Camp Naturiste

By Pink Panther

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Chapter Twelve

Carsten

Strolling through the grove of oak trees, we check every few metres to see whether Lukas and Theo can still see us past the bushes. As soon as we're sure they can't, we select a tree and lie down under its shade.

"Let's not rush this" Marcel suggests. "We've got ages!"

"Sure!" I agree. "Lukas is going to need plenty of time."

"Yeah! He'll want to take things really slow," J-P says, "like he did with me."

"Why d'you think Theo was so nervous about taking his clothes off?" Marcel asks.

"He didn't want us to see him with a hard on!" J-P asserts, grinning.

"I know that!" Marcel counters. "But why?"

"I reckon he must get picked on at school," I say thoughtfully. "He likes looking at other boys' dicks. He'd have only needed to get caught doing that once. The other boys would have been right on his case! And he wouldn't have dared tell anyone why they were after him."

"Yeah, I guess," he concedes.

"Maybe some of the other boys saw him peeking," J-P adds. "So they grabbed hold of him, and pulled his pants and briefs down. And there he was, standing there with his cock sticking up! They'd never have let him forget it!"

"Exactly!" I respond, giving him a big smile. "I'm sure it must be something like that!"

"So he thought that when we saw him with a hard-on, we'd be horrible to him?" Marcel queries.

"Yeah! Laugh at him; call him names, maybe even hit him!"

"I think that's sad," Marcel says, shaking his head. "It's no wonder he looked so scared."

"So what are we doing now?" I ask.

"Let's do some sucking!" J-P proposes, his enthusiasm very obvious.

A moment later, he's got the whole of my cock in his mouth. He begins sucking it while Marcel does the same to him. Over the past week, J-P's done this for me a few times, and he really is very good, way better than Lukas. I've had to stop him a couple of times, or I'd have cum in his mouth. That wouldn't have been bad, of course, but I'd rather give it him up the bum. Actually, he seems to prefer that too.

After a minute or so, J-P swaps over and starts to suck his brother. As I'm about to go down on him, I can hardly believe what I'm seeing. He's got his nose buried in Marcel's pubes, which means the fifteen-year old's cock must be right down his throat! Fuck! The kid can't have any gag reflex at all! That's unreal!

The next change-around puts me into the middle, with Marcel sucking me while I suck J-P's hard little spike and work my finger into his cute little bum. Oh, yes! This is just getting better!

After a few more changes, we've been through every possibility.

"Are we going to do this now?" Marcel asks, fixing his eyes on mine.

"Sure!" I answer. "First off, I'll get my cock into J-P, yeah? Then you stick yours into me, but don't push it in all the way. Leave me some room to move. After that you can just lie there and enjoy the ride; let me do the rest! If I cum before you're ready, just do what you need to do!"

"Cool!" he says, licking his lips.

Having coated my dick with lube, I roll J-P onto his side so he's facing away from me. Because he's used to me fucking him like this, as I move in behind him, he lifts his leg up, giving me access. With my cock lined up on his bum-hole, I thrust it in.

Pausing for a few seconds, I savour the tight little sheath that's gripping my dick. Then, pulling back on J-P's hip, I start to ream his beautiful velvet tunnel. After maybe ten amazing seconds, he's taken the whole thing, my pubic bone pressed tight against his arse. Having taken a moment to steady myself, I lift my leg up too.

"Okay!" I order, already breathing quite hard. "Stick it in!"

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Marcel

Wow! This is hot! I hadn't even realised that they did it like this! Moving in close, I start to work my way in, my cock steadily thrusting its way up Carsten's bum. Remembering his instructions, I stop with several centimetres still to go.

"Right!" I rasp, my mouth close to his ear. "I've left you plenty of space. Now do it!"

As good as his word, he immediately drives his hips back, impaling himself on my cock. A moment later, he thrusts forwards to fuck J-P's bum. On he goes, with sharp, staccato movements: In! Out! Forwards! Backwards! Holy Moley! The sensations are unbelievable, and I'm not even having to move!

More than two minutes have passed. Carsten hasn't slackened off for a moment. He's still totally going for it, his breathing hard but well under control.

"Oooohhhh" J-P squeals, suddenly disrupting the rhythm. "Ohhhhhh!"

Carsten's like he's just been hurled off the edge of a cliff.

"Oh fuck!" he gasps, instinctively thrusting in as hard as he can. "Ohhhh! I'm going to cum!"

I'm not quite there, but with Carsten's bum-hole grabbing at my cock, I just give it two hard thrusts, followed by an even harder final one. A moment later, my hot cream is spurting over and over into his bum. Quite abruptly, it's all over, and everything is peaceful again. The only sounds are those of birdsong and Carsten's laboured breathing. Fuck! That was wild!

After a few seconds, I carefully withdraw, my cock so sensitive, I can hardly bear to touch it. In front of me, Carsten's still lying on the grass, gasping like he just sprinted the length of the football pitch, the sweat pouring off him.

