Date: Fri, 8 Jul 2011 10:01:50 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jarbear Jarbear <jarbear1974@yahoo.com>
Subject: Gay Campground - 51

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.

I headed back to my office to get just a little more work done before the
evening party.  When I entered the registration building, Brad was starting
to close things up."You ARE going to the party tonight, aren't you?" I
asked.

"Why wouldn't I?  I wouldn't miss it for anything.  You know how I am at
those parties."

"Yeah, I know," I said with a smirk and walked on into my office."

I was working only five minutes when Brad stuck his head in the door,
"Someone's here to see you."

In walked Jim, our attorney (13,15). I stood up, came around from behind my
desk and we both hugged and had a long kiss.  "It's good to see you again,
my friend," I said with a wide smile.

"It's good to be here," he replied, "I'm not too late for the party am I?"

"Oh no, it hasn't started yet."

"Well then, I need to get out of these duds and get ready"

He began to undress right then, but I stopped him, "Wait, I want you to see
my new cottage.  You can undress there."

I took him across the lane and when he stepped in, he took a moment to look
around.  "This looks great!" he said, as he nodded with approval, "It's
just the right size for you."

"You can go ahead and strip now -- in fact, let me help you."  I stepped up
close to him and groped for his cock.  As I gently rubbed his crotch, his
cock began to get stiff.  I spoke to him gently, "A guy in a suit really
turns me on.  You know that?"

He responded as he wrapped his arms around my neck, "I could tell by the
last time you stripped me down.  I could have changed clothes before I came
here, but I know how much you like to take my clothes off me."

We did some deep kissing and tongue intertwining as I felt for his belt and
unbuckled it.  I unbuttoned his suit jacket, pulled it off his shoulders
and let it drop to the floor.  I unsnapped his trousers, unzipped him and
it fell around his ankles.  As I felt for his crotch, I notice something,
"Hey!  No underwear."

"I feel more sexy that way.  Besides, when I see a guy I like, I get a
hardon and it's more noticeable that way.  Also, they can tell which way
I'm hanging."

I laughed as I pushed Jim back until he sat on the loveseat.  I took off
his shoes and socks, then pulled off his slacks.

He was sitting there with his shirt and tie still on.  He smiled at me as
he draped his arms on the back of the sofa and spread his legs apart.  His
cock was now hard and sticking out and up through his shirt tails.  I got
down on my knees in front of him, took hold of his cock and kissed his piss
slit.  Lovingly, I licked up and down his shaft as I gently fondled his
balls.  He let out a moan.

I worked on his nut sack, licking it all over.  I lifted his sack and
kissed the area behind it.  I hoped that this gave him the clue of lifting
his legs.  He got the clue all right.  He lifted them, exposing his asshole
to me.  He scooted his ass forward so I could get better access and when he
did, I pushed my face in and gave him a good tongue fucking.

"Oh Bob!" he moaned, "That feels so good! I want you to fuck me.  Please!"

My cock was already hard and it was easy to guide the head towards his
precious hole.  As it easily slipped in, Jim let out another moan.  "You've
just been fucked!" I said, "Your hole is loosed."

"Yeah that's right.  I keep it loose for any cock that may come along.
When there's not a guy around to keep it lose, I've got my trusty dildo.  I
love getting fucked in the ass."

I continued to fuck his hole when there was a knock on the door.  "Come
in!" I yelled as I continued to work my cock in Jim's hole like a piston.
In stepped Randy (16-23).

"Oh, excuse me." he said and started to step back out.

"No, come on in," I said as I continued fucking, "I want you to meet our
attorney Jim.  Jim, this is Randy, our maintenance guy and a close friend
of mine."

It was a kind of funny scene as Randy leaned forward and reached out to Jim
whose legs were still in the air as I was still fucking him.  They greeted
each other as they shook hands.  Jim didn't let go of Randy's hand, but
pulled Randy to him.  They kissed long and deep.  I watched them -- still
fucking.  When they pulled apart Randy stood back up and Jim spoke, "Bob, I
hope you don't mind, but I've never been fucked by a black guy and I sure
would like Randy to be the first."

"Sure!  No problem," I said, "But let me get Randy's cock primed first."
Still on my knees, I turned to Randy and wrapped my lips around his limp,
black cock.  I quickly slid my mouth to the base and then began sliding my
lips up and down his shaft.  As I did so, at the same time, I reached over
to Jim's ass and continued to finger the hole, keeping it loose and open.
It took only a few oral strokes before Randy's cock was hard and I moved
out of the way for Randy to take his place at Jim's ass.

Randy kneeled before Jim and taking cock in hand, he guided it towards
Jim's waiting hole.  Randy began with a couple of pushes and with each push
he went in a little deeper.  He kept at this until his hard, black cock was
all the way in to the base.  "God, that feels good!" Jim gasped.

I did not want to be left alone in the action, so I stood on the sofa and
straddled myself over Jim with my cock in front of his face.  He looked at
my cock and then opened his mouth wide and I guided my sex member right in.
I took Jim's head in my hands and began gyrating -- fucking his mouth.  I
love three-ways and more ways!

