Sensual Struggles and Chronicles - The Virgin From Music Island

By Davon A. Thomas

Moral struggles between good and carnal desires, involving choices, influences and divine interventions.

It's a matter of which forces will prevail, in the life of the protagonist. The caribbean island, known as Music Island proved to be the ideal environment for the interesting struggles of Davel. In Music Island, It is like an unwritten law that all boys of certain ages and men should lose their virginity, especially if they are of a particular race. The quality of sexy and beautiful gals and women in Music Island, was also a formidable temptation to anyone who intended to go against the tide.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Davon A. Thomas
• Release date: Jul 24, 2020
• ISBN: 9781393989479

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ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

This is my first ever book and writing it has been both a challenging and extremely rewarding one. I know it was something that I should have done, probably a couple years earlier but I am still grateful that it has finally been completed. As I prefer anonymity, I will be more general in my acknowledgements and not go into specifics on whom I would like to thank. In fact, most of those who know me personally, are not even aware that this book has been written, at this point in time.

First and foremost, I would like to thank the true and undisputed God of heaven and earth, for all that was done to ensure this book became a reality. Without Him, in no way would this book have been possible. I would also like to sincerely thank all those who contributed to my life in one way or another, be they family, friend, acquaintance or foe. Without you, this book would not have been possible either.

INTRODUCTION

Born in Music Island, infamous for foreign and local genres of music, namely hip hop, rock, lovers rock, reggae, soca, dancehall, Latin, pop and gospel. Gospel had been the predominantly promoted genre in his Christian home. However, a healthy serving of other genres was often dispensed via the taxis, neighbours, cassette and cd sellers on the streets and even from the schools he had attended. It had been a simpler period in life, where land line telephones and typewriters had reigned. Smart phones, laptops, tablets, and social media had still been in the technological womb. His mother had feverishly tried to inculcate the Christian theory of sexual abstinence prior to marriage. With a predominantly absentee father and his cherished younger sister, family life had its unique unfolding.

He had ultimately observed that there were positive and negative secular music. The positive ones had promoted love, peace, unity, awareness, and the like, while the negative ones promoted violence, greed, and lust to name a few. The positive, vibes of Bob Marley had been quite predominant throughout his hometown, but it was the lyrics of the melodious Barrington Levy that he secretly sang and danced along to.

His physical and emotional traits, along with several other factors would have proven pivotal in the way he navigated his life’s journey. Dreamy eyed, ebony skinned, defined draw bone and a charming smile, he had been noticeably handsome. A cocktail of timidity, insecurity, curiosity, phobias, and libido had also intrinsically defined him. Those factors, along with the influences of peer pressure would have proven decisive in how he weathered the immoral storms that waged war against his morals and religious beliefs. Could he have effortlessly remained unscathed and untainted throughout his childhood?

Early Childhood in Juan Town Hills

Initially born in the ghetto area, known Notpicana, little could he have recalled of it because his family moved to Juan Town prior to third birthday. From an early age, Mrs Dooker had quickly begun to pass on her Christian philosophies to him. Even from then, he had tried to internalize all that he heard, however what was observed, left a more lasting impression.

Noting that her son was intelligent, she decided upon home schooling him, as opposed to sending him to a pre-school. After home schooling years, he then successfully sat and passed the entrance exam for Juan Town Boys Primary School. Juan Town Girls Primary school had been 50 meters away, on the same compound, separated by a gate and wall. Not much had been initially mentioned or discussed about girls at Juan Town Boys, however the prettier girls left a fleeting impression on him. Childhood school games had been at the forefront of his thoughts.

A few of his classmates had soon developed an extra curiosity for the girls in the girls’ school and schemed to go through the dividing gate, one day. Though slightly curious about the girls there himself, he was predominantly petrified by them. On one occasion, he reluctantly decided to accompany the boys to the girls’ school at a lunch time. His heart rapidly raced and his palms became sweaty. The braver boys had led the way while the shier ones lagged. There was an immediate uproar amongst the girls, upon sighting of the boys. They appeared to have been more vocal and braver than any of the boys, as many of them rushed to interact. The girls paid both collective and individual attention to all the boys.

His heart raced even further, knowing that they would have also singled him out. They seemed to have smiled and laughed a bit more when they ultimately zeroed in on Davel. A few boldly expressed that they had found him to be very handsome. His timid responses to their questions, had strangely brought them even more delight. One of the girls then decided to affectionately call him, Dear-Dear. The other girls then unanimously decided to recite his nickname. They further added that they would have called him that name from thenceforth. He had become quite confused, as to why the other boys did not also receive a nickname.

