I was abandoned as a child by my parents who were Spanish missionaries. Born in an African church, and taken out to the jungles of Zimbabwe to be raised by African villagers. I was the only white skinned villager among my people. My adopted parents named me Geeno prince of Zimbabwe. I learned how to survive in the jungle and earned some respect among the creatures of the rainforest. I became a warrior. A fighter. The newly crowned prince to inherit my father’s throne as king.
The day I was crowned was a hot summer’s eve. My father stood next to me within the inner circle of the royal ceremony as the villagers gathered around. My father looked at me and placed his hand on my shoulder.
"My son."
"My father." I responded.
"Open a path!"
The villagers formed a path that led to the entrance into the jungle. I turned to watch with amusement but confused.
"Go my son. Find your destiny or your will to survive."
"My father. What have I done for you to send me away? Am I not your son for you to send me away?"
"My son. Your stay in the village is complete and fulfilled. You have proven to be my boy. Now you must prove you can be a man."
I started to walk towards the jungle. Pausing halfway, I turned around to face my father and my people.
"What will I encounter my father?"
"Your destiny."
I headed out into the jungle.
It was steaming hot, and though the forest filled with shade, it was still sticky and blazing hot. For three full days I hunted, and slept in the jungle at night. I encountered many dangerous animals who I fought and fended off. Killed a leopard and skinned him whole. His meat made me strong, but what else was left to prove in such a vast, enormous land. One sunny hot morning, I awoke to a startling flock of birds that have swifted right by. I rose up and headed out deeper into the forest. Loud, obnoxious, exotic birds called out to each other just right above me in the high trees. I was being sucked deeper and deeper into the jungle as the elevation seemed to drop. I was half naked only wearing a bikini bottom that I made out of leopard. I had gotten rid of my royal garments that I wore 4, 5 days before. All I had was a knife and spear. The jungle seemed a lot larger now. I started to feel afraid, but I remembered my father’s words:
"Prove to me you can now be a man!"
Will I see my father again? Will I see my people?
Suddenly! I heard the rustling of water. There was splashes and deeper splashes. I took cover behind a tree. I drew my spear and behind the gigantic green leaves I could see a pond. There was a man swimming in it. He swam towards the rocks and pulled himself up out of the water. He was bare naked. He was also white like me. Looked strong and muscular like me, and very handsome. He brushed off his long hair using his fingers. Droplets splattered off. He was also very tan and chiseled all around. He was well hung with a penis halfway mid thigh. I started to feel aroused as my penis started to harden itself.
The man laid flat onto his back on a flat rock, and went to sleep. I came out from behind the tree and headed down towards the pond to get a closer look. As I headed closer not one single moment taking my eyes off this fascinating wild man, I almost stumbled over a wet log that was jammed into the mud. For a moment I had taken my eyes off this man who was sleeping on top of the rock. As I finally reached the pond’s edge, I saw that the man was gone. I kneeled down to observe the water’s edge. Saw a large foot print in the mud. Suddenly a reflection in the water. I turned around to look behind me quickly. There was this large, enormous, long haired hunk of man standing over me.
"Wha you wan with Tarzan!"
He was now wearing a cloth made out of animal skin that covered his privates.
"I Geeno prince of Zimbabwe and you trespass my jungle!"
"Tarzan jungle!" slammed his fist onto his muscular chest.
"My father hunted here when he was young crowned prince and now I hunt here as newly crowned prince myself!"
"Human kill animal! Tarzan love animal!"
He motioned with his hands that all this jungle belonged to him. Then he slammed his chest with his fist again.
"I, Tarzan, lord of the apes!"
I threw down my spear.
"I, Geeno, prince of Zimbabwe, will defend my father’s honor!"
"Tarzan not afraid! Tarzan accept challenge!"
We locked up meeting halfway by the pond’s edge. I grabbed him in a headlock, twisting
and bringing him down to one knee. Tarzan was really strong though as he muscled his
way up to stand onto his feet again as I still held on to his neck from his right side. He
flipped me over and I landed on to my back with a thud.
"Oooof!"
Tarzan climbed on top of me.
"Geeno strong…but Tarzan stronger!"
He punched me in the jaw twice, a third to my ribs, and a flurry on to my gut. He even
back slapped me to my face.
"Geeno surrender to Tarzan now!"
I bucked him off me."Never!"I cried out.
Now I rolled on top of him and grabbed on to his neck with my both hands locking on a
choke hold. I could hear all the animals of the jungle startle and come alive sensing and hearing the commotion. As I locked the hold, tarzan struggled to breath and speak up. He kicked, squirmed, and fluttered his feet but to no avail.
"Tarzan die now! Geeno live forever!"
