Date: Tue, 12 Nov 2019 22:43:39 +0000 (UTC) From: brad rent Subject: Ch. 34 to "Wilson Goes to Camp" attached This is a fictional story of my entry into orbit about my penis. This is the final chapter of "Wilson Goes to Camp," ending up at 34 chapters- - sorry. On the positive side, I figure I got to cum about 75 times while writing it! The pages are probably still a little sticky--sorry. For those that stuck it out `til the bitter end, thanks. Please write; I love feedback: brad_rent@yahoo.com. Oh yeah... and please make a contribution to Nifty.org to make sure these and other stories keep being published—and I get to keep cumming! Chapter 34- Welcome Home Indeed! The trip to Uncle Will and Aunt Millie's took just short of two hours. Marty sat up front but let Neil drive, as he was more familiar with driving on the `wrong' side of the road- - especially at night, since it appeared we'd not arrive until after dark. At first the three of us in the back seat were pretty quiet. I sat on the `hump' and let Brian and Tristan have the windows. It felt weird to all three of us to have clothes on for a change. That didn't stop me from getting a boner just thinking about the past week and how I'd become a dedicated masturbator- - just like these two guys beside me. As we cruised down the darkened highway, Neil broke the silence with a question. "So, Wilson, your Aunt Millie said she sent you a letter warning you that your father and I would be coming together to `Dad's Day' at camp... did you get her letter or was it a surprise when we arrived in the same car? Did she also tell you that Tristan's Uncle Ted and Aunt Fiona came with us and are at your Aunt and Uncle's right now? I hesitated to answer for a split second, remembering Tristan and I talking about the need to warn Aunt Millie about his Uncle Ted. I made eye contact with Tristan and although it was nearly dark, I could see that he, too, was wondering how this weekend had gone with `horny'- - I think the Brit's would call him `randy'- - Uncle Ted `lusting' around Millie and Will's house and fucking everybody and anything that moved! I clearly remember him described by Tristan in story after story as one who'd fuck just about anybody with a warm hole. Indeed, according to Tristan's erotic tale about his uncle, no one was safe from a visit from Uncle Ted's penis into one of their orifices. I recall Tristan said that, as a younger man, Ted had fucked all his own sisters, mother and grandmothers, as well as Tristan's own father, Neil- - the one driving and asking the questions right now- - numerous times- - he even told me that `Randy Ted' was the first to fuck him- - Tristan- - and that he'd had him more than once! My guess is that, even though Marty and Neil had only been gone for a day and a half, Uncle Ted had already fucked Aunt Millie, Uncle Will, and anyone else that happened to be in the house... maybe even the pets? Any nearby livestock? Probably the only one he hadn't fucked was his own wife- - Fiona- - since he could have her holes any time he wanted. I replied cautiously, "Yes, I got the letter... Tristan and I talked a little about what to expect from old Uncle Ted... Tristan told me a lot about him and Aunt Fiona; we wondered how that was going to work out exactly... has Uncle Ted settled down any or can we expect everybody to be naked and maybe even a little sore when we get home? Neil giggled at the last part of my answer and just raised his eyebrows. Tristan, me and Marty exchanged glances; I, at least chubbed up even more thinking about all the fucking that had probably happened in the last day and a half. Knowing that Ted had a letch for young ass- - i.e., Tristan's- - I wondered if he'd painted a mental target on my own tight little anus as well. After an hour or so, we stopped at a `Wimpy Bar' for a burger and fries. I guess this was the UK's version of MacDonald's; I was famished and it smelled great... I couldn't wait to gobble it down. We stepped away from the counter but the place was crowded; we had trouble finding a table that would seat all five of us. Way back in the corner was a small table for two. Marty told Neil and Tristan to go ahead and take that; the three of us would just sit at the long counter. Marty and Neil exchanged a furtive glance and I wondered if this `separation' wasn't intentional. I didn't have to wait long to find out. We had no more than sat down and took our first bite when Marty said, "I'm glad we have a chance to talk away from Neil and Tristan for a moment... there's something I need to tell both of you." It sounded pretty ominous. After a pregnant pause, he continued, "I don't know where to start, so I guess I'll just start at the beginning. "You are both aware, I think, that your mother, Wilson, knows all about `bate camp;' knows what happens there; knows that I went years ago; knows that Brian's been as both a camper and a counselor; knows that I am bisexual and regularly `do' dick- - discreetly, of course- - and she's OK with all that. She knows all about my relationship with my sister's husband, Will, and knows we have been fucking each other for years- - even before he married Millie. More to the point- - and