Date: Thu, 24 Jan 2013 18:39:07 -0800 (PST)
From: Jarbear Jarbear <jarbear1974@yahoo.com>
Subject: Gay Campground - 86

Chapter 86

NOTE: If you would like an updated list of characters in all the chapters,
a map of my vision of the campground, and/or a listing of all the plots of
all the chapters. Just email me.  I do all this for myself to keep
everything sorted out.  Written by jarbear1974@yahoo.com

I immediately stepped up to the situation, "Hey guy, what seems to be the
problem?"

"I just did incest with my two sons," said the dad.

"Again, I ask, what seems to be the problem?"

"What I did to my two boys – it's wrong!"

"Okay – first of all, what's your name?"

"Scott."

"Scott, here, we don't judge as to what's right or wrong.  When we get
together here, we just have a good time.  What all happens here, stays
here.  I don't think your sons have any problem with this.  Do you boys?" I
asked turning to his sons.

They both smiled and shook their heads at me.

I continued, "If I get this right, you didn't do it to them.  They did it
to you.  As I recall back on the road when I first met you three, you had
accepted what your boys liked to do.  What are your boys' names?"

Pointing to one, Scott said, "This is Todd," then pointing to the other, he
continued, "This boy over here is Brent."

"It seems to me that Todd and Brent have no problem fucking and sucking
around with their dad."

"It's just not done!"

"What makes you so sure about that?" I asked as I began looking around for
my father.  I then caught sight of him right at the edge of the stage.  He
had been watching what was going on.

I motioned him up on stage and then turned to Scott and his boys, "Guys
this here is Duane.  He is my real biological father.  I've only known him
a couple of days and we've already sucked and fucked around several times.
We've got no problem with that, do we Dad?"

"Not at all," Duane replied, "It's a privilege to bed down with my boy.  I
like shootin' my seed up my son's ass – the seed with the same DNA that
created him.  I like suckin' the cock of a boy that came from my loins.
There's something special about the whole situation.  Think about it for
yourself and your boys."

"I never thought about it like that," said Scott with a pondering look on
his face.

"Besides Dad," Todd spoke up, "Remember what Bob said, `What happens here,
stays here.'  Your ass sure tasted good when I tongue fucked ya and my cock
sure felt good slidin' in and out of your hole."

"He's right," spoke up Brent, "I like suckin your cock.  You were oozing a
little precum and I liked the taste.  Besides, it sure looked like you were
enjoying sucking our cocks and you sure did do a good rim job on Todd's
ass."

"Maybe you would feel a little more comfortable if you saw Dad and I go at
it here on stage," I said, "Did you mind doing on stage in front of the
guys?"

"No – in fact, I kinda liked it.  But at that moment, I didn't know it
was my two boys."

I stood behind Duane and pressed my body against his back side.  I reached
around with both hands and groped his crotch.  He was still wearing the new
leather bikini with the string ties as well as my leather vest.  I kissed
Dad on the side of his neck, then spoke to Scott and his boys, "Guys, just
watch Dad and I.  Then when you feel comfortable, resume what you were
doing.  I think everyone around here enjoys watching a real life father and
his two sons have sex."  Then I called out to the crowd, "Isn't that right
guys?"  The crowd cheered.

I resumed kissing my dad as I reached down to both sides of his hips and
pulled the string ties.  His bikini loosened.  Dad wiggled his hips just
enough for the bikini to drop to the floor leaving Dad just standing there
with only a leather vest on.  I immediately dropped to my knees, parted
Dad's ass cheeks and pushed my face in.

As I eagerly, but gently tongue fucked my dad, I felt that special thrill
knowing that I was doing my real, biological father – in front of a
crowd that approved and enjoyed watching what I was doing.  I didn't know
what Scott and his boys were doing at that moment.  Again, I didn't care.
I was with my dad, having fun and that was all that mattered.

Then Duane turned around and squatted down in front of me.  He looked deep
into my eyes and said, "Son, I love you so much – not only because we
enjoy sex with each other – but that you are really my son and I know
that I can really be myself with you and you with me.  Our relationship is
so special."

"I love you too, Dad," I replied, "and after this short time we've been
together, I'll always love you.  There's something I want from you right
now, Dad"

"What's that, my son?  Anything!"

"I'm going to lay back right here.  I want you over me.  I want you to
slide that beautiful hard cock of yours down my throat.  I want you to fuck
my mouth in front of all these guys to show them what a special father-son
relationship we have."

