Date: Tue, 25 Aug 2015 16:42:54 -0500 From: NChardak Sambia <nchardak999@gmail.com> Subject: Club Q Nudist Resort - Chapter 1 Club Q Nudist Resort Note: this story is totally nsfw, and features sexual situations with teens. It is entirely fictional, and is set in an imagined alternate universe in which such events might be possible. Also, don't forget to donate to nifty, so that they can continue to bring great stories to you! ===== Finally! After living my entire life with my parents as a nudist, I was finally getting to go to nudist camp! Well, not exactly a nudist camp, actually a high-scale nudist resort. For years, my parents have been going to this nudist resort twice a year. Now, for my sweet-sixteenth birthday, they finally said that I was old enough to go with them. I was so excited! I've been wanting to be around other nudists for years, and finally it was going to happen. My parents even let me take along my best friend, and occasional fuck-buddy, Noah. His family wasn't nudist, but he whenever he came over to my house, he played nudist for the day, and most days it seems like he was with us more than he was at home. After a 12 hour flight, we landed somewhere in West Africa, then had to take a taxi to the port, to board a chartered boat that took us to a private island off the coast. From there, a man greeted us and we loaded all of our luggage into a large SUV, and a half-hour's drive later, we finally pulled in to the Q Club Nudist Resort. It was amazing! Not only was it on a private island, it had a private entrance guarded by a gate, and hidden by palm trees. As we pulled into the large parking lot, we got our first look. It looked like a 5-star resort hotel, like I'd only ever seen in pictures online. As we pulled in , Noah and I, we could see the water in the distance. We looked at each other, knowing exactly what the other was thinking--we were finally going to get to walk on a nude beach! And it was the first thing I wanted to do! Touching my dad's shoulder I said, "Can Noah and I go to the beach right away?" My mom replied first, asking, "Wyatt, don't you want to at least check-in and see the room you're going to be staying in?" "No! We want to go to the beach!" "Alright," said my dad, wait here. I at least have to get checked-in and get all of your passes. We waited impatiently. After he had been gone only a few minutes, another car pulled into the parking lot. Out of it came an entire family, a man, woman, a boy and a girl, both about my age. They were all stark naked! It was the first time I'd seen another person, besides my own family, and Noah, naked. This, I thought, was going to be the best vacation ever! The family walked casually into the hotel, as if nothing special was happening. I was so excited, that it never even occurred to me to check out the boy before they entered. Stupid me! A few minutes later, dad came out and got back into the car. "Okay, " he said, "I have us checked in. Here are your passes," handing each of us a laminated card with a magnetic strip on the back, and attached to a springy keychain loop. "Where them around your wrist, like this," he demonstrated by slipping his wrist through the loop. "This will get you into the beach, and into the room. It also acts like a credit card, so you can use it to get snacks and drinks. "There are two beaches, one for adults only, on the south side, and one for teens only on the north side. We'll go around to the north entrance, and you can go in. But pay attention to the time, because I want to meet back at the front entrance at 6pm sharp for dinner! Okay?" Noah and I nodded our agreement. Dad had the driver bring us around to the back of the main building to another area of the resort. Yet another gate, lined with palm trees, marked the entrance to the teen's nude beach. A big sign announced, in Spanish, English, German and other languages that I didn't recognize: "No clothing permitted beyond this point. No persons over 19 permitted. Pass required for entry." A security guard standing outside the gate ensured that the rules were obeyed. I turned to dad and asked, "so we have to get undressed right now?" "Yep," he said smiling, "It's a nudist resort remember? " Noah and I climbed out of the SUV, and began taking off our clothes, leaving on only a pair of sandals. I looked over at Noah, and once again admired his body. He was about my height, 5'9", slim, but not as skinny as me, with sandy brown hair combed in a bowl style cut, brown eyes, a cute button nose, and a big smile. His body was toned more than mine, but not by much. He had a nice round butt, and a nice circumcised cock (6" hard if you must know), and unusually low hanging balls. Like a lot of gay kids in our day and age, he kept his cock and balls shaved