The Campground: Introduction

 

The Campground:

Introduction

By

The Mangler

“I can’t fucking believe that I let you talk us into bringing you” Chad said as he turned the SUV into the rutted dirt driveway. 

“Look, I’m an adult and after the 72 hours with Choirboy, I think I can handle this,” Dan replied.

“We will see.  You will see anything and everything from vanilla to extreme kink.  Just be careful what the hell you agree to.  Not everyone will honor limits or, occasionally, even safe words.  Since this is your first time, stay close, and remember that you agreed to be our boy” Bruce replied.

About ½ mile later they came to a gate across the road.  A large sign above the gate said “The Campground.”  But Dan wasn’t focused on the gate.  He was focused on the mountain walking towards the driver’s window.  He was HUGE.  Dan estimated him to be about the same height as Chad which was 6’7”, but he looked to weight about 400 pounds.  And all of it was muscles and more muscles.  He was bald but had a Vandyke beard. He looked to be about 30 years old.

But while his size was impressive, it was the other things that caught Dan’s attention.  He was completely naked except for leather boots.  He was tattooed from the neck down with almost no skin left uninked.  He had a large ring piercing his septum similar to what you would see on a bull, his tits stood out form his chest about 1 ½ inches and had large rings in them.  A chain connected the two tits and another chain extended from the middle of that chain down to a large prince albert and an umbilical piercing.  For his cock, which was large, had a large prince albert inserted which was locked to a naval ring.  Along the cock was a tattoo similar to Dan’s which said CHOIRBOY’S.

Chad rolled down the window.  “Looks like a few additions since I last saw you Bully.”

A deep sonorous voice replied, “Yes, Sir.  It has been an eventful year.”

“And how is Spike?”

“Master is very good sir.  He is graduating from college this year sir.”

“You guys hanging around or is he moving on.”

“Oh, no Sir.  Master is going to be staying around.  He has said he would consider letting me spend some time at the farm, Sir.  If that is okay with you, Sir,” he quickly added as he looked down.

“I’m sure we can work something out.  Dan would appreciate the help.”  A motorcycle horn sounded behind them.  Chad just threw up his middle finger on his left hand.

“You promise?” came a voice shouted from the motorcycle.

Bully laughed, then looked down at his clipboard and said “Sir, I see you and Mr. Bruce on the list and one guest.  Sir, I need his name.”  Bully then looked into the car and saw Dan sitting in the back seat.  He recognized him from his Arena Debut.

“Well, for legal purposes put him down as Daniel Wang.  For this week’s ID put him down as Cumface,” Chad said

“Hey, don’t put that down…” Dan began.

“Shut it Cumface.  You agreed to our rules for the week if we let you come.  So Cumface it will be.  You’ve been getting a little too cocky since your last win. Besides, most of these people know you as Cumface.”

Bully looked at Dan and said “I’ve seen your matches Mr. Cumface.”  He then lowered his voice and said “I especially liked your last one.”

Bruce laughed.  “Should I tell Samson that?” he asked.

Bully quickly said, “Oh please Sir, no Sir.  I’m sorry, Sir.”

“Just ribbing you.  Don’t worry too much about it, but remember your place.”

“Yes, Sir.  You have been assigned cabin number 6, Sir.”

As the gate was opened by another naked guy with chains around his neck, and shackles on his arms and ankles, Chad said “Thanks.”  He then reached through the window and tweaked bully’s tit.  Dan could have sworn he saw bully’s cock twitch.

Chad drove slowly through the gates and toward the cabin.  Dan’s head became like a bobble head as he tried to take in all that he could see.  There were bodies from fully clothed to fully naked and everything in between.  It was obvious that gallons of tattoo ink had been used.  There was every conceivable bondage device in use and enough leather for several herds of cows.  There were places pierced that Dan didn’t know could be pierced.  There was also every type of accommodations:  RV’s, trailer’s, tents, cabins, and even a couple of just hammocks or slings.

“What the fuck…” Dan mumbled.

Chad and Bruce just laughed.  “Welcome to The Campground.  For one week a year, it becomes a weeklong celebration of males, leather, bondage, slavery, obedience, disobedience, punishment, abuse, competitions, wrestling and just about everything else.  The rest of the year it is a gay and leather friendly hangout.”

