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Innocence Lost - 18
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 18: Thursday, The Camping Trip continued...
I awoke that last day alone again. "Just once," I
silently prayed, "just once I wish I could have woken up
with him still holding me. Oh, well. You can't tame a
Bear." I smiled at that thought. "Nor would I want to."
As full consciousness slowly returned and sleep faded
away, I realized that my bowels were burning quite
fiercely. Well, after what happened last night I wasn't
too surprised. I hope that Dr. Joe had another tube of
cream for me. It worked so well the last time. That
prayer was quickly answered in the form of Bear entering
the tent with Dr. Joe in tow.
"Heard that you had quite a night, Timmy."
"Yes sir."
"Doing okay?"
"Yes sir."
"Anything hurting?"
"Well, my backside a little bit."
"Figured as much. Let me take a look." I rolled over for
Dr. Joe's entirely clinical exam. How he was able to
separate the professional from the sexual in his line of
work was difficult to understand. "Woah, look at that."
he said sounding surprised and concerned.
"What's wrong?"
"Well, your ass is quite inflamed." he said, quickly
regaining his composure. Bear grabbed a mirror and held
it so that I could see. Inflamed was an understatement.
I had what appeared to be my innards hanging out of my
hole. I was instantly concerned myself.
"Don't worry. I've seen worse. Just some hemorrhoidal
tissue. Time for some more cream." He dug in his bag and
produced his miracle ointment, some pills and filled a
syringe before turning to Bear. "He needs to rest. Apply
this inside and out every hour if you want to be able to
use it at all tonight. Give him two pills every four
hours. And here's something to numb him up. Put it in
about a half hour before tonight and give him the shot
in his backside at the same time. And cancel any plans
you made for him today. Let him rest, okay?" Bear nodded
his head and I suddenly realized that I missed something
today.
"Oh, my god, Dr. Joe. I am so sorry. I missed our
morning session!"
"That's alright, Timmy. In your current condition, you
would not have been able to do anything this morning
anyway."
"But I made you a promise. And Bear taught me that
whenever I made a promise or an agreement, I have to
fulfill my obligations. Didn't you Bear?" Bear nodded a
tad uncertainly. I rolled over and presented myself to
Dr. Joe. "Try it like this. I open up a bit more like
this. You should be able to-"
"No, Timmy. No today. You need to rest for tonight.
Trust me you'll need it."
"But I don't want to break my promise." I rolled back
over and moved adjacent to him, unzipping his fly and
digging out his prick. I stroked it once or twice and
popped it into my mouth.
"Timmy, really, don't worry about it." his tone of voice
was rather unconvincing, especially since his statement
was immediately followed by him emitting a little "mmm"
of pleasure.
"Please Dr. Joe. I want to be a man of honour, just like
Bear has taught me to be. Let me pleasure you."
"Fine, fine. If you must. Just go ahead and suck it.
I'll be fine with that."
"No! It's the last day. You need to fuck me. Come on,
Dr. Joe. Just a little. I'm sure it will be so tight
that..."
"Fuck me instead." Bear interjected. That gave both of
us pause.
"What?" we asked in unison.
"Look son, you can't. Not if you want to do it tonight,
and trust me, you'll want to do it tonight. And you did
make a promise to Dr. Joe and you are right, you need to
honour all of the promises you make. So, logically, if
you can't honour your promise, then I, as your father
must honour your bargain for you. So I guess Dr. Joe
will have to fuck me instead," he explained.
As far as I knew no one and I mean no one had ever
fucked Bear. He definitely was not the bottom type. Not
by a long shot. He didn't even like it when I put my
finger in his ass, let alone a man's cock. "And since my
hole isn't used too much, it should be at least as tight
as Timmy after he's been fucked a couple of times, so
you should get the same amount of pleasure from it. It
just makes sense. And Timmy can help us, so that way,
he's still a part of the bargain. Honour intact.
Agreement met. Do we have an accord?" Dr. Joe was
agreeable to it and soon I found myself in the
unfamiliar position of greasing up Bear's tight hole.
