Date: Mon, 28 Dec 2020 16:28:51 +0000 From: nick.kedman Subject: The Naked Enclave Chapter 3 The Naked Enclave – Chapter 3 This is a fictional story about two boys, their father and a variety of other men and women of all ages. It is an adults only story that includes dad son sex. If you are under 18 or this is illegal in your area please do not proceed any further. Contact nick.kedman@protonmail.com Also, to ensure this facility continues for the benefit of us all, please make a donation via http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html The next morning we enjoyed a leisurely breakfast on the patio. My first thoughts were of sitting out here last night and having little Daan pee on my leg and then lick it off. My thoughts were interrupted by Eva popping through the bushes to tell us that her husband Levi would in fact be arriving that day. She suggested it would be fun to all enjoy a late afternoon meal in the village together with Fenna and Arend and their two kids. As any reader who has holidayed in a naturist village will know one of the joys is not having to dress for a meal in the outdoor restaurant in the square. I believe people do dress for the more upmarket indoor restaurant but I was unlikely to be checking that out. Of course all three of us agreed. We wanted to find out more about these very sexy Dutch families. The boys and I had a pretty lazy day. We wandered into the square to buy a few essentials in the mini market and having taken those back to our chalet we hired three bicycles and spent a couple of hours riding round and exploring the vast camp. We did stop off at the beach but only at the family one. We had fun splashing about in the warm water that lapped onto the sand. None of us are particularly good swimmers so apart from a quick dunk (just to say we had done it) we ambled up and down paddling. Of course we enjoyed looking at the nude families at play and I was well aware of several men and an occasional woman who looked lustfully at my two teen boys. It has been my experience that boys love being naked as children, even proud of their tiny little stiffies, but at puberty they seem to vanish. You see the odd teenager sitting on the beach looking miserable in a tee shirt and shorts while their parents and younger siblings enjoy the freedom of nudity. So my two rather brazen lads were something of a rarity. As we were paddling along the edge of the water with other people close by I was surprised, to say the least, when Callum Hugged me. The boys hug at home, in private but public displays of affection disappeared in sync with the first delivery of pubic hair. Even Ryan who is the most affectionate of the two looked surprised. With a bit of giggling Callum told me what it was all about. 'Dad, I'm desperate for a wee!' 'Well, go in the sea. I'm sure everyone else does.' As I was telling this I felt a warm trickle down my thigh. The cheeky pup was using me in much the same way a Labrador uses a lamppost. It was obvious that Ryan could see by the way his previously flaccid willy was firming up. To be honest I knew, without even looking that my own appendage was reacting similarly. 'Did you like that dad?' Callum asked as his flow finished. 'Callum, it was like they used to say about fresh cream cakes, naughty but nice.' 'I thought you'd like it. I have wanted piss in public for ever. Here and now seemed ideal to realise my fantasy.' 'Why not do something like that when we go to the enclave? You could be even more open there.' I replied, swishing through the water's edge to wash my leg. 'Yeah, I could and I might but the people there expect shit like that to happen. I wanted to do it in front of ordinary people.' I knew what he meant. Anyway, we headed back up the beach, hopped on our bikes and cycled back to the hire guy to return them. Riding a bike with your cock and balls popping either side of the saddle is a special experience. If you haven't tried it, then do so at your earliest opportunity. Then we wandered through the forest and eventually back to our chalet. We had time to grab a drink and shower before preparing for our early evening rendezvous with our Dutch counterparts. The outdoor restaurant is in a clearing but as the sun falls behind the tall pine trees it can get chilly. We therefore chose to meet early for what could be either a late lunch or early dinner. We arrived first and reserved (in the German style) two tables. We decided it would be easier if we put the kids one one table and we adults (I include my two in that) could use the adjacent table. Eva arrived next looking bronzed and happy. She was essentially naked but had a silk scarf loosely tied around her hips. Goodness knows why, you'd have to ask a woman. With her was her husband Levi and of course the two twins Luuk and Daan. I liked the look of Levi as soon as I saw him. He was a similar height to me (5.9") and in good nick for a guy in his 30's. His body was not as tanned as Eva's but then he has to dress to work. His cock was like a larger size version of the twins delicious little willies with foreskin covering the glans. I was delighted to see he was clean shaven everywhere except his head and lower legs. He spoke perfect English with just the hint of an accent. As I was taking all this in Eva's girlfriend Fenna arrived with her brood. We were introduced to her children, Sem, a boy the same age as Eva's nine year old twins. The girl was called Elin and was 11, soon to be twelve. Sem was equipped with a cocklet that in its present flaccid state looked like the twins. Elin gave the impression that her first delivery from Puberty.com had arrived. Tiny bumps on her chest and a smattering of downy pubic hair foretold the young woman soon to emerge. Fenna's husband