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Opening weekend seems to have gone off without a hitch at Nutbush Campground at Loveless Motel. Many campers took the time to explore the trails, and Snap Wadmacher of Shutter Bug Camera Shop tagged along and got some great shots of our nature lovers' activities. Paying customers can expect to have their photos arrive in plain brown mailers soon, (with a return address of "Fishing Camp") to the addresses provided to the check-in desk upon registration. This, of course, may present a challenge for a few men, who upon receiving the news that their picture packs may fall into the hands of mothers or wives, can rest assured that if they choose instead to cancel their orders that their pictures will be sold in our shops to paying customers in order to recoup the cost of goods and Snap's time, and be part of the annual Big Book of Deadbeats sold during the holiday season here in the shops at Loveless Motel and by mail order via advertisements found in smutty magazines in arcades and adult book shops across the land.

Ticklers Lounge at Loveless Motel, located off the lobby, has a pretty strict dress code: coat and tie, and if you aren't wearing a coat, they have a few in the back they will loan you for an evening. Invariably, after a sultry evening of showtunes and pop laden with testosterone and queerness, like "My Boy Bill", "Mad About the Boy", "Secret Love", "We Kiss in a Shadow", and even "YMCA", sung in 12 part harmony around a piano that smells like scotch spilled on tweed and pinstriped wool, with a smoke chaser, it becomes more than a man can take and after last call and so the doors are locked for the few who want to remain behind. Though the suits stay on, the zippers come down. Some of these guys have been brought here by their employers as part of an extended interview process. "Are you able to speak in front of an audience? Are you outgoing - a bit of an extrovert? Do you enjoy showing gratitude in public?" These are questions a candidate for employment might well be asked, and should be prepared to demonstrate. Suits rule the economy, the social structure and stratosphere, and sexual hierarchy. Yes, cowboys and leathermen, you can only come in if you're on your knees and you put on that jacket.

Responding to an ad in our circular, these four gents, occasional repeat guests from Schenectady, New York, have sent an application and been approved to be in the big Nutbush Camp Ground Opening Day Parade and Celebration at Loveless Motel. The parade will queue up in the Motorpool parking lot, winding its way through the property, leading interested guests past the 8 Ball Bar and Bunkhouse, up the road past The Stables, through the camp ground gate to the communal campfire area where participants will provide demonstrations and entertainment. These fellows claim they are acrobats, aggressive and skilled at a number of feats which will leave the crowd stunned, during which they intend to invite cooperative and openminded volunteers from the audience who will be eager to lie there and t̶a̶k̶e̶ i̶t̶ (respond) to a few c̶o̶m̶m̶a̶n̶d̶s̶ (suggestions). The quartet of junior factory managers has been practicing the concept on a collection of local h̶u̶s̶t̶l̶e̶r̶s̶ (GE union workers) who needed ̶s̶o̶m̶e̶ ̶c̶a̶s̶h̶. (a financial cushion to tide them over during the recent labor strikes), A few surprises are promised.

Recent victims of the jockstrap thief who's been menacing Loveless Motel meet together at "Juices," the health nut juice bar at The Tubs in the basement of the Bunkhouse. Gabby B. Lyon, the juice jerk there gets their attention as he tells them about the fragment of a mumbled conversation he overheard between a couple of men the other night. Just out of sight, he couldn't tell who they were, but clearly heard "It's YOU!" "Ordinarily I hear nothing but it was such a quiet night and very few guys. I know that new hotel dick was here because he sat here and had a carrot juice and said he wanted to pump me for some information. I told him I couldn't imagine what information he thought might be worth pumping me for, but that my shift ends at 6AM. He told me he'd be gone by then but would pin me down another time, finished his juice and headed for the showers. I'm pretty sure it was his voice. About half an hour after that, another guy came in, sat on the same stool - I recognized him as the Doc, wearing a jockstrap that was a little too big on him - go figure! He gave a lecture last year in the Grab Basket Conference Room - something like "You and your Dick". It was pretty thorough...he demonstrated and asked us all to join in. While he was drinking his carrot juice I reminded him about that lecture. He gave me a nice tip, right in this jar here that says "TIPS" " Gabby then makes a grand gesture, lifting the jar in front of his customers, his head cocked and eyebrows raised, saying but not saying "Fill 'er up, motherfuckers". One of the smart-aleck gobblers says "I forgot my wallet" and they all wander off tittering "Oh, Mary" this and "Oh, Mary" that... "You can't get a word in edgewise with that little queen. I don't think he took a fucking breath the whole fucking time! Next time, I swear I'm gonna pull a quarter outta my ass for that jar"