As they neared cabin 6, Dan said “is that a professional wrestling ring I see?”

“Yep.  There are also mats for those who prefer those.”  It was then that Dan noticed several people in wrestling singlets and others in trunks and boots.

They arrive cabin 6, a simple A-frame with a covered front porch.  It contained one large room with two double beds.  Basic but complete.  Chad and Bruce exited the car.  Chad stood 6’7” tall and had to be about 300 pounds, all muscles.  He was bare chested and his chest was covered was thick hair.  He was the definition of a bear.  Brice stood at 5’10” tall and weighed around 225 pounds.  He was muscular and cut.

Both looked stunning in their tight jeans and leather vests.  There were several shouts of hey, turned heads, and waves from other similarly dressed and undressed people.  Dan got out of the car.  He felt out of place, as Chad had intended, dressed in a polo and chinos.  Hopefully, this was to be a week of embarrassment, discovery and acceptance for Chad.

Dan did a double take as he noticed a preppy college guy leading a naked guy on a leash.  The guy was on all fours, naked except for a dildo puppy tale and a puppy head harness.  He barked at the trio.

“What the…” Dan started.  He was familiar with most kinks, at least he thought so, but he had never seen so many and so much at the same time.

“We told you, you’ll see just about everything this week.  Just about any masculine kink you can imagine will be here.  And some you can’t.  Now, why don’t you strip?”

Dan jerked his head around and said “What?”

“Strip.  Our condition was that you were going to be here as our boy and you would follow our rules and commands.”

Dan just stared.

Bruce walked over to him, grabbed his chin, pulled his head down,  and looked him in the eyes.  “Look, you insisted on coming, so here you are.  This can be a very rough place.  Everything here is supposed to be consensual and most is.  But sometimes when drunk or high, consensual becomes a little murky.  Other times, the agreement is unlimited.  If you are here as our boy, you will be more likely not to be pressured.  However, these people aren’t here to be gawked at.  So, while many will teach you and you will learn a lot, if you’re here with us you are going to participate.  Now I know this world is somewhat new for you, but you are going to participate, as you wanted, or you can go home.”

“But others are dressed and….”

“Don’t care.  I’m not concerned with others.  I’m concerned with you and us.  Now, strip, or go home.”

Dan felt very apprehensive, but he did trust Chad and Bruce, in spite of their control of him.  He gulped and slowly stripped.  Even though he wore little in the wrestling ring, something about being completely naked around strangers still embarrassed and bothered him.   It didn’t help when a couple of frat type boys sitting on the porch of the next cabin drinking and smoking weed began chanting “take it off, take it off”.

When Dan blushed, they actually laughed.  “Newbies are so much fun,” said the smaller of the frat boys.  He was short, about 5’4” and 130 pounds, good looking and appeared to be too young to drive much less drink and be here.

Once he was naked, Chad gestured to him with a single finger.  Dan walked over and stood while Chad locked on a leather collar that said slave.  Dan blushed even deeper.  There was a leash attached to the collar, which Chad then doubled back and hooked to the collar.  “Bring all the shit into the cabin and set it up.  Start with the beer.”

Dan obeyed and began emptying the SUV.  He was surprised to find that his cock was starting to respond to the situation.  It took longer than it should have because he kept stopping to gaze at all the activities going on around him.  One of the most mesmerizing sights was watching four human “horses” pulling a carriage that ferried some of the campground folks from the car lot to their accommodations.  Many preferred this both for the kink factor and also so they didn’t have to bother with the car with all the people around.  Dan didn’t fail to notice that most of the “horses” were naked, other than the bits, harness and boots, and most of them where sporting major hardons.  Once he got everything inside, he placed the belongings as directed.  He noted that Chad or Brice had pulled the mattresses off the bed and shoved them together on the floor.  Looks like they were all going to be sleeping together. Thinking that caused Dan’s cock to stiffen some more.  He looked down and thought, “god it’s going to be a long week.  Hope this is a good idea.”

 

Later they were out walking, when Dan suddenly stopped, which Chad only noticed when the leash went tight.  Chad turned to see what Dan was doing.  He noticed that he was staring at something and followed his eyes.

