🌴 Wild Boys

Nab and Harbert were lying under a palm tree, basking in the sun. The island was hot, but it was also beautiful. They had been stranded there for weeks, but they had made the best of it. Nab was flexing his body, showing off his incredible contortion skills. Harbert watched him with awe, trying to mimic his movements.

"You're so flexible, Nab," Harbert said. "I wish I could be as good as you."

Nab chuckled. "Don't worry, Harbert. You're good in your own way. You are the most feminine guy I've ever seen in my life. And who knows? Maybe one day we'll find a use for that on this island."

Harbert blushed at the mention of his femboy appearance. He had always been proud of his effeminate looks, but he wasn't sure how useful they were in their current situation. Still, he was happy to have Nab by his side. The two boys had become close friends over the weeks on the island.

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As they lay there, they began to kiss. Their tongues explored each other's mouths, dancing and swirling together. Harbert's hands roamed over Nab's body, feeling the muscles flex and move under his touch. Nab moaned softly, his hips bucking against Harbert's body.

Suddenly, they heard a noise coming from the nearby jungle. They sat up quickly, their hearts racing. Was it another member of their crew? Or something else entirely?

They drew closer together, ready to defend themselves if needed. But as the figure emerged from the jungle, they realized it was one of their fellow crew members, a young man named Cyrus. He had been out exploring and had found something incredible.

"Guys, you won't believe what I found!" Cyrus exclaimed. "It's a cave, hidden deep in the jungle. And inside, there are strange markings on the walls. It looks like some kind of map."

Nab and Harbert exchanged a look. Could this be their ticket off the island? They quickly wiped the traces of fresh sperm off their bellies and set off towards the cave, their hearts pounding with excitement.

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As they entered the cave, they saw that Cyrus was right. There were markings on the walls, but they were unlike anything any of them had ever seen before. They looked like some kind of ancient script, but none of them could decipher it.

Nab and Harbert had to do some acrobatics to reach the highest points of the cave ceiling. As they moved, they noticed that the markings seemed to be telling a story. It was a story of a people who had once lived on the island, long ago. And as they deciphered the script, they realized that these people had held the secret to male pregnancy.

The boys were stunned and called for the rest of the crew. Could it be true? As they emerged from the cave, everyone was filled with joy and wonder.

They quickly set to work, experimenting with all sorts of techniques and sex positions inspired by the ancient engravings. And finally, after weeks of trial and error, they succeeded. Harbert was the first to feel the life growing within him, and he and Nab knew that they had found a way to survive without really leaving the island!

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As they lay there, basking in the sun once again, Harbert whispered to Nab, "We kept searching for a way to leave this island, but now I don't know if I want to leave."

Nab smiled and wrapped his arms around Nab. "We'll always have each other, no matter where we are."

As Nab and Harbert delved into the ancient sex techniques, they couldn't help but be amazed at the secrets that had been hidden on the island for so long. They were resolved to make the most of this newfound knowledge and establish a community on the island where they could live in harmony and continue to explore their sexuality.

Despite the ancient language explicitly stating that no girls would be born from male pregnancy, the boys on the island were unwavering in their determination to turn their dream into a reality. They worked tirelessly around the clock, experimenting with different techniques and methods, all in the hopes of making their dream come true. The vision of an entire island, unknown to civilization, inhabited solely by wildly attractive femboys... was their driving force.