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(MMm, ped, oral, anal, orgy) *** PART 17: Camping Trip Continues I awoke before Bear, expecting my ass to be on fire, to my delight and surprise, it wasn't. It felt fine. I reached down and placed an exploratory finger inside of it and felt no pain or burning whatsoever. I carefully got out of the tent and ran down to meet Dr. Joe. I owed him something special today and waited patiently for him to arrive. Soon I saw the flying dust from down the road that indicated someone was driving in to the camp. And sure enough, it was him. I ran to meet his car and pulled the door open, jumping on him before he even had a chance to turn the engine off. I kissed him deeply and passionately, much to his surprise. When I finally allowed him to break off the kiss, he said, "I didn't expect to see you down here today. I thought you'd be too sore." "Nope. No pain at all, sir. You are a miracle worker. And I wanted to thank you properly." "Well, I still have to take a look at you. You went through something absolutely horrible last night, Timmy. I want to make sure you're alright before you do anything." "But I'm fine, Dr. Joe. Really I am. And as far as last night, I don't want to think about any of that at all. It's over and done, as far as I am concerned and since I don't ever have to see them again, I don't want to ever think about any of that ever again." "That's all well and good, Timmy, but I am a doctor, and I would be remiss if I didn't give you a check up before we did anything, okay?" I reluctantly agreed and Dr. Joe and I climbed out of the car. He went to the trunk and pulled out a table. "Now, where can we go for some privacy?" He asked looking about. Neither of us saw a place big enough for us and the examination table so I suggested that we just set up in the common area. "That's really not very private, you know." I argued that it was the largest and most private place since most of the group would be heading down towards the lake for their morning baths. He reluctantly agreed and soon he was setting up his table not far from where we all ate. There were a few early birds there, but not too many and a few more arrived while he clamped the "stirrups" on to the table that made it look like a gynecological exam table. He picked me up and placed me on the table with my legs in the stirrups and gave me a full rectal exam. "Well, it looks pretty good, all things considered. Now let's take a look inside." He produced a speculum from his pocket, lubricated it and slid it inside of me. This prompted several of the men to get up and wander over to where I was. Dr. Joe was so engrossed with his exam he didn't even notice until he got up and saw the small crowd around him. "Gentlemen, do you mind?!" He said quite crossly. "I'm trying to examine this boy to ensure that there is no permanent damage. How would you feel if this were you boy?" "Sorry, doc." One of the men spoke up. "We've just never seen the inside of a boy like that before and we were just curious." Dr. Joe looked at him and then to me. "Timmy, I knew this wouldn't be a good idea. Maybe we should move." "No sir," I said, "it's alright. Let them have a look. I'm not ashamed." "You sure?" Dr. Joe asked, genuinely concerned. "Yes, sir. Let them all have a look." "If that's what you want..." he said as he stepped aside, but the look on his face showed his continuing concern. The men gathered around and each one took a good look inside. Dr. Joe even provided them with his flashlight so that they could have a better look. They were absolutely amazed by what they saw. One man even ran to his tent to get his camera and snap off several pictures of it. They were also very excited as their growing penises prominently displayed. Even Dr. Joe was growing a pretty good hard on. Finally one of them spoke. "Hey Doc, would it be possible to... well, you know, while that thing was in there. Just to see what it's like, you understand." Dr. Joe at first looked aghast, but that quickly gave way to excited as he pondered the question. I answered for him. "Dr. Joe goes first." I said. "I owe him that. But then after that, it's all up to you." There were smiles on all of their faces, including the good doctor's. "But, Timmy, we shouldn't." "Bullshit. You are as hard as the rest of them. Come on sir, I can tell from your face that you've fantasized about it more than once. Well, here's your chance. I want you to. As my way of saying thanks for the cream that healed me so that I can enjoy the rest of the trip. Ok? Please?" He gave his answer by grabbing his cock and stroking it to full hardness. Due to the oblong shape of the speculum, they had to lay me on my side so that they could fit through the apparatus. This was alright because it gave me a good angle to suck them off while they awaited their turns inside of me. There were five in total. Barely a challenge for a relative pro of group sex activities like me. Jeez, that really makes me sound like a whore, doesn't it? But hey, I gotta be honest. When I was in position and Dr. Joe was hard, he slid in. He had to make a few adjustments to it so that it fit him just right, but afterwards, it was like butter. Obviously, by the way Dr. Joe was going at it, this was one of his long standing fantasies. And he never closed his eyes once. He kept his eyes locked on the action. There was pure lust in them. I just let him have his fun. Meanwhile, I sucked the next