Summer Camp

CHAPTER 10 – TRAINING OF “MENS WELLBEING” STUDENTS: DAY 2

Morning dawned bright with the sun streaming through a chink in the dormitory curtains. I slowly surfaced from a deep sleep still smiling to myself with satisfaction from the duvet athletics that went on last night. Let’s just say that by the end of the session the score was one all and we had both received an anal white washing, which by the feel of it was just about ready to leave by the back door! Time to get up I decided, disentangling myself from Marc’s arms and leaving him quietly snoring I padded quietly over to the shower area to freshen up, clean myself out and have a shave. As I shaved I felt someone approach, looking round I saw the naked figure of Marc, just the sight of his black muscular frame with his heavy pendulous cock swinging with each step was enough to send my pulse racing and cock twitching. Morning love he growled quietly, I wished you had woken me up I had a little present I wanted to give you grabbing his crotch to emphasise the point. Well you’ll just have to wait now and flicked some shaving soap suds in his direction, it’s time you had a shave you scruffy mutt. I’m starving and can’t wait for breakfast, I must have burnt thousands of calories last night. All right then boys? Came a voice behind us, looking round I could see Dave sitting on his bed getting dressed, he looked rather tired. I commented on this fact to which he glowered and asked if it was any surprise considering all the noise we’d been making last night. There had been enough grunting and moaning to keep half the castle awake! Then he broke into a grin saying that it was fine by him, it was good to see that we were getting our act together at long last. He had seen the mutual attraction growing between us and had been hoping something would develop from it. Was this just a holiday romance or the real thing? He asked. Pulling Marc to me and holding him around the waist, I replied that it was the real thing as far as I was concerned but there were several issues to be addressed before it was officially declared. I looked at Marc and asked if I had said the right thing, nodding thoughtfully he glanced at me then at Dave before confirming that what I had said was true and that we were taking it one step at a time, so please no fanfare announcements as we hadn’t spoken to our respective families yet. Okay okay Dave agreed but don’t leave it too long before informing people as word tends to get round pretty fast. Here! Here! Came a chorus of male voices, clearly Callum, Neil and Tom were now up and joining in the conversation. Marc carried on unperturbed, we’re intending to speak to our families on our return from the holiday and the timetable will depend on their reactions, after all I have two teenage sons to take into account. This had a sobering effect on the room and Neil tactfully changed the subject while we dressed and headed downstairs to the dining hall for a full English breakfast. Already seated and heartily tucking into their breakfasts were the students, wearing their black boxer shorts which Tom had allowed them to wear last night and said they could continue to do so until told otherwise. At the sight of our late appearance there was a lot of good natured catcalling and jeering, which we responded to with mock shame and bowed heads before taking our seats and tucking into the food presented to us by the serving staff.

Once we had eaten, Tom requested the presence of the students in the gymnasium along with the rest of us where lessons would continue. As we filtered into the gymnasium the students were obviously expecting to be cleaned out as part of the daily ritual that had been established because they headed directly towards the shower area. Not so fast Tom called, this morning the focus will not be on you as the recipients but rather as the provider and then this afternoon you will be doing classroom exercises in the conference room. We may have time later for cleaning out, but having been shown how to do it properly you will be expected to do it in your own time before lessons.

Right guys, first lesson of the day will be the use of the gym equipment. Holding his hands up as several mouths started to open in protest he went on to say. I am well aware that you know how to operate them as a user but you have not received tuition on how to provide guidance and supervision in a teaching capacity. The look of surprise on their faces was comical. Tom continued explaining that there will be more to the “Men’s Wellbeing” courses than simply lying on your backs and having your anal rings stretched. You will need knowledge from both sides of the fence i.e. as provider and as recipient. Is that understood? Nods all round.

So using Marc, Callum, Neil and myself as “customers” the next two hours were spent teaching the students how to act as coaches and instructors in a “Personal Trainer” role. For me it was an interesting experience, I have been using gym equipment for years in an attempt to keep my body fit and in good shape but I haven’t had real coaching for a very long time. By the end of the two hours I was sweating and in need of a shower, I wasn’t so much tired at the circuit had been walked through at a slow pace but I certainly wasn’t very fresh! Clapping his hands loudly, making me jump, Tom instructed us customers to go for a shower, then turned to the students saying that he wanted them to clean us out as if we were complete novices so we would need personal guidance in doing so. Toby looked like he’d died and gone to heaven, I had a very good idea what he was anticipating doing. Sure enough, Toby made sure that he was in the right place at the right time to be the one to clean me out using the douching hose. I have to give him credit he was very professional and explained what he was doing eloquently and was gentle in his administration of the douching. Satisfied that I was thoroughly cleaned out he let me go with a discreet wink. Then it was Marc’s turn who was at the mercy of Jake, Callum was cleaned out by Lee and Neil by Matteo. The role reversal seemed a little awkward for the students but for the four of us it made little difference who cleaned us out, having an audience as par for the course and had been done to us many times.

