Date: Thu, 1 Aug 2019 23:16:21 +0000 (UTC) From: brad rent Subject: Wilson Goes to Camp Chapter 31 This is a fictional story of one man's entry into orbit about his penis. It's called "Wilson Goes to Camp and will probably end up at about 33 chapters or so, even though I've only written 31 so far (sorry, this number keeps changing—this story is sort of writing itself!) I cum multiple times while writing each chapter! The pages are probably still a little sticky--sorry. I invite feedback at brad_rent@yahoo.com. Please make a contribution to Nifty.org to make sure these and other stories keep being published—and I get to keep cumming! Chapter 31- Comparing Notes I said my final goodbyes to one very disappointed little family, then slipped out into the hall with my bag. There waiting in the darkened hallway- - it was now almost 10 o'clock- - stood FC, Tristan and Sid. All were dressed in camp t-shirts, shorts and sneakers. It dawned on me that I hadn't seen Tristan and FC with clothes on all week; I missed being able to ogle their awesome naked bodies. Sad face. Even though Sid and I took part in FC's interview over at his office the other day, I was having trouble remembering any details about his naked body. "I'm very sorry for the change of plans, Wilson," said FC, "but Massey notified me just a while ago- - evidently someone tipped him off- - that some inspectors are planning to visit the manor tonight or tomorrow morning... in either case, we can't have you campers up here. We've been careful to keep camp and the manor completely separate... it's bad enough that the prime minister's wife thinks her poor young son is being corrupted by other campers and counselors over at bate camp; we don't want her going into orbit thinking adults are also `abusing' him up here at the manor." Now addressing both Tristan and me, "Since I've already told your fathers that you'd be meeting them at my house in the morning, we might as well move you tonight and avoid any encounters with the inspectors. As if reading my mind about why Sid was there, FC added, "Young Sidney was visiting Massey's family tonight- - and I understand he had quite a memorable experience with the Ferguson twins! I'll leave that story for him; in the meantime, Sid doesn't have a `dad' coming this weekend, so I'll fulfill that role for him after we meet up with your dads tomorrow. We felt it prudent to move all three of you to my house before any inspectors arrive. FC said he needed to stop by his office for a moment; that we should remain in the car while he `popped in' to retrieve a thing or two and make one last phone call. Almost as soon as he shut his car door, Sid and Tristan started jabbering about their evening in the manor. "I got to fuck both of the twins!" announced Sid. "Did you know Massey had twin boys? "Uh, yeah," I mumbled, noncommittally. Yeah, I know those little juvenile delinquents pretty well- - they both shot sperm in my ass, I thought but didn't say out loud. "The other day I got to fuck Massey's daughter, Sara; tonight I got to fuck both of their little boys... absolutely awesome... but that's not all! I interrupted. "Where was Massey- - or his wife, for that matter- - while you were copulating with his children. "That's what I was going to tell you- - they were both fucking Tristan! Like crazy! Right across the room from me! I don't know where their daughter, Sara, was, but every time I looked over at the three of them, Tristan was ball deep in one or the other of the Massey parents... that's right, he even got to fuck Massey! Right in his ass! While the Mrs sucked his cock! One time both of them had a dick in one of her holes at the same time! A glance at Tristan and his satisfied smirk confirmed Sid's extraordinary story. Just then FC got back in the car with and threw a small briefcase on the floor in front of Tristan. "Shall we off? Shall we off what?, I thought... I'll never get these British-isms. Shortly, we arrived at FC's beautiful house. Lights were ablaze throughout and FC's wife greeted us at the door. "My dear, if you'll see that our guests are settled, I have one more errand to run," said FC as he backed out of the door and returned to his car, leaving us with his beautiful wife. She was dressed in a long skirt and frilly blouse- - her hard, protruding nipples clearly indicting she wore no bra. Her hair was pulled up in a small bun; a couple of curly locks hung down at the sides. The combination of her sensual dress, cheery smile and beautiful face had all three of us hardening up again. "Let's get you young men to your rooms... oh, where are my manners? Have you boys eaten? Are you hungry? I would love to have had a suckle on those awesome hard nipples just then, but otherwise I wasn't particularly hungry... I was, however, badly in need of sleep! The ride over in the dark car generated wave after wave of tiredness. Sid and Tristan also said they were ready for bed. I don't know about them, but I'd cum many times today and needed to build up my stamina for the dads tomorrow! After showing us to our rooms- - each sumptuously furnished with antiques, a fireplace and its own bathroom- - we were soon naked and asleep in huge canopied beds. Incredibly, I had a very erotic dream that night... I don't remember many details, but I do recall the `climax' vividly- - Inspector Bowen of Scotland Yard had his cock buried deep in my ass; he was standing with me impaled in front of him doggy-style. He was supporting me by my legs, widespread and bouncing up and down on his cock. His very thick penis plunged in and out of my clinging hole with absolutely no pain. I remember thinking I was in heaven! When he bellowed out that he was cumming, I looked down