Date: Thu, 29 Mar 2012 14:51:11 -0700 (PDT)
From: Blake Cotera <blakester9999@yahoo.com>
Subject: Caught Camping

Parts of this are true.  Other parts are stretched.  I'll let you guys
figure out which is which ;).  Feedback welcome.  Blakester9999@yahoo.com

Caught Camping

When I was a kid my parents used to take me to our camp on a small lake in
the Adirondacks. They loved it for the solitude.  I hated it for the same
reason. Nothing to do. My friends were all home and I was stuck in
wilderness hell.  As I got older I got out of going since sports took up my
time and it gave me an excuse not to go. But at 17 I had my license and a
girlfriend so I thought it would be perfect to go to the camp for wild sex
with her. Only problem was she broke up with me. I moped around for about a
week.  My mom suggested I take the car and go up to the camp to get away
and clear my head. It was the middle of the summer before college and I
didn't really have anything to do so I took her idea. The camp is on a
small lake with only a few cabins around, all very private tucked in the
woods. I got there Friday night, unpacked, settled in, jerked off, and went
to sleep. It was pretty cool having the place to myself.  The next day I
hung out on the deck in the sun and chilled. Uneventful.  Sunday any
activity on the like died as I guess anyone there went back to the city.  I
got the idea that I'd get rid of my tan lines and lay naked in the sun.  It
probably took me a half hour just to get the guts to go outside on the deck
naked. When you live in the city it's not like you can walk around bare. I
had never even really been outdoors naked before so it took some time to
realize I was safe there, no one could see me, and I always kinda liked the
idea of being outside bare. So finally I got my guts up, took off my
bathing suit, and walked out on the deck naked as can be. I didn't even
take a towel with me cuz I was excited not to have any clothes around me at
all.  All I took was a sock to cover my dick while I laid in the sun. I
slathered lotion on me, laid out on a recliner, put my sock on my weener
and chilled. Awesome feeling with the sun beating down and the wind blowing
over parts of my body that had never felt that before.

Laying there I couldn't help think of how cool it would have been to have
my girlfriend with me. Naked. Tits. Fucking. Damn.  My sock started to move
and it wasn't long till I had a full bone. I looked around and all I could
see is trees and a small patch of lake between the trees. It was safe and
private and I was horny as a pup. I pulled off my sock and smeared some
suntan lotion on my pork.  I was in fucking heaven. I had jacked off a
million times but never outside. It was a whole different feeling.  Almost
like I didn't even want to cum. I just wanted that sensation to last
forever. I was naked and rock hard and...  Foot steps.  On the deck.  It
happened so fast. I released the stranglehold my fist had on my dick,
looked over my shoulder and saw two men walking toward me. Jesus!  "Hello
there young feller" "Uh...hey" What the fuck was I supposed to do? Run?
Offer them a beer? Couldn't they see I was in the middle of some private
time?  "You Phil's boy?"  Oh God. He knows my dad.  "Uh...ya" Now they were
right next to me. And I was seriously regretting the idea of not bringing
that fucking towel out with me.  "I'm Kurt.  This is my boy Andy." Kurt
looked like an Adirondack guy. Probably 50. Gruff looking.  His "boy" (love
how these backwoods guys talk) was probably early 20s. Good looking, dark
hair, looked like he'd been in his share off kick-ass bar room brawls. "Me
and your old man go fishing down the south end."  Fucking great. Only thing
as bad as being caught jacking off by my dad (which had happened more times
than I want to remember) was being caught by his fuckin fishing buddy.
Only this was worse. At least dad would look in, see what I was doing, and
close the door.  This jackass was standing there chit chatting with me bare
ass and dick pointing up to the sky.

