Date: Wed, 22 Jun 2011 09:01:10 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jarbear Jarbear <jarbear1974@yahoo.com>
Subject: Gay Campground - 48

By jarbear1974@yahoo.com. Write me and let me know what you think. I answer
all emails. Also, I have a layout of the campground as I see it when I
write the chapters. If you would like one to go along with the chapters as
you read them, just ask and I'll email you a copy.  Characters & events
that are referred to in previous chapters will have the chapter number in
parenthesis.

As I walked through the registration room to my office, Brad was waiting on
a couple of campers checking in.  Without looking up, Brad spoke, "Some
suppliers in?"

"Yeah, it was Dan and Jerrod."

Brad looked up from his work, "Who's Jerrod?"

"Dan's new assistant -- or he's training him -- or something like that.  I
don't know."  My put my hand on my spine and then stretched a bit.

"What's the matter?" Brad smirked, "They overworked ya?"

I laughed, "Well, I was working on Dan and Jerrod caught me from behind.
You get back to work.  I'll tell ya more later."

I walked back into the office and resumed my work.  "These constant
interruptions," I thought to myself, "Aren't they great?"  I then smiled.

At noon, I decided to take a walk around the campground to make sure
everything was in order.  I remembered that I had given everyone (except
Brad) the day off for working so hard during the week getting ready for the
columnist coming to visit.  And yet, I reminded them to keep and eye on the
place and do anything else that needs to be done.

As I surveyed the place, I was feeling satisfied.  Everything looked
shipshape.  A lot of campers were checking in and the campsites were
filling up.  The just-built Katrina cottages looked great!  I decided to
check Randy's cottage to see if he had put everything away.  I knocked on
the front door and I heard someone call out, "Come in!"

I opened the door and stepped in.  Through the door past the kitchenette I
could see into the bedroom.  There on the bed was Frank on all fours with
Randy behind him -- pounding Frank's ass with his hard, black cock.  I
stood in the doorway, leaned against the door jam and crossed my arms.
"Well, I see you guys are finally up!"

Without losing a beat in his fucking, Randy replied, panting, "We're just
getting our morning fuck done.  We're just about finished."

Frank turned his head and looked at me and smiled, "While my ass is
occupied, I can still do a 69 if you'd like to join us."

"Why not?"  I got on the bed, slid under Frank until his dangling cock was
above my mouth.  Frank by then already had my hard cock in his mouth and
was deepthroating me in a way that already had my balls tingling.  I
engulfed his cock and while sucking, did my usual trick of tickling it with
my tongue.  It also was hard in no time.

It wasn't but a few moments when I heard Randy let out a loud groan.  He
shoved his cock all the way in to the base one final time and just held it
there.  I knew Frank's ass was getting its fill.  Frank and I just kept on
sucking each other.  When Randy finally pulled his cock out, Frank did
exactly what I wanted him to do.  He scooted his ass forward and planted
his fucked hole right on my mouth.  I then sucked out all of Randy's
chocolate milk, getting my nutrition for lunch.

When that was done, I resumed blowing Frank's cock.  All the while, Frank
never stopped sucking me.  Finally, we both reached our peaks and shot our
loads.  I swallowed Frank's as he swallowed mine.  I have a great staff,
don't ya think?

When we finally got out of bed, I surveyed Randy's cottage.  He had
everything neatly put away.  "What do you think of your new place?" I
asked.

"I love it!" Randy replied, "It feels so good to be back in my own bed and
with my own possessions.  Can I have a staff open house party?"

"It's your place.  You can do what you want.  Just bear in mind how many
people this place can handle.  It can get pretty intimate in here with not
very many people."

"That's the idea," Randy laughed.

I then stepped out and left Randy and Frank to their surroundings and
headed toward the camper trailers.  Suddenly, over the loud speakers, I
heard Brad's voice, "Bob, our special guest is here."  Trevor(ch33) is
here!  I quickly headed for the registration building. When I entered,
Trevor was standing in the open area holding a steno pad with a pen and a
man was standing behind him holding a tripod with a camera hung around his
neck.  Brad was standing behind the registration counter and Trevor and the
photographer were both fully dressed.  Of course, me standing there naked,
Trevor looked me up and down as if I had to pass some physical exam.  That
made me feel kind of uncomfortable.

Brad spoke up, "Boss, this is Trevor and this is his photographer, Rick."

Extending my hand, I replied, "I'm so glad you're here.  We've been looking
forward to your coming.  We've done a lot to this place in preparation for
your arrival.  Brad, get on the speaker and remind the campers about the
sun visors again."

