Date: Tue, 17 Aug 2004 14:55:17 GMT From: Ocean View Doc Subject: French Family Affair Chapter II - Weekend Campout The camp was only a two hour drive. We decided to wear only our shorts since we would get naked as soon as we arrived at camp. Donny, Rene, and Laur chatted about the lake, the beach, cooking out, sailing, swimming, sleeping in a tent, friends, even the weather. At the gate, we were welcomed and shown a map to our campsite. Everyone quickly shucked off their clothes. Yep. you guessed it. I hesitated. There were lots of other people here... all ages... all sizes....males...females. I just ignored them. The only ones that mattered were Donny, Laur, and Rene. They were already naked. So was their mom. She smiled as I slowly slid out of my shorts. It had taken a little more effort than I thought it would, but I felt braver for having done it. Nobody seemed to notice. We piled back into the van, and were soon at our camp site unloading gear, setting up a large family tent, goofing off. Several families camping near us came by to introduce themselves. I tried to be relaxed, but couldn't help looking over new people. I guess I wasn't too obvious. Most of the people were looking me over too. I would later realize that this is normal. Whenever we meet new people, we form an instant impression by checking them out - with or without clothing. One family consisted of a mom, dad, and four kids. They knew Donny's family from another campout, and wanted to visit "their French friends". Dad was a talker; mom was way fat; the oldest child was a boy about fourteen who was skinny and awkward; then came a girl about twelve who was chubby with big tits for her age; a boy eleven, also chubby, but bare; and a boy ten who seemed small, thin, and feminine. The dad boasted that he loved getting away from town to be naked with his family. All other people were inferior because they wear clothes, or some such thing.( I would hear that same story a dozen times a day from other people.) Donny's mom was polite, but soon looked bored and a little irritated. The man's wife drank coffee and actually wiped out every snack she could reach. Her mouth stayed full. The oldest boy looked me over, introduced himself as Chuck, and told me the "big guys meet at the Lakehouse after dark". Donny informed me that the Lakehouse is a teen rec room where guys hang out. The older guys run things after dark. Most families don't let their teens go there unless they are escorted. He didn't like Chuck.I wasn't that impressed either. "Let's check out the pool." Donny suggested. The group agreed, and we slowly headed toward a general meeting area of the camp. I found out there was a general store, a large pool area, several meeting areas, a lake, a beach, an office, a boat dock, a barn, and the Lakehouse. There were lots of activities available. They even had horseback riding. The pool are was packed. A lifeguard looked us over as we joined the crowd. It was hot, so the pool was a great way to cool off. Every body in the pool was bumping into each other. I was a little nervous about it at first, but was soon playing tag with a bunch of kids. It was just great fun. The day went a lot faster than I had expected. I guess it always does when you're having fun. At times, I was aware of my nudity. Mostly, I wasn't. Chuck explained that most teen boys carry a towel. If they get a hardon, they can wrap up. He didn't bother. He liked to let people see his big dick. (It wasn't that big.) Donny added that the towel was courteous, and that it was usually the adults who panicked. Kids know about hardons way before puberty. :"Chuck usually gets hardons around little kids anyway.", he whispered. "Guys cover up so the girls won't know or ask you who caused the hardon. If the others find out you like a cetain girl, you get teased." You do still notice the cute ones though. Teens are always keen on sex stuff - with or without clothes. The boys talk about girls. The girls talk about boys. Sometimes they talk about "big boobs" or "big ones" - mostly they talk about who they like best. Seemed like any teen group talking about teens. The only difference I noticed was that they knew more about sex than most kids my age. Laur openly talked about girls with big boobs. She knew her time was coming, and couldn't wait. Chuck's fat sister bragged about her "big tits" and how much sex she had had. Chuck laughed at her. "Faggot." , she yelled. "Fat slut!", he yelled back. I was kinda glad when we left Chuck's family to go back to our tent to eat. It was dinner time. We were starved. Hot dogs, beans, and