From: "RONALD W SIMMONS" <TERIAN@sprintmail.com>
Subject: Vacation Time
Date: Mon, 25 May 1998 11:10:36 -0700

VACATION TIME

 On our last vacation, we drove all the way across the country, meandering
from one RV park to another.  Every RV park had a set of public showers for
the vacationers.  The place had all the comforts of home.  Most of the RV's
had TV sets, bathrooms, and stoves.  Living in an RV with my parents and
sister was not what I called a vacation at all.  It was more or less
something to put up with.
 That is, until one day in the middle of the hot summer, we pulled in an RV
park that had, as its main attraction, a small lake.  There weren't a lot of
other RV's at the park.  Along with ours, there were only about ten or
eleven families.  It seemed that the place was kind of deserted.  There were
few people around.
 There wasn't a whole lot for me to do.  There was no one else along, just
Mom and Dad and me.  They wondered why I didn't wander along the little
beaches and stare at the women in their little string bikinis.  I wandered
along the beaches, all right, but not looking at any of the women.  What I
was looking for were large bulges in men's swimming trunks.
 At that particular park, there were some restrooms with showers, and they
were always deserted.  The place was pretty empty, and I decided to walk
around the lake to the other side, where I had seen someone park an RV.
 I approached the place, not from the open beach, but from the dunes and
sandhills.  I looked around, seeing no one.  Suddenly, a guy came out of the
trailer, wearing a very tiny bikini bottom and carrying a towel.  He walked
toward the dunes beyond the trailer.  Maybe, since his place was so remote,
he was going to bathe nude.  I could feel my cock jerk up and dance at the
thought.
 I followed him from a distance, not wanting to let him know that I was
going to spy on him.  I wanted to see if he was going to get an all-over
tan.  I wanted to see his round ass exposed to the sun, and I wanted to see
what his cock looked like when it was fully, completely hard and sticking
straight up in the air.  I had never done it with a guy, but knew that I
wanted to, and I had never seen another guy's hard dick in real life.
 I climbed some rocks and kept my eyes open in both directions.  I was going
to jack off, I decided, no matter what.  Just watching him in that little
suit of his was enough to give me a stiffy, anyway.  I watched with
anticipation, my heart pounding, as he spread out his blanket and then put
his towel beside it.  I glanced around in all directions, hoping that no one
was coming.  It was a senseless gesture, born of paranoia.
 He lay down on the blanket and stretched.  He sat up and peeled off his
tiny bathing suit.  His big cock looked like quite a handful, large and fat.
I could feel my dick jerk, just looking at his cock and his heavy, hairy
balls, the cock about which I had fantasized in my masturbatory sessions for
the past few weeks.
 His stomach was flat, and as he slipped the bottom of his suit off, I could
see that he had been sunning in the nude for some time.  He had a nearly
all-over tan.  His pubic hair was the same color as the hair on his head.
Dark and lush, the hair covered his pubes in a perfect triangle, his cock
nestled in the midst of the small, dark forest.
 He lay back on the blanket, his cock flopping down against his balls and
hanging slightly toward the side.  His dark and lush pubic mound looked
invitingly innocent.
 Then, as I saw his cock suddenly begin to grow and pulse, I reached inside
my trunks and adjusted my aching cock.  I pulled the hem of my trunks aside
and freed my aching cock.   I began to stroke myself slowly, oblivious to
everything but the sight of the naked guy's cock and balls.
 I needed a better view of his cock.  All I could see of it was what was on
edge, just the cock sticking up and the edge of his balls.  I wanted to see
it straight on, from the front.  I turned around and took a step to the
right.  I felt my heart in my throat as I saw someone --- a guy, walking
toward me.
 I had a raging hard on, and it was sticking straight out at him.  He
glanced over my shoulder, and I knew that he knew I was peeking on someone
else.   I had no idea what his reaction might be.  I tried to stiff my
shrinking dick back into my trunks.  The motion was a waste of time.  He had
already seen me, and knew that I had been jacking off while ogling the guy's
cock.
 He smiled.  "Oh, that's a beautiful cock," he said.  "Don't hide it."
 I couldn't believe he was saying that.  Then I noticed that he had one hand
in the band of his trunks, and his fingers were moving.
 I shrugged.  I hooked my fingers in the side of my trunks, pulling them
down to my thighs, letting my hard cock jump up, then all the way to my
ankles.  Then, I slipped them off altogether.
 He stared at my hard cock.
 "Nice body," was all he said, looking at me from my head, down to my chest,
then my stomach, and finally, to my raging, throbbing cock.  He pulled his
hand out of his trunks.
 "Beautiful cock, nearly as big as Bill's," he said, jerking his head in the
direction of the dunes.  He reached down and rubbed the bulge in his trunks.