It ended when Chad noticed that Dan was staring at his nemesis, The Choirboy, but a friend of Chad’s.  Choirboy was dressed in a tight leather vest, black jockstrap, chaps and thick leather boots.  He was holding a leash which was attached to the collar of a heavily bound man.  Dan’s gaze was laser focused on the man at the end of the leash.

The guy had a head harness with cock gag locked on obscuring part of his face.  The collar was a heavy metal one which appeared to have been bolted on.  He had a pair of heavy-duty tit clamps attached with a heavy chain.  He was wearing a parachute device around his balls from which hung what appeared to be a 5-pound weight. His cock was sticking out. His hands were fastened to the sides of a tight leather belt that circled his waist.  He appeared to be uncomfortable.  From what Chad could tell he was handsome and well built.

Chad was surprised when Dan started walking in that direction.  He was even more surprised that when he tried to pull Dan close to him by the leash, Dan reached up and jerked the leash toward himself without removing his gaze from the guy.  He jerked so hard that the leash almost slipped from Chad’s hands. 

“What the goddamned fuck,” he yelled as he stumbled after Dan.

Hearing the commotion, Choirboy looked up and saw Dan and Chad approaching.  “Well, looky hear. Cumface is here –didn’t think he had it in him.  And he had to bring his protector.  I think you know my slave here.”

Dan just ignored Choirboy and walked up to the man on the end of the leash.

“Kyle?”  he inquired.  He thought this was his friend, or former friend, or friend on a break –he wasn’t really sure what their relationship was.  (see Dan and the choirboy series for further information)

The man just nodded.  Dan turned and shot a look at Choirboy that was pure malevolence.  Even Choirboy was surprised by the intensity of the look, as was Dan.  He was royally pissed at Kyle and wanted some payback so he was surprised by his reaction.  Before Choirboy could say anything, Dan turned back to Kyle and said “Are you here because you want to be?”

Kyle quickly nodded his head up and down.

Comprehension finally hit Choirboy.  “Look Cumface, I may be mean, brutal, uncaring and devious but I ain’t a kidnapper or a rapist.   He may be experiencing things he hasn’t before and maybe some things he doesn’t like, but he isn’t being forced.  Just like you weren’t.”

“I’m not sure that I had much of a choice,” Dan replied.

“Yeah, you did.  You got in that ring.  Not my fault you didn’t do your research better.  You agreed to what was going to happen.  And even if you didn’t want it, not once did you object or try to resist.  You may not have liked what happened but you allowed it.”

Dan was trying to process everything.  He looked again at Kyle and said “you’re really okay with this?”

Kyle looked Dan in the eye and again nodded.

“Damn.” Was all Dan said.  He thought Kyle was about as vanilla as you could be.  But then he shouldn’t have been surprised.  He was hanging out with The Choirboy after all.

Choirboy looked at Chad, shook his head and said “Bonus points for looking out for his friend.”

“No friend of mine,” replied Dan.  “I just want to make sure he is around so that I can beat his ass for what he did.”

Choirboy laughed, “You loved it and you know it.  Otherwise, why are you here?  But I may allow you an attempt at some revenge.”  Choirboy then stepped up and grabbed Dan by the chin and twisted his head until he was looking Choirboy in the eye.  “But make no mistake, this boy is mine.  Nobody and I mean NOBODY does anything unless I say so.”

“Having to protect the pussy, are you?” was Dan’s surprising reply.  Even he was surprised by his confidence.

Chad wasn’t surprised at all.  After the match with Skull, he had noticed the change in confidence level.  He knew that at some point someone was going to knock that confidence back down.  It took time to finally figure it all out and Dan was just starting.

Choirboy just stared for a minute and then turned to look at Chad and lifted an eyebrow.  Chad just nodded yes.  Choirboy reached down and gently grabbed Dan’s cock.  Dan slapped the hand away.  He was surprised when his head was jerked back by a handful of hair.

“Listen up Cumface.  You don’t embarrass me like that.  I gave him permission and you are mine for the week so you do as I say.”

Dan winced and then said, “Yes, sir, I’m sorry sir.”

“Drop the sir bullshit.  We aren’t there yet, if we ever are.”

Chad released the hair and Choirboy then reached down and began stroking again until Dan’s cock was standing up against his abdomen.  The tattoo on his cock was fully visible.  It read Choirboy’s.

“I claimed you once and could again.  But instead, Chad and I are going to arrange a little wrestling match between you and Kyle here for sometimes this week.”

