Date: Mon, 30 Mar 2009 18:52:11 -0700 (PDT)
From: John Colorado <clrdjhn@yahoo.com>
Subject: Logging Camp Chapter one

Logging Camp
by John of Colorado
clrdjhn@yahoo.com

Chapter 1

If you are not of age or man/man sex bothers you, then I suggest you leave
NOW! Why are you still here, I told you to leave! The names have been
changed but the story itself is basically based upon facts. However, most
of it is fiction.

     Jim, a handsome man of 22, was visiting with his grandfather, Mark, a
very active and attractive 65 year old man, in Central Oregon. They are
sitting at the table, drinking coffee and having a piece of fresh baked
apple pie after eating a hefty dinner cooked by the grandfather.
     "Grandpa, I know that you adopted my Dad when he was very young boy
and that you raised him as your own. He would never tell me why or anything
about the adoption. He knows nothing about his birth family. He always told
me to ask you. I would like very much to know the story of my dad and about
your life in the logging camp. In fact, I don't even know what a logging
camp is."
     "Jim, I would love to tell you my life story. In fact, I would like
for you to write it all down in story form. You know how to use the
computer and can do a marvelous job. I don't even know how to turn one the
darn things on."
     "Grandpa, when I finish my pie and I have cleaned the kitchen, then we
can go into the den and get started. I can't wait and I am getting so
excited. I know that you will keep me busy for the rest of the summer."

