Date: Thu, 31 Mar 2016 18:19:38 +0100
From: tpickles <tpickles2@gmail.com>
Subject: Thai Pan - chapter 13

THAI PAN : A JUNGLE TALE

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....................... The ending of Chapter 12 ......................

In that moment, there was nothing more that I could have wanted. I pushed
him forward and forced his legs apart. My own cock was rock hard. There was
already plenty of sweat and body juices on our bodies. I put my cockhead to
his entrance, teasing him for a few moments, and then pushed in. The tight
hole in his slender butt was just as I had imagined it. His muscle let me
in and I could feel him tense with the momentary pain and discomfort. I
waited whilst he breathed and adjusted to my penetration. Then I slowly
slid into his body. He was incredibly hot and excited. I could feel the
sensations between us with every sensitive nerve ending. I started to slide
in and out of him. Deep was pushing back onto me, squirming slightly from
side to side as he sought to find every pleasure spot. It felt as though I
was drilling into this boy from my very root. I knew I couldn't last long
at this pitch of excitement. I briefly glanced at the twins, each being
serviced by a different boy. They too seemed to be in ecstasy. I focused
back on my own body and what it was doing to Deep. He was moaning deeply
and stroking himself off again beneath me. His ass had opened more freely
and I could slide in and out with ease. I varied the tempo and the angle of
entry. Then Deep's head lifted up quickly and he almost howled. I sensed
his second ejaculation as his long gra-juu shot more jism out onto the
ground. His ass spasmed and contracted around my cock. It was enough to
take me to the point of no-return. I started firing into him, three, four,
five shots of cum. My eyes closed to make the moment last as long as
possible.

The other boys came shortly afterwards amidst much groaning. The lanterns
illuminated a sea of naked brown bodies, all covered in sweat and cum.
Slowly we all subsided.

It was Chet – the orchestrator of this scene and who had proposed the
ritual for his own healing – who brought us back from our reverie. "Wow!
Thank you Pan, thank you Ton, thank you Deep, thank you Nong and Kong. That
was amazing. So different to the horrible events of being discovered and
assaulted in my home village. I will remember this version for as long as I
live." He stopped and looked at each of us in turn, a radiant smile on his
face. "Now, to end, I think we should pull this little hut apart, carry the
pieces to the fire-pit, and burn it all as a final banishment of my bad
memories." And that's exactly what we did.


CHAPTER 13

A night or two after Chet's private healing ritual, I was asleep in my room
when some noise disturbed me and I became conscious again. The previous
evening, Win had said that he was planning to share the night with Nong in
the next door bedroom. Kong used this opportunity to share my bed. As I
woke up, I looked across the bed at the beautiful sight of the sleeping
teen boy, his chest and torso exposed on the mattress, and the lower part
of his body wonderfully outlined by the light sheet that covered us both.
The steady rhythm of his breathing suggested it was not he who had woken me
up.

I listened again and detected the gentle tread of footsteps climbing the
outdoor steps to the verandah in front of our hut. As I tuned in to the
noise, I heard the catch on the front door open as someone stepped inside
and then gently closed the door behind them. The whole village was very
isolated, so it seemed unlikely that this was some unknown intruder. Far
more likely was the chance of one of the other boys coming into our hut to
find me or one of the other older boys - Win, Nong or Kong. Yet still, the
middle of the night seemed a strange time to make the move.

For a few moments there was no further noise from outside the bedroom. Then
I sensed the bedroom door open and a light tread on the floor. "Who's
there?" I asked in a whisper, still not wanting to wake Kong up.

"It's only me, Moon," came the reply. "I'm sorry. I didn't want to wake you
Pan. I didn't quite know where to go."

"What's the matter?"

"Nothing really. I just want somewhere to sleep for the rest of the night.
I can't stay in our room in the other hut - not with everything that's
going on there ... and when I'm not able to do anything."

I'd momentarily forgotten about the instruction I'd made in response to the
complaints about Moon's arrogant and demanding behaviour with several of
the other boys. I'd told him that if he wanted to continue living in the
village, he needed to learn how to work together with other boys,
respecting their wishes and not imposing his demands on them. To teach him
the meaning of this, I'd arranged for his hands to be loosely bound
together behind his back, so that he couldn't feed himself, wash himself,
or enjoy any other form of pleasure, unless another boy was willing to help
him out. In the dim light filtering into the room from the window, I could
see Moon looking rather forlorn at the foot of the bed. He was dressed in
his gra-juu, his hands behind him, and clutching a bed cover.

