Redhead by HrtOfGld
Date: May 25, 2022

Throughout their eighteen years of life, the young men of the village had almost everything they could want. The elders (of which I was a member) gave each young man a safe place to sleep, eat and train (for young boys, this was called 'play' and for young adolescents, this was called 'study'). They all lived in a three story dormitory with a Master and Floor Supervisors as well as selected young men from their own ranks that showed leadership potential as Youth Guides. This was a utopian life for the young men, at least until their nineteenth birthday when they would perform two rites of passage that would make them fully men.

From this years' crew we had about twenty young men ready to ascent to manhood, and that meant that each elder was randomly assigned four young men. This would be our group for the rites and in the main training arena the young men waited for their numbers to be called. This year I got very lucky, my four young men were all well built, handsome and quite eager for manhood. I knew what rumors were being passed around, but I also knew that all of them were nothing compared to what each young man would face. In fact, part of the rite was the bursting of this particular bubble.

In our world, one other thing separated the boys from the men besides age and passage of the rites. The four young men had been completely naked since birth and now stood before me with proudly developed muscles and a goodly display of sexual equipment that, up to this time, they had no idea that it did more than allow for liquid waste to leave the body. You see, young boys were fitted at puberty with a special scrotum capsule that kept their sexual drives at bay, so their bodies developed perfectly with their hormones, but the young men's cocks had never, to their owner's knowledge, gotten erect and ejaculated. Rumors about this had circulated amongst the pubescent boys up to the rites as well, some of this was true and, as I got out the device that (mostly) painlessly removed the capsule from their heavy ball sacks, I gathered the young men around me as boys one last time.

"Today you will begin the first steps of becoming men," I said, intoning the sacred text of the Book of Rites of Passage before me, "and over the next few days you will experience the joys of being men." I motioned the first young man with curly blond hair and a massive set of equipment over to me. I am such a sucker for blondes, so of course he'd be first. "The first step is the removal of that which keeps you a boy," I said as I pulled up his soft yet heavy cock and then laid his heavy sack into the indented cup of the device. The device had, of course, been also used to insert the capsule and, as the boy at the time had smaller balls, this was where the (mostly) painless occurred. I closed the capture grid down upon the meaty balls and, of course, the space between the grid and the cup was smaller than the balls inside. The blond boy grimaced a bit as his balls complained, but then the grid released and his capsule was extracted. I signaled for the next young man, a brown haired beauty with even larger balls and, as I settled his sack into the device I smiled at his groan as the grid closed over his balls. His extraction took a bit longer as his capsule for some reason had moved slightly off target, so the device had to hunt for it. The grid snapped open and the young man walked to where the blonde stood, both cupping their now sore ball sacks. I performed the extraction on the other young men and then put the device away. The capsules were reusable so as each one had been removed it was stored into the device's insertion module for another boy. I now asked the young men to stand before me and remove their hands from their ball sacks.

"The first step of manhood has been achieved," I said, reaching with both hands and massaging the testicles of the blonde, who at first grimaced and then his face slowly took on a different look, that of pleasure. When he was smiling I let go of his balls and grasped the brown haired guy's sack, fondling those balls until he too was smiling. When the other two guy's balls had been fondled to a smiling face, I brought the guys over to another place in the facility for the rites. These were low, oddly shaped couches that the young men would soon understand why they were designed that way. One half of the couch had a tall angled back with no obvious arm rests, although two angled foot rests seemed to be near the end. The other half of the couch was also angled, but no obvious back was evident, the seat rose to about waist height and was curved over, with a dimple in front, and four odd loops on either side of the body of the couch. I had each young man sit on the first half to recline back and set their feet into the angled foot rests. This had the benefit of spreading their legs so that their ball sack was now loose between their legs and that their sculpted chests and abs were in full display. "Rest here for a bit while your bodies adjust to being with your capsules." The young men nodded and I sat in my own observation chair to wait for the next part of the rite. As I'd thought, the blonde began to show the first signs that he was ready, and I took with me four bags of materials that would be used.

The blonde's penis had started to fill out, his foreskin slowly peeling back to reveal the rusty red head that he'd only seen during his daily body cleansing rites and during his liquid waste removal cycle. His hormones, kicking in with the testicular massage he'd received from me, now activated and his body now responding to the new feelings. I arrived at his couch, noting that the others were also beginning to respond, and set down the bags beside me, selecting one and opening it to reveal its contents. "Your penis and testicles are now preparing to perform their other function, that of sexual reproduction. Your penis is becoming a vessel to deliver your seed to a receptacle that would normally create another being. As an enlightened society that separates our men from our women, we no longer perform the antiquated method of extraction and insemination. We do, however, have other methods that perform perfectly and thus our men are taught the rites so that they may perform these methods." I reached out and with one hand grasped the blonde's ball sack while using my other hand to lightly stroke the hardened shaft of his cock. "This first method is called masturbation, or in the vernacular, 'jacking off'. You manipulate your penis with your hands while it feels wonderful and, at that magic moment you can't wait any longer, you will have what is called ejaculation, or 'cumming.' You can get additional feeling from massaging this part of your cock separately like so..." I grasped his frenum (the place where the little bit of his foreskin anchored under the flare of his cock head) and slowly rubbed it between my fingers. The blonde's eyes rolled back in his head and, when I let go of him he immediately began rubbing that area almost frantically while his other hand pulled and fondled his balls. I went over to where the brown haired guy had a respectable 'stiffy' and gave him the same treatment. I helped the other two guys along and, when all four young men were beating off as if there was no tomorrow, I went to the blonde and frustrated him a bit by removing his hands from his pleasure toys. "There are a few other areas of your bodies that will also give you pleasure. Allow me to demonstrate." I reached forward and grasped one of the blonde's thick nipples, tweaking it a bit and then twisting it slightly before releasing it and working on the other one. This seemed to feel pretty good to him and he began playing with his nipples right away. I removed his hands after a bit of time and pushed his legs a bit wider and had him grasp his thighs, allowing me access to his other pleasure center, his perineum, the area between his asshole and his scrotum.

