It Takes A Village Ch. 3
It Takes A Village
©2024 by Gamin Paramour
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Chapter 3
"Cap!" Jack calls, holding his hand out to shake as he hurries across the common toward me, "Dude, I owe you a huge thank-you!"
"Um, you're welcome, I guess," I say as he pumps my hand. "What for?"
"The best sex of my life, that's all!"
"If that happened I think I'd remember it, Jack," I say with a smile.
"With Tooku, smartass," he says, although jovially. "But I still have you to thank for it. You and Loki unleashed the Kraken o' Sex last night, Cap. The kid had five cums by my count and I've never seen the village so horny, not even in the fertility ceremony!"
My eyes go wide.
"It was amazing, but how do you even know?" I stammer. "Did Loki tell everybody?"
"He didn't have to," Jack says. "Man, you guys were so intense you gathered a crowd! Tooku and I were walkin' by and we heard the sounds of fucking, but that's not unusual around here 'cause these thatch huts ain't exactly soundproof. But when Loki started to cum— Holy shit, Cap! It was the hottest fuckin' thing I've ever heard!"
I'm shocked and embarrassed, but also a little bit proud.
"So me and Tooku stop to listen, right? And boy, you're really slammin' him! A few other people stop too and everybody is smilin' and noddin', and really diggin' it. And then Loki cums again and it's even hotter!"
Just telling the story is getting Jack worked up.
"Tooku grabs me and gives me the best kiss ever, and then he reaches right up my tunic and grabs my dick! And you know what? I didn't even care that we were right out in the open! We just stripped off and started to 69, right there in the grass in front of your hut."
Jack had mentioned that it was a bit of a friction point between him and Tooku, that he always wanted privacy while Tooku was completely cool with public sex like everyone else who grew up here. I'm sure it was a big deal for Jack to get down to business with people watching.
"It's always great with me and Tooku but there was somethin' special this time. Our cocks seemed bigger and harder than ever and for the first time we both deep-throated at the same time. I thought I was gonna cum right then but I didn't, just kept goin' and goin'.
"Then Loki came twice right back-to-back and somehow we both knew at that same second that we had to fuck! Tooku flipped around and lifted up my legs and I wanted it so bad I didn't even think about lube. With nothin' but his pre-cum and my spit he just jammed it right into me, and it was the best penetration I ever felt!"
I notice a distinct lump in the front of Jack's tunic and he knows I see it. It doesn't faze him.
"Cap, Tooku fucked me up one side and down the other right out here in front o' God and everybody. It was unbelievable! Other couples were findin' spots all around — guys, girls, kids, threesomes, foursomes… It was a full-on goddamn orgy!"
"This happened right outside my hut?" I exclaim. "And I didn't hear any of it?"
"You were pretty busy, Cap," he says. "Tooku was fuckin' the shit out of me and I still heard your bangin' louder than ours! Then Loki had that giant, screamin' cum and Tooku blasted into my ass and I shot off a jizz-rocket like I haven't done since I was 15! Went clear over my head and hit this dude behind me fuckin' his boyfriend. He didn't even notice 'cause he was cummin' himself!"
"Everybody was," Wally says as he walks up. Mura trots along behind with a huge grin as well as a huge stiffy.
"Wally fuck me good!" the boy crows. "Him put whole dick in me!"
"It was the first time I ever went all the way into him," Wally explains. "I tried back when we first met but it hurt him, so I decided I'd better only give him the tip."
"Until last night," I say.
"Yeah, and it was the weirdest thing. We were right over there, and like Jack said the vibe was sexier than I ever felt before. Then Loki had those two quick cums and somehow Mura and I both knew that it was time to go all-in if you will. I started to go deeper and Mura grabbed my hips and pulled me in, and the next thing we were deep-dickin' and he was loving it."
Mura looks sweetly up to Wally and nods his agreement.
"It was the best sex of my life," Wally says.
"Me too," Jack agrees.
"And me," I add with a chuckle. "There must be something in the water around here."
