Mackey Tales: The Lost Tribes of The West – Simon A. Mackey 10
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. Please have a look at the Introduction for reference.
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Nils
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Birthday sleepover party
"It's because I'm your friend, Si. I don't want to be like the others, fucking you just as a Community Bottom for my own pleasure. If I ever would have sex with you, it should be mutual, relaxed fun, not just that I fuck you because I'm horny and you're the Community Bottom. I can use any other Bottom for that, or my hand for that matter."
Simon sighed. He regretted that he'd pushed Tom, making him explicitly refuse. Tom was being sincere, caring for him. He really was okay with the idea that Tom would fuck him, sometimes even longing for having tender sex with a true friend instead of just a horny teen plowing his ass, but he understood. He let go of the warm, hard shaft.
"I'm sorry Tom, I shouldn't push you. Just so you know, I really don't care if you would do it, but I really appreciate your sincerity."
Simon turned a little, looked back at Tom, smiled at him and whispered, "but for now, I want you to cuddle against my back, I like feeling your little dick against me, knowing that you're not gonna use it tonight."
Tom sniggered and moved a little closer to Simon, pushing his now rock hard dick against the warm cleft before him. "Let's sleep," he said, cuddling further up to Simon.
"Thank God," Matthew sighed, "now you're settled, can I finally get some sleep?"
***
The next morning, the boys woke up by a knock on the door.
"Hey guys, wake-up, breakfast is ready, and school's waiting" Richard said cheerfully, "had a good night's sleep?"
They hastily got up, washed, dressed, and hurried downstairs for breakfast at the kitchen table.
Simon desperately wanted to ask his dad about what Greg had mentioned, and when Richard went to the living room, Simon quickly followed him and asked,
"Dad, can I ask you something?"
"Sure, shoot."
"I heard that a boy who is not a Mackey has to show up before the Council, is that true?"
Richard looked at his son and wanted to tell him about what was happening, but he realized that both Matthew and Tom were in the kitchen and curiously raised their heads at Simon's question.
"I'll talk with you about that later, okay? he said softly, nodding his head in the direction of the kitchen, letting Simon know that he didn't want Tom and Matthew to hear, "I cannot tell everything right now, but I think you should know at least something. But not at this moment."
"Hmm, okay, but I want to know. There is some talking already, and I don't have a clue," Simon whispered back.
In a louder voice Richard continued, frowning at his son,"I want to have a word with you as well, young man! I've been told that you did more than just following lessons at school, is that right?"
Tom and Matthew looked up, concerned. Simon just nodded and bowed his head.
***
While Simon's head was filled with thoughts about Dave and the Council, and of course the fear of wrath of his dad who had found out what he had done at school, the school day itself was actually quite boring. The most exciting thing was Nick's invitation to his birthday party in a couple of weeks' time.
His classmate Nick was to turn 14, just a couple of weeks into October and invited seven or eight of his friends to stay over at his birthday. Simon really looked forward to it. He knew these guys very well, longtime friends, classmates, some of them scouts from his troop. But the most appealing thing was that it was a sleepover where two of the boys weren't Mackeys. And following the rules, no bottoming allowed when non-Mackeys are around. So it wouldn't be a Mackey party, it would be a `no-fuck-`n-suck' party. Unless someone else volunteered, of course, but not him. Great.
During recess, Simon heard some Mackey boys gossiping about Dave, wondering why that boy has to appear before the Council, and from what he could hear, they didn't really knew the details, but it had to be serious, otherwise the Council will not be involved. Rumor has it that he trespassed Mackey rules while he isn't a Mackey, and they wondered, what did he do? Simon suspected that it had to do with what happened at Meisner's cabin and was determined to talk to his dad to get to know all of it.
***
The moment Richard entered the house that evening Simon rushed towards him.
"Dad, can we talk now?" Simon asked impatiently.
"Wow, what's the hurry? I just got home, haven't even taken my shoes off."
"Sorry, but I need to know. Boys are talking at school. There will be a Council meeting about Dave, they say."
Richard knew he had to explain Simon what was going on, and as soon he took his shoes and coat off, he said,
"Maybe we go to your place in the shed, to have some privacy? I'll tell you everything I'm allowed to tell you. But you have to fill me in on what happened at school."
