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He falls in love with his friend Amy and experiences his first time on a lake side beach. Jon and Amy experiment with sex many times on the 1 1/2 week canoe trip. (MF-teens, 1st, voy, rom, preg) *** Part One Thursday, August 9th "Hello, the Miller residence." "Yes, this is Jon." "Oh, I'm sorry to hear that." "We have to cancel the trip? After planning this for a year?" "I'm sorry to hear about your wife's mother." I hung up the phone. "Shit!" Our Venturer Crew has been planning this wilderness canoe trip to Algonquin Provincial Park in Ontario for a year. I picked up the phone to call Justin Baer, my best friend and leader of our crew for the trip. "Hello." "Justin, this is Jon. Did you hear? Mrs. Ritter's mother died this morning. Our trip to Canada is cancelled. Mr. & Mrs. Ritter have to stay for the funeral and take care of her things. This sucks! We have to have a male and a female adult to go on the trip. There isn't any way we can find people to take their place on Thursday night when we are supposed to leave on Saturday morning." "Yeah, I just got the call too. Hang on a bit. Venturer Crew 312 isn't stopped this easily. My dad has an idea, so just cool it a little. I'll call you back after my dad makes a few calls." I hung up the phone and sat down on the sofa. Almost immediately, the phone rang. "Hello." "Jon, its Amy. Did you hear?" "Yes, Justin and I were just talking about it. Why don't you come over? Mom went shopping today and bought some Mint Chocolate Chip Ice Cream. We can drown our sorrows in some ice cream." "OK, I'll see you in a couple minutes. Bye." "See you soon," I replied. Two minutes later Amy knocked at the door. "Come on in." Amy Holt has lived two doors down the street since she and her family moved to Paradise, Pa. eight years ago. We played together when we were kids. We share classes together at school. We can talk about almost anything. She is my oldest friend. We headed straight to the kitchen. I grabbed two bowls, two spoons, a dipper and the ice cream as Amy sat down at the kitchen table the way we have done a thousand times before. I scooped up two big bowls of ice cream and handed one to Amy. "After reading about the Algonquin lakes and forests for a year, after studying the maps of canoe routes, lakes, portages and campsites, we can't go! It's just not fair," I whined. "I know. But what can we do about it?" she replied reasonably. "I know, but this sucks. I do feel bad for Mrs. Ritter. I can't imagine how I would feel if anything happened to my parents." We quietly ate our ice cream for a few minutes. I asked "How was your date with Fred last week?" "It was horrible! Fred is an asshole. I broke up with him that night. His hands were everywhere at the movies. I don't know why I ever liked him." "Well, I'll listen. You helped me so much two months ago when I broke up with that witch, Wendy. I can't believe the things she said about me after we broke up." "Jon, you were out of line when you tried to finger her after you slid your hand into her pants at the movies." "I know, but I thought she wanted to go further than making out. Boy was I wrong. She dumped her soda in my lap and walked out. I have never been so embarrassed. But she still shouldn't have said those..." The phone rang. "...things about me." I continued. I hopped up to answer the phone. "Hello, the Miller residence." "Heh, Jon. This is Justin. Great news. My dad convinced my older brother Joe and his fiancé Barb to take us on the Algonquin trip." "Your kidding! Does Joe know what he is getting into?" "Oh, yeah. Joe was one of the first members of Crew 312 ten years ago, back when it was called Explorers instead of Venturers." He was there when Mr. & Mrs. Ritter started the post. He went on the first Algonquin canoe trip. He'll be fine." "How can he get time off from his job?" I inquired. " Joe is a school teacher. So is Barb, or at least she will be when school starts this year. She just graduated from college this spring. She hasn't actually taught school yet. Joe and Barb don't have to report to school for another three weeks, so they have time to go along with us." "Cool. I'll tell Amy. She is jumping up and down beside me with a great big smile on her face." "Great. I'll call Will and Katie." "Should I call Mr. Ritter to make sure he is OK with this?" I asked. "No, my dad already did that. Get packed dude. We're going to the wilderness! See you tomorrow." Justin said before he hung up. "Man, I can't be believe it! We going again." I said as I gave Amy a bear hug. Her tits squished against my chest. 'When did she get those', I thought. My cock started to stir. Just what I needed. "Heh, I've got packing to do. I'll see you later, Jon. Thanks for the ice cream." she said as she breezed out the back door. I went upstairs to continue packing my gear. A couple hours later, after watching some TV, I headed to bed. Amy was still on my mind. She is 5'6" tall. She has shoulder length blonde hair. She was developing curves in all the right places. The feel of her tits against my chest wouldn't go away. 