Date: Wed, 2 Mar 2016 17:10:49 +0000 (UTC) From: Bob Smith Subject: Amazon Boys Chpt 5 I had a reader write and suggested that I allowed the boys to communicate with sign language instead of switching to English in the narrative. To be honest, I tried that but my writing skills were not honed enough to allow me to do that and still keep the story a reasonable length. When the villages and Peter and his dad are communicating, use your imagination and imagine them using gestures and sign language. Nifty takes money to stay on line. If you can, send them a little. Every bit helps. Lastly, I do read your emails and will email you back, so keep them coming. Chapter 5 The dance went on most of the night. I danced all the time it seemed and between the dancing and the buzz I had from the village beer, I was ready for bed. Ipi said he would go back with me to Ynwipo hut. I did not need his help but said "Yes" when he put his hand on my ass as we walked toward Ynwipo house. I was horny after dancing with the girl and knew Ipi was horny by just the way he touched my ass. By the time we got to Ynwipo home, we were both a little boned. We climbed up the ramp and found my hammock when he turned me around and kissed me. I did not realize the Xingu even knew how to kiss. I had never seen anyone in the village kiss so I was surprised when he did it to me. I kissed him back. I could feel his fourteen-year-old cock spring to life. His six inches were rubbing my thigh leaving a trail of pre-cum on my leg like a snail trail. We both fell to the floor. We rolled about on a grass weaved mat as he continued to kiss me and then took my cock into his hands. He slowly stroked me as we kissed. Kissing was very new to me and I don't think I would have thought of it on my own. It was something reserved for boys with girls and not just boys with boys, I thought. Since Ipi started it, I decided to go with it and soon found myself likening it a great deal. His lips were soft and warm. I could feel his tongue pushing against my lips as it tried to gain entry into my mouth. I opened my lips a tiny bit and he took advantage of my opening and pushed his tongue into my mouth. It was wonderful. As his tongue skirted around my mouth, my dick got ever stiffer. Then he shifted and started to kiss my neck. My breathing became irregular as he moved from my neck to my chest. He licked my boy tits and then nibbled on them. I was going crazy with the intense feeling brought about by the nibbling on my body by the horny fourteen-year-old. This was still another new experience for me. He moved from my tits and licked his way down my body until he came to my very hard cock. He kissed the tip of my pecker and then licked down my shaft. He swallowed both of my young nuts and then swished them in his mouth. He released my nuts and licked my perineum. I almost went into orbit. No one had ever been there before and I love it. He licked me until he came to my ass. I was on my back when he tilted me up and backward until my ass was almost straight in the air. He had me hold up my legs with my hands and then he went to work wetting my asshole and everything around it. He used his hands to spread my cheeks and used his tongue to probe my hole. I was going nuts. I could feel his tongue deep in my asshole. I was breathing hard and wiggling as he continued to work on me. I was willing for him to do anything as long as I could pop a nut. He stopped licking me and stood over me with his hands on his hard, leaking cock aiming for my boy pussy. "Peter, let's go home." I heard my dad say. "What the fuck," I thought. Ipi immediately stopped doing my ass and looked over to where my dad was standing at the edge of the house. "Dad, can I come when we are done? Please!" I was still on my back with my legs spread. Ipi's body was leaning over my ass; my dad had to know the fourteen-year-old boy was riming me and about to fuck me. "No. Let's go, Peter." "Fuck." I lowered my legs and started to get up. Ipi was very confused. He had no idea why my dad had put a stop to his impending fuck. He knew he did nothing wrong and now as I departed, he was left with a major hard on and on where to go. He was disappointed. I kissed Ipi and said "goodbye." It didn't bother me or my dad that I kissed Ipi and I wondered what had gotten into my father and I was pissed. I was as angry with my dad as I had ever been. He tried to put his arms on my shoulder but I pushed him off. I walked ahead of him to our home, found my hammock, and sat on it scowling at my dad. I was no longer hard but I was still horny. My dick was thick and leaking precum, something I started to do with regularity, as I glared at my father. "I am sorry I stopped your having a little fun but remember our conversation this morning?" "Yeah," I said. "What was it all about if you still remember?" "Well, you said my butt was still swollen and a little