Date: Thu, 6 Oct 2011 08:52:50 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jarbear Jarbear <jarbear1974@yahoo.com>
Subject: Gay Campground - 64

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What can I say about the rest of the gang, but they had their varied
interests in having sex with me.  It was 1:30am and every member of the
gang had used me.  I could go into details, but it's time to move on.
After the last one had left, Jack came out to see how I was doing.  I was
pretty well exhausted, but content (like an old cow, I guess).  Trey and
Joe came out from their hiding place behind the dumpster.

Jack spoke, "Well, I'm next -- last but not least."

"Well, with all the pics we took of you having sex with all the guys, we're
hot and ready for another round," spoke up Joe.

I smiled, thought a minute, then replied, "Tell you what; I could use a
double fuck.  Lay down, Joe, and I'll mount you and Trey, you slide you
cock in.  When both of you guys are done shooting in me, Jack, you can then
eat the cum out.  I know you like that."

"Hey!  Sounds good to me," Jack said excitedly and the other two bikers
agreed to the three-way.

Joe laid on his back, stroking his cock.  I then straddled him and when his
cock was hard, I lowered my ass.  I easily slid on down his shaft because I
had been fucked so many times this evening, that my sphincter muscle was
nothing but a gaping hole.  Once I was all the way down, I smiled down at
Joe, lowered my face to his and began to french kissing him.  Meanwhile,
Trey came up from behind and it was not difficult at all for him to slide
his cock in me on top of Joe's.  Then we all began riding simultaneously.

Jack obviously wanted to get in on the fun, because he walked around to the
front of me and stuck his cock in my face.  I opened my mouth and let it
slide down my throat.  Double fucked in the ass and fucked in the mouth --
all at the same time -- what a treat!  Too bad more pics couldn't be taken,
but the photographers were busy with me!

We were all riding in a pretty good rhythm when I heard Joe gasp, "Oh fuck!
I'm gonna cum!"  And then I felt his cock jerk and the cum shoot inside me.

Trey spoke up, "Oh god!  I'm next!" and he shot before Joe had a chance to
pull out his cock.  Jack moved around to the rear and when the limp cocks
pulled out, he pushed his in.  It only took a couple strokes before his
load joined the others inside me.  He pulled out, squatted behind me and
planted his lips around my loose asshole.  It didn't take much suction on
his part to drain my ass of all the accumulated loads from the evening.
But what a guy!  He drank it all.

When the rimming was done, he stood up, licked his lips and simply said, "A
mighty fine meal!"  We couldn't help but laugh.

I just laid there, too exhausted to move. I said, "I'm so tired.  I could
sleep right here."  Jack was saying something, but I didn't get it because
I immediately fell into an deep sleep.

Next thing I knew I found myself in a bed in a pitch dark room.  And there
was a body behind me spooned up against me.  His arm was wrapped around my
waist and he was snoring softly.  I had no idea who it was and at first I
was afraid, but then realized that someone had taken care of me by putting
me in this bed.  So I relaxed and decided to settle in for a while.  I then
realized that whoever it was behind me, his cock was still in me.  I
surmised that he had fucked me in my sleep and then fell asleep before he
pulled his cock out.  Oh well, glad to be of use!  So I drifted back off to
sleep.

I don't know how much later it was, but I was awakened by something, but
the room was still pitch dark. I then realized the person behind me was
nuzzling my ear.  He was doing it gently as his hand was tweeking my
nipples.  He was still spooned up against me and all of this made me feel
warm inside.  As he continued this, my cock began to get hard.  The
stranger's hand slowly moved down my chest and then down my stomach.  The
hand then stopped temporarily at my crotch, fingering my crotch hairs.  As
my cock began sticking straight up against my stomach, the hand then gently
grasped it and began stroking.

As he continued stroking, I felt his cock behind me gradually become hard.
Somehow, I wanted something different this time, so I squirmed around until
I was facing him; my cock pressed against his.  Being so pitch dark, I
still couldn't see who it was.  But for right now, I didn't care.

This stranger gently cupped my face in his hands and pulled me towards him.
As my mouth met his, his tongue automatically came out and slipped between
my lips and over my tongue.  It was large and thick and I loved sucking on
it.  I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him deeper and more
passionately, grinding my hard cock against his.  His gyrations began
matching mine.

I broke away from his kiss because I wanted that cock of his down my
throat.  I quickly turned around, reached around and grabbed his ass cheeks
and pulled him toward my open mouth.  His cock quickly entered in and slid
down my throat.  He did the same with me so that we were doing a perfect 69
together.  As we were sucking each other, we got to going at it faster and
faster.  As my balls were churning up a fresh cumload, I could tell by his
gutteral sounds that he was about to shoot as well.

Then it happened.  With perfect timing, we both shot at the same time.  We
both swallowed at the same time.  We both pulled out at the same time and
gasped at the same time.  "I don't know who you are or what you look like,"
I said between deep breaths, "but you were fucking great!"

