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Innocence Lost - 17
by Tim S. (no address provided)
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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 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...
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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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