Timberfell Lodge : A Great Gay CMNM Getaway

 

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Timberfell Lodge proves to be a great gay CMNM getaway in the backwoods of East Tennessee. 

I promised (myself) that I'd write a review of Timberfell Lodge, the outdoorsy gay resort in the foothills of the Great Smoky Mountains of east Tennessee.  

Before the great memories fade completely, I'll try to get some of what occurred there during my first visit to Timberfell. It will definitely not be my last time to go.

SPECIAL NOTE: At a later time, I will come back to the topic of what kinds of CMNM situations I experienced at Timberfell Lodge, and also explore the idea of a real CMNM weekend event there in the future more in details in a later post. Any ideas in the meantime are certainly welcome! Send me an email or write your ideas in a blog comment.

 

* Timberfell Lodge would make a great venue for a Daddy-Boy Retreat, a CMNM Weekend, complete with circus tent for live role-plays and exhibitions. I understand that a Daddy-Boy BDSM Event has been held there in the recent past. I'm going to try to get one started there for next year -- hopefully in August (between Mr. Timberfell Contest Weekend and Labor Day) -- perhaps in conjunction with these or other existing annual events, or at one or more gay campgrounds in North America. Any suggestions or recommendation would also be greatly appreciated. 

Why Timberfell Lodge proved to be a great gay getaway in the backwoods of East Tennessee. 

Although it is located in rural Tenn, there is most everything you'd want to the resort grounds: dining room, variety of accommodations, plenty of men of all ages, body types, races, persuasions, and passions, lots of nooks and crannies for anonymous sex, great sense of community, isolated for complete nudity, reasonable rates, exciting home-spun events with enough technicality to be enjoyable,... and more. I visited it for the first time on Aug 13-17 which coincided with the Mr. Timberfell Contest Weekend of events.

There is still time this season (Summer 2020) to camp out - although they do have rooms and a bunk-bed dorm for the less outdoorsy.

Labor Day Weekend is one of their biggest events, and the last major one before the pool closes later this month, followed on by their annual Cocktobear-Fest in October.

What's hot and what's to do?

1) Bears galore - If you're into them, you'll have a large assortment to dazzle your fancy. There are other types of guys too.. like me (gray fox), and otters, panthers, and wily coyotes, too. There are NOT too many twinks, however (awhhh!). When I attended the Mr. Timberfell Contest Weekend, there were only 4 young men (20s), who were there because one of them (a hunky stud) was competing for the title. I'd say the average age is 45 - and there are plenty of older men, and quite a lot of younger ones 30 - 45. But only a few below 29. I did meet a 20 year old who was into older guys, and a 70 something into younger. It's all relative.. after all. 

2) The location is isolated, so you can go nude anywhere on the resort (except the dining room),

3) Festive atmosphere for the weekend events,

4) Bar is open to outsiders, day visitors, and to guests

5) Sex is not guaranteed but highly likely if you've got what it takes (smile). Public sex is not allowed but there was plenty going on in the private areas. 

6) Nice facilities - byob for wine/liquor, cannot bring beer but can buy it there, the food served is like home-style buffet - if you're not really a camp-style cook, pool and large sun deck, sauna, steam room can get active - especially at night - they open all night for your pleasure (smile). 

7) Best thing was meeting the great guys - I had great conversations and still managed to get off at the right times. Wink! 

Costs: Check it out online - but campsite $15 for 1 person per night, breakfast $6, dinner $20, poolside beer $3, snacks $3 

From camping (in a tent or camper), to a bunk in the bunkhouse, to a room with shared toilet, to a fine private room with private bath. It's all up to you! They have events all year long - even when it's too cold to camp outdoors. 

ADDED Bonus: The events are not very expensive, and day-guests are abundant on weekends. Also, there is actually a community of gay men who live (and a few work on site) at the resort full-time, particularly in the summer months. There are rentable trailer and RV sites for those who want a live-in gay nude resort experience 24/7.

Find out more at: www.timberfell.com/home/

Kelly

August 5, 2020 - 3:52 PM You have to realize that Timberfell is way back in rural, Bible-belt America. If you drive passed it, (easily to do since its unmarked except for the street number), you'll end up in one of the most redneck parts of Tennessee, where the regular pastime could well be cornholing unsuspecting Yankee tourists, a la Deliverance (see film / novel of the same name) . However, Timberfell Lodge is a little gay oasis where bear-mauling truckers, silver-maned bikers, beefy jarheads, countryfied southern gentry, and white trailer trash all mingle rather happily, mostly naked around the pool or guzzling moonshine (not actually) in the dance-hall tavern-bar just up the hill. Maybe we can get a group of interested people from Tribe.net or the Guys into CMNM social network groups to convene for some down-home fun and good times. Hey, ya'll come, y'hear!

Camping Surprise: An original story

Date: Fri, 30 Aug 2013 13:13:35 +0100
From: fjaed abuda 
Subject: Camping Suprise (Gay Male)

 Palm trees swept loudly in the wind as the

 moonlight shone dimly over the
rough wild lawn. The fire crackled irregularly 

complementing the gentle
sparkle of the thousands of stars in the sky. 

Mark and Fred knew that
they'd need to talk at some point, but were 

both aware that it wasn't the
right time. The last time they'd been camping

together was a few years ago
and it brought back memories of the laughter 

shared by the group of young
teenagers. The soft warm air amplified their

 appreciative breaths after the
exhausting day on the road.

Mark decided that it was too hot to keep his 

thick hiking clothes on and
began to strip. Fred came to the same conclusion

 and they both undressed
into their boxers and allowed the cool breeze to 

refresh their aching
bodies. Normally Mark would have undoubtedly made a snide remark, which
would have been all but pleasant in the frame of mind they were both in. 