more pertinent to right now- - is that she also knows that the `ritual' ceremony at the end of camp is dads having sex with their sons. She knows that both Brian and I intended to fuck you during that ritual, Wilson. What she doesn't yet know is that the week ended early." I remembered overhearing her end of the phone call between her and Marty where I found out she knew all about camp. It was all coming together and made sense as he talked. "It was supposed to be a big surprise to both of you that she and your sister are flying across the pond; they'll be here later this week. Your sister, Wilson, is going to be attending a horse-riding camp or something over weekend; your party dovetailed nicely with that schedule. Your mom's presence at your party was supposed to be the surprise. Another pause. "What neither of you knows is that we had long discussions before I even signed you up for camp, Wilson, about what your attending might do to the `sexual dynamic,' shall we say, around our house. Don't get me wrong- - your mother wholeheartedly supports having you attend and we're both happy to welcome you back into the house more sexually aware than when you left; but we both realize you're probably more horny now- - for lack of a better term- - and part of dealing with what you've experienced this week is how to behave and act after we get home. If it weren't for your sister, we could probably grow to be a family much like Ted's was growing up... Neil has told me all about how they typically walked around naked all the time and fucked each other whenever they felt like it... I think Tristan's filled you in; I could tell by your comment in the car that you know all about their upbringing. Were it not for your sister, we might all welcome that kind of openness after we get home... but it just ain't gonna happen. "Like I said, your mother and I wholeheartedly support and look forward to some of the changes we'll no doubt see around the house after we get home. First off, we're both well aware that Brian here has a letch for your mother, and we're open to exploring that further. Brian began to protest, but Marty stopped him. "There's no sense denying it, Brian, I've caught you more than once squeezing your cock while ogling her bent over doing chores around the house or peeking down the front of her blouse at her tits. You've `accidently' walked in on her more than once at times you knew she'd probably be nude just to get a peek- - maybe while she was changing in the morning or after her shower or whatever. After she shared her concerns- - and astute observations- - with me, I paid more attention; you know I caught you masturbating right after one or two of those episodes... what you're probably not expecting is that we are both OK with it all. Brian just stared down at his half-eaten burger. Guilty. Curious about what Marty might say next. "We both want you to know that it's completely natural- - she's a very attractive woman and you're a virile, hormone-filled teen that knows how to use his cock. You're off to college next year; we both feel that if you're interested and ready, she'd be more than willing to let you have her- - discreetly, I might add- - whenever we can figure out how to do that without Wilson's sister finding out you're fucking her mom. Our plan for the future is that you'd be welcome to our bed when we're all in the mood; we want you to know that's OK with both of us. "Before there's any misunderstanding, that welcome includes you as well, Wilson... we'll not deny you access to any of the bodies you'll find there and welcome your attentions as well; but we recognize that it's your own mother involved here and you can participate or not as you see fit... we'll all understand in any case. "In fact, that's why she's flying over this week... everyone knows the planned `welcome home' party is mostly for Wilson, but we both thought it might be a good time to `expand' your relationship as well, Brian... all of our sexual relationships, I guess. She knows that we've each fucked each other now; that sex will be more free and open from now on in our house; she wants to be part of that change. Basically, I'm saying that she'd like to show her love for you- - and assuming you share that love for her- - begin a sexual relationship as the three of us guys grow more sexually active as well. She wants to be part of the next chapter at home. I saw a change on Brian's face; both Marty and I also saw him adjust his burgeoning cock as he digested what Marty was saying. Interestingly, my own dick had grown during this conversation. "The down-side is that she won't be here until later in the week, so you'll just have to wait. I wasn't quite sure exactly who he was speaking to just then... hmmm. He just left that ambiguous. "I see you're both finished. Before we join Neil and Tristan, I have one more thing to say... Your mother and I have been heterosexually exclusive with each other since our marriage. Like I said, she's known from the beginning that I am bisexual but we've honored our commitment to each other where sex with the opposite sex is concerned. As part of our discussions before bate camp came up, we've decided