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Innocence Lost - 14
by Tim S. (no address provided)

***

The continuation of my "Innocence Lost" storyline, where 
I go on a camping trip with many men and boys. Carnality 
ensues. (MMm, ped, oral, anal, orgy)

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PART 14: Camping Trip 1

I decided that the original story line was getting a bit 
large and unwieldy, so I decided to put the camping trip 
as its own section to make it more reader friendly. I 
hope that this was the correct decision. Only time will 
tell. But here it is, in all of its' glory, my camping 
trip with Bear. This picks up where Chapter 13 of 
"Innocence Lost" left off. I hope that you enjoy reading 
about this part of my childhood as I had living it.

Monday

We all piled into the vehicles laden down with tons of 
camping gear and drove in caravan to the site. It took 
us about twenty minutes to get there, which gave me a 
better idea of how large Bear's property was. When we 
arrived I immediately noticed the small lake. Well, 
maybe it was more of a large pond, but either way, it 
was a nice place to camp. We unloaded the gear and Bear 
looked at his watch, giving a start. 

"Shit, the toilets are going to be here soon. I gotta 
head back to the house so I can show them how to get 
back here. You guys be good. And remember to keep your 
damn clothes on until I get back!" And with that he 
jumped in his truck and drove off. We all just kind of 
looked at each other and shrugged. Finally Bob took 
over, since he was the only adult here who'd actually 
been to one of these things. We started to move the gear 
to where it should be and erected a large tarp. 

"This is where the council sets up." he told us. When I 
questioned what the hell the council was, he just 
shrugged and told me that I'd find out soon enough. Tony 
was invaluable in helping us. He was easily the 
strongest one present and when he partially violated 
Bear's rules by shedding his shirt, his bulging muscles 
gave us enough eye candy to keep us interested in 
continuing the work. At least for the most part. 

I kept staring at his happy trail to where it 
disappeared into his pants, knowing exactly where it 
lead to. I wanted some more of his thick sausage, but 
Bear had told us to be good and I intended to not 
violate any more of his directives. About an hour later, 
we saw some vehicles approaching. It was Bear with the 
truck holding six Port-a-Johns, another with a large 
dumpster strapped to it and a few others with rowboats 
in the back of them. We all helped unload all of the 
equipment and after Bear paid off the men and ensured 
that they knew the way out he gathered us together.

"Got lucky," he said. "The trash guy was early and the 
crapper guys were late, so I got to bring them all out 
here at the same time. So that should be it. No one else 
will be headed back here except for fellow campers. You 
know what that mean?" And before any of us had a chance 
to answer, he was stripping off his clothes until he was 
completely nude. "A lot cooler working this way, I find. 
How about you guys?" We all just exchanged a quick 
glance at each other and quickly followed suit. 

Bob and Jimmy's mouths fell open when they got a good, 
real life look at Tony's prick. He just gave them a 
smile and put his clothes into his vehicle. "Of course 
that means that we'll have to put on sun tan lotion. 
Wouldn't want anyone's good parts to burn, now would 
we?" He produced a large bottle and we all took turns 
putting it on one another. I loved smearing Tony's body 
with it. It make his muscles bulge out more when he was 
all shiny and oiled up. 

I also found it funny about how when it came to applying 
it to the genital area, the more we put on, the more we 
had to put on. (You know, due to the swelling of the 
area caused by our ministrations. Okay, maybe you had to 
be there, but when I said it to the others, they all 
laughed.) We all went about our work and were soon 
joined by Vance as well. When he stripped down, I was 
right there with the bottle of lotion, offering to apply 
it to his body. 

I kept looking from him to Tony and back as they worked, 
comparing their nude, muscular bodies. My prick kept 
getting hard from thinking about these two bulging men 
sandwiching me. Oh, god, what a thought. Yeah, so? I'm 
into muscular body-building types. Got a problem with 
it? I'm sorry, but when I think of those two I am 
reminded of sculptures and paintings of Greek gods and 
also the way the athletes from that time are supposed to 
have looked. It's my favorite time in history and that 
is just one reason why. I just wish that I could look 
even half as good. 

Anyway, by midday the camp was set up with a large tent 
for a kitchen area, the tarp for the council and 
another, larger one for the meeting area with a small 
"stage" underneath, a volleyball net, as well as the two 
tents for Bob and Jimmy and Bear and I. Vance even set 
up a tent for himself. 

Apparently, since he was on the council, by way of the 
fact that he helped pay for all of this (the Port-a-
Johns and such) he got to stay even though he had no 
son. His money also paid for the cleanup and food/water 
that was consumed by the large group which was brought 
in by daily deliveries from Dr. Joe, who also came 
everyday to check up on the group and tend to any 
injuries/illnesses that might crop up. Bear said that 
this was usually when he would head out, since he never 
stayed long enough for all of the campers to show up. 

He told me that for the first camp out he was a member 
of the council, since he provided the land that they 
used and was allowed to stay, but it proved to be 
nothing but a tease for him, so he resigned his seat. 
Since then he always left after the set up was complete. 

"But this year is different," he said with pride and 
with just a bit of a tear in his eye, "this year I get 
to stay and join in the festivities. And that's all 
thanks to you, Timmy." He grabbed me and hugged me tight 
whispering, "My son." He broke off the hug and shouted 
to the group, "Who's up for some skinny dipping?" 

Everyone started running for the water, penises flopping 
everywhere as they ran. We all splashed around and 
played in the water for about an hour, running our wet, 
naked bodies all over each other. I learned something 
new since this was my first time ever swimming in the 
nude. Genitals float. This was new territory and I 
enjoyed the feeling of them swishing around in the water 
and my hard cock acting like a ship's rudder when I 
swam. Sadly, before long Vance informed Tony that it was 
time for him to go, since the others would be showing up 
soon. 

I wished that Tony couldn't stay with us, but rules are 
rules. They were kind enough to give us enough time for 
Tony to overflow my mouth again with his load, which I 
of course (begrudgingly) shared with Jimmy. He, too, was 
amazed but the thickness and sheer volume of Tony's 
seed. We swapped the chunks around between each other a 
few times before Tony got dressed and headed out. 