clean. I'm 5'9" and about 115 lbs. My hair is dark brown, almost black, that I kept parted on the side, and green eyes. I have a nice butt too, maybe even nicer than Noah's. My dick is also 6" hard. Unlike Noah, I did not shave. My dad was Italian, and my mother Japanese, which gave me a kind of exotic look. Some people think that I look Hawaiian, like BooBoo Stewart. The combination means that while my dick is a decent size, I have barely any pubic hair at all. I have just a barely noticeable patch of hair on each side of my cock, while my balls, ass and pits are completely hairless. Since I don't have much hair, I like to keep what I have, and have never shaved. Stashing our clothes into the SUV, we grabbed our beach towels and turned to leave, but dad stopped us. "Now, when you get in there, you are probably going to see a lot of things you weren't expecting. Just go with the flow, have fun, try not to stare too much, be careful, and don't do anything you don't want to do. Got it?" Not really sure what he was talking about, we just nodded and said, "got it." And took off. As dad drove away, we walked up to the security guard, my cock flapping in the breeze, Noah's balls making soft slapping sounds against his thighs, and handed him our passes. He directed us to swipe our cards against the card reader, which we did. The gate made an audible clicking sound as it unlocked, and we walked in. We walked a short winding path before the trees broke and we were finally at the beach. It was amazing. There were teen boys and girls of every age, scattered all over the beach, all of them naked. As Noah and I stared, taking it all in, we saw kids playing in the water, some playing volleyball, some lying on beach towels getting sun tans, and some reading on lounge chairs. Hotel staff, easily recognizable because they wore necklaces with name tags, served drinks. As we stood there, two teens, a boy and girl, maybe 17, I guess, walked past us holding hands. The boy, I noticed immediately, had a huge hard on, bobbing back and forth as he walked. As they passed us, the girl let go of the boy's hand, grabbed him by the cock, and said in an Australian accent, "come on, hurry! I can't wait." He grinned, and they both started jogging towards some rocks over to our right. Completely astonished, I turned to Noah and said, "Did that just happen?!? Did that girl just grab his dick?" Noah swallowed and said, "uh huh." Then, looking past me, he said, "hey, look, over there!" I turned to where he was pointing and not 100 feet away from me, saw a guy on his knees, giving another guy a blow job under the shade of a beach umbrella! Both of them were teens, but clearly younger than us. I couldn't believe what I was seeing! Then Noah said, "and look over there! They're everywhere!" He pointed again. This time, I saw an older teenage girl with long blond hair and large tits, riding the cock of another boy, as she pinched her nipples and threw her head back. It was unbelievable!! "Dude!" Noah turned toward me, "Your parents didn't just take us to a nudist resort! He took to some wild nude sex resort! Holy fuck!" "What do we do?" I asked nervously. Ever the brave one, he said, "You heard what your dad said. Go with the flow. Let's just walk around for a bit." So we walked along the beach. I'd estimate that there were maybe 100 teens of all ages running about. Noah wasn't exactly right. Not everyone was having sex. We actually only saw maybe 5 or 6 couples, straight and gay, having sex, although there may have been more hidden in the trees or behind the large boulders that dotted the immediate landscape. It was impossible for either one of us to keep from getting hard. My cock throbbed, bouncing against my belly, as precum dribbled down my legs as we walked. I kept swiping up the precum with my beach towel, and tried not to stare too much whenever we encountered someone having sex. I thought about covering my hard on with my towel, but realized immediately how ridiculous that would look. I mean, right there not 10 feet away to my left, two 18-year old looking Italian boys were fucking, the bottom stroking his hairy cock as his legs were wrapped around the waist of the other boy, who was thrusting hard in and out of the boy's butthole. So covering up was a non starter. I looked away before anyone noticed me staring. One other kid caught my eye. A short blond boy, who could barely be more than 13, stood alone leaning against a large sea stack rock on the edge of the beach, his eyes closed, face into the sun, jacking off his hairless (or shaved, I couldn't tell at this distance) 4 or 5" dick. It was mesmerizing. As I unconsciously stared, he gave a shout, thrust his hips out, and shot two huge streams of jizz 3 feet into the air that landed in and were