“You live here long time, you like! After, you like try me?”
Simon didn’t answer that question, for Ranik began to thrust in and out of his body. Each entry made his nerves stand on end and made his guts feel like they were about to explode. He would have been knocked slowly up into the wall had not Ranik held him firmly so that he could barely move at all. He felt utterly helpless at the onslaught. Thoughts of fighting him crossed his mind, but then again he couldn’t just leave the place if he didn’t like it. He was here for the duration and had to take whatever came his way. Including getting fucked by the sound of it. Ranik was some big wheel around here, at least his father was, so there was no way he could go upsetting everyone with some kind of fight. He decided to keep quiet and do anything he could to bring Ranik to a quick finish.
The first thing that struck after making his mind up to accept what was happening, was finding his cock hard and needing some release of its own. It had happened without any input from his brain somehow, but his nuts were tingling and he was dying to cum as much as Ranik was.
In his mind, the rhythm of being fucked was like him doing
the fucking with some girl. The hypnotic slam of Ranik’s
groin against his ass, and the tingling coming from inside his guts sent his
mind on a fantasy of orgy, remembering numerous occasions in
As Ranik’s thrusts grew stronger,
Simon felt himself to be nearing climax just as if he had been doing the
fucking. Ranik
began to gasp and Simon followed. He could feel his fat dick thrusting deep
into his body, feel the breath on his neck and hear the pleasurable moans as Ranik fought his way into
Ranik’s grasp tightened hard, knocking the wind from Simon. He gargled a few sounds and then thrust heavily. It hurt Simon once more to have him penetrate so deeply, but before he could utter a word, there came a flood of warmth surging into his body that was an elixir to the momentary pain. Simon found himself holding his breath at this point. His nuts seemed to burn and his cock felt like it was about to burst. Suddenly he began to cum across the bed, throwing out spurt after spurt. It kept on and on, far more than when he wanked himself, so that after the initial shock he was a little frightened. It was not as if something had happened that he had enjoyed.
But coming down off his high, without a word between them he fell into a silky mist of pleasure and deep sleep.
He was reluctant to wake, but slowly as his wits began to sharpen he thought Ranik was poking him to wake up. That was his first thought but as his body began to respond he realised it was Ranik having his pleasure again. But this time, it felt different, mostly in that he was not wincing in pain. He wondered at first if he was wrong about what was happening but soon he became aware of that full feeling in his guts, but not as last night that they might burst wide open. Being as he had a channel full of cum from the previous session and his arsehole was now widened to a new dimension, Ranik was able to glide smoothly in and out, comparatively without hindrance.
Still not fully awake, Simon pushed back into Raniks body. Really he didn’t want to wake up and purposely kept his mind and body inert.
Ranik was also not fully awake and was playing with the act. Slowly pushing and pulling back and resting between. Just savouring. Wallowing in the textures of pleasure on the head of his dick as he pushed in, and the pressure along its length when he was fully inside. He enjoyed playing and kept it up for quite some time. Eventually as the morning light grew stronger he knew he would have to go back home and had to bring this to a close.
Pulling Simon up shocked him out of his half consciousness. He pushed him onto his knees and began to take him from behind. Simon had done this position many times with girls and had some curiosity to be on the receiving end. He didn’t like it too much, his knees hurt under the pressure of Raniks thrusts and he found himself being edged up the bed so that his head was banging against the bamboo wall. He asked Ranik to stop.
Ranik pulled him back down to the middle of the bed and turned him over. In one quick movement he pulled his legs up and pushed them back to his shoulders and entered him again.
Simon squirmed, it felt completely different from before. This time he could look up to Ranik, watch his body flex and move and when he dared himself to look, watch his cock go in and out of his body.
Suddenly this sight made him horny. He couldn’t explain to himself why, but just to see that cock go in and out, at the same time feel it filling his body. His cock responded and began to ache for release. As if his body were being driven by someone else, he responded to Raniks thrusts by pressing back. It made him feel better and was a counter to the aches of his cock and balls.
Ranik picked up the speed, letting a lot of his weight smack down onto his thighs, driving his cock a little deeper each and every thrust.
