Chapter 17
The 'Rite of Manhood' (Part 1)

As John and Aukai headed toward one of the huts, the three boys from Paradise Island were having a great time. All three mentioned that their parents used to take them on hot days to their local YMCA swimming center, where they learned to swim as well as some life-savings lessons. This was their first opportunity to enjoy something similar. The Kalaukan children, especially the boys, were thrilled to have outsiders their age. It was like a cultural exchange of lifestyles. The Kalaukan children knew of America from their studies at school. But to meet and converse with kids their age was a new adventure.

Splashing and swimming were the norms for the Paradise Island boys. What caught them by surprise and would never be allowed in a public pool was the sexual play that was also a part of the fun. The Kalaukan boys were shy at first, wanting to try something sexual with their visitors even though they knew sex was part of their lives on Paradise Island. When one boy took the nerve and grabbed at Chris's ass, well, the barrier was broken. Hands were groping and fondling everywhere. Erections stood proud. As the evening progressed, all the boys got out of the water and lay upon mats. Mike, Matt, and Chris watched as boys paired up and started having real sex right there in the open. Oral sex seemed to be the major act, as no matter what ages were the boys, cocks could be sucked by anyone older or younger. A couple of the 12-year-olds told the trio of their recent experiences when they went through the 'Right of Manhood' test. When asked if they, being twelve, had their ceremony, the three boys nodded their heads and just said that John just recently took their cherries.

Then the older teenage boys brought over a couple of 11-year-old boys and gave one to Chris and Matt, saying they were their sex companions for the night. The younger boys grabbed the hands of the two and led them off to one of the huts. Then the teenagers said they would get a boy for Mike, but the boy declined. He saw Chief Haoa sitting there still, after John and Aukai left, and told the others he would keep the chief company.

The Chief smiled as he saw Mike approach, "Am I disturbing you, sir?" the boy asked.

"Not at all. I wouldn't mind some company…Mike, isn't it?"

"Yes, sir it is."

"Don't be so formal. We're just two men taking some time out to enjoy the evening. Do tell me please, what do you think of our home?"

"It's unbelievable. I didn't think a place like this exists, and to do the things you're allowed to do."

"You mean sex?" getting a bashful grin from the boy. "Where did you learn about sex?"

"Until a couple of months ago, from the Internet."

The chief thought for a moment. "Yes, Aukai mentioned something like that. Our schoolhouse has an antenna and the teacher can share pictures and stories from all over the world."

Mike nodded his head. "It has lots of sex on it, too." Lowering his voice, he added, "I watched a lot of sex with boys and men."

Chief Haoa slowly nodded his head. "So, you were anxious to try this new sex?"

"I was, but you have to be very careful. You can get into big trouble if you're caught."

"I thought John said something about you three boys had sex at that ranch?"

"It wasn't sex. We had to go naked the last month we were there. We were like prisoners, and the ranch was out in the desert too far from another town. No one could see what was happening to us."

"I thought you must have had some outside exposure. Like our boys and girls here, we have a tan that covers all our bodies. So you got yours during that month you wore no clothing?"

"That's right. I guess after a few days we just sort of accepted being naked all the time. Then we found out we were going to be taken to Lam Sin in Singapore."

The Chief's jaw tightened when he heard that name. He of course was thinking of his young son and hoping John would help them try to find the boy. "Yes, he is a terrible man. You three were very lucky to be with John."

Mike just nodded his head before saying in a soft voice, "Yes we are."

"So if I understood John, he always liked boys and you, for instance, was anxious to try sex with a man."

The boy smiled. "Chris and Matt never did sex before, so it was a little scary at first for them to want to try it, but now they love it and you saw how they played with the others in the pond."

"Did you have your own 'Right of Manhood' type of ceremony?"

Mike chuckled. "We called it 'Popping the Cherry.' Matt was the last one last night."

The Chief smiled. "I'm glad you told me. I told the older boys before your arrival not to assume that you had already experienced anal sex and even if you had, not to pressure you into doing it. Now here, no boy can have anal sex until he passes the 'Right of Manhood'. I did say fingers were okay. But as you saw this evening, I have an island full of horny boys," getting a laugh from Mike.

"Can I ask a question, please?"

"Of course, Mike. I'll try to answer it if I can."

"How about you and Aukai?"

"You mean sex? Well, from what I understood about children in the world, most young boys and girls usually don't get involved sexually with their parents. Although the home is the best place to start learning, many would rather experiment with another boy or man. The same goes for here in our village. The exception would be the 'Right of Manhood', which is a ceremonial tradition between father and son or another older male relative. If Aukai hadn't met John, I'm sure he would have asked me to give him the test."

"Did that bother you that you couldn't do it with your son?"

"At first it did. Being the father of a boy, he looks forward to that special day when he becomes a man. Being Chief, I had to look at other things. I thought it was about time to invite our first outsider. Since Aukai wanted John to be that person, I accepted his request."

"Do you have a lot of rules about sex? I mean, what you can and can't do?"

"Our rules about sex are simple, Mike. No boy or girl under the age of five is to be used sexually. Once they reach five, they can experiment; however they desire, as long as it doesn't involve anal or vaginal penetration. Like the boys, girls have the same type of ceremony, but at the age of eleven.

"Did you notice that many of the older teenage boys took a younger boy with them for the night?" getting a nod of the head from Mike. "Those younger boys have already passed the 'Right of Manhood' test, so they can now enjoy anal sex whenever and with whomever they want." The chief paused for a moment and then realized something. "I got off the track. Sorry. You had asked about Aukai and I. Up until about a year ago, he and I would sleep together. I'd hug him, touch him and try to make him feel good all over. But then he wanted his hut and to sleep there. I knew he was getting nervous about the upcoming test, and I could tell he didn't want me to participate. Personally, as the Chief's son, he was afraid of embarrassing me should he fail. That's when he heard about the new owner of Paradise Island and bugged me to let him go over there. Well, you know the rest."

"Are you afraid that now other boys won't ask their fathers when the time comes?"

"No, I'm not. Maybe after a few visits here, you'll understand how sex is very important to us. You have to comprehend that young boys and girls spent five to six years, mostly naked and have done some sexual fun with just about everyone else in the village. That gives you a lot to think about when this important initiation comes around. Tomorrow will be an exception. Almost every boy here wants their father to give them the test. It is to him that the boy wants to prove he's a man."

Mike was quiet. His mind was whiling with a thought. "Chief Haoa, can I sleep with you tonight? Although I'm no longer a virgin, you can enjoy me like I was."

The chief was taken aback by such a request. "I appreciate the offer, but being your first visit here and not knowing what rules John gave you, I don't think it's a good idea."

"John told us not to violate any rules when it comes to sex. Do what we want to enjoy ourselves. Just behave and remember we are guests. If you let me, I'd like to enjoy myself with you."

The Chief stood up and grabbed the boy's hand. "Let's go to my hut."

***

An hour later, the boy and man were ready to part. "Thank you, Mike," the chief stated as both cleaned themselves up. "It has been a while since I enjoyed such pleasures with a boy. I have a wife now, so she is my main source of sexual pleasure, but it is good to recall how wonderful a tight young ass like yours feels."

"You're welcome. I enjoyed it too. You're bigger than John so I had to take it a little slower." The chief laughed. "Since Aukai is going to have sex with John, I thought I would try to take his place, although, as I said, I've only done this twice before."

The chief smiled. "Well, twice still makes you nearly a virgin. It was a wonderful feeling." Then Haoa got up and went to the flap of the hut. Calling out what appeared to be a teenage boy, he told the youth to take Mike and share with him some more of the Kalaukan sexual lifestyle. The Kalaukan teen smiled, took Mike by the arm, and started leading him to another sexual adventure.

***

John would have been surprised had he known where Mike had been the past hour. As he followed the 12-year-old Kalaukan lad across the village compound, two thoughts entered his mind. First, he wondered how approximately 300 people who lived here for several generations could have evolved into a lifestyle so beautiful and innocent and two, how his three young companions from Paradise Island were adapting sexually. They already appeared comfortable at the pond around other naked boys as though they had been doing this for quite a while. And if there was to be sex, he figured they would adapt and enjoy whatever was offered.

As he surveyed his surroundings, lightly lit by the dying fires and lanterns hanging near huts, he continued to see the beauty not only of a simple lifestyle but also the attractiveness of its occupants. Men, women, and children of all ages would look at him and smile with a few of the young boys and even a couple of pre-teen girls coming up to him to say hello. All the Kalaukans were smooth, which John thought made everyone even more sexually attractive. Although a boylover, John could see where those attracted to young girls would find it hard to resist such beauty as those who lived here. Even the teenage boys and girls were what today's society would call 'hot'.

Although the population may be a small number, it seemed to be about right. Too many and it would be difficult containing and maintaining their special lifestyle. As John and Aukai approached what was the same hut he and the boys first stripped naked in, the man wondered about Kauri and what had happened to him? Although John didn't want to dampen the resolve and hope of Chief Haoa of going to find and rescue his son, he felt that it was a very good possibility, due to the time since Kauri was abducted, that the boy had long since been taken to Singapore and was now the sex toy of Lam Sin. Even if that were the case, going to one of Lam Sin's island to rescue any other boys would be worth the risk.

Enough of those thoughts. Aukai led John inside the hut, which now had a small mat on the floor. He motioned for the adult to lye on the mat while he closed the flap to the hut, plunging it into almost total darkness. This was a new experience, as before they had the bright moon above coming through John's bedroom window to illuminate their lovemaking. John wasn't concerned, as he already knew every intimate part of the 12-year-old's smooth body.

Aukai lay next to John, his features barely visible in the darkened hut. No movement was made for several moments. John thought the boy wanted to say something but was hesitant. "There's been something on your mind, Aukai. I could sense it during our walk from the shore to your village. Is it something to do with the boys I brought over?"

The Kalaukan lad didn't reply for several seconds. "I am ashamed, John."

"Why?" as John sat up and grabbed the boy's hand.

"I am jealous," he told the man. Getting more courage, he continued. "I thought I was the only one for you. You said such special things to me when we made love. That's why I wanted you to have the honor of giving me the 'Rite of Manhood'. Now you have three others to share every day – soon, I will be forgotten."

This was the nightmare John was dreading. This boy had fallen in love with him and now he was afraid of losing that love to three other young boys. "I do love you, Aukai. You brought back to me, after so many years, the pleasures of a beautiful boy like you that I thought I would never have again. I looked forward to and was happy with your monthly visits. When you left, I didn't know how I could handle waiting another month before seeing you again. The boys landed on my island by accident, escaping from a possible cruel fate that had awaited them."

John noticed a slight reaction from the boy, probably thinking of his younger brother. "They have no family, no one. Where could I send them? Yes, a bond has grown between the four of us, but that doesn't mean the bond between you and I mean anything less. It was you who convinced your father to let me come to this island. If possible, I want us to see each other more and more. Maybe your father will let your future visits be several days or a week on Paradise Island. Think of all the fun the five of us could have. You and the boys will be like brothers and I'll have the four sexiest boys in the world." Aukai was quiet, not responding; his head bowed down. "If you want, it's not too late to change your mind about having me do the 'Rite of Manhood' on you tomorrow. I would understand if I have lost that privilege."

The boy's head quickly snapped upright. "Oh no!" he said. "I still want you to be the first. I'm sorry, John; I was selfish. Did you mean it that you want me over for longer visits?"

John hugged the boy in a tight embrace. "You will always be the first of my new life; nothing can change that." Trying to sound humorous, he continued. "And after tomorrow, I wouldn't be able to stand it, having to wait an entire month to enjoy that nice little ass of yours again, but this time we make real love." Aukai understood what the man was implying. After tomorrow, he would allow John all the pleasure he wanted as he felt a man's cock inside him. Even in the darkness, John could see the white teeth as the Kalaukan boy gave a huge grin.

Pushing John back down on the mat on his back, the native boy quickly got into the 69 positions and took the man's cock in his mouth. Likewise, John took the soft cock of the boy and engulfed its entire length, quickly feeling it getting harder. Both man and boy, with their previous experiences with each other, knew how to give the most pleasure as they tried to extend the erotic feelings as long as possible. Aukai played with the man's ball sack and his young lips and tongue traveled along the length of the shaft. When not fondling the soft scrotum of the boy containing the sweet honey making jewels, John grabbed and squeezed the ass cheeks, spreading them apart, letting his finger caress the tight puckered opening that in a few hours would house a grown cock, his cock, for the first time.

Both he and the boy occasionally groaned as they felt waves of pleasures travel from the sucked cock throughout their bodies. As Aukai sucked on his friend's shaft, he realized that this same organ would soon enter his other entrance. Some of the older boys had told him how painful it was the first time, but that was the purpose of the ceremony – to prove you can endure the pain and therefore be considered a man in every respect. Other pain must also be endured, but the boy knew he could do it. He would come out of the ceremony a man and, at the same time, give John the pleasure of his tight virgin ass.

The sucking continued, as the climax was drawing nearer. Both knew when to slow down to stretch the pleasure as long as possible. But even with that, it was just a matter of time before they could hold back no longer and let loose its creamy prize. John was the first as the boy's lips and tongue was pushing him over the edge. He let loose with several strong squirts that hit the back of the boy's throat as Aukai quickly swallowed all he received. That triggered the 12-year-old's ejaculation as he let loose some of his boyhood nectar into the mouth of his friend, who savored the sweetness of it. John kept sucking, hoping for more, but Aukai had given all he had. He then lovingly licked and cleaned the softening boy cock.

Aukai turned around and lay next to the adult. John looked at him and stated, "Each time it feels better than the last. You're a pro," causing the boy's teeth to once again show in the nearly darkened hut. "It's another reason I want you to come for longer visits. The boys are still somewhat new to sex and especially with a man. I want you to use your experience to teach them how to enjoy sex even more. I can teach them what I know, but your experience in sex is a lot more than mine, despite the fact I'm older than you."

Aukai gave an even bigger smile and asked, "Do you think the boys would let me teach them?"

"I believe they want to learn and enjoy more sex. They surely know that because of your lifestyle, with everyone starting sex early in life, you have a wealth of knowledge and experience. You suck cock like I never felt before. I know this sounds selfish, but if all four of you sucked my cock like you just did, I would think I died and went to heaven."

The boy hugged John and kissed him on the lips, getting the same in return. All was well now – the future looked good. Both used their hands to touch and fondle the other as their motions got slower as sleep overtook them.

***

In the meantime, Chris and Matt had stayed together with several other boys in one of the huts that were lit inside by lanterns. The Kalaukan boys were all under twelve years of age, so they had yet to go through the ceremony of losing their anal virginity. Despite the prospects of the pain they heard about, all were anxious to reach that magical date when they too would be called men. Matt shared with the other boys how his cherry had been popped just the night before. The Kalaukan boys were interested in hearing how it felt, feeling a grown-up's cock inside his butt for the first time. Until the time for their testing, only fingers were allowed in their asses. Matt explained that John used his fingers to help loosen them up so that it wouldn't hurt as much. One of the 11-year-old boys asked Matt if he thought he could have done it without getting loosened up first. That was not allowed to them when the time came – no warm-up or preliminary.

"I don't know. Even with the help of John's fingers, the pain was really bad. I wanted him to pull out, but he knew I could handle it and he was right. After a while, the pain got less and less, but I'm glad I did it and even after the pain I felt, I'm kind of looking forward to feeling him inside me again. I know John enjoys anal sex with us a lot. And now that I know how much better it will feel after each time, I hope John fucks me a lot," drawing a curious gaze from Chris.

"Really?" Chris was surprised at that comment considering all the excuses for a delay before finally agreeing to get his cherry popped.

Matt looked at his friend. "I know I was scared. You and Mike kept telling me how you handled it. Even though I still hurt a little from last night, as you and Mike have told me, I feel kind of empty inside. As long as the pain isn't as bad as last night, I'd let him fuck me again whenever he wanted." That got an accepting grin from Chris.

"What about you," another boy asked Chris.

"My cherry popping was pretty much the same as Matt's and I supposed Mike's," Matt replied. "Scared and a little nervous. I knew the first time it would hurt, but John was very gentle."

The 11-year-old replied, "Wow, you could have taken our 'Rite of Manhood'. To the Kalaukan boys, losing their virginity was associated with gaining manhood, while to Matt and Chris, it was just a step to a full complete lifestyle with John and Mike on Paradise Island. Matt slowly nodded, wondering what that first feeling would be like for these Kalaukan boys after listening to their experiences with John. These young Kalaukan boys seem to look forward to their deflowering, not concerned in the least with any pain that might be associated with it.

The conversation ended as five naked boys then began a prepubescent orgy consisting of lots of cock sucking as each took turns upon each other. Since Chris and Matt could produce sperm, all the Kalaukan boys argued over who should have the honor of sucking one of the two to get the first load. Both boys were able to cum twice into two different mouths, but their cocks got sore, and although they continued to reach orgasm from each boy's mouth, their balls could no longer respond. On the other hand, it was a new fun feeling, sucking other boys' cocks, for Chris and Matt. Nobody knew how long this went on until exhaustion finally overcame everyone and sleep won out.

***

John woke up to the bright daylight entering the hut. Aukai was not with him and the flap was wide open, so he assumed the boy had left it that way, probably to wake him up. Getting up and stretching, he stepped outside. Many of the villagers came by and greeted him with 'Good Morning' in English. John felt bad that all these people were trying to make him feel at home, talking in his language, but he hardly knew a word of their tongue. He asked a boy who was close by, whose name he found out was Afa, how to say good morning in Kalaukan. The teen slowly pronounced it and had John repeat it several times until the man felt he had mastered his first words of the native tongue. Those close by laughed and cheered as John said 'Good Morning' to those he met in Kalaukan.

Another teen boy, named Fauiki, came up to John and told him the chief was waiting for him at his hut. Thanking the boy, he proceeded to the hut, followed by many of the village residents. He wondered when they would head out to the fields or whatever their duty was for another normal day. But as he was soon to find out, this was not considered a normal day.

Entering the hut, he greeted Chief Haoa with his newly learned Kalaukan words. The chief laughed and smiled, praising him for taking the time to learn their language. John felt a little embarrassed. After all, he only knew two words of their tongue. He couldn't go around the village carrying a conversation just saying 'Good Morning'. Then Haoa motioned John to the table already set with fruit for the morning meal. The boys were once again sitting at a second table. But he could not spot Aukai and inquired the chief of his whereabouts.

"My son cannot see you until it is time for the ceremony," was the response.

Nodding his head, John then recalled the many people he saw and the appearance that the workday had yet begun and asked about it.

"Although this step is very important for a boy, the change from boy to man is a celebration and a holiday for us. Everyone stays in the village except for those guarding the shore."

"Can you tell me more of the history of this 'Rite of Manhood' ritual?"

"I'm glad you asked, John," began the chief. Others around the hut quieted down, as Haoa was about to share with the first outsider one of their most important ceremonies. "As you probably know, changing from a boy to a man is an important ritual among many of the Polynesian people. Ages vary from culture to culture, but the objective is the same; to prove you're no longer a boy and should be treated as a man.

"In some cultures, the test may involve hunting, proving your bravery against some wild beast. Others who rely on fishing, for example, maybe have the boy dive into a deep part of the water to retrieve a pearl or some such object. A third might be a test of stamina, as a boy must travel many miles to reach a point within a certain time frame. All involve a boy's resolve to overcome not only fear but also any pain associated with that task. Since the Kalaukan society is based on our sexual lifestyle, it is only fitting that the test for a boy is sexual."

John listened intently as the chief continued his narration, knowing how important it was to learn about this very special and private part of the Kalaukan tradition.

"As you already know, one part of the test is having a man penetrate a boy for the first time. I know you've grown fond of Aukai, but you must not be easy on him. A lubricant will be available for you to apply, but then you must force yourself completely into him with one thrust. He must endure any pain he feels. Do not feel sorry if he cries out; it will be natural. Only stop if he feels he can't take it and wants to end the test."

This was new to John, as he had no idea deflowering the boy was to be handled so roughly. Having taken it slow and easy with his boys, he thought the procedure would be the same with Aukai, the result just be the deflowering of his young ass. No preliminary stretching was allowed and that with one shove, he was to push himself balls deep inside the tight virgin ass of the Kalaukan boy. "Has anyone ever failed?"

"Sometimes. It is not shameful. What happens is that the boy must wait one year until he is 13 and try again. Knowing now what to expect, no boy has ever failed a second time."

Another question entered John's mind. "You said this was 'one part of the test.' There are other parts?"

"Yes, they involve other sensitive areas of the body; the nipples, ball sack, and cock."

"Whew!" John thought to himself. He wasn't sure if he, an adult, could pass such a test, much less a 12-year-old boy. He realized the children here knew from the earliest age that one day they would have to conquer this hurdle to be considered an adult among their people. The chief noticed that John was quiet and asked him what was on his mind.

"I know both you and Aukai have given me a great honor. Although I know how important this is, that your son prove himself, I must get my mindset on the fact that I will cause pain to another person. I have always believed, and told most recently the three newest members of my family, that no force should ever be used to satisfy one's sexual pleasure, but I must understand that this ceremony is not to satisfy any lust of mine but to help a young boy in a very important part of his life. In a way, it will be a test for me to hear a boy's cries of pain, yet accept it as part of his transition to a young man."

Haoa put an arm around John's shoulders. "Yes, it can be difficult. As Aukai has probably told you, usually, the father is the one giving this test. So you can understand their emotions, hearing their own son's cries of pain, but they look upon it as necessary as part of our culture. It is no different than a boy returning from a hunt to prove his manhood, to be bleeding and hurt very badly from his battle. The father will ache and feel for him, yet at the same time, feel proud for what he has accomplished." After a pause, the chief softly asked John, "Do you think you can do it? As an outsider, it is not required that you partake of any of our customs. You are our guest."

John looked directly into the chief's eyes. "No, I won't back out. Aukai has given me a great honor and is depending on me to help him make it. From what you told me, he's aware of what is about to happen and feels I can do this." Smiling a little, he said, "More than likely, your son will have to help me get through this, rather than the other way around." John's perverted mind wouldn't allow him to pass up an opportunity to fuck another virgin ass, no matter what the consequences.

Slapping the back of John, the chief laughed, joined by others. "You are becoming a Kalaukan!" John smiled and appreciated the compliment, but knew a test awaited him also. "Aukai will present himself to you in one hour. Both of you will return to the same hut you used last night. While you have been here, it was being prepared for the ceremony."

Prepared? What exactly did the chief mean? There was no time to contemplate that question as the meal was over and his three boys came to John to share their own experiences of the previous night.

Looking at Chris and Matt, John told them, "Wow! That was an orgy, four of you sucking each other off. How does your cock feel?"

"Mine's a little sore, but not bad," Chris answered first. "All their experience made each one good at it. They wanted to taste my cum, but I was only able two times. My balls were too tired."

John laughed at that comment. "Well, when we get home and you've rested, I'll be the next one to suck you dry," getting a big grin from the 12-year-old. He turned to Matt and asked about his experience the previous night if he had been nervous among so many new strange boys.

"No, I wasn't. It was fun all of us taking turns sucking on each other. The boys here sure know how to make you feel good," getting a nod of approval from Chris. "Like Chris, I couldn't shoot more than twice."

"Hey, don't feel bad. You got the same good feelings, didn't you? And I don't care how good your balls are at making juice; there's a limit to how many times it can produce after repeated orgasms. Just like those boys last night, I look forward to enjoying again that tasty boy nectar I got from each of you."

"I want to taste some of yours, too," Chris told John. "Why should Mike have all the fun?"

This got John to laughing. "Thanks." Directing his next comment to the adult, Matt added, "I'm working on a special surprise for you when we get back home." And without any further explanation, he turned and ran toward some of the boys he was with last night.

"Do you have any idea what he's talking about?" John asked Chris.

"Not a clue."

Then turning toward Mike, he received a big shock when the 12-year-old told John he had allowed Chief Haoa to fuck him.

"What?" was all the man could say. Even Chris had a surprised look on his face.

"I thought since he couldn't give his son the test today, maybe he would like another boy to enjoy."

"I'm a little stunned. I figured you might have let some of the other boys maybe fuck you, even though you just lost your cherry three days ago, but the chief? Haoa didn't say anything to me, but I'm proud of you thinking of him in that manner. Were you okay?"

"It was okay. I've felt kind of empty back there since you did it, so I went to Aukai's father. To be honest, I'd rather have you do it to me though, as his cock was bigger than yours."

John looked at the teen, "I'm not sure if I should take that as a compliment or insult."

"No, I'm just saying after losing my cherry with you, it hurt a little more than what I thought it would when the Chief entered me. I love a cock in my ass. I just want you from now on."

"I've created a sex monster!" John laughed with Chris joining him.

Chapter 18
The 'Rite of Manhood' (Part 2)

At that moment, drums could be heard as Chief Haoa approached John. "Come, you are to wait in front of the hut for Aukai. Then both of you will go inside. One of the elders, Eloni, will wait outside. When you are finished, whisper to him whether the test is over. Be truthful – Eloni will know.

"Remember, no special treatment for my son. He must endure everything that every boy before him, including me, and others to come must endure."

John nodded his head in understanding as they reached the appointed hut. He couldn't help but feel nervous at the upcoming prospect of forcing himself into a boy he had started to have deeper feelings for. When Aukai mentioned the 'Rite of Manhood' consisted of losing his anal virginity to a man, John thought it was to be a slow process, like what he did with the boys. Aukai never mentioned other painful tests. Trying to accept this on such short notice couldn't help but cause him to shiver. He hoped Haoa and the other villagers hadn't noticed.

The drums stopped and the crowd in front of the hut parted as Aukai was seen for the first time. Despite whatever feelings he was going through, John couldn't help but once again admire the body of the young boy. The flawless skin had been a pleasure to hold and enjoy. The words they shared spoke more of an emotional bond developing than just a sexual one. The previous four years of not enjoying the companionship of a boy disappeared when his first load of cum spewed forth into the mouth of this lad, who had given his cock a fantastic sucking that seemed to last forever. In each visit, John's old world opened up and welcomed him back. As the boy slowly approached him, the nervousness he felt seemed to have receded as he felt his cock twitch in anticipation of whatever was to come.

Aukai stopped a few feet away from John. The man noticed that the boy had a small pouch, tied by a leather string, hanging around his neck. He wondered what part it played in the upcoming test. Haoa spoke first, facing the crowd in front of the hut.

"Since the dawn of creation, our people have always believed in the beauty of the human body and the pleasures that can come from it, but with those pleasures comes responsibility. Our heritage can only last as long as we are strong in body and spirit. Until a boy reaches the age of twelve, he has no responsibility. He need not worry about our customs and its preservation. Instead, he is learning the pleasures of the human body, the giving and receiving of such, the joy of childhood.

"Now, he must understand that our lifestyle comes with a price. By experiencing the pain he is about to endure, he will now realize that he must shoulder his part of the duty so that others younger, and older, may continue the sexual enjoyment he has himself enjoyed so far in his life."

Turning toward Aukai, the chief asked, "Aukai, my son, are you prepared to become a man, to understand how important it is to keep our customs, to preserve and protect it? Are you willing to prove it by letting go of your childhood and taking that first painful step to being a man?"

"I am," spoke the boy.

Then turning to John, Haoa asked, "John, although you are new to our village, we sense that you understand and appreciate what we believe in. I know this is a difficult task being asked of you, but one that is necessary for Aukai to take the next step. Are you willing to administer whatever tests are required, disregarding whatever discomfort Aukai may feel, to close his childhood and become a man?"

"I am."

"Then take this boy inside and bring out a man," as the crowd started cheering. Aukai came up to John and took his hand as they prepared to enter the hut. A small older man, John assumed was Eloni, stopped them, and spoke.

"Aukai will guide you through what is required; I will be outside. When you are finished, I will inspect the boy to see if he has performed all the tasks. If so, I will announce him as no longer a child, but a man."

John nodded his head as Aukai, his hand still on the man's, led him through the flap and into the hut. This time there was a lantern glowing so that one could see. There were two small tables, one with a half coconut shell on top. It appeared to have some liquid inside. Another larger table caught John's eye, but before he could decipher its use, Aukai let go of the hand and hugged him.

"I am so happy to be with you," he said as John could feel the shivering of the boy in anticipation of what was to come. Despite the turmoil going through his head, his body still reacted as the soft nude form of the boy pressed into him, his cock pressed against the man. John felt the small leather bag against him and again wondered what was inside.

Removing the boy's arms, John asked, "Aukai, why didn't you tell me this 'Rite of Manhood' involves tests of pain? I don't know if I can purposely hurt you. I care about you too much."

Aukai looked at his friend. "I know from the time we have been together that you are kind and gentle; I knew you wouldn't hurt someone on purpose. But at the same time, I wanted you to give me the test. I know it has been fathers doing it, and I love mine very much, but I wanted you." Stopping for a moment, the 12-year-old native boy continued, "And my father has had something more important that has weighed heavily on him."

John knew what the lad was referring to and silently asked Haoa to forgive him as he muttered one word, "Kauri."

The boy looked at the man with a surprised look. "You know?"

"Your father told me last night. He didn't want me to mention it, but I know he hurts from a lost son and I know for you, a little brother."

Aukai's eyes moistened as he told John of how close he and Kauri were and how much he had missed him. Since his brother's abduction, he had tried to focus on the upcoming test to help ease the pain of the permanent loss of his brother.

"Whoa there, Aukai!" John interrupted. "Don't give up on him." Then he shared his father's hope that with John's craft, they could travel to Lam Sin's island and hopefully find Kauri there.

"You would do that for us?" Aukai asked, the man sensing hope in the boy's eyes.

"Of course I would." John hugged the boy and said softly, "I told you last night how I felt about the bond between us. After we're through here, I will talk with your father, and together we'll make preparations for the journey."

He thought he felt moisture on his chest from the tears of the one he hugged. "Hey, why the crying? We haven't even started the test yet!" getting a chuckle from Aukai as he backed away and used his hands to wipe his eyes. "Besides, don't you want to rescue your little brother as a man?" The boy smiled and nodded his head.

"It is time," as Aukai removed the pouch from around his neck and emptied the contents on the small table. There were only four items, but John couldn't help but shudder as he saw what they were. "One goes on each of my nipples, another on the end of my cock and the last on my ball sack," as John continued to stare as what was four small skeletal fish heads. They were about 1 3/4 inches [4cm] in length wrapped by what appeared to be something similar to a rubber band keeping the mouths closed. Even closed, John could see the small teeth.

"You sure?" was the question from the adult.

"It is part of the test," was the reply. The boy stood rigidly in front of John as the man picked up the first fish head and approached the boy. Grabbing a small amount of skin around one of the boy's nipples so that it stood out, he pried open the jaws, positioned it over the tender flesh, and released it. Aukai immediately jerked as he felt the teeth dig into the sensitive soft tissue.

"Are you okay?" John asked, feeling somewhat concerned as he recalled the joy of sucking on those tiny boy nipples and today, being the instrument of pain in those same areas. Aukai nodded his head vigorously. A moment later, the second head was attached, causing the boy to once again wince to the sudden pain. But he didn't complain and motioned for John to continue.

Grabbing one more of the sharp fish heads, he got down on one knee, looking directly as the native boy's flaccid cock and soft hairless balls. Trying not to think of the sweet reward he enjoyed just last night from these very organs, he grabbed the small cock, and clamped another painful tool on its mushroom head. Its effect was immediate as the boy nearly fell to the ground. Still not muttering a word, he placed his hands on John's shoulders and pushed himself back to a standing position, spreading his legs a little for easier access to his ball sack. A moment later, the last instrument of pain was attached to the ball sack and that part of the test was over. John led the boy to the other table he had noticed when he came in and helped the boy lean on it.

Aukai was trembling and sweat was seen starting to pour from his body. John stood amazed at how the Kalaukan lad was conquering the pain. Even though he was an adult, John knew he couldn't have handled it as bravely as this boy.

After a moment, Aukai finally spoke. "There is one last part to do."

John knew what that was. After what the boy was going through at the moment, he wondered how he was going to take the pain of losing his anal virginity. The table the boy stood next to was rectangular, about two feet square. It stood about 30 inches [75cm] in height. Aukai pointed to the straps attached to each leg and told the adult he was required to bend over it and spread his arms and legs. The boy then positioned himself over the table and grimaced as the weight of his chest put pressure on the fish heads attached to his nipples. When John felt the boy's ass was in the proper angle for his cock, he first strapped the boy's legs spreading him so that the still virgin opening could be easily seen and reached.

Kneeling in the front of the table, he looked directly into the 12-year-old's eyes and softly told him, "I'm sorry."

"It's okay. I'm going to make it." And with a comment that took John totally by surprise despite the pain the boy was currently going through and the worst yet to come, he smiled and said, "Hope you like my tight ass."

It was John who was about to cry as he held the boy's head and gently kissed him before stretching the boy's arms and strapping them also to the legs of the table, causing the chest to press closer to the table resulting in another grimace of pain coming from his upper chest.

During the tests to this point, John's cock couldn't get hard, seeing no excitement to what he had done to the boy so far. But as he stood behind the boy, staring at the small opening between the soft ass cheeks, he cleared his mind of the upcoming pain he would cause and instead thought of the pleasures he would feel inside a warm gripping tunnel. He stroked himself with these thoughts, and soon his cock was a raging steel rod. Using his fingers, he scooped some of the liquid he had seen earlier on the other table and generously greased his stiff member. Thankfully, at least some lubricant could be used. John had no idea how any boy could be raped for the first time with a dry cock. Nothing had been said about not using some of the liquid on the boy, so John applied as much as he could around the anal opening and a little bit inside. Wiping his fingers with the towel provided, he got into position behind the boy, leaned over a little, and felt his cock press against the puckered hole. He told the boy the time had come and to relax his ass as much as possible. He asked if he were ready.

Nodding his head, the boy answered, "Please, John, make it quick."

Grabbing each side of the boy's ass, John pushed but met with a tight resistance. Almost in a short laugh, Aukai turned his head to look at John and said, "You'll have to do better than that." But the moment the last syllable came from the boy's mouth, he felt his anal opening rip open as the man had given a second shove and plowed his entire length inside the boy. It caught Aukai so totally by surprise that he couldn't help but let out a scream as he felt as though a red-hot poker was just rammed into him.

John tried not to hear the boy's cries, but instead to the pleasure signals his cock was sending him. He felt Aukai thrash about on the table, trying to expel this monster invader giving him so much pain. Of course, his chest banging on the table caused his nipples to shoot pain signals as the fish heads continued its tight grip. John held on tight to the boy's side. The scream subsided, but the boy started begging him to take his cock out, that it hurt too much. John softly responded that the worst was over, and soon he would be a man. He bent over and gave the boy a soft kiss on the back of his neck. He encouraged him to relax and that the pain would subside. He wasn't going to let the boy quit. John knew the pain wouldn't be any easier, even if the boy waited another year. And he didn't want his first participation in a Kalaukan sacred ceremony to fail, especially being with the chief's son.

After a few moments, the cries turned into little whimperings. John hadn't moved his cock since the initial impalement, but he knew he would soon have to go on and finish the test, cumming deep and hard into him. Slowly, he backed his cock out until the anal ring clamped just the head. Then he slowly pushed back in. The boy's whimperings didn't get any louder, so John tried another stroke. He went a little faster and felt the boy's body jump as if in new pain. At first, he thought Aukai's ass was the reason, but then he realized as he pushed inward, his balls were striking the boy's genitals with its attached fish heads giving new discomfort.

There was no way around it; each stroke would shoot new pain into the boy. Leaning over, he whispered to Aukai, "I'm sorry, it's going to continue to hurt and maybe even more. I'm going to try and finish as fast as I can."

Getting no response, he braced himself and started pounding the stretched opening of the boy's ass. Immediately, Aukai cried out how it hurt too much and to please take it slower. John blocked out the boy's pleas and continued pounding in and out. Normally, such an occasion of deflowering a young boy would end with a slow fucking, enjoying the feeling of a virgin ass wrapped around one's cock. No matter how many times you may experience the pleasure of a boy's tight anal chute, there's something about it being the first time that seems to enhance the erotic feelings one gets and knowing he opened the boy to a whole new world of how to please a man.

John closed his eyes and concentrated on the task at hand. Thankfully, he hadn't cum this morning, or this second time could have taken longer, extending the pain in the boy. He felt his balls tighten up and knew he was close. With one last shove as deep as he could go, he released his man juice into the boy in several strong blasts, the lad's ass coated with the cum of a man for the first time. John leaned over the boy, his sweat dripping on the boy to mingle with the 12-year-old. Instead of the several usual moments it takes to get over a post-orgasmic bliss, John quickly recovered and withdrew his cock, looking at for the first time the stretched opening of Aukai, now dripping cum, who was a boy no longer. Thankfully, there was no presence of blood, so he knew no real physical damage had been done.

He undid the straps tying the boy onto the table. He helped Aukai stand up and quickly removed the fish heads on his nipples, cock head and balls. A new flood of pain shot through the boy as the sharp teeth released their grip. As John sat on the ground by the table, Aukai collapsed into him and began sobbing uncontrollably.

"It's okay, Aukai. It's over. No more pain. You did it!"

The boy continued to cry as the man rubbed his hand up and down his back, careful not to touch his ass cheeks. He let the lad release all the emotion of what he had just gone through until the cried turned into sniffles and he finally was able to get up and stand on his own. Getting up himself, John looked directly at the boy and announced, "No matter how long I live, I know I will never meet a braver boy than you. Your people, and more importantly, your father, will be very proud of you."

Aukai gave a little smile and once more fell into John's arms. "I never want to go through that again," he whispered in John's ear.

"And you have my word that I will never give such tests to another Kalaukan boy. You were the first and last."

He forced Aukai to stay standing and get ready for Eloni to come in and verify that he had passed the requirements for becoming a Kalaukan man. He went to the flap and looked outside. It seemed the whole village was out there waiting for the 'man' to appear, Chief Haoa standing nearest the hut. Not a sound could be heard. Signaling to Eloni, John and the elder entered the hut.

The old man first looked at the boy's nipples, still red from the pain it had endured. He gently grabbed the base of the boy's cock and nodded his head when he saw the teeth marks. Telling the boy to bend over and spread his legs some, Eloni quickly spotted where the fish head had attached itself to the ball sack. Aukai winced when the man spread his butt cheeks and saw the red, raw, not yet completely closed, anal opening with John's cum slowly leaking out. Finished with his inspection, he took hold of the boy's hand and led him outside the hut. Aukai's walk was a little stiff, as he would feel the effect of his ass being stretched for a while yet.

Eloni spoke, "I give to you Aukai…a man!" as the village then erupted into cheers and drums began pounding in the background.

First to greet Aukai was his father, Haoa, who gave his son a light hug, knowing the boy's chest was still tender. Then it seemed everyone else wanted to touch him and congratulate him on making it through the 'Rite of Manhood.' John observed several of the older teenage boys, who had already passed the tests of manhood, escort Aukai to where he knew was the ocean-fed pond to wash his body in preparation for the feast about to begin.

Haoa came up to John, "Thank you. I was concerned for a moment when I heard his screams. I have heard it many times as each boy takes his test. Many boys pass out, but it's different when it's your son."

"Believe me, Chief Haoa, I would have screamed a lot louder had it been me. Your son was very brave; you can be proud of him."

"I am proud of him."

"I must apologize to you now," came from John.

"Why?"

"I wanted to help Aukai get through his tests successfully, so I told him to do it for his little brother, Kauri."

"That is okay. During the first days after his disappearance, both of us tried to comfort each other and his mother. Then he got even more depressed; he and Kauri were very close. I reminded him that you would be here soon and help him become a man. I thought shifting his focus would help get over the loss of Kauri temporarily. He perked some and became happier knowing you are his new friend and would be the first outsider to our village. Now that he knows you are aware of his brother, I'm sure he feels better seeing you cared and tried to encourage him through this important step in his life."

"I also told him I would help you try to rescue Kauri."

Haoa looked at John for a few moments, and then slowly said, "Thank you." He then told John to head to his hut for the feast; they would discuss the rescue plan before John had to return to Paradise Island. Matt, Chris, and Mike were next greeting their adult friend.

"We didn't know the tests were going to be that painful. When I heard Aukai scream, I almost wanted to run back to the boat," came from Chris.

John replied, "I didn't know until the last moment either. I wasn't sure if I could go through hurting Aukai like that, but we must remember that this custom is very old and very important to them." The man paused for a moment. "And if I had to be honest, the pleasure part reminded me so much of doing it with you three the first time."

"Pervert," Mike smiled at the man.

"Guilty as charged. I accept whatever sentence you give me."

"Let's see," Mike said as his hand rubbed his chin as though in deep thought. "You have to fuck us whenever we want you to."

"Please, have mercy," John began laughing. "That's cruel and unusual punishment." He opened his arms and all three boys hugged him at once, their smooth hairless bodies pressing close. The man looked at Matt and asked, "How do you feel after your deflowering two nights ago?"

"My ass has closed up," he replied, "The pain is gone." Then he paused.

"What is it, Matt?"

"I never knew I'd say this, but I want to do it with you again."

The man smiled. "Never have more beautiful words been spoken. Looks like I'm going to be busy taking care of the needs of three horny boys."

As the four of them headed towards the chief's hut, John vividly told his young companions of what had transpired for Aukai to pass the test and be a man in his village. He could tell by the boys' expressions that the thought of so much pain to experience their cherry getting popped was not what any of them would have desired. Chris admitted he almost cried when he heard Aukai's screams of pain. "I told Aukai that he was the first and last I would do the 'Rite of Manhood' to. I appreciate and respect the Kalaukan custom, but never want to give any such pain to a boy ever again."

They approached the largest hut in the village and went inside, greeted by cheers of those there. John smiled and he sat on the space to the right of Chief Haoa. Everyone was sitting on mats on the floor, but Aukai's spot had a folded sheepskin cushion. John knew the boy turned man would be sore back there for a little while. He still felt somewhat uncomfortable being such a center of attention. As he sat down this time across from Chief Haoa, he shared his feelings that Aukai deserves the credit, for he was the one who passed the test to become in their society, a man. Haoa explained that it was true, but there was another large issue also. John looked at the chief, not quite understanding what the man was telling him.

"If you recalled yesterday, I told you that the idea of bringing in someone from outside our village was not entirely supported by everyone. Traditions hundreds of years old were at stake and there were concerns we were opening a door that could never be shut again. Not only that, but having that outsider partake in one of our most important and sacred ceremonies upset many. After Aukai convinced me to allow you to come over and give him the test, I asked all my people not to pre-judge and to give our new visitor a chance. The words you spoke yesterday changed many minds as they saw how you appreciated and valued our customs and traditions and," looking at Matt, Chris and Mike, "enjoyed the same sexual relationship we do with our children here.

"The 'Rite of Manhood' test you gave Aukai this morning, I believe, erased any doubts or fears of having an outsider within our village." John gave a questioning look. "I know my son should have told you more about what was involved in the tests. The fact that even though you only knew at the last moment, yet still accepted the honor, gained you much respect. If Aukai had failed, even though it would have been his choice, some here may have questioned the wisdom of a stranger participating in such a ceremony. But my son has become a man and you and your young family has gained a new home. We know that you will continue to respect our secrecy and say nothing of our lifestyle here."

Before John could respond, a teen Kalaukan boy came up to John and stated that Aukai was outside and wanted to talk to him before entering the hut. Getting an approval nod from Haoa, John got up and went outside, where he saw Aukai. The boy looked much better having bathed. Some ointment was spotted over the boy's nipples, apparently to ease the pain and help in the healing. Although Aukai was smiling, his first words caught the man by surprise.

"Damn it, John, that hurt!"

John couldn't help it. He burst out laughing at the boy's attempt to be serious. Placing his hands on the boy's shoulders, trying to sound serious himself, but failing at it, he replied, "It was supposed to hurt." Then Aukai couldn't control himself and started laughing too. It was good seeing the 12-year-old in such spirits after the ordeal he had gone through just a short while ago.

Aukai grabbed the man's hand and was preparing to enter the main hut. John stopped him. "You go first. This is your day." Aukai hugged the man and proceeded to enter the hut amidst a great cheering from everyone inside. When the cheering died down, John then quietly entered and resumed his spot at the table. He saw Aukai whisper something in his father's ear with the chief nodding acknowledgment. He found out later Aukai was informing his father that John told him of Kauri.

The afternoon sun was moving along and John was concerned about having to find his way home after dark. Haoa understood, calling an end to the celebration. He told his son to take the three visitors to the hut to get dressed and to bring John's clothing here. He then called over Takatu, who was in charge of the security of Kalauka Island. Soon, just John, Chief Haoa, Tangaroa, and Takatu were left alone.

The chief began, "John has offered to help us by the use of his craft to go to Lam Sin's island in the search for Kauri." This got nods of approval and appreciation from the other two tribesmen. "When can we go?" looking at John.

Giving a moment thought, he replied, "Today is Friday. I can be ready next Thursday afternoon. It will be a long journey and I imagine you wish to approach the island at night and in secret? We don't want to let another week go by. If there's any chance Kauri could still be on that island, we must be there before then."

It was Takatu who nodded his head, "I will assemble my best warriors."

Haoa's next statements made John realize the seriousness of the mission and what the result was going to be. "Whether Kauri is there or not that island nor the men of Lam Sin who run it should never be used in like manner again." It got the approval of Takatu and Tangaroa; it was going to be more than just a rescue mission. It was going to include the eradication of those who occupy its shores. Sensing a possible discomfort within John, the chief quickly added, "You are only to provide how we get to our destination. We will not have you partake of what must be done when we land."

"I understand, Chief Haoa."

"Good. We will prepare ourselves for the journey and will await your arrival on Thursday. If all goes well, we'll be back Friday morning," as Takatu and Tangaroa got up and left the hut, giving their thanks to John. "Our people will never be able to thank you for wanting to help us," concluded Haoa.

"No thanks are necessary. You have honored the boys and me by sharing your island and lifestyle with us. We are friends. And friends help one another, no matter what the hurdle might be." As both stood up, John's clothing was brought inside and the man dressed. Although he had gotten used to running around naked on his island, he had found more enjoyment among so many that wearing clothes again never entered his thoughts. It felt so natural to be nude 24-hours-a-day, but it was time to go. Haoa presented John with some of the local cream used by everyone to prevent the growth of body hair. It was a thick substance inside a half of a coconut shell. No more shaving, John thought thankfully.