that the bond between us as man and wife is good and strong; that we're both willing to experiment with sex among other partners whereever and whenever that comes up... I was concerned, Wilson, that you didn't think I went off with Sylvia to cheat on your mother the first night we were in Bath. I indeed went with Neil and Sylvia and watched them fuck; I had my way with Neil but didn't touch Sylvia. Based on what your mother and I discussed, I could have, but since I hadn't told you of our decision yet, I refrained from going there. Fast forward to this weekend- - you can expect to see me having sex with whomever; just know that your mother and I have discussed this; our agreement is that each episode is openly discussed between the two of us and everything's OK. In fact, we think that sharing each other in various settings will enhance our bond, not weaken it. I did wonder about that first night at the bath house, but had decided that whatever happened that night was up to the two of them. I was relieved to learn that it wasn't something that would bother my mom when she learned the details. Soon we were all squished into the car and on the way to Will and Millie's. Again, Neil broke the silence with a comment. "We talked about Ted and what to expect when we get home. Let me say here that, yes, everyone knows about bate camp; everyone knows we've all `shared' ourselves with each other earlier and that we all expect to do so again this weekend. Let me stress that none of you don't have to fear Ted at all... this party is mostly for you, Wilson and Tristan- - and to some extent, Brian as well. That does not mean any of you have to put up with Ted's shenanigans in any way, shape or form. Marty and I have agreed that you may participate with whomever you wish and no more; it's entirely up to you... we'll help enforce `no means no' for the next few days- - with whomever needs to understand your limits. You just need tell us if and when anything becomes too much. The target on my anus was fading somewhat... at least the one I had conjured in Ted's mind. Before we knew it, we were pulling into the drive and anxious to see just exactly what havoc Ted had visited upon Will and Millie. He didn't disappoint! Entering the kitchen, we found both Ted and Will completely naked in the `lye-brih' obviously just having finished with a mutual suck and cum. There were no women to be seen however... had Ted fucked them all to death already? "Aah, yes, the returning heroes," said Ted, rising to greet us while using a towel to wipe Will's saliva and a few dribbles of sperm from his rather meaty- - and still semi-erect- - penis. Will just stayed prone on the couch and waved; obviously spent after who knows how many orgasms in the last few hours. He, too, was wiping a few remaining globs of Ted's cum from his cheek while wiping his own still-hard boner with a towel. "You caught us at just the right moment, it seems," added Uncle Ted, "the girls headed off for another session at the bath house with young Sylvia, the desk attendant; we don't know when they'll return, but if last night is any indication, we won't see our girls until after the bath house closes and they can all engage with Sylvia at their leisure... I wouldn't be surprised if we wake up tomorrow morning with Sylvia as our house guest! In any event, I guess Ted and I got a bit over-eager anticipating your return; we started a little early with the `welcome-home' festivities... I hope you'll forgive us for not waiting. Four of us stood there taking it all in; someone mumbled something about it all being OK. It was pretty clear that this display of naked, cummy, still-chubbed penises- - and the pungent smell of freshly ejected sperm- - was getting us all eager to get started in any case... it probably just didn't matter that they'd already both cum before we arrived. I also think I speak for the group in saying that, while it would have been a different experience with Aunt Millie, Tristan's Aunt Fiona and his mom there, it would probably be just fine with just the seven of us. Besides, anticipating a session of man-only sex seemed fitting just then since we were ostensibly celebrating our return from `bate camp;' a fitting end to a glorious week. We'd also get to 'engage' with the women tomorrow, prolonging our celebration through the rest of the weekend! After an awkward moment, Ted stepped forward and vigorously shook Tristan's hand. "Congratulations, young man, I hope bate camp was everything you'd hoped." Then releasing his hand and cupping his butt through his thin nylon shorts, led him over to a wing chair in the corner and added, "Now, let's just get you boys out of these clothes and we can start this party proper"! He pronounced it `proe-pah.' How British. "I can't wait to hear what you've learned this week"! Watching Ted help strip Tristan naked, I was pretty sure that Ted was `fairly keen' to shoot his next load deep inside young Tristan's butt- - a place he'd been before and probably longed to be once more- - just as soon as he could arrange it. Glancing around, Marty and Neil had already begun undressing as well... Marty was undoing his shorts while Neil had his shirt