Simon could barely take it, the tension through his body made him feel like he would pass out. He was praying for Ranik to finish soon or his head would explode with the sensory overload.
Ranik began to groan and slam harder and harder. Then one hard punch to nail Simon to the bed and he came. The feel of his cum surging into his body was too much and Simon began cumming too, shooting his milky fluid high up his chest. Later he refused to analyse why he had enjoyed it so much that it made him cum and pushed the question out of his mind.
“I come back before fishing time and take you to see my father” Ranik was saying.
Simon opened his eyes and tried to concentrate.
“Yes, good. I will look forward to it”
Ranik let his legs down as he got off the bed, which made Simon wince as they suddenly ached like crazy.
A sound at the door startled them both. Simon flashed his gaze across the room and in the doorway stood Taem, grinning madly.
“Hello” he chirped.
Ranik jumped back from the bed hastily although it was obvious what they had been doing. Perhaps he had been standing there for some time for all they knew.
“Before fishing time, I come and see you” said Ranik again as he picked up his bag and moved to the door.
With Ranik gone, Taem moved into the room.
“I go with my father to the next village yesterday, so I no see you” he explained
“But you see Ranik, so you fine”
Simon suddenly didn’t feel fine. His knees and hips ached so much he didn’t want to even try and stand up for a while.
Taem saw he was not exactly jumping with life and asked him if he was sick.
Simon said he was okay, just a little sleepy.
“Ranik very big, maybe he hurt you?”
Simon blushed with embarrassment. Taem could put two and two together, no problem.
“You watching from the door?” Simon asked.
He laughed, “Yes, I see”
Simon couldn’t help but grin too, Taem had a mischievous look which you could not get angry with.
“Today I bring Tu. He is son to my fathers brother” he explained.
“He is your cousin then, cousin!”
“He is my family. Cousin?”
Simon nodded as he pronounced the word. Then he shrugged and looked around.
“Ah, he outside!” he said remembering who they were talking about.
Taem shouted for his cousin to come in. Shyly a youth peered around the door and stepped into the room.
At first the youth wouldn’t look at him directly, but Simon noticed if he talked to Taem then he would look when he thought his gaze elsewhere.
“How old is Tu?” he asked Taem.
They did a bit of counting and then announced that he was nineteen. He was slightly smaller that Taem with a trim well shaped body. Simon could see a resemblance in features, but Tu was sharply defined in his face, against the softer more rounded features of Taem. His skin was also very slightly lighter in colour. As he appraised him, he noticed his eyes looked jet black and strikingly, he had long eye lashes.
“Me help you” said Taem.
Simon wondered what he was talking about, till taking a Kudar leaf from his bag began to wipe Simons legs of the encrusted signs of last night and this morning.
“No, its okay” said Simon trying to fend him off, but he was having none of it and pushing Simons hands away began to clean up.
Giving in, Simon lay back down and put off the idea of standing on his aching legs.
“Tu see you by the sea. He want to meet with you” explained Taem as he busied himself with the cleaning.
“Does he know any words of English” he asked, but knowing the answer already.
“No, but you can speak to him, you know how we speak now, little anyway.”
Tu knew he was being talked about and dropped his head, looking away.
“I tell him you have big cock and he want to see”
Simon swallowed the wrong way and coughed.
“What!”
“I tell him, your cock very big. Bigger than people here. So he want to see, so I bring him today.”
Taem said all this quite matter of fact, as if it was talking of the weather or another mundane thing.
Taem said something to Tu which Simon didn’t understand, but it made Tu look down to his feet clearly embarrassed. There was something about him that Simon liked. Some innocence or other that he couldn’t quite put his finger on.
“He want to talk with you, but he doesn’t know how with you from another place”
“Tell him to try and talk with me as if I was from the next village. Maybe that will help”.
Taem translated.
“On second thoughts, I thought he had come to see my dick not talk to me” laughed Simon.
Taem got the joke and laughed.
“Tu!” Taem called to get his attention. Then he pulled back Simons loin curtain.
Tu looked and his eyes widened before embarrassment overtook him and he looked away. Simon and Taem both laughed. Slowly, even Tu began to grin and he looked back at Simon directly.