"It gets even weirder, Cap," Wally says. "I did some asking around this morning and every single couple I spoke to said they had tremendously strong simultaneous orgasms right at the very moment that Loki had his last and loudest one. Every single couple."
"Including you guys?" I ask, and they both nod.
"It can't be true, can it?" Jack scoffs.
"Why would they lie?" Wally counters. "And you and I aren't lying."
"If it's a coincidence it's a damn big one," I say.
"Mass delusion?" Jack offers.
"It's not a delusion," Wally says. "We all had sex and we all came. It was definitely real."
"It's just the timing that's in question," I say. "Everybody says they came just when Loki and I did, but surely they were too caught up in their own orgasms to know for sure."
"I don't know, Cap," Jack says. "Loki was really loud. Everybody knew exactly when he came."
"What's that thing," I ask, "where everybody misremembers the same thing? You know, from Psych 101?"
"Collective false memory?" Wally suggests. "I think that's for old memories, when you've heard people say it wrong so many times over the years that you remember it that way too. Only this just happened. Nobody could have influenced anyone else's memory in one night."
"So what are we saying then?" I ask. "That it's true? We all really did have the best cum of our lives at the exact same second?"
"I can tell you what the old ladies think," Wally offers. "Oral history says that once every few hundred years a special baby is born, who will grow up to be the savior of the people."
"That sounds suspiciously like religion," I say. "You said this is not a theistic society."
"It's not that kind of a savior," Wally clarifies. "This is someone who will literally save the tribe from a specific danger. More of a hero than a god."
"OK," I say. "Go on."
"They never know what special powers the hero will have. They only know that whatever it is, it will be exactly what the tribe needs at that moment."
"Well, it may not be religion per se," I argue, "but that's exactly the sort of circular logic that religions use. Make a vague prediction that someday something good will happen, and then when some random good fortune occurs claim it as proof of the prediction."
"The Pentecostals back home do it the other way around," Jack puts in. "They tell you that if you don't knuckle under to the church then some unspecified bad thing will happen, and then when bad shit inevitably happens they blame it on people not following the church."
"Two sides of the same bullshit coin," I say. "Heads I win tails you lose."
"Yeah, well some of the elders are floating the idea that maybe Loki is the special child," Wally says. "It goes like this: Loki has magical sex powers, such that when he cums everybody cums. Not only that, they are super-strong cums, which as everyone quote-unquote knows are more likely to produce babies. Thus, Loki will save the tribe from extinction by building up the population beyond critical levels."
"But Loki doesn't have sperm yet," I point out. "And apparently not for another ten years or so."
"Oh, he doesn't need it, Cap," Wally says. "Let's say it's the fertility ceremony. If Loki dry-cums while the fair maiden is getting her cherry popped both the girl and the guy will have magical cums too, the same way we all had magical cums when you got Loki off last night. Magic jizz equals guaranteed baby."
"Oh brother!" I say.
"Look at it this way, Cap," Jack says with a laugh. "You'll get to participate in the fertility ceremony after all. Presumably you'll be the one bringin' Loki to all these magic orgasms. They might treat you like a Golden Child too!"
I imagine Loki and me out on the green trying to have loving, mutually-satisfying sex in front of the whole damn village. I don't think I like the idea, although Jack got over his shyness under the influence of Loki's magic so maybe I would too.
But that would only work if the magic was real — which it ain't.
"Where is the little guy anyway?" I ask. "I haven't seen him since before breakfast when we washed about a gallon of dried cum off of each other in the creek."
"How was he, Cap?" Wally asks. "You really took him for a ride."
"He was perfectly fine," I say. "He kept telling me how great it was, like half a dozen times. At least I think that's what he was saying."
"Can you remember the words?" Wally asks.
"He was talking pretty fast," I say. "He was all excited, you know? But I do remember the words maht and falla.
"Oh," Wally says slowly. "I hope you're ready for this Cap, because I think Loki told you half a dozen times that he's in love with you."
I am stunned, but underneath it my heart is bursting. My beautiful boy loves me!
IF I heard him right.