'What am I thinking! She's my friend, not my girlfriend. I don't want to screw that up.' My cock grew in size. It felt as hard as steel. I grabbed my bottle of hand lotion and spread some on my cock. I began to rub the head slowly. I picked up the pace and stroked my 6 and a half inch rod harder and faster. I tried to imagine what Amy's breasts looked like. The head of my cock turned a reddish purple. I exploded. Cum flew half way up my chest. Each spurt traveled a little less distance. The last couple of spurts merely dribbled out. I grabbed some Kleenex to clean up the mess. I rolled over and fell asleep. *** Friday, August 10th Mom yelled, "Jon, get up! It's after 10 o'clock." "Yeah, I'm getting up, Mom." I took a shower, ate breakfast, and watched TV for most of the morning. After lunch I checked over the list of things to pack. For the third time. This day was way too long. I walked down to the hardware store to get extra batteries for my Gameboy and my MP3 player. I would need something to do during the twelve hours of riding that it takes to get from Lancaster County, Pa. to Algonquin Provincial Park in Canada. I've heard all the jokes already. 'Paradise is between Bird-In-Hand and Intercourse.' Living in the Amish country is cool, but I get tired of the all the tourists coming through. I'm happy to live here, but two weeks in the wilderness will be great. I won't have to deal with traffic, tourists, nosey little sisters or constant questions from my parents. This trip is going to be great. After dinner, I watched a little more TV and then surfed the internet for awhile. I wasn't going to see anything like this for the two weeks. I went to my room around ten o'clock. I pulled my Penthouse out from under my mattress. I studied the centerfold for awhile. I read a few of the letters. I thought about what Justin told me a couple months ago. He was having sex with his girlfriend, Sherry Jones. Man, was he lucky to have found a great girl like her. My cock rose as usual. I slathered hand lotion on my dick. I stroked slowly. Amy's breasts kept coming to my head. 'Stop it! We're just friends!' Man those tits look luscious. 'No!' I stroked my cock faster. My gut started to tingle. Then I exploded. 'I've got to stop thinking about my best friend this way,' I thought as I cleaned up the cum. I fell into a fitful sleep. I think I woke up nearly every hour. I was way too excited about the trip to Canada. *** Saturday, August 11th The alarm finally rang at 5 am. I jumped up and got a quick shower. Dad was up already. He had to take me down to the church where we were to meet for the trip. I threw my duffle bag into the back of the car and jumped in front with dad. It only took five minutes to get to the church parking lot. Justin, Amy and Will were there already. Justin's older brother Joe pulled in right behind us. I guess the lady in the van with Joe was his fiancé. Sherry arrived a couple minutes later. It was 6 am. Where was Katie? Her dad was always late. He probably was late for his own wedding!. At ten after six, the Landis family finally pulled into the parking lot. Justin called everyone together by the twelve passenger van. Mr. Ritter rented the van so we could all fit in one vehicle for the trip up. Justin introduced Joe to Will, Amy and Katie. I had met Joe before. Then he introduced Joe's fiancé, Barb Williams. Barb was 22 years old. She had long brunette hair tied in a pony tail. She looked great. She was about 5'-8". I could see why Joe fell for her. If only I was a little older. Justin's voice brought me back to reality. "Barb, I'd like to introduce you to Jon Miller. Jon is the quartermaster for our crew. He is responsible for keeping track of all our food and equipment." I nodded in response. "This is Will Henry. He just joined Crew 312. This is his first high adventure trip." Will shook hands with Barb. She looked over the fourteen year old boy. Will is tall for a boy who would soon start ninth grade, but quite thin. "This is Amy Holt. Amy this is my brother Joe's fiancé, Barb Williams." Justin said. "Nice to meet to meet you." Amy replied. "This is Katie Landis." Justin said as he indicated the 5'5" blonde. Katie shook Barb's hand and said "Hi." Justin continued on, "Katie is turning fifteen while we are on the trip." Justin turned to the group. "Well, lets get loaded up gang and get out of here." Everyone grabbed their packs or duffle bags and threw them in the back of the van. We loaded up. Justin Will and I grabbed seats in the back. Amy, Sherry and Katie sat in the middle. Barb sat up front with Joe. The moms in the parking lot waved good-bye as we pulled out of the parking lot. The early departure time and lack of sleep soon caught up with all of us. I probably slept about an hour. I woke up as