Disclaimer: This is an imaginative piece of pure fiction. The author does not advocate any such activities. Please don't think it actually happened or ever would in this day and age. Even if you wish it did. But maybe our ancestors had more sense.
It contains adult content including graphic (but tasteful!) sexual contact between a teenager and minors, and graphic language. No violence or compulsion.
Obviously do not read it if it is not legal to read stuff like this where you live.
If you like it you could write to tribalboyz@hotmail.com (who holds the copyright) and tell me what was the best, and where you would like it to go further.Thanks for the good comments on Chapter 1. It really encourages me to write more. Ch 3 anyone?
BOYTRIBE 2
Well, I guess you all deserve a bit more of the tales of the boytribe than the hints at the end of chapter one. I should tell you a bit more about that first summer up in the forest. What was really fun was the way the boys reacted -- all different. I thought about it at the end of the first evening as we sat around eating beans and wieners, heated over the fire we built. The boys were all lying around with big stupid grins on their faces, though some of them were a little sore and I could see a little bit of a wince from time to time as they shifted their butts -- especially Breaker, who got the worst of it -- but mostly, it was contentment, and excitement that, as bro put it, "You're all big boys now".
Of course, my brother performed like a pro. He'd been sitting on my cock for the best part of two years, almost since I started shooting. Mine was still a boy penis then, I guess, and I don't remember it was too difficult for him to take it. I had been shooting for a few months and he liked to play with it every night, when we got in bed, handling it to get me hard and then slowly licking and sucking and stroking it til I shot over him. I loved shooting over his skin, then we would hug and kiss and rub together feeling our bodies slide together, and often fall asleep like that and wake up all sticky -- then jump in the shower in the morning and do it all again before school. Right then it was just us and grandma that were living there, and she was in the shop mostly, so bro and me had a lot of time together alone. Then I read up about fucking and saw some vids and chatted to a few guys online about how awesome it was and all, so I wanted to try it bad. Ethan was a little bit scared but he wanted it if I wanted it. He would have done anything for me -- unconditional love. I did work his ass plenty before, using hand cream and a bit gingerly I tried my tongue, cos this guy I had chatted to said it was the best way to make a guy relax. I found I could push it right in, and Ethan straight away started giggling like crazy. He loved that right off and always begs for some tonguing now. So I think he was pretty relaxed by then as I pushed in my rigid boycock, and it seemed fine. He took it pretty easy: I saw his face screw up a little, but after then he gave a little grin and nod, as if to say, Just do it! So I started fucking for the first time for real and pretty soon instinct took over and I was really going for it. Of course, I cummed pretty quick in those days -- now I try and take my time. So of course that night in the wigwam, as the other boys looked on, Ethan just slipped on to me, and we were fucking like a perfectly tuned engine, my piston well lubed and fitting perfectly into the boy's perfectly sized cylinder. So Ethan got his first tribal mark, a clay streak on his left cheek.
This was great, because the other guys thought it was a cinch. I was really looking forward to doing them, but knew they wouldn't take my now full sized cock so easy in their virgin holes. But that didn't worry me enough not to do it!
I was already rock hard again as bro sucked me clean, and when the littlest guy, Danny, jumped up on his knees and went "Me, me, me!" I knew I was in for a fun night. He wasn't even nine yet, and keen for cock. And if he was, no way were the older boys gonna wimp out and say no.
I was so horny then, knowing I was gonna get three virgin holes in turn. My cock was throbbing and the boys all looked at it, practically drooling. I was kneeling and leaned back and thrust it forward so they could all get a look at their god, the totem of the boytribe. Danny in particular couldn't take his eyes off of it, staring through his floppy blond fringe, his eyes shining and widening. So Ethan worked his ass for me, tonguing him and lubing him up using his fingers like I taught him, first one, then two -- Danny was moaning at first, then winced a bit by the time he got to three. In their little jacking club, Ethan had been getting them into ass play already, in readiness for this day, so they knew a bit about relaxing the muscles, and the feelings they could expect. Good ol' Ethan! While he did this, Danny was on all fours up close to me, staring at my cock as it jumped with each pulse, like he was being hypnotised by it -- or maybe like a mouse with a cobra before it strikes. Then Ethan got the boys to lube up my cock good. Three hot little hands all over it.
