Atreyu Discovers His Sexuality
WARNING: Sexual Content
Atreyu loved life at sea. He loved the pirating of merchant ships for things the tribe would need. If the ships’ cargo wasn’t something the village could use, they could always trade it somewhere for what it could. The booty he claimed for his share of the spoils was always something he thought his family would like. He even claimed things he thought the village children would enjoy.
Black Hawk had left Port Royal and was making its wandering way back home. Atreyu was now nineteen. This had been a ‘quick’ trip, for it had been a harsh winter, and the village was in need of things to survive. Atreyu was actually looking forward to returning home. They’d hit so many ships that he had many things for everyone. He’d had to store some of it in an extra hammock in one of the cargo holds, because his poor sea chest couldn’t hold anymore.
Atreyu sat one night when they were almost home with one of the new sailors they’d picked up in Port Royal. Phillip was maybe a year older then Atreyu. They’d grown up for a short while in Port Royal, and the lads enjoyed each others company as they were so close in age. Atreyu had taken to helping Hastings and Freemonte with the teaching of new members the tribe’s language in his spare time. Tonight he was not only working with Phillip on language, but also describing the village, The People, and the way of life.
“Wow Zak-- I mean Atreyu. I still can’t get used to that name. It sounds like wonderful place.”
Atreyu chuckled at Phillip. He was the only one to call him by his old name, and Atreyu found that he’d still answer to it. “It’s a’ight Phillip. I’ve told you, I don’t mind in the least. And it is. Who knows, maybe you’ll find yourself a wife or two while we’re there.”
Phillip got an uncomfortable look at the mentioning of wives. He quickly looked away. Atreyu peered at his friend. “What’s wrong? Don’t tell me you want to stay a bachelor all your life?” He chuckled.
Phillip looked back at Atreyu with a troubled expression. “Yes… No… I don’t know, Zak.” Suddenly he leaned forward and kissed Atreyu full on the mouth, startling his friend. He pulled back quickly stuttering. “I-I’m sorry… I… I shouldn’t…” He started to get up and leave, but Atreyu’s hand shot out and clamped around his wrist, yanking him back down.
“Now wait a minute.” While he’d been startled by being kissed by his friend, he hadn’t found it appalling or revolting. He’d stumbled on some of the sailors a couple of times mating, so the idea wasn’t new to him. He knew that men and women mated together as well. He’d heard Captain Jackson with his wives often enough growing up. Once he’d even stumbled on a brave and maiden mating. He’d never experience either, with females he’d managed to avoid those trying to get him for a husband. He didn’t want a wife, or more, and kids just yet in his life. He’d long since learned that playing with himself brought about some interesting pleasurable results, and that helped him resist any sexual encounters back home.
Phillip started growing nervous again as Atreyu hadn’t said more. He was stuck though, since his friend hadn’t released his wrist. He was really wishing he hadn’t let his attraction for Atreyu show. Now he’d probably just lost a very good friend.
Atreyu finally spoke, startling Phillip out of his thoughts. “That was interesting. Have you been with another before?”
Phillip blinked, a little stunned. That wasn’t what I’d expected him to say, that’s for sure. He nodded at Atreyu. “Yes… someone after Kas was killed.”
Atreyu raised a brow. “Man or woman or both?”
Phillip chuckled. “Man, Atreyu, I’ve never been with a woman.”
Atreyu grinned. “Me either, but I haven’t been with a man either. So, it’s good at least one of us has experience. Come on. I know a place we can go and not be bothered.” He rose and led his friend below deck, to a place out of the way in a cargo hold that was occasionally used for such things.
Phillip was stunned as Atreyu pulled him to his feet and led him off, still not letting go of his writs. He couldn’t believe his good fortune that Atreyu was actually open to the idea. Soon they reached the cargo hold Atreyu had thought of. Finally letting go of Phillip’s wrist, he led him behind the casks and boxes of ships supplies. Behind these there was a small area with old and worn blankets, making a kind of bed. Once within the hide away, Atreyu quickly cast off his clothes, then turned to his friend. “Now what?”
Phillip stared at his friend’s beautiful body, soaking the vision up. It wasn’t until Atreyu spoke that he snapped out of his near trance. He quickly undressed as well, and then he moved over to Atreyu. Placing his hands on his shoulders, he kissed him long and gently, not wanting to spook him.
Atreyu found he liked the kiss, but what he really liked more was the caressing Phillip’s hands were doing now, as they kissed. His hands settled on Phillip’s hips, then started their own caressing. They sank down to the bedding and started exploring each others bodies.