He reached out to me and took my hand, "Well, it's nice to meet you.  I'd
like to get right down to business, if you don't mind.  I'd like to get
this interview done in a couple of hours.  I'll need to get this article
written and ready for our next issue.  So we are working right down to the
wire."

I was very disappointed.  I was hoping he would spend more time here to get
the full flavor of the place.  I knew that if he did, we would have great
publicity and our campership would skyrocket.  Well, maybe I can convince
him otherwise.  I had a plan.

I asked Trevor to excuse me for a moment as I give Brad some "camper
information" he needed to relate to the staff.  I called Brad into my
office and closed the door.  "Now listen," I said to Brad, "He thinks he's
only going to take a couple of hours on this interview.  We need to keep
his interest up so he'll stay longer and have more to write his article
about.  Call the staff and tell them what's happened.  And have them spread
the news to the campers.  If we want a bigger campground and more campers,
we need to have Trevor see what all's going on here.  Understand me?  We
need a lot of action for them to see."

"I understand, boss.  I'll get on the speaker and call the staff in.  I'll
get them to spread the word out.  I know the campers will help you out.
But first, he want's a pic of you and I since we run this place."

"Fine, as soon as that's done, get with the staff -- and fast!"

We walked back out of the office.  I had my arm around Brad as if resuming
the conversation, "And be sure to call the staff in right away and tell
them what I said.  I want to make it right to that camper.  I want all of
our campers satisfied."

"Right boss, I'll get on it right away."

Trevor spoke up, "But first, can I get a pic of you guys -- for the
article?"

"Sure,"I replied, "How do you want it -- us clothed or not -- in action or
not?  What ever you want."

"Well-l-l," Trevor stammered, "This IS an adult gay magazine.
Unfortunately, some subscribe to the mag not just for the articles, but for
the pics."

I laughed, "I understand.  Why don't we get a couple of pics and then you
can choose."

As Rick was setting up his camera and tripod, Brad and I got ourselves into
position.  Brad kept his jockstrap on (as he most usually does) and I stood
next to him.  We draped our arms around each other.  I gave my cock some
strokes to get it hard.  It wasn't very difficult to do for I get turned on
getting my pics taken -- especially for a national gay magazine!  By then
Rick was ready and we smiled for the camera.

After a couple of clicks, I asked, "Do you want any action shots?"

"Sure, why not?  Any pics we don't put in the mag, we can put on our
website if anyone wants any 'further information.'"

So, Brad naturally bent over and I slid my hard cock in.  As I held onto
his hips, I heard a few more clicks. I pulled out and then instinctively
laid on the floor and Brad sqatted over me, placing his ass right on my
mouth.  More clicks on that one. Then I'm on my knees in front of Brad
sucking his cock -- clicks.  Then vice versa -- clicks.

Trevor spoke up, "My God!  You guys don't hold anything back, do you?"

"Why should we?" I replied, "That's what this place is all about -- we
admit openly what we like here -- sex!"

Just then some campers came in to get registered and as Brad went to get
their information, I took Trevor and Rick outside to start the tour.  "One
thing to keep in mind," I informed them, "There are some campers who are
wearing our camp visors.  It is their indication to us not to include them
in your pics.  They want their privacy.  That's important here."

"That's a great idea.  That way we don't have to ask them if it's OK to
take their pic. Sort of shoots the mood when we have to do that. We all
naturally assume who is included and who is not.

We first crossed the lane to my newly finished cottage.  Showing them the
inside, they were impressed and Rick kept his camera busy taking pics.  He
keeps going at this rate, he'll have to sort through hundreds for the
article!  Standing in the living room, Trevor asked, "Get much sex in
here?"

"Don't know.  Last night was my first night here.  I don't anticipate much
because this will be my private oasis.  When you see the campground, you'll
understand that there's plenty of other places to have sex."  As we headed
towards Randy's cottage and the maintenance building, I pointed out to them
where the canteen/store was soon going to be built as well as the
bunkhouse.  Randy wasn't present so I didn't take them into his cottage --
I respect my staff's private living quarters.  Then I showed them the
maintenance building.

As we stepped to the fork in the drive, I said, "Now that you've seen our
private business buildings, I'll now show you the fun areas.  Let's first
head for the primitive camp area."  As we walked, Trevor continued with his
questions, writing down my responses.  As naked campers walked by, Trevor
and Rick couldn't help but notice.  But then, the campers couldn't help but
notice them as well -- because they were dressed.

