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The Wilderness

By: The_story_writer2003



I live alone miles out in the northern wastes, miles of land around, I live in my small house, quite warm and cozy surviving on my own. I like my solitude. Till you stumbled in.

You fell into my house having thrust the door open, you collapse on the floor shaking, your clothing torn, lying on the floor. You got lost and ended up wearing very little, your clothes barely covering your breasts and crotch.

You collapse unconscious, I pick you up and take you through to my bedroom, and wrapping you in the quilt to get you warm I leave you there and prepare some broth, placing your bag next to you.

When I come back you are awake and holding a gun on me demanding I give you clothes and all the money I have and direct you to the nearest town.

I tell you its around 50 miles to the nearest town, as you get out of the bed the remains of your clothes fall off, the shredded rags lie on the floor, as you look down I dive, grabbing the gun and throwing you onto the bed.

"Is this how you repay my kindness?" I knock you out and whilst you are unconscious I grab some rope from the storeroom and tie you to the bed. I spread eagle you face up and slowly start rubbing my fingers over your small well trimmed pussy, you moan softly as you begin to come around.

You realize what is happening to you and begin cursing me. But I have been alone out here for quite a while, I have built up some serious frustrations and you suddenly fall in on me - naked and helpless - I can't resist! 

You lie on your back your legs spread. You cannot fight me because the ropes are too tight; I strip swiftly looking at your body all the time, your heaving breasts and moving between your legs and rubbing my cock up and down your wet slit.

You look down; all you can see is the valley between your breasts, and my long hard shaft. Slowly sliding towards your pussy. You cry out in pain as I spear you, my long rod ramming into your tight dry cunt, you watch as your breasts shake as I plunge my hard cock deep into you.

I moan, it's been so long and you're so tight. I pull out only to ram my length back in. Slowly building up speed, starting with slow long strokes of my cock deep into, then as I raise myself over you my arms bracing me I get faster, fucking your tight hole brutally, my cock slamming in and out of you. Bouncing you up and down as I fuck you harder and faster.

You scream as you cum, your juices flowing over my cock, making it slippery and faster, I ram my whole length into you and free holding myself for that moment as you cry out again and again, my shaft splitting you open as you cum, crying aloud to the cold night air as I release myself, flooding you with stream after stream of my hot cum.

I pull out of you leaving you exposed, your pussy stretched open, my cum dribbling out and down onto your ass, I sit back and watch my cum and your flushed face, I watch it slide between the crack of your ass and decide what I am doing next.

I'm already beginning to get hard again, I reach into a cupboard and pull out some tranquilizers, I drug you making you sleepy and relaxed, I untie you and roll you over, turning you round I stick cushions under your chest and your pussy, I raise you into a doggy position with the cushions then re-tie you up.

You slowly begin to come to again you begin struggling at your bonds again trying to get free when you feel me move behind you, I rub my stiffening cock against your ass. My hard cock pushing against you, you cry out, "No not there, please, you offer to suck me off as long as I don't take your ass."

I agree - for now - I think I've got plenty of time later- so why not get a willing blowjob! I move in front of you and feed you my cock, you greedily suck on my cock, your tongue licking all around, your lips sliding up and down as I fuck your mouth, my cock is now all nice and lubed up, I pull out of your mouth and move behind you, you start begging again "no, please, I've never been fucked back there, you promised." I just laugh and using my hands I peel you ass cheeks apart and slip the head of my cock between them.

You groan loudly as I begin to push my cock further into you, pushing my cock deep into you, you scream as I split you completely open. My cock is soon buried all the way into your ass. You groan as I fill you, I begin brutally fucking your ass; the lack of sex for months has made me so horny. I fuck you harder, you scream with every thrust, however soon your screaming turns to moans of pleasure.

I fuck your ass harder and harder, you cum, shaking madly, as you scream again. My cock plunges in and out of your tight ass. I fuck you harder and harder. My hands holding your hips, I fuck you harder and harder. You scream and cum again, you gasp at the pleasure and pain of my cock hammering in and out of you. I stiffen, for the second time my cock pumps your deep places full of my hot cum.