Gladness and relief had flooded his heart, when one of the boys decided, they were going to head back to the boys’ school. It had been a truly nerve-wracking experience for Davel. The girls reminded the boys to periodically re-visit them. They had also focused on ‘Dear-Dear’, trying to ensure he would have returned. All the boys then nodded in agreement to their request, but he knew in his heart that would have been his first and last experience in that girls’ school. Though comfortable with boys and the girls from his home area, he had felt petrified by the girls at school and other unfamiliar girls at that age.

Davel’s younger sister Lisa had attended a pre-school owned by an attractive, curvaceous, fair-skinned, wavy haired, mixed race lady called Ms. Lavz. Ms. Lavz, young daughter had also been easy on the eye sans the womanly curves. Davel often went by the preschool after his school to wait with his sister for his mother to pick them up, or to travel back home with Lisa. Even prettier than Ms. Lavz had been her next door neighbour, Cathy. Even at that age, he had certainly observed that some women and girls were strikingly more appealing than others.

Cathy appeared to have been mixed with Asian and Spanish descent, in her early twenties and was quite amiable. Davel had enjoyed watching people pass by on the nearby street with Cathy.  One such day, an extremely good-looking woman had passed along the street and he noticed a change in Cathy’s expression. He then repeatedly asked her what was wrong, and she persistently denied that anything had been. Somehow, he could not have resisted finding out the true reason for her sudden change in attitude. It then came to his mind that she may have been jealous. Shockingly, he then asked her if she had been jealous. Her fake smile could not have hidden her annoyance towards such a question.

From his interaction with Cathy, he realised he had been more attracted to older women, though simultaneously more intimidated by them. From a young age, he had soon enjoyed the sights of pretty, women with ample booty, hips, and boobs. Such pleasure had been obtained when he looked at Cathy. However, from the time he asked her that unfavourable question, her warmness towards him had drastically declined. Instinctively and guiltily he then reduced his interaction with her, with a preference to have waited on his mother, solely by Ms. Lavz.

While standing in the compound of Ms. Lavz’s School one day, he had noticed something surprising and lustfully delightful. In the distance, outside a home on a hilly area, he could not have believed his eyes. A young woman, in about her early twenties was bathing herself. The view, though not clear, was quite sufficient to pique his curiosity. Clothed only in a long, cottoned jersey, the water had caused her womanly figure to be prominently displayed. Lust had flowed through his body like current through an electrical circuit, but shame and guilt ultimately caused him to look away.

Though challenging, his parents had tried their best to hide their sexual undertakings at home. They regularly noticed a curious eye that peeked behind a door when they attempted to ravish each other. He and Lisa were driven outside to play, at such moments but he took mental notes of the situation. He had observed that the tables often interchanged on which of his parents would have been the sexual aggressor. In hindsight, those situations had confirmed that women could have been as much of a horn dog as men, if they chose to.

The kids were periodically allowed to watch television at the residence of several neighbours. Though, they had owned a family television, unfortunately their house was not equipped with electricity. Mrs. Dooker often advised the other parents, to ensure that her children had only watched wholesome television. Despite her request, Davel had been exposed to several adult situations including French kissing, fondling and even partial, consensual, and non-consensual intercourse scenes. Davel had concluded from even then that no woman should have ever been molested.

Naijana had been a very pretty but older neighbour, whom many of the older boys had been after.  She had customarily visited Davel’s home to have conversed with Mrs. Dooker. She had already been attending secondary school, while he was still in standard one. It had appeared that she was experienced in matters he was not. At one of those visits while Mrs. Dooker had been preoccupied with garden duties, Naijana had come looking for her. Upon realisation that she had been in the garden, she then asked Davel to play a naughty game. If Davel could have forcefully gotten her pants down, she would have allowed him, every privilege he could have dreamed of, with her lady parts.

As she had been older and a lot stronger, only once was he able to get her pants down. It was the first time; Davel had seen an older person’s vagina and an extremely unshaven one at that. Davel though intrigued by her twat had gotten foolishly fascinated with her pubic hair and repeatedly tugged at them. Initially, he had not been sufficiently inspired to do otherwise. She had wanted more sexual action and warned him to desist from what he had been doing. She then quickly closed shop, from his non-compliance. He became crestfallen, as he felt, he still had a lot to explore.