Unsurprisingly, his bum-hole's leaking profusely, my creamy semen trickling down over his thigh. After slowly pulling his cock out of J-P's bum, he gingerly gets to his feet, squatting down to expel the rest of my spunk.

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Carsten

"Are you okay?" Marcel asks, smiling.

"Yeah," I respond, wiping my bum. "I'd just never thought about how hard that was going to be!" Lifting my right arm, I sniff my pit. "Yeukk! I'll have to have a shower when we get back. I stink!"

"D'you think Lukas will have finished by now?"

"He should have. I'll go and check."

Heading back to where we left the others, I meet Lukas coming the other way. He looks very pleased with himself!

"Hi" I say, smiling. "You look like you had a good time. How did it go?"

"Wonderful!"

"So what did you do?"

"Everything!"

"He let you put your cock up his bum?" I query, raising an eyebrow.

"Yep!"

"Wow! I wouldn't mind having some of that!" I say, smiling. Suddenly, an unpleasant thought strikes me. "You didn't make him, did you?"

"Of course not!" Lukas responds, sounding horrified. "You know I wouldn't do that!"

Over the next couple of minutes, he explains how it all went down.

"It was quite funny, actually," he says finally. "When I was having my dry cum, he was really worried. He thought I'd had a heart attack or something! So after I'd explained what had happened, I sucked him off and gave him his first dry cum ever!"

"That's neat!" I tell him. "Are you guys ready to go?"

"Yeah!"

"Okay, you go back to Theo. We'll meet you there!"

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Marcel

With the sun beating down, we casually stroll back to the campground, Theo still with Lukas, me alongside J-P and Carsten. When we arrive, Mike's outside their motorhome. He's naked, and sitting on a lounger, reading.

"Hello, Daddy!" Theo calls.

"Hello!" Mike responds, looking up. He smiles warmly. "You seem to have made some new friends!"

"Yes, Daddy!"

Going around the group, Theo introduces him to J-P, Carsten and Lukas.

"And I see you've taken your clothes off!" Mike continues, beaming. "Was that your idea or theirs?"

"Well, Marcel told me I needed to take them off," Theo explains, considerably over-simplifying things. "Well, they were all naked, so I did. It's okay! Marcel's been looking after them for me."

I walk across to Mike's lounger.

"May I have a word with you, please?" I ask quietly, leaning over towards him.

"Of course!" he responds, smiling. "Come inside!" he adds, getting to his feet. "Don't go anywhere!" he instructs, addressing the other boys. "We won't be long!"

I follow Mike inside, sitting down opposite him on a very comfy settle. Sticking strictly to the facts, I quickly explain what really happened when Theo arrived at the lake.

"When I challenged him about having clothes on," I say quietly, looking the man right in the eye, "he told me that you hadn't told him that this was a naturist camp, and that he'd be expected to go around naked. Is that correct?"

"Yes," he confirms.

"Can you explain that?" I persist. "It does seem a bit odd."

"As you probably noticed," he responds, "Theo's not very robust, and because of the way he's been treated by some of the boys at school, he's also quite nervous. He hates being taken out of his comfort zone. Now I'd had good reports about this place. From what I heard, this seemed to be the type of environment where he'd be able to relax and be himself without other boys picking on him. That's why I wanted to bring him here. However, if I'd told him that he'd have to go around naked, he'd have whined, he'd have sulked; he'd have even burst into tears, insisting that he didn't want to come. So, I decided to drop him in the deep-end and hope for the best. I'm sorry if that caused a problem for you."

There's an awkward pause. I have absolutely no idea what to say now!

"This morning," Mike continues, coming to my rescue, "is the first time in several years that I've seen Theo hanging out with other boys and looking happy, so I really need to thank you for that. Now I can understand him agreeing to take off his shorts and t-shirt, but how did you get him out of his Speedos?"

"Well, he clearly didn't want to take them off," I explain, "but Lukas pointed out that we were all naked and that it was no big deal. So he took them off. But when he stood up again, he looked scared to death. I'm guessing you know why."

"He had an erection that he was totally embarrassed about. That's one of the main reasons he gets picked on at school."

"Well, Lukas stepped up again. He told Theo that it was natural, we all get them, and that he gets them all the time. Basically, they've stayed together ever since. Lukas and Carsten are German, but they lived in the US for a few years, so they speak English really well, much better than I do. I think that helped."

"So, let's see if I've got this right," Mike says, smiling. "Lukas is the boy that Theo was with when you got back here; the one with the wavy golden hair, and Carsten is the taller, blond one."

"Yes, that's right."

"I assume that it will be okay for Theo to carry on hanging out with you?"

"Yes, of course! J-P and I won't be there all the time because we have to work, but the other two will."

Making our way outside, Mike shakes hands with all the other boys, smiling, and thanking them for welcoming Theo into `our little gang'. After arranging to meet again by the lake, we go our separate ways, all of us heading to where our lunch will be.