Traditionally the first snow after Groundhog Day at Loveless Motel, the Polar Bear Club meets for its annual celebration of freezing your ass off in Lake Loveless, because the pursuit of non-stop indiscriminate and anonymous sex just isn't enough for some vacationers at our discreet little paradise. Central to the yearly observance is "Pops" Vielengelt, its original organizer and an Oshkosh, Wisconsin delicatessen owner who remembers the days when Edgar Loveless and Sinjin Birdwhistle entertained at Loveless Lodge. Never without the company of a youthful companion, this year he's treating us to the visage of his twin "nephews" who'll escort him into the frigid lake waters. He says their names are Dan and Don, and whenever he forgets their names, he only needs to sing the bell sounds of Frère Jacques in French ("din, dan, don") to keep himself out of trouble, which also serves as a reminder to him that they are uncut, whenever that happens to come up in conversation. It's also traditional for Dr. John Long's phone to start ringing off the hook for the next several days as the foolishness of what our "Polar Bears" have done sinks into the heads of some of our more delicate little Pogies, Uranians, Margo Polos and Beach Bitches, necessitating a virtual gangbang of rectal thermometer use and pill-popping in the Doc's office. As if an all out free-for-all Bacchanalian romp after the antediluvian dip would make it all better..

One of our staff members in a recent employee confab recently related how he drinks carrot juice because it sweetens his spunk. Several in the meeting said they could personally attest to this phenomenon, and the result is that The Tubs has added a new health bar called "Juices" - and carrots are definitely menu favorites. Located in the two-level basement of the Bunkhouse, The Tubs features a waterfall, maze, private and public fun rooms, and a mix of men from Townies to military men, truckers, and even staff members taking a break from their normal daily grind. grinding their juices as often as they can. Juices is on the lower level.

The winter class of interns has arrived at Loveless Motel and is now training for 2 weeks in the Grab Basket Conference Room, located off the lobby. Our instructor's a hands on guy who will take a personal interest in the progress of each of these men who are eager to learn the ins and outs of the hospitality industry.

Guests making their way over to the Motor Pool at Loveless Motel will find that the garage closes down at 7PM and is dedicated to an alcohol-free play zone, under the supervision of the Head Mechanic and chief hose handler, "Sparky" McMasterson. Admission is free, and Sparky says no one leaves without being glad he came.

Happy Halloween from Loveless Motel!

In lieu of cattle, cowboys at Loveless often practice their roping skills on random passersby over near The Stables, and as any real cowboy knows, there are three things you should never leave home without. Your rope and your guitar.

These gents didn't book until the last minute, and have been forced to make due with a room that didn't have a king size bed. It's virtually guaranteed that at least one will end up with a severe case of rugburn.

All of our interns must attend a class on their first day at Loveless Motel called Lose Your Inhibitions. Many of the rural guys have never been to a disco, and our city guests insist on our staff being up to date on the latest trends. Loveless Motel is no place for wallflowers. In this case, a Chubby Checker record is selected and a volunteer is asked to shed his outfit in front of the class and demonstrate the Twist in the buff. One by one, the others seem to always join in.

Our most creative guests will always choose a room with a king size bed, where you can become a daisy in a chain just about any day or night at Loveless Motel.

Some days it seems like nothing gets done at the Motor Pool at Loveless Motel. Those crazy guys! You just never know what you'll walk into at the garage.

Perfect for two couples on friendly terms, or 4 close singles, our double double rooms at Loveless Motel offer plenty of room for your most inventive weekend activities.

Every new class of interns at Loveless Motel has its stars and its class clowns. From time to time our mentors/training facilitators have to make a public example of a young man who needs to get with the program. More often than not, the result is a mutual respect and understanding which leads to a deeper relationship while intern and mentor plumb the depths of possibilities in private one on one sessions."Uncle Joe" is one such mentor who came to us as a young intern in the 1950s and has made a career of putting his finger on and developing an intern's best assets.

a56faa61b9eec62d.mp4 At Aluminum City, we've converted one of the larger trailers into a studio which can be rented by the hour for a minimum of 4 hours for a special video/trailer package. Camera equipment, including 8mm, and video cassettes can be purchased or rented at Shutter Bug Camera Shop at Loveless Motel, located off the lobby, to capture your private party, and special rates include a trailer setup to your themed specifications. These brothers asked us to supply gym equipment , a fluffer and a cameraman for a memory video of their special meeting. And may we say, the illustrated exactly what is meant by "Black is Beautiful".

Here we have an exterior shot of The Hoosegow - Loveless Motel's very own detention center, located in the Bunkhouse. Why is there a jail at a resort? As Sheriff Buck N. McBuff says, "Fuck around and find out" He says "Drunk guys do stupid shit and we have to mainly protect them from themselves, as well as others. If they land in detention, we feed 'em for free, and, well, they're usually not in there alone, if you get my drift. In fact", he goes on to day, "I swan some of them boys will get into fisticuffs just to get thrown in, for fun"

Choose yer Partner at the Malamute Saloon in the Bunkhouse at Loveless Motel. Or get in a line...