unbuttoned and was unzipping his pants. I bent to untie my shoes; by the time I stood up and brought my t-shirt up over my head, Marty and Neil were completely naked and moving toward the couch to join Uncle Will, both stroking themselves to near-full-mast erections. These three mature, thick dicks were in glorious states of erection! The short time we'd been clothed since leaving camp, I guess I'd missed lusting over erect cocks- - watching these three jack themselves had me stiffening up nicely! Just then, Brian walked in- - I guess he'd wandered off to use the bathroom or something- - his open-mouth stare showed his shock that he was now the only one in the room with his clothes still on. It didn't take him long, however, to strip bare like the rest of us. Everyone was hard again in no time as we all worked to get each other fully erect. For some reason, I did some math... let's see, seven times seven equals about 49 inches... that's over four feet of hard, thick throbbing dick right here in this room! Brian broke my reverie by grabbing my penis in one hand and an ass cheek in the other, pulling slightly to separate my cheeks. Just as his little finger contacted my anus, a small bead of clear pre-cum appeared at the tip; he smeared it all around the head of my cock, causing a moan to escape my lips. I was more than ready to be welcomed home by the rest of these `stud-ly' men! I won't belabor the telling of this story by giving a blow-by-blow account of the sex we had that night (pun intended), but suffice it to say that we each finished the night and headed to bed after multiple orgasms in, on or near someone else bent on generating- - and ejecting- - as much spooge as possible. I know I contributed my share of semen. I marveled as I headed for bed that almost no sperm had been wasted... just about every drop was deposited in an orifice or, if splashed on a chest, abdomen or ass, had been slurped up by someone else; `nary a drop was wasted.' OK, just a few details (since you asked)... at one point, Neil and Marty became the focal point of the room. We found ourselves standing around stroking each other's cocks while watching them hunched over in a hot '69,' vigorously eating and fingering each other's holes. Just as we thought they were both going to shoot sperm on each other and we could move into our own two- and three-somes, Tristan stepped forward and tentatively introduced the tip of his throbbing penis against his own father's anus. I knew from our chats at camp over the last week that he'd never penetrated his dad, but it was something he'd wanted to do for a long time. Marty was still focused on diddling Neil's hole, but took this intrusion in stride, pulling his fingers and tongue away, then watched close-up while Tristan pushed his rampant prick all the way into his dad's hot, slimy fundament. Tristan met almost no resistance as he `bottomed' out; his balls now squashed tight against his dad's butt. Moans escaped both of them; obviously both dad and son had been looking forward to this exact moment for some time. They `soaked' for a while, reveling in the marvelous, throbbing sensations of `fucker' and `fuckee' while we all watched. Slowly, Tristan established a rhythmic, full-stroke, in-and-out motion in his father's anus, then he looked over at me and motioned toward Marty. I got his meaning and eagerly moved to plant my own cock into my step-dad's ass. Likewise, Neil pulled his attentions away from Marty's anus, allowing me to slip into that winking hole in one smooth penetration, just like Tristan had done only a moment earlier. Both Marty and Neil stayed in their `69' position with Marty on top, but instead of tonguing and fingering each other's ass, they were now busily sucking each other's rampant cocks while watching their sons hammer-fuck their respective father's holes mere inches before their eyes! Uncle Will, Brian and Ted weren't idle this entire time, either. They alternately traded off in a three-way fuck such that each got to spend a few moments as `middle man,' simultaneously plunging deep in and out of someone's butt while being deep-fucked themselves. Somehow they managed to hold off cumming until each had had a turn in the middle. They quickly disengaged before shooting and fell into a 3-way suck-off where each pumped their pent-up load into someone's mouth at the same time. There was unavoidable `spillage' and all three had errant globs of sperm on their faces as they disengaged and lay panting on the floor. As I said before, not a drop was `wasted' and eventually every bit of semen was slurped up. Seven loads got ejaculated within 30 seconds of each other. I did more math. Let's see, that's seven or eight tablespoons of semen times whatever... I wonder how many ounces or cups that is. Who does math while cumming or watching someone else cum?!? Morning dawned clear and bright. I must have been the first one up, as I padded naked to the `jack-and-jill' bathroom to pee. The only sound I heard was the chirping of the birds in the back yard. As I held my penis feeling the surge of steaming piss gushing out, memories of the hot sex of the night before flooded back; I started to thicken