Simon patted the place next to him on the bed, “Come and sit here”.
Chapter
7
Tu did as he was told and sat at the head of the bed.
With moving Simon’s loin curtain, Taem took another part of
a leaf and began to clean his dick. Simon noticed that Tu had his eyes riveted
on this. He also noticed that Tu’s own curtain began
to lift away from his body.
Being so close and his attention elsewhere gave Simon the
chance to study him intently. He wondered what his opposite number would be in
Taem pushed him onto his side and had him bend his upper leg so that he could clean the backs of his thighs. Now he didn’t mind as Tu watched him like a hawk and gave him the opportunity to take him in more.
Absorbed with studying Tu, he hadn’t really noticed Taem had finished cleaning his thighs and was now moving onto his arse.
“Oh!” exclaimed Taem
“What?” queried Simon disturbed from his thoughts.
“Ranik made you very big. He have no wife, you know?”
“Yes I know” answered Simon “I really do know he has no wife yet.”
“Many boy not like to go with Ranik, he too big. He hurt. No wife, he not want wank, he want fuck. No good when you have big cock like Ranik.”
“I know already” said Simon exasperated.
The touch of the Kudar leaf against his bum made him realise that it was in fact quite sore. Now he was thankful for the soothing effect of the leaf as Taem gently cleaned him up.
“You very big hole now” continued Taem, unstoppable.
Simon felt what would probably be some searching fingers probe. But he was wiping with the Kudar so he knew it would make any irritation or inflammation okay.
Simon could see Tu was watching every movement of his cousin as he opened his arse and probed and wiped. From sitting at the head of the bed, he was peering over as far as he could to see everything. As he leaned forward, his hard on had pushed the curtain well away from his groin so that Simon could see the straining dick behind.
Involuntary, Taem’s soothing strokes had made Simon push against his touch. It had not gone unnoticed and Taem had repeated the same movements so that Simon began to feel quite horny again. His dick had filled out and this had added to Tu’s interest. Purposely he had left his curtain to one side after Taem cleaned his dick, so that he could be seen.
“Who you like, Ranik or Taem?” asked Taem as he continued his ministrations.
“Both of you” replied Simon and pushed his bum against his hand for confirmation.
Taem laughed. “Good” Then after some moments. “I want now”
Simon didn’t initially understand what he was saying and kind of “mmmm” a reply.
It was only when he wondered why his fingers were going so deep did he realise that Taem had laid behind and was pushing in his dick.
His first reaction was to look at Tu, only to find him gawping wide eyed. His loin curtain hung like a coat from a hook on the end of his dick. Simon wanted to see it out in the open.
He wondered if Taem was making a display for the sake of Tu or not. But he pushed back into his thrusts as it was making him feel good, like scratching an itch. Not that he could feel him exactly with having Ranik’s big cock stretching him, he was hardly conscious of what Taem was doing.
“Taem, Tu see my dick but I not see his”
Taem laughed and translated to Tu. A bit apprehensively Simon reached out to Tu and slowly moved his dick curtain to one side. Tu looked down and a smile crept across his face. He made no attempt to stop him, but went back to watching Taem.
Simon had never considered dicks to be beautiful before. They were just dicks, hard when up, and squiggy when soft. Mostly they were veined and a bit wrinkled when hard, so whether they were beautiful or not was never in his terminology.
But as he looked at Tu’s dick, and at Tu’s body, he came to the conclusion that dicks could be beautiful, for this was what was in front of him now. Tu was roughly the same size as Taem, about 6 inches or so. But matched with his slim and slender body, he looked far larger. It was completely smooth and uniform in colouring. Standing straight out from his groin, the same width from root to tip where it rounded in perfect symmetry.
He took it in his palm, gently touching and feeling its textures. He could never remember being so entranced with a part of the male body before. Gingerly he toyed, admiring the steel like stiffness and marvelling at the soft velvety covering. He had never thought of his own dick in such a manner and yet he was proud of his equipment.
“Shit, it looked good enough to eat” he said under his breath.