"Yes!" Mura cries. "Loki love Cap like Mura love Wally! Him say many times!"
"Well there you go then," Wally says. "Congratulations, Cap."
"Yeah, Cap," Jack adds. "If that's what you want. Just be sure, OK? I know from experience how powerful love can be when you're that young. You don't want to break the kid's heart."
I meet Jack's eyes and sincerely say, "No, I definitely don't want to do that."
I'm honestly thrilled to my core that Loki loves me, and I honestly think I love him back, but how much of it is just because I can't have a woman and I'm scared to death of being alone for the rest of my life? I talk a good game about how we just have to carry on and make the best of our situation, but inside I'm shaking in my boots.
"Cap love Loki!" Mura insists. "I know!"
"I don't know what to say here," I stammer. "Right now I want him more than I ever wanted a woman, but I can't lead him on if it's gonna peter out in a month."
"Only you can decide that, Cap," Wally says. "I knew practically the minute I met Mura, but that's just me."
"Maybe you can help me out, Wally," I say. "Help me talk to him. We need to understand each other's feelings and expectations."
"That would be a pretty intimate conversation, man," he says. "Are you sure you want to let me in that far?"
"You're already in," I say. "Both of you guys. I trust you two completely with every single thought in my head and feeling in my gut, and I want you to feel the same about me. This place isn't my world but you guys are. I won't make it here without you."
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
I don't see Loki at all that day, and by the next morning I'm getting seriously paranoid that something is wrong. Wally assures me that Mura has talked to Loki and everything's fine. He's just been — shall we say — busy.
It seems word spread like a new viral variant that Loki was the Golden Child of Sex and guys fell all over each other to get their magical orgasms with him. This had nothing to do with procreation because a) there was no fertility ceremony and b) all the sex was gay. This was just about getting off.
A moment later my heart swells with relief and happiness when Loki rushes up wearing nothing but a big grin. My own grin answers and I hold out my arms to catch the boy as he launches himself at me.
"Hi, kid," I say happily. "Boy, you sure look better than the last time I saw you!"
Loki jabbers happily in his language, leaving me completely in the dark of course, but the sparkle in his green eyes perfectly conveys his pleasure to see me.
"He was dead on his feet last night," Wally says. "They really put him through his paces yesterday."
"Oh you poor thing," I say with teasingly exaggerated sympathy, knowing full well that Loki doesn't understand me. "Did the mean old villagers make you have too much sex?"
Which, of course, is exactly what happened.
"Ask him how many guys he was with," I prompt, fully expecting some astronomical number like the girls we'd watched on the common.
"I already asked him," Wally replies, shaking his head in wonder. "He lost track but thinks it's nine or ten at least."
"Holy shit," I chuckle. "How could he even do that?"
"Sex magic, remember?" Wally chuckles. "But seriously, I remember being in that sweet spot between the onset of puberty and my first wet jizz, when the hormones were flowing like Victoria Falls. If I could have had ten in one night I'd probably have gone for it."
"Yeah, but he lost count. He might have had a dozen!"
"He's the closest thing they have to a celebrity," Wally points out.
"Oh," I say. "So now he has groupies?"
Wally laughs and says, "Something like that."
"So did the magic work?" I ask in slightly more seriousness. "Did everybody have simultaneous mind-blowing orgasms?"
Wally puts this question to Loki in his native language, getting a rather sour look from the boy in reply. Loki says four or five sentences to Wally, turning his Northern Lights eyes to me halfway through, locking me in.
I feel our connection in the pit of my stomach.
"First, he says he doesn't think he's really magic. He's just a kid who has great cums, especially with you, Cap," Wally says. "He says if anybody is magic it's you, because when you fuck him your cock hits the perfect spot inside and makes him cum like crazy."
Loki says something to me with extremely sincere body language, and I eagerly look to Wally for translation.
"Now this is downright poetic," Wally says in admiration. "He says he doesn't know if he loves you because the sex is perfect or if the sex is perfect because he loves you. Either way he wants to be your boy forever. That's a paraphrase, of course, because they don't think in terms of being 'your boy.' That's the gist of it though. Loki chooses you, Cap."
