Mackey Tales: The Lost Tribes of The West – Chronicles 2
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This is my follow-up on the tales of the Mackey clan as created by Jonas Henley and extended by Charles Well, Sarge-AKA Aldric, Nick and Sam The Ham.
Please have a look at the Introduction for reference.
I hope you enjoy this part as well.
Nils
*****
Emmett and Compton's unfortunate play
Early
summer 1879, already hot and steamy, William's twelve-year-old son Emmett and
his friend Compton were roaming around at the edge of the town, in an old
building that has not been used for years after it was
damaged during the war. They have been there before, and,
as boys of their age do, they explored the building, looking for
treasures and hideout places.
The interior of the building was the very definition of ramshackle. The walls
all still stood, but the floor had sunk and shifted somewhat from its original
position so that the floor was at a slightly upward
angle facing downhill. It still felt firm, with no fear of coming loose, so
best to enjoy its privacy while it lasted. The walls were all still intact as
well, but some of the fixtures had broken loose and laid various angles. The
back corner of the building, closest up against the hillside, was the most
intact and that is where they had had their encounter earlier that week.
The boys were nervous for the upcoming Choosing. They had heard the rumors, the
frightening stories, but they were
deliberately kept in the
dark about its true nature. They knew about Bottoms, of course, but they didn't have a clue what that meant. Well technically, they
knew it was fucking, sticking your dick in a butt, but why should you do that?
Only recently, they had discovered that a tingly feeling could be provoked when
they rubbed their stiff dicks until they felt a strange but strong sensation
that made them tremble. They loved the feeling, and repeated the rubbing
in their privacy of their beds.
Today, just two weeks before the Choosing, they had decided to go back to the
hiding place, and see what this fucking was all about. Emmett, however, was
aware of a strange sensation when thinking about going there with his friend,
and he wondered how it would feel, having someone touches him at his private
parts.
They scrambled up into the decaying structure. Emmett feigned having difficulty getting up onto the ledge, and Compton responded as anticipated, by gently but firmly putting his hands on his ass and giving a gentle push. Emmett blushed, which of course Compton couldn't see, and said,
"Touching my ass already? Can't wait, huh?"
Compton flashed a beaming grin and he just chuckled. "Oh, I'll be touching it alright..."
When they reached the back corner, they stood awkwardly waiting for the other
to start.
"I think we should get our pants down," Compton began, and unbuttoned his
trousers.
Emmett
followed swiftly and in seconds, both boys were bare below the waist, their
boners already jutting upwards in anticipation.
Purely on instinct, maybe educated by some vague stories from bragging older
boys, Compton took the lead, and gently pushed Emmett towards a beam and made
him bent over. He spat some saliva in his hands and lubed the white crack
between the buns before him and his now raging cock.
When he adequately has lubed his member, Compton began to part the smaller boy's glistening cheeks. He revealed the pink entrance in between, smiling at the saliva trickling from the pretty hole. Compton didn't hesitate for a second to fuck his prize, slowly but firmly sliding his member into Emmett's most secret place.
With
a sigh, Emmett felt the dick opening his ass. It felt warm. A sting of pain in
the beginning, but that feeling was quickly replaced
by the more agreeable feeling of Compton's warm member going in and out and
back again.
Compton was in bliss. Now he understood why everybody was so excited about
fucking. This warm feeling around his dick. This
tingling feeling, here it is again, and before Compton realized it, he came
with a loud grunt.
"Wow," Compton gasped. That was intense.
Although he had rather sat back and enjoy the feeling a bit longer, Compton let his now deflating dick slip out of Emmet's ass, turned his back to Emmett and looked over his shoulder, saying,
"Your turn. I want to know how this feels as well."
Emmett eagerly lined up, pushed and even before he was completely in, he felt that strong, new tingly feeling again, stronger than before when he just rubbed his dick. He just managed to get his cock completely in Compton's tight ass before he orgasmed with a deep grunt.
"Man, you're quick" uttered Compton, surprised, "That good, huh?"
Emmett only could nod his head. If this was the fucking that boys talked about, then he had no fear for the coming Choosing.
In
the next week, however, things didn't go quite as
Emmett and Compton had anticipated.
How they had discovered it remained unknown, but a Schneider and a Mackey boy
got wind of the intimate encounter of Emmett and Compton in the empty building,
and the word spread.
With a reputation as boys who already engaged in fucking, at their free will
even, Emmett and Compton were easy targets, and at the Choosing, they got all
votes except one: Compton's older brother did the only thing he could do, but
his vote for another boy did not help Compton.
Unfortunately for Emmett and Compton, the public
initiation fucking was nowhere near as gentle and caring as their first fuck
together.
It took them a couple of days, and some exchanges with the experienced Bottoms, to get accustomed to their new role, and they managed to get boys being gentle. Well, many of them.