guy in line, but he pulled out quickly before he came too fast, so I started sucking the next one behind him. "God, this is so good!" Dr. Joe shouted. "That speculum is so tight around my cock and the way his ass rubs against my head. Fuck. So good. I can't- I can't FUCK!" he suddenly exclaimed as he filled my ass for the first time today. His body twitched and spasmed with each fresh squirt of his warm fluids. After a bit he pulled out and the first guy I sucked slid right on in. Dr. Joe adjusted the speculum for the optimal pressure for the guy and he blew his wad in a matter of a few strokes. The next guy didn't last much longer. It happened so fast that I didn't even have a chance to deep throat the guy I was sucking. I vowed that next time he would get the full treatment. He quickly took his place between my legs and another guy slid between my lips. I didn't waste any time on him and soon had him balls deep in my throat. Another adjustment on the speculum and the guy in my ass started going to town. He lasted the longest out of all of them, perhaps because he didn't get the good milking from my mouth. But still, in under five minutes his spooge joined the other two. Soon the last man was in my mouth fucking it with all of his might. He was seriously going to town on me and I was loving it, except for the fact that my mouth was vacant. Luckily, Dr. Joe soon took care of that problem. I sucked him hard again and as soon as the guy in my ass added his load, Dr. Joe went back for seconds. Apparently he was really enjoying himself. A few adjustments allowed him entry and he took full advantage of it. It took him a bit longer this time, but the other gentlemen were kind enough to turn the dials on the speculum to alter the sensations that he was feeling, as well as shooting a few action pics at the same time. He filled me again for the second time in less than half an hour and pulled out, dragging the speculum out with it. The other fellows convinced him to put it back in so that they could get a couple more photos of my well used and cum leaking hole. As soon as my hole was stretched open their juices flowed out of me, which thrilled them to no end. After the pictures, they loosened the speculum and removed it for the final time. I hadn't noticed before now, but a small group had gathered around to watch the action, and although they chose to not partake, many of them applauded as I finally crawled off of the table. Bear, sadly wasn't among them, but the guy with the camera assured me that he would send Bear copies of all of them. Satisfied with that, I left the common area in search of my daddy. I found him by the lake washing himself off. I ran up to him and jumped in his arms. "Feeling better, I see." "Yes, sir. I just had some fun with Dr. Joe." "Yup and several others. I saw most of it. No pain?" "No, sir. I healed up pretty good, thanks to Dr. Joe." Suddenly I felt concerned. Bear had seen and not decided to join in? Why not? Was he mad at me for something? Did I do something wrong by being with those men? I was getting more worried as my thoughts raced. "Clean yourself up." he said, flatly. I decided to ask him if I had wronged him. "Daddy, did I do something wrong?" "Wrong? No, why?" "Well, you seem a bit, I don't know, um, distant or something." "Wrong? No. Sorry. Just thinking." "About what?" "Well, Vance gave me some information about today's class and I have to think of the best way to get you ready for it." "Why? What's today's class?" "Don't you worry about it. Wash up and go get breakfast. Eat fast and then wait in the tent for me. Got it?" "Yes, sir." I answered, but I still felt as though I had done something wrong based on the way Bear was talking to me. "Are you sure that I didn't do something wrong? Did you not want me to play with those men?" "No, really, Timmy, it's fine. You're a blue boy for a reason. It's just after last night and then I woke up and you were gone, I was so scared, and then to see you with them like that, it just brought back some bad memories, is all." "I'm sorry, Bear. It was just supposed to be Dr. Joe. I mean, after all I promised him, didn't I?" He gave me a nod at that one. "And then those other guys wanted to join in. I would have felt bad if I didn't let them have some fun, too. You told me to not ever turn any hard on away, if it were in my power to help it out. So that's what I did." "I know, son. You're right. You did the right thing, and actually it was pretty good because it showed me that you were ready for today. I was a bit concerned that after last night, you might not be up to it. You did good, kid. Don't mind me. I'm just still trying to recover from last night. I was so scared that I'd never see you again." He grabbed me and hugged me- tight. I could feel the sobs wracking his body and I could swear that I felt a few tears dripping on my head. But before I could look, he had splashed his face with water to cover up what had fallen from his eyes. I hugged him tight and followed his directions, eating as quickly as I could. I had lots of company and several men approached me, but I declined their advances. Bear hadn't told me not to have fun with them, but he did tell me to eat as fast as I could, so I did before going to the tent and laying down to wait for him. After a few minutes, I heard the unmistakable sound of Bear's heavy footfalls approaching the tent and I swear that was all that it took for me to get hard. I was that