Mark was already confused enough that Fred had revealed that he was gay
after all the years the two had spent chasing and screwing different
girls. He'd even made the assumption that Fred was a tad homophobic after
his bitching when they went skinny dipping the previous summer and Mark had
popped a slight erection in the water. At the time, Mark had said that he
couldn't help but be slightly aroused by the warm water surrounding his
naked body, but he knew all too well that this wasn't the case -- it was
the first sight of Freddie's thick black pubes and the slight glimpse of
his cock for the first time. He'd tried hard to fight off his feelings of
curiosity, but found himself overwhelmed and thought it was just his
hormones as a teenager, causing him to think sexually in any situation.

Mark was intrigued by the male form, and scared of the fact. He wanted to
be with a girl and have kids when he was older, not be one of the stupid
gays with their effeminate mannerisms. He'd made a conscious choice to
follow his feelings towards girls, but was having second thoughts after his
friend only came out to him earlier in the day. All these thought rushed
through his head one by one and he couldn't help but find his eyes pointed
towards Fred's toned abdomen and the defined V-shape pointing down towards
his--

Mark turned his head quickly, what was he thinking?

He then noticed the slow rising of his briefs above his thighs as his own
penis began to grow. He jumped up anxiously and walked to get more firewood
without saying a word.

All the while, Fred was looking at the sky and 

only realized when Mark walked away. Must have been

 acting strange about earlier, he thought, still a 

little shaken up by Mark's seemingly unaccepting

 reaction earlier on.  Mark made sure he was out of 

sight of Fred before he crouched against a tree and 

couldn't help but wonder

if Fred had ever felt the same arousal towards him as

he had. Presumably, he'd have ruled it out as an option

 due to him being straight and just ignored the tempta-

tion.  But then Mark remembered how Fred had commented

 a few times about his good looks, just being a good

 mate he'd thought, but was now recognizing that perhaps

 he was attracted to him.

Mark felt a sudden surge of anger that Fred had taken 

him for granted all
these years and raced back towards the fire and pushed Fred towards the
ground as he sat. Mark looked at his friend lying on the floor. Fred had an
expression of astonishment and fear as Mark bunched his fist and held it
ready behind his shoulder. Not a word was said even then as Mark
contemplated releasing his anger and following through.

Then, as Mark was kneeling above Fred, with his legs either side of his
body and his hand pressed into Fred's shoulder, he noticed his uneven dark
hair and protruding cheekbones. He then had an impulse of a different kind
and leant his face in to Fred and kissed him hard. He restrained his head
and pulled back, his gaze remaining on Fred. What the fuck, rattled in
Mark's brain as he knelt. 

 Fred's face was predominantly shocked, but at the same time Mark could see
excitement in his eyes. Mark unwillingly leant in again and shoved his
tongue in Fred's welcoming mouth. It was beyond control now, Mark couldn't
help himself -- it just felt so right.

 Before Mark knew it, Fred had forcefully rolled him over, and lay above him
as the strong kiss sustained itself somehow, both of their eyes shut at the
same time. Their tongues were knotted together, entangled and exploring
each other's salivating mouths. Fred embraced Mark tightly, with one arm
around his muscled back and the other clutching his wiry blond hair. After
a few seconds he moved his mouth down to Mark's neck, and sucked strongly.
Mark's head tilted back in ecstasy.

This wasn't Fred's first gay experience, but he was a hell lot more turned
on this time for sure. He'd been longing to touch Mark for years. Fred
continued his way down Mark's body, firmly licking across his chest,
tasting the sweet remnants of sweat and the rough texture of his stubbly
fur. He couldn't wait any longer -- he readjusted and tugged down Mark's
briefs, exposing his thick, fully hard dick, which bounced up alert and
craving attention. He descended his mouth onto it in an instant, tongue at
the ready. It slid naturally between his lips and reached deep-throat
straight away, filling Fred with the most satisfying mouthful. He grabbed
Mark's strong ass and wide upper thigh as he religiously moved his head
back and forth against his stomach, feeling his penis pulsate gently
against the bridge of his mouth.

Mark knew immediately that he had no regrets. He desired Fred's cock more
than anything now and swung his body round excitedly, whispering for Fred
to carry on sucking between gasps of enjoyment. He tenderly encapsulated
Fred's smooth, uncut penis in his mouth and longingly embraced the salty
feel on his tongue. It was long and beautiful and demanded the respect that
Mark was now willing to give. He licked up and down its sides and
progressed to Fred's tight, finely separated bollocks. Whirling them around
his mouth and slowly masturbating Fred, he groaned with happiness as he
felt himself getting closer to coming.


The feeling was mutual -- Fred was approaching an orgasm as he continued
what he'd started. There was no way he'd stop until he'd given Mark what
he'd always wanted to. The boys' bodies rocked against each other sensually
as the ever increasing, awakening feeling of pleasure surged through them.
They worked on each other harder and harder, they were connected now. All
that could be heard were low grunts, becoming more and more frequent.

They came simultaneously, vibrating through each other -- it was electric.
The sensitivity welled up between them and they burst into each other's
mouths. Gullets open, swallowing the hot juice being expelled; they were
both intent on fulfilling the duty they had pledged.

Mark and Fred lay in the same 69 position for a good few seconds more,
their breathing slowing as it caught up with them what they'd just done.
Fred then spun round to face Mark and they kissed strongly once again,
unable to stop, their legs entangling. It had been heaven, and neither of
them wanted it to end.