Camp
Naturiste
By
Pink Panther
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Chapter
Thirteen
Theo
As
soon as I've had lunch with Daddy, he covers me in sunscreen and I head back towards
the lake, taking a towel and the sunscreen with me. After the way things went
this morning, I'm so relaxed, I walk naked through the woods without my willy
getting hard.
When
I arrive at the lake, Lukas and Carsten are already there. They immediately
make room for me to spread my towel between theirs.
"D'you
need any sunscreen?" Carsten asks, smiling.
"Not
at the moment," I respond. "Daddy covered me in it before I came out."
"Make
sure you keep it topped up, especially on your boy-bits," he advises quietly,
giving me a knowing grin. "That's especially important for you with your dick
being cut. You wouldn't want it getting burnt!"
"Thanks!"
I acknowledge, smiling back. "Aren't Marcel and J-P here?"
"Not
yet! They shouldn't be long."
As
we stretch out on our towels, Carsten pays me lots of attention. It's obvious
that he likes me. I like him too! He's really nice, and he's got a beautiful
willy!
"This
afternoon," I ask, "will we be going to . . . , you
know the place we went this morning?"
"Nah!"
Carsten replies, smiling. "It's way too hot for us to go up there. Even under
the trees, it'll be scorching! In any case," he adds, lowering his voice,
"after this morning, I need to chill out for a while; recharge my batteries,
yeah?"
He's
looking me right in the eye like he's trying to make sure I've got the message.
I think I have. He does want to hook up with me like Lukas did, but this isn't
the time. I guess I'll just have to be patient.
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Theo
A
few minutes later, J-P and Marcel arrive. As they begin to lay out their
towels, Lukas moves so that he ends up lying next to Marcel. Meanwhile, J-P lies
down next to Carsten, on the opposite side from where I am.
That's
when things start to get a bit weird. Turning to face J-P, Carsten talks to him
in French, which I can't understand at all. Then after a minute or so, he turns
back to me and starts talking English again.
From
the look on his face, I'm guessing that J-P doesn't understand what he's saying. This continues for some time, with Carsten
turning one way to talk to J-P, then flipping onto his other side to chat with
me.
As
time goes on, J-P starts trying to get as much of Carsten's attention as he
can. Carsten doesn't seem to notice, and carries on chatting to both of us, but
I can see that J-P doesn't like it, which makes me feel pretty
uncomfortable.
After
a while, with the weather now really hot, we head into the lake for a
splash-about. Hanging out with Marcel and Lukas, I have a great time! I can't
remember the last time I felt as happy as this!
Meanwhile,
J-P is sticking to Carsten like somebody glued him there. I just let them get
on with it. As I can't speak French, I can't talk to J-P anyway.
About
five o'clock, we get our stuff together, and wander slowly back towards the
campground. I'm not surprised to see J-P walking right next to Carsten. I try
not to show it, but that hurts! I really like Carsten and I know he likes me.
But if J-P keeps acting like this, will we ever get the chance to hook up?
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Theo
When
we get back, I go for a shower before returning to the motorhome.
"Wonderful!"
Daddy says, beaming at me. "You've had a really good day, haven't you?!
"Yes,
Daddy!"
"Let's
go and lie down, and you can tell me all about it!"
We
snuggle up on the bed, with Daddy's arm around my shoulder. We often do this.
If my willy gets hard, which it often does, Daddy plays with it, and he lets me
play with his. I know people say it's wrong, but I like it! It makes me feel
safe.
"So,
tell me about this morning," he says, smiling.
Over
the next few minutes, I tell him all about what happened when I arrived at the
lake.
"Excellent!"
Daddy says, still beaming. "That's exactly what Marcel told me!" He turns
slightly, looking me right in the eye.
"After
you'd been to the lake, did you go anywhere else before you came back here?"
Not
knowing what to say, I hesitate.
"You
did, didn't you?" he goes on, still talking very gently. "Can you tell me where
you went?"
"We
went to this place where there are lots of trees and bushes."
"And
what did you do when you got there?"
"I
promised I wouldn't say."
"Oh,
you needn't worry about that!" he says, smiling. "You can tell me! You're not
going to be in trouble, and neither are the other boys!"
