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.