In the shed, Simon on his mattress, legs folded under him, and Richard in the big armchair, he told Simon about a special Council meeting that will be held in a couple of weeks . First, he spoke about the rumors that got to the Council that it was Dave Thompson, a non-Mackey, who sexually used Community Bottoms. Then that Dave was questioned by him and another Council member and didn't deny it. Even worse, based on some long forgotten rule he claimed to become a Mackey because he had fucked a Mackey boy, so appearance before the Council was inevitable.
"Wait, what? You say `Community Bottoms' ?"
"Yep. When we asked him about the rumors, he told us that had used two Community Bottoms."
"And he claimed to become a Mackey?" Simon uttered.
"Yep. He said that someone told him that he could become one when he made use of a Community Bottom. You were that Bottom, obviously."
"And who told him that he could become a Mackey by fu... ah, well you know...?"
"He didn't say. I've asked him, because apart from the big mistake using a Bottom, someone telling him he could to become a Mackey is even a bigger mistake. But he didn't want to tell. But you had asked me this summer at the Mansion about how to prevent non-Mackeys using bottoms, so I putting things together..." Richard wisely kept his mouth about the fact that he actually had a look at Simon's notebook and that he now knew all the names of the boys involved, including Dave's.
"What will happen at that Council meeting?"
"It will be a hearing first. Dave will be questioned, as will be his dad. And you will be asked to appear as well, being the Bottom he used."
"I have to show up as well?" Simon exclaimed, feeling his anger rising, "I'll be part of this, and you didn't even bother to tell me until I asked?"
"I'm sorry son," Richard tried to calm him down, "but we're investigating this, and I don't want anybody interfering with the investigation at this moment. You should know that the Council, and now the Board as well, suspects that the Choosing has been manipulated and that this situation with Dave Thompson is part of that. It's not just about Dave, you see. We're investigating this thoroughly and already have some clues who are behind this, but we need to be careful. We need proof."
"And the other Bottom? Who is he? Does he has to show up as well?"
"Yes, he will be there as well. I won't give a name yet. For both of you the rule is that you're not to talk with anyone about this until after the Council meeting. We do need to have a fair process, no influences, or bias."
"And what am I supposed to do at the Council meeting?"
"Just answer questions."
"And what if I don't want to? I'm not gonna snitch."
"It's not snitching when you have to testify."
It was clear to Richard that Simon was upset, but he decided that the community interests were more important than the hurt feelings of his son, not to speak of the boy's misplaced bravery of `not wanting to snitch'. He was determined to get everything out in the open. He already had a clear indication that Old Will Mackey was behind this all, and Old Will by now must know that. He definitely didn't want to let this slip away.
"And what about school?" he changed the subject.
Simon filled him in, leaving no detail out, as he suspected that everything must have been told to his dad already. He felt miserable and he could hardly contain his tears.
Richard noticed his son's struggle and decided that this was not the moment to be harsh. Again, Simon has acted upon an exaggerated, almost misplaced sense of community duties. He decided to talk with him later about that.
****
Gavin sat next to Brian on his bed, still confused about what Old Will had said when they visited him this afternoon. It was an unpleasant surprise and they still didn't grasp all of it, but slowly it dawned on them that the assignment Old Will had given them to protect the Mackey clan and traditions from newcomers and possibly gather a part of his wealth wasn't that easy. Although they succeeded in the `vote for Simon and Brad', they got a feeling that this whole 100% score of having Simon fucked might be a `mission impossible'.
They had proudly shown the long list of names of boys that had used Simon, and it showed a 95% score already, with only 5 or six boys to go. Old Will had just laughed and said that they were not there yet: in a couple of months Simon's age restriction will be raised, so a new group of boys will be entitled to use Simon. The contract said `every boy' during his term, he had pointed out to them.
It was even more disturbing when he said that they should be more careful: Thomas Alan and Richard Alan, the patriarchs of the Mackey clan are investigating the voting and also some abuse involving Simon and Dave Thompson. Apparently, they've already had words with Daniel who told them that at the Choosing he was threatened by them to vote for Simon at risk of his brother being turned next year.
They surely felt used by Old Will. They had helped him to get Simon and that newcomer turned, and have Simon fucked by almost everyone, all to get the revenge Old Will wanted for letting new people live in the Mackey lands, with Mackey rights even. And now they were the ones at risk.
Sitting on his bed, Brian read the agreement again, carefully this time, and slowly he realized that there was virtually no clue leading to Old Will as principal in this document. They were screwed.
***
The weeks have gone quickly, weather has changed, summer was now definitely been replaced by fall and the first cold winds sweeping down from the Iowa plains had blown most of the leaves from the trees.