"Do you want to tell me what's happened?" I asked.

"Mmm, maybe," he began, quite uncertainly. "Can I sit on the bed for a
moment?" I nodded and reminded him to be quiet so as not to wake Kong. He
looked a little surprised so learn that it was Kong sharing my bed tonight.
I waited for him to tell his story in his own time. "Well, I've been
following your instruction about my hands for two days now. Some of the
other boys have been very good at feeding me at the meals. And the other
boys in our hut - Billy, Jaz, Jep and Monson - have taken it in turns to
help me get clean. It's not too bad really. I can see that they're trying
to be kind and helpful. I do appreciate what they're doing. But it's
night-time that's the worse. I share a room with Billy and Jaz. Since the
meeting where they told you about me, they've not really wanted to share
the room any more. There's only one bed in there and they asked me to sleep
on the floor so that I wouldn't try and touch them or make them do things.
The first night, we could all hear Chet with Deep and Ton in the next
bedroom. They were obviously having fun with each other. There was a lot of
noise, especially from Deep because he can cum loads. I don't know who was
fucking who but we could hear their bodies slapping together. Deep has a
really long gra-juu, and Chet is very thick. I don't know if it was Ton
getting fucked because I can't imagine how he could take either of them all
the way. But just listening to them made everyone in our room horny. My
gra-juu was very hard and I really wanted to join in the fucking; it was
like I needed to be inside something. Then I heard Jaz and Billy on the
bed. They had thrown back the bed-cover and were playing with each other.
I've been with both of them before, but I'd never seen them together like
that. Billy turned Jaz around until they were head-to-toe. Then they
started to suck on each other. They were sucking cocks, licking balls, and
pushing tongues into each other's bums. It just made me even more hot. They
were on the bed together and I was across the floor. There was nothing I
could do. I was bone hard but couldn't touch my cock. I tried asking if I
could join them but they didn't reply. Maybe they didn't hear me - or maybe
they were just punishing me for how I treated them. It was terrible. They
kept pleasuring each other for half-an-hour and then Jaz came in Billy's
mouth and he swallowed it all. And then Jaz made Billy cum and I could see
it shoot out of his cock. Afer that they were cuddling each other on the
bed and I could see their bodies so close together, but they didn't pay me
any attention, and they just fell asleep. I so wanted to cum but I couldn't
do anything about it." He paused, and I nodded to show I'd understood his
story. A few seconds later he began again: "Then tonight, it all started to
happen again. We were in the bedroom together and Billy asked me to sleep
on the floor again. Then Jep came into our room and asked whether Billy and
Jaz wanted to join with him and Monson in their room. My two friends agreed
and told me that I could now sleep on our bed as they wouldn't be using it
tonight. No-one invited me to join them in the other bedroom. And Iheard it
all start up - the five of them in the next bedroom. They were having such
a good time. In my mind, I could see them touching and sucking and probably
fucking together. In my imagination I was seeing what I would want to do
with all of them. But there was nothing I could do. I just had to listen. I
still couldn't even touch myself with my hands behind me. I tried rubbing
myself against the mattress but it wasn't the same feeling. So in the end I
knew I had to get out. I crept out of the bedroom and wondered where I
should try and sleep. I thought if I came here, you might let me stay for a
few hours. I brought my blanket with me. I just need somewhere I can sleep
without having to hear my friends having sex like that."

"Yes, you can sleep here on the floor; there's plenty of room," I
responded. "But Moon - this is what I wanted you to realise. You can't just
force someone to do things for you, or have sex with you. It's two-way. The
other person has to want it as well. This is what respect is all about. A
true friendship is built upon people wanting to spend time with each other
and enjoy things together; you can't force it. If Jaz and Billy don't want
sex with you, you can't make them. Being respectful and creating
friendships and relationships based upon real trust and openness is the
only way we can survive living here together. I really hope you're learning
your lesson by this."