I pull out staring at you, guess I am not letting you go free anytime soon, you're way to much of a good fuck. I leave you tied to the bed and leave you lying there for now!

The Wilderness



Andy looked down at the list she had made and sighed. She had been trying to come up with something new and ultra sexy. The list she and her boyfriend Lawrence had generated included a few things that excited her but only a few of those were plausible. Of the plausible ones, all included a small element of risk, risk of being caught in the act. The list read like this so far:

1) in the woods by the railroad tracks

2) at the drive in movie

3) in every room of the house

4) in the park

5) anal with golf balls in your pussy

6) on the washing machine while it's running

7) tie your arms to the shower head

8) handcuff and footcuff you to the bed

9) tie you up exposed and blindfold you

10) coupons for immediate gratification

11) sleep naked and oral whenever one of us wakes up

12) randomly when doing something non-sexy (i.e. if one of us

feels horny, don't let the other know and suggest watching a movie or something, then randomly and quickly start giving them either oral or handwork) 

13) buy every phallic shaped item in produce department, fuck

you with them, then eat them

14) eat fruit salad off of us with no hands

15) flavored whipped cream and chocolate sauce

16) wear either crotch less panties or go commando with a skirt so I can finger you whenever I want

17) go to an older movie in theaters and you give me a blow job in the back row while I finger you

18) get you waxed bare again

19) do 69 for 30 minutes with a timer

20) while you're doing something else, I pull your sweat pants down just far enough to fuck you while you continue doing what you were doing

21) let me pick out something sexy for you to wear this time

22) have sex in a pool or a river (it's hot-trust me) 

23) i can't think of anything else right now

I can't think of anything else right now. She stared down at the last thing she had written, wishing she could find some more inspiration. It was obvious which suggestions her boyfriend had written. She cringed as she read the crude way he phrased some of his ideas. "Anal with golf balls in your pussy." She wondered if she could even fit golf balls in her pussy. "Buy every phallic shaped item in produce department, fuck you with them, then eat them." Although she herself had experimented with a few bananas and wondered how a cucumber would feel before, she would never actually phrase it in that way. She had been unable to think of anything new, having only come up with the last two ideas.

After having sex with one person for a year and a half it was hard to think of something they hadn't tried. Andy knew what she didn't like. Finding something new that she liked was the problem. She looked at the list again. Well, numbers 1 and 14 of his sounded good. She wanted the excitement of having sex outside. "Adding taste and smell to the equation could also to spice things up," she said to herself as she thought about the time she had discovered how sexual strawberries could be.She and a friend had escaped to a hidden clearing in the woods for a picnic. Armed with fresh strawberries and a bottle of chocolate syrup, she had quickly discovered how well chocolate and strawberries complement each other and how sensual curshed strawberries felt on her skin. "That had been an outside experience too," she thought. She remembered how the bright blue sky had framed the leaves of the trees overhead, rendering them vivid green by contrast. The feeling of secrecy the hidden clearing created and the refreshing scenery of the outdoors made the experience exciting for her.

Andy was tired of having the same sex in the same bed. She was going camping this weekend with Lawrence and another couple. Maybe then she could stir some things up. "Strawberries and chocolate syrup," she added to her food list for the weekend. She also made "strawberries and chocolate syrup" number 23 on list of ideas. She thought for a moment and then looked at her watch. It was late and she had been worrying about her list and trying to brainstorm ideas for over an hour. She would go to bed now and tell Lawrence what she had been thinking the next day. As she tucked herself in and snuggled against the pillow, a thrill of excitement rose in her. She had high hopes for this weekend, and she tossed and turned for a half hour trying to still her mind enough to sleep.

It was the day of the camping trip, and Andy wasn't ready. Instead of packing, she was standing staring around her room trying to get her mind focused. "Okay, okay," she thought. "I need my duffel bag. Hmmm... toiletries, two changes of clothes. Let's make that three just in case. Pajamas. Underwear. Sexy underwear. Three pairs of socks," she muttered to herself. "But how am I going to convince Lawrence to go for strawberries and chocolate sauce?" Lawrence hadn't taken to the idea very well. He never did if it involved something that might be inconvenient. She thought she could convince him though. She was very good at being sexy enough to persuade him.

