Camp Spanko Adventures / Jishnu Brings Jeff Home to the Reservation (1/2)
This story is total fiction, of two boys coming of age, with themselves and each other. There is nudity, sex and spanking/strapping content in this story. If this type of content offends you, then please move to another story, for it is not our intention to offend.
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Because Jishnu is proud of his heritage, he uses Apache words and has even taught some to Jeff so here is the small list. Hovering with your mouse pointer over the words in the text will show you the translation as a tip pointer.
bikisn
brother
dii
this is
dikisn
blood brother
diyin
medicine man, shaman
ghoye
maternal aunt and uncle
izee kih
medicine lodge
kowa
home
maa
mother
magaanii
white people/race
megoshe
puppy dog
naiiee
coming of age
Ndeen Gochita
Manhood Ceremony
ohitika
be brave/courageous
shiaash
my friend
shidikisn
my blood brother
shiichoo
grandmother
shiitsooyee
grandfather
shijadaa
penis
shijadii
boner, erection
shikizzen
my brother
taa
father
Camp Spanko Adventures of Jeff, Jishnu, Shad and Spence
Jishnu Brings Jeff Home to the Reservation (1/2)
By
Zyngaru@ml1.net & YLeeCoyote@juno.com
Early in the morning, I feel a hand gently shaking my shoulder. It is the conductor telling Jishnu and me that it is time to wake up and get ready to disembark the train, for it won't be stopping long at Winslow. It's a good thing that he gave us a blanket last night to cover ourselves because we both have boners. I know it's normal for boys our age, but it still can be embarrassing when other people see it, so I am thankful the conductor gave it to us. Once we have softened up, and peed together, we gather our stuff so we will be ready when the train stops which isn't a very long wait.
Once off the train, we walk over to this older and taller version of Jishnu. It is Itza-chu [Great Hawk], Jishnu's cousin who has come to fetch us. After the introductions, we throw our stuff in the back of his pickup truck and head out of town. We stop at McDonald's, north of town, on the way to the freeway, for breakfast. It's the first real food either of us have had for the last two weeks. We have a two and a half hour drive to the part of the reservation where I will be visiting with Jishnu. They make me sit in the middle, so that I am squished sitting between them, with one leg on each side of the shifter, but I really don't care because they seem to enjoy letting their long black hair fly in the wind out the open windows.
We finally get deep into the reservation where we pull off the paved road onto a gravel road and drive back into a canyon, where the sides of the mountain begin to rise up on both sides of us. Eventually the gravel road, turns into a dirt trek and then into a grassy trail and then finally after crossing a creek, it is an open field. At the far end of the field, nestled up against the mountain are two trailers. Jishnu explains to me that his family live the old way and move from reservation to reservation every so often, which is why they live in trailers instead of a regular houses. He says that houses tie you down and sink in roots, whereas a trailer is easy to just hook onto and drive away.
As we pull up to the trailers, I see an old lady with long silver hair sitting in the shade of a cottonwood tree, while three children play around her. Two are probably about six to eight years old and are obviously boys, wearing nothing but their skin. The other is a girl of about twelve years of age, wearing a pink top, red shorts and sandals. The kids stop running around and everyone looks as we pull up and stop. The boys come and greet Itza-chu who I discover is their dad, before going back to playing. Jishnu and Itza-chu walk up to the old woman and greet her with the title of Shiichoo, which means grandmother. She is actually Jishnu's grandmother, but is Itza-chu's great aunt, but all older women are called grandmother, so I also greet her, as grandmother, but using English.
The young girl's name is Liluye [Chicken Hawk Singing], another of Jishnu's cousins, being the daughter of his dad's brother, or uncle, who lives in one of the trailers. She takes care of Grandmother, while her dad is at work in town. The man, Jishnu just calls uncle, turns out to be the family chief and is on the tribal council. He will be one of the men, who decides if I can become a member of their family. Liluye, goes into the trailer and brings us cold drinks, and we all sit around and talk for a long time, before Itza-chu calls his boys from their playing and tells them to get in the truck, so they can go home. That's when Grandmother and Liluye, go inside of their trailer and Jishnu takes me to his home on wheels.
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"Welcome to my kowa, dikisn. This has been my home all my life. Shiichoo brought me into this world, here in this trailer. The wheels have seen many places throughout my life, but that room back there, has always been my room. I welcome you dikisn, to share my room with me."