up. Just as I shook off the last drop and bent to flush, the other door to the bathroom opened and there stood Tristan- - equally naked- - and also semi hard. "Oh... sorry... I didn't know you were in here," he said. "Don't worry... it's all yours; I just finished," I said, both of us surreptitiously comparing our boners. We had to slide by each other in the tight space of the bathroom; our penises came within a couple inches of each other. Surprisingly, neither of us grabbed for the other. "That was some night, eh?" He said, giving his growing prick a stroke or two before aiming his piss down into the toilet. "Yeah... I especially appreciated you taking the initiative to get into your dad, then inviting me to do the same to Marty. I'd always wanted to do that! I returned to my room but left the door ajar in case Tristan wanted to talk more. He poked his head in. "I thought I'd shower first if you don't mind." I kind of smell like sperm, ass and morning breath right now." "Yeah- - I noticed," I joked, "the first two were getting me all excited again... see? He looked down at my semi and laughed, then turned on the shower without shutting the door. I lay on my bed waiting my turn; I couldn't keep from watching him give himself an enema with one leg up on the toilet, then when done, soaping up his beautiful brown, taut body and now-rampant cock in the shower. I was still amazed at how young he looked... I was sure that the fact he looked about 13 was responsible for all the fucking he got to do at camp, as well as all of his experiences before then. Maybe his extra fat balls had something to do with his appeal... whatever the case, I was glad he was my friend and we were comfortable doing just about anything around or with each other. I also looked forward to finally getting to fuck him and vice versa. By the time he finished and stepped out of the shower, I was at full mast. He peeked in to say it was my turn and paused to watch me stroke my hard penis two or three times. "Did I do that to you?" he asked. "I guess so... I can't believe I still get hard just looking at a naked guy even after seeing hundreds in the last week or so. Not that you're not an exceptional specimen- - because you are- - it's just that you'd think I'd be used to seeing a guy boned up by now. Seeing another boner always makes me this way. "Wanna do something about it?" he asked, bringing his own beautiful brown penis to full attention in about 3 strokes while I watched him jack off. "I do," was my reply, remembering that we'd cum together many times over the last week, but never `with,' `for,' `on,' or `in' each other... every ejaculation was with, for, on or in someone else while we watched each other shoot our loads. "But I think we should save it for the `group grope' we're sure to have this morning... why don't we wait `til we're with everybody else; let's make sure we get to cum together one last time, though, OK? "OK, but you've given me quite the stiffy here, too" he replied. "I agree that we'll probably get a chance later today, so I can wait if you can. With that, he turned and walked back into his room. Watching his exquisite little ass cheeks as he walked away didn't help my boner dissipate one little bit. I also noticed he left his door ajar, so I made sure to put on a little show for him like he had for me, making sure my stiff, bobbing cock was always facing his door when I used the enema machine myself as well as while I showered. Thinking about him masturbating while watching me jack myself almost made me shoot a couple of times in the shower, but I was able to stave off cumming for later. I couldn't wait to find a chance to cum in, on or with him later today! Not being quite sure about who or what we'd encounter downstairs, we wore gym shorts and t-shirts downstairs. Sure enough, we were the first ones down and rummaged around the kitchen for something to eat. We were halfway through a bowl of cereal when Brian sauntered in- - bare-ass naked- - with bleary eyes and `bed-head.' "Where is everybody?" he asked, looking around. "I think it's just us chickens," Tristan replied, slurping the last of his cereal. "I'll just get some juice, then head back up and shower... maybe somebody else will be up by the time I'm done. I can't wait for our little party today... at least you two `guests of honor' are up early. Brian turned and padded back upstairs with his glass of juice, firm, bouncy ass and half-hard cock wobbling as he climbed the stairs. Someone else was running water upstairs and it wasn't long before people showed up in groups or one-by-one in the kitchen- - most were fully dressed and showered- - and soon everyone except Brian was milling around the kitchen or sitting in the adjacent dining room chatting about yesterday's activities. Just as everyone was finishing up their breakfast, our host, Uncle Will, stood and made an announcement. "Ladies and gentlemen, I'm very glad you all could make it to our little impromptu celebration this morning... although it's a week earlier than we expected- - due to unforeseen circumstances that the boys will explain later, I'm sure- - we're here to welcome Tristan and Wilson home from