"I can say the same thing about you," the deep voice replied.

"Where am I?  How did I get here?"

"You're in the bedroom in back of the leather store.  And I don't know how
you got here.  Roy just told me about a guy sleeping in his room and asked
me if I was interested in joining you.  So that's why I'm here."

"How long have you been here?"

"I know it's been several hours.  When I crawled in bed with you, you were
sleeping so soundly that I couldn't get you awake.  I was so horny that I
didn't care, so I went ahead and fucked you.  I hope you don't mind, but
itt was so easy -- I could tell that you've been fucked several times not
very long ago."

"Yeah, I took on a biker group last night. It was a lot of fun satisfying
them."

"I heard about that this morning.  I heard the bikers really enjoyed it."

"So I guess you weren't part of the group."

"Nope.  I'm a biker, but I ride alone.  I'm just not a joiner, I guess."

"Yeah, well, I was just trying to spread the word about a biker weekend I
was having at my campground in a few weeks."

"What campground is that?"

"I run a gay nude campground a ways out of town.  I'm trying to set up
special events throughout the year and I thought a bunch of bikers spending
the weekend would be a lot of fun."

"Sounds great.  Something I would be interested in.  I'm always lookin' for
places to fuck around.  You could say that I'm creative."

"What do you mean by that?"

"I like to have sex with guys in different ways -- you know -- different
places, different techniques, different guys, different fantasies.  It
makes it all so much fun and exciting."


"I could use some creative ideas at my campground on that weekend.  How
about you coming a day early and filling me in on some of your ideas.  I'll
see how we can incorporate them into the weekend activities."  Still not
being able to see in the dark, I fumbled around until I found his hand.  As
I shook it, I said, "By the way, my name is Bob.  What's yours?"

As he shook my hand, he replied, "They call me Rock.  I'd be glad to help
out.  Might make some of my fantasies come true."

So I filled him in on the location of the campground as well as other
needed information.  I got up off the bed and fumbled in the dark for the
door.  "I need to get back to the campground; there's work to do."  As I
ran into the door my hand ran along the wall and found the light switch.  I
turn the light on and turned to look at Rock.  He was lying on the bed,
propped on his side just like Burt Reynolds in his old nude pic that was in
the Cosmopolitan magazine.  He also had that sly grin.  "Ok, where's my
clothes.  As much as I'd like to, I can't leave this place naked."

With a laugh, Rock responded, "Well, I noticed there was a pile of clothes
out there in the hall -- probably yours."

"Thanks," I said as I turned and opened the door.  I stuck my head through
and sure enough, there were my clothes in a nice pile next to the door.  I
grabbed them up, returned to the bedroom, and then began putting them on.
"Thanks for sleeping with me and I'll see you at the biker's weekend at my
campground."

"I'll be there!  Take it easy, good fuck buddy."

As I was walking through the store to go out the front door, Roy, the owner
was standing at the checkout counter.  "Thanks for letting me sleep in your
room back there," I said, thumbing to the back door.

"Hope you don't mind me putting a guy back in there with ya," he replied.

"Nope," I said, "He made a nice bed partner.  I'll see ya at the biker's
weekend!"  I headed out the door and towards my truck.  I hopped in and
when I started it, I looked at the digital clock on the dashboard.  It said
11:00.  "Fuck!" I thought to myself, "I am so late!  It will be noon before
I get back if I really step on it."  With that, I took off for home -- my
campground.

It was just a few minutes before noon when I pulled in the drive.  Parking
my truck, I looked around.  Everything seemed to be normal and the staff
persons were all doing their duties.  I decided to check out the
construction crew to see how they were doing on laying the foundations for
the bunkhouse, the canteen/store and Brad's cottage.

The foundation for the bunkhouse was laid and the crew was in the middle of
working on the canteen/store.  I was pleased with the amount of work they
got done.  It was noon and time for their lunch break when I approached
them, "Hey guys, how's it goin?"

They turned around and looked at me. "Funny to see you standing there
dressed.  We almost didn't recognize you with your clothes on," one of them
said with a laugh.

"I just got back from the city," I said, "I'm just going to go ahead and
take these off.  They're beginning to bind me."  As I began to unbutton my
shirt, the guys stood around and started singing "The Stripper" tune in
their rough, gravelly voices.  I went along with the fun and performed a
strip for them.  When I was completely naked, I spread my legs, grabbed my
cock and began stroking to the rhythm of their song.  They then cheered and
clapped.

"That guy has gotten me horny," said one guy as he began massaging his
crotch.  The other three mumbled in agreement.

I coyly walked up to him, turned my back to him and pressed my ass against
his hand which was still massaging his crotch.  "You guys are on your lunch
break.  There's time for a quick fuck if you want my ass," I said
seductively, "Or my mouth -- whichever."