Arend was seriously tall. As we shook hands his circumcised cock was almost level with my chest. It was sized in proportion to his height if you use inches for each foot of height. Mind you, I am speaking with the advantage of hindsight for in its present flaccid state it hung at about 4.5" or at least that much much was visible protruding from a generous bush of black hair. The two women had been deep in conversation with each other as we boys sized each other up. Both Dutchmen seemed to approve of my two boys judging by the amount of eye contact and the flow of conversation between them. I was aware that the two girls had gone across to speak to the kids. I couldn't hear the conversation but I was aware of a loud cheer at one point. Eventually the two mums rejoined us. If it's okay with you guys we'd like to take the children to La Palmyre Zoo tomorrow. We thought you guys will be quite capable of fending for yourselves. We all agreed that we would be fine although I'd miss seeing those lovely little cocks bouncing around, there was still plenty of time. We chatted and drunk beer until the two women pointed out that it was starting to get a bit chilly now that the sun had gone behind the trees. Arrangements were made for the morning and then the party broke up and we headed back to our own chalets. Callum, Ryan and I found our own patio was sheltered from the breeze so we sat outside until bedtime. We talked about the two men and we all agreed it would be fun to spend the day together to discover if they were as free and open as the children. Ryan was quite taken with Levi. He went on about his dimples when he smiled, his perfect teeth and his sexy hairless body. As he ran through his attributes he began to absent mindedly play with himself and was soon close to erect. Callum was more keen to ask me, over and over in fact, if I had enjoyed him peeing down my leg at the beach. We had never really discussed the subject before so I had to own up to being a bit of a fan of the fetish. Naturally this talk plus Ryan's stroking soon had Callum and I hard too. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed six or seven drops fall from Callum's cock. It didn't hang like pre-cum but fell like water. He looked at me and grinned. I smiled back in acceptance and in the hope he would do more. Soon the few drops increased to short spurts. His brother caught on and watched with obvious pleasure. Soon all three of us were letting little squirts go as we wanked. Callum led the way and instead of letting the pee fall to the ground he began peeing on his tummy and chest. I was so aroused by this that I failed to hear someone walking along the path that only serves us, our Dutch neighbour and one other chalet. Just as Callum let a golden arc go the man appeared right in front of us He saw a dad with a hardon and a wet patch on the patio beneath him, a teenager in the same state and in the middle a youngster clearly pissing for sexual gratification. The man, who I guess was in his mid seventies, was as brown as a berry all over sported a rather short and shrivelled willy typical of old men. He stood for a moment, smiled at Callum and said 'Très agréable, très agréable en effet.' I don't really speak French but as the word 'agreable' cropped up twice I was sure he approved. 'Callum does speak a bit of French. He simply smiled at the man and sent an even bigger arc up and over his semi reclining body. The Frenchman had a little fiddle with himself, said 'Tres Sexy.' and continued along the path, presumably to his elderly wife. I do hope he had chance to wank over it later. Callum was so turned on by openly peeing in front of a stranger that he lost control and came in several energetic bursts. Seeing this Ryan stood up and pissed all over his brother. I was more turned on by this than when I've watched them fuck together. Ryan fetched kitchen roll and began to clean his brother up. 'Didn't you want to join in dad?' Callum asked once he was again dry. 'I did son but I didn't want to spoil your fun. You might not have liked it.' 'Dad, I've wanked and wanked about things like this. It is so rude. I love it.' I went to bed really looking forward to the next opportunity. We met the other two dads in the square at breakfast time where we enjoyed coffee, croissants and fresh orange juice. Arend already knew about the 'Enclave' as we called it. He had visited this resort before and he said he had enjoyed being sucked by several men there. Levi had yet to experience this 'off site' part of the beach although Eva had told him how she and Fenna had been able to make love while the kids played 'the game' in a clearing. I noticed that he was clearly becoming aroused by the talk and that wasn't quite the thing in the village square. He asked us to change the subject but suggested we visit later that morning. The five of us left the village and wandered down the sandy path to the family part of the beach. We turned left and began the long trek to where the Enclave is situated. We walked along the waters edge. Even before we had left the family groups behind Levi was stroking himself. I know the Dutch are more liberated than us but there were people splashing about in the surf all around us. I had to ask him if it was normal in Holland to masturbate so openly. 'No, of course it isn't but I am a very exhibitionist person so I push beyond the limits.' He was close to fully erect. I saw a few people looking at him but nobody screamed or shouted at him. 