Danny leaned back into Ethan's lap. Will and Breaker got either side, shoulders touching my bro's, and held the eight year old's legs wide. I could see his little pink hole, gleaming with lube right in front of me, and the little body stretched out and ready. I leaned in to the four boys and Ethan reached around and lined my cock up with his hole. I put an arm round the two flanking boys' shoulders and pushed slowly against the hole. Danny was breathing in quick little pants. I kept pushing, relentlessly more and more, hanging on to the boys tightly. Suddenly, my cock head made his muscle ring yield and it popped right in. Danny caught his breath and bit his lip. I waited and watched his face, two seconds as the pain hit. I kept still and saw his face screw up a little, then a little flitting expression like he was determined not to cry. Then he did.
Tears welled up in his gorgeous eyes and Ethan murmured sweet words in his ear. "You're a real man now.." or something like that. And I could see Danny's face struggling to control the emotion as I started little pushes, harder and harder each time, until I was a few inches in that tight smooth hole. "I'm proud of you, Danny", bro whispered, and Danny laughed through the tears.
"It's OK, J-Joshy," he said through sobs, "I want to be a b-brave of the tribe!"
"You are, little man!" I said as I started to push deeper and harder, always more and more as my cock took control -- that awesome feeling when your brain switches off and it's pure animal lust. Then suddenly I realized the sobs had given way to moans. I kept fucking the little boy, and I actually felt the muscles start to yield, to relax. Now he got it, now he understood how good it is, and he would never look back. Suddenly I felt his ass twitch and spasm and I knew he was having his first boygasm from his ass. That got me off instantly and I was pumping jizz deep in his virgin hole, and realized I was yelling like a crazy thing. The boys all giggled at the noise I made, even Danny; and I kissed away his tears and stayed inside him, leaning into the other boys for a few minutes, feeling their hot bods, their fast heart beats. I hugged them all together in my arms. It was so hot, using four little guys to get off, all focused on my cock. Danny looked triumphant, like he had passed the test. I could feel his ass, still twitching and massaging my cock. I looked at Ethan and he gave me a secret smile, so proud of his big bro, as I reached for the clay pot and gave Danny his first tribal mark.
By then it was getting dark. "Who's next?" says Ethan. "Will?"
Will looked up shyly from behind his hair.
"What's up" I said, stroking his head.
"Nothin'" he said. I got the other boys to go build the fire, and took him in my arms on our own in the wigwam.
"You shy about it?"
"It's -- just that -- well it kinda hurts `n stuff at first yea? I don't wanna cry in front of the other guys."
"It's cool," I said. "We can do something about that." And I got him on all fours, and gently tongued another hot smooth hole. Soon he was moaning like my bro did. I slipped a lubed finger in. "That's cool isn't it?"
He nodded in the gloom. I picked him up and laid him on his back. He looked nervous but determined. I looked at his cute dark blond hair, locks tumbling all over his face. I would say that he was the cutest of the bunch, but Ethan would kill me! Anyway, just looking at him got me totally horny again. I was fingering him more now, and when I couldn't wait no longer I pulled up his hips towards me and pushed against his hole. He winced a little.
"Relax!" I whispered. He was pushing back against my thighs. Then suddenly in it went. My second cherry of the night!
Will yelled out loud, but I was focused on the exquisite feeling as my cock slid deeper and deeper into that tight ass. My weight dropped on to him and I started to hump him faster, gripping his little body tight. The yells turned to gasps and then to moans and I knew the new boy was hooked, a look of wonder and awe on his face. That was enough to tip me over the edge, as my cock started to pump another load deep inside him.