When I began to feel the tingling in my balls, I pulled out.  I didn't want
to shoot before the party.  So I turned around and straddled Jim again,
this time my ass facing him.  Jim parted my ass cheeks and pulled me
towards him -- putting his face right in my ass.  I felt his tongue probe
my hole and it worked itself in.

As I was enjoying the rim job, I bent over to Randy and we kissed.  I love
the feel of Randy's long tongue working the inside of my mouth.  I pulled
away and got off the sofa.  "I hate to interrupt you guys," I said with a
sigh, "But we should be getting to the party."

"That's what I came to tell you about," said Randy as he slowly pulled his
cock out of Jim's ass, "They want you over there to make sure everything is
in order and to review the plans you have for the finishing crew."

"Well, then, let's go," I said and we all headed out the door.  As we
approached the barn, we could hear the music and there were several campers
arriving early.  When we entered, there were several in the hot tub.  Three
were really going at it in the sex department.  One camper was sitting on
the edge of the tub while another camper was bent over deepthroating his
cock.  There was another camper behind the cocksucker fucking his ass.  It
looked like the one in the middle was getting the advantage from both ends.
Others sitting in the tub were just talking to each other, not paying much
attention to the sex that was happening -- as if it was all such a common
thing.  That's the way I like it -- everyone accepting sex anywhere and any
time they want it.

We got into the dance room and I looked for Tim who was suppose to have the
plans for the finishing crew.  I couldn't find him at first, I thought he
was hiding, but not really.  He was behind the counter on his knees behind
Bernie, the DJ, eating out his ass.  Bernie was working the sound board as
though nothing was happening to him -- but he was moving his ass around to
accomodate Tim's tongue.

I squatted down next to Tim and tapped him on the shoulder.  He pulled his
face from Bernie's ass and looked at me.  "I wanted to check and make sure
we were on board on plans for what to do with the crew.  Is everything in
order?

"Yep, it is.  Everything is ready to go."  Tim then resumed his rimming.

I stood up next to the DJ and looked out over the crowd.  I couldn't give
the count as to the number on the dance floor, but I knew it was one of our
largest.  There were four circular platforms raised up about three feet in
different parts of the dance floor.  Each platform had its own spotlight
which was on.  These were the only lights on the dance floor.  But it was
enough for everyone to see the platform and to move around, but not too
bright to shoot the mood.

Everyone had their own drinks and I could see quite a number of them
wearing necklaces which had their bottle of poppers as pendents.  They were
dancing -- gyrating -- and moving around to the music.  it was obvious that
they were getting in the mood to party.  Looking around, I could tell that
there were a few already having their sexcapades going on.  There were none
on the platforms for the DJ announced that they were to be kept empty for
the crew when they arrived.

Bernie, the DJ, gave me the microphone and then turned down the music in
order for me to get the crowd's attention.  When they quieted down, I
spoke, "Hey guys, tonite is a special nite.  The finishing crew has just
completed the manager's and maintenance Katrina cottages.  Now that may not
mean anything to you right now, but it says several things.  One thing, it
shows that this campground business is expanding.  With the business
expanding, that means more guys are coming here.  Isn't that great!"  A
cheer rose up.  Continuing, "Also, with that, plans are now underway to
build a bunkhouse to hold twelve bunks.  Also, we're building a canteen as
well as a store which will sell all your needed camping supplies.  And not
only that, we will also supply bottles of poppers, jungle juice and all
that as well as cock rings, fake cocks and all that stuff."  Another cheer
rose up.  Continuing, "And it's because our finishing crew is doing a great
job of getting things done on time.  I want you all to help me in showing
to them our appreciation."

Just then, Brad entered in escorting the four finishing crew guys.  "And
here they are!" I yelled.  A loud cheer and applause rose up as they got on
the small stage with me.  When the noise settled down again, I addressed
the crew, "Guys, you have put in extra work and extra time in meeting our
deadline.  You have gone above and beyond what was asked of you and now we
want to express our appreciation.  So what I want you to do is for each of
you to stand on one of those platforms out there on the floor."

When they were at their respective places, I continued, "Now guys, those
are your special spots, the rest of us are here for you -- to do whatever
you want us to do for you or to you.  When the music starts, the evening is
yours.  Campers, enjoy the evening!"  The music swelled and the action
started.

I looked out at the men on the platform and they seemed shy at first, not
knowing what to do.  Then they began to move to the beat of the music as
the campers gathered around them and watched.  It wasn't but a couple of
minutes before on of them motioned with his middle finger to a camper to
join him.  The camper hopped on the stage, his cock already hard.  The crew
guy squatted in front of him and orally engulfed the camper's cock to the
base.  As the guy squatted, his ass stuck out over the edge of the stage
which gave opportunity to another camper to push his face into his ass and
give him a rim job.

Another crew member discovered that his platform was like a turnstyle.  As
the campers were gathered around him he laid down on his back and stuck his
legs up in the air.  The stage was small enough in diameter for his ass to
be on the edge and across on the other side, he could hang his head
backwards over the edge.  The stage was waist high in heighth, give the
campers the opportunity to slide their cocks in his mouth, rim him, or fuck
his ass.