"It would be a privilege," Dad said with a smile.  I laid on my back and
Dad move up over me, licking and kissing all over my body all the way up.

When his cock was over my face, Dad began stroking it.  As he did, he faced
the crowd and said out loud with a strong voice, "Guys, this is what my boy
wanted – for me to fuck his face in front of you guys – so you guys
can watch."  The crowd cheered.

Then a voice called out from the crowd, "Go to it, Dad, fuck that son of
yours.  I wish I had a dad to fuck around with!"  Several "Me too's" were
shouted out, then.

Dad smiled down at me.  As I looked up at him, I opened my mouth wide for
him to lower his cock and slide it in.  I had that feeling of exuberance as
my dad was fucking the mouth of his son in front of a crowd.

As I was sucking Dad, I then heard Scott called out, "Well damn!  If that
son and his father can do that in front of a crowd without feeling guilty,
then so can I!  Come here boys, let's show these guys how a dad and his two
sons do a three-way!"  The crowd cheered again.

I couldn't turn my head to see what was going on, but Dad was talking to me
softly.  "Son you have set yourself up a place here where there's nothing
that a guy can do to offend another.  I am so fucking proud of you.  I am
proud to give you my man seed.  Take it now and swallow it.  Know that I'm
going to become more a part of you now than ever before."  He then pushed
his cock all the way down my throat and I felt his cum pouring out of his
cock.

When he was done and pulled out, I smiled at him and simply said, "Dad, I
want you to take my seed up your ass.  Ride me, please, in front of all
these guys."

Dad didn't say anything, but moved back far enough to lower his ass down on
my cock.  Then slowly and sensuously, his ass began sliding up and down my
hard shaft.  Man!  Public fucking – I love it!

I had a chance to turn my head to see what Scott and his two boys, Todd and
Brent, were doing.  Scott was lying on his back with his feet up in the
air.  Todd was pummeling him in the ass with his cock while Brent was
hovering over Scott's head, face fucking him.  Scott's hands were clasped
together behind his head as if he was totally enjoying what was happening
to him.

I handed Dad my popper bottle.  He thanked me as he took it.  After
uncapping it and taking several good huffs, he handed it over to Brent who
took his share of huffing.  He pulled his cock out of his dad's mouth and
stuck the bottle under each of Scott's nostrils while big huffs were taken.
When that was done, Brent handed the bottle behind him to Todd who also
huffed.

At this time, all five of us were beginning to go into a sexual frenzy.  As
the fucking was picking up pace, I got the sense that we all were about to
shoot our loads at the same time.  It didn't quite work out that way, but
it was close enough.

Todd shot first up his father's ass and then I couldn't hold back any
longer.  I shot a good load up my father's ass.  As we were getting our
winds back, Brent was pounding his cock hard into his dad's mouth.
Finally, Brent let out a yell and then I heard Scott gurgle as Brent's cock
was emptying itself into him.

As we laid there getting our wind and senses back, I looked out over the
crowd.  At this point, I noticed that our performance had been pretty much
ignored because everyone was involved in their own sex orgy.  I then got an
idea.

"Dad," I asked, "Let's go over and get our picture taken.  I want a picture
of us to hang in my office and one for you to take home to show your
partner, Albert."

"Sounds good!" said Duane, standing up, "I'm looking forward to you coming
up to where I live and meeting him."

He picked up his bikini and we meandered through the crowd towards the
camera and stage.  They had just completed a photo op when we arrived.  So
we got right up on the stage.  Camera lights were glaring at us.

As Rick was adjusting his camera for our photo shoot, Trevor spoke up,
"Bob, I can't believe how well this biker weekend is going here.  I haven't
been to a place that is so open to anything and everything going as this
place.  Everyone is so comfortable with each other.  I can see you're going
to have to expand this place or else you're gong to be always full and turn
others away.  Then someone else will start up a campground in competition."

"Doesn't bother me," I replied, "There's enough gay guys out there to keep
both of us busy."

"Well," said Trevor, resuming back to business, "how do you want your
pictures taken?"

"I don't know," I said hesitatingly, turning to my dad, "What do you want?"

"Well," said Dad as he began putting his leather bikini back one, "I do
want a standing shot of us together in each other's arms.  As we do that,
then maybe we'll have some ideas for some other shots."

"Sounds good," said Trevor as he removed the chair from the stage, leaving
it bare.

