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. I keep an outline of the chapters & list of characters as I go to use as reference so I don't get mixed up. If you'd like an outline, let me know. After every five chapters, I would recommend you ask for an updated outline as I add to it after every chapter.
I escorted Paul and Stan back to the store for them to resume unloading and assembling all the furniture, cases, etc. I went to my office to get some work done. I stayed dedicated to the job and when lunchtime came around, I decided to get out and walk around the grounds to make sure everything is OK. I've got a great staff -- dedicated and hardworking -- but sometimes it's good just to stay in touch with what's going on.
I decided to head for the primitive area. Being a weekday, the numbers are down. But tomorrow, being Friday, the numbers will be back up and I know it will be full. There were just a few tents and walking around one large one, I came upon Randy, my grounds manager, with three campers. He was on his back on the ground with his legs in the air, being fucked by one camper while another camper was straddling his face, fucking him in the mouth. The third camper was lying on the ground with his head between Randy's legs -- obviously giving him a blowjob. Randy's work outfit -- a jumpsuit, was lying on the ground a few feet away.
I approached them, stood there a minute, then cleared my throat, indicating my presence. The camper pulled his cock out of Randy's mouth and Randy looked up at me and smiled. "Hi boss!" he called out, "What's up?"
"I should be asking you that question. Why aren't you working?"
Randy looked at me quizzicaly as the other camper continued to fuck his ass, "I'm on my lunch break. What's wrong with that?"
"Oh, sorry," I replied, "Just don't be late getting back to work."
Randy looked at the cock hanging above him. He opened his mouth and the cock easily slid back in and Randy resumed his sucking. Watching them was causing my cock to rise up and I decided to get in on the fun. I straddled Randy so that I was standing in front of the camper fucking him. I gripped my cock and flagged it in front of him -- offering it for his enjoyment. The camper readily took it, bending over and engulfing it with his mouth while at the same time not missing a beat of his steady fucking.
I gripped his head and pulled him closer, causing my cockhead to go deeper down his throat. He gagged, but then caught on and pushed his face further in my crotch. As he got more serious sucking me, he reached around and began fingering my hole. He got one finger in, then another. Then as I was deep fucking his mouth, he worked in a third finger -- massaging my prostate with it. Man! That got me more horny! I then got in the mood to get fucked. So I pulled my cock out of the campers mouth, smiled at him, gave him a good french kiss, then went on my way. I wanted a good relaxing fuck and I decided to relax in the orgy area in the loft in the barn and let anyone have their way with me.
I didn't hesitate getting there -- I didn't stop to talk to anyone, didn't slow down to look at anything. I just wanted to get up there, lay down with my ass in the air and let it happen. I just all of a sudden got this overwhelming urge to have a cock up my ass. I was hungry to feel a hard shaft sliding in and out of my asshole. I wanted to feel my insides being sprayed with cum. Frankly, I just wanted to be fucked and fucked good!
When I passed the hottub, there was only one guy in it. I smiled and nodded to him as I passed. I climbed right up the ladder and walked over to the orgy area. No one was there which kind of disappointed me. But I figured, "Patience cums to he who waits." So I plopped myself down onto a king-sized mattress that was lying on the floor. I turned over onto my belly and spread my legs. While waiting, I reached for my popper necklace, opened the bottle and took some huffs. I wanted to be ready for some immediate fucking whenever any guy showed up.
It was only about a minute wait when I heard some rustling and soft talking. I didn't look up. I just kept my head down and raised my ass in the air. I heard the movement closer and knew that they had approached me. Being high on my poppers, I spoke up, "You guys gonna stand there and look at me or are you gonna fuck me?"
It was only a pause, when I felt a hand on my ass. Then a finger slid up and down my crack and when it touched my hole, it worked itself in. I moved my ass a little back and forth as a welcome sign for it to go in a little further -- which it did. After it worked around inside me for a bit, it then pulled out and I felt a pair of hands push apart my ass cheeks. As I was getting ready for a cock to enter in, I took a deep breath. But it didn't happen. What I felt instead was a tongue licking up and down my ass crack and then probing into my hole. I sighed contentedly for it felt great! I moaned out loud to let my tongue fucker know that I was enjoying it.
