The Island, Chapter 19 - Sex Stories

The Island, Chapter 19

... wall. I inched forward until I was halfway to the back, the frightened birds now pressed against the back wall, where it was narrowest. I didn’t think I’d get a better chance, so made my move. I leapt forward, the branch held sideways in front of me, and plastered all three against the rock with a lucky lunge. The squawks were deafening as I held them against the wall, reaching through the leaves to grab the legs of the first hen. Thinking quickly, I popped it into my shirt, which immobilized it reasonably well. The second pullet was just as easy to snag, and I crammed it in the shirt with the other one. The rooster looked fairly angry, and I was a little nervous because I thought I remembered them as having spurs they could fight with. I slowly reached for the thing, and was rewarded for my caution with a painful peck on the hand. I withdrew quickly, and vowed no stupid bird was going to get the better of me. I jabbed the branch at the clucking little bastard, knocking him off balance, and then snatched his legs right out from under him. Once I had him dangling upside down, he seemed to lose all fight, and hung motionless. I dropped the branch and picked up the shirt carefully with the other hand, gathering the waist together and holding it upside down, so that chicken legs were now protruding from the neck and arm holes. Neither hen appeared to be particularly alarmed, and sat in their makeshift net without complaint. I jogged down the trail toward camp, feeling pretty ...

... badass. The mighty hunter returns with his game! I ran as fast as I could without jostling the birds too much, as I didn’t want them falling out, or pecking me again. Maybe I wasn’t so mighty after all, but I did have my game. Minutes later I crossed the stream, and soon was at the pool. Logan, Brandon, and Juhee, along with Dakota and Summer, were all taking a dip, and were a little alarmed when I strode up, wild-eyed and dangling poultry from both arms. “Help me, guys! I caught some chickens!” They crowded around in wonder, and I enlisted the younger ones to collect a few suitcases to confine them in temporarily. They ran off excitedly, and I turned to the hippie chicks. “Did you have chickens on your farm, along with the goats?” “As a matter of fact we did,” said Dakota. “Where did you find them?” “At the south end of the island. There are more, but I could only catch these. Do you think you guys could help Horace put together some kind of coop?” “Yeah,” Rain replied. “No problem. They’re pretty easy to make. We’ll get right to work.” We trooped to the beach, where a crowd was now collecting to meet our new pets. The kids ran up with 3 duffel bags, and we were able to slip the birds inside them without losing them. I plopped down onto the sand, dripping sweat, and guzzled a bottle of water. I let the others work on the new chicken coop while I snagged a little food for myself. Joelle and Janie strode up; it was good to see them becoming friends. “How did you do that?” Joelle ...