by Ryan Field
Jase shrugged and said, “Did I mention this place was clothing optional?”
“Ah well,” Luis said. “I don’t think you did.”
Jase laughed. “It’s clothing optional.”
“Thanks.”
Two minutes after that, they passed four women in the nude. One had breasts that sagged so low Luis put his hand over his mouth and said, “She really should look in the mirror before she goes out in the nude. Honestly.”
“Don’t be so critical,” Jase said. He had a friend who loved nudist colonies. “It’s not about how you look. It’s about how free you feel. All nudists say that once you get beyond the sensation of being naked, it feels perfectly natural.” He was dying to find out if this was true. He felt like taking off his pants right there in the motor home.
Luis winced. “That’s a bit too natural for me. I agree with your grandmother when it comes to these things. ‘If it doesn’t look good, don’t set it on the front porch.’”
Before they turned into the place where they were supposed to park the motor home, they passed a group of nice-looking young men. Jase suddenly felt a spark of hope. All were wearing jeans and T-shirts, and all had on socks and sneakers.
But Luis didn’t sound as positive as Jase felt. “Well. Isn’t that just the way it goes? The ones who should be nude aren’t, and the ones who shouldn’t be are,” Luis said.
Jase glanced at the surrounding scenery, hoping to change the subject. “The redwoods are spectacular, aren’t they? I’ve never seen such beautiful trees. This is even better than Alaska.”
Luis glanced to his right and said, “I have to admit it is gorgeous. It even smells different here.”
They passed an older man wearing nothing but a rainbow baseball cap and Docksiders. He had a tiny little cock and huge low-hanging nuts. Luis frowned and said, “Well, if you can get past some of these God-awful naked people, I suppose this place is gorgeous.”
Jase smiled. “The man at the gate told me the place is really dead this time of year, so we’ll probably have all the privacy we need. We’ll stick to ourselves. It won’t be that bad. Besides, we’re here to relax. I’m kind of looking forward to walking around naked myself. I’ve gone camping before, but never to a clothing-optional campground.”
Luis rolled his eyes. “I had a feeling you’d be excited about this.”
Jase loved exhibitionism, and he’d never hidden this from Luis. “I can’t wait to see you walking around naked, too. They’re going to love you here.”
They passed another lumpy naked guy with an ass so small and so narrow the crack couldn’t have been more than two inches long. Luis set his jaw and said, “I think I’ll play that one by ear. I’m kind of looking forward to the privacy this place is supposed to have.”
But when they found their assigned parking space, Luis glanced at an old motor home in the space next to theirs and said, “So much for privacy. We’re practically on top of them.”
Jase pulled into the parking space and frowned at the motor home beside them. It had to be at least twenty-five years old, with dented sides, rusty bumpers, and a torn awning. It sat slightly lopsided, leaning to the left at the back end. “I don’t understand why the guy at the gate would assign us this space, especially with all the other free spaces around here.” They were the only two motor homes in that section. There had to be at least fifteen other vacant spaces.
“Maybe he made a mistake,” Luis said.
“No,” Jase said. “He distinctly said I’d love this specific space. He even smiled and winked when he said it.”
Luis yawned again. “I’m too tired to complain. Let’s just park this big thing, set up, and go to bed. I can barely keep my eyes open.”
Jase yawned and said, “I agree. If we don’t like it here, we just ask if we can change spaces later.”
Jase had a little trouble connecting to the electric. But once he figured it out, it didn’t take him long to set up everything else. When they had lights and running water, they plopped into bed in their underwear and didn’t wake up until they heard a weird tapping sound on their door.
Luis must have been disoriented and forgotten where he was. He poked Jase in the arm and said, “See what Hunter wants.”
Jase groaned and stretched his legs. “We’re in a motor home in the woods, not in New York.” He’d been in the middle of a sound sleep and he felt like punching something.
Luis lifted his head and opened his eyes. “Then what’s that fucking tapping?”
Jase sat up and scratched his dick. He looked at the clock on the nightstand and stretched his arms. It was four in the afternoon and they’d slept most of the day. “It sounds like someone is knocking on the door. I’ll find out what’s going on.”