Eventually Phillip got Atreyu turned around. Reaching around him, he stroked Atreyu’s hardened c**k, and nibbled on his shoulder. “Relax as much as possible. It’ll hurt less.” Atreyu nodded and did his best to do so. Phillip entered him slowly, pausing to let Atreyu’s body get used to him. It surprised Atreyu just how painful it was, even relaxed. Phillip kept stroking his manhood as he waited for Atreyu’s body to adjust. Soon the pain became a distant memory as the pleasure from Phillip’s ministrations asserted themselves. Phillip started moving in and out slowly, and Atreyu noticed his body matching the rhythm. Sensations shot through Atreyu’s body, very similar to what would happen when he played with himself. Only these were more intense, and he liked it very much.
Before long Phillip’s body stiffened and he cried out as he reached climax, After a moment’s rest, he whispered to Atreyu. “Your turn.” They switched positions, and with much help and guidance, Atreyu entered Phillip. At Phillip’s encouragement, Atreyu started slowly and hesitantly to move. Soon they were moving in a perfect rhythm that was quickly building up speed. Suddenly, Atreyu stiffened and cried out as he orgasmed. They lay together for a short a short while, languidly petting and caressing each other. Phillip looked at Atreyu. “So? What’d you think?”
Atreyu gives him a smirk. “Messy. Definitely messy.” At Phillip’s look, Atreyu grins. “But very much worth the mess.”
Phillip rolls his eyes, and lightly punches Atreyu’s chest. “Same ol’ Zak gotta joke about everything.”
Atreyu looked at him surprised. “of course I do. Where else would we get a laugh from?” Phillip snorted and started cleaning up and getting dressed. Atreyu followed his lead. Shortly, they headed to the crew quarters and their hammocks.
*****
When the welcomes were over for the returning Black Hawk crew, Atreyu found that his two older brothers had built him a longhouse of his own. He was not only surprised, but grateful as well. He hugged both of them. “Thank you.”
Swift Foot gave a cheeky grin. “Well, a man should have his own longhouse to bring a wife home to.”
Atreyu gave him an enigmatic smile. “Of course.” Atreyu turned to Phillip. “You will guest in my lodge during your stay with the People?” Phillip gave a slight nod with an unreadable expression on his face. Atreyu could guess at his thoughts. They’d so recently become lovers, and here was his brothers talking about him bringing home a wife.
A thought struck Atreyu and his face turned stricken. He looked wildly at Swift Foot and Far Seer. “My Near Mothers didn’t arrange a marriage, or five, in my absence did they?” Atreyu’s question and actions relieved Phillip on one hand and worried him on the other as Atreyu waited a reply. Three marriages? Surely he jests.
Swift Foot suddenly howled with laughter as Atreyu became more and more nervous waiting for a reply that was long in coming. Far Seer rolled his eyes and smacked his older brother, while trying to reassure his younger one. “No, Atreyu, they did not, though many mothers of eligible maids have tried real hard to corner them.”
Atreyu’s relief was so great his knees nearly buckled. The brothers looked puzzled and perplexed. Swift Foot asks, “Do you not want a wife, Brother?”
Atreyu chuckled and shook his head in amusement. “Perhaps someday, but I will want to choose her myself instead of having someone I no longer know chosen for me.”
Far Seer snorted. “Someday had better come before you are too old to enjoy a woman, Brother.”
Atreyu grinned and clapped Far Seer’s shoulder. “Aye, Brother, I’m sure it will.”
The brothers soon left to let Atreyu and his friend settle in and relax in Atreyu’s new longhouse. Phillip was almost as relieved as Atreyu to hear that his friend had up coming weddings. Atreyu’s talk of marrying someday though hurt a bit. He looked at Atreyu one they were settled. “Three wives?”
“Aye, it’s not uncommon here. Near Father has two.” Atreyu chuckled at Phillip’s astonishment to find he hadn’t been joking.
Phillip whistles and shakes his head. “That’s a lot of women under one roof.”
Atreyu nodded. “I don’t even want one under this roof.” He pauses. “Well, unless it’s one of my Near Mothers, sisters, nieces, or Grandmother. I don’t have to worry about anyone thinking I’m considering marrying one of them.” Atreyu suddenly grins slyly at Phillip, and then pounces on him. “Right now, all I need is you.” He gives Phillip a passionate kiss that promises more.
*****
As it tends to be with crews stuck together for any length of time on an island of floating wood, the sailors of the Black Hawk didn’t take long to figure out what was between Atreyu and Phillip. A suspicion that was proven in the first few months.