tender. You told me not to have sex using my ass but that wasn't going to happen, Dad. I had it all under control. He was just licking my ass," I said defiantly. "Peter, how big is Ipi?" "I don't know. Maybe six inches or so." "Is he thick?" my dad said "Yeah." "I think if you had let him enter you, your almost twelve-year-old anus would be more swollen than it is now, maybe torn and for sure, the sex would hurt more than being fun. Son, he was about to enter you. I watched and stopped it only when I was sure he was about to insert his six-inch thick penis in your anus. He stood over you and had his hard penis about to enter you. You were so horny you had no control." I was silent. My dad was right but, shit, I wanted him to fuck me. I still wanted him to fuck you. "Let's go to sleep and we can talk about it in the morning." I lay in my hammock, fiddling with my growing cock, looking at my dad finish up his work and get ready for bed while thinking of my almost fuck. My dad started to take off his clothing as I watched. I was amazed at how he looked. His chest was sculptured, with his pecks clearly seen. His belly was taught, not a bit of fat on him. As he dropped his shorts, I could see, in the moonlight, his balls surrounded by his bush. I thought he must have trimmed his cock hairs since they didn't look unruly and the cut emphases his dick as it peaked out of his pubes. His cock looked a little less than three inches and like me, he was circumcised. I wondered how big he would be hard. I started to jack off thinking of my naked dad and my friend, Ipi. As I continued to rub one out, one of the questions I had was answered. My dad was playing with his cock and I watched it swell from a tiny three inches to a nice six plus. My dad reached over, took a bottle of some kind of lube, spread it on his cock, and then started to jack off. I kept pace with his stroking. I saw him look over and watch me jacking off. He knew I was watching him but that didn't slow him down. Soon I could hear his breathing become labored. Then he let out a low "AAAAwwwww" as he shot into his chest. I counted four major shots, there might have been more because at that moment I let out my own, "AAAAWWWWW" as I shot my nut on my chest. My dad saw me cum and he smiled. "We both needed that," he said, "now let's get some sleep. You have school tomorrow." The next morning we were up early. My dad was looking for his shirt when I asked, "Dad, how about you staying naked for today. You do know that you are the only one in the village not naked don't you?" He looked at me and then said, "OK. Maybe it's about time." He stayed naked for that day and the rest of our time in the village. I spent the entire morning doing math and other middle school subjects. My friends came over, but I told them I was busy for a few hours doing schoolwork. Since they had never been to school, the concept of me doing school stuff was foreign to them. Later, that morning Ipi came over. He looked a little sheepish and wondered why my dad had stopped our proceedings. I told him my dad was mad at me because I didn't go home directly after the dance as I was told to. I wasn't about to tell him my ass was sore and my dad didn't want him to trash it. He immediately smiled. He'd been in trouble with his parents for similar infractions so he understood. He then looked at my dad. No, he LOOKED at my dad and as he looked, his cock got bigger. My dad noticed his looking and returned the eye contact but it wasn't eye-to-eye contact. It was eye to cock to eye contract. I watched them both as I sat at my desk and finished my lessons. After Ipi, left I asked my dad if he was interested in sex with the teen. "Yes, I might be." "However, isn't that gay for an adult and another guy," I asked "and you're not gay, are you?" My dad came to my desk and sat down. "I am not gay nor am I straight. I am what you would call fluid or some would call bi-sexual. However, it more than just liking both sexes. I like boys and girls equally and if I like someone enough to have sex with them, it would not matter to me what their gender might be or even their age. That's why I choose to study this tribe. Do you know these are one of the very few people in the word that are fluid in their sexuality? They are also the most peaceful. Can you remember any fights among the kids or adults? No, they get along peacefully and I want to study if their sexual fluidity has anything to do with their total tranquility." All of a sudden, I smiled at him with understanding. I was just like him. I enjoy sex with everyone and anyone. If we connected, I was cool with doing the dirty with them. For a while, I thought doing stuff with the boys made me gay but when I saw girls my age, I boned. I couldn't figure what that was all about. A few days after our conversation, Ipi and a girl named Kawahiva came to our house. Kawahiva looked about