"No," Lawrence said as Andy looked at the strawberries longingly in the produce section. "Please," Andy simpered up at him with pouty lips. "No." "Fine." Andy decided she could wait because she didn't want to push it. Besides, crushed strawberries would be kind of a mess on a camping trip. She wasn't as enthusiastic about the shopping trip after being refused, but she perked up when Lawrence put a handfull of pop rocks in the shopping cart. Andy knew what those were for.

Later, after the campsite was setup, Lawrence kept mentioning pop rocks innocently. The fact that the other couple didn't know what they were really for, turned her on. By the time Andy and Lawrence crawled into their tent that night, Andy was ready to tear his clothes off of him. But she took it slowly. After she took off his clothes, she ripped open a packet of strawberry poprocks and took just one crystal out of the packet. She stroked his cock just once and then set the poprock on the tip of his cock where a small jewel of precum already lay. The poprock immediately started to crackle and fizz, and Lawrence started to squirm. "Ow, that kind of hurts right at the tip there."

"How about here?" Andy asked as she moved the rock down his shaft with her tongue.

"Yeah, that feels great." Andy sucked him slowly, her lips grasping him from the base of his head down to the base of his shaft, until the poprock was completely dissolved. Then, she took a small handful of the tingling rocks and quickly scooped them up with her tongue and plunged her mouth down on his cock. Lawrence began to moan softly and closed his eyes. Upon sucking him with her third mouthful of poprocks, Andy felt that Lawrence was harder than she had ever felt him. She finished the blowjob off and licked off and swallowed the last poprock in a hurry to climb onto him. As she sat up, though she heard a sound as if someone was passing their tent. As they lay very quiet, though, they began to hear another sound. There came a punctuated moaning from the other tent, as though the girl in the other tent were already riding a long, hard cock up and down. Andy and Lawrence listened for a minute, getting more turned on just by listening to the other couple. Then Andy sucked Lawrence again to make sure he stayed hard. She immediately straddled him, but held herself above him for a moment, teasing him. She then pitched herself downward and moaned as she slid easily onto him.

Lawrence was so horny he had to slow down after only 30 seconds of pumping in and out of her. Andy waited for a second and then proceeded to tease him by alternating one pump with one grind, a tantalizing rhythm that often drove them both crazy and made Lawrence head for the finishing line. After only a minute of this, though, Andy began to grind on top of him again, making sure her clit rubbed against him. "I want you on top now, baby," she said.

Lawrence fucked her leaning on his hands while Andy pulled him deeper into her with her hands on his ass. Andy bit him gently on his shoulder and then craned her neck down to flick his nipple with her tongue. Then she kissed him full and hard on the mouth. This was why Andy loved this position. Lawrence had total control while she could tease him mercilessly with her mouth. Andy's pelvic muscles began to contract and she began to moan ceaselessly as Lawrence continued pumping in and out of her. She kissed him on the neck, sucked on it, his most sensitive part except from his cock. He contorted his face, wrinkling his eyebrows and nose as he began to moan. Andy grabbed his butt again as he came into her, squirting hot cum deep inside her.

Lawrence rested his head against her shoulder and then rolled off of her. Andy turned into him and kissed him once. "You've convinced me," Lawrence said, "We should try strawberries next time." 



The Wilderness



I had been out there for a couple hours in the heat.

The desert is the absolute worst place for your car to die. I took a long drink from a water bottle as I looked at my engine. My battery had just decided to die. Perfect.

I saw a humvee driving toward me. Thank God! I flagged it down, knowing I really didn't have to. The guy in it hopped out. 

"Engine trouble?" He asked. He was cute, with a gorgeous square jaw and beautiful aqua eyes as his defining features. 

I nodded. "The battery died. It seems to be for no reason whatsoever."

He smiled. "That might not be true. Maybe it was so I could help you." I smiled. "Maybe. Anyway, got some cables?"

He nodded. "Of course." He stuck his hand out. "I'm Chris, by the way." I shook it. "Danielle."