"I am," he answered, "I will try and be different in future. Thank you,
Pan. I promise I won't disturb you. I'll just sleep here quietly on the
floor."

"OK, that's fine. But remember there are also two of us here in this bed.
Kong is asleep. In the morning, he may be surprised to see you. I don't
know what he might want to do when he wakes up. You will just have to live
with the consequences of your decision to move in here with us."

oOo

Several hours later I awoke to a very pleasant sensation. With my eyes
still closed, I lay on the bed savouring the sweet pleasure of it.
Something warm and moist had taken control of my gra-juu. A gentle pressure
was being applied. There was a slow movement up and down as the reflex
response of blood filling the vessels took hold. My gra-juu was being
expertly sucked to full erection. In my mind, I recalled Kong's request to
share my bed the night before; and later, Moon's unexpected arrival and
request to sleep on the floor. I tried to work out who the pleasure-giver
might be, just from the sensations. I plumped for Kong as I doubted that
Moon would have the courage to initiate such action with me.

I slowly opened my eyes. I was right! Kong had reversed his position on the
bed and his face was buried in my crotch. I turned my head to the side and
was rewarded with a close-up view of his shaved genitals and the thick
shaft of his maturing gra-juu hanging over a full pair of balls.

Without thinking, I moved my face towards the enticing sight. As my lips
touched around Kong's exposed and flaired head, I sensed his response. I
needed to do nothing as his shaft became engorged and slid upwards into my
mouth. I started to work on him in the same way as he was pleasuring me.
There was no need for words. With my free arm I reached out to hold his
balls-sack and finger his perineum. Kong responded by slowly pushing his
hips towards me, seeking to push further into my throat. Meanwhile at the
other end, I could feel Kong becoming ever more adventurous in his oral
ministrations on me. What a way to wake up! After a couple of minutes,
without either of us releasing the other, Kong changed position until he
was directly above me, his weight taken on his knees. From there, his cock
pointed directly down into my mouth, his balls dropping onto my nose and
face. I spread my legs to give him more access to my balls and root. His
mouth began to roam across all these erogenous areas, sending waves of
pleasure around my body. I tried to reciprocate, pushing his thighs apart
with my hand to get greater access to that soft delicate area between his
legs. My hands reached up to grasp his rounded buttocks and pull him
further into my mouth. I loved the feel of his ass. I experimented with
slapping his flesh and was rewarded with load moans and a more excited
sucking from the other end. My fingers ran up and down his crack, pressing
on his entry hole and causing him to squirm above me. The frenzy was
clearly building for both of us.

Our animalistic noises had another consequence. I'd forgotten about Moon's
arrival in the night, but now I saw him sitting up on the floor and
watching the action on the bed. With his hands restained behind him, this
was an awkward position. A range of feelings passed across his face - from
eager excitement at watching two older boys in the throws of sexual
pleasure, to intense frustration at his inability to join in, or even to
engage in some solo relief. By pulling his gra-juu to one side, Moon had
managed to free his gra-juu which now stood proud and erect, rising from
the dark patch of his pubic hair. His cut cock ended in a large, dark-red,
blood-swollen head with a trickle of liquid seeping from the end-hole.

There was nothing I could do about Moon's needs. I had warned him about
Kong's presence in the bed. I attention went quickly back to Kong. His
rigid cut cock was thrashing around my face. I caught it again in my mouth.
With one hand, I added to the pressure by stroking him at the same time as
I sucked on him. My finger nails played into the flesh of his buttocks.
Kong had taken me deep into his throat and I could feel the constriction of
his muscles holding my length. The pleasure was intense. At the same time,
his hand was working my balls, pulling them, scratching them, constantly
fondling them. It took just another couple of minutes for the pressure to
become too much. I felt my jism start to rise from deep within me and out
along my shaft. I shot four powerful blasts into Kong's mouth. He was able
to take the first blasts, but I then felt my juice leaking from his lips
and falling stickily onto my hard length. Kong continued to pump into my
mouth in his frenzy. I clawed at his ass to give him even more excitement.
I sensed he was on the edge. I changed tactics and took hold of his gra-juu
to start teasing the most sensitive exposed tip with my tongue and lips. It
was enough. He started firing thick wads of cum, some into my mouth and the
rest across my face and chest as his cock jumped wildly in my hand. I kept
fondling him until he was spent. Gradually he subsided onto the bed beside
me.