swallowed by the sea. My heart pounded, and my dick throbbed at what I had just witnessed. I couldn't believe that a kid that age could do that in public. Until that moment, I had never thought about doing such a thing, but suddenly my mind was filled with the thought of it. Noah and I walked on the warm white sand along the beach. I turned to my bestie and asked, "Do you think my parents are...I dunno...like swingers?" For some reason, the thought felt distasteful in my mind. Noah thought about it for a moment and then said, "Maybe. Or maybe they just like the freedom of this place. Aren't they always telling you that they wish that people had fewer hang ups about nudity and sex?" That was true, I thought. They did complain about how screwed up it was to be so uptight about nudity and sex, that hiding our bodies and hiding our sexuality, while at the same time, teasing with scanty clothing, not only was ironic and hypocritical, but caused many of the world's problems. As I turned the thought over in my mind, we stopped to watch a group of teens play 6-on-6 volleyball. It was a fairly even match, with 4 guys and 2 girls on each team. It was hard to tell nationality, but for some reason, I thought that they all looked French. Of course, my eyes flashed to the fine dicks and butts on the boys, and I could even appreciate the fully tanned, pink nipple tits and shapely butts on the girls. But after a few glances, I actually started paying more attention to just how much fun they were having. It wasn't sexual at all, and even though I didn't have a sporting bone in my body, I kind of hoped that they would invite Noah and I to play. But they didn't, and after a few minutes, we turned and continued walking down the beach. A few minutes later, Noah said excitedly, "Hey, look over there!," pointing towards the sea. "There" turned out to be a boy, kneeling on the ground, facing away from us, his pale, ghostly white butt aimed right at our face, his head low to the ground, seeming to be buried head first in the sand. Ahead of him, I saw the tips of what appeared to be a sand castle rising out of the beach. As we approached, I saw that the boy was kneeling at the edge of a short rise, his head and most of his body below the rise, which is what made it look like he was buried in the sand. Instead, he was working on a huge, very detailed, castle, that reminded me of the Cinderella Castle at DisneyWorld. Another boy worked on the castle from below the rise on the opposite side of the huge sand castle. As we approached, the first boy looked up and said, "hi." We said hi back as he stood to shake my hand and told me that his name was Stefan. "Is that Cinderella Castle?" I asked. "No, Hogwarts," he said, with a slight accent. Feeling dumb, I just said, "Oh." Stefan was about my height, and about my age, I guessed. He was thin, with platinum blond hair cut really short and combed forward, platinum blond eyebrows, blue eyes, a wide happy smile that showed teeth, and a round face. His body was lean, with pale almost blue white skin, with large, puffy nipples that were the brightest pink I've ever seen. His belly was flat and unmuscled, his belly button a cute innie with a half-circle above it and his hip bones stuck out from his body. His dick, though limp, looked longer, though thinner, than mine, and was uncut with a long foreskin, his balls bulbous and taut against his skin, probably because it was wet, and his cock and balls were shaved perfectly hairless, his dick swinging freely as he moved. All of this I took in at a moment's glance as we shook hands. Stefan introduced us to his cousin, Connor, who stood up and waved in greeting. Connor looked about a year older, and was whip thin. Where Stefan was kind of soft and lean, Connor was hard like a stick. He had a natural 6 pack, and although he wasn't very muscular, the muscles he did have showed visibly in his arms and his legs. Though clearly related enough to be brothers, Connor's face was a bit longer than Stefan's. His nipples were small and not as pink, his skin pale, with visible veins, but slightly more tanned than Stefan. As Connor stood to shake our hands, I got a look at his dick. Like Stefan's, it was uncircumcised, and also looked longer and thinner than mine, with a big vein running over the top. Unlike Stefan, Connor was not completely shaved. Instead, he had a small vertical rectangle of trimmed platinum blond hair right above his cock. The rest of him, like his balls, though, was smooth and hairless. "Would you like to help us build our castle?" Stefan asked us. "Oh, I wouldn't want to mess anything up." I answered, warily, but glad that my mistaking Hogwarts for Cinderella Castle hadn't ruined anything. "Oh, no, you can't mess it up," he said, "besides, it's