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One summer experience at camp

Looking forward as much as you for your trip to the Cape! Dont keep us waiting too long ! Great story very *|**|**|*
 
Ha ha! I liked the idea of those swimsuits - obviously 'dangerous when wet'!

Thanks for a great story series!
 
OMG - memories of Provincetown ... bikini swim wear ... hot sun, hot men ... afternoon trysts with new-found friends ... YUM!
 
When we returned from Boston Duncan insisted we try on our new purchases. I watched with amusement as he first tried on his white thong swimming suit, if you could call something so small a swimming suit. It was more like a fig leaf in what it covered and it did precious little to conceal the outline of his soft cock. I had to admit though, he sure did look sexy although I thought it seemed more appropriate attire for the bedroom rather than the beach. I laughed as he admired himself in the mirror, adjusting the pouch and the thin strap that was buried in his cute smooth ass.

"Okay, your turn", he ordered and tossed me my pink thong.

"I don't think I can wear this in public", I pronounced.

"Oh, shut up and put it on. You'll look terrific", he replied.

I shucked my clothes and slowly pulled the thong on. The pouch fit fine but that thin strap in my crack felt weird. When I turned to face him he exclaimed "Oh shit! We gotta fix that!"

"Fix what?" I asked.

"The hair man. You can't have your bush showing. Come on. Lets get in the shower. We need to shave you. It's cool, just like me, right?", he said, smiling broadly.

Duncan stepped into the shower with me, shaving cream and safety razor in hand. I was a bit anxious. He ran the water over my groin and applied the shaving cream. "Hold still", he advised. Hell, I sure wasn't going to move even a fraction of an inch. With a few deft stokes of the razor all my pubic hair was gone down the drain, but when he retracted my penis to shave the base and my balls I instantly sprouted a hardon. "See! I told you you'd like this", he chuckled. When he was done he stood back as if admiring his handiwork. "You look fantastic! Smooth is so sexy!" and added, pointing at my persistent erection, "and now I think I need to do something about your little problem". He grabbed my engorged cock, pushed me against the shower wall, knelt down and sucked me off while the water poured over us. Duncan had sucked me many times, but maybe it was his shaving me, the warm shower on us or his unusual intensity in doing me that enhanced my orgasm when I shot my juices into his mouth. It was great! I was still a novice when it came to sex, yet a very willing learner and loving it for sure.

We dried each other off. Duncan was hard, obviously turned on by his now smooth boyfriend. He lead me to the bed and I felt my cock rising once again because I knew he wanted to fuck me. I wanted him and enjoyed a second awesome orgasm before we fell asleep in each others arms. The next morning we were off for the Cape, but I savored that night, my first all night in bed with another man.
 
Todd,
Thanks for the peek at the post shopping spree goings on.
I'd love to see the boys in their thongs - or in the shower, for that matter!
 
We didn't get to the cabin until about 3 o'clock since there was a lot of traffic and we stopped along the way to stock up on groceries, beer, wine etc. The cabin was just perfect....rustic, yet well equipped. It was nestled in some pine trees on a small hill with a large deck, hot tub too, and a great view of the bay. The main room was a combination of a large open kitchen, dining area and spacious living room with a fireplace. There were two bedrooms. The larger one featured a high, four-poster bed and another fireplace. It was so romantic. What an ideal place for us to spend a week.

"Too bad it's so hot. A fire would be nice", I said.

"Hey, we might get to use that fireplace. It gets pretty cool at night so near the ocean", Duncan responded.

We sat on the deck and enjoyed a Sam Adams while we talked about going to Provincetown in the morning. I've never been there but Duncan had many times and he was full of ideas about what we should do.

"Lets leave right after breakfast and spend the morning walking around the town. There's lots to see....neat shops and great people-watching. We can even take a whale watching trip or visit the lighthouse some day too if you want. After lunch we can spend the rest of the day at the beach", he suggested, an itinerary that sounded damn good to me.

"You lead. I'll follow!" I put my arm over his shoulder and kissed him on the cheek.

Duncan stood up. "Okay, lets go see if we can buy some lobsters for your first night on the Cape."

That evening Duncan played the role of gracious host and master chef. He opened a bottle of white wine and began preparing dinner. I was impressed, although I had to wince when he dropped the still struggling lobsters in the big pot of boiling water. He made a colorful salad and sliced the crusty baguette. It was a marvelous meal.