When he hung his head back, he opened his mouth wide and the camper nearest
him quickly dipped his cock in.  Another camper stood up to his ass, and
with his hard cock, pushed the head through his asshole.  The crew member's
legs were up in the air, giving the fucker as much access as he wanted.  It
wasn't but a couple of pushes before his cock was all the way in.  The guys
around him were cheering as they were stroking their own cocks.  By then
the crew guy's cock was raging hard as he was stroking it and flagging for
anyone to hop on and take it -- which a camper did.  The camper stood and
straddle the crew guy, squatted himself lower and lower until his asshole
was touching the tip of the crew member's cock.  The camper then pulled his
ass cheeks apart, giving the crowd an easy view of what was happening. He
lowered himself further down until his ass fully engulfed the crew member's
cock.

I looked over at the third stage and the crew member there was on all
fours, begging for someone to get on stage and fuck him like a dog.
Campers, teasingly hesitated, until finally one gave in and got on stage
with him.  The camper first got down behind his ass, licking up and down
the crack until it was dripping with his spit.  He then stood up, aimed his
cock for the hole and thrusted it in.  The crew member let out a yell,
which I thought was in pain.  I immediately started for his stage when I
saw that he was smiling in satisfaction as he was being dog fucked.

In looking over at the fourth stage, it also was a surprise turnstyle.  The
crew member there was also lying on his back with his head hanging over the
edge.  This time a camper had backed up to him and the crew member was
rimming out his ass.  He would do that for about a minute or so, and the
campers would give the table a half a turn and there would be another
camper with his ass ready for another rim job.  This would go on as the
crew member was turned from one camper's ass to another.  Meanwhile, two
campers had gotten on stage with him and were taking turns working on his
hard cock.

So it seemed like everything was going well.  I then decided to look for
Trevor and Rick.  I knew they were in the crowd somewhere.  All I had to do
was look for the flashing light of the camera.  I hope he was remembering
not to take pics of those wearing sunvisors!  As I looked over the crowd, I
realized there were only a few campers wearing them.  Then I caught a flash
of light and looked over in that direction.  Sure enough there was Rick.
So I got down off my stage and headed off in that direction.

As I made my way through the crowd, I was groped, fondled, and stroked.  Of
course, I enjoyed it.  That's what this whole place is for.  One camper
stepped up behind me, wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me to
him.  He nibbled on my ear and spoke softly, "Bob, this is one hell of a
place!"  He reached down, stroked my cock and continued to speak in my ear
seductively, "You need to buy more property, build more Katrina cottages
here and sell them. I sure would buy one."  Then he fingered my ass.  As
loose and open my hole was, I knew it gave indication to this stranger that
I was open for a cock to visit my ass.

It was then I felt the head of this stranger's cock push against my hole.
I loosened up, pushed back, and it easily entered in.  "Mmmm!" he said
softly in my ear as he began to gently fuck my ass.

Even though I couldn't see him, I turned my head back to speak to him, "I
need to go over to speak to the photographer.  Keep your cock in me and
let's shuffle on over there.

"You got it, good fuck buddy," he said gently as he pressed his body
against my back, causing his cock go all the way in up my ass.

So we shuffled over to Rick.  I didn't know how we looked doing it, but I
didn't give a fuck.  The cock in my ass felt good and I wanted it to stay
in there for a while.  Rick was standing there taking pics left and right
while there was a camper squatted down behind him eating out his ass.
"How's the picture taking coming along?" I asked.

"Going great!" he replied.  Then he laughed, "As you can see, I'm getting
pretty good at multi-tasking," indicating to the rimmer behind him.

I laughed too, "I can see that!  That's pretty good!"  Then I got serious
and began looking around, "By the way, where's your boss?  I don't see him
around here."

Rick looked straight at me seriously, "Are you serious?  You don't know
where he's at?"

"Seriously.  I don't know.  I want to make sure everything is OK with him."

Rick laughed and shook his head, "I don't believe it.  I just don't believe
it."

Then I heard the voice in my ear gently say, "Seriously, Bob, everything is
OK."  It was Trevor behind me!  He was the one doing a fine job of fucking
my ass!  I first got that surprised look on my face and then began
laughing, "I'm glad you're doing OK and by the way, you're doing an OK job
of fucking me."

"Ok?" Trevor said in a note of suprise, "Just ok?  Well, we'll have to
change that!"  He then grabbed my hips and began fucking me a little faster
and deeper.  He would pull his cock all the way out to the head, then shove
it all the way in to the base.  "Now how do you like THAT fucking?" he
asked.

"Wow!" I gasped, "You've got some cock there fucking my ass!  It feels
great!  Keep riding my ass!"

As he continued to fuck me, he said, "I have to tell you Bob, I can't wait
any longer.  You have got a great place here and I promise you that you're
going to get a great review.  I want you to keep this business going.  And
as I've said before, build more cottages and I'll buy one.  I sure would
love to come here often!"

Those are just the words I wanted to hear!