And so the story begins.....
     "My parents were from the old sand hills of northern Texas. We didn't
have much money but living on the farm, we always had plenty to eat but we
lived a very simple life. We lived year by year on credit from the
bank. Dad would grow and harvest a crop of cotton. He would sell it and pay
off the loan from the bank. He would have to borrow again for the next
year's crop. One year, he had a crop failure and the bank foreclosed on
us. Dad put Mom, my three brothers, my two sisters and me into an old
delivery van, along with our bare essentials and we left for Oregon in
1948. We did not have money for motel rooms , so we would take a quilt and
sleep along roadside. Mom would cook over a camp fire. Dad did odd jobs
along the way to pay our gasoline and food.."
     "We arrived in Central Oregon with just a small amount of money and we
set up camp under a large ponderosa pine tree on the edge of Bend. Dad
started looking for work and landed a job with a local logging
company. They provided their employees with a house in a logging camp about
25 miles from Bend out in the middle of nowhere. Dad borrowed some money
from the company. He bought a tank of gasoline and enough groceries to last
us for a month."
     "Logging companies provided their employees with a house and these
camps were located near where the men were logging. All logs were moved out
of the woods on rail-cars and hauled into Bend to the mills. When one area
was logged out, the company simply put everything on the railroad flat cars
and moved to another area. The story of Paul Bunyan and Babe the Blue Ox is
a perfect example of life in a logging camp. One section of the logging
camp was for families and another section was for the bachelors."
     "None of the houses had running water. Therefore, we had to use
outhouses. There was a shower house with water heated by a wood stove for
all to use. Next door was a room where the women could bring their clothes
to be washed, at least they could get out of the cold. During the summer
the clothes were hung out side on line to dry. In the winter clothes were
hung on racks in the washroom and dried by the wood stove use to heat the
water.
     "There was a large dining hall with a camp cook and three helper for
the bachelors. These people knew how to cook and there were not any
complaints from the bachelors. Wouldn't have done any good, unless they
wanted to cook their own. Next door was a small food and mercantile store
for all the employees. The store and cook shack were all owned by the same
person--a money maker with ready made customers. Everything was ordered in
barrels like flour, rice and even pickles. Every thing was weighed and put
into sacks for each customer."
     " Our house was something else. It was just two box cars pushed
together and connected with a short hallway. One car was divided in half to
make two small bedrooms. The other was a living room and kitchen. A small
hallway connected the two buildings All cabins were completely and simply
furnished. Life was simple. We all had wood heating and cook stoves. . Like
we traveled 2000+ miles for something no better than what we left behind
except Dad had a steady salary and was able to provide for the family."
     "All the employees lived in similar houses and therefore we were drawn
together like one big family. Families got together for entertainment and
fellowship. All the kids would play ball, ride bikes, and hike in the woods
. There were some good fishing streams with a short bike ride. So the older
kid both boys and girls would ride two or three times a week and catch a
large supply of fish to help the family stretch their budget. There was
always something to do. A ball game of some kind was always going on with
boys and girls all playing together to have enough players. We never had it
so good. In the winter time, there was skiing, ice skating, and sledding
galore. There were always two snow forts built and the snowball fight was
on."
     "Our school house had two school rooms (boxcars). One for the lower
grades and one for the upper grades and the teacher's were usually a
husband and wife team. The high school kids were bused into Bend."
     "Grandpa, it sounds like you really enjoyed living in a logging
camp. I wish that one would was available for me to live in. I know that
they are a thing of the past. I think you were one of the lucky ones."
     "Jim, I loved every minute of it and I could tell you enough stories
to fill a set of encyclopedias. I wanted to give you a little background
information to help set the stage help you understand my early life."
     "Jim, do you know that I am gay?"
     "Grandpa, you can't be! You have never given me any indications! If
you had, I would have made advances toward you long ago. I am also
gay. Look out! Our relationship, may have taken a different direction. When
did you know that you were gay?"
     "Jim, I am surprised but let's get some more finished and then we can
decide what action we want to take. My being gay is certainly a big part of
my story. So I might as well continue."
     "We had been living in the logging camp for 3 years, when a new family
moved in next door to us. There were two sets of twins-one set of girls
aged 14 and one set of boys aged 16. I was delighted because the boys were
the same age as me and very good looking, also-two for the price of one."
     "I knew by now that I was gay but in those days, you didn't come out
of the closet. I had a friend who was a year younger than me. We had
jacked-off together and did each other. We always took a shower together
but we had to be very careful not to get caught. We spent a lot of time
playing in woods together and had even gave each other a blow job. He moved
about two months before the twins moved into his old house.. I was very
disappointed. I hoped the twins would take his place."
     "My dad built bought a small shed that was to be used as a garage on
one end and a bedroom on the other end. The bedroom had a door that opened
to the outside. He put it between the twins house and ours. Their father
and mine fixed it up for a bedroom for the three of us, complete with our
own wood stove. Now the twin girls could have their own room. Now, I would
n't have to share a room ,which wasn't big enough for one much less for 5
brothers and sisters. Being the oldest, I did have a small cot by myself. I
was in heaven and I had big dreams. If they would only pan out. I didn't
have to wait very long to find out what was in store for me."
