Ritual Sex
A story about becoming one
I always knew that my coming of age would be in a ritual.
There was a gradual preparation of boys for the day they would become men, and I while I was excited to leave childish play behind, a part of me was afraid of what would come.
My favorite girl, the one who’s always been beside me, Aki, had already become a woman. She was a year older, and her ritual had been in the past — and I remember how hard my heart was beating as I watched her be consumed by two men. They surrounded her, embraced her, and penetrated her until she was screaming to high heavens.
I was hard the whole time. My mind was only dreaming about the moment when I would get the chance of doing something like that.
Now that the moment was here, I was ready to dive in.
The ritual was simple. Seven boys had been chosen to pass into adulthood.
The first challenge was to swim across the river, collect food for the feast and swim back. We helped one another in order to bring enough for everyone.
The entire afternoon felt like a goodbye to our past and a welcome into our real life.
Then, we were bathed in oils and smoke. Older women smeared the scented ointment on our skin, and some of us got hard, there was laughter…