Luis lowered his head to the pillow and closed his eyes. “See who it is first, before you open the door. It might be that guy with the rainbow cap. Or a bear.”
Jase crawled off the bed and grumbled softly on his way to the door. Did Luis think he was a blithering idiot? “See who it is? Like I’m going to open the door for a goddamn bear. I don’t see him getting his sweet little ass up to answer the door. Sure, let Jase kill the bug, let Jase catch the mouse, let Jase answer the goddamn door.”
When he reached the door, he leaned forward and said, “Who’s there?”
A deep, throaty voice from the other side said, “We’re your neighbors. We wanted to introduce ourselves.”
Jase rolled his eyes. Because he’d been camping before, he knew people in campgrounds could be overly familiar sometimes. They could be downright annoying at other times, especially if you were there for privacy. They weren’t all that way; just some campers. They tended to feel as if they were part of a secret club and lost their inhibitions at campgrounds, especially the older couples.
Jase took a deep breath and opened the door. He was imagining someone who looked like the heavyset naked guy he’d passed on the way in earlier. But when he looked down and saw two handsome young men standing at the bottom of the steps, his head went back and he smiled.
“Hi, I’m Rob and this is my brother, Rand,” said the one with the deep, throaty voice.
Jase glanced down and said, “I’m Jase. It’s nice to meet you.” They were identical twins, just like Luis and Gage. They had short dark blond hair, steel blue eyes, and muscular, stocky bodies. They were completely naked, except for identical brown leather mules with white stitching, and those short little white ankle socks. Each had a thick chunky dick and dark blond pubic hair. They weren’t too hairy. Jase could tell they’d trimmed between their legs. But they weren’t completely shaved like Luis.
“We just wanted to introduce ourselves,” Rob said. “We’re your next-door neighbors for the weekend.” He seemed more assertive than Rand. Rob wore a rope choker around his thick neck, and Jase made a mental note to remember this so he could tell them apart. It would have been impossible otherwise. Even their chunky dicks were identical.
“That’s very nice,” Jase said, wishing he had on his dark sunglasses so he could gaze at their dicks. He realized he was standing there in his boxer shorts and a white T-shirt. But, he figured, if they were naked it didn’t really matter. “This is our first time here at this particular campground. We’re from New York.”
“Cool,” Rand said. “We’re schoolteachers and we love traveling around to these campgrounds all the time. We’re usually on the road every weekend. We have Monday off this weekend for a teachers’ convention, so it’s a long weekend for us. We’ve made tons of friends at these places. We met a nice gay couple once from Oregon. They’d just gotten married and were traveling cross country to New Orleans in a huge Silverstream trailer. We still keep in touch. We’re planning a trip to New Orleans next spring break to hang out with them.”
“All the guys we’ve met are great,” Rob said.
Jase suddenly realized who they reminded him of. They were both dead ringers for Ricky Martin. They even had humpy, sexy legs like Ricky Martin. Oh, L
uis would be sorry he hadn’t answered the door this time. “My partner, Luis, is still sleeping. We had a rough flight out here yesterday and we’re trying to catch up now.”
“We’re sorry to bother you,” Rand said.
Jase lifted his chin and smiled wider. “Oh, no bother. I’m glad you stopped by. I’ve camped before many times. I’m from Alaska.” He lifted his head and squared his shoulders. He always liked mentioning this to people. It made him feel stronger and more powerful in a way he couldn’t explain. He didn’t want them thinking he was a soft city person. “But this is actually the first time my partner has been camping.”
A voice rang out from behind Jase. Luis said, “How do you know it’s my first time camping? I’m from Tennessee, and I’ve gone camping before, too. You know, Jase, people from Alaska aren’t the only ones familiar with the great outdoors.” He pushed his way past Jase and gazed at the two naked young men who looked like Ricky Martin. He extended his hand and said, “I’m Luis Fortune. You have to excuse my husband. He thinks the only people in the world who ever hiked up a hill were from Alaska.”