just sand. If it gets messed up, we can fix it. And when the tide comes in, it will get messed up anyway. Look, you can help us make a moat all the way 'round. Like this." He demonstrated taking his hand and digging out a trench of sand about wrist deep. "Do it like that, all the way 'round." "Okay," we said, and knelt down to work. It made me really happy that we found some friends here. I dug into the sand near the front of the castle close to Stefan, while Noah took the back side closer to Connor. I have to admit, I got really distracted, because Stefan's beautiful bubble butt was often right next to my face, and I kept staring at his perfect pink hairless rosebud of a boy hole, and imagining what it was must feel like to finger and fuck. I got hard thinking about it, and averted my eyes more than once, concentrating on digging a moat. We got to talking and found out that Stefan and Connor were from Norway, and that they came up to the resort every year with Stefan's father, who was divorced. Connor was living with them due to some trouble with his parents. After what seemed like no time, my watch alarm dinged, reminding me that we were supposed to meet my parents for dinner. Quickly we stood up, explained that we had to go, and said goodbye to Stefan, telling them that we hoped to see them again later. Noah and I hurried away, sprinting to the front of the resort where we were to meet my parents. As we walked into the foyer, butt naked, I suddenly felt a wave of self-consciousness, until I saw other naked guests walking around. Immediately, my discomfort went away. I spotted my parents sitting at a set of chairs, just as they spotted us. We met in the middle, and my dad explained that since Noah and I were new to the resort, that we had to listen to an orientation spiel from the front desk. A nice young lady, naked except for a name tag hanging from a necklace around her neck that said "Lily," greeted us. She looked to be in her twenties, and although I'm not interested in girls, and felt like I shouldn't judge a person's body, I still admired her auburn hair done up in a kind of pony tail, her pert nipples, slim waist, and bald pussy. Lily explained the rules, but I only really half paid attention. She explained that the resort had two restaurants that both operated 24/7. The one on the west side of the resort was a more formal, sit-down restaurant in which clothing was required. The other, on the east side, was buffet style in which nudity was required. She explained that nudity was required in all parts of the resort, with the exception of the sit-down restaurant, the foyer, and the island tour (which my dad said he would explain later). She also explained that sexual activity was strictly forbidden at either restaurant and the foyer, but was permitted in the beach and during certain designated daily activities. She also explained that sexual activity was permitted in the pool and jacuzzi areas as long as other guests were not disturbed. The resort was situated in a privately owned island in West Africa, in a country in which the legal age of consent was 13, and thus was also the minimum age of all guests to the resort. Finally, she said, that there were towels, lube, and other items strategically placed throughout the resort, and that we were expected to make use of them as needed, and to do our part to keep the resort neat and tidy, which I took to mean throwing out our used condoms. By the end of her speech, I was blushing furiously at the very frank and blunt talk of sex. We definitely weren't in Kansas anymore, I thought. After her speech, dad asked us which restaurant we wanted to eat at. Noah and I looked at each other, and almost with one voice, we said, "buffet." So we headed in that direction. It was a zoo! Naked people were everywhere. The buffet was laid out on several tables, with meats on one table, various side dishes on another, an entire salad bar on another, breads and desserts on another. I took a tray and quickly loaded up on roast beef, mashed potatoes, and corn, and grabbed a Coke to drink. While waiting for the rest of my family to finish, I looked around. It was the first time I had really gotten to see so many other nudists up close in real life. There really were all kinds of people there. I saw whites and blacks, Hispanics and several Asian families. Most were younger than I would have expected, but there were a few older folks too. I checked out several teen boys and girls. The boys were of all ages, from 13 to 19. Almost all were in good physical shape. Many had all-over tans, but several had tan lines. I would have thought that almost everyone would have shaved pubic hair like my dad, mom and Noah, but that wasn't the case. I would say that about 50% of the people I