Summer Camp

CHAPTER 8 – SPORTS DAY

I woke with a start, feeling Marc’s body stirring next to me, all warm and masculine with a semi-hardon pressing between my cheeks. Where was I? What time was it? Why did my head hurt so much? Oh it was coming back to me now. Having gone back to the dormitory to find that the other guys were already back we put a halt to our loved up antics and acted like just like the others i.e. jostling mad men, all keen to get showered and changed in time for dinner. They acted more like teenage jocks than guys in their thirties and forties! Okay I admit it, I did enjoy running around naked flicking towels at unsuspecting bums, at the same time avoiding getting my bum flicked. Finally we were all ready and locking the door behind us we made our way to the dinner hall to enjoy a very welcome three course meal.

During the meal it became apparent to me from comments made that Marc, Callum, Neil and me had all had unusual experiences during the afternoon. I also noticed that Dave and Tom were keeping silent on the subject which I found strange but kept my thoughts to myself. After desserts Dave and Tom shortly made a discreet exit reinforcing my conviction that they were up to something. I said as much to the others, Marc and Callum laughed it off saying my imagination was running away with itself but Neil gave me a thoughtful look then said he agreed with me although he had no idea what they might be up to.

Trying to divert the course on the conversation Callum suggested we pay a visit to the students bar, buy a couple of bottles of beer or wine and then walk down to the lake so that we could talk in peace without fear of being overheard by any of the students or more importantly Dave, Tom or Douglas as they have a habit of appearing unannounced. We all agreed that this was an excellent idea and made our way over to the bar, bought four bottles of wine and before finding a secluded spot down by the lake out of sight of the castle. I sat snuggled up next to Marc which made Neil raise an eyebrow as he and Callum sat down opposite us. As he uncorked the bottles of wine he nodded in our direction and asked what’s going on between us. Feigning innocence I asked him what he meant. Don’t give me that shit he laughed in response, you two are so loved up you reek of it! We’ve all seen Marc slipping into your bed during the night and how you two interact with each other. Okay guys, Marc interrupted, yes we are an item now, when we get home we’re planning to make it more formal but for now we’re taking it one step at a time and simply enjoying ourselves, after all we are on ‘holiday’. We’re not going to make a grand announcement about it but we’re cool if anybody asks, okay? Perhaps we can now move on to a more interesting topic i.e. what we did this afternoon? Marc’s air of authority seemed to work on Neil and he agreed to Marc’s suggestion.

After much umming and aahing Callum decided to go first in recounting his afternoon activities. He had participated in the canoeing this morning and had been planning to join us in the scuba diving but as he sat eating his lunch Douglas turned up and asked him to help him out with a problem he was having. He reluctantly agreed after Douglas apologised for intruding but he didn’t know who else to ask. Still wearing his wetsuit he followed Douglas across the courtyard and to a side entrance in the castle, down a steep stone staircase and through an access controlled steel door. Once inside motion sensors activated the lights revealing a brand new gymnasium, not stopping, Douglas led the way across the room to the changing and shower areas. Callum was getting increasingly curious because the place looked a cross between the University’s gym and staff room. Douglas picked up on Callum’s expressions and explained that the gym and shower facilities had only just been completed and he’d had no time to test them out before the students had arrived. From tomorrow it must be made available to the students otherwise his neck will be on the block for failing to keep to agreed time tables, he wondered if Callum would object to testing out not only the shower facilities but also the gym equipment, in return he would be offered a bonus in his pay packet for having worked through the afternoon and given up his leisure time. Callum thought for a moment then looked down at his wetsuit commenting about the suitability of his clothing. Oh don’t worry about that, just take it off, no one has access to this area apart from you and me so you won’t be spied on, ok? Now if you’ll excuse me for a minute I just need to turn on the power to the shower area, without further ado he disappeared through a “staff only” door. Moments later he heard electric humming from the shower area and then he reappeared carrying what looked like a big black tool bag. Deciding Douglas was serious Callum had no option but to remove the wetsuit, after a couple of minutes spent struggling out of it he finally stood there stark naked, using his hands to cover his modesty. Oh come now Douglas laughed, no need for that, I’ve seen it all before and you’ll need both hands to use the gym equipment so let’s get started.

