18 comments/ 700965 views/ 145 favorites Summer Camp By: TryAnything As Don finished packing his pack for his trip to summer camp, he heard noises coming from his parents' room. Past experience had taught him that when he heard noises at this time of the day coming from his parents' room that that could mean only one thing. Quietly moving to his closet, Don silently opened the door and entered, moving to the back where a poster of Rachel Hunter hung on the wall. Carefully unhooking the bottom of the poster, it rolled up, revealing a hole about one inch in diameter in the back wall of the closet. Putting his eye to the hole, Don was able to see into the closet on the other side of his wall and through the open door of that closet into his parents' bedroom. As he looked into the hole, Don could see his father, John, pulling his mother's, Doreen's, T-shirt off over her head, allowing her breasts to fall free. As he watched, his mother's nipples hardened and knurled into knots on the ends of her breasts, sticking up into the air. As he watched his father lean over and take them one by one into his mouth and suck on them, he saw his mother fumbling with his father's pants, undoing the waist and pulling the zipper down. As his father sucked on his mother's nipples, Don saw her pull his father's cock out of his pants, squeezing it in her hand as she did so. Don was always amazed when he saw his father's cock. It seemed so big to him. Even though he was only 18 years old and his own cock now frequently grew hard in his hand, the size of his father's cock still amazed him. He hoped that when he was older his would be as big as that. As he continued to watch, his mother pushed his father backwards on the bed and pulled his pants off. Returning her attention to his cock, he watched as she fondled it, squeezing it in her hands and reaching down to hold and fondle his balls, rolling them in her hands. Then he saw his mother flick out her tongue and lick the end of his father's cock, tasting the drop of liquid that had formed at the slit of his cock. Then he saw her open her mouth and stick her tongue all the way out, licking the underside of his father's cock and then slowly sucking it into her mouth, closing her lips on it as she slurped on it, much like slurping on a popsicle. As he watched, his mother continued to suck his father's cock into her mouth, constantly letting her tongue slide out of her mouth around the cock and lick it. After several minutes of watching her suck and lick his father's cock, Don saw her sit up, still holding his father's super hard cock in her hand. As she reached down to pull her shorts off, his father sat up and almost ripped them off of her. Don knew from past experience that his mother didn't wear any underwear, so when his father pulled her shorts off and he saw his mother's smooth ass and the thatch of blonde hair between her legs, it wasn't anything new to him. As he watched his father push his mother over onto her back on the bed, spreading her legs as he did so, Don could see right into his mother's pussy, spread open pointing right at him. At the sight of it, he began rubbing himself through his pants, feeling his own cock growing as he did so. As he rubbed himself, Don watched as his father lowered his face between his mother's legs and stuck his tongue right into her pussy, causing his mother to arch her back. Watching his father begin to lick and suck on his mother's pussy, Don let his own pants slide to the floor, and stepping out of them began to massage and fondle his cock, which had by now grown to its full size of six inches. As he watched his father sucking and licking his mother's pussy, Don could see his mother squirming on the bed as he continued to stroke his own cock. So engrossed was Don in playing with himself as he watched his parents through the hole in the closet wall, he didn't hear his twin sister Debi as she came into his room. Debi had finished her packing and was checking to see if Don was ready as she walked into his room, the door being slightly ajar. As she walked into the room, Debi called his name out. Once in the room, she couldn't see Don but she heard a sudden noise coming from the closet as Don frantically tried to pull his shorts up and cover the hole in the closet wall. When Debi heard the noise, she walked over to the closet and looked in, just in time to see Don fall down as he tripped trying to pull his shorts up. Debi gasped in surprise as she saw Don fall over on his back, his cock sticking straight up in the air, his face flushed with embarrassment. "Don, what are you doing?" Debi asked, her eyes wide as she stared at his cock pulsing in the air. "Nothing, nothing," he stammered, struggling to pull his pants up to hide his raging cock. "What are you doing here?" "I finished packing and just wanted to see if you were through," Debi explained, fascinated as she watched him stuffing his still hard cock into his pants as he finally succeeded in pulling them up. "What were you doing?" she asked. "Nothing, it's nothing," Don stuttered, still embarrassed at having been caught by his sister. As he tried to stand up, he glanced over to where the Rachel Hunter poster was still rolled up above the hole, where light was showing through into the closet. As Debi noticed his darting glance in that direction, she also glanced over to see what he seemed to concerned about and noticed the light coming through the hole. "What's this?" she asked, moving towards the hole. "That's nothing," Don answered frantically, trying to stop her before she could look into the hole. But he was too late as Debi bent over and looked into the hole. As he tried to pull her away, she gasped as she realized what she was seeing. "That's mom and dad in their bedroom," she announced incredulously. "You're watching them," she accused. "No, no, it's nothing," Don insisted, trying to pull her from the closet. But Debi wasn't having any of it. She pulled her arm from his grip and returned her eye to the hole. "Wow, I can't believe this," Debi said. "I just can't believe this. They're doing -- they're doing -- doing IT," she exclaimed in shock. "This is amazing. Dad's pushing his thing into mom. I can't believe you've been watching them," she said, not moving an inch from her vantage point at the hole. "Wow, mom sure likes what dad's doing to her," Debi noticed. Don just stood there in total shock. He had no idea what to do now. He couldn't believe his sister had caught him. He had been watching them for almost a year now, ever since he discovered the hole one day when he was changing posters on the wall. As he watched Debi watching through the hole, his cock stirred as he imagined what she was seeing. Debi watched in delight as her parents fucked. She was fascinated by the sight of her father's cock sliding back and forth into her mother's pussy. She knew about these things, she had just never seen anything like this before. Turning from the hole, Debi looked at Don. "What were you doing while you were watching them?" she asked. "Were you masturbating? I've heard that's what boys do," she said smugly as Don looked at her in horror. "N-n-no," Don stammered, "of course not." "Well, I saw you with your pants down and your thing all hard and sticking up in the air," Debi said. "What were you doing?" "It was nothing," Don said, looking very uncomfortable, feeling his cock pushing out against his pants as it throbbed. Just then they both heard a noise from their parents' room and they both started towards the hole. Debi, being closer, fixed her eye to the hole as Don caught himself. "Wow," Debi exclaimed, "I can't believe she can do that." "What?" Don asked, his curiosity starting to get the better of him. "She's got it in her mouth and is swallowing the whole thing," Debi narrated. "Oh, yeah, she likes to do that," Don said, then gulped as he realized what he had said. "So you have been watching them," Debi accused, turning from the hole for a moment. Don just stood there blushing, not able to say anything as Debi returned to the hole to watch her parents. As she watched her mother sucking on her father's cock, Debi was filled with curiosity. She had heard of these things and knew people did them, but she never imagined her parents as those people. "What are they doing?" Don almost whispered. "Well, mom's just sucking on dad's thing and he just pulled her over and is licking her between the legs at the same time," she explained. "Do you want to see?" Debi asked, standing back from the hole. Don hesitated for a minute, then quickly glued his eye to the hole where he could see his parents sucking each other. As he watch for a minute, he realized that his father was getting really worked up and turned from the hole. "They're going to cum any second," he explained to Debi. "Do you want to see it happen?" "Sure, thanks," Debi said, as she quickly moved back to the hole. As she watched, she could see her father's feet squirming on the bed as his mother bobbed her head up and down on his cock. Then suddenly she heard her father's muffled scream as he began to cum. As she watched, her mother held her father's cock in her hands and directed the stream of cum that was shooting out from the end of it into her mouth, then she sucked her father's cock back into her mouth and continued to suck on it, slurping as she sucked and swallowed all of the cum that her father had just shot into her mouth. "That was amazing," Debi said, turning away from the hole and looking at Don, her face flushed and her eyes somewhat glazed. "I've never seen anything like that before. I had no idea that's what it was like." "Yeah, it's pretty neat, isn't it?" Don said as he again looked through the hole. He saw his mother sitting upright on his father's face, rubbing her pussy all over his face as he continued to lick and suck her. "Mom's getting ready to cum now, you should watch," he suggested to Debi, who eagerly returned her eye to the hole. As she watched, she could see her father's tongue slithering up into her mother's pussy as she squirmed as writhed on his face. Suddenly she arched her back and closed her eyes as she began to cum, rubbing her pussy on her father's face as her juices ran from her into his eagerly lapping mouth. She watched as her mother fell over on the bed, totally spent from their pleasure. Turning from the hole, Debi just stared at Don. "How come you never told me about this?" she asked angrily. "How could you keep this to yourself?" "I don't know," Don said, "I just didn't think you were interested in this sort of thing." "What have you ever been interested in that I haven't," she retorted. "That's really selfish. I think I might even tell them," Debi said threateningly. "You can't do that," Don said in a panic. "They'd kill me. Please don't tell them," he begged. "Why shouldn't I?" Debi asked. "You've kept this from me. You could have at least given me the chance to say I'm not interested instead of just deciding for me." "I'm sorry," Don said. "If I had known I definitely would have told you. Please don't tell them," he implored. "You were masturbating, weren't you?" Debi asked, a mischievous grin on her face. "Go ahead, admit it." "Yes," Don whispered, now totally embarrassed as well as scared. "Please don't tell them." "I won't under one condition," Debi said. "What?" Don asked. "Just name it, anything." "You have to do exactly what I say or I'll tell them," Debi said. "Do you agree?" "What is it?" Don asked. "It doesn't matter," Debi said. "You have to do what I say or I'll tell them. Do you agree?" Don looked positively sick as he stood there and contemplated his sister's blackmail. He couldn't imagine what she was going to make him do, probably her chores for the next year or two. Or maybe she was going to make him her slave at camp for the summer. But as bad as those ideas were, the thought of her telling their parents was even worse. "Okay, I'll do it," Don said. "What is it?" "Great," Debi said with a big grin on her face. "Now remember, you promised." "Okay. I said I would," Don said. "Then I want you to finish masturbating," Debi said, her grin almost splitting her face. "You're crazy," Don said in disbelief. "Fine. Then I'm going to tell them," Debi said, turning to leave the room. "No, wait," Don said. "Can't you think of anything else?" he inquired. "I don't want anything else," Debi said, "I want to watch you finish masturbating. In fact, you have to masturbate for me whenever I want until school starts next year," Debi said triumphantly. "How can you say that?" Don implored. "You don't know what you're saying." "Yes, I do, and you said you'd do whatever I wanted," Debi insisted. "If you don't, I promise you I'll tell them." Don just stood there in total dismay. He couldn't believe his life had just degenerated to this degree. They were leaving for camp tomorrow and his life was just over. Debi had him in the palm of her hands and they both knew it. "It's not like it'll hurt you," she said. "I just want to see you do it." "You don't understand," Don lamented, "you're my sister." "So, what?" Debi said. "You're watching our parents in their bedroom while their fucking. You think that's so different? You watched them, now I want to watch you, it's that simple. Now pull your thing out and masturbate for me," Debi insisted. Blushing furiously red, Don undid his pants and let them fall to the floor, exposing his cock which was standing out at full mast in front of him. Not able to look at her, Don slowly began to fondle and rub his cock while Debi watched in mute astonishment. She couldn't believe he was doing this. She couldn't believe he really thought she would tell on him. As Don continued to massage and stroke his cock, Debi's eyes were glued to it, secretly admiring it as she watched him play with himself. Don's eyes were closed as he began to stroke his cock, masturbating as Debi watched him, a feverish look in her eyes, her tongue licking her lips as she glued her attention to his cock. Don felt his excitement rising as he thought of his sister watching him and he thought of the two of them watching their parents just a few minutes ago. As he felt his balls starting to churn with that all to familiar feeling, Don groaned and announced that he was going to cum. Dropping to her knees with her face just inches from his cock, Debi watched with rapt attention as Don more insistently stroked his cock to a climax. Then suddenly Don groaned and his cock jumped and he began to cum, shooting his cum across the closet right past Debi's nose. Debi gasped in delight as she watched his cum shooting in front of her face. She watched closely as all the cum came shooting out until there was no more, just a glob of it hanging from the end of his cock. As Don stood there with his eyes closed, his cock still in his hand, Debi stuck her tongue out and quickly licked the end of his cock, licking the glob of cum that was on the end of it into her mouth. Don just about jumped through the roof as he felt Debi's tongue quickly lick the end of his cock. Opening his eyes, he saw her stand up, licking her lips and swallowing. "What do you think you're doing?" he asked incredulously. "What do you think you're doing?" "Relax, I won't tell on you now. I just wanted to see what it tasted like," Debi said, moving from the closet. Don just stood there in the closet, his now limp cock still in his hand, his jaw hanging in shock as Debi left the closet. "That was really neat," Debi said as she left his room. "I can't wait for you to do it again." Don was beside himself in panic. He just knew his life was over. Collecting himself, he pulled his pants back up and shoved his cock as far into them as he could, as though that would save him. Then he returned to his packing for the trip to camp the next day, still freaked out by the turn of events that had turned his life upside down. When Debi left Don's room and returned to her own, she was bursting with excitement. She couldn't believe she had caught Don watching their parents. She couldn't believe that she had watched her parents fucking and sucking each other. Then that incredible agreement with Don not to tell their parents that he had been watching them. Boy, was she going to have fun at camp this summer. She was going to pay Don back for everything he had ever done to her in their lives. And, she thought, his cum tasted sort of neat, sort of salty. She didn't know why she had done that. She hadn't planned on it, it just happened spontaneously. But she wasn't sorry. She had often wondered about many of the things that she had just seen and experienced, now she had a better understanding. As she entered her own room, Debi flopped on the bed, letting all of the recent events play through her memory once again. As she pictured her parents fucking, her hand went between her legs and she rubbed herself, feeling that itch that she had been feeling for almost a year now. As she lay there remembering, she continued to rub herself through her clothes. Then she pushed her hand into her shorts and let a finger slide between the lips of her pussy where she found the little button that she always played with when she itched. Gently rolling it under her fingers, Debi slowly masturbated herself as she had just seen Don doing, gradually building herself up until she felt like she would explode, when suddenly a feeling of warmth and bliss overwhelmed her and she came against her hand, feeling her own juices wetting her hand as it played in her pussy. If Don found out that she did this, she thought, he would back out of his agreement with her and she wouldn't get to see him masturbate anymore. A little while later Debi heard her mother calling everyone to dinner. When she went to the dining room, Don wouldn't meet her eyes, even though she tried to engage him. Their parents spent the meal telling them how much they were going to enjoy their summer camp in the mountains. Then dinner was finished and everyone helped clean up the dishes. After another hour or so, their parents told them that they should get some sleep so they wouldn't be so tired for their 5:00 a.m. flight to Denver. After laying in bed for a couple of hours unable to sleep, Debi got up to get some milk to drink. Seeing that everyone was in bed, she decided to go to Don's room and talk to him about camp. Lightly tapping on his door as she opened it, Debi let herself into his room. When Don heard her, he sat up in his bed. "What are you doing here now?" he asked. "You should be in bed." "I couldn't sleep," Debi said. "I'm excited about tomorrow. Also I couldn't stop thinking about earlier," she admitted. "Great," Don said, "now what?" "Do you think we can look through the hole again?" Debi asked shyly. "Why?" Don asked. "What for?" "I'd like to see them again," Debi answered. "You've been watching for a long time, it's new to me. I'd like to see some more. I mean, we're leaving tomorrow and we won't be back for two months." "Well, okay," Don grumbled, "but they're probably asleep by now." Getting out of bed, Don moved into the closet and raised the poster. There was light coming through the hole so he bent over and put his eye to it to see what was going on. "You're in luck," he said. "Take a look." As Debi leaned over to look into the hole, she could see that her mother was sitting on top of her father facing the closet, leaning back with her hands on the bed and her feet up next to her father's knees. From her vantage point Debi could see her father's cock sliding in and out of her mother's pussy as she rode up and down on it. She could see her mother's pussy lips grasping her father's cock each time it slid out of her pussy, only to plunge back in each time her mother dropped back down on it. Letting one hand slip into her bathrobe as she watched, Debi let her fingers slip into her own pussy and rub her clit as she watched her parents fucking. Then remembering that Don was standing right behind her, Debi stood up from the hole and offered him a look. Summer Camp As Debi turned from the hole, Don had a glimpse of white skin under her robe as it briefly swung open. Putting his eye to the hole, he too saw his mother riding his father, her pussy open to his view as his father's cock slid in and out of her pussy, glistening with juices. Don felt his cock stirring as he watched. Then he noticed that things were building to a climax so he stood up from the hole and turned to offer Debi a look. As he turned, he saw Debi's hand pull out of her bathrobe and again got a glimpse of her white skin under the robe, even a glimpse of her tits and a flash of hair between her legs. Mumbling that he thought they were getting ready to cum, he stood aside as Debi moved back to the hole to watch. As she put her eye to the hole, Debi could see her mother really writhing on her father's cock as she rode up and down. As she watched, she let her hand steal back into her robe to rub herself, even as she saw her mother's body stiffen as she came and her father's legs spasm as he came at the same time. Then suddenly her mother jumped off of her father's cock as it was spurting cum into the air and she bent over and took it into her mouth, even as it was still spurting. Debi watched in fascination as her mother sucked her father's cock as it came, licking all of the juices off of it that were covering it. Then she saw her fall over next to her father and the lights went out. Pulling her hand from her robe as she turned around, Debi saw Don standing there fidgeting, a bulge in his pants where his cock had gotten hard from the show. Still excited and wanting to test him, Debi smiled at him. "Don," she said, "I want you to masturbate for me now." "What?" he asked. "I just did that for you before dinner." "I know," Debi said, "but I want you to do it again for me." "I don't know if I can again so soon," Don said. "It looks to me like you can," Debi said, indicating the bulge in the front of his pants. "Do I have to?" Don asked forlornly. "Haven't you seen enough for today?" "This is the last time before we leave for camp in the morning," Debi said. "Just do it once more for me before we leave." Don just stood there, really uncomfortable with the situation. He was having strong regrets about his agreement with Debi. If she told his parents they would just kill him and it would be over, but with Debi he was stuck with this agreement until school started in the fall. Maybe death was preferable, he thought. "Come on, Don," Debi said. "You promised." "I know I did," Don said. "It's not really a very fair agreement." "Then you shouldn't have promised," Debi said, "but you did. So come on, let's see it," she said. As Don slowly pulled his underwear down, freeing his already hard cock, a miserable look on his face, Debi felt sorry for him. "I'll tell you what," she said, a sudden grin on her face. "If you masturbate for me, I'll masturbate for you at the same time." "What?" Don exclaimed. "What did you say?" "You heard me," Debi said. "If you do it for me, I'll do it for you." As she said this, Debi let a hand sneak into her robe, down to her pussy. As Don stared in astonishment, he could see her hand moving under the robe, though the robe remained shut to his view. Debi just smiled at him as he stood there, his cock standing out in front of him as he stared at her. "Well," Debi said, "get started, I have." As Don slowly let his hand fall to his cock, Debi smiled at him, her hand obviously busy under the robe. "How do I know you're really doing it?" Don asked. "You could be just faking it. You can see that I'm not," he said, slowly beginning to stroke his cock. "That's easy," Debi said, letting her robe fall open, revealing her nakedness underneath. As Don stared at her in astonishment, he could see her tits were nice and full, just like their mother's, with nice hard nipples sticking out from the ends. As his gaze fell south, he could see her hand busy between her legs, though he couldn't make out any detail. "I can't see anything," Don said. "It's too dark in here. You could still be faking it," he said. "Well, I'm not," Debi said, enjoying the feeling of her fingers in her pussy, enjoying the sight of Don's cock in his hand right in front of her. "Let's go out in the light so I can see you," Don suggested as he slowly stroked his cock. After a brief hesitation, Debi agreed and they left the closet into Don's room. "Okay," Don said, "let's see you do it. Here, you sit here on the bed and I'll stand in front of you." "Sure," Debi agreed, moving to the bed where she sat down. Leaning back on her left elbow and pulling her feet up onto the bed, Debi let her knees fall apart, giving Don an unimpeded view of her pussy, light blonde hair softly covering it. Reaching down with her right hand, Debi parted her pussy lips and let a finger slide between them, softly rubbing her clit as she did so. Don just stared in amazement as Debi slowly rubbed her clit, sliding her fingers in and out of her pussy lips as she did so. At the same time, Don was purposefully stroking his cock in excitement as he watched his sister's fingers playing in her pussy in front of him, her nipples hard and her mouth hanging open. As Debi watched Don stroking himself in front of her as she masturbated, she couldn't help giggling at the absurdity of the situation. When Don asked her what she was laughing about, she just closed her eyes for a second and furiously rubbed her clit in answer. When Debi noticed Don's breathing getting ragged as he approached orgasm, she suddenly sat up. "I want to hold it when it cums," she said. "I want to feel what it's like." "No way," Don said. "That's not part of our agreement." "Oh, please, Don," Debi implored, "just let me hold it when you cum. It won't hurt you or anything." "No way," Don repeated. "Absolutely no way." "If you let me hold yours, I'll let you hold mine," Debi said, running her fingers into her pussy as she said so. "There's nothing to hold," Don answered lamely. "Oh, don't be silly," Debi said. "Don't you want to see what it's like? I mean, you've been watching mom and dad, don't you want to see for yourself what it's like?" "You're my sister," Don said indignantly. "So what," Debi replied. "You're not going to hurt me or anything. Besides, we're masturbating together anyway, what's it matter who's holding what when it happens?" "I don't think so," Don said, staring at Debi's fingers in her pussy. "Sure, come on," Debi said, sitting up. "Let me hold it now until you cum. You tell me what to do," she said, reaching for his cock. "You promise you'll let me touch yours?" Don asked sheepishly, really wanting to see what it was all about. "Absolutely," Debi said. "Tell me what to do." "Well, just hold it in your hand like I'm doing," he said. "Then just slide your hand up and down the way I'm doing it." Don held his breath as Debi reached out and tentatively grasped his cock, her small, cool hand feeling very exciting as she grasped him. Then very slowly she started sliding her hand up and down on him, gently squeezing him as she did so. She very quickly got the hang of it and gently continued stroking him as he stood in front of her as she sat on the edge of the bed. Then with her other hand, Debi reached between his legs and gently fondled his balls as she continued to stroke his cock, softly rolling them in her fingers as she explored him. Don could feel his balls building up to a climax as Debi played with him and he warned her that he was getting ready to cum. As she continued to stroke his cock, his balls churning, Debi leaned close to him to watch as he came. Suddenly Don stiffened and groaned as his balls spasmed in orgasm, suddenly shooting cum from his cock right into Debi's face! As she opened her mouth in surprise, his cock continued to squirt cum, right into her mouth! Quickly holding his cock a little to the side, Debi continued to pump his cock as it finished shooting cum from the end. Having overcome her surprise at the sudden explosion of cum into her face and mouth, Debi quickly swallowed as Don finished cumming. Then squeezing the last drops of cum from his cock, she leaned forward and licked the end of his cock, licking the last drops of cum from the end and swallowing. As Don held his breath, Debi again leaned forward and gently sucked the head of his cock between her lips, probing into the slit with her tongue as she gently sucked the last of the cum from his cock. Then letting his cock go, she sat up and smiled at him. "Well, how did I do?" she asked. "Did I do it right? Did it feel good?" "You did just fine," Don said, sprawling on the bed beside her, his now flaccid cock laying limp in his lap. "That was fun," Debi said. "I liked doing it. And your cum tastes good, too," she said. "Next time I'm going to swallow it all, just like mom." "Whenever you want," Don agreed, not caring about anything any more. "But now it's my turn," he said, sitting up. AShow me what to do." "Well, okay," Debi agreed. "Look," she said, pulling her legs up and spreading her knees as she lay back on the bed, giving Don a complete look at her wide open pussy. "You just gently rub right here," she said, gently rubbing her clit with her finger. "Just rub nice and gentle in little circles around here." Leaning forward, Don placed his finger next to Debi's between her pussy lips. He could feel the warm moistness of her pussy as he began to slowly rub his finger around and around on her clit, causing her to squirm. With his other hand Don began to explore her pussy with his fingers as he continued to stroke her clit with the other hand. He ran his fingers along her pussy lips and around her hole, occasionally pushing the tip of a finger into her hole. He would grasp her pussy lips between his fingers, rolling them and feeling the thickness and fullness of them, plump between his fingers. As he continued to stroke Debi's clit and play with her pussy, Don could see moisture forming, pooling in her little hole which was slightly peeping open at him. Continuing to rub her clit, Debi was now really squirming on the bed as Don's busy fingers stimulated her. She could feel her juices beginning to flow as she became more and more excited. Suddenly Debi felt her orgasm building to a deafening crescendo as Don twiddled her clit. Stifling a scream, Debi humped her pussy against Don's hand as her orgasm swept over her, wave after wave of ecstatic pleasure flooding her pussy, drenching Don's hand as he continued his assault on her clit. Unable to take any more, Debi reached down and grabbed his hand, holding it so he couldn't torture her any more. Bending forward, Don flicked his tongue out and gave her clit one flick, causing her to spasm once more and giving him a taste of her sopping pussy. After laying for several minutes without saying anything recovering her strength, her legs splayed open still, Debi sat up and stared at her brother. "That was just incredible, Don" Debi said. "I've never had an orgasm like that before. You did that so good." "Well, it was sort of fun," Don agreed, blushing slightly. "It felt good when you did me, too," he added. "Well, we can do it again, can't we?" Debi asked. "I mean, we have all summer at camp and you did agree, remember?" "Yes, I remember," Don said. "I just thought. . ." "What did you think?" Debi inquired. "This doesn't change anything. You gave me your word and I expect you to keep it. I can still tell them whenever I want, but I promise never to tell them if you keep your end of the bargain." "Okay," Don agreed. "But maybe we can do it together some more, too." "Well, sure," Debi agreed, "but you've still got to masturbate for me whenever I want." "Fine," Don answered, "I will. I always keep my word." "I know you do," Debi responded, "that's why I know you'll do it." Jumping up off the bed, pulling her robe closed around herself, Debi gave Don a quick hug, reaching down to give his cock one last squeeze as she left the room. Don pulled his shorts back on and went to bed, thinking about the summer at camp, but his mind continually wandered back to the events of this evening. He just couldn't believe all of the things that had happened to him. The next morning came very early and there was much hustle and bustle and confusion as everyone hurried to load the car for the ride to the airport and get to the flight in time. Hugging and kissing their parents good-bye, Don and Debi boarded their flight and found their seats. Very shortly they were airborne, bound for Denver. After they had been served the initial in-flight sodas, Debi nudged Don in the ribs and indicated for him to follow her. Moving to the back of the plane where the toilets were, Debi quickly glanced around as she opened the door and darted inside, pulling Don in behind her before he could protest. As she closed the door, Debi turned and sat on the toilet and looked at Don, a big grin on her face. "I want you to masturbate for me now," Debi declared. "What, now?" Don asked. "What's the matter with you? This is an airplane." "So what? Does that mean that you can't masturbate anymore?" Debi inquired. "Go on, masturbate," she insisted. Reluctantly Don unzipped his pants and fished his limp cock out, barely able to hold it with two fingers. As Debi's eyes glittered as she leaned forward to watch him, Don slowly tried to massage himself hard, but the combination of the plane's motion and his fear of being caught made him unable to get his cock hard. "See, I can't right now," Don said in frustration. "Oh, sure you can," Debi insisted. "I'll help you." Reaching forward, Debi grasped his cock between her fingers and began to roll it and pull on it, trying to encourage it to get hard. When this failed to work, she suddenly leaned forward and licked the end of his cock with her tongue, causing it to twitch in response. When she noticed this response, Debi leaned forward and licked the head of Don's cock again, again eliciting a twitch and a perceptible increase in size. Opening her mouth again, Debi stuck her tongue out and licked the entire underside of Don's cock, causing an immediate response in size as it began to grow. Again licking the underside of his cock, Debi this time allowed his cock to rest on her tongue as she drew it into her mouth, softly sucking on it as she did so. Don gasped with delight as he felt his sister's tongue begin to lick and suck on his rapidly growing cock. As his cock grew to its full size, Don just leaned back against the door and closed his eyes as Debi continued to suck on his cock like it was a tootsie roll. He couldn't believe how good it felt as she continued to suck on him. He felt her tongue as it probed the slit at the end of his cock and twitched as he felt her cup his balls in her hand and lightly roll them around like little marbles. As she continued, Don felt his balls beginning to churn as Debi quickly excited him to orgasm. Warning Debi that he was about to cum, Debi grasped him even more firmly and sucked even harder on him. Suddenly he felt himself explode and cum shot from his cock into Debi's eagerly sucking mouth. He felt her tongue teasing his cock as she continued to suck the cum from him, gulping it down as fast as she could until there was no more. Giving his balls one last squeeze and reaming the slit of his cock with her tongue as she gave it one last suck, Debi sat back up, a triumphant smile on her face as she licked her lips and swallowed the last of Don's cum. "Wow," Debi said. "That was so neat. I mean, I really liked it. It was so wild when your thing started spurting," she said. "I could feel it each time it pulsed, then I would taste your cum, all warm and salty in my mouth. Umm, it was so good." "It sure felt great," Don agreed, trying to get his cock stuffed back in his pants. "Nothing's ever felt better." "Well, I want you to do it to me, too," Debi said, "but we'd better get back to our seats before they think something's wrong. You can do it to me after we eat." "That's not part of our deal," Don said faintly. "Well, you can either do it to me or you can masturbate again for me in your seat," Debi said with a grin. "It's your choice." "Some choice," Don grumbled. "Hey, don't complain," Debi said, "maybe you'll enjoy it. I know I will." Debi then opened the door and stepped out into the aisle, then motioned Don to quickly follow her. Without anyone seeming to notice, they made their way back to their seats and sat down. After about an hour, the stewardesses started serving the lunch. After they had finished their lunches and the stewardesses had collected all the trays, Debi whispered to Don that it was time for him to do her now. Don tried to resist but Debi wouldn't let him, finally almost pulling him up from his seat to the back of the plane. After they had successfully sneaked into the toilet, Debi quickly pulled up her skirt and pulled her panties down, then jumped up on the edge of the sink, her heels resting on the edge of the counter, exposing her open pussy to Don's gaze. "Come on," Debi said, rubbing herself, "lick me. Make me cum the way I did for you." With a sigh, Don got down on his knees and approached her pussy with his face, smelling the ripeness of Debi as he got closer. As he leaned closer, Debi reached down with one hand and held her pussy open for him. Leaning into her pussy, Don let his tongue flick out and taste her, then he let his tongue slide from the bottom of her pussy to the top along one of her pussy lips, again getting a taste of her. Moving to the other side of her pussy, Don let his tongue slide from bottom to top along the other pussy lip, circling her clit at the top when he got there. Debi was panting with pleasure as Don continued to lick her pussy, letting his tongue slide up and down like a cat, lapping at her pussy and occasionally stopping to run little circles around her clit. Debi was now holding his head with one hand and her pussy open with the other. As Don continued to explore Debi's pussy with his tongue -- he was now enjoying himself -- he began to make circles around her hole and then up around her clit, never quite touching either. Then suddenly, after