Dad and I smiled at each other as we embraced.  We pulled out bodies tight
against each other.  I could feel the mound pouch of his leather bikini
press against my cock.  We both looked sideways toward the camera.

"Great!  Hold it right there!"  There was a flash.  "Now, what's next?"

"How about Dad sitting in the chair, facing the camera and I sit on his lap
facing the camera too.  We'll spread our legs apart, clearly showing that
Dad's cock is up my ass.  We both look at the camera and smile."

Dad responded, "Sounds good, but there's only one problem."

"What's that?"

"Only a few moments ago I shot my load in you.  I don't know if I can get
my cock to rise to the occasion this soon."

"Well, let me see if I can help you on that one," I said as I got down on
my knees between his legs.  I opened my trusty bottle of poppers, took a
couple of huffs and handed it to Dad.  As he began taking some huffs I
untied his leather bikini again and began orally working on his cock.  I
picked up each of his legs and draped them on my shoulders.  This gave the
impression that while he was seated, he was fucking my mouth.

Then I heard the click of the camera and a flash of light.  "I shouldn't
have to pay for that pic," I thought to myself as I deep throated Dad's
cock.  I heard Dad let out a sigh of satisfaction as I felt his cock begin
to grow and harden in my mouth.  I knew that with my expert cocksucking
abilities that I would get a rise out of him!

When it was hard, I stood up and turned around with my back to Dad.  I then
straddled his lap and lowered my ass down over his cock.  Being fucked only
a few moments ago, my asshole was still loose enough to take Dad's rod.  I
lowered myself all the way down and then faced the camera and smiled.

"Not gonna work," said Trevor.  "You're so far down that we can't see that
your dad's cock is up your ass.  Pull up a little – that's it – stop
right there!  Now Duane, wrap your arms around your son's waist.  Now both
of you look at the camera and smile."  Flash!  "Great! Any other pics?"

"Yeah," said Dad, "I want one of Bob rimming out my ass while I'm sucking
his cock.  I know it has to be a side shot."

So we got into position.  I laid down on my back sideways in front of the
camera.  Dad stood over me and then squatted.  Then he lowered his ass more
until it was on my face.  He then bent over towards my cock and slid his
moist lips down over my shaft.  I began tongue fucking that wonderful
asshole of his again as he began bobbing his head up and down over my cock.
Flash!  We continued enjoying each other, now ignoring the camera.  There
was another flash.  We kept on.

"Guys," Trevor called out with hesitation, "I think we're done now.  I'm
done with my shots of you.  Take your sex elsewhere!"  Then with a laugh,
"You're taking up my business time!  Get outta here!"

Duane reluctantly stood up as we both laughed at Trevor.  Duane picked up
his bikini (again!) and we both got off the stage.  Rick then approached
us, "Those will be hot pics.  They will be mailed to each of you.  Mind if
we use the first one in our magazine article about your biker's weekend?"

Dad and I looked at each other, "Sure!  Fine with us!"

I turned to Dad and said, "Dad, I'm going to walk around and see how
everyone is doing and make sure everything is going okay.  Enjoy the rest
of the evening and I'll see ya later."

"Fine with me, son," said Dad.  He kissed me and we went in opposite
directions.  I didn't have any definite direction in mind, so I just
wandered around.  The place was still crowded and sex was freely happening
everywhere.  I seemed that everyone has lost their inhibitions.

As I was enjoying watching all the sex that was going on all around me, one
person caught my eye.  With the low lighting, all the movement going on,
and the position of the person, I couldn't get a good look at him.  So I
strolled over to get a better look.  This person was on his hands and knees
over another guy doing a 69.  There was another guy fucking his ass.  By
the movements of the fucking and the bobbing of his head, I could tell this
guy was really into what he was doing.  But I still wanted to get a look at
this guy.

I casually maneuvered around to the front of him and took a good look.  My
mouth fell open – I couldn't believe it!  It was Boss, the guy who fired
me from my previous job.  Anger immediately began building up in me.  I
didn't know what to do, but I wanted to do something.

Just then, I felt an arm around my waist.  "What's up, Boss?"  It was Brad.
He then saw the look on my face, "What's wrong?"

"See that guy there getting fucked?" I asked pointing to my former boss.
"He's the guy who fired me before I came here.  I want to get rid of that
guy – get him off my property and out of my sight!"

"Because he fired you?"

"Of course!  Because he fired me."