I take Jeff to my room, where he will be spending his nights while visiting. We dump our stuff on my small bed, which we will also be sharing. Then it's back to the kitchen to find us something for lunch. After nuk'ing two pizzas in the microwave, we devour them like ravenous wolves do a lamb. I show Jeff around the trailer and around outside, telling him how this canyon more or less belongs to my family. This is where we stay when we are on the White Mountain Reservation. Sometimes this field will have dozens of trailers sitting on it, and other times, just these two, but these two always stay together. Shiichoo is the Matriarch of our family and Uncle is our chieftain and my mom and Uncle's wife being sisters, always live close to their mom, Shiichoo. My other relatives are spread out over this canyon, each living in their own house on wheels, and when Uncle decides it's time to move on, we hook onto our homes and we all move to our new location.
Since it is getting hot and I am tired of wearing clothes I suggest to Jeff, that we go swimming, until it's time for my parents to get home. Of course Jeff is all for swimming. I lead Jeff back to my room and surprise him, by stripping off all of my clothes, without getting a swimsuit to put on.
"Jeff, think of this as camp. No need to wear clothes."
I see that Jeff is a little hesitant about stripping off, but what else can he do. Once we are both naked, I lead Jeff, outside, where we walk over to Uncle's trailer, and tell Shiichoo where we are going and about what time we will be back. Before we leave, Liluye, hands us a bag with snacks and gives each of us a big hug. This of course takes Jeff by total surprise which is evident with the reaction of his shijadaa. He was more than happy to get out of there in a hurry, before embarrassing himself. "So you like my little cousin."
With that comment I get a punch in the arm and Jeff even walks faster to get away from the source of his pointing excitement. We take one of the many deer trails, that lead up onto the mountain from the stream that runs the length of this canyon. It is slow going, because Jeff isn't use to this type of physical exercise and especially doing it naked, all except for the sandals that I lent him to wear. Heck, if I had taken him up on the mountain barefoot, we would still be trying to get to the grotto, but eventually we did make it there, and boy, was Jeff surprised. After squeezing between two boulders, there before him was a gigantic pool of clear water, going back into the mountain through a cave.
I slip off my sandals, run and jump into the water with a huge splash. I feel at home at last. Jeff, is right behind me and is surprised that the water is so warm. Between splashing and swimming and diving and jumping and just laying out on flat rocks, I explain to him that this pool is fed by a hot spring as well as water flowing off the mountain, so it stays warm year round. While laying on the rocks resting and talking, I reach over and caress Jeff's shijadaa, causing it to spring to life. Jeff started to reach for mine, but I gently guided his hand away, explaining to him, that I wanted to do something special for him. As I lovingly stroke him, I explain, that he let me fuck him at camp, and now I would like to express how much that meant to me. That's when I take Jeff's shijadii into my mouth and play with it, with my tongue. By this time, all Jeff can do is lay back and enjoy, because even if he wanted to stop me, his body wouldn't let him, as he enters that realm of ecstasy that can only be reached when someone special is doing something exceptional to you.
Afterwards, as we lay on our backs, each preoccupied with his own dreams, I notice the position of the sun and decide it is time for us to return to reality and head back down the mountain. Leaving now, by the time, we reach the canyon floor, my parents should be home from work. The trek downhill proves easier for Jeff, who seems to have an extra spring in his step. I am guessing he liked my gift to him. I take a different route from the one we used earlier, so that Jeff will begin to understand his way around, which he is going to need, if things work out the way I hope they are going to work out. This time we enter the field from the opposite side and I can see my mom, dad, uncle, aunt and shiichoo, sitting outside. As we approach I introduce Jeff as dikisn. Mom immediately notices that Jeff is sort of redder than he should be, and begins scolding me as she goes to our trailer for some sunscreen. He tries to tell her that he's OK, that it will go to tan, now that he has spent two weeks in the sun at Camp, which has laid a nice foundation for his tan. My mom wasn't listening to any of what Jeff was saying, she is one of those take charge women, and takes charge of Jeff, and begins rubbing lotion all over his back, legs and even in his crack. Then before he knows what has happened she has him turned around is spreading lotion on his face, neck, belly, arms, legs and his shijadaa. Again he tries to tell her he can do it, but to no avail.
"Jeff, you might as well relax and let mom have her way with you, because in our culture it is the women who are in charge, that's why we are called a matriarchal society."