Atreyu loved life at sea. He loved the pirating of merchant ships for things the tribe would need. If the ships’ cargo wasn’t something the village could use, they could always trade it somewhere for what it could. The booty he claimed for his share of the spoils was always something he thought his family would like. He even claimed things he thought the village children would enjoy.
Black Hawk had left Port Royal and was making its wandering way back home. Atreyu was now nineteen. This had been a ‘quick’ trip, for it had been a harsh winter, and the village was in need of things to survive. Atreyu was actually looking forward to returning home. They’d hit so many ships that he had many things for everyone. He’d had to store some of it in an extra hammock in one of the cargo holds, because his poor sea chest couldn’t hold anymore.
Atreyu sat one night when they were almost home with one of the new sailors they’d picked up in Port Royal. Phillip was maybe a year older then Atreyu. They’d grown up for a short while in Port Royal, and the lads enjoyed each others company as they were so close in age. Atreyu had taken to helping Hastings and Freemonte with the teaching of new members the tribe’s language in his spare time. Tonight he was not only working with Phillip on language, but also describing the village, The People, and the way of life.
“Wow Zak-- I mean Atreyu. I still can’t get used to that name. It sounds like wonderful place.”
Atreyu chuckled at Phillip. He was the only one to call him by his old name, and Atreyu found that he’d still answer to it. “It’s a’ight Phillip. I’ve told you, I don’t mind in the least. And it is. Who knows, maybe you’ll find yourself a wife or two while we’re there.”
Phillip got an uncomfortable look at the mentioning of wives. He quickly looked away. Atreyu peered at his friend. “What’s wrong? Don’t tell me you want to stay a bachelor all your life?” He chuckled.
Phillip looked back at Atreyu with a troubled expression. “Yes… No… I don’t know, Zak.” Suddenly he leaned forward and kissed Atreyu full on the mouth, startling his friend. He pulled back quickly stuttering. “I-I’m sorry… I… I shouldn’t…” He started to get up and leave, but Atreyu’s hand shot out and clamped around his wrist, yanking him back down.
“Now wait a minute.” While he’d been startled by being kissed by his friend, he hadn’t found it appalling or revolting. He’d stumbled on some of the sailors a couple of times mating, so the idea wasn’t new to him. He knew that men and women mated together as well. He’d heard Captain Jackson with his wives often enough growing up. Once he’d even stumbled on a brave and maiden mating. He’d never experience either, with females he’d managed to avoid those trying to get him for a husband. He didn’t want a wife, or more, and kids just yet in his life. He’d long since learned that playing with himself brought about some interesting pleasurable results, and that helped him resist any sexual encounters back home.
Phillip started growing nervous again as Atreyu hadn’t said more. He was stuck though, since his friend hadn’t released his wrist. He was really wishing he hadn’t let his attraction for Atreyu show. Now he’d probably just lost a very good friend.
Atreyu finally spoke, startling Phillip out of his thoughts. “That was interesting. Have you been with another before?”
Phillip blinked, a little stunned. That wasn’t what I’d expected him to say, that’s for sure. He nodded at Atreyu. “Yes… someone after Kas was killed.”
Atreyu raised a brow. “Man or woman or both?”
Phillip chuckled. “Man, Atreyu, I’ve never been with a woman.”
Atreyu grinned. “Me either, but I haven’t been with a man either. So, it’s good at least one of us has experience. Come on. I know a place we can go and not be bothered.” He rose and led his friend below deck, to a place out of the way in a cargo hold that was occasionally used for such things.
Phillip was stunned as Atreyu pulled him to his feet and led him off, still not letting go of his writs. He couldn’t believe his good fortune that Atreyu was actually open to the idea. Soon they reached the cargo hold Atreyu had thought of. Finally letting go of Phillip’s wrist, he led him behind the casks and boxes of ships supplies. Behind these there was a small area with old and worn blankets, making a kind of bed. Once within the hide away, Atreyu quickly cast off his clothes, then turned to his friend. “Now what?”
Phillip stared at his friend’s beautiful body, soaking the vision up. It wasn’t until Atreyu spoke that he snapped out of his near trance. He quickly undressed as well, and then he moved over to Atreyu. Placing his hands on his shoulders, he kissed him long and gently, not wanting to spook him.
Atreyu found he liked the kiss, but what he really liked more was the caressing Phillip’s hands were doing now, as they kissed. His hands settled on Phillip’s hips, then started their own caressing. They sank down to the bedding and started exploring each others bodies.
