Top LGBT Camping Spots in the U.S.

The LGBTQ community has long relished heading to woodsy campgrounds to explore the great outdoors and de-stress among kindred souls. In the early 1980s, camping was in its infancy. Now around 150 properties thrive in the US, some requiring memberships, often a nominal fee. Gay Camping USA offers a „Friends with Privileges“ discount membership program for affiliated camps. In northern climes, campgrounds are seasonal, but it’s year-round fun and adventure travel in the south and west. Most offer a spread of accommodations from basic tenting to RV hookups to rustic cabins and even lodges, but each is a unique experience. Why not sample a few or pick your favorite for a same-time-next-year holiday?

Welcome to Hillside Campgrounds

a camping destination that has been serving the gay male community for 35 years! Open from May through the end of September each year, we offer a unique, private setting on more than 235 secluded acres in the Endless Mountain region of Northeastern Pennsylvania.

Whether your camping style uses a tent, a popup camper or a rental cabin, our experienced staff can help you decide between a site in the middle of all the action or a secluded site deep in the woods.

As a clothing optional, attitude-free environment, your experience at Hillside Campgrounds can be as busy or as relaxed as you want. Make new friends at the pool, hike the nature trails, explore our wooded playground, join the crowd at the nightly bonfire, or dance the night away in our disco. Younger or older, bigger or smaller, bears or leather, whatever your style of men, you can find a themed weekend to pique your attention.


Gay teen describes experience in so-called gay conversion camp

I had a very good life for a very long time, mostly. I had a good marriage. I had children and they were happy. They are now adults. But as I wrote in a book I was working on, I was miserable and lonely. I’d never told anyone about my marriage, or my daughter, for that matter. And my husband was gone for most of the time, leaving me alone and not happy.

But when he died in an auto accident a few years later, my daughter’s life changed drastically. We were finally able to be a family again. My husband and I would be divorced, but we’d be a family. We’d see each other a lot, especially when I’d have my kids and they’d have the opportunity to go with me to various places. This was the last best bit of my life.

Then my niece got pregnant and gave birth to a girl. When my niece was still a little girl, we went to a park together and my niece and I talked about a couple of times. Then one day, we were waiting for the bus, and my niece said to me, “I want to be adopted by you and your husband.”.

I’ll tell you the story, and then you’ll see why I was so horrified.

We got on the bus and my niece sat in the seat across from me. She was small and pretty, and a little sweet. She looked like a little old lady. We had chatted a little bit on the way to the park. She asked me about my job and what I did for fun, and we talked about the bus route. Then she said she was tired and wanted to go to bed. I said goodnight and sat down and started to read my book.

A few minutes later, she came back, and she sat next to me.


17 Photos of Gays Gone Wild… Camping Edition!?

Proving the questions “Gays go camping?!”, “Gays like wildlife?” and “I didn’t think gays like camping!”

Spotted: Gays BBQing their camp foodOkay, some of these photos were literally set up to look cool for our Instagram, but some of them were actually taken in the moment. #candid

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Sugar Creek Campground is a new gay campground and men-only resort in the heart of Middle Tennessee. Come by yourself for a relaxing, recharging weekend, or with that special someone for some alone time. Organize a birthday weekend for friends or gather the gang and join us for an extended holiday weekend!


The first chapter to this big messy group sex in the woods story.

“I’m so sorry; it’s just that my mom isn’t feeling well, and she needs me at home this weekend. You’ll have so much fun, though! You should go; take pictures and tell me all about it when you get home.”

Fuck. Sarah was the second girl to call and cancel, which meant that if I was going camping it was going to be three boys and me. They were all friends, so it wasn’t the biggest deal in the world, but I had been looking forward to hanging out with the girls as well.

We were all on our way to college in the fall, and this was going to be our first big summer weekend away. We had more plans than we knew what to do with, but getting drunk, swimming in the lake, and hanging out by the campfire was first on our list. Well, clearly not everyone’s list.