making several circles around her hole, Don suddenly pushed his stiffened tongue into Debi's hole, sliding his tongue as far as it would go up into her hole and sucking on her. Debi almost screamed in pleasure as Don commenced to flitter his tongue about up in her hole while at the same time sucking on her. Then Don moved up to her clit, capturing it between his lips and teasing it with his tongue as he sucked on it. Debi began to buck with excitement as she felt Don's tongue driving her to orgasm. She was rubbing her clit all over his nose as he returned to her hole to drive his tongue up and suck on her. Then suddenly she began to cum, her orgasm causing her whole body to twitch as it shook her. Don was suddenly inundated with juices as Debi's orgasm cut loose, flooding his mouth with her as he gulped and sucked, quickly licking her clean as he chased every last drop down to slurp it up. Then he stood up and looked at Debi sitting on the counter, her pussy gaping open and moisture still beading in her hole. Bending over once more, Don jammed his tongue up her hole and sucked the last of her juices from her pussy then stood up again. "Come on," Don said, "get dressed. We need to get back to our seats." "God, that was wonderful," Debi said. "I can't believe how good that felt. Did you like it? Was it fun for you?" she asked. "Yeah," Don said, "I liked it. It tastes sort of neat. It's fun watching you squirm, too," he added with a laugh. "It's almost like turning the table on you." "Well, we'll see who does the table turning," Debi said with a laugh. "But I loved it anyway. You will definitely have to do that for me again," she said. Summer Camp "Only if you do me first," Don said adamantly. "You have to do what I say," Debi insisted. "That's the deal." "No, the deal's that I have to masturbate whenever you want, that's all. Anything else I get to bargain for." "Well, that's fair, I guess," Debi said. "And besides, I like sucking on your thing. It's fun. And it's good practice for when I have a boyfriend." "Yeah, lucky them," Don said. Safely making their way back to their seats, the rest of the flight was uneventful. Landing in Denver, they were met by the van to take them to their summer camp, along with several other kids that had arrived on other flights. After about an hour's drive into the mountains, they arrived at the camp. It was beautiful, nestled in amongst the mountains at the edge of a small lake in the forest. The air smelled wonderful, with the scent of evergreens and fir and pine trees filling the air. There were stands of aspen trees scattered about also. After reporting to the office to register and get their supplies and be informed of some of the rules, Don and Debi were shown to their respective quarters. Don was in a bunkhouse with five other boys on one side of the camp and Debi was in a similar house on the other side. They each spent the next hour or so getting acquainted with their bunk mates until the evening meal horn sounded and everyone went rushing to the food tent together. There it seemed as though the girls sat on one side of the tent and the boys on the other. After the meal everyone was told to report to the central meeting area for an orientation session. Arriving at the central meeting place, there was a big fire going and everyone formed a semicircle around it as the rules and procedures of the camp were explained to everyone. After everyone had been made aware of how to find out what their schedule was for the next day they were free to do what they pleased until lights out at 10:00. Everyone was exploring and meeting all the other campers and 10:00 seemed to come all too quickly when the lights out horn sounded. The next couple of days were very full with everyone learning the routine and all of the activities that were available, including rowing and canoeing and hiking, to mention just a few. Don and Debi were able to talk to each other several times each day, but always with other people around. Finally at dinner the second day, Debi caught up to Don and told him to meet her after dinner so they could go for a walk and talk. Don got her meaning and tried to avoid her after the meal but Debi was ready for him and caught him as he left the dining tent. Tugging on his arm, she pulled him onto one of the many trails that went from the camp into the woods, urging him along for a good ten minutes before stopping. "Well, I thought you were going to try to avoid me for the entire camp," Debi said accusingly. "Hey, you know how busy they've kept us," Don retorted. "Who's got time?" "Well, we do now," Debi said. "How do you like camp so far? Have you met any nice people yet?" "Yeah, some of the guys are all right," Don said. "Everyone seems to be here to have a good time. I think this is going to be fun." "Oh, it's going to be fun, all right," Debi agreed with a laugh. "Some of the girls in my house are pretty wild," Debi said. "They say the most outrageous things sometimes. They're all boy crazy." "Yeah, some of the guys do nothing but talk about the girls, too," Don agreed. "Well, all the talk makes me excited," Debi said. "so I want you to masturbate for me now." "Now? Here?" Don asked. "We're in the middle of the woods at night," he complained. "So what?" Debi retorted. "Do you need to see to do it now? Come on, pull it out for me." "Can't we just forget about this?" Don asked. "I mean, we're at camp. Let's just have fun." "That's what I'm trying to do," Debi said, "so let's go," she said, reaching for his zipper. Stopping her hand before it could get to his zipper, Don slowly pulled his zipper down and fished his cock out, feeling the cool night air on it as he pulled it in to view. As Don slowly started to massage and stroke himself, Debi jammed her hand down into her own shorts and began to play with herself. She furiously rubbed her clit as Don continued to stroke his cock in front of her. After several minutes of masturbating, Don felt his orgasm beginning to build and warned Debi. "Let me finish it for you," Debi insisted, reaching out and grabbing his cock in her hand. "Let me do it." As Don stood there, Debi continued to stroke and massage his cock, squeezing it and letting her thumb rub across the head of it, causing Don to jump from the excitement of her touch. As his orgasm began, Don groaned as Debi pumped his cock as the cum flew from the end of it. Debi quickly leaned forward and opened her mouth, directing the stream of cum into her mouth as she continued to pump Don's cock with her hand as he came. Then she sucked his cock into her mouth and sucked all the remaining cum from it, searching out the last little bit with her tongue in the slit at the end, swallowing it all before releasing him and standing back up. "That was great," she said, licking her lips. "I just love the way it tastes." "Huh," Don said, stuffing his cock back into his shorts. "You sure are weird." "Me weird," Debi said. "Who was it that hides in the closet masturbating while he watches his parents fucking? And tell me you don't like it when I suck your cum from you," Debi said. "Just tell me you don't like it." "I like it just fine," Don said. "It's just you pick the weirdest times and places." "What's wrong with here and now?" Debi said looking around. "This place is great. Would you rather do it back at the camp where everyone can see you? If you want I'll tell you to masturbate at one of the meals, then you can tell me I pick weird places." "No, no," Don said. "You're right. Out here is wonderful. But we'd better get back now before someone misses us." When they made their way back to the camp, they each joined their respective groups. Debi went back to the bunk house she was assigned to with several of the girls who shared it with her. As they sat around talking, the conversation quickly degenerated to the boys. One of the girls, a very pretty girl with short red hair, Cindy, was saying how she had to find herself one of the boys to be with or she would go crazy. Another of the girls, Beth, with long dark hair, sort of like Cher's, agreed that it would be nice to have a boy to snuggle and kiss with while they were at camp. Everyone chimed in in agreement but they all lamented that it was so hard to meet the boys because they were always together. Debi added that her brother was a real nice guy and that she would introduce them to him if they wanted, that way they could meet the boys in his bunk house. Cindy asked how she would arrange that and Debi replied that Don would do whatever she wanted, whenever she wanted. Everyone laughed as she said this, making Debi a little mad. "It's true," Debi insisted, "he'll do whatever I ask him to do." "Why would he do that?" Beth asked. "What brother would ever do anything like that?" "Mine would," Debi said. "We made a deal and he always keeps his deals." "You mean he'd run naked through the camp if you wanted him to," Cindy said, laughing hysterically. "Come on, get real." Debi found herself getting really mad that they wouldn't believe her. Then without thinking, she heard herself talking. "He'd even masturbate in front of me if I told him to," she said defiantly. "Ha, ha," Cindy laughed. "What a story. I'd give anything to see that." "Yeah," Debi said hotly, "you wanna bet?" "Sure, I'll bet," Cindy agreed. "What do you want to bet?" The other girls were all perked up now, hearing the challenge of the absurd. Debi was panicky trying to think of what to bet. Her mind was a total blank from the shock of her stupid, big mouth. What was she going to do now? Then she had an idea. "If I can get Don to do it, you have to masturbate here in front of all of us," Debi said triumphantly, sure that she would refuse. "Heck, I'd do that anyway," Cindy laughed. "If you really want to see." Everyone laughed as Debi turned red. She hadn't counted on Cindy not minding such a thing. What was she going to do now? "So, Debi, is it a deal?" Cindy asked with a laugh. "Or are you just full of shit?" "Sure, it's a deal," Debi said, feeling a little sick to her stomach. What had she done now? Don would kill her if he knew. "So, when's the big event going to happen?" Beth inquired. "No wasting time. Let's do it tomorrow." "That's fine with me," Debi agreed. "I'll arrange it at breakfast in the morning. But Cindy's got to masturbate in front of all of us, too," Debi reminded. "Huh, that's no big deal," Cindy said. "I'd do it for you right now just for the fun of it, but I want you to keep your word first, then maybe we'll all have a big group masturbation for you," she laughed. "What do you all say to that?" Everyone laughed as they chimed in their agreement, sure that Debi wouldn't be able to deliver her end of the bargain. The next morning at breakfast, Debi pulled Don aside for a minute and asked him to meet her after the afternoon activity down at the dock by the lake at the edge of the woods. When Don started to inquire as to why, Debi just gave him a big smile and told him to be there. Then she went back to her group and told them that they needed to be hiding in the woods by the dock after the afternoon activity and that she would get Don to masturbate on the dock. They all laughed and said that they'd be ready. Later on that afternoon, Debi was down by the dock waiting for Don, trying to see if she could see the other girls from her group anywhere but was unable to locate any of them. Then she saw Don slowly approaching. As he came up to her on the dock, he stopped. "Well, what's this all about?" he asked. "Why did you need me to meet you here?" "Oh, I just want to see you masturbate into the water," Debi said with a grin. "I thought this would be a good place." "I don't have time for this foolishness right now," Don said. "Well, you know what'll happen if you refuse me," Debi whispered. "You don't want that, do you? Besides, you can do it all yourself this time, I'll just watch." "Aren't you getting tired of this foolishness yet?" Don asked. "No, I'm not. In fact, I like it more all the time," Debi answered with a laugh. "Go on, get started and you can get back to whatever it is you were doing." With an irritated look, Don pulled his cock out of his shorts and began to masturbate. As Debi stood there watching him as he stroked his cock to its full size, she felt a little disappointed that she couldn't participate and help him, but knowing that all of her bunk mates might be watching was quite a deterrent. Don was stroking himself quicker and quicker, trying to get his ordeal over with so he could get back to his new friends. Suddenly groaning as he felt his orgasm begin, Don's cock started streaming cum from the end, shooting it into the lake. When he had finished cumming, he shoved his now limp cock back into his shorts and just walked away with an I-hope-you're-happy-now look on his face. After Don had walked away, Debi sat down on the dock, relieved that she had gotten away with it but wondering if the girls had seen her triumph. Suddenly she heard them as they came crashing out of the woods to surround her on the dock, all of them laughing and slapping her on the back in congratulations. "I can't believe you got your brother to do that," Cindy declared. "That's the most outrageous thing I've ever seen." "Well, I told you he'd do whatever I told him to," Debi said proudly. "I thought his cock was cute," Beth said. "And it was so big, too." "Oh, I've seen bigger," Cindy said. "Oh, yeah," Beth said, "where?" "What do you think, that I'm some virgin or something?" Cindy retorted. "I've been with several boys already," she boasted. "Well, I haven't," Debi said, "and I'm not the one who has to masturbate in front of everyone now, either. In fact, you all have to masturbate now, don't you?" Debi said. "That was the agreement." "That's no big deal," Cindy said. "I'll do it right after dinner. In fact, I'm looking forward to it. I haven't had a decent orgasm in almost a week." Everyone laughed as they made their way back to the camp. Very soon it was dinner time and they all went to eat. Afterwards, following the end of day ceremony, they all went back to the bunk house. As they entered the bunkhouse, everyone's eyes turned to Cindy expectantly. Noticing their interest, she slowly sauntered back to her bunk and sat down on it, everyone slowly following her back. "I suppose you all want your show now," Cindy said. "Well, I lost fair and square so I don't mind at all." Standing up, Cindy slowly pulled her shorts down, revealing a wispy little pair of underwear. With everyone staring at her intently, she slowly pushed them down to the floor, stepping out of them to stand there with her fire red pubic hair glistening at them. Sitting on her bunk with her back to the wall, Cindy drew her feet up and apart, spreading her knees and opening her pussy to their view. Gently letting her fingers trail through her pussy hair, she smiled up at them. "Debi, since I made the bet with you, you get to sit on the bed and have the ringside view," Cindy said, continuing to softly run her fingers through her pussy hair, outlining her slit. As Debi slowly sat on the edge of the bed in front of Cindy, the rest of the girls gathered around to watch also. Not needing any encouragement, Cindy began letting her fingers slide into her slit, slowly stroking up and down in her pussy. Never taking her eyes off of Debi, Cindy continued to slowly stroke herself, sliding her fingers up and down in her pussy. Then suddenly she let two of her fingers slide into her hole, disappearing into her pussy as she began to frig herself with her fingers, plunging them in and out of her hole. All of the other girls watched in mute astonishment as Cindy began to pick up the pace, sliding her fingers up and down and in and out of her pussy as she continued to play with herself. Then reaching down with her other hand, Cindy spread her pussy lips open with her other fingers, exposing the inner portion of her pussy to everyone, her fingers jammed up her hole and her clit bunched up at the top of her pussy. The deep reds and pink colors of her pussy were fascinating to Debi, who had never seen a red pussy before, only her own blonde one and her mother's, which was also blonde. While continuing to plunge her fingers in and out of her hole, Cindy was now using her other hand to rub around and around and over her clit, which was causing her to gasp every now and then and her whole body to twitch. Suddenly she gave a little gasp and began to buck her hips as her orgasm began to flow. They could all see the juices flowing around her fingers as she came as she continued to rub her clit feverishly. Then suddenly she stopped and just sat there, her legs splayed open and her pussy saturated with juices, a dreamy smile on her face. Debi just sat there and stared at Cindy's pussy, seeing the little clit just swollen with excitement from the play it had just received. The other girls were murmuring their approval and then Cindy finally opened her eyes again. "Well, how was that?" she asked proudly. "Did I meet my end of the bargain?" "You sure did," Debi agreed. "That was pretty neat." "Yeah, it sure felt good," Cindy said, rubbing herself again as she sat up. "But I seem to remember the rest of you said that you'd masturbate too if Debi kept her end of the bargain. I don't see you doing anything yet," she said. Debi looked around at the astonished faces of her fellow bunk mates as they realized that they had indeed said that they too would masturbate if she won. "That's right," Debi said, "you did say you'd all masturbate if I got Don to." "I've never done it before," lamented Julie, a quiet, curly haired girl. "I don't know how." "It's easy," Cindy said, "you just do exactly like you saw me do it. There's nothing to it. I promise that instinct will take over very quickly," she laughed as she saw the looks on a couple of other faces that hadn't admitted that they hadn't done it before either. "Now, everyone take your clothes off and sit on the bed with me," Cindy said. "We'll do it like a class." With some reluctance from some of the girls, they all slowly peeled their clothes off until they were all naked except Debi. Then with the encouragement of Cindy, they all climbed on the bed and sat side by side against the wall until there were five of them naked facing a clothed Debi. "All right," Cindy said, "the first thing is everyone sit the way I'm sitting. Bring your feet up and move your knees apart. That's it. Now just let your fingers slide up and down in your pussies like I'm doing," she explained, showing them all that she was again playing with herself. As Debi sat and watched in astonishment as the five girls slid their fingers up and down in their pussies, she felt herself getting excited just watching and wishing that she were doing it with them. Then Cindy told them to let their fingers slide into their holes as far as they could and to just slide them in and out. Then she told them to also rub their clits as they plunged their fingers in and out and up and down their pussies. Debi could smell the excitement of five pair of hands playing in pussies and she could hear the squishing sounds as their juices began to flow from the stimulation. All of the girls had now closed their eyes and they were all concentrating on the feelings in their pussies as they indeed let instinct take over and they masturbated. Debi was rubbing herself through her shorts as she watched the mounting excitement as they approached orgasm. Then Beth, whose pussy hair was a thick jungle of dark hair, began to moan as her orgasm began to come over her. Debi watched as she began to furiously plunge her fingers in and out of her hole with one hand as she continued to rub her clit with the other. Then she began to twitch as her orgasm shook her. Debi could see her pussy getting sopping wet as her juices just flowed out of her hole onto her hand, completely soaking it. Then one after the other, each of the girls began to orgasm until the bunkhouse was full of the sounds of moaning and groaning and sloshing fingers in pussies. Then just that quickly, it was over. The girls just sat there with their backs against the wall, overcome with the feelings of their orgasms. Debi was more and more frustrated now. Not only did she not get to help Don with his thing, but now everyone got to play with themselves and have an orgasm but not her. She sat there just rubbing herself through her shorts as she watched them recover. Then she noticed Cindy looking at her with a smile on her face. "It looks like you're the only one who hasn't cum yet," she said. "And it looks like you'd like to at that," she added. As Debi struggled with her feelings, the other girls one by one opened their eyes and looked at her. "Wouldn't you like to join us, Debi?" Cindy asked, gently stroking her fingers through her pussy still. "Wouldn't it feel great to have an orgasm just like we just did? You keep rubbing yourself through your pants and you'll end up wetting them," she laughed. "Well, it's not really fair, is it?" Debi said. "I mean, everyone's had an orgasm but me, even Don." "Well, take off your clothes and we'll help you, won't we?" Cindy said, looking at the other girls, who all nodded their assent. As Debi hesitated for a moment, Beth reached forward and tugged at her shorts. Summer Camp "Come on, take them off, Debi." she said. "It's fun." As Debi slowly began to pull her shorts down, Beth again reached forward and helped her pull them off, while at the same time Cindy reached over and tugged at her underwear and pulled them down, revealing her blonde pussy hair barely covering her pussy. "You have a nice pussy," Cindy said. "Go ahead and lay back and do yourself. We'll help if you want." Before she could hesitate, Beth had given her a light shove onto her back on the bed. The other girls watched in amusement as Cindy pushed her knees apart giving them all an unimpeded view of her pussy. Then when she didn't do anything, Cindy reached forward and let her fingers slide up and down the length of her slit, causing her to gasp at the shock. As the other girls watched, Cindy continued to let her fingers slide up and down in Debi's pussy, softly stroking her. When Debi then reached down to play with herself, Cindy stopped her hand and told her to let them all do it for her. Motioning the other girls around, Cindy continued to slide her fingers up and down Debi's pussy. Then using both hands, she pried Debi's pussy lips open, revealing the entire inside of her pussy to everyone's gaze. Giving Beth a glance, Cindy indicated that she should help her with Debi's pussy. Moving over between her legs, Beth began to slowly run her fingers up and down in Debi's now wide open pussy, tracing her lips and rolling around her clit and hole. After a minute or so of this, Cindy motioned to one of the other girls to join in. Soon there were ten sets of fingers rubbing and poking and prodding in Debi's pussy while she just lay there in absolute ecstasy. Then motioning the other girls out of the way, Cindy knelt between Debi's thighs and began to rub her clit with her fingers while at the same time pushing the tip of one finger up into Debi's hole until she encountered resistance. Then she began to plunge her finger up and down in Debi's pussy as she played with her clit. The other girls were all watching this, and had begun to play with themselves again as they watched. Then Cindy leaned forward and flicked her tongue at Debi's clit, causing her to jump and the other girls to gasp. Sticking her tongue out again, Cindy began to tease Debi's clit with her tongue, butterflying it against her clit and running it in circles around it while Debi just lay there gasping. Then Cindy indicated that Beth should take her place and moved out of the way. Beth knelt between Debi's legs and hesitantly stuck her tongue out and lightly licked the tip of Debi's clit. Not finding it unpleasant, she continued to lick and tease Debi's clit with her tongue until Cindy stopped her and said that it was someone else's turn. Motioning to Julie, who looked terrified, Cindy encouraged her to take her turn licking Debi's pussy. As she hesitantly crouched between Debi's thighs, Cindy pulled Debi's pussy lips open to make it easier for her. Very slowly Julie began to lick Debi's pussy, not concentrating on the clit like Cindy and Beth had done, but running her tongue up and down the length of her pussy, tracing the lips up one side and down the other. Debi was writing on the bed as Julie licked her. After a couple of minutes, Cindy indicated that Donna should take a turn, and she quickly jumped in between Debi's thighs and immediately licked the entire length of Debi's pussy with her tongue, covering the whole thing. Like a cat she continued to lick her pussy, driving her wild. Then it was Jane's turn. Jane was a shy girl, strawberry blonde, who had never had much to say. Very softly she began to lightly kiss Debi's pussy, occasionally letting her tongue flick out to tease her clit. After a minute she sat up, leaving Debi laying there unsatisfied. Cindy quickly took her place again between Debi's legs and began to lick and tease her pussy with her tongue. The other girls watched in delight as Cindy expertly licked and teased Debi's pussy. Then as Cindy was running her tongue around her hole and rubbing her clit at the same time with a finger, Debi began to writhe in orgasm. Cindy immediately jammed her tongue up into Debi's hole and began to suck on it as she continued to rub her clit as she orgasmed. The other girls watched in amazement as Cindy continued to plunge her tongue in and out of Debi's hole, slurping at the juices that were flowing. Then Debi quit cumming and Cindy finished licking and sucking the cum from her pussy before sitting up, cum smeared all over her face and a satisfied look on hers and Debi's faces. The other girls were silent in amazement. What Cindy had just done paled next to their innocent licking and teasing. When Cindy noticed their faces, she laughed. "You don't know what you just missed," she said. "Debi has a really sweet pussy, I can tell you that, really sweet. We'll find out how sweet yours are as we go on," she added, laughing at the shocked looks on their faces. "What about you, Debi," she asked, "have you ever tasted pussy before?" "No," Debi said, shaking her head. "I didn't even know that girls did that to each other." "Wow, where have you been living?" Cindy chortled. "Well, never mind. Did you like it?" "Oh, yeah, it was real nice," Debi said. "I thought I'd never stop cumming," she added with a big grin. "That was some orgasm." "Well, I think that since everyone helped you to that orgasm, you should repay the favor a little bit to each one of us," Cindy said slyly. "What do you mean?" Debi asked, a little suspiciously. "Well, each of us licked and sucked on you a bit, so you should lick and suck on us a little bit too, don't you think?" As Debi hesitated just a moment before answering, Beth chimed in. "Hey, that's fair," she said. "I wouldn't mind that myself," she laughed, rubbing herself. Everyone else started chiming in that fair was fair and Debi realized that she had no choice. Agreeing as she sat up, Cindy hugged her and gave her a kiss, then lay back on the bed and spread her legs, pulling her pussy open with her hands as she did so. "Go ahead, start with me," she said, teasing her clit with her fingers. As the others gathered around closely to watch, Debi leaned forward between Cindy's legs and brought her face right up to Cindy's red thatched pussy. As she watched Cindy's finger dancing over her own clit, Debi stuck out her tongue and began teasing Cindy's clit with the tip of her tongue. Cindy quickly removed her fingers and Debi began licking and teasing Cindy's clit, every once in a while grasping it between her lips and sucking lightly on it, causing Cindy to moan and twitch as bolts of ecstasy shot through her body. After a couple of minutes of Debi sucking and licking on Cindy's clit, Beth spoke up. "Hey, let someone else have a turn," she said. "You can always go back for seconds." Cindy reluctantly rolled aside as Debi raised her face from her pussy, already juice smeared across her face. As Debi licked her lips, Beth took Cindy's place on the bed and lay back, spreading her legs wide and parting her pussy lips with her hands, spreading her tremendously thick bush of dark curly hair and revealing the moist pink interior of her pussy, her clit sticking out with a slight brown coloring topping it. Bending forward, Debi quickly began to lick and suck on Beth's pussy, this time running her tongue up and down the inner edge of her pussy lips, swirling her tongue around her hole and even teasing her hole with the tip of her tongue. After several minutes, Cindy announced that it was someone else's turn and Beth reluctantly got up, but first hugged and kissed Debi, tasting herself on her mouth as she did so. Cindy pushed Donna over to the bed next and she shyly lay back on the bed and opened her legs, revealing a pussy covered with soft brown hair. As Cindy encouraged her, she opened her pussy with her hands, showing the moist inside. Debi quickly bent forward and began licking and sucking on Donna's pussy, running her tongue all over as she eagerly teased her. Donna was squirming and gasping on the bed as Debi's tongue drove her wild. When Cindy stopped them after a couple of minutes, Donna was actually glad, so overwhelming were the sensations from Debi's tongue. Julie then jumped over to the bed, insisting that it was her turn next. As everyone laughed, she lay back and pulled her pussy open, rubbing her clit as she did so as Debi lowered her face to begin another sucking. She was really getting into it now, running her tongue up Julie's hole as far as she could, sucking on her clit, driving her wild in general. Julie was on the verge of orgasm when Cindy stopped them and said that it was Jane's turn now. As Jane lay back on the bed, blushing deep red to compliment her strawberry blonde coloring, Debi pried her pussy open and began to lustily suck and lick her pussy, sucking and lightly chewing on her little clit, swirling her tongue around in her tight hole, sucking her entire pussy lips into her mouth and lightly chewing on them. Jane was mewling on the bed as Debi assaulted her pussy. After several minutes, Cindy stopped them. Everyone was in a state of extreme agitation, their horniness peaked by the teasing they had just been subjected to. Seeing this, Cindy smiled. "Everyone pair off and lick and suck each other now," she said. "That way you can get as much as you like." With a smile she looked at Debi and crawled between her thighs again, this time hooking her leg over Debi's head and positioning her own pussy right in front of Debi's mouth. By the time she had plunged her tongue back into Debi's sweet pussy, Debi was already sucking and licking her pussy, driving her tongue up into her. The other girls quickly paired off, Beth with Donna and Julie with Jane. The sounds of pussy being sucked filled the bunkhouse. Moans and slurps and sighs filled the air, as did the smell of ripe pussy. After many minutes, one by one they began to cum, the sounds of their orgasm or another, the sound of tongues slurping up all the juices filling the room. Then slowly silence descended on the room as they each fell back in satisfied bliss, their friendship now cemented completely and firmly for the rest of the summer. Slowly, one by one they made their ways back to their respective bunks with many murmured promises of times to come. The next several days were full of activities as everyone in the camp started becoming acquainted with others outside of their own bunkhouses. Debi saw Don every day several times but they only talked briefly about the fun they were having at camp. Don hoped that she had forgotten about their agreement when she stopped mentioning it. Then one day Cindy and Beth pulled Debi aside and told her they wanted to see her brother masturbate again. As they all laughed, Beth said wouldn't it be fun if they could watch a whole bunch of boys doing it at once. Debi said she thought she could talk Don into convincing the boys in his bunkhouse into doing it but she wasn't sure. They all laughed as they talked about the possibilities and ended up with Debi agreeing to talk to Don. When she saw him at lunch, she told him to meet her by the trail around the lake after dinner. He started to protest, then noticed the look in her eyes and knew it was no use. Debi told Cindy and Beth that she was meeting Don after dinner and that she would talk to him then. When dinner was over, Debi wandered down to the trail to wait for Don. After a couple of minutes he showed up and they went walking along the trail around the lake. They talked about the fun they were having as they walked and how much each of them liked the other kids in their bunkhouses. When Don talked about the boys in his house, Debi asked him if all they talked about was girls, just like the girls only talked about the boys. Don laughed as he agreed, saying they talked about little else. Debi joined in laughing as she explained how all the girls were boy crazy. In fact, she added, they're dying to see a bunch of boys naked masturbating. Don jolted to a stop as she said this and looked at her. Before he could say anything, she quickly told him that she wanted him to masturbate for her right now. She explained that all the talk in the bunkhouse had gotten her excited too and that she needed to see him do it again. As Don slowly pulled his cock out from his shorts and began to masturbate, Debi sat on a log right next to him to watch, his cock and hand only six inches from her face. As Don continued to masturbate in front of her Debi took a deep breath. "Don, do you think you could get all of the boys in your bunkhouse to masturbate together so me and the other girls in my bunkhouse could watch?" Don almost choked as she said it, releasing his cock to spring up into the air as he stared at her. "What makes you think they would want to masturbate in front of a bunch of girls anyway?" he asked. "Are you crazy?" "Silly, you don't tell them we're watching," she said. "We'll be hiding to watch." "And where would you suggest this stupid event take place," Don asked, "in the dining hall?" "No," Debi answered, "but you could do it down by the dock at night. Just have a contest to see who can shoot their cum the farthest." "Great," Don exclaimed, "I can just see their faces when I tell them." "Well, bet them that you can shoot yours further than theirs. I know boys like to bet on things like that." "And what good will it do me, or us?" Don asked. "I'll get that pretty red haired girl from my bunkhouse to suck your cock if you do," Debi declared. "Would that do it for you?" "What makes you think she would?" Don snorted in disdain. "Because she told me she's dying to suck someone's cock. She thinks you're cute so I told her I'd arrange it, but only if you have all your friends masturbate where I can watch them," Debi said. "I don't know," Don said. "It sounds impossible and crazy to me." "Well, come here," Debi said, reaching for his cock, which had flagged as they talked. "I'll remind you of how nice it is and you can think about it." With that, Debi grasped Don's cock in her hand and began to squeeze it, which quickly caused it to spring back to its full length. Gently stroking it with one hand and softly rolling his balls in the other hand, Debi leaned forward and stuck her tongue out, teasing the underside of the head of his cock with the tip of her tongue before opening her mouth and letting his cock slide right into her mouth, not stopping until it came up against the back of her throat. Then Debi began to suck his cock in earnest, slurping on it as she sucked, teasing the slit at the end with her tongue, continuing to roll his balls in her hand as she sucked. Don just groaned and threw his head back as his sister sucked his cock, her eagerness almost painful. Then just as he felt his orgasm building, Debi stopped sucking on his cock and sat back on the log and looked at him. "Why did you stop?" he asked, looking down at his swollen, engorged cock straining out from his balls. "Will you get your friends to do it for me?" Debi asked. "Oh, come on," Don said. "Why don't you forget about that." "No," she said. "That's what I want. Either you do it or you have to meet me every day before breakfast and after dinner to masturbate. I'll make you masturbate yourself to death if you don't," Debi threatened. "Well, what about this?" Don asked, indicating his cock. "Finish it yourself if you don't agree," Debi said. "That's your choice." "You're a real nut case," Don said, shaking his head. "I'll try," he said, "but no guarantees. I'll ask them." "You'll convince them, I'm sure," Debi said. "I know you want to have Cindy doing this to you," as she again grasped his cock and sucked it back into her mouth. Don groaned as Debi continued sucking his cock, quickly bringing him again to the brink of orgasm. "You promise?" she asked, stopping her sucking as she asked. "Yes, yes, just finish already," Don pleaded. "All right," Debi said from around his cock as she returned to her sucking. She sucked and teased him and quickly felt him tremble as his orgasm hit him. Greedily sucking on his cock, Debi sucked all of the cum from his cock as he came, gulping it down as fast as he filled her mouth. She continued sucking him for a few moments after he finished cumming, then let his cock go and sat back on the log. "You let me know in the morning, okay?" Debi asked. "If you let me know tomorrow, I'll let you suck me tomorrow night," she offered. "I'll let you know tomorrow," Don said, rearranging himself in his shorts. "You're nuts." "I know," Debi agreed, "but it sure is fun, isn't it?" "Yeah, it sure is," Don laughed, agreeing with her. "I've got to go. I'll see you later," he said, as he took off jogging down the path back towards the camp. Debi slowly began to walk back to the camp, jubilant at having succeeded with Don and at having gotten a mouthful of