excited. He pulled back the flap and looked in. "Good. You're here. I was afraid that someone else might have carted you off during breakfast and you were getting laid right now." "No, sir, but it wasn't for a lack of trying. I had to turn down several men to get here so fast. I kind of feel guilty about it." "Don't worry. They'll get theirs. I promise. Ok, here's the deal, I'm not going to tell you what the class is today, but I'm going to tell you who is going to give it. It's someone you know quite well. Can you guess?" "Um, let me see. Bob? Steve? Vance? Dr. Joe?" He shook his head for all of them. "Is it you?" I asked, excitedly. "Nope. Wrong on all accounts. It's Frank. Can you guess what the class is going to be about?" "Um, let me see here, fisting?" "Got it in one, buddy. And can you guess who the demonstration is going to be on?" "Hm.... me?" "Of course. So you can see why I have to get you ready. Now, if you eat lunch just as fast as you ate breakfast, that gives us about six hours to get you opened up and ready for Frank. Are you up to it?" "I guess so." "That didn't sound too convincing. Having second thoughts?" "No, sir. I'm just not sure that you can go for that long, is all." I said with a big smile. He let out one of his large, loud laughs. "You know, that's one of the reasons that I love you so much, boy. You always make me laugh." he said with a big smile. "Don't worry about me, though. I've enlisted some others to help us out." At that I heard a knock at the flap and Bear let in one of the men who approached me at breakfast and his teenage son. I looked up to Bear and he nodded his head. "They're the first. More will arrive in about thirty minutes and even more thirty minutes after that. You've got your work cut out for you boy, so I suggest you get started." I gave him a smile and a quick kiss. "Now have some fun, I've got to set you up for after lunch," he said, with one of those proud smiles and a quick wink before getting up and walking out of the tent. I looked up to the remaining two in the tent and their rising wood. "So. Which one first?" They were on me in a flash. I'll spare most of the details here, but needless to say, I was fucked, I sucked, got double penetrated, came on as well as in both holes, pissed on and in, sucked two at the same time, had six men at the same time again (one in each hand, two in the mouth and two in the ass). Sometimes the other boys were on top of me. Sometimes they were underneath me. Sometimes they were fucked next to me. Sometimes they fucked me, just so they could get the feel of what it was like to fuck someone with a tight hole like mine, as it was explained to me. Little did they know... And occasionally sometimes the boys just stood there and watched. Like they had trepidations about the whole experience. Like they didn't fully appreciate what was going on. Almost as if they didn't appreciate the love that their father's had for them and the way it was expressed. I felt sorry for them. That they couldn't enjoy the feelings and the sheer love was sad to me. I did however revel in the boys whole were fully engrossed in the love. Oh, and I loved that. I loved being the meat in their sandwiches with their fathers. There was true love there as they would double penetrate me. I think it was mostly the three way kissing that I enjoyed the most. The passion that we three shared and the bond that was felt between the three of us. I almost felt as though, for one brief moment that I was a part of their family love as well. And all of this before lunch! Bear gave me thirty minutes to eat and bathe again before the next group arrived. Sometimes they arrived in small families, other times there were multiple families fucking me at the same time. I even got to pay up my promise and deep throat that man that I had missed earlier. He was quite grateful. I don't think that I fucked the entire camp, but I came damn close. I really did lose count after thirty. About twenty minutes before the class, right after the last man came in me, Bear pushed my plug into me and ordered me down to the lake again. Along the way, many men smiled and pointed at me. Several came up and thanked me for letting me play with them. I rinsed off quickly and then met Bear at the common area where a large group had formed. They had erected two swings on stage. I guess so that they could use each one for a different position. I guessed wrong. When Frank arrived they escorted him to the stage. "Good afternoon, gentlemen. My name is Frank and I'd like to introduce you all to my class, ‘Fisting Fun for Families.' Now before we get started, I need a volunteer or two. Preferably someone who has done it before. Anyone?" I practically jumped up and waved both my arms to get his attention. "Well, Timmy, of course. Come on up here and join me." There were a few "ooh's" and "ah's" as I walked up to the stage. "Is there anyone else out there? Someone else who might have taken a fist before today?" A man stood up and announced that his son, who looked to be about sixteen or older, had been fisted before. His son seemed resistant to wanting to be a volunteer, but his dad persisted and he reluctantly joined me up at the stage. Some other guys jumped up on stage, including Bear and Vance. "Now, while my assistants help prepare the boys, I will cover some of the techniques that we will be employing today." Frank said before going off on his lesson. Bear and Frank approached me and