*****
The 1880's was an era full of changes. Alan's timely divestment of his Pony Express shares paid off, and their business with the now rapidly growing town of Kansas City flourished.
Alan, now in his seventies, had established the Mackey Trust, holding all his land, some of the best hunting and fishing grounds for many miles around, properties and trading rights.
He had the Trust structured in a way that rights to use the land, to own and sell buildings on the land and trades from his businesses always will remain in the Trust, and that the Board of the Trust was in charge of granting or refusing rights to Mackeys.
He had set clear rules by which the board had to govern the proceeds of the assets and the rules for the Mackey Community, including the special one, being that every member of his community would ensure their sons would participate in a Selection Ceremony held every year.
Being a Mackey by blood or marriage, following traditions, making a substantial contribution to the community and no criminal record were the main criteria to be a member of the extended Mackey clan. It took some creativity from the lawyers to come up with an acceptable description of "tradition" – well, acceptable for non-Mackeys that is. They managed to include in the "tradition" participating in a Choosing and serving a term as Bottom, being considered a "substantial contribution to the community".
He also set some basic rules for the Choosing, the eligible ages, terms of duty and punishments for breaches. He introduced sucking boys as part of the initiation as well, much appreciated by the voters who now had a far bigger chance of getting some fun at the annual Choosing.
And, remembering young William's suffering as first bottom and him desperately looking for a wife after so many years of being used as a bottom, he introduced a robust support system for Bottoms, to help them with housing, education, health- and childcare as a reward for their community service.
However kind these rules were intended, shrewd businessman as he was, Alan had instituted that the main share that gives the veto rights in the Board, remained in his clan. More specifically, it remained with the second son of the second son, himself being the second son of Thomas Mackey, succeeded by his second son Jedidiah Alan Mackey and after him his second grandson David Alan Mackey, and so on, provided there is a second son.
In his final years, Alan worked closely with Henry and Jed to strengthen the grip of the Trust on the lands and executed some important land swaps, enhancing his position in Gasconade County and westwards to the Osage River, all the way to the wooded hills in the south near Bagnell.
This brought the Trust in conflict with the State, who disputed some old claims Alan had taken over from early French trappers' offspring. He prepared Henry and Jed for a very long fight, and hired the best lawyers from St. Louis and even the East Coast to support the Mackey claims.
The Blue Wristband
The Mackey tribe expanded substantially with almost all families having four or more children. In 1880, Jed's daughter Esther married a Richter boy, and in 1891, William's daughter Mary-Ann married a Weiberg boy, infinitely entwining the Richter and Weiberg families into the Mackey clan.
By
the mid 90's there were about 85 families living in the area, and with about 40
boys in the age between 11 and 17, the usual one or two Mackey Community
Bottoms chosen each year for a term of 3 to 4 years turned out to be too few.
Besides this, because of the increased distances between the settlements, not
every boy got the opportunity to make use of the Bottoms. Although the
tradition made all boys go through a Choosing, some boys hardly knew who the available Bottoms were.
And so it came to pass that one day in 1894 four
Mackey boys were wandering along the rolling hills at the River Bend and met
two boys they thought to recognize as Mackeys, cousins from across the river.
When one of the four boys whispered that he thought one of the other boys was a
recently selected Bottom, the four approached them, and told the boy identified
as Bottom that they wanted to fuck him.
The boy in question loudly protested, supported by his friend, but since they
were outnumbered, it was not for long that the boy was bent over a fallen tree
with his trousers down, receiving four Mackey dicks in his butt.
This would not have been an issue in Mackey-country, if the boy were a Mackey
Bottom. But unfortunately, the boy wasn't a Bottom, he
wasn't even a Mackey.
Hence, a fierce feud between two families began, and it took many heated
discussions, some money and more than a few whacks on the boy's butts to calm
it down.
The
Board understandably was worried that these situations might arise more often
with the growing population and increasing territory. They had to solve the
problem of the anonymity of Bottom boys, and they came up with the idea to have
all Mackey Community Bottoms wear a signal or something so that everybody that
went through a Choosing will know, but guys that
didn't, won't know.
The Board had heard tales of a Pennsylvanian Dutch tradition to signal a house
where an available, unmarried girl lived, by painting a fence post blue. So they chose a blue bracelet to wear by all Mackey
Community Bottoms once they were turned at a Choosing from 1894 on, to make the
Mackey Community Bottoms easier to recognize for those Mackeys who knew what to
look for. A custom that still exists today.
The Choosing was now a
well-established tradition amongst the Mackey, Weiberg, Richter
and Schneider families.
Boys from 11, 12 years old got nervous weeks before the Choosing ceremony would be held, usually in the last week of June, but always
before Independence Day.
