Date: Wed, 27 Aug 2008 18:29:17 -0700
From: J M <rollerboy_1979@bodybuilders.com>
Subject: CAMPGROUND III

Campground III
by Rollerboy_1979


It was mid-August and Bjorn was busy at the State Fair doing his chainsaw
sculptures, dressed in a sleveless muscle shirt and cargo shorts, biceps
bulging and sweat dripping off his brow.  I could picture the women
swooning as they watched the Nordic god work his magic with wood in the hot
Midwestern sun.

My schedule at the campground had me working until Friday.  I was counting
the days until I could leave to join him and spend the weekend in his tent
at the State Fair campground.  There was something very homo-erotic about
the thought of rolling around in a sleeping bag, being butt-fucked by my
new Nordic friend, not to mention the showers in the middle of the night.

Bjorn boarded Max at a local horse farm and I was left in charge of Shadow,
his horny white German Shepard.  Shadow and I had a great time all week
exploring the delights of dog sex.  I learned a lot about the mechanics of
the a dog's equipment and how they respond to stimulation.  This horny dog
just needs to see me in shorts and he starts to show me his red rocket.  I
can't even get down on my knees to get something from under the bed and the
dog is mounting me!  Don't get me wrong......it's fun, but it could present
a problem if I had visitors.  Obviously, Bjorn is somewhat reclusive and
doesn't worry about such things.

I have been exploring his genitals up close and have had some very erotic
oral experiences with him.  I begin by gently kneading his sheath and
sucking his balls as he lies on the floor.  This seems to have a hypnotic
effect on the pooch.  His balls have a musky smell that is tantalizing.
The sack starts out rather stiff, but as I suckle his nuts it begins to
soften and extend.  While I'm doing this in a sideways 69 position, Shadow
licks my dick and testicles, getting me rock hard.  I move from his
scrotum, licking his sheath as I head towards his now throbbing cock.  I
can feel his knot starting to swell, still within his sheath.  It appears
that the knot stays in the sheath until the dog knows he's buried in his
bitch.  At this point, his shiney, blood red cock is dripping pre-cum.  I
gently lick his shaft as I move towards the tip.  This dog is especially
well endowed, and his cock reaches the circumference of a human penis when
fully engorged.  As I start to suck on his shaft, he begins to hump my
mouth, while he furiously licks my genitals.  At this point his knot comes
out of his sheath and begins to grow, because he thinks he's in his bitch's
vagina.  With my mouth filled with dog dick, I ring my fingers around the
backside of the knot and squeeze down to simulate my sphincter or a tight
dog pussy.  This action brings Shadow to orgasm and his frantic licking
makes me blow my load.  He begins to pump his hot, watery dog giz into my
mouth.  The sheer volume of ejaculate is amazing, and if I don't swallow or
spit it out, I'd choke. Most of the time I drink it down, enjoying the
taste and feel of the slippery liquid as it goes down my throat.

When Friday came around I put Shadow in the car and drove two hours to the
Fairgrounds with the top down.  The warm, sunny weather would soon give way
to Autumn and a chill will fill the air, so I put the top down every chance
I get because I know what is to come.

We arrived at the Fair and quickly found Bjorn's tent.  Since dogs are not
allowed within the Fairgrounds, I set out a bowl of water and tied Shadow
to the tree per the instructions left pinned to the tent by Bjorn.  He
immediately laid down in the shade and took a snooze.  He's really a very
good dog, when he's not acting like a stud male at a puppy mill.

I went through the gate, got my hand stamped, and made my way to the area
designated for the chainsaw sculptures.  It was about 6:30pm and I was
starving (the protein bar I had for lunch had worn off).  I grabbed a
porkchop-on-a-stick and a big dill pickle, and munched as I walked down the
midway.  There happened to be a bodybuilding competition going on on the
outdoor stage, so I stopped to admire all the oiled-up wannabe Mr. State
Fair's.  There were some magnificent young male bodies on that stage.  The
women competed earlier, so I didn't get to see all the roided up gals with
voices deeper than mine!  Any one of them who says she's not on steroids
gives herself away as soon as she speaks!  I once met a serious female
bodybuilder and I must say I was attracted to her, eventhough she made me
look like a 98 lb weakling. I could picture her having very rough sex with
me, perhaps with some snap-on tools!