Stepping outside the hut, John spotted Mike, Chris, and Matt, already dressed. Only Aukai, now wearing a sarong, and the men who would paddle the visitors back to the Sea Ray would accompany the guests back to the shore. Goodbyes were exchanged and John could tell his boys had made many friends among the village youngsters. With Aukai in the lead, the trip back to the beach began. The Kalaukan lad was still walking a little gingerly and John asked him if he was all right.

"I will be okay by tomorrow and then you can have me anytime you want and it will feel good from then on."

"I will look forward to it, but I imagine others will now want to share that pleasure."

"The next will be my father. Since he did not give me the test, he should enjoy his son. Maybe I will let some of my older friends, but you will always have first place."

"Thank you, Aukai."

"Are you going to help us get Kauri?"

"I'll let your father answer that. He can tell you what we planned so far."

Aukai then talked to the three boys and mentioned how sorry he was that the four of them couldn't have spent more time together than what they did last night in the pond.

"We understand," Mike answered. "John's your friend and was going to give you the tests. Maybe next time we get together, we'll stay longer and have a lot more special fun."

"I hope so too," as the trees parted and they stepped on the shore.

John was glad to see his craft and had to admit that he looked forward to going home. As when they arrived, Mike, Matt, and Chris rode in their canoes, while Aukai rode with John. It wasn't long before all were on board and it was time for the final goodbye. "Thank your father again for his hospitality and allowing us the pleasure of the past 24 hours. I look forward to when we meet again."

Aukai gave each boy a kiss on his cheek, this time getting one in return from Mike and Chris and turned to the adult. "Please come back soon."

"It will be sooner than you think," as Aukai climbed back into the canoe and backed away from the craft. Starting the engines, the anchor was raised. John slowly turned the boat around, gave it some throttle, and began the trip back to Paradise Island, giving one final wave to Aukai.

Chapter 19
Heading Home

The Sea Ray slowly pushed through the waves as it headed back to Paradise Island. For those on board, it was now time for quiet reflection of their experiences from the past 24 hours. Matt, Chris, and Mike sat quietly on the deck, saying very little to one another. The adrenalin rush of being naked for so many hours, plus the sexual participation with other boys, had worn off. John could sense fatigue and knew the boys would sleep soundly tonight. As a matter of fact, so would he.

The man's mind swirled with recollections not only of the sexual experiences with Aukai last night and this morning, but also the revelation that Lam Sin's influence stretched out so far that it was within 30 miles of Paradise Island. He wondered how the boys would react when that was revealed to them. If Lam Sin was aware of the approximate vicinity where the boys were taken off the ship, could he be looking for them at this very moment? Was he closing the circle that eventually would point to his island?

It was obvious the man had spent a huge sum of money to obtain possession of these three. The nude pictures taken of them at the ranch and sent to Lam Sin must have excited him seeing such beautiful looking boys. The three were orphans with no other family ties. It was a perfect scenario for kidnapping them off American soil and into his den of lust. He must have planned carefully with those involved in getting them out of the country and to somewhere where American authorities couldn't find them. Destroying the ranch with such intense heat that nearly no evidence existed to verify whether the occupants had died in the inferno or not, helped cover the escape. But once he found out the children had not arrived in Singapore, who knows how upset he would be and what methods he would use to locate the three new family members now in John's care.

Tying into this in a way was the upcoming rescue attempt not only for seeing if Kauri was a captive, which was very unlikely after two weeks, but to shut down a link in Lam Sin's pipeline for kidnapping children and sending them to Singapore. He shuddered again, recalling the resolution in Chief Haoa's face that no man there would live to report anything. Yet he realized that as long as Lam Sin's power stretched so close to his island or Kalauka, no one's boys would ever be truly safe. After leaving his home country in the hopes of escaping stresses and issues concerning his past, even on his island, he couldn't escape the fact that there were still forces he couldn't control.

With a new concern now about the boys, he even thought of sending them back to the United States. They would be safer there. But he knew his young friends would be subjected to all kinds of interrogations about their stay at the ranch and what happened since their arrival on Paradise Island. The boys now harbored so many secrets from the past week that it would be impossible, under expert prodding, to not slip and say something about their sexual experiences with himself and the Kalaukan people. And once again, he would be in the spotlight of authorities. Paradise Island wouldn't be a jail cell, but he could never leave the island again for fear of being picked up and brought back to the United States. No, unless the boys decided they wanted to go back, they were better off with him. With the Kalaukan help, hopefully, everyone would feel safer from Lam Sin.

John looked at the hollowed-out coconut shell sitting near the controls that contained a unique Kalaukan formula for slowing body hair from growing again. It had been a weekly ritual for him to shave what little he had, and for a while thought of ceasing what he considered a nuisance. After all, he was alone. Who cared whether he was smooth or not? But it was the idea that being smooth reminded him of the young hairless bodies of Roberto and Joshua of what seemed so long ago. Meeting Aukai and then yesterday seeing men and women of all ages without a single body hair made the man happy to know that they too appreciated sex more when the skin is smooth to the touch. Looking again at the thick fluid, he chuckled to himself, saying, "All your hair removing products would be out of business if this ever got on the market."

Looking ahead, he hoped he would soon be seeing the sight of his island. The sky was getting darker. He thought ahead to Thursday and realized that he would have to navigate his craft, carrying Haoa and his men through the night to reach their destination. He better make sure he knew the exact location of this island and how to get there using just his onboard GPS.

A shout from Matt caused John to look as the boy was pointing ahead, and to the man's relief, saw the outline of Paradise Island. Home! Although they were gone just a little over 24 hours, it seemed longer with so much that happened on their journey and visit. As the island grew closer, John also knew that with Troy's arrival the following day, he was going to have to answer many of his questions about the boys and his Kalaukan island visit. He had to decide how much he could tell the young man without comprising many of the secrets he and the boys shared.

The distance shortened between the craft and the mooring dock, and soon the boys had jumped off the boat, grabbing the line John threw to them to secure the vessel. When the engine noise had ceased, the next sound was John's dog, Princess, barking a greeting, happy to see her master. Getting off the Sea Ray, he bent down to hold and pet his canine friend. He thought back to seven years ago when he rescued the dog from an animal shelter when she was only eight weeks old. She had been his pet for three years when his world came crashing down over Joshua. When he accepted the plea bargain for three years of incarceration, he tried to find someone to take in his animal as he didn't want to return her to a shelter and an almost certain death sentence. No one wanted the animal of a 'child molester,' and John felt saddened at what looked liked his pet's bleak future.

At the last moment, an elderly couple offered to care for his pet while he was away. They never mentioned anything about his crime and stated that they loved animals and didn't want to see such a fine pet put down. Upon his release from prison, he immediately picked up his dog. He wondered if she would remember him after spending most of her life with another couple. Princess recognized him immediately and jumped all over him. He couldn't thank the couple enough for taking care of his dog.

When he won the lottery, one of John's first acts was to see the couple that boarded, fed, and looked after his dog. He offered them a goodly sum of money, which they refused. Although they were happy at his good fortune, they were not interested in taking advantage and now asking for payment. John wanted so badly to reward these fine people, the only ones who treated him with kindness, but they continued to say no. After a long argument, a compromise was reached. The couple would compute how much they spent on pet food during the three years they cared for the dog and John could reimburse them. He gave them a check for triple the amount. The couple gave him the "you shouldn't have done that" speech, but John insisted and the matter was settled.

After having his dog back safe and sound, an idea came to him about using part of the lottery winnings to purchase a parcel of land and opening an animal sanctuary where unwanted animals of all types would have a safe place to live the remainder of their lives. He made the mistake of sharing that idea with someone he thought he could talk to, who hadn't made any derogatory comments about his relationship with a 9-year-old boy. The response stunned him.

"You sick fuck," the man began. "Having sex with that little boy wasn't bad enough. Now you want to use this sanctuary gesture as a cover to continue molesting young boys?"

John returned home, reeling from those stinging remarks. And then it hit him. Ever since he was first charged with child molestation, went through the trauma of losing his freedom and being behind bars for three years, hearing how Joshua had stood up for him despite the beatings his father gave him, he had never broken down and cried. Even seeing his face on the Internet as a registered sex offender didn't break him – but those comments had finally done it. He sat on his sofa and his entire body sagged as the emotions of the recent past, triggered by that one comment, overwhelmed him. John didn't know how long he sat there and shed the tears of the hurt and anger he had carried within for so long. But he knew then he had to start a new life somewhere else. People were hounding him for money, and when they were refused, they threw his criminal past in his face. He tried to brave it all, but it had now become too much. Leaving the state and even the country became his goal.

After securing the Sea Ray, the man and three boys headed to the house; John shrugged off those painful memories and saw in front of him a new family, three who in two weeks cared for him and now believed that sex was a wonderful way of life. He was sure seeing 300 other naked people on Kalauka Island reinforced that within each boy.

Before the arrival of Aukai, John had searched the Internet on the history of boys involving nudism and sex. Most societies didn't consider a young boy walking around indoors or outside naked as an offense to anyone. Until they reached puberty, their immature genitals could not produce any semen, the sign of transforming into a man. When the boys entered their teen years, they were more likely to notice the changes in their bodies and, most times, felt the need to wear clothing, at least outside in public. Even studies conducted just in the past year 'consistently demonstrated that boys raised in a nudist setting tend to have significantly higher self-esteem than non-nudist boys.' John noticed how quickly the boys had adapted to a nudist environment on Kalauka Island, even the once hesitant Matt. He was happy that everyone agreed that life on Paradise Island was now a 'clothing optional' setting.

As for sex between men and boys, most know the history of man/boy sex goes back to ancient Greece and even the Roman Empire. Until the 20th century, as long as rape was not used, child sex was considered tolerable and not openly discussed in public. People kind of looked the other way, as long as the boy understood and accepted his role in the sexual relationship with a man, no harm was seen and it was even praised as the means of introduction to a sexual world as taught by an older person. John wondered how many famous men of history began their sexual education at a young age with an adult male? Roman senators had their boys; knights had their pages; tradesmen had their apprentices. How many of those associations involved sex as the boy tried to please his elder in return for the benefits of the man's knowledge, wisdom, experience, and protection?

When everyone reached the house, John suggested showers be taken while he fixed a snack of sandwiches and juice before everyone retired for the evening. Chris and Matt went to separate bathrooms while Mike stayed behind with John in the kitchen, helping to fix the meal. There had been enough sex for now and the fatigue of the adventure didn't leave any room for more, even showering together. Turning to Mike, John asked him how he felt after spending 24 hours among other naked people.

"Well, I played with the others in the pond, and I spent some time with one other person after Chief Haoa."

"You didn't get involved in an orgy like Chris and Matt," smiled the man recalling how the two boys described all the cock sucking with several of the Kalaukan boys.

"No. Chief Haoa called a boy over and told him to show me some more of the village sex fun. His name was Fau and he was thirteen years old. He took me to his hut and had me lie down and then he started making me feel good all over with his hands and mouth." Smiling, he recalled, "My cock never had a chance to get soft as the moment he saw it wasn't hard, he was using his mouth on it. The Kalaukans have a way to make your balls always cum, because I swear I squirted six or seven times. Between his hands on my balls playing with them, rolling them around in my ball sack, pushing his finger in between them till it touched my cock, I thought I would never stop cumming. I had to ask him to stop, as my cock was getting sore from squirting so much. Fau apologized, saying how much he enjoyed the taste of my cum. I guess the boys there can cum often and a lot."

"I agree with him on your tasty cum," John confirmed with a smile. "Based on how much he got from you yesterday, I have some catching up to do, and also remember that the boys start learning and participating in sex when they are much younger. Was that it with Fau?"

Mike smiled and shook his head no. "After we rested a while, I told Fau it was my turn to suck him and give him some good feelings. Instead, he asked me that if I wasn't too sore from Chief Haoa's cock, if he could fuck me. I told him sure, especially after all the pleasures he had given me. It had hurt a little when Chief Haoa first stuck himself in me, and I guess I was still a little loose. Fau slid right in and it didn't hurt at all. Fau kept thanking me as he fucked me real slow. I kept wondering why he picked me as I figured he had a lot of other boys there to enjoy."

"Probably because you were the first visitor and he wanted the honor of having sex with you," John guessed.

"Maybe," Mike replied. "He sure did enjoy fucking me and I wondered if he was ever going to cum. But when he did, it felt like a blast shooting inside me."

"Well, as I said a moment ago, everyone there starts learning about sex very early in life. I'm not sure at what age. I think Chief Haoa said around five or six. Fau probably had a few years of experience to rely on before he took his own 'Rite of Manhood' and another year since to make you cum as much as you did and to prolong his orgasm for so long."

"I hope all of us here will get as good as the Kalaukans in sex."

John smiled, thinking how good it felt already what little he had enjoyed so far with the three boys. "We're still novices. Before you, I only had two other boys. So I know there is more to making the sex better each time. And," pausing for a moment, "I invited Aukai to spend several days with us and be our teacher. He may not have the experience of Fau, but I'm sure he can show us a thing or two," recalling the strong orgasms as the native boy's mouth did wonders to his cock.

"Great!" Mike responded with a smile. "We can have our little orgy here."

The man grabbed the boy and hugged him just as Chris and Matt walked in, naked as the day they were born. It looks like the 'clothing optional' rule had already taken effect, John thought to himself as he admired the smooth forms of Matt and Chris.

Speaking for the two, Matt asked, "Are we picking up where we left off yesterday on Kalauka Island."

"What's going on here?" Chris asked as the man and boy separated.

"I'll let John tell you," Mike answered as he started toward the bathroom. The other two nude boys sat at the table and started eating a sandwich while the man relayed the conversation between him and Mike.

"Wow," was Matt's reaction when told of the invitation to Aukai.

It was Chris who mulled over the question he wanted to ask, "I wonder why none of the older boys asked me to have sex with them?"

"Like I told Mike, I'm guessing it was probably more out of respect being an outsider and not knowing what sexual experience you had and what you were willing to do. Somehow the word got around that Matt just lost his cherry. They already considered him off-limits in that respect, figuring he was still sore. Did they ask if either of you had done any such acts yet? Both boys shook their heads no. "So, being your first visit, the Kalaukans wanted to concentrate on oral more than anything else."

"Except for Mike," Chris added.

"Well, maybe he thought of himself as the ambassador of our island and that he should be more open to any sexual advances. Although doing it with Chief Haoa still amazes me. He may be the same age as you two, but wanted to act more mature and experienced. Chief Haoa knew he could handle more sex and called on Fau to spend the night with him."

Matt looked at John, "After visiting Kalauka Island, you're not thinking of the same 'Rite of Manhood' test for us, are you?" Matt inserted, thinking of the pain that Aukai had gone through according to John's description of the tests.

"Don't worry, Matt. All of you had yours when you lost your cherries. You'll always be a kid to me."

"That's right! Now that you've lost your cherry, you can do it again and see that soon the pain will go away, and then it will feel good," coming from Chris.

"I imagine as we and the Kalaukans meet more in the future, they will be anxious to want to please you again and you are getting pleasure in return. They now know none of you are virgins; I'm sure anal sex will be a part of the enjoyment you'll have with them if you want," John said in conclusion.

"John?" by Chris.

"Yes, Chris."

"Did you ever get upset or jealous because we were having sex with others?"

"Not at all. Why should I? If I had wanted you just to myself and never share you with anyone else, I would have left you here at home, making you three stay here. I said you could do what you want. I'll admit hearing how much fun the three of you had made me want to enjoy you more. Going to Kalauka Island was like a school field trip where you got to observe and participate in new sexual customs. I believe what you experienced in the past 24 hours made you realize how our sex includes the love and trust we have for one another – Never forget that."

Mike walked in at that moment, naked like his young companions. Although John saw the three naked several times during their stay on Kalauka Island, it was now that he looked at them as sculptures of sexual beauty, skin flawless, so smooth without a trace of hair anywhere, small cocks sitting above a beautiful set of balls, ass cheeks so inviting. Despite his fatigue, the man's cock started twitching at the thought of hopefully soon sinking his hard member again and again inside one of those three tight portals of delight. After bringing each other up to date of conversations exchanged, it was time for bed. Matt wanted to sleep with John and the other two would take a bedroom each.

Looking at Matt, John told the boy, "I'd be happy to have you sleep with me, but no sex tonight. We're all tired and we have a big day tomorrow. Troy will be here, and soon you'll have more new clothes to wear," pausing, "if you want to wear any." That got a chuckle out of the boys. Saying goodnights, the three youths went to each separate bedroom. Making sure the dog had food and water available, he turned out the lights and headed to the shower.

As the warm water cascaded over him, John once again went over the events of the past day. There was so much to recall from the evening with Aukai, to the ceremony this morning to the agreed-upon trip to Lam Sin's island in a few days. He still didn't know how he was going to breach that subject with the boys. Drying himself off, he walked into his bedroom to find Matt under the covers asleep already. Slipping under the covers himself and turning off the lights, he felt the naked form of the boy snuggled close to him, putting an arm over the man's chest. Smiling at the prospect of another beautiful boy to share his bed, John's eyes slowly closed and soon, he too was sound asleep.

***

John's eyes fluttered open. "Boy, I must be getting old," he thought, "needing all this sleep." He heard what appeared to be an animated conversation between the three boys, but couldn't make out what they were saying. Getting up, he went to the bathroom and quickly cleaned himself up, put on a pair of cutoffs, and headed to the kitchen.

"I know what I heard," Matt repeated with more determination in his voice.

"What did you hear?" from John as he entered the kitchen. No one spoke for a few moments as the man looked at the boys, wearing the new pants they had received last week. He was glad more new clothes were arriving today. The man wore no shirt and noticed the boys were shirtless too. Maybe after being naked for an extended period on Kalauka Island, this morning the boys decided to put on at least some cutoffs, and Troy would be here at noon. Maybe as the day got warmer, three naked boys would be running around, showing off their perfect bodies. Repeating himself, he asked, "What did you hear?"

It was Mike who answered. "Matt thought you and Chief Haoa were talking about an island near here that belongs to Lam Sin."

"I did hear it," Matt reaffirmed, "Didn't I, John?"

Once again, John was confronted with the situation of not being able to initiate a conversation that he knew would come up. When John and the boys arrived on Kalauka Island, it was Aukai who tried to mask his concern about how John's three new companions would affect his relationship with him. Now, the cat was out of the bag on this one. John had hoped to bring the subject up later today, but now it was out of his hands. He looked at Matt and asked him to explain.

"When the feast was over, Chris and Mike asked Aukai where they go when they need to use the bathroom. I stayed by the door and waited for everyone to come back when I overheard some of what you and the other men were saying. The part I remember most was about Lam Sin being close by on his island."

"Is this true?" Mike asked.

There was no getting around it. John quietly answered, "Yes, it's true."

There was a combination of shock and fear that registered on all three faces. All at once, they peppered him with questions. John held up his hand for silence. "I was going to tell you this afternoon after we got our weekly supplies, but I guess it can't wait. Let's have breakfast, then we'll go out on the porch and I'll tell you what I know."

It was a quiet group that ate their meal. John wanted to celebrate the two-week anniversary of their landing on his island, but instead, it looked more like the morning they arrived as hardly a word was spoken. The boys didn't want to talk, apparently reflecting on their feelings of the man who had 'bought' them now being so close. The meal completed, everyone went out to the porch.

Once settled, John began. "First off, I believe Lam Sin isn't on that island. It's a place where kidnapped boys are held until they are sent to him in Singapore. He does own it apparently and it's about 250 miles from here. So he's not that close, but closer than from his home base in Singapore. From that island, his men search other native islands to see if they can catch a boy off guard and hold him for Lam Sin."

John went on to explain how Chief Haoa's son, Kauri, Aukai's younger brother, was kidnapped from Kalauka Island about two weeks ago. "The Kalaukans believe men from that island came and took him and that the boy was probably a prisoner there. What is scary is that the men traveled over 200 miles away from their island in search of boys. That perception is what makes it seem like Lan Sin is so close."

Mike wasn't sure about the others but felt that fear in the pit of his stomach that he last felt when they were bobbing on the ocean in that lifeboat, not knowing if they were going to live or die.

"Chief Haoa has asked my help to see if Kauri may still be on that island and to rescue him. I told him I would and Thursday we're going."

"Isn't that dangerous?" Matt asked.

"We will arrive at the island in darkness. After we see if there are any boys besides Kauri to be rescued, the chief and his men will make sure no one uses that island again."

Matt and Chris looked at John with questioning eyes, but Mike knew right away what the man meant. "All the men there are going to be killed?"

"I'm pretty sure that is the intent. There can't be any witnesses, or else Lam Sin may find out who was involved and seek revenge. That would bring him within 30 miles of us. Chief Haoa doesn't want me to participate in any of that for which I'm glad. He and his men will take care of that last part. He has trained warriors who mostly safeguard the security and privacy of their village."

"I hope Lam Sin is there," put in Matt, with an agreeing nod from Mike and Chris.

"I'm sorry this has upset you, but we must face the reality that until we know for sure that Lam Sin has given up looking for you, we have to assume he is."

"Why?" Chris asked.

"Because, as you know, he paid Mrs. Janice and her sons, and I'm sure the child welfare person, a lot of money to get you smuggled out of California and to Singapore and to have those four involved in your kidnapping disappear into another country. I don't know how rich he is, but I'm sure he isn't dismissing the lost money casually. And remember, you are extra special. You're light-skinned and, in his opinion, the most beautiful boys he had ever seen. You, Chris, have blue eyes, for example. You don't see many blue-eyed Asians. Mike has green eyes, another rarity, and Matt has grey eyes. I'm sure he wanted the pleasure of sexually using you, especially being as unique as you are." Although the boys were rapidly finding out how much enjoyment sex was with a grown man, being with John, the thought of such an evil person doing the same things to them was a frightening thought.

"John, I thought this was behind us. I thought we were safe being here with you," stated Mike.

"You are, Mike. I will do everything I can to keep you happy and safe. I just got this information two days ago. So, there's a lot to consider on how to keep Lam Sin from discovering your whereabouts. Hopefully, shutting down an island close by is the first step to keeping his influence further away."

John took a deep breath before continuing. "I wanted this day to be a happy one." Looking at the clock, he said, "At almost this exact moment two weeks ago, we met for the first time. We have shared so much in the past fourteen days. And as much as I've grown to love all of you, your safety is paramount." John hated to bring this up but felt it only fair that the boys have a choice. "So, if you feel threatened, I can send you back to California where you'll be safer."

The three looked at one another and it was Mike who quickly answered. "No! I never want to go back there. Like you said before, we'd probably be separated and stuck in foster homes again. I'm afraid we'd let slip about our life here and what we did on Kalauka Island, even by accident like you said Joshua did about you and him." Smart kid, John thought to himself.

"You're right, Mike. Once they knew you spent time with me and they find out about my past, you would be under a lot of pressure to tell what we did, especially sexually. Plus, you are now entrusted with a sacred secret of the Kalaukans. Their lifestyle must never be known to the outside world."

"So I guess it's a no-brainer," quipped Chris. "We stay," getting an affirmative nod from Matt.

"I will learn all I can about Lam Sin and what we can do to protect ourselves. I want us to be careful – No wandering around the island by yourself. That's what happened to Kauri. Put Lam Sin out of your mind; we're going to continue as though his name was never brought up, okay?"

Everyone nodded their heads. "Good. Now let's do the chores and make sure everything is fine. Troy will be here soon. I need a few minutes alone so I can concentrate on what I can and cannot share with him."

The boys left the porch and proceeded to commence their chores. John first decided to log on to the Internet and see if there was any more news about the ranch fire and its missing occupants.

"Wait, John!" Mike shouted as the three boys came back inside. "We haven't planned our sex schedule for today."

"A sex schedule?" John looked at the boys with a questioning look. "Now what have you three been plotting? A few moments ago, you were concerned about Lam Sin. Now you want to initiate a sex schedule?"

It was Chris who answered. "We thought about it this morning before you woke up. We got sidetracked after the talk about Lam Sin, but we want to forget about him. Each of us wants to have sex with you at a different location.

"This sounds interesting," as the man felt his cock getting harder.

"After lunch, it's you and I at the hot springs," Mike announced.

"Sex in the hot springs," John smiled. "Well, we won't need any lubricant there."

"Then later this afternoon, you and I will do it in your bedroom," Chris then spoke.

"I get to relive the great feelings your tight little ass gave me," John said with an even bigger smile, recalling that night when he took the 12-year-old's virginity.

"And tonight you and I are going to have fun in the glass bedroom," was the final part of the sex-filled day shared by Matt.

"You sure you're ready? Your first time was just a couple nights ago," the man asked. He got a nodding of the head from the 12-year-old. "Well, I hope I am. After two sessions with these two," pointing at Mike and Chris, "sexy-looking boys, I might be too worn out by tonight."

Laughing, Mike cut in, "That's why we spread out the sex for morning, afternoon and evening, to give your tired old body a chance to rest."

"Tired old body! Boy, that sounds like a challenge. But seriously, thank all of you for wanting to make our relationship so wonderful, and don't worry about Lam Sin. He'll give up soon if he hasn't already. I have a future now and three wonderful boys to share it with."

The boys then departed to do their chores, John logged in on the Internet. The front-page news was still mostly about the COVID-19 virus. He wondered was he not here on his island, could he have gotten sick from this disease? Going through the other news articles, he discovered a follow-up to the ranch mystery authorities were looking into.

Investigators Believe Arson And Kidnapping Behind Explosion In California Dessert

"San Bernardino County Sheriff's Department and Barstow Police announced that Fire investigators had determined the cause of the intense fire that destroyed a ranch about 20 miles west of the city. Traces of thermite, made from aluminum and ferric oxide, was reportedly discovered as part of the components of what some officials are calling a military-type firebomb explosion. Officials would not confirm reports that parts of a triggering device were found among what some are saying is a pile of ashes from once was a large six-bedroom, three-bath ranch home. Once ignited, thermite can melt steel. No human remains have been found, leading authorities to suspect the destruction of the ranch was a cover-up, possibly involving the kidnapping of the three boys that had been placed in the foster family care. Adding to that speculation was the fact that the caseworker of the boys in question, and responsible for placing them at that foster home, disappeared shortly after the explosion and has not been located. Although no one would officially go on record, a conspiracy has been rumored. An all-points bulletin has been issued for the foster family and caseworker and an Amber alert initiated for the three missing boys."

Chapter 20
Trouble: East and West

John leaned back in his chair and covered his face with his hands. He couldn't believe that a wonderful 24-hour boy lover's dream at Kalauka Island was being replaced by a second nightmare. First, Lam Sin's influences this close to Paradise Island, and now this recent development in California.

His mind traveled back four years ago when he sat in a jail cell after being charged with molesting their son by Joshua's parents. He chastised himself for letting his cock rule his head. He had a beautiful 9-year-old blond-headed boy that wanted to spend time naked with him, enjoying the new feelings his young body was experiencing for the first time. John, after two years of no real sexual contact, didn't use common sense. He should have paced his time with the boy to not draw any suspicion. Instead, he wanted as much time with the naked boy as possible, constantly inviting the 9-year-old to his home. Of course, his mother, for whatever reason, started curtailing her son's visits. It was then that Joshua shared his secret with his brother.

Now, he wondered if he had made the same mistake. As soon as he saw the three boys for the first time, he lusted for them. Although it seems that the boys were happy with what was turning into a sexual lifestyle, the consequences were being felt: from Lam Sin to the west of him, to the authorities in the east. He had Aukai, and after yesterday's visit, he now knew he could have any of dozens of boys on Kalauka Island for his enjoyment. Maybe, he should have sent the boys back to California that first day.

"Oh no!" came a voice from behind that startled John back to the present. Mike was standing by the chair, leaning over, reading the news article. "We're screwed." Mike turned around and left before John could say anything and a moment later, both Matt and Chris were reading the disturbing news. The same look of depression and fear that was seen a short while ago on, Mike showed on the boys' faces.

Twice in a short span of a few hours, it was time again to calmly discuss the new revelation and its possible effects on all four of them. "Now sit down guys and let's discuss this," the man commanded. Taking their seats, John tried to logically go over what was read and try to ease their apprehensions. He needed some self-assurance himself. "The article just means they don't know what happened to you. They have to assume you're alive and hidden somewhere until they either find you or your remains. That's why the Amber Alert, in case anyone has seen you. Is this possible? Could anyone have seen you leave the ranch?"

The boys shook their heads no. They were whisked from the ranch to the ship by helicopter. Except for the pilot who wore a helmet and never looked at the boys in the darkened cockpit, only the Captain and the cook, who brought them their meals on the Sea Queen, ever saw them. "So right now, the authorities have no idea that you're thousands of miles away." The boys had to admit that was true.

"Now let's say the worst that can happen is that Mrs. Janice, Bruce or Kevin was found. What can they tell the police?"

It was Mike who was starting to understand where John was getting at. "That we were put on a ship heading to Singapore."

"Exactly! They have no idea what the Captain of the Sea Queen did by putting you in that lifeboat. Right now, they probably think Lam Sin is having all kinds of sex with each of you. And they are now spending the big money Lam Sin paid them to get you three to him."

Matt then put forth his question. "But if the police find out we went to Singapore, won't someone come looking for us there?"

John thought about that a moment. "If Lam Sin is as powerful and rich as I'm suspecting he is, there'll be no trace or record of you ever being on the Sea Queen. I'm sure he keeps whatever boys he has there well hidden."

Pausing for a moment trying to make sure his next words weren't offensive sounding, he then continued. "You three are orphans with no family. I read some time ago that hundreds of children are reported missing every year in the United States. Who knows how many are abducted in Europe and Asia. I'm sure every one of them has parents or relatives constantly asking the police for any news. Who is going to ask about you? What I'm saying is that my guess, like children without parents or relatives, your disappearance won't have the authorities looking as hard for you as those children with family. If they do find out you were sent to Singapore, they'll ask the authorities there to see if they can find you. I'm pretty sure they will give up once they get little or no help from the local law enforcement, especially if Lam Sin has the influence I think he has based on what little I've heard about him so far. I'm sure you'll probably be given up for lost. The reason you're in the news is because of the mystery of your disappearance and the involvement of Mrs. Janice and her sons."

John saw it had the desired effect the man had hoped for. He started seeing the boys relax some and the apprehension disappearing from their features. "We'll monitor the news from California and see if there's any danger. But I imagine after maybe another week, there'll be nothing to report. It'll just be another case of missing children to add to the many others they are already looking for."

John looked directly at the three boys. "I'm not being insensitive, but I want you to be scared. You may be safe here on my island, but nothing changes outside. Some evil men think of boys as objects, things, and toys for their pleasure. They don't care if you're frightened. They don't care if you cry and beg them to stop. And when they get tired of you, they threw you away, never to be heard from or seen again.

"The four of us have a unique opportunity here." Chuckling for a moment, John continued. "Paradise Island and Kalauka Island are our Disneylands of sexual fun. You three are the luckiest boys in the world. The Captain of the Sea Queen didn't have to risk his life to save you. He probably knew what awaited you in Singapore, how Lam Sin treated his boys. He couldn't bear to see that happen to you, so he put you in that lifeboat. Landing here was luck; if he had miscalculated the current by even one degree …" leaving the rest unsaid. The boys knew they would have died in that lifeboat. "So although the world is full of men like Lam Sin, thankfully, a few like your Captain are around to counter such evil."

"And you the way you've helped us," Chris put in, getting murmuring agreements from Matt and Mike.

"Why do men like Lam Sin treat boys like that? We now know that any kind of sex can be fun," Mike added, getting a nod from Chris and Matt.

"It's hard to explain, Mike. Most men, like myself, see young boys as beautiful creatures, a sexual delight that can only be enjoyed while they are young. Also, they are not dumb kids who can't think for themselves. Even if they have never done anything sexually, they know what sex is all about. For most, the curiosity is there to learn and even experiment. As such, for the most part, they are treated kindly and given the same pleasures as they wish to give to a man. The very few, like Lam Sin, see boys as just a means to satisfy themselves.

"As I said, some get perverted enjoyment watching a boy cry in fear and pain, begging the man to please stop. I imagine with Lam Sin, once a boy has become so numbed that he doesn't feel anymore what's being done to him, and Lam Sin isn't getting the reactions he wants to see, the boy becomes worthless and he turns to another very frightened one." John thought the three were realizing more and more how close they came to living such a hell as would have awaited them in Singapore.

"Unfortunately, those types of individuals in America are the ones making the headlines in the media, thus making it appear that any man who loves a boy and wishes to extend that love through sex is a monster, a sick and deviant person that should be locked up and never let loose again. I would bet almost anything that many, many boys would crave the opportunity to learn about sex in such a loving manner. But in America, especially, parents have been brainwashed to believe their children should never learn anything about sex and, more so, experience it physically until they are adults.

"Even schools are putting fear inside each child. Why? For fear, more than anything else, prevents boys from reaching out to older men. Not of the men themselves, although care must be taken that they know and completely trust with whom they will share such sexual love, but of being discovered. The thought of having parents, schoolmates, and the public aware of what you were doing is more terrifying than anything else."

"What did Joshua go through when his parents found out what you and he had been doing?" came from Matt.

"When I first got arrested, all I could think of was myself. I guess it would be called self-pity. I lost my job, my home, my pet, and any friends I had. I felt my whole world coming to an end. It wasn't until my attorney informed me that Joshua had denied everything and was refusing to testify against me. Even though he had told his brother what we had been doing, he wouldn't admit it to his parents.

"My lawyer told me there was a chance that the case could get thrown out as there were no witnesses and Joshua refused to talk, but he also pointed out that what his brother would reveal, plus all the time Joshua and I were together, could make very strong circumstantial evidence for a conviction and a long prison term. Better to put him away a long time than chance he would molest another child again. He suggested I think of a plea offer and save Joshua and myself any further hardships. I did.

"While in prison, I heard rumors of Joshua's father beating him for not testifying and calling him all sorts of names. Later he divorced his mother and left town. Hearing that hurt a lot. He's nine-years-old and was going through hell at home because of the love he had for me.

"I was helpless. We weren't allowed to communicate with each other in any form, so I never could find out why he did what he did and apologize for what he went through. After my release, I thought of seeing him, but there was too much hatred and animosity toward me, so I crawled into a shell and kept out of sight."

After some silence, Mike was first to speak, "You went through a lot for Joshua."

"And he went through a lot for me," returned John. "I'm sure he was constantly being reminded of what a terrible person I was to do those things to him."

"That's probably why my parents kept telling me over and over again that having anyone touch me is bad and that the person doing it was evil," revealed Matt.

"Today's society, Matt, hasn't come to accept that sex is not an unspoken subject anymore. Kids talk about it among themselves. I heard that social sites have kids sharing nude pictures of themselves with others. Almost everyone has a PC or cell phone cam, so you can privately chat with another boy for example, and do whatever sexually you want.

"How can a boy have so much exposure to sex and not want to learn and experiment with it? Some countries have lowered the age of consent because of the earlier maturity of children. Let them decide how they want to learn about their bodies! Sorry, I wasn't planning such a long speech. Being new to sex yourself and knowing what's out there in the real world, you have to be careful. Not every island is like Kalauka."

"Or like Paradise," Mike put in, getting a silent thank you from John.

"What was in that coconut shell you brought back?" Chris inquired.

"It's a special liquid formula the Kalaukans discovered from the vegetation on their island that prevents any body hair from growing or at least slows it down considerably so that you don't have to shave as often."

"I thought the Kalaukans didn't grow any hair anywhere?" Matt asked.

"They are pretty smooth naturally, but nearly every living being grows hair at least under their arms and in the pubic area. So this liquid slows or stops that," John enlightened.

"When I start growing hair, I want to use that stuff," Chris commented.

"Don't rush," John cautioned. "Those are signs of changing from a young boy into a man."

"But you like us with no hair anywhere, don't you?" Chris returned.

The man smiled, "Yes, I admit, a smooth hairless boy is my favorite, but if you want to let it grow, it's your body. It's not up to me to tell you what to do with it."

"But will you still want us if we do?" came from Mike, a serious tone in his voice.

"Why do I always get the hard questions?" John was asking himself. He thought a moment and then answered. "I will always love you guys, hair, or not, but we're getting way ahead of ourselves here. You will go through a lot of changes, physically and emotionally, as you get older. Decisions will have to be made and will always be for your best interests; let's wait and see." Pausing for a moment and then with a smile, "Who knows, maybe you'll still look cute as a hairy gorilla."

The boys started laughing. John felt that as long as they were happy here, they would probably opt to stay as smooth and soft as they currently were.

The boys got up and came to John wanting to hug him. The man rubbed his hand down each of the bare backs enjoying the softness of the flesh, getting a murmur from each as they felt his hands caressing them. Maybe this time, his cock's lust for these three beautiful prepubescent beauties would end happily.

In the distance came a noise that John recognized as the helicopter bringing the island's weekly supplies. Looking at the boys, he instructed, "Go put on some shirts; I'll go and meet Troy. Get the wagon to take the supplies back to the house. It'll probably take several trips, as there will be more food as well as more new clothes. The boys acknowledged that they understood and went to put on some clothing, glad that this was something only necessary in special situations, like now with Troy's visit.

John proceeded to the helipad and watched Troy gracefully land. Getting out, the young pilot greeted John. A moment later the boys were bringing a cart of coconuts that they found on the island during the past week and helped load on the craft. "I see John ordered more clothes for you. You'll be the best dressed young men of the islands." The boys gave a smile. Little did Troy know that the opposite would be true? They would be the sexiest naked boys of the islands. Troy pointed out the boxes that contained what John had ordered. The three began loading the cart.

"Troy, if you're not in a hurry, I want to talk to you."

"Sure, I'm anxious to hear about yesterday."

"Let's go down the beach a little way," as the two started walking along the shore. After a few minutes, both sat on the sand. There was silence for a couple of moments as both enjoyed the sounds of the waves ending their journey on the shore. John gave the pilot copies of the two Internet articles about the explosion at the ranch. When Troy had finished reading, John gave him a brief outline of the boys' story at what happened at the ranch and how they were destined to end up with Lam Sin, but instead landed on his island."

Troy was silent for several moments. Looking at John, he spoke, "I appreciate you sharing this with me. What the boys went through sounds typical of the type of preparation Lam Sin would want before he gets his boys. As I told you my last visit here, Lam Sin is well known and feared, even this far away from Singapore. I've been thinking since our last conversation how this man is so perverted as to attempt a kidnapping thousands of miles away."

"I think it's just another trophy he can hang on the wall. It's like hunters in Africa with heads of various beasts just to boast how many he has killed."

Troy then kind of looked out at the sky, recalling some long-ago event. "Yes, I'm not surprised. Some of the island people claim their boys have disappeared. Those more easily obtainable nearer his base of operations isn't enough."

"Chief Haoa's 8-year-old son is one of them," getting a shocking look from Troy.

"Little Kauri? I see him almost every time I visit that island. When I didn't see the boy my last visit, I asked his older brother Aukai, but he mumbles something I didn't understand."

"Yes, Chief Haoa and Aukai are worried to death about what's happening to Kauri."

Troy, anxious to change the subject, asked his friend, "What about your Kalauka Island trip?"

"There isn't anything I can share with you. I was allowed to visit on the promise never to reveal or discuss with anyone what I saw of their people and culture. I can tell you this; they are not cannibals, headhunters, or offer human sacrifices. They are a wonderful group with a rich history that wants it as untainted as possible from outside influences."

"So you and the boys felt completely comfortable in their environment?

John could detect a little suspiciousness in that question, but he understood the nature of it. If the Kalaukan people were as wonderful and friendly a group as he described, why so much secrecy? "I know it sounds strange, and hopefully, I can share that information with you soon."

"Fair enough. Although you must admit that being the first outsider, and along with three newly shipwrecked boys, to enter and observe their lifestyle since their island was discovered 200 years ago is quite a feat."

Now it was John who had some big news to spring on his friend. "I'm taking some Kalaukan warriors this Thursday evening and we're going to that island where kidnapped boys are held and see if Kauri is there to rescue him and any other children. He gave Troy some of the details."

"Seriously! That's a very dangerous idea. Despite the fact you won't get involved besides providing transportation, something could go wrong. You could get killed. What about your boys?"

"Troy, you know what awaits those boys if they get to Singapore. If only one boy is there and can be rescued, I have to try to help.

"About my three boys, instead of calling me Wednesday, I'd like you to come Thursday and stay with them until I get back. If something does go wrong, I'll leave it up to you and them to decide their futures."

"Are you sure this is what you want? Can't the Kalaukans do this themselves? After all, it's one of their own."

"It's over 200 miles, Troy. They can't paddle that far. I promised Chief Haoa I would help. I now know that if the situation were rev ersed, the Kalaukans would help me."

The conversation abruptly ended as voices could be heard approaching the helicopter. Both men got up and walked back.

After taking a couple of wagon loads of supplies to the house, the boys gathered around the pilot to say goodbye. "You three are very lucky boys. You couldn't have landed on a better island with a better friend," getting nods of agreement in return. Looking back at John, Troy concluded, "I'll be back Thursday and do what I can to help," getting strange looks from the boys.

"Thanks Troy," as John and the boys said goodbye and watched the helicopter take off and head back to Majuro. When the craft was out of sight, the boys peppered the man about Troy coming here Thursday. "Let's talk over lunch."

Lunch was an animated affair as the three boys resumed sharing their experiences from the visit to Kalauka Island. "When will we be going back?" Chris asked.

'I don't know, Chris. We'll just have to wait for an invitation. I'm sure they'll want us back as soon as possible," and then the subject was changed.

"Why is Troy coming here Thursday?" came from Mike.

"I don't expect anything to happen to me. I'm just providing transportation for Chief Haoa and his men. I'll probably be on the Sea Ray the entire time, but if on the rare chance something does happen, I trust Troy to help you in deciding the best course for your future. Except for our sexual fun, he knows just about everything else. There's a radio on the Sea Ray and one here. We'll keep in constant contact."

The boys were quiet for several moments, "You'll be careful, won't you?" asked Matt.

"Why shouldn't I? I have three sexy boys to come back to," getting chuckles from everyone.

With lunch over, John got undressed, grabbed some towels, and headed for the hot springs. He realized it had been several days since the last visit there, accompanied by Chris, who teased him with the fact that he had a hairless body. Later he was to discover first-hand and up-close how true it was as he ran his hands over the smooth flesh in anticipation of feeling his cock inside the warm tight hole of the 12-year-old. As he came into view of the hot springs and Mike already sitting in the pool, he refocused his lust on the other just as smooth sexy boy waiting for him.

"What took you so long?" Mike asked. John explained that he made a second quick check on the Internet for any more news from California and had found none. "That's good," the boy stated with a sigh of relief. John stepped into the volcanically heated liquid and sat on one of the ledges just under the surface that served as a seat.

The water felt good and made John recall the numerous times he sat naked in this spring, like a warm bath, but outdoors. There were times he stroked his cock to eruption as his mind fantasized about pictures or stories he had recently viewed on the Internet. His cock was getting hard once more as on this occasion, it wouldn't be a fantasy, but a real-live hot-looking boy was sitting just a few feet away. Looking at the 12-year-old, he asked him what he thought of his first two weeks living with him on this island.

Mike paused for a while, giving a thought. "It's hard to describe, John. We landed here, not knowing where we were or what awaited us. We somehow escaped from Lam Sin, but I guess a little confused about the sex you wanted to do with us."

Looking directly at the adult, the boy continued, "I jacked off a lot when I turned 11, even though I was just having dry cums. I liked the feeling, like most kids, I guess. I read stories about men and boys, the love they shared, and how much fun the sex was between them and wondered what that could be like.

"With Bruce and Kevin, as we were running around naked, I even wondered if I would enjoy it with one of them, but now I'm glad it didn't happen and instead, my first was with you."

"Hey Mike, that would have been all right. Your desire is nothing to be ashamed of. You are now at that age where sexual feelings are very important. You may be young, but your hormones were bringing out sexual curiosity. With no family and not knowing how you were going to explore or experience those desires, Bruce and Kevin became an option to do something with another, even if it was a man – but I'm glad you held off. Now that you're here, do you feel you can now experiment with sex and enjoy it?"

"Oh yes!" the boy said excitedly. "Once I was sure you weren't going to treat us badly or force us to do something we didn't want to do, I wanted to have sex with you." Looking again directly at the grown-up, Mike softly added, "And I found out I'm liking it a lot."

"I'm beginning to believe that. You're the only one so far I've had the pleasure of having anal sex with twice. I'm proud of the way you offered yourself to Chief Haoa and then later again with Fau, but there's no schedule or rules that say you have to do this every time you're naked with me. There is such a thing as overdoing it. Maybe your ass is enjoying it now, but as you get older, the stretching may start having problems. Now I'm curious as to why you like something in your ass so much."

Pausing before saying anything, Mike shared an innermost secret. "When my parents were alive and I was in my bedroom like I said, I jacked off just about every day. I used to stick things in my butt, like a small carrot or cucumber; It made me cum harder. I wondered how it would feel when a man does it and he gets off inside me? Although I was a little sore the night you took my cherry, after the pain went away, it was also the best feeling I ever had. When you pulled out, I felt empty and wanted you back inside. I felt the same when Chief Haoa did it to me." Mike looked again at John and asked, "Does that make me weird or something?"

"Come here," as the man patted a rock next to him for the boy to sit on. Putting an arm over the shoulders, he told him. "You're not weird or strange. I envy those carrots and cucumbers you used." Mike gave John a gentle punch on the arm.

"Every human body is different," the man continued smiling, "especially with sex. If everyone liked to do the same thing time after time, I would imagine the routine would get boring and sex wouldn't have the excitement it usually does.

"As you know, my own experience has only been with two others. Roberto was more of a teacher, but Joshua allowed me to explore his body all over and see what he liked the most and to make sure I made him feel good every chance I got. I'm trying to learn that about the three of you, and since you read a lot of stories about man/boy sex, you probably know the best thing about sex with a boy is when a man can slide his cock inside the tight hole of his ass.

"It's like a glove gripping your cock and milking it. For a man, at least me, it's a fantastic feeling. Before you were in my bed that first night, I had to live with the memory of Roberto for six years and how that felt."

