"Yumi! Come up out of the water first! I got fresh coconut. Hydrate yourself first." Isagani called out towards the vast sea.
Their town was surrounded by the ocean on the right side and then bordered by a river on the left side. If you cross the bridge above the river, you will reach the other town where the only high school close to theirs is located.
Another thing that bound these two places was a gigantic mountain where you could find a hidden spring.
Every summer, the majority of the young population—as soon as they start to walk—will surely join in forging wild fruits or just simply be there to not miss out on the fun.
Even Yumi and Isagani were once so into their little mountain adventures that they once proposed to their elders their intention to move out and live a vagabond life in the mountains.
Yumi's grandparents laughed out of breath when they heard it but when Isagani's dad caught wind of it, it resulted in beatings and a red painful butt of the young Gani.
He ran away from home and that's when he discovered the "secret hideout" and assigned Yumi as the co-owner of his paradise.
Not quite far from the town, there were a lot of inhabited islands.
Some had interesting rock formations, some were sanctuaries of sea turtles, some had a shoreline that was filled with sea urchins and some had fine sand and even white sand! One of these islands was the "Puti" Isagani was referring to.
Few had the energy and resources to go there because it was the farthest island from the town's shoreline.
It was this reason why that island became Yumi and Isagani's hangout place every summer vacation.
They would fish and then grill it, climb up a coconut tree for refreshment and then discover small animals and build them their own shelter.
They could do anything under the sun without getting bored and getting burnt skin along the way, which would result in a few days of discomfort and a sermon from grandma.
Yumi's grandpa was the one who first brought the two here 11 years ago. After that summer, it's been their tradition to explore the island or just relax and have a fancy sunbathing session in the early hours of the day every year. Even when Grandpa Cruz passed three years ago, they still stuck to this yearly ritual.
Gani took shelter under the dual shade of a coconut tree and a shield of a wide flat rock that was a head taller than him. He chopped down the coconut that he had picked earlier.
Irritated by the stickiness of his shirt against his sweat-drowned skin, he stripped off and the cool breeze of the sea waves instantly gave him comfort.
Busy with his own things, he faintly heard a crisp and lively voice calling his name. He looked over his shoulder and was instantly stunned.
A heart-racing nymph-like body slowly emerged from the emerald water.
The young woman, who was obviously not too young to have that well-developed physique, lifted her innocent-looking face, searching left to right. When she spotted the one she was looking for, she cheerfully waved her right arm up.
The lady walked towards him carrying a fish spared in the middle.
She proudly waved her hard-earned killings and was eager to show off.
She was wet from head to toe and the water droplets that flowed down to her body reflected the high noon light, making it glitter like a diamond, but this was not the reason why the adolescent boy momentarily froze at his thought.
The hot young blood in him couldn't stay still.
His Adam's apple could not help but move upwards and then down.
His eyes deepened and leisurely drifted from this enchantress' red cheeks from direct exposure to the sun to her chest.
He intently observed her.
Her white shirt was now sticking to her enormous, perfectly round and upright humps.
It was perfectly perky, as if showing its youthfulness. He could still remember how white it was when she leaned on his side that day.
It must be soft. He yearned to touch it; even lick it and then suck it.
If you survey it closely, you'll discover that her flat stomach made her wide hips and thin waist easier in the eye and free from distraction.
He wondered if his one arm would be sufficient to wrap her around.
When his sight arrived at her exquisite white legs, his gaze became hotter.
A bulge slowly rose below his abdomen.
He couldn't help but question himself when she developed that fantasy-inducing body.
After that small incident inside his room, he began to notice little things that he had failed to heed before.
Every part of her looked so elastic and enticing.
He discovered his wild thoughts and was surprised.
When did he get this animalistic desire towards her?
He wondered if he had the same effect on her as how she affected him. He was this shaken by her and just thinking that this feeling was only his own made him feel a pinch of unwillingness and desolation.
He was starting to become unsatisfied with their status quo. He wanted them to be more and this desire came with fear of rejection.
He knew that if he pursued it, he could not afford the risk.
When Yumi arrived in front of him, the boy robotically handed him a chopped open coconut and reached for the short spare in her hand.
Her eyes instantly brightened when she saw the refreshment.
Her little red tongue licked her dried lips.
She lifted the fruit above her head and then poured the juice into her mouth.
The juice poured down her mouth and part of that juice slid out of her lips. It flowed down to her chin, to her collarbone and finally hid in her wet garment.
Isagani witnessed all of these minute details.
If it did not scare the girl, he would love to pull her into his embrace and lick it clean for her.
Lick. Suck.
The refreshing coconut juice immediately quenched the heat within her body, "Aaahh!" She exhaled in satisfaction and her wrinkled brows were visibly smoothened.