A short while later, the other men and boys started to 
show. It was funny to watch them all park, get out of 
their vehicles and then they all did the same thing... 
they all stripped naked. All of them. And before long 
there were over fifty men and boys running around naked 
and hugging each other in greeting. All of these men 
seemed to know one another and I was feeling a bit left 
out.

Sure, there were a few faces (or should I say penises) 
that I recognized, but on the whole most of these people 
were foreign to me. Bear noticed this and took great 
pride in escorting me around and introducing me to all 
of the men that he knew. This still left a large part of 
the group out, but Bear assured me that before the week 
was over, I'd know them all pretty well. They all were 
going about, setting up their tents and doing whatever 
to be ready for the first council meeting that took part 
at about three o'clock. 

When it was time, everyone gathered by the council table 
and we had our first of what would be almost daily 
meetings. During these times they group would go over 
the day's meal plan, the scheduled events and whatever 
else needed to be addressed. Vance sat up at the large 
table along with four other men that I did not know and 
called the meeting to order. 

"I'm glad to see that so many were able to show up this 
year. I believe that this is our largest group to date 
and I hope that we can all relax and have a fun time 
without any issues arising this year. Most of you know 
me already, but for those who don't, my name is Vance 
and I have been chosen to head up the council for this 
year. Please remember, no last names are used during the 
retreat." He then introduced the other members of the 
council and Dr. Joe "who would be by every morning for 
checkups and to tend to any other medical problems that 
might arise." 

He pointed out a few more things, such as the location 
of the bathrooms and the proper way to dispose of 
"potentially inappropriate trash" before continuing. 
"Now, for our first order of business, as usual, we have 
to tag all of the boys. I hope you all remember the 
rules, but for those of you who don't, or for any new 
families out there, let me explain them to you. We have 
three groups of tags. The first are red tags. These are 
for the young ones, or the restricted ones. 

"Remember, red for restricted. These boys are off 
limits, except for by the permission of their fathers. 
If you are caught with a red tagged boy without 
permission, you will be excluded from our group. And 
please remember that we have pictures of all of you 
doing illegal acts with children, so if you attempt any 
kind of blackmail against the group, we will expose you 
as well. Also, you have all signed the appropriate 
secrecy clauses and would be severely sued for 
defamation of this group's character. So remember, 
secrecy is of the utmost importance. 

"Second is white tagged boys. These boys are available 
for coupling, but some restrictions still apply. These 
restrictions will be noted on each boy's tag and range 
from no anal, to no internal orgasms, to needing 
father's permission first. Again, violations of these 
restrictions will result in a forced ejection from any 
further activities. Last are the blue boys. These are 
usually for the older boys and have no restrictions 
whatsoever. 

"The general age groups are sixteen and older for blue, 
twelve to sixteen for white and well, this year we had 
to expand the young ones age group since we have the 
youngest boy ever joining us, so it is now five- yes, 
you heard that right, five to twelve (there was a small 
murmur amongst the group about this and a few of them 
pointed to me). Remember, gentlemen, this is just a 
guideline and if you can prove that your son can fit in 
well and tolerate an older age group, you may feel free 
to petition the council for an exception. 

"These will be considered on a case by case basis, and 
may require proof of your son's ability to run with the 
big dogs, so to speak. If you intend to do this, please 
have your son remain seated while we call up the age 
groups for introductions. First, I think we'll start 
with the older boys. So anyone sixteen and over, please 
step up here with your fathers and introduce yourselves 
to the group." 

Several of the families got up, lined up on the little 
stage and introduced themselves. Each of these boys was 
given a red bracelet after they introduced themselves. 
Most of these boys were in the earlier stages of puberty 
and were starting to grow pubic hair. A lot of them had 
obviously chosen (or were forced to) shave theirs. When 
they walked off, the next group was called up and with 
their introductions, their restrictions were also made 
public. 

They all got their white bracelets and walked off. These 
boys were in various stages of development- some having 
started puberty early, others, not quite so much. I 
noticed that not many boys had stayed seated for the 
previous groups, or the older one who had stayed were 
now in the white group. I guess their fathers weren't 
quite ready to let them run free yet.

"And I am pleased to say that our largest group this 
year is the young ones, so if they all wouldn't mind 
coming up on stage and introducing themselves..." Vance 
announced. I got up to go, but Bear told me to hold 
back, so I sat back down and watched as the youngest 
boys lined up on stage and introduced themselves. Most 
of them seemed a bit nervous and I clapped when Jimmy 
introduced himself. 

These boys all seemed to be about Jimmy's age, making me 
the youngest by about three years. Finally, after they 
all received their red bracelets, Vance called for 
anyone who still needed to be classified. There were 
only three of us. One thirteen year old who's father 
wanted him to be red, on ten year old who's father 
wanted him to be white and myself. The others were 
granted their appropriate bands and then it was my turn. 

"So, Bear, you want Timmy to be white on his first trip 
with us?" Vance asked. "I think that we can do that."

"No," Bear answered, "I want Timmy to be blue. And you 
know he deserves to be." The four other guys reacted 
with shock, but Vance seemed only mildly surprised.

"Are you sure, Bear? There's a lot of men that you don't 
know here. Hell, many of them I don't even know. Are you 
sure that you want to trust them to not take advantage 
of Timmy?"

"So this is the Timmy I've heard so much about?" one of 
the council members asked.

"Come on, Vance. You know Timmy's mature enough to take 
care of himself, and- and don't you think enough men 
have already taken advantage of him. You know the kid's 
up for anything." Vance seemed to consider this for a 
moment and then turned to the other council members.

"Gentlemen, I can vouch for this one. I've seen him do 
remarkable things already and I think that if we try to 
restrict his activities, he'll find ways of getting 
around them." The other men eyed me a bit. Then one of 
them said,

"Is this the one in Frank's fisting movie? The one that 
fucked the dog?"

Bear proudly answered "Yes, sir." After a few seconds 
another member chimed in, "And he's the one who got 
double penetrated by both you and Vance?"

"The one and only, sir." A few surprised looks among the 
other council members.

"Timmy, what would you like to do? Would you like to be 
open and available for sex by each and every man here? 
Or would you prefer for Bear to pick and choose men for 
you?" I was asked. I looked up to Bear and he told me to 
answer them honestly.