John paused for a moment, gathering his thoughts for what he was to say next. "I had mixed feelings about pushing the sex upon the three of you so soon after you landed here and what you had just gone through. I looked at all of you with lust the first day you landed on my island. I took a chance to share my past and its sexual connection hoping it would open the door for sex between all of us. It wasn't fair using the threat of the worst future either with Lam Sin or back to California to give you no options but to stay. I have to be honest and state that I tried to manipulate the three of you to satisfy my lust. A real pedophile behaves like that, not someone who first sees what the younger person wants. My consolation today is that now you, Chris, and Matt are truly happy here and that you feel 100% sure this lifestyle is what you want."

Mike stood up and stepped between John's legs, his cock tantalizing close to the man's mouth. "I'm glad you talked us into staying. You may think it's all sex, but we know you're also looking after us and protecting us. I don't know about Chris and Matt, but if you want what you said was a 'tight warm glove', you can have mine whenever you want. I want to feel your inside me stretching my ass and filling me up with your cum."

The man's response was to place his hands around and grab the ass cheeks of the boy and pull him closer as his mouth engulfed the now hard shaft of the boy. Mike's reaction was to place his hands on John's shoulders and savor the sensations his cock was experiencing as it slid into the wet cavity. He felt John's tongue wash over his stiff cock, then slowly sucking on it, creating the pressure that would soon build up in his balls.

Occasionally, the adult would stop sucking, taking the cock out of his mouth and licking the piss slit, pushing his tongue in as far as he could. He then licked the velvet sack of the balls, tenderly rolling its precious contents, sometimes putting the entire scrotum in his mouth. He also felt John's probing finger as his ass cheeks were spread and his tight hole entered.

John's feelings were a mixture of erotic sensations as well as relief. This was the most open he had been with Mike and now knew the boy not only enjoyed the sex but wanted to feel the man inside him as often as John could do it. As much as he looked forward to that pleasure shortly, the feelings of the young boy's cock in his mouth was just as fantastic. He felt it twitching as different sensations were felt as his mouth and tongue worked over the entire shaft, licking along its length.

When not in his mouth, one hand would fondle the marble size jewels in its soft hairless sack. He had one finger buried deep inside the lad's ass. The grip Mike had on his shoulders increased as the balls started drawing inside its pouch and the end was getting nearer. Mike's soft moaning of pleasure erupted into a shout, "I'm cumming John!" as several squirts of the boy's juice hit the back of the man's mouth. John withdrew his finger from the boy's tight hole to use both hands on the ass cheeks to support the frame of the 12-year-old as his orgasm caused his knees to buckle, almost causing him to fall into the water. Mike released his grip and leaned over against the man.

Helping the boy stand up, he asked if he was all right, at the same time swirling the sweet juice he had received with his tongue, enjoying its flavor before swallowing. The boy sat down by John. "Is this something I can feel every day?" he asked.

"I don't see why not. You have Chris, Matt, and me to help you. As long as you don't grow tired of it," as John watched with astonishment, the once soft cock he released from his mouth, after receiving its nectar, slowly getting hard once again.

"I'll never get tired of that," as Mike got out of the hot springs, spread out on the ground the towels both had brought and laid on his stomach, poking his ass in the air. "Now it's your turn to fill me up," the boy stated.

"Why have you gotten to love this so much? Not that I'm complaining, but you've had four cocks in you in less than a week and want more."

"You still don't think of me as weird or something?"

"Of course not," then smiling. "I think the four of us and our love of sex would seem pretty weird to everyone else. If it's okay with us, there's nothing wrong."

"Remember I told you how I watched a lot of porn on my laptop at home, especially men and boys?" getting a nod of the head from John. "Well, whenever a man fucked a boy, he always pulled his cock out at the last moment and squirted on his back or butt. I thought the main reason for fucking a boy was to shoot inside him?"

"In private, I'm sure it is. These were the movies you were watching. The camera can't show sperm shooting inside you, so to let you know how much the man enjoyed it, they film him getting off outside his ass. I'm sure when not filming, the boy is getting lots of deposits of a man's jizz."

"When Chief Haoa did it to me, he shot so much that it was dripping out of my ass even when his cock was still inside me. Even Fau shot a lot."

"Well, as I mentioned before, Mike, their whole society is based on providing sexual pleasure. They start learning at a young age so that when their bodies are ready to enjoy sex at its finest, it's a wonderful exchange. Compared to me, their six and 7-year-olds have more experience."

"So we have a lot of catching up to do," as the boy raised his ass even higher.

John didn't need a second invitation. Grabbing the hips, he brought it up where his cock could more easily enter. He took the lubricant he had brought with him knowing it would be needed and began to apply an amount inside the tight opening and on his rigid cock. He asked Mike if he was ready. Getting an affirmative response, John rubbed the head of his cock along the crack of the boy's tanned ass and then positioned its head against the crinkled opening of ecstasy awaiting his entrance. He started a steady pressure as he felt the gate of delight slowly spread open. In a moment, the familiar grip around the head of his cock was felt as the anal ring was open and seized its visitor tightly.

Getting only a slight grunt from Mike from the initial entrance, John slowly pushed his cock deeper and deeper into the boy. Once again, he was experiencing that incredible feeling of warmth and the firm grip around his cock. Once he was impaled within the 12-year-old, he paused. The feeling was so fantastic that he was afraid of cumming too soon. He wanted to enjoy this as much as possible, but he knew it was time to begin the ride to the ultimate explosion.

He started slowly sliding his cock outward until the head only was being grabbed; then it was pushed back in. Despite his desire to fuck the boy as slowly as possible, the sexual need to increase the friction and releasing its liquid treasure was too much. The rhythm increased and John found himself getting a better grip around the waist of the boy as he pounded harder and faster into Mike. The boy moaned 'yeah' and 'harder John.'

He saw that the boy was using a free hand to furiously stroke his cock. The combination of the two joined lovers didn't take long before it achieved its results. John saw several squirts shoot from the lad's cock. It initiated a rippling motion of the boy's anal muscles adding to the sensations of his cock sliding along the warm taut walls. That was the trigger. With one last shove that almost knocked Mike flat to the ground, the man blasted what he thought was the strongest eruption he could recall inside the boy's ass. His cock seemed like it would never stop jerking. He knew he had shot all he could, but the sensations his cock had received somehow caused it to continue pulsing as though it had more cum to release, although there was no more.

Finally, feeling it soften, he pulled his cock out of the boy to observe a steady stream of his white cum leak from the boy's ass. Some ran down the boy's inside thighs, while most, like a slow stream, splashed on the towel. John laid the remaining towels out and both boy and man collapsed, catching their breaths from their intense orgasms.

After John's breathing seemed to return to normal, he looked at Mike with a smile. The boy turned over and lay completely on top of the man, both bodies making as much contact as possible. Some of the cum leaking from the boy's ass dripped on the man's thighs.

"I thought you would never stop cumming! I feel like there's still of gallon inside me, even though my butt and legs are all sticky."

John looked directly into the eyes of the boy. "I didn't think I could either. Your ass just kept squeezing my cock as though it wanted more than I could give. How do you feel?"

"I loved it. It's hard to describe, but it feels good when something is inside. It acts like it wants to push you out but then can't wait for you to get back inside. When that happens, my cock gets hard and I want to cum as badly as you do."

"That's what makes joining even more enjoyable. I think when two people cum together at the same time, it's the best moment in sex two can have."

"When can we do this again?"

"I don't know, Mike. Remember, I still have Chris and Matt. I feel wiped out and wonder how I can do this two more times."

"You better start taking vitamins," Mike said with a laugh.

John smiled, thinking the boy was probably right. If Chris and Matt also turned into sex-starved boys, he wondered how he could ever keep up with their sex drives. "You know, Mike, the three of you need to do more together. As much as I love doing this, I can't have this intense type of sex two and three times a day. I'm not saying I'm old, but my body can only do so much. I'd rather have a great session like we just did and not push it too often too quickly. Then, when we're ready, it will be as wonderful an experience as you and I just had."

"You're right, John; I like doing stuff with Matt and Chris. We can do a lot among ourselves, but will you still fuck me as much as you can?"

"Wow!" John thought to himself. This boy was getting hooked into anal sex with him, but he admitted that if each session were as erotic and mind-blowing as what occurred a few moments ago, he certainly would have to start taking vitamins, maybe double doses! "I'd love to enjoy sex with you anytime we can," as the man rubbed his hand down the boy's back and over his ass cheeks, feeling the still wet results of his orgasm. "We better clean up and get back to the house. I'm sure Chris is waiting for his turn."

Jumping back into the hot springs, both rubbed hands over the other. Mike bent over so that John could splash water into the slightly open hole of his ass. He told the boy that this was just to wash the obvious mess and that both needed to take showers when they got back to the house. Using the one clean, dry towel that was left to dry as best as possible, they both walked back home in silence, each with his thoughts of the feelings they just experienced.

Chapter 21
Non-Stop Sex

Dinner was an animated affair as Mike went into detail about the sex between him and the adult. John felt a little strange eating while listening to the 12-year-old describe the sensations of the man's cock in his ass. He understood that the more comfortable everyone felt about the subject of sex, the more it would dominate much of their daily lives on this island. There would soon be no limits to the pleasures the four of them could enjoy. After dinner, John surprised everyone by saying he was going to relax on the porch before enjoying his time with Chris.

"Did I tire you out?" Mike asked.

"No, not really," the man quickly responded, "but before the three of you landed here, I never had a sexy boy to enjoy sex with, not counting Aukai's monthly visits. Remember, most of my free time was taking walks on the beach and sitting on my porch."

Leaning over to Matt and Chris, Mike said in a lower voice, "I tired him out. He just won't admit it."

Throwing his hands in the air, John laughed, "I give up. Yes, I'm worn out and I need to recharge for Chris."

"Good idea," Chris said with a smile, "I feel horny today."

"Oh Lord, I created sex monsters!"

John laughed again, got up, and headed to the porch. As he sat down and relaxed, he had to admit part of what Mike said was true. The boy had worn him out. The intensity of his ejaculation was one he had never felt before. It was as though every bit of energy inside him was directed to shooting one more stream of cum inside Mike's ass. Even with Roberto, he couldn't recall such force emanating from his cock while fucking the boy. But six years had since passed. And although he wasn't 'old' by any standards, the energy wasn't the same as when he was with Roberto. Not that he was complaining. He had to admit, as his eyes closed, that sex with the boys was reaching even higher levels of mind-blowing orgasms.

It was the touch of a hand against his chest that woke John up. He saw Chris standing there, a large grin on his face. "I was wondering when you were going to wake up. It's 9:00."

What! John immediately noticed it was dark outside. The sun had long set. There were a few times when he first lived here of laying on an inflatable mattress on the sand and sleeping the night feeling the soft cool air.

"Sorry, Chris," as the man got up and both entered the house. "Where's Mike and Matt?"

"They went to bed a little while ago. We watched a couple of your videos before deciding it was time to call it a day. I already showered. I'll wait in your bedroom for you." The man nodded his head. The shower helped wake him up and his cock started reacting to the excitement coming up with Chris.

Crawling in bed next to the boy, he turned his attention to the blond-headed boy and began to rub his hands along the smooth chest as the lad laid on his back, enjoying the sensations. John wanted this session to be a little slower than he had with Mike as it had started directly with cock sucking and then fucking between the two. He noticed the boy had wrapped his arms around the back of his head, exposing the hairless pits. John put his nose in one and inhaled the sweet boy smell and started licking, which caused Chris to state it felt good and tickled at the same time.

The slow exploration continued as the man kissed and licked along the neck and worked his way down the chest. He used his fingers on the boy's nipples, causing the points to stand up, allowing him to gently suck on them. Chris moaned with pleasure. As the boy's nipples were aroused, one hand worked down to stroke the hard cock standing straight up. He rubbed along the hairless pubic mound. John had always found that area of a boy above his cock was one of the most pleasurable spots he enjoyed rubbing along. He had shaved his pubic mound to get a similar feeling whenever he was jacking off. He next played with the ball sack and its contents. A hand slid under the ass cheeks as he sought the anal opening, rubbing a finger along the crease.

The 12-year-old, in the meantime, had closed his eyes, enjoying John's touch all over him. His nipples were sending erotic messages to his brain at the same time as his cock and ass were being fondled. His mind wandered to three years ago and the first time he was ever sexually touched when 15-year-old Bob had fondled him as they both took a bath together. Although he secretly admitted to himself that he enjoyed the episode, it was so brief that he had nearly forgotten about it until recently, the night John fucked him for the first and, so far, only time.

He wasn't sure if he could get hooked into being fucked as often as Mike wanted to be, but he did desire to return good feelings to John, and if his adult friend wanted to put his cock inside his ass, Chris would try to make it as pleasurable as possible. John then told Chris to turn over as the hands of the man rubbed his neck, down along the back, and gently squeezed his ass, occasionally spreading the cheeks apart to observe the small opening. The man even continued further, massaging the thighs and along the legs. John pushed the boy's legs a little further apart as a finger traced itself from the anal opening, between the legs and pushed inside the ball sack to the base of his cock. Chris thought his cock couldn't get any harder. The man then stopped and lay on his back.

"You feel so good, Chris," John finally spoke. Then he saw the boy's head bend over him and, in a return gesture, started sucking on the man's nipples. "Thank you. That feels wonderful." Chris's hand started stroking the man's cock.

"Can I make you cum this way?" the boy asked.

"That would be great. The last one to get me off by hand was Roberto, but if you do, we won't be able to do any anal."

"That's okay. We'll have plenty of time for that in the future."

The boy turned his body around so that he was lying on top of John in the 69 position. John's tongue immediately started licking and sucking on the cock above his face, while sliding a finger along the crack of the soft mounds and slowly pushing it inside. Chris occasionally licked the shaft of the man and even put the head inside his mouth, but mostly continued to stroke it as he felt his cock being sucked and the finger's invasion of his anal opening.

The man's licking and sucking on his cock was rapidly bringing him to release. He stopped working on the cock below him, squeezed his eyes shut, and felt his balls tighten up inside its sack as the first shots of his boy sperm entered the man's mouth. Chris' body shook with the orgasmic pleasure he was riding, wanting to feel his cock squirt as long as possible, but eventually felt it come to a dribble as the man released his lips. He rolled off the man's body and slowly started to catch his breath.

"You okay, Chris?" John said with a smile. "Where did you learn the 69 positions?" He had enjoyed the sweet boy sperm donated by the boy's cock. Along with Mike's ejaculation a few hours earlier, John was enjoying the sweetest reactions his tongue was experiencing, and there was still Matt to follow. Chris turned around so that his head lay momentarily on John's chest.

"Mike said he saw that at home on the Internet – we did it to each other. I discovered I could never get enough of that feeling," Chris stated.

It was beginning to appear that Mike enjoyed being fucked the most, and Chris wanted to journey through cock sucking orgasms. "I'm glad you enjoyed it. You boys have the sweetest cum."

"On Kalauka Island, Matt and I had a good time sucking and getting sucked by the other boys. My cock was so sore; I couldn't even touch it when I had to pee. But each ending was always as great as the one before. They sure knew how to make you feel good."

"Yes, that's what makes them such wonderful people. I'm sure they even went the extra length to give their guests the best feelings they could have."

"Now, I need to finish giving you good feelings," as Chris moved his head closer to the man's cock and started stroking again as John laid back to savor a young boy's soft hand along his hard shaft. He rubbed his hand along Chris' back as he felt his orgasm quickly approaching. Warning the boy of the pending ejaculation, the boy raised his head away and stroked even faster. John's mind floated to a time and place, a long time ago, when a 12-year-old boy stroked the man, giving him a great release, which later evolved to him fucking the Spanish lad. With a grunt, John's cock erupted, sending a stream of cum along his stomach. Chris continued rubbing up and down the shaft as he witnessed for the first time, not counting Bob, a man's sperm shoot out of its cock as the contractions got smaller and the cum began coating the boy's fingers. John had to stop the boy's stroking as the orgasm had ended and his cock was getting sore. Chris grabbed a towel nearby and cleaned his hand and then the man's stomach and groin area, inhaling the smell of the sex just completed. He again laid his head on John's chest.

No words were spoken for several minutes as both rested from their sexual pleasures. "That felt great, Chris," came first from John.

"I should have asked if you wanted to fuck me instead," Chris was raising his head, looking at John.

"That's not how sex works. It's not a book of instructions saying number one, do this, number two, do that. I came just as hard as if my cock was inside your ass. There are different ways of getting off. That's what we are learning each time we have sex – It's spontaneous. Whatever your body and mind feel, if this is the right time to do it, then go ahead. Odds are it will turn our just as wonderful as any other way of sex." Looking at the boy, he asked, "Do you not want me to get off inside your butt anymore?"

"No, that's not it. I liked feeling your cock inside me when you took my cherry. I just thought that since you had fucked Mike, maybe I could get you off differently."

"I'm glad you did. I told Mike we shouldn't get locked into a routine of just certain acts about sex, or it won't be as pleasurable as we would start getting tired of doing the same three or four positions. Like I just told you, we need to do something different to keep it interesting. The basics will always be there, sucking cocks and get fucked in the ass, but we can get off in other ways too, as we just proved." Chris nodded his head and laid it back down on John's chest.

***

How much time passed by was unknown, but it was the sound of Mike's voice calling them from another part of the house that woke the man and boy. They had slept all night. Both got up and marched naked into the kitchen. As soon as Matt and Mike saw the nude forms, they quickly shed their cutoffs. They had just fed the dog as she was eating from her bowl.

"Thanks for feeding Princess. I guess she has gotten used to all of you now as permanent members of the family," John stated.

The breakfast conversation covered all topics from the hopefully good news that nothing more had been printed on the Internet about their former home in California to the current baseball season and which was the best team. John explained that although the time difference made it difficult to watch the games live from the U.S., they should learn to use the recorder to tape the events and watch them later.

Afterward, everyone agreed, before the chores started, to go down to the shore just past the fire pit. They sat on the sand as the sun continued its travel across the skies, as it has for millions of years. It was a quiet group as the man and each boy quietly reflected on their thoughts of how much their lives had changed in just a little over two weeks.

After 45 minutes, John said it was time to do the daily chores. Matt came up to him and asked if he wanted to do sex with him as they didn't get a chance last night.

"Of course I do. I'm sorry time and energy ran out before we could do anything last night," getting a laugh from the boy. When Matt finished his chores, he found John on the porch and stated he was heading to the glass bedroom. "I'll be there in a little bit," the man responded.

John first checked the Internet. Thankfully, there was no further news about the ranch or fire. He thought, what else could they do? Unless they can connect Lam Sin somehow, there wasn't any lead as to who provided the materials to burn down the ranch. He was sure that Mrs. Janice and her sons were long gone somewhere in the giant continent of South America. He figured that by now, attention had been diverted to other kidnappings that had a better possibility of a happy ending. John thought about this Thursday and the rescue attempt of Kauri. It would be a long, dangerous 24 hours, but in this case, there would be a happy ending if the boy were found.

He found a flashing icon stating that an email had arrived. John figured it was from his accountant who managed his money detailing balances, investments, and so forth. Periodically he would send a spreadsheet so John could see for himself how his finances were doing. The man was good. Despite all the early expenses involved in getting this island, his remaining balance had been invested wisely and he had recuperated most of what he had spent. He decided to look at it after he was through with Matt. He saw Chris and Mike down the beach and told them he was going to be with Matt. They waved back and John stood a moment once again, enjoying the sight of two beautiful naked boys.

As John entered the glass bedroom, he found Matt sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at the sky as though reminiscing something. The boy was naked and John's nude body sat next to him. The man spoke softly, "I like especially coming here at night. With these big windows, you get a panoramic view of the night sky and its many pinpoints of light. I never get tired looking at the night sky. You know, I never learned anything about astronomy. I couldn't point out to you a constellation if my life depended on it."

"I can point out the north star and the little dipper."

"Wow!" John stated. "I'll have to get you a good telescope so you can do more stargazing. Would you like that?" The boy gave a weak smile and nod in return.

"What's the matter, Matt? Something's bothering you. Is it about sex? Remember, we don't have to do anything if you don't want."

Looking directly at John, Matt quickly replied, "Oh no, it's not that. I liked what all of us are doing and want to do more. I was just thinking of baseball."

"Baseball? You mean not watching any games lately?"

"No, I used to be in Little League."

"Really? What position did you play?"

"Shortstop."

"I bet you were good at it. I wish I could have seen you play."

"I went to Little League when I was ten and again last year when I was eleven. Mom and Dad were going to sign me up again this year, but the day before that was supposed to happen, they were…" as tears formed in the 12-year-old's eyes. "I miss them a lot," as he laid his head on John's chest and began to cry.

"It's okay, Matt," as John held the boy, gently rubbing along the bareback as he allowed Matt to vent his pain until he heard the sniffling as the tears ended and the boy then looked at John.

"You don't think I'm a sissy for crying, do you?"

"Of course not. I'd be worried if you didn't miss your parents. They will always live in your heart. Although I'll never get to meet them, I owe a lot to them and wish I could say thank you." The boy gave John a puzzled look. "Because I have such a wonderful boy here to love and I know he loves me. I can't replace your mother and father, but I'll try my best to give you all the love I can."

Looking at John, Matt gave a weak smile and said, "Thanks, I do love you too," as he once again buried his face on the man's chest. They both laid down on the bed, ready to begin another session of lovemaking.

Matt laid on his stomach. John saw some muscle growth on the thighs, not having paid much attention in the past. John figured probably from the Little League activities he mentioned. He guessed that although baseball was probably Matt's favorite sport, the boy was more than likely active in other outdoor activities. Again looking at the boy's ass and the separation between the two halves, he recalled how wonderful his cock felt inside the tight chute, spewing his load of sticky man cum inside. His cock was now rock hard and its tip was getting wet from the pre-cum. His lust was overtaking him as he laid his hand on the lad's buttocks and slowly began to enjoy the soft touch of such flawless delight. His finger slid between the crevice as it made contact with the gate of ecstasy. His other hand rubbed the backside, starting at the shoulders and working down. He wasn't surprised that his exploration caused the boy to turn over, open his eyes, and smile at the man.

"You want to put your cock in me now?"

Does a man dying of thirst refuse a glass of water? "I want that very much," as Matt relaxed on his back, his little cock standing up straight and hard.

John then used his hands to rub along the chest of the lad, asking the boy to raise his arms to enjoy the smooth pits. He tweaked at the small nipples, causing a little groan from the 12-year-old. He then slowly worked his way along the stomach, tickling the little innie belly button, down the stomach, and finally to the 3 1/2 inch [9cm] circumcised cock with its perfect mushroom head. "But first, I need my morning liquid breakfast. Can you provide some for me?"

The boy gave a big grin, "I'll try, but you'll have to milk it from me."

Without a word, John lowered his head and engulfed the entire cock of the boy, rolling his tongue over the entire shaft, while one hand played with the silk ball sack, rolling the cum-producing jewels within. Matt's reactions were immediate as his eyes closed and he sought to push his cock as far in the man's mouth as he could. John's lips were already making contact with the pubic area and he changed actions by constantly stimulating the young cock with his tongue and then going into a slow sucking motion, coaxing the young balls of the boy to give up some of its sweet nectar. The man's cock was leaking and he had to fight the urge to grab and stroke it. No, he wanted to cum inside the boy, not on the boy. John could faintly hear the low moaning of the boy as the 12-year-old grabbed the sheets and clenched them in his fists as he approaches orgasm.

"John, I want to cum. I want to cum so badly!" He kept pushing his cock into John's mouth as though if there was even a centimeter outside, he wanted it feeling the same sensations as the rest of his boy meat was experiencing.

John used his hands to reach under and grab the soft globes, squeezing, and caressing them, as he knew the boy was very close. He used a finger to slowly reach the puckered hole of the lad, rubbing around its edges. After each revolution, he stopped and applied pressure, urging the anal door to relax its entrance. A few attempts and his finger slid in, causing the boy to moan even more as both his ass and cock were riding on a cloud of sexual nirvana, the final step before release. He then felt the balls draw up into their protective sack and awaited the imminent outcome of his mouth's licking and sucking on the boy's shaft.

Without a word, Matt's body began to jerk as a huge orgasm rocked the boy. He continued trying to push his cock deep into the man's mouth. John continued sucking as he felt the cock jump, but then his reward came as a few small shots of boy cream erupted from the mushroom slit and to the back of the man's throat. He removed his finger and reduced the suction to match the every-slowing jerking of the small cock as it had done its duty to provide the 'liquid breakfast' the man desired.

Releasing the now softening cock as it shrank to a little boy's penis, John looked at the sweat-covered face of Matt, his eyes closed, coming down from the greatest sexual ride he ever had. Opening his eyes and looking at his grown-up friend, Matt summed it up. "I thought the first time you sucked me was great, but this one was way better. I thought I would never stop cumming. Did I squirt a lot?"

"More than the first time and just as tasty, I'm glad you enjoyed it. That's a wonderful way to share love between two people, regardless of the age difference. When two shoot cum during sex, it's an expression of a special bond or even love, they just shared."

Matt understood where the man was coming from. "I now hate the laws of no sex between men and boys. Why should we boys have to wait until we're 18 years old to have sex with someone older?"

"Exactly, Matt, but that's how it is today. We may not like it and sometimes we pay a price for such pleasure, but that's the way society is today."

The boy knew John was referring to his three years in prison for the relationship he had with a 9-year-old boy. Helping Matt to sit up, John hugged the 12-year-old and stated, "But on this island, our law is sex with anyone, regardless of age, and you only get in trouble if you don't enjoy it." That got a laugh from Matt.

Pushing away from John, Matt saw how wet the head of his cock was. "Did you cum already?"

"No, that's pre-cum. I've been fighting the urge to get off early."

"Well, you better fuck me before that happens," as Matt now felt comfortable talking about having the man's cock up his ass and stating that in direct terms.

John got out of bed and went into the bathroom. Not considering he would be having anal sex in the glass bedroom, he didn't keep any KY Jelly around, but he saw a jar of Vaseline and figured it would do as good. Returning to the bed, he had Matt scoot to the edge where his legs hung over the side.

"I'm going to let you see my cock go into your ass," as he lifted the boy's legs and had Matt grab his ankles.

He applied some Vaseline on the boy's entrance and a generous amount on his still leaking cock. Setting the jar aside and cleaning his fingers, he asked Matt if he were ready and the boy told him yes. "Don't think of the pain of that first time. There'll be some again, but not as bad. Try to think of the good feelings you're looking for." The boy nodded his head.

Lining the head of his cock at the small opening, he started to push. When Matt felt the pressure, he tried to relax as he saw the head of the man's cock slowly disappear as it broke the entrance. John paused to let Matt get used to once again its large anal visitor. The boy felt the pain, but as John said, it wasn't as bad and he knew this time he could handle it.

Getting a nod from the boy, the man continued his measured pressure as the tight opening of the 12-year-old engulfed each inch. Matt switched between the feelings of his insides being stretched open to the fascination of seeing a man's cock disappear into his ass. For John, it was just another great feeling of a warm sleeve wrapped around his cock. He was fighting desperately not to cum just from those sensations, as he wanted to fuck this boy. Finally, his pubic mound pressed against the small ass and John was totally inside the boy.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

"Yes. It's different this time. The first time, all I thought of was the pain. Now I was trying not to let any pain stop me as I got used to you inside. There's still a little pain, but it feels good like I want your cock inside me all the time."

"That's just another way of letting your body enjoy sex. I love the feeling of your ass squeezing my cock," John answered.

"Like this," as Matt clamped down on his ass muscles.

"Stop!" John laughed. "You're going to make me cum. I want to enjoy this as long as I can," as he slowly withdrew his cock and pushed it back inside.

Matt felt that emptiness he shared with John as the man's cock almost makes a complete exit, then slid inside, filling him up once more. He found his cock getting hard and wanted to stroke it but instead held his legs as close to his head, so his ass was almost pointing straight up, giving him the best view of the man's cock pounding inside him.

John began a steady in and out motion as he tried to enjoy the pleasures as long as possible. He observed Matt's young cock standing straight up, hard again. He took hold of the young tube flesh and started to stroke it, allowing the boy to have a double experience of being fucked and fondled at the same time. John knew he wouldn't last much longer. The grip along the entire shaft of his man rod was too much. What he hoped for was for both he and the boy to get off simultaneously.

Matt laid back as he allowed his young body to react to the pleasures he was receiving. He felt John's pounding into his small boy hole, getting stronger as the man was reaching the point of no return. His cock was reacting to the stroking fingers as he felt his balls draw up and knew that he too was close to once again ride the roller coaster.

Surprisingly, it was Matt who came first, his cock twitching within John's hand as another small amount of his youthful nectar coated both cock and fingers. This reaction caused the ass muscles to automatically clamp down even tighter on the man's cock and pushed him over the edge. John's cock jerked several times unloading a copious amount of cum inside the anal tunnel. John tried not to collapse on top of the boy as he rode his roller coaster ride of an exquisite orgasm.

It was a couple of minutes before both had resumed their composure. John's now soft cock plopped out of Matt's ass, followed by a stream of cum. It was then that he noticed his fingers coated with the boy's most recent ejaculation. Matt noticed it too. He grabbed the man's hand and brought it to his mouth and licked his cum off one of the fingers.

"I wanted to know what mine tasted like and why you liked it so much. I do make a nice tasting cum."

John just laughed and used his tongue to clean up the rest from his fingers. "Yes, you boys make the most beautiful cream."

As both laid on the bed recuperating from their sexual interlude, Matt was first to speak. "I never thought I would love doing this so much. When we landed here and there was talk of sex, I guess I kind of freaked out. I didn't think that where you pooped and peed could bring any good feelings."

"A lot of people think that way, Matt. That's why it's hard sometimes to break through that wall of fear, and sometimes disgust when thinking of sex in that way. I'm glad you see it differently now. As you get older, you may look at what we're doing today a little differently, but hopefully, you'll always remember these times as the happiest of your life."

The two laid quietly for a while, allowing their recent joining and result to continue rippling through their bodies. The glass bedroom had been built with a small shower stall, so John told Matt to go and shower first. After both were through, they would go to the house for lunch. As the boy got up, John smiled as he saw the sticky cream of his anal invasion coating both inside thighs. Yes, he knew he had cum a lot.

As the boy showered, John's mind wandered to three days hence when he would take Chief Haoa and his men to supposedly one of Lam Sin's private islands and see if there were any boys there to rescue, with the slim hope of finding Kauri. He couldn't help but shutter within as he realized this was going to be no ordinary trip, but to eliminate those men who oversaw the kidnapping and eventual transport of boys to Lam Sin in Singapore. Although he would not have any direct involvement, in any other country, he would still be considered an accessory to a crime, but he knew he had to shrug his fears and apprehension and think of the better good. He would always be an advocate of intergenerational sex but never using force or fear.

After Matt appeared from the shower, John told him to take the sheets from the bed and head to the house. He would join all the boys when he was finished here. The boy understood, and John proceeded to get cleaned up. As he got ready to brush his teeth, he savored for the last few seconds the sweet taste of Matt's young boy cream. When he sucked Roberto for the first time six years ago, he wasn't sure what to expect. He was pleasantly surprised that what spewed from the Spanish boy's balls was not bad tasting but quite good. He remembered the boy's laughter as John smacked his lips to indicate how much he enjoyed his first taste of boy cum. Although later he sucked Joshua, the 9-year-old was too young to produce anything and just rode the orgasmic ride to the conclusion. Aukai would be the next time the man would enjoy such nectar. He came to realize that all young boys would produce the same sweet tasting delight. Now he had an endless supply to enjoy. Yes, most countries would surely lock him up for sure. He looked at his features in the bathroom mirror and said out loud, "Yes, I'm a dirty old man, pervert, and pedophile…and damn proud of it!" as he laughed at his own words.

When he entered the kitchen, the boys were waiting for him.

"I'm hungry," came from Matt.

"Well, let's see what's for lunch," as John opened the freezer. "How about pizza?" That got an affirmative reaction and so a couple of large pizzas were inserted in the oven and the table set for the meal. While waiting, Matt shared his experience with John.

"We'll have to try that position," Mike said with a smile.

"We will, Mike. We have all the time to try whatever we want, and please let me know if I try something on you that you don't feel comfortable about. Remember, sex is your choice; there are many ways to enjoy it. I know I've said this before, but I'm glad we are all enjoying our lifestyle of sex. I feel like I'm the luckiest man in the world, having the three of you here. I never realized how much I missed a boy's love until first Aukai and now you. Aukai made it difficult because he could only visit me once a month, but I have the three of you 24-hours-a-day," as the timer chimed, indicating the pizzas were ready.

Mike and Chris again told John how much they enjoyed the sex they had with him and couldn't understand why the law was so strict against a man and boy doing what they want if both agree.

"Well, we covered that before guys," the man began. "It's the bad rep about those who hurt and force boys into sex that makes it impossible to have the sexual relationship we would like to have without fear of being discovered and going to jail. The 99% of the boys who would normally have a great sexual time with a man has to be 'protected' from those few idiots, thus the mentality of most societies today. Thankfully, on this island, we make our laws and sex is hereby granted, and encouraged, between any two or more people who want it." That got a hooray from the two boys.

The rest of the day was pretty quiet. Surprisingly, none of the boys asked for more sex. It seemed they wanted to do more on their own, which John approved and encouraged. When it got time for bed, the boys asked if they could use his king-size bed.

"All three of you together?" getting giggled from the boys. "Go right ahead. I'll sleep in one of the other bedrooms." T

he last sounds John heard before falling asleep were the boys' moanings as each reached orgasm. John smiled, wondering how much boy sperm was ejaculated.

***

"Thank you, Bill," a woman's voice spoke into her cell phone. "I understand the need to keep this information between us. I know this goes against client confidentiality and were hesitant about giving this to me, but I hope you understand why."

"I know you and your son went through a lot. My client shared his feelings about it to me several times. It's only because I hope this brings closure that I gave you his email address," was the male voice. "He probably will no longer wish to do business with me again if he finds out where you got this.

"You have my solemn word. I'll tell him I Googled the information.

There was a laugh. "I doubt he'll believe it, but when he realizes who has contacted him, that will pique his curiosity more than where you got his email address."

"Thank you again," as the woman terminated the call.

"You got it?" a boy's voice asked excitedly as he came into the room. His mother nodded her head, giving him a slip of paper she had written the information on. "You mean we can send a message to him?"

"We can, son, but again, I must warn you not to get your hopes up. He has no reason to answer or even trust us. He's a rich man now with a new life. Why would he want to remember the past?"

"When we tell him what we're going to do, I know he'll want to come."

"Son, it's been four years. You're 13-years-old now. He last saw you when you were nine. You've grown up; you've changed, as I'm sure he has, even more so after doing three years in prison. Why would he be interested in recalling what he went through because of us?"

"Because of Dad!" the boy spat out with hatred in his voice. "He forced you to tell the police. And he beat me to try to get me to testify against him."

"It's my fault," another voice entered the conversation – a 16-year-old boy standing close by continued. "You trusted me with a secret and I didn't keep it. I thought he was a dirty old man abusing you, and being my younger brother, I thought I was protecting you by telling Mom and Dad. I didn't know then how much you cared about him. A brother should know how to keep a secret, especially when it's from his younger."

The teenager walked up to his older brother. "I'm not mad at you. I know you thought you were protecting me. I had just told you about the sex and not how much I loved him. When I told that to Dad, that's when he started beating me and calling me all sorts of names."

Addressing her youngest son, the mother continued, "Listen, your father's gone. We divorced shortly after John went to prison. It's been just us, the three of us these past four years. I'll never forgive your father for how he treated you. Looking back, I believe he abused you the most in many cruel ways. I didn't understand at the time how you felt about John, even though you tried to convince me of how you cared about him, I was afraid of going against your father's wishes to press charges."

The boy came to his mother and hugged her. "I know, Mom, and if I need any proof today that you believe and love me, you just gave it to me," showing the slip of paper.

"All right, son, let's sit down at the computer, log on to your email account and see if between us we can convince John to come to visit us one more time."

"I know he'll want to come," the boy repeated. "I just know he will."

An hour later, a flashing icon appeared on John's desktop monitor, indicating an email had arrived for him.

Chapter 22
The Email

The sound of the crashing of the waves was the catalyst for waking someone up. Combined that with the birds flying overhead greeting the new day and the smell of the ocean, John's eyes fluttered open on this Monday morning. It took a few moments to become fully awake and realize where he was and what the last thoughts were before sleep overtook him the night before. He was in one of the hallway bedrooms, having surrendered his master bedroom and king-size bed to three horny 12-year-olds. As he cleaned up, he smelled bacon being cooked. It amazed John how quickly the boys had learned to prepare meals in the short time they had been on Paradise Island. The three greeted them as he entered the kitchen. Chris came over and laid a plate of breakfast for John.

"Thank you for fixing breakfast. Has Princess been fed?"

"First thing we did when we got up," Chris affirmed.

"Thanks again. I'll let you guys decide what you want to do today. I need to check with my attorney and financial consultant to see how my portfolio is doing. I may need to get a lot of cash quickly to get you guys your new identities as I don't know yet how much that will cost."

"Okay," from Mike. "We'll spend some time outside and come in later. We wore these shirts and pants for while we were cooking. When we're through cleaning up, we're going naked the rest of the day," getting a nod from both Chris and Matt.

"Good thinking. You can be naked anytime you want, but use common sense when there's a possibility of you getting hurt. It wouldn't be a bad idea to take some suntan lotion along. You wouldn't want to get burned in the wrong places," getting a laugh from the three as they agreed to the man's suggestions.

John finished his breakfast and headed to his computer and logged on the Internet. He quickly scanned the news and found no more mention of the ranch and the search for its occupants. Either it had become at this point a dead end, or it wasn't any more important a news item. Satisfied there was nothing new of interest he wanted to read, he logged into his email account.

A flashing icon reminded him that he planned to read this email yesterday but never got around to it. When he clicked on it to see who it was from, he stared in disbelief. It listed the sender as JoshuaG. John felt a lurch in his stomach. Could this be 'the' Joshua? How did he get my email address? And what could he want? His finger hovered over the delete button. As much as he loved the boy four years ago, it also included a past he didn't enjoy and rather forget. He had tried not to dwell anymore on what he went through and instead enjoy the blessings he had now with his three beautiful boys and new lifestyle. John stared at the return address. Maybe it was another Joshua, but he knew it wasn't. He moved his finger away from the delete key and hit enter.

"Hi, John. This is Joshua. I've been trying to find you ever since you got out of prison. I saw that you won a big lottery and am happy for you. I've missed you very much these past four years. I'm 13 years old now. Mom and Dad divorced, so it's just me, her, and my older brother. Mom is here helping me type this email to you.

"I know you won't believe this, but this is true. Mom wasn't mad about what you and I were doing. She knew you loved me and would never hurt me. You loved me more than my Dad ever did, but Mom was afraid of Dad because of his temper and agreed with him to press charges against you and send you to prison. I heard you accepted a plea agreement rather than go to trial and force me to tell the court about the things we did. When my dad heard about it, that's when he started beating me. I had told him I wouldn't say anything against you no matter what.

"I want to see you again. Mom doesn't think you have any reason to because of what you went through going to prison and that I'm 13 now and not nine like the last time you saw me. I don't know where you live now, but Mom said I could come and visit and stay with you for a while. She doesn't care what we do. So please, John, write back and say you'll see me again. I love you. Joshua"

John read the email three times. Then he printed a copy of Joshua's email, logged off the Internet and went to sit down on the sofa. Again, he read the note, dissecting each line. He tried to visualize the boy now at 13 years of age, but the fuzzy memory he had of him was at the age of 9. How he finally got his email address was no big matter. If a person hunts hard enough, he can locate anyone. There were so many sites that could find anything on anyone. Joshua was aware of his lottery winnings. Normally, that could raise a red flag, as maybe this was an attempt to get money. He recalled all the various schemes people tried to use on him when they found out he was now a multi-millionaire.

Was the boy's family using him for such a plot? Had Joshua's personality changed radically in the past four years that he was trying to use the relationship of the past to gain something from him today? He had heard from others of the divorcement of Joshua's parents. He had known the father but never in the light he heard about later, berating a 9-year-old boy and beating him for not cooperating with those assigned to prosecute the charges against him. It was the hearing of that news that made John decide to plea bargain.

It was the next statement in the email that John found fantastic. His mother now understood what had happened between him and the boy and today accepted it! To top it off, she was offering to let her son spend time with him, continue the sex they had before, and all with her blessings! He had known Laura, Joshua's mother, since before he was born. She always treated him kindly and saw how well he and Joshua got along. John babysat the boy and his brother a few times at their home when she and her husband wanted to get away for a few hours. He even recalled having some erotic thoughts about the older boy but kept them in check. When Joshua turned nine and started spending time at his home, one thing led to another. The noise of the boys coming back inside shook John from his deep concentration of the email.

"What are you doing?" asked Matt as John looked at the naked boy, whose tight little ass was such a pleasure the day before. Remembering the agreement of no secrets and being open with each other, he handed Matt the printed email.

"Wow!" was the first word from the 12-year-old. "Is this for real?"

"What's for real?" as Mike approached John and Matt. He was given the email to read. Chris came up standing by the 12-year-old and read the message too. A moment later, Mike said just one word. "Trap."

"Trap?" John asked.

"Sure. They know you have money, so they're using your old friendship with Joshua to see if they can get any from you. Probably tell you some story like Joshua needs an operation or something." John had just wondered along those lines.

"Well," John said with a slight grin. "They could have just come out and asked."

"Better chance if you saw Joshua in person and think of the old days," Mike returned.

"Blackmail?" Chris spoke out loud.

"Now blackmail? There's nothing I can be blackmailed for. I did my time and that's it. I live here with you guys on a privately owned island. I have no other secrets."

"What if they know we are here with you?" Matt slowly pondered.

"Impossible. Only Troy is aware of your presence and how you got here. No one even knows if the three of you are alive. Come on guys, you're grabbing at straws," John tried to reassure everyone.

"But why would Joshua's mother say you can do sex with him again?" Mike questioned the adult. "If you do it, then wouldn't you be in trouble with the law again or give her the excuse to get your money?"

Mike had a good point, John thought. He mustn't let what happened between him and Joshua, no matter what feelings each may still have toward each other, to cloud his judgment and make a costly mistake. No amount of money would help him if he were charged a second time for the same offense. He'd be lucky if he ever got out of prison.

It was the wise old Chris who summed it up. "You have us now, John. Don't we make you happy? Joshua was a long time ago, just like Roberto."

"You're right, Chris," the man admitted. "All of you do make me very happy. I'll always think of Joshua and the good times we shared, but it is history. Just as I got on with my life afterward, he needs to also. I'll send an email reply and that will be it," as he prepared to get up.

"Not yet," Mike said with a wicked grin. "We need your help first."

"Oh?"

"Yes, you told us we should use suntan lotion so that we wouldn't get burned outdoors," Mike began.

"So?" John wondered where this conversation was going as he saw mischievous smiles on all three young beauties.

"There are a couple of places where we can't reach and we need you to put the lotion there."

"And where are those unreachable places you need me to apply lotion to?" as John's cock twitched, seeing where this was going.

"Right here," as all three boys pointed to their soft cocks and balls, just a few feet away from John's face as he sat admiring the views.

"And those are the unreachable places you need me to apply lotion too?" John said with a smile, his cock continuing to grow harder.

He got nods from the three boys, who planned this little sex exhibition to play out in front of their adult friend.

"Well, I certainly don't want to see you get sunburned there. I wouldn't be able to taste any of your boy creams while you're healing," as Matt handed John the bottle of lotion and stepped in front of the man, the half-hard cock just inches away.

Squeezing some lotion on his fingers, he started applying it over the ever-hardening tube of the 12-year-old and the ball sack. Although he would rather have his lips and tongue go over the package of the boy, fondling them with his fingers was enjoyable too as he felt the cock reach its full length and looked up to see the closed eyes of Matt as he enjoyed the feeling. Thinking the boy was about to peak just from the fondling and stroking of his cock and balls, John stopped. Matt opened his eyes quickly and looked at the man.

"You look like you're getting ready to cum, and I want to be able to taste it when it happens, not seasoned with suntan oil," John explained.

Although he could tell Matt wanted to finish, the boy nodded his head in understanding as he backed away. Chris was next and another beautiful boy package was close up for the man's admiration. Once again, the lotion was applied as fingers rubbed up and down the shaft of the 12-year-old and slowly caressed the ball sack with its precious content. As with Matt, Chris stood there, enjoying the little electric jolts as his entire body was reacting to the stroking he was receiving. John felt Chris's body start to tense and stopped his fondling before the edge was reached.

"Please, John, I want to cum," Chris moaned.

"Later, Chris. Let's say this is a warm-up before you and I have sex again." John could tell the boy wanted to jack off and finish what the man had started, but willed himself not to and savor what he had just experienced. Mike was the last.

There was something special about this 12-year-old. He was about an inch taller than Chris and probably a few pounds heavier. His voice was slightly deeper in tone, which usually is a sign of his body changing. His chest was becoming more defined, a slim waist. Puberty had yet to sprout the hairs that would normally grow above this boy cock. The pubic mound was smooth and did not indicate hair growth beginning. His cock and balls were beautiful sights to behold; the shaft slightly longer than Chris, with a ball sack that dropped a little lower, displaying in its outline the two oval size contents. John's fingers enjoyed handling the youth's genitals as he gently rubbed the suntan lotion over the 'unreachable' places.

The next act caught everyone by surprise. Yelling, "Oh no," Mike's cock jerked and several shots of semen erupted and splattered John's face. The man's head snapped back instinctively before he realized it was Mike's cum that had hit him.

"That's not fair," Chris protested, "Matt and I didn't get to cum."

"I'm sorry," Mike tried to apologize. "I couldn't help it. John's fingers felt so good and the next thing I knew I was shooting." Then he looked at the man and started laughing as he saw the results of his ejaculation as the boy's cum was dripping off the man's face. Even Chris and Matt had to join in at the sight they saw.

John wanted to scoop the cum with his fingers and enjoy its taste, but since they were covered with lotion, he decided just best to take a shower. Getting up, he looked at the three boys, who continued to chuckle and said, "All right, your unreachable places are protected. Now let me shower; after lunch, I'll send off that email."

As John returned to the computer after joining the boys for lunch, he watched as the three naked youths went outside again. They were enjoying playing in the sand and splashing in the waves as they hit the shore. This time they put on some shoes, as they wanted to go further inland and maybe collect some coconuts which had fallen for Troy to pick up. As he logged on the Internet and opened his email program, John tried thinking of how to say one last goodbye to a boy whom he loved very much and whose sexual relationship had caused radical impacts on both their lives.

