Camp Naturiste

By Pink Panther

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Chapter Six

Marcel

From the moment that Carsten and I lie down together, it's clear that we're not just on the same page; it goes way further than that! Stroking, fondling, kissing and sucking: he does it all, and he does it beautifully! He kisses better than anyone I've ever been with, and the touch of his fingers makes me tingle all over! He's amazing!

On a warm summer evening, with the sun beginning to set, being with a really beautiful, sexy boy is my idea of heaven! It just can't get any better than this!

Best of all, there's no rushing. We've got plenty of time, and neither of us is in any hurry to get off. Instead, we're enjoying the closeness, the feel of skin against skin, our hearts rhythmically thumping against each other.

When hard, Carsten's prong is about that same length as Noah's was – roughly 12cm long and straight as a ramrod – but much slimmer. It doesn't matter; it suits him perfectly! Resting my head on his stomach, I take it into my mouth, sucking it right down to the root. After savouring every square millimetre, I slide my lips back up, run my tongue over the small shiny head, and steadily work my way down again.

Slipping my hand between his thighs, I begin gently stroking my new friend's perineum. He moans with obvious pleasure in a way that leads me to suspect that he hasn't had this experience before. After a wonderful couple of minutes, I gently let him go.

Right at that moment, someone taps me on the shoulder. Looking up, I see it's J-P.

"May we borrow the lube?" he asks, grinning down at me.

Reaching into my bag, I fish it out.

"Don't use it all," I instruct him. "And bring it back when you've finished."

"Cool!" he acknowledges, before making his way back to where Lukas is waiting for him.

"What's happening?" Carsten asks.

"I think your brother's about to stick his cock up J-P's bum."

"Really?" he queries, grinning at me. "As far as I know, it'll be the first time he's done that. Of course, it won't be a proper fuck. Lukas can't cum yet."

"Having another boy's cock up there be a first for J-P too."

"You haven't fucked him then?"

"No chance! I'm way too big! I don't want to hurt him."

"Cool! You're a proper big brother!"

Without saying any more, we turn slightly to watch what they're up to.

Lying on his back, J-P has lifted his legs up. His hands are around his knees which he's holding close to his shoulders. Having coated his dick with K-Y, Lukas shuffles into position.

Lukas's prick is a little longer than J-P's, and a fraction thicker. Guiding it onto the younger boy's bum-hole, he pushes hard, his penis slowly disappearing up my brother's bum. Moments later, he begins to fuck, his cock thrusting, piston-like, in and out of the ten-year old's arse.

"Man, this is hot!" Carsten whispers.

"Yeah!" I respond, licking my lips, my eyes glued to the action.

For a few short minutes, Lukas continues his rhythmic thrusting. Then suddenly, he forces his cock in as deep as it will go, his whole body looking like it's gone rigid. A few seconds later, he slowly pulls out. After recovering his composure, he picks up the K-Y and brings it back.

"Your first time, yeah?" I ask, smiling.

"Yeah!" he confirms, his blue eyes sparkling brighter than ever.

"So how was it?"

"It was epic!" he declares, beaming at me. "But it'll be even better when I can cum! That's what Carsten says!"

"Yeah, it will!" I confirm. "But you'll just have to be patient. That happens when it happens."

He returns to J-P. Moments later, they're wrapped in each other's arms.

"That's so sweet!" Carsten whispers.

"Totally!" I agree. "They're really good together." I pause for a moment. "Carsten," I ask. "How come you guys speak French so well? It's not just you; Lukas does too."

"Until I was six, we lived in Strasbourg," he explains. "Dad was teaching at the university there. We always spoke German at home, but everywhere else we went, we had to speak French. So we grew up speaking both."

"Cool!" I breathe, smiling at him. I take a deep breath. "Well," I whisper. "Your little brother has just fucked my little brother, so how about I fuck you?"

There's an awkward pause.

"Yeah, okay," he says eventually, sounding a little hesitant. "But take your time putting it in. It's been a while since I took it up my butt."

"Oh, right!" I respond, my interest suddenly piqued. "So who was that with?"

There's another pause.

"D'you promise not to tell anyone?" he demands, looking me right in the eye.

"Of course!"

"Our football coach."

"Really?" I question, raising my eyebrows. "So how old is he?"

"Twenty-seven. I know it's a bit messed up, but Jurgen's really nice and great fun to be with. And the sex was amazing! He never made me do anything; he didn't have to. He knew exactly how to get me going!"

"So why did it stop?"

"Just after Easter, he moved onto Lukas."