Outside games, biking and tracking through the woods were now slowly being replaced by lazily lying on the couch, reading comics, watching TV or playing board games for most of the free time.
But for Simon still not much free time remained after he took care of his community duties. What changed was that now more boys living closer by showed up, those who had to walk or ride a bike for more than 15 minutes slowly but surely dropped out.
The week before the birthday party was dreary, nothing special happened, and Simon very much looked out for the party that weekend.
The party was absolutely fun. Apart from Nick Mackey, the birthday boy, there were Owen Mackey, Paul Richter, Nate Mackey, Sam Weiberg, and two non-Mackey classmates, James Wright, and Ike Taylor.
They played in the yard shooting hoops, and on a patch of land nearby, where Nick and his brothers had created a bike dirt track, they spend over two hours racing against each other.
All sweaty and dirty the boys returned just in time for the BBQ. It was great fun, watching a TV movie, eating too much snacks and drinking way too much Coke. Burping from the Cokes, they sat talking about girls, their summer adventures, and with Halloween coming up, checking who was still up for trick-or-treat. The growing up dilemma; knowing that you're too old for that, though secretly longing for it, the old sentiment of their childhood, all that candy...
"Look guys, this is Frank's Atari," Nick said. His older brother Frank had a brand new Atari Home game console and Nick had managed to persuade him to let them play with it. The boys rushed over to him to get a view and play.
"Wow, that's cool," James said, "We'll take turns playing, OK?" For the next hours they played the game, watched TV, played Boggle and Twister and stuffed themselves with the snacks.
It was about 11.30pm when the doorbell rang. A few minutes later Nick's mom came in.
"James," she said, "your dad is here to pick you and Ike up."
"Ahw, it's not even midnight," James complained.
Nick's mom smiled, and replied, "it's 11.30 already, I can give your dad a drink and a snack to delay a bit, but you two have to pack, I'm afraid."
"Why are you leaving?" Paul asked.
"We need to be home on Sunday, church, you know," Ike said with a disappointed expression on his face.
"Yeah, me too, they won't let us stay, tomorrow morning we have to go to church," James confirmed with a sigh.
"That sucks man," Sam said, "I'm lucky my parents aren't that much into church."
While Nate and Paul continued on the console, the other boys watched Ike and James get ready to leave.
Simon sat relaxed on the couch happily sipping from his soda.
And suddenly it sank in.
"Shit," he realized, "Ike and James, they are the non-Mackeys, the rest are Mackeys."
He instantly knew what that meant. Five Mackey boys remain. And he was a Mackey Community Bottom. Shit. Shit.
After the two had left, the other boys played music records and Pong for another hour, talked about the plans for the Arcade that they all thought was a good plan and hoped that it would be ready soon.
Simon was relieved that the whole Dave Thompson issue was only mentioned briefly, apparently not really on top of the boy's minds. The boys were of course curious about the whole thing, but Simon wasn't going to talk about it, and they seemed to be okay to wait another week for what the Council had to say. It was 1am when they washed or took a shower and finally prepared for bed.
Owen, already laying on his inflatable mattress in his boxers and t-shirt, grinned devilish, and said, "Hey, now Ike and James are gone, we're all Mackeys here, right?"
Nick looked up, with a same devilish grin on his face, "yeah, you're right."
They looked at Simon. "It's a good thing you're here, Simon," Owen said, "I think we can have some fun together, can't we?"
"Hey, it's my birthday, shouldn't I get the present?" Nick playfully protested.
Simon resigned himself to his fate and once again tried to make the best of it, even pretending to like what he ultimately had to do, making some jokes about it, and trying to enjoy sex instead of just suffering penetration. He wasn't particularly new to this, but he had been very much looking forward to an evening with friends without having to do this. Owen, Sam and Paul had fucked him before, the insatiable Owen several times, Nate and Nick were new to him.
"Well okay, you want to go first, Nick ? As it's your birthday?" Simon asked. He wasn't eager to be fucked, but he did want to get it over with quickly. He undressed and lowered himself on the floor, ready to be fucked in the usual doggy position as almost all boys did him.
Nick looked at Owen, and Owen nodded and said with a giggle, "It's your birthday Nick, you go first, and I'll show afterwards you how to really fuck Simon."
The boys laughed and installed themselves around Simon, ready to watch the show, waiting their turn to be participants as well.