Next lesson was going to be held in the massage room where Marc, Callum and I were going to the lucky recipients with the students receiving guidance on how to provide professional massages. Donny, Carl and Ivan were to be the masseurs and so invited us to climb onto the massage tables face up while the rest of the students and staff watched from the sides of the room. With my legs spread out lying on the “Y” arms I felt quite exposed as my cock and balls dangled down between my thighs but it was surprisingly comfortable. The next thing I knew was that my body was being oiled up all over by Ivan from my face down to the tips of my toes including every nook and cranny in between. Then I spent a very relaxing half an hour having every muscle on my front massaged and manipulated, I quickly sprung a hard on when my thighs and groin were massaged but remaining professional Ivan studiously ignored it and was careful not to handle it although he did tease me a couple of times by brushing it with the back of his hands. Once Tom was satisfied that we had been correctly massaged all over our fronts we were then invited to roll over onto our fronts which was easier said than done due to the shape of the table. With a little help from Ivan I got into position and felt him fit the restraining straps round my legs, now I could understand the logic for the straps and it did actually make me for secure and helped me to relax into the massage. Ivan was getting the hang of massaging and as his warmed oily hands kneaded and rubbed my calves and thighs I could feel myself drifting off into a semi-dozy state. Next my buttocks received his attention, then he moved up my body to my back and shoulders before finally my neck and arms. I must have drifted off to sleep because I woke with a start as I felt a greased finger slide up my rectum. I guess he must have been massaging my ring to warm it up because it showed no sign of resisting the intrusion. Tom noticed my puzzled expression, he smiled reassuringly and explained that the massage oil and grease being used had a muscle relaxing chemical within it designed exactly for this purpose. The fact I couldn’t tighten my ring was intentional and would help prevent injuries. Satisfied with this explanation I settled back down and enjoyed the rest of the massage. During this time Ivan had continued with his ministrations and I realised that he now had three fingers inside and was busily spreading the lubricating grease all round inside my rectum. Then three became four and I became aware of bodies drawing closer obviously wanting to see in closer detail the inevitable. Getting into the swing of it I raised my hips to meet his hand and relished the feeling of the widest part hesitating momentarily at the rim before sliding smoothly inside. The feeling of fullness was overwhelming and I felt my eyes glaze over in response and quiet moans issued from my mouth. For what seemed an eternity Ivan’s fist slowly pushed in and pulled out of my rectum, each time he pushed in his hand travelled a little further until it was pushing into and past the inner ring. Just as I thought he was going to go for the whole arm Tom told Ivan not to get carried away and to remain focused on the erotic massage. I heard a sigh from behind me, I think it was Ivan, and then I felt the hand and forearm slowly withdraw leaving my hole gaping and unable to close properly. His fingers traced their way down to my balls, cupped them gently before grasping my erection and wanking me off to orgasm. As my body finished jerking from the orgasm I looked up to see Marc and Callum at similar stages to me in worlds of their own however the students were very much in this world and crowding round. For the first time in ages I felt a little self-conscious and indicated that I wanted to get off the table and out of the room. Not so fast young man, Tom chided, please wait for your colleagues and remember that you are in this room for a professional reason which is to help these students learn valuable lessons. Suitably chastised I lay back down again and did my best to relax again until the class finished and we were released from our restraints.

Afterwards while showering the oil and grease off I apologised to Tom for my slip up and promised it wouldn’t happen again. Don’t fret about it he replied, this is the first time you have ever expressed any negative emotions about tasks required of you and you have always been very positive and willing in whatever has been presented to you. It was only a slight wobble and certainly won’t go down on your record, so please forget about it. Reassured by this I smiled an acknowledgement and set about rinsing the soap off. While we towelled ourselves dry Tom reviewed the morning’s lessons and answered questions that were raised in response. Being at a bit of a loose end Callum, Marc and I sat down on a bench not sure if to get dressed so remained naked. Dave spotting our indecision informed us that we could get dressed as the lesson was over and we would be having lunch next.