"Hi, Joshua. I was very surprised and happy to hear from you. I'm glad we were able to talk this one more time. We both shared a lot of good and bad memories of our time together. Although the last time I saw you, you were nine years old, I bet you're a fine-looking 13-year-old today.

"I appreciate your mother understanding how wonderful our relationship was and that she has no hard feelings about what we did, and even wants us to enjoy those times again, but four years have passed. I have a new life and so should you. You should be making new friends and planning for your future when you grow up. You and I will always look back to those good times when we were together sharing our special love. The memories will even be more precious when we consider the price we paid for it. You will always be in my heart and I will always love you, but we must go our ways and say goodbye. I know you've been waiting for four years in the hopes of us reuniting and I certainly didn't want to hurt your feelings, but later on, as you meet another 'special' person, whether it is a man or boy, you'll see that this parting was for the best. I will never forget you. John"

John read the message a couple more times. He hadn't expected to go through such emotions again, especially now that he had his new life and 'family.' He saw no point raising a boy's hopes when in reality, the current situation wouldn't work for a renewed relationship, even if it included sex. Taking one deeper sigh, he hit the enter key. 'Reply Sent' flashed on the monitor. He finally went to reading the just incoming email from his attorney and financial consultant. When he was through and logged off, he couldn't even recall what he read.

He decided to do laundry as several sets of cum-stained sheets needed washing. He tried to put the thoughts of Joshua's email out of his mind and look ahead to Thursday. He had to cover even the remotest possibility that something might happen to him during this rescue attempt. Except for the location of this small spot of ground north of Kalauka Island, no one knew how guarded it was, how many men lived or worked there, and what kind of defenses were set up. Anyone else seeing just a small group of men with nothing but arrows and spears attempting to take over such a place would probably call it a suicide mission.

John was no hero. He was shivering thinking of everything that could go wrong, but he also knew this was the right thing to do. In the eyes of the rest of the world, he might be considered a terrible person, enjoying sex with young boys, but he also had a moral conscience when it came to situations like kidnapping and forcible sex upon anyone. He had to admit that he and Lam Sin shared a common love for the wonderful sexual feelings in the company of a young naked boy. The main difference was 'choice.' Lam Sin didn't give his victims any.

As the afternoon moved along, the three boys finally came home, stating that they had gathered two wagonloads of coconuts for Troy to pick up Saturday. John thanked them and said he was sure Troy would appreciate the gesture. He showed them a printed copy of the reply he sent to Joshua and all agreed it was the best he could do. After dinner, John called the boys into the living room. They had showered and worn their cutoffs when they sat around him. John had a notebook tablet and asked them what was the last grade when they had attended school. He had to take their word that they were doing well in all the subjects and were ready to move on. All three had finished elementary school and were ready for the 7th grade.

"I'm kind of glad I'm doing school here," Mike pronounced. "This place is a lot better than a stuffy classroom." Chris agreed, but Matt's silence made John ask what was on his mind.

"I'm glad we're having classes here too. It won't hurt as much thinking of Mom waking me up and fixing breakfast for me, giving me my lunch and kissing me on my forehead as I left." There was a long period of silence as what Matt said made the other two boys think back.

John quietly spoke. "To be honest, I hadn't thought of that. I had guessed that your new lifestyle here had helped ease the pain somewhat of losing your parents, but little things like what Matt just mentioned will always be there to remind you of them."

"We will always miss them," Mike shared, "But just as you told Joshua about making new friends and planning for the future, that's what we have to do here. This is our new life and we have another parent, so to speak, to love."

"Thanks," John responded softly, then got serious again. "Okay, as soon as your new identity papers arrive, you get enrolled in school."

The boys decided not to pressure John on having sex with them and decided to go back outside, followed by the dog. John lay on the sofa, a flood of memories coming back he hadn't thought of in a long time. He couldn't help but turn back the clock. Four years ago, with Joshua, he waited until the boy went home before jacking off, not wanting to scare the 9-year-old with his first sight of sperm. He gradually prepared the boy for it explaining what happens when a man reaches his peak. Joshua ended up more fascinated than anything else and always wanted to see his cock explode, especially over the boy's body, coating him with the white cream. Joshua would laugh and smear the cum over his chest and stomach. Many times John would rub his cock in the crack of the small boy's ass, coating the crevice with its sticky results.

Another question entered his mind. John paid for this relationship with three years of his life. How did Joshua fare? Even though he was supposedly the 'victim,' the fact couldn't be forgotten that he had done 'nasty' stuff with a grown man. Did that follow him in school? Was he able to make any new friends? Probably not. Parents of the boy's classmates would not want to take a chance of Joshua planting any seed about sex into their child.

Joshua! He thought of those days when the two of them were together. He hoped his response to his email was correct. He tried telling himself he did the right thing, but a little guilt crept in realizing how patiently the boy had waited for four years to finally contact him again. Well, what's done is done. His perverted thought had just one last question: what did a 13-year-old Joshua look like naked today?

The boys left John alone for the remainder of the day. They knew he was thinking of Joshua and what happened to both of them; they weren't jealous. Joshua was thousands of miles away and they were here on Paradise Island. In a way, just as they needed time to grieve over the parents' death, maybe John never really grieved over the end of his relationship with Joshua. Dinner was quiet, and surprisingly, John was the first to bed, saying he was tired.

"I'm not tired," Mike said in a low voice. Want to do a three-way suck?"

Why not?" as the three boys lay on the carpet, their heads between the legs of another and a cock ready to be sucked. In between an occasional slurping sound, softs moans were heard from the trio. Not only were they trying to bring a boy to orgasm with their mouth, but at the same time feeling their cocks getting closer to releasing their nectar of boy cream. The boys, in such a short time of sex on the island, were getting acquainted with how long the others could last before shooting their loads, and within a few seconds, mouths felt the warm spunk of a preteen ejaculation. All three sat up and savored the liquid taste before swallowing.

Chris was the first to speak. "I guess Matt and I have yet to taste John's sperm. We should give him a blowjob soon to thank him for all those he gave us," getting an approving nod from Matt.

"Well, be ready. You know how much he filled your ass with. That's a lot. You have to swallow as fast as you can to drink it all, and a grownup's sperm is saltier. It's not the best-tasting you'll ever have, but I think we would get over it.

"Did you see kids drinking a man's juice on the Internet?" Chris asked Mike.

"Most of the time, the man just wanted to shoot over a boy's body or face, but I did see a couple of videos where a boy swallowed and liked it."

"It's just more new sex we're going to try with John," Matt summarized.

"Did you see how John felt after getting that email from Joshua?" Mike wondered.

"He should have left John alone. Maybe it wasn't his fault being just nine years old, but he knew what John went through for him. Wasn't that enough?" put in Chris.

Matt pondered a bit. "He doesn't know about Paradise Island. He doesn't know that we three live with him and that we have sex all day long."

"That's true," Mike agreed. "If he did, maybe he wouldn't be as interested in coming here. Maybe John should have said something in his reply about us? I don't want him thinking about that boy while he's on that dangerous mission with the Kaluakans."

"I agree," Chris finalized. "John told him no. I bet he'll feel better about it tomorrow. Then we can go back to having more sex fun," with Mike and Matt in agreement.

***

Back in California, the Barstow police along with the FBI, were still trying to piece together what happened at the ranch. Agent Slade sat across from Lieutenant Longer at the Barstow station and made his report.

"There's not much more I can tell you. You already know what the components were that burned the ranch to ashes. We have no lead. At this point, we have to assume it was smuggled in from overseas."

"All that just to burn down a ranch? The cost to do that would be more than the property was worth. Could the ranch have played some part in a drug distribution network?" Longer wondered.

"Nothing points to that. That ranch has been in the same owner's name for twenty years. If something suspicious was going on, I'm sure we would have reports and even surveillance on the property."

"All right. What about those who lived there?"

Agent Slade looked at his notes. "As you already know, Mrs. Janice and her sons were last seen boarding a plane for Columbia. From there, they had over two million square miles in Columbia and Brazil to hide in the Amazon forest. We'll never find them. The caseworker is in Thailand from what we know, also in deep hiding."

"And the boys?"

"One eye witness came forth and testified that he saw a helicopter land at the loading dock of a freighter. He saw three kids, wasn't sure if they were boys or girls, get on board the freighter. Records show the ship's name was the Sea Queen out of Singapore. It's registered to a shipping conglomerate controlled by a Mr. Lam Sin."

"Lam Sin. Somehow I've heard that name before," the lieutenant pondered.

"He's an unusual character. He's suspected of multiple crimes. Some include smuggling, prostitution, and money laundering. There has never been enough evidence to ask for his extradition. Talk is that he pretty much owns the country. By that, meaning everyone in authority. All look the other way for which he rewards them handsomely."

"Would three American boys be worth what he went through to bring them there?"

"That's the big question. We went through the background of those boys twelve years to the day they were born. Nothing showed up that would indicate what would make them so special as to kidnap them. They never met each other before they ended up at the ranch."

Longer got up and shook the hand of the FBI agent. "So, what happens now?"

"The bureau is turning this over to Homeland Security. They have the means and the personnel to follow this up in Singapore if necessary."

After the agent left his office, Longer pondered the news. There was more to this than meets the eye. There has to be some common denominator in all this. He had mentioned to Captain Hardwick of his suspicion of the boys being taken for sexual purposes, but again, that didn't make any sense. Why these three? Something was missing. Lieutenant Longer intended to find out.

Chapter 23
Surprise Visitor

The days were starting to become routine on Paradise Island. The three rescued boys had not only adapted to their new home on an island in the Pacific Ocean but also embraced the sexual lifestyle of their environment. There was no shyness, fear, or apprehension of being naked most of the day.

Mike, Chris, and Matt had found joy and happiness as their bodies continued to experience the pleasures of sex between each other and John. They realized how sexy they were to the man and many times teased him, grabbing their young cocks and waving them at him, or bending over, shaking their little asses. Of course, it always had the desired effect on the man as he realized he hadn't stayed hard for so long each day since the weekends with Roberto. It was difficult at times to concentrate on other matters when three hot looking hairless boys danced and tried to entice him with their gyrations.

When John awoke this Tuesday morning, he noticed he wasn't alone in the bed – a naked Chris lay next to him. The man smiled as he looked at the beautiful form of the preteen. Chris seemed to be the bigger exhibitionist of the three. The boy 'knew' he had a hot body and was learning how to use it in the daily sexual games. The blond hair and beautiful eyes gave a certain additional eroticism to accompany the smooth skin and its perfectly shaped boy cock. John reached down to gently fondle the tube flesh and its ball sack, which caused Chris to stir awake and look at John with a smile.

"I thought I woke up and heard noises from one bedroom. Were the three of you sleeping in the same bed last night?" was John's question, "although I don't know how all of you would fit comfortably in one bed."

The boy shook his head. "Only Matt and Mike shared the bed." Getting a puzzled look from John, the boy explained. "We had sex between the three of us until midnight. Then it was me who come here to sleep with you."

"Midnight! That must have been some orgy the three of you had."

A smile came from Chris as he tried to shake the last of his sleepiness. "Yes, we had a great time. I know I squirted a lot of cum, maybe even more than what I did on Kalauka Island.

The man could just wonder at the stamina of these young boys, having non-stop sex for two hours riding wave after wave of orgasmic delight. "Wow, I'm sorry I missed out on so much tasty boy cum you guys must have shot.

There was again that smile. "We thought about you and said we knew you would have liked our cum, but we liked each other's too."

"That's great. I love having sex with each of you, but I'm happy you find the same pleasures with one another."

The smile never left as though Chris had a secret he was withholding from the man.

"What?" John could sense there was something else.

"You know the game, paper, rock, and scissors?"

"Yes," was the simple response.

"In the end, we used it to decide who would come here and sleep with you and in the morning, give you a butt to enjoy when you wake up. Guess who won?" Then Chris raised his arms over his head, exposing his hairless pits.

"You did, huh?" as John enjoyed the view of the smooth patch of skin under each arm. Even though all the boys had yet to grow any hair and had the same hairless armpits, Chris had a special meaning for the man. It was this boy who teased him at the hot springs shortly after their arrival on this island and showed his underarms to exhibit the smooth areas.

"So I got stuck with you," John said with a smile.

Before Chris knew what was happening, John rolled on top of the boy, pinning his arms that were above his head on the pillow. There was a look of surprise on the 12-year-old's face at the act, but then he got a bigger shock when the man bent down and started giving raspberries under each pit. Chris started wiggling his body and laughing as each armpit received extra-long attention. John felt the boy's cock rubbing on his own lower body as the boy tried to escape the man's hold.

"Stop it! I give up!" with tears of laughter beginning to form. John released the boy and lay next to him as he then ran his hand over the chest and stomach of the lad. "That wasn't fair. You never gave me a chance."

"How much fun would that have been for me if I had asked your permission first?"

Chris slowly regained his composure as his breathing returned to normal. He saw John reach over to the nightstand and retrieve the tube of KY Jelly. He turned over to lie on his stomach as he presented his slightly tanned baby-soft ass for the man's anal invasion.

The bright sunlight entering the room gave a beautiful view of the boy's features as the man rubbed his hands along the back. He skipped over the boy's ass and continued to enjoy the thighs and legs of Chris. Using his hand, he spread the legs a little further apart as he reached under to fondle the stiff boy tube.

Chris raised his hips for easier reach as he felt the gentle stroking along with his cock and the fingers lightly touching his ball sack as he felt each of his two balls grasped between the man's fingers. John then withdrew his hand and gently pushed the boy's bottom back on the bed. Then the rubbing and squeezing began as the boy's twin globes of flesh were massaged and occasionally spread open to view the small cavity awaiting its visitor.

John wasn't sure, but based on his own recent experiences, figured what heightened the excitement men got when getting ready to fuck a boy was the sight of such a small tight opening and the eagerness of pushing their cocks inside, feeling that grip that only a boy's ass muscles can provide. He then applied the lubricant on his cock and around the boy's chute, slipping a finger inside to grease the entrance also. John closed his eyes as he aimed his rock hard pole at the gate of ecstasy and pushed.

Chris knew what was coming and relaxed his sphincter muscle as he felt the head of the man's cock spread its opening and enter. Even though this wasn't the first time his ass was experiencing the man's rod, there was still a slight pain as his body got over the shock of such a large visitor stretching him open. However, he noticed that the pain was less than before and figured that with future sessions with the adult, there would be no pain at all, but pleasure from beginning to end.

After a moment allowing the boy to get used to its occupant, John slowly pushed the remainder of his cock inside until his pubic mound made contact with the boy's ass. With his eyes still closed, he tried to concentrate solely on what sensations he was experiencing at that moment. His cock was entirely wrapped by Chris' ass. From the mushroom head to the base, his entire shaft felt the sleeve encircling his cock. He allowed the feelings to continue for a short while before beginning the slow stroking as the animal urge to fuck began to take over.

The 12-year-old could now feel, without the initial pain, that familiar filling as his boy chute took the entire length of the man's 6-inch [15cm] organ. He too had his eyes closed as the slight pain dissipated and was taken over by the pleasures his ass was feeling.

People may question the idea that a young boy would experience pleasure having his small ass stretched by a man's cock. Again, there's the right way and wrong way. Raping a boy by force would not only cause possible physical damage but emotionally could scar the lad for life. Done slowly, gently, and with love, the boy can ride the waves of ecstasy as his body translates the signals his ass was receiving into an ever-growing orgasmic release. Each push of the man's cock inside him caused his boy cock to rub against the sheets. He felt his balls drawing up into his boy sack and he knew the end was near.

For John, his total concentration was on the ripples of pleasures each stroke into the boy received. Like all men enjoying such a rare coupling with a boy, the thoughts were of this going on forever. Occasionally, he bent down and kissed the back of the boy's neck, tasting the sweat, as both bodies were intent on pleasing one another – the end was getting nearer. John's consolation, as his cock prepared to fill the insides, was that he had three boys willing to share their asses with him anytime. So, the sensations he currently felt could repeat itself over and over as long as his cock could handle it. He had now become familiar with a boy's moment of release as Chris' ass muscles seem to clamp down even harder, if that was possible, and the body shaking in convulsions as it released its boy sperm. It was the trigger as John's cock pumped and pumped, filling the temporary home of his cock with his man cream. It was like a message from the man's balls to the boy's ass thanking the lad for the ride and rewarding it with as much cum as possible. Both man and boy were motionless as their orgasms slowly died down. Even as his cock softened, John didn't really want to pull out, but his arms were starting to ache, and sadly he withdrew, seeing the same scene as the morning before with Matt in the glass bedroom, a slow stream of white cum exiting from the boy. He lay down beside the boy.

Chris slowly turned to face John, looking down at the cum-stained sheets and his pubic area wet from his ejaculation. He could feel the wetness inside his ass as well as the leaking from within. A slow smile spread across his face. "That was great! I didn't think each time could feel better, but it does."

"How does your ass feel?"

"My butt feels empty now, but I can feel a lot of your cum inside me. I like that new feeling," as the boy lay back on his stomach. John got a closer look at the opening that just a few moments ago had been stretched to accept its visitor. It was starting to return to its original crinkled taut self. The closed orifice was now keeping whatever cum left within.

"I came a lot, but I always do when my cock is inside you guys' sexy asses. Mike told me the same thing about feeling empty. It's the beauty of the sex and the joining between us. My cock feels like a boy's ass should always be wrapped around it just like you feel you should have a cock to wrap your ass around." Taking a pause, John then asked the boy, "So, tell me more what the three of you did last night."

"It was like the night we spent on Kalauka Island. Each of us came twice as we got sucked by the others. Then we came two more times as we fucked each other."

"Four times in two hours? Fucked each other?"

Chris nodded his head. "We wanted to see what it was like when we felt a different cock inside us. Of course, it didn't stretch us as you can and the cum isn't much, but it was still fun and something we knew we could do when you're not available. All of us said our cocks were sore from cumming so much. That's when we decided to see who would sleep with you and have sex when you woke up."

All John could do was shake his head. His past experiences with Roberto concluded when both he and the boy got off once each meeting. There was never a multiple orgasm session. Even with Aukai's monthly visit, there was long slow foreplay before it was climaxed with a great amount of cum. But this was something else knowing he had boys, at the beginning of their sexual education, who had the stamina to enjoy one sex play after another, each resulting in boy cream shooting from their young nectar-producing balls. His regret was not having the same sexual energy. He also knew he didn't have to wait an entire week, like with Roberto, or an entire month, as with Aukai, to have wonderful sex with these boys. Having sex with one or all of these stunning angels once a day was fine with him. Once they realized and understood that it was their bodies to enjoy and share, however they wanted, it became an open floodgate of sexual bliss.

John recalled when he started introducing Joshua to man/boy sex that maybe the 9-year-old was too young to understand the new feeling his preteen body was experiencing. Then he recalled an article he read several years earlier that made him understand boys even more. It stated that "a boy is not like an innocent little puppy. Boys have plenty of knowledge about life, the universe, and everything, but adults tend not to listen to them. This innocent puppy syndrome represses the boy's social, sexual, political, economic, and emotional desires. Boys are not taken seriously and are expected to conform to a society in which they can't question its validity.

A boy is a sexual being. Therefore, boys should have the right to explore any aspect of sexuality they desire to engage in. Why do parents, politicians, and police feed guilt into sexually active boys? Many people have been destroyed because of intergenerational relationships. (Later on, John would certainly relate to that) Some people could offer the world a lot if they had just not been persecuted for being different. Burning witches (or in this case, pedophiles) is a pastime that is just regaining popularity in the States." It was this article that the man was thinking of when he had told his new family members that he believed more boys would be sexually active if it weren't for parents' repression of those feelings, the unfair legality of the laws today, and the fear of being arrested by the police, the ultimate embarrassment.

Once again, cum-stained sheets were removed from the bed for the washing machine, as both John and Chris went to separate showers to clean up. Joining Matt and Mike at breakfast, the subject seemed, not surprisingly, about sex. John heard once again, in more detail, how each boy was able to get the other off.

"We started with a contest," Mike explained. "It was to see who could get the most cum from the one they were sucking."

John looked questioningly at the 12-year-old, "And how could you tell who won?"

"We couldn't," the boy responded with a smile. "We called it a three-way tie." Then Mike shared how each boy had experienced one another's cock in their asses and cumming once again. "We all took a late-night shower before we decided who was going to sleep with you and let you fuck him when you woke up."

John gave a big grin. How different had life changed here in two-and-a-half weeks? He then suggested that after the chores were done, the four of them should take a walk together along the shore around the island after lunch. That got the approval of everyone.

Had anyone been within viewing distance of the shoreline of Paradise Island a couple of hours later, they may have been astonished to see four figures, a man and three boys, walking along the sand, talking and laughing, all completely naked.

Upon their return to the house, John talked with each boy separately to get a deeper grasp of the topics covered so far in their school education. Although the boys would continue schooling through the Internet, textbooks and other school supplies would be needed to supplement their studies.

John thought back to Troy's concern that prolonged living on this island without any outside interaction could turn this isolated location into a prison. John didn't feel that way, as the Kalaukans was the best introduction to another society with plenty of boys and girls their age to make friends with. He also hoped that with new identification, maybe they could travel on trips and see new places and other different cultures. Right now, after less than three weeks, it was just a fun, sex-filled environment, but how long could that last? His cell phone then rang as John was curious who was calling.

"Hey John, it's me, Troy."

"Hey Troy, this is a surprise. You're a couple of days early. I was going to call you tomorrow to remind you to come here on Thursday."

"Oh, I know that. This is for another reason."

"Really? Nothing serious, I hope."

"Not at all. But I have beside me a VIP who wants me to take him to your island."

"VIP? Who is it?"

"He wants me to tell you that he's 12-years-old and recently passed the 'Rite of Manhood' test, whatever that is."

"Aukai!"

"Yes, I'm here on Kalauka Island on my usual supply run and he met me and asked me to take him to you. Hold on; he wants to talk to you."

"I did say please," the boy's voice came through the phone.

"Aukai, how are you? Of course you can come here. What are your plans?"

"Father said I could stay until Thursday when you come to my island and bring me back." Almost 48 hours, John thought, with four sexually active, beautiful boys!

"Let me talk to Troy." A moment later, John spoke again. "Is bringing Aukai going to disrupt your delivery schedule?"

"It will be a slight detour, but even if it did, I would still do it for my friend. We can be there in less than 30 minutes."

"Great! I can see you today and again on Thursday. As long as you're bringing Aukai here, I'll let you know what's planned."

"Fair enough, be there soon," as the connection ended.

Aukai was on his way here. In a way, it wasn't a surprise as he did invite the boy over, but he wasn't expecting it this soon, especially with the rescue trip just two days away. Well, adding another boy for sexual fun will help distract everyone from the dangers ahead come Thursday evening. He called for the boys to come to the living room.

"He's coming here?" Matt asked, excitement in his voice.

"Yes, we're all going to be students as he shows us some new sexual techniques we can add to the ones we already have. Now get dressed and get ready to greet Troy and Aukai when they get here."

It wasn't long before the familiar sound of Troy's helicopter could be heard as the craft approached the island and softly landed on the concrete pad. John could see Troy motioning for Aukai to stay put until he shut down the engine and the blades slowed. He jumped out of his pilot seat, came around and opened the door for the Kalaukan boy.

"John!" as the boy nearly knocked the man over as he jumped onto him.

"Aukai, what a surprise!" The three boys surrounded the young visitor and greeted him. "How was your ride here?"

"Being his first ride ever in a flying craft, he was petrified," Troy said with a grin.

"I was not," Aukai shot back. "Just making sure I had a good grip on the seat."

Everyone laughed as the boy gave a sheepish grin. "Well, you're here safely and we're going to have a wonderful two days together," John began. "Now I know you've been inside my house before, but I want my boys to give you another tour. I need to talk to Troy for a while."

Matt, Mike, and Chris nearly dragged their new friend up the incline, heading toward the house, as John and Troy walked a little ways away from the copter.

"Your boys made new friends on Kalauka Island very quickly. I don't know what the secrecy is that the Kalaukans guard so jealously, but whatever it is, your boys seem to have adapted quite easily."

"Well, as I mentioned to you before, they are a wonderful group of people that want to be left alone. They want their evolution to proceed at their pace, not dictated or pushed upon by any outside source."

"I've known Aukai since he was born when my father would take me along on his deliveries. All this time, he seemed like any normal young boy. So whatever life he and the Kalaukan people have, it certainly doesn't affect their warm personalities."

"You're right. They are great people who love their children and look after them," as Troy gave John a quick look as that comment came out of nowhere. "

"I had no idea. There was never a hint of anything wrong when I was on their island."

"It's part of their desire to protect their secrecy while looking for a solution."

Troy stopped walking, looking at John. "And this trip to Kalauka Island Thursday is still a go?"

"Yes. After dark, I'm taking the chief and some of his warriors where it is believed his son may be at, and possibly other kidnapped boys. We're going to rescue whoever's there and shut down that place."

Troy was silent for several moments. "Since you first told me this, Saturday, have you given any further thought to what you might be walking into?"

"We're hoping the element of a nighttime surprise will give the Kalaukans the advantage."

"You sure you won't be in any danger?"

"I'm not participating in anything onshore. All the chief wants me to do is take them there and bring them back."

"And you're not worried about repercussions from Lam Sin?"

"Hopefully, he'll never know who was involved?"

"Boy, John, you move fast. In less than a week, you get invited to a society so closed no one's been able to get into for who knows how long, and now you're going on some sort of covert mission against Lam Sin? What happened to peace and being left alone?"

"I know, Troy. If I had a crystal ball and could see the future, I may not have purchased this island, but fate gave me three wonderful boys to take care of, and I can't be selfish and ignore a father's agony over what has happened to his son."

"All right, John, I understand. I know my father anguished while I was in the hands of Lam Sin. So, the schedule is still the same?"

"Yes. Come over early afternoon Thursday and stay with the boys until I return." John was quiet for a moment. "If anything should happen, there's a sealed envelope on top of my desk with instructions. Can I count on you to follow my wishes?"

"I pray you'll be back safe and sound, but you have my word I'll carry out your instructions. Thanks for sharing that with me. I've got to go and get back on my route. I'll see you Thursday."

"Thanks, Troy, this means a lot."

As Troy's helicopter faded from sight, John took a deep breath. His friend was right. He was going against a criminal empire whose influence stretched throughout Asia and the South Pacific. He chuckled to himself as he headed toward the house. "And I thought being a former prison inmate was stressful."

As he climbed the steps to the porch, John could already hear shouting, laughing, and giggling from inside. When he walked into the living room, he shouldn't have been surprised at what he saw. Four naked boys were already playing some sort of grab ass as each tried to pull on someone's cock.

"You guys didn't waste any time, did you? Look, we have two days ahead for all the sex we can handle, but I need you to get serious for a moment. Let's have dinner and then get a bonfire going."

Even though the next 48 hours should be one of the best days of everyone's lives, he also thought to two days away when he would transport some Kalaukan men to an island, supposedly owned by Lam Sin, to see if any boys were being held there; Chief Haoa clinging to the hope his son, Kauri, was among them. John knew that this wasn't some sort of video game. Real lives could be lost, even his. He knew he had to make arrangements for the boys in case something happened to him.

After dinner, as they all sat around another large bonfire along the beach, John, now with Aukai present, once again reminded the boys of the upcoming mission to help find Aukai's brother and his contingency plan. "I know that everything will be alright on this trip, and Chief Haoa will keep me away from any possible harm. The element of surprise at night will be our greatest asset. I know I will be home Friday night to enjoy a wonderful time with my new family."

"But?" came from Mike.

"I'm not repeating all this to scare you. You're not babies, but I would be irresponsible if I went along thinking there was no risk. Troy will be here Thursday and stay until I get back. I must prepare in case anything does go wrong. What I plan on doing is asking Troy to take you to the Kalaukan village where you will live until you decide what you want to do. Your identities will still be protected and I'll instruct Troy to make sure everything I own goes to the three of you, including this island."

"But that won't happen, right?" a small voice came from Matt.

"Of course not, Matt. You're my new family, but I also want to make sure you're safe and secure. Look on the bright side; if you do end up on Kalauka Island, you'll have all the sex you want and learn new things even I don't know."

Chris got up and came to the man and hugged him, "I don't want to learn new sex without you."

Then came Matt, "I don't want to lose another parent," really touching the man's heart.

"Hey! Hey! We're getting too serious now," John tried to brighten the situation. "Remember, I'm staying on the boat while Chief Haoa's men are on the island. My job is to take them there and back. I'm just a taxi driver." Chris and Matt nodded their heads.

Then Aukai spoke. "My father promised me that nothing would happen to John, and when he makes a promise, he keeps it."

There was a little conversation after that, and as the fire started to die, everyone headed back to the house and got ready for bed. Mike asked if he could sleep with John and the man agreed. Aukai, Matt, and Chris would make their sleeping arrangements.

Later, in a darkened bedroom, John ran his hand down the smooth fresh-smelling form of the 12-year-old. Mike asked John to suck him off, which the man was willing to do, always enjoying a nice young cock and its subsequent reward of liquid pleasure. True to form, it wasn't long afterward when his efforts were rewarded when the boy shot several blasts into his mouth. John was certainly hooked on boy cream. It had been years since he first tasted such delight from the 12-year-old Roberto. Unfortunately, Joshua was too young for anything but dry orgasms. So, he looked at these new boys as opportunities to catch up on all the delicious youth nectar he had missed for so long.

John thought Mike was going to turn over and offer his ass to be fucked, but instead, the boy asked for a night off, as his hole was somewhat sore from so many anal visitors for the past several days. John understood and wasn't disappointed as he had already enjoyed an anal ride with Chris when they both woke up this morning. Both gave each other tight hugs as Mike spooned against John's back, his cock already hard again and pressed in the crack of John's ass. The man thought for a moment that the preteen was going to try to penetrate him, but Mike was soon asleep. John smiled as a thought crossed his mind that maybe he was too old to be sleeping with teddy bears, but no teddy bear could feel so good snuggled up against him as a young naked boy.

Chapter 24
An Emotional Decision

"Leave me alone!" came the voice from behind the closed door.

"Joshua, you can't stay in your room forever. You didn't eat dinner last night and breakfast this morning. It's lunchtime, come on out and eat and let's talk."

"I'm not coming out, Mom. Not until John comes to see me."

Laura looked at her older son, throwing her hands in the air. "You try talking to him, Donnie. Maybe he'll listen to you."

Standing by the door, the older boy spoke softly. "Listen, bro, I know you're disappointed he won't come, but as John said, you can start a new life."

Pausing for a moment, he looked at his mother, his facial expression indicating she wasn't going to like what he was about to say. Hardening his voice, he began, "Look, Josh, I'm not gay, but I accept you for what you are, but damn it, I'm don't want a pussy for a brother."

"Fuck you, Donnie!"

Both the teen and the mother were taken aback, never hearing the 13-year-old use such language at home before. Laura looked at her older son. "I don't think that was a great motivational speech."

"I was just trying to help, but he better get out of that room soon, I'm not doing his chores!" as Donnie walked away.

Laura didn't know what to do. She warned Joshua there was a good possibility John wouldn't come to visit. He was polite in turning the invitation down but suspected there was a lot more behind what was written, probably still hard feelings about spending three years in prison.

She had no idea that the rejection would trigger her son to behave like this. She tried to understand that Joshua had waited four years, almost a third of his life, for the chance to be with John again. Although he was doing well in school academically, he had very few friends and had kept pretty much to himself. Now she began to wonder if she should have started a long time ago directing her son's emotional attachment to John in a different direction; new interests, new friends, less talk of sex. Her son may not have wanted to resume a relationship that ended four years earlier. And if he was curious that John cared after all these years, this might have made this email from him easier to accept.

Laura could hear it now from a child psychologist berating her for allowing a young boy to develop such an emotional, physical attachment to one man, an outsider, and the man who molested her son. Still, it was too late now to worry about that. She could only think of one possible course left. She went to her computer and began to compose another email. She would try one last personal plea to John.

***

Wednesday was another beautiful day, as John awoke to the smell of breakfast being prepared. He turned to see Mike still lying in bed with him. The bright daylight gave the boy's ever-growing tanned body an extra erotic look. Mike was lying on his back, his smooth features and delectable looking package a delight to behold. He spent a few moments admiring the sexy form of the 12-year-old, just letting his eyes absorb the beauty lying next to him, resisting the temptation to run his hands over the soft flesh again as he did last night.

"You like what you see?" was a voice that startled the man. Mike's eyes were still closed, but he had a big grin on his face.

"Ever since I first saw a soaking wet kid the day he landed on my island," John smiled in return.

Mike opened his eyes. "Really? You thought I was sexy looking right then?"

"You bet. It was like Santa Claus answering my Christmas wishes to bring sweet sexy-looking boys to play with."

"But this is July."

"Santa knew I couldn't wait until December, so he came early," as John started fondling the flesh of the boy.

His fingers circled the small nipples causing the points to harden. Mike took a deep sigh as he enjoyed the feelings, his cock getting hard before John's hands had reached them. For the next several minutes, silence enveloped the bedroom as the man continued his exploration of Mike's body. He slowly caressed, squeezed, fondled, and otherwise enjoyed the very act of such a smooth hairless boy to enjoy. John considered himself a touchy-feely person who can get sexual satisfaction just by the tender manipulation of one's hands on a young boy. As he stroked the hard cock of Mike, he noticed the pre-cum coating the mushroom head. He spread it over his fingers as a lubricant to jack off the boy. With the other hand, the hairless ball sack was gently rolled between his fingers. Mike closed his eyes again as the familiar sensations started going through his body. His hips started jerking upward in timing with the man's fingers.

"I'm going to cum, John."

The man thought about wrapping his lips around the soon-to-be-gushing boy cock, but instead continued to stroke the tube meat. Moments later, Mike gave out a cry as his young seed erupted. John had his hand over the head of the preteen's cock to capture as much of the boy cream as possible. It was this way that the man got to see the almost clear liquid as three strong shots, followed by a few dribbles, closed the book on another orgasm. Mike opened his eyes to see John looking closely at his sperm covered hand.

"Not a bad load," John commented. "Guess I better clean my hand," as he drew it closer to his mouth.

"Wait!" Mike exclaimed. "Let me eat my cum."

"You sure?"

"Yes, I want to make sure it tastes as good as Chris' and Matt's," as the boy grabbed the man's hand and started licking the little goblets of his nectar. John watched in fascination as Mike licked every drop from the palm and each finger. When he was through, he gave John a grin and announced, "I think my cum tastes just as good as Matt's and Chris'."

"Well, having enjoyed the taste of all three of you, I would say that it would be hard to find other boys whose cream was tastier than any of you three. I would call it a tie," as he echoed what Mike had said earlier about who came the most," getting a grin from the boy. "But today, you'll have competition as I'm sure Aukai will satisfy everyone with his supply of boy juice."

Mike agreed and stated he was looking forward to having fun with the Kalaukan boy. "I wonder what Aukai, Chris, and Matt did last night?"

"I'm sure they will share their exploits with us when we see them."

"What about you? How are you going to enjoy each of us?"

"I'm not sure, Mike. I'm just 24 hours from leaving here for Kalauka Island. I need to make more checks that everything is okay from my end."

Mike nodded his head. He could sense John's concern and even some nervousness about the trip to Lam Sin's island. He felt he was beginning to understand the man enough to think that he would rather be here enjoying the sexual excitement involving his young family. He also realized that because he was a boylover didn't just mean sex. A son of another family was in danger, and John knew since he had the means, he wanted to help in the rescue.

Both got out of bed, with Mike heading for the kitchen and the direction of the cooking breakfast. As he was showering, John figured Mike would have let him enjoy him anally again if he had wanted. "You just calmly turned away a chance to screw a nice ass? I guess sex here is becoming so commonplace that you know you can have it any time of the day or night," he chuckled to himself as he got serious again thinking about tomorrow.

"You suck!" came from Chris, wrapped in a towel, directed toward Matt.

"What? Now? Right here?"

"No, stupid, the way you're fixing the eggs. You're not scrambling them right." Aukai sat at the table, laughing at the antics as his new friends tried to cook breakfast.

"Good morning, guys," John, dressed in cutoffs, greeted the trio. "What's the problem?"

"The eggs are cooking faster than he's scrambling. It's starting to look like a giant omelet," came from Chris. John went over and helped Matt.

"You're doing fine, Matt. You either have to stir the eggs faster or lower the heat, so they don't cook as quickly." The 12-year-old nodded his head and continued.

"And how are you this morning, Aukai?" as John admired the boy, wrapped in his sarong, his upper body still looking very sexy.

The native 12-year-old gave John a grin. "It's different. I grew up living in a hut, animal furs and feathers as my bed, mostly on the ground. That's why on those trips when I came here, I wanted us to feel your bed when we laid together. But last night was so different, being dark outside, lying on what I think you told me was called a mattress. When I was here before, we were only on it a short while. Sleeping all night on it was different. I had a hard time getting used to it – it was too soft."

"I thought the way your mats were set up in your huts was comfortable for me," John shared, "but being spoiled, I guess I would not be able to sleep on them night after night. I'd want my mattress. I can see it being the same for you."

"But he liked it," Chris chipped in, "especially when one of us joined him and we began to play with each other," getting an agreeing nod from Matt.

"Maybe 'where' we have sex is different from where you do it on your island, but the pleasures are still the same," John added.

"True," the native boy replied.

"We learned something important about him," Matt decided to share.

"And what would that be?" John was curious with a smile.

"His sperm tastes real good," Matt stated with a smile.

"See," as John looked toward Mike. "There's more boy juice to enjoy."

"You've tasted him a few times already, haven't you, John?" Chris asked.

The Kalaukan boy gave a grin as the man answered. "Yes, I have, and he has tasted me. I think I can safely say there will be getting a lot to drink today."

During breakfast, Chris was surprised when told that John didn't start the morning and take the opportunity to enjoy the young ass of his friend Mike. "Are you okay?" he asked.

"Of course. I know now, that unlike in my past with Roberto and Joshua when I had to have it when it was available, I don't have to have sex the moment my cock gets hard. The beauty of the four of you here is I know that when the desire to enjoy sex hits me, one or all of you will want it at the same time too."

The boys seemed to understand. They had just entered an entirely new world of sexual freedom and delight. Their youthfulness and stamina provided energy to enjoy sex more frequently and recuperate faster after each orgasm, ready to go again.

"Poor John. He just can't accept the fact he's getting old," Mike said with a smile.

"Well, maybe," the man smiled in return, "but be warned that when I return, I am going to screw the shit out of each one of you." That got laughs from all present.

Matt came up to John and asked a question that caught him off guard with its simplicity and child-like curiosity. "Will the four of us ever have sex together at the same time and called it an orgy? You used that word once before."

John couldn't help himself and started to laugh, with Mike and Chris joining in. Matt looked a little perplexed and was even beginning to feel embarrassed. John grabbed the 12-year-old and hugged him. "It's okay. That was a good question. I guess none of us thought of that before. What do you think, guys?" looking at Chris, Mike, and Aukai. "What do you say, guys? How about the next time the five of us are together, either here or on Kaluaka island, we have an orgy?"

"All of us having sex with each other at the same time?" Mike asked, with Chris and Aukai nodding their heads in agreement.

Releasing his hug and looking into the eyes of Aukai, John asked. "Do you have orgies on your island?"

Aukai couldn't help but give a big grin. "I've been in one with eight other boys. You, Chris, and Matt, were in one when you visited us. Don't you remember everyone sucking everyone else?"

"That was an orgy?" Chris couldn't believe it.

"Because it was your first visit, it was done where there was light so you could see. Normally we go into an empty hut and in the dark have sex. That way you don't know who you're sucking or who's sucking you."

Matt smiled and nodded his head. "The three of us have done stuff together, but we always had the lights on. We never thought of doing sex in the dark. What about you, John?"

"I never gave it much thought. With both Roberto and Joshua it was in a well-lit room.

Aukai then made a final statement. "You don't have to worry who it is you're with. Everybody is the same. You're together to have a good time and," giving another of his big grins, "Shoot and drink lots of boy milk."

"I agree. We haven't broken down any last barriers there might have been about doing sex with one another. It doesn't have to be only in the bedroom or some private spot on the island. As you participate in the sex, it can be just as much fun and pleasure, no matter how many are involved or where you do it. How many are involved isn't what makes the sex enjoyable. Sometimes being a spectator is hot. In fact, would you feel comfortable if the next time I want your cute little butt, Mike and Chris were watching?" The boy replied he wouldn't mind and would even find it exciting.

"Some times, though, the intimacy needs to be there. So two of you may just want a special time alone. You'll want to share the love as well as sex. This may sound strange, but kissing and saying sweet things to one another can be part of sex. Boys aren't usually keen about kissing other boys. It can make love as important as the sex itself. We've talked about being a family and the love involved with that, but loving one another is just as important. It's a special kind of love you feel, as you lie naked with each other. When all of us just want to have plain old sex at the same time, then we can call it an orgy," as he saw the boys seem to agree with that.

"Well, it looks like we need to get started on our chores." Matt and Chris went to the hallway bathroom while Mike and Aukai went to the one in the master bedroom. John cleaned up the kitchen from breakfast. The man was surprised when Mike appeared after just 10-12 minutes naked.

"That was quick. Where's Aukai?"

"Still in the shower. He loves it in there with the warm water. Can't they take a warm bath on Kalauka Island?"

"From what I understand, they have a small tub they can use that they fill with water heated from the fires, but only for the very small children. At a certain age, you get used to bathing yourself in that pond we saw."

Mike nodded his head. John walked up behind him and wrapped his arms around the naked boy.

"What was that for?" a surprised Mike asked.

"No reason. Just that I'm glad you're here and that I love you. You and the others have given me a new life since your arrival."

"You're not going to kiss me, are you?" backing away from the man.

John laughed. "No, not this time, but you never know when!"

Mike then got serious. "I didn't think I could have a life like this. First, I lose my parents, and then there was the possibility of living with Lam Sin. I tried to act bravely at the ranch. I never let on to Matt and Chris, but I was so scared. I tried not to show it to them, but I was," as he leaned his head on the man's chest.

"All three of you have been through a lot. Hopefully, the worst is behind us, and we can enjoy life the way it was meant to be. When I knew I was going to prison, I was scared too. In there, you can't show fear, or someone will take advantage of that and use you. Many men there were either blackmailed or forced to be a sex object. It was like Lam Sin except it was all men. I heard some terrible stories about young-looking inmates being forced to suck cock or get fucked. If they refused, they were beaten up pretty badly. So, I know what it's like to be frightened."

"Are you two getting ready to have sex?" as the voice of Chris punctuated the air. He and Matt entered the kitchen looking fresh from their showers and wearing cutoffs and t-shirts.

"We were just sharing a private moment," as the man stepped back away from Mike. "Get started on your chores while I clean up. Mike, why don't you put something on for right now," getting a nod from the boy.

When John entered the living room from his shower, he noticed the boys were gone, probably checking everything outside. Aukai was apparently with them. He sat down in front of his computer and began writing down the supplies he would need to be delivered on Saturday. He was also curious if Troy had any information on getting new identities for the three boys.

He turned the monitor on and noticed the message 'You have mail' on the screen. He logged on Yahoo and once again felt that feeling in his gut that he had yesterday when he got Joshua's email. This email, though, was from a LauraG, which he knew was Joshua's mother and one of the two parents who pushed to have him sent to prison. Like before, he knew he should delete it and not read the contents. After all, he sent his final email with his decision and the reasons behind it. He could see no need for further explanations. But again, as he did before, he hit the enter key and the message popped up on his screen.

"Dear John. We received your email. I expected this type of response from you. I understand completely and, in a way, agree. It was a difficult time for all of us. I told Joshua when we wrote to you not to hold too much hope in seeing you again and that he needed, as you implied, to move on.

"Unfortunately, I underestimated my son's reaction when he read your message. He ran to his bedroom and has refused to come out. He's been in there the past 24 hours and won't even eat. I've never seen him so withdrawn before, not even during the weeks his father was beating him to get him to testify against you. I can't ask for outside help as the situation revolves around a sensitive past, as you can understand and appreciate. Some would probably still suggest my son needs serious counseling due to his "abusive" childhood.

"I'm not asking that you resume your relationship with Joshua, although what he told you was true that I would have no objections to him spending time with you again. But if you still decide not to resume any further contacts with him, could you please come and tell him in person? I believe that he would accept, sadly I know, your reasons if he heard it directly from you. We can meet at a neutral location for a short time, and that will be the last contact all of us will have with one another. Please consider this final request. I know you loved my son and still want to help him move on in his life. Thank you. Laura."

John closed his eyes and shook his head. "Not this time, Laura. I have enough going on and again starting tomorrow; I can't worry about your son's emotional state right now."

There was so much on his plate already, trying to get the boys' new identities, the rescue trip tomorrow with Chief Haoa and his men. He didn't need this distraction. He tried telling himself he wasn't responsible for Joshua's current state of mind, but he knew deep inside that it wasn't entirely true. He introduced him to sex, opening a new world of feelings for the boy's 9-year-old body. Those feelings evolved into a love relationship that was shattered when Joshua's parents found out, and he ultimately had to pay with three years of his life. The boy had never moved on after this experience, clinging to the one precious part of his life that he enjoyed so much, even though it only lasted a few months. His experience with sex had only been with John. He was now a handsome 13-year-old who was probably going through the normal sexual awakenings many teen boys experience. With most boys, that awakening usually involved seeking out someone to experiment and learn from. In Joshua's case, he was probably looking now for new lessons from the one teacher with whom he had felt comfortable with sexually and emotionally. Now Laura wanted him to face her son and explain that such could never be, that he needed to grow up and act like a normal teenager.

A normal teenager! John smiled. What would society think of his 'normal' boys living with him today? These weren't boys looking to explore the world of the opposite sex and engage in activities many boys their ages get involved with. These were boys who had discovered their sexuality and had expanded it to the fullest, faster, and deeper than most kids would. Yes, John being a boylover, influenced them, and their restricted environment on an isolated island contributed to living a lifestyle John knew they would enjoy if given a chance. He felt the boys wouldn't be happier living anywhere else under different conditions. So much for society's views that boys can't explore their bodies and enjoy sex until they reached a certain legal age.