I swell with happiness and pull him in for a hard kiss, but he winces and turns his mouth away.
"His lips are super-sore from yesterday," Wally explains. "I doubt there will be much lovemaking today, as much as he may want to. Mura said Loki's bottom looks like a butchered mekluk."
"Oh you poor kid!" I say, completely meaning it this time. I gently hug him and stroke his bare back. My dick is bone hard of course after five minutes of this gorgeous naked boy on my lap but no matter. I can always rub one out if I have to.
"But did the magic work?" I press. "Did all those guys prove the hypothesis or debunk it?"
"Debunk, Cap," Wally says. "Word is already all over the village that Loki is not magic after all, although he is now recognized as a fantastic fuck in his own right. You're gonna have to deal with other guys wanting a piece of that sexy tail."
"It's all about what Loki wants," I say, gazing into the boy's beautiful eyes. "I hope he keeps choosing me, but I know he'll probably go with others too."
"Kind of along those lines, Cap," Wally says, "the new theory is that you are actually the one with the magic wand. I've already heard guys talking about getting with you."
"Adult guys?" I ask in small panic. "I don't know, Wally. These people nursed me and fed me and carted me around on a litter like the fuckin' Emperor or something, just to be kind to a stranger who needed kindness. I owe them my life and I don't want to insult them, but I'm not at all into adult men."
I imagine myself trying to get it up for some hairy, sweaty dude who hasn't had a bath in a week and I actually retch a little.
"You don't need to explain it to me, Cap," he says. "I feel the same way. I think they'll respect that though. You're allowed to be with anyone you want, except a girl. The upside is you'll probably have some boys wanting to check you out now too."
I don't say anything for a moment. My instinct is to stay faithful to Loki, but then again he just had sex with maybe a dozen other guys without a second thought. He'd probably think it was weird if I didn't go with other boys.
"In fact…" Wally continues, "Mura here wants to go for a spin."
The boy grins and nods eagerly, sharing a giggle with Loki, who also nods and grins.
"Wally!" I cry, aghast. "I can't do that to you!"
"It's what Mura wants," he says. "Don't worry, he's been with other boys and men a million times since we've been together. It's how they do things around here."
"Yeah, but that's among themselves," I demur. "This is us, man!"
"Look, Cap," he says, a gentle hand on my shoulder, "all social norms are arbitrary and vary widely depending on where you go. Back home I lived all over the world with my Mom. Some places were strictly puritanical and others were super-liberal. The bottom line is it's all made-up bullshit invented by humans, and one is no more valid than any other."
Wally pauses to let that sink in.
"We're the guests here, Cap. It isn't right for us to look down our noses at the way they live, and how they please each other. They've done pretty well with it too. Maybe possessiveness is more of a force for evil than good."
It was a lot to process but it made sense. Who the hell are we to tell these people what's what? And a thousand years without violence says a lot.
"I remember Jack said we have to live by their rules because we need these people to survive," I say, "but maybe it's also the right thing to do."
I direct a smile to Mura.
"OK, kid. You and me."
Mura's grin bursts wider and he launches himself into my lap. Suddenly I have two beautiful, naked, squirming boys tight against me. Mura's solid stiffy pokes me in the side as he pulls in for a kiss and suddenly his full, tender lips are upon mine.
I have to look at Loki — I need to know his reaction before I can do this — and his happy smile is the obvious all-clear. I wrap my arms around Mura's soft body and kiss him deeply.
Loki crawls off of me over to Wally. I assume they will step out and give us privacy but instead Loki settles onto Wally's lap to watch. If my lips were free I might sarcastically ask,
Why don't you get some popcorn while you're at it?
but I'm glad I don't say anything. Public sex is how it works here. I need to get used to it.
Mura and I kiss and rub our bodies together, his brown eyes bright and happy. I find his hard little cock with my fingers and he finds mine and we eagerly stroke one another. I'm getting pretty worked up and I have to say Mura is great, but still I wish he was Loki.
