Camping - first time for Gareth

Gareth had been cycling in the Welsh mountains all day. He was saddle sore, sweating, and tired. He had planned to reach the coast but was too exhausted. He turned a sharp corner as he free wheeled down from the mountain pass and he could see a small campsite 100 metres ahead. 'Great' he muttered to himself. He decided he would not be choosy but would use the site regardless. He had no energy to cycle further.

He opened and shut the main gate. He took a bit of a surprise when he saw up close the board with the pricing arrangements.

'Glas Llyn Farm Campsite. Guys only - clothing optional. Private lake shore.'

Gareth had never gone nudist before, and he was straight, but he saw it was clothing 'optional' so decided to go for it. He took a card, filled it in and deposited in the sealed letterbox with the correct amount of cash for one night, £20.

He saw there was only one tent up near the boundary river and a campervan a bit further up next to the toilet and showerblock. It was a beautiful location, river one side, steep slope and cliffs and forest the other. He saw two German guys fooling around by their tent just wearing briefs and he said hi to them. They waved back and started to unpack their gear from their cycle bags and started tidying their tent.

Gareth stripped to his lycra cycle shorts, took a towel and strolled into the shower block. It was clean with benches in the middle, 8 communal showers heads at the end and four large private showers with their own changing areas along the wall leading up to it. He decided on the private option, partly as he'd not had a wank for several days and needed to release himself. He didn't want to do that at the public end.

He ran the water, and soaped himself. After a couple of minutes he heard the door open and some chattering. He guessed it was the German guys. They sounded like they were heading to the communal showers. He heard some playful whooping noises and then it happened. His water suddenly turned cold. 'Fuck, that's freezing' he gasped and jumped out, still covered in soap. He quickly put two and two together. The German guys must be taking all the hot water.  

He decided there was no other option but to go to the communal end too. He had to get the soap off and the water was too cold.

He looked along the tiled floor and could see the two guys showering naked with six of the  shower heads turned on. 'No wonder the water is cold for me' he muttered to himself. Both guys were butt side to him washing vigorously.

As he reached the shower area both guys turned to face him. He could not help but see their cocks and he detected they were semi hard. 'Probably the warm water' he thought to himself.  

"Hi, I'm Johan" said the taller one, holding out his hand to shake.

"And I'm Christian" said the other.

Gareth shooks hands with both guys and started to shower off his soap. His cock was bobbing as he rubbed his chest.

Shortly after Johan stood against the wall and Christian started to wash his back for him.  Johan was standing legs apart and there was nowhere that Christian's hands weren't going. He was soaping Johan's crack sliding his hand up and down it sideways.

"Always good to have a friend help out" laughed Johan.

"Want help too?" said Christian.

"Er, umm. Not my thing." murmured Gareth.

"Go on" said Johan "Someone else can reach parts you can't reach yourself. It's even better when he does my front".  

Gareth was slightly surprised and even more so when he could see that both Johan and Christian now had fast growing cocks and Christian's hand was now reaching under Johan's arse and feeling the base of his cock.

"Ok, but no funny business like that" said Gareth.

And with that Gareth stood arms up against the wall and allowed Christian to soap his back.

....to be continued.