chips never tasted so good. Clean up was quick and easy. "Mom" then treated us to fudgesicles at the store, which we managed to get all over us. Another quick dip in the pool, then off to a big campfire where we sang songs, watched skits, and listened to an old guy tell a ghost story. We finally headed back to camp, tired and ready to wind down for the day. By now, nudity was a "no problem" item. We were comfortable with it. People had looked me over. I had looked them over. With or without clothes, there were some I liked, and some I didn't. We talked about that. We even talked about which girls Donny and I thought were "built". Both of us got hardons, but didn't try to hide it. Laur and Rene giggled, but I didn't feel guilty about it. It was normal. Laur and her mom talked about "hung guys" too. The tent had plenty of room, so us boys took one side - the girls took the other side. There were large foam rubber mats on the ground. Me, Donny, and Rene just laid down on the mat. We spread a sheet over us even though it was still warm out. Sometime during the night, I awoke. Donny was either playing with himself or jerking off. Rene was cuddled up next to me, his face resting on my stomach. It was dark. I couldn't see much, but I could hear Rene breathing softly. He was asleep. The thought of Donny laying so close to me, nude, playing with himself was all it took to get me excited. Add to that, a boy with his face only a few inches from your dick. Not only did I have an instant stiff, I had an instant problem. I needed to move Rene to get to my dick. It was not only stiff - it was laying flatly against my stomch, and begging for attention. If I moved, Donny would know I was awake, and would stop playing with it. Rene would move, and I sure liked having him breathing on my stiff. There were also two females sleeping on the other side of the tent. I didn't want to wake them up either. In desparation, I made my decision. I would try to slide slowly upward until I felt Rene's face touch the tip of my stiff. If he woke up, I could still pretend to be asleep. The plan worked better than I could have imagined. As I slid slowly upward, Rene slid in place so my stiff rod would enter. His lips opened, and I could feel him moving down as I slid up. A warm, wet, fabulous feeling told me he was awake and knew what I wanted. It wasn't just coincidence that I had woke up with Rene's head resting on my stomach. He held it in place for a moment, then his tongue began licking the head. When I thought I couldn't stand much more of that, he slid further down. With most of it inside, he began to bob up and down as I began to thrust upward trying to get him to take it all. He wasn't ready to try that, so he held back, but continued working it over. I knew I wouldn't last long, and Rene probably had not had one shoot off in his mouth, so I pulled out. At that age, I wasn't packing any huge load. In fact, I probably only shot a watery stream, but when I orgasmed, I pumped hard. I would finish it off by hand. I turned away from Rene. Donny must have known what Rene was doing. He probably felt us moving, or heard the slurping. At any rate, he was now laying next to me. As I turned, I felt his body and realized he was facing me. To far gone to stop now, I pressed my dick against Donny's and we ground them togather. I never knew it could feel so good. I wrapped my arms around him and held him to me. Both of us began to gyrate. Within minutes, I rolled over on top of Donny, and moaned as my dick took charge. I could feel that electric charge running up and down my spine. My throbbing dick shot it's load between our tightly pressed bodies. I held him tightly until the feeling eased up. Then I lay limply and soon went back to sleep. I could say that both brothers also had their dry loads. I don't really remember. I suppose they did. I was so surprised by the whole thing that I wasn't even sure it happened. "Did you sleep good?" Donny was whispering in my ear. I opened my eyes. Daylight lit up the tent. The aroma of coffee and bacon filled the air. I rolled over on my back, and raised up on my elbows. The sheet was wadded up at the foot of the bed. Without thinking, I reached for my piss hardon. I always woke up with one. I noticed Donny had one too. Rene was already up, as was Mom. They were doing breakfast. "Boys sure sleep noisy." I looked at Laur sitting Indian style at my feet. She had a huge smile on her face. "Mornin'", I mumbled. Then I realized why she was smiling. Her eyes were glued to my stiff and my hand. I was choking the shaft, slowly rubbing it. It was