Having said it, he wondered what it would be like to take it in his mouth. He kept surprising himself with these thoughts coming from nowhere. Never had he thought of sucking a dick before although it was one of his favourite sexual activities when on the receiving end from some girl.
But there had been a time, a time when he tasted cum. The occasion came back to him as his mind set off on a new track.
Back in
This particular night was dismal. It had rained really heavily most of the afternoon and when he entered Somphong’s bar he was the only customer. Nobody went to the beach when it was pouring down. Som decided to close early and together they went to the late night bar to see what they could find. That too was practically deserted as most of the tourists had stayed away and the bar girls were few and far between with the lack of prospects that night.
But there was one quite stunning girl that they both fancied. Somphong did the talking, she did not know any English and was new to the place. Come on a visit to see her sister, who had struck lucky with a tourist earlier and left.
Simon was really keen on her and Somphong no less. Som suggested that if she was willing they would all go back to his room. Although she seemed a little nervous at the prospect of two, she nevertheless agreed and they found themselves back at Som’s and in bed.
Seeing as he had done all the talking, Somphong bagged first go. Simon noted that he was quite heavily hung, and the girl seemed quite petite even if not entirely innocent.
Somphong fucked aggressively and had the girl thrashing about under his weight. Simon was curious as to how another guy fucked, comparing his moves to the way Som did it. When he had shot his load he would not get off, saying he was good for another go. He went at it again, taking his time. Simon felt a little for the girl even though he joined in when he could and got to nibble on her tits as Som ploughed away.
Finally he finished and went off to the bathroom. Simon was left with one exhausted girl who no doubt had a really sore pussy. But he was horned up too and wanted his go. She didn’t want fucking but Simon was determined to bring her around, first sucking on her tits and licking her, finally moving down to nibble gently on her clit. Slowly she began to warm up again, moving and squirming to his caresses. Licking her clit, he also dipped into her pussy, sucking and licking her juices. He never thought more about it, but she was sopping wet. Finally he was making her begin orgasm with the attention to her clit, so while the fire was hot he moved up and shoved his dick into her for his own ride. Once finished, she was almost dead of exhaustion and fell asleep straight away. Simon slept on one side and Somphong on the other.
The following morning and he was awoken by the bed moving with Somphong going at her. As with the previous night, he fucked her twice before going to clean up. Knowing how she responded, Simon dove down and nibbled and sucked her clit and pussy. Her juices were running out freely and he licked and sucked her till she began to go crazy. When the moment was right, he moved up the bed and gave her his own version of a good fuck.
Later that night he was in Somphong’s bar, when their conversation touched on the girl they had picked up. They cracked a few jokes about her, how she was unlikely to forget such a night for quite a while, etc. etc. Bravado bandied back and forth. Then Somphong, laughing over something, said “Next time you want my cum, you can suck my cock anytime, no need to take it from her pussy.” Simon said “fuck you”, and “I don’t suck dick thanks very much”, but for the first time he realised that all the girls wetness was the cum of Somphong with just a bit of his own added for the morning session. It shook him when it dawned that he had eaten it all, but then he shrugged and said “What the hell” and let the thought go.
Now the episode had come back, Tu’s dick in his hand and the thought that it looked good enough to eat. But that meant good enough to suck. The idea made him shiver. He wondered if they sucked on this island, he had seen nothing nor had anyone suggested anything like it. He wondered if they do it or not.
With Taem banging away into his rear and a dick in his hand,
it was if it was not really Simon here. Certainly what he was doing now, Simon
from
“Fuck!” he said to himself, “This Tu is one hell of a cute guy, so fucking handsome, such a neat fucking body on him.”
He stared at Tu, his eyes beginning to blur and a quietness descended on the room.
Simon bent forward a little and put his face into Tu’s lap. He looked up and saw he was a little nervous as to what he was doing. Keeping eye contact, he moved his head a little further and stuck out his tongue, licking around the head of his dick.
Tu’s eyes widened in shock and he jumped. Quickly he took the head completely in his mouth and swirled his tongue around before letting it slip out again. Tu didn’t know what to do, he looked confused yet he could tell the feeling had made him curious. He did it again, then some more, each time keeping it in his mouth a little longer. Tu realised his was not going to bite his dick off and started to grin. Then slowly he gently put one hand on his head and pushed his face back.