Some moments later, Moon appeared beside the bed. He'd managed to pick up a
cloth with his tied hands, and he tried to offer this to us to wipe
ourselves.  "That was so hot," he whispered, "Watching the two of you
getting so excited together. It looked like you were really enjoying it."
He stopped, before adding, "I just wish I'd been able to join you."

It was Kong who came to his rescue. He shifted his position on the bed
until he was propped up against the pillow. He leant forward towards Moon.
"Come here, then," he ordered the boy. When the boy was standing beside the
bed, Kong reached out to release his gra-juu. As Moon stood revealed, he
was still extremely hard. "Come and sit astride me," commanded Kong,
patting the bed on either side of his waist. Moon moved onto the bed until
he was positioned above Kong, his cock waving from side-to-side, his hands
still fastened behind him. "OK, sit yourself down on me so you don't fall
over," said Kong, pushing Moon downwards until the younger boy was
squatting across his cut cock.

I looked across as Moon sat down on Kong who took hold of the younger boy's
gra-juu and began to vigorously stroke him. Moon, his hands still
fastenened behind his back, started to move up and down. Kong's half-heart
thick cock was pushed into Moon's ass-crack; the boy was clearly enjoying
this extra stimulation to his butt and trying to make the most of it. He
was moaning in his excitement. Kong wasn't going to let up on the boy and
maintained his fast hand-action. Moon could use his tied hands to reach
down and try to stuff Kong's gra-juu into his ass. I watched his face
contort with ecstacy. A few moments later, with a loud shot, Moon rose up
as a fountain of spunk flew from his gra-juu and landed across Kong's
chest. Fully spent, he settled back down on Kong's cock and wriggled some
more to extract the final moments of pleasure. "Thank you for helping me
out. I really needed that!"

As the rest of the village started to wake up, the three of us made our way
to the bathroom to shower and clean up before the communal tasks of the day
started for all of us.

oOo

"Tonight will be another ritual evening," I announced at lunchtime when all
the lost boys were gathered for the midday meal. "There are now 25 boys
living in the village. Everyone has been contributing well to our communal
life. Many of you have been discovering aspects of yourselves that you
didn't realise existed before. For some of you, this has been a time of
healing; for many others, an opportunity for self-awareness, service and
insight. Tonight I want to recognise just how far some of you have changed
and matured on the pathway from being boys to being men. This evening will
be a time of affirmation for everything that has happened in our village
since we all arrived."  People had stopped eating as I spoke and I noticed
the looks of interest about what was planned. I continued: "So tonight,
let's enjoy ourselves in the ritual clearing. One group can gather firewood
for a large fire. We'll take some food with us to enjoy around the fire.
Tonight I'm proposing to lead the Second Ritual of Surrendering to the
Seed. I've been watching each boy in the village. And tonight I feel the
time is right for Chet to undergo this second ritual." I looked across at
Chet, conscious of all the steps he had taken to overcome the rejections in
his life, and how he had found a far more comfortable and accepting way of
living since he arrived in the village. He looked back at me, acknowledging
this recognition – and grinning at the prospect. "And rather than me
performing the ritual, I'm proposing that some of our other experienced
boys should take on that honour. So I'm asking Win and Deep, Nong and Kong,
together with San and Bee to take charge of conducting the ritual. Everyone
else is very welcome to come and witness it and join in the celebrations
afterwards."

This announcement seemed to go down well. There was a burst of activity
throughout the afternoon. Several boys offered to go down to the clearing
to prepare the platform area, tidy up, and ensure there was plenty of
firewood for burning. Win and Bee offered to supervise this work. Others
volunteered to work in the kitchens preparing foods to be taken down in the
evening. San and Nong led a gang out to the fields to gather fresh fruit
and vegetables. Deep and Ton, together with Billy and Jaz set out to create
some decorations using coconut shells, leaves and candles. It had all the
makings of a great evening.

As the evening light faded, most of the lost boys gathered in the village.
There was a general air of excitement around the place. Everyone was really
looking forward to the evening's `entertainment'. The only people who were
missing were the six ritual organisers – the twins, Nong, Kong; Win and
Deep; and the two older and quieter boys, Bee and San. A hush descended on
the group as the sound of someone approaching from the direction of the
river and the clearing was heard.