my own torso; somehow his dick had replaced mine. It was massive and shaking and lurching as sperm shot out the end with all the force I'd seen him muster when he came while frotting with Mr. Cooper downstairs. At the end of the dream, I actually ejaculated quite a bit of spooge in my sheets; the strong contractions of my wet dream woke me up. I rolled away from the wet, sticky mess to a dry spot and fell back asleep pondering what it all meant- - and how I possibly could have generated another load after producing a gallon of sperm earlier in the day. I woke with a start when Mrs. Cooper threw aside the heavy drapes, allowing the sun to pour in and fill my room. "Wake up, sleepy head... it's nearly 9; we're expecting your father to arrive before luncheon. "I'll go and awaken your companions now... you may shower and see to your toilet; breakfast will be at half nine. I think that meant 9:30; it would probably take me that long to get cleaned up and dressed as well. "You may come down naked or dressed; your choice... I'd expect even if you wear clothing, however, you'll be removing it once our company arrives. After all our guests get here, I'll be heading out to leave you men to your games... I know your camp adventure has ended a week earlier than you expected and today will be a special time for you all. The bathroom was huge and sported a large, footed tub as well as a large, two-person shower; not quite as big as the one FC, Inspector Bowen and I used in the Cooper's master suite just yesterday, but I started boning up thinking about the piss and frot session we had in their big one down the hall. I also noticed the familiar water bag, tube and ass fitting hanging by the toilet. I used it to clean myself out, then showered and headed downstairs. No matter how many times I stuck that enema thing up my butt, it caused an instant erection that stayed with me throughout my shower. To this day, my anus is connected to my penis- - any contact with the former makes the latter erect almost instantly. Anyway, Tristan and I arrived on the landing at the same time. Interestingly, we both decided to wear our t-shirts and gym shorts to breakfast, not knowing exactly who we'd encounter downstairs. As we entered the dining room, FC said, "Ah, there are our campers... I hope you slept well." He was standing by a sideboard filling a plate with eggs and bacon. I noticed that he'd also chosen his `uniform' of khaki shorts and tight-fitting polo that showed his exquisitely developed chest and arms to maximum advantage. "I haven't seen young Sidney yet; hopefully he'll join us shortly. "Yeah, I'd still be sleeping if your wife hadn't drawn the drapes in my room... I'm guessing that's how you woke up, too... eh, Tristan. "Yeah. I slept like I had died... I must have shot a quart of cum yesterday; I'm surprised I'm not sore! Cumming that much beats a sleeping pill any day! "I'll second that," said Sid, entering the dining room, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. He also sported the camp t-shirt and gym shorts. FC replied, "I think the three of you outdid yourselves at the manor, according to reports... Massey asked me to thank you, Tristan, and Sid especially for your efforts with the Ferguson family yesterday afternoon and evening. They hope that sometime in the future, one or both of you can return to the manor for more fun and games. He called just a little while ago to report that no inspectors had yet shown up, but we still feel it was prudent to bring you boys over here last night- - just in case. "And you, young Wilson... I had occasion to speak with Bruce and Emily as well... they wish me to express their gratitude for helping further the sexual education of young Aiden and little Beth as well. I blushed remembering the session with Elizabeth in the sharing room as well as the awesome fuck Aiden gave me and his dad up in their room... I also started to get hard again. "Aiden simply gushed," continued FC. "He could hardly contain himself describing your session with him and how your most considerate penetration caused him to ejaculate real semen for the first time. The whole family was pleased at the progress they made thanks to your tutelage. Noting Tristan and Sid's inquisitive looks, FC explained further. "You see, young Wilson here hooked up with a young family over at the manor last evening... the mother and father had asked me to recommend someone that could assist them in educating their pre-adolescent son and young teenage daughter in their next phase of sexual advancement. I understand Wilson helped them make great strides... maybe he'll tell us more over breakfast. After I got over my embarrassment, it dawned on me that FC must have gone back to their room after dropping us off at his house last night. How else could he have learned all this information so soon. "Did you talk with them last night? After delivering us here I mean? "Actually, yes," he replied. "When I stopped at my office after picking you boys up, I made one last call to Massey; I reported that I'd successfully extracted you three campers; he thought it prudent to check in with Bruce and Emily- - the parents- - to make sure things went well and to ensure they had `correct' answers for any inspector that might show up. When I tapped on their door, Bruce answered after a moment or two. He and Emily were wearing bathrobes... I guess they thought I might be an inspector and were ready for an interview. The children were nowhere in sight; my guess was that they had retired for the evening while Bruce and Emily had intercourse. I understand they were somewhat `unfulfilled,' as they put it. It seems I extracted you before they had their `turn' with you. "In