After the guy behind me had gotten my hole loose and wet, he pulled back. I sensed another camper coming up to my "home plate." I felt the tip of a cock touch my ass hole and begin to press against it -- wanting to enter in. I pushed my ass back to "open my door" to let him enter in. And enter in he did! His cock slid all the way into my anal orifice to the base of his hard cock. I was now filled with a hard, pusating cock and I loved it. He then began to ride me -- pulling his cock all the out way out to his head, and then all the way back in to the base -- not fast, not slow, but in a steady pace.
The guy who had rimmed my ass moved around to my head, and sat down, straddling so that my head was between his legs up in his crotch. I raised my head, not looking at who the guy was, but only as his cock. I didn't care who it was. I just wanted cock in me -- whether it was my mouth or my ass. I wanted it. I immediately nuzzled into his ballsack. He lifted his legs into the air, giving me access to his scrotum, which I licked wet with delight. He lifted his legs more which gave me easy access to his crack and hole.
I took another brief moment to open my bottle. After I took some deep huffs, I handed it to the guy above me. He whispered, "What is it? Never had it."
"Breathe it in," I said breathlessly as the aroma began to take affect on my senses, "You'll love it."
I could hear him take some deep huffs, After a moment, I heard him say, "Oh, fuck! What a feeling! Try this buddy!" I knew then he was handing to the guy who was fucking my ass. I then heard some huffs behind me. When the aroma began it's affect on all three of us, we got more sexually intense. I grabbed the cock in front of me, pulled it down and slipped my lips over it. I lunged down to the base which pass through my gag reflex. I did gag at first, but then relaxed and got use to it. The fucker behind me began ramming harder and faster his cock inside my ass.
As our threesome got into a sexual frenzy, I could sense that other campers were gathering around use. I loved it! As I said several times before, I love giving a show. I sure hope these campers were enjoying what they were seeing. I'm sure they were, for I heard gasping phrases like, "Fuck! Look at that!" "Fuck him good, man!" "I bet Bob's mouth feels good sucking your cock!" "Man! I wish I was sucking Bob's cock while he's being fucked in both ends!"
With that last statement, I made a motion to where the sound was coming from for him to crawl under me. He got on his back and scooted under to where my hard, throbbing cock was pointed straight down. I felt a pair of warm, wet lips engulf my cock and begn sliding up and down my hard shaft. All the while, not one beat was missed on me sucking the cock in front of me or the fucker behind me ramming my ass!
The man fucking my ass began moaning loudly, indicating he was going to shoot his load into me. His fucking pace picked up even faster as I felt him spray in load inside me. I continued sucking the cock in front of me. The fucker behind me pulled his cock out and I felt another pair of hands on my ass. I was assuming another cock was going to impale my ass, but I was wrong. I felt a face pushed into my ass as a tongue probed my hole, searching for the cum deposits in my cave. He then began sucking my hole like a vacuum and the cum had to cum out.
When that was done, the fongue fucker moved up to my head and motioned for the camper whose cock I was sucking to move. He then took his place. It didn't bother me as long as there was a cock for me to suck. I was just about to wrap my lips around it, when his hand held my head from moving forward. I then heard him spit and the cum he sucked out of my ass covered his cock. He then removed his hand from my head, giving me the go ahead to now suck his cum-drenched tool. I was more than willing. I love sucking a cock covered in cum!
In the meantime, another camper had replaced my fucker and was going at it fucking my ass. The cocksucker below me was doing a damn good job of sucking me -- to the point that I was ready to shoot. So I began sucking harder the cock that was presently in my mouth. I like to time it for my cock and the cock I'm sucking to shoot at the same time. I was in luck. It happened. My mouth was filled as I filled another's mouth.
Even though I was drained, the fucker was still going at it on my ass. So I let him. The guy whose mouth I shot into, crawled out from under me and I pulled off the cock I had just sucked the cum out of. "Wow! That was great!" I said.
I looked up from between the legs of the guy just sucked off. It was Paul, sitting there smiling at me. Sitting next to him was Stan who was licking his lips of the cum I gave him. He was the one under me sucking my cock. "Well now I know where you two guys stand!" I said with a laugh, "Stan, you haven't shot your load yet. How about giving it to me?"
"Sure enough," Stan replied.
I then told the fucker behind me to pull out for a minute which he did. I turned over on my back and lifted my legs in the air. I told the fucker to resume fucking me as Stan crawled over my face and slid his cock down my throat. I reached around and grabbed his ass cheeks and pulled him closer to me so that his cock could go deeper down my throat. I heard Stan let out a moan of delight.
Paul moved around in front of Stan and they began kissing as I continued sucking on Stan's cock. I then heard Paul say to Stan, "Mmm! I can taste some of Bob's cum still in your mouth."