A few moments later, San appeared from the forest and stepped forward into
the lantern light. All eyes turned to look at him – myself included. No
wonder he was attracting so much attention! San was perhaps the oldest
youth in the village – maybe 18 or even 19. He was also the tallest. His
well-defined body carried no unnecessary weight, so his frame and
musculature was on full view. He stood tall and erect – and entirely nude.
I think everyone's eyes must have travelled down his body – from his face,
across his chest, over his abdomen and quickly focussing on his male
tackle.  A trail of dark hair led downwards from his belly-button to a
forest of black pubic hair. From this area, his adult-sized, circumcised
cock was swinging from one thigh to the other as he approached the group.
Behind his shaft, a large well-formed balls-sack hung between his legs,
with the right testicle lower than the left. Here was a young man in the
prime of his maleness. I tried to imagine what he might look like fully
aroused. I glanced around at the other boys and noticed how some were
already having to adjust their gra-juu cloths to accommodate their swelling
members.

San spoke: "I invite all those who wish to witness tonight's Ritual of
Surrendering to the Seed to follow me, in silence, to the clearing. Chet
will stay here in the village. He will be brought down to the clearing by
Bee when everything is prepared for him. Now, please follow me." And with
that, he turned – exposing his beautifully sculptured backside to the
lantern light – and led the boys down through the trees to the clearing.

The fire-pit was already well ablaze with a roaring fire.  The line of boys
was received by Win and Deep who arranged everyone in a semi-circular line
around the fire and facing to the platform where all the rituals took
place. The platform had been decorated with a richly-coloured cloth and
surrounded by a circle of candles standing in coconut shells.

San moved to the platform area. He gave the instruction, "Ritual boys,
please form a circle around this platform in preparation for our ritual."
The other five boys formed up to complete the circle. "Ritual boys, if you
are ready to perform this ritual with Chet, now is the time to undress and
stand revealed in our common male-ness.  All the witnessing boys will
remain silent throughout." Without any undue haste, Nong, Kong, Win, Deep
and Bee undid their gra-juu cloths to stand naked in their circle alongside
San. The twins stood side-by-side, mirror images of each other except for
the fact that the dark pubic hair of one surrounded his uncut cock, whilst
the shaved pubes of the other showed off his cut gra-juu. Deep's member
hung low between his legs and gave me memories of the pleasure that we had
previously given each other over the past couple of weeks. Win's enthusiasm
was beginning to tell: as the boys stood there in their circle, his gra-juu
was inexorably rising, first pointing forward ahead of him, and then
continuing to full-mast. He must have known this but gave no indication of
any reaction. Bee was standing with his back to the boys around the fire.
He had arrived at the village with San, having met up in the forest. He was
perhaps a few months younger than San, but seemed equally physically
mature. I could see his muscled calves rising up to a fine pair of buttocks
separated by a dark and hairy crevice.

"Ritual boys, let us prepare ourselves," commanded San, and the six boys
gathered together around the platform their arms around each others'
shoulders, their bodies glistening in the firelight. A few words of
encouragement must have been spoken quietly but I didn't hear them. As they
broke apart and stood upright, San said, "We will all wait here whilst Bee
goes to bring Chet for the Ritual." And with that command, Bee turned and
walked past the fire, eyes looking ahead to the path, and disappeared into
the trees – but not before we'd all been able to admire another fine male
appendage. Bee had less hair than San, but his mature gra-juu was equally
fine with the tip covered by a generous foreskin.

A couple of minutes later, Bee returned leading Chet through the assembled
gathering by the fire and up to the platform. Chet seemed almost in a
trance. He didn't acknowledge any of his friends. His eyes seemed
unfocussed. His body was completely wrapped in a sheet-like cloak. Bee led
him around the far side of the platform until he was facing the fire. Bee
and San stepped up to his and undid the fastening that held the cloak in
place, letting it fall to the ground. Beneath the garment, Chet stood in
his gra-juu cloth with his hands by his side. The older boys knelt down on
either side and slowly undid the cloth, slipping it down over his legs.
Chet stood facing the witnesses in a state of extreme excitement. I'd seen
him hard during his previous personal ritual with Ton and Deep. Now, if
anything, his short thick circumcised cock was even more engorged. San and
Bee guided him to the platform and assisted him to lie down, his hands by
his sides and his thick column pointing to the dark sky above.

