Date: Thu, 31 Dec 2020 16:13:20 +0000
From: nick.kedman <nick.kedman@protonmail.com>
Subject: The Naked Enclave (Chapter 4)

The Naked Enclave – Chapter 4

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
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Chapter 4 – The Boys dress up

By agreement with the other families we spent the next day with our own
families but with a view to meeting up at our chalet for a buffet and
drinks in the evening.

Callum, Ryan and myself had a bit of a lie in, then when the sun had warmed
the air, took a stroll to the village square for a late breakfast and
leisurely coffee.

Whether I am at an airport, shopping centre (OK, Mall) I like to
people-watch. In the aforementioned places it is quite easy to figure
people out by the clothes they wear. The absolute pleasure of people
watching in a nude village is you get no clues whatsoever. The only idea
you get is about how used the person is to being naked in public. In this
regard the Europeans come out on top. For some reason British visitors seem
almost coy about it. Many of course don't live full time naturist
lifestyles that I am lucky enough to do. The French naturist still manages
to look stylish even naked but I am embarrassed to note so many British men
who feel it is necessary to wear socks when otherwise nude. As I say,
people watching is fun, especially with my sons as we can compare thoughts
and play guessing games.

We sat enjoying croissants that are fresh in a way that only the French
seem to be able to achieve. Orange juice and coffee completed our
breakfast.

Although the beach was packed each day with families the village square was
populated mainly with older men and women who were content with partial sun
and a good bottle of wine or a cold beer. There were very few children
about and a dearth of teenage bodies of either sex.

Callum, being bisexual, leaning more toward hetero, was enjoying comparing
tits. Ryan and I prefer cock watching. All three of us fell into the rather
rude practice of quietly awarding scores in much the same way as TV Judges
do at dancing or beauty contests. We didn't hold up cards, that would be
just too impolite but whispered our results to each other.

Callum (and I) love flat chested women (preferably girls actually). In the
cock department Ryan and I have very similar tastes in that we like shaved
and with a foreskin that covers the glans when flaccid. We both also love
cocks that swing from thigh to thigh when the guy is walking. A semi-erect
cock pushes up the score and a glans glistening with a drop of pre-cum hits
the jackpot.

Suddenly Callum is whispering '10' as a mum and her daughter sauntered
across the square. I looked at the mum and noted quite pert breasts but a
ten? Then I spotted the daughter. Probably 13, maybe 14. Her hips had
widened and she bore clear evidence of fine pubic hair but, probably due to
a mix up, her breasts had totally failed to arrive with the rest of her
puberty kit. She was utterly flat chested yet had quite prominent brown
nipples. I remember Spinal Tap being the proud owners of an amplifier with
a volume that went right up to eleven. I think this young girl had Spinal
Tap tits (or lack of).

It became necessary for my nearly hetero son to hotch under the table cloth
a bit because his trouser snake, despite having only one eye, had spotted
Miss 11. Despite being so young she was well aware that Callum was eyeing
her up. She put on a slight hip sway as she walked, her pert bottom
deserving of a similar high score. Just before she and her mum disappeared
into a shop, she looked over her shoulder and gave him a smile to die
for. He was forced to think about coastal erosion and the state of the
Argentinian economy for a bit.

Ryan and I were enjoying cock watching duties just as much. We noted
something which we knew already but had been proven to us here. All men
have a little fiddle whenever they think their wife or partner isn't
looking. Clothed men do re-arranging of the tackle but nude men can of
course give it a nice tweak.

We hadn't really noticed a male/female couple in their late twenties settle
at a table not far from ours. The girl quickly started prodding her phone
endlessly. The guy was left to amuse himself, her social media being far
more important. I soon began to be aware that he had twigged what Ryan and
I were doing. I saw him grinning each time Ryan whispered a score to
me. She was sitting with her back to us and only side on to her partner. He
was facing us. Every time Ryan glanced his way he would touch himself quite
blatantly. Ryan didn't spot this at first but I did and I grinned at the
guy. I knew he was far more interested in a 16yr old than his dad but I
wanted to confirm that I was okay with it.