He was nervous. I wondered if he had ever let anyone
fuck him before. I was pretty sure that he hadn't. As I
kneeled there, working my fingers in and out of Bear,
Dr. Joe was taking his time fucking my mouth good and
slow and deep. I liked feeling his hands on the back of
my head. When he was rock hard, he knelt down behind
Bear who was in a doggie style position. I helped him
guide his tool into Bear's tight, quivering hole. Bear
clamped down on it. He seemed very nervous by the whole
ordeal and I felt sorry for him.
Looking back it seems kind of silly that I would feel
that way. I mean, after all that he had done to me, it
should have felt more like a sweet revenge, but it was
more sympathy than anything. And a bit of shame that he
had to endure this in my stead. As I said. Seems kind of
funny. I mean, Dr. Joe wasn't even that big. About
average. And hell, yesterday I had a full grown man's
hand and cock in my hole. Not to mention that triple
penetration thing that I did. But then again, I was far
more used to this than he.
Dr. Joe was a bit more tender with Bear than he had ever
been with me, maybe fearing that if he went too fast or
too hard that Bear might clamp his hole down and rip his
dick off or just get up and punch him right in the face.
But Bear did neither. He just knelt there and took my
punishment. I took pity on him and was soon laying
underneath him and sucking his cock, while palming Dr.
Joe's balls, trying to encourage him to come faster. It
seemed to work for soon his cream was pumping into
Bear's hole. His spasming must have felt pretty good to
Bear because soon he was filling my mouth with his
juice.
When I milked out the last drops with my lips, I
immediately slid out from underneath him and tongued his
hole as deep as I could (which wasn't too terribly deep,
mind you) lapping at Dr. Joe's contribution. We all
flopped down in a heap and laid there for a bit,
relishing the orgasmic glow. After a bit, Dr. Joe got up
to excuse himself, repeating his instructions to Bear
for my care and left our tent. Bear made me lay down and
rest while he went to get my breakfast for me and cancel
all of my appointments for the day. I must have looked a
bit down, but he told me not to worry about it, saying,
"Besides. All of the men I had lined up already had you
last night. So you've settled your debts ahead of time."
He gave me that little smile and walked away. When he
returned we ate and he applied the cream to my backside.
It was so swollen he almost couldn't get a finger in
there. He made me lay down again and told me that he had
to go pick up all of the stuff from yesterday, so he'd
be gone for the morning, moving it all back up to the
house.
That way it would be nice and quiet in the tent and I
could get some sleep. He said that he'd be back to check
on me and apply the ointment again a bit later, giving
me a deep kiss before he left. I snuggled down in our
sleeping bags, deeply breathing in the scent of him that
still lingered there before dozing off.
A short while later I was awaken to the sensation of
someone sticking their finger in my swollen hole. I
opened my eyes just enough to notice that it was Bear. I
gave him a small smile and then dozed off again to the
sensation of his tender ministrations. This happened
several times so when I was awoken some time later to
the same sensations I barely batted an eye. Until I
heard the voices. One I recognized the other two younger
ones, I did not. My eyes shot open to see Thomas there
and his two boys Eric and Aaron were playing with my
ass. I wanted to jump up and stop them, but it felt so
good. My swelling had gone down by then, so there was no
real pain to be noted. At least no more than I could
handle.
"That's it boys, nice and gentle. We don't want to
startle him." Thomas said before looking down at my
face. "Oh, look. He's awake. Hiya, Timmy. How are you
feeling after last night."
"Still a little sore." I told him.
"Well, that's to be expected. Well, we are here for our
appointment that Bear scheduled for us. Hope you don't
mind us waking you up, but you looked so beautiful
laying there."
"No, I don't mind, but you aren't supposed to be here.
Bear said he canceled all of my ‘appointments' for
today. Dr. Joe said to and he said he did during
breakfast."
"Oh. Well, being the last day and all, the boys and I
slept in and didn't go to breakfast this morning. We
must have missed him. Oh, well, come on boys, the deal's
off." That one stung me. Bear had always taught me that
a deal was a deal and I had to honour it. Also the fact
that Thomas' cock was slowly rising right in my face
helped my decision. I remembered how big and thick it
looked up on the stage last night, not to mention Eric's
was about the same. I grabbed Thomas by the wrist.
