The Tribe
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Original - Misc › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
41
Views:
6,092
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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This is a work of fiction about oral & anal sex between men and boys, aged 10-16. The characters, locations & incidents are fictional. Any resemblance to actual events or locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coinc
Chapter 12
©2010 Herb Cat. Do not reproduce or distribute this story without the author's permission.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herbcatwriter@yahoo.com. Thank you.
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Chapter 12
"After tonight's supper," the Chief continued, "when the sun sets in the west, we shall have a ceremony around the campfire to welcome Rookie Ricky into the Tribe." Chief Jason looked up at the sky. "We still have some time before supper though. Braves, you may use the time however you think best. You too, Ricky. As for the rest of you boys, you must do whatever your mentors say. As for me, I'm going to take a swim." Chief Jason strutted down to the dock on the pond where the canoes were tied up. The other Chiefs and most of the Braves followed him.
Norman turned to Harry. "I think this is a good time to collect on our wager. Or did you think I forgot?"
Quentin gripped Harry's hand tight. He was afraid to go with Norman, for he had no idea what was in store. Harry looked at him sternly. "Remember what Chief Jason told you, Quent? If you didn't get here without getting caught, then you would have to do whatever I told you." The skinny kid nodded. "Well, now I'm telling you to go with Norman and do what he says. That's an order, Kid." He pulled his hand free and pushed the shaking boy toward his friend. "I don't welch on a bet, Norm! You want me to watch Jackie while you do the dirty?"
"No, Jackie should watch. It'll be a good lesson." Norman took both boys over to his teepee and disappeared inside.
"Well, then I guess I'll take a swim also." Harry joined the others at the pond.
"What do I gotta do?" Chucky asked Ollie.
"Well, first you need a bath, especially your face. You look ugly as shit. C'mon." And he led the boy down to the pond. Billy had already taken Conan down with the same idea. At the pond's edge, the boys took off their shirts and sneakers and watched their mentors doff their breechcloths and line them up beside those of the Chiefs and other Braves. Fully naked, they all jumped into the Pond and started a splashing fight. Chief Wallace was teaching Ricky a swimming stroke. Sly and Harry were diving off the dock.
"Do I look clean now, Ollie?" Chucky grinned, glad to have all that dried cum off his face.
"Come over here. I want to sit where the pond is shallow." He led Chucky away from the others and sat down. The water came up to his chest. "Get between my legs, Chucky, face away and kneel down." The boy obeyed, being careful not to kick Ollie's precious cock. "Now, lean forward and rest your hands on your knees." The water was now up to his chest as well. "Now, relax, Chucky. That's an order."
"Yes, Sir." Though it's hard to relax when someone orders you to do so. Then he felt Ollie's hands on his butt, massaging it and spreading the cheeks. He felt the cool pond water on his anus. Then he felt something else; Ollie's finger was pressing his hole. "Ow."
"Shit, Kid. That didn't hurt. I didn't even get inside. Quit whining. I told you to relax." Chucky screwed up his face and bit his lip. He tried not to think about it, so he watched Chief Philip playing with Ricky. The Chief looked over at him and grinned knowingly. "OK, Kid, push back against my finger." Chucky did and suddenly the wet finger popped through the ring.
"Ow. I'm sorry, Ollie. Why are you poking me there?"
"It's going to help you tomorrow night, Chucky. Trust me. You're going to thank me later." He wiggled his finger around under the water and Chucky began to get used to the strange invasion. Ollie moved his finger in and out and suddenly Chucky got that feeling. The sensation he got when he had a really good jack in bed. But this time he wasn't even touching his dick.
Ollie pulled out. "Enough for now."
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As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herbcatwriter@yahoo.com. Thank you.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herbcatwriter@yahoo.com. Thank you.
.oOo.
Chapter 12
"After tonight's supper," the Chief continued, "when the sun sets in the west, we shall have a ceremony around the campfire to welcome Rookie Ricky into the Tribe." Chief Jason looked up at the sky. "We still have some time before supper though. Braves, you may use the time however you think best. You too, Ricky. As for the rest of you boys, you must do whatever your mentors say. As for me, I'm going to take a swim." Chief Jason strutted down to the dock on the pond where the canoes were tied up. The other Chiefs and most of the Braves followed him.
Norman turned to Harry. "I think this is a good time to collect on our wager. Or did you think I forgot?"
Quentin gripped Harry's hand tight. He was afraid to go with Norman, for he had no idea what was in store. Harry looked at him sternly. "Remember what Chief Jason told you, Quent? If you didn't get here without getting caught, then you would have to do whatever I told you." The skinny kid nodded. "Well, now I'm telling you to go with Norman and do what he says. That's an order, Kid." He pulled his hand free and pushed the shaking boy toward his friend. "I don't welch on a bet, Norm! You want me to watch Jackie while you do the dirty?"
"No, Jackie should watch. It'll be a good lesson." Norman took both boys over to his teepee and disappeared inside.
"Well, then I guess I'll take a swim also." Harry joined the others at the pond.
"What do I gotta do?" Chucky asked Ollie.
"Well, first you need a bath, especially your face. You look ugly as shit. C'mon." And he led the boy down to the pond. Billy had already taken Conan down with the same idea. At the pond's edge, the boys took off their shirts and sneakers and watched their mentors doff their breechcloths and line them up beside those of the Chiefs and other Braves. Fully naked, they all jumped into the Pond and started a splashing fight. Chief Wallace was teaching Ricky a swimming stroke. Sly and Harry were diving off the dock.
"Do I look clean now, Ollie?" Chucky grinned, glad to have all that dried cum off his face.
"Come over here. I want to sit where the pond is shallow." He led Chucky away from the others and sat down. The water came up to his chest. "Get between my legs, Chucky, face away and kneel down." The boy obeyed, being careful not to kick Ollie's precious cock. "Now, lean forward and rest your hands on your knees." The water was now up to his chest as well. "Now, relax, Chucky. That's an order."
"Yes, Sir." Though it's hard to relax when someone orders you to do so. Then he felt Ollie's hands on his butt, massaging it and spreading the cheeks. He felt the cool pond water on his anus. Then he felt something else; Ollie's finger was pressing his hole. "Ow."
"Shit, Kid. That didn't hurt. I didn't even get inside. Quit whining. I told you to relax." Chucky screwed up his face and bit his lip. He tried not to think about it, so he watched Chief Philip playing with Ricky. The Chief looked over at him and grinned knowingly. "OK, Kid, push back against my finger." Chucky did and suddenly the wet finger popped through the ring.
"Ow. I'm sorry, Ollie. Why are you poking me there?"
"It's going to help you tomorrow night, Chucky. Trust me. You're going to thank me later." He wiggled his finger around under the water and Chucky began to get used to the strange invasion. Ollie moved his finger in and out and suddenly Chucky got that feeling. The sensation he got when he had a really good jack in bed. But this time he wasn't even touching his dick.
Ollie pulled out. "Enough for now."
.oOo.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herbcatwriter@yahoo.com. Thank you.