Chapter 1

This is a prompt I wrote some time ago. I hesitated about posting it, first because it will go to the end of the pipeline, meaning the second chapter will be posted on September or so. Second, because right now I have no idea how will it end. But I think it has a lot of potential, so if you have any ideas or suggestions, I’d love to hear them.

The rules were simple. Each new inductee -those who turned 18 during the year previous to the big family camp- would spend the night in a tent. Throughout the night, those females -or males, if there were female inductees- who wished so would go from tent to tent welcoming the boy or girl to the family tradition. The next morning, they would be full members and have the right to participate in the festivities, meaning orgies.

This time there were three boys, Mark, John and Chris. Mark and John were athletes, Chris was not. A child illness had left him weakened and stunted his growth, so he was about one head shorter than his cousins. The three of them stood in front of the women of the family, being received by catcalls and air kisses. Several older sisters, cousins -and a few aunts- had shouted their intention to “sample” their wares. Among those who cried louder were Gloria and Kim, Chris’ mother and sister. He couldn’t help to blush, the feeling of expectation almost overwhelming. Until now his sickly nature had prevented him from having a normal school experience, and yes, that included girls. But tonight, all of that would be in the past.

After the ceremony, the three boys were sent outside to three tents, about 20 feet apart of each other, arranged as a row. First Mark, then Chris, then John. There, they would wait for the ladies to start their parade. There was no order for it, the women were expected to leave the general party whenever they felt like it, walk to the tent they chose, spend some time there and go back to the party. The three tents were open, because the tradition was that if the tent flap was open, the inductee was free.

Chris was excited. Being the runt of the litter, until now, his life had not been stellar. In contrast to his more athletic cousins, high school had been a disappointment.

“I wonder who will be first,” he thought. The temptation to jerk off was strong, but he resisted it knowing that very soon his cock would be touched by a female hand instead of his own.

After some time, he heard noises outside. Laughs, moans and cries. His ears told him they came from the tent at his right. He quickly checked himself for breath and smell, and waited. He saw his sister walk in front of his tent. She looked at him, gave him a smile but didn’t stop. A minute later, similar noises were coming from the tent at his left. Now it was his turn, so he sat on the air mattress, expectant.

“Why’s taking them so long?” He wondered. By his watch already 15 minutes had passed, and still nobody had entered his tent.

He heard a “Thank you, John” outside, followed by a laugh. He heard John’s tent flap opening and one of his aunts leaving it. She waved him goodbye and left.

A few seconds later, the sex noises had started again. To his right, there was a “Thank you, Mark” and a “See ya’”, by a different female voice. “Two girls?” he smiled. “I didn’t know the rules allowed that. Not so long now, he thought.

After one hour, three more women have passed but not stopped. He had even seen a woman approaching the tents, look at which ones had their flaps open, and then return to the house. He had counted seven more “thank you” outside, including voices that he recognized as his sister and his mom. He couldn’t believe it, but it was clear that nobody was coming to his tent that night.