habit. "Not in here." Donny laid his hand on top of mine. Laur giggled. Donny and I quickly headed for the nearest tree, waving to the others as we went. As we emptied the cause of our problem, I became aware of another first. I was taking a leak while two females casually looked on. It somehow just seemed normal. I doubt Donny even gave it a second thought. "Wash your hands and get ready for breakfast." Mom chimed in. "Some things never change." I smiled. "Boys will be boys." she snapped back. I wondered if she had heard us last night. Did it happen? Donny just smiled. He was no help. I still wasn't sure I had done anything. What did Laur mean about boys sleeping noisy? Ever had the feeling that you've been set up? Later that morning, Donny led us kids on a hike. We followed a path along the lake. Laur went with us. Their mom went to the meeting area to see who was in camp. She had packed us a lunch to take with us. There were clearings off the path. Donny told me the teens made out at the clearings sometimes, mostly in the evening. We were supposed to avoid any clearing in use, and "not see who was there." I nodded, thinking it would probably be a couple "doing it". "We got this great spot on the bend of the lake. You'll love it. The view is grande." Donny led us off the path toward a grassy area. It was beautiful, but I got the feeling this area had been landscaped, and was being well used. Just a feeling. It was not easily seen from the path, but there were a few signs - like places where the grass seemed thicker. "Lets do lunch here." Donny suggested. "We'll rest first." "You did it last night, didn't you?" Laur asked and told Donny and Rene. "Yeah.", Rene confessed. "You said you'd wait." she pouted. "Donny started jerking off. I thought they were doing it without me. Besides, he woke up. He knows." Rene snapped. "You guys mind if I get in on this? You're talking about me - right? I wasn't dreaming last night, was I? Laur knows you guys fool around?" I was amused, shocked, angry... I stared at Donny. "You're angry?" Donny asked. "What if your mother had woke up?", I was more bewildered than angry. "She would tell us to be quiet." Laur smiled. Donny explained that they had played around for years. They knew it could get them in big trouble at school, but had seen other families do it too. They also knew that teens have to use condoms when they start shooting. All the teens play around at camp. Laur takes "the pill" so she don't get pregnant, but had only fooled around with her brothers. "And they don't shoot, yet." she chided. "Bet you do. I seen guys shoot before, but never made one do it. I was hoping you would let me. Then I'll let you put it in me." I looked at the boys. Both just smiled and shrugged their shoulders. Laur wanted it. She trusted me. Besides, the boys had already had their chance. The decision was mine. All of us boys had a hardon by now. "Sounds like a fair deal, but I'll just let you play with it while I think it over." I leaned back in the grass. Giggling, Laur leaned forward and quickly wrapped a hand around my shaft. After feeling it, she held my balls in her other hand and measured them as well as the shaft. She sat Indian style once again and paused to let me check out and rub her clit, then slide a finger inside her. We were so busy getting to know each other we only glimpsed at Rene as he lowered his lips over Donny's hardon and proceeded to tease his brother. It didn't take that long to shoot. Laur had had practice with her brothers, and was anxious to see one spurt. It wasn't much, but it was more than I had expected. I also thrust my hips in the air, and moaned in pleasure as the juice shot into the air. She felt the shaft throbbing as the load splattered on my chest. She giggled again as it also ran over her hand. She smelled it and even tasted it. Then she smiled and lay back waiting for me. I was stiil hard as a nail, but a little sensitive. Instead of entering her right away, I kissed her budding little boobs, all over her face, her tummy, and licked her clit. She spread her legs to give me more access, and moaned in pleasure. She was ready. No one had caused her to feel like this. When I slid in, I went very slowly so she could watch. Once in, I held it there. She wanted to feel it. She liked knowing she had taken all of it. It wasn't that huge. It was just the biggest one she had taken. It felt great to me too. I held her tightly, and slid my tongue in her mouth where we did a tongue tango. I really think both of us were satisfied to stay this way. She loved moving from side to side to feel me moving inside her. Finally, I felt the need to get her off. I had already shot off. It was her turn to feel what it was like to get near an orgasm only to back off and start over. I would pump slowly letting her watch, then build up only to stop when she began to get into the rhythm. It drove her bananas. "Please!" She whispered. "Please what?" I teased. "Please stop that!" She demanded.