we were crossing the Susquehanna River north of Harrisburg. I grabbed a book and my MP3 player. Time moved slowly. I glanced out the window occasionally. We continued following along the Susquehanna for hours. We passed the "Home of the Little League World Series" sign as we passed through Williamsport. After that all you saw were trees. Lots of trees. I dozed off again. I woke up in New York state. We passed one small town after another with farms in between the towns. We stopped at a McDonalds for lunch. Joe and Barb traded places and Barb took a turn at driving. We finally arrived at the state park where we camped for the night. After dinner at a restaurant in Niagara Falls, we returned to camp. The guys hung out at the picnic table in our campsite playing cards until dark. I shared a tent with Justin that night. "Dude, it's too hot." Justin said as he stripped off his t-shirt and shorts. "No way I can sleep in a sleeping bag tonight." He laid out bare naked. "Uh... yeah." I replied to Justin. I stripped off my t- shirt. I laid down in my boxers. I looked over at Justin. He is 6'-1" tall. He made starting tailback as a sophomore. He is the star on our high school football team. I wished my muscles stood out the way his do. With his blond hair and blue eyes, he could have any girl in the school. He chose Sherry Jones, the prettiest cheerleader on the school. "Justin, have you and Sherry done 'it'?", I asked. "Yes." "How did you convince Sherry to have sex?" I asked. He answered, "It's a long story. I'll tell you about it some other time. I need to get some sleep." I stared at Justin as he began to snore quietly. His cock was lying on his belly. It didn't look any different from mine, except maybe a little bigger. But it had been inside a girl. Where did they do it? How does it feel? How did Justin convince Sherry to try it? The questions just kept turning around in my head as I fell asleep. *** Sunday, August 12th Next morning, Joe shook the tent and called "Wake up, we need to get on the road. I want to get to the outfitters before lunch. Ten minutes later all eight of us had our bags packed and loaded in the van. Joe took the first shift driving today. The border crossing was uneventful. The guard looked at our IDs for a few seconds and then waved us through. I guess a van load of Venturer Scouts doesn't look too threatening. The next two hours of driving were on expressways. At the north side of Toronto, we turned north onto a smaller two lane highway. Houses and businesses were becoming further apart. Soon we passed one lake after another. I wondered if Algonquin would look like this? Around 11:30 we pulled off the road into the parking lot of the outfitters. Racks of canoes stood beside trailers full of canoes. The store was rustic looking. Small cabins lined the road between the parking lot and the lake. Every where you looked there are pine trees and more pine trees. Joe had us wait in the van while he and Barb went inside to check in with the owner. When Joe and Barb came back he told us that the outfitter was getting our gear and food ready right now. We were going to go out for lunch to a local restaurant while they finished getting our food and gear. After lunch the owner came out to talk with our group. He assigned us two cabins. He also introduced us to Holly. She was going take care of outfitting us today. The girls would share one cabin while the guys stayed in the other. We moved our bags into our cabins and then went inside the store. Holly directed us to a back room. The walls were lined with shelves full of food, tents, sleeping bags, pot, pans, stove and other equipment. Four tables stood in the middle of the room. One of them was piled high with food and gear. Holly asked us to gather around that table. "Here is your equipment and food for the next eight days. I will go over the menu. If you want any changes, let me know. We can make substitutions if you want them." After Holly completed her talk, we stood and looked at each other. Justin finally said, "Grab the eight Duluth packs under the table. Put everything in the packs. Don't worry about how it's packed right now, we'll repack back at our cabins." We picked up the packs. These things had to weigh 60 pounds! I could barely get mine off the ground. Sherry managed to get hers on her back, but Amy and Katie couldn't even left the packs. Will and I helped the girls get their packs on. Then we picked up our packs. We all wobbled back to our cabins. We spent half of the afternoon repacking our packs. Justin announced, "Jon will canoe with Amy. Will canoes with Katie. Sherry will be with me. Joe and Barb will be together, of course. The guys will take the stern position in the canoe, the girls the bow. Each canoe will have one pack for personal gear. Pack light. A couple swim suits, three t-shirts, a sweat shirt, long pants and a poncho are all you need." Amy and I pulled an empty pack over to the table. We