“Sarah and Jess r out. Reschedule?” I texted them all at once. This was totally lame.

“We’re still in if u r,” Jason wrote back. The two others said the same thing, and suddenly I had a choice: camping with three boys or spending the weekend picking up the back yard and pretending I was looking for a summer job. Huh. I guess it wasn’t as hard as I expected.

It was Friday afternoon, and there was no way I was going to tell my parents that half the people just canceled. They were already nervous about me being up on the lake all weekend, but if they knew I was the only girl, they would shit. Literally.

But here’s the thing. When it came to most guys, I’m just one of them, especially my old friends. And it was starting to drive me crazy. I have a sex drive I would tell them, and they’d laugh at me like it was a funny joke. But I was probably just as horny as they all were if not more so, and I could be a total slut when I tried. At least with boys who hadn’t known me since I was in eighth grade.

So, maybe nothing would come of it, and maybe it would be an innocent trip. But I also didn’t plan on bringing a bathing suit, and I definitely planned on swimming. In fact, the more I thought about it as I waited for the car, I was pretty damn determined to get them to look at me as something more than one of the guys. A girl would be a good place to start, but a hot piece of ass would be even better.

It was nearly dark by the time we parked the car by the water, but the spot was so familiar that it didn’t much matter. Mark and Jason got to work on the tents while Toby helped me find logs for the fire. The campsite was right on the water, and there was a small dock that had been there forever. It was my favorite spot to swim, and between that and the clean air, I was finally excited. The weekend was going to be perfect.

We jumped up from the fire pit and ran over to where they were standing. Jason was shaking his head laughing.

“What’s going on over here? Do I need to call your parents?”

“Shut up Toby. We forgot the poles to one of the tents. Do you want to go back and get them?”

“One. It’s a four person tent, but still. Those guys fucking snore and…”

“And if you have to sleep in the same tent as a girl, you might get cooties?”

“More like he’s worried you’ll see his morning wood or catch him jerking it…”

“Shut up Jason. I’m just saying, I don’t want Steph to be uncomfortable. The deal was she was going to have her own tent since the other two couldn’t come. Now she’s stuck with us.”

The four of us stood staring at the one tent they had already set up, and I peeked my head in for a look. It was a decent size, but once we had all our sleeping bags and pillows stuffed into it, it was going to be cozy.

“I don’t mind, guys. Seriously. I mean, I feel worse for all of you, now that you have to sleep outside with the bugs. I can fit in here by myself.”

“That’s it, she gets the middle,” one of them shouted.

Since there was nothing to do, we opened the beer, started the fire, and sat down to watch the sunset over the lake. I had known these guys forever, so what the fuck? We were going to have fun, and nothing was going to stop us. We drank, ate the sandwiches I brought, and laughed our asses off for most of the night.

Toby refused to drink anything but whiskey from the bottle, while Mark and Jason did some severe damage to a case of Genny Cream Ales. The three boys knew each other so well that they finished each other’s sentences, and I felt more like I was in the Goonies than a cheesy summer camp movie.

“Do you guys things we should hang the food in a tree?” Mark asked in the middle of the evening.

“Why would we do that?” Toby said, with the bottle still in his hand.

“Um, bears? Hello, do you want bears trying to get into our tent while we’re up here? I brought some rope and a pulley, so if we want to tie it up, I think I can figure out how to do it so he can’t get to it.”

“He? Does he have a name yet too, Mark? Jesus, don’t be such a nerd. We have a car. Why don’t we just put it in the fucking trunk? I doubt a bear is going to pop the lock and climb in.”

“Whatever, I was just trying to be smart about it. But it’s your car, man.”

Our arguments and conversation got less comprehensible as the night went on and the booze disappeared; it was around one am that we finally crawled into the tent to crash. True to their word, they stuck me in the middle, but by that point, I didn’t care. My sleeping bag was warm, my pillow was soft, and I passed out in about three minutes.

