By jarbear1974@yahoo.com. Write me and let me know what you think. I answer all emails. Also, I have a layout of the campground as I see it when I write the chapters. If you would like one to go along with the chapters as you read them, just ask and I'll email you a copy. Characters & events that are referred to in previous chapters will have the chapter number in parenthesis. I keep an outline of the chapters as I go to use as reference so I don't get mixed up. If you'd like an outline, let me know.
Cameron (49,52) got our Cokes for us and then sat next to his brother, Cain (49,52)on the sofa. Bobby (55) and I sat on chairs across from them. We just sat idly making small talk. But while we were doing so, Cain and Cameron reached for each others' cocks and were gently stroking them. Bobby and I could not keep our eyes off of watching their black members grow tall.
I finally took the initiative and stood up, "Well, Bobby, enough of watching them stroking. Let's say we do something about it."
"Fine by me," said Bobby standing up as well.
We both knelt between the legs of the black brothers and wrapped our lips around the black logs and slid down the poles as far as our tongues and throats could take them. While I was slowly and seductively sucking off Cameron, Bobby was bobbing his head up and down furiously over Cain's rod.
We then heard Cain speak up, "Hey brother, what do you say that we go to bed and let these two white guys sit on our black poles and ride them?"
"Sounds good to me, bro!"
So Bobby and I moved back, allowing them to stand up and head for the bedroom. They laid down on the bed on their backs, catty-corner across the bed, facing away from each other. Their cocks were sticking straight up in the air. Bobby and I eagerly hopped on the bed facing each other, and then lowered ourselves on their cocks. As I did, I felt the tip of Cameron's cock touch my asshole. As natural as anything, my asshole opened to let him in me and I lowered myself down further. As his cock slid further into me, I moaned with satisfaction. His cock began to massage my prostate and my cock tingled.
We bounced up and down a while, watching each other enjoying our fucking. Bobby and I continued to get fucked as we leaned towards each other and began kissing deeply. We then broke from each other's kiss and leaned all the way back, lying with our backs on top of our black fuckers. I was on top of Cameron and I turned my head and leaned it as far back as I could and Cameron leaned forward towards me and our lips met. Bobby and Cain did the same.
After we got some satisfaction from our kissing, Bobby and I then rose back up -- cocks still stuck up our asses -- and began kissing again. It was then we noticed a flash of light. We quickly looked towards the bedroom door and there stood Rick (48,50-52) with his camera. "Keep it up, guys! Just doin' what you hired me to do, Bob" said Rick as he continued clicking away.
Bobby and I looked at each other and just smiled and kept on riding the black cocks. As we continued our fucking, Rick moved around getting different angle shots -- our assholes drilled to the hilt with the black shafts, the looks of ecstacy on our faces, then our assholes up to the crowns of the cocks -- he got pics of any and every angle.
I then heard some groaning behind me and I knew that my insides would soon be shot full of Cameron's chocolate milk. So I rode him a little harder and a little faster. Cameron then grabbed the sides of my hips and pulled me down all the way to the base so that I felt his crotch hairs tickle my ass. His cock was so all the way in me that it almost felt like his cockhead was halfway up my throat. And then he shot. I felt the spray coat my insides and I sighed in satisfaction.
It wasn't a minute before Cain also had his explosion inside Bobby. I looked at him. Bobby's head was thrown back, eyes closed and there was a smile of complete satisfaction. I remained seated on Cameron's cock as I watched Bobby slide up and down slowly on Cain's cock, milking out the last drops. I felt Cameron's cock gradually get soft in me and in unison, Bobby and I pulled off and fell on the bed next to our black brothers. Rick kept on with his pic taking.
We just laid there for a moment, breathing deep after all the fucking we had. We all looked at each other and laughed. Cameron looked over at Rick and asked, "Hey guy, you ARE going to post those pics in the gallery in the barn, aren't you? I want everyone to see what great fuckers we are."
"You got it, guys!" Rick replied, "Well, boss, I'm movin' on. It's getting late."
"Wait a minute and Bobby and I will go with you," I said as I crawled off the bed. Bobby did the same. Turning to the black brothers, "Thanks guys for the good time. Catch you later."