Once she has gotten Jeff rubbed down to her liking she looks over at me, but decides with my skin, I will be fine without any sunscreen. Now that Jeff is taken care of, we talk about my trip to Camp, and some of the fun things Jeff and I did at Camp, leaving out everything about spanking and sex. When Liluye begins bringing out supper, my mom and aunt, go to help her and before long we are all sitting and eating. It's a do-it-yourself kind of meal, which we have quite often, consisting of fried meat, refried beans, onions, peppers, tomatoes, lettuce, extremely hot salsa and tortillas. Everyone just dips in and piles their own tortilla as they like it with whatever they like in it, then roll it up and eat away. We have cold tea, cold beer, soda and water to choose from for our drinks, well minus the beer for us kids.
Liluye has positioned herself right up next to Jeff, him being the first white boy she has seen up close and personal, and I do mean personal. Liluye seems to be accidentally brushing up against Jeff allowing her hands to lightly touch him here and there. When Jeff looks at her, his face goes a little redder than what the sun did to it. Not much talking as we eat. Just the occasional, have more, there's plenty, don't be shy, as we keep eating until we are about to bust. When everyone is done, my aunt helps Shiichoo into the trailer, while mom helps Liluye, clear things away, and when it is just us guys sitting, without any women within earshot I say, "Dii ShiDikisn Jeff."
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My emotions are going wild, since we came back from the grotto. Just after I meet Jishnu's parents and relatives, his mom attacks me with a bottle of sunscreen. I mean she hand rubs that stuff all over me, leaving no where untouched. Talk about embarrassing. My own mom hasn't touched me in places Jishnu's mom touched me, since I was little. Then once that was over, Jishnu's pretty cousin, Liluye, kept looking at me, especially down there all through supper. I must be the only naked white boy she's seen, because my most personal thing was on display and she was staring at it, for all it's worth. She seemed to brush up against me a lot and her hands would touch me ever so lightly here and there, and it was the there, that was getting me excited. I can only think it's because my shijadaa looks different from those of Apache boys, being that I am circumcised and then there is also my pubes, as few as there are, which according to Jishnu, Apache boys don't have and the few that do grow some, pluck them out as they grow in, so they can stay smooth. I was both relieved and saddened when Liluye got up to clear away supper dishes.
When the women left, I thought things would settle down. Boy was I wrong! Jishnu restates what he had already told everyone, that I am his blood brother, and all hell broke loose. I mean Jishnu's dad and uncle, seem to of heard something totally different from what I heard, because Jishnu's uncle went to the trailer and told the women something. His dad got on his cell phone and was talking so fast in Apache, that I could not even pickup the few words that I knew and Jishnu was just smiling at them and then at me and then back at them, like he had told the best ever joke. I don't think I will ever understand Apache humor. When the men came back to where we were they just told us to get in the back of the pickup truck and they got in the cab, and off we went flying across the field. As we bounced along in the back I asked Jishnu about what's happened. He smiled at me and told me that he told his uncle and dad that, "you are my blood brother". I still didn't get it and he said it again.
"Jeff, you are Shidikisn! MY! BLOOD! BROTHER!"
Since I still didn't get his joke, he explained it to me this way. He wanted to go to Camp Spanko, to learn about spanking, which his dad and uncle, didn't see any sense in him knowing about, because it isn't part of the Apache tradition. But since Jishnu wanted it so bad, they gave him a condition, a mission. He had to satisfy, his first requirement to begin Shaman training. Which I was still puzzled about until he said, what we did when we became blood brothers. More what you told me to do to you and then again what I did for you this afternoon. Then I got it. His mission was to have sex. To loose his virginity. But it was more than that, it was loose his virginity to another boy.
Before he could explain further, we stopped on the opposite side of the field where there was a circle of logs around an open pit. In the pit were logs and branches. We all got out of the truck and Jishnu and I went over to one of the logs and sat down, where he continued to explain things to me. He explained when he told me that dikisn means blood brother and shidikisn means my blood brother, he failed to mention, that my blood brother, meant MY Blood Brother, the one who I had sex with. So when he announced to the men after supper that I was Shidikisn, they knew immediately what it meant and that Jishnu had fulfilled his first requirement to begin shaman training. That is when his dad called the local Shaman to come and got us in the truck to come here for the meeting. As Jishnu is explaining all of this to me, I look up and here comes his dad and uncle, totally starkers. They go to the pit and start a fire before coming over to sit with us. It isn't long before another truck pulls up and out comes another naked man who joins us.
"Jeff, this is Diyin Lupan [Gray Fox]. He is our Medicine Man or Shaman. He is both of those and neither of them at the same time. He is our connection between this world and the spirit world, which is the meaning of Diyin."