Something outside woke me in the middle of the night and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get back to sleep. I was feeling hot rather than comfy, and the air in the tent was starting to smell like a boy’s locker room. I crawled over to the front of the tent, unzipped it, and closed it behind me. I was just wearing a t-shirt and panties, but it was still warm out.

I wandered over to what was left of the fire and curled up with a blanket as I stared at the embers. I was lost in thought until I heard someone speak.

“She’s probably pissing in the woods,” Toby mumbled.

“You are so classy. I’m sure she just got tired of our snoring or something. Just go back to sleep.” Mark was always the sweetest of the three.

“Hey, Tob,” Jason whispered again. “Would you bang her? She’s kinda looking good these days.”

“Chief, I would do things to that girl that you can’t even imagine. I would make love to her in ways you don’t know exist, and when we were done, I’d fly her to Machu Picchu and fuck her again on the ancient ruins as we prayed to old Gods.”

“Yes, Jason. I’m gay because I want to have sex with a girl. And, I assume that since you asked the question, you would too? Maybe you’d take her to your parent’s cabin and buy her jewelry and champagne until her legs just opened?”

“You two are fucking disgusting. She’s our friend. She’s not, you know, like a slab of meat or something. She’s a woman, okay?”

“Mark, I’m sorry if we upset your delicate sensibilities. Why don’t you make her a hammock with your little rope and hoist her up in the trees to keep her away from bears.”

I got up at the point because I was either going to say something snarky or I was going to laugh. My friends were awesome. They were each crazier than the next, but aren’t we all? Plus, it was nice to know they all wanted a piece of me. Most of the time I felt more like a guy around them than anything else.

I headed down towards the dock without looking back. I had jumped off the thing so many times it was like an old friend. I used to come here with my family, and I played in the water all day. Then I started coming up with friends, and we swam all night. The lake was a second home, and it felt good to be back.

I stared out over the water for a while before pulling my shirt off over my head. I stepped out of my underwear and took a deep breath. If I stuck my foot in first, I would never do it.

I was silent as I dove into the lake without so much as a splash. It was warmer than I expected, and it felt perfect on my naked body. The moon was shining through the clouds as I swam out, and I could just barely see the fire burning on the shore. I floated on my back, stared up at the stars, and I nearly lost myself until I heard a loud splash by the dock.

I saw a head bobbing in the water, but I was too far out to tell who it was. I started swimming back, but I took my time.

He met me halfway out, and I splashed him as he struggled to tread water.

“How did you know I was out here?” I asked when we both calmed down.

“The t-shirt and the panties were a good hint,” he replied. “Wait, you are naked, right? ’Cause I’d feel pretty silly if I was the only one skinny dipping.”

“There’s no other way to swim,” I said before diving down below the water into the warm darkness.

We swam back to the dock, but we were quiet. Toby was in pretty decent shape, but I was surprised that he knew how to swim at all. I’d never seen him without a hat on, let alone naked in the water. He was a fucking hipster, and skinny dipping didn’t seem to fit with his persona.

“Are you naked too?” I asked him as we held onto the edge of the dock.

“Of course. As you said, it’s the only way to swim.”

I put my elbows behind me on the wood and lifted myself out of the water without thinking. I squealed just a bit when I felt the chilly air on my breasts, and I laughed as I dropped back down.

“Well, you definitely are,” he said quietly as he moved closer to me.

“And you?” I asked as grabbed him and pulled him in. I could feel his skin beneath the water, but as soon as his body bumped into mine, I could tell that he was both naked and happy.

“Oh,” I said quietly. “You are naked. And happy to see me.”

He blushed in the darkness, and he pushed back out into the water. Poor thing was probably embarrassed.

“Toby, come here,” I whispered at him. He looked back with a raised eyebrow, but he swam up next to me and rested his arm against the wood, careful not to bump into me again.