When we got to the primitive area, there were many different tents set up
for the weekend.  In fact, it felt crowded as we weaved among them.  Rick
kept his camera clicking away at the scenes.  I calmly reminded Rick of the
campers wearing visors -- to make sure they were not in the pics.  He
promised he would avoid them.

Many of the tent flaps were open as we walked by.  Some were empty, some
had campers sleeping, several had two or more going at it.  Once in a while
Rick would stick his camera in and take a couple of pics.  One tent had a
camper fucking another camper doggy style.  They were facing the tent
opening and when we walked by, they grinned at us and waved -- as they
continued to fuck.  Rick got a fun pic of that one.

As we were walking among the tents looking at the action that was going on,
I couldn't help but notice that Rick's hardon was showing through his
slacks.  "Looks like you got a stiff one there, buddy," I said to Rick out
of the corner of my mouth.

"Can't help it," he chuckled, "This all is so hot -- it's getting me pretty
horny."

"Let's keep to business here," said Trevor as he walked ahead of us.

Rick and I looked at each other with frustration, shrugged our shoulders
and continued to walk ahead.  But as we continued, I quickly whispered in
Rick's ear, "Don't worry, I'll get him to loosen up."

"Good luck," he whispered back, "He's been so professional since I met him
and I'm dying to get in his pants."

We weaved our way through the tents and got to the central campfire.  Lawn
chairs were seated around.  Some campers were seated while other campers
were kneeling in front of them giving them blowjobs.  Some campers were
seated and conversing with each other, oblivious to the sex going on around
them.  There were still others standing around, looking, stroking their
cocks.  One camper was just lying on his back in the grass while another
camper was fucking him -- in the midst of the group.  One camper was
wearing a visor and I pointed him out to Rick to make sure he was not in
the picture.

I overheard Rick quietly saying to himself as he continued taking pics, "Aw
fuck!  This is so hot!"

Trevor turned toward me and asked, "Does this openness go on all the time
here?"

"Sure!  Anywhere, everywhere, at any time."

"And nobody feels self conscious?"

"Why should they?  All campers understand that they are here for a good
time - sex.  And if they don't have a good time, then they blame no one but
themselves.  We have it understood that there are no cliques.  We squelch
that.  That's why we are so popular.  Everybody accepts each other.  If
they don't like it, they don't have to come here.  We have enough satisfied
customers that we can do without those who have an attitude."

"That sounds great," said Trevor as he continued to write down his notes,
"How full does it get here?"

"According to our records, we run an average of 75 to 85%.  We get filled
up on holiday weekends.  Labor Day weekend is our most popular.  We've got
a Biker's Weekend planned a few months from now.  My assistant, Brad is
working on that."

We then headed towards the camper trailers.  "Let's take the circle drive,"
I suggested, "And we can talk as we go."

As we walked by the trailers, the campers were walking everywhere.  Some
had their hard cocks sticking out in front of them.  There was a group of
five of them standing in the drive stroking each other.  As we approached
them, one got down in the midst of them and began sucking their cocks --
going from one to the other.

As we started to walk by the group, one of them reached out and groped
Trevor.  He made no response, but stopped and began asking the group for
their input on the campground.  I stood there proud as they gave glowing
remarks.  Two of them said that they came every weekend.  As they talked,
one of them continued to grope Trevor and Trevor continued to make no
response.

In the meantime, Rick had taken enough pics of this group and one of them
reached out and began to grope him as well.  Rick's cock was still hard and
as a result, it was easy for the camper to get a hold of it.  Rick pushed
his pelvic forward a little, indicating to the groper to continue, which he
did.

As Trevor continued to interview the campers, the one groping Rick got on
his knees, unzipped Rick's slacks, reached in and pulled his hard cock out.
Rick moaned.  Leaving the camera hanging around his neck, Rick reached down
with both hands and took hold of the camper's head and slowly began fucking
his mouth.

It was obvious that the camper was getting into this as he grabbed the back
of Rick's legs and moved with his rhythm.  Rick closed his eyes, letting
his head fall back and moaning, "Aw fuck!  This is good!"

I had an idea.  I stepped up to Rick and whispered in his ear, "Wanna pic
of this?"

"Aw yeah!" was his gasping reply.

I pulled the camera strap from around his neck, made the proper settings,
and then clicked away.  Trevor was still being groped, but this time, he
wasn't saying anything.  He just stood there and watched what was happening
to him.  "Good God!" I thought to myself, "Doesn't this guy react to
anything?"  I took a couple pics of him.