The Choosing became quite an event. In the previous Choosings, there were just
8 to 12 boys, but over the years their numbers increased, and now any number
between 25 and 40 boys showed up for the voting. It became an annual spectacle.
Back then in the old days, most boys knew what was happening, the undressing, the poking at their butts, the voting and the public fucking of the new Bottoms, but around the turn of the century, the whole ceremony became more secretive.
Yes, they informed the boys about what being a Bottom essentially meant, and what was to be expected from a Community Bottom. But no details about the ceremony itself were given and at some point only boys who went through a Choosing – and the parents, of course – knew who was a Bottom and who wasn't. The blue wristband was a sign only for the initiates.
For
Cody Weiberg, the son of William's daughter Mary-Ann, this Choosing event was
one spooky, frightening prospect.
His father had told him a few things about the infamous 1874 Choosing he went
through, and how he was saved by the picking of David, Josh
and Shawn.
Cody now knew that fucking could be part of it, but frankly, he had no idea
what fucking actually meant. Yeah, putting your dick in someone, but that is it.
That
fateful day, Cody went with his dad to the Choosing ceremony in the old barn,
technically informed, but emotionally unprepared.
And just like Cody, the other six boys on the list were shocked when they had
to undress, stand in a circle to be touched, poked in the butt, and fondled by
about 25 older boys to the point where they all had erections, and then await the
verdict. The result of the counting of the votes for two new Community Bottoms:
Cody was chosen.
For his initiation as a Mackey Community Bottom, Douglas and Spencer Richter, his twin cousins who were both turned at the Choosing the previous year, were given the honor.
He was the second new Bottom to be initiated that day and he had just witnessed for the first time in his life someone being fucked. He now knew what was to come. And in a trance, unaware of the world around him he went to the bench.
Cody stood there, bent over the bench, braced up with his arms, shaking with nerves as he waited there for the inevitable. Then he felt it, something warm and big pushing at his hole, sniffing around like a big pig looking for acorns. It felt much too big to go into him and his hole refused to let it in.
"Relax Cody, push out a bit like you're having a shit," Douglas soothed.
He tried and it sort of worked, then Douglas grabbed Cody's dick and balls and squeezed them, causing him to jump backwards in in shock, followed by crying out "AHHH FUCK!" as Douglas' dick head slipped in.
"Darn, that hurts, are you all the way in?" Cody grumbled.
"Sorry cousin, it's just the tip, though in theory that's the worst bit. I'll be very slow and gentle getting all the way in."
Cody winced as little by little Douglas moved forward until eventually he could feel Douglas' pubes tickling his bum and Douglas' balls touching his ass cheeks. Douglas was all the way in.
It didn't take very long before Douglas started fucking Cody at a steady pace, thrusting inwards deeper and deeper each time.
Suddenly, with a big grunt and cry, Douglas came in him and Cody realized he had been truly fucked for the first time. Douglas pulled out quickly and let Spencer take his place. Cody suddenly felt empty, but only for a second or two, as Spencer was there already, pushing all the way in quickly with the lube and his brother's cum helping him go balls deep straight away. Cody winced slightly but Spencer was soon up and thrusting.
"Fuck.....sooo.....tight...." he sighed.
He started to pound Cody a bit harder than his brother did, Cody found himself pushing back a bit as Spencer thrusted, which made Spencer's dick head hit the bit that made Cody jump. He could hear a loud groan from Spencer and a moaning from someone who he realized was himself, and as Spencer pumped his dick in and out, he started to feel something deep inside him, the beginnings of an orgasm.
"Shit,
am I going to cum from being fucked?" Cody thought.
He started to lose control, pushing back harder as Spencer fucked him harder,
he started to feel it coming.
Too late, he wasn't going to be able to control it, suddenly Cody saw stars and screamed "FUUCKKKKKKKKKK!" as he shot loads of cum on the floor, his hole squeezing on to Spencer which set him off, shooting a second load of cum in Cody with a loud grunt.
Cody stood there, bent over, cum dripping out his bum where he had been fucked twice, cum dripping from his dick, a load of cum he had shot on the floor. He felt embarrassed and humiliated; he had ejaculated while his cousin was fucking him.
"Am I a homo? Am I going to cum every time? How embarrassing that would be," Cody thought with a strike of panic on his face.
Douglas told him not to worry, "You're not the first boy to cum from being fucked. All that stimulation is sometimes too much. It has happened to almost all of us Bottoms, it's not every time. It is one of the good bits of being fucked, though. I guess two big dicks in a row are enough to set you off!"
When the boys and the dads in the barn cheered at the initiation of the two new Bottom boys, Cody snapped out of his trance. He looked straight into his dad's face and realized that his dad had witnessed front-row the fucking of his son by his twin cousins. Cody wondered if he ever would be able to look his dad in the eyes again.
His head was completely empty when he walked back home with his dad and the twins. He did not even notice when the happily chattering twins proudly compared their blue bracelets with his own new one.