"Well, you can go ahead and do that," said Brad, "But I see the situation a
little differently."

"How's that?"

"Well, it may be a stroke of luck, but if he didn't fire you, you wouldn't
be here owning this campground and running such a great business.  You
wouldn't have gotten to know us and we wouldn't probably have such a great
boss.  You wouldn't be able to fuck around when you want...you want me to
go on?"

"I see what you're saying.  But that's not why he fired me.  All that I've
done for him and his company...and I was just a few minutes late from
lunch...he fired me!"

"You can also look at it this way: He's a paying customer.  With his
position in the company, he's got some influence and where he comes from, I
know that there will be guys coming here to get away and not be noticed
where they go."

"I guess you're right."

"Why hold this grudge on your shoulder all this time?  Isn't it time to let
bygones be bygones?  I suggest you make yourself known to him and get
things settled."

"Right here?  Right now?"

"Why not?  It may work out to your advantage."  Brad then moved behind me
and nudge his body against my back.  I felt his cock against my ass crack.
I pushed back against it and it began to rise and harden.

When Brad's cock became a hard shaft, I maneuvered my ass around until his
cockhead was touching my sphincter muscle.  I pushed and his cock slid into
me easily.  When you get fucked as much as I do, it takes very little for
your ass to adjust to a cock sliding in.

As Brad began to slowly fuck me, he nuzzled into my neck, kissed it, then
spoke gently into my ear, "I am so glad you're my boss.  I'm so glad you
got fired.  Because if you weren't, I wouldn't have been able to fuck a
good a boss as you.  You wouldn't have had the opportunity to have my cock
up your ass."  Then with clenched teeth, he said, "And you wouldn't carry
around my fucking cumload."  When he said that, he rammed his cock into me
one final time.  I felt his seed spew into me as he kissed me again on the
neck.

When he was done, he pulled out.  I turned around in amazement and said to
Brad, "That sure was short and sweet."

Brad smiled, "I just was in the mood to shoot my load in you when I saw
you.  Hope you don't mind."

"I NEVER mind!"

Brad laughed and patted my ass.  "Now what are you going to do about him?"
he asked, nodding toward my former boss.  He was still on his hands and
knees sucking cock and getting fucked by a camper.

I thought for a moment, then got down on my knees next to the camper who
was fucking him.  I made motion for him to move over which he did.  I
quickly took his place and slid my hard cock into this former boss.  Boss
grunted and wiggled his ass a little, letting me know to continue with my
fucking.

With my hands free to open my poppers and take some huffs, I continued
fucking his ass.  When the euphoria began taking over, I grabbed his hips
and began pounding into his ass hard.  I wanted to get rough with him –
to have him suffer a little for what he had done for me.

But it seemed like he only enjoyed it more.  He grunted louder, indicating
to me to keep at it.  I figured that what he should get is a thicker and
longer cock to shove up his ass.  As I continued fucking, I looked around.
Just a few feet over, I saw a black guy wearing a harness.  Even though his
cock was hanging limp, it hung almost all the way down to his knees.  And
it was thick!  I thought to myself, "This dude ought to give him some
pain!"

So motioned for the black guy to come over.  He nodded and knelt down next
to me so that I could speak into his ear.  "What do you want, Bob?"

"How do you know my name?"

"Who around here doesn't know you?  You set up this fantastic place where
we can get together and have fun and just be ourselves.  Name what you want
from me and you got it."

"I want you to fuck this guy and fuck him hard and fast.  He fired me from
my previous job and right now, he doesn't know I'm here and fucking him.
Will you do that for me?"

"You got it," he said as he immediately began stroking his cock.

I pulled my cock out and stepped aside, out of sight and let the black dude
take over.  He aimed his cock for the boss's asshole and just rammed it in
to the base.  Boss let out a loud yell and looked around to see who was
doing him.  He didn't see me but just saw the black guy.

"Shut up you bastard whore!  You got this cumming to you."  The black guy
said no more, but just continued to pound boss's ass.

When boss resumed his sucking the cock in front of him, I moved up close to
his head and made motion to the camper to move over.  I grabbed hold of
boss's head so he wouldn't look up and see me.  When I moved into place,
his mouth opened again and I shoved his head hard down on my cock.  He
gagged.

The black dude and I kept working on boss.  He fucked boss hard in the ass
and I fucked him hard in the mouth.  I was determined that we were going to
make him go home with lock jaw and a limp!