packed our personal gear in trash bags and stuffed them in with the sleeping bags and Therm-o-rest mattresses that the outfitter gave us. As we packed Amy said, "I'm glad I am canoeing with you Jon. I know you'll take good care of us." "Thanks. I wouldn't want to be with anyone else either." I replied. The bread, the crackers and any other food that could be crushed were put in a small waterproof barrel. The barrel then went in a pack, along with a mattresses to provide some padding for whoever had to carry the barrel. The rest of food and equipment was split up among the other three packs. We finished all of the packing around 3:30 in the afternoon. "Let's go swimming!" Justin yells. We all dashed for our cabins. The guys were changed and back out in no time. Justin ran for the dock and dove in. I followed right behind him. Will was two steps behind me. The girls came out a few minutes later. All three were wearing bikinis. "Dude, I don't know how I am going to keep my hands off Sherry this week. She is the most beautiful woman in the world." Justin exclaimed. "Amy looks great too." I replied. Will just stood there in the water staring at Katie. "Dude, stop staring." Justin whispered to Will. "Uh... yeah, sorry. I didn't know someone who hasn't even started high school could look that good." Will stammered. He didn't stop staring. When the girls got in the water we all started splashing, talking, joking and dunking each other. The afternoon passed quickly. I noticed that Joe and Barb were no where to be seen. As we climbed out of the lake, I noticed Joe and Barb come out of the woods. They walked up along the edge of the lake to our cabins holding hands. We changed, and then went out to the local restaurant for dinner. After dinner, the outfitter let us borrow three of his canoes to practice on the lake. Justin, Will and I had learned to canoe at Boy Scout camp, so we had no problems handling the canoes. Surprisingly, Sherry, Amy and Katie were good at paddling, knew what a sweep and a draw stroke was. They handled themselves very well in the canoes. "Amy, where did you learn to canoe?" I asked. "Same as you. Girl Scouts do more than make pot holders. We learned at camp." "Sorry, I didn't know. I think we'll make a great team out on the lakes." I answered. As dusk approached, we paddled for the shore. After the canoes were put away, Sherry, Amy and Katie went to their cabin. Justin Will and I went back to ours. Will and I stripped down to our boxers as we get ready for bed. Justin took everything off like last night. "Man, don't you get cold sleeping naked?" I asked Justin. "No, it feels great. You should try it." "Well, I guess." I replied as I slowly stripped off my boxers. Justin looked at Will and asked "Will, do you want to join us?" "Ummm... No, I don't think so. I'm f-fine." "Heh, Jon. What happened between you and Wendy near the end of school?" Justin inquired. I cleared my throat and started, "It's a long story. I guess we have time. I took Wendy to the movies the Friday night of Memorial Day weekend. The movie sucked, but Wendy and I started kissing. While we were Frenching, I felt up her tits. After a couple of minutes, she said 'Wait a second.' She reached around the back of her shirt and took her bra off and stuffed it in her bag. 'That should feel better.' I rubbed and squeezed her breasts through her t-shirt. It felt much better to me. I thought it must have felt better to Wendy too, from the way she was moaning. I reached up under her shirt and squeezed a bare breast for the first time. I loved it. I kept rubbing and squeezing gently while we French kissed some more. After about ten minutes of this, I decided to try for third base. I moved my hand down and rubbed her tummy. She cooed, 'Don't stop.' I slid my hand into her pants to try to rub her cunt lips. Her eyes just about popped out of her head when my hand went in her pants. She jumped up, slapped my face, dumped her soda in my lap and stormed out." "Boy did you misread her." Justin offered. "Yeah. She hasn't said one word to me since that night. She has been bad mouthing me ever since." I answered. "I know. It's harsh." "Heh, Justin, where is Joe?" I asked. "I would guess he and Barb took a quote 'walk' unquote." Justin said as he motioned to indicate quotation marks around the word walk. "Barb has been gone for the past month on vacation with her parents. She only got back three days ago. I think they are looking for a quiet place to make up for a month of lost time making love." "When are they getting married?" I asked. "The wedding is in ten weeks." Justin answered. "Justin, can you tell me how you got Sherry to go steady with you." I asked. "Well we started dating right after we started tenth grade last year. I didn't do anything special to get her to date me, I just asked. Things just felt natural with her from the first date. I used to have trouble talking with girls, but things just felt natural with