saw were fully shaved, while another 25% were just trimmed, and another 25% were fully bushed. I hadn't thought about it much before then, but looking at it, I thought that for the most part, I didn't really like the fully bushed look. It somehow didn't feel clean to me. I looked down at my own dick, examining the few hairs that I had sprouting there, wondering if it was time for me to shave. I have to think about it, I thought. I definitely was nowhere close to being fully bushed, I mean you had to be pretty up close to even see my pubes, but I did like the smooth look best. Still lost in my reverie, I glanced up just in time to see a curly brown haired white boy about 14 or 15 years old, walk by me with a tray full of food, sporting a massive hard on, and yelling to his friend in what I think was German. It seemed like neither he nor anybody else but me noticed his aroused state, but I caught myself staring at his hard, cut dick with bright red arrow shaped head waving left and right as he walked. I guess this was just another thing I was going to have to get used to! Finally the rest of my family was finished getting their food and we went looking for a table. As we looked around, I heard someone shout my name, "Wyatt!" I looked around. There was Stefan and his cousin, waving at me. When he saw me noticing him, he waved us to him and pointed to some empty seats next to him. I motioned to my family and weaved my way through the crowd to join him. After introducing everyone, and telling my dad how we met Stefan and Connor making an awesome sand castle at the beach, we quieted long enough to chow down on our food. While we ate, Noah nudged me and whispered, "Look over there," and pointed with his chin. I looked to where he was pointing and saw a slim 17-year old black kid with wild, kinky hair walking with his family. But what Noah was obviously pointing to, was the thing swinging between his legs. Even limp, it was enormous. The shaved, cut cock was more than twice as fat as mine, and bigger limp than mine was hard. The almost purple colored head looked like a giant mushroom. It was the biggest cock I'd ever seen other than in internet porn. I could practically hear Noah salivating. "I got to get me some of that," he whispered to me. I grunted and smiled at him. Noah was a total size queen. It's one of the reasons why he was my best friend, and not my boyfriend. I could never meet his "expectations." I whispered, "good luck," back at him and continued eating my food, while following the black kid with my eyes. Eventually, Stefan interrupted the silence by asking me, "later on tonight, there's going to be a tantric massage class for the teens. You wanna go?" I looked at my dad and mom as if to ask permission. Mom said, "You'll love it sweety." Dad smirked and said, "It's your mother's favorite." I said to Stefan, "Yah sure, can Noah come too?" "Definitely!" Stefan replied. "You can be my partner, and Noah can be Connor's. I'm tired of being Connor's partner anyway," kiddingly pushing an elbow at his cousin. "Okay. After dinner, we can get freshened up in our rooms, and then meet you there. Do you know where it is?" He explained how to get there, and what time to meet. After dinner, Noah and I went up to check out our shared room for the first time. The room was incredible! It was like a mini open-style suite, decorated in a kind of rainforest theme. As we walked in, to the left was a little sofa, facing a large flat-screen tv on the wall to the right. Further into the room, was a large king-size bed also on the left, with another large flat-screen tv on the right above a dresser. Next to the dresser was a small fridge and microwave. Continuing further into the room was an open-air bathroom, with no doors or walls. On the left corner was an open-style 2- headed shower, with a sink next to it. On the far right was a tiny little room that turned out to be the toilet area. But what was really amazing was the fact that the entire back wall was glass from floor-to- ceiling. From our vantage point, we had a perfect view of blue sky, jungle trees, the ocean, and directly below us, a pool area. "Check this out!" Noah said, pointing to a glass door in the middle of the wall that opened to an outdoor balcony area. As we stepped out onto the balcony, we noticed a couple of lounge chairs and a small private hot tub on the right, and an outdoor shower area on the left. The whole thing was fucking awesome! Noah and I immediately tried out the outdoor shower, using it the get off all the salt and sand that had accumulated on our bodies. We grabbed a couple of the towels that seemed to be everywhere in the resort, and dried off. After taking care of some other personal clean up, we unpacked our bags, stored everything in the