Welcome to Camp Wannakukka! A special place for fathers and their sons. Camp Wannakukka provides a safe, relaxing environment for men who wish to bond with their young sons in a very unique and permanent way. At Camp Wannakukka, we hope that the bonds forged here will last a lifetime.
Christian is both nervous and excited, for it's here at Camp Wannakukka that he'll finally be married to the man of his dreams—his father. They'll have a beautiful ceremony and a wild wedding night and honeymoon.
But these dreams are interrupted when Christian meets the other sexy older men at Camp Wannakukka. He loves and wants to marry his father, but he also can't resist temptation and wants to make the most of his time here at Camp. But what will his father think of this?
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Excerpt
“Wake up, sleepyhead! We’re almost there.”
Christian’s eyes fluttered open. The steady purring of the engine had made him doze off. The small, slender eighteen-year-old rubbed sleep from his tired eyes and gave a cute yawn. He saw that they were on a winding road, one that was not paved. Gravel crunched underneath the wheels. There was the occasional soft splash of a mud puddle underneath the vehicle from a recent rainfall.
Outside, the green scenery whizzed past. Deep oak trees and thick pine stood at the very edge of the dirt road they traveled on. The last thing Christian remembered was them driving through a town. They had long since left it behind, judging by the lack of any signs of civilization out the passenger window.
“Where are we?” Christian asked his father, who was sitting next to him in the driver’s seat.
Daniel smiled, letting his eyes leave the road for a brief moment so he could rake them down over his precious boy’s small frame.
“We’re right about at the camp grounds,” Daniel explained, pointing. “See?”
Christian had to take his seatbelt off and peer up over the dashboard. He had been slouching in his sleep and his short frame didn’t help. When he could see, though, the young man old let out a soft gasp.
Up ahead were twin poles rising out of the earth on each of the road. They formed a gate with a sign that arched high overhead. The sign was made of wood and had been hand-carved. Words were printed on it, and as Daniel slowed the car down, Christian was able to read what they said.
“’Welcome to Camp Wannakukka,’” he read aloud.
“This is the place,” Daniel said, grinning to himself. “Told you I could find it without a GPS app, didn’t I?”
Christian settled back into his seat and put his seatbelt back on. The clasp went back into the slot with a ‘snap’. The belt, however, had pushed his My Hero Academia t-shirt up, exposing his belly.
Daniel saw this. His tongue slipped out between his lips. It ran along the lower half, wetting his lip and spreading a small trail of slimy drool on his chin. He had neglected to shave that morning. Fortunately, Daniel wasn’t the type who needed to. He could let his stubble grow for almost a week before it started to show.
Christian didn’t notice the look his father was giving him. He was too occupied with what lay outside his window. Or rather, what wasn’t.
“Is this really a special camp, Daddy?” he asked, growing worried.
Daniel tore his gaze away and went back to the road. “It sure is,” the father said with some assurance in his voice. “I learned all about it from one of my friends online. Someone built this place for people like us so we won’t have to hide. Isn’t that wonderful?”