Sherry. I can talk to her about anything. We dated occasionally all fall. We didn't have much free time during football season. In December, when football was over, we started to get together after school to study. At least that's what we told our parents. We spent most afternoons making out. By the end of the year, we would get home from school, strip down to our short and panties. A couple days before Christmas, she gave me the best present ever. She gave me a blow job." "Sherry gives blow jobs?" Will and I asked in unison. I looked over at Will. His boxers were starting to tent. My cock was getting stiff too. "She wasn't very good to start with. But with a little coaching, she started to give great head." Justin reached down and rubbed his boner. "This is really getting to me." I asked, "When did you have sex the first time?" Will's eyes opened wide, "You and Sherry have sex?" "Yes, now if you will be quiet, I will tell you about it. Do you remember the New Years Party that Sam threw? We spent half of the party making out on the sofa. Sherry kept getting hotter and hotter. I had my hand down her pants and was rubbing her clitoris." Will looked confused, "Her what?" "Her clitoris, her clit. It's a little bump at the top of her cunt lips. It drives girls crazy when you rub or lick it. Be gentle. They don't like you to be rough with it. Anyway, continuing the story of that night; I rubbed her clit for a minute, then dipped down and rubbed along her cunt lips. I kept doing this. She got wetter and wetter. Next I pushed my finger into her cunt and rubbed her clit with my thumb. Her cunt gripped and spasmed on my finger as Sherry shuddered and moaned. I rubbed her clit for a minute, then dipped down and rubbed along her cunt lips. I kept doing this. She got wetter and wetter. Next I pushed my finger into her cunt and rubbed her clit with my thumb. Her cunt gripped and spasmed on my finger as Sherry shuddered and moaned. I didn't understand at first, but she told me that I had just given her an orgasm. I kissed her. She looked at me and said 'Let's go find a bedroom.' I followed her upstairs. No one was in Sam's little brother's room. We closed and locked the door. Sherry asked me to undress her." I reached down and rubbed my cock. It was rigid. I needed relief. I looked over at Will. His boner had slipped out the fly of his boxers. His face was crimson. He slowly rubbed his hand up and down his cock. It looked like it was about five inches long. Not too bad for a 14 year old. Justin continued on, "I slipped her t-shirt over her head. She unclasped her bra and dropped it on the floor. I kissed the breasts that I had grown so familiar with. Sherry said, 'Justin, I want you tonight. Make love to me.' I lost no time taking off my clothes. I laid Sherry down on the bed. I lay on top of Sherry. As I kissed her I rubbed my cock along her pussy lips. She said, 'Put it in now, please do it!' So I took my cock in hand and moved the tip to Sherry's cunt. Then I..." Justin paused when he heard the sound of someone walking up to our cabin. The door opened and Joe walked in. "Damn, Joe. You have bad timing!" Joe looked around the cabin at Justin, Will and I. "Yeah, I guess my timing could have been better. Don't stop on my account. Keep jerking off. I'm as horny as the next guy." Justin objected, "Heh, we weren't jerking off. I was telling Jon and Will about the first time I had sex with Sherry." "Well it sure looks like you should be jerking off. You guys need some relief." Will and I didn't need any further encouragement. I stroked my prick like crazy. Will and Justin joined in. Soon all three of us shot our cum all over our chests. Drained, we fell asleep. *** Monday, August 13th I woke up and looked around. It was starting to get light. I needed to piss. I put my shorts on, grabbed my shower stuff and headed out to the bath house. I met Amy as I was walking there. "Good Morning" she said when she saw me. She was wearing an old t-shirt that was a little too tight. Between the cold morning air and the tight t-shirt her nipples were trying to poke through. I mumbled "Hi" as I walked by. My cock started to rise again. I walked in the Men's side as she walked in the Women's. I pissed and jumped in the shower. I let the warm water cascade over my body as I thought, 'I've always considered Amy to be a friend and confidant, but not a girlfriend. Maybe I have this wrong. She is gorgeous, smart, and easy to talk to. Why shouldn't we go out?' I thought some more about those gorgeous tits and the way her nipples stuck out this morning. My cock rose. I soaped it up and started to jerk again. Soon my cum was splattered all over the wall of the shower. When I left the bath house, it was light outside. When I got in my cabin, I saw that Joe was up too. Joe looked up and saw me. He said, "I'm going to get a shower. Wake Justin and Will up. We leave at 7:30, about an hour from now." I woke up the other guys and we did our morning routine. At 7:30 the owner showed up to wish us luck on our trip. We loaded up in our van and took off for our adventure. About an hour later we turned off Route 64 onto a dirt road where the sign said "Opeongo Store 2 km". 