Date: Tue, 20 Jul 2021 16:19:14 +0100 (BST) From: blackscar01 Subject: A very English Trailer Park Nifty is the constant source of all your erotic dreams. All kinds of fetishes can be found here. I am grateful to Nifty for posting my stories. If you enjoyed my story or any others on this site then please show your appreciation and donate whatever you can afford. Remember you can make your donation in Honour of your favourite writer too. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html No part of this story may be reproduced in whole or in part in any manner without the permission of the author. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- A very English Trailer Park – Part 1 `You have got to be joking, seven days in a fucking Holiday Camp? `Well unless you have a secret stash of cash, I don't know about to pay for something more exotic, that is it for this year' I had just about had enough of Dan's crap, he was such a snob, a fit good lucking fuck, but a snob. We had been together now for six years, had a small house in London, a very small house; I think the sales agent had described it as compact and bijou, a one bedroom, sitting room dining room combined, galley kitchen and shower room. We had as so many couples do, flung ourselves at the London property ladder for it, the asking price initially mistaken by me for the phone number; London property is like that. The last five years since we brought it being a real struggle financially, we hadn't been able to afford a holiday in all that time; apart from visiting parents and well, I am sure you get the picture. I didn't usually read any of the Red tops, or as we call them here trash press, but passing my local newsstand a fortnight ago, I had seen one of them offering `Staycation Breaks' for only ten pounds for a week; my interest was piqued and I picked up a copy. Over the weeks, I collected my ten vouchers, sent off my ten pounds and had just that morning received, `my' seven-night holiday details; hence the row I was having with Dan. A week in a static caravan on one of the many Holiday Camp sites; which litter the coast here. `Look Dan, let's give it a try, if the weather is nice, we can get in some nice walks, we don't have to speak to anyone else; if they are all dead common; as you put it. Oh, and there is a club house, with entertainment; live shows and they do food, go on please give it a try?' `Well, nobody, absolutely no one knows where we are going, understand? I nodded, at last a holiday. So, there we were, a month later, driving through the roads of Norfolk, to one of its static caravan holiday camps by the sea. I was getting just a bit irritated by Dan, he couldn't be making it more obvious that this was the last place he wanted to be, unfortunately the roads of Norfolk were not helping, nothing but `B' roads and roundabouts with five plus exits; a driving nightmare. I sat looking at Dan chuntering, he was the love of my life, his turquoise blue eyes, flashed in the approaching car headlights; the journey was taking way longer than we had imagined it would. He sat, all six feet of him, muscled and slim, his short black hair, clippered tight to his head, currently he was sporting designer stubble. He was wearing a grey T shirt and matching grey brushed cotton shorts which came to just above his knee. His tight T shirt hid his hairy chest, he always kept clippered to about one centimetre in length all over, especially just for me; I loved to feel it bristling against me. He kept his thick black treasure trail and naturally bushy pubes trimmed too, these led the way to his lovely thick eight-inch uncut cock with its big flared exposed bellend, currently nestling over his two hens' egg sized balls. His hairiness continued under his shorts and then down his muscled thighs and calves right to his ankles vanishing as it disappeared into his white trainer socks and grey trainers. I rested my hand on his knee giving it a little squeeze, as he glanced at me, I blew him a kiss, he smiled momentarily. `At bloody last' He grunted as the car headlights illuminated a large painted sign "Welcome to Sandy Bay Holiday Park". He turned the car in through the entrance gate and we followed the road to the bottom of s hill pulling up in front of a brick built complex, with the words "check in" on the wall. I glanced at my watch; nine pm. I hopped out and clutching my papers went inside, the very efficient lady on the counter, checked all the details and then fetched our key and a map of the camp, thanking her I returned to the vehicle. Moments later we pulled up outside our home for the next week. It was basic, but comfortable; a large open seating area with a TV and DVD player, open planned kitchen joining it and then down one end two doors off a short corridor, one leading to the toilet and shower and the other to the bedroom area which held a reasonably sized double bed. We dumped our bags into the bedroom and turned up the heating. `I need a drink' Dan said, `Come on, let's check out the `Club House at least we can have a laugh at all the `pond life' as they get drunk. We followed the camp map, following the winding foot path, and after five minutes saw the tasteful neon sign above a large single story wooden clad building, eighties music drifting on the night air to meet us; even my heart sank, and the look from Dan was a killer. We went inside, still in the clothing we had travelled in; Dan thought we would