Date: Wed, 25 Sep 2019 04:07:49 +0000 (UTC) From: Malcolm Nugent Subject: Nudist camp with dad Part 1 Nudist Camp with Dad This is a true story but what you read here is notnecessarily condoned by the author. It just happened that way about 50 years ago. I was raised nudist from birth -am 63 now - by both parents here in Europe. Mum was a home nudist only. At 10dad started taking me to male camps every summer until my late teens. They were sort of dad-son camps a bit like scouts with sports and other activities during the day. I soonmade friends with boys my age there and there were many more men than boys. The men, including dad's friends, made me feel welcome too. Dad would take me andother boys on his shoulders for chicken fights in the water and when we alltumbled the men would grope us under the water - just a few seconds but it wasfun.We also noticed when we tumbled that the men were rock hard under the water - they stayed in waist high water so others at the beach would not notice. Sometimes whe we tumbled close together we could feel their hard cocks against our bodies under the water. At nighttime, dad took me with him for drinks in gps behind campervans or tents in thesemi-dark. We kids would play nearby then climb up on laps when we got tiredlater at night. The men welcomed us on their laps and would pass us aroundabout every 10 mins while they chatted. They gently stroked us as they chatted,so that us boys had dry orgasms and wet ones when we were old enough to shoot.I was a bit scared the first time, but dad was next to me with another boy onhis lap and he told me it was ok. I came to really like it of course. That wasdone discreetly in public. At the endof the chats later at night, sometimes dad would take me with him and 1 or 2other men to one of their tents or campervans for what they called a "night cap" where other things happened. When I wentwith my dad and 1 or 2 other men to a campervan after the drinks outside, themen would have some more drinks and stand me up in front of them and touch meall over . They'd take it in turns sucking me. When i was 12 I was able toshoot and they swallowed me always saying how fresh and good my sperm tasted. Beforethat they would hold me tight when i had dry cums and my body shook. It feltamazing to shake and have them holding me so tight against them as i did. Theywould say to me:"good boy. Let it happen and feel good". They wouldsometimes kiss me on the mouth as I orgasmed and push their tongue inside whileanother man would kiss around my neck and another rim my ass --- it sent meinto overdrive - even though i didn't realise this until i was about 13 i guess.It dawned on me how much those men loved boys and wanted to make us feel good.So i looked forward very much to going to the camps with my dad. There was a sort of rule, Ilearned later, that u didn't take ass below 12 unless a dad really insisted. SoI was 12 and it happened after a lap chat around midnight in a cabin with mydad and 3 other men present. They made me feel good with sucking and kissingall over then spread me out on the floor face down on my stomach on a rug and ifelt a finger, then 2 fingers slide inside my ass with a lube which set my asson fire - made it really hot inside - it felt good but a bit scary too. Theydidn't tell me what they were going to do. Just dad had said I was gonna becomea man that night. They also slapped my ass cheeks as they inserted fingers andmoved them around inside. They commented on my "bubble butt- so firm, justready for it". Then therewas silence and one of the men, not my dad, positioned himself between my legswhich were spread, and i felt something bigger than 2 or 3 fingers push pastthe entrance - it was one of dad's buddies with a cut mushroom head cock. As hepushed he suddenly pulled me up on to all fours and grabbed my hips to hold mesteady as he pushed in further - it hurt like hell even with the firey lube. Hestroked several times right in and out and all the men said "yeahhhhh, ohyeahhhh" . I squirmed to pull away but the man penetrating me held my hipsfirm and pulled them back towards him so he could penetrate deep. They all justheld my body in place so I couldn't move and I felt balls banging against mybutt cheeks on each complete down stroke. Then his cock began to throb and hethrust it in really deep and i let out a scream. He held it there throbbing rightup inside my body and then I felt a flood of warm liquid into my firey ass ---that felt good and I could feel his cock pulsating as the warm liquid flowed.The men watching were jacking off and shot at the same time all over my back and onmy ass cheeks with a big "yeahhhhhhhh.. God yeahhhhhh - what a beautifulass -- fill it full". And that was it. They kissed me and cuddled me andtold me i was a man. Those allmale nudist camps were great places to bond across the ages. The bondingbetween me and the men made me feel so secure and confident in myself. I thankmy dad for that - and it changed my life. Still prefer male to female.