his cock and cum. As she was walking, suddenly a shadow came out of the woods at her. She muffled her instinctive scream as she realized that it was Cindy. "What are you doing?" Debi asked. "You almost scared me to death." "Would you rather be scared to death or choke to death sucking on your brother's cock?" Cindy asked with a laugh. "What are you talking about?" Debi asked, blushing deep crimson in the dark. "I followed you and saw and heard everything," Cindy said. "I can't believe you suck your brother's cock. Wow!" "You don't understand," Debi pleaded. "It's not like what you think." "The only think I think is I saw you suck your brother's cock and swallow his cum, I don't have to understand. And what do you think you're doing telling him I'd suck his cock?" Cindy demanded. "What right did you have to tell him that?" "I couldn't think of anything else to get him to agree," Debi said. "You heard me. I had to say something." "So you told him I'd suck his cock. Great!" "I thought you'd like to," Debi said lamely, "from the way you talked." "I love sucking cocks," Cindy said, "but I like to pick them myself." "Fine. I'll just go tell him to never mind and we'll never see the other boys masturbating," Debi said. "Would that make you happy?" "You should have asked me first, that's all," Cindy said. "You're right, I'd love to suck his cock. It looked so tasty when you did it." "You can't tell the others, though," Debi pleaded. "I don't want them to know." "I don't know," Cindy said, "I think maybe they should know." "Oh, please, don't tell them," Debi pleaded. "I'll do anything if you'll keep it secret." "Anything?" Cindy inquired. "Yes, anything," Debi agreed. "Well, okay. You have to suck my pussy whenever I want you to for the rest of the summer then," Cindy said. "Fine, fine, just don't tell anyone," Debi pleaded. "I'll do anything." "It's a deal then," Cindy said. "Shake." They shook hands and made their way back to the camp. When they got to their bunkhouse, Cindy announced that Debi had succeeded in getting Don to try to get the boys in his bunkhouse to masturbate all together so that they could watch. While everyone was cheering and congratulating Debi, Cindy quietly undressed and straddled a chair, her legs spread and her pussy open. "Debi, come eat my pussy," Cindy demanded. The other girls gasped in astonishment as they heard this. They looked first at Cindy sitting with her pussy wide open, then to Debi who was just standing there with her mouth open. "Well, what are you waiting for, I want you to eat my pussy," Cindy insisted. As the other girls watched in amazement, Debi sank to her knees in front of Cindy and bent forward and began to lick and suck her pussy. The other girls were absolutely silent as they stood there and watched Debi slurping in Cindy's pussy, running her tongue all over and up and down and in and out of her hole as she sucked her. Some of the other girls were rubbing themselves as they watched Debi sucking Cindy's pussy. Cindy's eyes were closed as she enjoyed Debi's tongue dancing in her pussy, turning her on. After several minutes, Cindy began to groan as Debi's tongue took its toll on her. Then she moaned loudly as her orgasm swept over her body and she sent juices gushing from her pussy onto Debi's eagerly lapping tongue. Debi happily sucked up all the juices from Cindy's pussy before rising from her knees and standing, cum smeared across her face. Summer Camp "That was great," Cindy said. "Thanks," as she rose and went to her bunk and crawled in. "I'll bet I sleep great now." The other girls stared at Debi in astonishment as she stood there. Debi explained that she had lost a bet with Cindy and that the price was to suck her pussy whenever she wanted. The other girls' eyes widened as they comprehended what Debi was telling them, then began to laugh. "I'd like someone to lick and suck my pussy, too," Beth lamented. "Anyone interested?" "I'll do it if you'll do it to me too," Jane said shyly, blushing furiously. "I really liked the way it felt," she added. Everyone laughed as they went over to one of the bunks and undressed, falling into a 69 as they began to lick and suck each other. Donna gave Julie a look and said why not and they too went over to a bunk and were quickly involved in sucking each other's pussies. Only Debi had no one to suck her pussy. She rubbed herself through her shorts and went over to Cindy's bunk. "Cindy, will you do me?" Debi asked, rubbing herself. "Oh, I think I'll wait until tomorrow and watch your brother suck your pussy," Cindy whispered. "That way you'll have that much more cum built up for him to suck." Debi stared at her in astonishment as she realized that Cindy meant to follow her again the next day when she met with Don. Reluctantly she went to her own bunk and masturbated until she went to sleep to the sounds of everyone else sucking each other's pussies. The next day went like all the others, full of activities and fun. Debi reminded Don during the lunch period that he was to meet her after dinner down by the trail. When Don finally showed up later after dinner, Debi tugged his arm, pulling him along the trail. When they got to the area that they had used before, Debi turned to him. "I'll tell you what," she said, "you can have a choice this time. You can either masturbate or you can suck my pussy. What's your choice?" "I'm ready for a change," Don said with a laugh. "I'll suck your pussy for you. Go on, let's see it," he said. Debi smiled broadly as she stepped out of her shorts and underwear, then lay on her back on the ground, using her clothes as a ground cover. Drawing her knees up and apart, she pulled her pussy lips apart, exposing the moist inside to Don, who had already dropped to his knees between her legs. Bending forward, Don dragged his tongue up and down her pussy, slurping on her clit and sliding his tongue up into her hole and sucking. Debi was moaning and writhing on the ground in delight, loving the feel of his tongue all over her pussy. She groaned as Don lightly chewed her pussy lips in his teeth, then sucked her clit between his lips and sucked on it, teasing the end of it with his tongue. Then Debi began humping her hips into his face as she began to cum, feeling wave after wave of excitement shoot through her body as Don continued to tease her clit as he slurped up her juices as they cascaded from her pussy. When Debi finished cumming and Don finished licking and sucking all of the juices from her pussy, he sat back on his heels, pussy juice smeared all over his face which had a broad smile spread across it. "How was that?" he asked, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "Just great," Debi said. "It's never been better. Do you like it too?" "Yeah, actually I do," Don answered. "It tastes really nice and it's fun making you cum." "Umm, I sure love to cum," Debi agreed. "But, hey, did you get your friends to agree? I almost forgot to ask you I wanted you to suck my pussy so bad," she said. "Will they do it?" "I think so," Don said. "I sort of brought the idea up and there was a lot of laughing and stuff, but I think they'd really like to do it. I just need to convince them a little more." "I know you can do it," Debi said. "You just keep after them. Don't you want Cindy to suck your cock?" "You know I do," Don answered hotly. "I can't just order them to all masturbate on the dock, you know. They have to want to do it." "Here, I'll give you a little incentive to convince them," Debi said. Let me suck your cock for you now," she said. "Come on, pull it out. You've made me hungry." With a laugh Don pulled his cock from his shorts and stood there while Debi knelt in front of him and began to lick and suck his cock, fondling his balls at the same time. Don's cock quickly grew to its full size and Debi really started to bob up and down on it, slathering her tongue all over it and licking his balls too. Suddenly they heard a rustling in the bushes behind them and they jumped, Debi still holding Don's cock in her hand. They heard more rustling of the bushes and then out of nowhere Cindy was standing in front of them, her hands on her hips and a big smile on her face. "I thought I was going to be the one to suck his cock," she said, as Debi and Don just stared at her in shock. "You got your pussy sucked, now I'll suck his cock," she added, moving towards them. Don just stood there in shock, his cock sticking straight out in front of him as Cindy moved over and wrapped her hand around his cock, pushing Debi's away. Before anyone could say anything, she had bent forward and had sucked his cock into her mouth and was sucking him. Debi stumbled to her feet and stood there watching as Cindy sucked Don's cock, while Don just stood there with his mouth open, unable to do anything but enjoy it. Cindy was really getting into Don's cock, licking it all over, softly sucking his balls one at a time into her mouth to lightly suck on them, teasing the slit at the end of his cock with her tongue and sucking his entire cock into her mouth, the whole thing disappearing down her throat. Don started to moan as Cindy worked on his cock, bobbing up and down, trying to suck his life out through the little slit in the end. Then Don's legs stiffened as his orgasm began shooting out of his cock, into Cindy's greedy, sucking mouth. His balls constricted as Cindy kept milking cum from his cock as she swallowed. Finally there was no more and Cindy let his cock go, standing up as she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. "Yummy," she said. "That was great. I just love to suck cocks and eat the cum. Well, who does a better job, your sister or me?" Cindy asked Don. With both of them glaring at him, Don had only one answer. "You both do it so differently. They're both great," he said. Cindy laughed. "Smart answer. But you get your friends to agree and I'll suck your cock for you again and even let you suck my pussy, too. That way you won't have to suck your sister's." "I like Debi's pussy," Don said sheepishly. "And you don't like mine?" Cindy demanded. "I don't know. I'm sure I will," Don answered. "Didn't Debi tell you how sweet my pussy is?" Cindy purred. "No," Don answered, looking puzzled. "Well, look," Cindy said, pulling her shorts down and running her finger in between her pussy lips as he stared in amazement. "Doesn't that look sweet?" "Yeah, it does," Don agreed, not taking his eyes off of her fiery red pussy. "Come suck my pussy, Debi, show him what he's missing," Cindy said. As Don's mouth dropped open and his eyes bulged out, Debi blushed. "Come on, Debi, you know the deal," Cindy said, smiling as she saw the disbelief on Don's face. As Don turned to look at her again, Debi blushed but fell to her knees in front of Cindy and pushed her face into her pussy. Don stood there in shock as he watched Cindy hold her pussy lips open and he could see Debi's tongue flitting to and fro in Cindy's pussy. Debi felt her face burning with embarrassment as she began to suck and lick Cindy's pussy in front of Don, but she knew she had no choice. After several minutes, she almost forgot about him standing there as she started really getting into sucking Cindy's pussy. Pulling her down on the ground, Debi pushed her knees up to her chest as she began fucking Cindy's hole with her tongue, plunging it in and out of her hole as she sucked her. Don was squeezing and rubbing his cock as he watched his sister sucking Cindy's pussy. This was really exciting. Then Cindy began to moan and groan as her orgasm began to shake her. She clutched at Debi's hair, holding her face into her pussy as she spasmed in orgasm. Don could hear Debi's tongue struggling to keep up with the juices flooding from Cindy's pussy as she continued to suck her as she came. Then Cindy lay still as Debi finished licking the last of her cum from her pussy, then sat back on her heels, cum smeared across her face. "So, do you think my pussy looks sweet now?" Cindy purred at Don, dragging her fingers through her pussy. "Do you think you'd like to do that for me?" "You bet," Don said, "I'd love it." "Well, you just get the rest of the boys in your group to agree and it'll be your face there while I'm sucking on your cock again. Just think of it." "They'll agree," Don said, "Just leave it to me." "Oh, we will," Cindy said. "And don't worry, your secret's safe with me," she added, looking from Don to Debi. "I won't tell anyone what I know. Debi and I have our deal." They all then fumbled into their clothes and made there way back to the camp, where Cindy grabbed Don's cock through his shorts as they split up and kissed him, wishing him luck. As they walked to their own bunkhouse, Debi blew up at Cindy. "What did you think you were doing?" she asked. "How could you do that?" "Oh, calm down," Cindy said. "It's not the end of the world. I thought it would help to give him more incentive. I don't care what you two do together. I wish I had a brother I could have learned from instead of letting all the boys on the block do whatever they wanted with me. I've been getting gang-banged since I was twelve," she said. "It's fun to pick someone instead of just having a bunch of guys grab you and do whatever they want." "Why do you let them?" Debi asked, incredulous. "Why don't you go to the police?" "Well, I only really mind at first," Cindy said. "I really do love to suck cocks and fucking is even better. Once they get started I can usually wear them out." "I'm sorry," Debi said. "Nobody should have to get used to anything like that." "Well, that's the way it is until I move away from that neighborhood," Cindy said, "so I'll make the best of it." The next day Don came up to Debi and Cindy at lunch and told them that everything was going to be okay. He told them that he would have all of them down at the dock after dinner. Debi hugged him and told him not to worry, that they would be well hidden. She and Cindy were giggling as they went back to their group to tell them. They were all laughing and giggling for the rest of the day as they waited for dinner to arrive. After what seemed forever, dinner was served and they all ate, trying not to look over to the table where Don sat with his bunk mates. Then after the dinner was finished, the girls quickly ran down to the lake by the dock and hid in the trees that came right down to the water. After several minutes they heard the voices of the boys as they came tramping down to the dock. Holding their breaths as to not make any noise, they watched as the boys all made their way onto the dock, first checking to make sure that they hadn't been followed. They could hear Don explaining that they all had to do it at once and that the person who could shoot his cum the farthest was the winner. When one of the boys asked what the winner got, to the laughs of all the others, Don said that he would get one of the girls from the camp to suck the winners cock for him. The other boys all laughed as they began to brag about how far they were going to shoot their cum. The girls watched in silence as the boys one by one pulled their cocks from their shorts. They were all different, even one that wasn't circumcised. Trying not to burst out laughing, they watched as the boys began to play with themselves, struggling to get their cocks hard. After several minutes of very ragged breathing, several of the cocks were hard, sticking out in front of the boys as they massaged them and stroked themselves. Then finally all six of them were masturbating together on the edge of the dock. The girls were all wide-eyed as they watched the six cocks being stroked. Then suddenly one of the boys gave a loud groan and they saw a stream of white cum go shooting from the end of his cock into the lake. A couple of the other boys laughed, but then were silent as they each concentrated on masturbating. Then another boy began to cum and another stream of cum went arcing through the air into the lake. Then suddenly two of them began to cum and there were two streams of cum shooting through the air and then a third. Finally the last one came and all they heard was the panting breath of the boys as they stood there, drained from their efforts. Then they started arguing about who had shot their cum the farthest. After a minute they all agreed that a boy named James had been the winner and they all congratulated him. Don said that he'd find a girl to suck his cock for him and they all laughed as they trooped back to their bunkhouse. The girls then came out of the trees onto the dock and looked into the water where the boys had cum but couldn't see anything. As they were walking back to their bunkhouse, Jane asked. "What was that about the winner getting his cock sucked by a girl?" "I don't know," Debi answered, "that was the first time that I heard anything like that." "I wonder who he was talking about?" Jane wondered. "Well, since Debi got them to do it," Cindy said, "she should be the one to suck his cock for him." "But it was your idea to get them to do it at all," Debi protested. "You should suck his cock." "I'd love to," Cindy said. "I'd suck just about any cock I could right now, but I think you should be the one. What do you all think?" "I don't care which one of you does it," Donna said. "I don't know how." They all laughed at this and Jane and Julie chimed in that they had no idea either how to do it. After discussing it for awhile, they agreed that Debi would talk to Don and then they would decide. The next day Debi pulled Don aside at lunch. "What were you thinking when you told the boys that one of the girls would suck the winner's cock?" she asked. "I had to promise them something," Don replied. "You saw how well it worked." "Yeah, it was fun," Debi laughed. "I liked it when three of them were cumming at once. That was really neat." "I thought I was going to die laughing every time that I thought of you and your friends watching us from the trees. That's why I stood on the far end of the dock." "Well, aren't you smart," Debi laughed. "But that doesn't solve our problem. What are we going to do?" "Well, I get to suck Cindy's pussy now, don't I?" Don asked. "So when I come for my prize, I'll bring James and Cindy can bring another girl to suck his cock." "I'll have to talk to them about that," Debi said. "They really freaked out when they heard you say that." "Well, let me know at dinner, then," Don said. "Okay, see you then." Debi then rejoined her friends for the rest of lunch. After lunch they all talked during their hike for the afternoon and Debi told them what Don had said. She also explained that Cindy had agreed privately to let Don suck her pussy if he convinced the rest of the boys to masturbate for them. The other girls gasped as they heard this, jealous that Cindy was getting a boy to suck her pussy while they only had each other. Then the talk turned to who was going to suck James' cock. Because Donna, Julie and Jane had no idea how to do it, and Beth said that she had seen it done, it left only Beth and Debi to suck James' cock. It didn't take much to decide that Debi was going to do it. Debi didn't know how to tell Don, so when she saw him at dinner, she told him to go to their clearing along the lake trail and to blindfold James and have him stand there with his cock out of his pants. Don laughed as he pictured this, but promised to be there with him after dinner. After dinner, Debi, Cindy and the rest of the girls hurried to the little clearing and hid themselves in the trees to watch. Very shortly they heard Don and James coming down the trail. When they got to the clearing, Don pulled out a strip of cloth and tied it around James' eyes as James pulled his cock from his pants and stood there, occasionally giggling as he waited. Then Cindy silently stepped out of the trees and tiptoed over to Don, surprising him. Motioning him to be quiet, she silently slipped her shorts off and lay on her back on the ground, spreading her pussy open to him as she did so. Don immediately dove into her pussy, plunging his tongue deep into her hole as he began to slurp at her pussy. At the same time, Debi silently crept from the trees and softly reached out and grabbed James' cock, causing him to jump completely off the ground. Don tried to raise his head as he heard her, but Cindy kept it pinned securely between her thighs so as not to let him see. Debi began to cautiously lick the head of James' cock, which caused it to immediately spring to its full size, which was a little thicker than Don's. As she continued to lick his cock and fondle his balls, she could hear Don's tongue dancing in Cindy's pussy and hear her thrashing about on the ground. Returning her attention to James' cock, Debi began to let it slide into her mouth all the way to her throat, sucking it and teasing it with her tongue as she fondled his balls at the same time. She could feel his cock expanding as he built towards orgasm and she bobbed up and down with even more conviction, trying to get him to cum. Suddenly his cock jerked as it began spewing cum into Debi's mouth. She swallowed as fast as she could, but could barely keep up with the copious load which James deposited in her mouth. When she had finished sucking the last of his cum from the end of his cock, she quickly stood up, gave him a quick kiss on the mouth and melted back into the trees. He stood there for a moment with the blindfold still over his eyes, listening to Don sucking Cindy's pussy. Then reaching up, he pulled the blindfold down and looked around, stopping when he got to where Don was driving his tongue up into Cindy's cunt. He moved over closer to them to watch, and Cindy opened her eyes and saw him. A big smile spread across her face as she watched his face as she gripped Don's head in her hands and held him firmly in her pussy, which was the only place he wanted to be at the moment. James just stared as Don's tongue drove Cindy wild, who never took her eyes from him. Then he saw her eyes glaze as she stiffened and he heard Don slurping up the juices that were flowing from her pussy as she orgasmed. When she stopped cumming, she released Don's head and let him sit up, where he noticed James standing right next to them. "Hey, you were supposed to wear the blindfold," Don said. "I did, until I came and the girl sucking me disappeared," James said. "Then I took it off and watched you two." "Well, you were supposed to keep it on," Don said. "Oh, I don't mind," Cindy said, tugging her shorts on. "An audience just turns me on even more. Maybe you'll get to suck me next time, James," Cindy said, giving him a sly glance. "Would you like that?" "I sure would," James said. "It looks like fun." "Oh, it is, I assure you," Cindy said. "Isn't it, Don?" "There's nothing like it," Don agreed. "But we'd better get back. We'll see you later," he said as he and James began to go back up the trail to the camp. After they had been gone for a couple of minutes, Debi and the rest of the girls came out of the trees and joined Cindy. They were all excited at having seen Debi sucking James' cock and swallowing his cum and at watching Cindy being sucked by Debi's brother while James watched them. When they got back to the bunkhouse, they all quickly stripped their clothes off and paired off together and soon the only sounds that could be heard were those of tongues in pussies. Summer Camp I had grown up with Daniel, a close friend of mine, not even a year younger than I. (I was 18). We had went to movies together, played football together, done everything together, but not once had I ever thought of him as more than a friend. Our mothers had decided that year to send us both to summer camp, as my mother was having marital problems and needed time to reconcile with my dad, and she offered to pay for Daniel to come with me, which was bonus, as I didn't really want to spend all summer with complete strangers. He was happy to go with me, not having too many opportunities as his family wasn't getting by well at all financially. In fact when I asked him, his eyes lit up and he started packing right away. My mother dropped us both off, gave us hugs and sent us on our way to catch the bus. We spent most of the time on the bus playing cards, and joking around as usual. As luck would have it, we got to be in the same cabin. Each cabin held four guys, and a counsellor. Now you might think we were a little old for a summer camp, but this camp was geared towards art, literature, and for fun, sports. Our counsellor Gary was neat. He would let us smoke, drink and whatever we wanted as long as we stayed in the cabin and no one else found out about it. So this is how we spent most nights. One night however, Daniel and I decided to take a walk to see if we could find anything interesting, like a snake or multicoloured frog, anything out of the normal. We walked for a bit, not talking much, mostly just looking around. Daniel sat down on the steps of an old abandoned cabin and started tying his shoe laces. I sat on the step next to him, and watched him. Now, I had never considered myself bisexual by any stretch of the imagination, so it surprised me quite a bit when I watched Daniel, admiring his form as he tied his laces. And for the first time in 18 years, I saw him... really saw him. He had waist long dark hair, and beautiful green eyes. The type of green that even a cat would envy. When he turned and smiled at me, it melted me. I smiled like an idiot back at him, and he started talking about his ex-girlfriend, and the problems he was having with her. I didn't hear anything he was saying, all that kept running through my mind was that I wanted to have him, and had to... Daniel looked up at me again, and before I could stop myself I leaned over and kissed him. He jerked back and stared at me as if I were a martian or something. "Damian what the hell?" "I'm sorry, I don't know what got into me" I stammered and looked down, staring at the ground, knowing I had just lost my best friend, for sure. Daniel sat there quiet for a minute, not saying anything, and I just sat there, paralized and amazed at my own stupidity. "No, it's alright." Daniel said. Then I felt his fingers under my chin lifting my face up to look at him, and he smiled. "Dude, don't worry about it." I felt a tear slide down my cheek slowly, and a look of sadness passed over his face. Daniel leaned over and kissed it away, gently, then looked into my eyes. He smiled and leaned forward again, brushing his lips against mine softly. "I've wanted you for such a long time, Damian." I was shocked to say the least but I let him kiss me again, this time sliding my hands along his shoulders and up behind his neck. He caressed my back and kissed me, his tongue sliding in and out of my mouth and I loved the feeling of it, completely. Daniel jerked my shirt out of my jeans and slid his hands under it, along my chest, and I let out a sigh, biting into his neck lightly. He pulled my shirt off completely and licked my chest, running his tongue across my stomach. I leaned back, enjoying the feel of it, and I felt my zipper being pulled down. I looked down and he undid the button and pulled my jeans and boxers off in one movement. Daniel wrapped his fingers around my cock squeezing slightly, and licked the head, causing me to moan. Licking all around the shaft, he slid it into his mouth, sucking hard. I buried my fingers in his hair and leaned back against the wall, never wanting it to end. It just felt so good... I could feel myself getting close to cumming so I pulled back and he let me go. "That was fucking amazing. Have you done that before?" I asked, thinking that he had to have, no guy could be that good the first time. "No, you're the first one" Daniel blushed. "Why didn't you let me finish? I liked it." "I want to return the favor" I said and smiled at him. Pushing Daniel back on the steps I yanked down his shorts and boxers, leaving his cock fully erect and standing straight up. I took it in my hand, enjoying the feel of it, never having touched another man's cock before in my life. I stroked it a few times, to which he moaned quietly, then slid it into my mouth. Wrapping my tongue around it, and licking up and down the shaft, I loved the taste. This was far better than any of the girls I had been with. I was enjoying this completely, feeling his cock slide in and out between my lips, and I was at it for a good little while before Daniel tapped my shoulder, and pulled away from me. "I don't want to cum yet" he said between breaths, smiling. He pushed me onto my back and straddled me, his cock hanging above my face, and started to suck mine again. I laid in the grass, moaning uncontrollably, before taking his cock into my mouth again, sucking harder than the first time and stroking it fast. Daniel started fucking my mouth slowly, then a bit faster, and I gladly did the same. Soon we were fucking each other's mouths like crazed rabbits, oblivious to the rest of the world, only paying attention to each other and the passion we held together. It wasn't long before I felt him tense up and he took his mouth off my cock long enough to say "I'm gonna cum Dami..." To this, I sucked harder, stroking him fast. I took my mouth off and said "Cum for me Dan baby!" I got my mouth back over his cock just in time to catch the first bit, swallowing hungrily, as he moaned my name loudly. His legs were shaking as he calmed down a bit, then he turned and kneeled between my legs, taking my cock into his mouth and sucking hard. I couldn't last any longer, as I felt tidal waves of pleasure rip through me, I grabbed the back of his head, pushing my hips up and forcing my whole cock down his throat. He grabbed my ass and held my cock in his throat while I came, and I had never felt anything so good in my life. When I finally started going limp, he crawled up beside me and kissed me, tasting himself in my mouth, and smiled at me. "This is going to be one hell of a summer, Damian" he smiled and cuddled up to me, and we fell asleep in the grass. Summer Camp Many different skills are learned at summer camp. Some learn how to play sports, others how to weave baskets. My experience was a bit different. It was at a small, artsy summer camp in the woods of Connecticut that I explored my bisexuality. I knew I was bi before my third summer at camp, and when I arrived was ready to meet anyone, male or female, who might satisfy my curiosity. And I met Sarah. She was a little sprite of a girl - very short, with long red hair, a body that suited her petite frame but had surprisingly large breasts, and the most intoxicating smell. Even now, just remembering the way she smelled makes me wet. She had recently discovered her attraction to women, too, and was happy to join me in my exploration. We went to a dance together, and I remember it was my first time grinding with anyone. I was bigger than her, and held her delicate frame close to me, my arm easily wrapped around her waist as our hips rubbed up against each other. After what seemed like hours of dancing together, I walked her back to her bunk. I was trying to be respectful, but was dying for a kiss. I leaned towards her, bending down to her slightly so I could take in the scent of her hair. She took my hand and grinned up at me, "Wanna come in for a little bit?" I nodded and tried to seem aloof, "Yeah, that would be cool." I followed her into her room, sitting on the lower bed of the bunk bed, our fingers interlaced, smiling shyly at each other. A lock of hair fell into her face, and I used the opportunity to brush it out of the way, as I leaned in and kissed her gently. Her lips yielded to mine; it felt like we were melting into each other. Soon, we heard voices, and the evening bells, and knew it was time to part, bedtime at camp. We kissed goodnight, and I joined the crowds of girls going from one room to another as they shared last pieces of gossip and plans for tomorrow on their way back to their beds. The next day, I met with her for breakfast, and we spent the whole day talking, laughing, sharing jokes and secrets as we got to know each other. Sarah was so innocent, looking up at me with doe eyes, and yet she was completely comfortable with whatever I would do with her. It was soon common knowledge that we were very close; we were almost always holding hands, except when I had my arm around her or she was sitting in my lap. Once the sun set, we would sneak off together, kissing in the bushes, our tongues caressing each other. Soon we were relaxed enough to try more, our hands running over each other's breasts. She would squeal when I pinched her nipple, and then take mine in her mouth to nibble on it. Her soft flesh was irresistible to me, I always wanted my hands on her, feel her yield to my every desire. Yet, every night we had to part ways and go back to our own beds in separate rooms shared by other girls, nice girls, but not the one I wanted. Then one night, after returning late from brushing my teeth, the lights in my room were off. I could hear the other girls sighing softly in their sleep, and so I quietly slipped into bed. I almost jumped back out when I realized that my bed wasn't empty, until I realized that it was Sarah. She had snuck into my room, and was now lying in my bed, completely naked. I held her close to me for a few moments, and then we started kissing. Our tongues played in each other's mouths, and I squeezed gently on her breast as I took her tender little bud between my thumb and index finger, tweaking it slightly to make her gasp. She nuzzled against my neck, sucking and biting on my tender flesh, making me writhe with arousal as she left her mark on me. I ran my hand gently down her flat, smooth stomach, caressing her soft flesh from her midsection all the way down her inner thigh. She moaned softly, thrusting her hips towards me. I grinned at her, "My bunk mates are sleeping, you'll have to be quiet, pixie." She nodded and bit her lip as I started to stroke over her smooth mound, my finger sliding easily into her slit. "You're soaking wet!" I whispered, "You really want me, don't ya?" She blushed slightly, then hissed back, "Well, you want me, too!" She pulled my flimsy nightgown up slightly, and slid a finger into my juicy entry. I bucked my hips against her hand, wanting her deeper inside me. All too soon, she removed her finger, and, still wet with my fluids, brought it to her lips before sucking it into her mouth. I rolled on top of her, pressing my lips to hers, probing her mouth with my tongue so I could taste what she was tasting. Then, I took her tiny wrists in my hand and held them above her head as I started to work my way down her delicate body. Starting by kissing and sucking on her neck, I soon elicited sighs and moans, her body writhing as pleasure moved through her and she was forced to stay quiet. Slowly, I licked my way down to her soft orbs, nibbling gently on the sensitive, rosy buds. Flicking my tongue over her nipple, I brought my hand down to her nether lips, sliding easily into her entry. Continuing to work her slick cunt with my hand, I slowly kissed and licked my way down to her hairless mound. My tongue found her clit, and made her body jump with the overwhelming pleasure. I found her taste and smell completely intoxicating; this was the source of that aroma that had hypnotized me from the beginning. I lapped greedily at her juices while penetrating her with my fingers. Her gasps and moans became harder to conceal, as she grew closer to climax. As her body writhed, I felt the walls of that sweet pussy squeeze tight around my fingers. I continued to suck her cunt until her spasms passed, then kissed my way back up her body, until our tongues mingled once again. I held her close to me; her small frame nestled easily in the crook of my arm. Our breathing fell into pace with each other, as her heartbeat finally slowed down. I was still wet, and knew it would be hard for me to fall asleep, but I also knew that she wasn't ready yet - but that she would be soon. She nuzzled her face against my neck, falling asleep in my arms as her sweet aroma wafted over me. I lay there for hours, savoring the feel of her body against mine as she slept, living through the many fantasies of what we had in store with each other, the many orgasms still yet to come... Summer Camp Jeremy's head jerked as the bus bounced over another bump in the road. There was no way that he was going to be able to get any sleep. He pushed aside the bag that he was using for a pillow. More laughter drifted from the back of the bus. Karl had probably told another one of his retarded jokes. "Dude, how can you be sleeping when we're wasting our last days as seniors?" muttered his best friend Nick. Jeremy glared over the back of his seat. "Maybe I'm not as excited about it as you are." "What's there not to be excited about? You're getting into a way better college then I am." "Just ignore him, Nick," said Nicole from where she was sitting next to her boyfriend. "Seriously Jeremy! You need to get over Ashley. That was almost a year ago and you've been moping way too much."Jeremy grunted and turned around. Nick leaned over the back of his seat, "Dude, you've had lots of chances to hook up with someone this year. Ashley was cool and everything, but Nicole's right. Get over the past and try to enjoy camp. This'll be the last time we get to go, so you need to fuckin' lighten up!" He laughed and slapped Jeremy's head. Jeremy winced and lightly rubbed his scalp. "Don't worry about it. I'm fine!" He turned around and grinned at Nick. "Seriously! I'm going to have fun, because if I don't then you'll be all over my ass for two weeks and then you won't have any fun." Nick sat back and laughed, "That's my boy!" Nicole giggled and snuggled closer to Nick. "Don't worry, Jeremy. I know you've probably heard it all before, but there are lots of cool girls out there and you'll find someone that'll make you forget all about Ashley. Don't sweat it," she said with a smile. Jeremy turned back around and stared at the front of the bus. "Dude, if you need some help with getting your groove back, I could always let you date