Getting back to Joshua, he was now feeling more and more of an obligation to confront what he had started four years ago. If the boy was withdrawing himself to the point of refusing to eat, he would never forgive himself if Joshua's health was jeopardized. The boy had to realize that he couldn't depend on John as a crutch for his future. Laura and her son didn't know where he currently resided. So they wouldn't realize it would be a long flight to meet them. Even with that thought, he felt he should go, meet with Laura and Joshua, get things straightened out, and come right back to Paradise Island.

He had to admit that part of this reasoning was curiosity. What did the 13-year-old look like today? What parts of the past could, or should, be brought up in any conversation between the three of them? But what about the boys here, he asked himself? How would they react? Before he could pursue that thought, a voice from behind him came across.

"Boy, they don't give up, do they?" as Mike read the email on the computer monitor.

"It's serious this time," was the man's reply as he swiveled his chair to look at Mike standing behind him.

"You're not seriously thinking of going, are you?"

"I'm considering it."

"Please, John. I have a bad feeling about this. Isn't it enough we'll be worried about you tomorrow getting hurt or even killed. If you make it through that, then we have to worry about you getting blackmailed or going back to prison."

John had the boy sit on his lap. "I understand, with the losses and fears you shared with me this morning, that another traumatic event is scaring you, but you'll see, everything will work out fine. We'll put a dent in Lam Sin's kidnapping of native boys, and we can close the book on my past once and for all." Trying to put the boy's mind at ease while injecting a little humor, he continued, "Do you think I'm going to do something foolish so I can't enjoy your hot your little body again?" This got Mike to smile. "Now, I expect you to tell Matt and Chris about this email and that I'll probably be going. You have to calm any fears they may have, and while I'm away from both trips, I'm counting on you, and I have to know you can handle things."

"You can depend on me," Mike assured the adult as he wrapped his arms around the man.

"What's with the two of you hugging all the time?" as the voice of Chris came across as he, Matt, and Aukai entered the living room. "Why don't you two just go have sex and get it over with. I can tell that Mike wants a nice cock up his ass."

John smiled at Mike, who got off the man's lap. Mike then spoke, "Chris, Matt, let's go out to the porch. I have something to talk to you about." Mike got puzzled looks from the two, but not getting any reaction from John, both bys followed him outside.

Then John looked at Aukai, "Have you enjoyed your stay here?

"It's been wonderful. You have a great family. I knew it when I saw the boys the day you came to my island, and I see it again now."

"You're not jealous, are you?"

"Of course not. I know now you won't have to wait a month before I come over to have any fun. You'll have lots here." Pausing for a moment, Aukai softly continued, "I feel very close to you, like a nephew to an uncle. You gave me my 'Rite of Manhood' test, and you're going to help look for my brother. I may have a real family at home, but you and your boys are my second family," as the native hugged John.

"Well, your visit isn't over. I saved the best for last as you and I will share my bedroom for some sex and sleeping together."

Aukai gave a big smile. "I know this time it won't hurt – it will feel a lot better."

After the Kalaukan boy went outside, John got back on the computer to look up airline schedules, car rental, and hotel accommodations. When he felt he had an itinerary he could manage, he booked everything and then composed his reply to Laura.

"Dear Laura. I'm sorry my reply upset Joshua so much. Like you, I had no idea he would take this to the point of his behavior today. I realize it's been four years, but he's not acting like the boy I remembered. My mindset is still the same that he needs to go on with his life and forget about me. But if me telling him face-to-face can be the only way he can accept this finality, I'm willing to meet with both of you one last time.

I have selected a restaurant nearby where we can meet. Hopefully, there'll be no problems with this COVID-19 I've been reading about. At the end of this email are the name, address, date, and time. I will see you both and hopefully close this chapter of our lives that cost all of us so much. See you then. John."

Chapter 25
The rescue (Part 1)

John leaned back on his chair. A trip back home, and to see Joshua! He never thought this could happen, especially so soon after leaving that state because of all that both man and boy went through.

He thought of the boy a lot while serving his three-year sentence, and more upon his release, wondering what the boy looked like and how his personality may have changed. He was even fearful that since three years had gone by, that the boy would now look at him with loathing as the man who molested him continuously for many months. When he won the lottery and came here to Paradise Island, he tried to push Joshua and the past further into the recesses of his memories. Still, he found out two days ago that the boy didn't hate him for what had happened to him and was eager to resume their relationship, and now with his mother's permission and approval.

It was just too much to grasp. He now had his own family and the lifestyle he always dreamed of having. There was no room for old memories. Today and for the future, new memories were going to be made. The four boys came inside and approached John. "So you're going to see Joshua after all, aren't you?" Matt asked as he saw the flight schedule on the computer monitor.

"It seems like the best way to close that part of my life." He made several printouts of his itinerary and gave a copy to each boy. "I'm going to spend more time in the air than on the ground. As you can see, I'll meet them for a short while, get some rest at a hotel and be on board a plane the next day heading back here." Trying to lighten the situation, he added. "After three days, I'll be horny. Maybe, I'll even be able to cum twice, one boy after another." This got a laugh from everyone. "Now, let's have dinner and have one last evening, the five of us, toasting marshmallows around the fire."

Aukai gave John a puzzled look? "What is a marshmallow?"

"You never had marshmallows?" getting a shake of the head from the Kalaukan boy.

"You're in for a treat," John commented with a smile.

Although dinner should have been a happy affair, the tone was serious as John once again covered everything they needed to know for the next 24 hours. Aukai was silent, not wanting to ask too many questions. He knew from his Father how dangerous the trip could be. Just as the boys could lose John, he could lose his Father. The boys realized that the man wouldn't be home tomorrow to join them in their evening meal and to say goodnight.

As much as John tried to convince them that everything would be all right, the boys were still apprehensive. All had recently lost their parents and were afraid of losing their newest protector and friend. John told them that as much as he wanted to call them frequently from his boat to assure them he was okay, he couldn't take a chance of their signal being intercepted and Lam Sin's island being aware of their approach. He knew he was stretching the imagination on this, but never having participated in such an undertaking, he was trying to cover all contingencies. "I've been watching too many James Bond movies," he told himself.

With the meal completed, everyone headed to the fire pit. Aukai saw the bag of marshmallows John was carrying. He squeezed the bag.

"You eat this?"

John couldn't help but laugh. At the pit with the fire roaring, each boy had a stick. They showed the Kalaukan boy how to put a marshmallow on the end and hover it over the fire. When it was cooked just right, they grabbed the marshmallow and ate it. Aukai, being a guest, did as shown, but everyone could tell he wasn't quite ready for an item like this.

"Hey guys, don't push Aukai," John began. "Remember he lives on an island where everything they eat is grown and raised on their land. Junk food is not part of their diet, right?" looking at the native boy."

Aukai had a somewhat guilty look, "We like potato chips."

Everyone started laughing and gathered around the Kalaukan boy. Aukai wasn't sure what the laughter was all about. John explained that they were glad he was a normal boy and liked some junk food too. Not quite understanding, but knew it was meant as a compliment, Aukai joined the laughter.

After the marshmallows were gone and the fire was put out, everyone returned to the house. The boys said goodnight as they proceeded to the showers, while John and Aukai went to the master bedroom. Recalling what Mike said earlier about how Aukai loved using the shower, John suggested they both take one together. The boy smiled at that idea. So, until John thought they would run out of warm water, both man and boy had fun, mainly washing each other. It was Aukai who come up with an unusual request.

"Fuck me here, John."

John was taken aback but realized the shower was large enough so that it could happen. Telling the boy to bend over, John used soap for lubricant. Bending his knees a little, he lined up his cock with the opening of the boy. He slowly pushed and then heard a grunt as the head popped through. Aukai supported himself as his hands braced against the shower walls. Being asked if he was okay, the boy told him to go ahead.

"I want to enjoy it this time."

Taking a firm grip on the boy's hips, John pushed and, for the second time, felt himself fully inside the Kalaukan boy. John tried not to recall the last time when the sudden impaling brought so much pain to the boy. Waiting for the signal to continue, the slow in and out motions gradually increased in speed. This time, John fucked a boy the way it should be as each thrust almost pushed Aukai against the wall. It didn't take long before John felt that now well-known feeling that his balls were about to burst. Lounging one final time, he emptied himself, filling the channel with a generous coating of his man sperm. As his cock got soft, he pulled it out, turned the boy around, and hugged him. "This is how I wanted to enjoy you," he said softly.

"I know you shot inside me last week, but I was hurting so bad I don't remember feeling it. I did now and it was great."

"Let's finish and dry off. There's one last act to do," John suggested.

That final act was a long slow sucking job on the boy's cock on the bed. After doing it several times with his boys, John was learning to watch the boy's body movements, to slow or stop when it seemed the boy was ready to cum and then continue. Doing that, he discovered that the orgasm was more intense for the boy, and it somehow produced a little more boy juice. That was the case with Aukai. When he told John he was ready to cum, the man slowed down and then resumed, bringing him closer to the edge. When he knew Aukai couldn't take it any longer, he continued until he saw the boy's back arch, his fists clench, and his preteen cock shoot its thanks.

A few moments later, when Aukai had caught his breath, he turned and hugged John. "That was great; I'll look forward to that again and again."

"So will I," as the lights were turned off and quickly, both man and boy were asleep.

***

Thursday began as just about every morning since John moved to the island. The sun was up, the ocean waves continued crashing on the shore, and the sea breeze made the temperature just right. When Aukai awoke, he noticed he was alone in the bed. Calling for John and not getting an answer, he put on his sarong and went to the kitchen. The sink had an empty cereal bowl. John must have gotten up early and already had breakfast. Aukai checked the porch. No one was there. He could only think of one place left to look, and he was right, as he approached the boat dock. He could see John scurrying around as though checking every corner to ensure all was ready. The man spotted the boy and waved him over. Helping him climb on board, he hugged the Kalaukan lad.

"I didn't want to wake you. You looked so beautiful lying there asleep."

"What are you doing here?"

"Well, Aukai, we'll leave in a few hours for your home and then a long trip to Lam Sin's island. Last week was the furthest I ever took this craft when we went to your island. That was just a small skip compared to the 400-500 mile round-trip that lies ahead of us. I just felt better making one more check."

He knew the Sea Ray was as ready as it could be. It was at that moment when John and Aukai heard the voices of the other three as they approached the dock.

"Leaving without saying goodbye?" Mike asked.

"Never, just giving this boat a one last going over. Troy will be here in a couple of hours, so I just want to get this end ready. Go have your breakfast and do your chores," as the three turned back to the house. "We better go too, Aukai."

Before they knew it, the sound of the helicopter approaching could be heard. John told the boys, "Stay dressed the entire time Troy is here. Remember that. He is not to know any of our sexual secrets," getting an agreeing nod of heads from Mike, Chris, and Matt.

"Troy doesn't know of your sex?" Aukai asked.

"No, he doesn't. He might suspect but never asked. One day I'll share that secret with him." John wasn't sure when he would share such a secret. Telling Troy of his sexual involvements with the three castaways could trigger bad memories of his experience with Lam Sin.

Aukai let out a deep breath. "I'm glad I didn't say anything on the ride here. I kind of figured since we have that secret, you probably have the same."

"Good thinking Aukai, and thanks. Now you guys get the coconuts and load them on Troy's copter. I want to be alone with him with final instructions."

Everyone was there when Troy landed. He asked Aukai how he enjoyed his visit here with the boy replying it was better than he expected. Greeting the other three, he thanked them for the coconuts. Shaking hands with John, he said, "Good to see you. How are you doing?"

"Fine, Troy. Let's go to the house. There's a lot to cover." Once they reached their destination and settled in the living room, John gave Troy a list. "Let's start with supply needs."

So John gave his younger friend what he thought the necessities would be for the next several days. With the clothing issue taken care of last week, the boys' needs turned to the textbooks and other educational materials required so they could resume their schooling.

"I believe I can get everything. There are English-speaking schools around here, so finding the materials shouldn't be a problem. I believe the Kalaukans use English textbooks."

That would make sense, John thought, as the village children were learning English and therefore getting their education based on that language. He recalled how the Kalaukan people spoke English quite well, making it easier to communicate with them on their recent visit.

The pilot looked at the list. "I'll try to get it here Tuesday. Is that okay?"

"That's fine. That's why I made it a larger one than last week so we can skip this coming Wednesday," getting an understanding nod in return.

Troy then looked at his friend. "I did some checking around on getting new identities for your boys. It's been a while since I had to use such services, but they are still available. It is possible to cover their entire lives to date from a birth certificate to a current vaccination card and everything in between."

"How much?" as John braced himself for the sticker shock.

"$100,000."

"$100,000!"

"Each."

$300,000!"

"Yes, John, but these documents are guaranteed fool-proof and will pass any close inspection. It's from the same person who worked with my father to get Lam Sin's freight in and out of here easier and quicker without being hung up in customs. He retired when my father passed away, and no amount of money from Lam Sin could get him back in the business. He's doing this as a special favor to me but is asking a steep price. I can tell you that these new documents will ensure that your three boys are in no way associated with the three missing from California."

Although stunned at first by the price tag, John felt a little ashamed at his reaction. $300,000 was a lot of money, but nothing he couldn't handle from his multimillion-dollar portfolio. He had accepted the responsibility of looking after and protecting these boys. So, whatever it took, he should be willing and gladly pay for their welfare and safety. "Sorry, Troy. I didn't mean to react like that. Of course, I'll pay whatever it costs. You and I haven't talked such large amounts since you showed me this island. I'll arrange the money to be transferred to wherever necessary."

"No problem. I was somewhat stunned too, but I know this man from the days of my father – he is a professional," as Troy then gave John the necessary information for the funds' transfer. "By the way, I brought a camera with me. While you're gone, I'll take several headshots of the boys for passport purposes."

John wondered about something else. "Does Tupelo have the means to get here?

"The barber?"

"Yes, the three boys could use some trimming before you take pictures."

"After you leave, I'll contact a friend who also has a helicopter and get him to bring Tupelo, cut the boys' hair and have him back home before dark."

"Thanks, Troy. I also have another favor to ask you," John continued.

"Of course, what can I do?"

The look of disbelief was evident as John detailed his plan upon returning from the rescue operation and the trip to the United States.

"You're full of shocking announcements today. You're going to fly all those thousands of miles just to spend less than 24 hours on land?"

"I know it sounds strange, but it's a personal matter that needs to be taken care of, and if I'm not at the airport when it's time for you to pick me up, the same rule applies to my boys' safety and welfare." He thought he heard a chuckle coming from Troy.

"No disrespect, John. I just remember when we met, and for several months, how you praised the idea of the solitude living on your island with no stress or concerns. The biggest news you gave me every week was how many coconuts you gathered for me to take back. Now, you're going to an island belonging to Lam Sin, and right after that, a mystery trip to America."

John had to chuckle also and agree with Troy's assessment of the past few weeks. The landing of the three boys, and the responsibilities associated with that, had changed his life dramatically. Hearing from a boy for the first time in four years had also impacted on the once solitude he had sought long and hard for. Maybe that was what was needed in his life. He had to admit to himself that the thrill of having three boys that depended on him made him feel more alive. Of course, their willing participation in an intergenerational sexual relationship added that extra spice, as he smiled, recalling the great sex enjoyed so far with the boys.

"You're right. I never thought my life would change so much so quickly. But now that it has, I'm enjoying it, despite the dangers and mysteries."

"Okay, John, I'll get started on this end. Anything else?"

"How long do you think it will take to get all the documents for the boys?

"I was told about a month. I know that sounds like a long time, but I was assured that the longer time was needed to make the documents as fool-proof as possible."

"I understand, and Troy, thanks. I feel more comfortable knowing the boys will be okay if it becomes necessary."

"Don't worry about it. You just be careful, so I can see you when you get back from your adventures."

Troy left the house to check and see if the boys had any trouble loading the coconuts. John leaned back on his chair. Everything was in place. The next several days would be a whirlwind of experience from a hopeful rescue to seeing Joshua for the last time. Troy was right. Until recently, except for Aukai's visits, he would have been classified as a hermit. A dog was his only companion. Although he enjoyed the life and getting away from a past he'd wanted to forget, he was happy with the way events had unfolded recently. Although both trips could result in disasters, he felt a surge of adrenalin as he realized now that he didn't want to be alone ever again. When the boys returned, John shared his conversation with Troy.

"Schoolbooks and haircuts all on the same day! And I was beginning to like it here," Mike tried sounding serious, but couldn't and gave a grin.

John just shook his head. "Well, we all agreed you needed to return to your studies, and you need to look like normal boys for your passport pictures."

Opposite of Mike's tone, Matt was more serious. "You're going to spend $100,000 on each of us?" It started to sink in among the three boys what John was willing to spend to protect them.

"I would have happily spent a million on each of you if that was what was needed."

"Dollars or Euros?" the ever-joking Mike quickly shot back, which got everyone laughing.

"In coconuts, if I had to collect that many. We may not be related by blood, but I can't feel any closer than if we were a real family," John replied, a little lump in his throat. "You have changed my life. It's hard to explain. I look back at what happened to me and think that maybe I had to go through a three-year trial to appreciate more what I have today. Whether it was fate or luck, I couldn't consider myself happier than I am today, and if I had to spend every dime I had to keep us together, I wouldn't hesitate."

Aukai listened to this speech and gave a thumbs up to the man. The native boy knew that here stood a unique individual who loved all the boys, he included. He and John had their special relationship and he knew he was loved just as much as the new additions to the island.

The clock struck noon and it was time to go. At the dock, Chris spoke what he was sure the other two were feeling. "We love you, John. I know the three of us wish we could have our parents alive today, but as much as we miss them, we know you love us as much as they did." John felt tears well up in his eyes as he hugged each of the three boys.

Starting the engines, he and Aukai put on a life preserver each, Troy and the boys released the mooring rope as he eased the craft out into the open waters. With everyone giving one last wave, John increased the throttle and began the trip toward Kalauka Island. As the island receded in the distance, he gave one last look and already felt homesick and knew he couldn't wait to be back safe and sound.

***

It was a beautiful day as the Sea Ray sliced through the waters on its way to Kalauka Island. Aukai stood next to John, and the man's thoughts shifted to the previous visit exactly a week ago, when he and the three boys landed there for the first time. It was amazing in many ways, as Mike, Chris, and Matt had just landed on his island six days before. In that short time, they had accepted the idea of living a sexual lifestyle with him and before they had left for Kalauka Island, all of the boys had given up their anal virginity to him. They spent 24 hours completely naked among the Kalaukan people and experienced wonderful sex from a community that believed in openness and erotic pleasures.

The highlight, of course, was the 'Rite of Manhood' he was honored to give to the native virgin boy. Although he had gotten to know Aukai from the boy's monthly visits to Paradise Island, taking his cherry in such a fashion was unique and special, despite the pain. The 12-year-old needed to endure it to prove he was ready to be called a man. He looked and smiled at the boy as he recalled the pleasure the night before. For a little while, he was able to focus on his sexual enjoyment and not think of what laid ahead tonight.

"What are you thinking, John?" Aukai asked as the boy could tell the man was in deep thought.

"Oh, how lucky I am to have met you. I was ready to settle down and live a quiet, unassuming life when I moved to my island. I put the past behind and just wanted to enjoy the present. Your visits re-awoken some old feelings I once had about being with a boy and enjoying his closeness."

"Really?"

"You bet. You know, if I hadn't been enjoying sex with you before the boys landed on my island, things may have turned out different."

"I don't understand."

"Well, let's say I never met you. I had been living my solitude lifestyle for nearly a year. Then these three boys get shipwrecked on my shore. My first impulse might have been to contact Majuro and have the authorities pick them up."

"So if I hadn't shown up, your life would be different today."

"Probably," as John wrapped an arm over the boy's shoulders. "Don't ever say this to the boys, but you are responsible for the way things turned out. I'll never be able to thank you enough," getting a huge smile from the boy.

He shifted thoughts, wondering what Chief Haoa and his men had planned in regards to landing on Lam Sin's island and searching for any boys being held there. He knew they were warriors from their heritage. They maintained tight security on the eastern side of their island to prevent unwanted visitors from snooping around. Although they would probably just bring spears and arrows, he knew they would be a deadly force.

There was quiet again between John and Aukai. As the Sea Ray plowed through the waves on its westerly journey, various questions entered the man's mind. What if they find boys on that island? Hopefully, Chief Haoa has already thought ahead as to how to return them to their respective island or village without the connection being made to him and/or the Kalaukans.

As the miles went by and he grew closer to his destination, he felt more alert knowing the real part of this venture was drawing closer. Although still nervous about how the outcome would be, he was anxious to get started. It would take many hours to reach their target and it had to be timed in the dead of night.

Before he knew it, the familiar outline of the island began to appear on the horizon. John used his binoculars to spot any activity on the beach, as he was sure he had been spotted. In a few moments, one of the larger canoes pushed off the shore as John noticed six men paddling toward his approaching craft. He eased the Sea Ray to the same point as he had last week, cut the engines, dropped anchor, and awaited the Kalaukans. Aukai started shouting and waving his hands as he spotted his father. John was surprised to see Chief Haoa come out to greet him, wearing his ceremonial headdress designating his position as leader of the Kalaukans. Guiding the canoe to the boat's ladder, Haoa was the first one to climb up to be greeted by his son.

"Chief Haoa, I'm honored that you should come here to greet me," as the two men exchanged hugs and handshakes.

"It is we who are honored by your desire to help us," the chief replied. "Let us go to the village." John looked at the chief with questioning eyes. "Don't worry; it will be a short visit, and then we will begin our journey." As the group headed toward the shore, Chief Haoa asked if his son had behaved himself befitting the son of the chief.

"He brought a lot of happiness to all of us, sir. I enjoyed watching him be a boy playing as any 12-year-old does, but at the same time, his behavior reflected his new maturity as a man."

The 12-year-old beamed with pride at the recognition of his new status but quickly changed into a frown. "I may be a man, but my father will not let me go with you on the rescue." John decided not to ask any questions. This was a matter between father and son.

As they arrived on the sandy beach, everyone climbed out and started the walk to the village. The shore was deserted except for a couple of the Kalaukan men, and John wondered about that as many more people were there last time when he and the boys visited. As before, the men wore their sarongs being away from the nudity environment of the interior of the island. They walked past the vacant fields and John wondered where everyone was, as before he had seen the women and young children tending crops. The answers became clear as they entered the now-familiar Kalaukan village. Chief Haoa, Aukai, and the accompanying men quickly removed their sarongs, baring their naked bodies.

John was becoming a little concerned. He figured that he, too, would be required to take off all his clothes. They would take care of whatever business the village chief wanted and then return to the shore and Sea Ray. How much time would be lost? The last thing he wanted to do was get to Lam Sin's island as the sun was coming up.

The entire village population had gathered to greet John as he was spotted. The cheer that went up caught the man off guard.

"This is for you," Haoa told him, beaming with a large smile.

Until recently, John's so-called friends and neighbors had looked upon him as the lowest scum of the earth. He had been ridiculed, despised, and hated. Yet, at this very moment, nearly 300 naked men, women, and children were cheering his arrival. Emotions overwhelmed the man as he fought to keep the tears forming in his eyes. Chief Haoa raised his hand and there was silence.

Looking at John, the chief spoke. "Thank you for coming back, my friend. Our village is in your debt. In one week, you have become very special to us. You helped my son become a man and now you're going to join us to rescue any kidnapped boys hopefully. When we go on such ventures, we paint ourselves as symbols of being warriors. We want you to join us as such, and may we have good fortune on our journey."

At that moment, Tangaroa and five other men appeared from one of the huts. Their upper bodies were painted with various symbols that John guessed were Kalaukan in nature. All wore black sarongs and a black cape to cover the remainder of their bodies. They were big burly, muscular men with no-nonsense looks in their demeanor. They certainly looked the type who could take care of themselves. A bow, arrows, and a spear were the only weapons each man carried.

The first thought that went through John's head as he saw these men was, "Man, I wouldn't want to piss one of them off." So these were the warriors that would accompany Chief Haoa and John on their journey, but just six total warriors against an unknown number of men that could be waiting for them? Before he could give that any further thought, Aukai was pulling at the belt on his pants.

"Hurry, you must get naked before we can paint you as a warrior."

When he was here the previous time, he and the boys undressed in one of the huts. It then didn't take long once among these people to accept nudity as natural as when they walked naked on his island, but taking off all your clothes with 300 sets of eyes observing you is another matter. John realized the importance and honor being given to him. Trying to ignore the staring eyes, he removed his clothing and soon was naked among his friends. At that moment, the crowd dispersed, and two seats were brought forward for Chief Haoa and John to sit on.

A woman, John found out was Chief Haoa's wife, approached her husband with several bowls of various color pigments. Aukai explained that the paint was created from extracts of the local plants. An older teen boy, probably about thirteen years of age, brought an identical set of bowls and gave them to Aukai. The teen told John how honored he felt that the man would help his people and to please tell Mike how much he enjoyed him when he was here. Then John remembered Mike mentioning an older boy after the time he spent with Chief Haoa.

For the next 30 minutes, both men's chests were covered with Kalaukan symbols. Haoa and Aukai explained that the symbols told of the warriors' determination to fulfill his duty and the pride of being called for such an honor. Aukai then turned to his father and again complained of not being able to come along.

"You passed the 'Rite of Manhood' that allows you to begin your training as a warrior. In your case, you must also learn leadership skills, as one day you will take my place as chief. Your people will depend on you for guidance and, more importantly, keeping our special traditions alive," the chief explained to his son. Aukai grudgingly accepted the wisdom of his father, but like all 12-year-old boys, wanted to grow up faster than usual.

As John knew himself, it's always too late when reaching adulthood to lament those wonderful memories as a boy wishing he could be a young lad one more time. At least now, with the three boys back on Paradise Island, they were giving him the nearest thing to enjoying childhood once again, especially when it came to sex. He then told Chief Haoa of the arrangements made to bring his boys to Kalauka Island should anything happen to him.

"I understand, but you are being pessimistic," the chief said with a smile. "We will all return safe and sound to a big celebration being planned."

John then asked how any boys found would be returned to their homes without Lam Sin knowing who took them. The chief was enigmatic with his response but said arrangements would be made with untraceable results. Aukai then held up a small mirror and John observed for the first time the paintings on his chest. The boy told his friend that he was now a warrior. John hoped so. Being fierce-looking on the outside was different than what he felt on the inside. The butterflies inside him were having a riot. A Kalaukan boy who appeared to be about the 11 or 12-years-old approached Aukai and gave him a black sarong and cape identical to those John had seen on Tangaroa and his men. Aukai then presented it to his Paradise Island friend. The first thought that went through John's mind was, "If this is all I'm going to wear, I'm going to catch pneumonia."

Then Tangaroa and his men approached John and the chief and for the first time, the group who would make the trip to Lam Sin's island stood together as one. John felt so out of place. He wasn't muscular and athletic-looking as the men who stood with him but thought he still looked good for being 28-years-old. The chief was probably close to 40. Tangaroa appeared to be about the same age as Haoa and the other men look like the late '20s, maybe early 30's. If he didn't know better, he'd swear there must be a gym somewhere on the island to account for the physique of these men. Whatever the ages, and how he thought of his physical shape, he felt small and puny beside them.

A moment later, eight preteen boys, one being Aukai, came one to each member of the rescue group and gave them what looked like some sort of bracelet to wear on their wrists. Although Aukai had done the painting on John's chest, the man was happy to see the boy present his father with the ceremonial bracelet. The young boy who gave John his bracelet was the same who brought the sarong and cape. He had the same beautiful features of the boys on the island. The man's eyes roamed over the smooth hairless body, the small cock and balls, and was glad he was wearing a sarong as he was fighting the urge of arousal seeing such a sight standing a foot in front of him.

It was now time to head back to the shore and board the Sea Ray. The clothes worn by John were gathered by Chief Haoa's wife and taken to a hut. The eight men began the walk along the trail leading to the beach. Aukai, after putting on his sarong, was the only one accompanying the group. He came up to John and spoke. "That was Maru who gave you the bracelet. He's next in line for the 'Rite of Manhood' ceremony.

John nodded his head. "He's a hot-looking boy."

Aukai gave the man a poke in the ribs. "I'm your hot-looking boy."

The man put his arm over the native boy's shoulders. "Yes, you are. Very."

"You bet, and if you need a special reason to hurry back safely from this journey, it's that my ass will be part of your reward when you return."

As tempting as that invitation sounded, even after enjoying that wonderful ass the night before, John wasn't sure what shape he would be in 24 hours from now. He wondered but didn't ask, what Aukai meant when he said it would be 'part' of his reward. Did the boy have other sexual plans on his mind?

As the group stepped out of the thick forest to the shore, the first sight John noticed were three canoes attached by rope to the stern of the Sea Ray. Tangaroa explained to John. "We will get as close as we can without being spotted. Fortunately, there is no moon tonight. We will row the rest of the distance in the canoes to the island."

"Of course, Goofus," John thought to himself. "What was 'your' wonderful plan…drive right up to their boat dock and yell 'Here I am'?" He realized how out of his league, he was in such a serious undertaking. He felt safer now that he knew much thought and planning went into this rescue operation. Aukai hugged John and did the same to his father. Boarding four other canoes being paddled by Kalaukan men not going on this trip, they were soon upon the Sea Ray and the eight men went aboard. The canoes returned to the shore as John fired up the engines, raised anchor, and turned the craft north. He gave full throttle as the journey began. John took one last look at the receding island as he saw a young boy silently standing there in the ever-growing twilight of the upcoming evening.

As the sun disappeared and total darkness enveloped the sky, John watched carefully his GPS, hoping he was going in the right direction. He had looked on the Internet at a blown-up detailed map of the surrounding waters. Only one very small island had shown up that had no name or any other information. It appeared in the general area he was heading. He hoped he was right, or it was going to be a long wasted trip for nothing. The Kalaukan men had planned for this. The least he could do was get them to the right island.

Chapter 26
The rescue (Part 2)

On Paradise Island, the three boys tried to keep themselves occupied, not thinking about what's happening with John, the Kalaukan men, and the rescue. Troy noticed their anxiety and tried to reassure them all was well.

"Boys," Troy began, "everything will be fine," as darkness was settling in at the end of another day. "It will probably be between midnight and 2 AM before they arrive at their destination. Before the sun comes up tomorrow, they will be on their way back."

The boys gave a half-hearted grin to the man as they decided to sit out on the beach and watch the stars come out. Troy was left on the porch. He wondered about how close these kids had become with John in just three weeks. Three boys from different backgrounds, and prisoners at the ranch together, had formed a very special bond. It was not only among themselves but with the adult. And John had found what could be called, a new family, an attachment that seemed to click with these boys. From what the man had told him when they first met a year ago, he was single and had never married. He had won a lottery and decided this was how he wanted to live his life. 'No worries, no responsibilities, no cares in the world,' was how the man wanted his new life to be. Yet, he now had three boys to raise and a connection with the Kalaukans no one has ever had that Troy could recall. The pilot liked John and considered him a good friend, but wondered what made his personality so special with the boys and the Kalaukans.

Out on the sand, Mike asked his two friends a question that shocked them, "What if our parents could see us the way we are today? Would they be upset?"

"Wow!" Chris responded, "I never thought of that. What about you?"

"I guess they would be pretty surprised, but as long as we're not doing something we don't want and are happy, I think they would be okay with it."

"Mine would be shocked," Matt thought out loud. "All my life, they told me how sex was bad, and those evil men were out there ready to kidnap me and do all sorts of bad things. I would have believed it completely, but I ended up here with you two and found out that sex isn't bad at all and that a grown man like John would love us and teach us the good and fun parts of it."

Mike nodded his head. "I had a laptop at home and secretly went to websites that showed men and boys doing things with each other, just like the video we saw at the ranch," getting surprised looks from Matt and Chris. "I never really expected to meet a man that I could do sex with. I thought maybe Bruce or Kevin would be the one, but I just couldn't get to like them the way they forced us to be naked and made us prisoners. When we landed here and got to know John, I thought finally I found someone to try sex with. I knew I would like it, and I do."

Chris was the last to speak. "When I went to school, some boys told me in secret how their older brothers would make them suck their cocks and fuck them. None of them liked it because they had to do whenever they were told, whether they wanted to or not." Although Chris didn't share this, he remembered the older babysitter and how he made his cock feel while they took a bath. "Sometimes, I wondered if I had had an older brother, would I have done whatever he wanted me to?"

"Do you think we'll like this sex we're doing now when we're 13, 14, or 15 years old?" Mike asked out loud, getting questioning looks from Chris and Matt. Would growing up and getting older change the outlook and the way we do sex with each other and especially with John?

***

Chief Haoa approached John on the bridge. "It has been 25 years since we had to go and fight." John looked at the man with a question in his eyes. "Yes, we had another kidnapping then. That time it was the Ulanti people when they took one of our young girls."

"Ulanti?" John asked.

"Their island is about the same distance west of us as yours is to the east. We traded and were on friendly terms for many, many years. Our live styles were pretty similar, so visits to one another's island were always something to look forward to. One of the chief's sons wanted one of our young girls for his wife. Although we shared many similarities, we always had our people marry within the Kalaukan village and as far as I know, they did the same with theirs. We had never intermarried with other villages. Our girl, in keeping with tradition, said no and passed that on to the Ulanti. The son was upset and the father angry. So they plotted and one day caught her alone and kidnapped her. The Ulanti are fierce warriors, so nearly every man in our village was needed to get our girl back. We were successful, but several men on both sides were killed. Since then, we have had no further contact with them."

"I never heard of the Ulanti," John admitted, and then a question came to mind. "Since both your tribes were alike in many ways, were you both one group a long time ago?"

The chief smiled, "Good deduction John. No one knows the real story, but for whatever reason, a very long time ago, half of the Kalaukan people decided to leave and have their own island, renaming themselves the Ulanti. This was done without war or animosity, so we remained friends, and we both kept our sexual ways of living. We visited each other frequently. The children especially made many close friends with the Ulanti children. I was a young boy, but I remember getting excited when they would visit us or vice versa. It just happened that their current chief wouldn't take no for an answer when our girl said she wasn't interested. They just got too aggressive and the resulting battle placed a bridge between us that can never be crossed again." John was quiet for a bit. There was another island where nudity and sex was an important part of their lifestyle, like the Kalaukans.

"I was Aukai's age when my father had to go to the Ulanti to get our girl back. Their warriors and ours met on the beach and the battle began. The Ulanti were losing, so they agreed to give our girl back." Pausing for a moment, he looked at John. "That girl is now my wife."

John looked stunned at the announcement. "She is Aukai's mother? I remember meeting her briefly when she served us in your hut upon our arrival. She was the one who brought the pigment. I'm sorry I didn't greet her properly."

"Don't worry; it's old history. Those of us from back then make no mention of it. We tell our children another tribe like ours is our enemy and no further word shall be spoken of them."

There was silence for several moments and then Chief Haoa went to rejoin his men. All had made themselves as comfortable as possible for the long journey. A few managed to doze off. John heard no conversations between them. All knew their duties and were prepared to act upon them. He wondered if any of the men aboard had fought against the Ulanti 25 years ago? Probably Tangaroa as he looked old enough. The others looked too young. Whether they had battle experience or not, all showed no hesitation being called for this important mission. If they knew their history, instead of a girl being kidnapped that needed to be rescued, it was a Kalaukan boy, the Chief's son.

Although John tried to concentrate on the mission ahead, he couldn't shut out the next venture upon his return home, seeing Joshua again. He understood the boys on his island's apprehension. Except for John, the boys had been lied to and manipulated by other adults since their parents' deaths, almost ending up in Singapore as a result. They had finally found someone they felt they could trust. He wondered if there was a fleeting hint of jealousy also. Thankfully they didn't seem to exhibit it with Aukai.

The boys were now happy in their new life. Could they be concerned that someone from the past could disrupt that? John disregarded that notion. The purpose of the trip was to make Joshua see it was time to move on. A face-to-face meeting for an hour or two and that would be it. The boy would have to understand that. And he felt confident there was no trickery involved. He even thought of calling his lawyer to meet with him, Laura, and Joshua to ensure nothing was said or implied that could come back to haunt him. But again, he could see no need to expand the meeting beyond just the three. He could get up and walk out the moment he sensed anything amiss. Now that the meeting was on, he was curious to see how the former 9-year-old had changed since he last saw him. Four years is a big growth spurt for a boy.

***

Darkness was complete as the hours continued to pass as the Sea Ray and its passengers drew closer to their destination. Adrenalin was helping keep John awake as he continued to monitor the GPS and fuel consumption. He figured they were over halfway there. Except for using the canoes for the final approach, Chief Haoa hadn't provided any other details. He was curious but knew the chief would share whatever he felt John needed to know. He also wished he could call the boys and let them know everything was all right so far, but couldn't take a chance the call being intercepted. Although he knew the boys were probably awake even at this hour, they would have to wait until the mission was completed to hear from him. A couple of hours later, the Kalaukan chief again approached John and asked how far they were in their journey.

"I figure we're about three-fourths there," John told the man.

"Good. Our mission has started well. Without you, this would not be possible."

"With all due respect Chief Haoa, you and your village have given me too much credit for my small part in this."

"It is no small part for us. Without you and your boat, we could not go and find Kauri. More importantly, you have offered to help us, willing to risk yourself for us."

John felt a little embarrassed by all this. If the chief knew how much the shaking within him was growing as they drew nearer to Lam Sin's island, he wouldn't be singing such high praises. "I hope Kauri is there."

"I know. I place too much hope after all this time. Whether he is there or not, that wicked place will never hold boys taken from their families again," as John felt the determination in that voice. Small talk continued for a while when Tangaroa walked up to John as the chief left to join his men.

"You must be tired," the Kalaukan man spoke. "You have been here for many hours."

"I don't know if nervousness or excitement of what we are about to do is what's keeping me focused and alert." Looking at the burly man, he asked, "You seem confident about what you're going to do?"

Tangaroa smiled. "We may seem backward to other cultures living so secluded and with our lifestyle, but we are very united when it comes to the safety of our island and people. What we lack in modern weapons, we make up in courage and determination."

"I know your people have started to learn about the outside world and have even embraced the English language to complement your native tongue. How do you feel about all this knowledge affecting your culture and its future?"

The native man thought for a moment. "We knew that the world existed far beyond our island a long time ago. The news we heard was of wars and killings, slavery, and men using others for their gain. Now we were not perfect people ourselves, but we feared opening our village to outsiders would endanger our very existence. I don't know if your history books mention this, but entire islands between here and Asia were wiped out, either killed by outside invaders, taken as slaves, or decimated by diseases that the native population had no immunity for. We heard of men's lust for sex and the violence associated with it. Chief Haoa told me that he shared with you our history with the Ulanti. In a way, it is similar to this mission. One of ours had been kidnapped, and the lives of many were lost to get her back." Lowering his voice, he continued, "If we couldn't have gotten her back, at least she would have lived a life similar to ours. It pales in comparison to kidnapping boys and forcing them to the life Lam Sin would impose. We are proud of our love of sex among young and old. If our open view of sex were discovered, we would never win a battle of invasion by those with weapons. Our men would be killed, the women raped and the children taken as slaves. The Kalaukans would no longer exist as a people."

John didn't respond for a while as both men looked out into the murky darkness ahead. Then he asked, "Knowing what you just told me, why do you accept outsiders on the other side of your island?"

"It was Chief Haoa's father who suggested we start limited contact with the outside world to know what we faced and maybe gain knowledge that would help our people. It took many weeks of arguments before it was agreed to allow outsiders. They would be restricted to the western side of our island; no one was allowed into our village, and no one from our village was to say anything about our open sexuality. Over the years, a schoolhouse was built, our children learned English, and we started trading with others to benefit our well-being."

"It seems that arrangement has worked well so far," John surmised.

"Too well," Tangaroa replied. He received a strange look from John. "Curiosity, my friend. Teachers and schoolbooks share only so much. The urge to learn more, to see what the world is about, the places the history books speak of is infecting our youth more and more. Aukai is the first example of that."

"Aukai?"

"He wanted to learn more, specifically someone not a teacher, but a person of the outside. After our battle with the Ulanti, we were more diligent about the waters around our home. Before you moved to your island, we kept watching on the man who lived there, making sure he was no threat to us. Later, when we learned that a new man was living on this island that liked to walk around naked as we do, Aukai begged his father to let him go and see."

John felt a little embarrassed when he, too, realized that he had been caught in his daily walks along the shore, enjoying the freedom of not wearing clothes, but not knowing he was being watched. It turned out he was glad as this prompted Aukai to travel to his island and initiate the first sexual contact.

"Chief Haoa was furious at his son for his openness with you at his first visit. He was concerned about his son being so openly sexual with a strange outsider. Sensing no danger, he consented to allow his son the monthly visits and sharing of our lifestyle with you. He knew he was risking the entire village in the hands of a 12-year-old boy, but he trusted his son's instincts. Just about every elder, including me, pleaded with Chief Haoa not to allow this continued contact and further revelation of our traditions, but he overruled us." Turning to smile at John, Tangaroa smiled. "Looking back now, he made the right decision." John again felt his cheeks getting red.

"Once again, Chief Haoa was upset at Aukai when he learned that he had invited you over to our island and to give his son the 'Rite of Manhood' test, usually an honor reserved for the father. But I believe Haoa thought the line had already been crossed. An outsider was aware of our island, its sexual customs and even had sex with his son. The only course left was to allow you to visit and judge if we made the right decision or had condemned our future to an uncertain fate. If we had felt we were in any danger from you…" leaving the rest unsaid.

John took a deep breath. It hit him that had he not been the man Aukai tried to convince everyone in the village he was, he would be dead. No one would ever know what happened to him. He now knew there had been some controversy regarding Aukai's contact with him and follow-up invitation. He was now realizing how huge the decision was to allow him to visit and partake of the chief's son's initiation into manhood and the consequences if there were any doubts about him. Tangaroa further explained that Haoa had consented to Aukai's request as the custom allowed the boy to choose whomever he wanted, but it was usually the father or uncle. Haoa accepted his son's choice, thus convincing the elders to trust in the chief's decision and allow the visit. Seeing that John might feel a little uncomfortable about the role he was playing in Kalaukan history, Tangaroa placed an arm over the shoulders of the man and assured him that everyone was happy that John was their friend who could be trusted. John smiled thanks as he looked at the GPS, the time, and indicated he believed they were less than ten miles away.

"I will get Chief Haoa," Tangaroa replied as he went toward the stern.

***

A moment later, the native leader stood by John. "Stop when we get within two miles. We will use the canoes for the rest of the journey." John nodded acknowledgment and slowed the craft. He gave the chief the binoculars to look ahead. The minutes crawled. John's heart was pounding. Although deep inside he knew what he was doing was the right thing; he couldn't help but realize that he could have been home in bed right now with one of the boys, his cock probably buried deep within some tight ass muscles. He chastised himself for the selfish, but erotic thoughts as he waited for the chief to hopefully spot the island. A few moments later, he got the word.

"Stop! I see it."

John didn't know whether to be relieved or even more scared. He was glad the trip so far had been successful in that he was able to pilot his craft in the dark to a pinpoint on a map, but now the real danger begins. He killed the engines and turned off all lighting on the craft. There was a deathly silence, only the waves lapping against the Sea Ray's hull making any audible sound. Chief Haoa continued to stare through the binoculars. Tangaroa returned and stood by the two men. Both strained their ears and eyes to see if anything was indicating they had been detected. Satisfied they hadn't been spotted, the chief gave Tangaroa a nod and the elder went back to the stern. Soon movement could be heard as the Kalaukan men grabbed the ropes attached to the canoes and brought them close to the boat. Chief Haoa then gave the binoculars back to John and explained the next steps.

"One canoe will leave with three men. Fifteen minutes will pass, and two more will leave. Tangaroa and I will take the final canoe. If something goes wrong, there's a chance some will make it back here, and you will leave immediately."

As long as he lived, John could never explain what prompted the next sentence to come out of his mouth. It was against all logic as well as the fear he was feeling inside. "I want to come along."

Chief Haoa gave John a long look. "That is not part of the plan. You need to be here to take whoever makes it back to Kalauka Island. If something happens to you, this journey will be for nothing."

"I know you're right, Chief Haoa, but something tells me I need to go along to be part of this. I can't just sit here. I will be careful once we land and follow your orders, but please let me come."

Tangaroa then spoke, addressing the chief. "Let him join us. You and I will watch over him. You have allowed him thus far to be a part of our village – let him continue."

John knew the chief wasn't happy with the idea, but relented, telling John he must obey what was told to him without question or hesitation. When he received an affirmative nod of the head, he told Tangaroa to have the first canoe depart.

As the canoe faded into the darkness, the long wait began. When fifteen minutes had passed, the second canoe left. Tangaroa explained that it was easier for one group to scout ahead. By the time the second canoe had landed, the first three men will have gotten a better idea of what awaited them. If anything went wrong or it appeared no rescue could be attempted, everyone would return to the Sea Ray.

Then it was time for the final canoe to leave. Retrieving a flashlight, John sat in the middle with Tangaroa in front of him and Chief Haoa behind. The two native men used their paddles to provide strong, but silent strokes as they approached their destination. It was at this point that John started asking himself what the hell was he thinking, asking to come along. He tried to stifle those thoughts as he concentrated ahead. He thought going to prison four years ago scared him, but that was a piece of cake compared to what he felt now. Despite the long cape he held tightly around him, he felt cold. He couldn't stop shivering and knew the men with him could feel his trepidation. He had heard once, probably in a movie, that fear brings out the best in a man. John wasn't sure about that; he only hoped he didn't embarrass himself further by pissing inside the canoe.

Thankfully, his bladder didn't betray him. As the canoe got closer to the shore, the three men could see a single bulb outside what appeared to be a small building. The other two canoes were spotted empty on the beach. Chief Haoa told John to quietly get out as the three jumped into the water and pulled the canoe to the beach less than 20 feet ahead. As the three pulled the canoe up on the shore, John knew they were now on enemy territory. His shivering increased if that was possible. Any moment they could be spotted by a guard and fired upon. If they were discovered, the canoes would never get away far and fast enough. Tangaroa put an arm over John's shoulder and gave him a smile trying to assure him everything would be okay. Chief Haoa signaled to be quiet while the three waited on the shore by the beached canoes.

If John had been amazed by the size and determination of the Kalaukan warriors who came on this trip, the next event shocked him even more. Out of nowhere, it seemed, the five men stooped down beside Chief Haoa and spoke to him in the Kalaukan tongue. The chief nodded his head and spoke something in return. The men disappeared just as quietly as they had arrived. Standing up, he addressed John.