"I would like to fuck everyone, if my daddy says it's 
alright for me to." I responded a bit uncertainly, 
looking back up to Bear. 

"Anything you want, son. I want you to have as much fun 
as possible this week." I looked back at the council 
members and told them, this time with more confidence,

"I want to fuck and suck every single person here." They 
were taken aback. They grouped together and kind of 
mumbled to each other before getting back to their 
seats. 

"Fine. Your request has been unanimously approved. You 
can be a blue boy." Vance said with a small smile on his 
face. "But, it is with the one condition that you allow 
Frank to use you for a little demonstration later this 
week. Agreed?" Bear and I agreed at the same time. Vance 
snapped my blue bracelet on and we turned around so that 
Bear could introduce us.

"I'm Bear, and this is my son, Timmy. He just turned 
five years old this month and he has been granted blue 
status." There were a few gasps in the audience and a 
large round of applause from the group. Several of the 
men had look on their faces that said, "Well, I know 
what I'm doing this week." I was smiling from ear to ear 
and blushing. I could tell that Bear was beaming. We 
stepped down from the stage and took our seats. Vance 
ran down a few more basics and a tentative schedule for 
the trip. 

After that he announced in a very cheerful voice that 
"the games can now begin." This was met with some more 
applause and the crowd broke up into smaller groups to 
chat. Several men came up to talk to Bear. I was 
introduced to all of them immediately by Bear. Please 
don't ask me to recall their names, I can't remember 
most of them. I also met their boys. 

Apparently the men had come over to make plans with Bear 
for some "sharing time," but Bear informed all of them 
that since I had blue boy status, it was entirely up to 
e as to when, where, how and with whom I spent my time. 
Some men were happy with this, others less so. Many of 
the teenage boys even came over to talk to me, even if 
their father's didn't and all commented that it was "so 
cool" that someone as young as me was a blue boy. 

Many of them expressed a strong desire to spend time 
with me, but I told all of them that for right now, I 
just wanted to look around and have some fun, since this 
was my first time doing any of this. They were all okay 
with that and told me that they'd "see me later" with a 
little wink or sly nod. After all of this was over, I 
turned to Bear and asked him what we should do now.

"Whatever you want to, son." he responded as he swept me 
off of my feet and held me.

"Well, what is there to do here?" He took me over to the 
daily schedule and we looked it over.

"There isn't much scheduled for today, with it being the 
first day and all. Most of the time, people finish 
setting up their tents and stuff until dinner. Then, 
after dinner we have a bonfire for the official 
"catching up" session. Everybody talks about the past 
year and their son's accomplishments and the new guys 
tell us a little bit about themselves, their sons and 
how they ended up as part of the group. We roast 
marshmallows and stuff, but that's about it. Since our 
tent is all set up, we can do whatever we want to. So, 
what's your pleasure?"

"Well, to be honest, I kind of made a promise to myself 
to thank Dr. Joe for being so kind to me with all of the 
special medicines and stuff that he's been doing for us. 
So could I go over and thank him?"

"You're gonna fuck him, aren't you?" he asked coyly.

"Only if it's alright with you, Bear." I quickly 
responded, thinking that I might already be getting 
myself into trouble.

"Son, you are a blue boy, remember? I fought for you to 
get that status. You go right ahead and fuck anyone that 
you want to this week. Have fun. I'll still be here. So 
long as you always come back to me, you can go wherever 
you'd like." he gave me a nice kiss and a big "Bear" hug 
before letting me go with a playful spank on my ass. I 
ran across the field to try and catch Dr. Joe before he 
got into his car. 

"Dr. Joe! Dr. Joe!" I yelled as I got close. He stopped 
before he got into his car. Then he turned to see who 
was calling him and his expression brightened when he 
saw that it was me.

"Well, hey, Timmy. How are you doing?"

"Just good, sir, real good. And you?"

"I'm fine, Timmy. Thanks for asking. Is there something 
I can do for you? Are you feeling alright?"

"Oh, yes sir. I just wanted to say thank you for all of 
the gifts that you've given to Bear since we met 
to...help us out."

"Well, you're quite welcome. Aren't you nice? I trust 
that everything went alright last night then?"

"Yes, sir."

"And you're not feeling any bad effects from 
everything?"

"Nope."

"Well, that's good. Was there anything else that I could 
do for you?" he asked.

"Well, sir, um, well, I was really, um, hoping that I 
could, um, well- you know." Apparently, he didn't. 
"Well, I was, well, what I mean to say is, um, well, I 
wanted to do more than just say thank you. If that's 
okay with you." It took him a second until he finally 
caught on.

"Oh...OH! Oh, you wanted to- oh, oh, yeah, of course. 
Sure. Um, but I'm not a member of the camp out, Timmy. 
I'm not supposed to..."

"Well," I said, almost defiantly, "I'm a blue boy and 
Bear said that I could be with anyone here this week. 
And right now you're here, and I want to thank you... a 
lot."

"That's right. You are a blue boy. You get the same 
privileges as the older boys. Sorry, I forgot. No one 
your age has ever been given that opportunity. Um, but I 
don't have a tent to use for privacy."

"What about your car? Can we use that?"

"You know what, Timmy? Yes we can. Let me unlock the 
other door for you." He walked around to the other side 
of the car, unlocked my door and held it open for me 
until I got in. Then he closed it and got in on the 
other side. "So, what did you want to do?"

"Well, I thought that the least that I could do would be 
to suck your cock, and if you want to do anything else, 
that I'd be willing."

"You got it, Timmy." With that he unbuttoned and 
unzipped his pants. His erection was still growing and I 
dropped straight down on that sucker without uttering 
another word. He moaned his appreciation.

"Damn, Timmy, that feels good. Oh, god, yes, I needed 
this. Ah. Boy, you sure are good at this. Fuck, yes. I 
wish I had one of you for my own. Shit! My wife doesn't 
do this for me, and goddamn it, I've really needed a 
good blowjob." I really needed no encouragement. I 
already knew that I was going to give him all that I 
could to show him my full appreciation. But, I've got to 
admit it, his words helped. They spurred me on to new 
levels of what I had intended to do for, or should I 
say, to him. 