Simon didn’t know what to think, he loved the feel of it in his mouth, like some animal pulsing and alive. And it was hot and smooth and it made him want to take him completely into his mouth and never let it out again.
He sucked and licked, trying to reverse everything he had experienced having his own dick sucked.
At the back of his mind he could hear the two of them exchange words, but he kept on pleasuring Tu as best he knew how.
So carried away was Simon that it seemed only a few minutes before Tu started to squirm and fidget. He felt his dick grow even harder in his mouth and the temperature began rising. Tu’s fingers ran through his hair, till he grasped a handful and tried to pull him off. He didn’t need telling this was the moment he would taste cum directly from a cock. He hung on and wouldn’t be moved. Tu gasped and tried one last time to pull him off, then it was too late and his mouth was filling with hot liquid. He swirled it around his mouth till it became too much and he was obliged to swallow or let it run out. The biggest surprise was how sweet it was, not like he remembered when he was with the girl and Somphong. It was nice; he liked it and carried on sucking till he was sure Tu had nothing more to give.
He pulled off and looked up. Tu was mesmerised, his eyes unfocused and blinking. His chest heaving as he tried to calm himself. Finally he saw Simon watching and grinned.
“Good?” asked Simon.
Tu shook his head quite violently. “Good, good” he repeated.
Only now did he remember Taem labouring away at his rear, coming to his own orgasm. Still he couldn’t feel his dick going in and out, but when the moment came thankfully he felt the juice spilling into his guts.
He lay on his back, turning over in his mind what had just happened. Reliving the images of Tu’s dick and the sensations of him cumming in his mouth.
“Tu like very much” said Taem, shaking him out of his thoughts.
“I like very much as well” said Simon.
“Tu want fuck too, same as me.”
Simon looked at Tu, saw his dick was still hard and his expression sheepish.
“He can fuck?”
Simon didn’t mind, he could barely feel anything in that area after Ranik. But an idea sprang to mind.
“He can fuck, no problem” he paused wondering whether to say anything further. “But I want fuck him after”
They exchanged a few brief words.
“Yes, you can fuck Tu” said Taem.
Simon had thought the suggestion would have had them crying ‘no’. His big dick in the small Tu.
“Has Tu been fucked before?
“No, only him and me bum wank. Him too small to fuck”
“Yes, but I want to fuck him” said Simon, sure that the communication was not all it should be.
The two cousins exchanged a few more words.
“Tu says you can fuck him. He like your cock”
Well, liking the look of my cock and getting fucked is not quite the same thing, but he kept that to himself.
He nodded for him to go for it and turned on his side. Tu lay behind and he felt his cock moving up and down his crack before it found the mark. Simon thought he would fall in to him if he was not careful, his arse felt so big you could get a bus in there.
“Has Tu fucked anyone before?”
More words between them.
“No, this his first time”
Simon kept quiet; he didn’t want to spoil the youth’s first fuck by joking or talking. Like Taem, he couldn’t quite feel his dick going in and out, but the slap of his groin against his arse was quite nice, he was enjoying it.
Rather than be some clinical operation, once he got started Tu wrapped his arms around Simon, cuddling close. Simon liked the feel of him hugging and it turned him on to think that beautiful cock he had so recently sucked, was now inside him.
The more excited Tu got, the closer he hugged which Simon loved. His whole body was in contact and the touching from head to toe heightened the feelings beyond anything he had imagined. He really liked this Tu.
Tu orgasmed violently, hanging on to Simon as if he might fall from a great height. Simon loved his climax, made him feel really special that Tu had had his first fuck with him and had such a terrific cum.
Once he had calmed down, he virtually fell back on the bed like a rag doll. To Simon he looked serene and he did not really want to spoil his afterglow, but on the other hand he had really given him a hard on and for the first time ever, really wanted to have a fuck with someone of the same sex. Tu had done this to him, if it was going to be with anyone, it had to be with Tu.
