Date: Thu, 29 Sep 2011 09:39:22 -0700 (PDT) From: Jarbear Jarbear Subject: Gay Campground 63 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 recomment you ask for an updated outline as I add to it after every chapter. The next biker stepped out and as we walked towards the crates, I spoke first, "Back here for a good fuck, huh?" "Yep," was all he said. So I crawled up on the crates on my hands and knees, stuck my ass out to him and unzipped the ass zipper. "Go to it, then." And he did. Again I was surprised. I thought there would be variety like the others, but not this one. He pulled out his cock, gave it a few strokes to get it hard, then slid it in. It seemed that he was a very "get down to business" type of guy. When his cock slid in, it really didn't bother me because I had been fucked so many times that evening, my asshole was practically gaping open. As he was fucking along, he finally spoke up, "I feel my buds' cumloads in there. I'm not sure I like the feeling of my cock sloshing around in someone else's cum." "I don't know what to tell you. But no matter when you fuck me, there'll probably always be a load or two in me because it seems like I'm always getting fucked one way or another." "Doesn't that bother you?" he asked while continuing to fuck me. I wasn't use to having a normal conversation while being fucked. Is this a new social norm or something? Oh well, might as well go along with the flow. "No it doesn't," I answered, "I'm gay and I'm very sexual. I guess I'm addicted to sex and will have it any way I can get it." "How did the other guys perform that you already had today?" "I don't think it's my place to tell. You'll have to ask them. I would refuse to say anything about your performance if anyone asked me about yours. It's this thing we gays have. We don't reveal anything about anyone else. You have to find out for yourself. It's a trust factor we have for each other." "Oh, I see," he said, "You won't tell anyone about me then." "That's right. The only way they find out about you is if, for example, you meet at my campground; or if you meet in a gay bar or a gay cruising area. I am trusted and I plan to keep it that way. I would never report my activities to anyone else that would get my partners in trouble." "So, no matter what I tell you about myself, you wouldn't tell anyone else." "It's nobody else's business but yours and mine. That's why my campground does so well. It's nobody's business out here as to what happens in there." "What happens if anyone sneeks in to attempt to blackmail someone?" "I'm not afraid of who I am. So if I found out someone was attempting that to any of my campers, I would threaten them with blackmail in return." "So it seems like you've got it all figured out," he said as he continued to fuck me. "I don't know. I do the best I can. I try to run an honest business and be good to everyone. If I can do that, then I'm satisfied. By the way, what is it you want to tell me about yourself?" "I'm not sure I want to tell you yet," he said as he began panting and thrusting his cock into me harder. I tightened my ass muscles around his shaft as it continued to work like a piston in me. Sure enough, he shot and added his cum to the loads that were already in me. When he finally got his wind and relaxed, he pulled out of me. He stuffed his cock back in his pants, snapped, zipped up and buckled up. As he began to walk away, I called out, "By the way, there's going to be a biker's weekend at my campground in a couple of weeks. I just thought I'd let you know if you're interested." "Is it all gay guys there?" "What do you think? Interested?" He didn't answer but knocked on the door and entered when Jack opened it. Jack looked at me for a sign I just shrugged my shoulders. The next biker that walked out the door was excited. He looked back to make sure the door was shut. As we walked to the crates where all the action had been happening, he was stripping on the way. With his excitement as well as stripping, he certainly got my attention. "I've been looking forward to a fucking opportunity like this," he said, "With no one looking, I can do what I want. No one's gonna find out, right? Hey guy, you gonna strip down with me?" Kind of taken aback by his excitement and automatic stripping, I responded, "Well, I guess I could." He was already naked by the time I had just gotten started. He stood there stroking his cock watching me until I was naked in front of him. After a pause, I said, "Well, what now?" "What happens here is between us, is that right?" "You're right. I don't sex and tell." "Well, I've been with some guys. I've had my share of cock suckin and ass fuckin as well as getting fucked. I really like it." "Ok, so now I know about you. Big deal. I won't tell. So -- what are you getting at?" "Well, I've had this fantasy, but I guess it won't happen this time." "What's that?" I