Diyin Lupan, confirms with Jishnu all that was told to him over the phone. Then he discusses, me becoming a member of the family. That's when Jishnu explains how I saved him from being shamed, by taking his punishment from the nasty girl at Camp. Diyin Lupan agreed that could count for one of the tests for it showed selflessness, by putting someone else ahead of oneself. Jishnu explained how we swam all the way across the Camp pond, but Diyin Lupan, wouldn't accept that as satisfying the swim test, because I didn't bring back a canoe, which shows survival skills. So it was decided that I will have to do that test. Then there would be the Spirit test, that I would have to do, and the final manhood test which I would also have to do. It would be the Spirit test that determines my Apache name and it will be the manhood test, that finalizes me as a member of the family. He explained to Jishnu that we only have a few days before the solstice, the most auspicious time, so he needs to show me what I need to know without wasting any time.
"Jeff, Dikisn of Jishnu, how attached are you to your hair?" Diyin Lupan asks me.
I immediately reach up and take hold of my hair and say, "Very attached. I wish it was like all of you have."
Everyone bursts out in laughter, and I am totally clueless as to what I said that was so funny. Then everyone points down between my legs, and I get it. Well, you know, I have waited twelve years to get what few hairs I have down there, but if it means that much to these people, then I guess I can agree to loose them. So Jishnu's dad says he will buy a razor from the store, because evidently none of these guys have one. So at some point, probably in the izee kih as part of my Ndeen Gochita, I will be shaved, in a place I never would of thought of shaving. Most of the details are ironed out before everyone agrees it's getting late, so time to say our goodnights and good-bye's and get to bed.
Once back at the trailer, I again say goodnight as does Jishnu before we head for his room and to his small bed. So much has happened to me today. I have seen so much. I have done so much. I have so much left to do before going home, at the end of the week. I lay beside Jishnu, both of us naked, on his tiny bed, made for one, feeling the heat of his body and think of just one thing before falling off to sleep – Shidikisn.
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As soon as the sun peeks through my window, I wake Jeff up and get him moving, explaining to him, we have much to do and not much time to do it. Of course we both have our shijadii to take care of, and since we are laying together in a bed for one, it is only natural, that I take care of Jeff's and Jeff takes care of mine. Once that delightful little chore is complete, I explain to Jeff he needs to wear clothes and sandals for the next couple days. The sandals are to make sure he doesn't get any sores on his feet before his testing day. On that day he will be both naked and barefoot, but the time we have to get him ready, is not enough time to get his feet toughened up, so he needs to take good care of them until then. I also explain to him, he can bring sunscreen along to use later if he wants, but for the first half of our day, he won't need any, because he needs to be clothed. I, of course, don't have that necessity, so I go naked, like usual.
Once we have eaten some breakfast, and packed a snack to take with us, we hike up the mountain, to the lake. At the lake, I explain how we are going to practice for this test. First I want Jeff to practice getting into the canoe, which is easy for me, but I know it is going to be difficult for him. I get in one canoe, and pull another one out a little way from shore.
"Jeff, swim out and get into the empty canoe." Jeff starts to take his clothes off, but I stop him, explaining I want him to do it fully clothed, except for sandals. When he can do it clothed, then he will be able to do the test easily naked. Poor Jeff, try after try, he still can't find a way to pull himself up into the canoe without flipping it over. I have shown him how to do it, but Jeff, just can't get the hang of it. By noon I tell him to stop and swim back to shore, where I bring in the canoes and we lay back on the bank and rest, Jeff still wearing his dripping wet clothes. But even as tired as Jeff has to be, he rolls over on top of me, and we wrestle until we are both so tired we can't continue.
We then break out our lunch and eat, while we talk, rest and Jeff dries out. Once we have exhausted all three of those options, it is time to get up and hike to our Family Sacred Totem. I give Jeff the opportunity to take his clothes off and go naked, which he does, so I do the honors of applying sunscreen to his naked body, which I totally enjoy doing. He of course wants to put some on me, which I didn't do this morning, because truthfully, I don't need sunscreen, but for Jeff, I tell him to go ahead and lotion me up, which he does, and I am totally up for it, just like him. On our hike up the mountain, I make sure that Jeff, remembers every landmark, that he is going to need to know, to be able to find this place by himself. If he gets lost on these trails, then he will fail his test, which won't be a good thing. There are over a dozen turns and crossings, he will have to remember. When we get close enough to see the top of our family totem, I stop Jeff, and tell him, that on his test he will go on up from here, but for now, he is not allowed up there. Once Jeff has assured me he remembers the way, we start down the mountain towards our family medicine lodge, which is where he will have to go after accomplishing his task at the sacred totem. So now he needs to remember a whole new set of trails, so that he won't get lost along the way.