Over lunch Tom outlined the plans for the afternoon, the twelve students would be up in the conference room studying the theoretical side of “Men’s Wellbeing” with Dave and himself. Marc, Neil and me would be busy in the production of publicity photographs for the course and the castle as well as being interviewed for the welcome video which would be shown to prospective students. Callum would be taking the photographs as well as doing the videoing, so we were all going to have a busy afternoon if this was to be completed before the return of the other students this evening. The students groaned at the prospect of having to do proper studying while on holiday, but as Tom reminded them, they had signed a contract and they’d had the “fun” of doing the practical lessons now it was time for their grey matter to do some work. For me, it was good news, as you will already know being an exhibitionist is a fundamental part of my nature and enjoy being the focus of a camera lens, which is why I love my job so much! As the students were escorted up to the conference room, Callum asked us to stay where we were while he fetched his camera gear. The excitement I felt was clearly shared with other two as we were bouncing by the time Callum returned and were keen to start, poser mode was definitely in place.

For the next hour Callum had us posing in group and solo shots, by ourselves and with members of the castle staff all over the castle complex inside and out. When he was happy with the results we moved on to do shots within the grounds and down by the lake. By the time we had completed that task Douglas had joined us holding three towels, I guessed we were going to need them all too soon. Sure enough, Callum asked us to strip naked, all the time clicking away with the camera, dive into the lake and swim to the island and back. Once back on the sandy shore we picked up the towels to dry ourselves but found that our clothing had disappeared (memories of this happening before sprung to mind). Don’t worry about that Callum grinned, you won’t be using them for some time and Douglas has taken them back to the castle to prevent them getting dirty and damp. How thoughtful Marc muttered under his breath. We were then asked to drape the towels over our shoulders and as a group casually walk away along the lake shore for about 500m then return in the same manner. This was repeated but doing it individually as well as in couples. The location was changed to the castle drive and then the woodland path we had walked along the previous day, each time the procedure was the same. After the final shot was taken we returned to the castle and made our way into the gym. Each item of exercise machine was used, all the time Callum was taking photos from all angles, then it was into the showers before using the douching hose on each of us. After we towelled ourselves dry Callum wanted us to wrap the towels around our waists and follow him over to the castle foyer where we were to be interviewed.

The interview itself was simple enough, all the typical questions you’d expect which lead up to praising the University; the castle; the facilities; the staff and course material. We managed to do most of the interviews in one take, the only time we didn’t was when Marc was in the hot seat. He was chatting away and had uncrossed his legs, however his legs had remained open allowing his large cock hang down in full view of the camera. While I appreciated the view, Callum didn’t consider it appropriate for a welcome interview where it would be watched by prospective students and their parents alike. As we were wrapping up the session we heard tyres driving over gravel, the coach pulled up and the returning students disembarked with their luggage and trophies from their trip away. The peace was shattered! Just as well we had completed the photo shoots and videos, there was no way it would have been possible to carry on with the place suddenly full of life again. Although we did receive a few wondering looks and raised eyebrows no one commented and to be honest they were more interested in getting unpacked and getting food into their stomachs.

Returning to our dormitory we found Dave and Tom were already there, getting dressed for the evening meal. While the four of us showered and changed they fed back on how the afternoon theory lessons had gone. Apparently after a little resistance the students had knuckled down and took the lessons seriously once they found out that the subjects were relevant and interesting. Overall the feedback the students gave was favourable and they were optimistic that it would prove to be a viable and popular course for the University. We were one step closer to making the plans reality, the next few months were going to be exciting indeed Tom announced. On our way out Callum briefly outlined our activities this afternoon, he too was confident in the results but obviously the finished artwork would have to wait until he returned to University.

