Chapter 3

Ziya

"Uh, ok, I suppose I do feel a b-bit gross..."

It took a few seconds before I heard him say he was in.

"Nice, huh?" I asked as he slowly came closer while rubbing his pants underwater. His torso towered above the water and once again, I admired him.

"Yeah, you're right. I think I really needed this," he said, smiling. "Hey, there's fish in here too."

"Yeah, I already befriended them."

He was done with his clothes and threw them in the sun after he scrunched most of the water out. As I swam around, I watched him wash himself. I felt heat rising in my cheeks, looking at how his hands caressed his pecs and abs. Luckily the water cooled me down.

He was gone under the water for a few seconds before he came back up again. "By the way, how are you feeling today?" he asked when running his hand through his hair to push the wet hair from his forehead. Jesus. He looked like he came walking straight from the cover of a beauty magazine. Just look at that jawline and Adam's apple. I swallowed.

"Good, good," I answered.

"Did you sleep well?"

"Yeah, I woke up not so long ago, but I didn't wanna wake you up," I replied. "You looked so peaceful asleep."

He smiled "You were cold tonight."

"No shit?" I laughed. "Sorry for making you lay against a popsicle all night."

"No, it was ok." He laughed as well. "I didn't mind it. I felt sorry for you and I was glad I could help you."

He didn't mean to do it so obviously but I saw him looking at my body. Even though we were both underwater enough to cover our private parts, one could still see the contours, and his eyes were repeatedly drawn towards my breasts. I liked that he checked me out, even though I didn't know why I liked it. I should think about the bigger problems we faced, but I found myself wanting him to look at me.

"You're so sweet. Handsome and sweet," I said and he looked away. "You can't take a compliment well, can you?" I asked.

It was almost as if I was flirting with him.

What the fuck was wrong with me?

We just experienced a horrible accident and ended up stranded on some island. At least, I think it's an island? I didn't even know.

Ugh, maybe I was subconsciously trying to distract myself from the drama, to prevent stress? I've read before that people get horny during stressful times, especially during dramatic events.

"I can't take a compliment to save my life," he agreed. "So... shall we go to the beach today to make that S. O. S. sign? I'm sure that someone will spot it soon and can save us."

"Yeah, let's do that... But, what if nobody will see? What if we have to stay here for long? Our family, and--"

"Hey," he cut me off, now looking at my face. "We have to stay positive. What good would it do us to sit and be afraid and worry all the time, it won't save us sooner."

"I know. You're right," I said. He made me feel at ease again. He was good at that.

~~~MAX~~~

I woke up alone and the empty spot beside me made me wonder where Ziya was. I figured that she was probably outside to stretch her legs a little. After I’d called out to her and no answer came, I decided to take a leak before searching for her.

On my return to the cave, my eyeballs almost fell out of their sockets. I had found her. There she stood, in the lake, her lower body covered under the water but the top very much on display for me to see. She held her eyes closed while her head was tilted back to let the water of the waterfall run through her hair. She raised her arms to let her fingers do the same and let them run through her long locks.

Jesus. Fucking. Christ.

I stood nailed to the ground, my body not listening to my brain anymore. I almost choked on my own drool as I watched the water run over the hills that were her breasts, my eyes zooming in on the hardened light pink nipples. It made me swallow. She had more than a handful when it came to size and I could just feel them in my hands as I secretly watched her, hiding myself behind one of the palm trees.

I felt like a huge creep, so when I was finally able to move again, I quickly rushed into the cave, my heart hammering inside my chest at 180 pulses a minute.

Inside, I repeatedly slapped myself against my cheeks. “Act fucking normal, you moron!”

That lady had to be traumatized after everything that happened and here I was, lurking at her while she took a moment to herself and relaxed for the first time after our horrible accident!

It was a miracle that we had survived it without any real damage to our bodies. I praised myself lucky every time I thought about what could have been, and every time I did, this weird uneasy feeling came over me. Just to know that I could have died. Of course, you can die every day, but this time, death had come awfully close. But instead of dying, I ended up on what appeared to be a deserted beach with some older gorgeous hot sexy ripe voluptuous lady! Fuck.

I sighed, trying to calm myself down before I stepped outside again, and pretended I didn’t know what she was doing outside in the first place.

“Z-Ziya,” I stuttered like an idiot. She looked up and I had to look in the other direction before I was going to salivate at the sight of her beautiful round breasts again. Fuck me for being a nineteen old guy right now. I could only hope my dick wouldn’t get hard. “I’m s-sorry. Uh... I’m awake,” I said, looking at the clear blue sky.

Well, duh, Max... like she wasn’t able to tell that you’re awake! Ugh. She must really think I’m an idiot.

“It’s ok, Max, you can look now. You must have sand sticking in your asscrack as well. Join me, the water is amazing! I washed my clothes too.”

I looked at her and only her head was to be seen as the rest was covered underwater now. I breathed out, a little more comfortable now before I did what she said. Truthfully, I felt super gross and my balls definitely could use a wash too.

~

We had agreed to go back to the beach to create an S. O. S. sign since no help had arrived yet. I’d volunteered to do it alone so that Ziya could rest, but she didn’t want that. She said she felt better today and didn’t want to feel as useless as she had felt yesterday.

It took us a few hours, but we managed to create a huge sign with rocks.

“Ok, if that isn’t visible, I don’t know what is,” she said, looking proud at our work.

I could only hope that people out there were able to tell where the ship had sunk. I didn’t think that we drifted away very far, so if they were gonna search for survivors, there was a good chance we were gonna be found pretty soon.

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