"Gulked! Gurgle! Gurgle!"Tarzan struggled. Sweat streamed down my face and tiny
droplets fell on to Tarzan’s face. He started to roll his eyes back as I increased the
pressure of the choke hold. I looked deep into his eyes. I was panting and sweating
profusely.
"Die Lord of the apes!"
He managed to regain what was left of his strength and grabbed on to my hands. Using
his hands he started to stretch mine by pulling them apart separating them from his neck. He then delivered a punch to my my face as he landed a strong jab to my right eye.
"Ahh!" I yelled.
He then threw me off him and landed a side kick to my ribs again. I rolled around in pain,
then I felt myself being lifted over his shoulders in a rack.
"Arrrrrrg!" I cried out. Tarzan was splitting me in two.
"Geeno soft and weak! Grrrrr!"
I tapped his muscular shoulders as I felt the unbearable pain.
"No! No Tarzan please!"
He only answered with more pain.
"Gargggged! No!"
My back was about to snap, but before I could allow it to happen, I managed to bite him
in the shoulder. I bit down with all my might.
"AOOOWWW!"
He screamed in pain. Then he dropped me.
He leaned down onto a rock holding on to his shoulder. I could see the blood on him as I
struggled to my feet holding on to my lower back as it still hurt from his backbreaking
rack.
I started to hobble away from him leaving him behind. He saw that I was starting to
escape and he followed right after me.
"Not over! Come back prince! You run from Tarzan!"
I struggled through the forest with Tarzan trailing right behind me. I could hear him.
"Come back prince! Tarzan want you!"
Up ahead was a swamp with lots of gigantic moss and extremely high trees. I hobbled
towards it as fast as I can. Suddenly I was scooped off my feet and flew into the air towards the swamp at a faster rate, but this time I felt as if I was flying. Tarzan had scooped me up as he swung through the trees. He finally let go of the branch and we landed on to the ground below almost at the swamp’s edge. The landing knocked the wind out of me for I landed on to my stomach with a loud thud. Imagine a belly splash on top of hard ground. To make matters even worse he had landed on top of me.
Tarzan slapped on a sleeperhold as he laid on top of me from behind. We were both sweating nonstop and panting deeply as I could feel him breathing down my neck. His hard abs rubbed up against my muscular back. I could also feel his hard wood rubbing up against my ass.
"You no escape Tarzan again! You Geeno prince of Zimbabwe afraid to fight Tarzan!" He locked on and increased the pressure.
"Tarzan strong now! Geeno weak! Geeno die now!"
I could not feel my blood circulating. Dizzy, weak, and starting to black out. I rolled my
eyes back.
"Unnnnnnh!!!" I let out a long hissss.
"Sleep prince! Sleep!"
I grabbed on to his hands and arms to try to pull off the hold, but I was too weak and he
was too strong. Suddenly an elephant came out from a large brush just a few feet from where we were laid out. Tarzan rolled us out of the way as it stampeded just right past us. We came tumbling down a small hill towards the swamp and landed in a mass like pool of loose sand. We looked at each other as we struggled to stand up, but somehow I could feel the ground from underneath me loosen up and I would start to sink in it slowly. We both realized we had landed in quicksand. We were only a few feet away from hard ground. I tried to swim towards shore, but whenever I moved I started to sink at a faster rate. I looked over at Tarzan who was also struggling. We were too shocked to say a word, especially how we almost were squashed by the elephant, and we had that hard tumble down the hill. Tarzan started to yodel out in distress calling out to the animals.
"Tarzan help! Help me!"Tarzan was strong and he managed to reach me. He wrapped
his arms around me and started to squeeze me in a frontal bearhug.
"Tarzan finish you now! Here!"
"No Tarzan please! Geeno now want to be your friend!"
We started to sink deeper.
"Soon apes come to get Tarzan and Geeno left here to die!"
"No please! Am friend!"
We were now at waist level as he continued bearhugging me in the quicksand. He rolled
his head back and increased the pressure.
"Grrrrrr!!! You die here in the sand!"
"Pleeeeze!..." I tapped on his chest."Get us……out of…here.."
I started to lose consciousness to his enormous, muscular, and powerful bearhug.
Tarzan yelled out to the jungle again, and the animals could be heard much closer now.
Even though the apes were near by, we were now at chest level. I rested my head on
Tarzan’s shoulder waiting for the sand to eat us up whole as we were being sunken in alive. I could feel his sweat as he brushed the side of my face and he was panting slowly.
"Apes almost here…" He whispered in my ear. He increased the pressure of the bearhug and I was too weak to move or cry out for him to stop. Instead I just waited for the end. Suddenly a gunshot from a distance was heard. The cry of the apes can no longer be heard, and we were now at neck level. What could that loud bang be? Poachers? The sand mixed with water, seeped into my nostrils and then I passed out.