Porn Camp
Copyright© 2026 by Phil Brown
Chapter 18: Home Again
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 18: Home Again - “On behalf of Adult Entertainment Industries and Lancelot Productions, you have been selected to join us for three weeks of extensive training for positions throughout the adult entertainment industry.” The letter began and so too did the adventure. Come join Ryan Owens, a typical eighteen year old high school senior for the fantasy of a lifetime.
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft mt/Fa ft/ft Consensual Heterosexual Anal Sex Cream Pie Oral Sex Safe Sex Nudism
Tuesday
Our Tuesday morning run was out to the entrance and back, but this time, instead of being strung out, we all stayed bunched pretty closely together, and I didn’t feel as winded.
I took my time showering and dressing, grabbed my books and headed to the café. I noticed that everyone was tending to sit with their own group for breakfast this morning. Later, we made our way back to the auditorium.
Our three instructors announced the schedule for today and then Marjorie sent the actors in two person teams to run the same schedule as last week for a forty-five minute review with each session instructor.
That meant that Cheyenne and I went to sound stage seven to meet with Rusty. I was surprised to see him since I thought he had gone home. It turns out that he had just gone to Knoxville to visit some friends.
After our review, which was mostly Rusty and I talking about our project, Cheyenne and I split and I went to soundstage six.
And so it went, the rest of the day as we met with and reviewed each of our sessions.
After dinner, most of us met in the lobby with our books and notes and reviewed our stuff from Marjorie.
It was a long day. More mentally tiring than physically. I was quickly asleep.
Wednesday
Today was our final day of Pilates and Phyllis passed out certificates of completion. It seems that we had completed the Level One training. Hurray!
After a quick breakfast, we reported to the large classroom between the studios and with two unknown people that were probably administrators acting as our Proctors, we spent the next four hours completing the test booklets.
I was a little upset that I didn’t complete the whole thing, but I never found any of my classmates who had either.
“Congratulations, Campers,” Marjorie told us as we ate a late lunch in the café. “You have finished Basic Studio Camp. You are free for the rest of the afternoon until the awards ceremony tomorrow at 10:00am. That will be followed by the Celebration Barbeque in the barn.”
I was glad I had finished, but I was sad that it was over. But I didn’t have time to brood.
Lauren Bond came by me and grabbed my hand, pulling me.
“Come on, big boy. You owe me!” she said as she pulled me to her room. Once there, she rode my tongue until she cried out. Then she flipped around and rode my cock as well.
And that’s how I spent my next-to-last day.
Cheyenne followed Lauren, and then Natalia, with little Hanna, spending the night. She wanted to try anal again but settled for my tongue.
Thursday
The last day! No exercise, no classes, no scenes, no projects! And no breakfast!
The food in the café was sparse this morning. I finally realized the camp was closing after today until the next camp. So it seemed like they were cleaning out the refrigerators.
After breakfast, I wandered over to the auditorium to talk with all the new friends I had made in the last few weeks. Having grown up an only child in a mostly single parent home, I quickly decided I liked having friends and family around me. And for the first time since I got here, I realized I missed my new family and wanted to go home and see them.
Of course, the awards show was a lot of talk, although I enjoyed seeing the third and second place projects. And when they showed our project as the first place winner, I was almost embarrassed at the remarkable difference.
Steven won best director and a one thousand dollar bonus and Honey and Lilly both won tech awards including five hundred dollar prizes. Cheyenne won the Most Improved camper award with a five hundred dollar prize, and Bridget won Best Actress and a one thousand dollar award. I suspected it was based on our feature they were calling “The Birthday Card”.
I won the best actor award and just stood up and waved. I forgot to go up and get my thousand dollars. Then they announced that there had been a bidding war as to which AEI studio would get to release our short film.
“Since this has never happened before, we decided to award the entire crew double the original prize!” Brad Nobles announced. This meant that everyone on the team received a two thousand dollar bonus.
After the awards, as everyone headed for the barn and our last meal, I went up to Brad Nobles.
“Congratulations on your awards!” he said with a big smile. “We’re looking forward to big things from you!”
“Thank you,” I told him. “I was wondering if you’ve heard how Julie is doing after her surgery?”
“She’s doing great!” he said. “They had her up and walking the day after surgery and she’s due to come home tomorrow.”
“That’s good news!” I replied. “Will you tell her I asked after her?”
“I will. I know that she’s looking forward to you coming out in a few weeks.”
“Well, thanks. I had a wonderful camp.”
I spent the rest of the day, celebrating with my friends, but made a quick exit after the meal was over. I had to get back to my room and pack.
