Date: Thu, 7 Oct 2010 16:31:40 -0400
From: Tom Johnson <truth2112@live.com>
Subject: In the Fall 2

Thank you for all your kind comments. I hope you enjoy Part 2 as much.

Part 2    Meeting Janet

The cool autumn air blew gently across the campground, causing the flames
of my campfire to dance in the breeze. The temperature had dropped
considerably and I had to put on a sweatshirt and sweatpants to keep
warm. I sipped my bottle of Sam Adams and poked the fire, my mind drifting
back to the lake and my brief encounter with James and John. I thought
about how much fun they were; how carefree and uninhibited they seemed to
be. I was reminded of how time spent with boys can make me feels as though
nothing else matters, not to mention how excited they make me. My silent
pondering was interrupted by the sound of a female voice.

"Hello" she called. I remembered her tone from earlier and knew it must be
James' and John's mother, or whoever it was calling them for dinner. A
thousand thoughts ran through my brain at once. Was I in trouble? For what;
I hadn't done anything wrong. I turned to acknowledge her greeting and was
met with a big smile and wave from a fairly attractive mid-thirty something
year old brunette. She had on an over-sized sweatshirt, and what appeared
to be nothing else.

"Hello" I said. "Nice night out"

"Yes, just out for a walk" She replied. "You must be Tom." She said,
holding her hand out.

"I am indeed" I responded, grasping her hand.  "I'm Janet" she said, "The
new manager"

"Oh, pleasure to meet you. When did you take over the asylum?" I asked
jokingly.

"Just last month, after Labor Day" She said. "We are staying through
Columbus Day to close down for the season"

"Fantastic" I told her. "I hope it works out for you. So, old Joe finally
retired then. Good for him. Will you be back in the spring?" I asked.

"Yes, we are looking forward to it" She replied. I assume she was referring
to she and her family we she said "we". "Speaking of which, I hear you met
my twin terrors. I hope they weren't too much trouble."  She added.

"Oh, James and John?" I answered. "No, not at all, in fact, they were a big
help when I was setting up the tent and stuff."

"They didn't mention that" She said with a chuckle. "Just that they had fun
at the lake"

"Well, we did have fun, they certainly are full of energy." I said. "I
wanted to give them a little something for helping me earlier, but you
called and they ran off"

I thought about the double meaning of that statement after I said it. How
ironic. I had to stifle a laugh.

"Oh, that's not necessary" She said. "It's good for them to do some work
now and then"

"I know what you mean. I have a nephew who could sure use a good work
out. I usually take him camping with me but he wasn't up for it this
weekend" I said.

"Your nephew is a nudist to?" She asked.

"No, sadly he isn't, nor is his mother. We go to the state campground on
Bear Mountain" I answered.

We chatted for a little while longer. I offered her a beer but she declined
saying she had to get back. "I can't leave those two alone for too long"
she said. "I'll come back to a burnt camper"

In our conversation Janet told me the boy's father had passed away several
years ago. He was a captain in the army and was killed by a roadside
bomb. As devastating as it was, the boys were young enough that they have
adjusted as well as can be expected. It was obvious to her, however, that
they craved adult male attention. It was clear Janet neither needed nor
wanted male attention. She also noticed that her boys can be rather
"precocious" as she puts it. I smirked to myself, saying something about
boys will be boys and they were at "that age" now.  She rolled her eyes and
said, "God help me"

At that we parted company with a promise to talk more. I told her I was
staying through the holiday as well and if she needed any help to let me
know. She thanked me for that and for being kind to her boys as well. I
assured her it was my privilege and they are welcome anytime.

I spent the next several minutes finishing off my beer and the half of a
joint I had from ride up. I was feeling pretty good when I heard them
coming down the path. Flip-flop-flip-flop-flip-flop. It was James and John,
towel around each neck, bag in hand, and dressed in pj's, flip-flopping
along towards the bathhouse. Undoubtedly they were headed for the
showers. I knew the bathhouse well; two toilets, two urinals and two
showers. The showers consisted of one large stall with two shower heads
side by side. In a nudist campground there was no need for a partition.

I jumped to my feet, grabbed my towel and headed in their direction,
meeting them at the door to the bathhouse. "Hey guys" I said, sounding
surprised to see them. "What are the twin terrors up to tonight?"

John spoke up. "Just going to take a shower" He said.

"Hey" James said realizing my comment, "You've been talking to my mother
haven't you?" We all laughed as we entered.

"Yeah, we were talking and she gave me the scoop on you two" I said joking
with them. They faked amusement. I started to remove my sweats outside the
shower area as they set their bag on the bench, hung up their towels,
removed their clothes and turned to go in the shower. I swallowed hard at
the vision before me; identical brown haired, brown eyed, tanned and toned
just turned twelve year old boy gods. As we entered the shower I again
acted surprised to see only two shower heads. "You guys go ahead, I'll
wait" I said.

"Oh, that's ok" John said, "We'll share, we always do. Mom says it saves on
hot water."

"You're mom is pretty smart" I said, turning on the water. I watched as
they stood just feet away, waiting for the water to warm up. When it was to
their liking, they both stepped under the spray. The encounter at the lake
flashed in my mind as a similar scene repeated itself, only this time the
two soaking wet bodies in front of me were accentuated by a mixture of soap
and water, which was now running down and over every curve and appendage of
their stunning figures.

My resistance, as if I had any, was wearing thin and I allowed myself to
get hard as I washed my cock and balls. I turned to face the twins. I
watched as both boys' cocks became erect. I remembered what their mother
said about being precocious. I don't know it that was true but they
certainly weren't shy. John turned around, asking James to wash his
back. James turned to fulfill his brother's request. I watched in
anticipation as James squirted some of the shower gel on Johns back, who
responded by pulling away from the cold substance. James handed the bottle
to me, asking me to wash his back. My hands were trembling as I took the
bottle from James. I turned it upside down and squeezed a small amount on
James' back. Unlike his brother, he didn't pull away but leaned forward,
pushing his bottom back and directly against my throbbing cock.

The mixture of skin and soap and water was intense. I was close to losing
it. James straightened up and went to work on washing his brother as I
began to do to him, my hands going up and down the length of his back
several times. I let my fingers roam around his torso and up his chest to
his nipples which were both hard. He gasped when my fingers brushed against
the small peaks. I slid my hands back down his sides, down his hips and
thighs then back up the back of them to his beautiful little bum. My cock
was aching and my balls screamed for release. I spread my legs slightly and
with my hands on his waist, guided James backward until my cock rested
along the cleft of his ass cheeks. He leaned into me, his head laid back on
my chest as the water splashed down on him.

John turned to see his twin brother in my arms, my hands caressing his
body. His small cock was hard in his hands and pointing straight up. I
motioned for him to step forward and he did. When he was close I reached
out, pulling him into us. James embraced John as they looked lustily at one
another. My hands fell to John's perfect ass as we all began to grind
against each other. I heard the sounds of kissing as the twins made out.
Little muffled moans fell upon the sound of the running water. My cock
rubbed along James' ass and threatened to explode. I stopped only to turn
them around. They never skipped a beat and I was now humping against
John. The boys broke off their kiss and James looked deeply in my eyes. He
leaned forward and our lips met. His little tongue pushed into my mouth. I
groaned. John pushed his head between me and James and the three of us
kissed and humped passionately. The head of my cock slipped between John's
asscrack and was now rubbing and pushing against his hole.

All at once the boys began to shake and quiver. The force of my orgasm
startled me as I let loose a load in several blasts, covering John's back
from neck to butt cheek.