I jumped up on my hands and knees on the front bench 
seat of his large car, you know the type that they made 
in the late seventies that a doctor would own before 
everything went compact and more gas efficient. This 
allowed me a better angle of attack on his meat. I 
swirled my head as I went down and up on it, savouring 
the taste of the copious pre come that oozed from it. 

He placed his left hand on the back of my head and added 
some pressure, making me take him even deeper. His right 
hand headed its way to my backside and found the butt 
plug inserted there. He twisted and teased it around as 
I did the same to his manhood. He reached down and 
started playing with my balls, pulling and twisting them 
in his hand. It hurt a bit, but I was willing to let it 
slide. 

Finally he reached back up to pull the plug from my 
backside. It popped out and he let it drop so that he 
could shove three and then four fingers into me. He 
twisted them around as best as he could in this 
position, then moved back to my balls and even stroked 
my hard pecker. "Can I fuck you, Timmy? Please let me 
fuck you. I want to feel your ass wrapped around my 
cock. Please!"

I let his prick slide from my lips and pushed back 
against his hand, saying "I thought you'd never ask." I 
slid up onto his lap and forced his tool inside my hole. 
It was still well lubed from Tony earlier when he had 
pressed the bottle almost in my hole and practically 
emptied it. And yes, I was grateful as he had said that 
I would be. I slid all of the way down on Dr. Joe's 
member and started bumping and grinding up against him 
so well that a professional stripper would be jealous. 
We kissed as I faced him and every time that he would 
try to take over and pound into me, I would stop until 
he subsided before restarting my lap dance. 

I wanted it to last. I wanted Dr. Joe to remember it for 
a long time. And I wanted to make sure that he knew how 
extremely grateful I was for him. After a little bit, he 
asked me to turn around. I rotated my body so that now I 
was facing the steering wheel and used it for added 
leverage. He moaned loudly while I twisted and it gave 
me a thought for something new to try later on when I 
had the space to spin around fully. I leaned my back 
against his chest and when continued kissing while I 
writhed like a snake up against him. 

He still had his pants on and his zipper was starting to 
rub my hole a bit raw, giving added sensations that I 
had never experienced before. He wasn't going to last 
much longer as his breathing was getting heavy and 
ragged, so I let him take over the next time that he 
tried. It didn't work to well because, although he 
vehicle had lots of interior space, it was still a car. 
He started to get frustrated by this until finally, in a 
fit of raw lust, he opened the door and carried me out 
while keeping himself inside of me and threw me over the 
hood, pounding me doggie style. 

I was so high up that my feet didn't touch the ground. 
He pressed up against me and fucked me fast and hard 
forcing my groin to smack repeatedly into his front 
quarter panel. It was very warm up against my prick and 
I was leaving snail trails from the fluids leaking from 
it. 

His thrusts were reaching a fevered pitch and he was 
sweating profusely. At one point I looked up and noticed 
that we had become a peep show. A small crowd of men and 
their sons had lined up on both sides of the vehicle and 
were watching all of this with obvious interest. Most of 
them were hard and throbbing. 

"They're watching us." I said softly to Dr. Joe and he 
glanced up to see. His thrusts picked up in speed and 
force immediately. Apparently, he liked the idea of 
being one of the stars of this show. About ten thrusts 
after that, he slammed it into me with all of the force 
he could muster and let go with his torrent of ball 
juice, being the first to fill me this week. He groaned 
loudly and let it shoot into me over and over, arching 
his back in the process. He remained like that even 
after it was over. 

I could hear a smattering of applause coming from those 
assembled. I looked up, smiled and gave a little wave to 
them. Finally, Dr. Joe backed off a bit and slid out 
from inside of me, letting me finally drop to the 
ground. He spun me around and embraced me, thanking me 
over and over again.

"No, sir, don't thank me. Thank you for everything you 
do for Bear and I."

"You're welcome." he finally said. "But I've got to get 
home. My wife will start to wonder where I am. You know, 
I'll be back tomorrow and, well, I know I'm not 
officially a part of the group, but..."

"I'll be waiting for you. And every day after that, if 
that's okay with you." 

"I'll look forward to it." He zipped up and after seeing 
the slimy marks on his car made some comment about 
having to wash it on the way home before he got in, 
rolled down the window to hand me my butt plug and 
pulled away. 

By now, most of the onlookers had dissipated, but a few 
were still lingering and looking at me. I smiled at them 
and headed for the lake to wash the sweat and cum from 
my body. Two twin teenage boys and a man that I 
recognized as their father followed me. I stepped into 
the warm water and let it rinse my skin, sitting down in 
an area just deep enough to keep my head and shoulders 
out of the water. The boys sat on either side of me and 
their father sat in to my front.

"Timmy, right?" he asked.

"Yes, sir." I said as I extended my hand. He shook it 
and introduced me to his sons Barry and Larry, whose 
hands I shook as well.

"My name is David. It's a pleasure to meet you. That was 
quite a show you put on there."

"That?" I said nonchalantly. "I was just saying thank 
you to Dr. Joe for being so nice to Bear and I."

"Thank you? Really? Wow. Hopefully you'll have reason to 
thank me someday." he said with a smile. "My boys here 
were hoping to get to know you a bit better. We've never 
seen someone as young as you at one of these things 
before."

"I know. I'm the youngest." 

"So I've heard, and your dad got them to let you be a 
blue boy, too. Impressive. So that means you can be with 
anyone, anytime you'd like, right?"

"Yes, sir. Why? Is there something you want to ask me?" 
He tried to answer, but I guess the words got stuck in 
his throat.

"Well, I wanted to see if you would let us fuck you." It 
was Barry who chimed in.

"All of you? Right now?"

"Well, yes. Not necessarily right now, mind you. But, 
maybe sometime this week, if you'd like." Larry said.

"Sure, why wouldn't I? I mean, I've not said no to 
anyone I've been with so far. But why me?" David fielded 
this question.

"Well, it's really the first time we've come to one of 
these before. The boys and I have been doing it for some 
time now, but only with each other. The boys wanted to 
try to double penetrate someone and I can't do it due 
to...medical issues."