He ran to the back of the humvee and grabbed his jumper cables. He hooked them up to his car, and then mine. I got inside. "Okay, start the car!" he yelled. "Do you have it connected to ground?" He peeked around the car. "I'm a mechanic, of course I have it connected to ground."

I smiled and turned the key. Nothing. "Damn it!" I slammed the car door shut. He smiled. "We could try something else."

I sighed. "Like what?" I was bent over the engine, trying to see if anything was disconnected. Well, nothing that I could see. I felt him grab my ass. I shot up. "What the hell?" 

He gave me a sheepish grin. "Sorry. But you have a really nice ass." 

I rolled my eyes. "Why thank you." I knew what this skirt did for my ass and legs, so it wasn't very surprising. 

He pointed at a loose wire. "Maybe that's your problem." I leaned in to look at it, and I felt his hand on my ass again. He was shoving his fingers into my pussy.

I turned to look at him. "Oh, god that feels good." It had been five months since I had last fucked, so my body was inviting this.

He pulled his fingers out and started stroking my pussy. "Fuck." I shut the hood down so I could comfortably lean over it.

"I don't think I've met any girl who cusses as much as you have in the past ten minutes." he told me.

I laughed. "Not even Marine girls?" He shook his head. "No, they're pretty conservative, actually." 

I moaned as his fingers moved across my pussy. "God damn, that feels amazing."

He chuckled. "When was the last time you had sex? I'm not even doing much." I counted again. "Five months." 

"Well, no wonder." He lifted my left leg so my foot rested on the fender. He pushed three fingers back into my pussy. I turned around to look at him. He moved his mouth toward mine as his fingers fucked me. He pushed his tongue into my mouth, exploring it.

I moaned. His fingers felt so good in my pussy, but I wondered what his cock might be like. He took them out, and I put my arm around his neck, pulling him close so we could kiss again. He pressed his warm lips against mine, pushing his tongue through. 

He took off my shirt and folded down my bra and took my breast into his mouth. I moaned and tangled my fingers in his hair. I leaned into his shoulders and he straightened up.

He gently pushed me down so I was laying on the warm hood. It felt nice against my skin. He tongued at my clit, sucking it into his mouth. 

"Oh, fuckkk." I moaned. I pulled my skirt up and moved my legs farther apart. What he was doing felt amazing. He pulled my hips down so I slid closer to him. 

He put too fingers back into my pussy fucking me to the pace of the song that was playing from his radio. He pulled at my clit with his lips, and nearly came right then.

He pulled my lips apart, and stabbed my slit with his tongue. "Oh!" My body shuddered, and he held me still as he lapped up my cum. 

I slid off of the hood and onto the ground. I patted the hood. "Up you go, cowboy." He hopped onto the hood. "How did you know I'm from Montana?" he asked as I unfastened his pants. "Your accent. I was born in Wyoming." He nodded and I pulled his cock out of his pants.

I stuffed it into my mouth and swirled my tongue across it as I moved my mouth up and down the shaft of his hard cock.

He groaned as I placed my hand on it, moving it in pace with my mouth. I looked up at him seductively. "Shit, that feels good." I smiled and swirled my tongue at the head of his cock.

He motioned me to stop, and fiercely moved me so I was holding onto the car. He pushed his cock into my pussy.

"Ohhhhhhh." was all I could get out. His cock wasn't long, but damn was it thick! He moved quickly, and held onto my hips, moving them against his cock. "Oh, oh oh. Shit."

It felt so good to have a cock inside of me again. He grunted and I moaned as he slammed into me repeatedly.

"Wait, stop." He stopped confused. I turned around and lay down on the car. I motioned him forward, and I put my legs on his shoulders as he put his cock back inside of me.

He slammed into my again, and we both came. He slowed down as he shot cum inside of me. I moaned. "Fuck, Chris." He pulled his cock out and back into his pants. 

I pulled my top back on and my skirt down. "You know what, screw the car. Where were you headed?"

He though. "To the base, and tomorrow I go home on leave." I smiled. "Well, off to the base we go. I would like to meet this father of yours, because your fucking skills are sure to be from him."

