Date: Sun, 21 Jun 2020 10:02:00 +0000 From: Andrew Passey Subject: The Tribe Part Twelve (Young Friends) I was starting school pretty much straight away and Dad would spend the days working with Bok, writing reams of information about the tribe and its customs, which he would then analyse and contrast with other tribal practices across the island. We had a pool that Bok would use and he obviously had been swimming naked as Mum told me that "he's certainly well hung, I bet you feel every inch of that, must keep you very satisfied". Yeah, thanks Mum, that's what I want to hear. However, he was keeping me satisfied, our sex play had gone up a level and we tried new positions, sometimes he'd wank me off as he fucked me, sometimes he'd suck me off afterwards, sometimes I'd fuck him, more than the once every five times. School took a bit of getting used to, it was very different from my school in Oxford. Ben and I made good friends though, we were something of celebrities after what had happened to us. I befriend a boy called Steve, classic australian look with his bleach blonde hair, we got good friends as the weeks passed, as did his younger brother with Ben Still, some of the customs confused me. FIrst PE lesson I stripped off afterwards to have a shower after all I was so used to be naked now. My friend Steve looked at me in shock,:"No one showers after PE, we just wait until we get home:" he said, his eyes bulging as he looked at my naked body. I shrugged but decided to shower anyway, I was hot and sweaty. I realised my experiences in the tribe had changed me, I was no longer embarrassed or bashful about being naked in front of other boys. After all I was being fucked every night by Bok, i'd even been fucked in front of my Dad by him, I'd given blowjob to the old Chief in front of the whole village, there was nothing to be worried about being naked. "Well I'm hot and sweaty and I've got nothing to be ashamed of, it's not like all the boys here don't have dicks" I said to Steve as I walked off to get clean ignoring all the boys looking at me.. Steve seemed to have a new found respect for me after that and over the coming weeks we became best mates. Helped partly by his old best mate moving to Sydney so like me he was looking for someone to click with. He had a big house and often had sleepovers with friends, Ben seemed to spend half his life there with Steve's brother Greg. I of course had to turn down all sleepover opportunities, I had my responsibilities after all. Steve would get annoyed by this but I couldn't tell him the truth, I just said we had a family friend staying that I needed to look after. He never really believed me though, just thought I didn't want to do it. Things did come to a head though and Steve had a real go at me one time, Ben was off to stay with Greg and he wanted me to come. when i said i couldn't Steve accused me of being a fake friend. In the end I calmed him down but he wasn't happy. "RIght. I have had enough. I am staying at your house Saturday when Ben is at mine.No excuses" he said firmly. "It's not like I don't want to Ben, you're my best mate but it's really different at my house, it's complicated, there's things you won't like, things you..." I started to say before he interrupted me. "Enough Matt! I am coming, nothing phases me. I don't want to hear about how "different" it is. I'm sure I'll cope, I'll turn up Saturday afternoon and we'll deal with it. You're my best mate, it's ridiculous you won't stay at mine or let me stay at yours. No more. No excuses. That's it, see you Saturday" he told me in a tone that left no room for argument Fuck. Well he'd made his choice. I suspect he'd hurry off home as soon as he realised stripping off was obligatory in our wing but he'd made his choice. Should I tell him all? No, I guess best to handle it on Saturday...if we were still friend afterwards I'd be slightly surprised