She wiped her lips with the back of her hand and looked at the dock area, "Where's our boat?"
She scanned the surroundings but didn't spot the boat.
He pointed his finger at a certain big rock without turning his head, "I docked it behind that boulder. We don't want it to be washed away when the tide comes up..." His eyes never left her. Like a lion locking its target.
Lick. Suck.
He couldn't extricate himself from this tempting chant.
He really wanted to devour her.
He wanted to feel her inside.
His longing was growing bigger but years of education halted him from pursuing this thriving carnal desire. His care and love for her made him sane, not letting his demon rule over him.
Feeling the hotness of the boy's gaze, Yumi became aware of the sudden change of atmosphere.
To break off this dangerous eye contact, Yumi roamed her eyes everywhere else but before she realized it, her gaze was automatically attracted by the lad's toned upper body.
She never saw him take off his shirt after they went to Junior High School, not until the last time, so her last impression of his body was still the frail and thin young boy.
The complete opposite of the sight she's seeing right now.
Gani's body was still glazed with sweat from chopping, which gave a more appetizing look to his well-formed muscles.
A bead-like water slowly travelled from his neck, touching his pectoral region down to his not-so-defined packed abs—tracing his perfect mermaid line—until it disappeared somewhere down there.
She felt her lips dry.
Her hands stiffly lifted up the coconut she was holding and delivered the fresh juice into her parched throat.
She clearly didn't mind being alone with Isagani in this inhabited land, but now that she felt the ambiguousness in the air she unconsciously became nervous.
She wished someone could at least tell her that a waterdrop's life could be this exciting.
After momentarily calming herself, she was soon attacked visually by Gani's little guy's vigorousness. She knew what it was! She had seen it before! A deep pink blush painted her cheeks.
Isagani, who was equally thirsty as her, paused his trance-like gawking when he felt something and then swiftly shifted his vision to her.
He discovered her odd and dumbfounded reaction. When he followed her line of sight he was greeted by his own enthusiastic pillar.
He calmly took back his eyes from her, "What are you looking at? Never seen an erection before?"
She opened her mouth and closed it as if she wanted to say something but chose not to.
Before she could form her words, she heard the other say, "Missed it? Do you wanna look at it again? Is this the type you're saying you watched?"
She swore she heard teasing behind his voice!
"Yumi! Come up out of the water first! I got fresh coconut. Hydrate yourself first." Isagani called out towards the vast sea.
Their town was surrounded by the ocean on the right side and then bordered by a river on the left side. If you cross the bridge above the river, you will reach the other town where the only high school close to theirs is located.
Another thing that bound these two places was a gigantic mountain where you could find a hidden spring.
Every summer, the majority of the young population—as soon as they start to walk—will surely join in forging wild fruits or just simply be there to not miss out on the fun.
Even Yumi and Isagani were once so into their little mountain adventures that they once proposed to their elders their intention to move out and live a vagabond life in the mountains.
Yumi's grandparents laughed out of breath when they heard it but when Isagani's dad caught wind of it, it resulted in beatings and a red painful butt of the young Gani.
He ran away from home and that's when he discovered the "secret hideout" and assigned Yumi as the co-owner of his paradise.
Not quite far from the town, there were a lot of inhabited islands.
Some had interesting rock formations, some were sanctuaries of sea turtles, some had a shoreline that was filled with sea urchins and some had fine sand and even white sand! One of these islands was the "Puti" Isagani was referring to.
Few had the energy and resources to go there because it was the farthest island from the town's shoreline.
It was this reason why that island became Yumi and Isagani's hangout place every summer vacation.
They would fish and then grill it, climb up a coconut tree for refreshment and then discover small animals and build them their own shelter.
They could do anything under the sun without getting bored and getting burnt skin along the way, which would result in a few days of discomfort and a sermon from grandma.
Yumi's grandpa was the one who first brought the two here 11 years ago. After that summer, it's been their tradition to explore the island or just relax and have a fancy sunbathing session in the early hours of the day every year. Even when Grandpa Cruz passed three years ago, they still stuck to this yearly ritual.
Gani took shelter under the dual shade of a coconut tree and a shield of a wide flat rock that was a head taller than him. He chopped down the coconut that he had picked earlier.
Irritated by the stickiness of his shirt against his sweat-drowned skin, he stripped off and the cool breeze of the sea waves instantly gave him comfort.
Busy with his own things, he faintly heard a crisp and lively voice calling his name. He looked over his shoulder and was instantly stunned.
A heart-racing nymph-like body slowly emerged from the emerald water.