The only thing he felt was some wetness oozing out of his butt.
From the Roaring Twenties to the War
Following the Great War and the return of the men who fought in Europe, the Mackey Community slowly adapted some of the more worldly morals of the Roaring Twenties.
Many Mackeys transformed from hardworking countrymen to shrewd businessmen with high sex drives and the morals of an alley cat.
Well, not many Mackeys, some of them.
Or just maybe a handful.
Still, things were changing.
The biggest changes were the land swaps with the Federal Government and the State.
What had started in 1912 with the first plans and works on the dam for the Hydroelectric Plant not far from the Mackey land in the south near Bagnell, has now turned into a drastic evacuation program because of the inundations.
The Mackey Trust sold many plots of land it owned along the riverbanks to the Federal government. Some plots were swapped against Federal or State lands downstream, but some strategic plots up-hill were kept, much to the chagrin of the State. Both Mackey Trust and the State knew that once the dam was ready, these lands would be very valuable for developers as waterfront real estate. It was the start of a long legal fight, which eventually was brought to the Supreme Court, many years later.
But the expansion of the territories and the increase of the population made the Board take its most drastic decision.
In 1925, the Trust divided the assets in two Territories, one in the north up to where the Osage and the Missouri joined, and one following the Osage river south, ending near the dam and down to Linn Creek.
The introduction of easily available cars and the construction of roads made life for many Mackeys a lot easier. It prevented losing the benefits of one, tightknit community with their old but still strong traditions, despite the separation in two Territories.
Although the traditions
themselves did not change much, the rules for the Choosing were
adjusted to reduce excesses. Up until 1925, there was no set rule on
ages to be eligible for being chosen as a Bottom, just
between 11 and 21, in practice this amounted to 12 and 14, sometimes 15. But when Lee Mackey, Emmett's third son was chosen to be
Bottom in 1909, he had just turned 11. Being a late bloomer, he
physically and mentally was still a kid with no signs of puberty.
The poor kid was turned nevertheless and had to endure a public fucking and subsequently
was quite extensively used, mainly because of his prepubescent, girlish
features.
Only after he was dismissed as Bottom after 3 years of service, the effects it had had on him became clear. The poor boy had developed a completely distorted vision of the world, the community and of what was right and what was wrong in social interaction with people.
When he was almost 20 and became acquainted with a girl with angelic patience, he slowly adapted a socially acceptable behavior.
In
October 1925, the Board set the rule that no boy younger than twelve may
participate in a Choosing, and even then, the boy should have at least some
clear signs of beginning puberty.
This new rule was set after the 1925 Choosing, when Nathaniel, the son of Lee was chosen, also at the age of 11. Like his father before
him, he was nowhere near the beginning of puberty, had the body of a
10-year-old child, and no interest in sex whatsoever.
After the first cheerful messages about his tasty butt, complaints started to accumulate. The poor boy did not have a clue why boys wanted to shove their dicks in his butt, and apart from the initial pain, he felt just used, degraded, and he drove all the fun out of fucking him by crying from the beginning until the end.
Before the first month of his tour of duty was over, the Board gave him an exemption for life. Luckily, for Nathaniel his torment had not lasted as long as his fathers' had.
What
became clear, however, was that since the beginning of the Choosing, in every
generation of boys in Charles Mackey's clan, at least one Bottom boy was chosen from that clan. First William, then his son
Emmett followed by Emmett's son Lee, and now Nathaniel.
This was a striking difference from the Alan Mackey clan, where only Jed's son
David ever had been chosen as Bottom, and primarily in revenge because of his
misbehavior.
In Mackey-country the Alan-clan boys got the reputation of top-males, whereas the Charles clan boys earned the disputable reputation of bottom-males.
In the next two years the Board amended the rules for the Choosing again, albeit not dramatically.
Over the years, the Mackeys developed a tradition of not talking with the Mackey boys who had not participated yet about the details of the Choosing. This secrecy has grown to be a valued part of the rite of passage. Now it was set as a rule for everyone.
Basically, nothing is said about the Choosing and Community bottoms, but if necessary, only the essential education in preparation of a Choosing was allowed and should be about the basics of being a bottom, but none of the procedures of the Choosing, customs and experiences could be discussed.
In addition, it was no longer allowed to stimulate the boys on the Choosing line to orgasm. The initial playful touching has ended up with an increasingly frequent public sexual stimulation and ejaculations in the last few years.
An interesting new development was a renewed contact with the Mackey tribes in
Indian Spring in the East. Previously, the only reason for traveling there was when
an important clan member had passed away. Now traveling had become much easier
by train and car, some of the Board members traveled to Indian Spring to visit
their distant cousins for more leisurely reasons as well.