camp... I think everyone here knows that this week's camp experience was designed to awaken these young men to the sexual potential locked in each of them. I congratulate them on a successful- - albeit shortened- - camp week. Applause and murmurs. He continued, "I'm sure that over the course of our activities today, they'll be glad to enlighten us on some of the adventures they had while at camp... we all look forward to hearing- - and benefitting from- - their newfound knowledge. More applause. More murmurs. "I believe all the adults know each other, but Wilson and Brian- - ah yes, here he comes now- - Brian, I was just introducing Wilson to Tristan's Aunt and Uncle, Fiona and Ted- - the attractive couple over there in the corner- - as well as Tristan's mother, Dierdre, the other vixen standing with them." They all waved hello. I waved back. Since Brian had come in the door right near them, he turned and shook hands with all three. I'd heard lots of stories about Tristan's mom, `Dierdre,' but no one ever said her name before... For example, I know she was Uncle Ted's sister and had been raised in an openly sexual household where just about everybody had fucked everybody else. It was fairly common knowledge among many in the room and I, for one, gazed at the three of them as they `chatted up' Brian and tried to imagine each of them fucking each other- - both now and as youngsters. Not only that, but no one said what a beautiful woman she was! I was smitten! Her short, brown hair was bobbed nicely and framed her beautiful, if a little bit `pixie-like' face. Her bright smile radiated and those large blue eyes were dazzling! I was thickening up nicely and couldn't wait to see her naked! "Some of you may not know Sylvia from the Bath House downtown... it seems Millie, Fiona and Dierdre persuaded Sylvia to join us today for our little welcome home party; we look forward to getting to know you better, dear. Sylvia blushed slightly, remembering, no doubt, the hot pussy-to-pussy sex she'd had last night with the `girls' after she got off work at the bath house. She was probably also aware that we all knew exactly what they'd done to, for and with each other. I hoped we'd hear details later. I also hoped they were ready for some hard cock, since there was plenty of that here. "I guess since this is my home- - and I'm sure Millie here will agree that you're all most welcome- - I'll begin the festivities. I know it's early, but we've anxiously awaited Wilson and Tristan's return and look forward to today's encounters... let's begin by helping these young boys lose their clothes! Feel free to shed your own as the spirit leads you. We were both stripped naked by the assembled group in a jiffy! I think everyone in the room got a free feel, caress, pinch, lick or taste of mine or Tristan's penis, balls, ass or nipples before we were fully naked- - and also fully boned up- - now standing in the center of the group. "Let's move to the library where there's better light and more furniture," interjected Uncle Will, the perfect host, now just as naked as me and Tristan. By the time we got there, most everyone else had `shed their kits' as well; a few had already paired up in fact- - Neil, of course, had his eye on his `favorite fuck,' Tristan's Aunt Fiona. Before we even got into the room, he'd already laid her on her back on a table with her ass hanging off the edge. He was busy rubbing the knob his impressive penis up and down her sopping cunt opening, preparing to enter her. I was surprised to see Tristan move over beside Fiona's head and slip his hard-on into her welcoming mouth just as Neil slid his cock home. As I recall she was the first woman Tristan had fucked; now he was going to join his father in pleasuring themselves in her various holes together! Marty and I stood side-by-side watching Neil and Tristan `do' Fiona when Tristan's mom, Dierdre, stepped up behind us, dropped to her knees and reached between our legs to cup both sets of balls. "I've heard so much about you two... I hope you don't mind me fondling your impressive equipment here. We didn't mind one little bit. As she knelt between us, I gazed down into her bright blue eyes and further to her round, full breasts and erect brown nipples. Her tit flesh quivered as she worked our nut-sacks... I couldn't wait to suck one while fingering her pussy. I looked back over at Neil and Tristan; Dierdre caressed and squeezed our balls while all three of us watched her husband and son work their penises in and out of her sister-in-law on the table right in front of us. She broke the silence, "...and Tristan tells me that this beautiful straight, thick penis has never been inside a woman; is that true? I'd love to be your first? Would that be OK with your step-dad here? She released both mine and Marty's balls from between our legs, reached around the front and squeezed a bead of pre-cum out of the tip of my penis while Marty seemed amused at the look on my face as she turned me to face her. I nearly came when she opened her pretty mouth to slurp that clear nectar straight from my piss-hole! Her pretty eyes gazed up at me while she engulfed my penis to the root. Marty nodded his