twenty-four and carried a three-inch wide belt she made for my dad. I thought she was good looking. She had nice hips with a great looking ass. Her tits were perky and stood up from her body. So many women of the tribe had tits that hung down; Dad said that was the result of nursing kids. She had a pretty face and her tattoos were of a nice design. She had a nice bush that was wide at the top and then funneled down to cover her pussy. A true triangle. When she walked, you could see her hips float back and forth giving me a hard on. She had a three inch weaved belt for my dad and wanted to put it on for him. He stood before her and she sat on a low stool in front of him. He wrapped the belt around his waist and she began to weave the last sections together so that the belt became one continuous fabric. I sat at my desk watching them. Ipi was standing beside me. I could see that her breath was doing to my dad what Katmatixi's mom breath did to me. As she exhaled from her noise, the warm air flowed over my dad's dick. His dick started to get heavy. Kawahiva was well aware of the effect she was having on my dad. Every once in a while, she would expire more deeply, forcing more air over his hog, stimulating him into getting even more hard. Ipi tapped me on my shoulder and nodded toward the couple. We both were excited as we watched my dad's dick react to the air flowing over it. In the beginning, dad's dick just hung down. Dad's dick was not very long, three inches max, but when Kawahiva started to exhale on it, started to move like a snake. Slowly it became longer, long enough to extend past his balls. It had to be six inches long before it started to lift itself above his body. It stretched and rose higher. Soon it was hanging from his body and standing at the forty-five-degree angle. Kawahiva stopped weaving and took his cock into her mouth and started to lick his prepuce. She wrapped her lips around his corona and continued to lick him. My dad started to get into it. He took her head in his hands and held her to his boned penis. His hips moved slowly, face fucking her. She took his entire six inches into her mouth and deep throated him. He was moaning. Ipi and I were hard watching it. He took her under her arms and lifted her to his level and kissed her. We could see his jaw toiling in her mouth. Every time they came up for air, they returned to kissing. Dad's hands were massaging her butt and were kneading her boobs. Her hands were either on his butt or stroking his cock. Finally, they both went to the floor and my dad got between her legs. She reached down and placed his six inches at the entrance to her pussy. He quickly entered her and started to fuck her without much preamble. Ipi and I watched the couple go at it. Dad was between her legs with his ass humping up and down, quickly driving his dick into her. He was slamming her hard as he drove into her. There was nothing gentle about this intercourse. It was pure animal. Dad had not been truly laid for at least a year and now he was getting his horns trimmed and he wasn't very concerned for his partner. On the other hand, Kawahiva was enjoying every minute of his fucking. She was moaning as he drove into her. Each time his cock slide into her, we could him say "oomph." He took her arms and spread them above her head as he continued to fuck her. Her body was stretched in the shape of a Y. Dad was bent over her and fucking her as he held her hands above her head. You could see her glistening muscles as she and my dad went at it, hard. She seemed to love it as she moaned and groaned in his arms. Later, Ipi told me she said she had come three times as she was being fucked by dad. Sweat was falling off both of them like rain. Finally, I could hear an "AAAWWWWWWwwww" as he planted his cock in her, went still and came. After he shot his load of baby making sauce, he kept her impaled on his dick as he rested on her body as they both came down from their high. When his dick finally plopped out, I saw cum dripping from between her legs. His dick was shiny with his sticky stuff. He had released a year's worth of cum into her. I smiled to myself. We would all be swimming in semen if he didn't jerk off regularly, I thought. My dad and Kawahiva got off the floor and he took her to his hammock. Now, he was extremely gentle with her as they cuddled together. She nestled in his arms. I finished my homework and put my books away and told my dad we were going to take a swim and then I was going to make some hunting arrows with Ynwipo. This was fine with him, but as Ipi and I were leaving our hut, my dad said, "Ipi, would you like to share my hammock tonight?" This was village code for "would you like to have sex tonight." Ipi almost had an orgasm right there as he said "yes." My dad's years of celibacy were ending. "Can I share my hammock with Ynwipo tonight?" I asked. "Of course." he said.