Interestingly enough, some exchanges in customs took place as well. The Indian Spring Mackeys adapted the idea of using the blue bracelets, as had been the tradition in the West since 1894. On their turn, the Missouri Mackeys adapted the idea of forming a counsel of older boys to govern the Choosing ceremony, implement Board rules, and decide on petitions for exemptions.
*****
The end of the decade came with a bang. The Wall Street Crash set an economic downturn in motion in the whole nation. The Great Depression affected nearly every aspect of the economy.
But the Hydroelectric Power Plant project, once considered the biggest disaster for the Mackeys and their Trust, now became the Blessing.
After many years of legal fight, the US Supreme Court had ruled that the Trust indeed had lost some rights to their land, but should be compensated with both cash and new land rights.
And not only this ruling was good for the Mackeys, employment during the lengthy construction of the dam in the Osage River proved to be a boost to many Mackey families in the area, as well as the hundreds of workers attracted from other areas of the country. The new land rights would also turn out to be the source of great wealth for the Mackey Trust as the new formed lake was a well-desired spot for developers.
Over the years, The Alan Mackey clan and the Charles Mackey clan grew to be the most extensive clans, closely followed by the somewhat smaller Richter clans. The Schneider and Weiberg clans, however, remained relatively small because their offspring was significantly more often female, and they married into the Mackey or Richter clans.
As in the rest of nation, daily life in Mackey-country changed, albeit at a moderate pace. What did not change was the contribution from the clans to the Choosing. The Alan Mackey clan didn't have one single Bottom since David Alan in 1874, whereas the Charles clans still offered at least one boy almost every year to the community.
In 1934 Nathaniel, the Charles Mackey clan boy who has been Bottom for only one month when he was turned at age 11, now had married, and within two years, he fathered a daughter, Dorothy, and a son, Robert. That same year, Thomas Alan Mackey, Second Son of the Second Son, had also married and got a son, David, in the same month that Nathaniel got Dorothy. In 1937 his second son was born, Richard Alan.
Life in the two Mackey Territories was quite uneventful, but good. Only very few ventured off into the world outside the Mackey-country.
Most of those who left, were the young men drafted for the Second World War in Europe and the Pacific. Several Mackey, Richter, Schneider and Weiberg men went, and some of them never returned, leaving a scar of sorrow in the community.
During these years, the kids of
Thomas Alan and Nathaniel grew up together and became friends. They played at
each other's homes, had sleepovers and sometimes it was as if it didn't matter where they stayed for dinner or to sleep.
Compared with the world outside, Mackey-country was a safe and quiet place for
the kids.
But the adults knew better. Shocked by the war reports
in the cinema and the newspapers, and occasionally a telegram that plunged yet
another family into deep mourning, they felt there was no place for voluptuous
traditions.
Although Choosings were never officially abolished, from 1942 until two years after the war in the Pacific ended, no Choosing took place. As the world was illuminated with the flashes of atomic bombs being tested, a new Council was formed that revived the tradition.
The first post-war Choosing was a bit unusual.
With so many boys past the age of 12 who had never gone through a Choosing, the recently installed new Council didn't know where to start.
About 125 families lived in the North and South Mackey Territories. There were 7 boys aged 12 in 1947 – Thomas Alan's son David was one of them -, while about 40 boys older than 12 never went through a Choosing. This raised the issue of who had to go on the list: all these 40 boys, or only the 12-year-olds? And if they put only these seven boys on the list, could the others vote, or even be present?
The Council gathered all the boys who never had gone through a Choosing to let them have their say, and after a heated debate, it was decided that going on the list was voluntary. At the end of the meeting all boys aged 12 and 13, and most 14 year olds volunteered, and even several 15 and 16 year olds drew their name on the list. Only 8 of the older boys didn't sign up.
After they learned about the 1947 Choosing, many parents suspected that Board members of the Mackey Trust had influenced their boys, or even threatened them to participate.
The parents not only learned about the volunteering afterwards, they also found out something even worse. It was only when the boys returned home, some of them looking flustered and walking a little limp, that they were informed that the 1947 Choosing had already taken place instantly after the meeting.
It remained a mystery how the Council did it, even until today. But the rumor goes that the boys were persuaded by the promise that
the new Bottoms would not be initiated by being fucked in public at the
Choosing, but instead that the 8 boys not volunteering for the Choosing would
be fucked, as the only way for them to earn the full Mackey status, as if they
would have been subject to a Choosing.
This Choosing stirred some anger in the community, accusing the Board of setting favorable rules, but all was quickly calmed when it became clear that even Thomas Alan Mackey's twelve-year-old son David had participated at the risk of being bottomed.
All this happened unnoticed by Thomas' and Nathaniel's other kids. So it was a kind of surprise for Nathaniel's son Robert to learn one morning that he was on the list for the 1948 Choosing. Robert was truly shocked when his father told him the essentials of a Choosing, including the fact that his father had gone through a Choosing and even has been bottomed, just as his Uncle Carter.