There was one young bodybuilder on stage who seemed to lock eyes with me.
He was in the heavyweight class and had a body that rivaled Bjorn's.  His
blonde hair was shorn into a Mohawk, and it made him look very hot (as in
sexy!).  He was wearing a very skimpy red posing suit and I could clearly
see his dickhead, so the boy was obviously circumcized.  As he stood there
doing the required flexing routine, his eyes remained locked on me and at
one point, he winked.  Now, I've done my share of public speaking, and I
know THE cardinal rule: To avoid being nervous, choose an interested person
in the audience, and act like he or she is the ONLY person in the room.  I
guess I was the one.  I'd like to think that he chose me because he liked
my looks.  I was wearing a skin tight, white spandex workout shirt that
clearly defined my musculature, and my red MacQueen tartan kilt.  I
fantasized about the boy seeking a mentor, and I was volunteering in my
head.  He turned to do a sideways bicep flex and I could clearly see a
Superman symbol on his left deltoid.  His delts were so well developed and
cut, that it looked like he had a tattoo on an inverted bunch of bananas
under his skin.  There was a time when a bodybuilder could forget winning
if he had tattoos.....that has all changed and many professional
competitive bodybuilders have tattoos now, namely Lee Priest, who has a
Superman tat.  Could it be that this young man was emulating his hero?  I
wondered.

The young man left the stage, so I lost interest and moved on.  I came to
the chainsaw massacre site (as I jokingly call it), and heard the roar of
Bjorn's Husqvarna tool.  He, being Nordic, would not dream of using any
other brand to do his wood art.  It was getting late and most of the crowd
had moved on to catch the judging for any number of supersilious contests,
like "Husband Calling", or "Turkey Calling".  I think they're missing the
boat by not having a "Best Mullet" contest; there are some dandy examples
wandering around every year!

I caught Bjorn's eye as he was putting the finishing touches on Winnie The
Pooh with a huge honey jar.  He too winked, and I thought to myself, "Wow,
I got winked at by two beautiful men in one day!".  I could not help but
think about my young muscleman, all oiled up and strutting on that stage,
just for me.  My cock started to stiffen under my kilt.

He put down his chainsaw and bowed as all the sweaty Midwesterners
applauded his newest creations.  He spent some time selling them, then came
over to me.  I just sat there admiring him and wondering where he'd been
all these years.  I know I'd seen him do his artwork any number of times,
but I never dreamt of approaching him, partly because I couldn't admit to
myself that I wanted to have sex with a man.  Little did I know that I'd
wind up having sex with a man, and most of the animal kingdom as well!  I
laughed to myself at the thought.

We went right over to the showers so Bjorn could rinse the wood chips off.
It was abuzz with various State Fair vendors, workers, and contestants, so
we had to stand there and wait for a stall to open op.  I must say that the
facilities are very large, clean and well lit.  Naked men were everywhere,
and as Bjorn readied for the shower, I caught something out of the corner
of my eye that gave my cock a tingle.  It was a Superman tat on a
magnficently tanned and oiled deltoid.  He was sitting on a bench and
bending forward, the crack of his bare ass clearly showing that he was buck
naked.  He sat up and his golden Mohawk glowed in the flourescent lighting.
He turned and looked right at me, as if his Gaydar went off.  He flashed me
a huge smile, stood up and turned towards me.  I returned the smile and my
eyes were immediately drawn to his crotch.  His curly "happy trail" of hair
started at his navel and wound down to a neatly trimmed patch of blond
pubic hair, crowning a thick, heavy cock, with a large mushroom head.  I
turned and looked away because I didn't want to stare.  Bjorn stepped into
an open shower and I started fishing around in the leather sporran on the
front of my kilt.  The boy wrapped a towel around himself and came over to
me as I leaned up against a sink.  "Hi.....how did I look to you?", he
asked.  I stammered like a school girl when I responded, "You.....you
looked great!".  He went on to say how relieved he was because he could
tell by the way I was built that I knew more about the male physique than
those bib overhall-wearing farmer/judges.  He said, "I got third place
because I know that the other two had relatives on the judges panel, but I
can't prove it".