"Luck was with us, my friend. Only two men were found and they have both been taken care of."

John didn't know whether to breathe a sigh of relief or shake even more knowing two men had just been killed. He tried telling himself that these two had probably kidnapped Kauri and who knew how many other young boys to be delivered to Lam Sin. In many countries, such crimes would have been punishable by death.

Chief Haoa spoke again, this time with a little sadness. "No boys were found. All we can do now is destroy this place. While we prepare for that, if you wish, you may look inside the building. It is safe now."

Acknowledging the chief's permission, John approached the house, flashlight in hand. The building seemed to be about half the square footage as his home on Paradise Island. He saw Tangaroa and three of his men by the generator that had supplied the electrical needs and was now silent, picking up what looked like five-gallon cans. He figured it was the fuel required by the generator and was now going to be used to ignite a fire. He then passed the other two Kalaukan warriors as each carried a body over their shoulders of the men who once lived here. He turned his eyes away, not wanting to sear in his memory any features of the dead men as the Kalaukans headed toward the shore where the canoes were beached. He continued as he approached what seemed like the front entrance.

Upon entering and illuminating what the flashlight beam could pick up, the first impressions were of a sparsely furnished existence. There wasn't much furniture, a few chairs, and a small table. The kitchen was tiny and compact. The next room was much larger. This appeared to be a communications center. A short wave radio was spotted sitting on top of a desk. It was too dark outside, but seeing this equipment must have meant an antenna of some sort was located nearby. John then spotted a laptop computer. He realized that there could be information within that might reveal details about Lam Sin and his empire. Looking around, he spotted a large briefcase with some papers inside. He placed the laptop within and then opened the drawers of the desk. Not having time to sort through the documents, he grabbed as much as he could, stuffed them in the briefcase, and went to the next room. One quick swing of the flashlight and he immediately moved on. This was the bedroom where two cots were spotted and the flashlight showing sheets covered with blood.

After trying to slow his heartbeat, John continued. The next room provided a glimpse as to the cruelty the boys suffered here, even before being sent to Singapore. There was a large table in the center. Straps were seen at the four corners. Mounted on one wall was a video camera for recording. On another wall were various size objects used for anal insertion. As he approached that wall, he spotted nipple clamps and other types of clamping devices to attach to a human body, probably on the sensitive areas of the cock and balls. This made him recall the 'Rite of Manhood' on Aukai, but that was a one-time event as a ceremony, not as torture. There were paddles for spanking and even some sort of electric prod, like a taser. John could picture the same poor boy coming here day-after-day being sexually tortured while awaiting a call from Lam Sin for shipment to his home. Then he realized his nose was picking up a strong odor. It only took a moment to recognize it. It was the smell of man sperm. Those who tortured the boys here got off so many times that the odor of cum had become a part of this room. His nose may have detected male ejaculations, but his mind envisioned pain, suffering, and the cries of young boys who couldn't understand why they were being treated this way.

Moving on, he passed a bathroom and then to the final room, which was where the kidnapped boys were kept. The outside of the door had a deadbolt lock on it, and the door was wide open as Chief Haoa's men had already been here and passed on the news that no boys were present. Three cots were all that could be seen with a small light bulb hanging from the ceiling.

That was it, such an unassuming building for so much terror and suffering. John began to head back to the front entrance. Down the short hallway, he passed one more door. Opening it, he discovered it was a closet where several coats were hanging. As he got ready to move on, his flashlight reflected off a piece of metal between the coats on the back wall. Spreading apart the coats, he discovered another deadbolt on a door. Why was there another room in the closet? His first impulse was to call Chief Haoa and his men to come here and check this out. Maybe some of Lam Sin's men were hiding inside, waiting for the opportunity to strike, but the door was locked from the outside.

His heart began that familiar mile-a-minute beating when he first got on the canoe to the island, as he slowly slid the bolt back and opened the door. It was total darkness inside. Shining his flashlight around, he discovered a solitary cot. He quickly stepped back, thinking maybe there was a third guard. But he realized it didn't make sense being a locked room. He slowly swung his flashlight around. He then saw a movement in the corner behind the cot and again jumped back. He decided this was something Chief Haoa and his men should investigate if it was indeed a third man in the building. This was not the time to play heroics.

As he got ready to turn around, he heard what sounded like a whimpering noise. And then a small child-like voice saying one word. It wasn't in English, but John recognized the dialect. It was Kalaukan and the voice was saying 'please.' He slowly approached the corner and discovered who was making that pleading sound. A couple of eyes were all that could be seen as the rest of the body was in a fetal position wrapped in a blanket clutched tightly.

It took a moment to realize that this could be Kauri, son of Chief Haoa! He kneeled in front of the boy and whispered, "Kauri?" The eyes widened with recognition. Hoping the boy had learned enough of the English language at his age, John again softly spoke. "I'm here with your father, Chief Haoa. You're going home."

The boy only replied in two English words, "Father? Home?"

John nodded his head and stretched out his hand. Letting go of the blanket, Kauri stuck out his small little fist. John grabbed the outstretched arm and pulled the boy to a standing position. The blanket had fallen, revealing the naked body of the young Kalaukan. Rather than admire the nude form that stood in front of him, he was shocked at the various bruises and marks on the small torso. He picked up the blanket and wrapped it around the boy. The smell of smoke permeated the air and John knew the final destruction of this place had begun.

***

Taking the boy's hand with one arm and grabbing the briefcase with the other, John made his way outside. He finally got to glimpse the outside antenna as it was engulfed in flames. As he moved away from the building, Chief Haoa approached. Kauri's cry of 'Father' in the Kalaukan tongue momentarily stunned the chief as he had sadly accepted the fact earlier his son wasn't here. John released the boy's hand. As he gingerly headed toward his father, Chief Haoa ran and scooped up his son as both young and old cried at their reunion. Tangaroa came up to the Chief and was shocked to see Kauri. He approached John. "Where did you find him? My men searched all the rooms."

"There was a secret room hidden inside a closet. If my flashlight hadn't reflected off the deadbolt, I would have missed it." John could see the realization and horror upon Tangaroa's face that the boy would have been killed in the fire had not John found him.

"There will be no way to thank you for saving Kauri's life. You are a true Kalaukan."

John wasn't sure about the 'true Kalaukan' part but was glad the chief and his son were together after two long weeks, not knowing where his son was or even if the boy was alive. Chief Haoa set his son down as he noticed the grimaces on the boy's face when he was hugged too tightly. Removing the blanket and in the light of the burning antenna fire, he saw the marks on the 10-year-old's body. The chief didn't say a word but gently wrapped the blanket around Kauri, picked him up again, and headed toward the canoes. Tangaroa then told John he should also head back to the beach as the final fires were going to be lit. John nodded his head and proceeded to the shore. Looking at his watch, he saw they had about 90 minutes of darkness left before the sun would appear.

As he spotted the canoes, he saw Chief Haoa and Kauri sitting in one of them, the father talking softly to the son. John didn't want to disturb them and sat on the sandy shore awaiting Tangaroa and his men. Five minutes later, huge explosions erupted as the cans of fuel were ignited, causing an initial fireball. Soon the Kalaukan warriors appeared and it was time to leave. Tangaroa told John that two of the warriors would paddle the canoe with the chief and his son. Two others would man the second, and he, John, and the last warrior would be in the third. As he walked by the canoe that would be manned by two of the Kalaukan warriors, he saw inside the bodies of the two men who had been killed. As they got close to the Sea Ray, Tangaroa explained that the bodies would be dumped into the ocean. John just nodded his head, his stomach again making that now-familiar churning as he realized that he was looking at death.

Swiftly, silently, the three canoes paddled out to sea. He trusted the Kalaukan men to find his boat even though he couldn't yet see it and had no idea where it was. It wasn't long before the pink tinges of daylight appeared on the eastern horizon. And soon thereafter, the Sea Ray was spotted, bringing a big sigh of relief to John. Chief Haoa and Kauri boarded first, then John, Tangaroa, and another warrior. He looked over the side to see the two Kalaukan men lift the bodies of the men and drop them into the ocean. As the remaining men climbed aboard and tied the three canoes to the boat once again, John was stunned at the next sight. Several sharks started circling the bodies, and almost instantly, the dead men were grabbed, pulled under, and disappeared.

"Jesus!" was all John could mutter as he fought the urge to throw up.

Tangaroa came and stood next to John. "As we paddled to the island, we saw that sharks lived in these waters. That's when we decided to dispose of the bodies so no trace would ever be found."

Once again, John found himself shivering. To add to everything that happened, they had been paddling through shark-infested waters! All he could do was nod his head. He headed toward the bow to start the motors, made a 180-degree turn, and headed in the direction of Kalauka Island.

Chapter 27
The Rescue (Part 3)

As the return trip began, the Kalaukan men made themselves comfortable once more and appeared to be taking a nap. Chief Haoa accepted John's invitation for him and Kauri to go below and use the privacy provided. John thought he would feel exhausted after what had occurred, but apparently, the adrenalin was still pumping, and it would take a while before his body demanded rest. He looked behind him to see a column of smoke rising in the distance from the burning of the island. He knew Lam Sin would be furious when he found out, but hopefully wouldn't be able to discover who did it. And with luck, also a pipeline of kidnapped local native boys had been shut down for good.

He looked at the closed briefcase he had taken and wondered what he would find. He resisted the temptation to open it and decided he would do it after he got home. He then realized that after he did return to Paradise Island, there would be just enough time to sleep before he had to get ready for Troy's second arrival and then to depart with him to the airport for the long flight to the United States.

He then picked up the radio and called Paradise Island. "John!' It was the voice of Mike. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, and we had good luck. We found Kauri. He's going home to be with his family." He could hear the backgrounds shouts of Chris and Matt as they were elated with the good news. "Let me talk to Troy."

"Good to hear your voice, John. Are you on your way back here?"

"No, I'm still three hours from Kalauka Island. Then the chief wants me to stay for a celebration. So it will be late this afternoon before I'm back home. How did the boys behave?"

"Well, they weren't too happy with the haircuts. They thought they should look like real castaways stranded on an island as their hair grew longer; otherwise, there was no problem. I know they were concerned the whole time you were away."

The man chuckled at the boys' reaction to having their hair cut. "They were on my mind the entire time, too," John echoed back. "Tell them I'll be home as soon as possible," ending the connection. Yes, he would be home, barely long enough before an even longer journey began.

So it was time again to think of Joshua and the first confrontation in four years. He tried to recall the last time he had seen the boy when he was 9-years-old. Both were naked on the bed, the man enjoying the soft body of the boy, Joshua just learning how to jack John off and marveling at how much he enjoyed it with each dry cum. He especially liked it when the man shot over his small chest and stomach and then licked up his cum.

When John first decided to taste his cum, he wasn't sure if he could do it, but he recalled Roberto sucking him off and swallowing him entirely, and Roberto's cum didn't have a bad taste at all. So he began with the 9-year-old. If there was any bad taste when he first licked some up, it was offset by the eroticism of using his tongue on the boy and watching him laugh and giggle. Sometimes John would shoot his entire load on the cock and balls of the boy so he could suck and enjoy that pleasure as he brought Joshua to repeated dry orgasms. At that last visit, Joshua was considering tasting John's cum for the first time. He had started putting John's cock in his mouth but never came close to getting the man off as John would stop and finish ejaculating over Joshua's white milky skin. They never met again after that.

Now, in less than 48 hours, he would see him again. He knew that during the long plane flight, his mind would be pre-occupied, wondering what his and Joshua's reactions would be after all this time. His thoughts were interrupted when he saw Chief Haoa emerge from the Sea Ray's cabin. The next sight surprised him as Tangaroa, and the five accompanying warriors got down on one bended knee facing the chief, heads bowed. Tangaroa was saying something softly to Chief Haoa, but John could not make out the words. He thought the chief appeared angry but wasn't sure. He shouldn't be as the mission was a success, and Kauri rescued. The chief's face then seemed to soften somewhat. He placed a hand on Tangaroa's head and spoke a few words. Then he turned and went back into the cabin to rejoin his 10-year-old son. The six men then stood up. Tangaroa looked in John's direction, saw he had been watching what just occurred, and went to him.

"We apologized for nearly costing our chief his son," Tangaroa explained. "We thought we had searched carefully, but we didn't. If you hadn't spotted that door in the closet, I'd hate to think the terrible death Kauri would have suffered, not knowing his father had come to bring him home. We would have never known his fate. You saved Kauri's life, and all of us are aware of that and grateful," as the Kalaukan gave a slight bow of the head.

"Please, Tangaroa, it was luck. I could have just as easily missed it and would assume Kauri had been sent onward to Singapore. If anything, I'm sorry we didn't find other boys to return to their families."

"When everyone sees what young Kauri went through, hopefully, it will stifle any further curiosity to go beyond our village and island boundaries."

"I don't understand," John said.

"As I told you earlier, Chief Haoa was torn between letting you come to our island per Aukai's invitation given the recent disappearance of his youngest son. If anything, it provided fuel among us elders to change the chief's mind, but he decided he couldn't let his personal feelings influence what he thought was the right decision. Aukai's acts were beyond what the chief expected. He was afraid that other young boys would also want to venture outside our village, to meet other strangers. Those desires were tempered somewhat when Kauri was kidnapped. Our boys never spoke publicly again but as it got closer to you coming by and being the first outsider, excitement once again grew. Aukai had shared with others of meeting you and desiring that you be the first outsider to come into our village. Today, everyone can see through Kauri what risks our young ones face should they try going beyond our boundaries to meet strangers. Not all men are like you. Sadly, many Lam Sins are looking to take advantage of a child's innocence."

"But curiosity is part of our human nature, as you mentioned yourself, Tangaroa, especially in young boys. Your village has opened what we call in my culture, a 'Pandora's Box.' You cannot keep everyone from desiring to see what lies beyond, now that it has been exposed to them. You've had teachers and traders who come to your island, sharing the wonders of the world just outside their reach. How are you going to stifle that curiosity?"

"It will be difficult," the native man admitted. "It is hoped that the love and enjoyment of our lifestyle and the possibility of losing it forever will deter, at least for a while, the desire to leave and possibly exposing our culture. What we want to do with traders and teachers are to add to our culture, not detract or endanger it."

At that moment, Chief Haoa reappeared from the cabin and approached the two men. Tangaroa gave a slight bow and retreated to the stern to rejoin the others. "I don't know where to begin to thank you for saving my son's life. If I had not allowed you to accompany us to the island, we would be mourning now, instead of celebrating."

"How is Kauri?"

"He's asleep. It took a while for him to accept the fact he was going home. He wanted to share with me what those two men did to him, but I said not now. I wanted him to rest and get ready to be welcomed back home."

John then replied. "Hopefully, once home with Aukai and everyone else will make the healing easier and quicker. And please, Chief Haoa, as I told Tangaroa, it was just luck that my flashlight beam hit that metal bolt behind a closet full of clothes. A slight movement of my hand in another direction and I would have missed it."

"I know, my friend, but whether it was luck or fate, it was you who found him, and my village, and especially myself, will always be grateful. I hope you will stay for a while upon our return to join in the celebration." John responded by saying he could stay for a very short while, as he desired to get home. "And, after all," he thought to himself, "my clothes are there."

"I understand. You have three wonderful boys waiting for you anxious to know you're all right," the chief replied. John then shared with the chief that had already called home and to let everyone know he was safe and Kauri rescued.

The final hours seem to drag as the sun rose higher toward the noon sky. He had been awake over 24 hours and kept wondering how his body was able to keep him alert all this time. He figured it was still a very slow withdrawal from the adrenalin events of the evening and that soon his body would collapse.

He used his binoculars and was soon rewarded with the outline of Kalauka Island. He yelled at the Chief and Tangaroa that they were almost home. Haoa went below and fetched his son, still wrapped in the blanket John found him in. Picking up his son, he pointed to the ever-growing hills and trees as they drew closer. At a pre-arranged signal John and Chief Haoa had agreed upon, should the mission be successful, John fired a flare pistol. Still looking through the binoculars, the exploding flare at its zenith was like the signal to open a human tidal wave and it appeared every Kalaukan came from within the forest to the shore to welcome everyone home. Soon, several canoes were pushed out into the sea as scores of men and boys came to meet the Sea Ray and its passengers. The cheers grew louder as Kauri was spotted being held high by his father's strong arms. John took this opportunity after coming to a complete stop to call Paradise Island and let the three boys know what was going on.

"John!" was Chris's voice coming over the radio, "Boy, am I glad to hear your voice!"

"I'm happy to hear yours too." John gave a quick summary they had just arrived at Kalauka Island, and the village now knew that no one was hurt and the chief's son had been rescued.

"We've hardly slept since you left yesterday."

"Well, all of us are going to need a very good night's sleep," as he heard the excited voices of Chris and Matt in the background. It was then Chris's voice that spoke to John.

"When will you be home?"

"Hopefully, very soon. I've been invited to stay and join the celebration of Kauri's return, but I'll make it as short as possible. I want to get home before it gets dark. I've done enough piloting in the dark to last me a long time."

It was then Matt who spoke. "We missed you. We were scared something might go wrong." John heard Chris in the background saying they weren't scared, only Matt, with the 12-year-old countering that both Chris and Mike expressed concerns about the rescue mission and the unknown.

"Believe me; I've missed all of you. I'll call again when I get ready to leave here so that you know I'm on my way home. Let Troy know what happened." Getting an acknowledgment from Mike, John terminated the contact. It was perfect timing as the Sea Ray was quickly surrounded by several Kalaukan canoes.

Not surprisingly, it was Aukai who boarded first. John stayed at the bow by the controls allowing some privacy as Aukai grabbed and hugged his brother, getting grimaces from the 10-year-old if he squeezed too tight. Other men boarded the craft, possibly the elders of the village, as they surrounded the chief and his son, shaking hands and congratulating the village leader and the warriors for a safe and successful trip. Haoa kept pointing at John as though to inform the others that it was he who found the boy. John was hoping this wouldn't become another embarrassing moment giving him so much praise for what was a stroke of luck, not heroism or extraordinary courage.

Aukai then came up to John and hugged him. John returned the gesture as both embraced for several moments. Moving away from each other, the man saw tears in the 12-year-old's eyes. Aukai looked up at John and softly spoke.

"Thank you for bringing my brother home," as he again hugged the man.

There was a mixture of feelings within John. Now that everyone was safe, the fatigue of the past 24 hours was starting to show. He felt Aukai's body press into him and realized how much they had shared over the past few months from that first visit and the revelation of the Kalaukan lifestyle of freely shared and encouraged sex to one week ago, giving this same boy his passage to manhood in an age-old ceremony. He looked toward the stern and saw that everyone was getting off and into canoes. John released the native boy's arms around him and pointed behind him. Aukai nodded his head and took hold of one of John's hands. Heading toward the stern, they went down a ladder and into the last canoe waiting for them. Soon they were being paddled toward the island.

It didn't seem like there was any place to beach the canoes as the entire Kalaukan village covered the shoreline, but the crowd parted as the canoe approached and soon John was once again standing on Kalaukan soil. Many of the villagers came and surrounded John, but soon backed off as Chief Haoa and Kauri approached. This was the first time John could see the 10-year-old in the bright daylight. There were some bruises on the face, but he could see resemblances between this boy and his older brother. Chief Haoa bent over and whispered something in the boy's ear. The next moment Kauri walked up to John and hugged him, much to the delight of the villagers who cheered their approval. Once again, John was feeling somewhat uncomfortable from all this recognition and praise.

Chief Haoa then spoke to John. "It is time to go to the village and celebrate. Come, my friend." Aukai held one of John's hands, and Kauri was once again picked up by his Father. They led the procession as everyone began the walk back to the village to rejoice in a safe mission and the return of one of their own.

***

By all logic, John's body should be screaming to find a bed and get some sleep. He had been awake for nearly 30 hours. The emotional toll from the just concluded rescue mission had drained him completely. Yet he found a new burst of energy somewhere inside triggered by the spontaneous welcome of the Kalaukan people. As they walked from the shore to the village, the atmosphere of joy and happiness permeated the air giving his body that little extra push to keep going. Aukai continued to hold the man's hand as Kauri showed signs of being tired. Chief Haoa carried him gently in his arms the remainder of the walk. John could only wonder what the boy had gone through in the two weeks on that island. He was curious why the Kalaukan youth was locked up in a secret closet? He hoped that the laptop and papers he retrieved might shed some light on that.

The now-familiar sight of the Kalaukan village came upon the large group. What came next was a sight John was sure very few people would ever witness in their lifetime. Nearly 300 men, women, boys, and girls removed their sarongs, exposing their naked bodies. It was an instant nudist colony! As John removed his black cape, sarong, and the bracelet, he turned to Aukai to return the items.

"Oh no, John. That is yours. All warriors have their very own. That is what I hope to earn one day."

There it was, the warrior title again. Even after what had recently occurred, the man didn't feel like a warrior. He was scared shitless most of the time he was on Lam Sin's island. Although he was happy that luck was on his side to spot that hidden door, he wondered if they had come back empty-handed, would he still be treated as a warrior? But it was no use explaining that to these people. He graciously accepted the gift and thanked Aukai.

Within moments, the women brought large platters of food to the main hut, and as many as could fit went inside for the feast. John realized that along with the lack of sleep, he hadn't eaten since the bowl of cereal the previous morning. He sat between Chief Haoa and Aukai and ravenously tackled the food. He asked the chief about Kauri.

"He is with his mother." Then with a voice seething in anger, he continued. "When I saw the marks on his body, I asked myself how could men do such things to a young boy? Sex does not involve beating a child and leaving such marks. The men on that island died an easy death instead of what they deserved."

John shuttered, recalling the two bodies being taken out to the ocean and then fed to the sharks. "Will Kauri be all right?"

"His wounds will heal. There will be no permanent marks. It's his emotional state I worry about. I told his mother to keep him wrapped in some type of clothing for a while. Being naked again so soon, even among us, may bring back nightmares of what he went through." That was a good idea, John told the chief.

Aukai then spoke to the man. "After the ceremony, I want to give you pleasure to thank you for bringing Kauri back home." Even though that thought should have excited the man, he was feeling the fatigue more and more. The afternoon was quickly passing by, and he wanted to get home to Paradise Island.

"That's not necessary, Aukai. It's been a very long day and I need to get home. In my next visit, we can enjoy each other as much as we want."

The boy smiled at him. "I will make your cock very hard so that you can't wait to fuck me. I've been waiting for this time so that we can have fun as we did two nights ago on your island. And," Aukai pausing with a smile, "warriors don't get tired."

It was Chief Haoa who saved what could have been a disastrous moment. Tired and without thinking of the consequences, John was about to snap at the 12-year-old and shout he wasn't a warrior and was tired of being called that, but before he opened his mouth, the chief had asked John to stand up.

"As a final gesture of thanks for helping us bring back one of our own, the elders and I have decided to make you an honorary member of the Kalaukan family. No outsider has ever had this privilege. You may come and go as you please and may enjoy the pleasures of our lifestyle whenever you want. Your boys are also welcomed to be with us whenever possible. As a Kalaukan, you need to have a Kalaukan name. From now on, you will be called Matareka, meaning 'the one with a smiling face.'"

The hut exploded with cheers from everyone happy with the chief's decision to make John an honorary member. Chief Haoa then shook hands with John and then the two hugged. Then Aukai squeezed the man. John realized how close he had come to ruining everything by getting ready to shout at the beautiful boy. He sighed with thankfulness that nothing happened.

"Thank you, Chief Haoa. I don't know what to say. All of you have been wonderful. I realize there's more to this than just a Kalaukan name. Besides the pride and honor that goes with it, there is also the responsibility that being a Kalaukan entails. I promise to treasure and respect your traditions, to comply with the wishes of Chief Haoa and the elders, and I promise to love every one of you as a brother and sister."

This got one more cheer as John received another hug from Chief Haoa. Tangaroa and Takatu, another elder, also came up, hugged John, and welcomed him as a new Kalaukan member. Aukai kept grabbing his hand, wanting to pull him away from the crowd. Haoa noticed it and whispered to John, "My son wants you alone for a while. He wants to thank you in his way."

Despite the fatigue, this new honor once again invigorated the man. After getting ready to yell at the boy, he was now looking forward to the sex that was about to occur. Thanking everyone he could, John slowly backed out of the large hut and walked with Aukai to the one both used the night before the 'Rite of Manhood' ceremony. In the daylight, he could see the cute little ass of the boy and thought to himself, "The hell with sleep. I'm going to fuck that boy."

As they walked to the hut, a boy of about 13 years of age came up to John. "Will you please tell Mike hello for me? He and I spent time together when you came to visit last week. My name is Fauiki." John vaguely recognized the boy as the one who last week announced to him that Chief Haoa was waiting for him just before the ceremony was to begin and yesterday brought the pigments for Aukai to use painting John's chest. He didn't recall Mike mentioning this teen's name, but would try to remember to ask him when he got home. John hadn't paid any close attention to the teen boys of the village, but took a good look at Fauiki and saw a sexually attractive young lad. He wondered…

"I will pass along your greeting, Fauiki. I'm glad Mike made a friend here."

In a moment, the adult and boy were inside the hut. Aukai pushed John down to the mat, which was almost a mistake as it was the first time in nearly a day-and-a-half that his body was able to physically relax, and he almost passed out – but the Kalaukan's tongue and mouth on his cock wouldn't allow that. Despite the fatigue, John found himself getting aroused and now looking forward to invading the anal tunnel of the youth. "Who needs an energy-boosting drink when a hot-looking boy with a fuckable ass is with you," he thought to himself. He told the boy to turn around and lay in the familiar 69 positions so that he could enjoy the smooth hairless cock and balls of the boy. Soon, soft moanings came from both man and boy as each gave and received pleasures on their hard shafts. Aukai sensed the man was close to cumming and stopped. He sat up, his cock slipping out of John's mouth. He then straddled the man's waist as he grabbed the stiff rod, aimed it at his rosebud, and slowly sank, engulfing the entire man's cock. John thought he was going to cum right then and there as he felt the tight muscles grip his cock as each inch made its entry into the gate of paradise. When Aukai felt his ass make contact with John's pubic area, he remained motionless, not wanting his friend to reach his peak yet. John, himself, was fighting the urge to begin the fucking motion and allow his cock to enjoy the boy's grip as much and as long as possible. The feeling was as though his cock had found a home and was willing to stay there forever.

"Aukai, your ass is so tight and warm. I've wanted since the first day we met to feel my cock inside you, and although I got that pleasure two days ago without any pain, this is so wonderful feeling it again and you enjoying it too."

The boy was facing John and bent down to kiss the man on his lips. "I know that John, and I'm glad we are finally together like this. I know while you're away I will have sex with other boys and men here who want to feel their cocks inside my ass, but it will always be you that I will feel the closest to and have the greatest pleasure with," as he raised his waist and began the up and down piston motion on the man's cock. John reached up to tweak and pinch the boy's nipples, getting a groan from the 12-year-old. The bouncing motion continued. John grabbed Aukai's 3 1/2-inch-cock [9cm] and started stoking it, wanting to bring the boy to his orgasm.

"John, I want to feel you cum in me like last time. So please shoot me hard with all you've got."

"Believe me, I want to do just that," thought the man as he was using one hand to play with the boy's balls, feeling the sack grow smaller as the jewels tightened up inside. He was trying desperately to hold on as long as possible, but a combination of factors went against him. Aukai cried out he was cumming as his young cock coated the fingers of John's hand with his youthful cum. It triggered an even tighter grip, if that was possible, of the boy's ass, which caused the floodgates to open as John's hips jerked into the boy as stream after stream of his man cum filled the inside of the native boy's tunnel. If one were to look at these two at their moments of ecstasy, it would appear as a strange ritual dance as both bodies joined together, jerked and shivered as they rode the roller coaster of sexual release. As the waves of pleasures began to recede, Aukai collapsed on top of John.

Both were motionless for several moments, their sweaty bodies reflecting the intense efforts Aukai and John had put in their just-concluded lovemaking. John ran his hand along the back of the preteen on top of him, feeling his cock soften inside the boy's love chute, but not yet wanting to leave its sanctuary. Aukai raised his head and again kissed the man.

"Thank you, John. That was wonderful. I don't think I ever came so hard before," as the man realized he had a hand covered in the boy's sweet nectar.

Even though his body was tired, John's balls had almost two days since he fucked Aukai Wednesday evening, recalling the amount of man jizz he shot into the boy. John thought he had never blasted so much. "We both probably set a record today," as Aukai sat up, then raised his body, John's cock making a plopping sound as it exited the boy's ass. Immediately came steam of cum leaked from inside. To John, it was an erotic picture, a proof positive that the boy's ass had been conquered. Instead of the flag of the victor over land won in battle, it was the sight of a man's cum seeping from a just fucked boy's ass as a symbol of his conquest.

Cleaning themselves up, with John getting dressed in his clothes, the two walked toward the shore with final waves from many of the Kalaukan people, including Chief Haoa. Two men awaited them as they entered the canoe and were paddled out to the Sea Ray. Climbing on board, Aukai asked John when he would return.

"I don't know Aukai. I'll try not to make it too long. I know the boys would love to come here and see all of you again. In the meantime, take care of your brother and help him forget what happened and to love sex once more the way it was meant to be."

"Father says it may take a while but believes Kauri will be okay," the native boy replied. Smiling, he continued, "He and I had a lot of fun together," as John nodded his head understanding the close sexual bond the two brothers must have had. Saying goodbye to the 12-year-old, he watched the canoe return to the shore as Aukai waved back one more time.

Storing the garments he wore to Lam Sin's island, John started the motors and began the trip back to Paradise Island. He figured, with luck, he'd arrive home just as the sun was setting. He picked up the radio and called.

"I'm on my way home. Should be there in a couple of hours."

"Are you hungry? We can fix you something to eat," came the voice of Mike.

"No, we had a feast to mark the safe return of Kauri, so I'm okay for now. I just need a shower and a long night's sleep."

"Okay, we'll see you when you get here."

***

The next two hours were the most challenging as John tried to stay awake. "Just a little further," he kept reminding himself. To help, he went over in detail in his head the journey to Lam Sin's island and the rescue of Chief Haoa's son. Looking once again at the briefcase he brought aboard, he wondered what secrets it contained. Could there be a weakness that could bring down Lam Sin and his constant kidnapping of boys for his personal sexual use? And how would Lam Sin react to the destruction of his island?

John used about half of the journey home, occupying his mind over the recent past events. Now, he looked to the future. Although very tired, in 24 hours, he would begin another journey, this time thousands of miles away to see a boy for the first time in four years. Although he expected that visit to be short and conclusive, he looked ahead to being back home for good by Tuesday evening and finally settling back to the erotic routine of love and sex with his three boys. He smiled at that thought. Yes, love and sex with such hot-looking boys was a routine he could handle every day of the week.

Grabbing the radio, he informed the boys that he was just 15 minutes away. Mike responded, saying they would meet him at the dock. The setting sun was just touching the western horizon, and John was glad the timing was good. Any longer on Kalauka Island, and he would be arriving in the dark. His spirits rose as the outline of his island began to appear. His island! How many could claim such a thing? What began as a place of solitude and escape from the past had now turned into a home of love, excitement, and the fulfillment of a boylover's dreams. He wondered if there were other homes somewhere on this planet where such a lifestyle existed besides Kalauka Island or maybe the Ulanti? He was sure there were, but sadly being kept very well hidden. Wouldn't it be wonderful if men and boys from different lands and cultures could meet? No matter what distance or language barriers there were, all would share the same philosophy of love and sex between men and boys.

The dock began to grow closer as he slowed the engine for mooring. At first, he thought it was the fatigue from the past day-and-a-half that was playing tricks on him. He blinked his eyes several times. It was then that he knew what he saw was real. Troy and all three boys were waiting for him. In his surprise at seeing such a sight, he almost allowed the Sea Ray to approach too quickly at its mooring dock. He quickly throttled back and slowly slid the boat to its berth, throwing a line to the boys to secure. Grabbing the suitcase and ceremonial garments, he stepped on the dock to a chorus of greetings and hugs from each boy and a strong handshake from the pilot. Using whatever little bit of energy he had left, and almost leaning on the boys, John walked the short distance and finally saw home.

Chapter 28
A Brief Rest Before Another Journey

Before they reached the house, Troy excused himself and said he had to return to Majuro. John apologized, "I'm sorry I got back so late you're flying in the dark,"

The pilot smiled. "I don't usually do that as 99% of my business is during the daylight hours. But once in a while, like an emergency, I have to get to my destination in the evening. Tonight is just a straight shot back home."

Extending his hand again, John said thanks. "I'll look forward to you picking me up Sunday afternoon."

"I will and you boys take care of him," getting a confirmation from the three. Just as they entered the house, they heard the motor start up on the helicopter and shortly afterward, the liftoff as Troy left Paradise Island. As soon as the sound faded, the boys rushed to the bedrooms, stripped off their clothes, and returned to the living room naked.

"This was one of the reasons we couldn't wait until you got back," Mike said with a large grin, getting agreements from Chris and Matt.

"Wow!" John began. "You three are a beautiful sight for these tired eyes. It's good to be home and to see you again." The three began bombarding John with questions about the rescue mission. He asked them to be patient until they were seated in the living room and then would share what he could before taking that long overdue rest in his bed.

John thought he would pass out the moment he sat on his familiar padded recliner. But somehow, his eyeballs didn't want to shut out the sight quite yet of the three naked boys sitting Indian-style on the floor in front of him. He briefly told them of the journey; the revelation Chief Haoa shared with him of another village and people called the Ulanti.

"They live the same way as the Kalaukans?" Chris asked.

"They were a long time ago. They used to visit each other and have the same fun. After the battle, neither has spoken to one another since. But it would seem probable that the Ulanti still have the same lifestyle as before."

"It's too bad they don't get along anymore. We could have two islands to visit and have fun with their people," Mike concluded.

"Are you telling me you couldn't get enough sex with the Kalaukans?" the man asked, causing Chris and Matt to chuckle.

"No," the boy acted a little defensively. "Maybe we could be ambassadors and patch things up between the two islands."

"It's a nice thought, Mike, but it's been 25 years. Be grateful we're invited to Kalauka Island. The Ulanti may never let an outsider in."

Getting back to his narration John continued by sharing the moments spent on Lam Sin's island and discovering the only boy there was Kauri. He showed them, but didn't open, the briefcase he had retrieved saying he hoped to learn more of Lam Sin and his operations. He didn't want to say anything at the moment of the men living there, but couldn't avoid it as Matt brought up the question.

"Chief Haoa's men took care of them. That's all I can tell you right now. Maybe later, I'll share more." The boys didn't need anymore, as they understood what had happened.

Chris got up and leaned over John noticing some markings on the man's chest just above the edge of the shirt. "What's this?" John removed his shirt to reveal the Kalaukan symbols painted on his upper body by Aukai, stating they were indicative of a warrior getting ready for battle.

"A warrior!" Matt exclaimed.

"Believe me, Matt, I felt anything but. I was so scared most of the time. I don't mind admitting it. We were fortunate events turned out the way they did. I guess no one ever expected an attack on Lam Sin's island; therefore, no defensive precautions were installed. Had there been any and we were spotted, well…" leaving the rest thoroughly understood by the boys.

"And the celebration?" Mike asked.

"Just a big feast to rejoice that Kauri was returned safely."

"Nothing else?" Mike prodded.

"All right. To thank me for helping them, I was made an honorary member of the Kalaukan family. I was given the name 'Matareka.'"

Chris and Matt were intrigued that their friend was now considered a Kalaukan. John told them as part of the honor, the three boys were invited over any time to enjoy their hospitality. He thought he saw their little cocks twitch as both boys recalled the multiple cock-sucking events, as several boys took turns with one another.

"And what about you and Aukai?" Mike asked, a suspicious tone in his voice.

"What about Aukai and me? He thanked me for bringing his brother home safely."

"And that's it?" Mike responded with a suspicious tone still in his voice.

"What are you implying?"

"Just kidding," the boy replied. "I figured there was no way you could have spent any time on Kalauka Island without messing around with Aukai."

"I see I can't keep any secrets from any of you. All right, Aukai wanted to thank me in his way for bringing his brother back safe and sound." The boys were silent. "Aukai felt me inside him last week, but really couldn't enjoy it because of the pain. He wanted to repeat the pleasure he enjoyed when he was here visiting us. So we took the opportunity to have some fun."

"We're not jealous or upset, John," Chris quickly explained. "We even figured you might have some sex. After all, isn't that what the Kalaukan people enjoy the most, the sex? We're just glad you're back with us so that we can have fun with you again."

"By the way, Mike, a boy named Fauiki asked me to say hello to you. Do you know who he is?" John recalled.

The 12-year-old smiled with recognition. "Yes, after Chief Haoa had sex, he called over Fauiki and told him to share some of the Kalaukan sex with me. We went to his hut. He sucked me off twice and let me fuck him. I liked being with him. The only part I didn't like, was him always saying I was the cutest 'little' 12-year-old he ever had fun with." This got laughs from everyone.

"Well, he must have had some very special moments with you and I'm sure he can't wait to see the cutest little 12-year-old again," as Mike seemed to blush, amid the laughter from Chris and Matt.

Matt then changed the subject. "We're glad you're back safe and sound and that Kauri was rescued.

"I had to come back," getting puzzling looks from the boys. "You three are the fulfillment of a lifelong dream. I thought I would be the luckiest guy in the world if I had just one boy to love and who loved me and to share that bond with sex. But I have been triply blessed with three wonderful, good-looking boys. The fact that all of you, in just a short period, has grown to love sex and to desire pleasuring me in the best way possible cannot describe how I feel. There was no way I was going to lose you now."

"So which one of us do you want to do it with now?" Chris asked.

John smiled. "Believe me, my desire is there, but my body is so tired. Please, let me shower and sleep." Although disappointed none of the boys were going to enjoy sex with the man right away, they could see by his face how fatigued he was. They all agreed he should get to bed.

"I can't argue with that," John stated as he reached out and touched each boy's cheek. As he got up, he thought he would pass out from exhaustion. Telling the boys goodnight, he headed for the shower. Later, John would look back and realize he couldn't recall the last waking moments of that day. He figured he went through the motions of cleaning and drying himself. He vaguely recollected walking into his bedroom, but nothing after that as he lost consciousness milliseconds after his head hit the pillow.

***

Consciousness returned as Chris was gently awakening John. The first sight the man's eyes saw as they fluttered open was the 12-year-old's soft cock and small ball sack less than two feet away. The boy had squatted over his chest. He turned his head to look at the boy who had a big grin on his face. As his eyes got adjusted to the bright daylight, he asked how long he had been asleep.

"Around the clock, John. Twelve hours! I woke you up because we made breakfast for you."

"I'm glad you did," as the man sat up on the bed. He figured if he still needed more sleep, the opportunity would be available on the long plane flight tomorrow. As he got ready to stand up, Chris pushed him back on the bed.

"Not yet," as the boy sat firmly on the man. "After you went to sleep, Matt, Mike, and I played cards to see who gets to wake you up and start your day with some boy sex. Guess who won?" that big grin again. It didn't take long for John's cock to react not only to the beautiful sight lying next to him but also to the thought of a nice ass to fuck before breakfast. He pushed the boy off and had him lying on his back. Chris quickly added, "But no tickling!" as the boy recalled what John did to him.

"That wasn't tickling. Tickling is using your fingers. I was giving you a raspberry," as he quickly placed one under one of the boy's smooth armpits.

"Okay! Okay," the boy laughed, lowering his arm to the reaction of John's lips underneath. "Then no raspberries."

"You're no fun," John smiled as his hands roamed over the soft flesh of the boy. He sucked first on one, then the other nipple, getting its little boy points to stand up. He gently scraped his teeth over them, getting a little jerk from the boy's body and a moan from between the lips. He worked over the smooth chest and stomach, savoring the young smooth boy body. As he hit the pubic area, he spent extra time licking and kissing the area around the now hard shaft of the youth. To John, there's something about a boy's hairless pubic area, smooth like the day he was born, not one hair to mar its surface. Even though he kept his pubes shaved, it still wasn't the same. It was artificial, as he would describe it, not natural as on a prepubescent boy. The tongue flicked over that smooth patch of skin, occasionally flicking the head of the boy's cock, its pre-cum already leaking in anticipation of what was drawing closer. Licking the shaft of the boy's cock, he then engulfed the ball sack, rolling its small jewels with his tongue.

Chris was trying hard to stay still, but the electricity emanating from the mouth of John made it difficult. The man could feel the boy squirm as the erotic pleasures increased.

Releasing the 'package', he raised the boy's legs to reach another special area between the ball sack, the perineum and the rosebud soon to be entered. The constant flicking of the man's tongue was bringing Chris closer to the end. He knew he would explode soon, but wanted it done to bring a great orgasm.

"Please, John, finish me with you sucking me off," he pleaded.

"Anything to make you happy," John said with a smile and lowered the boy's legs. Moving back up to the boy's shaft, his tongue once again gave the head a good licking, tasting the pre-cum slowly leaking out. Chris tried to push his cock inside John's mouth and the man knew the boy was desperate to release his cum. So the man's mouth became a sucking machine as the pressure increased for the young balls to once more produce a batch of sweet-tasting cream. Chris' hips jerked as each time the cock was almost out of the man's mouth, he pushed it back in. John's hands massaged the ball sack feeling the skin shrink as the time had come to open the floodgates. With one last cry of pleasure, the boy pushed his cock as deep as he could into the man's oral cavity as his cock acted like a cannon shooting round after round of his sweet juice into the man's awaiting mouth.

John's eyes had been open as he sucked on the young cock and watched Chris, whose own eyes were squeezed shut, react as the boy got closer to his orgasm. When he felt the final shove of the cock in his mouth, he closed his own eyes as he accepted the reward of pleasuring the boy with another deposit of delicious freshly produced boy nectar. To John, no mint or mouthwash could ever taste this good and leave such a pleasant flavor. It may have been John's imagination, but it seemed each time he sucked one of the boys off, their ejaculation seemed longer and stronger. Whatever the reason, his tongue swirled the nectar as the last squirts came from the boy. He released the softening cock, enjoyed the taste within his mouth, and lay down next to the boy.

"I swear, John, each time I cum, I feel like I've squirted the most I ever have."

"It seems that way to me too, Chris. You might say your balls are learning with each experience to produce more. My mouth seems to get a little more of your sweet cum than before," as Chris reached up and hugged the man. "Thank you for showing me how wonderful sex is, especially done with someone you love. I wish more boys could have felt what I just did."

As the man laid back quiet, Chris asked if anything was wrong. Squeezing Chris's arm, he replied. "Oh, nothing. I guess there is still a long way to go before society ever accepts man/boy sexual relationships. People like Lam Sin give critics all the ammo they need to say how boys are too young to understand and that there are men whose purpose is to hurt a boy. The marks I saw on Kauri's body was a testament to men's cruelty. 99% of sexual relationships are like what the four of us share here. Of course, it doesn't get advertised. If it could, we'd hear thousands of wonderful stories from around the world of the beautiful sexual relationships between man and boy. But it's that one percent that grabs the headlines and ruins it for everyone else." Looking into the eyes of the 12-year-old, he continued. "Had you ended up with Lam Sin, you would have been part of that small percentage of boys telling how horrible it was and how sex was forced upon you."

The boy shivered in John's arms, realizing that it could have happened had it not been for the kindness of the Sea Queen captain. Instead of slowly coming down from a fantastic orgasm just completed, he may have been in pain and definitely in fear of the unknown. All Chris could do was nod his head and appreciate the fact that events did turn out the way it did.

"There's another area that's starting to bother me," as the boy gave John a long look.

"What is it?"

"I'm reading more and more on the Internet of boys after they've grown up, 10, 20, 30 years later, accuse the men they had sex with of being abused and forced, claiming their lives had been ruined, that all these years they have been emotionally scarred."

"I would never do that!" Chris said emphatically.

John smiled as he looked deeply into the eyes of the beautiful naked boy. "I know you wouldn't, Chris. Neither would Mike or Matt. I'm just trying to understand why this is happening. How could a loving relationship of so long ago now becomes so terrible that it needs to be reported and the man taken to jail? I know how I felt when my relationship with Joshua was discovered. But how would have I felt had Joshua and I kept our secret, only for him to reveal it many years later and turn me in saying I took advantage of him?"

"So why do you want to see him again? Could he and his mother be plotting the same thing? You don't know how much Joshua has changed since you last saw him. Why are you taking this risk?"

John smiled at Chris. "Call it intuition, a gut feeling. I could still be sitting in a prison cell had he wanted to testify against me in court. But he refused even when his father was beating him. I have to believe what he did for me was out of love. Maybe I have to see him one last time to find out if he still loves me."

"He said so in his email."

"I need to hear it in person."

"And if he does?"

"Then I can come back here knowing we ended our relationship in the same way it began, with love."

All Chris could do was shake his head. It didn't make any sense to him. But he knew that even in the end, if he were to admit he didn't like the sex he had with John, there was no denying that if it wasn't for the man giving him, Matt and Mike a home and protection, who knows what his future would have been. He asked what the adult thought was the reason for boys as they grew up for breaking such a long silence and saying something to the authorities.

"I'm only guessing, Chris, but I feel as the boy grew into a man, his life and goals did not turn out the way he wanted. Maybe he couldn't hold a job. Maybe his marriage failed. He became an alcoholic. Who knows? But rather than accept the facts surrounding the circumstances and taking responsibility for whatever 'he' did that may have caused his life to be what it is, it was easier to place the blame on acts someone did to him a long time ago."

"How could sex so long ago cause his problems?" the boy asked.

"I could accept that if force and fear were involved causing him to keep it silent. Over the years, he was able to repress those memories and live his own life. What causes or motivates him later to report it is unknown. It should have been done as early as possible and gotten help if needed."

"But there are many men today who had good relationships when they were boys, aren't there?"

"I'm sure there are, and it outnumbers all the others. How can something made of love, emotional or physical, be bad? Sadly other bad apples are trying to take advantage if there's a chance of gaining money somehow through blackmail or in court." He looked again straight into the boy's eyes. "Always let your heart decide how you feel and what's right and wrong. Don't betray it by greed or other selfish reasons." Chris promised he would do that.

"Enough talk," as the boy grabbed the soft cock of the man. "There's one more thing to do before we get up. My butt feels empty."