"I remind everyone that the Ritual of Surrender to the Seed is a way of
demonstrating our absolute humility with others, our renunciation of
corrupting power in our lives, and our acceptance of all the gifts – the
Seed – that others may offer us. With this intention in our minds and our
bodies, may the Ritual begin."

Win started to stroke himself without any further encouragement. Nong
turned to his brother and the twins embraced each other, kissing deeply.
Deep turned to stand behind Win, bringing his cock into contact with Win's
ass. I was instantly reminded of our earlier shared three-way bed, and
Win's request that Deep should fuck him. Deep was recreating this contact
that had so excited Win – and was achieving a similar result. Win's
excitement lifted another gear as he spread his legs to give Deep more
access. In the dim light I could half-see Deep's long member begin to grow
and grow. Meanwhile the two older boys, San and Bee, had turned to each
other. Each reached out to touch the other. They began by caressing the
other's chest and nipples before letting their hands travel slowly
downwards until they could grasp the other's cock. Beginning quite slowly,
they began to stroke the other towards firmness. As both cocks began to
respond, they each used their other hand to pull and fondle their balls. In
the light from the fire, I was captivated by the sight of two adult
gra-juus rising to full length and thickness. Here were two mature males
stroking each other's solid flesh. The scene was mesmeric.

Without any obvious signal, all six boys turned to face Chet's prone body
on the platform, and reformed their circle. What followed was a tantalising
and erotic circle jerk – except that each boy was entirely focused on his
own manipulation and pleasure. Around me, without words, I could hear the
other boys becoming excited. Cocks were being released from cloths. Some
boys were stripping off entirely to stand naked in the firelight. One or
two were holding each other. I knew all the boys would respect the rules of
the ritual but I still wanted to keep an eye on their reactions.  Moon
caught my attention. He was clearly very stimulated but unable to do
anything about it because of his bound hands. He looked at Billy standing
beside him and gestured his need for release. Billy was already naked, his
young teen cock pushing straight out in front of him. Billy moved close to
undo Moon's cloth. I expected Moon to want his friend to give him some
hand-relief, but instead I was surprised to see Moon stand directly in
front of Billy, bend forward, and offer his butt. Unsure quite what to do
to this unexpected move, Billy stepped forward and let his gra-juu slide
forward between Moon's thighs. This seemed to delight Moon,  who stood back
up again and began to move his body backwards and forwards on Billy's stiff
member.

Meanwhile, in front of us on the platform, Chet was lying still with just
his head swivelling round to watch the six naked, erect boys standing over
him. Even from this distance, I could see the juice leaking from his
cockhead, even without any manual assistance. The smell of sex seemed to
fill the clearing, mixing with the smoke from the fire to give a pungent
aroma. Perhaps it was an aphrodisiac as everyone seemed to be getting more
and more excited. The six ritual boys began to move around, giving each
other encouragement. Nong and Kong in particular were touching the others –
on their arms, their backs, their nipples and their butts. They clearly
relished the exhibitionist aspect of the whole ritual.

Suddenly, without warning, Win let out a loud cry. Everyone turned to look
at him. His cock was erupting in a fountain of white jism that flew into
the air and landed across Chet's abdomen in thick strings. Even after he'd
finished firing, Win continued to stroke himself vigorously. Around the
fire, some of the other boys were also going into uncontrolled orgasms.
Meanwhile the other five ritual boys continued to wank at an even faster
pace. The two older ones, San and Bee, perhaps had more experience of
edging, and were capable of bringing themselves almost to a climax and then
backing off for a time.