I shouted, "Fuck them" as I put my hands on his broad shoulders and felt
the power in his deltoids.  "You are genetically superior to all of those
bumpkins".  He smiled as I heard Bjorn say, "Are you talking to me?".  I
responded, "No, I'm talking to our new friend......(Umh, what's your
name?").  "Jared", he whispered.  "Jared", I said.  "Oh, I'll be out in a
minute", he answered.

I introduced myself to Jared and told him about Bjorn.  He said he'd like
to talk to us because he's admired Bjorn's physique from afar too.  We made
plans to meet at the tent after he showered.  He went into a stall as Bjorn
came out.  We walked back to the tent and Shadow was waiting with his tail
wagging.  Bjorn tossled his ears as the pooch greeted his master with his
paws on his chest and his tongue furiously licking Bjorn's face.  "We had a
nice time while you were gone, but he really missed his daddy".  "What did
you do to him while I was gone, Shadow?".  I answered for the dog, "I don't
know who was doing who, to be honest with you!".  Bjorn fed Shadow, then
took him out to the adjacent field to get some exercise.  I waited for
Jared.

Bjorn returned with Shadow as Jared walked up to the tent.  The three of us
stood there, shirtless because of the heat, and just looked each other
over, for what seemed like ten minutes.  I'm sure only a few seconds
passed, but it seemed much longer.  After this awkward pause, I spoke,
"Bjorn, this is Jared.......Jared, this is Bjorn and Shadow".  We shook
hands and all nervously laughed.  In those few moments, the sexual tension
was palpable.

We set up some folding chairs and sat watching the full moon rise and
opened a bottle of red wine.  "I usually drink beer", Jared said.  "Well,
young man, this is the nectar of the gods", Bjorn said, doing his best
Baachus impersonation.  I mentally pictured him a Satyr, bouncing around
filling everyone's glass.  I smiled to myself.  We sat there talking about
the competition and Jared's aspirations to be a competitive bodybuilder.
Suddenly, Shadow came up behind the kid and started burying his nose in the
boy's butt crack, pulling down his gym shorts with his nose.  Jared said,
"Hey!", and scooted forward.  The dog came around, jumped up on his leg and
started humping the kid. He locked his front legs around Jared's right
thigh and would not let go.  Jared stood up and Bjorn managed to get the
humping dog off of him.  Jared flopped back down into the chair and could
not hide the huge erection that tented his shorts.  He turned beet red and
stammered, "I....I'm so sorry".  "No, don't be silly", said Bjorn.  He
added, "He's a horny little bugger and he knows what he wants".  Jared
downed his wine and asked for more.  His cock was still pretty stiff when
he looked at us and saw we had boners too.  Mine was pushing my sporran up
in my lap, and Bjorn's was clearly visible in his bike shorts.  He said,
"Well, it looks like we all got turned on by that!".  We laughed nervously
as Shadow sat there licking his now softening cock.

We quickly changed the subject and drank more wine.  As the evening wore
on, the wine made Jared relax and loosened his tongue.  All of a sudden he
said, "Have you guys ever been fucked by Shadow?".  We both cranked our
heads towards each other, and for a brief moment said nothing, then we
burst out laughing and said, "Yes....it's amazing!".  He turned red again
and his cock sprang another woody.  He confided that he always fantasized
about it, but never had the nerve to try it with their mangy farm dogs.
Bjorn chimed in, "Let's see what Shadow's doing this evening".  Jared
downed another glass of wine.

I had a feeling Bjorn had plans because he chose a secluded campsite, away
from everyone else.  It was about midnight so everyone was asleep, except
the carny workers who were all in town drinking and snorting cocaine.  We
three went into the tent after Shadow relieved himself.  We sat in the
tent, not needing light because the full moon shone through the canvas.  I
said, "Let's get naked and get to know each other".  I removed my kilt and
Jared was surprised to learn that I really didn't wear underwear under it;
he got a kick out of that.  Bjorn gets naked faster than any other human
being.  Jared slowly peeled off his shorts to reveal his youthful erection
that was pointing straight up.  Bjorn asked him if he played with dildos or
butt-plugs and he sheepishly admitted that he did.  He made it clear that
he'd never done anything with a man, but he always wanted to.  We assured
him that it was okay and he had nothing to worry about.  I leaned forward,
put my hand on the back of his head and gave him his first man-kiss.  He
moaned in delight as I buried my tongue in his mouth and stroked his sexy
Mohawk.  My cock was straight out and poking his as we stood on our bended
knees Frenching with each other.  Bjorn said, "Jared, I need to get you
ready to mate with Shadow".  With that said, he took a long butt-plug,
lubed it up, and came around Jared's backside.  He slowly inserted it as we
kissed.  I could feel him flinch as it dialated his ass ring further than
he was accustomed.  I was pulling on his cock, and he was pulling mine.  We
did that for awhile, then Bjorn said, "I think you're ready".