"It tastes good, doesn't it?" Stan said.
"It sure does," replied Paul. They kissed a few more times and Paul spoke again, "I guess now that Bob know about us, we might as well become regulars here."
"Fine with me," said Stan, "I would like that a lot."
As the fucker behind me continued working on my ass, I asked them, "Isn't it time for you guys to get back to work?"
"Well," said Stan, "We run our own business. We were independently contracted to do this, so I guess we work on our own time."
"But I'd like for you guys to be done by tomorrow evening so we can be open for business this weekend."
"We can do that," Paul assured me. Then turning to Stan, he said, "I guess we can get back to work and have more fun this evening. Well, we'll see you later, Bob."
"Okay, guys," I grunted as the fucker continued to pound my ass.
"Man!" I thought to myself, "I gotta get back to work, but this cock that's piston-driving my ass feels so good! I could whore out my ass for hours!" I was still on my back with my legs in the air, so I was able to look around for more campers. While I was lying there getting my ass fucked, I badly wanted something to do with my mouth.
I was in luck. Randy, my good friend and grounds manager, had just gotten up in the loft to check everything out to make sure all was in order. I called out to him and motioned him over -- still lying there on my back -- still getting fucked in the ass. He walked over and just stood there, surveying the situation.
"What you want, boss?" he asked, standing there with his hands on his hips.
"I wanna give my mouth something to do while I'm getting fucked," I replied, "Can you help me out?"
"Sorry, but my lunch break is over."
"Get that jump suit off and sit on my face. I wanna eat out some ass," I demanded.
"You're the boss," Randy said with a chuckle. He immediately stripped of his work clothes, straddled my face and squatted down carefully over my face. I love his black ass and never got tired of tongue fucking his pretty black hole. I reached up and pulled him the rest of the way down on top of me. My face was now in his black ass crack and I loved it. I started to hungrily rim him out. "Boss, you're the best," Randy moaned as he carefully squirmed his ass on my face.
In the meantime, my fucker leaned over and kissed Randy. Randy reached over and took hold of the fucker's neck and kept him leaning over. they kissed long and slow, doing a lot of tongue action in the process. With his free hand, Randy reached down and began stroking his black cock. I grabbed my bottle of poppers and handed it to him. He opened it and took several huffs and then handed it to my fucker who also took several huffs. He handed the bottle back to me and lifted his ass up off my face far enough and long enough for me to get my huffs as well.
As the aroma took affect again, Randy's black ass became more luscious and tasty to me. I facially rooted more in his crack and tried to tongue into his ass as best as I could. I could tell that the aroma had taken affect on my fucker as well because just like all the other guys who fucked me and huffed, his fucking pace began to pick up. My legs were still in the air and he had hold of my ankles.
This fucker was a yeller for that was what he did. He rammed his cock into me one more time before he yelled out loud. When he shot his load, he sure shot a heavy one! When he finally got his breath and pulled out, Randy took hold of my legs and pulled me on over, bringing my just-fucked asshole accessible to his mouth. He then planted his mouth over my asshole and sucked the fucker's cum out -- all of it! At the same time, he was still sitting on my face and I was still eating him out.
When he had sucked out all he could, Randy lowered my ass back down. He stood up, turned around and got down on his knees straddling over my neck so that his black cock was hanging over my mouth. He didn't say anything, but reached down and opened my mouth. I kept it open as he took careful aim and let the cum collected in his mouth drool out and make a direct landing onto my stuck-out tongue. It slid down into my throat. I swallowed it all. I love eating cum!
Randy resume jacking his cock, looking down at me and smiling. I love my friend, Randy. He's a good hard worker and we get along great. He loves his man-to-man sex and I've seen him in all positions, doing everything. "You want my cumload, boss?" he asked as he began jacking his black cock faster."
"I ALWAYS want your loads," I said, then opened my mouth wide for him.
"Then here it is, my friend. You can have it." He leaned forward and slid his cock into my mouth. I felt his cream fill my mouth and I swallowed it as fast as I could. When he was done, he crawled off me and sat next to me.
"Thanks," I said, "You have always been good to me."
"Well boss," he replied, "You have always been good to me,too. You have always been good to all of us who work for you. We would do anything for you. You know that."
I stood up and stretched, "I know that. I appreciate it."
Randy stood up and put his work clothes back on and we both climbed down off the loft and exited the barn.