The next hour or so was spent in the gym trying out each piece of equipment, the fact that he was naked was quickly forgotten as Douglas made no further reference to it and instead seemed more concerned that the equipment was working correctly. After each piece was fully tested Douglas ticked it off the list on his clipboard and gestured which piece was nest to be tried. By the time the last equipment was finished with Callum was exhausted, panting and covered from head to toe in sweat. Right then, time to test the showers! Douglas declared. Only too glad to comply Callum followed him to the shower area, stepped under the steaming hot water and proceeded to wash the sweat and grime away. While he showered Douglas was busy in the cubicle next to him preparing what appeared to be a douching tube complete with metal butt plug. As Callum stepped out of the shower and started to towel himself dry he was asked to step into the cubicle with Douglas and bend over holding his knees. He asked if this was really necessary, yes came the answer, every piece of equipment must be tested in case a student should use it and find it faulty. Shrugging his shoulders Callum did as he was bid and bent over holding his knees, waiting for the inevitable. He didn’t have to wait long, soon enough he felt greasy fingers explore his anus lubricating his ring before pushing just inside a little. Then the cold metal tip of the plug touched his ring making him clench in response before relaxing and allowing the plug’s intrusion. He clamped shut on the metal shaft as the luke warm water started to pour into his rectum. Before long his stomach started to cramp and he indicated to Douglas he needed to evacuate the water, as the plug was sharply pulled out he dived for the nearby toilets and let the water and faeces explode down the pan. This process was repeated several times until Douglas was satisfied that the douching tube had worked satisfactorily and Callum was thoroughly cleaned out. Assuming that he was no longer required Callum walked over to his wetsuit and picked it up. Um we haven’t quite finished Douglas called out. Oh? Callum asked. There was just one more piece of equipment to be tested he was informed and it was really important that it was thoroughly put through its paces. Um sounded ominous he thought, without saying a word he put the wetsuit down and rejoined Douglas.

Douglas led the way over to the “staff only” door and gestured for Callum to follow, on the other side of the door was a corridor with several other doors along each side. Ignoring all of the side doors Douglas marched to the end of the corridor and unlocked a door with a sign “Stretching Chairs” on it. As the lights flickered on he could see six chairs arranged in a circle, at first glance they appeared quite ordinary but on closer inspection it became clear that they were anything but ordinary chairs. The chairs were made of moulded plastic with four legs at each corner, an upright back rest and two arm rests. In addition there appeared to be leather ankle, wrist and chest restraints. Two metal poles descended from the ceiling attaching to the back rest before contacting the floor. The seat was a hollow oval (like a toilet seat) rather than being solid as Callum had expected. It was at this point he became anxious and voiced his concerns to Douglas, in response Douglas did his best to reassure him by asking if at any point had any promises made to him been broken? Had he been caused any injury or harm at all since he’s been working for the University? Answering no to each question Callum could see no reason why he should stop trusting Douglas now so he said he was ready to undertake the next test. He was led over to the nearest seat and strapped firmly into place, unable to move panic bubbled close to the surface before being firmly pushed back down again just as a humming noise became audible and the chair started to rise into the air. Looking down he watched Douglas flick a switch on the wall before walking over to his black bag and taking out a tin of Crisco, there was a clatter beneath him and what looked like a trap door was opening and a large machine was rising from underneath. The chair continued to rise until he was nearly touching the ceiling, then just as he was wondering what would happen next he felt his cheeks being parted and cold Crisco being pushed up into his rectum and then smeared around his anus and between his cheeks, his cock started to twitch in response. The chair started to sink stopping as he got chest height with Douglas (who was doing something with the machine situated underneath him) then ever so slowly the chair started to sink again. Something hard and cold touched his anus before pushing up into him, or rather he sank down onto it, there was no chance of resistance due to the Crisco and the motion of the chair, all he could do was adjust his position to make the entry more comfortable. As more of the object entered him he detected that it was slightly tapered forcing his ring to expand more and more, now he understood the meaning of the sign on the door. After a while he stopped sinking, the chair was stationary for about five minutes, before rising again. While the chair was still Douglas asked him if he was okay, Callum answered that he was, good came the reply to that statement. The chair rose just enough for the object to slip out of him, there was a whirring from the machine before the chair sank again. He was ready for the intrusion although this time the object felt somewhat thicker and again it flared wider as he was lowered onto it. Sitting still for five minutes gave his ring sufficient time to adjust to the stretching and by the time he started to rise he barely noticed the intrusion. This procedure was repeated a further six times, each object was thicker than the previous one, other than that routine was the same. After the last object slipped out of his stretched out hole he felt something slip easily inside and move around, it seemed more flexible than the previous objects. He asked Douglas what had just gone up him, laughing in response Douglas said can’t you guess? And with that he felt a wriggling movement, Callum guessed it must be fingers he was feeling and sure enough when he said this Douglas agreed. How does it feel? Surprisingly good and how easy the stretching had been he replied. Excellent Douglas exclaimed before pushing his fist past Callum’s second ring and up into his bowels, then using his other hand he reached up between Callum’s legs and proceeded to wank him off orgasm. Afterwards while he was cleaning himself off in the showers he tackled Douglas on the purpose of the stretching chairs. Despite confirming the obvious use he wouldn’t be drawn other than saying all will be revealed shortly. The conversation was clearly over and Callum was allowed to rejoin the scuba diving group.