my sister for five bucks," laughed Nick. "Shut up, Nick! I heard that!" yelled Sandy from the back of the bus. "Nick silently winced. "On second thought, you probably wouldn't want her..." he muttered. "She can be a hormonal bitch sometimes!" he yelled toward the back of the bus. A backpack narrowly missed his head before it landed in the seat next to Jeremy. Jeremy whirled around in time to see Nick's sister Sandy moving towards them. She briskly boxed Nick's ear before looking down at Jeremy. I'm sorry, Jeremy," she said with a little smile. "My brother can be such an ASSHOLE sometimes!" She glared down at Nick before she made her way back to her seat. Nick sat up and peered after his sister. He turned and grinned at Jeremy. "See what I was saying?" he said as he pointed at the back of the bus. "Don't let her looks deceive you. She's freakin' evil!" He gave another quick glance to see if she had heard him. Jeremy stared after Sandy. Nick was right, she looked pretty good. Sandy had shoulder length brunette hair with a really pretty face. She had a large B-cup and her ass looked really good in those low-rise jeans. His thoughts were interrupted when Mr. Peterson stood up and clapped his hands loudly. "I need you all to get back to your original seats and get your crap together. We'll be in Westwood Falls in about fifteen minutes," he said in a booming voice. The bus was quickly filled with people maneuvering around each other, trying to find their stuff. Jeremy gripped his bag and made room for Stewart to slide in next to him. He took one look at Stewart's face and busted out laughing. Stewart gave him an annoyed look. "What the fuck are you laughing at?" "Is Trisha wearing glitter lipstick?" Jeremy asked when he finally got his laughter under control. "Maybe. Why?" said Stewart with a glare. "Because you've fucking got it all over your face!" yelled Nick from behind them. The whole row busted out laughing, and Stewart whirled around to glare at everyone before he settled down to wipe his cheek. The bus kicked up gravel as it wound its way up the path to the top of the mountain. They passed a wooden sign that read, "Westwood Falls: 1 mile". "Nick, can you smell the air?" squealed Nicole as she gripped Nick's arm tighter. "I haven't smelled pine trees in so long!" Nick glanced at the trees rolling by and smiled down at his girlfriend. "Yeah babe, I can smell it. This is going to be an awesome vacation." He leaned over and slapped Jeremy's arm. "Think about it. We could be with all the other losers at school taking exams!" He leaned back and made a grand gesture with his arms. "Instead we're on a bus getting ready to enjoy two weeks of whatever we want." Jeremy smiled. "You don't have to talk me into it. Remember I already told you that I was going to have a good time." "I know, but I just wanted to make sure that you know." Jeremy sighed. This was shaping up to be a long two weeks. The bus came in sight of a wood cabin style lodge that was nestled in the foothills of Mount Hermit. "We're here!" Nicole whispered excitedly. People stood up as the bus came to a stop in front of the main building. "Alright kids, grab your gear and make your way to the front," yelled Mr. Peterson. "Jackson, close that back door!" he roared, pointing at Karl. Too late, kids started piling out of both the front and back doors of the bus. Mr. Peterson shook his head in defeat. It was definitely going to be a long two weeks for him. It took a few minutes for everybody to get their things gathered next to the bus. "Alright, I need everybody to come over here for a minute," yelled Mr. Peterson. The kids made their way back to the bus and gathered in a small circle around him. "First of all, you know why you're here and I want to thank everybody for putting in the effort to score well on their SAT. I'll have to admit that we set the score pretty high to win this trip and I didn't think that so many of you would step up the plate. On behalf of the faculty and all of your teachers, congratulations," he said with a big smile. The kids looked around at each other with small grins. "Now that you are here, you need to know that this is not a do-whatever-you-want event. We have things organized for the time that we're here, and we do have rules." He paused and met a few eyes. "I expect you all to behave like you are still in school, because you ARE." He paused to emphasize the last word. "This place is your temporary home and I expect you to treat it as such. Don't think that just because you made it that you are entitled to stay here and participate in what we have planned. You can be sent home just as quickly as you got here. Is that understood?" He was answered by nodding heads and a few muffled, "Yes Sir's". "Good, now that we got that part out of the way, I need you all to line up to get your room keys." The kids formed a rough line and silently received their room assignments. Jeremy was sharing a room with Nick and they both grabbed their bags and made their way toward the boy's section of the lodge. The lodge included a main dining hall with cabins surrounding it. There was a meeting area upstairs above the dining hall and there were small game rooms off to the side with table tennis and billiards. Each cabin held three two-person rooms. The designated "boys" cabins were on the east side of the lodge and the "girls" cabins were located on the west side. "Dude, we're going to set up a Halo game in our cabin as soon as we're unpacked," said Nick gesturing to his bag. "Todd and Danny are in the room right next to ours, and Stewart and Travis are in the other one. We've got three Xboxes and I brought all the stuff to set up the link between our rooms." Jeremy nodded, but his mind wasn't really on playing games. He set his bag on the bed and took a look around the room. The beds were parallel to each other and there was a small entertainment center in front of them with an ancient color TV sitting on it. At least each room had its own bathroom. There was a small lamp sitting on a coffee table near the door. Nick set his bag on his bed and walked immediately to the TV. "Good god this is an old piece of shit!" he growled. He twisted the TV around to glower at the back. "We're lucky dude. For a second I didn't think we'd be able to hook up the Xbox," he said with obvious relief. "Does Nicole ever get pissed that you play that thing so much?" asked Jeremy as he sat down to take off his shoes. "Sometimes," answered Nick. "Actually she'd be pretty pissed if she knew that I brought it with me." He looked up at Jeremy with mischief on his face. "But, the rule that girls can't come into the guys cabins is actually going to save my ass for once." They both laughed at the irony. Jeremy lay on the bed and grabbed the schedule that Mr. Peterson had issued them. "Hey, according to this we're supposed to meet at the dining room for dinner in ten minutes." "Ten minutes? How're we supposed to have time to unpack?" asked Nick. "I guess we'll have to finish unpacking when we get back from dinner." "I'll be back in a second. I'm going to go tell the guys that we'll have to wait until later to do the Halo thing," said Nick as he headed for the door. Jeremy nodded. He lay on the bed and thought about Ashley. They had been sort of an item when they were juniors. He had played football and she had been a cheerleader. He smiled at how stereotypical their relationship had been. Now that he was thinking back on it, the whole thing had been pretty shallow. It had really been a stupid high school crush that was more about status than love. Even so, he still missed having her around. Actually the whole thing had kind of burned him. The whole time that they were together she had kept her eyes on other things and the moments of attention that he received were not much to speak of. "What was I thinking," he thought to himself. He rolled over and stared at the door for a few seconds. Nick came bursting through. "Come on, we've got to hustle or we'll be late," he said. Nick put his fingers on his temples and squeezed his eyes shut. "My intuition tells me that my twin sister won't be late and that if I don't want to look like the bad twin, then I should probably not get into trouble so soon." Jeremy threw a pillow at him. "What are you talking about? Everybody already knows that you're the bad twin," he said with a grin. "No sir, I do believe that you're confusing "bad" with "older". I'm the older twin which means that I have the advantage of experience. And my experience is telling me that we need to run or we'll be late." Jeremy stood up. "Older my ass! You're like an hour older and I'm pretty sure that your sister has experienced things that you couldn't dream of." "I beg to differ. My sister has been with like one guy that I know of. So that would mean that I am much more experienced," said Nick in a solemn tone. Jeremy shook his head and walked past him toward the dining room. Nick hurried to catch up with him. Dinner was much better than Jeremy had expected. The dining room was set up comfortably with small round tables and a waiting staff that brought them their food. After dinner they were told that they were free to enjoy some discretionary time until lights out. Nick took the opportunity to hurry back for his game of Halo and Jeremy decided to go upstairs to see what the recreation room looked like. The main room was fairly large and had several couches spread out inside of it. The back wall was a big window that allowed you to look out over the mountains and enjoy nature. Most of the furniture was set up to compliment the log cabin feeling. Jeremy wandered over to where a group of kids were watching a movie on the movie projector. He found an open seat on one of the couches and was quickly caught up in a movie that he hadn't seen before. He was so engrossed that he didn't notice her approaching in the dark. "Is this seat taken?" asked Sandy gesturing to an open spot on the couch next to him. Jeremy jumped a little as his attention was torn from the film. "What? Oh. No, I don't believe it is," he answered. She smiled and stepped over a few people before sitting next to him. "What are you guys watching?" she asked as she stared at the screen. "It's some 70's movie called Deliverance," said Jeremy. "So far these guys are going up into the mountains to camp and they've run into these hillbilly dudes that seem kind of creepy." "Kind of like us," said Sandy with a smile. "Well, kind of. Minus the hillbillies. At least on my part," said Jeremy. "I don't know who you've met so far, but that's been my experience." Sandy looked at him and laughed. "You know Jeremy, you can be a half-way decent guy when you want to be." "What's that supposed to mean?" asked Jeremy with a confused look. "It means that you're kind of funny when you're not hiding in your shell or hanging out with my brother." He stared at her. "It's a compliment you dork!" she said with a smile. "Ok. I think..." "You need to lighten up Jeremy. We're on a free vacation!" "I know, I know..." he was cut off as a few people made their way in front of the screen and sat down on the couch next to them. Sandy scooted closer to make room and put her arm through his. Jeremy pretended like he didn't notice and looked up at the screen again. They were silent for a few minutes. "I can't believe our senior year is almost over," whispered Sandy. "What?" "I said that I can't believe our senior year's almost over." "Oh. Yeah, I know. It went by pretty quickly," said Jeremy. He was uncomfortably aware of how close she was to him. He could feel her warmth. "What was the best thing that you liked about this year," she asked. "I don't know. It honestly hasn't been my favorite year," he answered stiffly. "Why is that? Didn't you enjoy football?" "Football was alright, but I was ready for it to be over." "If it's not too much to say, I noticed that this was the first year that you didn't really try to date anyone," she said. "I don't know. I guess that it wasn't high on my priorities." "Do you miss Ashley?" she asked softly. He looked down at her. Her face looked very serious; and very beautiful. He noticed that she was wearing dark pajama pants and a blue halter top. He could feel his heart beating faster. "I guess I miss her. I don't know." He looked back at the screen. "It was a long time ago. You know; water under the bridge." "It's understandable to miss her. She was a big part of your life." Sandy's voice trailed off and Jeremy noticed that she sounded sad. He looked back down at her. "What about you? I haven't seen you dating around that much either." "I guess that you could say that I'm like you. You remember that I dated Tim for a while during my junior year. Well, he left me to date that Brittany bitch and I haven't really been in the mood to look for anybody else." "It's not that I wasn't in the mood. I just haven't found anybody that caught my eye," said Jeremy. "Jeremy, it's ok to miss her. You know that we leave a piece of ourselves with the people that we love. Sometimes we just need to grieve longer." "I wouldn't say that I loved her..." "Maybe not in the marrying kind of way, but we all love the people that we date on some level. At least that's what I believe," said Sandy. She cuddled against his arm and put her head on his shoulder. "You ever feel like you're so hurt that you never want to trust again, but at the same time deep inside you're so lonely," she whispered. He sat there for a moment before he replied. "Yeah." Suddenly the lights turned on and someone yelled, "Hey!" "Time to go back to the cabins for lights out," called Mr. Peterson. "We've all got a long day tomorrow and the mornings show up early." There were some muffled grumbles as the kids untangled themselves and got up from their seats. Somebody turned off the projector just as one of the hillbillies was starting to rape one of the campers. Sandy sat up and stretched as she watched the last scene. "That sucks! I hope there's not any hillbillies around here," she said with a quick smile. "I wouldn't worry about it. That's down in Arkansas and we're up in Colorado. I'm pretty sure that all the hillbillies around here wear top hats and speak with an eastern accent." Sandy laughed and then looked serious. "You're a really nice guy, Jeremy. You're funny, but there's more to you than most people know." Jeremy watched as she got up and walked towards the door. After she was gone he stretched and sat there for a minute as he tried to absorb the last hour. "What part of Lights out did you not understand, Mr. Thomas?" growled Mr. Peterson from the doorway. "I'm right on top of that, Mr. Peterson!" Jeremy hollered as he bolted for the door. The next morning after breakfast, Nick grabbed Jeremy's arm as they were headed back to their cabin. "Hey, a few of us want to play a poker game in the dining hall in about twenty minutes. Are you in?" he asked. "Yeah, let me go take a shower real quick and I'll be over there." Jeremy showered and hurried back to the dining room. Most of the other players had already sat down and Nick had already divided the playing chips. "We're playing Texas Hold'em. I know that Jeremy already knows how to play. Does anyone else have any questions?" "Can I play?" The voice came from the doorway. Jeremy turned in his chair to see Sandy watching them. "Yeah sis, you can play. Do you know the rules?" muttered Nick. "Well, I know how to play normal poker. What's different about this game?" she asked as she took a seat. "The dealer deals everybody two cards and then we bet. Then the dealer turns over three cards that everybody can see. You're trying to make a poker hand based on your cards and what's on the table." Nick explained. "Then we bet again and the dealer flips another card. We bet again and then the dealer flips one last card. We do one final round of betting and then whoever's still in shows their cards and the highest poker hand gets the chips." "Ok, that sounds pretty easy," said Sandy. They played for several hours until only Jeremy, Nick, and Sandy still had chips. They other players left the table in disgust. Sandy was on fire. It didn't seem like she could lose a hand. "I thought you'd never played this before sis," said Nick with annoyance as he handed her more of his chips. "I didn't say that I'd never played poker. Daddy taught me how to do that. I've never played this kind, but I know what the hands are and I know how to bet." Nick dealt again and he looked up smugly after he'd seen his cards. "I raise fifty," he said. "My hand's not worth that," said Sandy as she folded her cards. "I don't know. I like my hand, so I'll call your raise," said Jeremy. He looked at the two tens that he had been dealt. Nick flipped over the first three cards on the table. One of them was a ten giving Jeremy three of a kind. Nick looked at his cards and then looked at Jeremy. "I'll raise it another hundred," he said with confidence. "Sounds good to me. I call," said Jeremy. After he flipped the next card Nick bet two hundred and Jeremy matched his raise. Nick seemed unshaken, and after he flipped over the final card he said, "I'm all in!" and pushed all of his playing chips onto the table. Jeremy stared at the cards and tried to figure out what Nick had. He couldn't see anything that threatened his cards. "I'll call," he said. "Good, I've got two pair!" shouted Nick as he stood up from his chair and turned his cards over. "It looks like I've got you this time," said Jeremy as he showed his three tens. Nick's expression turned from happiness to shock. "That is such bullcrap! I'm buying back in." "No you're not!" said Nicole from the doorway. She had an annoyed expression on her face and her arms were crossed over her chest. Summer Camp Chapter One Bryan was ready to go. It was time for the annual family trip to their cabin. It was time for spring cleaning and making the vacation spot ready for the summer. Bryan and his family had been spending summer weekends at the cabin since his father had been a boy. The cabin was part of some property his Grandfather had purchased just before the Depression. With some ingenuity and a lot of luck, Bryan's grandfather had been able to keep the property and slowly improve it over the years. When his father, Joe, had been about 10 the family had built the current cabin. Over the years, it had been updated, modernized, and expanded. When Bryan's grandfather had died, Joe received the cabin and its 25 acres as an inheritance. Bryan had graduated from high school last year. He had spent most of the past summer at the cabin alone. He had received a full scholarship to college and a fat trust fund from his grandfather for living expenses in college. Therefore, there had not been a special need to work that summer for school expenses. His parents had been happy to let him stay at the cabin all summer keeping an eye on the property and doing some much needed maintenance and upkeep. Joe and Alicia Andrews were coming out of the house with the last cooler of food for the weekend. They had to be back Sunday night to go to work on Monday. Bryan would stay the week on his own before the whole clan showed up for Memorial Day weekend. The three-day weekend was the traditional kickoff to the summer home. "Bryan is the truck all gassed and ready?" inquired Joe of his eager son, knowing full well that Bryan had taken care of that chore last night. "Aw, jeez Pa! I completely forgot!" laughed Bryan. Alicia smiled at the banter between her "boys." "Well, we'll have to stop in then and get some won't we?" joked his dad. Patting his son on the back, Joe lifted his end of the cooler over the tailgate. Alicia grunted as she lifted her end. "Why did you put so much beer on ice? It's only the three of us this weekend," queried Bryan's diminutive mother. At 5' 2", she packed a lot of energy into her petite well-proportioned frame. "You know I only have one or two the whole week we're there, and since we have to drive back tomorrow night..." Joe looked sheepishly at his wife of 23 years. "Um, just thought that since the whole Andrews clan would be up next weekend, we won't have time to ourselves. And..." "I see," Alicia knew the real story. After two beers, most of her inhibitions dropped away and it appeared Joe wanted see her loosened up. Bryan's parents enjoyed an active sex life and had a "christening" ceremony every spring when they opened up the cabin. Bryan was well aware of the tradition and usually he made himself scarce for a few hours the first night the family was at the cabin. Alicia leaned against her husband's broad chest. At 45, Joe was still in good shape. They both enjoyed a lot of outdoor sports and had remained active despite full time jobs. That Bryan was also athletic and regularly worked out at the college's weight room was evident in his broad shoulders and tight waist. Both of her men were good-looking rugged outdoorsman, one of many qualities that had attracted Alicia to Joe in the first place. "I won't need anything beside some clean country air," she purred into Joe's ear. It was true. Alicia was quite easily aroused and typically very amorous whenever the couple was at the cabin. Joe grinned, knowing they would have their usually vigorous romp in the sheets tonight. "Hey, do I have to dump the ice on you two now?" complained Bryan. With a knowing smirk on his face, he punched his dad in the arm and climbed behind the wheel of the truck. "Hey, don't get smart with us, young man," chortled his father, pulling his keys out of his pocket and walking towards the car. Alicia looked lovingly at her husband. "I'll ride up with our 'little boy' here, and give you some time to cool off, big fella." Besides, she had some things she wanted to talk with her son about and this was the first chance she had since he had come home for the summer. Soon the two vehicles were caravanning their way through town heading for the freeway and points north. The cabin sat on some lake property about 3 hours away. They had been driving for a half hour or more, when Bryan asked his mom to refill his coffee mug. "Just like your Dad," grinned his mother as she opened the thermos, "can't function in the morning without a jolt of caffeine." "Yep, a bean off the old branch," joked Bryan back. "Say, we haven't had a lot of time to talk this year. Just wondering how you were doing." Bryan smiled nervously. He had guessed this was the real reason his mother had chosen to ride with him. She wanted to talk. "Yeah, Mom. I'm doing okay." Bryan elaborated, "It was a tough year at first, but like you said, while time doesn't heal wounds, you get used to the pain, and then move on." Bryan's high-school sweetheart had broken up with him at the beginning of the school year. They had dated for 3 years. Apparently, though, she had continued seeing other men because she was two months pregnant with some other dude's baby when she told Bryan about it. She didn't even know for sure who the father was. She and Bryan had always used condoms, the few times they had had sexual intercourse. They hadn't seen much of each other during last summer. Obviously, though she had kept herself very busy. So, Bryan had started his first year of college a jilted ex-lover. He barely had passing grades at mid-term. That's when he told his parents what had happened between him and his former girlfriend. "I made the Dean's list this semester." Bryan proclaimed. "Figured I would drown my sorrows in hard work and studying instead of other things. Kinda makes up for fall semester. However, I will still have to re-take ComWriting 101 to graduate. "I'm looking forward to working on the cabin this summer. I signed up for a couple of correspondence courses to get caught up with the rest of my class, so that should help keep me busy." Alicia admired her son. "You've been through a tough time. Looks like you're going to be okay. So, have you heard from ...?" " I don't think of her name anymore, Mom." Bryan interrupted. "I had all sort of awful names I used to call her, but..." He paused, thinking, "Well it's behind me now and I can't let that... that, person get in the way of my getting on with my life." With that, they turned to other topics, Alicia secure in the knowledge that her son was mending. When he had come home last fall, he had been falling down drunk. Apparently, that was how he had been for most of the previous week. His roommate had called them, concerned about Bryan's behavior. Joe had gone to get Bryan from the bus station when Bryan had appeared on the front doorstep, a half bottle of whiskey in hand. Alicia had been scared. What could have happened to make her son behave this way? It was only after a few pots of coffee, a hot shower, and some food that Joe and Alicia actually got Bryan to tell them the truth. Then Bryan had broken down, sobbed, and cried. They eventually got him to bed early the next morning. Joe had made arrangements for Bryan to see a councilor when he got back to college, and those sessions had helped a lot. By Christmas break, Bryan had stopped drinking, was eating normally again and, was attending classes regularly. The drive ended and the vehicles pulled into the drive next to the cabin. It took about an hour to get things unloaded and moved into the cabin. The three spent the rest of the morning and afternoon changing the cabin over from winter closed up condition to summertime openness. Heavy wooden shutters had to be taken down from all the windows. Each of the rooms aired out, the furniture uncovered, and the utilities all turned on and checked for working condition. Alicia busied herself the most in the kitchen. They usually packed all the cookware and dinnerware in boxes during the winter, so she dug it all out and washed, dried, and re-shelved everything. Then she attacked the linen closet. To keep the mice and other critters from destroying anything, all the linens were packed and taken home over the winter. Alicia hummed to herself contentedly as she unpacked the towels, sheets, and bedspreads. The men worked steadily around the outside of the cabin. Leaves and other detritus were swept off the porch. The well was primed and water flowing into the water heater and other plumbing. The septic tank got inspected. The same for the propane tank; the furnace was given the once over. Firewood was stacked inside the house and by the outdoor kitchen bar-b-que. The paths around the cabin, the out buildings, and down to the lake were raked. It was all a routine the three had done many times before. "I'll let you get the boats ready this week, Bryan." Joe said as he hung the leaf blower up in the pole barn. Bryan was peeking under the tarps over the array of canoes, kayaks, and the one motorized Johnny boat they had stored in the barn. "I'll bring up the Maristar up from the marina too, Dad. I'll give Harry a ring on Monday to give her a tune-up and then go down and fetch her before the family starts arriving Friday." The cabin was on one of the largest lakes in the state. The Maristar was a 28' runabout that served as the primary transportation for the family around the lake. Alicia had started a pot of stew in the slow cooker shortly after they had arrived. She mixed up a batch of biscuits and got the oven warm; she called her men into dinner by ringing the bell on the back porch. Like of couple of hungry lumberjacks, Joe and Bryan came in the back, leaving their shoes in the mudroom and sat down to dinner. While his parents did the dinner dishes, Bryan made a fire in the fireplace. His father came into the room with a bucket of beers on ice and plopped down into his armchair. Bryan looked up from the book he was reading and chuckled. "Dad, I think Mom was serious. You won't be needing to get her liquored up to score tonight. 'Course, I don't know if you have enough energy to keep up with her tonight." Bryan had seen the lust filled glances his mother had been giving his dad during dinner. She had disappeared into the master bedroom just a moment ago with a meaningful glance at Bryan and the stairs. "I know I sure am beat," remarked Bryan before his Dad could comment on his frank observation of his parent's amorous intentions. "I'm gonna go hit the hay. Probably be asleep before my head hits the pillow. Won't hear a thing." Dodging the couch pillow his dad threw at him. Bryan scampered up the stairs to bed. Alicia came out to hear her husband fuming and muttering under his breath, something about boys getting to big for their britches. "Do you really think he doesn't know what his parents get up to?" inquired Alicia. "You are always a randy fellow, and this cabin brings out the he-man complex in you and you can't keep your hands off of me." Alicia laughed out-right at the pole-axed look on Joe's face. "Bryan is a healthy red-blooded male, who is quite well aware of what goes on between two consenting adults," she reminded him. "He seems to be past the worst of the pain that girl left behind." "Now don't go destroying the mood, my love," winked Joe as he gathered his lovely little wife into his arms and kissing her deeply. His tongue made gentle entreaty to her lips, which parted slowly as he explored her mouth. Breaking away breathlessly, Alicia went about the room turning off the lights. "Do you think he's asleep yet?" "Doesn't matter if he is," replied Joe. "Bryan promised he wouldn't hear anything." Joe's eyes crinkled up in contained laughter. His little wife could become a very vocal lover when she let her inhibitions go. Something that happened with much frequency here at the cabin. The married couple settled down on the big couch in front of the fire. Alicia tucked her feet up as she nestled into her husband. Facing him, she ran a hand over his jaw, drawing him back in for a kiss. This one was as gentle and sweet as the prior kiss. Joe's arms wrapped around his wife, drawing him to her. The first kiss turned in to many. As the heat between them began to build, Joe's hands began to massage Alicia's back. Roaming up and down her spine, working out the little kinks and sores from the day's work. Alicia moaned into Joe's mouth as the kiss became more hungry. Opening her eyes, she looked longingly at her husband. The unbridled passion lit his eyes with a hungry light, drowning her in his lust. Joe nibbled his way from Alicia's earlobe down her neck to nuzzle in the hollow of her throat. His hands became more insistent as they began to move to the front of Alicia's blouse. While kissing and nuzzling her neck and lips, Joe slowly unbuttoned Alicia's blouse. Each time a button gave way, Alicia gave out a little moan, knowing full well the pleasure yet to come. After the last button gave way, Joe cradled Alicia's head in his hands. "Now, my dear woman," he purred in his best Italian accent, "I am going to make love all over your body. Yes?" Panting with desire, Alicia could only nod yes. Pulling her blouse from her shoulders, Joe's hungry mouth devoured her neck, shoulders, and lastly began to mount the slopes of her heaving breasts. Deftly his left hand unhooked the bra clasp and without missing a kiss, Joe's lips slipped the bra away from her right breast. The nipple was already hard and distended. Alicia's mouth was open as she gasped for air. She wanted his rough lips on her nipple. She wanted it there now! Joe's tongue traced a trail across to her other breast instead. Meanwhile his hands were busy removing her blouse and bra to drop them on the floor. Alicia began to work at Joe's shirt as well, wanting to press her bosom up against Joe's lightly haired chest. She wanted to feel her nipples carve lines against his skin. Watching his wife's rising passion, Joe lowered his head and sucked Alicia's entire left breast into his mouth. His tongue made slow circles around her soft globe, leisurely making his way towards the tip of her tit. Her hands were pawing at his clothes desperately trying to get his shirt off so they could have skin-to-skin contact. When Joe at length made contact with her nipple, he gently took the nub in his teeth and flicked the tip of his tongue over the end. The ripple of pleasure shot through Alicia and she let out a low moan. Pulling away from him, she almost ripped his shirt apart pulling it off over his head. Before she could get her hands back on him, Joe took the other breast into his mouth and preformed the same intimate torture to it as he had the left breast. Culminating with the nipple firmly between his teeth, he looked Alicia in the eye. Gone was the quiet little lady, in her place was a tigress in full heat looking for a conquest. Alicia stood up unzipped her pants and dropped both her jeans and undies in one smooth motion to the floor. She straddled Bryan's hips and dropped down into his lap. Running her hands through his hair, she sucked his tongue into her mouth, pinned it down in a quick wrestling match, and then pulled his face to her chest. Joe happily began to lap at whichever tit was presented him. He would suck the whole thing into his mouth, tonguing the nipple rapidly, and then he would pull back and suck on just the bud, work his way over to the other side and start all over. Joe had always loved breasts, considered himself quite the tit man, and tried to make an art of loving a woman's breasts. Alicia loved the attention her chest was getting. Her pussy was quite soaked. Her hips were thrusting against the bulge in Joe's pants in time with the movements of his mouth. Pulling his mouth back to hers, Alicia consumed Joe. Rising up, she reached for his belt. Pulling it loose, she unbuttoned his pants, continuing to kiss and suck on Joe's tongue she tugged at the waist. Joe lifted his hips allowing Alicia to draw his pants and briefs over his hips. His cock had begun to swell a long time ago in response to the action of his mouth on Alicia's plentiful bosom. The tip of his penis caught in the band of his underwear. Alicia had to let go her lip lock to deal with the obstruction. Seeing her husband's enlarged gland spring free of its restraints, she transferred her oral attentions from her husband's to his pelvis. Licking the tip free of any pre-cum, she nibbled at the tip while she forced Joe's jeans past his knees and down to his ankles. Dropping to her knees, Alicia pushed his legs apart and began to pay serious attention to Joe's manhood. She cupped her left hand around his scrotum, gently bouncing his testicles in her palm. With her right hand, she took a firm grip on the base of his penis and slowly engulfed the length of the shaft into her mouth. Drawing back, she withdrew till only the tip was perched on the perfect moue of her lips. Looking up she saw her husband staring passionately at her. Alicia understood how men thought a blowjob was the most wonderful thing in the world. When they were first married, the idea of taking that thing into her mouth had filled her with horror. Why? Then one night she gave into Joe's pleading, and she sucked his dick for the first time. Who would have known? It was a wonderful feeling to have her mouth around the soft skin of his penis, to feel his cock twitching in her mouth. Now she understood how women could like the idea of cock sucking too. Stroking Joe's penis slowly, Alicia decided to give his cock the same slow torment of pleasure that he had administered to her chest. Licking up and down the shaft and unhurriedly sucking the length into her mouth, Alicia gave herself over to the proper oral treatment of her husband's cock. Soon his was moaning and grunting, trying to hold off the eventual release. Sensing his coming climax, Alicia pulled her mouth off his cock and gently sucked first on testicle then the other into her wet warm mouth. She sped up the frequency with which she stroked his raging manhood. Feeling his cock stiffen, and his ball sack pull up into his groin, Alicia did the one thing that drove Joe wild. She took the head of his penis into her mouth. Sucking on the glans, she pumped her fist up and down the length of Joe's manhood until she was rewarded with the eruption of sticky semen onto her tongue. She stopped sucking and just held her lips parted as Joe ejaculated his seed into her mouth. Smiling up at her husband when he finished cumming, Alicia looked him right in the eye as she swallowed his sperm. Licked her lips and then cleaned off the cum on his cock and balls. Short of breath, Joe pulled his wife up to him and opened his mouth against hers and ran his tongue all over hers. Joe pushed Alicia down onto the couch, pulled her legs apart, and kissed his way down her belly towards her sex. With all the attention to her breasts earlier, and the blowjob she just gave him, had Alicia's vagina dripping with wetness. She kept her pubic hair trimmed into what was known as a racing stripe above her slit. Joe's lips were making little bows all around her pubic mound. He lifted her thighs up on his shoulders and wrapped his arms around them. His fingers began to play in the sparse hair above Alicia's pussy. Smelling the full extent of her arousal, Joe gently blew against the puffy outer lips of Alicia's nether opening. Gently kissing her clit, Joe then began to lick the external folds of Alicia's labia. Using his fingers to gently open her pussy wider, Joe ran his tongue over the length of her opening. Starting almost at her anus, he would press his tongue flat against her sex and then slowly lift his head, lapping his tongue the whole rise of her cunt, till he would flick the tip against the head of her clitoris. Summer Camp Alicia needed to be highly aroused before she could take much attention to her clit. Joe knew this and focused his oral attentions on her vaginal opening. Drawing his right arm form under her thigh, Joe placed the tip of his forefinger against the tiny opening of his wife's pussy. Continuing his stroking lick of her outer sex, he gently inserted the finger into her. Once he had the whole finger inside her body, Joe took the bud of her clitoris between his lips. Without moving his head, he began thrusting his finger back and forth, eventually adding a second finger. He pulled his head back and watched his wife's labored