Dani Worrior

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On Papua New Guinea live the Dani tribe.  When a boy becomes a man, he is entitled to wear the koteka, the penis case, a sign of being a real man. Such was the time for Koni.  Koni was a Dani youth. He was a boy now turned man.  He had a smooth, sleek, beautiful South Pacific body.  He was strong and handsome.  He was brave and ready to join the warriors. Koni and many young men were wearing the koteka. For them it was an honor.  They were proud of it.  It meant they were really men and warriors.  Koni had only worn a loincloth before.  This was a new feeling for him.  It felt like an extension of his body.  He took pride in it.  Naked except for the koteka, Koni and all the warriors made their way through the forest.  Koni did not know that another New Guinea tribe which used poison blowguns was nearby.  If a dart from that blowgun hit your skin, you would die very soon thereafter.  Koni was so young.  He had scarcely lived yet.  It was his first day wearing the koteka.  He did not want anything to go wrong. Suddenly, another Dani warrior called out, "Koni be careful, headhunters.  They have blowguns!" Koni had become separated from the other warriors. He was feeling the freedom that the koteka gave him and enjoying how it felt attached to his fine, majestic island penis. But then a headhunter spotted Koni.  Thwack!  A dart flew through the air.  It hit Koni in the chest, right on his right nipple, directly over his brave Dani heart. Koni grimaced in pain.  "No, I am too young to die this way.  It is my first day wearing the koteka.  I was a boy yesterday.  Today, I am a man." Koni stumbled, staggered, and then fell onto the forest ground. He fell on his back, the koteka pointing toward the sky.  The poison worked quickly. Soon his body lay still.  The last thing Koni thought of was that he at least had one chance to be a man and wear the koteka.  It was an honor.  If only he had lived longer and had worn it many times.