Can you imagine that on a busy summer weekend at Loveless Motel, over at the Bunkhouse there would be 6 guys, strangers to each other; but while talking and dropping the soap in the shower, they discovered they all shared the name Marty? To celebrate they all headed over to Suit Up, located off the lobby, where Mr. Billy Swallows and Mr. Dante' DeWitt were able to highlight their best assets (and frontsets)

When bills go unpaid by guests at Loveless Motel, we are not shy about providing work as a means of reparation. The boiler room is a good way to pay up and work off some steam.

Please be advised, Loveless Motel's highest priority is the safety of its guests. As a reminder, DO NOT congregate around the entrance to the Laundry Room located behind the pool utility building. Patrons have once again complained that crowds have made use of the laundry room all but impossible, and a likely fire hazard.

Whether solo or in a group, hiking is one of the most popular outdoor activities here at Loveless Motel. Our grounds are vast, with virtually every type of topography represented, whether you like to do it in the woods, in the desert, at the beach or on a mountain, you'll be satisfied.

Coming in cooler weather? If you forgot to pack an item, stop by Packaged Goods, our shop for men's undergarments, stocking long johns, union suits, jock straps, boxers, briefs and more, located off the lobby at Loveless Motel.

"Stop for minute!" Carol ordered, "I want to snap a few close-ups of Rexy pooh's moist ass bud after your superlative rim job!" Eric ceased tonguing Rex's toned ass and moved his head sideways so that Rex's furred man crack was wide-open to the lens. Rex raised one long leg up from his resting pose against Eric's bony shoulder so that his rosebud bloomed for us in moist, supple hues of reddish pink with his manly rusty red ringlets encircling it like a crown. "Fucking hot....No, I mean SUPER HOT man! Your daddy ass is the best!" Eric enthused as the broad-hipped cowgirl Carol, zoomed in for the shots. "Glad I meet your expectations...my thrill will be if I surpass them completely!" Rex chimed in as he held his muscular leg aloft. Snap...snap....snap! Carol stepped back and shouted, "Get busy, Eric....toy time!" Carol directed further, "Rexy honey, lie back against the pillows and prop your ass up with this cushion so Eric can work your hole!" Carol tossed a spare chair cushion from the chair opposite mine in the other corner and Rex grabbed it, pushing it under his meaty ass. He lay back like a god and waited with a mischievous wide grin on his handsome face...he knew he would love having toys shoved up his ass by this long-haired "goth" with the evil look...he couldn't wait! Eric's scrawny naked butt wiggled about as he switched on the bedside lamp and plugged in the ancient sex toy from Germany, the long cloth power chord snaked up the side of the bed in a rather serpent like way. The black ribbed dildo had a switch at the base which Eric played with...Brrmmmmm....the sound of old didlo roaring to life made us all jump. Eric made a V-shape with two fingers of his left hand as he held Rex's spit glistening man-cunt open as he pushed the throbbing buzzing antique with his right hand into a waiting Rex. "Ohhhh....ahhhhh....OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! It hurts a bit right there, OUCH....I got a bit of a shock.....YOOOOOOOWWWWW......OUCH!!!" A surprised looking Rex called out as his legs began to quiver in erotic excitement made even hotter by just that little jolt of pain. "Relax...let me use this...open wide....don't squeeze your ass muscles...just ride it....YEAHHHHH!! That's it.....YESS!! Eric whooped as he pushed the toy deeper into Rex's hungry ass and keen Rex responded to his instructions as every willing submissive should. "Put your warm, moist feet up like before and rest them on my shoulders; I need to get this dildo as deep as possible....YESSSS....GREAT!" Eric praised as Rex lifted his sweaty bare feet up and placed them on Eric's shoulders once again. Rex was quivering so violently now in a sexual frenzy that his shaking feet made Eric begin to shake in near perfect harmony. "Oooooo.....that toy.....it's heating up inside me....FUCK.....AHHHH.....OOOOOUCH.....MMMMMMM....it hurts and burns a little.....but nice!! Rex rocked backward against the pillows as he shouted. His mix of pain and pleasure very evident in his every utterance. Brrrrrmmmmmm.......Brrrmmmmmmmmmm. The wicked little toy buzzed on. Eric began to push it in and out quickly and Rex`s breathing grew shallow and rapid with every thrust. Soon Rex's hand was back stroking his throbbing uncut tool which stood like a rod of unsheathed meat between his raised legs. The glistening pre-cum oozed forth from his bright red exposed cockhead and shone like a little temple dome in the afternoon light. Eric was working the toy so quickly in and out of Rex's gaping ass that he pulled the power chord too tightly and the bedside table lamp flickered as the antique sex toy nearly shorted out. "AAAAAAAAhhhhhh.....OOOOOOOOOO.....the heat