Mackey Tales: The Lost Tribes of The West – Simon A. Mackey 1
This story is about sex between boys. It's a total fantasy. The usual warning yadayadayada applies. However, you've made it to Nifty/gay/young-friends, so you'd know by now and I won't repeat.
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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.
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Simon's Choosing, summer 1975
Prelude
The last week of June had approached quickly. With not too much homework to do, and teachers already anticipating a quiet summer, it has been a relaxed period for the kids. Now school is closed and everybody enjoyed summer vacation. Simon had celebrated his 13th birthday just a week before school closed, and they had thrown a big party, with lots of friends and cousins – even some very distant cousins from Ohio – coming over. Simon knew they weren't here just for `a' party, but for `the' party. He didn't go to the Choosing last year, but now he was 13, he had to. The party was fun though, but still he had the feeling that everybody was checking him out as if to weigh their options for bets on him to be selected as bottom.
He was uncertain about the whole situation. The Choosing was one of the biggest mysteries in Mackey country. Only the bare minimum was allowed to share with the boys who would go through a Choosing – and only just a few weeks before the Choosing. If they mentioned a Choosing at all, they made it sound more like an exiting game with a BBQ party than anything else.
He technically knew about "bottoms" and what that meant, but he wasn't let into the details yet since he didn't go through a Choosing. He was shocked when his dad filled him in a few weeks before his 12th birthday last year. His dad had explained what this Mackey tradition was all about. He understood the reasoning, sort of, and he agreed that boys should be kept from getting a girl pregnant. He'd read in the papers about the problems of teen pregnancy. But what laid ahead of him, this Mackey type of solution for the problem, he wasn't sure he agreed with that.
No, last year he decided not to go the Choosing that year, he could wait until he was 13. Even then, he thought, why would it be a good idea to have your butt plugged by a horny kid?
He was even more embarrassed when his dad told him last year that, after he turned 12, he should stay away from any sexual activities other than with his right hand, now he had decided to opt for the next Choosing. No sex with boys (and girls, of course), and more importantly, make sure that no Mackey tricked him into doing things, regardless how tempting. If he would have oral or anal sex with a Mackey boy, he certainly would be turned. This is definitely not a conversation he'd ever imagined to have with his dad.
Soon after this conversation, he discovered the joys of masturbation and rapidly became addicted. He pondered who was a Bottom, and what these boys did. He had no idea who might be one, and how to become one other than by "voting", or how it was to be one. It was a strange idea to know that most likely some of the boys in the school bus, in his class, maybe even a friend, might get fucked every day, without him knowing. And his older brother Matthew, who went through the Choosing two years ago, didn't spill, no matter how hard he tried.
Thinking about the upcoming 1975 Choosing, his stomach felt a little queasy. His dad had explained the Mackey tradition, that he was in the lineage of the Second Son of the Second Son and thus the future beneficial owner of the Mackey Trust that owned the land on which the clan had lived for ages, and which Simon as the new Second Son of the Second Son would inherit one day. He knew that his position in the Choosing was like any other boy, but boys from his lineage haven't been selected as Community Bottom for ages in a Choosing. The last one was over a hundred years ago. Still, he had heard some rumors, and noticed some boys looking at him appraisingly. And today, when he joined the boys to swim in Paul Graessle's lake, he tried to get some information, but even his best friends Henry and Connor who both went through the Choosing last year would not say anything, much to his frustration. Even when he asked why Cameron took off into the woods with some boys a couple of times, no one would tell him. But by their evasive reactions, he sensed that there was more to it than their answer "maybe they need to take a leak or something."
That night he laid in his bed, confused and nervous. Tomorrow is the Big Day. He tried not to worry too much. Just one night and one day, and the mental ordeal will over. But when his mom and dad both came to tuck him in that night and whispered encouraging words to ease his worries, he was at the point of crying. Tomorrow this time he will know. A free Mackey, or a Mackey bottom. Whatever that meant. No, the soothing words of his parents had little effect. He was about to throw up. 24 hours. He doubted he could catch any sleep tonight.