"You're Mikey right?"  "Uh...ya...Mike".  Now that you've seen my flagpole
you can probably drop the "y" from my name.  I'm not 8 yrs old anymore.
"Ya I remember you running around here when you were just a tike."  He
looked down and chuckled when he saw my boner.  "You've grown a bit
hahahaha".  "Look I'm gonna go inside and um...uh..."  "So how your parents
doing?"  Seriously? You're gonna engage me in chatter when I'm fucking
naked and hard? Can you just let me go inside?????  "They're ok".  We
continued the most awkward chat of my life for a bit. Old Kurt didn't
seemed phased by the circumstances. Just talked to me like it was
nothing. Andy didn't say anything the whole time. But when I glanced at him
he was staring at my bone smirking which added to the whole awkward
feeling.  "You ok boy?"  "Ya it's just that I'm not used to getting
caught...you know..."  "Boy you may not be used the getting caught, but you
been caught many times up here."  "What's that supposed to mean?"  "Boy
I've got a view out my kitchen window of your boathouse..."  As soon as he
said it I knew what he was talking about.  "...I used to catch you when you
were practically knee high, ducking behind the boathouse, dropping your
pants, and playing with your little willy."  I had no idea what to say. He
was right. I was a frequent flyer behind the boathouse when I was a
kid. "Your old man called me to keep an eye on you to make sure you stayed
out of trouble.  Looks like you're in trouble now." Kurt's folksy way was a
little darker now. "I know how you're dad punished you when you were a kid.
I did the same to Andy here." Christ he could NOT be talking about
spanking. I mean ya I got spanked when I was little. But not since I was
like 10.  "Sooner we do this sooner you can get back to your...business
haha."  I backed up, turn around, started to run, but there was no where to
go. There were 2 of them and both bigger than me. Within seconds I was bare
ass over Kurt's knee on the picnic table. All I could see was Andy's
timberlands.  The first swat came down hard and stung. My bone was ancient
history. I had hit a new height of humiliation.  Getting spanked naked by
my dad's friend while his kid watched. I remember Kurt saying softly to
Andy, "He's got a pretty little ass don't he?".  The spanking was hard.  It
hurt, my ass and my ego.  I remember at one point he stopped and I thought
it was over. Instead I felt Kurt's thumbs alongside my crack, then slowly
he pulled my asscheeks apart and said to Andy, "Look at thaaaaaaaat."  Of
all that happened to that point that was probably the worst - there were
two men looking (and laughing) at my asshole.  I don't know how many swats
I got. Maybe 15-20.  But when I got up my cheeks hurt.  Bad.  Like a
sunburn.  As soon as they let me up I ran in the cabin.  I didn't know what
else to do.  As I was running in I heard them laughing and saying "look at
that little red ass go".

They must have left cuz I stayed in the cabin the rest of the day and
night.  I was afraid to come out.  It got late and I went to bed. Couldn't
sleep.  Too much quiet. Too dark.  Still sore ass.  I had packed a few
joints, grabbed one, and went outside to the deck. Weed always helped me
sleep. I hadn't put on pants all day cuz that's how sore my asscheeks
were. I thought about wrapping a towel around me but fuck it it was like 1
am and pitch black.  When I got to the deck the memories came back.  Not my
proudest moment haha.  But it felt good to be naked again on the deck and
the wind and the pot was doing its job. Peaceful.  Quiet. Naked.

Till I felt the big hand grab my bicep and I heard "What you up to now
boy".  The words were familiar but the voice different.  It was Andy.
Thank God it wasn't his old man. Andy was older than me but he felt more
like a peer than his dad did.  At first I thought he was gonna wanna smoke
some weed with me. "You just love showing off that little cityboy dinky
don't you?".  "Haha Hey it's not that little..."  All of a sudden he
grabbed my soft dick, squeezed it, and gave it a pretty firm yank.  "If I
say it's small, it's small.  And it's small.  You got that?"  It became
clear he wasn't playing around and we weren't gonna share a joint.  "You
little fucks come up here on the weekend and think you can do whatever the
fuck you want.  You know how long it's been since I had a woman? DO YOU?"
I couldn't say anything.  Kinda scared. Really confused.  "So you're as
close to a woman as I can get..."  He pushed me down and pinned
me. Awkwardly he pulled his pants off as I tried to get away. He must have
gone 6'3" 220.  He was built like a big ol' farm boy and there wasn't a
fuckin thing I could do about it.