That afternoon, Robert went to his friends David and Richard to share the news.
"You
guys ever heard of Choosing?" he asked.
Richard gazed at him, not understanding what he was talking about, but David
interrupted,
"Hush, you're not supposed to speak about that in the open. Didn't your dad tell you?"
"Oh yeah, sorry. But I can't believe this, and I need help, you are my friends!" he exclaimed almost in panic.
"OK, I'll help you, but we cannot speak here," David offered, nodding unobtrusively at Richard.
"What's that all about?" Richard bristled, feeling that there was something at hand but being kept out.
"A Mackey thing for older boys," David sneered at him, "you're not old enough."
"Like you are the big boy, I'm almost as tall as you!" Richard yelled angry and left.
"Pfew," David muttered, "that was close. You really must keep this quiet, you know. We're not allowed to talk about Choosings when someone is around who has not been through one. I'm not even allowed to tell you anything about this, not even now you're on the list."
Robert sat speechless and started trembling in fear.
"So it is true that they choose boys to fuck them?" he mumbled in sheer unbelieve.
"Yep."
"And you've been there?"
"Yeah, last year."
"And they fucked you?"
"No, I wasn't chosen, some other boys were."
"But I don't want to. Can you help me get out? Please?"
"Sorry, but I can't. You can opt out yourself, I've been told, but then you will be cast out of the Mackey Community, like being shunned or something."
"Please, David, what can I do? I'm afraid. I don't want to be fucked."
"I know, nobody wants to, but there is nothing you can do about it. And from what I know, it's not that bad."
"Really?" Robert asked hopefully.
"Yeah, I think so. You cannot tell anybody what I'm going to tell you, promise?" David replied in a conspiratorial tone.
"I promise."
"Well, the Choosing is about picking a few boys and making them doing sex things with other boys. I mean, like being fucked in the butt by other boys, or giving them blowjobs and all. They make you stand up bare naked and other boys have a look at you, and squeezing your butt, fiddling with your balls and dick." David looked at Robert to see his reaction. Robert had turned pale, his mouth open.
"And then they vote, and the boys with the most votes will be bottom."
"And that's it?"
"Well, I've been there last year and that was the first Choosing since ages, so it was a bit different from previous ones they said, yeah, last year that was it for the new bottom boys."
But when Robert let out a sigh from relieve, David continued, "however, usually the new bottoms will be initiated, they said. Last year they didn't because it was the first after so many years."
"Initiated?" asked Robert, worried again.
"Yep. That is being fucked in the butt when everyone is looking."
"That happened at your Choosing?"
"Not with the new Bottoms, but there were 8 other boys who got fucked instead."
Robert was ready to start crying.
"I've talked with some of the boys who got plugged. They said that it would only hurt a bit in the beginning, but then it is sort of OK. And I know from the Bottoms themselves that it is OK. They don't like it, but they can live with it."
"You know Bottoms?"
"Sure. I'm not allowed to tell who is one, you've not been through a Choosing remember, but I visit Bottoms, so I know how they feel."
"You visit Bottoms? Like, fucking them?" Robert asked amazed.
David only nodded. "They do blowjobs as well, you know, sucking your dick until you squirt. I like that almost as much as pegging one."
The boys sat silent for a long time, taking in all these things that changed, or will be changing their lives.
"I gotta go," Robert said, "I need to process this alone. But thanks for telling me. I'll keep it a secret. I promise."
The 1948 Choosing was quite an event.
Last year, only a few people knew about a Choosing being held, not even the boys themselves knew when they attended the meeting.
This year, everyone knew. Even girls were aware of what was going on.
There were 8 boys on the list, Robert was one of them. An astonishing number of 85 boys came to vote. This was a record turnout, and it made the Council a bit nervous. They hardly fitted in the barn that traditionally they used for the Choosing.
The Choosing itself was quite a spectacle, albeit at some moments a bit boring: because it was the first regular Choosing since a long time, the Board of the Mackey Trust told the Council to educate all the boys properly on the tradition and the rules. So they spent almost an hour to explain the rules.
There were exciting moments at the Choosing, of course. After the long sermon about rules, the voting boys were more than happy to come forward, touching the boys they could vote for, fondling their dicks, spreading the white butt-cheeks, and poking in the exposed holes. The Council had to step up more than once to stop voters from masturbating the boys to climax.
Robert was nervous, but after his chat with David about the Choosing, he knew what was to come, unlike the other boys.
Although he knew about the nakedness and the touching, he was horrified when he stood there and boys began stroking his cock, making it hard in front of everyone. When he noticed that there were more voters coming to poke his butt than other boy's butts, he started to worry. They even complimented him, saying what a great-ass-to-fuck he had.