*****
On the other bed, Matthew turned on his side and looked at his younger brother, thinking of his own Choosing ceremony two years ago. He was 12 at the time of Choosing, well, 12½ actually, so his mom and dad thought he was old enough. Simon turned 12 only two weeks before the Choosing last year, and they judged him a bit too young to go. 13 would be better they thought.
Matthew still thought it was barbaric, this whole Choosing, especially the public breaking in. He understood the reasoning behind it, the protection of girls against horny boys, a rite of passage for the brotherhood, but why this peagant and voting? Why this humiliating fucking boys in public? OK, it was a bit less barbaric compared with what he learned about his Mackey cousins from Indian Spring in the East. Last year, when his distant cousin Jerry Mackey, who was bottomed in the 1973 Choosing in Indian Spring, was over to visit, he told Matthew the lurid details of the Indian Spring Choosing. They have 12 year olds bent over a trestle for hours on end, naked, not allowed to talk or move at the risk of being punished with a checkmark. And while here it's only one public fuck and one blowjob at the initiation, they did up to four, sometimes even more. Being a bottom here is never a punishment, unlike sometimes in Indian Spring.
Although Matthew had no signs that people were out to select him, he had been very nervous. He knew he had a bubble butt that triggered the occasional jokes, like "Hey you better watch out, with buns like these you might give people an idea at the Choosing". Annoying, but nothing more than that.
But Choosings are always unpredictable. Sometimes you worry and think you can see your being chosen coming for months ahead, and in the end you hardly get any votes. But sometimes rumors turn into reality, especially when a boy appears to have a bit gay mannerism, and more often than not when a boy is making too many sexual remarks – even unintentionally - and was gifted with nice bubble butt as well. These boys were almost sure to get a high number of votes and a had big chance of getting turned, and quite often at some point before the Choosing they knew it.
He himself had not been so much in danger for some reason, but his best friend Philip Richter was. Phillip must have expected that already, and he told Matthew softly crying how worried he was, a few days before their Choosing ceremony. Indeed, Philip was chosen, not with the most votes, but still. To his own astonishment, they even gave Matthew the honor to be the one to break Philip in making him officially a Community Bottom. He had to fuck his best friend in public at the Choosing ceremony. That was unheard of. Usually, they would hardly ever have new selected bottoms be publicly penetrated by friends - or enemies for that matter - just to avoid shame or revenge. Only later, he learned that Phillip himself had asked for Matthew to pop his cherry, as he trusted him to do it slowly and not hurting him, or bragging about it afterwards.
At first, Matthew didn't like it when he was given the honor to deflower his best friend. During the voting, he was next to Phillip all the time. They talked a bit to ease their nerves when the voting boys spread and squeezed their butt cheeks or fondled their balls. And when it was clear that Phillip had enough votes to be one of the 4 bottoms that year, and he was close to tears, he'd put his arm around Phillip to comfort him. It was strange, and very uncommon that after he and the other the non-chosen boys left the stage and already got dressed, the Master of the Ceremony asked Matthew to come back on stage, to participate in the final act of the Choosing ceremony: to pop his friend's cherry. But Phillip had asked for it. He really wanted it this way. Not just another cousin to plough his ass, but someone he cared for. So Matthew did it. He had never fucked someone before, or has been fucked. He just followed his instincts. He gently pushed his dick in the tight ass and making sure Phillip wasn't hurt when he started to fuck him. And it felt good. Real good. He took his friend's virginity, and lost his own at the same time.