Eventually Ryan clocked his smiling face. His eyes dropped to what lay
concealed from his partner by the tablecloth. The young guy responded by
gently sliding back his foreskin. I couldn't see Ryan's cock from my chair
but I saw his hand go beneath the paper cloth I guess the two began to
semaphore to each other using foreskin in place of flags. I could see the
man and he very quickly became erect. His blatant display got a ten from
this judge. Soon his partner finished prodding her phone and the game had
to stop.

It was a very pleasant way to spend the morning. Before we left the square
we did a bit of shopping for tonight's buffet in the mini-market. Then we
wandered back 'home'. In the afternoon we ventured as far as the family
beach for a quick paddle and an even quicker dunk in the Atlantic to cool
down. Following this we took a slightly more circuitous path back to the
chalet to prepare for our guests.

As we followed the twisty footpath with chalets set back in clearings, I
noticed the German pensioner that had seen us all wanking a few nights
ago. He seemed really pleased to see us and with a long guttural speech
that went something like this...

'Ah, ihr seid es! Komm rein, ich habe meiner Frau von dir erzählt und
sie will dich unbedingt treffen.'

One, he seemed pleased to see us and two, I heard the word Frau so putting
things together I guessed he wanted us to meet his wife. To be honest I
think we would have been happy to decline but he was our neighbour and very
friendly so it would have been rude to snub him.

He showed us to his patio and indicated we should take a seat.

Then he said 'Warte hier einen Moment. Ich werde meine Frau bekommen' Which
we did understand.

We watched as his very brown but somewhat wrinkly bottom headed indoors. He
was gone for a few seconds when a German frau of many summers appeared at
the door her face bearing a most welcoming smile. For a woman of
pensionable age she was reasonable well preserved but I was pretty sure
Callum would vote her a 3, which would be harsh. But where was hubby? It
was clear Mrs Pensioner spoke no more English than I do German. She
indicated the boys and said 'Deine Söhne, ja?' Hoping she was asking if
Callum and Ryan were my sons, I nodded, smiled and said 'Ja!'  'Das is gut'
she replied at which point Mr Pensioner returned with a tray containing
four bottles of beer. Well, it would be rude to refuse wouldn't it.

He did a lot of smiling and saying stuff to his wife. Most of it went over
our heads but he was able to mime some of it. To my surprise he took hold
of his shrivelled willy, gave it a few rubs and then indicated the three of
us! He was telling his wife he had seen us all wanking. To be honest his
wife seemed to take the news far better than I expected. 'Das ist nett. Ich
mag einen netten jungen aufrechten Jungen.'

Unbeknown to me Callum had switched on the voice recorder on his
phone. Although we had no idea what she was saying Callum played it back
later and some help from Google it turned out she liked young erect
boys. That was why she was looking at the boys, smiling and mimimg a
wank. They didn't because they didn't know but Callum later said that now
he does know he might call by a give her a show later in the holiday.

Back home we prepared a simple cold buffet, chilled beer and cooled wine in
a bucket of ice. We were ready for our guests.

First to arrive were Arend, Fenna, young Sem and his sister Elin. Even
flaccid Arend's dick seemed big. Sem's cocklet in repose was no more than
an inch long and it was the first time I had seen him in that
condition. Fenna is a good looking, well bronzed and athletic bodied woman,
a fact that Callum clearly appreciated. Young Elin was clearly in the first
throes of puberty and just a tad shy oabout her newly grown assets.

Levi arrived with his two twins Luuk and Daan. Dad had some beers and the
boys dragged a big cardboard box with them. Levi explained that it
contained stuff to keep them amused when the grown-ups got boring. I noted
that both boys when not erect where similarly sized to Sem. Eva was the
last to push through the shrubbery between their chalet and hours.

The buffet was ready and everyone soon tucked in. The girls, including
Elin, stuck to wine, though Fenna did water it down a bit for the 12 year
old. The men drank beers and the three boys had lemonade with a dash of
beer in it. Think shandy backwards and you will have the recipe.

Once we had eaten we settled back to chat. The two women asked if it would
be rude to disappear for an hour or so with Elin. It seemed that Elin was
in need of some more mature company than nine year old boys, however
naughty, could provide. Without even a hint of embarrassment Fenna
explained that she was ready to learn the saphic joys. The two husbands
nodded in agreement and the three females pushed back through the shrubs to
Eva and Levi's place.

