This is a sexual fantasy with no effort made at real life experiences. If you object to gay fiction, DO NOT READ. This story is not for you. If you have any comments send them to bldhrymn@yahoo.com or bldhrymen@aol.com.
While I was by no stretch a virgin, I wasn't the most experienced man in the world. I would certainly have liked to have been more experienced than I was, but I wasn't exactly a stud muffin. I had been fucked a number of times and had liked it. When the Big Man shoved his cock into my ass it was a shock. I was totally unprepared.
I don't know if it was watching OnTanus getting initiated, or if the chief's brew contained something more than alcohol, but I was in the mood. I'm a well-hung guy, but had never been screwed by a cock as large as mine. The Big Man's cock wasn't as long as mine, but may have been thicker. His cock head looked much larger than mine.
It should have hurt, but it didn't hurt one bit. His huge organ slid in without effort and with no resistance from me. He bulldozed through my sphincter and went deep on the first thrust. There was a nuclear explosion of pleasure in my body. His cock hit places untouched by a cock before and it was wonderful.
I realized all my sexual experiences before were only appetizers for the Big Man's cock. It was a perfect fit. The Big Man suddenly pulled out, flipped me over and then rammed me again. It was even better this way. I felt a brief moment of panic when I feared he might not like it as much as I did. I looked at him. In the moonlight I could see his eyes had rolled back into his head. He felt the same sensations I did.
He was a man rammer, not a lover, but that was fine. It was a perfect fit. He couldn't do anything wrong. He hadn't climaxed yet that night and he came quickly. He pulled out and flipped me again. He got behind me and pushed his still hard member back into my ass. I squeezed my ass, welcoming him back onto my body. The Big Man moaned. He held me and pumped slowly, almost falling asleep. I squeezed and contracted my ass to keep him excited. The Big Man liked that a lot. He stayed half hard for a while and then got back to a full erection.
OnTanus snuggled up to me and eventually got his hole positioned on my cock. He wiggled until my cock was back in his ass. I was the filling in a fuck sandwich. When the Big Man thrust in me, I pumped into OnTanus' ass. This was perfect. Apparently fathers weren't allowed to fuck their sons on the night of the initiation. I was the Big Man's proxy cock.
I fell asleep. When I woke, the older men in the group were sitting in a circle with OnTanus in the Middle. Angus would slide his cock into OnTanus, pull out and present his dripping cock to one of the men. The man would lick it clean and Angus would repeat the process. Angus used his cock as cum covered genital popsicle.
Every adult male in the group had shot off in OnTanus' ass. The men were sharing the tribal seed. Angus could stay hard for hours, which was good for him. I always admired Angus' sense of just the right thing to do in unusual situations. When he had finished the rounds and arrived at the last of the elders, the Big Man, Angus had an orgasm and ejaculated into the Big Man's mouth. This mixed his fresh cum with the jiz deposited in OnTanus's ass. The Big man couldn't have been happier. His son was now an adult and the god had given him his seed.
The event continued the next day. OnTanus was now a man and he had full access to the older men. I realized sex to the Tribe was anal. What we regarded as oral sex was just recreational, or done for refreshment. Cum was a culinary treat. It was food when taken from the cock, but precious man seed when shot into the ass.
While the previous night's ceremonies had been serious, the morning's activities were comic in nature. OnTanus could penetrate any man he wished. His Uncles would howl in pretended pain. This was all regarded as a compliment to the size of OnTanus' organ and its hardness. OnTanus was well endowed and one of his uncles shot off as he was fucked as did OnBanus' father. This was regarded as a good omen.
Angus, always the diplomat, motioned to OnTanus to come over to him. Angus got on his hands and knees and the two had a very hot lovemaking session. Both men ejaculated. This too was a good sign.
I was puzzled that the chief was only an observer. I asked OnTanus about this.
"The chief is not feeling well," OnTanus explained. "He doesn't think he's going to live much longer. He didn't want to waste man seed." When I looked closely at the chief, I could see he was paler and weaker than he had been when I came there. "He wanted to see me become a man. Now he can die."
"He could live for a long while," I said.
"No. He knows when it's time to die," OnTanus said. I wondered about this. They had no medicine, so good heath was never guaranteed. Two days later, the chief was gone. He had gotten up in the middle of the night and swam out into the sea. He was old and weak. The chief disappeared without a trace.
I was shocked but Angus explained it to me. "There's no place for the old and infirm here," he said. "When you can't pull your own weight, you're finished."