“So,” I said, leaning closer to him. “Would you really fuck me in the ruins of Machu Picchu?”

This time he didn’t pull away when I reached out. In fact, he moved in front of me, pushing me back against the dock and brushing my hair out of my eyes.

“Machu Picchu, a hot air balloon, an overnight train, a Parisian brothel, I’d fuck you anywhere, Steph.”

He was suddenly between my legs, and if I thought he was hard before, I didn’t know the meaning of the word. I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist.

“How about in the lake, under a full moon, on a summer camping trip?”

He kissed me before I could finish, and I felt him rubbing against me. There was no time for foreplay and no time to make decisions. I kissed him back and opened my legs wider as I tried to move my hips the right way. If he wanted to finally treat me like a girl, I wasn’t going to stop him. He kissed my neck as he thrust up, and somehow he was inside me as I moaned into the night sky.

He moved slowly, and I wrapped my legs tightly around him. One hand found my breasts, and he was surprisingly gentle. For all his talk of fucking me the world over, he moved with a tenderness I hadn’t expected. He kissed me and held me as he moved his hips, and I’m almost embarrassed to say that I was close to coming within minutes.

“Toby, would you fuck me on a sailboat?” I whispered.

“I’d fuck you anywhere,” he grunted, and I was closer to coming with each answer. I wanted to make him come so hard he drowned, so I asked him one more question that was sure to push him over the edge.

“How about in the ass, Toby? Would you fuck me in the ass?”

All I heard was yes over and over again as his body shook and his cock starting to pulse. I crossed my ankles behind his back and pulled him deep inside me, clenching my muscles around him.

I threw my head back and as he kept spurting, and I kept on coming. I thought it might never end, and I wasn’t sure I wanted it to. He never got soft, and for a while, I thought he might fuck me again. It was only when I untangled my legs that he slid out of me and held onto the dock with both hands. I turned around next to him and rested my elbows on the wet surface as I tried to catch my breath.

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NAKEDMAN Camp Sydney 6th – 10th February 2020

Tickets are now available to the NAKEDMAN Community for our fifth annual NAKEDMAN Camp Sydney and OMG are we getting excited! To start with we have some BIG news…… is with some sadness and great anticipation that we have moved out of the beautiful Grove as we just became too big. Proff and Jackie have sent us all their love and blessings for our future camps.

The new venue is much bigger and is fully equiped with a commercial and big camp kitchen, 20 x cabins, 16 x toilets and 16 x showers, we are also on mains electric!!! So this means no more early morning queues for the showers and no loud generators at night. We can accommodate many more people in comfort and luxury. We have some incredible new workshops and events to showcase and with less noise restrictions, we can enjoy the evening entertainment for longer. All this and it is still set in the tranquil backdrop of amazing, private bushland with a stunning river running through it. So if all you want to do is sit back and chill out, that’s perfect.

Please note that this year tickets are only available to the NAKEDMAN Community. You will be sent an email with a link to buy tickets, so be sure that you are signed up to be part of the NAKEDMAN Community and that your details are correct.

The camp is a relaxed and friendly long weekend open to all men; trans, cis, queer, gay, bi and same sex attracted. It will be action packed full of all sorts of events and activities, ranging from fun and silly to erotic and life changing. By discarding our clothes, we become equal, free of judgement and will enjoy a new sense of freedom. Come along with friends, or alone; everyone will be made to feel welcome.

Entry to the camp equates to less than $100 per day. Over four days we provide non-stop exciting activities, workshops, events and parties run by professional practitioners, all day long, all provided free as part of the general admission price. Take part in as many or as few activities as you like.

The camp runs from 12.00 Thursday to 09.00 Monday. Events and workshops will start on Thursday afternoon. The longer you can stay the better, but you can arrive and leave when you want (between 08.00 and 22.00) within those dates. Your ticket and all accomodation bookings are a fixed price for the full 4 nights.