Christ, maybe I really do love the kid.
Mura slides down until his mouth reaches my left nipple. He slurps it in and tongues it with passion.
"Oh!" I cry, instantly transported back to sixth grade and a happily queer little Filipino classmate named Bayani, who adored using his mouth on my pale, hairless body and especially my nipples. Both of his parents worked until late on Mondays so that's when Josh and I would go home with him after school for a solid two hours of three-way boy-sex. No one has ever pleasured my nips as well as Bayani did, until today.
"Oh fuck, Mura!" I gasp. "Goddamn that's good."
After several minutes switching back and forth between my vibrating nipples he moves down my body and throws himself onto my cock. He's used to Wally's much bigger one and quickly finds he can get down a lot further on me than he can on Wally. He takes about two-thirds of it and works it aggressively, bringing me to the brink much too soon.
"Not so fast, baby," I say and pull him up into another brief kiss, but then nudge him further until he is lying on my face. With a happy squeal he pushes his cock into my mouth and begins to fuck my face.
It's incredibly hard even if it's quite a bit smaller than Loki's. I adore Mura's delicious meat and every single aspect of him feeding it to me, from his bald little nuts nudging my chin to the fabulous firm cheeks of his ass that I pull into me as he thrusts. His skin is softer than soft and he smells wonderfully clean and boyish. I know that's due to Wally's influence, having seen them nearly every day washing each other in the creek.
That usually ends up on the bank with Wally's big cock in the boy's eager little mouth.
Mura withdraws and slides down my body to face me.
"Baht Cap!" he says with steely intensity. "Fuck Mura now!"
"I need…" I begin but Loki is way ahead of me, popping in to present me the same sort of small bowl of lube he and I used our first time.
Well, our only time so far, but that will change.
Mura grabs it out of my hand and takes a handful, smearing it onto my cock with practiced flair. He reaches under himself and lubes his own hole, then with a lascivious smile locks his eyes on mine.
"Fuck good, Cap!" he says. "Make magic cum!"
"One magical orgasm coming up," I say like a short-order cook. Of course it's for Wally's amusement since the boys wouldn't get it.
I lift Mura up with both hands at his waist and guide him onto my raging stiffness. The boy reaches under and grips my dick, micro-adjusting it and himself for the perfect docking maneuver. When I am centered on his hot pucker he locks eyes with me and smiles like this is a naughty secret just for the two of us, even though we have an audience.
He slowly lets himself down, his well-practiced ass opening wide to swallow me. I am steely hard and I admit that in this moment I'm not wishing it was Loki instead of Mura. He's a beautiful boy who wants me without reservation, and it doesn't get a whole lot better than that.
I steadily invade his amazingly tight hotness and it's absolutely thrilling until I remember that Wally's big cock has preceded me in here. I'm no pencil dick but compared to Wally it ain't lookin' good.
This does not bolster my confidence.
"Ooooh," Mura sighs as he lets himself down. "Cock so good, Cap!"
OK, so that helps with the confidence. I firm up my hold on his flanks and push myself upward. Mura takes a gulp of air, like he's been holding his breath, and lets it out as a deep sigh.
His little boner has flagged a bit during penetration, never going entirely limp but not at the rigid attention of a moment before. His face is a closed-eyed mask of concentration as he focuses on his goal of taking all of me right to the hilt. Down he slides, his silky, steaming channel steadily engulfing me, until with matching groans from both of us he settles onto my balls.
He has every bit of it, and I watch his expression morph from unswerving purpose to triumphant delight. His dancing brown eyes open and immediately lock with mine once again, and we share the joy of this wonderful moment.
I feel him trying to lean back and I help him get into a more open position, supporting his lower back with my hands. His knees open wide and I have a magnificent view of everything I want to see: his hairless hard-on and small, loose-hanging balls, and my grownup cock stretching his little anus.
It might be the sexiest thing I've ever seen, and I can't wait to have Loki in this very position.