I collapsed on to him, surprised to hear whoops and applause -- the other boys had gathered round the entrance to the wigwam and had watched us. Will was grinning at them now and raised a clenched fist, sharing the triumph that he had passed the test and proved himself a big boy, earning the third tribal mark of the night. After a while he slipped from under me and joined the others as they all whooped and danced around the fire they had started in the little clearing.
I felt triumphant too, having taken two more scalps was just so exciting and I was in danger of overload. I had been hyped by sex before but this was just on another level! It's true what they say: the more you get the more you want. I knew I could look forward to a future with four willing boys always available. I sat up, hugging myself, listening to the racket.
"Hey guys!" I shouted. "Someone is forgettin' somethin'".
"Uh-oh!" said Breaker in mock fear. He was always the joker of the pack. But I detected the joshing was masking a small real fear. I had seen the boys whispering to him and heard odd words "..hurts at first but then it's awesome..."
I got up and walked out the wigwam.
"Well, Breaker? Get ready!"
"Oooooh I's scared". They all giggled.
"You refusing your chief?"
"What if I do?"
"Then it's the boyhunt for you!"
"Yaaaay!" They all cheered though they had no idea what the boyhunt is. I'd only just invented it.
"For refusing, you either get whupped, or you run until we catch you."
"Run! Run!" the other boys all screamed.
He looked around and said nothing. Suddenly he was off before we could react, just like that, in the dark. "Beats a whuppin'" he yelled over his shoulder. I was caught off guard, but pretty son I was after him, with the boys chasing too. It was already pretty dark, and the ground was uneven. We were stumbling and falling, and when we stopped, we heard Breaker doing the same just ahead. So it was pretty easy to follow him. Suddenly we heard a big splash. In the dark he had stumbled right into the lake!
We got to the lake edge just a few moments later. There was a big slippery slope and Breaker had gone right down and was thrashing around like a spawning salmon. Gingerly I went down the sloe and hauled him out. "Now we gotcha!"
We carried him back between us like a trophy for the boytribe, captured booty. He was dripping wet and shivering. We stood him up beside the fire where there was a big old tree trunk. I got some rope from my rucksack and we tied him up facing the tree.
"There's our prize!" I cried. The boys all whooped and did their fake native dancing. "What do we do with runaway boys?"
"Fuck em!" cried Danny, the littlest.
"Hmmm, Danny! You really are a big boy now, even big boy language! Let's see if you can be a real big boy! Go on, do it to him!"
"Nooo, I don't want to be done by a little kid," cried Breaker, struggling against the ropes and shivering, though starting to heat up in the warmth of the fire. The glow made his white little ass look very hot. I had tied him so he straddled the tree with legs far apart, so his ass stuck up a bit and showed off his hot little hole.
"Oh", I said. So you want to be done by a big guy, huh? Well, you gotta be patient." I turned to the kids. Do him, boys, take your turns, wanna see your little boycocks open him up for me!" So they all took turns humping him. He was yelling and moaning. I was no longer sure if he was faking it or it really hurt, but seeing the little guys hump him, their little dicks rock hard but only going in a little way, was way horny.
I slowly stroked my throbbing dick and got the boys to suck it standing up between their fucks, til it was nice and wet. Then they stood aside and I got ready to stick it right in. I grabbed the tree either side of Breaker, and Ethan took my cock and lined it up with his hole. "No-one escapes the boytribe" I cried. The boys started whooping and dancing again, almost drowning out the yells from Breaker as my cock pushed in the little way the boys had opened up, then jack hammering more and more into that awesome ass. The guys were all cheering and laughing, I was grinning from ear to ear as I slammed his little body into the rough tree bark. This time I wanted to take my time. Breaker really earned the fourth tribal mark of the night.
And so the boytribe grew.