- or was she pleading? The boys paused, wondering what was going on. I guess they had never seen this sort of thing from her. Their sister was pleading with a guy to screw her? They had only done it for fun. Neither knew that much about orgasms. You can use an orgasm, or near orgasm, to make a lover plead to be finished so they can orgasm. If you prolong their pleasure, you also build it so they really love it when it happens. I have had lovers literally moan in ecstacy simply because I let them orgasm after holding off. I gave her a hug, then went after my big finish. The two of us were in sync as we pulled back, then plunged in hard and deep. It didn't take long before she wiggled and squirmed as I felt my balls tighten up something fierce. "OH ! WOW ! Please don't stop now! I LOVE YOU!" Laur was practically yelling. "Here it comes!" I thrust in hard as my dick started throbbing like mad. I knew I had just shot my first load deep insde her. We kept going. there were several more deep plunges before I began to wind down, totally exhausted. I didn't want it to end, and I didn't want to miss a single moment as we both shared such passion. I think it was the best sex either of us had ever felt. Totally exhausted, I collapsed on top of her. We were both quiet, but holding each other tightly. Even the boys seemed to know that this was hot. Neither said anything, but both watched fascinated. They had seen sex before, but she was pleading for more? And she was to exhausted or maybe to hot to get up. "You guys all right." Rene finally almost whispered. "I'm starved.", I came back at him."Let's do lunch." "GET OFF ME! YOU"RE DEAD MEAT! ...YOU"RE STARVED? WHAT HAPPENED TO "I LOVE YOU!"? HUH! " Laur was laughing, but trying hard to pretend to be angry. I got up laughing. She jumped up and hugged me again. The boys broke out laughing, but wern't sure why. They just knew Laur was happy. We wiped out the food and sodas in a hurry. For dessert, I blew Rene while Laur blew Donny. I was beginning to understand that to them sex was still a game. It was fun. It had nothing to do with morals or adults. It felt good, and it was a show of affection. It could be private - or it could be shared with trusted friends. Nudist kids don't see sex like others do. Many of them are not taught to see sex as immoral or sinful. They see it as normal and natural, but they can't let that carry over into their other lifestyle - society would never allow such truths to be known. We returned to our camp site where we packed up and headed home. Oddly, I felt strange putting on my shorts to leave the camp. It just didn't seem right. I didn't want to. Some things had changed for me that week end though. I had become friends with a family that took a chance with me. I took a chance with them too. Nudity was no more an issue with me than it was with them. I had learned to accept nudity at a boys' school where it was no big deal among the boys. Donny had learned to accept it through his family. So had Laur and Rene. Like their family, I had accepted sex as a part of life moreso than as a sin or a crime. It was a form of affection and acceptance. It was as personal and private as you wanted it to be. No one had the right to force sex on you. You have no right to force sex on anyone else. What kind of sex you have is up to you. With who is a shared trust. A true nudist sees sex as a part of life - with or without clothes. Any nudist that says sex is not a part of nudity is a damned liar. No nudist in his right mind will tell you that sex is not a part of life. The only real differnce is that nudists see more of what sex is all about more often. They treat sex as perfectly normal part of life, with certain rules to protect against unwanted pregnancies, sanitary problems, and emotional problems. Courtesy is observed. Some people will grow up to be gay. Thats life. Some people will grow up to be normal. Thats life. Most people will have gay sex and ungay sex. So what? Those who are gay will still be gay. Those who aren't gay will still be ungay. Thats life. Even as a young teen, I began to understand that most moral laws and beliefs are intended to hurt innocent people - not to protect the public.