asked, feeling kind of uneasy; us two standing there naked just talking. "Never had a chance having sex with a bunch of guys. Um, what do you call it? Orgies?" "I guess we all call it that," I answered. This biker was a little different in attitude from the other bikers. "I've read about it," he continued, "and seen some vids, but never experienced it. Always wished I did. It looks like a lotta fun." "If I made that happen now, would you be willing? I know of a couple of guys who might be willing to join us. You probably know who they are. I know they're gay -- it's just if they're willing for me to expose them to you -- and expose you to them. If you trust me, would you be willing? We can have an orgy right here, right now. What do you think?" He paused for a moment, then said, "Sure. I want it. I want it now. I want it right here." "Ok. You have to trust me for now. I'll have to blindfold you, but only for a little bit. If they don't want to join in, I don't want you to know who they are." I picked up his shirt, blindfolded him with it, led him to the far corner of the lot and had him stand there facing away from the dumpster. I then walked back to the dumpster and went behind it where Trey and Joe were hiding. They were siting on boxes, waiting for their cue. They were surprised to see me -- especially naked -- and they stood up. I spoke softly, "Did you see this last guy that came out to join me?" "Yeah, we know him," said Joe, "He's Andy. Great guy. What's up?" "He told me he was gay and he has a request. He want's an orgy. He's willing for me to expose him to you. But I have him blindfolded so that you aren't exposed to him unless you want him to know. You guys want to join Andy and me for a quick four-way?" Trey looked at Joe, "I'm willing if you are. Andy admits he's gay and he wants to know us." "Sounds great to me," Joe responded, "Let's go and have fun!" They followed me from behind the dumpster and over to the crates. We quietly stripped, then made our way towards Andy. We first surrounded him, then began feeling his body. We kept him blindfolded as we began the orgy he had fantasized about. Trey got on his knees behind Andy, and with his hands, gently parted his ass cheeks. He pushed his face in and began his rim job. Joe got on his knees in front of Andy, took hold of his cock, gave it a few strokes, then quickly engulfed it in his mouth to the base. I straddled Joe, being in front, facing Andy. I took his head in my hands and gently pulled his face towards me. I began with a light kiss, then gave a longer one. Then I gave a deeper one, slipping my tongue into his mouth. We then did a delightful tongue dance as our lips massaged each other. As we did, Andy reached up to me and took my face in his hands. Though he didn't know who he was kissing, he was passionate in his response. When we felt we had sufficient time working on him, Trey and Joe stood up in front of Andy. I then slowly removed the blindfold. Andy blinked a couple of times, adjusting to the light, looked at me, and then at Trey and Joe. He let out a big smile and said, "I was hoping you guys were gay. Some were suspicious, but didn't know for sure." Andy looked at me and at the same time, reached out and stroked my cock. He bent over in front of me and began sucking. I pulled out my poppers, took some huffs and then passed it around to Trey and Joe who helped themselves to it. I pulled Andy back up to standing position, held the bottle under each nostril as he breathed in deep each time. I led him to the crate pile and Andy and I bent over a couple of crates facing each other. Trey stood behind Andy and Joe stood behind me. As Andy and I helped ourselves to more poppers, our asses were filled with their cocks that were straining to release their loads. Trey and Joe had been watching the sex I was having with the bikers and had gotten so filled with sexual intensity, that it was all they could do to keep from jumping out and joining in the activity. Of course they were willing to join in on this four-way orgy. As our asses were being pummeled, Andy and I kissed each other some more. Then as we continued facing each other, I asked Andy with a smile, "Well, what do you think of this four-way?" "It's great! I didn't know that I could enjo an orgy like this! It makes me want to have more and bigger groups." "Well, you can get them at the campground. In a few weeks we'll be having a gay biker weekend and I know you'll have a great time there." "Just let me enjoy this fuck for now," said Andy. And then he closed his eyes and groaned with satisfaction. "I didn't know this fuckin around with other buds could be so much fun!" I stood up and Joe pulled out of me. Stroking my cock, I turned to Joe and said, "I think we need to have Andy experience a gangbang." "Good idea," replied Joe. So we walked around and joined Trey behind Andy. When we got our cocks hard