And he wasn't playing. He shoved his dick in my face and said "lick what's
in front of you." About 10 seconds later he shoved it in my mouth and said
"suck that dick".  I did the best I could. It was really big.  Really
big. Now I knew why he thought mine was small. I felt small. He kept trying
to make me suck it all the way. No way I could. I never sucked a dick
before and this was a hell of a way to start. He got kinda mad that I
wasn't taking more of it in. I was choking on what I could. All of a sudden
he spun around and his ass was in my face and he said "if you're not gonna
do it right you can lick my asshole." It was dark and I couldn't see what I
was doing cuz his ass was right in my face. So I licked his crack (it was
hairy but his cheeks weren't) and went inside it almost down to his hole
but when I got close I started to gag. He spun back around so his dick was
back in my face and he said "you gonna be a good cocksucker now?". I said
ya. He said "SAY IT".  So I said "I'm gonna be a good cocksucker".  He
shoved it in my mouth and I sucked it. Harder than before and took more
in. Maybe it was the weed. Maybe it was cuz I didn't get to JO in the
afternoon. Maybe it was cuz I missed sex with my girlfriend. But for
whatever reason my dick got hard while he fed me his. And what he was
saying wasn't helping.  "Take that cock bitch" "You like it?  You like it?"
"That's what city boys are good for"

It probably only lasted 5 minutes. As quick as he shoved it in, he pulled
it out. As soon as he did he began to pound his dick with his hand, right
in my face. I could hear him grunting. I could fuckin smell his balls. The
first shot flew over my head. The next several got me in the hair and
face. It was everywhere. He slapped me in the face with his cock to get the
last drips off. But at least it was over.

He glanced over his shoulder and started laughing. "Well...it looks like
you enjoyed yourself."  He saw my stiff cock. Shit. He wheeled around so
his ass was back in my face.  It was a few inches from my face but I could
see it now.  Sweaty from the activity.  Big and round like a football
players ass.  "Shit I seen bigger dicks on a baby". (just to clarify, I got
a very respectable 6 incher that has drawn many compliments from women).  I
didn't say a word. I took it. Then from the picnic table I heard a voice.
Kurt's.  "Make him cum Andy."  I don't know how long he'd been there or
what he saw.  I guess at that point there wasn't much for me to hide.  Andy
didn't need to be told twice.  He grabbed hold of my dick and went to work.
It was WAY different feeling than a chick.  Bigger.  Stronger.  And the
action was totally different too. He was beating my dick hard.  Almost
punishing it. Then the trash talking started.  "Come on you little pussy
lets see what you got" "Come on bitch squirt for me" "Fuckin worthless
little weenie" Then I heard Kurt.  "Harder Andy.  Harder.  HARDER" I
thought my cock was gonna come off.  I tired to hold it in but I couldn't.
As soon as I felt like I was gonna shoot Andy pointed my cock straight up
in the air and I unloaded.  It felt like I was never gonna stop.  "Ya dad
look at that little fucker shoot.  Hoooooo-weeeeeee.  Look at him go!"
When I was done it was quiet for a second.  Then I heard Andy let out a
loud "FUCK...He got his junk all over my hand".  He wheeled around again
but this time he laid right on top of me, face to face.  I felt crushed,
feeling a better appreciation of how much bigger he was than me.  He stuck
his hand in my face.  "Eat your jizz".  Of everything I had been through
that day that was probably the most humiliating part.  He practically
shoved his fist in my mouth till it was all clean.  As I finished he
scooped up some of his spooge that was dripping down my face and said "here
have some of mine while you're at it. That's a sample.  Tomorrow you're
gonna drink right from the tap."  The whole time I could feel him pressing
against me. I could feel his cock grinding into mine. Still can't believe
how big he was.

When he was done he got up. I didn't move. I just figured if I stayed still
they'd go. Andy put his pants on and I heard them walking off the deck.
Then I heard Andy turn back to me and say, "Be out here tomorrow so I can
fuck you.  And don't bother wearing clothes.  That'll just make me mad."