any event," he continued, "as things unfolded, I needn't have visited them at all. Bruce and Emily had all the right answers. They described your collective activities over the entire evening. As the conversation became more arousing for all of us, I was very glad to be of assistance in fulfilling their needs last night. It seems that most of your efforts had been focused on Aiden, their son. Both Bruce and Emily were planning to dismiss the children and were anticipating a session with just you and them; as I said, they were understandably disappointed that I had come and extracted you just as it was their turn. I was happy to oblige each of them and take up where you left off. "You mean you went back and got to fuck both of them? "Well, to put it bluntly, yes... we hadn't talked much before Bruce let his robe fall open revealing a most rampant erection that in turn got me aroused as well. Talk soon turned to their needs and before long the three of us were naked and locked in a standing embrace exploring each other's bodies. I didn't know what to say. But I did notice my penis was rock hard in my gym shorts. A glance around the room showed Tristan and Sid were also having trouble getting comfortable. "You seem shocked," said FC. "I'm not surprised, really... you're right, it seemed the next logical step in my adventure was going to be with one or both of the parents, but I'd like to hear more about how that played out. "Well, I usually don't kiss and tell, but this is a special situation. Once we were all naked, Emily dropped to her knees before us and gave Bruce and my genitals a thorough tonguing. It was most satisfying for Bruce and me to stare down at our burgeoning erections as Emily expertly serviced us both. All the while she was masturbating herself. From the shudders and exclamations while deep-throating us- - and she is an outstanding fellatalist, I might add- - I think she came twice just from sucking our penises and fingering her own pussy. Fellatalist? I'd have to look that one up. "When Emily took a break- - she said her jaw was sore- - Bruce turned toward me, then brought his hand around my scrotum and the base of my cock and drew me to the couch. He fell back with his head on the arm of the sofa; raising his legs up with his knees drawn up against his chest, he directed the head of my leaking penis directly against his anus. I slid right in, lubricated by my own pre-cum, and he moaned his pleasure. It took a moment or two to gain full possession of his ass, however, but once I was all the way in, he came alive. That was about all I could take without my dick breaking in my gym shorts. I scooted forward in my chair, slid them down and kicked them off onto the floor. My cock instantly smacked against the underside of the table and I had to slide back a bit to get it out in the open where I could masturbate as I listened. Tristan and Sid followed suit; that's all FC needed to stand and remove his clothes as well. As he took off his shirt, the other three of us followed suit. Now all of us were sitting at the table naked and erect- - and no longer eating our eggs. FC continued, "I hadn't thrust into him more than two or three times when he started bucking and meeting my strokes as hard as I was pushing. I thought he would soon swoon and cover us both with his semen; my plan was to fill him with my own load the instant he started cumming. Just as we were both approaching our climax, I heard Emily say `Aiden, what are you doing up? You were sent to bed long ago.' Sure enough, there stood little Aiden at the edge of the room stroking his straight, hard penis while he watched with rapt attention at our frenzied union. His testicles were separated; one on each side of the base of his cock root. It was just adorable watching them bounce up and down as he jacked his quite-substantial cock for his age. "I think- - correctly so, by the way- - he was too far gone to be sent away. Emily indeed let him approach us and get a close-up view of me plunging in and out of his father's ass. I moved aside slightly to give him a clearer look at our coupling. It was as if he hadn't been involved in any sexual activity at all earlier... his stroking increased rapidly. Ah, youth! I could feel my own orgasm approaching picturing little Aiden watching FC's incredible thick penis piston in and out of his father close up... it must have been quite the spectacle. Breaking my reverie, FC added, "Aiden then asked his mum if he could taste my sperm when we were done... I was stunned that someone that young had advanced to that level of sexual sophistication! I was nearly 16 before I tasted any sperm but my own... Bruce was pretty close to his orgasm; whether he didn't hear the question or didn't care about Aiden's desire to sample my semen, he continued heaving and moaning as I fucked in and out of him; little Aiden watched intently. I will add here that the interruption from Aiden's presence put me off my own climax, but Bruce continued unabated; soon sperm was spurting from his thick pulsing member; it splashed all over his chest and abdomen. Some ran down his sides and Aiden quickly caught each little `river' with his hand. He slurped up as much as he could, but most of his father's gooey mess was trapped between our bodies. "I plunged in all the way and froze deep inside Bruce; I waited for his ass to stop clenching my cock. Only then did I know he was finished cumming and that I was free to slowly withdraw. Bruce lowered his feet to the floor; Aiden moved in to lick up the rest of the steamy sperm off of his father's heaving torso. It was very erotic watching Aiden savor each slurp and lick of his father's semen- - it was obvious that Aiden