By the time they had counted the votes, he knew that he had a big chance to be chosen.
He got turned, indeed.
This year the council had considered to pick four boys to make up the shortage in Bottom supply after some years without Choosing. Parents, who would rather not see this restarted tradition ending in an orgy-like fuck-fest, fiercely disputed that. Therefore, they had picked three boys, Dylan Richter, Lucas Mackey and Robert Mackey.
The waiting voters got what they came for. Well, at least the show part of it. Six voters really got what they hoped for. When they were asked to come forward to initiate the Bottoms, three to receive a blowjob and three to take the Bottom's cherries, the whole congregation went crazy.
Each boy was asked to lube the Bottom they were going to fuck and get him ready.
Fourteen-year-old Bill Weiberg was given the honor to be the first to deflower a Bottom this year, and with a very large quantity of Vaseline, he greased Robert's crack and pushed his slicky finger deep in his hole.
"OK great, I think that's enough," Bill beamed with a cocky grin.
Robert knew then that the time had come. He got himself bent over, his elbows on the bench and his bum up in the air. Bill moved behind him, looking at him apprehensively. The little round plumb butt revealed itself to his eyes, and he could not help but smile. In a few seconds, he would finally taste the pleasure of sticking his dick in this cute little bum.
He grabbed his cock, which was dripping with pre-cum and Vaseline, and lined up against the kid's hole.
"I'm going in," he warned Robert.
Slowly Bill inserted himself between the Robert's pale cheeks, and his cock pushed against the ring, which resisted for a few seconds. Then he finally got the tip inside, followed by a few inches of his cock. The inside was warm and tight, as good as he had imagined. It was especially the sight of his dick disappearing in the kid's bum that turned him on greatly, and he found it hard not to cum straight away.
He managed anyway, leaving his throbbing member deep in the submissive boy's ass for a few seconds without moving. Then he started a slow penetration, letting young Robert getting used to his cock.
This was no picnic for young Robert, as he felt the massive cock fill his insides. Nevertheless, he had to endure; he realized what it meant to be a Bottom boy. He bit his lips to handle the pain better. Once the hardest part was over, the pain eventually faded away, and he felt more comfortable. The teenager now held him by the hips, and fucked him more vigorously. His cock went in and out of Robert's ass multiple times, an almost mind-blowing sight for the audience, given the size difference of the two boys.
The tight grip of Robert's hole around Bill's cock was almost painful. Bill just relished with great pleasure, feeling his cock well buried in the warm depth of the young boy's ass.
This was absolutely not how Robert had imagined himself he would lose his virginity, a few weeks ago. He hung his head, while Bill pounded away in his but.
"You're so fucking tight man," Bill murmured. "You feel it, deep in your ass? he asked.
Bill was overwhelmed with wild desire, and felt like a different man. He withdrew his cock, and turned the kid over, laying him with his back on the bench, before sticking the boy's legs to his neck. The boys in the audience cheered loud in appreciation of this move. Bill smiled proudly, but Robert closed his eyes in shame.
Fortunately, Robert was quite flexible, and managed to keep both legs at level with his head without too much difficulty. And so Bill managed to get a good look at the young boy's gaping hole, and pushed his cock back into the inviting butt. This way he could see Robert's gaze and his facial expressions as he fucked him, and it turned him on even more. He continued like this for long minutes, fully enjoying this hard fucking session.
Bill couldn't hold on anymore, he was so turned on by this obscene position.
So he tucked his cock deep inside Robert, and deposited his cum right in the boy's ass, who felt the liquid invade his insides. Once his balls completely drained, he took his dick out, and stepped back, raising his arms in victory.
The crowd cheered and applauded, making some as funny intended lame jokes about Robert's pretty, but now thoroughly plowed butt.
"Oh damn, that was soooo good," Bill sighed.
As soon as the other two boys had their cherries popped, and the Choosing ceremony was closed, Robert ran for the bathroom to clean himself. He had no pain, only a numb feeling in his hole, and he felt humiliated, but other than that, he seemed to have taken it well.
Weeks went on and Robert slowly got used to his new role as a Mackey Community Bottom.
Although David and Robert tried to keep Richard away when they talked about the Choosing and Robert's activities as Bottom, Richard got wind of something special that must have happened, and he couldn't stop preying to find out what that was. Annoyed, the two older boys sent him away.
While Richard pouted that he was left out of something big that involved Robert, David and Bill enjoyed Robert as much as they could.
More often than not, the two boys showed up together at Robert's house to have a go at him.
"You two again?" Robert said a bit annoyed when his sister Dorothy guided the boys to his room when they once again came to play.
"Problem?" asked Bill.
"Well you've both fucked me already this week and this looks like you're both about to do me again," he said with a weary look as he started to strip off. Both boys grinned and nodded in agreement and started to take their clothes off as well.