After dinner it did feel chilly so I pulled on a sweatshirt. Duncan gave me one of those looks as if to say "I told you so". He brought in some wood from the deck and lit a fire. We sat on the couch before the fire as we finished off the bottle of wine. Now this must be what heaven is like, I thought.

Now I know what you readers of this story are thinking. We had passionate sex on the floor before the fire. Right? No...wrong! That night was one of my very best times ever with Duncan and we did not have sex. Yeah, we kissed and snuggled. We talked about our plans for the next day. We both were very, very happy. There was so much more to our relationship than sex, and I savored that fact. We climbed into bed together and fell asleep in each others arms. :kiss:
 
Toddxxx,
A nice warm chapter to sooth the savage beast.
It's been a hectic week -- this is the kind of tonic I needed.
Thanks for bringing it here for us.
 
OMG....was Provincetown an eye-opener for me! I bet that a third, maybe even a half, of the people we saw on the streets and in the shops were obviously gay or lesbian, especially the locals. Many more gays than lesbians though, and most of the rest were gawking tourists. I wondered what those tourists thought about me and Duncan until he took my hand as we wandered about. At first I felt a little self-conscious holding hands, but what the hell. I am who I am and I was getting increasingly comfortable with it. Being in Provincetown, of course, helped too in that regard. We certainly weren't out of place there.

After lunch we headed for the beach. Close to the parking it was pretty crowded with families and straight couples, but further on there were many fewer people and it sure got interesting. I'd never seen so many hot guys ever before and most had very little on. Now it was I who was gawking. There was one group of college age boys playing touch football wearing only thong or bikini swimming suits. There were a number of couples making out on their blankets, and even two guys swimming in the nude. I felt I was in a whole new world.

Duncan suggested that we find a secluded spot in the dunes. When we walked in the very next break in the dunes we encountered an older guy fucking a smooth young guy doggy-style. Whoops!!!, and we backed out quietly. They were pretty intense in their love making for them to notice our intrusion. We walked on well away from anyone we could see and found a nice private spot off the beach. Duncan spread out the blanket. He pulled off his T-shirt and dropped his shorts. He was wearing his new white thong and looked incredibly sexy. I did the same.

"Hey, you should have worn that pink thong I bought you instead of that Speedo. You look good though,.... despite that farmer tan" and added, "which reminds me. We should use some sun screen."

Duncan took the sun screen from his bag and had me lie down prone while he knelt besides me and gently rubbed the lotion on my shoulders and back. It felt good. No, sensual is a much better description.... and I felt myself getting aroused. When he rolled me over on my back I had an erection tenting my Speedo. "Doesn't take much to get you started", he laughed and proceeded to extract my hard cock from my swim suit and slid it off of me. There I was, cock stretching to the clear blue sky as he applied lotion to my legs. He tugged on my cock a couple of times and whispered "I want that! Now do me." I reached for his cock. "No stupid! The lotion".

I was embarrassed, but surely not enough to dampen my arousal which only grew while I slowly smeared the stuff on him. His body felt so good, and when I came to his tight ass, I stopped. The thin strap of his thong was buried in his crack. I was so fucking horny. I pulled the strap out and dove in. Duncan moaned as my tongue darted in and out of his ass hole. I couldn't wait. I rolled him over and quickly pulled off his thong. Now it was his cock pointing to the heavens. I engulfed it immediately, sucking him vigorously. After just a few minutes he pushed me off. He spread his legs on the blanket, offering himself to me. I entered him, then laid on top of him. We kissed. I loved that.... my cock in his hole while our tongues explored each others mouth. I was too needy for that to last very long. We fucked with an intensity we had not experienced before. It was overwhelming when we both finally enjoyed that marvelous sensation of simultaneous and fulfilling orgasms.

We laid there intimately engaged for a few minutes before my erection subsided. Any inhibitions we might have had were gone. Duncan took my hand and led me to the ocean. A few guys passed us as we frolicked naked in the water and we waved to them. This is great....and we are only into our second day on the Cape together. :sex::sex::sex:
 
Toddxxx,
You write a very nice. inviting storyline. I'd like to be a Fly on the dune --
or maybe one of the guys going for the gusto!

Thanks for continuing our Summer Vacation post Camp!
:=D: :wave: (*8*)
 
I happen to be very fortunate to be very well acquainted with "The Cape", and P-town. There is no where else quite like it on Earth! ..|

Sounds like you guys started out at Herring Cove, and maybe walked out toward Race Point? (!)