be over dressed as we were, I just smiled and went with the flow. The place was surprisingly busy; I suppose it was a Friday night, getting a couple of drinks from the bar we looked round for somewhere to sit, we found a table next to a group of lads; the only free table. We sat down and enjoying our pints and the music; none of that modern `slap me bitch up', `me is a gangster' crap, but good old-fashioned seventies and eighties banging tunes; even Dan seemed to be enjoying it. A couple of times, I thought I noticed two of the guys at the other table looking our way, nudging each other; Oh, I hoped we weren't going to have any grief. Our first pint went down remarkably easily, so Dan said he would get us another drink, I asked for a white wine this time, he left our table and I glanced around, there, they did it again, two of the guys at the next table nudging each other and watching Dan, his grey shorts gripping his bubble butt as he walked over towards the bar. They waited till he was at the bar, before shuffling along towards me, `Hi, having a good time? `Hi, yeah not bad thanks, you enjoying it? They both, nodded `There are seven of us here for a `girls' weekend it's Dexy's birthday today he is sweet sixteen he is up dancing with the others' It was a usual "twink" sentence, no punctuation no pause for breath. `Oh' The blond continued: `I am Lucas and this is Ashley' Ashley was a ginger; I only mention it because I love Gingers. `Who are you with? The blond asked again His friend, the fresh-faced ginger youth; Ashley, nudged him and looked straight at me. `He wants to know if he is taken or available? They both began giggling and nudging each other; oh God, save us from airhead twinks. `We are all either seventeen or eighteen apart from Dexy, how old is your friend? `Oh Dan, he is Twenty-six' I had answered, before I thought, They both smiled and nodded, Dan walked back with my wine and another pint and a whisky chaser for himself, the two guys shuffled up next to me forcing him to squeeze in next to Lucas; the blond guy. `We have company I see', Dan said smiling broadly. I introduced the two guys, I watched somewhat amazed as Dan began chatting to the two younger guys; he usually couldn't stand twinks. They soon found out he was a personal trainer; I sat open mouthed as they felt his biceps and ran their hands up his hairy thighs, fingers going just a bit far under the hem of his shorts for my liking. Their five friends came off the dance floor and pulled chairs over to our table, the table was shuffled over, removing my view of Dan's thighs and shorts; that can't have been planned, no I must be imagining it. `So, who is Dexy? The birthday boy' Dan asked. A very young-looking blond guy gave an enthusiastic wave of his wrist, giggling; another effeminate twink, God spare us. With no prompting, another one of their group disappeared to the bar and brought back several bottles of alcopops and what looked like a large whisky and another white wine for me, it was turning into a really nice evening; not that I was speaking to Dan, he was being monopolised at the far end of the table. I kept thinking that the boys round Dan seemed to be unaware of the concept of personal space; a couple of times I thought he had jumped, but why I had no idea, I couldn't see anything of him below the waist. As the clock ticked towards twelve, the crowd thinned, we were all pretty chilled by now, especially Dan. The bell rang for last orders, Dan leapt up; Christ, he was bulging noticeably to the front, the outline of his bellend clearly visible. `My round, same again?' Everyone nodded although their eyes weren't on his but on the bulge in his shorts, he swayed to the bar. While he stood chatting to the Barman, the blond; Lucas, leaned over to me. `Do you two want to come back to our caravan? Continue the party? We have plenty of booze' `Oh, I am not sure, I will ask Dan when he gets back' `I won't be a minute but I have to go to the loo'. I said squeezing out past them and heading for the gents, I was just washing my hands when the ginger; Ashley, came in. `Dan seems up for continuing the party, if you are? I nodded, he then looked at me again, more closely `Do you mind, if we try to get into his pants? I laughed, what a cheek, no one had ever asked that before, I smiled; knowing there was no way Dan would let that happen. `You can try but I doubt he will be successful; Dan is always going on about how stupid guys are who end up in compromising situations through drink' `So, you do not mind if we try it for Dexy? It is his birthday after all' I laughed again. `No, go for it' I smiled to myself and finished drying my hands. Back at the table, the next round of lime-coloured Alcopops was finished off and what looked like another large whisky; I seemed to have been missed out of this round as everyone got up, Dan swayed over. `IzIt okay if we go back with the lads and continue the party? Dan looked at me, his turquoise eyes sparkling, was his voice a tag slurred? `Yeah, if you want too, if you're sure you haven't had enough already' `No, I am fine, why don't we go, could be a laugh' He leaned closer to me `And free booze' He gave a little laugh. The Barman wished us all goodnight, asking us not to be too noisy going back to our caravans, Lucas, Ashley and Dexy walked with Dan, all linking arms; I could hear the twinks giggling about how firm his muscles felt; more giggles and going on about how big