Would You Take My Son

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This story is about the day to day activities of two adults and two children that form a family. It includes bisexual, cross generational, and young friends sexual exploits. If it were published as a paperback, it would have around 500 pages. If you didn't start at chapter 1, you may want to start at the beginning: www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/adult-youth/would-you-take-my-son/would-you-take-my-son-1.html

This story is written and copyrighted by The_Curmudgeon@Yahoo.com

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Chapter 10, Natural Arches Sun Club

Finally the Friday work-day was over and the fun could begin. I made a beeline for Donny's apartment. I beeped the horn in the driveway and he came down with a day pack stuffed to the brim. I chuckled to myself thinking how little of it he would actually need. I hope he remembered suntan lotion, but I had packed an extra just in case. I threw his pack on top of the folding chairs in the back of the Suburban.

"OK, we're on our way." I headed the car towards the freeway, but as we neared my house, I turned and said, "We have another stop to make before we hit the road."

I passed my house and pulled up in front of Jenifer's house. Donny still didn't know where we were, he'd never seen Karen go home. I beeped the horn again and Jenifer and Keren came out with nothing more than a light shoulder bag each for their belongings. Jenifer, Karen and I had gone to great lengths to keep where we were going a secret. Donny was very excited that they were going with us.

Now we could actually be on our way. We headed for the freeway. Traffic on highway 91 was horrible as usual for a Friday night and going was slow. About 20 minutes from our destination, we pulled off for dinner at a café I have stopped at several times. As we got back in the car heading to the exit 3 miles down the road, I winked at Karen.

Karen's job at this point was to distract Donny as we approached the parking lot and passing a large sign: Natural Arches Sun Club, Family Nudism.

She did an excellent job, offering him her tits to play with as we exited the freeway. He came up for air as we rolled to a stop outside the office.

The kids stayed in the car as Jenifer and I went in to register. We got a warm welcome from one of the owners. She noticed we each had one child registered with us. "I assume you have Karen with you Jenifer? And you have, whom Aaron?

His name is Donny. He's 13.

"Is this his first time here at Natural Arches?

"Yes, first time."

"Well you know all the rules, so I assume you'll inform your guest?"

"Yes, of course."

"Thank you very much, I'm sure he'll have a good time with Karen to show him around." She handed me the key, "You're in Cabin 4, right next to the Washingtons in Cabin 3.

"They're here?"

"Yes. George, Martha and the 4 grand kids, they called yesterday with a last minute reservation. Apparently you told them you were coming, so they decided to come also. They checked in about 20 minutes ago.

"Wonderful. That will be fun for the kids, they already know each other."

"Here is a schedule for the weekend. Enjoy yourselves."

"Thanks, we will." And we headed back to the car. Karen had convinced Donny to get naked along with her, but he was confused as to why they could be naked now that we had arrived. I moved the car through the gate and drove slowly up to the cabin. We passed a couple walking beside the road. Donny exclaimed, "They're naked!" The further we drove the more nude people Donny saw. "Almost everyone is naked! Is this one of those communities where everyone can go naked all the time?"

"Yes, this is called Natural Arches Sun Club, it's a naturalist resort. It's named after the Natural Arch in the side of the mountain that overlooks the resort.

Karen offered, "Really? I always thought it was the shape of male penis as it arches out and down from the body." You can believe whichever story you want.

"They do have some special rules here that you need to know Donny. The big ones are, there is to be no overt sexual behavior in public, no staring at other guests, take a towel with you everywhere and use it when you sit down, if you get an erection, use your towel to cover it. You will probably see some clothed guests around, but they are probably first timers who just aren't comfortable being naked around other people yet.

"George and Martha introduced me to Natural Arches a few years ago. I then invited Jenifer and Karen a few times before they joined." Approaching our cabin, we could see George and Martha sitting next to their fire ring. As we opened our doors, the four grand kids came running out.

The kids all took off for the recreation room where most of the other kids would be congregating tonight. Karen reminded Donny of the towel rule and they dug a couple out of the Suburban. Jenifer and I got out a couple chairs and set them by the fire ring.

The fire was laid, but hadn't been lit. George explained, "I Thought we'd go down and play a little BINGO tonight and light the fire when we get back."

"Well wait for us. We'll go with you as soon as we get the rest of our things unloaded." Jenifer and I unloaded the remaining gear and our personal bags taking them inside. Inside we took off and stored our clothes away for the weekend.