Kyle had a look of fear come over his eyes, which caused Dan’s cock to twitch.  He wasn’t expecting that response.

Chad, “Yeah we will have to come up with some “fair” rules.”  Fair was said with sarcasm in it and Dan actually felt a touch of fear as well.

As Chad pulled the leash and started to walk away, Choirboy said “Hey man.  Pretty piss poor display by your boy there.  Shitty job of training there.”

Chad stopped, turned and looked at Choirboy. “At least, I don’t have to tie my boy up to get him to obey.”  The tension in the air became thick enough to feel.

“Hmm.  Maybe I need to get you in the ring and teach you how to be a real man.”

“You can try asshole.  Anytime you want.”

Chad just turned and walked away leading Dan along.

Choirboy turned to Kyle and said “Don’t worry too much. I’ll make sure you’re prepared for your match.  And as for Dan or Chad, well, you may have to share your cage this week.”  He then gently rubbed Kyle’s abs, before jerking on the tit chain causing a loud grunt.

He then turned and started talking to another leather clad man.

Once they were out of range, Dan said, “Sorry about that.  It just struck me by surprise seeing Kyle there.  He is about as vanilla as you can get.  And I have very mixed feelings about him.   After all he was my good friend.”

“Don’t worry about it.  As for being your friend, that is something you two have to work out.  I truly appreciate your concern for him, but listen up, we aren’t doing the Master/Slave thing here.  If at some point you want too then yes.  But I also have a reputation to maintain here and I’m not letting you fuck that up.  I expect you to be a little deferential.”

“Understood, but only a little.”  Dan’s eyes were drawn to a very strange site and his jaw dropped.  Walking toward them was the wiry frat boy from the next cabin.  He was dressed in casual pants, and an Izod shirt wearing a pair of sandals.  Following him at the end of leash, chain not leather was Bully.  The leash was attached a large heavy chain around the neck with a full-sized padlock which also held the collar together.  The incongruity of the sight was hard to reconcile.

“That’s Spike?”

Chad just laughed.  “Don’t be so surprised.  You’ll soon learn that many things around here are what they appear to be, and many aren’t –just like life.  You will see the expected and the not expected.  Spike may look like the innocent frat boy, which he can be.  As a matter of fact, he is one of the nicest people you could ever meet, but he is also one of the most skilled tops around.  He is an expert at manipulation and getting guys to do what they want but are afraid off.  If you hook up with him, be prepared to make sure you both understand your roles, or else.  He doesn’t like to be disobeyed or pissed off.  He is one of the top whipmasters around as well.”

“How did Bully and he end up together?”

“No one is really sure.  As you can see from his cock tat, Bully and Choirboy used to have some sort of relationship.  It wasn’t a full-time deal.  About two years ago, Spike just showed up here with Bully in tow.  As far as I know they have been together since then.  And yes, Spike and Bully are out with their relationship at college and in life.  Initially caused quite the stir at the frat house, but everyone soon adjusted.”

“Did Bully get his name from his size?  With that nose ring he does look like a bull.”

“Partially but also because he was a big, pardon the pun, bully in high school and in life.  Homophobic, racist, sexist, and most other -its.  Unfortunately for him, or maybe fortunately, he saw Choirboy and saw a target.  He tried to bully Choirboy and you can see where that led.  Oh, don’t get that look.  He is happier now that he has ever been.  He just needed to find himself.  Turns out that was having someone control his life.”

“Chad, good looking boy you have there,” Spike stated as he approached and stopped.  “Heard he can be a good jobber too.”

When Dan blushed at that, Spike laughed.  “First time here I take it?”

“Yeah, it is.  Getting a real-life lesson after signing at the Arena.  This is an introductory weekend to give him a broader view of what gay life can be like and to figure out where he wants to fit in.  Oh, he can be a jobber but I don’t think Skull sees it that way.”

“Yes, I did hear about that.  Saw Skull and his gang over at the spanking/flogging demonstration.  The gang didn’t look happy with Skull.  I would try to avoid them if possible.”

“Well Skull has to face the consequences of his choices, as does Cumface here.  Did you see if Samson was around?”

“Haven’t seen him.  Seems the gang still haven’t come to terms with him and Skull and are also pissed at the outcome of his last match.  They blame Samson, as much as Cumface here, so I think he is going to be staying away.”