closet and the dresser, then went down to meet Stefan and Connor. I wasn't sure exactly what tantric massage was, but I was eager to find out, and judging from our hardening pricks, our dicks were eager to find out too. We met Stefan and Connor in what appeared to be a large conference/activity room. The floor was lined with those mats like you see in training rooms, and there were towels placed all along. Stefan led us to a couple of empty spots. I took a look around, and saw that there were maybe 30 other teens in the room waiting for the class to start. Most, I was surprised to see, were gay boys of various ages, but about 1/3 of the group were straight couples. At the front was a 19 or 20 year old guy who introduced himself as Mark, and that he was a licensed massage therapist, and that he would guide us in this tantric massage session. Stefan suggested that I lay down first, because, he said, I would like it best that way, so I laid face down on the towel, my head resting on my hands. Through Mark's instructions, Stefan proceeded to rub oil on my back, butt and legs. He massaged my upper back first with short strokes, then my middle back with long up and down strokes. Next, he did some kind of tapping right above my buttocks, before kneading my butt with his hands. Next, I turned over and lay on my back, my already rock hard cock pointing straight towards my navel, and throbbing with my heart beat. I blushed as I watched Stefan staring at my cock. Along with Mark's instructions, he oiled my chest and massaged my pecs, then my arms, and then proceeded to give me many fast, tiny, pats on my lower abdomen. Then he moved on to my legs while my dick begged to be touched. After massaging my thighs and calves, he moved back up to my abdomen and massaged all around my lower abdomen, often brushing up against my cock, or moving it out of the way, but nothing else. Finally, at Mark's instruction, he took my dick in both oiled hands and stroked it in long, forward motions. With one hand, he massaged and pulled on my smooth hairless balls while he stroked my dick in a twisting motion. I was in heaven! I moaned over and over again. The whole room moaned as other boys got their dicks massaged too. Finally, using both of his hands, he stroked my cock rapidly one stroke per hand. Beside me, I could hear other boys moaning and grunting. At one point, I heard someone cry out, "I'm cumming!" And that was the breaking point for me. As Stefan placed both hands on my cock and stroked it up and down like a piston, I shot my load high in the air and struck Stefan right on the chest with my jizz. Two more squirts landed on my chest as he continued to stroke me, my feet curled, and my butt tensed with the strain of the most mind-blowing orgasm I think I ever had. As I lay panting, Stefan used a finger to wipe up the cum that had landed on his chest, and brought it to his mouth and ate it, all while watching me intensely. It was incredibly erotic. Then he used another finger to wipe up the boy juice on my chest and licked his fingers clean, before smiling saucily at me. I grinned at him, feeling spent and yet still horny at the same time. As other boys also came, the whole room filled with the scent of cum. After relaxing for a few minutes, it was Stefan's turn to lie down. Again, through Mark's instructions, I rubbed oil on Stefan's back, butt and legs. I massaged his upper back first with short strokes just liked Mark taught, then his middle back with long up and down strokes of my palm. Then, I cupped my hands and tapped right above his buttocks as Mark showed us. Then I kneaded his butt by pressing up on the bottom of his buttocks, pressing forward and out, each stroke revealing his tight, pink, hairless boy hole to me, and making me really hard, and making me want to rim his hole with my tongue. After a few minutes of this, Mark's instructions changed. I oiled my index finger and pushed it deep into Stefan's asshole, which elicited a moan out of him, and out of several of the other participants. Mark taught us to find the prostate (g-spot for the girls), and tap it, which I did. Stefan moaned louder. I oiled a second finger and pushed that into his smooth bung hole, see-sawing it back and forth, watching the ring of his sphincter grip and release my fingers. Finally, Mark instructed us to oil up our cocks and penetrate our partners. I carefully poured oil onto my dick until it was gleaming. Without speaking, Stefan grabbed his butt cheeks from behind with his hands and pulled them apart, revealing his waiting pink boy hole, still gaping slightly from my finger fucking. I pressed the head of my dick into his ass and slowly thrust forward. I continued until all 6 inches of my cock was inside of him, then leaned forward, hugged