Date: Mon, 8 Jun 2020 09:59:00 +0000 From: Andrew Passey Subject: The Tribe Part Nine (Young Friends) I got back to the hut and mentioned to Bok that Tee had rubbed his dick against me. His face darkened but then shrugged and smiled at me. There were more ceremonies today he said, well I think he did. Although I understood his next communication, he held the ceremonial cup for us to drink and pointed to the bed, and used the word for dick and bum. To be honest I'd rather not have done this but I knew it was expected. I let him take me from behind again, grunting as he did while i whimpered quietly, a bit in pain, a bit in pleasure. Afterwards I was filled with same confusion, almost self loathing about what I'd done. But there was no time for self absorption, there was more ceremonies going on and as his property? Partner? I was expected to attend and support him. To be honest the whole thing was fairly tedious, various strength of arms tests and shooting with slings went on. At the end of the day it seemed two of the candidates to be chief had stood down so Bok, Dja, Tee and other 5 seemed pretty pleased. Bok certainly was that night, fucking me twice in quick succession, he was more focused on his needs than mine and I did castigate him afterwards. He could have at least have wanked me or something. He offered to when he realised I was annoyed but we were both tired so I told him tomorrow. He cuddled up close to me though, obviously feeling a bit guilty as we fell asleep. The next morning we both woke early, and went to the toilet together which was a bit TMI really. Then washed off together, soaping each other which was nice. As we were finishing Ben and Dja came along, holding hands. Ben stopped me for a quick word as Bok headed ahead. "Guess what, I've been fucked loads now but last night a Dja let me fuck him! It's not the done thing usually but there are "no rules" to what happens in the hut. It felt amazing! Didn't you do a deal with Bok when it was five fucks for him, then one for you? Hold him to it if so!" He said as he ran to catch up with Dja. I saw them kissing under the waterfall as I left, they were obviously fairly besotted with each other. I think a Bok might be with me but I just wish I was the same as Ben was with Dja. It would make what I was doing easier. I got back to the hut and Bok was already on the bed hard, waving me over. We kissed for a bit and he started to play with my hole, I knew what he wanted but I was going to take a bit of control back. With gestures and our rudimentary understanding of each other's language, I communicated that we'd agreed 5 to 1. He'd had 5, now it was time for my 1. He looked a bit disappointed but nodded, I told him he could do me after anyway and he smiled. He moved slowly to get the lubrication and I realised he was nervous, it was his first time to be fucked I guess. I wondered if he regretted making the deal but then again I had to put up with it so should he! He lubed my dick up and his arse, then lay on his front. I got on top of him, lines my dick and then I pushed in. Now THIS was more like it. I was much more a fan of fucking than being fucked. I was in virgin territory as far as I knew and Bok's arse certainly clamped tightly around my dick as I thrust in and out. Bok was making appreciative noises so I guessed he enjoyed it. It was heaven for me though, and as I came in him for the first time I felt for the first time that I was in the right place. I was more than happy to fuck boys I realised! Being fucked though, not as much. I slowly pumped the last few drops of cum into Bok before cleaning us up. He smiled at me as he rolled over and kissed me as he wrapped his arms around me, then positioned himself so he could fuck me. I guess it was to be expected and I was getting used to it but stilll, that first stab of pain as his thick dick went into me always took a bit off getting used to. He fucked me a bit harder than usual, a bit more painfully, maybe he was trying to reclaim me, or maybe his own masculinity, after all he was the one in charge, I was his property or however they described it. Still, as I lay there feeling his big thick dick go into me again and again, feeling his foreskin retract and his big dick head go deep into me, I smiled to myself that at least I'd get to fuck him again in 4 more fucks time. The whole thing was strange though, he kissed me a lot, held me close, but it was hard to tell if it was because he just wanted to use me for sex, whether it was because he had genuine feelings for me or whether it was just the tribal way. We were beginning to communicate better, learning words from each other so that we could convey what we wanted to do, or wanted to say. It did see that a lot of his conversations started and ended with his dick up me to though. While I was getting used to it I really hoped Dad would turn up soon, I missed Mum, missed my western lifestyle, missed flushing toilets, toilet paper, iPhones, computers, all the things that make life better that you don't remember until they're gone...