Nick gave Owen a mean look and then laughed, "hah, you cheeky bastard, well I guess we'll see!" he said, and got Simon on all fours on the carpet. He ran his palms down the boy's smooth plump cheeks with his thumbs traveling down the crack, the bubble butt came out just perfectly; it was beyond fuckable. He lubed his dick and Simon's ass up and gently pushed in. He was obviously trying to give Owen and the other boys a show, as he was gentle and took his time, letting his hands roam all over Simon while he pushed his dick three inches in and then slowly pulled out two or three inches, to repeat the pattern again, until the hormones took over and he started pounding.
Simon gasped when he felt Nick picking up pace, but it felt actually good and when he looked down to his crotch, he noticed that his dick was dripping precum.
Owen smiled, "Looks like he's doing a good job," and he added, pointing at Simon's dripping dick, "although pretty low bar admittedly, but Simon will feel the difference in a while, I'll show you a good fucking."
Nick started pounding Simon's ass vigorously now, reaching his orgasm and with a couple of hard thrusts and loud grunts he shot his load deep into Simon's bowels.
Exhausted he leaned over Simon's back for a while until his deflated dick slipped out of Simon's hole and he got up, patting Simon on his back, "Thank, Simon, that was the best birthday present today," and he took Simon's shirt and wiped his dick with it.
The four other boys were clearly excited now, watching the horny show before them, their boners visibly pushing up in their briefs or boxers, leisurely stroking their pole. Paul had already taken his dick out and was slowly playing with the wet glans.
Owen got up, lowered his boxers, proudly showing his rather large erection sticking straight up from his belly. A dark bush of pubic hairs covered his crotch, and he ran his fingers playfully through it.
Simon took his shirt, already used by Nick, and wiped some cum that was leaking from his ass and prepared himself for the next boy entering his ass. He looked a bit confused when Owen asked if they could use Nick's bed.
"Err.. I guess so," Nick said, wondering what he was up to. He knew that Owen was more active in using Bottoms than he was, and he secretly looked up at the boy, obviously more experienced than he was.
"Thanks. I can do it on the floor, but this position will be more comfortable for Simon" said Owen. They got on the bed and then he got Simon into position, on his back with his legs up, which Owen then wrapped one around his back, the other over his shoulder, pulling Simon closer to him, pushing a cushion under Simon's lower back.
Nick's eyes widened "Wow. Ok. You're definitely introducing some new tricks here," he said with a grin.
Simon rolled his eyes without the boys noticing. They clearly haven't done any experimenting. Indeed, most boys would have him on all fours to fuck him doggy style, or have him laying on his belly, sometimes with a pillow under his midsection to raise his butt a bit for easier access A few tried some different poses, like standing up, bent over a table or leaning against a tree. Only occasionally, a boy tried missionary position, but although that felt very good to Simon, it usually was an awkward position as the boy was trying to pretend he was fucking a girl instead of a boy; and it didn't help looking at Simon's boyish features while they fucked him.
"Watch and learn," Owen said grinning back, looking triumphant, he then lined up his hard dick against the prepared opening, lubricated with the Vaseline and Nick's cum, and with a gentle push he was in, and thrusted until he was all the way inside Simon, his pubes tickling Simon's balls.
He waited a moment to let Simon get accustomed to the hard rod in his interior.
"Ready?" He asked.
"Fuck yeah, see if you can make me cum," he said with a grin, playing along with Owen's game to be the show-off. In the first weeks it had happened a few times that he had reached an orgasm while being fucked, but after the initial new sensation wore off, it rarely happened. Mostly due to the one sided pleasure boys were seeking.
Owen grinned back and started to rock gently inside Simon, hitting that special spot again and again.
He was very self-assured. He'd had sex with Community Bottoms almost weekly ever since he went through the Choosing last year. He'd learned a few tricks from his older brother, who showed him some when they went together to Curtis Mackey, the 16-year-old Bottom who was dismissed at this year's Choosing after his 3-year tour of duty. And he'd had many sessions with Tyler to improve his skills, making him one of the most experienced boy of his peers.
Simon groaned. This felt different, good even. Very good. Owen deliberately took long, teasing strokes inward and quick jerks outward, and back in again, pushing the hard dick against that sensitive spot making Simon shudder with pleasure. They were both moaning loudly. "Oh....fuck...mmpppff....fuck........nnggghh" Simon grunted as Owen used all his experience to bring him close, tickling Simon's balls.