He gently pulled him over to lie on his front, then took the gourd pot and gently worked plenty of grease into his hole. He was going to fuck him, but he didn’t want it to be something he would never do again. Above all, he wanted Tu to enjoy his first time at being fucked like he so obviously enjoyed his first time doing him.
Even his arse looked beautiful, small globes perfectly round and firm and the hairless crease between them showing a neat little dimple of a hole. He wanted to kiss him there too, and would have done had not the idea come after he had liberally spread the grease about. Next time, he thought to himself.
He lay on top, putting his dick into the right spot but not putting any weight behind it. Running his hands slowly up and down his side, and then through his hair. He licked and gently bit his shoulders and neck. Nuzzling his face against his. All the time gradually increasing the weight on his dick, very slowly edging into Tu’s body.
Tu whimpered, lifted his head back to press into Simon’s, moved his arse side to side as if trying to escape from its tormentor. He uttered a moan that Simon thought meant he was hurting him.
“He’s okay?” he asked Taem.
Taem laughed. “He like, he like very much”
Simon pressed on, all the time his dick slowly but surely embedding itself into Tu. The tightness of his tunnel gripped more and more of his dick, which in turn had Simon moving ever more urgently to get fully mounted.
After what seemed an age, he felt his groin rest onto Tu’s arse cheeks, and took a breather. Tu continued to make little gasps and whimpers.
Having got a second wind, Simon slowly began a withdrawal, much to the concern of Tu once he realised. Before pulling out, he reversed letting his full weight carry him deep into Tu.
“My god, this is better than half the girls I’ve ever been with, and I’ve not got started” said Simon to no-one in particular.
The operation was going faster than Simon had thought, the tightness of Tu had him coming up to the boil far quicker than he had wanted. It was going to be a quick fuck, but hopefully he could get another soon. Shit, he had waited a long time before trying this, he should have done it a lot sooner.
A moment later and he could hold back not longer, and for a few minutes fucked long and hard. Tu whimpered and moaned but it was too late to think about him. Simon was about to cum and the only way was to fuck hard.
When he blasted into Tu, he swore it was one of the all time best fucks he had ever had. Absolutely fantastic, he said to himself.
When he pulled himself off, the youth laid still and inert.
“Is he okay?”
Taem bent close and spoke to Tu.
He sat back up and grinned. “He say, he want you all day like this” and then laughed out. Tu lifted his head, coming around and began grinning, looking at Simon a way he had not seen before. Simon bent down and kissed him, then stroked his long hair.
“You are beautiful, you really are. And if you want, I can do this all day if you will let me”
Taem did some kind of translation, which had Tu put out his hand and take hold of Simon’s. They looked at each other, speaking silent words.
Taem jolted him out of the trance.
“You want Tu to stay with you? Sleep tonight?”
Simon’s head reeled, he had not thought so far ahead. But the sudden prospect of Tu being with him for more than this encounter sounded dizzying.
“He can?” he asked astounded.
A short conversation followed between the two of them.
“He will go and tell his father that he will stay with you. As long as you want him too. Is that good?”
“Good?” Stammered Simon. “Brilliant!!”
“We go now and see his family. Be back later.”
“I will be going to see Ranik’s father later” remembered Simon, his plans for research suddenly becoming a road block.
“I know” said Taem, “Later, after you see, we will come back.”
“Will you be staying too” asked Simon, wondering if he comprehended everything correctly.
Taem grinned and joked to Tu.
“No, I not stay” he laughed “Tu want you and him, not me”
Tu dropped his head, clearly uncomfortable.
Simon put an arm around his shoulder. “Good you come here. I like very much”
If Tu didn’t understand the words, he grasped the meaning. He smiled and stood up, gathering his small bag and gestured to Taem that they should leave.
Simon thought that Taem would be hurt by not being wanted, but if he was he didn’t appear so, in fact he looked more than happy that his friend would be enjoying himself later on. As they departed, Taem waved vigorously and affirmed they would be back.
Simon lay back on the bed. Now he was alone his mind began to question everything that had happened. Why did he like Tu, he had only just met him. And why did he fancy him. Admitting that gave quite a surprise too. But thinking got him nowhere, yet as he wrote up some notes Tu’s face stayed in his minds eye constantly.
