Tim woke up to the rhythmic sound of a chain sticking a sling frame coupled with the sound of heavy breathing from the two guys across the cabin from his bunk.
After dinner, Tim had kicked off his boots and laid down for a nap. His bunk was in the leather barrack not far from the Pocono Eagle dungeon. It was still early evening, so the dungeon wasn’t busy. In the months leading up to his trip to the Poconos, Tim dreamed about nights at camp, spending time with his leather buddies, enjoying a cigar while cruising a hot leather daddy.
The evening was young, and it was time to put on his boots and harness and check out what was happening. As Tim stepped off the porch of his leather barrack, he noticed a group of guys talking and smelled the sweet scent of a cigar. It was Tim’s first trip to the Poconos to attend naked camp. Tim walked up the hill and joined the group. Quickly he had his favorite bourbon in hand and was talking to a tall, bearded man and a ginger sub already in a rope harness. Tim noticed the rope harness had a loop in the back that the bearded man was holding. Tim already felt this was a special place but couldn’t pinpoint what made it seem so welcoming. Was it the stars, the flickering light from the bonfire or the bourbon?
In a clearing near the group, a St Andrews cross was set up with a table nearby with equipment carefully placed. A well-built confident Sir was nearby talking to what appeared to be a sub. As they continued to talk, the Sir placed a blindfold on the sub and turned him to face the cross. With the sub’s hands attached with cuffs above his head, the Sir made sure the sub knew who was in control as he pulled his legs apart and attached his ankles to the legs of the cross.
Without notice, a torch lit up the area with a flash and the Sir had everyone’s attention, especially the sub securely attached to the cross. Spraying tiny droplets of alcohol into the air near the torch caused WHOOSH after WHOOSH. Closer and closer to the sub. A small gauze pad with alcohol leaves a thin line on the sub’s back and WHOOSH, the Sir immediately cooled the area with the wet cloth. Switching between fire and ice the scene grew in intensity. Tim found himself in a world he had only dreamed about. Was this really happening?
Being in the Pocono Mountains with like-minded men enjoying conversation over a cigar and bourbon felt like home. The tall, bearded man came back and offered Tim another bourbon. As they talked, he asked if Tim would join him and his boy in the dungeon for a bondage scene. Tim said of course but didn’t ask any question as he felt his cock begin to swell. Tim followed them into the dungeon. The Dom’s piercing blue eyes, furry butt, big arms, and an equally large intact cock held Tim’s attention. At the bondage table, the boy knelt and bowed his head. In a very short conversation, the Dom asked Tim if he would agree to be tied up with his boy. Tim agreed, limits were discussed, and a safe word was established. The boy was instructed to stand and a blindfolded was put in place. A short piece of rope was attached to the back of the harness and tied to an overhead hook to secure the boy in place. Standing behind Tim the Dom put his arms around Tim’s chest, and he felt the jolt of the Dom’s energy. Tim felt the Dom’s wet cock push up against his butt as he finished the first loop of the harness. In a matter of a few minutes Tim was in a chest harness and without notice a blindfold was put in place. The Dom tied a rope to the back of Tim’s harness and secured it to the overhead hook. Tim was instructed to move forward until he felt the sub and then put his arms around the sub’s waist. At this point Tim’s hands were tied together and attached to the harness of the sub. Tim was face to face with the sub and he could feel his breath, beard, and eager energy. The man scent surrounding them was intoxicating.
Tim was instructed not to kiss the sub unless given permission. The Dom proceeded to apply layer after layer of rope until both Tim and the sub were tied securely together. Tim could feel the coarse hair on the Dom’s arms and chest and smell the combined aroma being generated by the three of them. Each layer of rope constraining their bodies conversely releasing more energy. Tim’s whole body was electrified, and he could feel the sub’s cock get harder and harder as it pressed against his inner thigh. The Dom gave Tim permission to kiss his sub. The sensation of their tongues touching caused each to drift into space where time seems to stand still yet; it was clear the Dom was in total control. The sensation of the Dom working Tim’s nips, the ginger responding to his wet tongue and his cock rubbed against the furry thigh of the sub pushed Tim over the edge. Every muscle in his body was alive as his load coated the furry leg of the ginger. Although Tim heard the Dom tell the sub he couldn’t let go of his load, there was nothing to stop Tim.
As the rope was being removed, Tim realized he had never felt such intense energy before and made such a connection with fellow leather men. The sub’s energy blended perfectly with his own and their energy seemed to multiply in intensity. The two of them willingly gave their energy to the Dom and the Dom responded with his own energy exchange. The Dom and Ginger said I will see you tomorrow at the Bear Pool Party, as they departed the dungeon.
Naked Camp helped Tim to realize that ’Leather’ is not just clothing but a state of mind, and that naturism is not just the absence of clothing; it too is a state of mind. Both groups – leather and naturist – have thrown off the yoke of social convention and found a way to live life freely, boldly, proudly, and honestly.
Come join us at the GNI Pocono Eagle August 18-27, 2023, for Naked Camp 2023. Leather barracks; large play space; 40 hours of fetish and sex ed classes; boots, cigar, and bourbon socials; bear pool party and much more. Check out the GNI Pocono Eagle at GNIPoconoEagle.org.