Once at the medicine lodge, I explain to Jeff, that from this point on, he won't be alone, but he has to remember the trails to and from our totem, because he will be alone for that test. I also explain to him, that he will be going into the izee kih, for some testing, which we can't do now, he will just have to wait until that day, to find out what happens in there.
Now it is time for some fun, so I take Jeff back to the grotto for some soaking and swimming. When we get there, we find we are not going to be alone. Some other boys, that are part of my family, are already there. It doesn't take them one second to see Jeff and say something.
"Jishnu, who's the hairy magaanii with the chopped off shijadaa?"
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It has been an interesting day. Jishnu woke me up, even before the birds were singing. Oh, I didn't complain much since he had a play and a pull with my dinger and I with his. It was the fact that he got to go naked, and I had to wear clothes that got my briefs in a bunch. Then it was the swimming test. Heck, that test isn't about swimming at all. I could swim all the way across that lake without any problems. Oh, no, that's not the test. The damn test is pulling yourself out of the water into a skinny ass canoe without tipping it over. On top of that, Jishnu is making me do it with all my clothes on, which is making it even harder. I lost count of how many times I flipped that damn canoe, without getting my wet ass in it once. Finally we take a break, with Jishnu laying there all comfy naked, getting warmed by the sun, and me still in my wet clothes freezing my ass off. I fixed him! I jumped his ass and wrestled him, rubbing my wet clothes all over him. So he finally let me get rid of the wet stuff and go naked. The fun part was rubbing sunscreen on him. I made sure he pointed up to the sun. After lunch we hiked up the mountain, and I had to remember every turn and twist in the trails. But I think I got those. I don't get lost very easy. Jishnu wouldn't let me go all the way up to the totem, but I could see the top of it, so if I can get back to here, I know I can find my way the rest of the way. Then he shows me a whole other set of trails, leading back down the mountain, to the izee kih. No wonder, soldiers couldn't find the Apache in the mountains. No way they could know every trail and where it went, and then also know about all the crisscrossing trails on top of that. Now, as long as I don't get the trails confused with each other, I should be OK, for this part of my testing.
Then Jishnu tells me it's time for a break, and have some fun, so he takes me back to the grotto where he first took me to swim when I got here. I hear them before I see them, but in the grotto are three other boys swimming.
"Jishnu, who's the hairy magaanii with the chopped off shijadaa?"
What the hell! I have known Jishnu for over two weeks, and he has seen me naked almost every day of that time, and he ain't said one word about my dick being cut. The only thing he said about my pubes is that I am growing up. So why the heck are these guys, making fun of my shijadaa.
I guess I took offense too quickly. After Jishnu, introduced me, I found out they were only joking. Apache have a weird sense of humor I guess. They were all lots of fun. They are actually part of Jishnu's extended family. We swam, played, splashed and soaked together talking and laughing the whole time. They were really curious about my dick and wanted to get a good look, up close, which they had more than ample opportunity to do, while we played in the grotto. The only stipulation I made was, if you look at mine, then I get to look at yours. If you touch mine, then I get to touch yours. They agreed and we had some serious and silly fun together.
All too soon, it was time to go back down off the mountain, to spend time with Jishnu's maa and taa, and of course with my not so secret admirer, Liluye.
The next morning it was more of the same. After Jishnu and I took care of our shijadii, we headed up the mountain to the lake for more practice. This time I was able to get in the canoe, only half filling it with water and tipping it completely over fewer times. Jishnu seemed pleased with my progress. After lunch I lead him up to the totem, only making one wrong turn, which I discovered on my own, after about ten minutes going in the wrong direction. Jishnu was pleased that I discovered my mistake on my own and was able to find my way back to the right trail. On the way down to the izee kih, I didn't make any wrong turns, which made me proud. Instead of going to the grotto after, we went back to the lake, so I could try one more time to get in the canoe, but this time, Jishnu told me to stay naked, and he paddled his canoe and mine, out to the middle of the lake. It was a long swim out to the canoe. I am so glad I didn't have to do it with wet clothes on. It only took me two tries to get in the canoe, even though I still half swamped it, in the attempt. Jishnu told me, he was proud of me, and that he knows I will be able to do it all, tomorrow, which is my last day of practice.
Continue with: Jishnu Brings Jeff Home to the Reservation (2/2)
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