They didn't say anything, but immediately unzipped their levis, pulled out
their cocks and began stroking.  I squatted down in front of the closest
worker, took hold of his cock, and guided it towards my mouth.  I leaned
forward and slid my lips over the shaft and engulfed it down my throat.  As
I began sucking, one of the other workers spoke up, "Hey, how are we gonna
get to your ass and fuck ya if you're squatted down like that."

I pulled off the cock in front of me, "Go sit on that pile over there," I
said, motioning towards the stacked cinder blocks.  As he did, I stood up,
still having a grasp on the cock I was sucking, and pulled him with me over
to the seated worker.  I back up and eased my ass down over the hard cock
that was sticking straight up from the seated worker.  Once my ass lips
were down to the base of the cock, I bent over and resumed sucking.  The
other two workers gathered 'round me, stroking their cocks as they watched.

As this scenario was going on, several campers approached to watch.  Hey,
that didn't bother me.  To be honest, I was working on the construction
guys so that they would come back on their own time after the construction
was done.  If they had a good time on their time off, I knew they would
return as customers.  So I did my best to make it enjoyable for them as it
was for me.  It seemed as though the guys didn't mind the campers watching
them.

I had to be somewhat athletic to coordinate my movements.  Riding up and
down on the cock of a seated guy while at the same time bent over sucking
another, takes some dancing rhythm.  But I got the hang of it and was doing
it quite well.  I hung onto the standing guy I was sucking for leverage and
got more intense on sucking him.  It wasn't long before he grabbed hold of
my head moaning and fucking my mouth harder and faster.  When he shot, I
didn't swallow, but let the cumload drool out of the corners of my mouth
and down my chin.

When the cum-spent guy stepped back, a camper who was really into watching
us, immediately got on his knees in front of me.  He grabbed my face with
both of his hands and licked the cum off my face.  Then he kissed me and we
began snowballing the cumload back and forth between us.  I finally
swallowed it just as the fucker behind me shot his load up my ass.

I stood up and the next construction worker sat down just after the former
seated one got up and left.  I squatted back down and took the next cock up
my ass.  The fourth construction worker stepped in front of me and I
resumed sucking his cock.  The camper who I snowballed with, got down on
his knees between my legs and began sucking my cock.  It was sort of an
awkward position for him as I was physically moving back and forth.  But he
got the hang of it.  We were making a pretty good scene for the other
campers watching.

Again, the same thing happened.  The guy I was sucking shot his load in my
mouth.  Again the camper who snowballed with me, got up and snowballed with
me again.  Again, the guy whose cock I was riding shot his load up my ass.
When I finally swallowed the second load we all stood up.  "Break is over,"
I said, "Time to get back to work.  Thanks, guys for the 'lunch'".

They laughed as they zipped up, waved at me and then went back to work.
The camper audience, still stroking their cocks, disbursed and went their
separate ways.  I then decided to take a quick stroll and ass the camper
situation.  Walking around the circle drive, I greeted several of the
campers, trying to be a good host.  They smiled and recognized me from the
photos displayed in the barn as well as the videos showing me in action.
They complimented me on how much the campground improved since I took it
over.  It made me feel good.

I then approached a camp site where a camper was lying on top of the picnic
table, sunning himself.  I approached him casually and realized that he was
asleep -- or so I thought.  His cock was hard and iinviting.  So, being the
good host I want to be, I bent over and gently began licking his hard
shaft.  The camper awoke with a slight start, but then relaxed as I
continued my licking, moving up his stomach, then chest, then nipples.
Then when I looked at his face and saw him smiling, I bent over and kissed
him.

"Enjoying yourself here?" I asked casually.

"Who isn't?" he replied with a chuckle, "I think your campground is gong to
keep growing."

"Oh, you know who I am."

"Who doesn't?  With all the pics and videos of you everyone knows who you
are.  Everybody likes you -- you are easy to get along with."

"I'm glad to hear that.  What are you into?"

"I like everything sexually.  I especially like rimming ass and eating
cumloads."

"Well then, I've just come to the right spot.  Why don't you hang your head
over the edge of the table here and I'll give you want you like."

The camper smiled and obliged my request.  Once he got into place and his
head was hanging upside down over the edge, I back up to him.  I reached
back and parted my ass cheeks as I pressed against his face.  I then felt
his mouth and tongue begin working on my asshole; massaging my sphincter
muscle.  It wasn't but a moment before the two cumloads I had collected
oozed out onto his tongue and into his mouth.  "Mmmm," he moaned.  He liked
what I was giving him.

When I felt that all the cum was out, I stepped forward away from him and
turned around.  He raised up on his elbow on the table and turned around
and looked at me.  With a smile, he said, "I just had lunch.  Thanks for
the dessert.  You're a good cook!"

I laughed, waved goodbye to him and walked on.