Jase smiled. He adored Luis’s sarcasm.
The twins shook Luis’s hand and Rand said, “We were wondering if you guys would like to join us for dinner later. We’re grilling outside. Nothing special. But it would be a nice way to get to know you better.”
Rob said, “But we don’t want to intrude, either.”
Before Luis could even open his mouth, Jase said, “We’d love to. We’ll bring wine.”
“Cool,” Rob said.
“Come over around seven,” Rand said, as he turned and started walking away.
Jase leaned out the door over Luis’s shoulder, and said, “We’ll be there.”
When Rob and Rand were gone, Luis closed the door and said, “Well, now we know why the guy at the gate said we’d like the particular spot. He certainly knew what he was talking about.”
“Did you see their thighs?” Jase said. He didn’t mention their firm, round asses. He was afraid Luis would get jealous. “They’re schoolteachers,” he said. “They seem like such nice guys.”
Luis sent him a glare. He folded his arms across his chest and said, “I heard. I was standing right behind you the entire time. There is a teachers’ convention and they have Monday off.”
Jase noticed a trace of jealousy in Luis’s voice. So he smiled and said, “But they aren’t as hot as you are. You’re still the hottest guy in this campground, with or without clothes.”
“Yeah, right,” Luis said, as if he didn’t believe him. He reached between Jase’s legs, slipped his hand inside Jase’s boxer shorts, and grabbed Jase’s dick. He yanked Jase forward and said, “Let’s go back to sleep. I have a feeling it’s going to be a long night.”
* * * *
“I’m not wearing anything tonight,” Jase said. “Just shoes. This place is clothing optional, and I’m taking advantage of it.” They were getting ready to meet the twins, Rand and Rob, outside for dinner. Jase hadn’t eaten much that day and the minute he smelled the charcoals burning on the grill outside, his stomach started making noises.
Luis cast him a glance and thought for a moment. He’d just come out of the shower and he was drying his smooth, wet legs. “I guess there’s nothing wrong with it,” he said. “I’m just worried it might get cold out later.”
Jase slipped his feet into a pair of black leather sandals and crossed toward where Luis was standing. He put his arms around Luis’s shoulders and said, “If it gets cold, you can sit on my lap and I’ll warm you up.”
Luis reached down and squeezed Jase’s balls. He tugged a few times and said, “I think you should be good tonight. These guys seem harmless, and from what I’ve heard about nudists there’s nothing sexual about these clothing-optional places. It’s almost like a philosophy or a religion with them. I’ve heard they get insulted if people make it something sexual. And I don’t want to offend them. After all, they are schoolteachers.”
“Hey, I’m not suggesting anything. I’m just letting my dick swing in the breeze tonight.”
Luis smiled. “Jase, I know you better than anyone. And I know how much you like having sex in front of other people. Remember the guy who works in our parking garage in New York? You don’t have to pretend with me, sweetheart.”
Jase rested his palm on Luis’s ass and squeezed it hard. “I know,” he said. “I’ll be good. I promise. I won’t insult anyone or do anything obnoxious.” Luis was right about the exhibition thing, and Jase couldn’t argue with him. Though Jase knew Luis wasn’t interested in doing three-ways and group sex like a lot of other gay couples they knew, Luis didn’t mind indulging in Jase’s passion for exhibitionism. Sometimes, though Jase was never totally sure, Jase thought Luis enjoyed their exhibitionist scenes as much as he did. But they didn’t do this often, mainly because the opportunity didn’t come up often. Now that they were in a clothing-optional campground, with hot twins right next door to them, Jase couldn’t help imagining some of the possibilities.
But Luis was probably right about Rand and Rob. They didn’t seem interested in sex at all. When Jase and Luis stepped out of their motor home naked and crossed to a small concrete patio on the other side of Rob’s and Rand’s motor home, they found Rand standing over a grill and Rob setting a small folding table with disposable dishes and flatware. Rand was only wearing a short apron to cover his genitals while he grilled, and Rob wasn’t wearing anything but the mules and white socks he’d been wearing earlier. They seemed perfectly content to be naked, and didn’t even flinch when they saw Jase and Luis arrive naked. There was nothing sexual about it. They shook each other’s hands, Jase handed Rob a couple of bottles of wine, and Rob told them to feel free to sit down on the folding chairs around the table. Rob even laughed and said, “We have cushions for all the chairs.”