Now Matthew was thinking about what was about to happen tomorrow. He had heard the rumors that lots of Mackey's were looking for the Second Son of the Second Son to be chosen, especially now he was enlisted for both the North as well as the South Territories. "That's two selections in one," Matthew pondered, "and this will mean that – when chosen - Simon had to serve two 3-year terms." With a shudder, Matthew realized that he`d be 19 when his last term ends if Simon had to service these terms sequentially. He wondered if Simon already suspected that his chances to be selected were high. Simon hadn't shown any worry so far, not even when he asked him, but he knew Simon usually kept to himself. He was worried for his little brother. "Still waters run deep", Matthew thought, "how would he take it if he got selected?" At 13, Simon is a tough boy, but having to serve as Community Bottom in Mackey land and having to bend over for virtually any horny Mackey boy who wants to relieve himself in your nice, warm hole, is not just any other thing. He took himself in to protect his little brother as much as he could, never leave him alone and let him be hurt.
*****
Usually there are no attempts to organize votes for a boy on a Choosing actively. So specific targeting – and certainly not as a kind of retribution or punishment - was quite uncommon and not appreciated. But once Mackeys rally to get one boy chosen, most of the times the boy ends up being chosen.
This year however, a lot of Mackeys had found a reason to target a boy. In recent years, there has been an influx of non-Mackeys in the Territories, mainly the South. The Trust had allowed developers to build holiday homes at the banks of the lake and in the surrounding hills, much to the dismay of the local Mackeys. Visitors during the holidays were more or less acceptable, but there were quite a few families staying as permanent residents and with their different life-style and lack of knowledge of the local traditions, they are considered a thread to the tight knit community.
The Trust had even let some families settle as farmers. A few of these new arrivals were Mackeys who had studied out of state, married outsiders there, and returned home. But there were also two families with no direct connection to the Mackeys who wanted to make a living here. The only thing they had in common with the Mackeys was their deep appreciation for family traditions, like they used to have in the remote, impoverished regions of the Appalachian Mountains where they came from.
It wasn't for long before the first new boys appeared at a Choosing, but so far, no new-comer has been chosen. Although the new residents had accepted the rules, they soon raised questions and made objections, much to the chagrin of the old clan members.
A month before the Choosing, Old Will Mackey sat with some friends in the pub, with a beer in front of him, complaining about just about everything. He had been one of the strongest opponents of the new developments in previous years, but now that serious questions were being asked about the Choosing, he had had enough.
"I can't see how some new folks can come in and just start questioning our rules and traditions," he growled over his beer to his lifelong friend Ted, "I mean, they just come here, get all the rights right away and then they're not satisfied with what they signed up for."
"I gotta agree with you, Will," his friend Dale Richter chimed in, "this is absolutely inappropriate. I don't like outsiders coming in and thinking they can change things just like that. And even worse, that the Board goes along with it too. They haven't even asked us what we think."
"Yeah, that Thomas and Richard think they can make just about anything here because they run the trust like kings without regard for others. Bratty Northerners."
"You know," Dale suggested, "maybe we should use the upcoming Choosing to make a point and teach that cocky Alan clan a lesson in humility"
"What do you have in mind?", Ted asked.
"Maybe it's time to select a kid from the Alan clan and be of service to the community"
"Mmm, maybe it's an idea, yes, Richard's second son is next this year, right?"
"Yep, and now that you mention it, the boy is the second son of the second son, mind you. That will make an impression when that boy is chosen," Old Will chuckled.
"You know," Ted suggested, "I'll ask Fred and Dylan's boys to go vote-gathering. It doesn't hurt to warm up voters to an Alan bottom, right?"
*****
Rumors about Simon's chances of being selected had also came to the attention of Simon's dad. Earlier that week, he had talked with his wife about it.
"I've heard some rumors too, do you think he could get chosen?" Amy asked.
"Well, you know, it doesn't happen very often, but if people are talking about a boy way before a Choosing, it more often than not turns out that the boy is selected. And there hasn't been a bottom boy from the line of the Second Son of the Second Son in a very long time", Richard answered. "I think the last and only one was my great-great-grandfather David Alan a hundred years ago. So, yes there is a likelihood that Simon could be chosen. Probably more than likely."