The young woman, who was obviously not too young to have that well-developed physique, lifted her innocent-looking face, searching left to right. When she spotted the one she was looking for, she cheerfully waved her right arm up.
The lady walked towards him carrying a fish spared in the middle.
She proudly waved her hard-earned killings and was eager to show off.
She was wet from head to toe and the water droplets that flowed down to her body reflected the high noon light, making it glitter like a diamond, but this was not the reason why the adolescent boy momentarily froze at his thought.
The hot young blood in him couldn't stay still.
His Adam's apple could not help but move upwards and then down.
His eyes deepened and leisurely drifted from this enchantress' red cheeks from direct exposure to the sun to her chest.
He intently observed her.
Her white shirt was now sticking to her enormous, perfectly round and upright humps.
It was perfectly perky, as if showing its youthfulness. He could still remember how white it was when she leaned on his side that day.
It must be soft. He yearned to touch it; even lick it and then suck it.
If you survey it closely, you'll discover that her flat stomach made her wide hips and thin waist easier in the eye and free from distraction.
He wondered if his one arm would be sufficient to wrap her around.
When his sight arrived at her exquisite white legs, his gaze became hotter.
A bulge slowly rose below his abdomen.
He couldn't help but question himself when she developed that fantasy-inducing body.
After that small incident inside his room, he began to notice little things that he had failed to heed before.
Every part of her looked so elastic and enticing.
He discovered his wild thoughts and was surprised.
When did he get this animalistic desire towards her?
He wondered if he had the same effect on her as how she affected him. He was this shaken by her and just thinking that this feeling was only his own made him feel a pinch of unwillingness and desolation.
He was starting to become unsatisfied with their status quo. He wanted them to be more and this desire came with fear of rejection.
He knew that if he pursued it, he could not afford the risk.
When Yumi arrived in front of him, the boy robotically handed him a chopped open coconut and reached for the short spare in her hand.
Her eyes instantly brightened when she saw the refreshment.
Her little red tongue licked her dried lips.
She lifted the fruit above her head and then poured the juice into her mouth.
The juice poured down her mouth and part of that juice slid out of her lips. It flowed down to her chin, to her collarbone and finally hid in her wet garment.
Isagani witnessed all of these minute details.
If it did not scare the girl, he would love to pull her into his embrace and lick it clean for her.
Lick. Suck.
The refreshing coconut juice immediately quenched the heat within her body, "Aaahh!" She exhaled in satisfaction and her wrinkled brows were visibly smoothened.
She wiped her lips with the back of her hand and looked at the dock area, "Where's our boat?"
She scanned the surroundings but didn't spot the boat.
He pointed his finger at a certain big rock without turning his head, "I docked it behind that boulder. We don't want it to be washed away when the tide comes up..." His eyes never left her. Like a lion locking its target.
Lick. Suck.
He couldn't extricate himself from this tempting chant.
He really wanted to devour her.
He wanted to feel her inside.
His longing was growing bigger but years of education halted him from pursuing this thriving carnal desire. His care and love for her made him sane, not letting his demon rule over him.
Feeling the hotness of the boy's gaze, Yumi became aware of the sudden change of atmosphere.
To break off this dangerous eye contact, Yumi roamed her eyes everywhere else but before she realized it, her gaze was automatically attracted by the lad's toned upper body.
She never saw him take off his shirt after they went to Junior High School, not until the last time, so her last impression of his body was still the frail and thin young boy.
The complete opposite of the sight she's seeing right now.
Gani's body was still glazed with sweat from chopping, which gave a more appetizing look to his well-formed muscles.
A bead-like water slowly travelled from his neck, touching his pectoral region down to his not-so-defined packed abs—tracing his perfect mermaid line—until it disappeared somewhere down there.
She felt her lips dry.
Her hands stiffly lifted up the coconut she was holding and delivered the fresh juice into her parched throat.
She clearly didn't mind being alone with Isagani in this inhabited land, but now that she felt the ambiguousness in the air she unconsciously became nervous.
She wished someone could at least tell her that a waterdrop's life could be this exciting.
After momentarily calming herself, she was soon attacked visually by Gani's little guy's vigorousness. She knew what it was! She had seen it before! A deep pink blush painted her cheeks.
Isagani, who was equally thirsty as her, paused his trance-like gawking when he felt something and then swiftly shifted his vision to her.
He discovered her odd and dumbfounded reaction. When he followed her line of sight he was greeted by his own enthusiastic pillar.
He calmly took back his eyes from her, "What are you looking at? Never seen an erection before?"
She opened her mouth and closed it as if she wanted to say something but chose not to.
Before she could form her words, she heard the other say, "Missed it? Do you wanna look at it again? Is this the type you're saying you watched?"
She swore she heard teasing behind his voice!