"Wow! That must have a bit awkward!"

"It sort of was, except that I knew it was coming. And Lukas and I still have each other, of course. Lukas is very happy. He really likes older guys!"

"Does Jurgen have a big cock?"

"Big enough, about the same as yours, actually. His is a bit thicker, but yours is longer."

"Oh, right!"

"So how are we doing this?" he asks.

"Will you get on all-fours for me?"

"You want to fuck me from behind? Sure!"

He gets down onto all-fours, his knees well apart. I suck in air. His arse is just as beautiful as the rest of him!

Kneeling between his legs, I squeeze some lube onto my fingers, then start to work first one, then two into his bum. Within a couple of minutes, they're sliding smoothly, so I gently pull them out.

"Push your bum back," I instruct, adjusting his position so that in profile, his legs and body make a sort of Z-shape.

"Now hold it right there," I tell him, slathering more K-Y over my dick.

Shuffling forwards slightly, I find myself lined up perfectly. Taking a deep breath, I force the head of my cock through his anal ring.

"Oooooh!" he gasps.

"Just relax," I say soothingly.

After allowing time for him to get used to me being there, I hold him around the tops of his thighs and begin to push steadily forwards, enjoying every nuance of the velvety tightness that's surrounding my dick. Finally, he's got the whole thing, all 17cm of it.

"Are you ready for this?" I ask.

"Yeah!"

Taking another deep breath, I pull well back so that no more than 5cm is still inside. Finally, I start to fuck him with long, powerful thrusts. It's glorious, the sensations quite indescribable. After twelve months without anything, here I am, fucking one of the horniest, most beautiful boys I've ever met!

In front of me, Carsten is moaning and whimpering, the sound spurring me on even more. Two minutes pass, maybe three. Feeling my orgasm starting to build, I reach down, taking hold of my younger friend's throbbing prick.

Within seconds, it comes to life in my hand. As I expected, he doesn't cum as much as Noah did, little jets of watery boy-juice squirting through my fingers and onto the ground. At the same moment, his bum-hole goes into spasm around my cock. The effect is inevitable.

"Oh fuck!" I rasp, my breathing harsh and irregular. "I'm going to cum!"

Instinctively, I thrust my dick right in. It jerks wildly, my hot teen spunk spurting deep into Carsten's bum like it's never going to stop.

Then quite abruptly, it's all over. A few seconds later, I carefully pull out. Pushing himself up onto his feet, Carsten squats down on his haunches, allowing my semen to run out. Reaching into my bag, I pass him a couple of tissues.

"You're like Jurgen when you fuck," Carsten says quietly, wiping his bum. "You both make lots of spunk!"

It's time to go back. We arrive at the campground with a little time to spare.

"There is one other thing we'd like to show you," I say, leading the way to the path by the old milking shed. "It won't take long."

A minute later, we emerge onto the grassy area at the rear.

"Very convenient!" Carsten says, smiling. "Did you find this?"

"No," I admit. "The first boy that I hooked up with found it, and he showed me."

"And how old were you both?"

"I was eleven; he was thirteen."

"Now let me guess; he took your cherry right here, with you draped over this log!"

"Yes," I concede. "That's exactly what happened!"

0 o 0 o 0 o 0

Jean-Pierre

Marcel usually comes to bed at least an hour after me. Not tonight though. After working all day and the excitement of this evening, we're both really tired. By five past nine, we're snuggled up on our bed.

"You fucked Carsten really hard!" I whisper. "I loved watching you!"

"Yeah! He's got a beautiful arse! What about you? Did you enjoy having Lukas's cock up your bum?"

"Yeah, it was great!"

"So how did it happen?" he queries. "Did he just ask you?"

"Not exactly. First, he asked me if you stuck your dick up there. I told him you didn't; you just fingered me. Then he asked me if he could do it. Well, his dick isn't much bigger than your finger, so I said yes."

"And that was when you came to ask me if you could borrow the lube?"

"Yeah!"

"And you were definitely okay with having his cock inside you?"

"Yeah, I told you!"

"So you'd be happy to do it again?"

"Yeah, totally!" I assure him.

"That's okay then," he concedes. "I just wanted to be sure."

"You could put your dick up there if you wanted to!" I say, snuggling right up to him. "Shoot your spunk into me like you did with Carsten!"

"That's not going to happen," he says, quietly but firmly. "I'm too big. I'd hurt you."

I know he's right, but I'm disappointed. I don't want to stop at taking Lukas's thing! It doesn't matter though. If Marcel won't do it, I'm pretty sure I know who will!