Friday
Friday morning, Heather and I were up, out, and on the bus by 7:30am. It was going to be another long day of travel. We had gotten smart, and for a small fee, the Wolf Lodge would ship our bags home for us, so all I was carrying was my backpack.
Our flight from Knoxville to Atlanta was at 9:25am, arriving in Atlanta at 10:20am. Then we had an hour before we caught our flight to LAX at 11:25am. That’s Eastern Time. We were scheduled into LAX around 1:05pm Pacific Time, which would be 4:05 Eastern Time. Like I said, we had a long day ahead.
We were lucky and didn’t run into any real problems on the way back, even though tomorrow was the Fourth of July holiday. And Heather and I both appreciated the First Class seats, because they afforded us the chance to sleep comfortably.
Dad had left work early to pick us up, and we talked the whole way home, regaling him with stories of our three weeks at camp. But Friday afternoon traffic is always a bear in LA and it took us over two hours to get there.
When we got home, there was a gaggle of girls out by the pool and a strange lady busy in the kitchen.
“Ryan, Heather, this is Eva. Eva this is my son, Ryan, and his friend, Heather,” my Dad said introducing us. “Eva is our new chef. And I believe you’re going to love her cooking!”
“What’s going on out there?” I asked nodding out to the pool.
“The girls just had some friends over to play in the pool. And Mrs. Cranston had her twins a week early. Crystal should be home soon,” Eva informed us. “She’s anxious to see you again.”
Suddenly a shrill cry pierced the air.
“RYAN!” a bikini-clad Madison screamed as she came running in through the sliding door and leaped the last five feet to latch her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist.
“I’m so glad you’re here,” and “I missed you,” and “I’m fourteen now!” all tumbled from her mouth as she kissed me all over my face and neck.
When she finally slipped out of my arms, I received twin kisses from a wet pair of twins, as they hugged me from each side at the same time.
“We’re so glad you’re home!” Emily whispered.
“Yeah! We’re horny!” Ashley added.
Then as they floated away, a pair of arms crept around my waist from behind me. “Oooo, someone has been working out!” Peyton softly whispered in my ear.
Crystal came in as we were sitting down to Eva’s spaghetti with salad and rolls. I stopped eating long enough to hug her. This hugging stuff had really grown on me.
After the meal, the adults all sat around the table, talking mostly about mine and Heather’s experiences at Porn Camp.
“We truly missed you being here, which is odd since you really just moved in right before you left for camp. But I know we’re going to have a busy four weeks before school starts,” Crystal said. “In fact, we need to get you over to the school and get you registered soon.”
Later, after Heather and I had settled in bed, the bathroom door moved and a naked Madison streaked across the room and dived under the covers next to me.
“Ryan, I’m fourteen now and mom said I could have sex with you if you say it’s okay,” she said breathlessly.
“Then yes,” I told her. “But, I have been working for three weeks and then had to travel all day. I promise it will be better for you if you’ll give me a chance to recover. So can you give me until tomorrow?” I asked.
“Okay...” she finally told me.
Then she spooned up against me and grabbed my hand and placed it squarely on her breast.
“Good night, Ryan. I love you,” she whispered.
Saturday
I awoke alone in the big bed. For a moment, I was confused. I didn’t know where I was.
Then the tumblers turned and slowly slipped into place. I shook my head as it all came back to me. I was in my new bed, in my new home. But where was everyone else?
I stumbled to the bathroom and took care of my most pressing need, then threw on some shorts and a t-shirt and headed to the kitchen. Someone was busy doing something in the kitchen. Then I remembered she was the new cook. What was her name?
“Good afternoon, Ryan,” she said.
I mumbled good morning as I remembered her name. Eva.
“Are you okay? You’ve been asleep a long time,” Eva said.
I glanced at the kitchen clock. It said one twenty-five.
“I think I over-slept...” I said.
“I understand you’ve had a very full three weeks in Tennessee and Crystal said we should let you sleep,” she explained. “Would you like something to eat? It won’t take a minute to fix you something.
“That would be great!” I told her, suddenly realizing how hungry I was.
“How about a couple of breakfast burritos?” Eva suggested.
“Sure,” I said as I took a seat at the table.
“Where is everyone?” I asked Eva as she went about fixing my burritos.
“Heather said she was going home and Crystal and David took the girls over to Morrison to the boat show. They should be back before too long because they mentioned something about going to watch the fireworks later,” she said. “I volunteered to stay until you got up, then I’m going home.”
I returned to my room and unpacked my carry-on, wondering when my shipped bag would get here. Then took all my dirty laundry down to the laundry room and started the first load. Eva stuck her head in the door and announced that she was headed home.
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