Hello again, this is Matt, or rather Andrew. To clarify, Matt is not short for Matthew, is the name the Ciont'i tribe gave me when I join them, Cobar told me it meant "Pale" or something like that. At least there's less struggle than with my real name. Anyway this past days had been quite the experience. I've not been able to see my father since I joined the tribe. His hut was somewhere on the outskirts of the village and therefore out of my reach. It appears I wouldn't be able to see pops until I become a man according to the Ciont'i, which it might just be right by me, one thing is being naked in front of the almost nude tribesmen, but I wouldn't want my dad to see me like this.
Being a child according to the Ciont'i is quite troublesome for someone my age, not just because of the lack of clothing. I still remember the first night, I was famished. I spent most of the rest of the day curled up in a corner, I couldn't speak the language so it was just the kids playing about when they got over the novelty of seeing me. It was in night at the light of the bonfire, that my stomach rumbled hard enough for the Chiche woman to hear it.
"Chichi?" she asked me with a gentle smile. I shook my head, I knew that if I didn't suck on it I would starve, but unlike the other girls on the tribe the Chiches tits were almost grotesquely huge. At any point I wasn't asked again. The large woman grabbed my face and began to rub my lips against his massive tit, Cobar would later confess he made her do it knowing that I may not want to do it myself. I struggled but it appeared it had been enough to leak her milk, and by casualty my tongue taste it. It was sweet and salty, but not really creamy. Before I knew I was sucking like a babe. She sat on the floor and I sat on her lap cradling me in her arms. as I sucked her glorious milk. She seemed to have an endless support I drank until my belly ache from full. When I finally let go and the stupor from the ordeal was up I realize this woman had one of her hands on my butt, I quickly got up, and then as quickly I sat down when I realized I had develop the biggest boner yet. The woman just smiled at me. For a moment I thought that I was rude, but then again all the men in the villages had a boner too, so it wasn't something new.
Afterward at least I was less apprehensive about being breastfed, again while naked. But a milk-only diet had me peeing six times a day. Which had the unfortunate side-effect of reminding me about my own denude groin with regularity. I perhaps failed to mention another of the disadvantage of being a child by Ciont'i standars. I had no right to body hair. They believed it was sign of a man's virility and a child had no need or right to flaunt it. I only wish Cobar would have explain me that before that woman shaved me with knife, actually a sharp stone, in my sleep.
As days went by I stayed with the Chiche, and occasionally played a form of ball game with the young ones, truth be told I felt so much invigorated that sitting still was almost an impossible chore. If Cobar hunted earlier he would teach me some more of their language. It became exceedingly easier to me to learn it, which is odd since I struggled with Spanish class. I also noticed my skin was getting darker, the sunlight must be giving such an all over tan, again odd since I thought I would have become a blistering sun burnt shrimp by the third day. By the end of the week I had a basic grasp of the Ciont'i language, enough to engage in small talk. I made friends with the other boy my age that wasn't allowed to leave the village.
Jayal was a little taller than me and had a slim athletic built. With his bronze skin and no body hair, shaved like mine I supposed, he looked more like a walking statue. But, for Ciant'i standards he was a runt, Cobar was bigger, looked stronger and was definitively ''longer'' than both us. Perhaps that's why we clic so well, soon I spent my mornings without Cobar with Jayal, he would showed me around the village, where they store the nuts and fruits, forbidden to the boys (but he did instruct me not to eat the special fruit reserved for the Chiches, I didn't get exactly why, I only gathered that it was bad), showed me some games to entertain ourselves and the best places to spy on the girls while bathing (the Ciont'i women had no care for going topless, but full nudity was reserved for spouses). On once such occasion I ashamed to admit I started stroking my penis, when Jayal saw me he swatted my hand and yelled something I didn't get. I tried to ask him what the problem was since I knew that he escaped with the excuse of a ''tunka'' to blow his load, which I had the bad luck to witness once... although I pretty much used the same tactic after a while. The most I could gather was that it was bad to be discovered.
I had become used to walk among the Ciont'i but I hope I can perform the maturity quest. Jayal tell me the quest changes every year, so even if he told me his past failed quests it wouldn't help us.