15 minutes later we pulled into the lower parking lot at the Opeongo entrance point. Our group trooped over to the store, where we got canoes, paddles and life jackets. Joe went into the Ranger's station to pay our park fees and check us in. I looked around at the lake. We were on a small bay at the south end of the lake. The far shore was lined with pine trees. The hillside rose quickly out of the water. It looked to be 150 to 200 feet high. I knew from looking at the map that Opeongo Lake is huge. While Joe got the permits, the rest of us moved the canoes down to the 200 foot long dock. We put our packs down on the dock by our canoes. Each canoe would carry two packs and two people. When Joe returned, we launched and loaded our canoes. Justin and Sherry took the lead as we left the docks. Amy and I followed right behind them. Will and Katie followed me and Joe and Barb took up the rear. When we rounded the first point, the view ahead nearly took my breath away. The lake extended to the north as far as I could see. An island was right in front of us. Peninsula after peninsula jutted out into the lake on our left. The lake shore on the right receded away from us and disappeared behind the island. Along the shore in places you could see fluorescent orange signs that marked campsites. After an hour of paddling we passed a Windy Point. The lake opened up and extended a mile and half to the east. As soon as we passed the point, the wind picked up and waves started to bounce our canoes around. We turned into the wind so the canoes would ride steadier. Amy looked back at me, "Are you sure this is safe?" As she said that, a particularly large wave rolled by and lapped over the gunwale of the canoe, dumping a gallon or two of water in the bottom of the canoe. "Sweep on the right side, NOW!" I yelled. "I need you to help hold the canoe into the wind." I stroked as hard as I could. Together we could just manage to make headway into the wind. After a couple minutes, I started to get used to the waves. "Amy, are you OK?" I asked. "Yes, I guess so. That first wave really scared me." She replied. "I know. We should do OK as long as you dig in on each stroke." I looked around at the other canoes. Everyone seemed to have mastered canoeing in 12 to 18 inch waves. I took us 20 minutes to cross the open stretch of the lake. Justin's canoe veered off towards the nearest island as we approached. He yelled, "Head in over here. We can get some shelter from the wind and have lunch." I pulled into the rocky beach right behind Justin and Sherry. Will, Katie, Joe and Barb followed us in. "Jon, where did you pack the lunch?" Justin asked. "Hang on a sec, I have it in this pack." I answered as I dug through the pack looking for the bag with our lunch. I handed out the sandwiches, dried apricots and cookies to each person. "I never expected waves like those." Amy said. Will looked at her and said, "It's the fetch of the lake. The longer the open water that the wind acts on, the larger the waves. With a 20 mile an hour wind and a 1.5 miles fetch of water, the formula for calculating wave heights says that they should be around 15" high. That seems to be about what we saw." Everyone looked at Will in shock. Katie asked, "Where did you learn that?" "In one of my science books back home." Will answered, glowing a little bit from the recognition. "I guess we'll just have to call you the 'Professor' from now on." Justin offered. Everyone talked quietly as we finished lunch. Joe and Justin pulled a map out and studied it a little. After a couple minutes, Justin looked up at the group and announced, "It looks like we have about four miles to go in the North Arm of Opeongo Lake. Let's get going. We probably have another two hours of canoeing." We stowed out trash and hopped back into the canoes. Justin led the way out into the North Arm. Either the wind had settled down a little, or the North Arm was more sheltered. Paddling was much easier now. Time passed quickly as we paddled north. There were two or three islands in the middle of the lake. The lake narrowed as we went north. The north end of the lake was in sight when Justin motioned for us to follow him towards a campsite on a small peninsula. We beached the canoes on the south side of the peninsula. Joe called everyone together. "When we come in to a campsite, we need to investigate it before we unload our gear. Take a quick look around. We need to find the campfire area, latrine and space for our four tents. Check the ground out. Is it flat, rocky or hilly? Spread out in pairs with your canoe partner. Come back here in five minutes. Amy and I headed to the east. The campfire pit was easy to find. It was right in the middle