I had to ask.

'Levi, Arend, don't you mind your wives enjoying a sexual arrangement so
openly?'

There was a unanimous 'No!' before Arend deferred to Levi to speak for
both.

'We live not far from each other and meet regularly. We have, how do you
say? Ya an open relationship. The girls like sex with us but also very much
with each other. In turn Arend and I can enjoy some boy fun together.'

'How sensible,' I replied 'And you are open about this with the children
too?'

'Yes, they have grown up as naturists at both our houses but know that it
is different outside. We hide nothing from them except, you know, I can't
think of the word in English, it is poepen in Dutch.'

Ryan is quick on the mark, he figured it before me 'Pooing or pooping in
English, it does sound very similar.' He said.

'Ja, zoveel is privé!' replied Arend.

As we were chatting the three boys were engaged in tugging and pulling the
big cardboard box into our chalet. Puzzled, I turned to their dads and
asked what it contained.

'Dressing up costumes. They like to make up pretend plays wearing different
clothes.' Levi explained.

'I guess at nine I would have played similar games with my sister though my
version nearly always ended up morphing into doctors and patients or mums
and dads!' I replied.

'It would seem that idea is International' laughed Arend.

While the youngsters were noisily investigating the costumes inside we were
reminiscing about our last trip to the beach and more especially, the
enclave.

It wasn't long before our reminiscences, plus a few bottles of bier, had us
all touching ourselves again. I find it funny how it starts off being a
sort of nonchalant fiddle that slowly evolves into a proper wank.

No sooner had we settled into a proper circle jerk than the boys came
rushing out to show us their first costume. All three were dressed as
little girls, complete with hideous nylon wigs. On top they wore tee shirts
with obvious paper padding in the apropriate place and two wore hold up
stockings while Sem was bare legged.

They pranced about a bit in a very poor imitation of a feminine wiggle
before coming right up close to us. Almost in unison they lifted their
skirts to reveal three rock hard two inch cocklets which they instantly
wiggled about at us.

They knew exactly what they were doing too. Luuk even tried to pull his
tiny foreskin back but he wasn't yet able to achieve a full retraction. His
little purple helmet peeked out in way which seemed to lure pre-cum from my
own appendage.

Giggling, the three of them ran back inside.

'How happy are you about being obviously sexual in front of the boys seeing
as all five of us are fully erect.'

Again both dads went to speak but this time Levi nodded to Arend to speak.

'It is natural that they play with their willies and they know that we do
too. We don't mind any willy play between us but we don't let them see any
penetrative sex just yet.'

I nodded thinking to myself how enlightened these guys are. I have always
been of the opinion that masturbation should be on the school curriculum,
in theory if not in practice. Just imagine handing in your homework!

I think both my sons and I were turned on by this liberal attitude. In fact
all five of us were hard in the extreme. We carried on our horny chat about
the enclave and what turned us on most. Then in a burst of youthful energy
the boys came giggling back to the patio.

This time they were Hawaiian girls. Their cute young heads adorned with
flowers, garlands around their necks hanging down to offer a degree of
modesty in regard to their naked 'breasts'. Below the waist they wore
'grass skirts' that in truth had seen better days. They danced vigorously
around right in front of us and as they twirlled their bare bottoms and
beautifully erect willies could be seen. Once the dance was over each boy
parted his skirt to give us a proper look at the physical attributes that a
typical Hawaiian ladyboy might posess.

Again they simulated masturbation in a most enjoyable and exhibitionist
way. This continued for a couple of minutes before they again tore off
laughing to get changed again.

I knew I wasn't alone in finding the performance far more erotic than I
should.

Ryan and his brother wank together so often that I guess it was natural
that they were now holding each other's cock rather than their own. As the
kids came roaring back outside my two continued as if it were an everyday
thing, which I guess it is.

This time all three boys had on a white bonnet and nothing else except a
babie's nappy. They thought it was hilarious and indeed it was. Leaving my
two to their own devices Luuk hopped up on my lap, Daan onto Arend and Sem
climbed up onto Levi's lap.