There you have it folks, Callum said, that was my eventful afternoon! Well, we sat there in silence sipping our wine for a couple of minutes taking it all in before agreeing that it had been eventful. Casually looking round the group I noticed more than one trouser tent pole. I volunteered to go next with the telling of my encounter with Ross this afternoon. By the time that I had finished we definitely suspected something was going on.

Marc said he would go next with his tale. He had bumped into Dave shortly after we had disappeared off to the canoeing class, he came out with virtually the same line that Douglas had with Callum i.e. last minute testing of equipment and a bonus in his wages if he agreed to help out. Being at a loose end he’d readily agreed and had been impressed with the new gym and shower area that he saw in the basement. However being an exhibitionist he had no problem with stripping off naked, quite why it was required for testing gym equipment wasn’t explained but as he’d worked with Dave from the first day at the University he didn’t question it nor care very much. Again being cleaned out in the new shower facilities didn’t bother him, it was such a regular occurrence it felt as normal as brushing his teeth. It was only when he walked through the “staff only” door was his curiosity aroused, however he didn’t walk through the end door as Callum had, instead it was the second door on the right which was signed “Pounding Slings” that he was led through.

As the lights flickered on he saw four slings suspended from the ceiling by metal chains attached to each corner. On each chain Marc noticed leather straps, presumably restraints for wrists and ankles. He also spotted four machines in one corner, raising an eyebrow he asked Dave if they were fucking machines. Got it in one Dave confirmed. Okay! Marc said with a grin on his face, I’ve always fancied having a go with one of these machines since seeing one in action on the internet. Well now’s your chance! Dave said matching Marc’s smile and gestured for him to climb into the nearest sling, laying on his back he let Dave insert his hands and feet through the restraints. Then fetching a can of Crisco he spent the next five minutes greasing up Marc’s crack, anus and rectum before walking over to one of the fucking machines and positioning it directly opposite the exposed hole. Opening a drawer in the side of the machine Dave selected half a dozen dildos ranging from the life sized to humungous fist sized ones, all designed to be attached to the metal shaft which would be doing all the hard work. Having attached the smallest dildo he carefully lined it up making sure it was exactly the right height and horizontally aligned before he switched the power on and the machine woke up. Dave told Marc that to start off with the machine would only make very small slow movements before over the next ten minutes slowly increasing the length of thrusts (but not the speed), this would continue until the whole of the dildo had been fully inserted before being withdrawn and the next slightly bigger dildo would be attached and the whole process repeated. Did he have any questions? Marc shook his head so the start button was pushed and the dildo started its motions. Throughout the first cycle Dave was present taking the opportunity to quiz Marc on his impression of the castle and the activities that had so far been organised as well as liberally greasing up each and every dildo that would be used. When the second dildo had been attached and activated Dave announced he would be popping out for a few minutes but would be back in time for the next change over, so if Marc needed anything he only had to shout and he would come straight away. Comfortable Marc agreed closing his eyes and gave in to the pleasurable sensations emanating from the other end of his body. Time seemed to fly, either that or he had drifted off to sleep because the next thing he knew was Dave informing him that he was about to have the largest standard (fist size) dildo the machine was equipped to use so he should relax as fully as possible. Relax? That should be easy as his hole was far from virginal Marc thought to himself. Sure enough on the final cycle the dildo slipped in very easily, Dave frowned, perhaps we haven’t catered sufficiently for the more “accomplished” customers he muttered. With that he left the room again before returning with something Marc hadn’t seen since the weekly medicals at the University. Oh my God! Marc exclaimed, is that really the double hands dildo Peter had made especially for us four model patients? Uh huh came the reply, I have been proved wrong we will need this beauty after all and proceeded to grease it up. This time Marc had to work at allowing it inside, but the machine was insistent, eventually his ring gave up resisting and so the double fisting started. By now he was thrashing around within his restraints, groaning aloud with sweat pouring out of every pore, his cock suddenly throbbed and then exploded load after load of white jism all over his chest and stomach. The machine ignored all of this continuing its cycle until completed, by then his cock was flaccid and Dave had wiped him clean using tissues from the machine.