"And we heard that you've done it before with several 
men." added Barry. I looked at him and before I could 
pose the question, Larry answered it.

"Dad saw a copy of one of the movies you were in. He 
bought it from Frank." So now apparently I was a 
professional porn star. Of course, I wasn't getting paid 
for it, but hey, I kind of liked the fact that men were 
paying good money to watch me get fucked. Don't ask me 
why but it kind of stroked my ego a bit. "We didn't get 
to see it- at least not yet. Anyway..."

"Anyway, I told them about it and I thought that it was 
you when I saw you on the stage, but I wasn't sure." 
David said, taking over. "I asked around and several of 
the men here had seen both of your movies and had 
actually been with you before. They were all real 
excited to see you here and to see that you got a blue 
wristband. So I went and told the boys about it." 

"And when we saw you with- Dr. Joe you called him? My 
brother and I decided that you were the right one for 
the job, so to speak." added Larry.

"If you are interested." said Barry. To be honest I was 
having a hard time keeping up with how they kept 
changing exactly who I was supposed to be conversing 
with. It was like watching a tennis match. But I got the 
gist of it and was considering their request when David 
spoke up again.

"Look, I've heard that you are partial to smoking 
marijuana and the boys made a few batches of brownies 
laced with it, you know, if you'd like some."

"Laced?"

"We mixed it in with the batter." Larry explained.

"You know, special brownies." Barry said.

"Oh, special brownies," I suddenly grasped the concept. 
"I like special snacks." I added with a big smile.

"Well, whenever you're ready, feel free to stop by our 
tent. It's the one with the peace sign on it," David 
said. 

When I looked confused, Barry got out and drew an 
example in the sand for me to see it. Larry sweetened 
the deal with their fresh bottle of poppers if I needed 
that, too. I told them that I would think about it, but 
I didn't really see why not. I liked being DPed when the 
others did it to me. And since I really liked special 
snacks and poppers, well, it was almost too good an 
offer to refuse. Satisfied with that response, they all 
walked off together, waving at me as they left.

"Hope to see you soon!" David said. I continued to sit 
in the water for a while, watching the activity going on 
at the camp as everyone finalized their temporary 
lodgings for the week. Eventually Bear came down and sat 
in the water next to me. I crawled into his lap and he 
held me.

"Something wrong, Timmy?" he asked tenderly.

"Well, no, not really. Just thinking."

"About what? You're supposed to be here having fun with 
all of the men and boys up there. I heard about the show 
you put on with Dr. Joe. Sounds like you both had a good 
time."

"Oh, I did. He fucked me good."

"So what's wrong then?"

"Well, after Dr. Joe left I came here to rinse off and a 
man and his sons came to talk to me."

"About what?" Now, he probably had a damn good idea 
about what we talked about, but he was definitely slow 
playing his hand here.

"Well, they asked if they could fuck me."

"And?"

"And I'm not sure that I should."

"Why not?"

"Well, because I'm your son and I barely know them and- 
and I don't want to hurt you." I said almost sadly. I 
was feeling a bit guilty. Almost like if I did go and 
entertain them that it would be like cheating on Bear. I 
didn't know that expression back then, but that was 
exactly how I was feeling. I hung my head almost in 
shame.

"Are you kidding me? With all of the other men you've 
been with, you think that being with three more would 
hurt me?" His words almost hurt me, like I was a slut 
and he didn't care if I slept with every single swinging 
dick up there.

"But you always gave me permission first and you were 
always there with me. I don't want to hurt you, Bear." 
He took my head in his hands and turned it so that he 
could look me straight in the eye.

"Timmy. It would hurt me more if you decided to not have 
fun with anyone you wanted. I brought you here and got 
that blue wristband for you because I want you to fuck 
whomever you want to. Understand, Timmy, that I love 
you, both as a father and as a lover, but I also know 
that you are the kind of person who can't be tied down."

"But I like it when you tie me down!" I interrupted.

"Yes, I know you do, but that's not what I meant." he 
said with a little laugh. " I mean that you need more 
than me to be happy. That's why I brought you here. To 
have fun. To experiment. Go ahead. Fuck them all if you 
want to. I know you probably will. You need to. It's in 
your nature. And I love watching you fuck everyone. You 
always look so happy when you're getting fucked. So do 
it. Go hog wild. Have fun. 

"Just remember that I love you and I will always be 
there for you and I will wait forever for you to come 
back to me. There's an old saying that goes, ‘If you 
love something set it free. If it comes back to you, it 
will be yours forever, but if it doesn't, it was never 
meant to be.' Do you get what I'm saying to you?"

"I think you mean that to make you happy and to show you 
that I love you, then I have to go and fuck everyone?"

"Only if you want to. But yes, that's it exactly. Fuck 
as much as you want. Fuck whomever you want. But just 
come back to me afterwards and I'll know that you love 
me." It was a weird logic, I'll admit, but it did make 
me feel better. "So what are you going to do?"

"I think that I'm going to go let them fuck me."

"Great! Sounds like a plan, but just not right now. It's 
almost suppertime and we have the bonfire scheduled for 
after that. So maybe later on tonight. How does that 
sound?"

"Sound like a plan." I said and almost on cue the dinner 
bell rang. We both got up out of the water and headed up 
to the meeting area, hand in hand and with big smiles in 
both of our faces.

When we arrived most of the men (alright it's getting 
tiresome to keep typing "men and boys" or "the group", 
so I'm just going to refer to them all as "the men" 
unless there is a reason to separate the groups, okay? 
Thanks.) had gathered around the meeting area, which now 
had several tables set up. There were a bunch of grills 
and apparently the cooking had been completed while I 
was talking to Bear. 

I didn't even notice it while at the lake. They had 
grilled lots of large steaks and potatoes. Several kegs 
of beer were available as well as soft drinks. I, of 
course, chose the beer (with a little encouragement from 
Bear). I also noticed that wood had been gathered and 
piled up at the center of the group of tables. Bear and 
I sat down at one table and were joined by Bob, Jimmy, 
Vance and another couple. They introduced themselves as 
Mark and his son Mark Jr. Jr. appeared to be as old as 
Jimmy and they were friends of Vance, Sr. was actually 
part of the council. Now that they had said that I 
recognized him instantly. We talked, drank, ate, drank, 
talked some more, drank, ate dessert (brownies, by the 
way, supplied by David and his sons. 