"Don't go." I said. "I will honour the deal and live up
to my obligations. Bear wouldn't have it any other way."
"Are you sure? I mean, if you're not up to it, I
understand. Especially after last night's performance."
His son must have asked him a silent question and Thomas
proceeded to tell him about what happened after the
talent show was over.
"Wow." I heard him say. "I'm impressed. He's even
younger than Aaron."
"I know." Thomas replied.
"I want to fuck you and your sons. I want those big
thick dicks inside of me. They look so good." I said
with a smile.
"Oh, no, Timmy, you have it wrong. Yes, I call them my
boys, but only Eric is my son. Aaron is my grandson," he
said with a smile. "Eric is Aaron's father." I gave him
a very confused look. "Well, Eric looks a bit younger
than he is. He's actually almost twenty two. He
impregnated my step daughter- his step sister when he
was, what, fourteen? Yeah, fourteen. She was sixteen.
Her mother and I helped these two get together.
"It was one of the reasons I married her. She was as
okay with my and Eric's relationship as I was with her
and her daughter's. Now we all sleep in the same bed and
switch around with whomever we choose. It was my wife's
idea that I not sleep with her daughter until she was
already pregnant with Eric's baby, so we could be sure
that it was his. Now she's pregnant with my baby and my
wife is pregnant with his."
I rolled over to look into Eric's eyes and saw that he
was as happy with this arrangement as his father was.
Aaron's eyes had the same look in them and they both
nodded to me. I was impressed. That was one hell of a
family.
"Grandma and Grandpa join in when they come to visit."
Eric said. O.K. It was definitely one hell of a family.
"Holidays around our house are always pretty cool. You
don't know what it's like opening up Christmas gifts
naked and then having an orgy under the tree. It's so
much fun!" Aaron said. I would just have to take his
word for it.
"My stepdaughter is actually from my wife's father. He
impregnated her when she was just twelve." Thomas added
in.
I noticed that by this point they were all pretty hard
and I had joined them. I rolled back and slipped Thomas'
ample meat in my mouth and the boys kept up their
ministrations on my tender backside. I thought about
what they had just told me and tried to picture my
family doing the same thing. It was damn near
impossible. Especially when you added in the
grandparents. But it did form a pretty vivid image in my
brain. It was wiped clean when I felt Eric shift around
and sink his meat into me.
"Damn, it's so swollen inside. It's so tight and hot in
there. You are going to love this, daddy."
"I know I will," he replied, in a very seductive tone of
voice. I must admit, Eric felt different than others who
had been in me. He was touching areas with his prick
that no other man ever had and in different ways. I
wondered what the difference was, but was content to lay
there and enjoy it. I contemplated Thomas' prick as it
was sliding down my throat. It had a pretty good curve
to it, and it was hard to get it down the right way. It
kept trying to shoot up the roof of my mouth and into my
nasopharynx. It was getting tough to handle in a way,
since it was so large. He suggested that they roll me
over and Eric approved, flipping me over without pulling
out.
I always loved that sensation. Thomas put a pillow under
my head so that it leaned back, which made deep
throating him a hell of a lot easier. The shape of his
cock made it so much easier to angle right down my
gullet. He started going to town once he realized that
fact as well. His pelvis kept bumping into my face with
his hard thrusts.
Aaron did not remain idle. He climbed right up and
swallowed my prick down, taking me as deep as my size
would allow. It seemed that he was used to much bigger
things than my puny childish dick, but he didn't let
that dissuade him and he sucked on it like it was the
best piece of meat he'd ever tasted. I decided that I
liked this group. They didn't seem to have any
compunctions- no rules, scruples or shame about
anything.
They just enjoyed the act and the art of fucking and had
fun with it, no matter who their partner for the moment
was. What, with the way Eric was plowing my ass, his
father ramming my throat full of cock and Eric's
son/Thomas' grandson sucking the very root from me, what
was there not to like? I just laid back and had some fun
with it. There was some pain, true, but not nearly
enough to discourage me from my current activities.