'They are all naturists even if they are not so sexual as me but it is such a turn on I find it hard not to indulge myself.' thinking about it I've seen men with erections on the family beach and not taken any notice other than a lingering look but Levi was clearly masturbating. It turned me on a lot too. Soon we were clear of the families and we had the sand pretty much to ourselves though we still had quite a walk to the enclave. Seeing Levi now fully erect and clearly enjoying himself, my two began to play with themselves too. Ryan was first to achieve a full erection and it was clear that Arend was enjoying this very much. He was the only one amongst us with pubes. Now that his prick was extending I could see it was the biggest of us all yet still fell short of the usual porn site boasts. We were now all erect and still a long way from the enclave. The only people on this part of the beach seemed to be people going to or returning from the enclave. Two youngish men were approaching. They had been hand in hand but dropped the contact as they drew near. Levi the exhibitionist made a great point of facing them whilst still masturbating. The rest of us stood around trying to look nonchalant, a tricky effect when all of us were standing to attention. Levi called out a cheerful 'Good morning' in English and received an equally affable 'Gut Morgen' in return. The two guys carried on back toward the village. 'That was so horny' said Levi 'why did you guys stop wanking? They would have loved it.' he continued. We agreed that it was a turn on being so obviously aroused in public. We agreed that if anyone else came within range we would carry on. In fact the only ones who did pass before we turned off was an elderly couple. Both tanned almost walnut colour and very wrinkly. As soon as they were close enough to see our arousal and that we were actively encouraging it, the woman reached over and took her husbands little cock in hand. I, and I found out later, both my boys were a bit worried about the woman but we relaxed when we watched her take hold of his elderly manhood. They turned out to be English pensioners who had become semi residents at the naturist resort. The woman smiled, we, apart from Levi, felt a bit embarrassed. She spoke... 'You boys have just made my husband very happy!' she said unexpectedly, still fiddling with his rather unresponsive cock. 'He loves seeing aroused men and he persuaded me to take the very long walk in the hope he might get his wish. We came across nobody in an aroused state and we were walking back to the village when we find five of you.' I was gobsmacked. I couldn't resist asking 'And you, you don't mind his interest in men?' 'Oh lord no. My husband can't do much about it these days anyway and we've been together for over fifty years, so he's not going to stray now. And, if I'm honest I find it very invigorating to watch all this youthful energy myself.' During her discourse my two sons, Arend and me had all stopped wanking and our once proud erections were beginning to collapse. 'Oh for goodness sake don't stop boys or he will say it was my jabbering that ruined it for him.' Levi again showed us the way. He was standing very close to the husband, who had not so far uttered a word. Levi's cock stood proud and he was squeezing pre-cum and rubbing around his glans in a way that had the old man mesmerised. The old boy finally spoke just to compliment Levi on his fine cock. His wife had managed to coax a glimmer of life into it. I think even Pfizer would have failed to do more with an intravenous drip of Viagra. The tumescence may be absent but it was clear the joy and pleasure were still very much in evidence. Levi was thoroughly enjoying himself pleasing, as he was, both husband and wife. My two boys had lost all inhibitions now and Ryan had even grabbed hold of Arend's mighty tool and was reaching up to wank him. Yes, reaching up. I'm on the small side of average and my boys still have a year or two of growth to come. Arend is not only tall but his legs make up a good proportion of his overall height. His cock was at nipple height to Ryan. The elderly wife was transfixed by this gorgeous teenager clearly delighted to be wanking this Dutch giant. She had dropped her husbands willy in favour of fingering her fanny (Remember dear US readers, the fanny is at the front on UK women!) Callum was absorbed in his own cock as I was with mine but I also felt I could do more for the old boy than his wife had done. I felt for his cock with my spare hand and as I manipulated it I started whispering to him about how nice his cock was and how much I was enjoying touching him. I also slid his foreskin back and forth, something I had noticed his wife never did. He seemed delighted as he rose to at least a semi-erect state. He started to make noises of pleasure and that turned me on more than I was already. Then Callum, though fully erect, managed to start pissing. It takes practice to piss when erect. It took me ages to master it. It is such a rude thing to do and even sexier to watch. Callum made sure he was facing us and he sure had an appreciative audience. I kind of expected the two Dutchmen to find it horny but was surprised when the wizened old lady moved in front of my micturating son. He took the hint straight away, despite very little experience with women. He directed his stream between her legs as she stood there holding her cunt lips apart. Despite the fact that the woman was old and not physically attractive I found the sight of my teenage son arousing a woman older than his granny very sexy indeed. That's beside watching him piss so openly. Ryan was within inches anyway so it was no surprise when he bent forward and took Arend's mighty organ into his mouth. Arend groaned in pleasure. Ryan concentrated on his knob because I think he would have had trouble taking that large girth and length fully onboard. I was delighted to feel 'Grandad' firming up in my hand. He also chose to put his other hand around mine. I turned