After the dildo had withdrawn for the last time the machine was pulled away and Dave closely examined Marc’s ravaged hole. It had clearly sustained a prolonged assault because the ring was unable to close for some time allowing him a good view deep inside, the inner ring too was open although closing up quicker than the out ring. Once he was satisfied that the anus was functioning properly again he allowed Marc to disentangle himself from the restraints and carefully climb off the sling. Walking stiffly back to the shower area he welcomed the hot shower and soap to get rid of the Crisco smeared all over his rear and to warm up his stiff muscles. While doing this Dave asked him various questions about his experience, if he had any complaints or suggestions for improving the experience of future customers. Then once he was fully dressed again Dave shook his hand and thanked him for being so patient and compliant with the demands made of him. Marc shrugged it off saying that it had been a piece of cake, certainly no harder than other tasks given to him at the University before leaving Dave to tidy up and grab a coffee from the dining hall.

At the end of the tale I gave Marc a big hug and called him my brave soldier, no wonder he’d been walking round like he had something shoved up his arse! Giving me a mock punch he told me to knock it off, then kissed me hard on the lips before downing a whole glass of wine in one go. By now we were all getting drunk on the wine and rather rowdy. Shush! Exclaimed Neil, you’ll attract unwanted attention and I haven’t told my tale yet. Still laughing we apologised and asked him to proceed.

Neil had left the main group of students after breakfast as he’d decided he would prefer to go for a run through the castle’s estate. Heading back towards the dormitory he’d bumped into Tom who joined him to “keep him company”. Inside the dormitory as Neil gathered up his running gear Tom asked if he would mind helping him out with a pet project he was running at the moment and his planned run would be the perfect test for the equipment he was designing. Neil said sure, what’s involved? Oh nothing much, it’s a type of all round body scanner designed to monitor a whole range of physiological processes/activities within the body. It has two components; one which is worn round the neck, the other has to be placed up the rectum to ensure accurate readings. Is that okay with you? Neil confirmed that it was and asked what needs to be done next. Well you’ll need to be cleaned out to ensure that there’s no interference, then the device can be inserted and off you go on your run. Then when you return it can be retrieved and the readings downloaded.

As Tom was explaining this he led Neil over to the shower area and bent him over before inserting the douching hose. Once the cleaning process was completed, Neil remained bent over while Tom greased up his anus and the medium sized egg shaped object which was then gently pushed up inside him. After that he was allowed to get changed into his running gear and he went off for his run around the estate. All in all it was an enjoyable run, he made good time and arrived back at the castle only slightly out of breath. Tom was waiting for him back in the dormitory keen to hear about the run and the sights he’d seen. Then having showered the sweat and mud off he presented himself for the retrieval of the sensor by crouching down on all fours on the circular bed. Using the Crisco again Tom greased up the puckered anus facing him and quickly inserted a finger and felt around inside for the egg shaped object. Having found it he asked Neil to rise up onto his haunches and push the sensor out as if he was having a dump. Doing as instructed Neil pushed and pushed but it was simply too big to pass out without assistance, so to help him out Tom knelt down and inserted two fingers, one from each hand and gently pulled them apart stretching the ring in the process. Eventually with a loud plop the sensor shot out and landed on the bed’s surface, both let out a loud sigh of relief. Picking the object up Tom thanked him and promised a bonus in his wage packet for helping out with his research, he then wiped it clean on a piece of tissue before making his way to the dormitory door. As he was about to disappear he looked back and said Neil was free to get dressed and make the most of the remaining day. That was the last he saw of Tom until the evening meal.

By now we’d consumed all of the wine and were very merry indeed! Marc asked if we wanted any more to drink, the answer was a resounding yes so he kindly walked back to the bar and bought another four bottles of wine. The rest of the evening descended into an increasingly hazy memory. At some point we arrived at the very surprising conclusion that they were up to something but were too drunk to work out exactly what. I don’t remember getting back to the dormitory but clearly I did because I woke up in bed this morning. Two bottles of wine did not help my head but I had little sympathy for myself as it was self-inflicted, I’d just have to try to work through today.