After a bit, Thomas decided that he wanted a piece of my
ass, so Eric pulled out. I watched him as removed his
ample tube steak from inside of me and was amazed when
it flipped up and smacked him in the belly. True, it was
of very good size (though nothing near as impressive as
I've had before) but it was the curvature that it had
that impressed me. After it slapped his belly, it
flopped down again and then assumed its natural shape
that curved it much like a banana. The head of it rested
in his navel, even while he was kneeling. It defied
seemed to defy gravity. It almost looked like the handle
of a teacup with the way it was shaped with the rest of
his body.
They switched places and gave a deep sigh as he
penetrated me.
"Ahh. You're right son. It's so good. And with the
swelling it grips a dick in just the right way."
"Told you so," Eric said, as he slipped his prick
between my lips. "Great mouth, too."
"See? Didn't I tell you. The kid's a natural. You should
hear how Bear brags about him." he said as he commenced
humping me. His son took his lead and did just the same.
Aaron for his part never stopped his actions, sucking me
for all he was worth.
"Like what?" Eric asked.
"What?"
"What does Bear say?"
"Oh, man, about how much he likes to be double
penetrated and fucking the dog and shit like that."
"Oh, yeah?" Eric said. The tone of his voice belayed his
thoughts. He was thinking about D.P.ing me. "Sounds
good. Let's flip his ass back over and do it."
"I don't know, son. He's pretty swollen still. We don't
want to tear him up before tonight." I spit out Eric's
cock and gave the same answer I always did whenever
there was some doubt about my abilities.
"Do it. Go ahead. God, I want to feel your two cocks
fucking me right now."
"See?" Thomas said. "He's willing to do anything." Aaron
let me loose and backed away and watch his father and
grandfather flip me around and line themselves up for my
quivering hole. They forced themselves in, my swollen
guts not slowing them down a bit.
"Oh, fuck! That feels good!" Thomas shouted.
"See? I knew it would be a good idea." Eric replied as
the two of them started pounding me. I loved the feel of
the two curvaceous dicks spreading my bowels apart as
they penetrated me deeper, further, harder. I could feel
a gap opening up in my sphincter as they spread
themselves apart, sliding against one another. They had
done this before, I could tell. Probably with their
women. Lucky bitches.
Aaron insinuated himself into the danger zone, sliding
his face between their pounding, slapping pelvises and
putting his mouth to good use, licking and sucking on
all three sets of balls. That is when he could reach
mine. He was good at it, must have had lots of practise.
The men were enjoying it too and with little warning and
no advanced planning, managed to both unload inside of
me with great fanfare. They even moaned and groaned the
same, from deep inside of their chests. Their love juice
was like a balm to my burning insides. Eric collapsed on
top of me and we all enjoyed a three way tongue kiss.
When they recovered, they thanked me for my services and
told me that they'd see me later on tonight. I kissed
each one of them and laid back, returning to my rest.
A bit later I heard Bear sneaking into the tent and
digging for the medicine to apply it. I rolled over and
smiled at him. I was going to tell him about what had
just happened, I really was, but he cut me off before I
had a chance to.
"Time for more of the cream. Roll over." I did as I was
told. He reached down with a grease covered finger and
spread my cheeks. "Huh. Seems like you have enough cream
in you already. Who was it?" His tone had a bit of anger
and disappointment in it.
"Thomas, Eric and Aaron came by while you were out." I
said a bit shyly, afraid of his reaction.
"Did they now?"
"Yes, sir."
"And you let them fuck you?"
"Yes, sir."
"And are you supposed to be fucking anyone right now?"
he was definitely starting to get angry.
"No sir, but they said that you didn't tell them not to
show up and when they got here I tried to tell them ‘no'
but they said that we had made a deal and I know how
important it is to you that I fulfill my obligations and
I didn't want to make you angry and their dicks were so
big and the curve on their dicks was incredible and I
just had to have it and... and... I'm sorry, Bear. I'm
so sorry. I didn't mean to disobey you, but like you
said, ‘a deal's a deal."