approval and watched as she deftly handled my young prick and balls. It was ironic that I'd been with her son all week- - mostly naked and perpetually hard- - and hadn't had any kind of sex with him, but here I was about to fuck his beautiful mother at our own welcome-home party! I couldn't wait! If I could get Tristan's attention, maybe this was the special moment when he and I would cum together in or on his own hot mom! The thought of that made me raging hard! Gazing about the room, I noticed that it didn't take long for Uncle Ted to work his now hard-again penis up inside Aunt Millie from behind while she stood admiring the other action in the room. I wondered if that was the first time he'd put it in her, since they'd been home for a day and a half together. Probably not. In any case, she moaned just the same as he slid his thickness up inside- - having that big slab of meat penetrate her had to feel pretty awesome. Especially since he had his hands up under her arms and was squeezing her leathery nipples to hard points. Uncle Will had been standing by her side, but when Ted moved back to present his cock to her pretty ass, he, in turn moved behind Ted to caress Ted's ass as he squatted down to ease his prick into Millie. It was pretty clear that if Ted was going to fuck his- - Will's- - wife, Will was going to fuck Ted in turn while he did it! Ted didn't seem to mind... in fact, he turned his head and smiled invitingly at Will, encouraging further groping of his own hole. Brian and Sylvia weren't idle during all this fucking either! Brian had her naked and spread, sitting on the back of the couch with her legs crossed around behind his head. He was vigorously- - and noisily- - sucking and slurping away at her entire crotch, licking from ass-hole to the top of her shaved cunt and back again, causing Sylvia to emit rather loud moans with each circuit. I actually think she came, as she grabbed his head and pushed it hard against her crotch while she quivered and shook. Suffice it to say that before the morning was over, each of the threesomes had cum at least twice in various couplings. Marty and I at one time found ourselves double penetrating Dierdre while Neil and Tristan were doing the same to Fiona. All four of the men- - Marty, me, Neil and Tristan- - stared intently at each other, knowing we were experiencing hot simultaneous fucks! It was especially hot that my own `first fuck' was a double penetration; that it was in my best friend's mom's cunt; that the other cock in there with me was my step-dad's; and that while we fucked and fucked and fucked, Dierdre's son and husband watched us fuck their wife and mom while we watched them fuck away on Fiona. Marty and I heaved and grunted and spewed our loads together deep inside while she bucked, groaned and came at the same moment. When we finished and climbed off, she stood up and looked down at herself. We were all mesmerized watching the white river flow out of her pussy and down her legs. Sylvia stepped in to make sure that none of that nectar fell to the floor; she slurped her way up each leg. When she reached Dierdre's smoking cunt, she cleaned out the last slimy traces, then lapped and sucked until she had yet another crashing orgasm while we watched. Not to be outdone, Will had gotten fairly well inside Ted's ass while Ted worked back and forth in Millie's hot cunt. It was rather comical to see Millie and Will- - like bookends- - barely moving and stationary while Ted worked his magic on both of them by gyrating to and fro in the middle. Brian and Sylvia pretty much moved around the various threesomes as `floaters,' pinching, squeezing, sucking or fingering just about all of us before it was all over. After Neil and Tristan finished with Fiona, Tristan and Will swapped places; they didn't want to be left out of the `double-penetration derby;' I got to watch both Tristan work his penis in beside his Uncle Ted's in her hot, dripping cunt. Both of them came at the same time, causing white goo to run out of her hole while they were both in post-orgasmic stupors. Their combined copious cum-loads ran down the inside of both legs and puddled at her feet. I hope nobody slipped. I think that was the first few drops of cum I saw lost on the floor in two days of cumming! Tristan, Brian and I had an absolutely marvelous `welcome-home' party, even though it wasn't as `complete' as Marty, Will, Millie, Neil and Dierdre had planned, since it was a week early. When it was all over, though, Tristan and I exchanged glances- - cocks drooping but still half-hard and dripping. We both felt very welcomed by this group of friends, loved ones and `fellow fuckers'! This ends my story about attending `bate camp' in England the summer that I turned 16. To this day, that week was the highlight of my young life; it firmly put me in orbit about my own penis for the rest of my life. I learned that sex was sex, no matter who it was with. As it ends up, both Tristan and I got to attend camp again the next year- - free of charge to boot since we'd been `shortchanged.' Further, we both got to serve as counselors over subsequent summers as well- - but those adventures are for another story!