Though Jase noticed Luis’s eyes open wide each time one of the Ricky Martin twins moved too fast and his dick jumped, the conversation during dinner was casual and pleasant. Rob and Rand talked about their work as teachers, told a few funny stories about their camping adventures, and complimented Jase’s wine choices. Jase and Luis talked about their lives in New York, their son, and Jase’s family back in Alaska. When Rob and Rand found out Jase was the famous Virgin Billionaire and that Luis was his semi-famous model partner, they seemed mildly impressed. But not nearly as impressed as they were with the motor home Jase and Luis were traveling in. It turned out Rob’s and Rand’s motor home was more than thirty years old, and they’d been saving money for a new one for years. They couldn’t stop asking questions about the electric motor home Jase was testing out that weekend, and they were especially interested in learning about its efficiency and now much money they saved on fuel. They said one of the things about their older motor home was the price of gas. On teacher salaries, it was getting harder and harder to fill the tank in their old rig.
But Jase couldn’t get over the fact that he was walking around nude out in public. This was the first time Jase had ever been naked in public this long, and he found the experience extremely interesting in ways he hadn’t expected. Though he’d been excited about being naked outside with two strange guys at first, the feeling wore off within the first hour. By the middle of dinner, he’d forgotten he was naked. Though he didn’t mention this to anyone, he felt a slight sense of disappointment.
After dinner, Rob and Rand pulled out a game of gay Monopoly and the four of them played until two o’clock in the morning. Luis’s token was a high heel, and he wound up winning. By the time he was finished, he owned almost every single property on the board, including Castro Street and Fire Island.
Jase finally stretched his arms and yawned, then slapped Luis on the thigh and said, “We’d better hit the sack, bitch. It’s been a long day.” He didn’t mention he’d let Luis win. He’d purposely made wrong moves and choices because he knew how much Luis liked winning board games. It was one of the small sacrifices he’d learned that would always make
his relationship with Luis better and pay off in the end. Whenever Luis won a board game, Jase usually received a stellar blow job later that night.
Rob stood up and started to clear the game off the table. “I’m tired, too,” he said. When he leaned into the table to collect the fake Monopoly money, Jase couldn’t help noticing the way his dick rested on the table.
Rand stood and reached for the empty wine glasses. He laughed and said, “I’m amazed you guys didn’t ask us the one question almost everyone asks.”
Jase and Luis exchanged glances. Jase didn’t have a clue.
Rob said, “Don’t start with that, Rand.”
“What?” Jase asked. Now he was curious.
Rand lifted the last wine glass and said, “Every time we meet new friends at one of these gay campgrounds and they find out we’re identical gay twins, they always ask if we’ve ever done each other.”
Luis blinked.
Jase said, “Ah, well.” He had to admit the thought had crossed his mind. But he certainly wouldn’t have asked them something that private.
Then Luis said, “I have an identical twin brother myself, and he’s gay. I never thought about having sex with my brother. It’s a horrible thought. I get sick just thinking about it.”
Rand flung him a look. “Do people ask you if you and your twin brother had sex?”
Luis shrugged. “It’s too soon to know,” he said. “We’ve been estranged for many years. We just started talking again. It’s a very long story I’ll tell you another time. It’s too late now. But the thought of having sex with my brother is just downright creepy. No way.”
Jase sat back and listened. He had to admit he’d wondered about whether or not Luis and Gage had ever had sex with each other. Though he knew Luis well enough to know Luis would never do such a thing with his own brother, Jase had to admit the scenario did conjure more than a few extremely sexual fantasies. But he’d never say this aloud to Luis.
Rand set the wine glasses down on a tray beside the table and punched his twin brother in the arm playfully. “It is creepy. I’d never have sex with him. He’s a big donkey. Look at those hairy legs.”
