Jungle Fever (BoyxBoy) (NSFW) 18+

Chapter One - Intruders

T A R Z A N

As I looked past the horrific scene before me, I quickly ran up my tree house in hopes to find my wife and son safe. I peaked my head through the door. There, ahead of me was a large silhouette of a body laying lifelessly on my bed. Next to that figure, was my son crying his eyes out.

My mind was in complete shock. I suddenly felt my breath hitched every time my feet stepped forward. My arms picked up my distressed son, whom desperately cuddled himself into me and relaxed as soon I gave him soft kisses to his head.

As I set my eyes once again on the figure near us. I can see blood puddled underneath her dress. The horrified mug she had before she was brutally murdered, was nothing but filled with pure fear. I grimaced at the sight. Tazee ordered me to carry him to his now passed mother. My body bent down, which gave Tazee the opportunity to use his right hand to close his mother's eyes, so she would rest forever peacefully.

From this moment on. I vowed to get revenge on the bastard who killed my wife. This wasn't no ordinary raid. It was an act of warning, but these men were in over their heads. They honestly did not know what was coming for them.

As I gripped my son harder, tears started to roll down both our faces. This never happened to me. I was a man, I should not had shown any type of weakness in front of my own son.

Tazee took hold of my chin and spoke.

"It's okay dad, there was nothing you can do, you were already off to kill the others, these other men came out of no where." he explained.

"The others here tried to fight back but obviously failed, they had an advantage because they blocked every escape," he continued.

I took his smaller hands into mine and kissed the side of his cheeks, which I earned a chuckle from his parted lips.

"It's okay son," I replied.

Tazee was then placed onto my back after we both bid my wife a final farewell. Tazee held firmly onto my neck and we both descended from the tree house. We finally landed safely onto the jungle's floor.

"I'm sorry for your lost Tarzan," an all too familiar voice said beside me.

My head turned slightly as I looked and noticed my mother trying to comfort me with her pitiful eyes.

I returned a sincere smile back. My mother came and sat next to me, followed by the rest of my pack as we tried to mourn our tragic lost.

"Well well well, look what we have here..."

The sound of leaves cracked behind me caught my attention. I turned around and was finally faced with the group of crooks behind all this. Tazee was pushed behind my mother, whom was forced further back for safety, along with everyone else.

"What do you want! You already killed my wife so leave!" I growled.

That only made him more amused. He threw a piece of paper in front of me, which landed perfectly right on my foot. I look down and tried to read the words that were plastered on it. I sighed in solace when I realized the many months of writing and reading class that I endured, were not useless after all.

"Proctor's Exotic Animals..." I muttered.

"Wow, monkey boy knows how to read," he chuckled.

Monkey Boy? Fucking asshole.

"You bastard! get the fuck off my land!" I yelled, as I chucked the paper back at him.

"And why should I?" he replied.

The man started to laugh as he turned around to look at his men.

I took the chance and told my entire troop along with my son to run as far as they can away from here.

"GO NOW!" I ordered, as I turned around.

They did not protest and soon ran into the jungle for safety. But what caught me off guard, were the screams of my son.

"Dad! No! Let me go!! Please I want my daddy!" he yelled.

My heart wrenched in pain. One of the bastard's men caught my son, as he tried to flee with the others going the wrong way.

Why didn't my mother grab while she was running? FUCK!

"Let him go you hear!, you don't have to kill him...he's a kid!" I roared.

The man in front of me only chuckled in response. He then stepped ever so cautiously toward me.

"I'll let him go, but in return for ruining my purpose of being here, let me kill you instead," he smirked.

"Not a chance," I replied angrily.

I quickly ran to the man and put a blow to his mid section which succeeded. He crouched in pain as he released Tazee from his grip.

"RUN NOW SON!" I screamed.

Tazee listened and ran toward my mother who waited in the side lines far away. They both retreated into the trees and disappeared quickly. I pulled my attention away from my mother and son and went back to focus on the bastard in front of me. He was shaking angrily as he ordered all his men to stand ready. I used all of my might and ran forward to put a blow to the leader's face which knocked him out unconscious and had him falling to the ground.

All of his men quickly pulled back their guns and ran toward their fallen leader. They all tried to wake him up from the punch I just gave him.

Idiots...

I started to step backwards as I made sure none of the men were paying attention to me. I took the chance and ran away leaving all of the men who attacked my family alive as I wouldn't be fight them off by myself. I thought I was able to do it but it was far from being a reality. I wasn't prepared for any of this and honestly bit more than I can chew. The confidence I had earlier now vanished and was replaced with fear and anger.

"Dad, You're okay!" Tazee screamed. I managed to find my entire troop hiding a good distance away from where the intruders were and I quickly bent down to catch my son into my arms.

My whole body trembled at the near thought of being dead and leaving everyone behind without my protection.

"Yes I am son, yes I am..." I muttered into his hair, as I smelled his scent, reminiscing the day I first laid my eyes on him. I quickly scooped him up, when suddenly everyone bombarded me with their questions about the poachers.

"No need to worry everyone, I took care of everything-" I stated "-They won't be bothering us anymore." I nervously smiled.

I wasn't going to have them know that I didn't kill them but fled the whole scene instead.

A few minutes later, I felt Tazee's body relaxed as I noticed he had fell asleep in my arms. The troop and I made the decision to find a new and hopefully safer place to reside, where no one can bother us again.

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