again, Trey stepped back and let Joe step up. Joe's cock slid in easily because Trey's cock had lubed Andy's ass well with precum and the poppers really loosened up his ass. Joe rode him a while, then stepped back and let me step up so that I could have a good fuck with him. Trey and Joe were standing there watching me and as the reader knows, I enjoy being watched. As a result the cum began churning in my balls and before I knew it, I was shooting a load up Andy's ass. As soon as I got my wind back, I pulled out, stepped back and let Trey step back up. Trey was ready to go and immediately began pounding Andy's ass hard with his fucking. Quickly, Trey let out a gasp and gave a final shove of his cock all the way up Andy. I knew then Trey was spraying Andy's insides with his cum. Then poor Joe -- after all that was happening, he barely got his cock up Andy's ass when he shot. When he pulled out, I immediately got on my knees at Andy's ass and sucked out all the cum I could get, filling my mouth. While on my knees, I had Andy turn around and I spit the cumloads all over Andy's cock until it was literally dripping the cum. I opened my mouth and swallowed Andy's cock -- cum and all. As I was giving Andy the best blowjob I could, Trey's and Joe's cum went down my throat as I sucked. As Andy was going wild with sexual ecstacy his cock popped its load down my throat. When it was all over, we sat on the crates for a moment, getting our thoughts together. Then Andy spoke up, "Well, Bob, how did you know about Trey and Joe and how did you find them so easy to join us? "I don't think it's my place to tell. I'm telling you like I'm telling everyone else: I don't give out private information about anyone. Privacy is important. If Trey and Joe want to tell you, that's their business. Andy turned and looked at them. Joe stammered, "Well, uh, we went to the campground a couple of times and met Bob there. Tonight, Bob met us before he entered the salloon. He knew where to find us." "Well, you guys weren't very far off. In fact, when I was waiting, I didn't hear the back door open and close." Trey spoke up, "We were in the leather store next door and Bob went through the back gate to the back door and got us there." "You tell me he trotted over there naked? I know he couldn't get dressed that fast." "The back side of the store is fenced in too. No one could notice Bob going over." "What did the leather shop owner do when he answered the door and saw Bob naked?" Andy asked. Even though I appreciated Trey and Joe lying while answering the questions, I decided to step in on this one and not get Jake in trouble. "Jake is the type of guy who doesn't ask questions," I said. "All kinds of people enter his shop and he accepts them as they are. Nothing surprises him." "And Jake knew we were in the store when he answered the knock on the back door," Joe interrupted, "He said, 'There's a naked guy at the back door who's asking for you guys. You better go see what he wants -- but don't let him in the store.' So we went to see him and here we are." "What's going on here?" I asked Andy, "Are you suspicious of us? If you are, I assure you we're not out to cause trouble for anyone. I run a clean, safe campground and what I do in public is a reflection of my business. I promise you, there's no problems here." "I understand," replied Andy. He thought for a moment, then said, "Now since I know about Trey and Joe, wouldn't it be neat to know if there were any other gay guys in the salloon?" Trey, Joe and I looked at each other. I spoke next, "Well, in a few weeks we will be having a gay bikers weekend. Come to the campground for the weekend and maybe you'll find out. I know you'll have a great time -- and you might be surprised." We then got dressed and as we walked away from the crates, Trey and Joe headed for the dumpster. Joe spoke up, "We'll see you later, Andy -- maybe at the campground. We're heading back to the leather store. Don't knock on the door 'til we're out of sight. Nobody else knows about us. We're keeping it a secret like you." When they were out of sight, Andy knocked on the door. Jack opened it to let him in. I gave the slight nod and then held up my hand indicating to Jack to wait. He closed the door and I walked back to the dumpster. Kevin and Joe were back in position, waiting for the next biker. "Well, what do you think so far?" I asked. "We're beginning to wonder if almost all the guys are gay," answered Trey, "Which is ok with us." "Yes, I'm surprised, too. When this is over, Jack is going to have to meet with us so we can discuss how to handle this. I want to make sure they understand that we're not out to cause trouble or blackmail them." Then I sighed, "Well, ready for the next one?" "We're ready," replied, Joe, "Are YOU ready?" "As I'll ever be." and I headed for the door and knocked on it. Jack opened the door and let the next biker out.