They both smiled as Cain said, "Turn off the lights when you leave." The brothers then turned to each other, scooted into each other's arms and closed their eyes to sleep.
I followed Bobby and Rick out of the trailer flipping the light off as instructed. The three of us ambled back to the drive. Being late at night, we silently continued around the drive toward the primitive campground to continue checking on thigs. Everything was pretty quiet as expected. We meandered among the tents -- all was quiet except for the occasional grunting, giving us some the indication that good sex was going on inside.
We then came upon the campfire in the middle of the primitives and there were two campers seated in their folding chairs calmly talking. Other vacant chairs were scattered around in the circle so Bobby, Rick and I decided to sit and chat with them awhile. I introduced ourselves to them.
"I'm Bob. I run this campground and this is Rick, our campground photographer. He also does the photoes for the 'Out and About' travel magazine. And over here is Bobby. I just met him in the shower earlier this evening.
"I'm Gabe and this is my partner, Terry," he said grabbing the hand of the guy sitting next to him. "We're dedicated to each other, but we have an open relationship. We love each other a lot, but we enjoy sex with other guys as well as each other."
I responded, "Here at this place, it's nobody's business what relationships you have going on or what's going on outside of these campgrounds. This is the place where guys get together to have a great time -- getting away from the world beyond here. It's where you can be yourself and not worry about what others think. Oh, by the way, Rick uses his camera quite freely. Is it OK if he takes some picks of you guys? They are for our gallery back at the barn. Have you seen the gallery?"
Terry and Gabed looked at each other, mumbled a few words and Gabe spoke up, "We don't mind having pics taken if it gives us a chance to meet more guys. We guess the more pics, the more sex with different guys."
"And that's why we enjoy coming here," said Terry, "We're a couple of biker buddies and we are looking for places in the area where we can be together, relax, and have fun. We have just found out about this place. We assure you, we are going to be regulars here."
Curious, I asked them, "Where are some places you hang out?"
"Well," Gabe said after a pause, "we use to go to the Dog Bone Tavern in town. That's a great biker's place. We liked hanging around with the guys there, but we don't go as often now."
"Why's that?" asked Bobby.
Terry and Gabe looked at each other and laughed. Gabe continued, "Because when we're there, our cocks stiffen up from being with all those bikers. We leak precum, then we get spots on our jeans. we almost got into trouble once when guys started asking questions about the spots. We told them we were sloppy drinkers."
I laughed, then asked them another question, "Other than that, do you guys like going there?"
"Sure!" Terry repplied, "It's not a gay bar, but we enjoy the commaraderie."
"Do you think there's any gay guys there?"
"We don't think so. But if there are, we sure would like to know who they are."
"Well, I know of five who go there that are gay."
Surprised, Terry responded, "Wow! Who are they?"
"I don't think it's my place to tell," I answered, "but I know two of them are you two guys. But Monday evening, I'm planning on going there and in my own way find out. But I need some help. Are you guys willing to help?"
"As long as the guys there don't find us out. We'd like to know who the other three guys are. What do you want us to do?"
So, Terry, Gabe and I got into a discussion and planned what was going to happen. Bobby sat and listened intently. And the more we talked, the more Bobby seemed to get excited. I could tell by the way his cock began to rise.
"Bobby," I said turning to him, "How is it your cock is hard again? You shot your cumload in me earlier this evening and then just a few moments ago, you got a good fucking by a black guy."
"I don't know," replied Bobby as he shrugged his shoulders, "I guess I'm perpetually horny. That's why I'm here at this campground any time I can -- I like the constant sex with guys."
"Well, fucker," said Gabe as he lifted his legs and draped them over the arms of his chair, "If you're so fucking horny, why don't you get a taste of my ass?" His asshole winked at Bobby a couple of times.
"That's all I need to hear," said Bobby as he immediately laid down on his stomach on the grass in front of Gabe. He raised his head and then pushed his face into Gabe's asscrack. As Gabe was being tongue fucked, he moaned aloud in pleasure. Rick immediately stood up and began clicking his camera; moving around and getting different angles.