I began massaging this area to his groans of pleasure while I explained how this space could also be used to feel good. The blonde was a fast learner and when I left him was exploring all over his newly found erogenous zones, one hand firmly stroking his cock while the other explored. All three young men caught up with him and then I figured it was time to let them have their first orgasm. Blondie was, of course, first and I pulled out of the bag the specially lubricated liner for the dimple in his couch. "OK, that looks like you're ready. Get up and come over to this end of the couch."

He did so and I had him bend over the end of the couch, his hard, drooling cock fitting perfectly into the lined dimple in the couch. The 'ahh' of discovery told me that he liked the feeling around his cock and while he explored it a bit I placed his wrists and then ankles into the loops, effectively immobilizing him with his cheeks spread and his asshole in full view. The other young men were also placed like this, their cocks inside their lined dimples and their assholes displayed. "This is the last of the rites that I will demonstrate as it not only culminates with your first ejaculation but it also removes your prior virginity that kept you a boy." I removed my robes and, while the couches didn't exactly allow the blonde to see me, a few of the other guys could and the gasps that they gave at my prodigious cock made the blonde flinch a bit. "Not to worry, I've removed the virginity of many young men before this and, unlike some of the elders who are not fond of this part of the rite; I like it and take a good long while to make it enjoyable for the rite participant. Do you agree?" The blonde agreed and I proceeded to use lubricant from his materials bag upon his tight virginal pucker hole, knowing that as part of his cleansing ritual he also cleaned this part of his body out before he arrived at the rite. Yes, it was nice and clean inside him as I slowly inserted a finger into him and felt his prostate, the walnut like gland inside him that provided the liquid for his semen to travel within as well as much of the pleasure of what he was about to experience. When he loosened up enough for my finger I placed the lubed head of my cock against his asshole and slowly pressed inside.

I think blondes are my favorite because for some reason in my experience they are somehow able to just relax everything at this point and my new blonde was no exception. With a little sigh his asshole suddenly opened up and my cock slid home just like it had been designed to do so. I proceeded to fuck my willing young man, making sure that his nipples and full pecs were well attended to as I pumped in and out of his tight asshole, his buttocks bubbled to cushion my deeper and deeper insertion movements. He groaned and moaned with delight, his body coming up to full awareness of his sexual potency and just as I hit my own level, his insides suddenly constricted around my shaft, causing me to instantaneously orgasm, while his own yelps told me he was shooting into the liner in the dimple his own seed. I relaxed a bit, then slipped out of his still tight asshole and then released his loops so that he could shakily stand up.

"Welcome to manhood!" I pulled the muscled and worn out hunk into my arms and hugged him to my naked body. "Here is your manhood pouch, please open it and take from it your name, which you have now earned." He did and found that his name was Theron. "Welcome, Theron!" I reached out and grasped his cock in my right hand while I grasped his right hand and pulled it to rest on my own cock. "This is the proper greeting and thanks gesture when you are naked with another man and have performed your own rites." I smiled and Theron smiled back, giving my cock an answering tug and fondle as I'd done to his before we released each other and he sat back onto the couch. I went over to the brown haired guy who had been able to see the entire display and, after a bit of time, he too was shaking my cock in thanks, his asshole sore and no longer virginal, but happily a newly minted man. The other two boys shook cocks with me as well and I led the new men after we'd all recovered (four manhood ceremonies really takes it out of one!) to an area where they were allowed to select their first man's robe. When we were all attired again, I opened the facility's door and we exited, other newly created young men standing and cheering at the men that left me. A few, as usual in these times, went off to have their own private celebrations (with I'm sure a great deal of practicing the rites they just learned), while others went off to join the others in the public celebration in the square.

Theron was standing beside me, proudly dressed in his dark blue robe and yet fidgeting almost like the boy he used to be. "Please, sir, may I perform the rites with you again?" he said, his desire obvious by the growing bulge in the front of his robe. My response showed in the front of my robe and he grinned as we headed back inside. Yep, I do like blondes, especially since they always seem to do it again with me after the rites are done...