I gave them a knowing smile and a wink when they stood 
up to take their applause for providing them), and drank 
some more. We were all feeling no pain by the time we 
lit the fire. We all sat in a circle surrounding the 
blaze and all talked, each family standing up and 
introducing themselves and talking about how they fell 
into their incestuous relationships for the new members, 
or summarizing the past year for the returning members. 
Soon it was our turn to stand. Bear introduced himself 
and all he said of me was that they all already knew me 
from my movies. I tapped him to get his attention.

"Wait. They've all seen my movies?"

"Yup. Each and every one of them. We all got to talking 
while you were with Dr. Joe. Seems you're something of a 
movie star around these parts, Timmy." he said with 
obvious pride. I blushed profusely. My whole body turned 
crimson. He continued. "Believe it or not, I think my 
son has become quite shy all of a sudden." 

He told them of the night we met and of other times 
spent that weren't filmed. He even ran to the tent to 
get and pass around some of the pictures so everyone 
could see. Many of them started sprouting hard ons while 
looking at them. And Bear told them a bit about my 
reticence and our conversation down by the lake. He 
finally concluded with, "so as you can see, my son here 
is up for anything. With anyone. At any time. 

He wasn't sure at first, but now he understands that if 
he loves me he'll do whatever feels good to him. So long 
as he still loves me enough to come back to me at the 
end of it all, I know he'll always love me. So, don't 
any of you feel shy about making a request of his time. 
Feel free. Consider this my open invitation to you all. 
But give him some space and time. He's already been 
promised to David and his sons right after the bonfire 
(they sat up a bit straighter at that), but he's free 
after that, as far as I know, at least. I hope he has 
fun with all of you- that is, if he wants to. And I hope 
you all have fun with him." 

There was applause and several howls and cheers at the 
end of his little speech. Bear had just set me up. And 
now I had to be the one who delivered. I smiled at that 
prospect as we took our seats. And the others in the 
circle continued on, but I noticed a lot more of them 
were looking in my direction and several of them waved. 
I returned the smiles and waves. I felt a bit nervous, 
to be honest, but it was an excited kind of nervous. 

The round robin continued for about another twenty 
minutes. After that there was roasted marshmallows and 
S'mores. This lasted for about an hour before the men 
all started to get a bit itchy to get on with other 
things. Most of them had started to group together and 
get physical. Vance put a stop to everything and said,

"Now, I want everybody to turn in early so that the 
festivities can start early tomorrow. Alright, you know 
I'm full of shit. You all have fun. Be good to each 
other. And let's make this the best father/son trip 
ever!" A few cheers and a smattering of applause. There 
would have been more but most people's mouths and hands 
were busy with other things. David and his sons got up 
and walked over to Bear and I were sitting.

"You're sure that you don't mind, sir?" Believe it or 
not, that was David asking, calling Bear "sir."

"Please, please, just call me Bear. I mean, after all, 
you are going to fuck my boy aren't you? If that doesn't 
make us friends, then what does?"

"I guess you're right. Ok, then, Bear, I guess that also 
means that you don't mind."

"Not at all, gentlemen. Run along now, Timmy, and don't 
do anything that I wouldn't do to you!" he said with a 
laugh. "I suppose that means that you all have free 
reign. Nice to meet you, David, Larry, Barry."

"Close, but I'm Larry." he corrected him. "What are you 
going to do without him tonight?" 

"I'll just stay out here, maybe smoke a joint and watch 
everyone else to get me excited for when he comes back. 
Why do you ask?"

"Well, we were thinking that you might like to join us?" 
asked Barry.

"No thanks, not this time, I'm just going to let Timmy 
have his fun without me. He needs to do this to relax 
and get into the spirit of the camp out. Maybe I can get 
a rain check? Or some time with you two later on this 
week?"

"That's a date!" David interjected. 

"Agreed, then. My boy for your two sometime. Go on now 
and have fun." Barry and Larry put their arms around me 
and guided me back to their tent with David following. 
When we got there, we all sat down inside their large 
tent and they pulled out a bag of marijuana.

"Want some?" Barry asked. "It'll help relax you."

"Sure. I love that stuff."

"Cool!" Larry said as he pulled out their bong and 
loaded it up. As we sat there in a somewhat awkward 
silence, I took a good look at the three of them. They 
looked to be about sixteen and the high school football 
type of jocks. Muscular, but too young to be cut. They 
each had a small spattering of chest hair and some well 
grown pubes that tied together with a sexy snack trail. 
David on the other hand was like a small troll. He had 
coarse chest and pubic hair that all blended together. 

He stood about six inches smaller than his sons and was 
a tad overweight. He wore glasses and was balding on 
top. His cock was about average, if not a bit thin and 
small balls. The boys cocks were a little more than 
average in length and girth and had nice low hanging 
balls. They were all uncut. I was in heaven. Larry 
handed me that bong and I popped it right into my mouth. 
He lit it and I puffed it down. 

We passed it amongst our little circle, or rather 
square, of four several times. The boys told me how 
their dad grew the stuff himself in their basement. He 
grew some damn good stuff and we were all floating in a 
few minutes. I noticed the bulging hard ons forming and 
slumped down into Barry's laps to suck on his while he 
smoked. 

"Guess you're ready?" he asked. I pulled off of him to 
answer.

"No, not yet. But I know how good it feels to get sucked 
while you suck on the bong." He passed it to Larry, who 
sat across from me, so I got up on my hands and knees to 
suck him during his turn. While I did it, David checked 
out my ass.

"He's wearing a butt plug!" David said. Barry moved to 
check it out.

"It was a gift from Bear to help me be ready for him and 
so I don't swell up too much in-between sessions." I 
said.

"How kind of him to think of everything." Larry said, 
passing the bong to his father. I moved along with it 
and gave him the same attention as his sons.

"Oh, he's good." he said after a few seconds. When he 
was done, I sat up to smoke some more. Both Barry and 
Larry put their heads in my crotch and worked me over. 
When I was finished, so was our third bowl and we were 
all too turned on to reload it, so I laid back and David 
kneeled over me, smacking my face with his woody. I 
opened my mouth to him and he slid in. The boys kept 
pleasuring me and slid the plug out of me so that they 
could slide their fingers in. 