"He committed suicide?"
"No, he joined his ancestors," Angus said. "His spirit is in the Big Man and OnTanus's seed. Every time you take some of their seed, you are taking a part of the chief."
"I don't know if I like that conceptually," I said.
"Remember. Man seed is food. The cock and balls are gifts that keep on giving. You shoot it, and an hour later there's more. You have an orgasm and an hour later you can do it again and it's just as good. It's magic to them. What more could ask for," Angus continued. "They know some part of your ancestor is in your cum. Cum is your ancestors' gift to you."
"A little bit of DNA?"
"I think that's a bit technical for them, but they have the idea," Angus said. "They think their ancestors are feeding them. The chief is still providing for them, so he's not really dead."
I wasn't sure Angus had it right, but after a while I realized he was close. I found out they also thought cum transmitted strength and virtue. That was typical of many early cultures. The Mayans ate the hearts of strong warriors to gain their strength. Bull and stallion testicles were a delicacy in the medieval period. Certainly draining a man's balls is a big improvement on ripping his heart out and eating it and a lot more fun for everyone concerned.
There was no real mourning for the chief. He was gone and the Big Man was the chief now. I thought there might be difficulty taking the place of the second man, but this wasn't a problem. The Big Man had simply been helping the elderly chief. There was no Prince of Wales for the tribe.
However, there was a question as to which boy would be made a man to replace the chief. Normally initiation would occur two or three times a year, but when someone died, there had to be a replacement at then next full moon. OnTanus spoke to me about this.
"Most of the boys are still young," he said. "I think only OnBanus, TeTanus, or DeSanus might be ready."
"What is ready?" I asked.
"They must be ready to take a cock," he said. "They can't cry during the ceremony or it's over. It's a great disgrace."
"How do you know if they are ready?"
"When I was selected Banus did it," OnTanus explained. "He pushed his cock into my hole and thought I was ready."
"I thought you weren't supposed to have ass sex until the initiation?"
"It isn't sex until you shoot," On Tanus said. "Banus only put his cock head in. You must plant seed deep for it to grow. It was good for me. We want you to do the selection this time."
"Why not Banus?"
"You can make fire. You are from the other world," he said. "You can go deep if you want. If they can take you, the rest of us would be easy. If you have entered them and they enjoy it, we will be sure to have a new man."
OnTanus gave me the official line. Angus got the background info. The elders were over loaded with members of the Tanus family. They needed a man from one of the other families.
"Well, at least I only need to do the older ones," I said.
"Nope, you've got to try them all," Angus said. "If you don't try to screw them, their family will be disgraced. The younger ones aren't expected to take a cock on the first few tries. By the time they're 17 or 18, they'll have been fucked enough to take a cock."
I returned to the camp of the younger men. I missed OnTanus and especially his father's cock. When I arrived at the camp, the boys were excited. There were seven ranging from perhaps fourteen to eighteen. I didn't know their actual ages. All were mature sexually, but I didn't know at what age this occurred in the tribe. With good nutrition in the west the age of puberty was 12-13, but here it might well be later. The tribe wasn't interested in age and there was no calendar. Since we were near the equator, there wasn't much seasonal change either. There was no way to tell time.
I had no idea how to go about this task, but I didn't need to worry. The boys knew what to do. They had been through it before and were more than willing to try again. I sat in a hut and the boy's appeared one by one. The first two candidates were small and I had barely noticed them before. They hung out on the edge of the group and giggled a lot.
I would suck their cock in greeting and offer them mine. This was an honor for them, since few men gave them the opportunity. Being teenagers, they got hard immediately. I would then suck their erect cock until I got the taste of precum. When they were excited, I would have them spread their cheeks and I would rim them.
Normally I'm not much of a rimmer, but the tribe members were always clean. Once the hole was spit lubricated, I'd work a finger in. The first boy was really tight and resisted. I had him sit on my cock for a little and when my cock didn't enter, I sent him away. He wasn't receptive. The same thing happened with the next candidate. His ass was clenched tight. He was a good sucker and came close to deep throating me.
The third was a short, solidly built boy, DeSanus. I knew he was OnTanus' best friend. He was shy, but muscular, seemed to be physically mature, and very hairy. When my lips touched his cock, his organ became erect immediately. His hairy foreskin retracted, exposing two thirds of his huge cock head. I licked around the edge of the cock head, forcing the skin to fully retract and licked TeSanus' slit. His pink cock head contrasted with the dark, hair-covered foreskin. He was already pumping out a good supply of pre cum.