Robert was already naked by the time they got down to their pants.
"Doesn't matter how many times I see it, I still love looking at your nice tight ass" David grinned. "And your dick is definitely as cute as it always is, I was about to say the nicest I've seen."
Bill added smiling, "yeah, that ass looks pretty fuckable to me," causing Robert to blush. He was not used to people talking about him like that, let alone his best friend!
Bill carefully lubricated his dick with Vaseline and pointed it at Robert.
"That dickhead looks interesting, doesn't it? Bet that feels good scraping your insides eh Rob?" David said with a wink.
Robert smiled slightly despite himself. It felt a bit strange and embarrassing to be talking so openly about being fucked. Still, that is what he was there for, so he moved things on.
That year, the two boys spent many sessions watching each other while they took turns plugging Robert's ass. They thought it was fun for each to see their buddy turned to get bottomed, not so much caring about how Robert felt.
Over time, many a boy from the Mackey Community traveled the way to Robert's house to enjoy him.
Worst of all, he began clearly enjoying all of this, extremely vocally as well...
With one or two boys at a minimum visiting Robert daily, it was impossible to find some time when nobody was around when had their activities. With only thin walls separating his room from his parents' and sister's rooms, everyone had to endure the moaning and groaning when he got pegged.
One day, after David had finished his homework, he went to Robert to get some relieve from hormonal tensions that had built up.
David greeted Robert and his mum and asked Robert if he was available.
Robert's mum turned and smiled at him
"Bedtime would be an hour. Plenty of time for some fun together," then turning to Robert, "but try to keep the noise down though, it's like a bloody zoo upstairs sometimes with all the grunting and groaning. There's nothing wrong with having sex in the house, it's not like me and your dad don't do it, but for god's sake we don't all need to hear it," she said to Robert with a smile.
"Yeah, thanks Mum, that's what I wanted to hear." Robert mocked when the boys went upstairs.
Robert's parents had long ago decided that two children were enough for them. But the grunts and groans coming from Robert's room didn't help, it was clear that they got horny themselves from all this.
Within a couple of months after Robert was turned and filled the house with the voluptuous sounds of boys fucking him, his mother got pregnant and in 1949 another boy, Andrew was born.
Because Robert's term was three years, the sounds he made while being plugged didn't stop after his baby brother was born. So, again, his parents couldn't help themselves when hearing their boy being fucked almost every day, and in 1950 it was no surprise that his mom was pregnant again.
Finally,
the day of the Choosing 1949 approached where Richard Alan would become a
Mackey.
He was upset at first that nobody, neither his dad, nor his brother nor his
brother's best friend Robert had told him anything about this. Now he had gone
through a Choosing and had witnessed three boys being turned and got their cherries popped, his hormonal Mackey heritage came
to bloom. While he was at the stage with theother
boys who were up for the selection he never had even one moment he could be
selected. A boy in his position within the clan, who would
dare to challenge him. Instead, he looked around, saw how other boys
were fondled, made fun of and popped boner. It turned him on, especially when
the selected boys were initiated.
It was only two days after the ceremony when David and Richard visited Robert
for the first time together. Robert suspected that the two
brothers from the Alan clan from now on would be his most regular visitors, and
without being asked he got on the bed on all fours ready to take David in his
mouth, and as he did so, he felt Richard lube up his hole and before he knew it,
he had the brothers at both ends.
Richard appreciated his Mackey privilege and he used Robert as much as David and Bill did, maybe even more.
What Richard didn't realize was that his frequent visits of the Bottoms, especially Richard, didn't go unnoticed.
He was not abusing boys, or threating them wrong, but the sheer frequency went beyond the average of other Mackey boys. His reputation was going downhill.
Although Richard could not help it, his dad's and granddad's behavior was rubbing off on him. As the senior in the Trust, Colin Alan, in his seventies, was not very empathetic. On several occasions, he let the strict rule prevail over the human kindness that had been a distinctive Mackey (and Schneider/Weiberg) feature of the previous patriarchs. However, he owned Mackey Land, so no one dared to stand up against him. And Thomas Alan took after his father in that respect. They were not real bad men, but they certainly gave the impression that they ruled like the old kings, the kings that made their ancestors fled their home and country to start a new, free life across the ocean.
All this reflected on Richard without him even realizing this. He just happily fucked his way through the bottoms as he thought a true Mackey should do, instead of using his hands occasionally.
Because of the power and wealth in the Alan clan, and the two somewhat grumpy old alpha males at the top of the chain, nobody ever said something about it. But they increasingly felt that even (or especially) a young Second Son of a Second Son should display some modesty instead of just rutting around in other boys' butts. Sure, it was within his rights, but still.
And so, the seeds were sown for Richard's future, or rather his second son, the boy next in line of what many Mackeys now mockingly called "The Throne".
To be continued...