Chapter 8
After they had left, he gave himself up to making notes and a list of things he wanted to ask the Shaman later on. There would not be many occasions for these meetings so he wracked his brains in putting himself back in University to think of what kind of information would make his audience interested.
He guessed it to be around
“When do we go?” asked Simon.
“Father sleeping now after eating. Later we go” he answered.
Simon caught an edge to his voice and hoped he was not putting him out with taking him.
“We sleep now, after we go” said Ranik. It was not a suggestion and by his manner he didn’t seem in the least bit tired.
He moved to the sleeping platform and lay down, waiting for Simon to follow. He did so, but a bit perplexed. Once he had sat down next to him, his tone quickly changed.
“Last night and today morning, very good. I like very much. You a good fuck”
Simon reddened and was momentarily lost for words.
“I want again, now. Then I take you to see my father.”
So that was what it was all about. He was horny and wanted sex, maybe as a condition of taking him. But it was the last thing Simon wanted. He had been fucked four times in the last day. Something he had yet to get his mind around. He didn’t want a fifth.
Ranik pulled aside his loin cloth and showed he was already hard.
Simon tried to excuse himself. “Now I am sore, I don’t want again” he told him, accompanied by some hand gestures.
But Ranik was not to be put off. “Me want” he said, as if that was all that was required. He moved to pull Simon down.
Simon had to think fast. He really wanted to meet with his father yet there was no way he fancied being screwed again.
He reached for Ranik’s cock, which stopped his aggressiveness for a few moments. After a few groans of pleasure, he again tried to push Simon down so that he could mount him.
“Ranik no, I show you something” he said as a last desperate try.
He bent down and put his face next to the fat cock.
“You not tried sucking?” he asked.
Ranik frowned, not understanding.
Simon leant forward and was about to wipe the head with his tongue. Ranik quickly pulled it away.
“No, what you do? You bite me? He sounded annoyed once more.
“Wait, just let me show you. You will like” He smiled reassuringly.
Ranik let him take it back but he was not so sure what was about to happen.
Slowly Simon licked the head of his dick, once, twice and then a little longer a third time.
“Good?” he asked.
Ranik said nothing, but slowly nodded his head.
He went back to licking and sucking, taking longer between pulling off as Ranik became accustomed and realised he was not going to have his cock bitten off.
“My country, we do this a lot. Sucking cock, or fucking mouth” Simon explained.
“We no do this, not good” replied Ranik, but pushed his head back to continue.
If this was going to get him out of a good fucking, then so be it. Simon tried hard to worship his big cock and give him so much pleasure he would forego the fucking.
His pleasurable groans became more frequent and had Simon thinking he had wormed his way out of a fucking rather well. But suddenly Ranik had had enough of being sucked and held his head firmly and began to buck into his mouth. Momentarily Simon was glad of the rest, letting Ranik do the work. But as his pleasure mounted, so did the ferocity of his thrusts, send his dick well into the back of Simon’s throat and gagging him repeatedly.
Very soon Simons elation at not being fucked soured and became every bit as bad, for Ranik used his mouth and throat as vigorously as he did his arse. He had no sense of how much it might hurt or that he might need to breath. Instead he pounded away purely for his own pleasure.
It soon got past the point where Simon hoped he would voluntarily pull out, to trying to fight him off. He was seeing stars and had to get a few lungs full of air. But Ranik was not to be sidetracked mid session and held his head firmly with both hands and buried his cock fully into Simons throat.
Even when Simon knew he was about to finish, it did not get any better. For when the moment came for him to explode, he used all his strength to pull his head into his groin, then blasted his load of cum.
When he had finished and his senses returned, let go and pulled out. Simon dizzy and choking on a mouthful of juice, fell over and banged his head. He lay there coughing up globs of cum, his head spinning and eyes watering freely.
“No good” said Ranik summing up. “Better fuck you good way. No like cock in mouth, we not do here.”
Simon went outside to get some water to drink, only to have Ranik chivvy him.
“Come, now we go see my father.”