strapped in to one of the swings. They generously lubricated me and Vance offered me a drink. I initially declined, but Vance kept persisting, insisting that I would like it and that I might need it. Finally Bear told me to drink it, because it would help me. I still was disinclined to drink until Bear informed me that it was infused with the same stuff that I had smoked during my last party. I grabbed the cup from Vance and downed all at once. Vance then told me it might take longer to work, but that the effects would be more intense and last longer. When we were fully prepped, Frank approached the other boy first and demonstrated the best way to hold your fingers before insertion and so on. He started stretching the boy out for better insertion. He then took his other arm and did the same to me. Two, three, four fingers pushed into me, twisting over and around. I was ready before the other boy and had his thumb sliding into me before the other boy even had four fingers completely inserted. Soon his whole hand was in me and I was just starting to feel the effects of the drugs that they had fed me. The glowing started just as I had remembered it and I knew that I had one hell of a night in store for me. After a while, Frank had his hands fully inserted in both of us and he told the audience that he was now doing what was called a chariot race. That the winner was the one who lasted the longest. He started really reaming us both pretty hard with closed fists. At least it was closed inside of me. He kept pulling out and punching me in the hole, reaming me as hard as he could. It felt kind of weird. I could feel my hole as it slowly enveloped his hand. The way it opened up and caressed his fist. It was almost like slow motion to me. I was loving it. My mouth was locked open in an extended sigh. Yes, a sigh of contentment. I was in absolute heaven this entire time. The other boy however, was not. He kept crying out. Tears streamed down his cheeks and he was not nearly getting as abused as I was. Frank was slower, gentler with him. It almost didn't seem fair, but as long as Frank kept giving me the sheer enjoyment that I was feeling, I was fine with that. Needless to say, I won the chariot race about five minutes later. The boy simply gave up. Actually it was his father that interceded on his behalf, but not until after he begged him to do so. Frank then turned his full attentions towards me. I think that this is how he wanted it all along, but the other boy got in the way. He stopped with the punches and slowed it down a great deal. He was now trying to work more fingers into me off of his other hand. Sliding them in, twisting about, sliding back out. The opium kept me quite numb to all of this. Well, not numb exactly. No, it more took all of that pain and changed it somewhere along the way until it was only pleasure that I was experiencing. He really did try to get both hands inside of me, but they just wouldn't go. He had to settle on one fist and about four fingers at the maximum. Then he tried something completely new. He asked for a stool and then had Bear stand behind him to hold him and give him a steady wall to brace himself on. Then he raised his foot up to my now loosely hanging hole. Vance jumped in to help by keeping me open with his hands and guided Franks foot into me. I'm not even sure what it was called. "Being footed" I guess, or kicked? I don't know. It felt different. Completely different from a fist. With the fist, you have that bulk up front and then you get to clamp down on the wrist afterwards. Then more of a stretching from the forearm. With the foot there was no real clamping down followed by stretching. It just got smaller after the toes. I really didn't like it as much. It was too much of a novelty without much reward for me. The crowd did, however. There were cheers and applause all around. I let them have their fun. Vance seemed to be more on my side, though. He worked his hand in with Frank's foot. It was tough but he finally got his thumb in as well. The trick was, he had to keep his hand flat. Whenever he tried to make a fist, it just didn't work. Finally, Frank removed his foot and I saw Bear standing over me. I felt something of his sliding in and quickly realized that it was his cock. All morning long he had been content to watch my fuck all of the others (when he wasn't out finding more families for me) without once getting to partake himself. He had decided to change that and was now taking full advantage of this situation, fucking me while Vance was fisting me. I gave him a big smile of encouragement and he went to town. I could feel Vance's fingers inside of me as they wrapped themselves around Bear's ample tool. Bear threw his head back and in moments was filling me up with his fluids. He then turned to the crowd and offered them some. Vance was the first to take him up on the offer and Frank took over the hand balling duties so that Vance could enjoy himself as well. A crowd has grown on stage. Some wanted what Bear had enjoyed. Others wanted Frank's position so that they could feel what it was like to fist someone as small and as willing as I. Some took both. Some had their son's fist me while they fucked me. Or vice-versa. Or again, both. I even had one guy fist me and fuck me at the same time. It was a bit awkward, but since he didn't last too long, it was okay. A few boys double fisted me. Two of them did it at the same time, their arms sliding up