"But why now a Second Son of a Second Son in the Alan clan?" Amy asked, "why weren't your grandfather or father not chosen, or you or Matthew for that matter? You know, just wondering?"
"I'm not sure why, but our family line in the Mackey clans of the West has almost always been treated as special, almost as "untouchables", like royalty even. Maybe they just didn't dare. You know we're the owners and the beneficiaries of the Mackey Trust, so maybe they're scared. I have seen that before. But in these times people are more egalitarian, less accepting people getting away with exemptions or being spared just because a position they were born in."
Richard turned to his wife, and continued, "You ask me, Alan Mackey's descendants are overdue for a bottom. And Simon is the first in line now." He sighed. He had heard rumors about the Choosing, and picked up some words about revenge. He realized that his actions with the real estate deals and bringing in new families were not widely appreciated. Deep in his heart he knew that he fucked up, and because of that, Simon was likely be a target for revenge.
He knew that being a bottom is not meant to be a punishment; on the contrary, it's considered a family and clan honor. He knew every boy 12 or 13-year-old was up for it. No exceptions. But he realized that this Choosing could be a bit different. Thinking about his boy as a bottom made him shiver. However, the upside is, whatever the outcome from the Choosing will be, Simon will get his place forever amongst his Mackey cousins without anybody ever being able to challenge him on his position as Second Son of the Second Son amongst the Mackeys. He will need the credits when he is in charge of the Mackey Trust.
Despite his worries about Simon, he fondly remembered how he had enjoyed the bottoms in his days, especially his favorite and amongst all Mackeys very popular bottom, his close friend Robert Mackey. That boy was really wanted; sometimes boys were even sitting on the porch, waiting for their turn.
"Ah, Robert, he was good..." he mused, reliving the good old days. Robert was a boy from the Charles Clan, the clan notorious for having a bottom in literally every generation. And quite often happy bottoms, too. Robert's father was a bottom, and just last year, Robert's son Cameron had been chosen. The trail to Robert's house near the Bend was quite worn, and would be so for the next years, for that matter.
Richard had followed that trail many times. He even got a warning from the Community Board not to go too far by using Robert too much. Man, he was so horny those days, he easily walked half an hour just to get a blow job or to fuck Robert. On the way back home, he sometimes even made a detour to visit Ralph, a bottom from the Schneider clan not far from his house, and filled him with his semen as well. If that was anything to go by, there would be loads of guys running around the house on their way to or from Simon's room. If Simon is selected, of course. Bottoms were okay, as long as you're not one, he thought.
"And what about Matthew?" Amy asked.
"What about him?"
"Well, if Simon is a bottom, does Matthew get to use him as well?"
"Eh, yeah, just as any other boy"
"But he is his brother," she complained.
"How's that different?" Richard replied, "you know Ether and Colin's boys play with each other as well after their Tyler was bottomed last year. It happens all the time."
"I know that boys play, but I still don't really like Matthew putting his boner in Simon's rear end. I saw him last week in his briefs and he really filled them out. And it wasn't even an erection. Can't we ask him to see other bottom boys instead?" she suggested, "or ask him not to fuck Simon, maybe only sucking?"
"Well, we can always ask, but we cannot prevent him going down on his brother when he is horny. On the other hand, maybe we should not worry. We've seen many sticky socks and towels in the hamper and never noticed Matthew using a Mackey bottom, not even his best buddy Philip. Never heard anyone mentioning that he does, either, and you know you can't keep any secrets here. The only time I'm aware of when he did use a bottom, was when Will and Julie Mackey from Indian Spring came to visit us last year with their boy Jerry, you know, the Indian Spring Bottom boy. So, maybe he's not into boy-on-boy stuff."
"Yeah, you're probably right, let's not worry right now. Maybe Simon will not even be selected."
"Hope so, but we can't count on it"
To be continued...