"..Fuuckkkkk...aahhgg...," with a cry Simon came, spewing his seed in large ropes all over his belly, and a few spurts landing on Nick's bed. Owen felt Simon's sphincter clamping his cock and then thrusted a few more times before he shot his cum deep inside Simon.
After they got their breaths back Simon grinned at Owen, "Wow, you made me cum without even touching my dick."
Owen grinned back and slowly pulled out of Simon, then caught Simon's shirt that Nick threw at him and cleaned up.
Nick sat down next to the panting boys and said, barely able hiding a little envy, "Fuck man, you really weren't lying about showing how it's done. And Simon seemed to love it."
"Can't deny it," Simon said with an impish grin, cleaning his belly with his now sticky shirt.
Owen then briefly got all serious. "As was said at the Choosing, you should make it as enjoyable as possible for every Community Bottom you're having sex with. They should enjoy it as much as you. This community does seem to have a lot of boys who like fucking but not being fucked, it's because not enough boys knowing how to fuck someone properly, too many are only caring about their own gratification. Anyway, pass me the lube Nick, it's a Nate's turn to fuck Simon," he said.
Nate grinned shyly, "I'd forgotten you'd said you'd make me do that. I'm not as experienced with bottoms as Owen is, though, and I've never done it with Simon."
Owen grinned deviously, and said to the boys, "since the Choosing he has only fucked a Bottom once, and only got an occasional blow job, so now he has to prove he's a Mackey."
Nick looked surprised. "Hey Owen, you're not supposed to arrange who's gonna fuck a Bottom, even less to make him do it if he doesn't want to," he protested.
"Not a problem," Simon said, "He's not arranging, just suggesting. I can't refuse him anyway. After all, I'm a Bottom and you can fuck me whenever you want. And it looks like Nate wants it and it's going to be a bit of a lesson for him as well."
"True," added Owen with a grin, "the best way he can get some experience is him having his dick in Simon."
Simon once again went on all fours and prepared himself to receive the third boy in his ass that evening, with Sam Weiberg and Paul Richter eagerly lining up for their first turn in Simon's butt this sleepover.
Exhausted, the boys lay on their beds after they all had fucked Simon, the smell of boy-sex and cum filling the air.
"Wow," Nick said, "best birthday ever! It's been fun with you, Simon, you're the best Community Bottom I've been with. Way better than Hugo Mackey. That kid is a bit deranged if you ask me."
"True," Owen confirmed. "Hugo is still mad that he has been chosen. He was the grumpy one at the Choosing, even protesting to be fucked at the Choosing, remember? He is always asking not to fuck him and making you sign his journal entries after you've fucked him. The kid is weird, a bit scary even. Simon's much nicer," and he patted Simon appreciatively on the back which made Simon smile shyly.
Simon took another shower, and when he returned, everyone got in their sleeping bags and fell asleep quickly.
The next morning Simon was up and out of bed on time, and noticed he was on the sore butt side from being bottomed by his five classmates.
"Too bad that these two left yesterday," he thought to himself. "But it is not like I am not used to be randomly fucked, anyway," he mused as he got dressed. The pad he had in his underwear had soaked up the boys' cum and he did not feel like he was going to leak anymore, so he figured he would be fine for the day and took it out and threw it away.
But that turned out to be a bit premature, as the five boys eagerly got their second turn as soon as they woke up.
Nick's mom had prepared a copious breakfast for the boys, and while the six boys were attacking the food, Simon took a shower to wash the cum from his butt. After breakfast, they played some more games on the Atari, and Sam and Nick even had a third go at Simon's ass before the boys went home.
When Simon walked back to his house, his butt still a bit sore, he sadly thought this party didn't turn out to be what he had expected or hoped. They had fun, absolutely, but it was still a shame that the two non-Mackeys who could have prevented the fucks, had left.
He couldn't suppress the idea that maybe this was a set-up to begin with; they just didn't tell him about them leaving, knowing that if he knew this beforehand, he wouldn't have stayed either. Five boys, each twice, and two of them even three times, during one party. That's a new record.
And he realized with horror that next Monday he would sit in his class where, except Tom, every single one of the Mackey boys in his year had been up his butt by now at least once and shot their cum in him. That's all boys except three of the four non-Mackeys – the fourth non-Mackey being Greg Ellis, who he even had let him fuck him twice.
***
Next episode:
Will Dave become a Mackey the way he expects?
Thomas Alan faces Old Will. How will that end?
And Greg, learning Dave's fate, will he be next?
To be continued...