Date: Mon, 4 Jul 2011 14:53:22 +0000
From: josh tribalboy <tribalboyz@hotmail.com>
Subject: boytribe: chapter 2

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.