Early last September I had to go to the south coast to collect a small engine. We were having a warm spell so I borrowed a mate’s campervan intending to stay a few days and enjoy the beach. I arrived early Wednesday afternoon and booked into an adults-only site just inland from a notable naturist beach reported to have a good gay clientele. I went down to the beach later. There were few guys there with nice bodies but no action that I could see although I did speak with some of them. I went back to my van when the sun started to go, had a shower then walked down the road to the pub for a meal and a pint. I strolled back to the site about 10pm and was walking up the row of vans when I saw a big one with the lights on and the curtains open and with something going on inside. I stepped off the track into the darkness to have a look. I could see a couple kissing and playing with each other on a double bed. I thought they were hetero as one had long dark hair and wore stockings and suspenders. However I soon saw that it was a male TV as they were sucking each other. The TV was about 40 with a lovely smooth slim body but small prick whilst the other guy was about a decade older, also smooth but with a bit more bulk, everywhere. I was concentrating on the action and didn’t hear a guy come up from behind and stand beside me. It was clear to him what I was doing and watching so there was no point in my pretending otherwise. The guy was about 60 with long greying hair. He had on a satin dressing gown and I thought he must have come from the showers but he carried no towel. I’d seen him on the beach and knew he also had a nice slim body with a deep tan all over and a small but perfect penis. He said, ‘Harry and John put on a good show don’t they’. I agreed that they did as watching them was giving me the hard. He laughed and reached over to grasp my rampant loz straining against my shorts. I enjoyed him playing with it and I put my arm round him as encouragement. He opened my shorts and out stood my loz which he proceeded to fondle, occasionally cupping my balls. We kissed deeply whilst he fondled me and I squeezed his buttocks – I’d soon found that he had nothing on under the dressing gown. He slipped down to his knees and took my loz in his mouth, wanking me with it whilst fondling my balls. Watching those guys going at it whilst being sucked so expertly had me nearly coming in no time so I pulled the guy up and we kissed long and deeply again. He then asked, ’Would you like to come back to my caravan or would you like to join Harry and John?’ I was unclear what he meant and asked him to explain. He said that they liked an audience and probably knew someone was watching but they also liked company. I asked if we could join them. He gave a whistle and John, the older one came to the window. He spoke to the guy, Peter as I came to know him, then opened the van door and Peter called me in. We went through to the bedroom and Peter introduced me whereupon Harry threw his arms round me and kissed me deeply. John also gave me a big hug then reached down to fondle my loz. Peter and I soon stripped off, he wore only the robe, and we were on the bed with Harry and John. As the newbie I seemed to be getting all the attention with Harry sucking my cock whilst I kissed and fondled Peter and John fondled my buttocks. Slipping his hand down my crack to finger my man-pussy. We swapped about a bit and I sucked John’s lovely tool whilst fondling his nipples whilst Peter sucked me some more. After a while I went for Harry and turned him face down with his lovely round buttocks framed by his suspender belt and stocking tops. I slid on a condom and lube then parted his cheeks to slide my hard loz into his man-pussy. I had that beautiful feeling as his warmth enveloped me and his muscles gripped me tightly. I fucked him slow and deep, trying not to come as John was squeezing my balls and Peter was kissing me and tweaking my nipples. I pulled out after a while then turned Harry over to fuck him missionary style with his legs on my shoulders so I could lean forward and kiss him. Again I fought not to come as I was enjoying exquisite pleasure. I pulled out before I got there and lay on the bed with my erection still intact. John then took over from me, fucking Harry bareback hard and fast until I heard him moan as he shot his load into him. He lay back on the bed with his flaccid tool soaked in cum and lube and Harry immediately licked it all off him. Peter made it clear by his attentions to me that he wanted some so I put him on his knees and mounted him from behind. Once again John was fondling my balls whilst Harry was kissing me with cum on his lips. I fucked deep and hard and soon came a massive load, feeling my loz throbbing into Peter’s man-pussy whilst his muscles gripped and squeezed the juice out of me as he came himself. We all lay about the bed exhausted. After a while we said our goodnights with many thanks and I walked back to my van with Peter. His caravan was quite close to my campervan pitch. I slept well that night but when I finally rose I found that Harry and John’s van had gone. I was busy most of that day sorting the engine but I saw Peter in the evening. He told me that the invitation from the previous evening still stood if I was interested. I went round to his caravan about 10pm and again he wore only the robe. We had a drink then adjourned to his bedroom where we soon stripped off and lay on the bed together, kissing and fondling each other. Neither of us was in a hurry so we enjoyed each other’s bodies at leisure. Peter told me that he didn’t top but he really did like being fucked. I duly obliged in different positions, taking my time to enjoy the sweet pleasure of his man-pussy and feeling him muscles gripping me. This time I came in him whilst fucking him missionary style with a cushion under his buttocks as he tweaked my nipples and we kissed deeply. I then sucked and wanked him until he came too. That second evening with just me and Peter, after we got to know each other, was much the nicer of the two as we acted more like lovers than just fuckers. It was sweet bliss.