I rolled over and grabbed him, hugging him tight, a few
tears moistening his chest hair. "Please don't punish
me." Bear's posture remained stiff and I could tell that
his anger was real. We stayed that way for a bit until,
after a few minutes, Bear finally relaxed and ran his
fingers through my hair.
"It's alright, boy. I'm not going to punish you, it's
just- it's just that I wanted to make sure that you were
in prime condition for tonight."
"I promise, Bear, I'll do anything that you want me to.
I do whatever it takes to win the contest tonight. I
promise, I'll win, no matter what it takes."
"It's not the contest, Timmy. It's just that- well, I
can't tell you that right now. But promise me, no one
else today until it's time. Okay?"
"Okay. I promise." And with that Bear rolled me over,
applied the medication and snuggled up close to me.
Everything was right with the world.
We must have dozed off because the next thing I knew I
was awaken to the sound of he dinner bell and as I
regained consciousness, I realized that my prayer had
been finally answered. Bear was still spooning me,
holding me close to him. It felt wonderful. So warm, so
loving. I gave a deep sigh of contentment and felt him
start to shift.
I grabbed his arm and held on tight, not wanting him to
go away, but I already knew that we would have to get up
and go eat so I'd have the strength to perform in
tonight's challenge. Regrettably, I released him and he
rolled over for my tube of medication, liberally
applying it to my hole. Then we both left the tent ad
headed for dinner and whatever the rest of the night
held.
The meal was another good one, as they had all been this
week. While we were eating I had noticed that all of the
tarps over the common area had come down. I asked Bear
about this and he told me that they had done it to start
packing up a little early, since the weather was going
to be nice tonight, and they felt no need to keep them
up. This saddened me a bit because it meant that the
week was indeed almost over and this was the last night
of it. Tomorrow I had to go home to my real life and
leave this world where Bear was my daddy.
"Don't look at it that way." Bear said when I told him
how I was feeling. "Just look at it this way, you're
still here. I'm still here. Hell, everyone is still here
and we all have tonight together. So let's just make
tonight a night that you will always remember." It was
good advice and something that I took to heart. I gave
him a big smile and we finished eating.
When dinner was over, everyone cleaned up and began to
set up for tonight's competition, except for myself and
Bear who stole me away to our tent. He cleaned me up a
bit and applied the numbing medicine to my backside and
gave me Dr. Joe's shot. By the time we rejoined the
group, everything was set up for tonight. I had no idea
what the competition was going to be, but I was ready
for everything. The council once again lined the stage
and Vance stood up to address the group.
"Gentlemen, as you know, tradition dictates that on the
last night we celebrate our boys. These young men are
the whole reason why we are here and they deserve a
night for us to show them our gratitude and to give them
thanks. And we do that by giving out awards to those who
have gone above and beyond their stations to love and
pleasure us. And so, this last night is not one of
competition, but rather one of recognition.
"Ballots were issued to you all today and were collected
tonight before the meal for each of you to choose the
top boys in different categories that you all thought
deserved special recognition for their efforts this
week. We have tabulated the results and are now ready to
reveal the results."
He went on and gave awards to boys in each of the three
groups. There was plenty of applause and congratulations
to go around to what seemed to be almost every boy but
me. The boys who won the contests each got an award as
well. Those ones stung my pride a bit, especially the
last one for the talent show. I should have won that.
They had even told me so. Alas, it was not to be.
"Alright gentlemen, now it is time for the last award
for the evening and you all know what that means. "Boy
of the Year." And believe it or not, this boy has
actually won two of the biggest awards at the same time.
You all have gotten to know him and have all expressed
your strong feelings about him. He is the first one to
ever win ‘Boy of the Year' by unanimous decision. That's
right. Every single one of you voted for him to win this
award. And if I'm lying I encourage whoever didn't vote
for him to call bullshit. But I know none of you will."
By now I was suspecting that it was me he was talking
about, but I had gotten my hopes up before and wasn't
willing to feel let down again, so I kept my emotions in
check. "He also is the only boy to ever win the other
award by unanimous decision. So just to be clear on
this, not only have you all decided that this little guy
was the best boy this year, you have also all agreed
that he was the ‘Best Newcomer' as well. Never before
has this ever happened- ‘Best Newcomer' and ‘Boy of the
Year' has gone to the same boy. And all of you, and I
stress this, all of you agree on this."