Downstairs the dining room was buzzing with the voices of sixty students, it was a pleasant change from the last couple of days when we had felt lost in the huge room with only eighteen bodies present. The meal was a noisy affair but cheerful and when Ross stood up and announced that tonight’s entertainment would be in the form of the students recounting their adventures in Edinburgh. There were groans and catcalls from many of the students until Douglas announced that there would be a keg of beer awarded to the best story teller of the evening. Boy did that change their attitude, within minutes they were queuing up to put their names down on the order list. Marc leant over and whispered in my ear asking did I fancy staying as it sounded like it might be a laugh. Nodding I agreed that it ought to be fun, I’m sure the tales will get more preposterous as the evening goes on. Which they did. How my sides ached from all the laughing I had done. There several very good story tellers and I could just picture the chaos left in the wake of our students and their counterparts at Edinburgh University. The keg of beer was awarded jointly to a pair of jocks who had managed to seduce the manager of a nightclub and shagged her in a drunken threesome in front of the clubbers! Surely this had to be a wind up, but no, other students in the dining hall confirmed that it had actually happened in front of their very eyes. Four hours later and considerably worse for wear having consumed several bottles of wine we crawled our way back up to the dormitory and into bed.

CHAPTER 11 – FREE TIME WITH MARC & THE GRAND BARBECUE

Next morning was a late starter for us (Marc and me); we had the luxury of having a lie in as our services would not be required until the grand barbecue later this evening. Laying there I pretended that it was our bed at home and we were now living together, how I enjoyed the fantasy making the most of having his muscular arms wrapped round me in his slumber. Eventually the call of nature could no longer be ignored and I had to get up and use the loo and think about having something to eat. Glancing at my watch I was surprised to see that it was already 11am, no wonder I was getting hungry and the dormitory was empty except for us. Jumping into the shower I sung my little heart out, just happy to be alive and in love with a guy I never thought would be interested in me. Sometimes it’s good to be wrong! Joining me in the shower the man of my dreams pointed out that I really should leave the singing to the professionals and not to give up the day job. Huh! I laughed; you just don’t know a good thing when you hear it. Oh I do he retorted, you’re the best thing since sliced bread as far as I’m concerned but your singing voice is not! Then to silence any further protests he pulled me to him and kissed me on the lips long enough for me to give up the fight. Come on slow coach, I’m starving I told him as I put on my walking gear. Are we going somewhere? He asked. Well I replied, I thought as this is our last proper day here and we aren’t needed until later I thought it would be good to go for a hike, that way we can talk and enjoy some privacy for a change before we return home and to reality. Fair comment he agreed so he grabbed his outdoor gear and we made our way to the dining hall to grab a packed lunch and an apple to keep us going until we stopped to eat.

This time as we were alone we had the freedom to act as any regular couple would, so we walked holding hands and stopped to smooch every now and then. Between smooch stops we walked at a fast pace and before we knew it we had reached the ridge and were overlooking the castle and lake. Instead of following the path we had done before we went off in a different direction and within minutes the vista had changed completely, it felt like we were miles from anywhere recognisable. Finally we found a clearing in the woodland; honestly it was so perfect it was almost like out of a fairy tale. We decided this was the spot for us. So removing our backpacks we found a shady grassy mound to sit on and ate our lunch in comfortable silence. I was on my last food item, a banana, when Marc glanced over at me and said that reminds me. What reminds you? I asked. The banana going into your mouth reminds me that it’s been a long time since you have given me one of your special kisses. Uh huh? Well I don’t think it’s actually been that long but I’m not one to argue so you’d better get your body over here and I will see what I can do I replied with a wink. Standing in front of me with his feet either side of my crossed legs, he was so masculine it made my heart want to explode with love for him. Instead I slowly unzipped his flies, reached inside and gently pulled his cock and balls out into the fresh air. I savoured his smell for a moment before taking his flaccid cock into my mouth and started to make love to it with my tongue. It rapidly swelled to fill my entire mouth and then pushed down my throat (with a little thrust from his hips), adjusting my breathing to accommodate it. Hands were placed on the back of my head and used to hold it still while he mouth fucked me, on and on he thrust in and out. I was beginning to reach when with one final thrust he shot load after load of jism down my throat. I continued to suck until he was flaccid again, then with a satisfied smile on his face he tucked his crown jewels back into his trousers and sat back down. Wow, that was one hell of a special kiss he exclaimed. Getting my breath back I thanked him for his kind words and said the pleasure was all mine (which was true in a way).