The cock head was like a ripe plum. Every time my lips caressed it, ball juice drooled from his slit. He wanted to suck me, but I didn't want to stop sucking him. Soon we switched to the sixty-nine position. He loved my cock and had no problem taking most of it. From this position, I could suck his cock, lick his balls and then move onto his hole.
As my tongue got near the hole, I could taste precum, and I also got the slightly salty taste of sperm. DeSanus had been practicing. His hole was slightly puffy and looked as if it had been worked over. I wondered if OnTanus was helping. I ran my tongue around the hole eventually getting to the dark recess in the center. When I first poked my tongue on it, I sensed he was trying to open up for me. I pushed my tongue deep and tasted sweet pre cum. OnBanus had been helping out too.
By now, I was leaking. I pivoted and poked my cock into DeSanus' welcoming ass. If his ass could have sucked my cock into the deepest recesses of his body, it would have done it. DeSanus was the perfect bottom.
I knew I wasn't to fully penetrate his ass, but it was too good to stop. He wanted to fucked man rammer style, but I held him tight and did some anal massage with my cock. He came to understand my approach a little later. DeSanus could hardly breathe it felt so good. He was moaning with every moment.
I pulled out and let him go. He knew he had done well. "Good? It was good?" he asked. I hadn't guessed he's picked up some English from OnTanus.
"Yes, you did very well," I said, the quickly added, "Good, very good." I realized our language studies hadn't moved on to adverbs. I fondled his cock. "Beautiful cock," I said.
He reached over and stoked my cock. "Big?"
"Big cock." I replied. He smiled. I held his balls in my hand. "Big balls." We were well on the way to talking.
He left and my "interviews" for the day were over. I returned to the men's village. The Big Man was happy. It seems DeSanus was a favorite and there were general good feelings that he had done well. That night there was much singing and dancing.
Sanus came over to me and put his arm around me. Since the chief had gone out to sea, Sanus was the oldest man there. He had a big and bushy white beard and the body hair in the middle of his chest had turned white. Few men lived long enough to turn white and he was much admired. We fondled our genitals in greeting.
I hadn't noticed before, but DeSanus looked a lot like him. Sanus was heavier and thicker, but they had much the same physique. They had the same balls too, big and meaty.
"You like boy?" he asked. I hadn't realized so many men were trying to speak my language.
"Yes, he's a good boy," I replied. Sanus smiled. He knelt and took my cock into his mouth. He was one of the shyer men and usually stayed at the back of the crowd. I noticed he had enjoyed fucking OnTanus during the initiation. He had obviously enjoyed it.
Carlo came over to me. "I see you've met my buddy, Sanus," he said. "He's my best friend here."
"He is friendly," I said.
"He's a good hunter and he's been bringing me food. We've had some good time looking for food. He's much more adventurous than the other men," Carlo said. "Smart too. He's picked up a lot of the language."
"English?"
"English and Italian," Carlo replied laughing. "Bravo Sanus, Bravo!" Sanus looked up from my cock and nodded. "A good playmate too. He has a cock that stays hard for hours and an ass that stays as tight for as long as you want it. He loves man sex."
"I though they all like man sex?" I observed.
"There is liking man sex and there's loving it," Carlo said. "He's definitely a lover. Most of the men here fuck only on special occasions. He's always willing. Sanus has a little mountain hide away where we can play."
"His son likes it too. It was not the same as with the others," I said. "I felt some real enthusiasm."
Angus strolled over to us. "How are you men doing?" he asked, "have you made your choice yet?"
"It's been a good day so far," I said. "Officially I haven't made a choice, but there certainly is a front runner."
"So I heard," Angus replied. "Old Sanus here is nothing if not a good sport. Maybe his son's the same way."
"You seem to pick up more than me. We need to exchange information," I said. "I've been somewhat left out in the kiddie camp."
Sanus stood and smiled at the three of us. "Go?" he asked. "Fun?" He formed a finger into an "o" and then pushed his thumb into it. The meaning was clear.
"He wants you to play," I said to Carlo.
"Ready for some fuck fun?" Carlo asked. Sanus beamed in agreement. Carlo began to walk away, toward the hideaway I assumed. Sanus stopped him and held up three fingers, then he pointed as us.
"I think he wants a foursome," Angus observed.
"That's fine with me," I said. The four of us went into the jungle.