The four of us adults walked towards the bingo room, but I wanted to swing by the youth room of the rec center to see how Donny was doing. We stepped inside and took in all the activity. One corner, mostly younger kids were painting each other's bodies. There was a TV in another corner playing an action movie for a small audience, but it had a horrible picture. The pool table had about 6 older teens hanging around it. The outdoor patio was all but abandoned now that the sun had set and it was getting chilly. Donny, noticed us and ran over wrapping his arms around me and exclaiming, "This place is the greatest. Thanks for bringing me, Daddy," He just as quickly ran back to his group who were working a 1000-piece puzzle.

We quietly left the rec center and joined the bingo game. When the games were over, we passed the youth room again and things were still busy with music blasting over the speakers. Some of the older kids were dancing. We headed to the fire ring outside our cabin. As chilly as it was we all donned light jackets and George lit the fire. We snacked on cherry pies made with pie irons on the coals of the fire. The twin grandkids joined us first. They were covered face to feet with body paint drawn by several different "artists", one of them was actually pretty good. They had their cherry pie and went in for showers and then bed. The other 4 showed up about 10:30, obviously tired but wanted desert first. We made a couple more pies and they went off to bed. Before going in, Donny once again gave me a big hug and told me what a good time he was having.

Saturday morning Donny told me he was going to Fred's house for breakfast.

"Who's Fred," I asked. "Oh, he's one of the boys I met yesterday. They're staying in one of the mobile homes over in the permanent parking section and his mom is fixing breakfast and he invited me.

"Ok, that sounds good, have fun and remember your manners. Don't forget to use your towel.

Before he left, I handed Donny a box of condoms. I only said, don't get anyone pregnant and don't catch any diseases. He put them in his bedside table.

After breakfast the camp was offering tennis lessons and I talked Donny into trying them out. I went with him to cheer him on. Donny had never played a sport in his life so I figured tennis was a good place to start. It's an individual sport, and its low impact. They fitted him with a racket, showed him how to grip it and taught him basic tennis moves. They progressed into him hitting some balls that were thrown to him. He wasn't very good, at first his returns were either over the fence, into the ground, or at the net. Not that those results were unexpected. By the end of the lesson, he was actually hitting some over the net into the court. He was excited and suggested he needed more practice and could come back this afternoon for another session. He seemed to really enjoy it, that's a good thing.

Donny brought one boy back to the cabin. He was maybe 10 years old. As he approached, you could see he had a full-blown erection, impressive for a kid his age. As they can up on the porch, Donny introduced us and told me he wanted to learn how to masturbate.

"I looked at his new friend and asked, "Do you know what that means?"

"Yes sir. It means you rub your dick until it you have the tingles which fells really, really good.

"And this is something you want to do?"

"Oh yeah, sounds like fun, I've seen Donny do it and you can tell it feels really good at the end."

Donny had the young man lay on the porch swing and began working on him, at first with his hand, then moved on to using his oral skills. The little guy laid there seeming to enjoy what Donny was doing. All of a sudden, you could see his muscles tighten, his pelvis thrust forward and the wave of his first dry orgasm washed over him making his body quiver slightly, then he relaxed.

"Oh wow, that was awesome!" He exclaimed.

They were done and Donny took the little boy's hand and led him back to wherever they had come from.

After our lunch at the café, Donny was scheduled for another tennis lesson. I went along again to be his cheering section.

He did much better getting balls to land on the other side of the net and still inbounds. The first half of the lesson was forehand shots, the second half was backhand attempts. Not very many of the backhand shots were successful. But again he saw progress and he enjoyed playing. He let me know that next time we come back he wanted more lessons.

Saturday afternoon, Donny asked if some of his new friends could have a sleep-over that night.

I innocently assumed that sleep would be a major part of a sleep-over. I was wrong. Whoever coined the name sleep-over probably didn't have these boys in mind. Sleep was the furthest thing from their minds, but I would not realize that till the wee hours of the morning.

"So who are these guys?" I asked.

He replied, "Well, you know Archie and three boys I met out playing today."

"Give me names."

He gave them up and went back out for the horse ride he had scheduled.

By dinner at the café, I had cleared it with all the parents and gave permission for the sleep-over. They were to arrive around 10 PM at Cabin 4.

 

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