Spike’s eyes shifted to look at someone over Chad’s shoulder and they dilated with surprise. “Well, speak of the devil.  I guess I spoke too soon.  Man has more balls that I thought.  This should get interesting.”

Chad turned to see who Spike was talking about. Strolling toward them was Samson, a man about 6' 2" tall and weighing in at 240 pounds. He was wearing a black jockstrap, leather chaps and a leather vest. 

He had rugged good looks (some say classic) and short brown hair.  He was muscled and had tight ridged abs.  His chest was covered with a light covering of hair which ran down to his abs and then ran in a tight line down into his jockstrap.  His right tit had a shield piercing in place with the nipple poking through the middle of it with a small barbell piercing in place.  A souvenir from his first match with Skull and the reason the Redneck Arena was born.

 “By the way, I heard that Bully here was acting a little inappropriately with you at the gate today.”  As he said that Spike gave Bully a withering look.  Bully just looked down to his feet.

Chad turned back to Spike.  “Not really.  He did forget to say sir once, but otherwise his behavior was impeccable, wasn’t it Cumface”.   Bully glanced at Dan with a look of pleading in his eyes.

“It seemed that he was correct to me.”  Bully looked appreciative.  “But then I’m new at all of this.”  Bully shot a look at Dan that wasn’t so friendly anymore.

Spike just smiled and said “um hum.  Hope your boy here isn’t too overloaded by this week.” He reached up and tweaked Dan’s nipple then jerked Bully’s leash and walked onward.

Chad looked at Dan and said, “Maybe we should get you back to the cabin so you can decompress a little.  Looks like you’re a little overwhelmed.”

“That would be correct, sir,” Dan said with a smirk.

“Jackass,” Chad replied and followed Spike and Bully back toward the cabins.

Almost back to the cabin, Chad stopped to talked to another bull of a man.  He was bald with a Vandyke, stood at 6’ and weighed about 250.  He muscles were on great display.  He was wearing a leather vest that was black and white striped like a ref’s shirt, cargo shorts and wrestling boots.  Dan was quickly realizing that clothing at the campground was anything and everything goes or nothing.

“Hey wrestledaddy, what’s up?  Doing a little reffing?”

“Nah, not today,” he replied in a sexy British accent.  “Choirboy just texted me about some match tomorrow.  Otherwise, just trying to find my boy, BJ or as he is more appropriately known around here slutboy.  We got here and off he went like a kid in a candy store.  Of course, to the little slut that is just what this is.”

“You didn’t try to stop him?”

“Nah, we aren’t exclusive just like to hang together.  Although, one more than one occasion here, I’ve had to come to his rescue even if he doesn’t think so.  Who is this?”

“This is Cumface, also known as Dan “The Destroyed” Wang.”  Dan shot Chad a very nasty look.

“Hey, I’ve heard about him.  Haven’t caught any of his matches yet though.  Maybe this week?”

“Probably.  Sounds like we have to set one up for him.”

“Okay, see you around.  Got to see what slutboy is up to.”

Chad and Dan returned to the cabin.  Dan really did need some down time to process everything.

Later that evening, Brice entered the cabin and said, “Well, we have the match set up for tomorrow between Kyle and Cumface here.”

Dan looked up and said, “Oh goody.  I don’t get any choice in the matter?”

Brice looked at him and said with a little venom, “Sure you do.  Want to chicken out or go through with it?” 

Dan stood and he was laughing.  He walked over to Brice and said “Damn you two are so easy to wind up.  Of course, I want to.  But what can I expect from wrestling here?”  He then lightly kissed Brice on the lips.

Chad said “Oh the usual indie feds wrestling stuff with a little Arena thrown in.”

“And then some,” Brice added.

“And then some?” Dan replied.

Both Chad and Brice laughed.  “Don’t worry, it is something you have to experience.  But we have your ass,” Chad said as he slapped Dan on the butt.

“Speaking of having my ass..” Dan began then turned and jumped on the mattresses.  He looked over his shoulder and tried his best innocent come hither look.

Both Chad and Brice laughed as they began stripping down.  “No one’s buying that innocent look Cumface.”

They jumped on the bed and the three became a mass of arms, legs, mouths, cocks and balls.  A good time was had by all.