Eventually Phillip got Atreyu turned around. Reaching around him, he stroked Atreyu’s hardened c**k, and nibbled on his shoulder. “Relax as much as possible. It’ll hurt less.” Atreyu nodded and did his best to do so. Phillip entered him slowly, pausing to let Atreyu’s body get used to him. It surprised Atreyu just how painful it was, even relaxed. Phillip kept stroking his manhood as he waited for Atreyu’s body to adjust. Soon the pain became a distant memory as the pleasure from Phillip’s ministrations asserted themselves. Phillip started moving in and out slowly, and Atreyu noticed his body matching the rhythm. Sensations shot through Atreyu’s body, very similar to what would happen when he played with himself. Only these were more intense, and he liked it very much.
Before long Phillip’s body stiffened and he cried out as he reached climax, After a moment’s rest, he whispered to Atreyu. “Your turn.” They switched positions, and with much help and guidance, Atreyu entered Phillip. At Phillip’s encouragement, Atreyu started slowly and hesitantly to move. Soon they were moving in a perfect rhythm that was quickly building up speed. Suddenly, Atreyu stiffened and cried out as he orgasmed. They lay together for a short a short while, languidly petting and caressing each other. Phillip looked at Atreyu. “So? What’d you think?”
Atreyu gives him a smirk. “Messy. Definitely messy.” At Phillip’s look, Atreyu grins. “But very much worth the mess.”
Phillip rolls his eyes, and lightly punches Atreyu’s chest. “Same ol’ Zak gotta joke about everything.”
Atreyu looked at him surprised. “of course I do. Where else would we get a laugh from?” Phillip snorted and started cleaning up and getting dressed. Atreyu followed his lead. Shortly, they headed to the crew quarters and their hammocks.
*****
When the welcomes were over for the returning Black Hawk crew, Atreyu found that his two older brothers had built him a longhouse of his own. He was not only surprised, but grateful as well. He hugged both of them. “Thank you.”
Swift Foot gave a cheeky grin. “Well, a man should have his own longhouse to bring a wife home to.”
Atreyu gave him an enigmatic smile. “Of course.” Atreyu turned to Phillip. “You will guest in my lodge during your stay with the People?” Phillip gave a slight nod with an unreadable expression on his face. Atreyu could guess at his thoughts. They’d so recently become lovers, and here was his brothers talking about him bringing home a wife.
A thought struck Atreyu and his face turned stricken. He looked wildly at Swift Foot and Far Seer. “My Near Mothers didn’t arrange a marriage, or five, in my absence did they?” Atreyu’s question and actions relieved Phillip on one hand and worried him on the other as Atreyu waited a reply. Three marriages? Surely he jests.
Swift Foot suddenly howled with laughter as Atreyu became more and more nervous waiting for a reply that was long in coming. Far Seer rolled his eyes and smacked his older brother, while trying to reassure his younger one. “No, Atreyu, they did not, though many mothers of eligible maids have tried real hard to corner them.”
Atreyu’s relief was so great his knees nearly buckled. The brothers looked puzzled and perplexed. Swift Foot asks, “Do you not want a wife, Brother?”
Atreyu chuckled and shook his head in amusement. “Perhaps someday, but I will want to choose her myself instead of having someone I no longer know chosen for me.”
Far Seer snorted. “Someday had better come before you are too old to enjoy a woman, Brother.”
Atreyu grinned and clapped Far Seer’s shoulder. “Aye, Brother, I’m sure it will.”
The brothers soon left to let Atreyu and his friend settle in and relax in Atreyu’s new longhouse. Phillip was almost as relieved as Atreyu to hear that his friend had up coming weddings. Atreyu’s talk of marrying someday though hurt a bit. He looked at Atreyu one they were settled. “Three wives?”
“Aye, it’s not uncommon here. Near Father has two.” Atreyu chuckled at Phillip’s astonishment to find he hadn’t been joking.
Phillip whistles and shakes his head. “That’s a lot of women under one roof.”
Atreyu nodded. “I don’t even want one under this roof.” He pauses. “Well, unless it’s one of my Near Mothers, sisters, nieces, or Grandmother. I don’t have to worry about anyone thinking I’m considering marrying one of them.” Atreyu suddenly grins slyly at Phillip, and then pounces on him. “Right now, all I need is you.” He gives Phillip a passionate kiss that promises more.
*****
As it tends to be with crews stuck together for any length of time on an island of floating wood, the sailors of the Black Hawk didn’t take long to figure out what was between Atreyu and Phillip. A suspicion that was proven in the first few months.