     " Evening came and the twins and I went to `our bedroom'. They had
bunk beds and I had a double bed. I striped down to my long johns and
crawled into bed and turned to watch the twins get undressed, hoping to
sneak a peak at the equipment they were packing. I got more than a
peek. They took off everything and crawled into bed with me and left the
light on. I surprised and didn't know what to think..
     "Mark, out of those ugly long johns. We sleep nude and you are going
to start sleeping that way, also. Before we go to sleep, we are going to
have a little fun. Right Ted?" declared Bob.
     "Bob, I would say that we are going to have a lot more than a little
fun. Mark, you are going to wish that you had never met us. In case you are
wondering what is happening, it is really very simple. Your ass now belongs
to us and we are going to use it whenever we want it. Our cocks belong to
you now and since there are two, you can have one stuck in both ends. When
we are finished with you, you will be a first class whore and will be
begging us to give you more and more and more. Oh, we are not selfish,
because you can have you turn at our asses also and we will take turns on
your dick, which appears to be about the same size as ours." Ted said
smiling from ear to ear.
     "Mark do you have a ruler. Good lets measure and see what each of has
to offer. I think you have a bigger one by ½ inch but I think we have you
bested in thickness". Grinned Bob.
     "You will have to let me out so I can get the ruler. Don't worry I am
not going to run away. You are making my dreams come true!!!!"
     "Would you just look at that cute little ass! I call firsts!" Said
Ted.
     "I don't care who is first but you will have to take it easy. I am
still a virgin and if you hurt me there will be not more. Deal?"
     "Sounds good to me." Ted responded. "Wouldn't have it any other
way. We want you to enjoy it as much as we do. Give me that ruler and I
will do the measuring. Guess what guys, the same -7 inches. Now with all of
that out the way, Let's have some fun!"
     Ted dug out a jar of Vaseline and had move around behind me. Bob moved
in front and offered his cock to me, which I took eagerly causing him to
start moaning. Ted dug his finger into the Vaseline and had easily inserted
his finger all the way into my hole, soon he had two and then three. I
became a bitch in heat. He greased his cock, told me to relax and to push
back like I was going to take a crap.
     Ted move the head of his cock to my hole and started to put a little
pressure on me. I tensed up. He slapped me hard on butt and pushed at the
same time. The head slipped right in and he stopped. He waited and finally,
I told him I could take a little more and before I knew it Ted had his
whole 7 inches inside me. Finally, the pain started going away and I told
him, he could fuck me when he was ready. He started moving in and out. I
caught his rhythm and started squeezing and relaxing.
     "Mark, are you sure you are a virgin? Your ass is so tight and you
really know how to please a man. You are a good one." Meanwhile I had gone
back to paying attention to Bob.  "Bob, You had better pull back, I am
about ready to cum. I know that you will want a piece of this ass. He is
one good fucker. Here it comes, slut. Take all my juices."
     Bob and Ted switched places. Bob slipped right in and started giving
me a good ride. Ted stuck my cock in his mouth and I shot immediately. Man,
I could see this was going to be a good sleeping arrangement.
     So our first night together turned out to be one to remember. We took
turns using each other. However, the twins took and used me all night. By
morning I was so sore and so full of cum that I didn't know if I would make
it to the outhouse or not. We went to the shower house to clean up. We knew
that it would be empty because all the men had gone to work. We would have
the place all to ourselves. Of course, the twins had to have me one more
time and I wanted one of them myself.
     "Jim, I think this is enough for one sitting. Let's call it a night
and start over in the morning." Said Grandpa.
     "Sounds good to me. Grandpa can I sleep in your bed tonight?"
     "Jim, of course you can. I thought that you would never ask! I may be
an old man but I am not to old to have some fun and I can still get it up
with no problem. Jim do you think that I will need viagra tonight."
     "Grandpa, that is up to you. I am good for all night. All I can say is
that you had better not have a heart attack on me because I will not be in
any kind of shape to revive you.." Laughed Jim.
     "I must warm you. I have grown a little since the twins and I
measured. Maybe you are the one that should be taking a love potion. Top or
Bottom"
     "Bottom, I want to see if you are bragging or not."
     Grandpa wasn't bragging. Man was he good. He should have been a bronc
rider. No matter how hard I tried, I could not buck him out of the
saddle. I am just glad he didn't have spurs. He gave me the best ride that
I had ever had and I have had some good times.
     "Man, Jim, you are a wild one. Such a tight ass. I think that I will
just have to keep you around. I know that I was not your first. Tell me one
thing, has your dad ever used you? You don't have to answer if you don't
want to."
     "Grandpa, you are not the first but you certainly won't be the
last. My ass is yours and yours alone for the time being. You can have it
anytime you want. I want to try you out and see what kind of bottom you
are. I like to do both but I think being a bottom is the best. No, Grandpa,
Dad never did even touch me. He is about as straight as they come. However,
he accepted my life style and we remain very good friends. Mom, on the
other hand is very anti-gay. He is the very best dad that a person could
ever have."
     "That does not surprise me. I tried several time to make something
happen and I could never get past "Stop That. You know how nasty that
really is!" So after awhile I just stop trying. He was sure a good looker
and almost drove me crazy. I must say he was good in my dreams.
     "Jim just look at you. You have such a hard-on and it looks like you
need some relief. Grab the jar and grease my behind and get started. Don't
waste anymore time talking. I am going to give you the best piece of ass
that you have ever had. I know you will remember it for a long time and you
will be telling them about it making them wish they could get some.. You
see I like nothing better that having a big cock stuck up my butt."