She then mercifully offered him another go, to have gotten her pants down if he could. Davel purposed in his mind, to have gone pass his pubic hair fascination and to have enjoyed more lustful fruits. He felt that she would have engaged in similar feats, at her secondary school. With all his might, Davel tried, as his curiosity egged him on but sadly it had been, to no avail. She had been too strong for him. He then pleaded with her, to have allowed him to prevail. She then reprimanded him for not heeding her initial request, sheepishly smiled and made her departure to her home. Excitement, confusion, and disappointment flooded his being, as he pondered on what had transpired and what he may have possibly missed out on.

Naijana’s good looks had continued to attract various neighbourhoood boys, like bear to a honeycomb.  Naijana, her younger brother, Quincy and Davel were outside in the road chatting one day, when a delinquent boy had arrived looking for her. With the absence of adults, the boy then mischievously grinned and subsequently grabbed her hands, against her wishes. He was about two years older than her and quite muscular. The boy then started trying to grope her while she strained against every grain to repel him.

Terror had been etched on her face, as she screamed for her freedom. Her misery and efforts had done little to thwart the persistent bastard. Davel soon became infuriated, as he processed the dreadful scene. He had considered fighting the boy but then quickly recognised that may have been a risky idea. It then dawned on him that Quincy, who was almost similarly built to the boy, would have been a better bet.  Davel then desperately, encouraged Quincy to have gone to his sister’s aid.

Quincy, who had previously been in a daze, quickly awakened from his stupor and leapt to his sister's assistance. He then began wrestling with the boy and Naijana helped the situation by giving the menace several meaty blows of her own. Despite the menace’s best efforts, he could not have prevailed against the brother sister combo. The boy soon calculated that he had bitten off more than he could have chewed and decided to flee. Quincy had pursued him a short distance but then decided to let him run away.

Naijana, who had become a bundle of tears by then, soon showered Quincy with her expressions of gratitude. She also gratefully embraced Davel, as she overheard when he had spurred on Quincy to come to her defense. Davel had also expressed his pride in Quincy, for the fantastic feat. Quincy shoulders then broadened, and his chest puffed out from all the accolades. Naijana and Quincy then bade their goodbyes to Davel, as they all reflected on the event. Had Quincy and Davel not been there, Naijana might have even been raped. Davel despised the idea of a girl or anyone else being forced against their will.

Another unforgettable moment had been encountered with another neighborhood girl. Ninie often came to play with Lisa and Davel and had been the same age as himself. One instance when Lisa and Mrs. Dooker were asleep, Nina had come to play. Both had at least been exposed to the early stages of their parents’ lovemaking and certain illicit acts on television. Under the stilted house, they had both decided to dabble in some lust and quickly removed their pants. They then simultaneously commenced, curiously observing each other’s genitals, as he naughtily pondered his next step. He had soon concluded that he would have rubbed his genitals on hers. Lustful anticipation had been etched on their faces and hearts.

Davel then attempted to fulfill his desires when he suddenly heard the creaking of a bed and footsteps on boarded floor above his head. Both himself and Ninie remained motionless and listened more intently. The sound of the footsteps had gradually increased, and they sensed it belonged to his mom. Mrs. Dooker had soon commenced, looking, and calling for him. Upon her recognisigtion that he would have been outside, her footsteps then thumped towards the door. Their mind and hearts raced, like a hundred metre sprinter.

Davel’s underwear and pants were pulled up in a jiffy, while Ninie remained painstakingly frozen. He then gesticulated frantically but quietly for her to pull up her garments. She had easily gotten up her underwear but struggled with her tightly fitted pants. There was a loud screech, as Mrs. Dooker had opened the creaky old door. They only had a few seconds to remove all evidence of their attempted sexcapade. His gesticulation had become even more frantic and she repeatedly assured him that she was trying her best but in futility. The boarded steps then started to creak, under the weight of his mother’s feet.

Davel had even considered running but luckily another option graciously dawned upon him. He then dove in to aid Ninie and together they had finally gotten up her stubborn pants. Mrs. Dooker had just completed her descent on the short fleet of stairs, while Ninie had quickly pulled up the zipper and buttoned up. His mom then looked in their direction as she would have heard some slightly audible noises. The children then looked at each other and simultaneously breathed a sigh of relief, as Mrs. Dooker quickened her footsteps towards them.