For a while we sat there watching the leaves dancing in the sunlight and all manner of insets flying around chased by the odd bird or two. Getting restless we packed up and continued with our walk, again holding hands. Eventually the path led us down to the river, I was relieved to be back on familiar ground and said as much to Marc, for some reason he found this amusing replying that it is impossible to get lost on this estate as everything is the paths are so well walked and as long as you walk downhill you will either reach the river of sea. Deciding that it was time to be heading back Marc started to walk up river, following close behind I tried to remember each change of scenery because I didn’t know if or when I’d get the opportunity to visit the castle or its estate again. Marc seemed to be looking for something as he walked along, I asked him what he was seeking but he simply laughed and didn’t answer. Finally he found what he was looking for and called me over, puzzled I couldn’t see anything but a moss covered log, what about it? I asked. Smiling slightly he turned away, then undid his belt and stepped out of his trousers. Lying arched over the log with legs spread he looked over his shoulder at me and said he needed my cock up his arse. I had been wondering when I would get a chance to satisfy my needs, it looked like it was going to be now. I quickly removed my sweatshirt and trousers (I like to be naked when fucking a guy) and knelt down between his legs. With one hand I felt between his cheeks and pushed the tip of a finger into his anus to assess its readiness and with the other hand I stroked myself to full arousal. Marc was backing onto my finger so I guess he was ready for it, so spitting a wad into my hand I lubricated my cock and then carefully pushed the head into his rectum. Giving him time to adjust to it I then entered in one smooth thrust and fucked him mercilessly until with a loud grunt I shot my load deep into his bowels. As the spasms subsided I lay down on top of him and whispered in his ear, how was that for you Sir? Just what the doctor ordered! Came his reply.

We sat on the log just as we were for a while to get our breaths back, with my arm draped over his shoulder this moment in time seemed to last forever. Casually I asked him if he was looking forward to getting home and seeing his kids again. Looking thoughtful he said he was but will miss the antics that we have got up to here away from all responsibilities. Well we can still enjoy ourselves, he continued, but we will have to take into account other people at the same time. Is this your way of saying that you want to cool things or keep me at a distance? I asked. No No No! He looked hurt. All I meant is that when we’re all living under the same roof the kids won’t want to hear their Dad(s) rutting like the dirty pigs they really are! Oh I see what you mean, that’s okay then.

It was now definitely time to return to the castle as we were supposed to be on duty tonight at the barbecue. I was supposed to be burning the sausages and Marc was acting as a drinks waiter, this was to be the students’ last treat before leaving tomorrow morning.

The last mile we had to run to make the time up, racing up the staircase to the dormitory we met the others coming down. Oh and where have you two been? Neil asked putting on an exaggerated camp voice. Oh just doing a bit of bird spotting, that’s all. I replied as coyly as possible. Yeah right! Dave guffawed loudly, anyway hurry up you two or you’re going to be late for the barbecue. You’ll have to pack your bags later or early tomorrow morning, now scoot!

Grinning to one another we ran up the rest of the stairs and in a record ten minutes had freshened up, changed into the staff uniform and were back down the stairs again.

The students during the day had set the barbecue, seating and drinks area up and I had to admit it looked very professional. I said so to Tom and he dryly remarked that it should do as Douglas had overseen the set up and if there’s one thing Douglas is a stickler for it’s a professional drinking party. I wasn’t sure if he disapproved of Douglas or if it was professional rivalry. Either way it was none of my business and it didn’t affect how I interacted with the guy. Going by their appearance most of the students had started drinking quite some time ago as many of them were distinctly merry, this was going to be a regular piss up I could tell. No doubt there were going to be many sore heads by the morning. Again, not my problem, I was already focusing on tomorrow and how things were going to pan out on the domestic front.

For the next few hours us staff worked like Trojans trying to ensure there was enough food and drink to satisfy all sixty students. As the evening went on the drink became more popular than the food so we were able to focus on the table waiting until Tom and Douglas announced that the evening was drawing to a close. There was a lot of drunken revelry but to give the students credit not one fight broke out and only one glass got accidentally broken. I did notice however that there weren’t as many students around at the end of the evening as there had been at the beginning. Either some had retired early to pack their bags or had sloped off to see what action was going on in the surrounding darkness! I think it was probably the latter as from time to time a shadowy figure would appear from the darkness and either merge into the crowd or keep to the shadows and slip through the main doors. Tom asked everyone to help tidy up, or at least neatly stack the tables and chairs so the castle staff has less to do tomorrow after we had left. Again there was a bit of grumbling for some students but the majority took it in the spirit that it was meant and helped tidy the place up.

It was just gone past midnight when we got back to the dormitory and started working all over again to pack our bags ready for an early departure in the morning. By the time we had finished we only had the energy left to set the alarm clock and fall into bed cuddling up to keep warm as the room was rather chilly.