They each had two inside of me and were sliding them in 
and out and pulling them apart to stretch me out some 
more. Eventually Barry (or was it Larry? I couldn't tell 
them apart anymore.) slid down and rimmed my ass while 
his brother kept sucking me. Soon David pulled out and 
said that he wanted a taste. His son stopped sucking my 
ass and took his dad's place. I ran my tongue underneath 
his foreskin before allowing him passage into my mouth. 
David moved up to my cock and his son moved down to my 
ass. They were all very good at licking ass. Apparently 
they had plenty of practice. 

Soon I had both boys cocks into my mouth and they were 
having themselves a little sword fight and deeply 
kissing each other. David got up onto his knees between 
my legs and grabbed a bottle of baby oil, coating 
himself with it and smearing some on my ass, genitals, 
belly and chest. He forced his way inside and fucked me 
good. 

The boys turned to watch without removing themselves 
from inside of me. Their dad was balls deep inside of me 
in a matter of two thrusts. "Oh, god, boys. You're going 
to love this ass!" They continued to watch their father 
pound away at me as I moved my head up and deep throated 
one of them.

"Holy shit!" he cried out as he fully penetrated my 
throat. I quickly turned and did the same to the other.

"Fuck me! Damn, dad, he just deep throated us!" I sat 
back with a small smile on my face. This was new 
territory for them, I could tell. They'd never been deep 
throated before and none of them had ever tried, 
apparently. I pulled back and went back to the first, 
repeating the procedure. He grabbed me head and pushed 
me so hard that my nose squished up against his stomach. 
He held me there until I had to pull back to catch a 
breath. I turned and the other did the exact same thing. 
David watched all of this with some fascination. He 
pulled out of me and said,

"Larry, your turn." Larry took his place and slid in 
quickly. David soon had his cock batting my cheek while 
I deep throated Barry again. Then I did the same for 
him.

"Damn, kid. Now I know why Bear loves you so much." 
After a short while, Barry and Larry traded places and 
we continued this way for a bit. Finally I asked,

"I thought you guys wanted to D.P. me?" Barry and Larry 
looked at each other and did a high five. They rolled me 
over onto my hands and knees, while Barry slid 
underneath. David pushed his way into my mouth and 
started fucking it before Larry was even in. He squeezed 
his way inside and they both started jack hammering me. 
As they pushed in, they forced dad down my throat who 
helped push me back so that they could slide in deeper. 

They were all having themselves quite a good time. Soon 
they switched up who was on bottom and went right back 
at it. Then David wanted his turn and we switched up 
again so that he was on top. And once more so he was on 
bottom. Then the boys switched. And dad switched again. 
I was really having a difficult time figuring out who 
was where after a while. All that I know was that there 
was two cocks in my ass and one in my mouth the whole 
time. 

A few more switches later and I found myself the way we 
had started with both boys in my ass and dad in my mouth 
and they were all getting close. David popped first and 
unloaded some bitter tasting cream in my mouth. I almost 
gagged a bit, but managed to swallow it down. Luckily, 
after the first blast, he pushed down my throat so that 
I didn't have to taste it so much as he unloaded his 
balls. 

The boy on top was next and shot his seed all over his 
brothers meat that was still plowing deep inside of me. 
Finally he added his cream and we all fell over into a 
pile. They all stayed in me until their shriveling dicks 
eventually fell out of me. No one moved. We all just 
laid there, enjoying the post coital glow. 	

"Well," I said after a short respite, "I guess its time 
for me to go home." They all moaned a bit in agreement 
and I was out of the tent and on my way with butt plug 
in hand. I popped it in a few steps away from their 
tent. I got a bit lost in the sea of tents and walked 
into the wrong one accidentally to find a prepubescent 
boy fucking his dad. They just looked up at me and said 
"Hi." without missing a beat. 

I stood and watched a bit and then dad asked if I'd like 
to join. I figured why not and slid under dad who was on 
his hands and knees. I slid his cock in my mouth and 
just started sucking away at it while his son continued 
to plow him. Before he started sucking mine he pulled 
out my plug, inserted some fingers, sighed and said,

"Ah, I remember when you were this small and I couldn't 
wait for you to grow up so that you could do this to 
me." His son just moaned in agreement and kept sliding 
in and out of his dad's ass. It made me feel a bit sad, 
thinking that Bear might like me when I was more grown 
so that I could fuck him, but then I thought about it 
and realized that I had never seen Bear get fucked. Not 
even fisted by me or Jimmy. Maybe he didn't like it. 

Maybe he liked only being the one doing the fucking. By 
now I had learned about tops and bottoms and concluded 
that Bear was probably a top only. I wasn't so sad 
anymore and the man here asked if he could fuck me. I 
agreed and he had me lay underneath him and made his son 
stop only long enough for him to get his prick into me. 
He was now sandwiched in-between us and was moaning up a 
storm. He soon unloaded in me and his orgasmic thrashing 
helped his son along as well. When they were both 
satisfied I left that tent in search of my own. 

The bonfire had gone out by now and that was to be my 
guidepost in finding Bear. As my eyes adjusted to the 
darkness, I was able to locate the burning embers and a 
small trail of smoke that allowed me to get my bearing 
and finally head off in the right direction. On the way, 
I crossed paths with a man headed back from the 
bathroom, who requested a blow job. I obliged him and 
was soon drinking down his seed. 

"Man," I thought, "if this is how the week is going to 
be, I'm going to be so tired that I'm going to need a 
vacation from my vacation!" I finally located our tent 
and walked in to find Bear laying there, reading a porno 
magazine and slowly jacking off.

"There you are! I was starting to lose hope that I was 
going to see you again tonight. Glad you found you're 
way home. How was it?" I told him about David and 
company, as well as the other father/son duo and the 
lone man. "Sounds like you had a good night. Tired?" I 
kind of was, but I didn't want to leave Bear unfulfilled 
so I told him that I was fine. He smiled and suggested 
that we take a moonlight swim, but to leave my plug 
behind. 

