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The first time I took it out was to a camp ground not very far from home. It was a small park with a ton of families with kids everywhere. When I got there I took a spot way at the back of the camp ground. It was one of the last serviced spots and fairly secluded - all the families stayed pretty much to the other end of the park.

I got there late on Thursday of a long weekend, knowing that the park would likely fill up fast on Friday. Each site in this park is cut into the trees, almost a complete circle, with the entrance just large enough to get a vehicle through. I had backed my camper in on an angle so that it almost completely blocked the entrance with the door facing in to the camp site. My truck was parked blocking the remainder of the entrance. This way I had more privacy and could hopefully spend more of my time nude. If someone drove or walked by they would not be able to easily see into my site, thus affording me even more privacy.

I set up my site and turned in around 10. When I got up the next morning, there was a large motor home in the site next to mine. I was somewhat disappointed as I had hoped to have at least the majority of the day with out anyone else around to disturb me or my solitude. I was undeterred though and set about getting the remainder of my gear out and set up for the weekend.

The last item to be set up was my lounge. I’m not a swimmer, so the near by lake and beach did not really interest me. I simply wanted to lay about and read a good book or two. I planned to explore the park’s hiking trails over the course of the weekend as well, but for now I was simply going to relax.

I stretched out in the lounge with my book and enjoyed the warm summer sun on my naked skin. I soon fell asleep, my book lying on my chest.

I was jolted awake by the sound of someone coughing. I sat upright, knocking my book to the ground as I saw a huge man standing at the front of my camper. He was chuckling as he apologized for startling me. I was scrambling trying to find something to cover my naked body. He walked up beside the lounge and put a hand on my shoulder telling me not to worry. He readily confessed that he also liked to be nude whenever possible and was glad that he knew that would certainly be possible at least for awhile today. With that he undid the fly on his denim cut offs and let them fall to the ground. After he was naked, he introduced himself as Bob.

Bob, as I said was a huge man. He stood a good head taller than my 5’ 7”. He had broad shoulders and a barrel chest. He was solidly built although he did not have an athletic body. His belly was gently rounded, but definitely not fat. The arms were powerful looking with large biceps. His legs were solid too, thick thighs and calves. His had the honest body of man who worked hard. His body was covered with a fine coating of dark hair, from the top of his shoulders all the way down his legs. When he turned around to reach for a chair, I saw that the hair also covered his firm looking bubble shaped ass.

Sitting down opposite me, it was obvious that my solitude was over, at least for the time being. We sat there chatting, getting to know each other. He worked in construction, building new homes. I was surprised that he was not working that day as I thought that summer would be his busiest time of year. He laughed and said that he owned the company and he had lots of other workers to work when he didn’t feel like it.

After about an hour I got up and offered to make us some coffee. He accepted and followed me into the camper. As I got the coffee maker set up and started brewing, he sat on the couch opposite it. I had to move around his feet while getting things out of the fridge. He laughed at my cramped quarters. I noted that if I made up my bed we could sit at the table. In this camper, my bed doubled as the dining table. He said not to bother and grabbed my arm, pulling me down onto the couch next to him.

As I landed on the couch, one of my legs was draped over one of his. I tried to straighten myself up and remove my leg from his, but he stopped me by placing a large hand on my thigh. He draped his other arm around my shoulders and pulled me in close for a warm wet kiss. His tongue breached my lips and probed my mouth, tasting me deeply. His arm held me tight although I was not going anywhere.

When he ended the kiss, he looked me directly in the eyes and asked if he was being too forward or off base in his assumptions. Our previous chat had not included anything about sexual orientation or preferences. I assured him that while surprised, I was not offended by his advances. With that I returned the kiss.

During the kiss, I ran my hands over his muscular torso, feeling every inch of him. The fur was soft to the touch yet his body was a solid mass of muscle beneath. As I got to his crotch, his cock was already rock hard. It was a thick piece of meat, about 6 inches long. His balls hung in a full sac that was also covered in hair. I grabbed his dick at the root and squeezed it tight, making him moan in pleasure. A clear drop of liquid formed at the slit. I ran my finger over it and rubbed it around the head of his dick.

He rested his head on the back of the couch and closed his eyes. I took the opportunity to shift myself around and bent forward to take his dick head into my mouth. A soft “Yes!” escaped his lips as he placed his hands on the top of my head and pushed me further down onto his cock. I just opened my throat and took him in. Soon his pubes were scratching at my nose and chin. He held me down tight and I made my throat muscles massage his shaft and head.

Keeping his hands firmly on my head he began to fuck my face solidly, his moans of pleasure getting more insistent and loud. He slid one hand down my back and between the cheeks of my ass, a thick finger probing at my hole. He breached my sphincter, pushing in as far as he could and held his finger in place. My ass muscles convulsed around his digit. He began a steady rhythm finger fucking my hole. This action only served to make me hotter and double my efforts on his cock.

After a few minutes Bob pulled his finger from my hole and shoved my face off his cock. He pushed my backwards on the couch and laid out on top of me with my legs spread wide around his hips. He lapped and chewed on my nipples, grinding his cock into my ass crack.

I lifted his head from my chest and told him that if he wanted to go any further- which I was definitely in favour of- he would have to grab the lube and condoms from my shave kit in the bathroom. In a flash he was off me and into the bathroom. When he returned he was already opening a condom wrapper.

I stood up and took the wrapper from him. I rolled the condom over his thick club then turned my back on him. Bending at the waist, I braced myself against the counter. I reached back and spread my ass cheeks allowing Bob greater access to apply the lube to my hole. He pushed his finger back in and worked the lube around and well up my chute. Soon he had two, then three fingers up there, opening me up for the onslaught to come.

Bob kept his fingers up my hole as he positioned his cock to take their place. The transition was so smooth, it was almost imperceptible. The only difference was the feel of his body pressing against me after his cock was firmly in place. As a fucker, Bob never had a slow stroke. He immediately began a hard fast pace of long-dicking my ass. Pulling his cock almost completely out then slamming back in hard. As much as I could, I kept flexing my ass muscles, massaging his dick on the strokes both in and out. His grunts of pleasure mixed with mine mixing with the rocking and creaking of the camper.

It seemed we had been fucking for an hour. Sweat was pouring from both of us. I could feel the drops of his sweat splashing down on to my back. My hands were so slippery, I could no longer hold onto to the counter for support. I was forced to just allow my body to be slammed into the fixtures by the pummeling from above.

Suddenly, Bob slammed into me one last time then held himself almost completely still, not a sound coming from him. I could feel his cock throbbing in my ass and I knew he was cumming. I felt spasm after spasm fill the rubber deep in my bowels. After his dick stopped its throbbing, he removed his vice like grip from my shoulders and ran his hands over my back, sliding them easily over my sweat soaked flesh. He bent forward and gently licked at my back and neck. He pulled my up to a standing position which made his dick pop audibly from my hole.

Wrapping his hands around me from behind he took hold of my cock for the first time that day. He began a steady jacking action. I was so hot from the pounding he had just laid on me that I came in just a few minutes, spraying my load over the kitchen counter. When we were done, we just stood there, Bob holding me from behind, until our breathing returned to normal.

Bob then sat back down on the couch and I turned to face him. He looked up at me and with a shit-eating grin plastered on his handsome face, asked if the coffee was ready yet. We sat and talked some more over the coffee, then he asked me to move into his motor home with him for the rest of the weekend. Knowing what was about to come, I readily accepted and we grabbed my shave kit and headed for the much larger quarters. I took no clothes with me as I knew I would not be needing any.