Chapter 7

~~~ZIYA~~~

Max’s eyes had almost fallen out of their sockets when I undressed earlier, but I didn’t care. And if I was completely honest with myself, I’d have to admit I kinda liked his stare. It had been a long time since I felt desirable.

I didn’t get naked because of that, though. These gross clothes started to get to me. They itched, they smelled, and they chafed against my skin, which got all irritated and red because there was still sand scraping everywhere. Plus, it was just nasty that I was wearing them for more days already without having a proper washing machine to wash them. God, I want my washing machine.

Maybe that’s a little ridiculous, since I have more important things to deal with in my life right now (like panicking about being stuck on a fucking deserted island), but just because I’m stuck here, I have little else to do then to pay attention to these little bothersome things.

Of course, I also thought a lot about my family, friends and company. I thought about them every hour I spent here in this tropical paradise, and I was worried for Max and myself too, but I also just longed for a warm shower, or a piece of chocolate. And my phone. God, I wanted my phone! Not only to call my parents, sister and friends but also just to check my apps and look things up! Especially things that would be useful to know when you’re stuck on a deserted island!

I poured a little shampoo on my head and washed my hair, then rinsed out by sticking my head underneath the water stream. This was already a bit of pure bliss.

After brushing my teeth and washing my hair, I felt cleaner than ever!

Max had fled into the cave after my little strip show, and I hadn’t seen him after that. “Max?” I yelled. “Are you still there?”

I figured he just took a moment to himself, something that was absolutely right to do. I also took a few minutes to myself now and then when I just wanted to be alone for a while. We were only here for days, but it felt like weeks sometimes.

“I am,” he replied.

“Okay,” I answered back.

“I’m... still building a little courage to come out. Cause... I’m naked too.”

“You are?” I chuckled. “Well, it’s like ripping off a bandage. Don’t think, just do it.” I shouted, slowly swimming back to the waterfront.

There he came. With his hands in front of his crotch, he walked towards the edge. Damn, his body looked so fine. His light brown skin glowed in the sunlight, like he was made of bronze. He even had more tattoos than I thought he had. I honestly have never met a guy this hot before. Maybe I could use his abs as a washboard, like those Victorian ladies used to wash clothes, because it certainly was ribbed and hard enough. He had an eight pack right there. Good enough to grate cheese on.

When I looked up at his face, I saw he looked terrified. His brows wrinkled, and his nose scrunched.

“Oh, come on, Max. It’s not like I’ve never seen a naked guy before. I’ve seen plenty,” I cooed, eagerly wanting to see what he had underneath his hands.

I felt like such a dirty girl, but I didn’t care.

“You may have seen a lot of naked guys, but this is the first time I’m showing myself completely exposed to a woman.” He swallowed a big lump.

“Huh?”

“Yeah…” He briefly looked into my eyes before he peeped at the sky again. “Fuck, now I feel even more exposed.”

“It’s ok, you’re only nineteen. I hadn’t slept with anyone until I was twenty-one.”

I would have never expected Max to be a virgin. No wonder he felt so uncomfortable.

“I’ve had opportunities, even though they only crossed my path the last two years, because before that I was a bit of a shrimp, but… I don’t know… I just didn’t want to sleep with a one-night-stand as a first, and my last girlfriend and I broke up before we passed second base. She was a little younger than I was and I didn’t want to push her, so we took it slow.”

I was so touched he shared this with me.

“You should never do something that you’re not feeling. Even though the other guys think it’s cool to sleep with lots of girls, it doesn’t mean you should. I think it’s great you waited.”

“Why the fuck are we having a serious talk about my virginity at a moment like this?” He bit his upper lip.

I laughed. “I don’t know. Because you’re stalling time?”

“Maybe.” He laughed awkwardly. “Fuck. Okay, I’m gonna rip the bandage now.” He lifted his hands and showed me all of his vulnerability, while his face blushed the color of a tomato.

He was gorgeous.

“So, I can tell you that you look completely healthy and normal.” That was a lie because he actually looked way hotter, but I didn’t want to say that because I didn’t want to make it more awkward than it already was for him. “Now get in the water and wash your hair.”

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We spent the rest of the day in tranquility. We went to the beach to look out for ships, but we had no luck. The S. O. S sign still looked the same as yesterday, so we didn’t need to fix that. If I would have been alone here, I would have gotten bored. Luckily, I had my companion.

“Why did you go on a cruise alone?” I asked Max.

“I was supposed to go with a friend but his grandfather died, so he couldn’t leave.” Max answered, digging his feet in the sand as we sat in the shade of one of the palm trees. “I wanted to stay behind too, but he forced me.”

“He must feel so bad right now,” I replied. “I think they informed our families by now, don’t you?”

“I haven’t thought about that. Oh my God, the poor guy. I would feel so bad.”

“Exactly. I would feel so fucking guilty.”

“Do you think the ship hit the news?”

“Oh, yeah.”

“So, what will happen when we’re getting rescued?” he asked.

“I love that you said ‘when we’re getting rescued’ and not ‘if we’re getting rescued’”. I would have said the latter for sure. Max was way more positive than I was. “But I don’t know. Maybe we will get famous for being the ones that survived on a deserted island.”

“And then we have to give interviews and tell that we walked around naked and ate coconuts and bananas all day long.”

“I don’t give a fuck.” I smiled. “There could be worse things to do on a deserted island.”

“We’re lucky there are practically no animals here.” Max laid down in the sand and closed his eyes. My eyes, however, took the opportunity to check him out quite unabashedly.

His dick laid limb on his left leg. I’ve dated men that had smaller dicks when erect. The thought of him having an erection made me hot.

He had trimmed back hair growing to his navel and was uncut.

When I looked up, I saw he looked at me with wide eyes and a rush of heat struck my body. I was so busted right now.

I twirled my head towards the blue ocean. “Ok, you caught me.” I said, giggling into my hand.

“...”

“I’m sorry, but I just couldn’t help myself.”

“Jesus, Ziya.”

“What? I’m sorry, I didn’t want to make you shy.”

I laid down and twisted my head to look at him. He avoided me and kept his stare at the sky. He seemed to do that a lot.

“Are you always this bold and shameless?” he asked.

“Yup,” I answered. “Pretty much.”

“Uh... well, I’m not at all. I would actually call myself a prude.”

“You weren’t that prude when you looked at me when I took off my clothes, though…” I teased.

“...!”

His ears got red.

“What? You think I haven’t seen you checking me out?”

“I’m a guy,” he mumbled. “How can I not look when a beautiful woman undresses in front of me?”

I could barely hear what he said.

“Ok, let’s stop this. I see you feel embarrassed again.”

“Thanks.”

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