I liked the idea of that and soon we were walking hand 
in hand down to the pond. We passed one or two more 
families on the way who looked like they had just come 
from our future activity. When we got there we saw, by 
the light of the almost full moon that we were not 
alone. There were two men and three boys swimming and 
engaging in other activities, as well. We all 
acknowledged each other's presence with a couple of nods 
and went about our business, gliding across the water 
and diving under its surface. It was fun. 

We kept swimming up against each other's bodies, teasing 
each other with little nips and suck on erogenous zones 
and just basically played like little kids in the water. 
It also gave me a chance to rinse all of the spunk off 
of my body and I could feel it slip from my hole 
whenever I farted. This went on for a while before Bear 
finally got serious. 

He grabbed me in a big Bear hug and kissed me 
passionately, holding me tight. He swam off towards the 
shore with me in tow and when it was shallow enough he 
sat down with my legs wrapped around his mid-section. 
His hard dick kept sliding around my hole as he tried to 
slip it in. Finally he got frustrated and used his hand 
to help guide it. We made love in the water, slowly, 
deliberately, passionately. I could even feel some water 
inside of my hole that had slipped in with him as it 
swished around with each of his thrusts. 

We kept kissing, tongues wrestling in each other's 
mouths. It was good. It was hot and sexy. It felt right. 
Too soon he came in me and held me there long after he 
had softened and would have normally fell out of me. The 
others at the pond just kept doing whatever it was that 
they were doing around us. No one interrupted our 
embrace. He eventually stiffened again inside of me and 
we did it again. Just as slow, just as passionate. But 
this time Bear kept deliberately sliding deeper into the 
water. Until I was fighting to keep my nose above it so 
that I could breathe. 

Then he stood up while still loving me and crept even 
further into the pond's depths. He was now having 
trouble keeping his own face out of the water. He broke 
our kiss to tell me to hold my breath and sunk down 
beneath the surface. We were now entirely submerged and 
Bear decided to flip upside down and twist about without 
ever slipping from inside of me. Underwater erotic 
acrobatics. Try it. It's a ton of fun. It changes the 
way everything feels. Trust me. 

Soon my breath had run out and I needed another one, but 
Bear did not surface. I tapped him on the back to 
indicate my lack of oxygen and was soon slapping him, 
but still, we remained where we were. I wanted to trust 
Bear and trust that he wouldn't let me drown, but soon 
my mind was screaming from the hypoxia. I tried to get 
away from Bear, almost going so far as to fight him off, 
but that was when we resurfaced. I broke our kiss, 
gasping for air, and he just calmly said, "Trust me, 
Timmy. I won't let you down. Believe in me. Can you do 
that?" Well, that was all I ever did, so it was easy.

"Yes, sir. I do trust you. I've always believed in you. 
I'm sorry. I couldn't control it."

"It's alright. Just relax. The lack of oxygen will make 
it feel better. Some people do it to themselves. They 
call it autoerotic asphyxiation. That's when people jerk 
off and choke themselves. It's supposed to make it feel 
so good. I'm trying it right now with you. Trust me. It 
may be tough for you to understand right now, but trust 
me, ok?" I did. And I nodded my head to show him that I 
did. "Okay, then. Deep breath, because here we go 
again!" And with that we were once again under the water 
and doing the twists and flips. Bear's thrusts came a 
bit more rapidly and the even reached around to rub on 
my boyhood. 

I was enjoying myself to the best of my ability, but 
still had this nagging thought in the back of my head 
that it would be better to do this if we were above 
water. But I tried to suppress that thought and trust in 
Bear. I soon got dizzy. Then I was seeing stars. I was 
just about to struggle again when Bear resurfaced. We 
both took a quick breath and then down we went again. 

"It wasn't enough." my brain yelled. I needed more 
oxygen, but none was forthcoming. Bear's thrusting 
became more urgent, as did his ministrations on my 
stiffened prick. When I thought that I would black out, 
Bear exhaled his breath into my mouth. It wasn't much, 
but it was air. I inhaled what he exhaled and we 
continued. The stars were replaced by circles, and even 
though my eyes were closed I could tell that my vision 
was dimming. 

We bobbed back up once more for another quick gasp of 
air and then right back down. I was dizzy. I was 
starting to black out from the lack of oxygen, but "to 
hell with it" I thought. If I was going to die then I 
was going to die doing what I loved and doing to the man 
that I loved. 

Bear was really pounding into me now and stroking me so 
hard that I thought that he might rip the damn thing off 
if he wasn't more careful. But then he stiffened up and 
I could feel him throbbing inside of me. His seed 
joining his previous contribution. I thought that this 
was going to be it, that I would finally, FINALLY be 
able to get some air into my lungs, but Bear had other 
ideas. He once again exhaled into my mouth and when I 
had gotten all that he had to give, he quickly slipped 
out and held onto me while he dove deeper and sucked on 
me hard. 

He suctioned my hard tool, while rubbing his tongue all 
around the sensitive areas. I realized that he wasn't 
going to let me breathe again until I came and my body 
was at the point of cum or pass out. Just when I thought 
that the latter was going to happen first, I ended up 
cumming, screaming out the last vestiges of air that my 
lungs held. My body fully relaxed and was quite content 
to just sink to the bottom to a watery grave. 

Bear grabbed me like a baby and shot up to the surface 
where we both gasped and sputtered, coughing and 
refilling our lungs as quickly as possible. I think that 
I lost consciousness for a bit because before I knew it 
we were both laying in the shallow water, looking up at 
the star filled sky. Bear took some time as we lay 
there, pointing out stars and constellations in the sky. 

I think that it was this point in my life where we, 
laying out spent and exhausted, with him showing me 
pictures made by dots of light in the night sky, that 
first gave me a love for astronomy. I still love looking 
up and seeing certain constellations, trying to instill 
this love of stars to my children as well. I doubt that 
if it weren't for Bear and possibly for that night, that 
I would care enough to do this.

After a bit, we started to get chilly and he carried me 
off to the tent, where we reinserted my plug, zipped up 
in our attached sleeping bags and I dozed off to sleep 
on his chest.

END

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is 
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in 
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real 
life" can look forward to many unproductive years 
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their 
local prison system.
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