A
short time later, I've told him the whole story of what Lukas and I did
together.
"Well!"
he says, grinning and nuzzling my ear. "It sounds like you had a wonderful
time!"
"Yes,
Daddy!"
"Just
tell me one thing," he adds, looking right into my eyes again.
"Lukas
didn't make you do any of this, did he?"
"Oh
no, Daddy!" I say, surprised that he even asked me. "I wanted to do it!"
"Excellent!
That's what I thought. I just needed to be sure. So, while you were doing that,
what were the other three up to?"
"I'm
not really sure. Because of all the bushes, we couldn't actually see them. But
I'm pretty sure they were being naughty too!"
"Oh,
I don't think there's any doubt about it!" he says, grinning again. "So, what
happened this afternoon?"
Once
again, I start telling him the story.
"You
like Carsten then?" he queries, smiling at me.
"Oh
yes, Daddy! I think he's beautiful!"
"I
can't disagree with that!" he replies, his smile getting even broader. "And
would you like to do with him what you did with Lukas?" he asks, looking right
into my eyes.
Yes,
Daddy," I admit. "I don't know if it's going to happen though."
Without
waiting for him to ask, I tell him the next part, about how J-P started making
things awkward.
"It's
hardly a surprise," Daddy says, smiling again. "Three into two won't go! I'm
guessing that until you showed up, J-P had Carsten to himself. Now he doesn't,
so he sees you as `the competition'. He was almost bound to." He pauses for a
moment. "I wouldn't worry about it though," he goes on, giving me a knowing
look. "From what Marcel told me, he and J-P have to work some of the time,
looking after the campground, so you'll get opportunities!"
"Thanks,
Daddy!" I say excitedly.
I
glance down. Daddy's willy has gone rock hard! That's not a surprise either. Up
to now, Daddy and I have only messed around, but I know he likes boys,
especially ones a bit older than me.
"You
like Carsten too, don't you Daddy?"
"Of course I do!" he says, his smile wider than ever.
He
leans towards me.
"Don't
worry," he whispers, right into my ear. "In a couple of years, you'll be as
beautiful as he is!"
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Marcel
After
dinner, J-P and I make our way to the back of the old milking shed where we
meet up with Carsten and Lukas. We're immediately back to our usual pairings.
Although I loved what we did this morning, it feels so good to be with Lukas
again!
Lying
on the towel that Lukas has brought, we spend the next twenty minutes making up
for lost time. Kissing, fondling, sucking, licking; we do it all!
"Okay!"
I tell him. "Get on all-fours; I want to lick you out!"
I
totally go for it, pushing in as far as I can, but with my tongue starting to
ache. I'm forced to pull away. Reaching into his bag, Lukas passes me the K-Y. After
squeezing some onto my fingers, I carefully work it into his bum. Finally, I
let my fingers slide out.
"I
think we're ready!" I announce, squeezing out some more lube and smearing it
over my cock.
Immediately,
Lukas flips onto his back and pulls his legs up, holding his knees close to his
shoulders.
"Come
on, then!" he says, giving me his most beautiful smile, his well-lubed hole winking invitingly at me.
Kneeling
behind him, I shuffle in close, guiding my cock onto its target. We're used to
this now. I push, he relaxes, and it goes smoothly in. Within a few seconds,
he's taken the whole thing. After a brief pause, I get to work.
Having
settled into my rhythm, I look up. In front of me, J-P is bent over the
tree-trunk. Standing behind, Carsten is giving him a good, hard fucking. Oh
yes! I quickly switch my focus back to what I'm doing, pounding Lukas
even harder.
"Ohh! Ohh! Ohh!"
he gasps, his feet flailing uncontrollably, his bum-hole spasming around my
cock.
That's
all it takes. Tightening my grip on his thighs, I thrust right in, my hot teen
spunk spurting deep into his cute little bum. Still kneeling on the towel, I
look down at him. He looks so beautiful, his chest sexily rising and falling,
the smile on his face telling me that he enjoyed me fucking him as much as I
loved doing it. I'm as high as a kite. With
such a gorgeous boy, it simply can't get any better than that!