In John's opinion, getting ready to fuck a boy is like reading a book or watching a movie. You get engrossed in it as you anticipate the final ending. To begin, he saw a pair of tanned ass cheeks, soft and without blemish, not a bubble butt, but a firm set of globes with a very slight dimple on the outer sides. It kept the entrance to the boy's ass closed, giving its viewer excitement as he waits to see what mystery lies hidden. John caressed the buttocks as his fingers slowly worked its way into the valley of discovery, prying them apart, forcing them to reveal its secret entrance. The pinkish area, tightly closed, dared those who saw it to try to gain access to its hidden cavern. The challenge was there and the man positioned the head of his cock to accept it.

After applying lube and with a slow increase in pressure, the mushroom head of the man's cock pried the opening of the boy's ass. Although Chris was not struggling to prevent the man's entrance, it was as though the sphincter muscle wasn't going to allow an invasion without a fight. But eventually, it couldn't hold back the determined spear from spreading open its portal and in a moment, the arrow was inside. This got the customary grunt from the 12-year-old, as his ass was now surrendering itself to be impaled. There was still some pain involved, but each boy admitted it was less and less and that they could handle it. John paused for a moment allowing Chris to get ready to once again get his anal tunnel filled with man meat. Then began the eventual stretching of the internal anal muscles as it expanded to accommodate its visitor. When the man's balls made contact with Chris' ass, the full impalement was complete. Again, like a conqueror, John could look down and see how his hard cock had disappeared inside the boy, a symbol of having complete control over the prone body of the preteen. He leaned his body forward, trying to shove his cock another quarter/half an inch inside. When he knew he could go no deeper, he again paused. As he felt the grip encircling his cock, he thought that there could be no better feeling in the world. A young boy's ass was made for pleasuring a man's cock. And a true boy loves it when he submits his most private orifice to pleasing a man.

It was time as John began the slow fucking motions. It was like a melody that begins with a soft tempo and builds up to a drum-ending finale. For several moments two bodies were one, each experiencing their separate pleasures. For the man, it was the feelings his cock would get each time he pushed inside, the muscles once again gripping his cock, squeezing it, trying to prevent its escape. It had accepted its fate of servicing the man's shaft and now wanted it to stay inside. For the boy, every time the man's cock slid back inside, he experienced a different type of pleasure as the ass stretched to allow full penetration. His ass was submitting to the 'master', which of itself was erotic. The boy could do nothing but allow the man to complete his mission, to leave a trophy of his conquest, the fluid from his balls. He felt the tempo increase as John's cock pounded harder into him. His boy cock was leaking pre-cum.

John felt Chris's body twitching as a sign his cock was getting hard. He slid a hand under the boy's waist, which caused the lad to raise his hips. He gripped the slippery pre-cum covered nail of a cock and stroked it in tune with his own in and out motions. Now Chris was experiencing erotic sparks from two different areas. A re-energized boy, although having shot a good-size load in John's mouth not too long ago, felt his balls tighten up and knew he was ready for another orgasm. John could sense it too as he increased his own pace and felt his ball sack shrink in anticipation of the imminent explosion. Like the day before with Aukai, Chris and John were two instruments in harmony as each reached their peaks simultaneously. It was déjà vu as once again, the man's hand was coated with the essence of a boy's orgasm. And his release inside the ass of the boy was just as intense as he shot several loads filling the anal canal. He then slowly removed his now-soft cock once again, seeing the results as Chris' ass leaked the white sperm of the man. John and Chris then lay on the bed facing each other.

It was becoming an old cliché with each boy, but it always felt like the explosion from his cock was stronger than any before. Like two days ago with Aukai, when he wiped the boy's cum off his hand with a towel, again, he licked his fingers, a second time enjoying the taste produced by the small jewels of Chris wrapped inside its skin-covered sack.

"It felt so good, John," as Chris caught his breath. "I wish you could stay hard in me all the time."

"Well, I tried to make it last as long as I could. But your ass felt so good and I couldn't hold back."

Chris' next question stunned the man. "Am I becoming a boy slut? Are you looking at my ass like a boy pussy?"

"Where did you get such ideas?"

"While you were away, we got on the Internet and noticed a shortcut you had to man/boy site and read some of the stories there."

John wasn't sure if he should be angry or understand why the boy thought these expressions applied to him. He was quiet for several moments, trying to think of how to answer the boy. "First of all, although I allow you three complete use of everything in this house, I did not tell you it was all right to access my computer. Not only was that wrong, but Troy could have walked in and seen what you were viewing. It wouldn't take him long to put two and two together and make the assumption that the four of us have a man/boy sexual relationship going on. With his childhood history of being abused, who knows what his reaction could have been. I might have lost a dear good friend."

Chris was stunned. He hadn't seen John this upset before. All he could do was apologize. John continued. "Thankfully, that wasn't the case. But my computer is off-limits until you're ready to start your homeschooling. I'm not sure if I mentioned this, but on the way home from Kalauka Island yesterday, I thought again it would be best if each one of you has his laptop." Then he asked the question, "How did you get past the password?"

"Mike somehow figured it out."

"Well, I guess the first thing I need to do is change it."

"Now to answer your question, "No, you're not a slut and no, you don't have a boy pussy. Why do you think you're a slut?"

"Because I've gotten to like sex so much, I want it all the time. And some stories have men calling the boys' asses boy pussies."

"Look, Chris," as John could smell bacon cooking. The others knew the man was awake and was fixing him something to eat. "Those are stories. I don't like those terms. To me, it degrades the boy. It's derogatory, just like calling me a pedophile or child molester. It's wonderful you love sex the way you do and maybe we'll find ways to enjoy it more often."

Chris seemed to accept that answer and got up. Both decided to shower together. Despite soapy hands going over the boy's body, fondling once more the 'package' between his legs, John fought the urge to shove his then hard cock up inside the boy's ass a second time. Noon was fast approaching and a busy afternoon was ahead.

John and Chris proceeded to the kitchen, where they were greeted by Mike and Matt, both naked. The boys had already eaten but had made some pancakes and bacon for the man and Chris. The boys then went outside and John assumed Chris was telling the other two John's reaction to them accessing his computer. There was some other talk as John could sense the boys' sadness at recently not having him there for two days and before they got to enjoy his return, he was off again. This time he was going thousands of miles away to see a boy from the past whose relationship cost him three years of his life.

The boys returned inside and came up to John. Mike was the first to speak. "I'm sorry for getting into your computer. It won't happen again."

"We may be a family, but there are still boundaries we must respect," John began. "And I want us to develop our sexual routine based on what we enjoy with each other, not on some pictures or videos on the Internet." The boys again apologized and John considered the subject matter closed.

"We're going to miss you again," Matt said softly.

"It won't be long, I promise. Then I stay here with my new family and enjoy days of fun and sex."

The rest of the day was pretty quiet. Mike thought it would help take his mind off the trip if John had some fun sex with the boy, but the man graciously declined. "Although I've done a lot of thinking in regards to meeting Joshua and his mother, I need to be left alone for a while please." The boys understood and as day turned to night, the three met in one bedroom to talk among themselves.

Matt asked the other two if he still thought this visit was wrong.

"I know I'm just a kid, but I can't understand this need to see a boy that cost him three years in prison. It's not John's fault Joshua's acting like a baby because at first, he decided he didn't want to see him."

"There are too many dangers. What if it's all a trick that gets John in trouble again," Chris pondered. "I brought that up with John this morning, but he still feels everything will be all right."

"I look at it as heading into enemy territory," Mike added. "Why is he taking that risk?"

There was quiet for several moments before Matt made a suggestion. "Maybe there's a stronger connection with Joshua than we know. Even though knowing what they did cost three years of his life, maybe he needs to see him in person one more time before he says the final goodbye."

"I was scared when John went on that rescue trip," Mike began, "but he had Chief Haoa and his warriors to protect him. Who will protect John if something goes wrong in California?"

Since John had enjoyed sex with Chris when he woke up, the boy stated he would take a bedroom by himself and let Mike and Chris share the other bed. The following morning he learned the two friends were not in the mood for sex and just slept together in the same bed.

Chapter 29
The Long Flight

Mr. Yang stood trembling as he watched the man enter the ornate room. Requesting to see the man instead of being summoned was dangerous, especially on this day. He observed the man walk rapidly across the floor, a silk bathrobe wrapped around his body, bare feet slapping the floor. His left hand held the wrist of a naked 11-year-old as he nearly dragged him along, the look of fear and terror evident upon the boy's face. He nearly threw the lad on the platform before taking his seat on the raised throne-like chair. He made no effort when the flap of the robe opened to cover himself and Mr. Yang diverted his eyes from the exposed genitals.

"Mr. Yang, today is Sunday. Not only that, but you had me awakened from a good night's sleep. And thirdly, I never get out of bed before my morning fuck," referring to the boy sitting by the large chair trying to cover himself in a sort of fetal position. "So why shouldn't I call Wo Fat and tell him to cut off your balls?"

"Forgive me, Master Sin. I would not have violated such sacred rules had I not thought this matter required you to be notified immediately." With head bowed low, Mr. Yang approached Lam Sin and handed him a large brown envelope. "I just received these about four hours ago."

Lam Sin opened the envelope to discover the contents were photographs. "What is this?" he asked in a not too friendly tone.

"When Island SP1 (Special Processing Number 1) did not check-in yesterday as per normal routine, I had a seaplane out of Majuro check it out. They came upon this, took the pictures you see, and sent them to me. It appeared to have happened recently as there are still smoldering hot spots. I had some men go to the island and see what happened."

"And what did happen?"

Mr. Yang swallowed, shaking slightly as he prepared to reveal what had been discovered so far. "The island was destroyed. The fire was deliberate. Drums of gasoline, normally used to run the generators, were found around the building and at the antenna. It is my preliminary conclusion that the fuel was poured out and then ignited to destroy as much as possible."

"And the two men assigned there?"

"No sign of them, Master."

"Do you think they set the fire and left," as Lam Sin knew some men in the past had deserted him, but never after deliberately destroying any of his property.

"It seems unlikely. First, the boat they used to get around was also destroyed. So if they left, they would have had to use some other sort of transportation. Second, these two were among your most loyal subjects, having served you for nearly ten years. You have paid them well. They make sure the best young boys who arrive there were sent to you. It makes no sense for them to act like this."

The feared man stared at the ceiling for several moments before asking the next one-word question. "Murdered?"

"If they were, their bodies were not in the building. The men are checking the surrounding area, so something may yet show up."

"Why attack my island? What could be gained?"

"I have been thinking that too. There were no boys there. You haven't asked for one from that location in over three weeks. I can only think of possibly some group related to one or more of the boys processed there having discovered its location and took retribution. It just appears that someone wanted to eliminate this place for whatever unknown reason."

Lam Sin asked disbelievingly. "Could someone have been coming after me thinking I might be there?"

"Again, it wouldn't make any sense. You're on good terms here in Singapore. I've heard no rumors of discontent. As for the Americans, I can't believe their intelligence apparatus could ever link your presence to an island, not in your name, and have never set foot on. Plus, you are not on any surveillance list. No, I believe this was something else."

"Why did you mention the Americans?"

"Until I go to that island and investigate personally, I am only guessing. But this might be connected to the three missing American boys as this was the post you ordered to seek out any information on their disappearance due to the Sea Queen's course deviation."

Lam Sin gave a long thought to this supposition. "So this probably means the boys are alive and are being hidden somewhere close. It's possible my men discovered where they were hiding and by whom. Whoever's protecting them was aware I had an island nearby and decided to eliminate it to prevent any information about them from reaching me."

"It is a possibility, Master Sin, although stretching it some. For how would anyone have known of your island and any possible connection to those boys? I feel there's more we have yet to discover."

"Mr. Yang, I want you to immediately fly out to Island SP1 and take personal charge of this investigation. Find out everything you can and report back to no one but me."

"As you wish, Master Sin."

"Before you leave, any word of the good captain and first mate?"

"They are still in hiding, but we'll find them and bring both to you."

"And the crew?"

"They are back aboard the Sea Queen. They have been warned that if they say anything to anyone, they will beg for death when Wo Fat is done with them."

"Very good, Mr. Yang," as the man rose from his chair, once again wrapping the robe around him. Grabbing the wrist of the frightened boy, he looked at him and stated, "Come young one. I need to fuck before I have my breakfast," as the 11-year-old eyes widened with fear knowing what was about to happen to him. As the man and boy exited the room, Mr. Yang breathed a deep sigh, grateful that this audience was over. Now Lam Sin expected answers, so he knew he had to deliver. Failure was not an option.

***

"Joshua, please calm down!" Laura pleaded with her son. The boy was hyper-excited, knowing that he would be seeing John in just a few hours. Despite the email stating in certain terms that it was for a final goodbye, the 13-year-old would have none of that talk. When his mother told him that John consented to come to see him, he flew out of the bedroom, where he had confined himself for 24 hours, and dashed to the kitchen refrigerator, eating anything he could get his hands on. When his older brother, Donnie, came to see what the ruckus was all about, Joshua gave him a hug, that resulted in the older brother looking at his mother as though asking, "What's this?"

Laura sat down at the table with her son. She hadn't seen him this excited since the days he looked forward to going to visit John. She learned later that the man was having sex with him. And like all proper mothers, when her husband grew furious at the discovery, she too acted angry and disgusted at a friend taking advantage of an innocent little boy. The outcome, though, would have been different had she been able to handle the situation herself. Of course, she couldn't and later felt ashamed as she witnessed the yelling and beatings her son received for his refusal to testify. Thankfully, John accepted a plea bargain, sending him to prison for three years, thus eliminating the need for Joshua's testimony. It was then that she confronted her husband, stating she wanted a divorce. His last words to her, as he slammed the door on his way out, were that he didn't want to be a father to a faggot son.

Over the next four years, she struggled to raise her two boys. Family members helped her get through financially until the courts finally got her husband to pay child support. It was during this time that Joshua tried to explain how he felt about John. In return, she attempted to tell him that regardless of his emotions about the man and what they were doing, it was the past and that he should make new friends, but he stayed a loner. Laura watched her son mature into a very handsome teenager with his dirty blond hair and the deepest blue eyes. Donnie had told his mother that some of the girls in Joshua's class had a crush on his younger brother, but that he showed no interest. Even the older teenage girls thought he was 'cute.' For a while, Laura did get angry with John, blaming him for basically making her youngest son sexually gay. How could a 9-year-old boy learn through the natural process about relationships with the opposite sex, when his entire sexual experience has been with the same gender, and with a grown man to boot?

To be honest, she knew that boys today were exposed to sex at a very young age. She couldn't prevent either of her sons from that. When she thought John had taken Joshua under his wings, so to speak, she was happy figuring the man would protect her son. Her husband, working night shifts most of the time, wasn't able to be the father he could be, and later seemed to show little interest in being one. His free time was spent bowling with co-workers. Only when it was revealed what John and Joshua were doing did he get involved. Laura believed he was more afraid of the adverse publicity of him being a father to a homosexual son than protecting him. Getting his son to testify to all the sexual perversions performed upon him would show that he was a good father and that this pedophile was responsible for whatever behavior Joshua might exhibit later on. He grew furious when the boy refused, even when beaten. Laura even quietly thanked John for plea-bargaining so that her husband would finally leave her son alone. The nightmare was over.

After the departure of her husband, she and Joshua grew closer. She tried to understand the feelings within the boy. In the beginning, she explained to her son that John had taken advantage of him being so young, that he didn't know better and was maybe even afraid to tell John to stop. Joshua would have none of that and instead, for four years, tried to make his mother understand. Over time, she began to realize that John had never physically harmed her son and that he truly loved him. Although in today's society, that's not an excuse to have sex with an underage boy, she accepted the fact that what occurred was just a natural extension of that love. The lack of fatherly love might have caused her son to seek and embrace that from John, even if it got sexual. Laura lost count of the hours she and Joshua spent talking about that relationship. As an adult and mother, she thought she could easily convince a 9-year-old boy that what happened was wrong and that he needed to grow up. Joshua, though, clung with a tenacity to how he felt inside.

By the time John was due to be released from prison, she had fully accepted that Joshua truly loved John and wanted to be with him again. And although she knew that underneath that love was the possibility of him and John having sex once again, she relented and told her son they would try to contact him. When the time came and John moved back into the neighborhood, there had been a severe backlash of a child molester living among them. And although Joshua pleaded with his mother to let him go see his friend, he accepted his mother's rationale that being seen with him at this time could make his life, and John's, difficult, and even dangerous. So Joshua sat back, just a few miles away, waiting for the moment he could see his friend once again.

Even though she had consented to Joshua seeing the man when things calmed down, she was afraid what would happen had they resumed sex between them and somehow were caught. She knew, for John, it would be life in prison. But what about her and the boys? Certainly, her sons would be taken away. She too, would end up in prison for allowing such a relationship to resume.

On one hand, while she pacified her 13-year-old son about allowing him to see John again when things cooled down, she was glad for every day of delay. When news broke that John had won a huge lottery, Joshua felt this was the time to finally go and see him. But now the man could not be found. A few weeks after receiving his winnings, he vanished. Joshua was devastated. He had waited for John's release from prison and weeks for the opportunity to see him for the first time in three years and now he was gone. Rumors had John living in just about every state in the country and even out of the country in faraway lands. Laura and Joshua used the Internet to try to locate him without success. Joshua got more withdrawn than ever, having realized those three years of waiting was for naught.

It was a coincidence and stroke of luck that Laura obtained John's email address. It was from the lawyer who was handling her financial situation in conjunction with the child support payments. She had come to see him with a question when somehow the subject of John winning the lottery came up. Amazingly, this lawyer was one of them handling John's finances. He wouldn't give her any details about John citing client confidentiality. Over time, she convinced him that it was the only way to get the book closed with him and her son. He did tell her that he was currently living out of the United States but wouldn't say where. It was weeks later when he gave her his email address.

When Joshua heard that John was no longer living in the country, his mind started hatching a plan to be with him again and to enjoy the pleasures of sex once more. One may question how a 13-year-old boy, who was exposed to limited sex with a grown man, could be so obsessed with resuming such acts. Well, like many boys, despite blocks put in place on the Internet by his mother, he learned to bypass them and found various porn sites. What attracted him were the man/boy web pages. He read the stories and even viewed some forbidden pictures and videos of men and boys having sex, scenes neither he nor John had ever done to one another. His young cock grew hard as he saw the oral and anal acts men and boys did to one another and fantasized about him and John experiencing the same pleasures. John had taught him how to stroke his cock and when he was alone in his room, he rode many dry orgasms.

When he turned twelve, he shot his first cum, amazed at seeing the same white cream, although in a much smaller amount, as he witnessed many times shooting from John's cock. So, while his mother was trying to get more information about the man's whereabouts, he plotted how his mother could help him to not only be with John again but also approve of having sex together as it used to be.

As Laura watched her son making up for 24 hours of not eating, she thought of the past four years and how it had come to one more final visit from a man who had made such an impact on their lives. She had reluctantly agreed and implemented Joshua's ideas to convince John to take her son with him for a least the summer and possibly a lot longer. There was a huge risk involved and hopefully, it wouldn't backfire. Joshua was so sure that once the man saw him, all the horrors of the past would be forgotten and that John would want him once again. Laura smiled. Yes, fairy tales always have happy endings. But would Joshua accept reality? John was coming to say one last goodbye. She would know in a few hours.

***

If Laura was having any doubts about the upcoming visit by John, it was Joshua who occasionally had doubts. In his bedroom, he stood naked in front of a mirror. He thought he looked good for his age. He had seen other boys naked when they showered after their Physical Education class. Most had entered puberty with hair growing on their bodies, but Joshua was still smooth as the last time he saw John.

Joshua remembered the pubic hair John had. Should he expect him at 13 to have some? Would the man still want him if he didn't? He was four years older, grown a bit, and more sexually aware of what goes on in the world with man/boy sex. There was a lot of oral, to be sure, but boys his age were also allowing a man to stick his cock in the boy's ass. Would John want to do that to him? How badly would it hurt? The sex between them had progressed a lot since he was nine years of age. He could now cum; would John prefer the little boy he messed around with four years ago as opposed to a teenager? He thought that love would determine if there was a future between them. However, he had to accept the possibility that he was no longer attractive to John and/or too old. The boy tried to shake those doubts away. Regardless of how much he had changed or not physically, there was still the love they had before. He was sure of it.

***

Of the four weeks the three castaway orphan boys had been on Paradise Island, Sunday was the quietest of them all. Not much was said and even the talk of sex was minimal. It created such an atmosphere that the three boys wore clothing all day long, something they hadn't done since their early days on the island.

John stayed in his bedroom most of the time again, reliving the past four years, especially those with Joshua. When the 9-year-old came over to his house for visits, he took many pictures of the naked boy in various sexual situations. Shortly before he was to start his prison term, he sadly destroyed all of them. Now, after four years, his visions of the boy were a little blurry. And how much had he changed physically now that he was entering his teenage years? He wondered if he was doing the right thing seeing him again. He had his new home; he had three boys he cared about and loved. Why complicate things with thoughts of Joshua. He knew he had to be firm when he saw him. Tell him face-to-face no and get back to Paradise Island as quickly as possible.

When the noise of the helicopter's arrival could be heard, John asked the boys to bring Troy to the house. "Are you ready to take me to the airport, my friend?" John asked, shaking hands with the pilot.

"What time is your flight?" was the question.

"It departs at 8:45 this evening for the flight to Honolulu. There's a three-hour layover before I board the second flight to Los Angeles. I'll arrive there about 3:15 that afternoon."

"How long will it take?"

"About 13 hours after I depart Majuro. I'll be in California for about 27 hours."

"And coming back?" Troy asked.

"That's even longer as the layover in Honolulu is eight hours. I'll arrive back in Majuro about 8:30 Wednesday morning."

"All that for a one-day visit?"

"Yes, I know it sounds strange, but it's something I need to take care of. By the way, I felt better during the rescue trip, knowing you would take care of the boys if anything happened."

"No problem, John. I'm glad you made it safe and sound. I'm anxious to hear how that went."

John briefly gave Troy the outline of the trip, what they discovered, and the destruction of the building.

"I haven't heard anything yet, but I'm sure Lam Sin will be very angry," Troy spoke after digesting the news. John also knew that it was an inevitable conclusion.

With a suitcase in hand, John, Troy, and the boys headed to the landing pad as daylight was fading away.

It was now time for John to say goodbye. Once again, he told the boys he depended on them to look after the place and take care of Princess. "And you can reach Troy if there's an emergency," as the helicopter pilot confirmed.

You'll be gone three days this time," Matt complained.

"True, Matt, but this will be a lot safer trip. And remember what we'll have to enjoy when I get back," getting acknowledged grins at the sex to come. Each boy gave a slight hug to John, not wanting to arouse suspicion by the way they wanted to hug him.

Upon boarding, the motor started and with a final wave from John and the boys to each other, the copter lifted off and began the journey to Majuro.

As the boys walked back to the house, it was Chris who spoke. "I hope John tells this Joshua to get lost and leave him alone. John belongs to us now," getting approval from Mike and Matt.

Meanwhile, the helicopter skimmed over the waves on its journey to the Marshall Islands. It was Troy who surprised the man when he handed him something.

"What's this?"

"Masks. You haven't left your island since this pandemic started. Masks are required just about everywhere in the world. You'll even have to wear one on the plane flight. There should be enough there to cover your trip."

"I never even thought of that. I've been reading about it on the Internet and it seemed so far away from the boys and me."

"On your trip to SP1, you only had to worry about bullets. Now you can catch COVID-19 and not even know it. I'll make sure you're tested before I return you to Paradise Island. You certainly don't want to bring this to the boys.

"Thanks, Troy. Again, the boys and I are in your debt."

Darkness was settling in as the helicopter landed at a pre-designated spot at the airport. Custom officers met the craft to escort John to the appropriate terminal to check in his baggage and process him to his flight. He said goodbye to Troy as the flight was announced and told Troy he would see him in three days.

Boarding the plane, he got as comfortable as he could for the first leg of the flight to Honolulu. By this time tomorrow, he would be face to face with Joshua for the first time in four years. He got that familiar butterfly feeling in his gut. This time it wasn't fear, but the anticipation of meeting someone who had a major impact in his life and how he would feel seeing the boy once again.

***

"Thank God," John thought to himself as the pilot announced they were on the final approach to Los Angeles International Airport. It had been a long trip. When he flew back and forth across the ocean to the Marshall Islands a year ago, it had been with excitement and anticipation to visit what would eventually be his island home while awaiting acceptance or rejection of his offer for purchase. At the moment, he was nervous that in five hours, he would see Joshua for the first time in four years.

The flights had been uneventful. The plane was half loaded. It seemed this pandemic was keeping many at home. The Honolulu leg was during the evening. He tried sleeping, but couldn't. As was the rescue mission, adrenalin was keeping him awake. He was able to take a short nap in the VIP lounge until it was time to board the flight to Los Angeles. There wasn't much to view as the trip was entirely over the Pacific Ocean, but as the wheels made contact with the tarmac and the engines reversed to slow the craft down, he was relieved it was finally over. He knew that the following morning the reverse process would begin as he headed back to Paradise Island.

He picked up his one suitcase and proceeded to the car rental booth where his reserved vehicle was waiting. His driver's license was still current, so after the papers were signed and he received the keys, he was off to the hotel 40 miles away in Orange County. It was 4:00 and rush hour. As he crawled along the crowded freeway, he thought what a contrast of the smog and the noise around him to the clear skies and peaceful serenity of Paradise Island. If nothing else, this trip would make him appreciate even more his home in the Pacific. And as one car nearly ran him off the road trying to cut in front of him, he was grateful that he had a wonderful new family to be with. Even though he missed some of the fast-food places like McDonald's, he found nothing that would inspire him to return and live here again.

Arriving at the hotel, he checked in, showered, and saw he still had about 90 minutes before he had to leave for the location he told Laura and Joshua they would meet. He called the restaurant to confirm his reservation for a table and to seat Laura and her son if they should arrive before him. He learned that only half the tables were available as another result of the pandemic, social distancing, was in effect. Then he lay down, tried to get over the jet lag, and wondered what Joshua's reactions would be when he told him that they could never see each other again.

He nearly overslept when he looked at his watch and saw it was 25 minutes before the meeting. Quickly dressing, he got into the rental car and drove the short distance to the restaurant. He had selected a good five-star establishment as he felt the last get-together should be in a nice place. Parking his car, he felt his heart beating faster as the moment of truth had arrived. Entering the restaurant, the maître d' told him his table was ready and that the young lady and her son had already been seated. Taking a deep breath, he followed the man as he was led to the table.

Chapter 30
Joshua (Part 1)

John was happy when the maître d' told him he could remove his mask while inside the restaurant. The man was so happy to do that. After most of the past 20 hours wearing one, waiting to board the plane, the flight itself, inside the VIP lounge, when he checked into the hotel, he felt like the damn thing was almost glued to his face. And when he returned tomorrow, he would have to go through the same routine. He told himself that when he set foot back on his island, he would take several deep breaths enjoying the cool, clean air of his home.

It was Joshua who spotted him first. Standing up, he waited until John had arrived and then went over to hug him. "John, I missed you so much!"

The man felt a little awkward in this public place being hugged by a 13-year-old boy. He looked around and saw a couple that smiled at him, as though assuming he was a relative or close friend that hadn't been seen for a while. John slowly wrapped his arms around the boy.

"Joshua."

The blond-headed boy stepped back and asked the man, "Have I changed a lot?"

John looked at the boy closely. He was dressed in a suit and tie, a little gentleman, was taller, obviously a little heavier. But the facial features were the same: the blue eyes, the freckles on the nose, the dimples when he smiled. Yes, this was the same boy he fell in love with four years ago.

"You've grown," was all the man could say.

"Of course I have," as the boy gave John another hug.

John finally noticed the boy's mother at the table. He slowly pushed Joshua's arms away and motioned they should sit down. The boy sat next to John on one side of the table while Laura sat opposite.

"Laura, how are you?"

"I'm fine, John. We appreciate you coming to see us. And thank you for picking such a nice restaurant."

Before John could respond, a waiter brought menus and everyone ordered. There was silence, as it seemed no one knew exactly where to begin. When the food arrived and everyone started eating, it was Joshua who finally got the conversation going.

"Where do you live now?"

"I live on my island in the South Pacific. It's near the Marshall Islands."

"Wow! You have a private island?" Joshua asked as the wheels were turning in his head and seeing possibilities.

"Yes, I do, Joshua. As you can understand, it wasn't easy trying to restart my life here right after I got out of prison. Thankfully, winning that lottery gave me the chance to start a fresh new beginning."

"Tell me more about your island. Please!" Joshua requested.

Without giving any information about the three boys living with him, he described as best he could how he purchased it with a house already on it and the means to be pretty well energy self-sufficient.

"It sounds beautiful, John," Laura finally spoke. "I'm glad things turned out good for you."

"Thank you, Laura. This may sound strange, but I wanted to see your son again when I was released from prison, but wasn't sure if it was a good idea. There was just too much… negativity concerning my return to the neighborhood."

Laura smiled, "Joshua wanted to see you too, but as you pointed out, I didn't think neighbors seeing you two together again would be very helpful for any of us."

"I did want to see you," the boy put in.

"Your mother did the right thing. Getting together again would have complicated life for everyone."

Then Joshua looked John straight in the eye and asked the question he dreaded the most. "You didn't come here to say goodbye forever, did you?"

"Joshua," John began, "I think it's time for you to make new friends."

Later, back on Paradise Island, John would realize that the next statements he made changed his entire life and those of the three boys back home. "And because of distance, we're thousands of miles apart. I cannot be making regular trips to see you. I hope you understand I don't feel comfortable back in this country, and it's not feasible for you to come over and visit."

"Problem solved!" the 13-year-old said with a big grin, as the boy got up and sat by his mother on the other side of the table. "Show him, Mom."

The first hint that something might be wrong hit the man. He looked around, thinking the police would come out of nowhere and that the boys on Paradise Island were right that this was a trap. But all Laura did was reach into her purse and pull out some documents. Even before handing them to John, he saw that they were official-looking, probably from some court. Was she now trying to come after him for civil damages, to get at his money? As she stretched her arm out to John, he hesitated. Joshua noticed it and spoke.

"Please, John, take a look. It's nothing bad."

He slowly took the documents and read it, his eyes widening in disbelief. It was a court order, signed and sealed by a local judge, granting permission for Laura to place guardianship of her son Joshua with John.

"This is a joke, right? There's no way a judge would approve this, knowing my background and my past relationship to Joshua. And even if this is real, why?"

"To answer the first part, you're not adopting my son. That would have required extensive background checks. Guardianships are routine and solely dependent on the parent's decision. No questions were brought up about your past and no one wondered why Joshua was being placed in your custody.

To answer your second question, even knowing what transpired between both of you, I realize the two of you loved one another. And even if sex is part of that relationship, I feel better having him living with you. I know you would never hurt him.

He has steadfastly stood by you for four years. He refused to testify against you; he spent three years convincing me how much he cared about you. Ever since you left this country, he has spent hours trying to find out where you were so he could get in contact with you again. Such love and devotion from a young boy is something I can't ignore."

"But he's your son, Laura."

Laura smiled, "I'm not saying goodbye forever to him," as she placed an arm over the boy's shoulders. "It was with a promise that he keeps in contact with me and his brother with regular emails and texts and that you let him come home twice a year for Christmas and part of summer vacation. Also, you must see that he continues his education. And if he ever wants to come home, you must not refuse, no matter what your feelings."

John was stunned. He was ready to say a final farewell to the boy and his mother, but instead was holding court papers giving him custody of the 13-year-old. "I don't know what to say. I'm speechless. This was the last thing I expected."

"We can now be together, just the two of us, on your island having the same fun like before," Joshua beamed with a big smile.

"Oh, great!" John thought to himself. How was he going to explain that he already had three boys living on his island and was sexually involved with each of them? And what about the Kalaukans? He realized when he pointed out the next obstacle, hoping to gracefully back out of this predicament, how he had underestimated the boy's resolve to be with him again.

"I know that sounds wonderful, Joshua, but for you to come with me to my island, you need a passport. Even though you don't need one to enter the Marshall Islands, there may be a detour or other circumstance that would require one," hoping that should slow down the rapidly evolving situation he felt he was finding no way to get out of.

Once again, that big grin came from the boy. "Been there, done that," as Laura pulled a passport out of her purse and handed it to John. Opening it, he saw Joshua's beaming photo and the addendum that he was under John's legal guardianship. He looked at Laura.

"When we discovered that you had moved out of the country, it was Joshua who planned all this. It was evident that the only way he could live with you was to give you guardianship and prepare a passport if needed. If you look at the court papers, they were signed recently."

John shook his head. This was moving too fast and not going anywhere near the direction this meeting was intended for.

"Laura, I don't know. This is the last thing I expected," he repeated. "I can't even begin to think of the ramifications of this," which was the truth with his current lifestyle. Trying a different tack, he went on to explain. "As an adult, it's been easier to live by myself. I enjoy the peace and solitude. I'm not sure this is the right environment for a 13-year-old boy. I can handle the isolation. I'm not sure if Joshua will. Seeing no one else for weeks at a time might not be a good idea."

Joshua got up and, once more, sat by the man. "Please, John. I've waited four years to be with you again. I know I've grown up a lot, but inside I still feel the same. Give me a chance. Don't say goodbye," as John was afraid the boy would start crying. Laura could sense the dilemma John was in and offered a solution.

"When do you leave, John?" she asked.

"My flight is at noon tomorrow."

"Then it will work out," as both John and Joshua gave Laura a puzzling look.

"Take Joshua back to the hotel with you and spend these few hours alone talking about it. We'll meet here tomorrow for breakfast with the final decision. If it's yes, his suitcases are in the car and you can take him with you, hopefully being able to purchase another ticket on time. If not, then we will say our final goodbyes."

Joshua's eyes lit up with that suggestion. "Mom, you're the greatest!" Then looking at John, he continued. "Can I spend the night with you? We never did that before."

If this had been quicksand, John would have long gone under, losing all control of the situation. It took just an instant to comprehend the consequences of sleeping together in the same bed would produce. Although he tried desperately to think clearly and figure a way out of this, he knew he was boxed in.

His cock began to twitch the moment the idea of being naked with Joshua again materialized. Surely, that would happen. What would it be like after four years? He knew he should feel guilty as though he was betraying the boys back home, but you can't get the boylover out of the man. The possibility of having sex again with Joshua was just too much.

He looked at Laura, then Joshua, "All right," he slowly said.

It was Laura who told her son to calm down when the 13-year-old realized his long-awaited dream was about to come true and hugged John. There were some last-minute items to cover when John saw it was already 9:15. Paying the check, the three exited the restaurant.

All John could say to Laura was, "I'll meet you here at 8:00 tomorrow morning."

She kissed Joshua on his forehead and told him to behave that he was not nine years old anymore. Promising he would, John and Joshua put on their masks, got into the rental car, and headed to the hotel.

As the car maneuvered through traffic, Joshua reached out and grabbed John's right hand, holding it and squeezing it. In the semi-darkness of the car's interior, the man could see the happiness glowing from the teen's face. He wondered if it was too late to get out of this, and did he want to? And if he did bring Joshua with him to Paradise Island, how would the boys there react?

He realized also that at this moment, he wasn't in the safety of his private island where he could do what he wanted and not be under the jurisdiction of any country. He was back in 'enemy territory'. Once he crossed the line again with Joshua, there was no turning back. The laws were clear in California. Sex with an underage boy meant years in prison. He had learned that personally. He was placing his life in both the boy and his mother's hands.

"Guess what? Remember Princess? I got her back and she's living with me."

"Really? I remember her. She liked me. Will she remember me?"

"I'm sure she will."

The boy's eyes were like saucers as they arrived at the hotel. Retrieving his key card, the concierge gave the two a look, smiled, and winked at the man, as though knowing what was going to happen. 'A boylover,' John thought to himself. They entered the elevator for the ride to the fifth floor. They were the only ones riding this particular one.

"I've never been in an elevator before," Joshua enlightened. "I've never even been in a hotel." John smiled as the memories of the innocent boy of four years ago, flashed through his mind. "Do you have a big room?" the boy asked.

John grinned as he looked at the 13-year-old. "It has a big king-size bed," letting the boy put two and two together. Inadvertently, Joshua grabbed at his crotch, and then realized what he had done and quickly removed his hand.

"Sorry, John."

"What for? I think it's pretty obvious what's going to happen soon," getting another grin from the teenager as a bell rang, signaling arrival at the designated floor. Getting out, both walked down the corridor until they reached the room. Unlocking it, John stepped aside, letting the boy enter first. Without hesitation, Joshua ran in and jumped on the bed, bouncing up and down.

"We've got four years to catch up on," Joshua said with a big grin.

"I don't think we'll be able to in one night, but we'll get started." John was completely lost now. All he thought of was seeing this beautiful boy naked for the first time since he was sent to prison and what kind of sex they were going to enjoy.

"I'll go shower first," Joshua told the man as he headed to the bathroom and closed the door.

John walked over to the large window. Even this high up, he could hear the loud honking of a car horn, the siren of an ambulance, police, or fire engine. Surrounding all this were millions of lights illuminating the city below. He thought of his home where the only noise was the soft lapping of the waves on the sandy beach, the lights from the stars to brighten the night sky and the laughter of his three boys enjoying the night air cooling their naked bodies. If Joshua were to come back with him, could he adapt to such a radical change from city life to one of relative seclusion and an abundance of nudity?

While the boy was in the bathroom, John took this opportunity to make a quick call home. He had called previously just before he got on the final leg of his flight to Los Angeles. He hated lying to the boys but told them everything was okay and that tomorrow he would start his return trip home.

Thankfully, there were no questions from the boys about Joshua. They figured he had concluded his relationship with the boy and there would be no more mention of him. There was no way he could explain that he was bringing Joshua home with him. It was then as the call concluded that he knew he put himself in a very difficult position. He had let a 13-year-old manipulate him into taking him to Paradise Island. Not for a short visit, but as a permanent member. The guilt was starting to make him shake. Taking a deep breath, he told himself that he would explain to the boy that living together was not feasible. They would enjoy one last sexual session together and return him to his mother in the morning.

Being a lover of boys is a wonderful thing, but it does have its weaknesses. You may say no one moment, but then comes the next. He heard the bathroom door open and froze at the sight that came out from there. Joshua stood there completely naked, showing his nude body to his adult friend for the first time in four years. There was silence for several moments as John's eyes roamed down the smooth form, a little less muscular than Chris, but just as sexy. His eyes stopped as he reached the cock and balls.

Of course, it had grown, now standing hard at nearly four inches. The ball sack hung a little lower, its contents perfectly outlined within the hairless tissue protecting it. Although the boy stood a few feet away, it appeared that the pubic area was soft and void of any hair. In other words, the boy was gorgeous.

"Do you like it?" Joshua spoke with a little nervousness in his voice. He wanted to take the initiative to what he knew was the forthcoming sex and decided to surprise John with his nakedness. "Is there something wrong?"

"No, Joshua. For a few brief moments, I was taken back in time, recalling the wonderful times we spent together. It almost felt like we just had fun yesterday. Everything's a little bigger than the last time I remember, but otherwise, you're just as beautiful as before."

Joshua was relieved as he ran and jumped into John's arms, causing the man to hold the boy by the ass. The young stiff cock pressed against his body.

"I see you're all excited and ready to go," letting the boy down to his feet. The boy observed the tent in John's pants.

"You're ready too."

"Okay, let me take my shower, and then we'll go on the bed. Plus, we need to talk a lot before deciding our future."

Joshua nodded his head and jumped on the bed, lying on his back. Like Chris, on two previous occasions, Joshua spread his legs apart and placed his arms on the pillow above his head.

"Oh Lord, what did I get myself into?" John asked himself; but all thoughts of the consequences ahead were lost as the only emotions were of lust having sex with this naked boy. He rushed into the shower, his erection staying hard the entire time until he exited the bathroom, standing naked in front of Joshua also for the first time in four years.

Joshua's first comment was, "What happened to the hair?" It took a few seconds before John understood what the boy was referring to. Before he arrived at Paradise Island, he never shaved his underarms or pubic area. When they were having sex four years ago, John had explained that when the boy reached a certain age, his body would change, including the growth of hair in certain areas. At that time, Joshua accepted that and said no more about it. Now it was obvious something had happened.

"I started shaving it off and keeping it that way after I settled in my new home." John seemed to sense a sigh of relief coming from the teen. "Why? You don't like it?"

"Oh, no!" the boy quickly responded. "I was worried maybe you wouldn't like me as much since I hadn't started growing any yet. When we shower after gym class in school, I saw most of the boys already had hair." Then Joshua noticed something else on the man. "Do you go outside naked?" seeing the even tan all over John.

"Of course. What's the use of having a private island if you can't walk around naked indoors or out whenever you want?"

The teen's eyes lit up as the full implication of what life was going to be on Paradise Island hit him. "We won't be wearing any clothes?"

"Most of the time, we wear no clothes and have lots of sex."

John approached the boy, his eyes glued to the beautiful youth lying there waiting for him, paying attention to the perfectly formed cock and the smooth hairless area surrounding it. He realized that during the months the two spent together, he never discussed the issue of boylove and his preference for prepubescent boys. He had been treading on a new ground taking the lead, as opposed to when Roberto guided him, so the subject of boylove and its application to Joshua was never brought up.

At nine years of age, the emphasis on the boy was the new feelings his young body was then experiencing rather than the definition of boylove and its application to their sexual relationship. He guessed it was time to clarify this to the now 13-year-old. He sat on the bed, his naked thigh touching that of the boy.

"Joshua, you were only the second boy I ever did any sex with. I always wanted to have such fun with a boy who hadn't entered puberty yet and started growing hair on their bodies. Some men like older teen boys, but I wasn't one of them. When I moved to my island, I decided to shave off any hair," pausing, getting ready now to stretch the truth somewhat, "to remind me of that beautiful young boy with the soft, smooth skin I had so much fun with."

The boy gave a large grin when a thought overtook him. Looking at his friend, he asked, "But what if I had started growing hair. Would you still want to do anything with me?"

John placed an arm over the boy's shoulders. "Well, if you were not coming with me, there's nothing we could do about it. I would still love you and we would have the best last time fun we could. But if you were going to live with me, the first thing we would be doing is getting a razor blade," as Joshua understood the meaning.

"I'll never let any hair grow anywhere," the teen stated emphatically, mimicking the boys back home who knew John liked hairless boys and also promised to do the same.

The man told the boy to lie back down as he turned down the lights so he could explore his youthful body for the first time in four years. Joshua happily complied as he closed his eyes and felt John touching him all over, recalling the pleasures of the past.

For John, it was a surreal experience. Never had he been involved with a boy that extended over such a long period. The last recollections were of a smaller boy, awakening a few months earlier to sexual pleasures. He reached new heights as his body experienced orgasm after orgasm, not understanding the dynamics behind it, but loving the feelings his body produced. Toward the end, he began to grasp how his and John's bodies worked, enjoying the scenes of John's ejaculations and the white cream splashing over him. Joshua was progressing in that he was starting to become a participant. In the beginning, he had just allowed John to unveil the hidden joys of sex, but the boy was starting to touch the man and was even sucking on the nipples. He felt he was ready to suck John's cock for the first time when abruptly, their meetings ended.

Although John knew this was the same boy of four years ago, in a way, it wasn't. Had the two been together all this time, he would have seen the boy change as they grew into more complex and intimate acts of sex and love. And although Joshua was acting like the boy he remembered, the body showed how much he changed. But he was still beautiful as John flashed back to the enjoyment each time he touched and fondled him.

The skin was still soft and smooth; the nipples were more pronounced, with tiny tips that seem to beg for attention. The baby fat was nearly gone. He tweaked one nipple, then the other, getting a low moan from the boy. He gently placed his lips over each one and gently sucked on them, feeling each little point grow stiff, allowing a light scraping of the teeth.

Moving lower, his hands roamed over the lower chest and then the stomach. John smiled as he reached the boy's belly button. Just like four years ago, he spotted the small birthmark, a tiny mole, just a couple inches to the right. A few moments later, his hand made contact with the hairless pubic area. Many hours had been spent touching and licking that spot, which always seems to make the 9-year-old laugh and giggle, saying how it tickled.

Standing straight up below that area was a beautiful boy cock, circumcised, a perfect little mushroom head. John lost count how many times he had sucked on that cock when it was smaller, causing the boy to moan and writhed on the bed as another dry orgasm exploded. Although their time together each visit was never longer than a few hours, John kept bringing the boy to peak after peak until Joshua would tell him to stop; he couldn't take it anymore. Toward the end, he was probing the boy's ass with a finger, although he never got the chance to penetrate the virgin ring. Joshua never said anything but figured it was the prelude to some more good feelings.

As John's hands gently stroked the shaft of the boy, Joshua's comments startled him. "I can shoot cum, that white stuff now."

John raised his head to look at the boy's face. "You can? When did it start?"

"About a year ago. I kept playing with myself, thinking of you. Then one day, the stuff started coming out, and I knew it was the same cum you make with your cock."

"Where did you learn the word, 'cum'?"

"On the Internet. While I waited for you, I read a lot of stories and saw pictures and movies of men and boys having sex with each other."

John thought back to the recent incident with the boys on the island accessing his computer and viewing pornographic images and videos. John thought that boys just learning about sex become very interested in what also could be done.

Joshua then continued, "There are a lot of things you and I never did. Why?"

John wasn't exactly sure what 'things' the boy was referring to, but explained. "You were 9-years-old Joshua. You were just beginning to understand sex and the feelings that go with it. Probably, over time, had we continued, we may have done those 'things' you read and saw."

"I read where men love to stick their cocks in boys' butts. Did you want to do that with me?"

"Every man who has sex with a boy; by the way, that type of man is called a boylover, always looks forward to the final act in sex by feeling his cock inside a boy's ass. A young ass is tight, gripping the man's cock like a glove. It's warm inside and the muscles rub along the shaft creating great feelings. In the end, shooting his cum inside is special as it marks the bonding of the man and boy in sex and hopefully in love. As for wanting to do that with you, again, you were only 9-years-old. Your hole was too small and the pain might have been too much. Even at thirteen, it would take some getting used to."

Joshua gave the man a mischievous grin. "Does that mean that now that I'm 13-years-old, you want to fuck me?"

John stared at the boy. "Where did you learn such language? Oh, I know, the Internet. It's just new hearing you talk like that. I'm still remembering that 9-year-old boy and the way he talked of the feelings he felt."