She readily enquired what they had been up to. Davel quickly took the lead and poker facedly stated that they had not been up to anything, while Ninie nervously voiced her confirmation. His mother’s brows quickly became furrowed and with her lips pouted, she did not believe an ounce of what they said. Unfortunately, she could not have obtained any substantial evidence to justify her suspicions. She then spoke to Ninie, advising her to head home and to never return, unless an adult was nearby. Ninie nodded and hastily made her exit, breaking into a run and thanking her luck stars.

Mrs. Dooker then turned her full attention to Davel, repeatedly interrogating him but had only gotten the same response. Had she any evidence of what they had done or even intended; he would have gotten the whopping of his life. Davel felt that she had been one, who overzealously utilised the rod. As her investigation yielded little results, she then stormily sent him inside. He delightfully complied and mentally thanked his God for not getting caught.

Though incredibly grateful for that narrow escape, the experience and the one with Naijana, had still piqued his curiosity. He yearned to sexually explore, more of the opposite sex. He decided that he would have pursued additional opportunities once it could be obtained privately and without getting caught. Not long afterwards, an opportunity had presented itself with Ninie again. Her parents had gone to work and a few of the boys a little older than Davel decided to venture into her home.

At Ninie's house, the boys had asked her to get naked and to lie upon her bed, to which she readily complied. Her older brother was there also but had somehow appeared elated by the advances of the boys towards his sister. Alternatively, the boys had tried in vain to penetrate her. She had still been a virgin and so were they, as they lacked the necessary prowess to satisfy their fancies. Davel’s member, had become reasonably hardened for his age and he was certain that he could have done a better job. He had tried in vain to obtain his chance with her, as the other boys remained persistent and ignored his wishes.

Davel being both fond of and comfortable with Ninie, enthusiastically tried to usurp some authority to get his opportunity. He desperately tried to push away the other boys, who quickly became hostile and demanded he wait his turn. He even considered fighting them but recognised it would have been a suicidal feat. Suddenly, his narrow escape days prior flashed across his mind and he trembled. He then started to greatly consider the possibilities of her parents or another adult catching them in the act. As a result, he disappointingly retreated to his home. In hindsight, he was grateful that he left early because a neighbour caught the children who stayed in their folly and informed each child’s parents. All the children who got caught, had gotten whopping of their lives!

Davel had met a cousin who would have been migrating to Scenic Island in a week's time. His family and hers had gone to a fast-food outlet for lunch then they took a leisurely walk through a green park. While walking through such an area, he felt the urge to side hug her and she reciprocated. She was five years older and already had some womanly features, including her noticeably wide hips. She was the first female he had ever simultaneously side-hugged and walked with. The adults briefly looked at them but had thought nothing of it.

He had felt strangely attracted to her and his member gradually enlarged. Rivers of confusion, curiosity and sexual excitement flowed through his entire being. He desperately tried to conceal what he felt, hoping no one would have noticed. He then reasoned that it would have been best, to break off the embrace but found it an uphill task. Miraculously, she did him the honours and left him to communicate with her mother. Thankfully, he had never seen her again from that time onwards. He would have undoubtedly sinned against his beliefs regarding incest, had they any repeated opportunities to privately interact.

Mrs. Dooker and Lisa had gone on a vacation to Scenic Island, one summer. Davel was left in the care of a neighbour named, Mrs. Riaglo. Mrs. Riaglo had held stricter standards than his mom and had one child, a daughter named Nellere. Nellere had been prettier than Ninie but the fear, he held towards Mrs. Riaglo effectively tranquilised every lustful intention. Additionally, he had heard that Nellere regularly wetted her bed which was a huge turn off for him. Her own immense fear of her mother had also nullified any attempts of sexual pursuit on her end.

Midway through standard three, Mrs. Dooker informed them that the family would have been moving. Had it been up to him, they would have certainly stayed. Could it have been a divinely inspired move, to ensure he escaped the clutches of the welcoming arms of sin? Had he been older, diabolically smarter, stronger, and more willing to venture into territories Mrs. Dooker had advised against, another story would have certainly been told in Juan Town.

Buds Hill Primary School

Davel and family then moved to one of a relative’s vacant home, in a community known as Smokey Hills. They had resided in a location known as Radiance Avenue. He ultimately came to understanding that the move had been necessary but had still dearly missed, some of his friends and the previously familiar environment. Late standard three, to form two had also proven to be a uniquely defining period in his life, for numerous reasons.