of the clearing on the peninsula. We kept going. The area was fairly flat and covered with pine needles. We followed a trail to the east, but all it did was lead to another adjoining campsite. Amy and I turned around and returned to the canoes. Justin and Sherry were already there with Joe and Barb. Will and Katie came back right after us. "Well, how does this campsite look?" Joe asked. Justin said, "The campfire pit looks like it is in good condition. Sherry and I found the latrine back in the woods." "Amy and I found plenty of good places to pitch our tents. No rocks and the ground is pretty flat." I offered. Katie added, "I think this is a good campsite." Justin took charge. "Everyone seems to agree. We stay here tonight. Unload your gear and move all the packs up to the fire pit. Unload all the food, tents and crew gear in your packs. Jon, your job is to get this gear organized so we can find everything." Everyone grabbed a pack. Amy tried to lift the pack up, but couldn't get it on her back. I helped her lift it up and get started up the beach into the campsite. When our crew was assembled at the fire pit, Justin started giving orders. "I need everyone to help put up the dining fly. We'll put it up over here." The group quickly put the fly up the way we were taught in the spring shakedown training weekend. No one noticed, while we put the fly up, Joe and Barb started putting a tent up for themselves on the other side of the campsite. When Justin noticed, he yelled at his brother, "What the hell! Mr. Ritter said the guys share two tents and the girls share the other two. What are you doing?" "Heh, bro. I haven't had any time with Barb for over a month. Mr. Ritter isn't here. You dragged me into this trip. Barb and I will sleep where we want." Joe answered. "What the hell are the rest of us supposed to do?" Justin yelled. "I don't care. Stay with Sherry. It's fine with me." Joe yelled back. Sherry's eyes twinkled a little. "That's alright with me." The light finally dawned on Justin. "I guess I can do that." trying to maintain his outrage at his brother. I looked at Will, "I guess it's you and me." "That's cool," Will answered. Everyone grabbed a tent and scattered to find a nice spot to pitch their tent. Will and I pitched our tent in a small clearing about ten feet from Justin and Sherry's tent. Katie and Amy set their tent up on the other side of the campsite near Joe and Barb. When all the tents are set up Justin called the group together. "Will and Katie, I want you to collect firewood for tonight. Jon and Amy find a tall leaning tree or two tall trees with strong branches. I want you to put the rope up for our bear bags. Sherry and I will clean out the fire pit and get water for dinner. Let's go everyone, get to work." As Amy and I walked through the woods she said, "Thanks for calming me down out there when the waves were tossing us around. You are a true friend." She leaned over and gave me a peck on the cheek. The butterflies started to flutter in my stomach. We found a tall birch tree that that had been blown over in a storm. It was leaning on another tree. After a few tries, I managed to get the rope over a branch about 20 feet above the ground. Amy and I walked back to our campsite. Will and Katie had been busy. They had a large stack of birch and pine branches piled near the fire. Justin and Sherry had our water bags filled and hanging in a pine tree near the middle of camp. They had the campfire blazing. "Will and Katie, you are cooks and cleanup crew for dinner tonight." Justin announced. "Jon, get the food out for tonight's meal. I dug through the pile of food and found the Day 1 meal bag. It had steaks, potatoes and a pre-made carrot cake. I turned the food over to Will and Katie. Everyone sat on the logs that surrounded the fire pit and watched as Will grilled the steaks. The potatoes were wrapped in foil and thrown in the coals at the bottom of the fire. Katie fed sticks into the fire to keep it going. Soon were sat down to enjoy our feast. When the last of the cake was gone, Joe asked for everyone's attention. "We need to get organized for tomorrow. We are about a ten minute paddle for our first portage. The one that will take us to Proulx Lake. This is going to be one of our longer portages, about 1450 meters, and since it is the beginning of the trip, our packs will feel like they weigh a ton. Who is going to carry what?" Joe looked over at Justin. Justin scratched his head and said, "Well there are 8 of us, we have 8 packs and 4 canoes. We also have life jackets and paddles to carry too. Could the guys carry one of the packs and a canoe?" "I can barely carry a pack by itself. I can't carry a canoe and pack too," I stated. "What if the guys make two trips?" Justin wondered. Will spoke up, "Hold it, I have it." Everyone looked over a Will. He usually was so quiet. "It's a simple matter of logic. We have twelve things to carry. There are eight of us. Each