breathing as he continued to finger-fuck her. She grinned down at him and he lowered his mouth against her pussy, trying to thrust his tongue as deep into her snatch as he had pressed his fingers. Alicia moaned and bucked her hips against the mouth that was violating her sex. Alicia had thought it was strange enough for a man to want his cock sucked on, but she wondered even more, why he would want to put his mouth on her genitals. That was until Joe had showed her the intense pleasure of oral sex. He was a master at giving her an orgasm with his tongue. Each type of orgasm was its own special treat, oral, digital, and of course penile! With the right arousal, Alicia would even cum with just Joe sucking on her tits! Sex was a wonderful thing she thought, as the pressure built inside her. Joe was now concentrating his finger work on her G-spot, that unique tactile area on the upper front of a woman's vagina that could trigger fantastic orgasms. Joe had an unspoken rule of giving Alicia 3-4 orgasms before he would enter her. He brought about her first orgasm with his fingers. Alicia felt the orgasm starting in the pit of her belly. She pulled her legs up and apart giving Joe deeper access to her pussy. Breathing rapidly, she felt the dam burst. Squirting over Joe's hand, she came, and came. Joe paused for a moment, and then began shoving his hand in and out of her pussy, being sure to press hard against the pussy walls on the way out. This brought about a second eruption that Alicia felt deeper in her spine. A geyser of cum shot out of her cunt showering Joe's hand and arm. Gasping for breath, she pulled him to her. They kissed passionately for a while as her spasms subsided. Alicia pushed Joe back and sat down on his refreshed hard-on. In one thrust, she had the length of him embedded into her pussy. The feeling of being full of cock warmed her. A flush crept over her skin bringing out a deep red blush over her shoulders falling to the swelling of her breasts. Joe loved the view of his wife riding his cock and bouncing above him. He grabbed her waist and let her do the thrusting at her own pace. Eventually though, the sight of her breasts bouncing in front of him, overcame him and he brought his hands up to cup her boobs and his thumbs found her nipples. He began squeezing and tweaking her nipples in time to her thrusts. The combined sensations did the trick and Alicia felt the beginning of yet another orgasm. She collapsed against Joe's chest trying to get her bearings. Yet now it was Joe who was insistent. He flipped her onto her back and lined his erect penis with her vaginal opening. Diving in, Joe bottomed out on the first thrust, earning a deep pleasured grunt from his overexcited wife. With a lust-filled gaze, the two began humping against each other with abandon. Grunting with each down stroke, Joe felt his penis tighten and the pressure building against the tip of his cock, watching Alicia's eyes for evidence of her own pleasure he held his climax off till he felt her pussy flooding hot cum against his balls. Letting himself go, Joe buried his cock deep in Alicia's pussy and plastered his cum against the head of her cervix. The couple curled up on the couch under a throw and watched the fire burn down to embers as their own sated passion fell off. At the top of the stairs, Bryan quietly got to his feet and tiptoed back to his room. Bryan had known about his parent's sex life for a long time. His parents had a very frank and honest talk with him about sex when he was in the eighth grade. Whenever they were here at the cabin, he was aware of his parent's lovemaking. While neither of his parents were "screamers" they weren't quiet lovers either. He wasn't sure what had drawn him to spy on his parents this evening. He had heard their sex sessions through the wall before. However, tonight was different. Wow, he thought to himself, the folks really know how to make each other happy. His former girlfriend had always wanted him to eat her out, but had never once been willing to suck his cock. Dropping his pajamas, Bryan slipped naked between the covers. The image of his Mom's lips wrapped around his dad's cock filled his mind. Reaching down, he grasped his own erect penis and began stroking it. Thoughts of a woman's head bobbing up and down in his own lap soon had him ejaculating. Bryan grabbed a towel from the bed stand and wiped up his semen. Rolling over he quickly drifted off to sleep with dreams of his mother's naked body in his mind. Chapter Two The next morning, Bryan was the first up. He went downstairs to get the coffee started. The living room was empty. The throws and pillows were neatly arranged on the couch, so he knew his parents had cleaned up before they went to bed. Smiling to himself at visions of his parents loving each other, Bryan got things out and prepared breakfast. His parents joined him, fully dressed and unaware of their son's voyeuristic activities. The family worked the rest of the day getting as much done as they could before Joe and Alicia had to leave. Again, the men did most of the outdoor work, focusing on the outside of the house and the immediate grounds. Alicia took her time focusing on the interior. There were boxes of photos and knickknacks that she got out and placed around the room. Some thought it odd that they always packed things up so completely in fall, but then there was less dusting and accidental breakage during the winter months. Besides Alicia enjoyed the personal touches and decorated the interior a bit differently every year. When she had first married Joe, her mother had kept the cabin in pristine condition. An obsessive-compulsive type, her mother-in-law had an exact place for everything and nothing was ever out of place. Yes, she had made it a warm and inviting place, but she was forever running around putting things to right. Alicia and Joe had slowly been doing some redecorating in the years since he inherited the cabin. They did not want to lose the memories of the place, but had wanted to put their own signature on the cabin. It was mid-afternoon when Joe came inside and loaded their luggage into the car. They would leave the truck for Bryan to use. Alicia gave her son a tight hug. Unaware that Bryan could feel the fullness of her bosom against his chest, she held him close. Then drawing her face to hers, she kissed his forehead. Bryan was alarmed at the growing excitement he felt in his pants. Yet before his mother noticed, she withdrew from his arms. Bryan shook his Dad's hand and held up the list of yard work they had made. "I'll be sure to have this done before next weekend, Dad." Bryan assured his dad. Confident of his son's work ethic, Joe patted his son's shoulder. "Don't work so hard that you forget you're also here to relax. Thom is always up for a game of cards or checkers over at the lodge, you know. And be sure to let the neighbors know we're back for the season." Joe advised his son. The Andrews clan had been a fixture at the lake for three generations now. The first family to build out at the lake, the Andrews had the largest plot of land. Their closest neighbors all had large parcels as well. It was down by the lodge on the far end of the lake that had seen the most development over the years. Bryan always enjoyed the seclusion afforded them by their extensive property. Yet it was nice to hang out with people in the evenings too. Last summer, he had enjoyed an ongoing contest of wills with Thom, the lodge bartender, over a quite a few games of checkers. "Yes, Dad, I'll be sure and schedule time for goofing off too." Bryan replied to his father's look of disapproval. Since his rebound last fall, Bryan had become very structured with his time. He didn't want to run the risk of having too much time to think about things and get down and moody again. "Or I may just let it happen and take the consequences." Joe nodded. He understood his son's predicament. Maybe he would meet someone new this summer and get past his broken heart. "No pressure, boy. Just take it easy. 'Bout time some of the rest of the clan helps out up here. So leave some of the heavy work for next weekend." They men chuckled. The rest of the family considered hoisting a full beer mug heavy lifting. With another round of hugs and handshakes, Bryan's parents left for the drive home. Bryan went out to the wood shed and starting splitting wood. He enjoyed the simple physical work. It wasn't a priority job, yet there was always a need for split wood, and besides it gave him time to think. Watching his parents have sex last night had raised a lot of issues in Bryan's mind. The first of which was what a pervert he must be. Watching his own parents! Jeez. Yet it had been a beautiful sight. Sure was sexy the way the firelight played over both of their bodies. His parents were healthy people, kept in good shape and were obviously in love with each other. In some strange way, Bryan felt part of the love radiated up to him, even though they didn't know he was there. Then there was the sight of his mother's bare breasts, although a little droopy with age, but still nicely pear shaped. Her nipples a lovely shade of pink deepening into a blush red at the tips. Her little strip of pubic hair was amazing, as though the purpose was not to hide her genitals, but to point the way to her inner essence. In addition, his dad had looked good too! Bryan had seen a couple of porno movies with friends in high school. They had all joked about the size of the women's breasts and the shape of their legs and all. Laughed at the way the guys looked silly walking around with their boners sticking out. Yet it was the girls they were interested in. Bryan found it odd that he wasn't offended by his dad's nudity, just proud that his dad looked good without clothes. Last night was the first time he had masturbated since his breakup last fall. His girlfriend had really done a mental number on him. When she announced that she was pregnant, with some other dude's baby no less, she had informed Bryan that he was a lousy lover. She had gone on about how she had barely been able to allow him to touch her. How she had started fucking other men just to "get the taste of you off my lips!" Since they had only made love three times, and hadn't seen each other most of the summer, Bryan had been crushed by her treatment of him. When they started dating, she had seemed like your basic "good girl next door." Well, she didn't like that reputation, she informed him, and so while he was up at the cabin she decided she was going to become a slut. That she did. Even now, 9 months later and the baby born, she still didn't have a clue as to who the father was. The sick part had come last April. Desperate, the girl had the audacity to call up Bryan to try and repair their relationship. She wanted the child to have a father. Apparently, she thought that while Bryan was "bad in bed" he would be a great father for some other dude's kid. Bryan would have nothing to do with it. By then he realized what would happen. She would dump him and the baby and run off with the next big dick she found. "You made your bed, sleep in it." And he hung up on her. With all that, Bryan had really suppressed all his sexual feelings. Once he had sobered up last fall, he had thrown himself into his schoolwork and volunteering at a local shelter to fill up his free time. He had raised his grades, felt like he was making a difference to the needy, and in general started to feel better about himself. Just not with girls. In fact, last night was the first time Bryan recalled having an erection in months. Why was it that it was his mother's body that had gotten his arousal up? That was another reason he was working the woodpile. Bryan hoped that the physical exertion would tire him out and he would fall asleep quickly tonight. No dreams about boobs, cocks, or pussies. Once dark fell, Bryan went back inside. He popped open a beer. Leery of drinking too much, he still felt it might help him fall asleep quicker. He warmed up the leftover stew from yesterday and sat down at the table with a book. A historical novel of the Templars, Bryan wanted to take a break from his constant studying before working on his correspondence courses. Time enough for those when he went home after Memorial Day weekend. He cleaned up his dishes, finished the beer, decided against a second one, popped open a coke, and headed to the bathroom for a shower. While drying off, Bryan realized he hadn't brought his pj's with him. Without his parents there, he figured what the hell. Draped the towel over the rack to dry and walked naked to his bedroom. The upstairs had a railing that looked down over the great room. As he passed by, Bryan looked down at the couch where his parents had had sexual intercourse last night. He stopped. Once again, the sight of his parents together filled his mind. He saw his mother sitting topless on his dad's lap, Dad suckling at her tits. Then his naked mother giving his dad a blowjob, and swallowing! Good Lord, he thought, women do that? Then he pictured his father sticking his tongue in his Mom's pussy, her chest heaving with passion, her breasts bouncing around. Bryan's flaccid penis was swelling again. Unconsciously he found himself beginning to stroke himself as he remembered his Dad mounting his Mother. The intense look on their faces as they both climaxed at the same time. Realizing what he was doing, Bryan dashed into his bedroom embarrassed. He shut the door and jumped under the covers, shaking. Yet his growing desire soon had him touching himself again. Closing his eyes, Bryan griped his cock in one hand and slowly, lightly rubbed his penis up and down. His other hand drifted up his chest to flick at a nipple. Bryan had never been a big on masturbation or fantasies. Yet now he couldn't help himself. He imagined the feel of a woman kissing his nipples, his tummy, and then taking his penis in her mouth. Using the pre-cum to lubricate his hand, Bryan stroked away at his cock, feeling it grow and expand in his hand. Keeping his eyes closed he imagined this mystery women burying his cock inside her. She guided his hands up to her breasts as she rode him like a cowboy. Only when he felt himself spurting did Bryan throw off the covers and grab the towel from the bed stand. He didn't want to get semen over the sheets. Strangely satisfied Bryan lay back and feel quietly asleep. So began a new ritual for Bryan. He worked hard all day around the cabin and property. The rail fence had some mending due to winter dead falls. The pier needed to be readied to be put in next weekend when Dad was back. If they could get his uncle and cousins to help that would be great, hoped Bryan. It was a full morning's work for two, but could be done in a few hours if the others were willing to get wet. In the evenings, Bryan usually had one beer with dinner, read by the fireplace till he was tired. Then he would go upstairs, get undressed, and walk naked to the shower. He would look himself over a bit before he got in. Wondering what girls would think about his body. Would they be as interested in him as his Mother was interested in his Dad? After toweling off, Bryan would walk naked back to his room, lie down on his bed, and masturbate. He didn't fantasize about anything or anyone in particular, just found pleasure in touching himself in different ways. If something didn't feel right, he didn't do it, but if it did, like dragging his fingernails lightly over his scrotum, or pushing one finger against his rectum, well then he did it. He kept the towel close and would catch his ejaculate, wipe his hands off, and drift comfortably off to sleep. Thursday night came, and Bryan felt he better do something different. His dad would check in with Thom at the lodge to see if Bryan really had stopped over or not. So, he ate an earlier supper, climbed into the truck, and drove over to the lodge. On the way he remembered that he had meant to get the runabout this week, though without the pier in, it would be awkward mooring the boat. Yet if he knew his younger cousins, if the powerful boat wasn't there they would be squawking the whole weekend. They loved to race up and down the length of the lake making as much of a nuisance of themselves as possible. Bryan didn't mind his cousins; it was just that they were so much younger than him they didn't have much in common. The oldest was only in 7th grade this year. Thom lit up like a Christmas tree when Bryan walked into the bar. Before he had found a seat at the far end, Thom had the checkerboard out and ready to go. "Been waiting for you all week, boyo. Your dad rang me up on Monday, said you were here getting things ready for the family and all. Figured you wanted a chance to redeem yourself after last season," he said nodding at the checkerboard. When Thom had first suggested they play checkers last summer, Bryan had laughed at 'grown ups' playing a children's game. Then he learned about how Thom played checkers. An absolute stickler for the strictest of rules, Thom demonstrated the advanced strategy he believed the game deserved. After two matches where they were evenly paired. Thom pulled out a new board. "Got meself a new passion, boyo. This here's called GO. A Chinese game, kinda like checkers, chess, and poker all rolled together. Care to learn how?" He started Bryan off with a simple 9 by 9 grid to get used to the new rules. All the while Thom would serve patrons their drinks, explain thoughts on strategy for this new game, and surreptitiously drew out Bryan's story of heartbreak and recovery without raising a fuss or seeming to pry. When Thom called last drink and closing in 10 minutes, it was almost 2:00 am, Bryan realized that this was the most pleasant evening he had had in mixed company since last weekend with his parents. "Thom, you're a wizard or something. I haven't told anybody that stuff other than my parents or the councilor at school. Thanks, I feel like some strange weight is off my chest." Bryan reached out to clasp his friend's hand. "Just don't be making a stranger of yourself now, boyo. I be investing some time in you and no one else around here will learn my new game, so just you be stopping by regular like." " You can count on that Thom. Though I think I may see if they have any books on Go at the library so I can learn how to give you a real challenge." " You do that boyo, you do that." replied Thom as he locked the door behind Bryan. Bryan had only been drinking ginger ale all night, so he had a safe drive home, reminding himself to call the marina in the morning about the Maristar. Harry always had the boat ready before Memorial Day weekend, knowing the Andrew's family had the whole family up to kick off the summer season. When Bryan got to the cabin, it was very late. He set the alarm clock and stripped down to his skin. He skipped the shower tonight, having taken one before going to the lodge. As he lay down, he gently stroked his penis. Tonight he was actually tired enough that he fell asleep long before he became aroused. Chapter Three Bryan's parents arrived shortly after noon on Friday. Bryan was just leaving to fetch the runabout from the marina. Alicia offered to drive him to the marina and bring the truck back. During the drive over, Bryan found himself giving his mother the once over. It was a warm day and his mother had walking shorts on and a tee shirt. He wasn't sure at first but it sure looked like she wasn't wearing a bra. Summer Camp Alicia detested the things. She would go braless under her clothes at every opportunity. When Bryan had turned 13, she made sure she wore a bra around the house so not to embarrass him. This past week with him gone, she had shed her bra the moment she walked in the door from work. Joe always loved her free hanging tits. He had been feeling her up all week. As they were driving, Alicia's breast rubbed against the fabric of her shirt, causing her nipples to become erect. Bryan couldn't help but notice the aroused state of his mother's bosom. She really is a very shapely woman, thought Bryan. Looking out the window, he was recalling how those same breasts had looked while his Dad had nursed at them on the couch. "All I'm saying Bryan is you have to give love a chance." Hunh? Lost in his daydream, Bryan had lost track of what his mother was talking about. Realizing he also had begun to have an erection; Bryan adjusted himself under the cover of resettling himself in his seat. Trying hard not to stare at his mother's chest, Bryan mumbled something to the affirmative. Alicia glanced at her son in time to see him move his penis in his pants. Quickly glancing forward she wondered what caused that reaction. Catching him looking away, she realized that he had been looking at her chest. Glancing down she saw her own nipples proudly trying to poke holes through her tee shirt. Remembering that she was braless and had worn a tight tee shirt today to tease her husband she was shocked to see the effect it was having on her son. It was at that point that they arrived in the marina parking lot. Bryan got out of the truck and told his mother he would see her back at the cabin. "Have Dad meet me down by the pier so he can help me tie up the Maristar, Okay?" Bryan asked keeping his eyes firmly locked on his mother's face. Smiling, Alicia answered, "Um, yeah, sure." She watched as her son walked into the office. It came to her that her son was a good-looking young man. She still pictured him in her mind as a young boy. Looking at his rear end, she realized he wasn't a boy. Thinking of the bulge she had seen growing in his crotch, she knew he wasn't a "little" boy anymore either. During the drive back, Alicia couldn't decide if she was angry at Bryan for looking at her breasts, or angry at herself for looking at his crotch, or upset because she had liked what she had seen. The more she thought about it, the more Alicia liked the idea of Bryan seeing her unencumbered breasts and erect nipples. That and the thought of Bryan having an erection kept her mind very occupied. By the time she pulled into the drive at the cabin, she could feel her pussy getting moist. Turning the wheel caused her to brush an arm against her swollen nipples. The electric shot through her body seemed to energize her pussy. A flow of liquid ran down the v of her pussy towards her ass. Putting the truck into park, she turned the engine off and rubbed one hand against the crotch of her shorts. Wetness seemed to flood her panties. Unable to control herself, Alicia unzipped her fly and slid her hand between her legs. She was amazed at how wet her pussy was. It was like a faucet had been turned on. The more she rubbed her cunt the more it flowed. Soon her tits were begging to be pinched. With one hand up under her shirt, the other buried in her panties, Alicia was working hard to bring herself off. She slipped her two middle fingers inside her vagina. She usually never came when she masturbated. She just enjoyed the pleasurable warmth it spread through her loins, but today was different. Her fingers quickly found her G-spot and she frantically fingered herself. In a burst of light, she came. Flooding her hand, she gasped for breath; her eyes sprang open as she had to grab her groin with both hands. The orgasm was intense. Her toes curled under with the throes of the orgasm burning through her. All this because her son had seen her nipples through her tee shirt?! Goodness, what a mess she had made in her shorts. "Oh my, what if Joe sees me like this? It looks like I wet my pants! I mean, yes I did, but..." Alicia moaned as she came down from the high. Glancing around, she didn't see Joe anywhere. She quickly dashed into the house and into the master bedroom. Dropping her wet shorts and panties to the floor, Alicia grabbed a hand towel from the dresser and wiped her groin dry. Going to her suitcase, she withdrew a clean pair of undies and a pair of jean shorts. She debated about putting a bra on before Bryan got home. Yet something made her hold back. She would have to wear one all weekend with the rest of the family here, and well... She tossed her wet clothing into the hamper and went in search of Joe. Joe had seen Alicia drive in. He wondered why she didn't get out right away and had started to walk over to the truck when he realized what she was doing. Joe loved to watch his wife masturbate. He often fantasized about finding her in the bedroom after work, naked on the bed pounding herself with a huge dildo. Joe would then come in and replace the dildo in her pussy with his cock and then they would have a great orgasm together. Only thing was, Alicia wasn't a big practitioner of the solo sex act. Here she was in the truck, in the driveway, obviously giving herself a hand job. Joe stopped and watched from a distance. He couldn't see any of the action, but the look on his wife's face was enough for him. He knew she would be upset and embarrassed if she saw him watching her masturbate. So he stayed where he was enjoying the view he had. When her orgasm hit, Joe was sporting a raging hard-on. He really wanted to go and screw his wife. Instead, he walked back behind the pole barn out of sight. He savored the moment in his memory and wondered if he could convince Alicia into a quickie before Bryan got back from the marina. Alicia had the same thought as she left the cabin looking for Joe. She caught up with him inside the pole barn. She noticed the obvious erection in his pants. She pulled her tee shirt off and dropped on the floor. Joe smiled. When Alicia started to drop her shorts, he was quickly unbuckling his belt and trying to free his cock from his pants. "Come here and get you some, big boy!" purred Alicia; wiggling her ass as she bent over a sawhorse and presented her backside to her husband's enlarged cock. Alicia loved getting fucked from behind. Joe's cock somehow seemed to go deeper and hit more of the right places when he came at her doggy style. Still sopping wet from her masturbation, Joe had no problem entering her from behind. It was raw sex. Hard and dirty, he was thrusting wantonly into her gaping cunt and Alicia was bucking back on his cock just as hard. It took barely twenty strokes for them both to reach a climax. This was just in time too, as they heard the approaching mumble of a boat motor. Scooping some of their comingled cum onto her fingers, Alicia stuck them in her mouth and then with pouty lips thanked her husband for the early deposit pulled her shorts back on, picked up her tee-shirt and left the barn. Joe just about collapsed on the floor. He pulled his pants up and stuffed his shrinking penis into his briefs. As he zipped himself up he heard Bryan calling from the landing. Wondering if his son had seen his topless mother, Joe grinned to himself at the guilty pleasure, and took his time to compose himself on the way to help his son with the boat. Bryan sure had caught a glimpse of his topless mother walking back into the house. He knew what had just occurred in the pole barn and thought what a great sex life his parents must have. Just as his mother was about to enter the house, she turned and looked down towards the landing. Bryan quick turned his head away so that she wouldn't catch him staring at her boobs, yet he thought he saw a bit of a knowing smile as she went into the house. This could get to be a long hard weekend, Bryan thought, then groaned out loud at the awful pun. He groaned a second time as he felt his cock begin to stiffen. He decided to just jump in the cold lake water. That would cure his little growing problem. Joe was surprised to see Bryan walking up out of the lake. "You could have waited and thrown a line to me." "Yeah, but I would still have had to wade into shore, since the pier isn't in yet." Replied Bryan, glad his erection had died in the cold water. With his jeans soaking wet any sign of his erection would have been quite visible. "Well, we'll have to start on that first thing in the morning. How's the water anyway then?" queried his father. "Warm enough for skinning dipping yet?" Joe had other things on his mind then the condition of his son's pants. "Um, Dad, it's not quite June yet. Thom told me the last of the lake ice melted in early April." They tied off two ropes from the boat to nearby trees. "It might rain this weekend the forecast said. I suppose you'll want to put the boat slip in with the pier tomorrow too." Bryan appreciated the slip. It had a canvas cover and kept the worst of the weather off the boat during the summer. It was just an additional chore to do while the bulk of the family sat around sucking down beer. "We'll make Charlie and the boys help us this year. The boys are big enough to at least handle the dry end of the work." Bryan groaned, that meant he would be in the deep water setting the heavy pylons into place for the deck of the pier. Cold work in this weather. "I'll be sure you Mom makes a big pot of tomato soup for lunch tomorrow. That and her special grilled cheese sandwiches." Joe and Bryan both loved Alicia's special cheese sandwiches. She used several specialty types of cheese on her homemade sourdough bread. Thick and gooey they went particularly well with her grandma's tomato soup. "What's on the menu for this evening?" asked Bryan as they made their way back up to the cabin so he could change out of his wet clothes. "Pizza I think. Alicia didn't want to have to cook tonight as she will be cooking all weekend." " We could eat up at the lodge. Thom hired a new cook for this season, he does a lot better than old Mrs. Hartung." "Sounds good, I can catch up on news from the lake association while were up there. I'll go tell your mother and as soon as you're changed we'll head over." " I suggest we drive, Dad, unless you really want to go skinny dipping," retorted Bryan to his father. "My goodness," exclaimed Alicia as her men came in the back door. Bryan was dripping all over the mudroom. "Drop those wet clothes right there young man. I'll fetch you a towel and some dry clothes." Bryan waited patiently for his mother to bring his dry clothing down from his room. She smiled as she handed him his clothes. "Dad informs me we'll be going to the lodge for burgers and fries. I'm getting hungry so don't be too long." She smiled mischievously as Bryan shivered. She pulled the door shut to the mudroom and closed the shade, giving Bryan some privacy as he stripped out of his wet clothes. Either his mother was playing games, or she wasn't thinking because she had forgotten to bring a fresh pair of boxers down. Drying himself off, Bryan quickly pulled on the jeans opting to go commando instead of sending his Mom back up for a pair of underwear. She had remembered socks and a dry pair of shoes, so he figured she was up to some game, but what and why, he chose not to deliberate. "I'm ready," Bryan called from the laundry room after putting his wet stuff in the dryer. The three of them piled into the truck. Alicia sat between the two men. Joe drove them over to the lodge. He had a secretive smile. He was sitting in the same spot where his wife had had her little panty party. He knew what that had led to, and enjoyed the memory. Alicia had similar thoughts: those of her time in the truck, her encounter with her husband in the pole barn, and her choice to flash her son. Why she had chosen to do that, she wasn't exactly sure. It still sent a tingle up from her moist juncture to the tips of her breasts. She had put a bra on before they left for the lodge. It wouldn't do to advertise herself amongst all their friends and acquaintances. Bryan was very studiously looking out the window. He didn't want to get caught looking at this mother again. He was almost sure she had flashed him on purpose. What on earth could that mean? Was she aware of the effect she had on him in the truck on the way to the marina? If so, how come she was so calm about it? With the underlying pent up sexual tension in the truck, the drive to the lodge couldn't get over soon enough for the three of them. Once at the lodge, they went in and found a table in the back of the dining room. A young waitress Bryan did not recognize came up to get their drink order. "Now what may I be getting you?" a very delicate Irish accent lilted off the red-haired lovely's pert lips. A dazzling smile followed this delivery. The three sat spellbound before her dimpled grin. "Ach, let me be introducing myself, then. My name is Keionna. Yes, I'm Irish. I'm visiting the states and be helping out me Unca' Thom". She gestured back to the bar, where Thom stood grinning to beat the band. He waved to the Andrews and went about his work. "So, what will it be then?" Keionna repeated. "Just cokes all around, I guess." stammered Joe obviously smitten with the singularity of a foreign waitress, and a particularly striking one at that. "The usually don't droll quite this much, dear." teased Alicia as Keionna wrote down their orders and handed out the menus. "I have tried so hard to house train them, but men will be boys." Both ladies enjoyed their laugh at the men's expense. As Keionna left to get their drinks, Bryan stated, "She wasn't here last night when I came in. Thom never mentioned her at all, only went on and on about this new game he wants to play. It's called Go." Bryan had a hard time bringing his eyes back to the table. Keionna was quite stunning. Red hair, green eyes, soft luminescent skin, about 5' 6." and delicate curves in all the right places. She was wearing as simple rolled neck sweater, khakis, and deck shoes. "Keep your eyes in your head, son." chuckled Joe. Though he was sure he was entertaining similar thoughts as his son. Alicia just looked thoughtfully at her boy. This was the first time she had sensed he had demonstrated any interest in the opposite sex since last fall, well other than whatever was going on between them. She let that thought slide. "If you decide to stay up here for the summer, you may get a chance to get to know our visitor from across the 'pond'." spoke Joe with a bad Irish accent. Bryan was having serious thoughts of doing just that. Keionna came back with their drinks and took their dinner order. The lodge dining room was filling up, as the opening weekend crowd seemed to have a similar thought as the Andrews. Cooking out was the order of the weekend and they were taking the night off from kitchen duties to enjoy the new cook Thom had hired. The burgers were a definite improvement over last season's fare. The new chef in the kitchen was a welcome change. Many patrons sent their compliments back to the kitchen. Keionna and the other wait staff gladly carried the well wishes. Thom eventually came out from behind the bar and called the chef into the dining room. "I want you all to meet our newest member of the lodge staff." Putting his arm on the shoulders of the big man beside him, "this is Little John Hordle." The crowd enjoyed the play on the chef's name. "He's actually my new partner here at the lodge and we are looking forward to making your visit's here truly memorable." The two men bowed to the applause and Little John made his way back into the kitchen, while Thom began to circulate amongst the tables. When he arrived at the Andrews' booth, Bryan pounced on him. "Why didn't you mention you had your niece here for the summer?" "Ach, boyo, I dint have much chance to tell you last night. You were too busy telling me stories now weren't cha?" Thom countered with a twinkle in his eye. "Now wait a minute, you were all hot, and bothered to get me hooked on your new board game and then wouldn't let up with questions, and ..." Bryan drifted off, realizing his friend had played him. Not just with the new game, but once his story was coming out, saved the news of his niece as a surprise. "Actually, me boy, she's not 'xactly me niece. See, her grandmum, and mine were childhood friends back in County Derby, see. Keionna's the only granddaughter of her son, Albert. Seeing as me Da and Albert were practically raised as brothers, and Keionna's parent's died in a car accident some years back, Keionna's been living with Albert and her grandmum. So now she's like family, see, and well she's here a-visiting her "Unca" Thom." Thom explained to the Andrews. "She's contemplatin' a goin' to university here in America, see. Maybe studying finance and business, maybe hospitality and take over the lodge. We'll see." Thom was obviously proud of his adopted niece. Keionna arrived at that point with the Andrews' bill. "Be sure ya tip her well, I hear her landlord be a charging an outrageous rent!" Thom chuckled and walked away dancing aside as Keionna flicked her towel at him. "What lies has me Unca' been tellin' ya now?" She grinned at Bryan and his parents. "Keionna, we would like to welcome you to America. We are Joe and Alicia Andrews. This is our son Bryan. He may be around a lot this summer as he usually stays at the lake all summer." Joe made the introductions. "I'll look forward ta seein' ya again then, Master Bryan." Keionna collected the bills and went back for Joe's change. Joe left a nice tip for Keionna and the new chef, Little John. As the Andrews drove home, they talked about the plans for the rest of the weekend once the family arrived. When they got home, Bryan suggested they play a game before bed. Getting out the cribbage board, they played three games before choosing to call it quits for the night. Chapter Four Memorial Day weekend went off without a hitch. Bryan's uncle and cousins did help get the pier and boat slip in the lake. The rest of the weekend was filled with family games, cookouts, a campfire, and general hilarity. Both Bryan and Alicia were able to get their minds off each other's bodies. If his parents had sex that weekend, Bryan did not hear them. Monday evening came. Joe and Alicia had the car loaded and ready to return to the city. Bryan's cousins had left without destroying anything. Bryan had actually enjoyed spending time with his younger cousins. They had grown up some in the past year. "So what's your feeling about staying up at the cabin all summer, Bryan?" Joe asked