 "Let's go join Bill," he said then, a broad smile on his face.
 As we stumbled over the rocks, Bill didn't seem at all surprised to see us,
though he did stare longingly at my stiff prick as it danced around my navel
with each step.
 "I'm Doug," said the guy who had caught me, "and this is Bill.  We're
traveling together."
 "I'm Rod," I said.
 "Seems that Rod here has been admiring you from a distance," said Doug to
Bill.
 Doug pushed me down on the blanket, and I lay back and relaxed, enjoying
the fact that my cock was sticking straight up, and loving it when it lay
against my navel and throbbed.
 Bill just lay there and stared at my hard dick throbbing against my belly.
His eyes widened and he licked his lips.  I could see one hand travel
innocuously down to his crotch.
 "Rod," he said, "that's a nice cock  you have there, you know that?"
 I didn't know what to say.  "Gee, thanks, Bill," I said.
 He reached over and touched my tummy just above my cock.  "In fact, that's
the best looking dick I've seen in a long time."  As I lay there, he moved
his hand down and gently brushed the head of my dick, smearing a little drop
of pre-cum across the head.  Doug shimmied out of his bikini bottoms as he
sat on the blanket beside us.  Slowly, Bill moved his face closer to my
chest, at the same time touching the head of my cock tentatively.
 I stared at Doug's body.  Doug's cock was enormous, sticking straight up
and grazing his belly above his navel.  His balls were large and round,
flecked with bright red hair.    Doug's pubic bush was thick and dark
orange, and a fine line of hair traveled up his belly  in a little line,
then surrounded his navel in a light orange forest.
 Bill moved his hand farther down, running a finger down the shaft of my
hard manhood.  I could feel his finger gently tracing the hairs on my balls.
 All of a sudden, his head was on my chest, and he flicked out his tongue,
caressing one of the nipples on my chest with it.  Then, I could feel him
wrap his fingers around the base of my cock and grip it, hard.  He stroked
upward once, then back down slowly.
 "Oh, Doug, feel this hard dick," he said, his voice thick.
 Doug reached out his hand and touched the head of my prick with one finger,
then slowly moved his finger down to the base of it, joining Bill's hand
there.
 Bill moved his mouth downward, thrusting his tongue in and out, leaving a
trail of little moist drops from my chest to my tummy.  Then, he brushed his
cheek against the wet head of my cock.  Doug grabbed the base of my cock and
guided it toward Bill's mouth.  This sent sensations of ecstasy through me
that I had never known before.  The thought of  Doug holding my cock,
guiding it toward Bill's mouth was more than I could have ever fantasized.
 He turned his head sideways and flicked out his moist tongue, teasing my
throbbing, nearly purple  cock-head.  He ran his tongue around the head,
then down along the length of my shaft.  He ran his tongue all along the
edge of my pubic hair, teasing the head of my cock with the tip of his
tongue once in awhile.  This lasted for a few minutes, then he took my cock
and led it to his mouth, taking it in a short way.  One contact with his wet
tongue was all it took.
 "That's it, baby," Doug said, "suck on that stiff prick."
 I began to jerk, and I could feel the point of no return coming on quickly.
I could feel a rising sensation inside me, and I thrust forward with my
hips.  I moaned and writhed as I came, squeezing his head between my legs,
lifting my legs in the air.  I could feel my cock jerk as I shot a load of
cum into his mouth, then another and another.  He sucked on it, trying to
swallow. Doug's hand moved up and down my shaft furiously as Bill sucked and
sucked.
 Then I let my legs fall back down to the blanket and  I relaxed.   His warm
mouth still on my cock, Bill looked up into my eyes.  He took my cock out of
his mouth.  I could see a drop of cum run down his cheek.  It glistened in
the sun against his skin.
 Gently, the two of them changed positions, moving my body upright.  I could
feel Doug's cock pressing against my asshole as I knelt on all fours, my ass
in the air.  Bill positioned himself under me, his face against my balls,
his cock in my mouth.  Suddenly, Doug's fat cock pressed against my asshole,
and I suddenly realized that I was being fucked in the ass, sucking a cock,
and had my cock in someone else's mouth --- all at once!
 The feeling of being fucked in the ass was too much, and I shot my load
right away into Bill's waiting mouth.  He exploded his load at the back of
my throat, just as Doug's fat cock slammed into me, and I felt his cock jerk
inside me as he grabbed my ass and held on.  He shot cum deep in my ass as I
continued to shoot into Bill's mouth.
 We disengaged and lay in the sun for awhile, then I felt that it was time
to go.  I pulled on my trunks, leaving my two new-found friends baking in
the sun.
 Of course, I went back the next day.