feels sooooo good.....push more....there....more....YESSSSSS!!!!! Rex moaned deeply as Eric slammed the toy as far as he could into Rex's manhole. Eric looked like a demon and shouted back above the crackling electric buzzing sounds, "Did I find your secret spot?? Am I there yet....REX?" "Fuck, YES!!!!! More.....push.....YESSS!!!!" Rex's green eyes blazed with horny delight as Eric located Rex's special inner spot...a spot we all knew deserved more attention and exploration in the future! "Enough...I want in!" Carol demanded. Tossing the camera aside she spun toward me sitting mesmerized in the corner. "Hey, man-bag...slip off my boots....NOW...or out!" She threatened as she pushed her cowboy booted foot into my lap. I just grabbed the warm, worn leather boot and pulled it off with a thud. Her black fishnet-style hose clad foot smelled strong as it lay in my lap like a chubby mass of hot flesh. She changed position and I pulled off her other boot. She spun round and undid her belt which held her skin tight black trousers round her rather large waist and backside. Her fat, round ass slid into view as her trousers hit the floor. She wore only the fishnet pantyhose and no undies. Her ass was full and flabby; tightly packed into the attractive net weave as she pushed over to join Eric on the bed. Eric slowly withdrew the now quiet toy from Rex's gaping hole and Rex sighed deeply as the stimulation ceased. Eric moved aside and turned to help his rotund wife slip off her leopard print top. Her massive breasts were held in place by a flimsy black bra with no shoulder straps, her large mound-like tits barely contained within the skimpy material. Carol grabbed Rex's right ankle and widened his leg spread just far enough to include her chubby form next to her skinny naked husband as they sat together facing Rex's open ass crack and rock hard uncut meat. Rex smiled playfully up at the couple and stroked his foreskin vigorously up and down before their lust filled eyes. His reddish grey hair a wild mass of sweat filled tangles and his toned body moist with perspiration. Rex's attractive feet soon found two eager mouths that lapped away at his tasty man-sweat from all round his pink flexing toes. Carol seemed just as keen on foot worship as her kinky spouse, Eric and Carol giggled with delight as their talented tongues tickled and tormented his large tasty, ultra sensitive bare feet. Eric was fumbling with yet another ancient relic of a sex toy on the edge of the large bed. The next one he selected looked like a long, round plastic wand with a roundish top about the size of walnut containing many raised bumps. Eric let Rex's foot drop as he moved over and plugged in the "walnut wand". "Wait!!! Let me moisten him a bit now!" Carol croaked as Eric turned the motor on. MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM...the new sound buzzed into the room. A higher pitch filled the air for a faster vibrating dildo toy that Eric now waved around as he waited for the signal to proceed. Carol pushed Rex's pink sleek foot up into the air and Rex grasped it firmly to keep it aloft. Carol knelt down and met Rex's furry, warm ass crack with her large face and lipstick smeared mouth. Her long curly washed-out blonde hair filled the space between Rex's legs and Eric grabbed the opposite ankle and held it high so that Carol had full, unhindered ass access below! "Mmmmm.....tasty.....ass......MMMMMMMMM!" Carol managed between loud licking sounds. "Oh, Carol, this is a first for me.....more please.....ahhhhhh......oooohhhhhhh!!" Rex chimed in right after as if scripted by some porn writer. Eric moved down and engulfed Rex's long, sleek man-stick deep into his mouth. Rex released his throbbing cock and placed his hands back behind his head as his hips began to gyrate round and round to all the various oral sensations being rendered upon his most private parts. Eric bobbed up and down devouring Rex's entire uncut masterpiece with each downward swoop! The whole scene was making me faint...faint from passion! I moved up on my knees, crawling to the edge of the now bouncing bed. The sound of sucking, licking....moaning....and Rex's rasping breaths was becoming all too intoxicating for me! Rex's perfect toes flexed wildly in the air as the oral worship carried on and I just watched like the voyeur I am, riveted to my place at the foot of the bed. The mix of Rex's musky scent, Eric's tobacco breath and unwashed body and Carol's well-worn pantyhose was an aromatic menagerie of unbelievable strength which my nose took in with each inhalation. From my kneeling place, I could see through the fishnet as Carol bent forward. Her shaved pussy lips were just visible in the meshwork. Her large pink outer lips, pursed tightly together were just beginning to show a hint of moist juices beginning to make their way out; wetting her own sex organ deliciously. I wanted to move up and get closer! I could not believe it! I hated this woman...but she turned me on completely! I was bisexual after all...what the hell! Much more to CUM! Comments and feedback welcome alwaysXX DJXX