his shoulders, and slowly fucked his ass in and out. Stefan whispered, "yes, fuck me, Wyatt. Just like that." I leaned back and gripped his waist, and then, almost half standing, thrust straight down into his ass until my entire 6 inch prick was buried in his smooth pink boy hole, my balls pressed hard into his butt. I fucked him harder and faster, my dick having almost a mind of its own. As Stefan moaned, I turned my head to the left, and saw Noah getting fucked deep and slow by Connor, his hard, pale, but thick cock thrust in and out of Noah's tight ass from behind. Our eyes met, and Noah smiled and gave me a thumb's up sign, and I knew that he was loving the attention his ass was getting. At the same time, a girl cried out in ecstasy from across the room, and I looked to see some boy fucking her pussy with a really fat, veined cock. I realized that I was participating in my first orgy, as 30 teens fucked with erotic, tantric abandon. Next, with Mark's instruction, we changed positions so that I was in almost a seated position, and Stefan lowered his ass onto my cock, and we proceeded to hug fuck. The position was awkward at first, but Stefan knew what he was he doing. He thrust his smooth hairless ass up and down my dick, and kissed, his tongue delved deep into my mouth; our tongues swirled around, hungry for each other. I could feel Stefan's hard cock bouncing against my stomach as we continued to fuck. His ass was so tight and warm, and I could feel my orgasm building as the moans and sexual energy in the room built. With a high pitched cry, Stefan broke out of our kiss, leaned back, and jacked his cock, which exploded with cum flying everywhere, on my chest, on his abs, on the towel, even on Connor next to us. The sight of his prick spewing boy cream brought me to my own orgasm, and I busted my nut deep in Stefan's ass. I don't know how much jizz I let loose, but I felt my cum squelching and frothing as Stefan continued to bounce on my cock, his hole spasming from his own orgasm, as my cum dripped out of his ass, down my cock and smooth balls, and onto the towel. Finally, we collapsed in a heap, the sounds of flesh slapping, and boys fucking surrounded us like music. Day 2 I woke up the next morning to find a piece of paper had been shoved underneath the door of our room. I grabbed it, then went to wake up Noah who was still sound asleep. The paper read "Today's Activities". The front of the sheet said "Adults", the back of the sheet said "Teens." Each half was split down the middle with the headings "Prude" and "Nude." After checking with my dad next door, I discovered that the names were not exactly accurate. With the exception of the events related to food, the "prude" activities were all still done in the nude, but meant that they were non- sexual, and several of them were suitable for adult/teen interaction (I remembered from the orientation that adult/teen sex was not exactly forbidden at the Club, but was highly discouraged). Today's teen "prude" activities were miniature golf, scuba diving for beginners, a showing of one of the latest blockbuster summer hits, a cooking class, and an island tour. Today's "nude" activities included Rocky Horror Porn Show, sex pong, kinky cards, bases loaded and finally a talent show. I had no idea what any of those were! Luckily there was a little description underneath each one. Rocky Horror Porn Show was where you watched a porn movie and acted the scenes out with a partner, the same way that teens act out scenes from midnight showings of Rocky Horror Picture Show. Sex Pong was a doubles ping pong tournament in which the losers became the sex slaves of the winners. Kinky cards was some kind of 4-person card game where you perform sex acts based on the cards you draw. Bases loaded involved watching an actual baseball game, and whenever a player got to first base, you kissed your partner. 2nd base was a hand job/fingering. 3rd base was oral, and whenever a player scored a run, you fucked your partner. Each person would choose a team to root for to decide who does what to who. That last game sounded kind of interesting to me. The last one, talent show, had a description that just said, 'show us your sexual talent!' After talking with my parents, we decided that we would first have breakfast, and then play a round of miniature golf together. Then, in the afternoon, when the baseball game came on, I decided to see if I could find Stefan and play bases loaded, then maybe tonight hook up with Noah to watch the talent show. This, I thought, was going to be a fun day. -- Well, I hope you enjoyed this first chapter of Wyatt's experience at Club Q Resort. The next chapter of this story will focus on the talent show. 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