and hairy he was. The others seemed to be doing their best to walk slowly with me, creating a bigger and bigger gap between the two groups. Rob, one of the four walking with me, looked at me and asked again `Do you mind if we all have a try at Dan? He is so horny' I laughed again `Hey what about me? He looked momentarily flustered `Oh, you are too, ...so is it okay?' `I have already been asked; but I don't mind as long as you can all take rejection' I patted him on the back. `Cool' He said, taking that as my approval, he ran on and joined up with the group with Dan. We were only a few minutes behind the first group entering the caravan; but the music was already on and drinks being poured. `Oh, shoes and socks off, no mess or fluff on the carpets' One of them squealed, as we went inside, I noticed Dan was barefooted already. I was kind of hustled away from Dan to the bench couch, one guy either side of me, talking incessantly. Dan was dad dancing to the music with his new five amigos in a group round him. I watched as yet more drinks were being prepared in the kitchen area, convinced I saw one of them empty a small brown bottle into one of the glasses, I went over. `Hey what was in the bottle? What did you put in the drink? The guy looked surprised at my questions `Nothing, I am just poring some shots, I have a bottle of poppers here' The guy waved a little brown bottle at me `But I haven't put anything into any drinks, check them, sniff' He said offering me the open poppers bottle `Err no thanks, sorry' I turned back to the couch `Hang on, you have forgotten your Vodka shot' He handed me one of the brimming shot glasses, `Well knock it back then' Embarrassed at causing a fuss, I did as he said, handing back the empty glass, I returned to the couch watching as another drink was pushed into Dan's hand by Ashley, I could hear him telling him to throw it back, which is what he did. I sat a bit amazed; I hadn't seen Dan drink as much as this for ages, nor had I for that matter, the alcohol had relaxed my own inhibitions and chilled I went with the flow. I would be able to wind him up about this in the morning. A few more songs followed; Dan and the five guys; all barefooted, continued their bizarre foot shuffle to the music; It was obvious which feet belonged to Dan; he had large manly feet, unlike their smaller softer looking ones. There was lots of giggling from them; well, the youngsters dancing: the guys next to me, never stopped talking about shit; why are twinks so boring. I kept thinking of Dan's favourite joke and punch line. "Why did god give twinks an arse hole? So, they wouldn't be completely irritating" I chuckled to myself. The Music stopped and then Lucas announced to the room that he had a record, specially picked for Dan. With that, the 1987 hit by Man 2 Man, "Male Stripper" started up, Dan was eased into the centre of the five lads, they were now all hollering and laughing, shouting `Off, off,' off'. I was relieved to see Dan; hadn't started to remove his clothes, in fact he was laughing and shaking his head. I watched as Lucas joined him in the centre of the group and began gyrating in front of him. Dan's movements were beginning to match Lucas's. Lucas was all over the floor around Dan, I watched him move in close behind Dan and gently grip the bottom of his grey T shirt, he began to seesaw it, lifting it an inch at a time, slowly but persistently sliding it up over Dan's Abs and on up to his chest, a few of the guys were nudging each other as Lucas, kept Dan facing away from me as the T shirt came off, he tossed it to Dexy and Ashley who both sniffed it deeply and passed it to another one of the guys, Lucas then pulled off his own shirt, revealing his smooth naked torso. Christ; was this record on a loop, it was still playing; pumping out its seductive hypnotic beat. `Baby Oil' Lucas shouted out over the music, Dexy, rushed into the bedroom and came back with a bottle and handed it to Lucas. He flipped the cap open and held it high. `I just have to see this chest oiled' Lucas giggled as he began to dribble oil on to Dan's chest and rub it in with his free hand, he handed the bottle back to Dexy. Lucas moved closer in front of Dan; his hands both working the oil into Dan's pecs; he leant forward and put his arms round Dan's neck and kissed him; I was a bit shocked to see Dan returned the kiss. I was about to get up when one of the guys next to me asked yet another inane question. I glanced back, Lucas' hands were continuing to explore Dan's clippered chest hair, his fingers toying with Dan's nipples as they worked their way down to the waist band of his shorts, He stopped at Dan's treasure trail. `More oil' `Hey don't get it on his shorts' Dexy said, stepping forward, Lucas nodded and winked. With his fingers gripping the material of the waistband Lucas swayed to the music holding onto Dan's hips, and gently easing the shorts down, giving a brief flash of a white waist band. I heard Dan laughing `Oh no, hang on' He half-heartedly pulled the shorts backup, glanced round at me and gave me a stupid drunken grin; he was definitely pissed. I just gave him a wry smile; he shrugged his shoulders and turned away, back to the guys. With the music still pumping, Lucas worked his way slowly round so he was behind Dan, his hands guiding his hips to start; keeping him facing away from me. He reached round and placed his hands on to Dan's chest once more and worked them