— Previously published in Playguy magazine - May, 1991 —
— Sex secrets of horny jungle boys! —
As a sociologist, I am trained to learn how to assimilate into many
different cultures, but I must admit no scientific training could ever
have prepared me for the in-depth assimilating I had to do with the
Bataki tribe along the Banjabaruba River on the Island of Borneo.
It wasn't long ago that this tribe considered white meat a delicacy, but
I was assured by my guides that cannibalism stopped years ago. Some
ancient customs--much to my delight--remained.
This is a tribe that spends most of its time naked. The women of this
short, milky-brown tribe wear nothing to cover their breasts and only a
little cloth around their bottom. The men cover only their testicles and
the shaft of their penises with a fuzzy type of leaf called injara.
The Bataki are not a tribe of modesty. When a giant blond white stranger
like myself intruded on their village, they were intrigued and perplexed
about me. The tribal leader, a muscular man named Setset, asked me why I
wore so much covering on my body. I had no good answer.
When I snuck away to the river to take a swim or bathe myself, I found
that much of the tribe followed me to watch. The men, in particular,
were openly curious about me. They had no hair on their bodies, except
their heads and very few wisps of pubic hair, which they usually
braided. The men wanted to touch the blond hairs on my legs and arms and
wondered if I had blond hairs all over. Since I am only thirty years
old, and look a bit younger, I enjoyed all the attention.
Setset also said the tribal men were interested in the length of my
"oolong," or cock, because I was such a tall man.
As they stood around me while I bathed one day, the men did not seem
disappointed as they stared and pointed at my oolong.
Although their smooth bodies often had oolongs longer than my eight
inches, theirs were not as thick as mine. Their gazing and intense
interest in my nakedness made my heart beat a little faster and made my
cock get half-hard. I pretended nothing was wrong and that I was
normally in this state of semi-erectness while unclothed.
I noticed a few of the handsome men holding the tips of their oolongs
through their injara leaves as they watched me. Some of the older boys,
about eighteen to twenty years old, were completely naked. They were
very well-developed, muscular youths with long uncircumcised cocks, and
were staring at me with keen interest. Some of them stood there
unabashedly with majestic hard-ons. I pretended to remain interested
only as a scientist. But those mocha-colored lusty rods had my mouth
watering.
I asked Setset why the young males were not wearing their fuzzy injara
leaves, since it was obvious that their boy-bananas had ripened to
perfection.
"The boys are not yet men, so they aren't yet permitted to wear the
injara but as you can tell, they are becoming very nice examples of
manhood," Setset said. I looked at some of the longer oolongs on the
young studs and couldn't agree more.
"They will become men very soon in an ancient tribal custom of ours that
the men of the village perform in a very special ritual," the chief
explained. "It is a secret ritual for the coming of age of the boys in
our village. We have tried to decide if you would be welcomed to join in
our ritual tomorrow night, and we have agreed that you shall."
As I splashed water on my own cock, which stiffened somewhat with
anticipation, I said, "I am honored, but I hope I have everything I
would need for such an occasion."
"You are equipped with everything you will need," Setset said, looking
down at the hand that covered my nakedness.
When I awoke the next morning, the women of the village had already been
sent away for the rest of the day and night and the men began gathering
berries of all sorts and crushing them into dyes and powders. Oils and
ointments were being prepared and I assumed they were sexual potions. No
one would speak to me, or explain what was happening.
I was dressed in my tight blue Speedo underwear, without a shirt. I was
almost embarrassed that I wore any clothing, seeing how uncomfortable it
made the tribesmen, but I felt practically naked as it was.
I joined some of the young men in collecting firewood for the night
ceremonies and found myself alone with one of the taller youths named
Lik-lik, who was eighteen. He had a smooth, slender body, and as we
walked our shoulders brushed together. I looked longingly at the naked
youth and watched his oolong dangle happily between his legs. Sometimes
he would pull a fuzzy leaf off a bush and rub it on his shoulder, or
under the shaft of his oolong. His oolong would stiffen with the
sensation and he would smile.
It was nice to see how free and completely unashamed this tribe was
about their natural bodily responses. As I bent down to pick up some
wood, Lik-lik reached over and gently put his hand at the top of the
crack of my buttocks, which was showing above my underwear. I let him
explore a bit as his finger lingered down the crack below the elastic of
my underwear. When I stood up, he pulled his hand away.
He bravely took my hand and put it on the center of his well-formed
chest. His skin felt velvety soft. I squeezed his nipples lightly. His
oolong sprang to attention, a full ten inches. Its uncircumcised skin
brushed against the hairs of my leg. Lik-lik touched the outline of my
hardening cock inside my too-tight briefs. He lightly spread the wet
spot of liquid that oozed out of me and soaked through my underwear.