Walking down the stairs for breakfast, with each step I took my head pounded making me wince slightly. Looking over at Marc I could see that he was in the same state as me, he gave me a slight smile or was that a grimace? Callum and Neil seemed less affected but perhaps they drank more than we did. Breakfast itself was a big effort to eat at all, I managed to eat a bowl of cereal and some toast before my stomach started to rebel. As I sat sipping a strong coffee Tom, Dave and Douglas made their grand entrance. Clapping their hands for silence they announced that the event for today would be a sports tournament consisting of football, tennis, swimming and a 1500m run. The students will be divided into six groups of ten with the winning team having an all expenses paid two nights and two days trip to Edinburgh consisting of sightseeing during the day and organised evening events in partnership with Edinburgh University. The next four runner up teams will have the opportunity to go on the same trip but will have to pay for their food and drink. The team in last place will not be able to join the other groups, instead they will remain behind and help organise the grand barbecue on the last evening. How does this sound? They asked. From the cheers that went up I gathered that it was a good idea, except that my head was ringing like a struck bell and there was no way I could even contemplate physical activities like running around. I was getting rally concerned that for the first time I would not be able to fulfil all that had been asked of me and started to make noises to this effect. However a look from Tom silenced me and I just had to hope that a miracle would happen because I really didn’t fancy being in the team left behind having to organise games and a barbecue.

After the announcement and the students groups had been organised they bundled out of the dining hall in a mass attempt to get back to their rooms to change into their sports gear. The four of us were confused, why hadn’t we been included in any of the groups like we had been in previous events? Tom walked over to us and before he could say a word we started bombarding him with questions about why we weren’t in any of the sports teams. Waving his hands to silence us he explained that the reason was simple, they had other more important issues to be discussed and plans put into action, the sports day and winners trips was simply a vehicle to keep the students occupied while we were otherwise engaged. Now gentlemen if you four would like to join us in the conference room we can make a start, it’s going to be a long day.

Not knowing what to say we just looked at one another, shrugged our shoulders, stood up and followed Tom out of the dining hall and up to the conference room. Opening the door I stuck my head round the door before going in, Dave waved us over and invited us to make ourselves comfortable. Looking round the room I could see two large leather sofas placed together and three armchairs opposite them, to one side was a large flat TV screen and a coffee table in the middle with seven cups and saucers and a large pot of coffee already and waiting for us. I sat on one sofa with Marc, while Callum and Neil took the other. Dave and Douglas quickly took their seats while Tom started his explanatory speech pacing up and down the room concentrating on what he said. To cut a long story short, as a direct result of the exemplary work done by the four model patients and all the other volunteers, the University had decided to create another division (and income stream) dedicated solely to men’s sexual wellbeing. Seeing that we didn’t really comprehend what he was saying he decided that it might be easier if he played the promotional video that had been created to accompany the launching of the new department. Sitting down he picked up the remote control for the TV and pressed play, the screen came to life with the University logo and Tom’s voice started speaking. He explained the need for the new department, euphemistically called “Men’s Wellbeing”, how it came to be and what areas and subjects would be covered by staff and students. So far so good I thought, then the video took a surprising turn. The video went on to say that a picture paints a thousand words so the following screen shots were being shown to demonstrate the methods used and the results attained.

As the scenes (four in total) played out you could have heard a pin drop in the room. It quickly became apparent that the four men receiving treatment were us! The quality of the video was very high and looked incredibly professional, in fact it would have been awesome if it hadn’t been for the fact that we were watching ourselves. The first scene featured Neil, the second yours truly, the third Callum and finally the fourth with Marc. Again tent poles were evident all round, I had to admit it was both educational and highly erotic. The first thing that sprung to mind was how honest we had been with each other last night when telling of our activities. The second thing was how on earth did they shoot all that high quality film with none of us being aware of it? I asked this last question aloud. The answer was that when the basement had been converted covert surveillance cameras had been installed and with the University’s wealth they could afford to use the highest quality video equipment along with mobile cameras installed in tool bags, fucking machines etc. The ability to get such great close up shots was all thanks to the high specification of the equipment. The next question I asked was why are we being shown this video and what is the purpose of this very mysterious meeting, normally the University does what it wants with film footage without running it past the participants first. Tom went on to say that the new department had no staff as yet and that along with Ethan and Tang we were all going to be offered positions within it. What did we think about it? What could we? Marc was the first to reply saying that it was a very interesting proposition but exactly what positions were being offered and what about the salaries?