All three kids would have felt a hard cock pressing into them, even with
the padding of the nappy. I so enjoyed feeling a warm naked body body
snuggling up close. They must have rehearsed what they were going to do
because almost as one the boys put their cute mouths to our nipples and
suckled. God it felt so rude. My two have never been big in the cuddles
department and now I realised how much I wished they had been.

Luuk was snuggled right in my lap but had wriggled about enough to free my
willy. He now gently put a hand on it and a jolt of electricity ran through
me. I don't know, because I was more interested in what was happening to
me, but I guess similar things were happening to the other guys.

Then I felt a definite warm patch pressing against my thigh. The cheeky
little fella was wetting himself! I pulled the elastic waist band forward
to be greeted by a full flow of boy pee. I was mesmerised as his pee arced
out of his nappy and over my thighs. I was so close to cumming that I had
to hold his hand, still around my cock, to prevent an early eruption. The
pee stopped rather more suddenly than I expected. With that Luuk leapt off
my lap, pulled down his nappy and aimed his still stiff winkie directly at
me. He emptied the last third of his young bladder right over my cock and
balls. As the flow subsided I took hold of him and squeezed the drips
out. Thinking it was over I settled back in my chair only for the
precocious boy to start licking his piss off my balls and shaft.

Then, as if choreographed, the three youngsters were off back inside.

'Wow' said Ryan, 'that was some show.'

My sons had of course had ringside seats and with renewed wanking were very
happy to describe it. It seems that each boy had performed a very similar
show for the man upon whose lap they had chosen. Ryan noted that in each
case the boy had chosen someone other than his own father to please.

Before Ryan had been able to deliver a full account the boys came bouncing
back, this time stark naked.

'What are you supposed to be this time?' asked Arend.

With a stifled giggle from the other two boys Daan answered. 'Gay naturist
slave boys'. All three boys fell about laughing, their stiff willies
bouncing around in a very provocative way.

'And what do gay naturist slave boys do?' continued Arend, seemingly
unphased by this unexpected turn of events.

'Shall we show you?' asked Sem

I'm pretty sure all five of us nodded vigorously in agreement.

Luuk turned to Sem and in a commanding voice said 'Suck me slave.'

Sem dutifully fell to his knees and took the boys cock right in his
mouth. Okay it was only a couple of inches but it was very, very horny. It
was obvious this was not the first time these boys had enjoyed fellatio.

Luke again adopted the stern voice. 'You too slave.' he ordered. Looking at
his brother. Daan responded by moving to his brother and offering his
cocklet to his sibling. Little Sem, though he already had a mouthful,
reached out to take Daan's cock in hand.

With a floor show like this there was no point in us holding back. We
'grown-ups' and I use the term loosely, began to masturbate each
other. Arend seemed very keen on fellating Ryan while Callum allowed Levi
access to his pre-cum enhanced penis. Seeing me left out Daan broke away
from his brother and came over to me. Seeing his tiny cock pointing
straight at me it seemed the most natural thing in the world to take it in
my mouth. It felt wonderful but to be honest I felt it was too much. I
asked him instead to wank right up close to me. He was more than happy to
do that as he obviously adored being watched. He was good too. He was
sliding his foreskin back and forth giving me wonderful glimpses of his
young, glistening glans.

Naturally I was wanking hard and could see out of the corner of my eye the
other guys enjoying their own wonderful experiences. Stabding on the patio
Luuk was thrusting his little boy butt in and out of his young friends
mouth. Sem now had a free hand to enjoy his own willy with and he was
clearly very aroused.

Suddenly Daan came. It was shuddering and lovely but completely dry. His
vocalisations and the thrusts of his groin tipped me over the edge and I
too came. Daan seemed to love my spunk. He wiped some on his cocklet, which
had yet to collapse. He spread the rest over my tummy and even teased my
nipples with his cum lubed fingers.

The two boys in the middle each reached their own conclusion and again
without anything to show for it. I wish I could tell you how Levi, Arend
and my two boys finished up but I had been far too engrossed in my own
pleasures.

After a mass clear up it was declared the boy's bedtime and the party broke
up.

When we were again alone I asked Callum and Ryan what they had made of it
all.

'Dad,' said Callum, 'Ryan and I said just now that we wish we had told you
we were wanking at that age. We could have had so much fun.'

Well, that's it for chapter four. I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as
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