to face him and guided my pre-cum loaded glans to his. I don't normally fancy very old men, I prefer beautiful young boys but I was feeling a great sense of pleasure at making this old man aroused and happy. Eventually the elderly man achieved an orgasm. His spunk was minimal and watery but the look on his face, and that of his wife made up for any lack of physical perfection. Soon we bade the elderly couple 'Schönen Tag' and we turned off the beach to head for the enclave. As we walked toward the opening in the fence we all agreed how horny it felt to be exhibitionist and to arouse an old couple in such a fun way. We wandered into the pine forest a bit deeper than we had before. We passed a few older men furtively masturbating but to us it seemed to be stupid being furtive in a place where people come to enjoy public sex. We came across a reasonable clearing between the trees. It seemed to be a perfect place to enjoy each other and to be enjoyed by others. Although nothing was said it was clear that all of us were looking forward to pleasuring each other. In a little cluster three dads and two sons began to enjoy the freedom to feel, to fondle, to frot and to fiddle with others. As if out of nowhere an audience began to grow. Mostly these were single men, unable to find anyone to play with themselves they were drawn, like a moth to a flame by the sight of two recently pubescent boys happily enjoying three men all old enough to be their father. I have long wondered if it were possible to take three cocks at once. Levi and Arend (awkwardly bending) were happy to be part of my experiment. I tried hard to get all three cocks into my mouth at once. I think I could have done so had the total of four bodies not taken up quite so much space. Arend dropped to his knees and took care of Ryan while I was left free to fellate Levi. I was glad because I love a shaved man with a decent foreskin to pleasure. We now had quite a crowd. Mostly men, nearly all much older men and all wanking. Two had their wives (I guess) with them and they seemed to be humouring their husbands rather than actually gaining direct pleasure themselves. My sons have (during mutual masturbation sessions) told me of their fantasies. Callum had once told me that he loved the idea of masturbating whilst holding a normal conversation with someone. It seemed that he had got his chance. One woman, a lady of perhaps 45 summers, had lost her husband's interest as he had moved closer to the mutual masturbation display of Arend, Levi, Ryan and myself and was happily wanking and watching. Callum was standing right in front of this abandoned wife and chatting to her. I could hear the conversation clearly. It was mundane chit-chat about the weather, the village, the standard of the chalets etc, etc. But as he chatted Callum was steadily and quite provocatively wanking. I knew it was his fantasy and I was getting a second hand thrill from seeing him realise it. From his knob hung a six inch silken thread of pre-cum. I knew that he knew it was not only hanging there but that he had made sure he had squeezed it out. I was by now stood up, my back can only take so much bending, and was doing my best to pleasure Levi with my hand. It takes a lot to shock me but when my 16yr old son put his arm around me and pulled me close for a kiss, I was totally surprised. As a dad and two sons, we never kissed. A hug, maybe but never a kiss. I felt Ryan's tongue seeking admission and I gave way. How he learnt to kiss like he did, I'll never know. It was sublime and I quickly responded forgetting at that moment that he was my son and I, his father. Callum continued to masturbate in front of this woman whilst talking about anything other than sex. I knew, because he has done it before, that he was squeezing tiny bits of pee out so that his string of pre-cum slowly descended to the floor. Eventually the woman gave in to her need for release and her fingers fondled her clit. She continued to get more aroused and started to hold her cunt lips open in a way that was irresistible to a 15year old bisexual boy. Now I'm pretty damn sure my boy has yet to experience full on sex with a girl but he clearly knew where her clitoris was located and what would please her. As she held her lips apart he touched her love bud with his pre-cum lubed knob. It was as if it was happening to me. I felt every sensation my son was enjoying and it took me close to the edge. Meanwhile young Ryan had his own desires to fulfil. After being sucked by Arend he was now standing. He, Arend and Levi, with a bit of help from me, were frotting. The appreciative watchers seemed very turned on by that. However, Ryan likes to go a shade further. As the two Dutch dads and me were sharing our pre-cum Ryan decided that now would be a great time to piss over this triumvirate of testicles. His stream of piss started from about two feet back and in a very exhibitionist way sprayed our genitals with his wheat covered output. Our audience, by now some six or seven individuals, began to drop like flies. Spurts of spunk were falling left, right and centre. They had the joint pleasure of Callum carefully coaxing the clit of this mum substitute whilst Ryan raised the roof by peeing over three sets of genitals. It was too much for the participants too. One by one Arend, Levi and myself lost control and added to the semen seeping into the substrate. Phew! We had all come vigorously and our time at the enclave was over for today at least. Tomorrow we would have the company of the delicious young boys and a pubescent girl as we all agreed to make it a family day. I do hope you are enjoying this story. I'd love to hear from you. You can reach me at nick.kedman@protonmail.com I will answer each and every mail.