A change in primary schools had been a telling one. The co-educational, Buds Hill primary school had greatly increased his level of exposure to girls. He had reasonably chartered a school environment with predominantly boys but how would he have navigated one which directly included girls? He then nervously decided to wait and see what would have inevitably unfolded.

Mrs. Dooker’s passion for reading, had been transferred to him via nature and nurture. She brought home a children's encyclopedia one day from the Logos book ship, which he was magnetised to. There had been interesting info on science, technology, and animals. What had predominantly piqued his interest, however, were the topics on intercourse, puberty, pregnancy, and sexually transmitted diseases. Though some of the info was still ambiguous, others were well documented in his photographic mind.

A unique experience that he never told anyone, had started happening to him in late standard four. While he sat in class one day doing classwork, on several occasions, he experienced novel bodily sensations. There were fleeting moments where his boyhood became turgid and then returned to its limp state. Additionally, he felt a tickling sensation as fluid lightly oozed from his boyhood. The situation humorously caused him, to involuntarily wiggle in his seat. He desperately hoped no one would have noticed. In vain he had tried to control the erections and fluid releases.

Naturally, he became highly curious about the experience. On the second day that it occurred, he asked his teacher’s permission to visit the bathroom. He then moved like an eager pirate towards hidden treasure on an island. In complete privacy, he quickly sat on the toilet seat and then dropped his pants and underwear to his feet. As he commenced the investigation, he noticed a creamy, fluid-like substance oozing through his member’s orifice. Slight stains had already saturated his underwear and his fingertips recorded a slightly slime like texture.

Streams of confusion, curiosity, fear, and excitement entered his mind, like multiple rivers flowing into the sea, after a heavy downpour. He could have only confirmed that it was not urine which emanated from him. It had also evaded him, as to why his member repeatedly stiffened, even though his mind was solely on classwork. It then dawned on him, to checked out the encyclopedia. Surprisingly, it outlined similarities to what he had experienced, as signs of a boy entering puberty. At nine going on ten, he wondered if something was wrong, as the research suggested it usually happened to boys around the age of twelve.

After that research, a lot of thoughts had consumed him. He felt that he may have been an anomaly, where early sperm production was concerned. He recognised the strong possibility that he could have impregnated a girl, once she herself had entered puberty. He felt he would have enjoyed the pleasures of shagging but did not want to father a child, until he had sufficiently matured, including in the financial department. His jaws and fists tightened and clenched, upon memories of his philandering father, who had ultimately left their home in pursuit of other women.

Apart from the perils of unwanted pregnancies, Davel had also reflected on the perils of STD's, especially AIDS. He heard of a neighbour who had contracted the virus from her cheating husband, when they resided in Juan Town. The husband who had been deemed a carrier, lived many years after his wife’s rapid demise. He had also remembered his promiscuous cousin who died at the age of forty-one, from the dreaded disease. Those perils, along with his religious upbringing, morals, timid personality and at times an undeniable divine invention were the bulwark in the war against his libido and his lustfully curious nature. It had proven to be a fierce battle with no signs of a quick ending.

One of the standard five girls, had started paying close attention to him, while he was in standard four. Onika had been a slim, fair-skinned, reasonably shapely dame, who was easy on the eye. She had asked him his name and then wasted little time in demonstrating her affections. She frequently held his hands and carried him on random walks throughout the school's compound. The batting of her eyelids and her playful pokes had made him quite appreciative of her. He had been in a quandary because even though he was more attracted to older girls and her, he was simultaneously more intimidated by them.

Onika had unreservedly wanted him to be her boyfriend but her classmates’ disapproval, effectively placed a spoke in her wheel. One day when she pointed him out to her friends, Davel noticed that they frowned, turned up their noses and vocalised their displeasure at his darkened complexion. In vain, she then tried to put forth her case to have him. He could have seen that she was between a rock and a hard place. She greatly desired to cherish the remaining time with him before she moved onto another school but simultaneously yearned for her friends’ approval. On one day she would have lavished him with affections and on the next, she would treat him like a stranger. In his latter lustful years, it pained him that he had not captilalised on nailing such a beauty.

There had been several other girls, who bravely indicated their interest in him. Leah was one such girl who vocalised her interest in him. She was too boyish looking, for his liking and he gently indicated his preference that they remained as friends. Anne was another, who had swooned over his good looks and personality. Anne was fair-skinned, thick, pretty, intelligent, and friendly. She also had one of the most gorgeous smiles. He had also liked her a lot