Timberfell Resort—June, 2024
Friday was another hot day. I stayed at the motel for the morning and
wrote up the post which became Hitting the Target. After hitting the publish button, I made some
tea and went to the campground. I was
hydrating as there was a piss party scheduled in the shower area near the
pool. It ended up being cancelled, which
was just as well; no matter how hard I tried to hydrate, it all came out in
sweat with the temperatures in the high eighties, touching 90 by mid-afternoon.
In the afternoon, I went to a lecture/discussion
on, among other things, consent. But my
mind was on the upcoming amateur shoot later that day. It had been fun last year, but with all the
content creators around I was expecting it to be even better this year.
I showed up at the pavilion tent just
before 5pm to get the paper work done. I
stripped down to boots and jock. Three
slings were set up. There were three
camera men, one of whom was one of my campground fans. It was a great assortment of men as you can
see from the picture. A few pointers
were given to us about things like hand placement so as not to get in the way
of the shot, etc. And we began, with Ray
egging us on…
I make instant eye contact with one of the men I
fucked last year. He’s one of the guys
who was glad to see me when I arrived on Wednesday. We grab the farthest sling. He jumps in and I kneel, my tongue finding
his hole. He is in good shape, with a
wonderfully furry chest, and a jock with a string tie. I lube up as I eat him out. He moans—and I stand up. His friend is right there with the
camera. I enter him, just my big flared
head popping into his wet hole. I wait a
second…and inch in.
“Fuck me!”
I begin, slowly, to fuck in and out. In moments his hole is ready for a faster
fuck. I am soon slamming into him,
making the sling frame squeak. I lock
eyes with him and keep up the pace. I
can see the effect of each of my fuck strokes in his face. He keeps nodding, which makes me fuck a
little harder still.
I glance around.
All three slings are busy. In the
middle one I see Sir Kirk working over Robbie Prescott. I make a mental note I want Robbie’s ass
before the day is done. There are also
men doing oral behind us—others watch the action happening in the slings. It is a wonderful carnal energy.
I fuck a little longer. I finally slap his ass and help him out of
the sling. Logan Grant is right there
watching us. He hops in. I eat his hole, I think taking him by
surprise that I’m rimming. He groans, telling
me how good it feels. I stand up and
slide into him. His eyes widen as my
full length stretches him open. Our eyes
lock. I love looking into them as I fuck. Another guy beats his hard cock on Logan’s
hairy chest as I fuck…
*
I relinquish the sling to a younger top and his
bottom.
I move around.
I find Frank Bottoms, in the sling at the other end. Someone has just pulled out of his ass,
leaving it very wet. He nods to me and I
go to my knees and lick out his ass. He
moans and calls me a dirty pig. I love
his ‘high mileage’ hole. It has seen a
lot of cock in it—which makes my cock even harder as I take his pronounced ass
lips into my mouth. I spit some of his
juices back into him and stand up. Frank
loves my cock. He moans and tells me to
keep on fucking him. My hands find his
ample pecs. I work his nipples as my
cock rams into him.
I pull out and let another man take over on Frank. Sir Kirk has left Robbie panting in the
middle sling. I move in. I am eating his hole before Robbie even knows
I’m there. He moans. He smiles as I stand up and enter him. It’s a talented ass. He squeezes down on me in a welcoming way—and
lets it go slack as I begin to fuck into him.
He has a wonderfully expressive face, letting me know just how much he
loves my dick inside him. I fuck and
fuck—and stop only as I see there are other men eager to get into him.
I spot what I believe to be a couple. They are likely my age. The top, in his cowboy hat, is fucking his
well-maintained partner. This hot blond
is bent over, holding onto the poles of a sling frame. I have seen other men taking a turn in the
blond as Cowboy Hat strokes to it. I go
over. CH is plowing into him. I nod.
He pulls out. I clean his
cock. He grins and says “He wants your
dick…”
I don’t need to be asked twice. I push into the well-used hole. He grunts his approval of my cock. Cowboy Hat watches every stroke, working his
own dick. I fuck him hard—my hips
slapping into his full ass. The noise
fills the pavilion. I know we must be
getting close to the end. Other guys
have shot and dropped out. I wouldn’t
mind loading this ass. Cowboy Hat moves
in—he wants to fuck the blond again.
“You really opened him up,” he smiles as he sinks into the blond…
*
I move to the middle sling. Robbie is still there, but he is now face
down in it, still fully supported by the sling, with his knees wrapped around
the straps. It looks uncomfortable, but
he seems to love it—just as much as the young man fucking him incredibly hard.
I am joined by the first guy I railed. He leans against the sling stand, watching
Robbie, his ass jutting out for me to use.
I fuck him, also watching Robbie be take the guy’s dick. In moments, the young man in Robbie is
cumming. His body shakes with every
spurt.
I tell Robbie to stay there. My camp follower on camera is right beside us
as I begin to felch the load. He even
touches my head so I can pull back and give the viewers a better look at the
cum dripping out of Robbie.
I stand up. I
know this is just what I need.
“You gonna breed me, too…? whispers Robbie.
I grunt out an affirmative. My dick is pushing into the wet jizz I didn’t
lick out. My dick thrusts sound very
wet. I fuck. Hard and fast.
I pull out to taste the frothed cum. The moment my tongue touches it, I know I’m
ready to breed. I stand back up and sink
as deep as possible into slim little Robbie.
My cock fires off a load that doesn’t seem to stop…
*
There are pictures and twitter info on some of the pornsters here, on the original post.
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