slowly up and down; to cheers from the guys, smearing the oil ever lower, until his hands were down to the waist band of the shorts once more; holding his hips, he eased Dan back closer to him; gyrating and grinding himself against Dan's pert buns in time to the music. With Dan's butt now controlled by Lucas; once again, Lucas began to ease the shorts down, stopping them low on Dan's hips and revealing Dan was wearing a white jockstrap. He leaned in and whispered something in Dan's ear; Dan giggled; he never giggled, what was that about? Lucas slid his hands down on to Dan's now bare hairy arse cheeks and slipped the shorts under them; fully revealing the straps of Dan's jock. Then with his guiding hands-on Dan's bare arse cheeks he kept him turned away from me; but from the faces of his friends, it was obvious he was showing them all Dan's thick black treasure trail, trimmed pubes and from what I gathered, from their faces, what was a rather impressive bulge. Lucas although still behind him nibbled Dan's ear, his mouth moving to Dan's whose head had turned to meet it. With Dan now snogging him over his shoulder, Lucas slowly turned Dan round to face me and the two guys next to me. One of them couldn't believe it, blurting out `Christ look at the size of his bellend' He was right, you could see it clearly through the tight fabric of his jockstrap; although he wasn't cut, Dan's cock head was the size of a satsuma and when he became hard the skin peeled back revealing the fat head sat atop his thick shaft; I loved it, always had. Lucas winked and turned Dan away again; giving us another view of his firm hairy arse cheeks; Lucas, then moved back in front of him; another drink was pushed into Dan's hand and then another into his other empty hand, he turned and smiled glacie eyed at me again, showing me the two glasses of booze; he mouthed "I think, I am pissed"; he giggled, before turning back to face Lucas. Dan held the two glasses out in front of him and carried on grinding his bare arse cheeks to the music; God, he must realise his arse was exposed? Lucas caught my eye; he seemed to be challenging me or was it gloating in his achievements so far; he winked and then his fingers hooked back into Dan's waistband and pushed down the shorts revealing completely his hairy bare arse, his butt cheeks highlighted by his white jockstrap and the enormous bulge sticking out the front to his mates; complete with a spreading damp patch. They all cheered, as the shorts fell down his hairy legs to his bare feet; Dan glanced at me showing me both glasses and shrugged his shoulders once more, he stepped out of his shorts; which Dexy grabbed and threw to the side. Dan was turned away once more, by a smiling Lucas. I watched disbelieving what I was seeing, the two guys who had been sitting with me were now up in the centre of the floor joining the others surrounding Dan. I sat feeling a bit out of it, I was more pissed than I thought, I couldn't move, I could only watch. These guys were experts, they kept Dan's hands holding glasses, as they all began to reach out and stroke his oily chest and arse. Lucas was obviously the ring leader, he whispered to Dexy who, moved closer to Dan and slid one of his hands down his chest, the other was still holding the baby oil, his hands stopped at the waist band of Dan's Jockstrap. Lucas pulled it open and Dexy poured oil down the front. Lucas let go of the material and as the music changed Divines "You think you're a man" he shouted `Happy Birthday Dexy, come and get your present' The guys cheered and Dexy slipped his hands down into the pouch of Dan's jock, obviously, grabbing his oily cock and balls. Dexy gave a big cheesy grin to his friends as he slipped out a wet finger and held it up `Precum' He announced as he licked the glistening man juice off his finger; before returning his hand back into the pouch to join the other; both hands now full of Dan's cock and balls; Dan's jock, now became see through as the oil soaking in to the thin material, made it translucent. Two of the others took the glasses from Dan's hands, placing them on the work surface they took hold of his hands again and slowly manoeuvred them up to the back of his head, I watched Dan's fingers interlock; he looked glassy eyed, as he mimicked what Lucas was doing and began grinding himself to the music, thrusting out the see-through jockstrap with Dexy's hands still down the front of it. I don't know what the signal was, but Dexy slipped his hands out, gripped the waist band of the jockstrap and pulled it down, Dan's cock sprang out, and bounced up and down, his shaft now fully hard and glistening from the oil Dexy had obviously been massaging into it; The guys cheered and each reached for a feel. As Lucas looked back at me, Dexy dropped to his knees, he gripped Dan's swollen shaft and kissed up from his balls to the wet throbbing bellend; he hesitated, Lucas gave a last glance at me, then nodded down at Dexy. He flexed his fingers and stretched back the skin taut; causing another drop of precum to ooze out of Dan's cock lips, Dexy hovered and then his tongue flicked it into his mouth. ******************* Guy's well do you want to know more about the holiday? Let me know. I'll keep posting this and maybe new stories if I feel you guys are enjoying them. There's nothing more rewarding than knowing that my stories are making other guys cum. 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