My name is Jack Burns. I was an explorer in the 1800s. My crew and I would sail around North America and find new lands to conquer and prospect for gold.
Sailing up the Georgia straight our ship suddenly started leaking. We needed to dock and fast. We ended up in an island far off the coast. There were 5 of us.
Russel was the old man of the crew in his 60s, his son Darrel was in his 30s as was Paul and Peter. We gathered our gear and set up camp on the shore. We drank rum by the fire and passed out on the beach knowing we needed our rest for tomorrow as we started exploring this new land.
The next day we all awoke with the sun shining in our faces. We gathered our tools and started to walk around. After a while, we decided to separate. I wanted to see whatever else or whoever else was out there. I had no idea what I was about to find which would change my life forever.
As I walked through some bushes I discovered a creek. In the distance, I noticed 2 Native boys that looked about 18-20 in there splashing around in the water. They were standing up in the shallow part completely naked facing each other. Their bodies were marvelous. Both of them were really slim and toned with zero hair on their bodies. They both had beautiful long hair and from behind, I'd of sworn they were girls, but as I walked further up towards them I saw they both had big hard-ons.
I felt like I should go up to them, I felt like a moth to a flame and was just drawn to them. So I walked up to them and smiled and said hello. They both looked at me in shock never seeing a white man before. But they sensed that I was there in peace so they smiled back. I said "I am friend" and they said something in their native language and then smiled at me again.
I got a good look at them. They were both so beautiful but one stood out to me more. One of them was really tall and lean but his face was really rugged looking and had crooked teeth. The other one was shorter and skinnier but had almost no blemishes or anything on his face and had nice eyes and cheekbones and really full pouty lips. He also had a really cute, friendly smile.
Keep in mind this was the mid-1800s and homosexuality was unheard of. Men in my town would have been hung to death for such perversions. I had never even thought of sex with another man. I had a fiancΓ© at home. A beautiful Irish girl and that's all I thought of being with... until now...
I kept looking at this native boy and he kept smiling at me. I just stood there with these 2 naked native boys for what seemed like hours just staring at them and smiling. The one prettier one was the one that was making me think and feel things I previously never thought possible. I figured he was about 18 maybe 19.
It was then that the pretty one extended his hand and I thought it was a handshake except instead of shaking hands he held it and started pulling me down the trail along with the other one. Being so curious and honestly aroused I just let them take me wherever. If worst came to worst my crew would hopefully come looking for me.
They ended up taking me to a nearby area that looked like it could be their village. They made a loud call out and suddenly I was surrounded by natives. They were all super lean and had long hair and all looked to be 18-20 years old. Some of them were big and tall and muscular, a few of them were petite and pretty like the first boy that brought me to them.
Suddenly the chief who was much older appeared and somehow he was able to speak to me. I said, "I am a friend" and extended my hand. He shook it and said "friend welcome" and offered me a seat and a slab of deer meat that was delicious.
He then pulled the beautiful boy from earlier towards me and said "this my son, He is 19 years old. His name is Ata'halne because he interrupts" as he let out a little laugh and they all broke into laughter.
The chief introduced me to the rest of his tribe. They were all male and between 18 and 30.
Ata'halne just looked at me with an adorable smile. It felt like his brown eyes were looking right into my soul. He spoke very little but when he did speak he had a very soft almost girly sounding voice. Not a word of English though just his native language which I couldn't understand.
A couple of hours went by and I was actually having a good time. It seemed like they were putting on a special party to welcome me. There was some drum beating and singing and dancing and it was fun. I just sat and watched Ata'halne looking at me smiling and I smiled back.
What I didn't understand was why I felt the same way with Ata'halne tonight as I did when I first met my fiancΓ© back home at church when she was singing in the quire and looking at me smiling. But what really got my mind spinning was how much more exciting this was for me.
It started getting dark and just as I figured earlier my crew came looking for me. They showed up with guns drawn and I had to jump up and tell them to stand down. Once they realized how much I was enjoying myself they relaxed and the chief introduced himself and his tribe.