Aw! I do miss my "Cape" times! THANKS! for stirring up some fine memories!! (!w!) (group)

Keep smilin'!! :kiss:(*8*)
Chaz ;)
 
We decided to stay and have dinner in Provincetown. Duncan knew of a small place that had great pot stickers and spring rolls, but when we got there it was full and there were two guys waiting ahead of us. A table for four opened up and a waiter asked them if they wanted to double up with us and take that table. We agreed and joined Brian and Luis. Brian was a local guy, probably in his late forties, but a real good looker. Luis was something else - small, slender Mexican, early twenties I'd guess, and wearing skin tight jeans and a pink "I Love Provincetown" T-shirt. It became pretty clear from the conversation that Luis, who had been Provincetown for only a week, was Brian's boy of the moment. But so what....they were friendly and I sure was Duncan's boy. We shared a terrific meal and did enjoyed their company.

"Are you guys going to the beach party?" Brian asked.

"Don't know anything about it", I replied.

"It's a regular event here - lots of beer, big fire on the beach, singing, fooling around, whatever", Brian explained and added with a wink, "but you have to keep your pants on or the cops will break it up. Dunes are close though if you know what I mean."

I was embarrassed when Duncan, taking my hand, piped in, "Yeah. We've been to the dunes this afternoon. Hey, maybe we'll see you there. At the party.... not the dunes." We all laughed.

The beach party was quite a scene. There must have been about thirty guys, mostly in pairs, but also some single guys obviously on the prowl. Lots of beer, singing and frolicking on blankets. No obvious sex, but we did notice a few couples walk off into the dunes. Brian and Luis were there. Brian couldn't seem to keep his hands off of Luis' ass. When Duncan and started to leave Brian asked if we wanted to come over to his place. I was surprised when Duncan said, "Sure. Why not."

"We gotta drive back to Eastham, you know", I injected.

"Just an hour or so. You can spend the night too if you like", Brian said.

Duncan gave me a look. "Okay, but just for an hour. We do need to get back".
 
Hmmmm.
And WHAT might be on offer back at Brian's???

Sounded like a great way to party!
Thanks for the update, Toddxxx.
 
Thanks for the update! Of course I now want more .... What happened at Brian's??? And why was Duncan so eager???
 
When we got to Brian's place it was obvious that we were not the only ones invited. There already was a party in full swing - about a dozen or more guys, music, dancing and lots of booze and pot. It was quite a scene, hotter than my college parties for sure, but also a little intimidating at least initially since it was clearly an all gay event. The first guy we met coming in the door was TJ. "Hey! You must be the college dudes Brian said were coming. Well, welcome to Brian's weekly orgy. Just kidding, but at times Brian's parties do get a little hot if you know what I mean."

TJ was older, maybe in his forties, but well built. He wore a black cut-off T-shirt that revealed a heart-shaped tatoo on his arm and tight leather pants that accentuated his generous bulge which I couldn't help noticing. He appeared to be the epitome of the biker guy of my teen-aged masturbation fantasies. Duncan and I stayed on the sidelines initially until Luis asked Duncan to dance. I watched and was a bit pissed seeing my boyfriend grinding his stuff against Luis with his hands caressing that little butt.

I'm not much of a dancer but accepted a few invites. Each guy though sure did seem more than interested in just dancing by how their hands wandered over me. I wasn't interested and wondered where Duncan was because we had to get back to Eastham. Then TJ asked me to dance. He pulled me close to him. He felt overwhelmingly masculine and my cock began to stir. I felt it was awkward being aroused by him so when the number ended I said, " Hey. I gotta find Duncan."

"Duncan's busy boy. Want to see?", TJ asked. No, I didn't want to see, but he took my arm and led me to a bedroom. The door was cracked slightly and I could see Duncan fucking doggy-style with Luis moaning his approval. TJ said, "See! Come on lets go down stairs." I was annoyed, angry. I followed TJ downstairs where there was a spare bedroom. "I hear you college boys like a real man's cock. Right?", TJ asked. I don't remember what I responded then, but I quickly started to undress. Was I just upset with Duncan or did I finally want to satisfy my teen-aged sexual fantasies for real? :sex:
 
Anger can be a dangerous thing. Are we headed for something we're going to enjoy, or regret in the morning, if not before?

A short but grinding chapter, complete with the sexual tension mounting.

Looking forward, with some trepidation, to your next installment.
 
Ooops! DQ is right ... anger is such a poor motivator ... so dangerous ...
 
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