Father-Son Muscle Camp

Chapter 1 

I was still wondering about Camp Ironwood even as we turned the corner of the mountain road and saw the sign announcing its entrance, bordered by towering redwoods.

Why had my dad been so insistent about us spending a week at this camp? I’d just gotten used to staying with him at his beach home. But it was so nice being reunited with my dad, I wanted to do anything he asked.

My father had been mostly a remote figure in my life. Through the years he would appear occasionally, visiting me on random birthdays, and then I wouldn’t see him for a year or more. He and my mom divorced when I was a baby, and she’d remarried.

I always loved his visits. What kid doesn’t want to see his father? But this was more than that. My dad is absolutely fucking gorgeous: six feet two, classic dark looks, and a muscular body that would put any Greek god to shame. He made my mouth water.

Of course, most of the time he wore clothes over that body, but once he showed up at a pool party and I nearly passed out. He wore a small Speedo, leaving most of his stud body on display: massive pecs with huge stiff nipples, corded arms and legs, defined abs and a huge bulge in his tiny swimsuit. That night I jerked off three times thinking about that body!

Then, four weeks ago after my eighteenth birthday, he showed and dropped a bombshell. He wanted me to stay with him at his beachside home for the summer. My mother clearly wasn’t pleased about the offer, but I was an adult, she said, and it was up to me.

A summer with my drop-dead beautiful father? At the beach? Holy fuck! There was no question I wouldn’t do it.

Sure enough, staying with dad was like a dream come true—or, should I say, a wet dream come true. His beautiful villa was on a private beach, and he often liked to sunbathe in the nude. I’m not modest, and I have a rocking hot body myself, but I wasn’t used to being naked on a beach. I was sure I would get an immediate hard-on looking at my dad’s hot body, and of course I did.

He laughed it off, said it was completely natural, and even invited me to jerk off right then and there. I was shocked, but what he said next shocked me even more.

“You want me to pose for you, Erik?” he said with a smile, and curled the bicep in his left arm. “I get the feeling you dig muscle guys, right? I saw the porn site you left on your laptop.”

Clearly he was okay with my being gay. He struck another muscle pose and my hard dick began leaking a steady stream of precum.

“You’d better beat that thing before it breaks off,” dad said with a laugh, nodding to my huge dick. He picked up a tube oil tanning oil and tossed it to me and watched with a grin while I drizzled some all over my stiff penis. Then dad inflated his huge muscle pecs, intent on giving me the best visual.

Holy crap. His huge pecs were the sexiest things I’d ever seen. It only took three strokes on my hard cock before it erupted and sprayed a geyser of cum across the sand to my dad’s nude body. My juice splashed across his massive chest, and four more shots coats his arms and legs. By the time I was through cumming, his body was soaked in my hot jizz.

“That’s my boy!” he said. “You came like a real champ!”

It wasn’t easy to ignore that he had a huge hard-on, too. But he turned quickly and ran into the sea. I stared at his muscle butt as he ran off. It was fully tanned, just like the rest of his body. He must have spent a lot of time nude on the beach.

That night in bed I was all set to whack off another load, thinking about my dad’s huge stiff dick, when he walked in the bedroom. I quickly covered up.

“Hey, relax, son!” he said as he sat on the side of the bed. He wore nothing but a loose pair of shorts. Having his nearly-naked studlike body so close almost made me whimper.

“You gonna beat off another load?” he asked with a knowing smile. “What a stud! Sorry to interrupt. But I wanted to tell you how much I love you being here. I know we haven’t seen much of each other through the years, but I’ve been so proud of how well you’ve done in school. I’m also proud of how you’ve built up your body.” He reached out and ran his hand over one of my pecs.

He paused and stood. I could see his shorts tented out with his hard-on. “Now I have a proposal. My friend Carl goes with his son every year to a camp up in the mountains. He always talks about how much fun they have, but it’s a special camp, just for families. Now that you’re with me, how about the two of us heading up there tomorrow?”

I’d never been much into camping. Hanging out at the beach, where I could look at other guys, was more my style. But, of course, I would do anything dad wanted me to.

“Sure thing,” I said, trying to sound enthusiastic.

 He reached down and squeezed my hand. “Good boy. I guarantee you won’t regret it.” He stood, paused to let me take a good look at his body, and said, “I’m heading off to bed now. Try not to be too loud when you cum, okay?”

 ***

Beyond the sign welcoming us to Camp Ironwood was a small gatehouse. We pulled up in our red Porsche and a man came out. I did a double-take. Not only was this guy insanely handsome and super-muscular, he was practically naked! He wore a tight pair of khaki shorts, and that was all! He checked my dad’s ID and waved us forward.

My dad laughed and turned toward me as he drove. “You’re probably wondering about that guy at the gate, right? I haven’t told you everything about Camp Ironwood. It caters to families who are into fitness. A lot of bodybuilders come here. I figured you’d like that, right? All that muscle?”

I still got nervous when he talked about my passion for muscle dudes, but I was getting used to it. “That sounds fucking hot!” I said, which made him laugh more.

We were approaching a parking area in a clearing. After he stopped the car, I looked at the cabins nestled in the woods beyond. Two men walked past us and my jaw dropped. They had bodybuilder physiques, and they were completely naked! Their huge dicks swung as they walked.

Dad turned to me again. “One more thing I haven’t told you. Well, really two more things. The camp is for men only. And most of the guys here like to be naked. It’s a nudist camp.”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I was going to spend a whole week at a male-only nudist camp? Most of them bodybuilders? With my hot stud father?

 Life was certainly looking up!