Mura begins to move himself, tiny up and down motions, and I instantly shift from observation mode to full horndog. I undulate with him, complementing his thrusts with equal and opposite thrusts of my own. The lube is doing its job perfectly and our parts move together like a freshly-oiled engine.
Mura throws his head back and gasps in pleasure, and as our strokes get longer and faster his dick pumps back up to iron stiffness. There can be no better indication that he is loving this and it spurs me to push up into him even harder.
"Uh uh uh uh uh," he cries softly but urgently, in perfect rhythm with our thrusts. These little cries are tremendously exciting, my reward for continuing to hump upward from my palm-frond pallet despite my energy beginning to fail. I'm not fully recovered from near-death and this position is killing me. Much as I hate to admit it I pretty much have to stop thrusting and collapse under him.
"Soo wahn?" Mura exclaims in bewilderment. "Feshun Cap!"
"Wally!" I cry. "Tell him I have to rest. I'm sorry… I can't…"
Wally gives with some indigenous babble and Mura reacts with stark disappointment. My cock remains bone-hard so Mura can still ride it perfectly well but I know it's not what he wants. He wants me to fuck him, not to fuck himself on something that might as well be a dildo.
Mura leans forward and reaches for me, so I take his arms and pull him up to face me again, my cock still impaling him fully. I give him my most apologetic look and he forgivingly smiles and leans in for a kiss. He slowly grinds on me while we kiss and I have to say it's hot as fuck.
After several minutes of this joy I am rapid-recharged like my old cell phone when I was a kid. Mura senses my recovery, firmly gripping my shoulders with his hands and tightening his thighs around my hips. He leans over, apparently trying to roll us both onto my good side.
"T'eng ba, Cap! T'eng ba!"
"He wants…" Wally offers but I cut him off.
"I get it!"
I roll with Mura a little past ninety degrees, so that he is mostly on his back and I am almost on top of him, in damn-near missionary position with my weight supported on one ass cheek. As he locks his ankles behind my back I once again seat my cock deeply inside him.
His smile is full and genuine and our eyes connect in pure and heartfelt lust. Mura is ready for me to take him, to have my way with him, and instantly I'm right back in the game.
I wrap my arms around him in the old bear-hug, which I'm sure Loki described to him, and engage him in a deep sexy kiss as I begin to thrust. He's very relaxed and accepting, clearly a lot more experienced receiving anal from grown men than Loki. I pump harder and faster and he moans appreciatively.
I glance over to see Loki and Wally slowly masturbating each other as they watch. I guess Loki's dick was not used as much yesterday as his other parts since it is apparently not sore. I'm surprised to realize that I'm glad they are enjoying the show.
I pick up the pace, pounding Mura deeper and faster until we are making that slap slap sound that turns me on so much. Fucking him is different from fucking Loki, and I really do love doing it, but I just can't escape the annoying truth that he's not Loki.
This is mere fucking. With Loki it's lovemaking.
Loving or not my body is into it and I feel my urgency beginning to rise. I haven't sensed any of that from Mura yet so I don't know if I should speed up to increase his stimulation or slow down to let him catch up. Mura settles the question.
"Baht Cap!" he cries, gasping out the words. "Baht deekuh!"
Wally begins to translate but I shout, "Faster! I know!"
I throw myself into it and really start to power-top the kid. I know he's had it many times and I get the impression he needs it to be very intense in order to get his nut. I slam and slam, bottoming over and over again until I finally feel that familiar tension in him that males from eight to eighty crave so badly. His ass clenches around my cock and I'm sure he's about to get there.
Relieved that I'm not disappointing him I let myself feel it too. My cock swells and my balls pull up and my gut clenches.
We cum so close together I can't discern the difference.
I fuck Mura long after my jizz has spurted its last and he keeps right on pushing back to meet each thrust. This boy loves to fuck and I don't want to let him down, but eventually I'm pushing a wet noodle into a keyhole and I have to stop. I roll away from him and a satisfying glob of greyish white rolls down his butt cheek to the fronds that make up my bed.
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