I looked over at Terry and he was watching the sex going on between Bobby and Gabe. I knew his interest was peaking for his cock was rising and as a result, I was in the mood once again for some cock play as well. I went over to Gabe with my cock sticking straight out at attention. He looked at me and smiled as I straddled his lap facing him. I wrapped my arms around his neck, looked into his eyes and pressed my lips against his. His mouth opened to receive my tongue as our hard cocks pressed together. He reached around me with both of his hands and grabbed my ass cheeks as we continued with our deep kissing. My cock began to tingle as one of his fingers probed my asshole and was inserted.
He broke from my kiss, looked at me with a smile and said, "It feels like there's some cum in there. Have you been fucked not too long ago?"
I smiled and then laughed, "I cannot tell a lie. I've been fucked twice this evening. Earlier, I met Bobby in the shower and he gave me a good, quick fuck and then we were with the twin black brothers, Cameron and Cain. Cain fucked me good. He's got a great black cock."
"So there's two loads up in there."
"Right."
"Well, just to let you know, I love eating cumloads. Got any plans with the loads you collected?"
"Not really. You can have them if you want."
Terry kissed me long and deep and then said, "I'd love to have them."
I slowly crawled off Terry's lap and stood up. I reach out my hand to Terry and he took it as I helped him stand up. I gently turned him around and then guided him to the soft grass below. As soon as he got laid on his back, I straddled his head and then slowly quatted down over his face. He took hold of my hips and continue to pull me down so that I was sitting on his face.
I could help but moan when his tongue began working on my sphincter muscles. With the way his tongue was massaging my hole, my ass couldn't help but relax and let the two cumloads begin to flow out. As I heard him slurping and swallowing, I looked up and saw Bobby and Gabe looking at us. I gave them a jerk of my head, indicating to them to join us. They smiled as they both stood up.
As Bobby sauntered over, he was staring at Terry's cock which was hard and sticking straight up in the air. He straddled Terry's lower torso, facing me and lowered himself down until his asshole had completely swallowed his hard shaft. Bobby closed his eyes and moaned with delight as he leaned back, making his own cock stick up in the air.
Gabe then came over and straddled Bobby and lowered himself down as well on Bobby's cock. They both began a synchronized fucking rhythm, which if set to music, would be a beautiful scene to watch. There the four of us were -- in one big human bundle, sexing away.
When I was sure that Gabe had eaten out all the cum that was in my ass, I stood up, turned around and lowered myself on Gabe's cock. It was a challenge for the four of us to connect with our fucking and stay together, but we did it. I was close enough to Terry's face that it was easy for me to slide my cock into his open mouth.
Now we were totally connected. It was like one big fuck circle. Besides the sounds of nature and all four of us moaning, the only other audible sounds were that of Rick's clicking camera.
I felt kind of bad for Rick. All he seems to do it take pics and not get in any of the action. So I motioned for Rick to approach me, which he did. When He was close enough, I reached out and stroked his hard cock. Anybody watching the scene of the four of us can't help but get a hard cock! I then began deepthroating Rick to the point that he had to let go of his camera so that he could grab hold of my head with both of his hands.
We kept at it and kept at it. I figure that sometime soon someone will have to let loose and shoot. My prediction was right. Even though Terry's mouth was full of my cock, he sort of scrunched his face and began moaning louder and faster.
Bobby, who was sitting on Terry's cock began gasping, "Oh, fuck, yeah! I feel it shooting in me. That feels so fucking fantastic! Man! I gotta shoot! Here it comes, Gabe!"
Gabe then spoke up, "Oh, fuck, yeah, Bobby! Shoot that fucking load in me! Breed this fucking whore your cock is shafting. Oh, fuck, that feels so good!"
Hearing their dirty talk really got me to fucking Terry's mouth harder and faster. Terry took my mouth fucking like a man and in a moment, I couldn't help but yell as I shot my load down his throat. Terry gulped it all down loudly. The only ones left were Gabe and Rick. They timed themselves perfectly as they both shot up my ass and down my throat at the same time.
It all was so intense and exhausting at the same time that we all collapsed to the ground as we tried to get our breaths. We just laid there for a few moments, not being able to say anything. We were just gasping too hard. I couldn't help but speak first, "How fucking great was THAT!"
They didn't respond. They were still gasping. Nothing else could be said. When we finally got our wind, Bobby, Rick and I stood up and silently walked off. We all went our separate ways -- I went to bed. What a day!