Rural Tennessee—June, 2023
Friday was bright and cloudless. I started my day in the communal shower,
where I always found some good eye candy.
Breakfast was now served up at the lodge, so anyone who had a room there
or at either of the annexes gathered in the dining area for our morning
meal. It was only disconcerting to share
a table with the porn guys for about half a second. Soon enough, we talked about anything and
everything.
I went home and made notes about the day
before—and wrote up a blog post. By noon
the guys were doing shoots at the pool again.
This time other content creators joined them.
The afternoon saw our first panel discussion
on content creation. Two men who did it
(including Seamus) and two consumers of the product. It was intriguing, but it didn’t change my
thoughts: that even as sexually driven
as I am, I could never issue content often enough to run a channel. And all that damn editing…
Ray’s assistant found me afterwards. He had a sign-up sheet for volunteers to do a
group shoot. Well, of course I would be happy
to do that. It was scheduled for 6pm—but
changed it to 5pm to not conflict with the dinner at the lodge.
I went down to the pool area early. I knew we’d have consent forms to fill out—and
I remembered to take my ID. It took a while
to get everyone to fill everything out and then a picture of us holding our ID next
to our face.
It looked like about a dozen of us were
there. Ray was in charge and Seamus was
participating. Jordi was manning a camera
as was the husband of another content creator.
There were at least two men who were content creators in the shoot. MasonxXxDixon plays the angle of a good ol’
country boy getting into trouble and is that redneck you’ve always wanted to
fuck. Also in the mix was a beefy man
with a shaved head who performs under the name Dane Hardon. The remaining 7 or 8 of us were just horn
dogs who like to show off.
Ray asked who were total tops. Two of us
raised our hands. Total bottoms—there were
two of those, too. Everyone else was versatile. We trooped up to a big white tent—the kind I
think of being used for wedding receptions. There were two slings—and a picnic
table. We stripped…I was down to my jock
and boots…
“Let me eat your ass.”
I touch Seamus’ arm.
He bends, holding on to edge of the picnic table. I pull apart his very white ass cheeks. Cock sucking is going on all around us as my
tongue finds his hole. He groans as I
lick and spit. I am hard. I really want to be back inside him. I stand up.
My cock slaps his cheek. The
camera is right there as I slide into him.
Seamus murmurs something. I hold a second, then begin my first
fuck. I know I can’t keep him long. Looking around the table, now rimmed with
men, ass in the air, I know Seamus needs to be topping with that big dick of his—not
just bottoming for me.
I fuck—hard and fast—and pull out with a friendly slap
to his ass.
My cock is instantly cleaned by one of the campers—a
tall man in his 50’s with a long beard.
He grins up at me and turns around, presenting his ass to me, an ass
with a great tan line, leaving it very white.
I kneel and eat him out. He
groans and begins begging for my dick.
The table is the central location. No one is in the slings—at least yet. The table has men on all sides of it, getting
fucked. My man reaches over to the man next
to him who is getting plowed by Ray. He
kisses him—just as my cock enters his hole.
I love watching them make out as the two thickest cocks in the tent plow
them. Long Beard is a great bottom—he is
milking my cock the moment I am in him. Ray
gives me a sign—and we switch bottoms. I
slide into my third man in the first ten minutes. His hole is hot—but he doesn’t have the
skills of either Seamus or Long Beard. I
fuck him hard, aware that the camera is once again right next to me…
*
The tops circle the table. We fuck a for a bit and we change to another
man. I have to wait a moment to get into
Dane. Everyone who fucks him, seems to
want to stay right there. Finally, his
ass is free. I sink to my knees and
stick my face between his voluptuous butt cheeks. He is super wet—a great natural luber. I lick and spit and he gives out the sexiest
groans as I do it. I enter him
slower. He pants at the thickness, but
takes me easily. I bottom out. His ass incredibly hot—literally. And wet.
Is he loaded? I fuck happily in
his hole, knowing that everyone who’s topping has been up him. I like the idea that I’m pushing their precum
deeper…
*
I have been in everyone who is bottoming. Ray has been so busy topping everyone, so I
haven’t been there. Or the total
top. Or in Mason. Mason has topped some, but has mostly
presented his redneck ass for use. And
Ray is there right now. Mason is honestly
having a tough time taking his girth.
And suddenly he relaxes—and Ray is all the way in, grinding his pubes
into that upturned ass. A number of us slowed
our own fucks to watch the moment. The
cameras have caught it all—the resistance and the victory of cock over tight
hole.
I go back to fucking full force. I am back up Long Beard. And he is really working for my load. This shoot was only supposed to be 20 minutes—and
we have easily doubled it. But that’s
still a short time to get me to cum. I
look around—I don’t think anyone has shot.
Ray pull’s out of Mason. He calls the end of the shoot.
Long Beard cleans my cock—and after slipping back into
my shorts and shirt, we go up to dinner together…
*
I was hoping to get off that night—as I’d
found the campground playroom. But
absolutely everyone was so busy playing bingo (hosted by drag queens to fight
the new laws in Tennessee) that no one got my load…
@ MasonxXxDixon
@DaneHardonXXX
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