October and November were our quiet months. We trod water by having themed weeks, such as Country and Western, 80s, Elvis, etc. It was quite amusing seeing loads of Elvis look-alikes wandering around.
For me, it was revising and sitting exams. Jakub had returned to uni. I saw Derek maybe once a week, and I avoided security. The guy's boxers got well used.
One day, the Big Boss, in charge of all the camps across Southern England asked to see me. I made sure I looked my bet before entering the office. I was asked to sit. "I've heard nothing but good reports about you". I went to thank him, but he went on, "You're work ethic and conscientiousness are a credit. Subject to your exam results, you will be moved to Sunny View, our Adult Only site on the other side of town." I thanked him profusely, no more screaming kids and arguing families. "There is a proviso, you will be involved with the adult panto, Jack and His Big Stalk." It sounded great fun, camp innuendo.
At the end of September, I kissed goodbye to Derek, and drove to our sister site. My new manager was a good-looking, no nonsense guy in his late 50s. Charles, please call me Charlie. Sitting in his office, he poured over my file. "Congrats on the exam results, outstanding. I've been talking to Derek, who I believe you know very well, you'll fit in perfectly here." I blushed. "Go and get settled in, there's a panto meeting at 10 in the morning". I thanked him and was about to leave, when he added, "By the way, I get first use of you". I blushed again, and went to find my caravan.
The caravan was one of the older models, but it was home for the foreseeable. I unpacked my stuff and was sat in my cum-stained boxers, idly playing with myself, watching some game show on TV. There was a knock at the door, so I stuffed my cock back in my pants, and answered the door to Charlie. "I just thought I'd pop by and make sure everything's OK". He saw the damp patch on my underwear, he cupped me by the balls, "Looks like I've arrived just in time". He followed me back to the sofa-bed, and we kissed. He wormed his tongue into my mouth. I unbuttoned his trousers. His huge cock was over the top of his D&G briefs. He gently pushed down on my shoulders, and I sat on the bed and cock worshipped. It smelt manly, as he'd been working all day. I eased the briefs down and held the base of the shaft, leaving at least 5" to suck on. I peeled back the foreskin, there was a pungent odour of piss and old cum. My hands and tongue worked in harmony, but I didn't want him to cum......yet.
I fell back on the bed, pulling him on top of me. We ground our bodies together, then he lifted my ankles right over my head, so that my bum was in the air. My boxers ripped up the back, so he ripped them some more and buried his face in them, salivating over my hole. He positioned himself over me, his hands either side of my face. I put my hands behind my knees and he inched his way in, until the monster was in deep in my bowels. He fucked with long, slow strokes. My erection was struggling inside my torn pants, as his speed increased. Now he was pounding me, his sweat dripping on my face. I began ejaculating, spunk soaking into the cotton. He was going at full pelt, cumming with a roar. "Fuck me, Derek was right, you're amazing". He tidied himself up, kissed me again, and left.
I lay on the bed, feeling his cum through my torn, cum-soaked boxers, and licking my fingers, before falling asleep.
The following morning, i was introduced to my new colleagues, then made my way to the Entertainment Centre. The director, Harry, a tubby, jovial man dished out the scripts. I told him I'd never acted, but he assured me it wouldn't matter. I immediately fell in love with the guy playing Jack. A little over 6'0", blond with sparkling blue eyes. Erik was Finnish, though spoke perfect English, even swearing. He had pink nail varnish, matching lipstick, and mascara. Over coffee, Erik and I read through the scripts. They were both funny and very rude. It was going to be a blast. Erik put his hand on my knee and whispered "I hope we can work very closely together. I responded by kissing him on the cheek. That evening, he invited me to his caravan. It was immaculate, with prints of male nudes on the walls. He was wearing nothing but silk panties. I realized immediately that I would have to top, but with an Adonis like Erik, it would be easy. He led me to bed. Kissing, as he undressed me. I was wearing a Nike jockstrap, which he insisted I keep on. Pulling my dick out of one side, he took his time, playfully using his tongue until I needed to fuck. He lay on his tummy, poked his bum in the air, and pulled the panties to one side. He had already lubed his hairless bud. I positioned myself and slipped in easily. "Fuck me hard", he commanded, so I did just that banging him hard and pausing now and then to prevent myself cumming too soon. "Turn me over, I want to see your cum face", so I did, and re-entered. He pulled a small, but perfect penis out of the side of the panties and jerked. I fucked him hard again. "I'm gonna cum", I warned, "Cum inside", so I bred him. It was enough to send him over the top and he released a huge load over himself. I fell on top of him, spunk sticking to us. "We're gonna get along fine", he cooed. I stayed the night and fucked him again in the morning.
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The panto was a roaring success. We did shows every week from Mid-December, for 5 weeks, and then did two performances at the small theatre in town. Erik and I had sex several times a week, and Charlie fucked me Saturday afternoons.
It was after one of the shows in town. As we emerged from the stage door, a guy and his partner put their arms around Erik and I to congratulate us on the show. We thanked them and went to move off, but they insisted they bought us a drink in the pub. They introduced themselves as Joey and Jim, who had been together for two years and shared a flat. After a few beers, we were invited to their flat, They opened a bottle of red. Joey started rubbing his crotch and Erik took this as an invitation. He knelt in front of him, unzipped his flies and pulled his erection out. He was performing oral, when Jim, knelt behind Erik and slid his jeans down. He was wearing his usual silkies. I watched as Jim licked a couple of fingers and opened him up, then took him doggy, sliding his dick passed the knickers. With a cock in each end, Erik was loving it, and so was I. They swapped. Erik was on his back with his legs in the air. The panties came off. Joey plowed into him and Jim face fucked him. I could have cum watching They fucked him in tandem, swapping every few minutes. Eventually, they both bred him. Cum dripped out of his hole, which he scooped up and licked, then looked over at me. It was my turn. I kissed my way down his body, taking his little penis into my mouth. "I need your cock", he whispered, so I mounted him and put on a show for our hosts, shagging him every which way. When I felt my balls tightening, I pulled out and fired it down his throat. Knowing how much Erik could produce, I wanked him with it pointed toward his face. He didn't disappoint, the first jet cleared his head, the next two or three hit him in the chest and several more covered his body. I used the panties to clean him up. We gathered our stuff up, swapped numbers, and kissed our host goodbye.
