Date: Sat, 16 May 2009 02:00:53 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jarbear Jarbear <jarbear1974@yahoo.com>
Subject: Gay Campground, Ch. 2

   We walked down the street where the trailers were parked and it looked
as if every site was taken.  "We have 50 sites for trailers," Brad reported
"and they stay full.  You were lucky to get in when you did."
   As we walked down the street, being naked with everyone else gave me a
good feeling.  Wanting to fit in, I asked Brad, who walked alongside me
with his cock flopping back and forth, "What are the rules here?  I don't
want to get into trouble and get kicked out before my time is up."
   Brad laughed.  "It's pretty simple," he said, "Make every endeavor to
get along with others.  No arguing.  No fighting. No weapons. No clicks --
in other words -- everybody goes with everybody.  No one claims ownership
to anyone else.  As long as everyone is agreeable, anything goes.  But we
are not afraid to kick someone out of the campground permanently if they
get into trouble -- both sides.  We are always full -- we have no problems
getting customers.  And I think with those rules, that is the reason we
have such an attraction."
   "I understand," I responded.  "I assure you, you, won't have any
problems with me.  I'm an easy type of guy to get along with."
   "I'm glad to hear that," said Brad as he gently reached around my ass,
stuck his finger in and give me a gentle probe.  I wonder if he felt his
cum sloshing in there.  I smiled to myself contentedly.
   We approached a lane with the direction sign towards the primitive
camping.  "Let me show you the other campground," he said.  He led me down
the lane a couple of hundred feet and we entered into the primitive
campground.  It seemed like there were tents everywhere.  They were not
organized in any way like the trailer lots.  Wherever there was a space,
there was a tent.  We wandered around in among the tents heading toward the
center where there was a large space with a campfire.  Lawn chairs were set
up around the campfire and several guys were seated.
   They were casual; drinking a beer, talking and laughing.  One camper had
both of his legs draped over the arms of his chair jacking his cock and
enjoying himself.  The guys around him took it in stride as though it was
nothing unusual.  There was another guy on his knees in front of another
giving him a blowjob and the receiver had his eyes closed moaning in
ecstasy.
   "As you can see," said Brad motioning toward them, "that anything goes
-- anywhere around here.  That's what makes this campground popular."  With
that he began stroking his cock and walked towards one of the campers
seated in a lawn chair.  As Brad stood in front of him, without any words,
the seated camper leaned forward, engulfed Brad's hard cock in his mouth
and began to suck.  As this was going on, he turned his head towards me and
smiled, "See what I mean?"
   "I sure do!" I said and I got on my knees behind Brad, took his ass
cheeks in my hands, parted them and began tongue fucking his asshole.  Brad
moaned in delight and I kept up with the tongue fucking.  As we kept this
up, another camper approached us stroking his cock. He stood by me watching
and I sensed what he had in mind.  When I got Brad's asshole good and wet,
I moved back and let the camper step forward.  He slid his cock in and
began fucking.  All the while, Brad continued to get sucked by the other
camper.  Then I heard a moan from the fucker and I knew that he was
shooting his creamy load into Brad's ass.  When he stepped back, I moved in
and began sucking on Brad's asshole.  I felt the creamy load come out on my
tongue.  I savored the taste and swallowed it.
   It was then that I heard Brad gasp and knew that he shot his load into
the mouth of the other camper.  I made motion to that camper that I wanted
his load and he nodded in agreement.  Brad stepped back and I moved in.
The camper and I kissed -- open mouth, tongues intertwining -- and he gave
me Brad's load.  I swallowed it -- delicious!
   Brad and I both moved back and smiled at each other.  Continuing to
smile, he said, "Shall we move on?"
   "Sure!" I replied "I can take it all!"
   As we moved from the circle back through the tents back to the lane, I
couldn't help but notice some tents having the flaps open and seeing guys
either asleep, jacking their cocks, or having sex with another guy.
Everything seemed so open and natural!