By now I was certain that it was me, I mean who the hell
else could it have been? "So, without further adieu, I
give the one, the only boy that you all know and love so
well, Timmy!" I stood up to thunderous applause and
cheers. I was blushing and with my pale skin, the
redness showed all over my little body. I nervously
walked up to the stage, encouraged by Bear's gentle
pushes. They gave me two certificates, which I couldn't
read and a sash, like Miss America's. I was blushing so
hard that even my genitals were reddened. I stood up
there for all to see and soaked in their fanfare of me.
I have to admit that I loved it, basking in the
spotlight, so to speak. I felt incredible. I looked over
to Bear and saw a few tears in his eyes that he tried to
nonchalantly wipe away. He was so proud of me. I was so
happy that I had made him so proud that I formed a few
tears myself. Vance let this go on for a while before he
raised his hands to quiet the group down. Once they were
silent enough for us to speak he asked me, loud enough
for everyone to hear,
"So Timmy, can you please tell us why we had to take our
tarps down early today? You know normally they stay up
until tomorrow, but for some reason, Bear felt compelled
to make us take them down today and lay them out on the
ground. Any ideas why?" I shot a look over to Bear, who
was trying to look innocent, but was failing miserably.
"Um, did you do it for me? For my fantasy?"
"We may have, we just may have done it for that reason.
So why don't you tell everyone here what exactly your
fantasy is?"
"Well," I started and then felt extremely embarrassed.
This was a fantasy. Not something that I ever felt would
come true. I had only shared it with Bear, but
apparently he felt the need to share it with Vance and
who knows whoever else. I looked over at him again and
he gave me a motion with his arms that encouraged me to
go on. This was my one chance for it to come true. "My
fantasy," another pause of uncertainty, "is to get
everyone good and stoned first."
"We can do that." Vance cut in and he waved to some
people who brought in the giant water pipe and a tray of
pre-rolled joints with various bottles of poppers and
set them down on a table. My eyes went wide at this.
"And then?"
"And then we all get good and slippery with oil."
"Got it covered." he said, waving again and a giant bowl
of what I assumed was oil was brought in and set on the
table next to the tray. "Then?"
"Then we all get in a big group and fuck each other on
the tarps, so that it is nice and slippery. Finishing
with every single dick here fucking me and cumming
inside of me."
"And what is that called, Timmy? You know when a big
group of people have sex?"
"An orgy?"
"That's right. An orgy. Got it, people? Timmy wants to
have a big, stoned, slippery orgy. Where anything goes.
So with that in mind, the council has agreed to suspend
the bracelet regulations so that anyone would be
available to anyone else, for any activity. Knowing
this, if you choose to not partake in this reward, then
don't set foot on the tarp. Because once you do, then
you and your boy will be treated as though they were a
blue boy and be open and available for any and all
advances. Everyone got it? Is there anyone who does not
agree with this?" No one made a sound. "Is there anyone
who does not want to participate, if so, raise your
hand."
Not a single person raised their hand. "Fine, then. All
boys are to remove their bracelets and are all to be
considered blue boys, regardless of their age." There
was a large "hooray" from the group. "But, gentlemen,
please keep in mind that this is the first time that
this has ever been done. And every blue boy has the
right to say no to anything. Meaning if a boy says no,
then the answer is no. If this rule is not followed then
this council has already agreed that any offending party
will not be invited back to the camp out ever again. Is
that understood?"
A murmur of ascent was heard as everyone agreed to the
terms. "All right then, boys, remove your bracelets and
let's all have a wonderful night."
A cheer went up and all of the boys, including me,
ripped their coloured bracelets off their wrists.
Everyone got up and we all started moving over to an
area by the lake where all of the tarps had been lined
up and tied together. Bear grabbed me and carried me
over, while the members of the council grabbed the other
accouterments to make my fantasy a reality. I had a big
smile on my face than just would not come off, I was so
happy. Here it was, my fantasy brought to life. How many
people can ever say that? And at the age of five, no
less.
What a night it was going to be...
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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