Jungle Safari
By: Ron

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Sam always wanted to see the natives real and up close.  Now he had his way-- but not in the manner he had fantasied


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JUNGLE SAFARI

Joel had always longed to go on safari into the South American jungles. There was something about the primitive cultures that engaged his interest and imagination. In truth, in his secret thoughts the idea of semi-naked savages clothed only in loose breech cloths really turned him on. There was something about their savage display of their genitals that drove him wild with sexual emotion.

And then one day his opportunity arrived A small private anthropological group was forming to go into the jungles of Venezuela and work among the natives there. There were only four of them, most of them quite young only just out of graduate school. This was their first trek and they were probably naïve about what they might get involved with. But Sam was too eager to be concerned with anything like that. He should have been!

Two days into their journey, they were already deep into the jungle and the last civilized outpost was behind them. Joel was bursting with enthusiasm and anticipation. It didn’t hamper his mood that he was living in close proximity to four young attractive men, one of which he was fairly certain was gay, judging from the shorts he always wore which were just a bit too tight for chance. And the way he stroked his bulge when he saw Joel looking his way. As far as that goes, the others had great physiques, too, and the fact that all had stripped to their shorts did little to hide them.

All along the way, their trip was accompanied by far-off drum beats. Suddenly, as they entered a clearing, the drums stopped. An eerie silence came over the area. At the perimeter, old ruins of an ancient civilization lay, half hidden by the encroaching forest. The silence was punctuated by a sudden scream, just as suddenly cut off as an arrow pierced the throat of one of his comrades—right in the apple! In agony he tried to pull the shaft from his throat as several more rained down from all sides: he caught one in his tight belly in his navel; another penetrated his bare back; a third entered his tight little ass; and a fourth entered his crotch, nailing his right testicle to his thigh! Before anyone could hide or even react, arrows came raining down. Jimmy screamed as his young body was riddled with the sharp points of arrows. He never stood a chance. He took a dozen in every part of his body: his chest, belly, and ass cheeks were favorite targets. A piercing scream left his lips as a shaft caught him in the left eye, through the eyeball and into his brain. Johnny, a third companion, caught one in his ass, two in his back, and another in his groin. He lay there, still alive and screaming. For some unexplainable reason, Sam was unharmed as he cowered there in terror. Suddenly, the clearing was filled with small half-naked natives. Yelling and talking among themselves, they swarmed around the dead and dying men. One approached young Johnny who was lying on his back and skewered to the ground with a single thrust of an arrow into his navel. Then he ripped the fly of his tight shorts, grabbed him by his cock and young balls and with a single swipe of his hunting knife sliced off his genitals. Johnny left one great scream of agony before the native took his severed prick and balls and stuffed them into his open mouth

All the while, Joel lay there petrified as his partners perished. When they had finished slicing off the remaining genitals, they approached him, seized him by his arms and legs and bore him to their village. Now he found himself in the middle of another clearing with at least ten dancing natives surrounding him. Closer and closer they came and soon he was in intimate contact with the swarming men. They tore off his shorts and laughed to one another as his more than ample genitals plopped forward. His big engorged cock sprang forth and his equally impressive twin juicy testicles swayed beneath. Off came his boots and socks and he stood naked among them. In spite of his terror, part of him was intoxicated by the feeling of so many of the little men fondling and groping him. Their little hands were everywhere: feeling his naked breast, squeezing his throat, kneading his full ass cheeks and running their hands up his thigh getting slowly closer to his dangling balls. He could feel little hands cupping his ass and plunging a finger up his hole; another went between his legs from behind and inched his way up toward his crotch. They were all over him. Now their fury increased. In some way they resented the development of his body. There was no comparison between their genitals and HIS massive prick and swaying nuts. As if one body, they attacked his. He felt their crazed hands all over him. Now one was tearing at one of his plumb nipples. He dug and twisted the nub until Joel thought he would go mad! At last it was torn from his heaving chest as blood spurted from the wound. Handful of his black chest hair was ripped away and his second tit was twisted off. At the same time he felt a hand encircle his face and fingers reached for his eyes. GOD! How he screamed as he felt a thumb enter the socket and gouge his left eyeball from its place. A second finger tore out his right eye leaving him blind and only knowing his fate by touch and pain. As he screamed, a hand pushed open his mouth and tore his tongue out after knocking out his front teeth.

As several hands forced his ass apart he felt his asshole being torn open with the insertion of a thick pole. Up his ass it went until he thought it must surely be up to his belly! Now he felt many hands at his groin. While one seized his thick swollen cock and pulled with all his might, another pair of hands took hold of his big balls and pulled and squeezed them in the other direction while another tried to attack them from the rear between his legs. The one who had seized his prick now dug his fingers under the ridge of his corona and pulled at his foreskin. Another set of fingers tore it apart and partially skinned his cock. Freed of its protection, his cock head was twisted and pulled until it yielded to the vicious pressure and began to pull away from its shaft. Joel tried to scream as he felt it being destroyed—his beautiful prick being torn apart. Now he felt it being grasped at the base and being torn off by the roots! He couldn’t comprehend the loss of his magnificent manhood!

At the same time, his nuts were being taken from him. Two hands encircled his sac and twisted and pulled until he thought he would go mad with the agony. He could feel the bag being stretched and then torn. Suddenly, the sac ripped clean and his balls were attached only by the cords and sperm tubes. Strong pulsing fingers slowly but inexorably squeezed his balls until they ruptured. They stretched to their limits and then began to snap as his “boys” were pulled free. The last thing he felt were the fingers of a strong native around his gasping throat. He felt the strangling pressure at his Adams apple until it ruptured. He made one incredible effort to get air into his lungs before they squeezed his throat closed.

For dinner there was a great feast and Joel was to be the main course. His roasted body was impaled on a spit and slowly turned until it was done. His great genitals formed what we would call appetizers, chopped up into small pieces of cock and testicles. His head would be shrunken and join the others in the circle surrounding the camp.




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