regarded this action with some reverence. Soon Bruce was completely cleaned up, including the few drops that oozed from the tip of his twitching penis in the `afterglow.' Aiden then said `What about you?' He was looking up at me, pleading with those full round little boy eyes. Then he said `I can help you cum now if you want! I was in such a state... I didn't know whether to ejaculate for him right there onto his father or directly into his little expectant face or what. His mother, Emily, read my indecision and solved our problem to everyone's satisfaction. She said something like `Aiden, you've been able to eat up quite a bit of semen tonight, haven't you? Don't you think it's fair that you share Mr. Cooper's ejaculate with your mother and father? After all, we waited while you and Beth got to taste young Wilson's and your father's too... Why don't we let Mr. Cooper decide which one of us he'd like to use to help him cum and we can all share it when he's finished... I don't think it'll be long now, do you, FC? "She looked at me expectantly... she was right. I was about three strokes from launching my own load into or onto someone. But whom? `How about inside of me,' offered adorable little Aiden. He added that he could climb right up on his daddy's prostrate body and let me inject my semen inside him. Further, he explained that when I was done and it leaked out, this solution would allow his parents to share most of it; he said he just wanted a taste! Remembering my own experience of the night before, that's exactly what happened... right after me and his father injected our sperm deep in his little boy rectum, everyone shared in the river of white that flowed out of his hole. I was very close to blowing my first load of the morning- - at the breakfast table no less! FC said, "I nearly came right there... without a word from any of the rest of us, he stood, reversed himself and climbed on top of his recently spent father, only this time he was face down with his head between his father's legs. As he settled down onto his father's torso, he put one leg on each side of his Bruce's chest, causing his spectacular little ass to open slightly. His sweet little round butt looked like two ripe cantaloupes. I could see down into his hairless crack; his tiny anus and perineum only inches from his father's face and just begging for someone to either fuck or eat him. I needed no further invitation. A quick glance at Emily said it was OK for me to invade Aiden. Bruce grasped his son's butt cheeks and pulled them gently apart, making it easier for me to slide into his son. I needed no further invitation. Bruce jockeyed slightly on the couch so that I could get a foot on each side of them both and scooted Aiden down slightly to make room for my entry. I squatted down until my balls rested on Bruce's chin; I'm sure his view was of my own winking anus as I prepared to fuck his son. A slight push down on my rampant, throbbing penis and I was now perfectly aligned to plunge right in. "I had no trouble sliding into Aiden tight little rectum. You and Bruce had done the work of opening him up nicely earlier in the evening; some of your combined spendings remained in his chute, lubricating my entry quite nicely. I expected some resistance when my penis was in past the head where it gets thicker, but In just a few seconds, I was all the way down and into him, my contracted balls pushing down on Bruce's Adams apple as I `soaked.' Bruce released Aiden's butt as I entered and, without warning, he separated my own cheeks and plunged a thick, knobby thumb deep in my very rectum. That was all I needed to begin unloading gush after gush of semen into Aiden's insides. Again and again I shot without any movement whatsoever. On about my third blast, Aiden started thrashing about and squealing. Him thrashing and me shooting went on for some time. As I wound down, he was still gyrating his tight butt all around my spent penis; as I softened, his forceful clenching pushed me out along with copious amounts of my own sperm. It fairly covered Bruce's chest and neck. The three of us were edging now around the table; clearly all of us were ready to cum but knowing the dads were due at any moment, we wanted to save ourselves for the awesome climax we knew would come later today. FC continued his story. "I climbed off and collapsed into a chair. I watched as Emily and Bruce slurped my sperm as it ran from their son's anus as well as taking it from the puddle already on Bruce's chest. `Leave some for me,' pleaded little Aiden, looking back at his ravenous parents. Then he added that he thought he had cum again himself while I was spending in him. Sure enough, once he raised up, there was separate puddle of milky goo down by his father's navel. Emily slurped that up as well and shared some with both her son and husband before they settled back and began breathing steadily again. We were all now sated and ready for bed. "Breaking the silence, Emily said, `Say goodnight to Mr. Cooper, Aiden, then it's off to bed for you... you've had quite a day, haven't you?' Without so much as a `mother-may-I', Aiden said goodnight, then knelt between my legs and cleaned my drooping, spermy penis clean. Aiden's parents watched intently as their little boy expertly cleaned my entire crotch area with his tongue- - even visiting my perineum and anus occasionally... before he was done, both Bruce and I were hard again! Alas, we were not quite up to another bout. Maybe another evening, we agreed... It was quite the finish to a most enjoyable evening indeed. It was almost a finish for the rest of us around the breakfast table as well... I don't know how we held off, but just then the doorbell rang!