"Well, do you?" the boy persisted, wanting an answer.

"We're moving too fast, Joshua. We've been together on this bed for barely half an hour after four long years and you're talking of fucking."

"I want to make you happy, that's all."

"I appreciate that. But I would like it so that you would enjoy it too."

"I'm not afraid if it hurts. Does it hurt every time?"

"Maybe the first few times. It depends on how gentle and slow we start. Sometimes, boys even get to like it and can't wait until they feel a man's cock inside them again, like my boys…." realizing how he almost slipped.

"My boys?" Joshua looked at him.

Chapter 31
Joshua (Part 2)

"I meant some boys. You probably read where boys can't wait until next time." Joshua nodded his head.

"That's enough talking. You said you could shoot now. So let me taste that delicious boy cream," as before the boy could make another comment, John's lips wrapped itself around the hard nail of the teen.

For Joshua, it was turning back the clock four years as the almost forgotten sensation of the man's mouth on his cock was once more revived. He had stroked himself numerous times, reaching his dry and then wet orgasms. Even then, he knew it wasn't the same as John's mouth expertly working on his young cock, licking along the shaft, probing the piss opening with his tongue, creating the soft vacuum in his mouth. The man's hands massaged the balls, urging it to make its man/boy ejaculation debut a big one. He soon felt that tingling sensation, as he knew he was getting close. John could sense it too, the slow arching of the back, the hands gripping the sheets, all signs of a pending orgasm.

"I'm almost there," the boy cried out.

In a moment, the ride began as his body shook and his cock pulsed. For John, it was the anticipation of tasting this boy's cum for the first time. It wasn't much, but the flavor could be felt. Yes, it was delicious, another nectar to relish and enjoy. After Joshua come down from his 'high', John released the now soft cock, seeing it that way for the first time, as it had been rock hard from the moment he stepped out of the bathroom. It seemed to lie there peacefully, having accomplished its goal. John looked at the dreamy face of the teen he had paid a heavy price to enjoy four years earlier.

"How do you feel?"

Joshua opened his eyes. "I thought I was 9-years-old again. I played with myself almost every day while you were away, but could never get that same feeling as when you sucked me. I loved it!"

The man smiled. "I almost forgot what a wonderful tasty cock you have. Now that's it's grown some, I felt I had more to enjoy."

"How did my cum taste?"

"You haven't tasted your cum yet?" getting a shake from the boy's head. "It's delicious. I could drink it all day. You should try it." Then the boy abruptly flipped his body over, lying on his stomach, his back and ass staring back at John.

"Your turn."

"My turn?" John asked.

"Yes, I want you to fuck me, get that feeling you told me about. I won't cry, even if it hurts."

"Poor boy," John thought. "He has no idea what it's going to feel like losing his virginity."

"Joshua, I appreciate the gesture, but as I said, something like that takes time. It has to be in a way so that you enjoy it too. I want to cum, but for now, I'll rub my cock on your soft butt and shoot over it, okay, like I used to do?" It was then that the man knew how the teen learned to manipulate situations to get what he wanted.

"But when will the next chance be, if not now?" That was it. The trap had been sprung. John knew it.

"All right Joshua, I'll take you back with me."

The boy jumped up and hugged his friend. "Thank you, thank you. I love you."

Lying back on his stomach, the boy turned his head and looked at John. "Okay, cum on my ass."

"First thing, first," as John reached over to pick up the hotel phone and asking for the airline reservation desk. It was several minutes before he got the confirmation that he could purchase a second ticket back to Majuro on the same flights and had rearranged their seating locations with both of them sitting next to one another, Joshua getting a window seat.

The boy couldn't seem to stay still as the realization of his four-year dream was about to come true. He was going to fly on a plane for the first time and go live with John! As the man hung up the phone, the boy couldn't help but hug his friend once more, this time with tears running down his face.

"Hey, what's this?" as John pushed the face away, seeing the streaks of tears. "You're 13-years-old! You're too big to cry."

"I'm sorry John. I can't believe it. I knew you didn't want to say goodbye forever. I promise I won't make you regret that you took me to your island." Reduced to just sniffling, the boy asked, "By the way, does your island have a name?"

John gave a short laugh. "I guess I haven't shared it yet. I named it Paradise Island."

"Paradise Island," the boy repeated. "I like it."

"All right, now that we got that taken care of, didn't you invite me to cum on your ass?"

Getting a big grin from the teen, the boy took his position, legs spread, his balls visible and the soft cheeks of the ass beckoning to the man. Although the talk of fucking the boy seemed to have made John's cock even harder, he knew that would have to wait. It reminded him when Aukai came for his monthly visits, how he knew he couldn't fuck the boy until the 'Rite of Manhood' ceremony, but like he was about to do with Joshua, sometimes he came between the soft globes of the native boy's butt. Yes, the man wanted that virgin ass to feel his cock, but wanted it to be home on Paradise Island.

He first rubbed his hands along the curve of the back, skipping over the ass and enjoying the smooth thighs and legs. With Chris back home, the soft blond hairs around the boy's ankles were starting to get a shade darker, indicating the imminent arrival of puberty, but Joshua's was smooth with bare fuzz on them. He reached up and grabbed the fleshy mounds of the ass, enjoying its texture. He slowly spread them apart, seeing the tight puckered opening the boy was willingly giving to him for his pleasure. The temptation was overwhelming, especially knowing the boy was a virgin, or was he?

"Joshua, have you done anything with another man or boys. You can be truthful. I won't get mad. I just want to know if you've gained any more experience over the years."

"No, I haven't, John. Honest. I thought about it, especially after reading the stories and seeing the pictures. But I promised myself it would only be you."

The man smiled. "Okay. Let's play a 'what if' question?"

"What if?"

"What if you couldn't have come back with me? Was there a boy you know that you might have wanted to try some sex stuff with?"

Joshua wasn't sure why John was asking this question. He couldn't be changing his mind, could he? After all, he had just bought a plane ticket for him to go back with his adult friend to Paradise Island, but he decided to be truthful.

"There was a guy in my gym class that was hairless too. He kept looking at me in the shower. There weren't many hairless boys, so maybe he felt he wasn't alone seeing me."

"Would you have done sex with him?"

"John! I don't know. Maybe. He was good-looking. If he was interested, who knows?"

John believed the boy. If he had been experiencing the same sexual pleasures with someone close by, man or boy, there wouldn't have been the same fervent desire to be back with him. He wouldn't have been as disappointed had John said his final goodbyes. So as he gazed upon the anal opening, he realized that he would once again have the honor of popping another boy cherry.

His cock was leaking pre-cum and he knew it was time. Holding himself by his arms, his cock rested in the crack and he rubbed it back and forth, feeling the soft flesh along the length of his manhood. He knew he wouldn't last long. He was surprised he didn't come all over the sheets when sucking Joshua, but he had held himself and now his balls were sending a message it was overdue for release. As the moment arrived, he pressed his cock hard inside the valley of the boy's ass, coating the entrance with his cum.

Joshua felt once again the old familiar wetness of the man's sperm covering a part of his body. He had loved it when John shot his cum over different areas, front or back. To him, it was as if the man was sharing a part of himself. This time he felt his anal door getting the sticky substance. He waited for the man to catch his breath and then lay down beside him. John grabbed some tissues on the nightstand and tenderly cleaned the crack, wondering if any of his cum had seeped inside as he had wondered before when he shot his liquid treasure on the same spot on this ass four years earlier. When he was finished, he looked at the boy. After this experience, it didn't seem like four years had passed. It felt like they were picking up from the day before.

"Did it feel good?" the boy asked.

"Yes, it did. It brought back a lot of memories of the fun and sex we did before."

"Great! And when we get back to… Paradise Island, the two of us can have all the sex we want. And you'll be able to fuck my butt anytime."

It was then that John wondered if he had put the cart before the horse, inviting Joshua to live with him, buying tickets for the boy to come to his island before telling him about the others there. Joshua could still change his mind since he thought it was going to be just the two of them alone.

"Joshua, I do want you to come and live with me, and I know you want that too, but I should have told you something even before we began this sex. I don't live alone on my island. There are three other boys there."

It was then that he realized how precarious the situation had become. The boy was silent. What if he got mad, thinking John had betrayed him? There was nothing to prevent him from calling the police and having him arrested. He got that same feeling of fear as he had on the rescue mission, knowing a catastrophe could explode at any moment. His cock had once more overruled his senses. The boy's silence seems to last forever. Finally, Joshua spoke.

"Where did they come from?"

So for the next fifteen minutes, John shared how the boys landed upon his island as castaways. "So you see Joshua, it was a coincidence that brought us together. They decided they wanted to stay with me."

"Have you been having sex with them?"

"Yes, I have. You must understand that I never really thought I would see you again. These boys were orphans without any family. I sort of adopted them and gave them a home, and you know what kind of a man I am. I had three good-looking boys. I introduced them to the man/boy sex. They have been like a new family to me; one I want you now to be a part of. I should have said something right at the beginning, in front of you and your mother. I wouldn't blame you if you were mad at me. And if you change your mind about coming to Paradise Island to live, I understand."

Joshua gave a long look at John. The man didn't sense any anger, bitterness, or revenge. It was maybe realizing that after all these years; he shouldn't have expected John to feel the same way toward him as he had toward the man. Finally, the boy spoke.

"What are their names?"

So sleep was forgotten as John and Joshua, both still naked, talked. The entire history of Paradise Island from the first day he moved to the current was truthfully presented to the 13-year-old.

As the boy listened, his disappointment turned to fascination by the story of the boys' escape from Lam Sin, meeting Aukai and the Kalaukans, the 'Rite of Manhood', the recent rescue of Kauri, and of course, the sex that now was an important part of their lives and those of the Kalaukans. Daylight was beginning to appear when John, mouth dry, finished.

"So there you have it, Joshua. Maybe you'll see it as an adventure story to be part of. And once you and the boys get to know each other, think of all the sex you can have."

"They don't know you're bringing me there, do they? What if they don't like me?"

"They will. They were afraid your mother was trying to use our past relationship to get some revenge, maybe asking for money or some other type of favor."

"I can understand their suspicions."

"But once they meet you and discover what a good person you are and enjoy sex as they do, you'll be welcomed as a new member of the family."

Joshua took a moment to think of something the man had shared over the long evening description of his life since moving to Paradise Island and the early sex with Mike, Chris, and Matt.

"And when we get there, that's when you'll… pop my cherry?"

John laughed and hugged the boy. "That's right. If you still want me to, I'll pop your cherry."

It had been a long night. Joshua knew what he was invited to get involved with and, with nervous anticipation, decided he wanted to be a part of it. He asked John several questions regarding the Kalaukans and their lifestyle of being naked all the time in their village. He had only been naked with John. Now, not only could he be running around an island with no clothes on, but sharing that thrill with three other boys. He was trying to picture being nude among 300 children and adults at the same time. He saw sex going way beyond what he originally thought was to be just a private twosome.

For John, it was a relief. It had been another long night. As he shared the life of Paradise Island, he also realized how fortunate events had unfolded as they had. From no boys and a life of solitude, there would now be four to look after and love. As Joshua showered again, he looked at the guardianship papers and passport. It wasn't a dream. For the time being, Joshua belonged to him.

The boy came out of the bathroom wearing the suit and tie he wore last night. "Before we arrive on your island, I'm changing clothes," he stated to John. The man replied, saying it was a good idea as the flights would be a long one with an 8-hour stopover in Honolulu.

"There will be plenty of time for you to change your clothes. You can sleep there and on the plane."

John showered and came out wearing casual slacks and a shirt. Making sure he hadn't forgotten anything as he packed his one suitcase, it was now time to leave. He noticed Joshua taking a long look through the window at the city below.

"Hope you won't miss any of that. Life is going to be very, very different."

The boy shook his head. "I'll only miss Mom and Donnie."

"Well, you can email them every day to keep in contact. Time to go."

They rode the elevator down to the lobby for John to pay his hotel bill. He was surprised to find the same concierge from the evening before that he suspected was a boylover. John inquired why he was still there.

"My relief couldn't make it for some personal reason, so I'm pulling a double shift." Giving a big smile, he asked if John and his guest, looking at Joshua, enjoyed their stay at the hotel.

John returned the smile. "Everything was perfect. The small but soft and smooth atmosphere gave the room a shot of fragrance only a few would appreciate," sensing the man behind the desk understanding the cryptic language. "I'm sure you know what I mean."

"Absolutely, sir. I, myself, have enjoyed such pleasures many times in this hotel."

John wondered at that statement. Could the man have secretly brought boys to the hotel to have sex with? He certainly had the position to arrange it.

Paying the bill and leaving a large tip for the concierge, John and Joshua headed to the rental car and back to the restaurant to have breakfast and to give the news to Laura.

"I hope I don't have to remind you not to say anything to your mother about the other boys or the Kalaukans."

"Duh!" giving a Homer Simpson imitation.

"All right," John laughed. "I should have known you've grown a lot smarter since I last saw you."

Despite the original intention of this trip to say a final goodbye, a 13-year-old had maneuvered events so that he was now flying back with the man. In addition, the boy knew that once he was naked for John to see and enjoy, the man wouldn't turn away from the opportunity to enjoy him again and again.

Arriving at the restaurant, they found Laura already seated waiting for them. John didn't think they were ever going to order as the boy talked a mile a minute about the island and how he wanted to live there and that John said okay.

As Joshua excused himself to use a restroom, Laura asked, "What convinced you to accept him?" She was almost 100% certain that sex had occurred between the two during the night. She knew that John's lust for her son would prompt him to desire to resume that relationship.

John also assumed that Laura already knew sex would be a part of her son and his renewed relationship and that it began a few hours ago. Her suggestion that the boy spends the night with him was as much approval as one could give. Instead, he answered how he would appreciate the company of a boy he had once loved and felt could love him the same again.

Joshua asked later on the plane why he didn't admit that they had sex at the hotel since his mother suspected it already. "If I had, I would have been forced to tell her that your soft, beautiful body and tasty cock made me decide I wanted more." Joshua had a long laugh at that.

"It took some time, Laura, but I realized being with him last night, that the bond we had never ended. Adding Joshua to my life would be a great benefit for him and me. If I were still living in this country, both of us would have said no. I couldn't take the risk for the three of us. Having my island makes it possible to be what we want," knowing Laura got the sexual implication of that.

John kept quiet the remainder of the meal as he allowed Joshua and his mother to talk, as they wouldn't see each other again until the upcoming Christmas holiday. Joshua asked his mother why his brother wasn't here.

"Donnie was invited to go camping with some of his friends. He said to tell you good luck if you had decided to go. He'll email too and keep in contact."

The time had come for John and Joshua to depart for the airport. The boy's suitcases were retrieved and final hugs were exchanged. Looking at the man, Laura spoke softly, "Take good care of him."

"I will, Laura. And thanks."

Like the evening before, Joshua's eyes were exciting to look at as he observed everything on their way to Los Angeles and the airport. This would be the boy's first plane flight, to travel thousands of miles away to a speck in the Pacific Ocean.

The rental car was returned and they were shuttled to their terminal. The airline attendant acknowledged that they had received the changes to John's flight plan to include Joshua. Bags were checked in, and soon, the announcement was made that the plane was ready for boarding.

John didn't say much to the 13-year-old, allowing the boy to feel the excitement as his new life began. The bright smile and laughter seemed to be like a child seeing Disneyland for the first time. As they settled in their seats, Joshua's nose was pressed to the window as the engines roared and the aircraft rose to the sky, leaving the land behind and settling for the five-hour flight to Hawaii.

After a couple of hours staring at the ocean below, the boy became sleepy. It had been a long night. Getting a pillow from the flight attendant, Joshua soon fell asleep. It had been a long night for both of them. John dozed off and on, but couldn't fall into a deep sleep. He woke the boy just as they were making their approach to Honolulu.

They were escorted to the VIP lounge as both settled in and John could finally get some sleep on one of the comfortable recliners. Joshua changed clothes putting on some casual wear similar to what John was wearing. A few hours later, the two awoke to the evening sky. They went and ate dinner and walked to an observation area where they could watch planes taking off and landing.

"How do you feel so far?" John asked.

"Excited and a little scared."

"Scared? Of what?"

"Meeting your boys. I'm excited about coming to live with you and all the fun we'll have, but I don't know if they will like me or even want me there. They are your family now. I'll be an outsider."

"Don't worry, Joshua. There will be an adjustment period. Once you four find how much you have in common, especially in sex, everything will be fine. They will realize they now have a fourth playmate. I can get a break as I can't handle all four of you by myself," getting a chuckle from the teen.

Finally, it was time to report to the terminal and board the final leg of their flight. The boy's eyes lit up again as John told him that a friend would meet them upon arrival and would fly them, by helicopter, to Paradise Island. The sky grew brighter and once again, the roar of the engines accompanied the lifting of the silver bird into the sky. Joshua's excitement kept growing, as they were getting closer to their destination. For John, a little nervousness was felt within as he wondered how the three boys at home would feel when they saw Joshua.

John and Joshua had left Los Angeles in the morning. The layover in Honolulu was during the evening hours. Now it was daylight again. The Marshall Islands came into view as the plane descended. There was the customary bump as the wheels hit the tarmac, the roar of engines slowing the plane and the final cessation of movement as the pilot welcomed everyone to Majuro. As John and Joshua deplaned and entered the terminal, there was Troy, waving his arms and calling the man's name.

"John, welcome back." He looked at Joshua and added. "I guess everything turned out okay."

"Thanks, Troy. It's good to see you too and this is Joshua. He's going to stay with me for a while."

"Great!" looking at the teen. "You'll love it. It's a beautiful island."

Saying thanks to Troy, Joshua and John proceeded to walk around while Troy retrieved the suitcases. This was a new world for the teen. The people were different; some bright costumes were seen. Venders were abundant, selling everything from fruit to trinkets.

Troy returned and then led them to a separate hanger where once again, the boy's eyes were like saucers realizing he was going to enjoy another first. Being told that this was Joshua's first helicopter ride after traveling on a plane for the first time also, Troy took a few moments to explain the controls to the boy as he warmed up the engine, the blades turning faster and faster, and then it was almost straight up into the sky. Then Troy flew barely 100 feet above the waters, pointing out dolphins and a pod of whales as they drew closer to their destination. Joshua was having the time of his life.

Then there it was Paradise Island. Like before, upon returning from the rescue mission, the sight of the home was beautiful. Now, he could settle back into the old routine – no more trips for a while. As the helipad came into view, John could see his three boys standing there waving. The moment of truth had arrived. Troy gently set the craft down, shut the engine and John jumped out. Mike, Chris, and Matt began their approach to the man when they halted and observed a boy also getting out of the helicopter. They gave confusing looks to John.

"Boys, this is Joshua."

There was a stunned silence, only broken by the sound of the helicopter's blades as they slowly came to a stop. Mike, Chris, and Matt just stood there looking disbelievingly at the sight in front of them. John knew that this was going to be an awkward moment, but wouldn't realize until later how the presence of Joshua would affect what he hoped would be the tranquility on the island. John decided to break the ice.

"Joshua, this young man is Mike, next to him is Chris, and there stands Matt." Joshua made the first move by waving his hand and saying hi. This got a weak hello in return from Matt and Chris, but silence from Mike.

"Would you guys mind taking Joshua's suitcases and backpack and find some closet space where he can put his things. He and I will join you in a little bit."

John realized he was making a mess of this. First, he brings a new boy home unannounced and asks his original three to carry his bags to the house. Troy then came and stood next to the duo.

"Why do I get the impression that there is trouble in paradise?" Troy had been quietly observing everything and felt this was the time to say goodbye. "I know you would normally call me tomorrow afternoon for the weekly supply list, but if you need to wait until Thursday, I think I can still have all of it for Saturday."

John turned around and extended his hand. "Yes, there were last-minute changes, and I didn't inform the boys about it. I'll straighten it out. Thanks for everything. As you can see, this is going to take a little getting used to for everybody."

"Okay, John. Call me if you need anything. And it was a pleasure to meet you, Joshua."

"Same here. And thanks for that special ride." A few moments later, the copter was in the air and heading back to Majuro. Joshua turned to John. "They hate me, don't they?"

"No, they don't. They are upset because I lied to them. When you sent your email, they were afraid the trip could be a trap, either to get me in trouble with the law again or some kind of blackmail from your mother."

Joshua was about to respond when John held up his hand for silence. "I knew when we were in the hotel, and the sex you and I had could have put me in dire jeopardy, but you didn't force me into it. Despite what you said in your email and when we talked at the restaurant, I wasn't 100% sure I did the right thing. I guess getting on the plane and over the ocean away from America was when I could feel safe."

Joshua looked at his adult friend. "I never lied to you. I've always loved you since I was 9-years-old. I was afraid Mom would send me to see a shrink whenever I told her that. She tried to convince me that I was too young to understand the sexual feelings you were giving me, that you just took advantage of a young, innocent kid. It took over three years to convince her otherwise. And you know how my father beat me because I wouldn't say anything bad about you."

"I believe you, Joshua. That's why I'm glad you're here, but for right now, there's jealousy and anger among my three boys. I told them I was going to say goodbye to you. Instead of that, I bring a new boy to the island. From Day One, I worked hard to instill in our lifestyle the value of honesty and truth, and I end up the one breaking the rules."

As John picked up his suitcase, he and the boy headed up to the house. There they encountered the three on the porch waiting for them. John could tell there was still confusion in the eyes of Matt and Chris. He sensed anger within Mike; he knew he had to talk to him first.

"Thanks, guys, for bringing Joshua's things up here. Why don't you, Matt and Chris, take Joshua inside and show him around and then take him on a tour of the island?"

Joshua gave a last look at John and followed the boys; his eyes were widening over the realization that he was on an island in the Pacific Ocean. The two motioned to the 13-year-old to follow them inside, leaving just Mike and John.

Chapter 32
Doubts and Ruffled Feathers

"Why?" Mike asked with anger in his voice, but before the man could reply, he ran down the steps and along the shoreline until he was out of sight. John slowly shook his head, took a deep sigh, and went inside to unpacked. Returning to the porch, he saw Joshua sitting there by himself. He now looked like a normal teenager with blue jeans and a brightly colored shirt. Surprisingly, the dog was there with him, allowing herself to be petted. Somehow, she seems to remember him. John asked if everything was all right.

"I was shown where I could put my clothes. I haven't unpacked yet. Then we walked along the shore for a bit. Matt and Chris told me they had something to do and left. I came back here to smell the ocean. Back home, I've been to the beach a few times with my mother and brother, but it was always so crowded and people leaving trash everywhere. This is beautiful."

"You didn't see the interior, the hot springs?" getting a shake of the head.

"When you're settled, I'm sure the boys will be glad to take you on a proper tour of the entire island."

Joshua's face grew a little saddened. "I don't think the others like me being here. No one's said a word to me yet. They just pointed to where I could put my clothes and said nothing as we walked along the beach."

"Well, it was a shock to them. As I already told you, I was going to California to say one last goodbye. That's what I told the boys. You coming here was never part of the plan. They probably feel I let them down."

The 13-year-old looked at John. "Are you sorry you brought me? Are you going to send me back?"

"No, I'm not sorry and no, I'm not sending you back. After I talk to the boys, explain what happened, and allow them to get to know you better, it'll work out. This is just a period of adjustment for everyone."

John looked at the boy, noticing for the first time an uncertainty upon his face. It was a contrast to 24 hours earlier when the 13-year-old seemed to have everything under control and confident about the eventual outcome. Giving the boy a pat of assurance on his shoulder, he left Joshua on the porch and went inside to his bedroom. He noticed the briefcase by the door that he had brought from Lam Sin's island and knew he needed to open it soon and see what discoveries there were about the man and his operations. He laid down for a few minutes, closing his eyes and going over the events that eventually brought Joshua here.

Thirty minutes later, he headed to the living room where he spotted Matt and Chris sitting quietly on the sofa. Taking a deep breath, he sat on a chair opposite and looked at them.

"I know you're shocked at seeing Joshua here, and I want you to know right now that when I left here, there was never any intention of bringing him to this island."

John began the narration describing his trip and the meeting with Joshua and his mother. He showed them the guardianship papers and passport to support his contention of how events had been set in motion before he arrived in the hopes the boy would be able to be with John again.

"I know it's hard for you to understand, but you had to be there and feel the emotions. I have a new family, so I thought it would be easy for me to say goodbye to the past and move on with my new life. Joshua clung on to his dream for four years–that's all he had. Although he kept telling me it was love that kept him going, I think there was some guilt too for trusting his brother with a secret and then his parents finding out, causing me to go to prison."

"That's a long time to wait," Matt spoke.

"You're right, Matt. How can you turn your back to someone who cared that much?"

"How long is he staying?" Chris asked.

"Well, he does have a brother and a mother, and she does want to see him at least twice a year, starting this Christmas. There have been no promises on either side as to how long he stays. Whenever he wants to go home, he can. If his mother asks for his return, he leaves. If it doesn't work out here, he'll have to accept that fact. You two and Mike are my real family. Never forget that.

"If it ever comes down to that choice, you will always come first. Joshua is like an old friend visiting. He was surprised too when I told him I had three boys already living with me. He always thought it was going to be just the two of us; this will be an adjustment for him also. He's 13 years old. He may be older, but I think he'll get comfortable as he sees how much you and he have in common."

Chris nodded his head and then asked, "What about sex?"

John gave a smile. "I think you'll find he loves it as much as you. But he's never done anything with another boy, and it's been four years since he and I did anything," leaving out the evening at the hotel, "so all of us must help him. Once he's getting comfortable, I know he'll want more and be as horny as you guys are."

"What about Mike?" Matt wanted to know.

The man was silent for a moment. "I think he took Joshua's arrival a lot harder than I thought. He may have felt more betrayed than you two. I'll talk to him and, hopefully, make him understand.

"While I'm doing that, Joshua is sitting by himself on the porch. He told me he thought you didn't like him being here. Why don't you take him on a real tour of the island, let him see all its beauties, and allow the three of you get to know each other? Like you before, he's been a city boy all his life." The two boys told John they would make Joshua feel welcomed and headed out to the porch.

John continued to sit quietly, once again going over the past 24 plus hours. He hoped that when he talked to Mike, all would be okay. If Mike became adamant about Joshua's visit, it could lead to a decision he didn't want to make. Deep inside, he did feel a twinge of guilt–he had everything he could ever want here on his island.

He had three boys that needed a home and a new family, and best of all, he was living a boylover's dream as all three had grown to love sex to the fullest. On top of all that, there was Aukai and the Kalaukans and their sexual lifestyle. Was adding Joshua going to enhance all that? How many boys did he need to satisfy his man/boy lust? Was he turning the original three boys into sexual playthings only and not as a family? If he wasn't careful, instead of a happy relationship, resentment and anger could emerge. There's the old saying of having too much of a good thing. Getting up, John went outside and started looking for Mike, eventually finding him sitting by where the bonfire was usually lit. He sat next to the boy, and no words were spoken for several moments.

"I know you're upset at seeing Joshua. You may be even thinking he's a replacement for any or all of you–he isn't; he's just visiting. He's not family like you."

Mike looked at the man, "Wasn't the love and sex we shared with you enough? You now needed another boy to fuck. I bet he's virgin and you can't wait to pop his cherry!"

"If you'll calm down for a minute, let me explain, as I did to Matt and Chris, what happened when I met Joshua and his mother."

John repeated the same story he had shared earlier. He showed him the same documents that Chris and Matt had seen.

"You have to understand Mike, the emotions he and I went through for three years. I told you how his father beat him for not willing to testify against me. All the time I was in prison, he was convincing his mother how much he loved me. That's pretty strong for a boy just nine years old. Even as the three years went by, and then he learned I was no longer living in the United States, he never gave up trying to find me in the hopes of being reunited.

"His mother recognized that and made the big sacrifice to allow her son to stay with me even though she knew sex would be a part of our lives. She could go to prison and lose both her sons if this was ever found out." John paused for a moment allowing Mike to absorb what he had been told so far.

"I don't mean to put pressure on you, but you must look at this fact. As I stated, Joshua refused to testify against me; his life was a living hell. Even with that, I spent three years in prison, but what if Joshua had weakened. What if he couldn't take any more yelling and the beatings his father was giving him? What if he had decided that to stop all that, he would testify. I got three years because I made a deal with the court. If Joshua had gone on the witness stand and told everyone everything we did, I would probably still be sitting in a prison cell today, and if that had happened, how would you, Matt, Chris, and I ever become a family. Where would you be today?"

That question hit hard on the boy. John did have a point; if Joshua had gone to court, and John had been sentenced to a lengthy prison term, where would he, Matt, and Chris be at this very moment? The thought of being in Singapore with Lam Sin started to frighten him. It could have happened had it not been the steadfast love Joshua had for John.

"Don't pre-judge Joshua. Give him credit for standing up the way he did, even though he was just nine years old. He was a little upset, too, when I told him I already had three other boys living with me that I loved very much. He understands that the three of you are my family. He knew he would have to share equally in everything, the chores as well as the fun. He wants to give it a try. Matt and Chris are showing him the island right now."

Smiling at Mike, he added, "He's a horny kid too. He's been waiting four years to get caught up on the sex he's missed. He hasn't even messed around with another boy! So, he's a virgin in more ways than just getting his cherry popped. I'm sure now, with four hot-looking boys, none of us will have any problem finding someone ready to go to bed with and having a great time. You're still horny, too, aren't you?"

Mike gave a small smile as he looked at the man. "He's that horny?"

"We were together for the first time in four years! That kid wanted me to pop his cherry the night before we flew back here, although he used a different word to describe it, but he's a newbie compared to you three pros." That got a laugh from Mike.

"I don't know about the pros. We've been having sex together for a short time."

"Compared to Joshua, you have all kinds of experience. Look at your stay on Kalauka Island. Being naked 24 hours among 300 men, women, and children. How many boys from all over the world can say they had such an experience? Give Joshua a chance. If it doesn't work out, he'll have to leave, but I have a feeling the four of you will get along great. Make him feel relaxed and comfortable. Remember, he's going from a 9-year-old with limited sexual experience to a life where sex will be a very important part of it here on the island."

The 12-year-old looked at the adult, cocked his head a little, and said with a smile, "So you 'are' looking forward to popping his cherry?"

The man laughed and wrapped an arm around the boy drawing him close, "Just as much as I looked forward to popping yours that first time."

At that moment, Joshua, Matt, and Chris came into view. Joshua ran up to John with that little boy excitement, "This place is beautiful! I know you tried to describe it to me, but it's more than I could picture in my head." He paused for a moment and went on, "Chris and Matt said they walk naked out here whenever they want."

"That's true, Joshua. I hinted at the hotel; why have a private island if you couldn't walk around naked whenever you want? And your first order of business is to get that even tan all over you," getting a chuckle from the teen, "But you must be careful. It doesn't get that hot here, but you can easily get a bad sunburn. Sometimes we wear cutoffs and T-shirts, but all of us have tans that cover our whole bodies. You're too pale from living in the city. You'll need to get tanned like the rest of us."

"Can't wait." Then he saw Mike and walked up to him. "I'm sorry you are upset at me being here. I want to be your friend and have the same fun all of you share."

"It's my fault–I got jealous. I'm glad you're here. Since John told us so much about you, now we can see you in person," then surprised Joshua by hugging him. This caught the boy off guard, but he quickly recovered and gave Mike a squeeze of his own.

"Tell you what, guys," John cut in. "Why don't you help Joshua unpack. I'll thaw out some steaks; we'll have a barbeque and finish off the night right here with a big bonfire. I believe there're some marshmallows left we can roast." That got the agreement from everyone as the five walked back to the house.

As John prepared the steaks for cooking, he could hear the four boys in one of the bedrooms laughing and giggling. He felt relieved. A few hours ago, he had doubts about bringing Joshua to Paradise Island based on the initial reactions of the three boys. Thankfully they realized that the young visitor didn't pose any threat to their relationship with their adult benefactor. It could add even more spice to a sexual lifestyle being enjoyed by all. As he prepared to take the steaks out to the grill, the four boys came and joined him; Joshua spoke first.

"I was told everyone takes turns sleeping with you each night. Whose turn is it tonight?" Joshua thinking the man would want him for his first night in his new home.

"That's usually true, but tonight I'm going to sleep by myself. I haven't slept in my bed in three days. I still haven't completely recovered from the rescue mission, plus all the past hours in airports and planes. How about tomorrow we go to the glass bedroom and look at the view?"

The teen gave John a big grin. "Yes, I'll give you a hot-looking view," getting nods of approval from the other three at the boy's sexual implication so early in his visit.

Chris spoke next, "Joshua, would you like to sleep with me tonight?" The boy looked at John, who nodded as though saying it's up to you.

"Thank you, Chris."

"We'll start by taking a shower together before we go to bed," as the statement made Joshua realize that he would be naked with another boy for the first time.

"The best way to help each other get cleaned in all the right places," John added with a grin, noticing the slight bulge in the boy's pants.

All Joshua could do was nod his head. Seeing Chris and Joshua together made the man note the similarities between the two. Joshua's hair was slightly blonder than Chris' and his eyes were a deeper blue. They stood nearly identical in height and he guesses were within a few pounds in weight of each other. Both showed signs of losing the last of any baby fat and gaining a more muscular physique. Having seen both naked and in all their glory, he told himself how he looked forward to both boys nude in bed with him at the same time. John then turned to Mike and Matt and stated, "I guess you two share a bed."

Mike turned and put an arm around the 12-year-old's shoulders. "Don't worry, John. I think I'll have a special surprise for Matt," as the younger boy looked at the boy and then smiled, wondering what new feelings he may get to enjoy.

Everyone enjoyed their meal and with Joshua now volunteering to help, everything was cleaned up quickly and all proceeded to the area of the bonfire pit. After kindling was gathered, Joshua was given the honor of lighting the fire, and as more wood was added, the bonfire roared and crackled in the night air. John thought back to the last time they ran this fire and Aukai's reaction to roasting marshmallows causing everyone to laugh. He could still see some small pieces of metal from the Sea Queen lifeboat that had yet to be fully consumed. Chris came over to John and the man whispered something to the 12-year-old who nodded his head and looked at Joshua. Then he rejoined the other three boys

John was sitting alone as he observed the four boys chatting among themselves. It looked like Joshua was mesmerized by the stories the boys were telling of their lives and their adventures since arriving here. Although John had spent all night sharing this same information with the boy, it was different hearing it again from those actual participants. After a while, Joshua came over and sat by the adult.

"This is like a fairytale, John. Mike, Chris, and Matt love sex, and they say it was you who made them see how much fun it was, just like you showed me four years ago."

"When it's open and everyone does it willingly and without force or pressure, all can discover the beauty two or more naked bodies have together, no matter what the ages between them can be. I believe this was the biggest lesson they learned. Afterward, their bodies took it from there. Not only have the four of us enjoyed great sex, but they have had the extra pleasure of spending time with a group of people who thinks sex is very important and encourages it among their children from an early age."

"The Kalaukans?"

"That's right. I hope soon you'll get to meet Aukai and his people and experience firsthand their wonderful hospitality. They are not shy about inviting you to join them in sex games."

"Yes, Matt and Chris told me about all the sucking everyone did to one another until their dicks got sore."

Giving a big grin to the boy, John asked, "Well, if you had to have a sore dick, wouldn't that be a great way to get it?"

Joshua gave a large grin in return and then got serious. "What do I do with Chris tonight? What does he want me to do?"

"I told Chris a few moments ago the only experience you've had was with me and never with another boy. Let him lead and you follow if you feel comfortable. If I remember the boy who spent the night with me at the hotel, I'll bet that it won't take long before the two of you are running hands and mouths all over each other."

"Will you pop my cherry tomorrow?"

"Why do you want that so badly? There's plenty of time to work up to it. Remember, it's a very special moment between man and boy. It's not something just to have sex."

"I told you I read on the Internet where men love it when they can fuck a boy; Chris, Mike, and Matt say you like it when you're doing it to them."

"Of course I do. It's a way to end a beautiful session of love that involved the whole body. Remember when you were younger, how I rubbed my hands all over your front, back, made your cock hard, and tingle? Well, that was part of it. You were too young to have anything stuck in your butt, but I got off anyhow shooting my cum all over you."

"No more of that, though," stated the teen. "I was going to suck your cock and taste your cum when you stopped me at the hotel. If you don't stick it in my ass, then I'll suck you off."

"Boy, are you getting ambitious! Well, if you have that much anticipation in future sex between us, I can't wait for tomorrow night when we're together."

The teen looked at the man. "You mean you're going to take my cherry in the glass bedroom?"

John gave a smile to the boy. "Now you go with Chris and enjoy your first sex here. I'm sure over the next few days, Mike and Matt will want to share their bodies with you too."

Joshua got up and rejoined the others as John asked if everyone had their fill of marshmallows. Getting affirmative responses, the fire was put out, and everyone went back to the house. Matt and Mike showered first as Chris and Joshua waited in the living room. As the two boys exited the bathroom, they were both naked, giving Joshua his first glimpse of his new future sexual companions. He had seen many naked boys when they were showering after gym class, and he even recalled a few that got him excited thinking of messing around with them–but he never dared to approach anyone.

Although his name was never published in the media, due to his age, when the sex case broke in the local news, he was aware that several boys had seen him and John together and had easily figured out it was him. In the beginning, everyone had thought how terrible the man had been molesting such a sweet innocent little boy. He knew If he had tried to engage in some sort of sex with another classmate and was discovered, he could have suffered a terrible public humiliation and possibly been called a 'queer' as his father had labeled him a faggot when he left the family for good. Yet here he was, ready to begin a lifestyle not only of renewed sex with John but with three other boys who, though more experienced, loved it as much as he knew he would.

"Ready?" Chris asked. Joshua nervously nodded his head. "Don't worry. We'll take it slow and easy. You already know how good it feels to be naked. We're just going to take it a step further," as he took hold of the boy's hand and led him to the now vacant bathroom.

John watched the two enter the bathroom and close the door. Getting up, he made sure all the lights were out and headed to his shower. As the warm water rushed over him, he felt the same familiar fatigue he had several days ago. Too much adventure and not enough sleep. Well, this time, he was going to catch up. Dragging his nude body toward the bed, he turned off the light, got under the covers, and was soon fast asleep.

***

It was the sensation of another naked body pressed against his that woke John up many hours later. Blinking his eyes, he got adjusted to the bright sunlight illuminating the bedroom and knew he had been asleep at least 10 hours. He was lying on his right side. He turned his head to look over his shoulder to see who was in bed with him and spotted Joshua.

A moment's panic hit him as he wondered what the boy was doing in his bed. Did it not go well with Chris the previous evening? Did Joshua's introduction to sex with another boy not work out? He slowly turned his body until he was facing the teen. With his face just inches away, the man studied the features of this boy. He looked like an angel sleeping there so peacefully. Or was he asleep? John thought he detected a slight quivering of the mouth as though trying not to reveal that the boy was awake, but trying to act otherwise. The man smiled. "Okay, let's play," he thought to himself.

He slowly lifted the covers to confirm what he suspected, that the body was naked. He had felt the cock of the lad pressed against his lower back when he awoke. John then lowered the covers exposing the entire body. Although John saw him naked when they were at the hotel and had explored and gotten off with his cock in the boy's ass crack, he hadn't looked at the teen body, now exposed in the bright daylight. Like the other three, the boy was beautiful. It was at the perfect point in development that exposed the child-like beauty of prepubescence before puberty and the inevitable changes that would begin eventually.

He thought back to four years ago when he first saw this young body at the age of nine and how he admired the soft texture of the flesh, the pudginess of the stomach, and thighs, as there was still some baby fat on him. His cock was so small, just two inches [5cm] with a ball sack empty of the jewels that had not dropped yet. He could grab each ass cheek with one hand as he squeezed and massaged each half. Although too young, he observed the tiny pink entrance that would one day allow a man to feel the warmth and tightness of its inner depths.

As he looked at the boy's body now, the baby fat was gone, a flat stomach with a slight rippling of the muscles showed. His thighs were tight and strong; his beautiful boy cock had doubled in size to four inches [10cm] and a smooth pouch that now contained a set of juice makers that John had tasted for the first time that night in the hotel.

Seeing that Joshua wasn't ready to quit pretending he was asleep, the man decided to continue. He ran his hands over the upper chest, feeling the small tip of the boy's nipples. Four years ago, there was nothing to suck on, but now, they presented a treat that the man took advantage of, lowering mouth to one nipple and slowly sucking on it, feeling it get a little larger and a lot harder. He moved his mouth from one nipple to the other, shifting his eyes up to observe the boy, catching him occasionally squeezing his eyes shut and trying to control the movement of his lips as his body reacted to the sensations he was experiencing. While his mouth was at work, a hand slowly worked its way down across the flat stomach, over the smooth pubic mound, and started to stroke the very rigid boy cock. He took turns running his fingers along the shaft and fondling the balls within its silk package. Still, the boy didn't want to wake up.

Leaving the reddened nipples alone, he slowly licked down the chest and stomach until his mouth made contact with the teen's cock. Removing his hand, he replaced it with his mouth, slowly licking the underside of the shaft, and then placing it in his mouth. John thought back to the first time he gave the 9-year-old boy his first blowjob and how Joshua felt confused about what his body was experiencing. Like all boys his age, his only concept of what his cock was for was to take a piss, and he thought the same of the first sensations when the man's lips wrapped around his two-inch boner.

The man told him to hold on, that a new fantastic feeling was about to engulf his body, and moments later, the boy experienced his first orgasm, although a dry one. John today could still recall the convulsions of the boy as his body was wracked with something he never knew existed, much less felt. The young boy was hooked. During subsequent visits, Joshua would admit to John that he tried to recreate those same feelings at home, and although his young cock got stiff, he never could reach that peak. From then on, the first thing the 9-year-old wanted when he arrived at John's home and got completely naked was for the man to suck his little cock and bring about that wonderful feeling.

Like all prepubescent boys, Joshua's ability to recuperate was amazing, and John's mouth tired long before the boy felt he had enough orgasms for the day. The little cock was red and possibly sore, but the boy just couldn't get enough of these new feelings. John had to slow things down and explain to the boy how sex was a two-way street, that although he was happy to make him feel good, he wanted to have similar feelings with the boy.

Joshua wasn't sure about putting the man's large cock in his mouth and John sensed the hesitation. So he substituted by rubbing his hard shaft along different parts of the smooth form and would shoot his cum all over the boy, who first thought John was peeing on him until he saw close-up the white residue produced by the man's orgasm. So such an arrangement continued.

Later, John would get off mostly rubbing his cock along the crack of the small ass cheeks. When he was ready to cum, he aimed his cock at the pink entrance and produced a small puddle, wondering if any ever leaked inside. Although he recalled the weekends with Roberto and his wonderful tight ass, he knew he couldn't penetrate such a small boy, but jacked off many times when alone, thinking of such a fantasy.

After several months, the young boy was beginning to accept the idea of trying to suck the man's cock, although he didn't want that white stuff in his mouth. Although too young to fuck, he was allowing more probing of his rear entrance with the man's finger. It never got beyond that point and Joshua never tasted the man's penis.

Joshua couldn't pretend he was asleep any longer. John's mouth was bringing about those feelings he experienced at the hotel. He opened his eyes and looked at the man. He twisted his body so that he was now lying on his back, looking down at his cock totally inside the mouth of his friend. His hands instinctively grabbed the sheets as he felt he could no longer hold on and felt his cock twitch and convulse as it released its liquid treasure, seeing John swallow eagerly. He closed his eyes, breathing heavily. He thought back to the days when he had the same sensations when John wrapped his lips around his boy cock, but now they were enhanced with the addition of his balls being able to produce sperm. He saw John lick his cock clean and then scooted up so that his face leaned over the boy.

"Oh, I see you're awake."

"I was awake before you were," Joshua replied with a smile.

"You mean I didn't take advantage of a naked little boy and molested him while he was asleep?"

Joshua shook his head and stated, "No, but I enjoyed being molested. This time no one gets into any trouble."

John looked at the boy. Yes, finally, after four long years, the two of them could enjoy what both wanted without the fear of discovery by any unwanted person or repercussions from their acts of love and sex.

"How come I find you in my bed? How long have you been here? Did something go wrong last night?

"Whoa, John! Everything is fine. I woke up a while ago and you were still asleep; I told Chris I would be with you until you get up, and I had a great time with Chris. I was nervous at first, but he made it easy and a lot of fun. We washed each other in the shower, and then we got each other off." Joshua paused for a moment.

"It was different, but fun doing something like this with someone my age. I saw a lot of boys, in the gym class showers, I wished I could jack off with while we showered, and I finally got to do it here."

Some hair across the boy's forehead was brushed back as John looked at his young friend. "See, one of your dreams has come true, and I know you, Mike and Matt will have the same enjoyable feelings when you shower together with them. Now, what happened after you got to the bedroom?"

"Chris did a lot what you did to me, touching me and making me feel good all over. He sucked on my nipples and then he sucked my cock. We used our hands to get off in the shower, so this was a first having someone else but you sucking my cock. He was good," the boy grinned, recalling the sensations his boy rod received, "and I came in his mouth. He said he liked my taste."

"I know what he means. Your cum is very sweet."

"Chris said you liked all the boys' cum."

"That's true, Joshua. There's a certain special different taste in a young boy when he's shooting his sperm as opposed to when you get older."

"Does that mean yours tastes bad?" thinking back four years when he was getting ready to suck John for the first time.

The man laughed. "No, it's just a little stronger flavor. Some like it, others don't."

"Has any of the others tasted your cum?"

"Yes, they have, and surprisingly haven't found it too bad. Although they know I usually want to end the sex we are having by sliding my cock in their asses."

"Does it feel that good?"

"You can ask them. I think they got adjusted to it and liked anal sex because it was done with love and at a pace that caused the least pain the first time. They keep telling me they feel empty without me inside," giving Joshua a big grin.

"You love that, don't you? Three boys asking you to fuck them."

"It's a dream very few men can enjoy."

"So, you can't wait for me to join that group?"

"True, but with four boys now, I'm counting on you to share sex more with each other. As much as I love being with each one of you, I can't take care of all of you every day."

"Then what they said is true?"

"What was that?"

"You are getting old," as John grabbed the boy tickling him as Joshua begged him to stop.

Out in the hallway, Mike, Matt, and Chris smiled as they realized a new chapter in sexual enjoyment was unfolding.

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