We disengaged and Bjorn instructed Jared to get down on his hands and
knees.  The kid awkwardly did so and said, "Oh, God, I can't believe this
is happening!".  I said, "Just relax and enjoy".  Shadow came around behind
and sniffed at the butt-plug that was still inside Jared.  He started to
lick and check out his new man-pussy.  Bjorn gently removed the butt-plug
and said, "Shadow......up".  The dog mounted the boy and wrapped his front
legs around Jared's broad lat muscles, then let them slide down to his trim
waist and locked them in place.  He was in full hump mode, jabbing the air
with his probing cock.  We told Jared to relax his sphincter as if he's
trying to pass a large stool.  He did a reverse arch of his back and stuck
his butt high up in the air.  Shadow sensed this move and zero'd in on his
mark.  His dog cock found it's target and in one large thrusting motion,
buried itself inside the young bitch.  "Oh, God....Oh, God...." he yelled,
so Bjorn quickly stuffed a towel in his mouth so he wouldn't wake up the
neighborhood.  Bjorn asked him if he could keep quiet and he nodded "Yes",
so he removed the towel.  His "Oh, Gods" were muffled but still streaming
out of his mouth.

Shadow got busy mating with Jared and pumped him furiously.  We both
watched the knot forming and instructed Jared to spread his sphincter even
more.  The knot buried itself inside his ass ring and Jared bit his lip,
grimacing in pain but made no sound.  His face quickly returned to a
satisfied look and the knot began to swell inside him.  I slid under the
boy and positioned myself right below his cock, which was flailing back and
forth from the force of the dogs pumping action.  I took his thick cock in
my mouth and sucked on the knob I clearly saw through his posing trunks.
Jared opened his eyes and looked down to see my cock looking up at him.
Bjorn said, "It's okay to take him into your mouth if you want to".  Jared,
not wanting to miss out on anything, lowered his head and tried to take me
in.  His head was jerking from the pounding he was getting from Shadwow, so
Bjorn guided him to it.  He dove down on cock so hard, I could feel my
cockhead touch the back of his throat.  Amazingly, he did not gag, which
made me feel a little inadequate.  I sucked him off and pulled down on his
testicles as Shadow hopped off and turned, knotted with his bitch.  I could
see him pumping his dog sperm into his mate and it really turned me on.  It
must have stimulated Jared too because he immediately blew his load into my
mouth.  I could tell that this kid hadn't beat off in awhile because it was
thick and voluminous.

That was enough to set me off.  I blew into Jared's mouth and he gagged,
then he started swallowing and even licked up what he missed.  Bjorn was
holding Shadow so he wouldn't attempt to move, and jerked off his load into
the dog's face.  Shadow eagerly lapped it up.

The dog's knot subsided and popped out sooner than I expected.  Well, there
I was, lying underneath Jared with his still spurting cock in my mouth, and
all of a sudden, a torrent of dog cum came flowing out of his dialated ass
ring and onto my forehead.  It was literally a hot shower.  Jared collapsed
on top of me, with my dick lying on his cheek, his cock and balls on my
chest, and his juicy, throbbing asshole in my face.  Bjorn dried my head
off with a towel, then he went over to help get Jared up and off of me.
His ass was still leaking dog cum as we sat him up and poured him another
glass of wine.  "My God, that was awesome, dudes!..........thank you, and
thank you Shadow!".  Shadow just sat in the corner cleaning himself as if
to say, "Hey, that's what I do!".

We declared that Jared won First Prize!  He spent the night with us and did
more in one night than he could ever have fantasized.



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