I then hung the camera back around Rick's neck as he continued to get his
blowjob. I stepped behind Trevor and pressed my hardening cock against his
ass.  At the same time I looked over Trevor's shoulder at the groping
camper and winked at him.  He smiled back as I reached around and undid
Trevor's slacks and pushed them down to the ground.  Trevor still gave no
response, but just stood there.

The groping camper then got on his knees, took hold of Trevor's cock and
gave it several strokes.  He licked the shaft until it became hard and then
wrapped his lips around it and swallowed it to the base.  He sucked as he
slid his lips up and down the hard shaft.

Then I detected something.  Trevor, ever so slightly, began to move his
pelvic to the motion of the campers mouth on his cock. Is it possible that
Trevor is finally getting into this?  I was still standing behind Trevor
when I looked at his ass.  "It looks like those two mounds and what's
between them could use a little lovin'," I thought to myself.

So I sqautted down behind Trevor, kissed his ass mounds slightly so as not
to startle him.  I figure if he didn't like it, he could move away.  But he
didn't.  Then gently, I licked up and down his ass crack without parting
his cheeks.  And then I sensed another movement.  Did Trevor stick his ass
back towards me?  I think he did!

I continued to lick up and down his ass crack as I gently took hold of his
mounds with both of my hands.  I can tell by now that Trevor liked things
slow and easy.  I glanced over to Rick.  The camper was still giving him a
blowjob.  Then I put my concentration back on Trevor.

As I slowly parted his ass cheeks, I saw his sweet rosebud asshole.  I
slowly and lightly blew on it.  It winked back at me.  I then pressed my
face forward and kissed it gently.  My tongue stuck out and licked around
the sphincter muscle.  I probed the hole a little and it seemed to loosen
up for me.  I decided to probe a little deeper.  He was receptive to my
tongue and mouth so I decided to go for the whole enchalada.  I pushed my
face in and did all I could do to please him.

He then bent over, giving me easier access to his ass.  I continued to work
my oral wonders on his ass as he gently wiggled and pushed his ass against
me.  I then pulled back a moment to get a breather and looked around.  Some
campers had gathered to watch, stroking their cocks.  I then realized that
Trevor was bent over because he was sucking a cock.

I looked to the side and Rick was standing there stroking his cock,
watching me.  His cocksucker was gone.  I winked at him and with the jerk
of my head motioned him to come over.  I resumed eating out Tevor's ass as
Rick slowly approached.  I moved back, giving Rick room to step up to his
ass which he did.  Rick knelt and separated Trevor's ass cheeks and he then
licked up and down his crack, getting it dripping wet.  He then pushed his
face in, sliding his tongue in for a tongue fuck.  Rick moaned in delight.

When Rick felt he had done enough, he stood up.  His cock was still hard
from his rimming.  He stood there for a moment when Trevor reached behind
himself with both hands and parted his ass.  Rick looked at him and then at
me.  I smiled and gave him a nod to go ahead.

Rick stepped forward and guided his cockhead to Trevor's waiting asshole.
The cockhead just touched the hole when Trevor pushed back letting the cock
slide in quickly and easily.  Rick gasped.  I knew he was surprised that
Trevor would let him do this - especially in front of the other campers.
But he actually did! So Rick took hold of Trevor's ass for better leverage
and began sliding his shaft in and out.

Trevor continued sucking the cock in front of him as he began to pick up
the fuck pace.  It wouldn't be long now before Rick plants his cum seed
inside Trevor's bowels.  Rick began moaning louder as he fucked faster.  He
then yelled, grabbed Trevor's hips and plunged his cock all the way in.  He
just held it there in place as he worked to get his second wind.

When he pulled out, I took his place.  I grabbed my throbbing, pulsing cock
and guided it towards Trevor's now loose hole.  I slid it in easily and
began my own rhythm of fucking.  As I grabbed his hips, he moved his ass
with my tempo.  This whole situation was so exciting that I came quickly.
When I pulled out, a camper quickly got on his knees behind Trevor, planted
his mouth on the asshole and proceeded to suck out both loads.

I looked around and talented Rick had his camera back up and taking pics of
Trevor in action.  His cock was still hanging out of his slacks.  "The pig
is out of the barn," I said jokingly.

Rick smiled, "Some pigs are happier outside."

When the rimmer was finished sucking the cum out of Trevor's ass, he backed
up.  Trevor then pulled off the cock he was sucking, pulled up his slacks,
buttoned up and zipped up. He turned around to face us. In amazement, Rick
spoke, "What was this all about?  I have never seen you like this before."

"I'll tell you later," Trevor replied, "But right now, we need to get back
to this job." And then he walked on.

Rick and I looked at each other in bewilderment.