his son. "Not as much to work on this year, since we finished up the pole barn, but you're welcome to stay again." "I just worry about you being all alone all week," complained Alicia. "He's got that wild Irish rose to be chasin' after, now doncha see." mimicked his dad. Bryan blushed. "I've got some correspondence courses to do this summer, and I enjoy the solitude of the lake during the week. You guys are here most weekends. Uncle Tony mentioned bringing the boys up a few times to go fishing, so I suppose I'll be just fine." Bryan hadn't really thought of staying at the cabin all summer. He too wasn't sure about being alone all that time. Yet last week had gone okay. "I'll drive home with you guys today, and bring the rest of my stuff up for the summer. I left several of my school books at home." The group caravanned home. It was late when they got into the city, as traffic had been horrendous. When Bryan got up in the morning, both his parents were gone to work. There was a note for him on the kitchen table. Bryan Dear, Summer Camp CHAPTER 1 – INTRODUCTION Hi it's me, Jo Ashram, I'm back again, putting pen to paper (or rather fingers to keyboard) to carry on where I left off with "Becoming a Model Patient". It's been a week since the private party, life is resuming some semblance of normality and my body has stopped aching from the ordeal it endured the previous week! It is now the University's summer holidays and virtually all of the students have gone home for the duration. As a result we (Ethan, Tang, Marc and I) are not required, instead we will receive a retaining fee until the autumn term commences. For me this is music to my ears, six weeks to do as I please and get paid for it! Having parted company with the guys late on Saturday morning I went home and caught up with all the mundane chores that were waiting for me i.e. housework, washing, shopping etc. What a come down, I thought, from being the centre of attention at an orgy to being a cleaner! On the other hand it was good to get some time to myself, straighten out my head and get my ego back to a manageable size.... By the evening I'd completed all the chores and had crashed out on my sofa with a couple of bottles of beer to watch a football match on TV. Compared to the football games that I'd played it all seemed rather tame and before long I called it a day, went upstairs, had a shower and crawled naked into bed exhausted. I had a restless night, tossing and turning feeling that something was missing. When I did eventually drift off to sleep I dreamt of a handsome muscular black man who kept enveloping his arms and legs around me, pinning me down. I felt both trapped and secure simultaneously, initially I tried to resist his encompassing limbs but after a long struggle I gave up the fight. No sooner had I relinquished control than I felt his throbbing cock nudging at my back door, surrendering to the sensations I let him in and felt him slide up inside me until he could go no further. Then my dream took a surreal turn because I felt his cock expanding and his body merging into mine until we had become one person yet retaining our own identities. The dream faded out but one word lingered in my mind – Marc. Sunday morning dawned late for me; pulling back the bedroom curtains I squinted and held a hand out before my eyes as the hot summer sun struck me full in the face. It felt good on my skin but was a shock to my senses having only just woken up. Once my eyes became accustomed to the brightness I gazed out over my back garden. Garden? More like a jungle! It is my pride and joy but since working at the University I simply haven't had the time or energy to devote to it and in my absence the grass and weeds had grown like wildfire turning the neat borders, lawn and vegetable patch into a wilderness. I decided that today was the day I regained control of the wilderness, so quickly making my bed I donned a pair of shorts, went downstairs to have some breakfast before making my way out into the garden. I have always found gardening therapeutic so as I mowed the lawn any cares I had melted away, life felt wonderful and I was in my own little world. In the background I heard a phone ringing, sounds familiar I thought, then with a jolt I realised it was my phone! I raced into the kitchen, and yes, as is predictable it stopped ringing as I ran into the room. Checking the missed call function I saw it was Marc, my heart skipped a beat, I wondered what he wanted and it seemed like ages since I'd last spoken to him (all of one week). Wasting no time I called him back, trying to maintain a calm tone in my voice was considerably harder than it should have been especially when his baritone and slightly husky voice answered my call with a "Hello dude, I was hoping you'd call me back". Making small talk for a few minutes Marc then asked "What are you doing right now?" "I am standing in my hallway wearing just a pair of shorts, all hot and sweaty as I'm in the middle of mowing the lawn, then I will spend several hours weeding." "Sounds like you need a pair of helping hands!" Marc declared "I'll be round in half an hour." Keeping my broad grin in check I said "Why thank you kind Sir, I'll pop some cans of beer in the fridge for afterwards. When you arrive, just come round the back, the gate will be open". "Will do" he replied before hanging up. Heading back to the garden I had an extra spring in my step as I got back into the swing of mowing. That half an hour flew past because before I knew it I heard the sound of the back gate opening and a man's wolf whistle. Looking over my shoulder I shot him a big grin and then said "You're not so bad yourself." Boy was he one fit looking man! A black guy in his early forties, heavy set, close cropped hair with a goatee. Today he was wearing combat trousers, his customary muscle vest and work boots. Smiling in return he sauntered over and gave me a great big bear hug and to my astonishment a long lusty kiss on the lips before stepping back. After getting my breath back I raised my eye brows and asked him what brought that on. "Oh, I don't know, I guess I've missed you buddy" was his amused reply. With that he sat down on the back door step and motioned for me to continue cutting the grass. "Cheeky beggar" I said, "I thought you were coming to help me." Marc replied "I'll help with the weeding shortly but in the meantime I'm going to sit there and admire the hot body labouring before me!" Well, I guess he had a point (being very modest of course); from what I saw in the mirror and other guys had told me I was reasonably pleasing to the eye. My olive skin tones and black hair which cover most of my chest, arms and legs (but thankfully not too much on my back) and now thanks to the University's gymnasium, my muscles were well developed, which all seem to make me a target of both men and women's eyes. Chuckling to myself I resumed the grass cutting, doing my best to ignore Marc's smirking each time I headed towards him with the mower, and his eyes burning into my back as I headed away. Soon enough I'd completed the grass cutting, putting the mower away I sat down next to Marc just close enough to touch him but outside of his personal space. "Hey you look like you could do with a beer" he said. "I would love one, there's some in the fridge" I replied. Jumping up Marc fetched two cans of beer and sat back down within an inch of me, clearly he wanted to be closer to me. Taking a couple of swigs from my can I turned to Marc and asked what his plans were for today. He looked at me thoughtfully for a couple of seconds before responding. "My sons are staying with their mother this weekend, so I'm free to spend some time with my favourite fuck buddy without suspicions being raised in my kids' inquisitive minds. I am hoping to stay overnight, if you have no objections, stay until mid morning before leaving to collect them around lunch time." Inside I was elated but I managed to retain a veneer of composure, with a trace of a smile I raised my can took a swig and said "Your plans are fine by me but we have some work to do first." Giving him a hard push which sent him sprawling, with a giggle I jumped up and headed for the shed to fetch two sets of kneeling pads, hand forks and gloves. Turning round I saw that Marc was still sitting where I'd left him, giving him a mock frown and told him to get up and help me or I would punish him later. Calling me a slave driver he rose and sauntered over and took the tools from me and we set to work on the flower beds. Within an hour we had completed the beds and were making headway with the vegetable patch, it was hot work under the baking sun and I could feel the sun burning my back. Marc, sweating profusely, decided enough was enough and stripped off his top then started unbuckling his belt. Nervously I glanced at the neighbouring houses, laughing Marc told me not to worry he had boxer shorts underneath. Relieved, I resumed watching Marc remove his trousers, God I could gaze at his body forever! Bringing myself to my senses I returned to the task at hand concentrating as hard as I could on pulling up weeds. Finally we were done and surveying the garden I was pleased with the results and said so. Smiling in acknowledgement, he took my hand and led me inside and up to the bathroom where we stripped off our shorts and stepped into the shower. Soaping each other up was incredibly sensual, I could have exploded there and then, but Marc had other ideas. Each time my hands drifted down to my crutch he growled and slapped them away. As time went on my needs became more urgent and my hips began to buck trying to make contact with any surface to get some friction. Marc acknowledged the situation by kneeling down in front of me, wrapping his arms around my waist he slowly licked his way up my shaft. Aaargh! I didn't know if I was in agony or ecstasy but my balls were getting tighter and tighter and my cock was beginning to pulse. Finally his mouth reached my cockhead and in one smooth movement he swallowed the whole of my cock so that his goatee was pressing into my balls. I could contain myself no longer and with one almighty groan I started to orgasm sending load after load of jism down his throat. I expected him to pull away, instead he simply swallowed it all and carried on sucking my cock until I stopping jerking around and my cock started to shrink. Releasing me, he stood up gave me a broad grin and led me by the hand to the bedroom, not even pausing to dry ourselves. Pushing me sharply in the back in the direction of the bed, I stumbled and landed in an ungainly sprawl face down but before I could utter a rebuke I felt two large hands take hold of my thighs and forcefully spread them wide, then his bearded mouth pushed its way between my cheeks and a hot wet tongue started lapping at my whole. Any thoughts of protest swiftly evaporated as I gave into the heavenly sensations caused by his probing tongue, round and round it lapped before darting in and out, then thrusting back in again before slowly retreating. My hips responded by rising and falling in time to his lapping trying to get as much of his tongue in me as possible, my cock began to rouse once more. Before long the tongue withdrew and I felt the bed move as Marc changed his position on the bed and in the place of his tongue I felt his cockhead gently push against my ring. I knew what was coming, looking up at him I asked "Do me a favour please and use some lube as my hole is tight and virginal." Between fits of laughter he said "I don't think so, not when you can take two fists up there quite comfortably!" "Good point," I replied "but it would be kinder on me though." Winking at me in agreement Marc reached across me to be bedside cabinet, grabbed the lube bottle and generously applied it to his cock. Then without further delay he slowly pushed his cock inside me, giving me time to adjust to the invasion, until all nine inches were firmly buried within me. Keeping his cock still he lowered his body onto mine and I could feel his breath on the nape of my neck just before he started to kiss my neck and shoulders. Slowly, ever so slowly he started to thrust in and out of me, withdrawing until my ring clasped the ridge of his cockhead before plunging back in again. His thrusting became more forceful and faster until he was pulling out completely leaving my hole gaping before re-entering. My mind was swamped with the incredible sensations and I assumed that he was going to continue until he came, I could feel his breath getting hoarser; surely any moment now he'll shoot his load up me. Instead, catching me by surprise he pulled out, climbed off the bed, flipped me over onto my back and pulled me towards him until my bum was hanging over the edge. Then still holding my ankles he grabbed one of the nearby pillows and shoved it under my hips. Next he told me to wrap my arms round the back of my knees and not to let go until he told me to do so. "Yes Sir!" I said with a chuckle which resulted in me getting a playful slap on the bum. Holding my legs in this manner exposed my hole totally and Marc wasted no time in plunging his cock back into me, on and on he went until my ring had lost all resistance and wasn't closing when he pulled out. Seemingly satisfied with this state of affairs he pulled out completely and inserted four fingers with ease, then tucking his thumb in behind them with a slight push his hand was drawn inside bringing an involuntary sigh from my lips. I felt his fist open up inside me and then his cock joined it and I realised he was wanking himself off! In no time at all his body began to heave and shudder and then he exploded sending jets of jism deep into my bowels. When he'd stopping cumming he pulled his cock out but left his fist inside me, kneeling down he started to gently push his fist further up into me. Reaching the second ring he teased, stroked and massaged it until it opened up like a flower and let him pass through. I was panting and my cock was ready to explode again but with no hands free there was nothing I could do to relieve it. Like a giant cock Marc's fist and forearm fucked me until with a cry I exploded jism all over my chest and face. Only then did he remove his fist from my hole and allow me to lower my legs. With a broad grin on his face he looked at me before announcing that he'd been waiting a long time to do that to me. Extending an arm towards me he helped me off the bed and led me to the bathroom for our second shower of the day. This time it was purely for cleansing purposes and while we washed we discussed our options for the rest of the day. Stepping outside I locked the front door behind me, I turned and as I did so I caught the reflection of Marc and myself in the glass and it took my breath away. Suited and booted was a phrase that sprang to mind, we looked like we meant business and a little voice in the back of my mind said we made a handsome couple. Except that we weren't a couple, not it Marc's mind at least, a relationship was one complication he didn't need or require. I dismissed that thought as quickly as it had appeared; nothing was going to spoil our evening. Now as we walked down the street to catch a bus into town Marc's attitude and mannerism towards me had changed, gone was the horny devil who'd screwed me senseless a couple of hours ago and wanted to be as close as possible. In its place was a streetwise gangster look-alike holding me at arm's length (in fact acting very straight). I am ashamed to say that I don't know which turned me on the most; I was just enjoying the ride and hoping that he wouldn't tire of me. Our first destination in town was a high class restaurant in the nice part of town, one that I would normally walk straight past because of its exclusivity and its prices. Marc had promised me a treat and he wasn't bluffing, he walked in as if he owned the joint and the Maitre De greeted him in a way which indicated that he'd been here many times before. As we sat down at our table I commented on this fact, nodding in agreement he confirmed that although it was expensive the food was excellent and he always came here when there was a special occasion or he wanted it to be intimate. The food and service was impeccable and I was having such a good time that I simply didn't want it to end, all too soon though we were drinking after dinner coffees and debating on whether to continue with our plans for the evening or to call time and go home to make some of our own entertainment. I was in favour of the second option but Marc was in the mood for dancing, so I gave in gracefully and agreed to go clubbing. Having paid the bill we casually made our way out onto the street, just as I reached the threshold I held a sly hand touch my bum and gave it a sharp pinch, hard enough to make me jump and Marc chuckle. Catching a taxi across town we arrived at the nightclub, lit up like a camp neon beacon, it was hardly a discreet destination for a straight acting guy! But keeping my thoughts to myself I followed Marc into the foyer where a large number of people were gathered in the process of paying their entrance fees and using the cloakroom facilities. I quickly realised that despite its outward appearance this wasn't a gay venue at all and that the age range was broad, from teenagers up to men and women in their forties. At least I wouldn't feel like a granddad and out place. Marc must have read my mind because he turned to me giving me an affectionate squeeze on my arm and asked "Was this what you had been expecting?" Deciding to be honest I admitted "Not really, it did come as a bit of a surprise. I thought for moment you were making a grand gesture of coming out of the closet." A look of horror flashed across his face momentarily before his composure was restored, I thought I'd blown my chances and started to stammer an apology. Putting a finger to my lips to hush me he said "It's okay, I asked you a question and the answer you gave surprised me that's all. It's my turn to be honest, I chose this nightclub deliberately. It's popular with a wide age range of partygoers of all sexual persuasions so if we happen to meet anyone I know no suspicions will be raised if they see me with you." "Oh, right I see" I replied. "Do you expect to?" "Who knows, you can never tell, I am such a popular guy!" he laughed, at the same time grabbing his sizable trouser bulge. With my eyes following his movement I commented "You most certainly are, but I think I shall verify your claim later tonight" and licked my lips to emphasise the point. "Mmm, I think that may be in order" he chuckled, "but first things first, let's have a couple of drinks and a few dances to get us in the mood before heading home for, well you know." Having paid our entrance fees Marc led me to the bar and I bought two beers for us, leaning up against the bar we surveyed the room taking it all in. As we sipped our beers and made small talk, looking over Marc's shoulder I became aware of a young black guy standing not too far away. What caught my eye was that although he was clearly with a girl between smooches he was edging ever closer and appeared to be studying us, or rather Marc. I was about to mention this to him when I heard "Dad? I thought it was you, what are you doing here?" Uh oh here we go; this is going to get very interesting I thought. Without batting an eyelid Marc turned round smiling broadly and said "Hello son, so your mother's let you out to play then?" Before anyone could react, Marc gestured to me saying "Jo, I'd like you to meet my eldest son Lloyd and his girlfriend Nikki. Lloyd and Nikki I'd like you to meet my friend and work colleague Jo". I stuck my hand out to shake Lloyd's tentatively offered hand and then proceeded to kiss Nikki's cheek in greeting. To break the ice I asked them if they'd like a drink, which they accepted with a grin until Marc told me to only get them soft drinks as they're under age. As their faces dropped I felt a little sorry for them but I did as Marc had requested, returning to the trio I handed them each a coke along with another bottle of beer for Marc. Finding some vacant seats we sat down and chatted about how each other's day had gone. Lloyd was a real joker once he opened up and had us in stitches relating his antics at home with his mother and in town in Nikki. For her part she smiled in all the right places but when the attention was off her I noted she was studying me more than I would have expected. Suddenly she clapped her hands in glee, burst out laughing and pointed a finger at me announcing "I remember now! I thought I knew your face when Marc introduced you; it's now come back to me. I remember my mum making a great deal of fuss about going to see a charity football tournament and how she "admired" a particular goalkeeper who managed to lose his clothes several times during the afternoon and how he'd given her a kiss during the lap of honour the team had made at the end of the tournament. I didn't believe her until I saw the highlights on the local evening news, she was so flustered that it made my dad really cross and he turned the television off! Well you're even better looking in real life than you were on the telly". Summer Camp "Uh thanks, I think" was all I could say in reply. Lloyd looked from her to me and back to Nikki, I don't think he could believe what he was hearing. "Dad is this true? Is your friend that guy off the telly?" "Yup sure is" Marc replied. "Jeez, I've never met anyone famous before." Lloyd said with a certain amount of awe in his voice. "I'm hardly famous" I commented, "All I was doing was participating in a fund raising event". I was trying my best to change the topic of conversation. The next couple of hours flew past, we never did get on to the dance floor, instead we sat around chatting and laughing as if we'd known each other for years and this was a regular occurrence. Eventually Marc turned to me and said it was time to be making a move, Lloyd and Nikki stood up to join us but Marc said that it was getting late and they should be heading home otherwise Lloyd's mum would be getting worried and start asking him awkward questions (as would be Nikki's parents). With a sullen expression Lloyd reluctantly agreed and shook my hand again, Nikki gave me a great big hug and announced that her mum would be sooooo jealous when she tells her. Laughing at this comment we parted company after making sure the two kids were safely in a taxi and on the way home. Turning to Marc I asked "Do you want to carry on clubbing or shall we make our way home?" Yawning he decided we'd get a taxi back to my place and stay the night as planned. "Okay old man" I laughed and called for a taxi. While we waited I remarked "What a strange coincidence it is that on our first night out together we should just happen to bump into your eldest son and you don't seem all that surprised. If I didn't know better I would have said that it was deliberate." As we climbed into the taxi which had just arrived Marc gave me a half smile and admitted "It was partly by chance and partly planned. I had a good idea that Lloyd might show up because it is his favourite night spot, if he hadn't shown up it wouldn't have mattered we would simply have carried on with our plans as normal. However I was hoping that Lloyd would show up because it would be the ideal way to start introducing you into their lives and getting them used to you being around." "Okay," I replied, "I think I get the direction you're going in with this but exactly how much is Lloyd going to know?" "At the moment I just want him to think we're mates and work colleagues, nothing more. Okay if he guesses so be it, we'll cross that bridge when we get to it. I just thought this would be a good way of us meeting up more often without suspicions being raised or having to rely on random timetabling when my sons will be out of the way." He explained. I agreed "This sounds like a good idea especially if it means I can get you into bed more often!" I must have said this louder than I had intended to because the taxi driver looked into the rear view mirror and gave me a wink before resuming his focus on the road ahead. Turning on the hallway light I asked Marc if he'd like a coffee or something to eat, in answer he gave me a quick kiss on the lips and said he just wanted to have a shower and get to bed. This sounded promising so I agreed and led him by the hand upstairs and into the bathroom. I let him shower first so that I could prepare the bedroom i.e. put some soft lighting on, pull back the duvet, make sure plenty of lube was at hand etc. As he got out of the shower I got in giving his bum a playful grope. Having showered and shaved I made my way into the bedroom to find Marc lying sprawled out on the bed quietly snoring. No sex tonight then but at least he's in my bed I thought to myself as I climbed in beside him, pulled the duvet up and gently held him in my arms. Without waking up he adjusted his position until we lay spooned together and within a few minutes I drifted off to sleep as well. I woke up early disturbed in part by the fact that I wasn't used to sharing my bed but mainly because I had a raging hard on! Although it was clear that we'd shifted positions during the night, my crotch was pushed into his bum and my cock lay between his cheeks. Acting on impulse I reached behind me for the tube of lube on my bedside table, then pulling away a little I liberally lubed up my cock and smeared a generous glob around his anus. In his slumber Marc responded by adjusting his position to make access easier for me. Aiming my cockhead at his hole I slowly pushed until it had slipped past the ring. Pausing for a minute to allow Marc to become accustomed to its presence I then drove the rest of my cock inside until we were tightly spooned together again. Holding him tightly to me, I gently nuzzled his neck and shoulders as I slowly fucked him. He was a talented bottom because he relaxed his hole as I pushed in and tightened it as I pulled back, the sensations I was experiencing were fantastic and it wasn't long before I shot the first of several loads deep inside him. After the first orgasm I left my cock in place until it started to recover and then started to fuck him once more, this time more energetically and having woken up Marc was more responsive. By the third round of fucking we were like rampant beasts, not able to get enough of one another. It was just as well that he has dark skin because it would cover the love bites I gave him very well. Finally I was spent, pulling out for the final time I told him it was time to get up and to get cleaned up, he was a dirty little so and so. "Oh am I?!" he cried and giving me a hard slap on the bum he chased me laughing into the bathroom where we showered again, this time together and in a way that felt so good I could have told him that I loved him – except that I didn't. CHAPTER 2 – TICKETS ARRIVE & AN INVITATION GIVEN TO MARC Sitting at the dining table we sipped our coffees, munched on a round of toast for breakfast idly chatting about last night and our plans for the day ahead. I was planning on paying my parents a surprise visit as I hadn't seen them for several weeks although I spoke to them regularly by telephone. As to Marc he was going to stay for a little while before returning to his home ready for the arrival of his two sons back from staying with their mother. I had just finished clearing up the breakfast things when there was a ring on the doorbell, opening the door I did my best to mask the impatience I was feeling, the time I had with Marc was precious! Standing there bright and breezy was the postman with a large envelope, "Good morning Sir, sorry to disturb you. I have an item here requiring your signature." Smiling in reply I signed where indicated, thanked him and closed the door pondering what it could be. Marc appeared to be as intrigued as I was by the way he hovered over my shoulder trying to see the contents of the envelope. "Uh uh! You nosy so and so!" I giggled trying to stop him from looking, to no effect because he simply wrapped his arms around my waist and wouldn't let me go. "Okay okay". I said gasping between fits of laughter, "I'll open it now." Sitting down again side by side at the dining table I tore open the envelope and spread the contents over the table. Instantly I recognised the letter headed paper, it was from the University signed by Dr. Tom Wallis (Head of Student Services) and contained as promised two complimentary tickets (one in my name, the other was for a guest of my choosing) for one week's stay at the summer camp. Tom's letter outlined the timetable of events for the Summer Camp along with instructions on when and where I was to catch the coach and what to bring with me. It also reminded me that the terms and conditions of my contract which would still apply during the trip (after all although it was a 'holiday' I was still being paid by the University and therefore technically a member of staff). Wherever we will be based will be considered "campus" and the applicable terms were: 1.Whenever the employee is on campus he is obliged to comply with all requests made of him by senior management including lecturers. In return no request will be made which will incur permanent physical harm. 2.The employee will treat staff and students with respect at all times, in return he will be treated with all due respect afforded to members of staff. 3.During lectures and other teaching scenarios the employee is obliged to comply with all reasonable requests made by students providing it does not contravene terms 1 & 2. 4.The employee shall maintain a professional attitude at all times to facilitate the increased learning of the students and success of the University as a seat of medical excellence. 5.The employee agrees not to divulge any information to the public unless expressly permitted by the University. We would be leaving next Saturday morning at 08:00 from the University Campus by coach and returning the following Saturday late evening. We were to bring outdoor clothing along with casual wear. I must have been lost in thought because it took a couple of taps on my shoulder by Marc to bring me back to the room. "Oh sorry, I was miles away." I said smiling at him. "Well? Who's the lucky person who's going to accompany you on this free holiday then?" He asked. "Oh, I don't know, I'll have to have a long hard think about it...." I said deliberately overacting the innocent look. Clearly this was not a satisfactory response because with a mock frown he started to tickle me in the ribs demanding the correct answer. Wriggling and doing my best to get away I finally managed to gasp out the answer he was waiting for – he was going to be my guest to accompany me on my "holiday". Satisfied he let me go with a broad grin on his face, and then gave me a quick kiss before announcing that he'd love to join me. Glancing at his watch and cursing under his breath he announced that he really had to pack his kit up and head on home, his boys were due home at lunch time and he needed to make arrangements for their care while he was away next week. Following him upstairs, I watched him pack his overnight bag and discussed our plans for the coming trip. Due to his home commitments we agreed not to meet again until Saturday morning on campus although no doubt we'd speak on the mobile or via email. Standing on my doorstep as he was leaving I gave him a big bear hug and waved him off, all the while doing my best to keep a smile on my face so he wouldn't feel awkward about leaving me. The only consolation I had was watching his muscular back and pert bum walk down the road knowing that only a few hours ago it had been mine for the taking. Closing the door behind me the house felt suddenly empty, pull yourself together lad I thought, it won't be long until you see him again and Marc's clearly keen to spend time with you so stop being such a drama queen. CHAPTER 3 – TWO COACH LOADS OF STUDENTS & A TRIP TO SCOTLAND Having got to grips with myself, life quickly returned to normal and I spent the next couple of days with my parents having paid them a surprise visit. It was so good to see them, although I didn't live in their pockets emotionally we were very close and I guess I was still their little boy, so I was discreet in how I described my job as a model patient and my friendship with Marc, Ethan, Tang and the other guys at University. On my return I prepared for the coming trip, treating myself to some new clothes and travel bag and generally enjoying the free time I had left until Saturday. Having been jolted awake early on Saturday morning by my alarm clock I grabbed some breakfast, got dressed, picked up my travel bag which I'd packed the previous evening. Locking my door securely behind me I made my way to the University. I really should have got a taxi because my bag was heavy and by the time I reached the campus I was hot and tired; taking a few minutes breather I watched the pigeons enjoying the quietness of the campus. When I'd cooled down I walked the short distance to the meeting point to find two coaches, some sixty students and their luggage, four members of staff and of course Marc waiting for me. Joining Marc and the other members of staff (Dave, Tom, Neil and Callum all of whom I knew intimately) I asked if I was late. "No" Tom replied, "but another five minutes and you would have been!" With that the two coach drivers appeared and invited everyone to start loading their luggage into the stowage areas of the coach, when that was done the students crammed onto the coach jostling each other in a good natured way hoping to get the best seats for themselves. Tom turned to us and whispered there's no need for us to rush, we had seats reserved for us at the front of the second coach. Once the stampede was over we climbed on board and found our seats – Dave and Tom in the front two seats, then me and Marc, finally Neil and Callum behind us. As we settled ourselves Dave turned round looked at the four of us with a dirty grin and asked "Are you guys looking forward to this trip?" When we replied that we were, he said "Good because so are Tom and I. We are anticipating a very enjoyable time for all of us, especially if we enjoyed getting our rings stretched to the max!" He laughed at our expressions; we clearly hadn't expected him to be quite so frank in their plans for us. All this hilarity attracted the attention of the other students and they called out what was going on. "Don't worry lads." Dave replied, "You'll find out soon enough!" He sat down again with a very dirty chuckle. Marc turned to me whispering in my ear asking what I made of it all. I shrugged my shoulders, saying "We'll find out soon enough but whatever is going to happen, probably won't be anything like we imagine it to be. Does it matter? We've enjoyed the previous week's activities so we'll probably enjoy this week's activities too. So I guess its sit back and enjoy the ride, so to speak." "Indeed," Marc said nodding "it just depends on who's doing the riding!" Within a few minutes the coaches pulled away and started our long journey northwards to Scotland. You won't be surprised to hear that the journey was tedious to say the least, six hours on the road with a couple of convenience breaks. For a while the six of us sat and chatted but the conversations naturally died out after about an hour and before long I was drifting off to sleep for most of the journey, using Marc's beefy shoulder for a pillow. Whenever I stirred I could feel his hand resting on my thigh, slowly caressing it. Smiling to myself I would drift off again. CHAPTER 4 – CASTLE & ESTATE ON THE COAST At long last we exited the motorway just as we crossed the border from England into Scotland, and the coaches were soon cutting across rolling countryside which gradually changed from pastures to open woodland and then into thick forest. After another half an hour winding through the thick forest the coaches abruptly slowed down and turned left up a side road. We continued for about five hundred metres before coming to a halt in front of a large pair of iron gates, on either side stretching out as far as the eye could see were eight foot high brick walls. Slowly the gates opened and the coaches drove through. Dave looked round at us asking "Are you were impressed?" Callum spoke for all of us when he said "I don't know if I am impressed or intimidated." Nodding in agreement Dave confirmed "I understand, after all I felt the same way when I'd first arrived but all will be explained during the welcome meeting." Facing the front again he left us in peace to admire the passing scenery, for several miles the thick woods continued before slowly thinning to open woodland. Then finally we could see our destination, a huge castle and beyond it a large long lake with a wooded island rising from the middle of the lake. In the distance the surrounding forests met the shores of the lake creating a typically Scottish idyllic setting. The castle was gloomily imposing, four stories high with turreted towers at each corner, and a grand entrance at the front with a sweeping gravel driveway bordered at regular intervals by life size marble statues of nude males in athletic poses. I don't know if it was just my imagination but the features of some of the statues looked vaguely familiar, I made a mental note to myself to examine them later. The coaches slowed to a halt in front of the entrance and we disembarked (somewhat stiffly) and collected our luggage before slowly congregating in the main lobby. Once assembled Tom clapped his hands to gain everyone's attention then informed the students that their dormitories were to be found on the first and second floors and they could choose which beds to occupy. Turning to us members of staff he told us we had a small dormitory of our own up on the third floor sufficiently separated from the students to afford privacy and peace during what would probably prove to be a rowdy experience, above all students were