person makes one and a half trips on the portage." Justin looked confused. "How will that work. We have to end up at the end of the portage, not the middle." "No problem, the guys each take a canoe across the whole portage to Proulx Lake. The girls take the first four packs half way across the portage and drop them off. Then they go back for the second set of packs. Meanwhile, the guys go back to middle of the portage and pick up the first set of packs. If we do it right, we all end up at Proulx Lake with all our gear at the same time. I figure that if we walk at two miles an hour, we should be able to cross the portage once in about 20-25 minutes. If the girls drop their packs after walking 11 or 12 minutes, that should put the first set of packs in the middle of the portage," Will explained. Katie smiled and said, "Wow, that's perfect Will. How did you figure that out so fast?" Will blushed a little and answered, "I don't know, I'm just good at Math." Justin spoke up, "Well that's settled. Everyone get your toothpaste, soap, chap stick and anything else you have that smells good. Jon, load the food in a couple Duluth packs. We need to hang the bear bags before dark." Amy asked, "Do they really have bears here?" Joe answered, "Didn't you see the tree on the edge of the campsite? A bear has been clawing the tree bark. We definitely have bears in the area, but I doubt we will see them. Mr. Ritter has been here four times and never saw a bear. If we are careful, the bears shouldn't bother us." We grabbed the three packs of food and gear and carried them to the bear rope Amy and I set up earlier. It took everyone's help, but we managed to hoist the packs about 15 feet into the air. Everyone headed back to camp and their tents. It was only 8:30 in the evening but it was starting to get dark. I pulled a clean t-shirt and a pair of boxers from my bag and climbed in the tent. Will was already in there. I pulled down my swim suit and stowed it in a trash bag. Next I took off today's shirt and stuffed it in the trash bag. I put the bag and my shoes outside the tent under the overhang. As I prepared for bed, Will went through the same process. Will looked over at me. "Do you want to sleep in the nude like last night?" "Yeah, I guess. It felt pretty good last night," I answered. We lay down on top of our sleeping bags. We lay there quietly for a few minutes. A bird called. I asked, "What is that?" Will said, "That is a loon." We listened to the loons call back and forth for a few minutes. Then we heard a wolf howl in the distance. After the wolf howled a second time, we could heard the pack answer the first wolf. They called back and forth for a few minutes before stillness returned. "Ooohhhh... Ooooohhhh!" "Shhhh, they might hear us." It sounded like the noises were coming from Justin and Sherry's tent. "Ooohhh... keep going Justin!" "Are you ready? I'm going to put it in." Justin whispered. "Ummmm... That's the spot. Keep going..." My cock sprang up immediately. Will whispered to me, "I think Justin and Sherry are having sex." I reached down and started to rub up and down on my cock. "Ooohhhh... Ooohhhhh..." Will peeked out of the tent. "They're really doing it! The tent sides are billowing in and out and the tent is shaking. I can't believe it." I kept stroking my cock. "Will, have you ever had a girlfriend?" In the dim light I could see Will has stroking his cock too. "No. Right now I wish I did. Every time I try to talk to a girl, everything in my head disappears. I'll never find a girl." I rubbed the back of my penis just below the head. I loved that feeling. "Will, is there anyone you have your eye on?" "I think Katie is great. But she's too pretty to go out with someone like me." "Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Justin... keeeeppp... going..." I started stroking faster. "Will, this trip is a perfect time for Katie to get to know you. Don't put yourself down. You look good. Any girl would be lucky to get you as a boyfriend." "I"MMMM CUMMING!!!!" "Shhhhh... I don't want Jon and Will to hear us." Justin whispered. "Sorry. It just feels soooo goooood..." I could see Will stroking faster. Suddenly he jerked and sighed. I think he came. I was close too. Suddenly my cum erupted. It splattered all over my chest. I reached over and grabbed the small roll of toilet paper to clean up. "Justin, that was great. I'm glad Joe and Barb are staying together so we can share a tent. We can do this every night for the week." "I know. I love you Sherry. Good night, my love." I was feeling wicked. "Good night Justin. Good night Sherry." "They heard us!" Sherry exclaimed. Will chimed in, "Good night Justin. Sleep well Sherry." We heard Justin sigh, "Good night guys. I hope you enjoyed the show." "We certainly did." Will answered. I rolled over and fell asleep. *** End of Part One You can send comments to douglas_fox482@yahoo.com ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 36