You can bring your own tent, bedding, food and drink. There are also other options for accomodation and meal purchase – see below.

Add your name to our Facebook event page to keep up to date with camp details, to chat with other attendees and offer or request car pooling.

Missouri Gay Campgrounds

Cactus Canyon Campground & RV Resort Ava, Missouri Phone: (417) 683-9199

DawgWoodzCamp County Rd 822 # 1333 Grassy, Missouri 63751 Phone: (573)238-0144

SIRrenity Farms 3400 Lollar Branch Road Sullivan, Missouri 63080 Phone: Michael 314-320-7771 Dennis 314-606-3770 Email SIRenity Farms

Have any new information on Missouri gay camping? Know of any other gay campgrounds in Missouri not listed on this site? Let us know – leave a comment below.

Welcome to Gay Camping USA!

Camping Hint: Surge protectors are a good investment when you’re not certain how reliable the power supply is. If you’re RV doesn’t have a built in surge protector, you’re at your own risk when plugging your RV directly into a campground’s electrical post. An inexpensive surge protector could save you thousands in repair and replacement costs.

We invite you to come join our annual camping event specifically for gay, bisexual, transgender and curious men. Camp Hard Wood is an organization which hosts camping events for non-profit organizations. Our events are hosted at a private campground in Minnesota. You must be at least 21 years of age in order to attend any of our events. There are many contributing business sponsors which assist in many aspects of the events. This year we are raising funds for the Aliveness Project.


We love & respect all of our transgender friends & family. We SEE you and cherish the humor, strength, and truth you bring to the world. ??❤️????? …

One of the things that ‚Camp‘ Camp takes great pride in is creating a week where you become part of a fun, welcoming LGBTQ community that connects queer folx of all ages, socioeconomic status, races, orientations, and gender identities. And we do our very best to ensure all are welcomed, supported, and encouraged to be just who they are. Nothing more, nothing less. ??❤️????? …

Hope you guys to open this year, we need a breath from the world and be our self….?️‍?

One of the reasons so many of our Campers (over 75% of them) tell us that they make at least one return visit to ‚Camp‘ Camp is that Camp creates a safe space for LGBTQ adults 21 to 75+ to be themselves for a week, working towards personal authenticity. It’s amazing what a fun & fabulous week with a great LGBTQ community from all over the country can do for your spirits! ??? …

This is what a true parent looks, sounds & acts like… ??❤️????? …

That’s what you call a sympathetic dad who loves his kids for who they identify as even trans.

WE’re not crying, YOU’re crying…! ??❤️????? …

Scroll below to skip to juicy photos of gays gone wild ?

Every time I’ve told someone I was planning a camping trip with my gays, I would either get questionable faces, laughter and/or statements like “Gays go camping?!”, “Gays like wildlife?” and “I didn’t think gays like camping!”

YAS GURL. Many gay guys like camping just as much as a heterosexual guy. Gay guys enjoy pitching tents and eating weiners by the fire just as much as straight guys… See what I did there ?

I was surprised how many people were shocked by the fact that gays go camping. I grew up with my summers filled with camping every other weekend. Maybe I’m more of an “outdoorsy gay” compared to the “stereotypical gay man” everyone has in their head?

I grew up with my summers filled with camping every other weekend. Maybe I’m more of an “outdoorsy gay” compared to the “stereotypical gay man” everyone has in their head?

I’m also very happy I got to partner MEC and Wayhome this summer to prove to the world that gays do enjoy the outdoors and that there needs to be more LGBTQ+ representation when promoting outdoor activities, such as camping!


Ryan Thomas Woods is the voice behind Out With Ryan. He’s an LGBTQ+ Activist & Travel writer for this website and many other publications. He was recently voted 2018’s Travel Influencer of Year in Canada and dedicated the award to all LGBTQ+ travelers making the world a better & safer space for our community, as he strives to do on his website & social platforms.