against one another inside of me tortured hole. I was more than accommodating to whatever was asked of me. Finally it was time for supper. All in all, I think that I had gotten about forty people's various body parts into my rectum. And as the crowd slowly dispersed and left me hanging there, leaking whatever fluids were inside me, I saw Bear's proudly smiling face and his fingers as he applied more of Dr. Joe's ointment inside of me. I locked my eyes onto his and he just said, "You've done good, kid." with a big beaming smile. I knew that he was proud of me. Hell, I was proud of myself. He took me off of the swing and just held me as the rest of the camp made the preparations for supper. I wasn't very hungry at first, but as I came down from my drugs, I developed a more voracious appetite. I was still eating as they set up for the night's contest. I had nearly forgotten about that! Tonight, Vance had announced to the crowd, was anal night. The best ass would win. One guy per boy at a time was the only rule and the judges were selected the same way as before. When they asked for contestants, I immediately volunteered. Bear looked at me confused. "Didn't you have enough already?" He asked, with a small smile. "No, sir." Besides, I felt that I had a real chance to win this one. Well, due to previous activities that day, I had forgot to account for how loose and stretched out I would be. So guess what? I didn't win. It was interesting though. The way that the men would fuck a boy for a bit and then switch out to another, then back to the first or into another one. They were checking the feel of each boy, I soon came to realize. And it was a bit funny to watch as they kept switching from whatever hole they were fucking to another and another. Don't get me wrong, I put in a great showing, fully getting into it, but not one came inside of me. Oh, they enjoyed how deep that they could enter me. But no jizz. Not a drop. I was a bit dejected. The boy who won chose as his prize something that he called an "Acid Bath." Apparently his dad was a chemist and had made enough LSD for the whole crowd, if they so wished. Then we would all jump in the lake together for the bath part. Now, I didn't know what LSD was, but I was willing to try anything, as you may now have realized. Bear had reservations at first, especially since I had already been drugged once today, but I kept pestering and begging him until he finally acquiesced to my requests. We both put the small square of paper in our mouths and sat on the shoreline of the lake. It took a while for it to finally start working and I was really getting bored. Sure, it was fun when it finally kicked in- what with all of the adults acting so silly and playing in the water. But all too soon, I got bored again and Bear and I retreated to the privacy of our tent. "Did you have fun tonight?" he asked me. "Yeah, I guess." "What's wrong?" "I should have won tonight. The anal contest. I should have won. If I wasn't so loosened up by the class, I would have won it." "I'm sure you would have. But there's still once contest left, you know." "I know." I said, but I was still depressed. "What would it have been." he asked, trying to cheer me up. "What?" "What would your prize have been, if you had won?" Now I had been thinking about this for about two days now, and I felt that I had a good answer. "Well, for me, I guess the best thing would to be to take all of the plastic tarps down and connect them and cover them with baby oil. Then get everyone good and stoned and coat them with baby oil on the tarps." "And then?" "Well, a large group of men, stoned and covered in baby oil. What is there left to do but have one big group sex thing." "You mean an orgy?" I was unsure of the word and Bear explained it to me. "Exactly. An orgy. You know see a vacant hole and plug it. And then everyone would line up to fuck me. And I mean everyone. I want to take every cock in this camp. That's what my fantasy would be." "That's a good one." he agreed as I sighed. "But that's not all is it? What's really bugging you?" "Well not one of them tonight came inside of me. Not a single one. I feel like I let you down, daddy." "Boy, after all of the jizz that you had in you before dinner and now you're depressed that you didn't get any in the contest? You are insatiable, you know that?" He grabbed me and hugged me tight. "Besides, son, there is nothing that you could do that would ever let me down." I smiled up at him and he down at me, but he could still see the disappointment in my eyes. "Oh alright. Come on then. Once more," he said, as he began rubbing his prick. "I'll fuck you again right now until I fill you up. Would that make you feel better?" "Yes daddy, it would." And that is exactly what happened. It was nothing special, really. Nothing romantic or particularly passionate. He just basically fucked me until he filled me, but it meant the world to me and I was appreciative for his efforts. And as we lay there that night, dozing off, I had a hell of a raging hard-on, thinking about the way my fantasy would play out and psyching myself up for the next day. I wanted to win tomorrow's contest, whatever it was. I wanted my fantasy to come true. Well, I'd just have to wait and see what the day would bring. To be continued... *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* 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. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 32