Even in my own excitement at everything that was happening in the clearing,
I couldn't take my eyes off the scene around the ritual platform. Chet
seemed to be in some kind of sexually intoxicated stupor. Still lying
motionless, his excitement was evident as fluid dribbled down his
tumescence.  The twins were in their element. They kept touching each
other, having `sword' fights, and grabbing each other's gra-juus. But this
did not stop them from recognising the focus of the ritual. As I watched,
both twins turned back to face Chet, one moving to his head and the other
to his waist. I sensed they were both nearing their climaxes. Sure enough,
a minute or two later, in perfect synchronicity, the twins started to
ejaculate copiously. The smooth shaved Kong was standing alongside Chet's
waist. He pointed his cock directly at Chet's genitals and liberally
sprayed his with boy-juice, covering his pubes, this thick cock and his
balls, mixing everything with Chet's own pre-cum. Nong, on the other hand,
was standing just behind Chet's head. He fired his first load across Chet's
face, covering his nose and mouth; a second shot soon followed, running
down across his cheeks and his throat. The next three bursts landed on his
forehead and in his hair. Chet tilted his head backwards as if wanting to
catch Nong's cockhead and clean it – but before he could, the remaining
three boys moved in close around his body.

I was briefly distracted by Moon standing just to one side of me. He
succeeded in persuading Billy to remove his gra-juu cloth and insert his
cock between his thighs where he'd been gripping him for some minutes and
using the friction to stroke Billy. Now he was looking over his shoulder
and Billy and pleading with him to do more. As I watched, Moon leant
forward again, fully exposing his butt to Billy. Even with his hands tied,
Moon managed to pull his ass cheeks apart. He was clearly inviting the
younger boy to enter him. I could almost sense the heat in Moon's ass.
Billy was gripping his gra-juu with one hand, his cockhead virtually
touching Moon's hole. I suspected Billy had never done this before –
although from what he'd said before, it was clear that Moon had fucked him
several  times. Billy glanced briefly up at me as if asking for permission.
Then he smiled quickly and turned back to Moon. He slapped Moon's
ass-cheeks one, two, three times with a noise that all those standing
around could hear. And then, without waiting for any further invitation, he
pushed on in to Moon's ass. The older boy tensed briefly and then pushed
himself back until he was fully impaled on Billy's cock. From there,
instinct took over for both boys.

Back around the ritual platform it was almost as though Deep, San and Bee
were playing a game with each other. Whilst Deep was probably at least five
years younger than the youths, he had finally found a match for his own
prowess. All three exhibited man-sized gra-juus and all three were using
them for maximum self-pleasure. Deep was no longer a `freak'; he was
probably the envy of almost all the other lost boys in the village. The
three of them were edging their orgasms, not just to prolong the sensation
for themselves, but also to raise the tension with the expectant Chet lying
beneath them. Eventually it was Bee who was the first to reach his climax.
He spewed several man-size jets of cum across Chet, ensuring that he was
liberally covered. This set Deep off. I knew that he tended to ejaculate
copiously and tonight was no exception. His first shot missed Chet
entirely, flying over his body and landing on San. Adjusting the angle of
fire, his subsequent bursts left a very large pool of cum lying on Chet's
belly from where it proceeded to spill out and flow down his flanks.
Finally, San brought himself to an explosive climax streaking Chet's chest
and torso with yet more ropes of sticky fluid.

As the action around the platform began to ease down, the watching boys too
began to let up. It was San who was the first to speak and bring the ritual
to an end. "Thank you everyone for witnessing this important Ritual of
Surrendering to the Seed, and supporting it each in your own way. I'm sure
that Chet feels he has received your gifts and that these will help him to
grow in wisdom and elderhood as a man. Our ritual is now at an end." At
this point, several of the watching boys broke into spontaneous applause.
Bee raised his hand to speak. "And now for our celebratory meal. The boys
who have prepared the food with quickly return to the village to fetch it
from the kitchens. We will add more timber to the fire to form a
centrepiece for our celebration. I'm sure that many of us will feel the
need to clean and refresh ourselves. The river is just over there and
everyone is welcome to bathe, swim, relax and feast throughout the evening.
We will stay here in the clearing. I only ask that you respect this space
for all that it means – and that you continue to respect each other, no
matter what you do together, and retire to your beds when you feel ready.
So now – Play, Enjoy, and Have Fun!"


....... to be continued soon in Chapter 14 of 'THAI PAN' ..............

MY OTHER WRITINGS ABOUT TEEN BOYS

BOY: The Mentoring of a Gay Teenager
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TOBY: The Secret Journal of a GayTeen
http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/toby/

THAI PAN: A Jungle Tale
http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/thai-pan/

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