prohibited from entering. Tom told everyone to take their luggage to their dormitories, unpack, freshen up and meet back down here in 30 minutes where we would be introduced to the staff and a briefing session would be held. We looked at each other, took hold of our bags and followed Tom up the grand spiral staircase, along with sixty students all jostling trying to get up the stairs first to bag the best beds. Leaving the students behind on the second floor we climbed the stairs to the third floor and I had a chance to admire the starkly minimalist decor which complemented the dark wood flooring and skirting boards. At the top of the stairs was a short corridor and at the end was a single solid wooden door with a large key in the lock. Tom unlocked the door and led the way into our dormitory, we followed silently behind not knowing quite what to expect. The view that met our eyes was totally unexpected, instead of the classic school style dormitory it was more like a hotel – light and airy, continental style furniture with six single beds placed randomly around the room. At one end of the room, just like in the University's staff room, was a wet area consisting of a toilet, bidet & shower, clearly privacy was not going to be permitted during our stay! But what caught my attention was the huge circular black PVC covered bed in the middle of the room, it must have measured twelve feet in diameter and three feet high, I had a sneaky idea what this bed might be used for. Catching my eye Dave grinned but said nothing, instead he chose a bed and dumped his bag on it, following suit we made our way back downstairs, having locked the door behind us. CHAPTER 5 – SETTLING IN & MEETING THE STAFF Downstairs the students were milling around waiting for us to arrive, on Tom's directions we all made our way into the grand hall and sat down on the seats provided. Standing in front of us Tom introduced Douglas, the castle manager. Douglas looked distinctly clonish, in his sixties he had close cropped white hair, a long pointed goatee and twinkling blue eyes. He was wearing faded blue jeans, a white T-shirt, a black leather waistcoat and black Doc Martins. Over the next half an hour he informed us of the history of the castle and estate from its construction, through its heydays and slow decline to dereliction until the University purchased it five years ago at a knock down price. Of course although it was cheap to buy it had cost several million pounds to renovate and restore it to its former glory. The castle came with several thousand acres of forest and mixed woodland along with the lake that we had seen on our approach. The whole estate was protected by a brick wall eight feet high with only one entrance and that was the giant gates we had entered through. When questioned about the purpose of the wall, Douglas quite candidly admitted that it served to prevent intruders and unwanted prying eyes from gaining access to the estate and the castle. The University had purchased the estate for the sole purpose of providing a hedonistic retreat for the students and staff to combat the stress they encountered on a daily basis, where the only rules were: Summer Camp a.University property was to be respected and protected at all times. Any damage caused would entitle the University to seek financial compensation or payment in kind from the offender at the University's discretion. b.Intentional physical injury of any kind is expressly forbidden, any incidences which occur will be fully investigated and any person found guilty of this offence will be dismissed immediately. c.This is a clothing optional establishment, nakedness is permitted throughout the castle and estate at all times, except at meal times for hygiene reasons. d.All guests agree not to divulge any information to the public unless expressly permitted by the University. After these rules had been disclosed and explained you could have heard a pin drop, I don't think anybody knew what to say or how to react. Now I understood why the sixty students offered places for the summer camp were all male, having females present would only complicate matters and affect the ambience of the place. I also recalled Dave's questions at the beginning of the coach trip and now suspected what would be expected of us (not that I would object too hard I dare say). Tom thanked Douglas for his input; turning to the students he asked "Are there were any questions." Not getting a response from anyone, he said "Okay folks! You're free to go and unpack, then familiarise yourselves with the castle and grounds before meeting up at 7:00pm for the evening meal. If anyone has any questions in the meantime just ask a member of the castle staff or come and find me or Dave. After dinner a variety of ice breaking activities will be organised." After this announcement a tidal wave of noise broke over us as the students suddenly became animated, standing up and heading for the doorway. As we waited for the pandemonium to calm down I stood next to Neil, Marc and Callum, smiling slightly I asked them what they made of Douglas and Tom's little introduction piece. Laughing in response they said that the next week should prove to be very interesting, Marc wondered how many students he would get to sample before it was time to leave. Neil and Callum decided to take this as a challenge and bet Marc that they would get to polish more rings than him. "You're on." he countered. "So what's the prize for the winner and the penalty for the two losers?" I asked. Blank expressions met my gaze. "I know," I grinned broadly, "the winner and myself get to double fist the losers in front of the students on the last evening of this stay, so come on guys put your money where your mouth is." Suddenly becoming macho mutts they squared up to each other, shook hands and said it was a deal. By now the rush of students had slowed to a trickle and we were joined by Dave, Tom and Douglas. Douglas was a sharp cookie because he asked "What bet have you just agreed on?" Not getting an initial response he cajoled us and said "We are all here to help each other have a fantastic experience during our stay, if you won't talk to me how can I help?" Taking a deep breath I quickly explained the bet to him, instead of the negative reaction that I had been expecting Douglas simply turned to Tom with a thoughtful expression and asked that if we could leave it with him overnight he would draw up a timetable of activities which should help us to achieve our goal with the prize being an excellent entertainment spectacle for the last night. Tom patted me on the back, congratulating me on having such a flair for the theatrical and a highly charged sexual imagination. As I followed the guys upstairs to the dormitory I studied Marc's muscular bum and imagined what it would be like to get both fists up inside his meaty butt. He must have felt my eyes burning into his cheeks because he turned round and said "You shouldn't count your chickens until they've hatched and besides he had no intention of losing." "That's as maybe" I countered "but one way or other I intended to get my hands up there, it was just a matter of time!" The next couple of hours or so was spent in the dormitory unpacking clothes; chatting about the journey, our expectations for the coming week; chilling out and having a quick snooze on the bed. At about 6:00pm Tom suggested "We should all get washed and changed ready for the evening meal and following entertainment. Oh and by the way it might be worth having a thorough clean out." Looking at the other guys I shrugged my shoulders, then with a wry smile said "And there was me thinking it was going to be a holiday it looks like it's business as usual." As I had the attention of other guys the exhibitionist in me kicked in, I slowly pulled my T-shirt over my head, removed my trainers and socks, and then slowly peeled my jeans down. As I stepped out of them I took hold of my boxer's waistband, threw a wink towards Marc and in one smooth movement removed them. Standing there stark naked I casually asked "Would anyone care to help clean me out?" Neil announced "I will only be too glad to assist. I've been looking for an excuse to gain access to your butt ever since you were in my classes and the subsequent private party." He quickly shucked his clothes revealing a decent body, not as muscular as mine or Marc's but not bad all the same. He was in his forties, fair haired, freckles all over and with a light sprinkling of body hair. Glancing at his crotch his semi-hard on showed promise and supported his statement that he was pleased to help. Walking over to the wet area with Neil I could hear the tell tale sounds of rustling clothes as the others started to strip and then the soft footfall of naked feet on the wooden flooring. Kneeling down in the shower area with my head on the floor and bum in the air I watched the guys approach as Neil adjusted the temperature of the water flowing out of the douching pipe, then having applied lubricant to my hole he gently inserted the tube allowing the warm water to flow into my rectum and up into my bowels. As my bowels started to bloat the tube was removed and I quickly sat on the toilet to let the mixture of water and faeces out. This process was repeated several times until the water ran clear. Then it was Neil's turn to be cleaned out and I had to admit to myself he did have a nicely proportioned butt and his hole looked like it could easily accommodate the douching tube. Tickling his hole with a couple of fingers caused him to wriggle before I inserted the tube and started the cleaning out process. Once he was completely clean I decided to keep hold of the douching tube and indicated that I would be cleaning out Marc and Callum too. Then in a move which caught me by surprise Dave and Tom joined us in the shower area having stripped naked and told me to clean them out as well. The look on my face must have amused them because they laughed and confirmed that they had every intention of participating in all the activities during this week, after all it was their "holiday" too. Seeing those two guys kneeling in front of me with holes exposed ready to be invaded turned me on massively and my cock sprang to attention in response. Up to now they had been in a position of power and I had always been on the receiving end but now the roles were to be reversed if only for a few minutes. With Dave I took advantage of the situation and as the tube entered him I gently inserted a couple of fingers to assess the elasticity of his ring. Pushing back reflexively Dave glanced over his shoulder and said grinning "I can take a lot more than that as you will no doubt discover before the end of the week and before you ask so can Tom so there is no need to pull sly stunts like that." I blushed in embarrassment as the other guys realised what I had done. Finally once everyone had been cleaned out, we took it in turns to shower and shave before drying off and dressing in the University 'uniform' of black sweatshirt (with University logo), black T-shirt, black jogging bottoms, jockstraps, black socks and trainers. Then with only minutes to spare we made our way down to the dining hall to be greeting by the cheering and catcalls of the students waiting for us. The room was laid out like a regular canteen with rows of tables and benches giving the place a casual ambience and leant itself well to our purposes. As members of staff we had a table to ourselves but it was close enough to the student's tables to prevent any sense of alienation. As we sat down, the castle staff proceeded to bring out the starters and the high spirited chatter calmed to a gentle hum, then silence as we ate the food in front of us. Then as we waited for the main course the noise levels rose again, I turned to the other guys and asked them what they thought of the meal so far, we were all in agreement about the high standards, it was like being in a high class restaurant crossed with a youth hostel! The main course and dessert followed each swiftly and before we knew it over coffees Douglas made his appearance and announced what he had arranged for an after dinner entertainment to get us in the mood for the hedonistic week that lay ahead. Having got our attention, he explained "I will be splitting you students into ten teams of six and one group of six members of staff. You will be playing strip general knowledge; I will act as compere and referee. The object of the game is to be the first team to answer the question thrown open to the room correctly and thereby choose which team will have to remove an item of clothing. However if your team answers incorrectly then you will have to remove an item of clothing instead. The winning team will be the last team wearing clothing, however if a team lost all of their clothing then they have to pay a forfeit which will be decided by me. Did you have any questions? No, then let the games begin!" Turning to Marc and Callum I said "This should be easy enough, between us we should be able to outsmart the others." Dave whispered in response "We shouldn't be so sure as I think the students will take the opportunity to gang up on us before turning on each other." We were to soon find out. Douglas started off with the first question; before I even had time to take in the question a team had their hands in the air and was shouting out the answer. Oh shit I thought to myself, Dave might just be right about this. Douglas with a big grin confirmed that the answer was correct, this brought out cheers and hand clapping from the team that answered. When the team had subsided he asked them which team would be losing an item of clothing, he had barely got the words out of his mouth when the whole room erupted in "Staff, staff, staff!" Turning to us he said "The room has spoken, would we please stand up on your table so that the guys in the room can get a good look at you." With a wry grin Tom said "Ok, let's show them." Leading the way he climbed up onto the table and removed his sweatshirt with a flourish and a bow to the students before throwing it into the crowd. We followed suit and as our sweatshirts flew through the air I could feel a familiar rush of adrenalin (how I loved being an exhibitionist!). Tom indicated that we should sit down on the table with our feet on the chairs as he felt we would be back on the table sooner than we thought. The next question was then asked, once again we were beaten to the answer and surprise, surprise the staff team were chosen to strip again. So we stood up once more and off came our T-shirts which were also thrown into the crowd. Each time we were being beaten, we didn't stand a chance! We gave up getting down from the table and simply stood there smiling back at the grinning faces of the students. They were beginning to get drunk on the wine provided and getting more rowdier in the process. Before I knew it we were standing in just our jock straps, surely this time we must answer a question or we were done for – but no, again we were pipped at the post. "Off! Off! Off!" began the chanting, needing no more than a nod from Douglas we reached for the waistbands of our jock straps, smoothly removed them and threw our last item of clothing into the crowd. Standing up straight again with hands by our sides I could not help but notice that I was not the only one with a semi-hardon. The students were on their feet, stamping, whistling, laughing and in general lewd comments about us. Douglas clapped his hands to gain the room's attention. "Right guys, as I mentioned the losing team will pay a forfeit and what I have in mind I think you will ALL enjoy, even you staff members! The next game is called 'Pin the tail on the Donkey' or more accurately 'Bury the cock in the Ass' which will probably give you a clue to what it's all about. The Staff members will be the Asses who are wild animals and need to be rounded up by you brave hunters. Once rounded up the Asses need to be tamed by being pinned at one end or the other or both!" This bit of information brought a round of cheers from the students but from us a look of trepidation. Douglas continued "However there are a couple of conditions, to make it fairer the Asses will be given five minutes head start to escape and hide, it will be for you hunters to track them down and bring them back. The other condition is that hunters have to be naked too, there is going to be a lot of competition to get your pins in so you won't want to waste time with clothing getting in the way. So please if you wish to take part in this evening's hunt remove your clothing now, if you would prefer not to then I suggest you retire early to your dormitory as it will get pretty wild down here." Surprisingly only about ten guys decided they didn't want to participate, they stood up and made their way out of the room, saluting us as they passed by. That left fifty fairly drunk young guys hurriedly removing their clothes, for me this was a fantasy come true and I quickly sported a hard on. I guess I must have been drooling because Marc dug me in the ribs to break me out of my trance. In the space of a couple minutes all of the students were naked with most sporting erections, some more self-conscious than others and piles of clothes lay all around. From a bag in the corner of the room Douglas took six large bottles of lubricant and gave one to each of us. Then glancing at his stop watch, raising his hand into the air and told us we had five minutes to run and hide before the hunters would be set loose after us. On your marks, get set, run! Out of the room we dashed and into the main hallway, hesitating for a second, we quickly split up. Marc, Callum and me decided to make a dash for the cover of darkness outside while Neil, Dave and Tom opted to hide inside the castle. Flinging the main entrance door open I felt the cool night air hit my body, making me shiver momentarily before I ran as fast as I could over the gravel drive and onto the softer grass lawns. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Marc racing along the side of the castle and disappear round the corner and into the shadows. Callum sped past me racing straight up the drive way, his pale skin glowing in the moonlight. Two option lay ahead of me, I could either head for the open woodland to my right or I could carry straight on keeping to the grass and eventually meet the lake shore where low bushes grew which would provide good hiding places. I chose the latter option, behind me I could hear a muffled cheer as the hunters were released prompting me to increase my speed as I wanted to reach the lake before the hunters emerged. I made it! Skidding to a halt behind the nearest bush I paused to catch my breath, hoping my laboured breathing wouldn't attract attention. Surveying the area around me I saw the perfect hiding place, a natural cove surrounded by bushes and low trees, no one would be able to see me unless they walked along the lake shore. Cautiously peering through the leaves of my cover I could see no hunters so I made a quick dash for the cove and again checked to make sure that I hadn't been seen. Satisfied that I was hidden, I selected a soft patch of grass to lay down on, put my hands underneath my head and gazed up at the moonlit night sky. The air gently moved across my naked skin, cooling me down but not enough to make me cold, in fact it was a perfect summer evening. There was something hypnotic about the sound of the gently lapping waves of the lake, the sighing breeze and the twinkling stars because within a short while my eyes felt heavy and I must have drifted off to sleep. I woke with a jolt; in fact it was a toe digging me in the ribs. Startled I looked at the foot the toe belonged to, up the leg, past the erect cock and at the naked figure of a hunter wearing a black mask, all that could be seen of his features we a pair of eyes and a broad grin. "Well, look what we have here boys!" He shouted, "I've found us an Ass!" I prepared to launch myself into the air to make a quick exit but he must have read my mind because he placed a foot firmly on my chest and said "I don't think so, you're not going anywhere." The sound of his cry brought seven other hunters over, all similarly naked except for black masks, making identifying them in this light virtually impossible. Oh the cunning logic of Douglas! This way the students get to shag us with no repercussions, mmm, I had to admire him on that score. The hunters stood in a ring around me making an escape impossible, the guy who'd first found me told me to hand over the lubricant before getting onto my hands and knees facing away from him. I looked over my shoulder at him and watched as he knelt down between my legs then felt him apply the lubricant inside and around the edge of my anus. As I looked down at the ground I felt the head of his cock gently touch my ring before slowly pushing past the entrance, allowing me time to adjust to the intrusion, but not stopping until he was fully buried and his balls were brushing my cheeks. I could tell from his manner he was not a beginner at this game and that he had a good sized cock. Slowly he pulled back until his head sat at the entrance before plunging back in again, to the chants of his fellow hunters he gradually gained momentum until he was banging my butt hard enough to make me grunt on each thrust. This appeared to arouse one of the hunters into action, he stood in front of me, took hold of my head and thrust his medium sized cock down my throat making me gag momentarily. He wasn't as gentle though, instead he carried on fucking my face regardless of my choking noises, clearly he was getting a massive kick out of being in total control. I was happy as a pig in shit, being spit roasted by two virile young men! On and on the pounding continued until with a loud groan and a shuddering spasm the guy fucking my arse shot load after load of jism deep into me. This sent the hunter fucking me face over the edge too and before I knew it I was swallowing a thick wad of jism down my throat, I carried on sucking until no more came. Both guys pulled out of me as their cocks softened, I took the opportunity to flex my back and take some deep breaths. Then I felt a pair of hands on my hips with a deep voice telling me to brace myself before I felt the head of a fat cock push into me, clearly having just had my arse pounded had removed some of my rings resistance as he had no trouble entering me. On and on he pushed up into me, clearly he was a big boy as I felt him nudging my inner ring before pushing on up, he had to be a good ten inches in length. I commented on this fact which made him laugh. When he'd stopped laughing he confirmed "Being this big does make it difficult to get girls to agree to being fucked but you gay guys seem to love it!" "Oh yes indeed" I agreed. I felt a tap on my head so I looked back round to find another cock waving in my face, wasting no time I swallowed the head and shaft down to the base. I was getting into the swing of this game and just loving it, so much so that I was genuinely disappointed when both guys shot their loads into me because it meant there would be an interruption in the fucking. Not that I had to wait long because the next two guys were impatient and couldn't bury their cocks into me quick enough. Like two rabbits their thrusts were quick and sharp, coming very quickly. The final pair of hunters then assumed their positions only to have the one behind me moan about the fact that my hole had been stretched so much and that there was so much jism up inside he could gain little friction from me. The hunter at my head gave me a sly grin before pulling out of my mouth, he told me to stand up while he lay down on the floor with his cock standing to attention. The other hunter must have understood his intentions because I felt his hands on my shoulders pushing me downwards and instructing me to sit down straddling his waist with his cock buried deep inside me. The hunter lying down then wrapped his arms around my chest holding me tight, this had the effect of exposing my hole and his cock buried within. The hunter who had complained knelt down behind me, placed his cockhead at my opening and with some effort pushed his cock in alongside the one already there. I felt extremely stuffed and they seemed satisfied with the effect, after a couple of minutes of adjusting to each other's presence they coordinated their thrusting and before long were hammering away as if there was no tomorrow. Having two cocks thrusting independently inside me was a novel experience and after the initial discomfort had subsided it was one that I was really getting into. Seeing that I wasn't struggling against the intrusion the bottom hunter released me and I was free to grind myself further down onto the thrusting cocks and act like the complete slut I was! Summer Camp All too soon I felt the familiar pulse of erupting orgasms and the shuddering of guys bodies and the slow subsidence of their erections before pulling out of my sloppy hole with a wet squelch. I thought this was going to be it as all eight guys had shot their loads and I'd be making my way back to the castle but no, the guys had other ideas. The first two hunters were raring to go again and quickly got themselves into position replicating the previous engagement. This time they slipped in easily and I was bouncing for pure pleasure. I felt a tap on my left shoulder, looking in that direction I was presented with the modest sized cock again, timing my bouncing I took the cock in my mouth and swallowed it deeply in one smooth motion. Within a couple of minutes the cock in my mouth shot its load down my throat and withdrew quickly. The reason for this became apparent as the owner of the cock had been pulled backwards and the next hunter took his place. I certainly recognised the next cock, it was the ten inch monster. In my mouth it felt a whole lot wider than up my arse! It took all my effort to suppress my gag reflex but eventually I managed to swallow all of it, as his balls brushed my chin I felt him lightly tap me on the head as if to congratulate me on my efforts. He was an expert at this game and this time he was gentle in his thrusting motions so as to prevent me from heaving. I was so fixated on the cock in my mouth that I that I failed to notice the two cocks ejaculating up me hole until that is they withdrew leaving a slowly closing void. The last two hunters gestured for me to get into position but even I could tell that my ring had lost a lot of its elasticity and as I squatted down to receive their cocks try as I might my ring was too loose to clamp down on them to give sufficient friction. One of them said "It's no use I can't feeling anything in that sloppy hole, what are we going to do?" Before I could say anything Mr Big Dick who had been getting a blow job from me cleared his throat and said he had an idea which might just help their plight. Indicating that we were to disentangle, he then got me to lie on my back and pull my knees to my chest by interlocking my arms together. Then he got the hunter to kneel down and reinsert his cock into my hole which he did with no resistance at all. Looking through my legs and over the shoulder of the hunter in me, I saw Big Dick crouch down and reach under the hunter which drew an anxious look from the guy. Then I felt a couple of finger tips touch my ring and explore the surrounding area before gently pushing inwards, then I felt a third and fourth finger join the first two. While he was gentle in the entry there was no stopping him, then the thumb appeared, still he didn't pause, only when he got to the widest part of his hand did he allow me time to adjust to the intrusion before his whole hand entered my rectum and wrapped itself around the hunter's cock. I could feel the hunter start to thrust again, effectively being wanked off by Big Dick. Within a few minutes the hunter came, shooting his jism up me and pulled out to be replaced by the last hunter still waiting to fuck me. Big Dick left his hand inside me during the change over and started to massage the new cock until it too spurted jism and withdrew. By now I was getting sore and tired, what was worse despite the eight hunters having orgasmed at least twice each I myself had not come once and my balls were aching big time! Big Dick still had his hand in me when he knelt down between my legs and started to fuck me with his balled fist, in no time at all my cock was as hard as rock and with a loud groan and I shot load after load of jism all over my chest and stomach. He gently withdrew his hand from my aching hole and then to my surprise licked every drop of jism from my body. When finished he looked up at my surprised expression, smiled and said "It's was only fair considering what a great sport you've been for me and my mates." "Here! Here!" Agreed the other hunters as they helped me to my feet and continued to support me as I was a little unsteady on my feet. Walking slowly back to the castle I took my time to admire the hunters naked physiques, each one appeared to be under 25 and had naturally toned bodies without having that over developed look that the gym can create. I asked them to take off their masks so I could see them more clearly. "No, no, no" they laughed, "you'll be able to recognise us if we did and we don't want that to happen." Oh well it was worth a try I thought as I returned to admiring their bodies. As we passed through the main doors into the hall way I noticed that the night lights had been lit, what time was it I wondered? As we climbed the staircase I looked up at the grandfather clock on the first floor, it was 1.15am! How time flies when you're having fun! I waved a quiet good night to the guys and carried on up the stairs to the third floor where my bed was calling me. As I silently let myself into the dormitory I could see the sleeping outlines of my colleagues, being naked I didn't have to bother undressing, I simply crawled into bed (I'll have a shower in the morning I promised myself) and quickly drifted off to a well deserved oblivion. CHAPTER 6 – HIKING ROUND THE ESTATE The sound of movement and quiet talking woke me up, casually opening one eye I watched the slender naked figure of Callum walking over to the shower area, the voices I could here were of Dave and Tom making plans for today. I closed my eyes again and relived last night's events in my mind, until that is I heard the deep voice of Marc asking what time I'd got back last night. "Eh?" I feigned innocence. "Don't give me that!" He laughed in response. "I got to bed at 1pm and you weren't back then, I take it a good time was had by all?!" Still keeping up the pretence I said "I don't know what you mean." "Oh really, so if I stick a finger up your heiny hole I won't find any trace of lube or spunk?" With that he got out of bed and made a grab for my duvet. "Ok, ok, I admit it, I did see a little bit of action last night as no doubt you did too if you were out so late!" I retorted. Still he grabbed my duvet, but instead of taking it off me, he climbed into bed with me and snuggled up kissing me on the back of the neck and draped an arm over me. Just as we were getting comfortable Neil sauntered over and said "Come on lovebirds you have twenty minutes to get shaved, showered and dressed before breakfast, we have a full day ahead of us." With a big sigh we kicked the duvet off and did as we were told. Twenty minutes later we were washed and dressed, our clothing had been washed and pressed overnight before Douglas brought them back early this morning. Being clothed again felt a novelty having been naked for nearly twelve hours but this early in the day it felt more appropriate as we walked down the stairs joining the students on our way to the dining hall. Sitting in the dining hall eating my cereal and toast I gazed outside the tall windows watching the tree tops gently swaying in the breeze, there wasn't a cloud in the sky. It's going to be a scorcher I thought to myself. Having completed breakfast Douglas ran through the plans for the day. He confirmed my thoughts by announcing that the weather forecast was for a hot sunny day, perfect for exploring the estate which is exactly what they had planned for us. As with last night the students were going to be split up into groups, this time six groups of ten students with one member of staff to supervise. Each group would be given a route map unique to the group so that our paths wouldn't cross, the estate was that huge. They estimated that the hike should take approximately eight hours depending on the speed we walk and how long we stop for lunch. As we'd be several miles from the castle we would be supplied with a packed lunch. One final piece of advice, Douglas gave was to take plenty of sun cream, water to drink and walking boots to wear. Sounded sensible advice to me. Having completed his speech he gave us fifteen minutes to get ready, collect our lunch and meet up outside the main entrance. Fifteen minutes later I was standing outside in the sunshine, wearing my "uniform" complete with baseball cap, wraparound sunglasses and a small back pack containing my lunch, two bottles of water and sun cream. I was feeling slightly overdressed as the ten students I would be accompanying were wearing considerably less clothing. All ten carried back packs and wore stout walking boots, four (Rob, Harry, Donny and Wes) were wearing T-shirts and jeans, three (John, David and Steve) wore T-shirts and shorts and the remaining three (Lee, Jake and Toby) were totally naked except for sunglasses. Needless to say these three were the "posing" type, more interested in drawing attention than practicalities like going hiking for the day. I would be lying if I said that I was upset by their actions, after all they had good physiques and were attractive looking. Dragging my eyes away from the naked guys I studied the map I was holding in my hands, our route would take us part way round the lake, then veering off to the right through the open woodland and into the forested area. Then we climb up to the ridge overlooking the castle following it all the way down to the coastline before turning inland following the river back up to the lake and then back to the castle. We should get some good views from the ridge, I was glad I had brought my camera with me. Rob and Harry naturally gravitated towards me and the three of us spent the next couple of hours chatting easily and walking at a comfortable pace, we seemed to have a lot in common. As a whole the group remained together but the dynamics changed constantly, thankfully no one was left alone so I was able to concentrate on the conversation with Rob and Harry. The scenery was breathtaking (and not just the naked bodies walking in front of me), I promised myself that I would come back another day so that I could take my time and explore the area in greater depth, hopefully with someone to enjoy it with. As we climbed up to the ridge and looked back on our progress, I took a deep breath and smelt the distinctive aroma of pine trees below us. Life was good I decided and said as much to my two companions, they both agreed, then nudging me in the ribs they said life would be even better if they could get their hands on the three posers. Looking over at the guys in question, I announced that I had a plan and told them to leave it with me. They tried fishing but I wouldn't be drawn and eventually the conversation moved on. Finally we arrived at a natural stopping point, it was sheltered from the prevailing winds and a natural sun trap. It also overlooked the sea so provided a magnificent vista while at the same time feeling private as the coastline is uninhabited. "Hey guys!" I called out, "I think its lunch time, I don't know about you but I'm starving." This seemed to be a popular decision as they all stopped in their tracks and formed a group around me. Within minutes our packed lunches had been opened and we were tucking into them with great gusto. As it was consumed I began to study Lee, Jake and Toby as if I was sizing them up, then gently shook my head before looking away. Jake had spotted this (as I had intended) and asked what was up. I said "Oh nothing, well actually there is, I'm getting concerned about you, Lee and Toby." "Why?" Jake asked. "We're okay." "Yes, you might be now but by the time you get back to the castle you're going to be badly sunburnt and in a lot of pain, you might even have permanent skin damage if you're not careful." I replied. "No man, you're wrong, we're okay." Jake argued. "If that's so" I countered "then why are your shoulders already burning?" As he felt his shoulders Jake's expression changed from cockiness to one of concern. He said "You're right, it is getting sore, what can be done?" I replied saying "I think it's important that you're properly covered in sun cream and covered all over." Reaching into my bag I pulled out my sun cream and asked him "Are you happy for me to do it?" "Sure, I don't see why not" he replied, "after all we're all guys together aren't we and I'm not the shy retiring type." Hardly seeing you've been wandering around naked all day I thought to myself. He then played right into my hands by asking about Lee and Toby, shouldn't they too be treated especially as they were both fair skinned? "Too right", I agreed, "but I only have one pair of hands I will need help if we're not to delay the treatment. Rob and Harry will you help me please? Lee and Toby please come and stand next to Jake. Rob and Harry all you need to do is do exactly as I do and you will be alright. Is everyone in agreement?" Nods all round, so I took the bottle of sun cream and poured a large quantity into my other hand and started to plaster it over Jake's back and shoulders. Handing the bottle over to them Rob and Harry faithfully copied my movements. For the next five minutes I carefully and methodically massaged the cream into every square inch of his back and shoulders. I paused for a moment to get some more sun cream, thinking I'd finished Jake went to thank me but I stopped him short and asked him to bend over and grab his knees. Frowning he asked "Why?" I explained that his cheeks were a very sensitive area as they don't normally see sunlight and it's important that I am especially thorough, by assuming this position all areas are exposed so helping me. Apparently accepting my explanation Jake bent over, grabbed his knees and exposing his puckered anus to me. Lee and Toby assumed the same position, sending Rob and Harry to heaven by the expression on their faces. With a handful of sun cream I resumed the massaging, this time starting at the heels and working upwards I got a close and intimate look at his balls hanging free and his winking eye, what a sight to behold! When my hands got to his cheeks my massage became more sensual, then casually I poured a little sun cream down his crack, letting it accidentally trickle onto his anus. Pretending to wipe away the cream, my finger accidentally rubbed his anus and a fingertip slipped just inside. The ring quivered in response but quickly relaxed, waiting for Jake to say something I held my finger still. When he made no comment I took a chance and slipped my finger further in making sure that as I did so I rubbed against his prostate. Looking over to Rob and Harry I nodded at them that they were to try the same trick, which they did with a subtle smile. From Lee and Toby's expressions I could tell that they had just had fingers inserted into their anuses but as Jake had shown no reaction they didn't want to lose face and so put up with it too. My finger was now completely inserted and constantly stroking Jake's prostate, discretely I adjusted my position and in doing so I could see that he now sported an erection. Slowly withdrawing my finger I told Jake to stand upright again and as if nothing had happened started to apply the sun cream to his chest and arms as thoroughly as I had on his back and legs. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Rob and Harry doing the same. Then kneeling down I applied the sun cream to Jake's shins and thighs, moving up to his waist and stomach I applied a little more cream before turning my attention to his balls and rock hard erection. As I gently rubbed the cream along his shaft I felt a pair of hands grab the back of my head and forcefully guided my mouth down onto his cock head. Mmm this was going better than I had anticipated, not wanting to waste a golden opportunity, I quickly opened up and allowed him inside. His hands held my head still as he began to thrust with his hips, effectively fucking my mouth. With his hands effectively occupied elsewhere I took advantage of the situation by snaking one of my hands up between his thighs and gently reinserted my index finger so that I was able to stroke his prostate and at the same time massage his balls with my other hand. This made him groan with lust and he pumped my mouth more fiercely, within a few minutes he started to shudder and then I felt his hot jism shoot down my throat. Enjoying the sensation of a hot cock in my mouth I carried on sucking until it had softened, releasing it from my mouth I casually withdrew my finger from his anus and stood up. Glancing sideways I could see that Rob and Harry were still busy blowing Lee and Toby, all appeared to be having such a fantastic time that I had to grin and said to Jake "Well I think you're safely covered now for the rest of the day." Returning my grin, he agreed and remarked "Aren't you a smooth operator? If I didn't know better I would have thought you had planned this little escapade." Giving my best innocent look I said, "Who me? Oh no, not me, I was simply looking out for your best interests!" By now the others had finished and we had an impromptu group hug to show each other that we were okay with each other. There was a gruff "Hmm and what about us?" Looking over my shoulder I saw Donny, Wes, John, David and Steve with hands on hips and mock frowns on their faces. Smiling back at them I said "Sorry guys, how can we be of service?" "Well for a start how come we haven't been offered some sun cream and what about the end of massage extra service?" David said acting as spokesperson. "Okay, okay" I replied "but if you want to receive the same treatment then you'd better stop that frowning and get out of those clothes pronto, our lunch break is nearly over." Frowns changed to grins and the five guys needed no second invitation as they quickly shed their clothes which landed in a pile in front of them. Within a minute I had five naked men standing in a row proudly sporting erections and a 'come and get it' expression on their faces. I had a slight problem five guys and only two helpers, I needed another two – mmm, time to rope in two musketeers! I looked over to Jake, Lee and Toby who were lounging nearby chatting casually and enjoying the views from the ridge out towards the sea. I called out "Guys, can I have your attention please? I need a couple of volunteers over here to lend me, Rob and Harry a hand with these poor needy men, who's going to help?" Lee looked at Toby, Toby looked at Jake and Jake looked at Lee. None made a move, until Jake looked up at me, shrugged his shoulders and said "Sure, why not, after all one good turn deserves another." This spurred the other two into action, not wanting to appear churlish and ungrateful they both volunteered. Excellent I thought, this saves me a job! I turned to Rob and Harry and asked them to strip too because I had a feeling they were going to get messy, puzzled but clearly trusting me, they stepped out of their clothes and stood next to me waiting for my next instruction. Within a few minutes I was busy offering advice and guidance to the three novices on how to massage the sun cream effectively into their recipients back, shoulders and legs. This time when the five guys bent over and grabbed their knees no subtlety was needed. I openly instructed them how to massage up the cheeks and the crack between. The bottoms were waiting and willing for this treatment so no one resisted when I hatched my next plan, silently I indicated to the masseurs that they were to liberally apply sun cream to the crack and work it deep into the anus, warming the ring up and if possible insert two, preferably three fingers. Then having applied cream to their own erect cocks they were to grab hold of the recipient's hips and enter in one smooth but gentle thrust. The look of shock on the guys faces was a treat to behold, but strangely enough I didn't see one guy try to pull away and as they were fucked I spotted them discretely wanking themselves off. Oh how I wish I had a video camera, this was a perfect setting for a porn movie but of course it would have been me unethical and would have destroyed the spontaneity of the event. I simply sat back and enjoyed the scene playing out in front of me. All too soon one by one the ten men were orgasming and the impromptu group fuck came to a natural end. Cleaning themselves up afterward using the tissues thoughtfully provided with our packed lunch, comments were made about how this group was gelling together and how much fun they were having, even if it wasn't in ways that they had expected. I had to agree with them and I was pleased by the way that they seemed to naturally accept me as their unofficial leader. I guess it was due to the fact that I was a little older than most of them and also a member of staff. It was reinforced by the fact that all ten of them were now stark naked (except for their walking boots) and I remained fully clothed. To keep it this way I discreetly collected up their clothes and stuffed them into my rucksack, Wes and Donny watched me but said nothing, perhaps they thought I was simply being helpful (that's me). The time had come to make a move and get back on track; otherwise we'd be late getting back to the Castle. Summer Camp "Come on guys, shake a leg we've got some catching up to do" I announced. Not waiting for a response I grabbed the map and marched off along the ridge in the direction indicated on the route planner. I never tired of the views from the ridge and I constantly looked from side to side trying not to miss a single detail. I must have walked about 500m before I heard thundering footfalls approaching me from behind, reflexively I looked over my shoulder and what I saw took my breath away. Ten muscular attractive young men running at full speed, totally naked with their tackle swinging from side to side in response to their pace. Quickly they were upon me, surrounding me laughing wildly before racing on clearly enjoying the feeling of freedom that nakedness brings. Donny was the last to run past me and threw me a dare to catch them up if I could, old man. Old man indeed! We'd see about that! Accepting the challenge I broke into a trot, after a couple of minutes I realised that I wasn't gaining on them so I quickened my pace to a flat out run. Slowly but surely I was catching up on them, before all I could hear was there laughing and shouting, now I could actually see them before they disappeared round the next corner. I did have an incentive to keep up with them, the sight of their muscular legs and arms pumping and their buttocks bouncing on every footfall. Finally I was about ten feet behind them and that's where I stayed until we reached our next destination, the beach. Bursting through the cover of the trees on the shoreline, we exploded noisily panting with chests heaving onto the deserted shoreline. Skidding to a halt in the sand we gazed about us as we caught our breath. The setting was idyllic; a secluded cove, soft golden sandy beach with gently lapping waves and the tree line providing total privacy. The sun had been beating down on us for a long time and the day was hot, boy did that water look inviting! While the other guys were kicking and splashing water over each other in the surf I decided that I would join them, I'd had enough of sweating in my clothing on such a hot day. Walking back to the shady tree line I put my heavy rucksack down and started to undress folding my clothes carefully as I went savouring the cooling breeze as each item of clothing was removed. When I was down to just my boxer shorts the other guys noticed my actions and started wolf whistling and shouting it was about time that I got my clothes off and be one of them. Then they charged me en masse, before I could react they had surrounded me so I had nowhere to run, then Jake grabbed my boxers by their waistband and sharply pulled them down. Treating this as a bit of fun I laughed and stepped out of them thinking that they would now release me as I was as naked as them, I should have known better. As their bodies pressed into me I could feel their aroused states and I let my hands snake downwards to caress their erections. This only served to seal my fate, as Jake announced that I was clearly up for it and it was time for me to get my comeuppance. Shooting a concerned look in his direction, he laughed and said I'd find out what his plan was all too soon. Unknown to me Wes and Lee had been scouting the area for a suitable platform, finally finding what they were looking for they shouted for us to join them. I was shepherded over to what turned out to be a moss covered fallen tree trunk about two feet in diameter. Jake agreed that this was perfect and quickly lay down on it supporting himself with his hands and feet, his erect cock stood proudly upright while his balls hung down between his outspread thighs. I wished that I had my camera to hand as this made for a tantalising sight. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Rob return from my rucksack with my sun cream and applied it liberally to Jake's cock. As I watched Rob I suddenly felt hands on me, before I could react I found myself lifted into the air and at the same time tilted backwards. Arms linked behind my back and under my thighs changing my posture so that I felt like I was sitting in a chair with my legs spread wide and I was carried over to the reclining figure of Jake. Then I felt a hand reach under me and explore my exposed crack, when it found what it was seeking, my anus, it withdrew and returned with a handful of sun cream which was applied to my crack and then massaged into my hole with first one finger, then two and finally three fingers. The guy who the hand belonged to was clearly experienced in warming up holes because I was soon moaning with pleasure at the feelings the fingers were providing. All too soon the fingers withdrew and my journey over to Jake was complete as I was gently lowered onto his waiting pole. As my body impaled itself I gave into the situation and tried to relax as much as possible, there was a brief pause as my cheeks rested on Jake's pelvis before I was lifted up again and then lowered. Although this was an intensely erotic scenario but my weight quickly took its toll on the guys lifting me and I was lowered down I was told to do the impaling under my own efforts or else. As I rose and fell I asked what the penalty would be if I stopped, the reply I received was physical rather than verbal. While fully impaled on Jake a hand was placed on the middle of my back and pushed me forward. A sense of déjà vu hit me just as I felt a lubricated cockhead push against my ring, after a moment I relaxed further and the cock entered sliding up me alongside the one already there. Adjusting to its presence I started to bounce up and down again and really got into the swing of it. Before long I felt the two cocks expand and then explode shooting spunk deep inside me. As they shrunk and withdrew an idea sprang to mind, stepping backwards I grabbed hold of Jakes ankles and in a move which caught him unprepared, lifted them and pushed them back against his shoulders. In one swift move I'd pinned him down and rendered him helpless, I told Rob to lubricate Jakes hole and my cock which he did with a grin on his face. Once ready I told Rob to take hold of my cock and place it at Jake's entrance, then in one swift motion I buried my cock in him to the hilt. The shock of the entrance made him roll his eyes and shake his head with sweat beading his brow, I gave him a minute to get used to it before I started to thrust in and out of him. However before I could get into the swing of it I felt fingers exploring my anus again, I stopped my movements to give them easier access to my hole, however I was told to continue so I did. As I pulled back I impaled myself on the finger, then as I thrust in again the finger was withdrawn. The next pull back two fingers entered me, then the next time it was three, mentally I was preparing myself for a cock to slide up me but no, a fourth finger slid easily into me. On the next pull back I felt a thumb tuck itself in behind the four fingers and finally I understood what my assailant intended. As I thrust forward instead of withdrawing the fingers followed me, so when I pulled back I had no choice but to impale myself on the fist pushing against my hole. As the widest part of the hand breached the ring and was swallowed up to the wrist I heard a collective intake of breath and a few gasps of "Jeez, I don't believe I've just seen Jo take a fist up his arse!" I had to grin, if only they knew my capabilities! Jake looked up at me and mouthed a "Are you okay?" to me, I simply smiled and nodded. Each time I thrust forward the fist followed so as a result I impaled myself further each time until the fist reached my second ring. This time there was more resistance and it took a couple of attempts for the fist to pass through the ring and up into my bowels. By now I was ready to explode and as I felt my assailant's biceps rest between my cheeks and my ring was stretched wide against his elbow I could stand it no longer and with a howl exploded my load deep into Jake. Shuddering I collapsed onto Jake while the fist was still imbedded within me. He held me affectionately while the fist was slowly withdrawn and exited with a wet plop. My ring was slow to close, but was helped by a couple of fingers tickling it, making it quiver and close in response. Released by Jake I stood up shakily and looked round to see who my assailant had been, I was surprised to see David grinning from ear to ear holding up his greasy forearm. "How did you know I could take your fist?" I asked him. In response he reminded me about the previous evening down by the lake, he had been one of the hunters! "Well I'll be damned!" I exclaimed "what a small world!" I looked round at the other guys and asked them what they had thought of the performance as I had not expected it to get so hard core this early in the day. A couple of them were still in a state of shock over the idea that a man could swallow a forearm up his arse without injury but the majority were clearly aroused by what they had seen and started to edge towards me. "Uh uh!" I laughed, "not so fast guys, we've all got rather hot and sweaty and I for one need to sluice off in that rather inviting water over there. Tell you what, as an incentive I am going to swim across the bay and back and you guys are welcome to join me. In fact the first three of you back on the beach will have the opportunity to follow in David's tracks, if you'd like to that is." Not waiting for a reply I ran down the beach and into the water, splashing through the surf until I was waist deep. The shock of the cold water took my breath away and I momentarily paused before I dove in and started breast stroking across the mouth of the cove. Behind me I could hear splashing and yelps as the cold water also shocked tender parts, then it went quiet as they concentrated on swimming and winning the race. I was half way across the cove when Toby overtook me which only spurred me on to try harder. As I reached the other side Toby, Rob and Wes were already heading back, on the return journey I was overtaken by everyone meaning that I was the last to leave the water at our starting point. For a minute I stood still on the warm sand allowing the hot sun to dry my body before joining the eagerly waiting group by the fallen tree trunk. I turned to David asking him to act as trainer for the three lucky winners as he was clearly experienced in the art of fisting. He readily agreed anticipating the power the role would give him. Quickly getting into character he told me to lay face down onto the moss covered tree trunk straddling my legs over it and to rest my head on my hands so that I would be comfortable and able to fully relax. From the cool air blowing around my crack I could tell that straddling the trunk had fully exposed me for all to see. Closing my eyes I did my best to relax and used my ears rather than eyes to follow what was happening, that way I hoped the three would be less nervous about what lay ahead. David told everyone to step closer and watch carefully what he was about to do, he then took the bottle of sun cream and squirted a little bit onto my anus. With one finger he massaged the cream into my ring relaxing it sufficiently to allow the neck of the sun cream bottle to be inserted. Turning to the students David explained that it was vital that there should be large quantities of lubricant in the rectum so that when the fist is inserted it is well lubricated so preventing internal injuries. Having said this he went on to give the bottle a big squeeze and I felt the cool liquid flood into my rectum before the bottle was withdrawn. I could hear the bottle being squeezed again along with quiet slapping noises, David was busy demonstrating how to thoroughly lubricate the whole of the hand and forearm. I felt a finger touch my ring and then smoothly push deep inside before withdrawing again, two fingers were then partially inserted and started to twirl around massaging my ring. David informed the students that every time the ring was expected to take a larger object (or more fingers) it was important to relax the ring and stretch it slightly beforehand so as not to cause pain to the recipient. The two fingers were pushed deep into me and withdrawn, then three fingers pushed just inside me, again twirling around and then fully entering me. After four fingers had been inserted and withdrawn David demonstrated how to tuck the thumb in behind the fingers to form a cone and the best technique for the slow insertion of the hand. Leaning over my shoulder he whispered into my ear asking me to do my best to relax and checking that I was okay. I kept my eyes closed but nodded to indicate that everything was just fine. I felt the coned fingers gently press against my hole and as the ring relaxed they slid deeper inside, this continued until the hand reached its widest point at the knuckles where it stopped. David told the students to have patience as this was always the sticking point, a little more pressure is required but not too much as the ring will always relax after a short delay. True to his word my ring did indeed relax and the hand smoothly slid up into me with the ring closing shut behind it. Jeez it felt heavenly and I sighed in appreciation which was echoed by the student's collective sigh. The hand remained stationery allowing me to adjust to its presence, then it pulled backwards stretching my ring again, this time the relaxation pause was shorter before the ring expanded hand was released. I expected the hand to fully withdraw but instead it pushed back inside a little more firmly than before. This time there was virtually no resistance, his hand slid in smoothly and slowly continued sliding up my rectum until his finger tips touched my inner ring. Pausing David described what he could feel and how the method of getting through this ring was identical to getting through the outer anus. Nodding their understanding the students moved a little closer and I could feel the hairs on their legs brushing mine, heightening the erotic sensations coursing through my body. Returning his attention to my ring I felt his fingers massaging the inner ring, slowly increasing the pressure and the number of fingers pushing through. All too soon I felt the widest part of his hand reach the ring and after a firm push he was through causing me to arch my back in response. I could feel his hand travelling deep into my bowels and my anal ring stretching wider and wider as more of his forearm buried itself inside me until his elbow was pushing against it. I looked over my shoulder to indicate that he had gone far enough for now, acknowledging my limits David relayed this back to the students saying that the recipient's limits must always be respected in order to avoid injury. Slowly withdrawing his arm I could tell my two rings were now very relaxed and offered little resistance to the exiting hand. David asked who would like to go first, Toby immediately shot his hand into the air like an excited kid, not waiting for permission he grabbed the sun cream and started to lubricate his hand and forearm. Then under David's guidance Toby inserted his fist into my rectum and then slowly and carefully continued up into me until his forearm had been swallowed. His hand and arm was slimmer than David's so I had little difficulty letting him in and was perfectly comfortable when he withdrew again. I was getting so accustomed to this that I started to drift off to sleep as I felt Wes insert his fist and arm into me and then finally Rob do the same. It was only when I felt something had changed did I rouse myself and look over my shoulder again to see what was going on. I could see that Rob still had his fist in me but Toby had stepped up again and I could now feel his fingers pushing into me alongside Rob's wrist. Knowing that I was about to be double fisted I did my best to relax. Unfortunately however much I relaxed I was unable to accommodate both fists, perhaps the angle was wrong as Rob and Toby appeared to be jostling for position. I put this suggestion to David and he agreed but what did I have in mind? I suggested they lay down on the ground face upwards approximately at arm length apart then stretching their arms out to meet in the middle with forearms pointing skywards and coning their hands together. They understood what I had in mind and carried out my instructions to the letter, while they got into position I took the opportunity to climb off the log and stretch my limbs. When they were ready I squatted down between then lining up my hole with their finger tips and once I was comfortable I let gravity do the work. As my ring relaxed again the weight of my body pushing down forced the coned hands further inside up to the widest part, this time there was only a pause of a few seconds before my ring expanded further and swallowed the hands completely. Sweat beads appeared on my brow as my body impaled itself further. Glancing upwards at the guys pressing around us I don't anything could have broken the spell I had cast with my actions, they simply wanted to get a good look at my hole stretching around Rob and Toby's arms. Before long the second ring was reached, again I had to use my body weight to push the two hands through the ring and on upwards into me. As my cheeks touched the ground and the arms were in as far as possible I could finally let my legs relax and pay attention to my throbbing cock. David saw my intention and with a frown slapped my hand away from my cock, "Oh no you don't! That's my prize" he declared. Then he lay down in front of me and promptly starting sucking on my cock, as I approached my climax he swallowed the whole shaft down his throat. Wave after wave of orgasms hit me sending jets of jism down his throat which he swallowed with gusto, out of the corner of my eye I saw that John and Lee were following David's lead and were sucking off Rob and Toby. Finally as the shuddering eased I stood up slowly pulling the two fists out of me with a very wet squelch and walked stiffly into the sea to rinse off. Before long I was joined by Wes, Rob, Toby and David and we had a five minute rough and tumble in the water before having a group hug and returning to the group. I took the opportunity while I had their attention to thank them for a totally brilliant day, one that for me had been a total head trip and for letting me expand their sexual horizons which I hope they too had enjoyed. My speech received a warm welcome and much applauding, I think it's fair to say that they had indeed enjoyed themselves and would very much like to repeat the activities; in fact they were raring to go again! I apologised saying that they'd just have to wait until another day as my body had been abused enough for one day and we really needed to get back to the castle as the sun was beginning to sink in the sky and we still had a couple of miles to go according to the map. The group was suddenly galvanised and within minutes everyone had their walking boots back on and were ready to go, what a sight we must have been! Ten naked guys and me (naked except for a baseball cap and rucksack on my shoulder briskly marching through the woods until we reached the river mouth, then following the tow path up stream we shortly arrived back at the lake and the castle in the distance. Spirits were high and a lot of singing and banter was going on when we rounded the corner and into the main court yard. The place was buzzing with students coming and going, we got several high fives and a few whistles at the sight of our bodies en masse. Smiling in response we went through the main doors and into the relative cool of the main foyer. As I went to climb the stair case I heard my name called, looking round I saw the grinning figure of Marc walking towards me. "What happened to your clothes? Did you get mugged on the way?!" he asked. Summer Camp It was Leslie's first day back to camp in ten years. The last time she was here was when she was twelve. This time she is back as a volunteer. It is an exciting time for her as she gets to teach the kids the things she learned at camp like her camp counselors did. She is welcoming them to their first day of camp when she notices someone attempting to put a bug on her. She looks cautiously over her shoulder. "Damn it Bryan!" she shouts."Why don't—" He laughs, "It's been awhile since we've seen each other. I guess you and I will be working together this summer." Leslie couldn't take her eyes off him. He is handsome, hot and a body of a Greek god. At least what she could tell from how tight his clothing is, showing off nearly everything, including his large cock. "I, ah, guess so," she manages to get out. "Okay then," Bryan says. He waves to her, "I'll be seeing you around then. She smiles once he is turned away. Her crotch felt wet and she wishes she could put her hand down to feel, but a group of children are staring at her, waiting for instruction. Leslie manages to get through the rest of the day, even with the distraction of thoughts of Bryan in her head. The next day during a break she decides to spy on Bryan as he taught a swim class. He is wearing a tight speedo, showing off his firm ass and huge cock. She can't help herself as she feels her pussy getting wet again. Would he even be interested in me after all this time? With one hand she starts to play with her nipples and her juicy pussy with the other. She starts to swirl her fingers around her hard clit through the fabric of her panties. It is hard by this time and she can easily trace the outline of it through the blue fabric and the jolts of pleasure she gets are the strongest she has ever felt. She has to bite down on her bottom lip to keep from moaning out and reveal her hiding place as she caresses her nipples and clit. Then she slides her hand under her shirt, baring her large breasts and the other into her panties so she can really get herself off. Quickly, she feels her orgasm building inside her like a wave. Within moments she loses it and the sweet wave comes crashing down on her. She feels her pussy quiver and contract as it pours out, soaking the bottom of her panties. Over and over again she shivers with the wild rush of her release, feeling her knees weaken. Her cum coats three of her fingers to the palm as she swirls and plays with her clit and swollen pussy lips. By the time she finds her balance and breath, she knows it's time to make her escape. So as silently as she can she slips away from the riverside and back to her dorm. She closes the door and strips out of her wet panties and stares at her naked self in the mirror. Her cum is oozing down her inner thigh and her pussy is still throbbing with the beat of her quickened pulse. Her heart is thundering in her ears and slamming against her ribs. All the while images of Bryan's tight ass and big cock come again and again through her mind. It is then that she knows she has to have him. Later that day Leslie bumps into Bryan. "Hi, I, uh," she says. "Hi Leslie," he says back. "Where are you headed?" "I was just finishing up a class and I got a little free time," she says. "Oh, good," he says with a smile. "Would you like me escort you to your dorm?" "That'd be nice," she answers as he takes her hands into his. "You're shaking," he says. "Well, um." "Don't worry. I'm not going to put bugs on you anymore like I did when we were kids." "I'm still nervous," she says. His touch set a fire through her and her pussy suddenly begins to pulsate like it did earlier and that is just from his touch. "What do you think I'm going to do?" he asks. Before she has a chance to answer, he leans in and locks his lips with hers. They kiss for what seems like forever, but Leslie enjoys it nonetheless. Bryan pulls her in closer, pressing his body against hers. His hand slips down to her ass as his mouth kisses down her neck. Leslie soon feels his huge cock harden and press against her stomach. She can't help but reach down and pull out his stiff cock. She is surprised to see just how large it is, perhaps the biggest ever except for ones in porn movies. She starts stroking it, sliding all the way to the base and back up. Precum starts to drizzle out and she licks her lips. The sound of a snapping branch stops them short. Not wanting to be caught they quickly head off toward her dorm where they hope to continue, but already two of her fellow counselors are already there. "Tomorrow then," he says. "There is a clearing in the woods just past the river. Be there at two tomorrow." "Alright," she says before closing the door. She leans against it with a large smile on her face that does not go unnoticed. "Someone found a hot counselor," one of the other girls says. "Oh hush you," Leslie says and all three of them giggle. Later that night Leslie finds herself dreaming of Bryan and his big, hard cock and she wakes up with her pussy soaking wet and a couple fingers inside it. She opens her eyes, surprised to see one of her roommates down there. Amber places a finger to her lips in a shh motion. Leslie nods and lies back. Amber's touch causes her pussy to twitch more. Amber moves up alongside Leslie and Leslie quickly slips a finger into Amber's pussy as well. Amber's lips meet hers and they lock into a deep kiss as their fingers run in and out of each other's pussies. They break their kiss and Leslie slips two fingers up into Amber's hot, wet pussy. Leslie's juices are already flowing over Amber's one finger as she places her thumb onto her clit. "Ahh," Leslie moans softly as Amber presses against her clit with her thumb. "Mmm," Amber coos as she spreads her legs open even further. As Amber's legs open, Leslie slips a third finger into her pussy. Amber moans a little loudly as Leslie's fingers run in and out of her. Amber's thumb is now stumping on Leslie's clit as she works her fingers in and out of her pussy causing Leslie to have a quick orgasm. Amber's fingers and thumb leave her pussy and Leslie bends over to kiss her nipples. Her lips touch one then the other, as she runs her tongue across her nipples. They harden instantly. Leslie then places a hand around one of her breasts, taking it into her mouth as she curls her three fingers up further into Amber's pussy. Amber jerks as Leslie's fingers curl upward, rubbing against her most sensitive spot. Leslie parts from the breast and slips down to the floor between Amber's legs and keeps rubbing at that specific spot with her fingers. She pulls her fingers free from Amber's wet pussy and licks at them, tasting her juices. "Mmm," Leslie moans from between her thighs. "This tastes so good." Then she buries her face between Amber's thighs. She licks wildly at her wet pussy lips then parts them with her tongue. Her tongue buries itself deep into Amber's pussy as Amber moans softly. Leslie licks around Amber's pussy, getting herself a taste of her before looking up smiling. Amber takes Leslie's hands and guides her back onto the bed and up over her face until Leslie's pussy hovers over her face with Leslie down at hers. Leslie lowers her pussy down and she feels Amber spread her thighs open. Their tongues touch each other's pussy at the same time. Leslie starts to dig her tongue upward into Amber's pussy as her tongue slips Leslie's pussy lips. Amber then places her chin onto Leslie's clit and she starts to rock it on there. "Ahh, Amber," Leslie moans. "You're going to make me..." That is all she gets out as her orgasm overcomes her. Her pussy twitches then throbs as her juices start to squirt from it. Leslie squirts a nice stream of her pussy juices as she buries her tongue in and out of Amber's pussy. A minute later Amber arches her back and fills Leslie's face with sweet cum. Leslie finds the clearing without a problem the next day. As she clears the three and steps into the clearing she sees Bryan already naked and waiting. She quickly undresses and steps up to him. They lock in a deep kiss then she drops to her knees in between his legs, grabbing his cock and placing it in her mouth. She takes his long cock in as deep as she can until his cock head hits the back of her throat. Bryan moans and pushes his hands into her hair, gently humping against her mouth as she sucks his cock. His cock seems to grow larger in her mouth and as it does, his movement grows rougher, until he tries to bury the entire length of his thick cock in her mouth. She gags around it and he pulls it out and guides her to her stomach. The grass feels smooth and slightly cool compared to the warm air. Leslie crouches on her knees, resting her weight on her elbows. She can feel her juices spilling onto her thighs and can't help moving her shoulders to drag her sensitive, swollen nipples across the grass to feel the sensation it would create. As she lets a moan as she is electrified with a thunderous feeling from the grass dragging against her nipples. She moans again when Bryan presses his face into her pussy, licking furiously at it. Then he places two fingers into her and begins finger fucking her, slowly at first then fast. Each time she gets close to an orgasm, Bryan seems to know and stops, preventing her from having it. He spreads her legs apart and starts dragging his cock up and down across her slit and clit until finally slipping it in. Immediately, he begins pounding her pussy. His balls slap against her clit, sending extra amounts of pleasure ripping through her. She orgasms, soaking his cock and making it easier for his to drive it into her. Within minutes she can feel his cock swell up inside her and she knows what's coming. "Pour it all into me!" she moans. Bryan does. His balls contract and his cock pulsates sending a massive load into her pussy. Over and over he blasts her insides. Leslie moves her hips milking his cock for all it has. When she is satisfied his balls are empty, she slides off and wraps her lips around his still rock hard cock, licking both hers and his juices off. "Is that all you got?" she asks. Bryan looks down at her, moving a lock of hair from her face and smiles. "There is plenty more where that came from." They carried on in the clearing for the rest of the day, missing all of their classes they were supposed to be at, but who cared. Summer camp was going to be extraordinarily fun this year.