This touching and teasing went on for several minutes. Then, we
continued our work as if nothing happened.
As the sun was going down, large bonfires were lit and all the men were
smoking the potent jinjam plant. I don't know the chemical properties of
this aphrodisiac, but my head was swirling as Setset and some of the men
led me to an area where everyone was being painted. I felt my shorts
being slipped off me. Fingers spread sticky dyes across my chest, back,
face and butt. It was a cool, sensual feeling having the strong hands
painting my body.
Then, I felt a bowl held up between my legs. My cock and balls were
dunked in a purplish liquid, and a few hands rubbed the liquid to all
corners of my private parts. My cock became a bright blue color. The
liquid tingled and felt warm, and a strange sensation came over my
balls.
The men then gathered to dance. The young studs who were to become men
that night stood in the middle of the circle and massaged their oolongs.
All of the boys got their oolongs hardened and then stood in a line
where Setset was ready to inspect their equipment.
One by one, after each of the boys worked up a solid erection, they
lined up and thrust forward their hips. Chief Setset handled the hard-ons
quite professionally, testing their thickness, length and width and
occasionally poking a stiff finger into a virgin bunghole. After each
inspection, the older men cheered and the drums grew louder. Lik-lik was
the last one to be inspected and afterward was given a pipe with jinjam
to smoke.
Then, the place exploded in a series of wild drum beating and chanting.
Setset shouted that the boys were now going to have their new manhood
fulfilled. They were going to become fruitful and have children. But
first, they would have to be filled with enough seed in order to have
children. This was the most secret and sacred part of the ceremony.
Each boy was to pick a man to begin his "seeding." I was curious to know
what that meant--as a scientist, of course.
A thin, tender youth chose the muscular frame of Setset and went to the
center of the circle. The youth bent over and touched the ground as
Setset took some green gooey oils and rubbed it into the quivering
rosebud.
Then Setset drove his oolong into the young man as they both moaned out
loud. The youth seemed to wince and squirm. Setset was smiling. Setset
shoved his long rod in and out furiously as he rode the slender male
like a wild horse, pushing him around the circle. The chief kept jerking
his rock-hard oolong in and out of the whimpering youth's ass.
Then another youth chose a long-dicked stud, took him to the center of
the circle and knelt in front of the man's painted prick. The older stud
was already very much erect after watching Setset. The kneeling youth
began licking and kissing, starting with the large meaty balls, then
around the thick base of the purple-painted prong, then underneath.
The young native took the head of the oolong in his mouth as the stud
crossed his arms and smiled while he watched. The whole organ slipped
between the youth's lips. Within minutes the man started bucking his
hips and he pulled the boy's head even closer to his crotch. White
liquid oozed out of the sides of the initiate's mouth as he licked his
lips and swallowed the man's cum.
One by one, the newly initiated youths took men into the circle to suck
or be fucked. I tried hiding my growing cock but it didn't seem to
matter. Everyone's colorful cock was sticking straight up toward the
action in the circle.
Suddenly, I felt a tug. Lik-lik had chosen me to go into the circle with
him. I was flattered, but a little frightened that if I participated I
would be breaking the ethical rules of a sociologist in my observations
of this culture. But, after another tug of my cock, I didn't seem to
care.
Lik-lik spread the gooey green oil on my blue-colored cock. I realized
that this substance was not only a great lubricant, but tasty, too. The
youth sucked on my bobbing blue throbbing dick, licking my balls and
tonguing my ass expertly. The crowd was cheering us on.
The beating of the drums and the powerful sucking motions by Lik-lik
were making my balls tingle too fast and I was disturbed to feel myself
about ready to burst into an orgasm so quickly. I didn't want the fun to
end too fast--but I needn't have worried.
Gobs of my cum squirted into Lik-lik's face and he licked it all up and
sucked my cock like a water hose, tonguing every last drop from my
cock-hole.
"Now fill the other side," Lik-lik said.
I was astounded as he leaned over, exposing his welcoming painted ass,
already sticky with oil. He expected me to fuck him. I thought I was
spent after that expert sucking job had given me a tremendous orgasm.
But Setset stuck a pipe with jinjam in my face, and I was ready to do
anything. I soon realized this herb was a most remarkable aphrodisiac
which could stimulate even the most sleepy schlong.
I was hard again in an instant and I pushed myself onto the sleek brown
body which was aching to get stuffed with dick. The oil helped me glide
smoothly between his soft cheeks. I could feel Lik-lik shudder as I
grabbed his shoulders and pushed his whole body toward my throbbing
dick. Lik-lik moaned, but it wasn't with pain.
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