The Holiday Camp

Young gay man having sex in a holiday camp

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In the UK, we have holiday camps. A campus filled with large static caravans, restaurants, bars, a swimming pool & entertainment. This story is based on one of these sites.

Hi, I'm Zac. I was 18 when I joined the camp on a managerial apprenticeship, to learn all aspects of running the campus. 

My first job was in reception, learning to meet and greet, and handle bookings. I tried to keep my sexuality to myself, but I'm a little camp, especially my telephone voice. This didn't go unnoticed by Derek, my immediate boss. He was in his late 20s, tall, slim, with a wicked smile. First thing in the morning, I had to pick up any web bookings and email the customers. There was then a steady stream of comings and goings until 7 pm, when we shut. Long hours, but lots of fun. I'm a people person, so it came naturally. With the door locked, we went into the backroom to sort out the day's business.

I was at the computer screen, entering the stats, when I felt Derek's hands slide over my shoulders and massage me. I let out a sigh. He loosened my tie and undid a few shirt buttons, and slid his hands over my chest. My dick stirred. "We can go back to my place, if you want". I felt like putty. We finished off, and walked the short distance to his caravan. Inside was immaculate. He turned to face me. Drawing me to him, our lips met. I put my hands behind his head, and he squeezed my butt, grinding into me. I could feel his hardness. He unbuckled me, and my trousers dropped to my knees. Kneeling down, he pulled my cock through the fly of my boxers and licked the veins. A hand went inside my pants, and a finger worked its way into my bud. At that moment, I wanted him inside me. I'd had a few fumblings at college, and had oral, but I was a virgin anally. Now was not the time to tell him. He stood back up and led me to bed. We stood beside it, undressing each other. He kissed me from head to toe, then laid me gently on the bed. His fat, uncut manhood stared me in the face. I couldn't resist, and swallowed what I could, stroking the base and cupping his hairy sack. He face fucked me, making me choke, then nestled in behind me. He kissed my neck, then worked his way down until I felt his tongue worming its way into my hole. He moved and put lube on me, then worked a finger in. I suppressed a cry and groaned when he hit the spot. Two fingers went in and I pushed back. More lube went on, then his cock was at my backdoor. 'This is it', I thought to myself, and he entered me. Fucking hell, it hurt, but he couldn't see my tears. He kissed the back of my neck again and began pumping. As my hole adjusted, my erection returned. "I want to watch you", so we changed around and he mounted me. I had my arms round the back of my knees, and a hand on my dick, which was now dripping. We kissed and fucked gently. It was all I'd ever wanted since puberty. He took over my cock, jerking in time to his thrusts. I didn't last much longer, my face contorted and ribbons of cum splattered everywhere. He licked the last drips from his hand, then banged harder until he held still, breeding me, the first of many. We watched TV together, sipping beers. He wanted me to stay the night, but I needed my sleep.

Back in my van, I felt my wet hole and couldn't help masturbating, cumming again only an hour after my first shag. The reception module was a breeze. Derek had his way with me several times a week. I'm gonna enjoy my job, with all its 'benefits'.

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On our days off, we were allowed to use the camp's facilities. Most of the time, the pool was occupied by screaming kids, so I went early or late. I was pretty good, gliding up and down the 25 metre pool. Sometimes other staff or guests were there, and we'd have impromptu races.  Alongside, in an adult-only room, was a basic gym. I was in there one evening, attempting to use the bench press (my arms are pathetic). A young guy came in. Laughing, he stood behind me and helped with the bar. He introduced himself as Jakub, a temp from Poland, but here at uni. Broad-shouldered, with a defined, tanned body, I could feel my cock thicken. I could see up his shorts, they had no inner lining, Hairy balls hung down one side, and a long, uncut dick down the other. We swapped, he added more weights, and lifted them with ease. My erection was becoming obvious, so I suggested a swim. We swam alongside each other. He matched me easily. After half a dozen lengths, we sat at the side and chatted. In his broad accent, he said he was from Gdansk, working in our kitchens during the holiday. Then, with a twinkle in his eye, he pointed to my bulge and asked if I liked boys. I responded by stroking his thigh. He turned toward me, and I ran my fingers onto his sack. He shuffled forward, and we kissed. My hardness was becoming painful, so we went to the showers. We soaped each other under the warm water. His cock had grown and the tip was just poking through the foreskin, begging to be sucked. He pushed on my shoulders, I kissed my way down his body. Holding my head, he gently fucked me, while I played with his balls. I managed to get a hand on my own cock and began beating. He pumped harder and his balls tightened, and I was rewarded with jets of cum. I swallowed most, and wiped the rest from my chin. He pulled out and squeezed the last drops onto my tongue. My spunk ran away with the water. Getting to my feet, I kissed his sperm into his mouth. I invited him back to my van.

Within seconds, we were naked, cuddling, and swigging on beers. Very soon, our erections returned. I was relieved Derek hadn't already fucked me. We went to bed. Jakub took control, kissing his way down my body and giving me oral, then turning me over and kissing down my spine. I lifted my hips, giving him access to my bud. A skillful tongue drew patterns around my sphincter, then probed inside. More spit, then his cock on my hole. I pushed back, and he penetrated. My precum seeped into the sheet as he pounded. We turned round and he mounted me missionary. I wrapped my legs around his waist, and we slowed, rocking back and forth, kissing deeply. We rolled over and I straddled him, bouncing in time to his thrusts. "I'm getting close", he whispered, so I redoubled my efforts, producing my second load in less than an hour. Jakub did likewise, firing his jizz into my belly. We slept together. He was on duty in the morning, but not before a mutual wank. I was seeing Derek and Jakub on alternate days, giving me a permanent smile.  

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