Silently Simon gathered his papers together and made ready to go. Whatever happened, he would not allow himself to be fucked in any way by Ranik again.
He met with the Shaman in the large room where he had first met after landing on the island. The old man carried an air of authority even though he was genial and at times, amusing. Ranik was not a chip off the old block and had a lot of learning to do in matching his father.
“How do you know so much English” asked Simon after all the introductions and refreshments had finished.
“A long time ago, when I was young.
Some men came here and took away many boys. We went to
“So are you a priest here?” asked Simon.
The old man laughed. “What do we want with religion? In that school they beat us, we don’t beat anyone here. They used us like slaves, but we don’t have slaves here. They used to steal and mistreat us all the time. There is no stealing here. What do we need with their religion? I think our ways are much better. I would never tell our people what they showed me.”
“When did you come back here, after you finished school?”
“No, I ran away one day. I didn’t know where I had come from, they didn’t tell us that. They said our family had forgotten us and we should not think of going back home. I begged and worked at anything to live. One day I met someone who used to work at the school, he told me where we had be taken from. From then on I worked to try and get back here. It took me three years, but as you see, I am here.”
Simon tried to imagine the man as a youth. Not knowing where he had come from or how to get back home. It must have been a miracle for him to do it. It had seemed hard enough for Simon to get here, never mind the old man.
“My son says he like you. You have talked a long time” he said pulling him out of his thoughts.
“Yes, we get on well together” said Simon, thinking of the day fishing and how well they had spoken. He could not think of today less it be somehow written on his face and the old man might see. Fortunately Ranik had appeared bored with the meeting and had slipped away.
“And how about the people here, how do you sort things out?” began Simon.
“Nothing to sort out” laughed the old man.
But then he became more serious and for the next hour explained to Simon as best he could, enough for his paper and more. How each family had its head, each extended family group had another, each village had one, till there were enough people to form a council and discussing whatever needed to be settled between them. Things didn’t appear to get more involved than deciding the amount of vegetables or fruits to be exchanged for so many fish.
“Is there any fighting between villages or war between islands” asked Simon.
“Maybe there was, but that would be a long time before I was born. We live peacefully here and always have done. No guns or drinks that make people go crazy”
“I think you have paradise on earth if anyone has” replied Simon.
The old man smiled and reached out to pat his shoulders. Simon took it the interview was finished as he had seen this gesture before.
“Maybe we can talk again” said the old man. “But it is hard work for me, so many words I have forgotten.”
“You did well. By the way, the Navy people don’t think anyone here can speak English, did you know that?”
“Better we keep it our secret. You can learn a lot when someone doesn’t know you understand what they are talking” smiled the old man.
Simon nodded. “Don’t worry, I understand”
After the meeting he wandered slowly through the village, exchanging a few greetings with people as he passed. He felt good now; his talk was more than he was hoping for in learning about the place. The meeting with the Shaman somehow made up for the behaviour of his son, so that he quickly put aside his bad feelings.
He jumped when he entered his hut. Taem and Tu were already there, lolling on his bed. They startled him by shouting as he entered, then laughed seeing the look of shock on his face.
It was good to see them as they quickly brought out food to eat for they had been waiting for him before starting. Grilled fish with sweet potatoes and mango. They were curious about his meeting, but he couldn’t really communicate why it was so important. When finished, they walked down to the beach and messed around, then lay out and talked.
“Tomorrow, Tu wants to take you up the mountain” explained Taem. “He likes up the mountain, many times he goes there.”
Simon gazed back behind and let his eyes follow the contours up to the peak of the island. He wasn’t sure, but it must have been somewhere around three thousand feet high.
“All the way up?” asked Simon a little shocked.
They both laughed. Tu whispered something to Taem. “Only till you fall down sleeping”
“You mean, till I’m tired out and can’t walk anymore?”
They both grinned and nodded.
He looked back up the mountain. Yes, he said to himself that would be quite something to go all the way up. Already he was looking forward to it.
That evening they slept together. Simon was not in the mood for anything other than rest. But he liked the feel of them spooned into him on both sides as he slipped into his dreams, very comforting in a funny kind of way.