He chuckled. "Alright, hop in." 

++++++++++

"So, how did you two meet?" Chris' mom asked. 

I blushed furiously. "Uhh, he helped me with car trouble."



The Wilderness



The light in the woods had gone and the camp fire was burning out.

"We should go in." Spencer told Randy.

Randy nodded in agreement and the boys got up off the log benches they were sitting on and went into the old wood cabin they'd rented for a week. They headed right up to the sleeping loft by the ladder.

"I fucking love camping" Randy said taking his shirt off.

"Yeah man." Spencer answered taking his shirt off as well "This is gonna be an amazing week."

Spencer took his short off and put them aside. He was a handsome guy, about 6' with broad, smooth shoulders, plump pecs and tight looking bulky biceps, defined abs and a perky bubble butt on his muscular body decorated with a line of black hair up his stomach which gloriously bloomed into a layer of beautiful chest hair. By all means Spencer was a hunk, but his friend Randy was a tall guy, about 6'2", and was a handsome, dark brown haired beast of a man. He had broad shoulders built up with muscle, big, bulky arms with dense looking bicpes. Randy also had nice big pecs that had a space between them and smooth brown nipples. He had a beautiful flat stomach with decorate ridges over his abs and slick adonis lines leading to his penis. Randy's legs were muscular and defined under the thick layer of black hair that covered them. But Spencer had a view of Randy's back with was smooth and hairless, like his chest, and just as massive as the rest of Randy. A the bottom of his back a layer of black hair started to thicken as it covered his plump, round ass and powerful legs.

Randy took off his short and underwear, putting in a corner before lying in the only bed in the small wood cabin.

"Dude you're gonna sleep naked?" Spencer asked looking down at Randy's exposed penis, a soft uncircumcised 4 and half inch member crowned by a thick coat of trimmed, black pubic hair to match the one on Randy' head and entire lower body, although strangely enough, not his smooth upper body.

"Yeah... I sleep naked. You don't?" Randy asked as if he Spencer was the strange one.

"Uh, no..." Spencer answered innocently.

"Well, try it out bro. It's way more comfortable, especially on hot days." Randy said with a hint of nervousness.

"Oh... Um..." Spencer said reflecting Randy's nervousness with a bit more obviousness "Okay, I guess." And Spencer slid his loose novelty boxers shorts off revealing his smooth, sleek, circumcised cock and its perfect shapes hanging 4 inches down, over a round and plump looking scrotum with a sparse covering of light brown hairs, the whole thing crowned with a well trimmed pubic area covered with a dense, but short coat of light brown pubic hair.

As Spencer's boxer shorts came off and the two 18-year-old stared at each other's naked bodies a sexual tension started to ride in the warm summer air. Spencer just stood there, inspecting randy, as Randy inspected him.

"I've never slept naked with an other guy before." Spencer said nervously.

Randy swallowed, but didn't say anything. Spencer stayed standing in front of the bed, which consisted of a mattress on the ground, revealing himself to Randy, who he himself was revealing his body to Spencer.

Randy gave out a nervous laugh as he felt desire built up inside him.

"Um, your dick is getting hard." Spencer said looking down at Randy's cock as it stared standing up.

"Um..." Randy said as his cock grew to a semi-erect 6 inches and pulsated with excitement. "It's um, just the adrenaline. From being in the woods."

"Yeah... Yeah, I get it." Spencer answered still looking at Randy's semi-erect cock floating between his legs.

"Um... What's the deal with the skin on the end of it?" Spencer asked as he sat down on the mattress "I'm circumcised."

"Oh, Uh. It just pulls back" Randy said pulling his foreskin back with two fingers "See."

"Yeah... ..." Spencer answered. "What's it feel like?"

"Uh... I don't know. Normal I guess." Randy answered "Just like skin I guess."

"Can I touch it?" Spencer asked carefully.

"Uh, yeah. Yeah, sure." Randy answered moving his hand away from his cock. Spencer reached out and put his fingers on Randy's foreskin which had slid back over his penis. Spencer wrapped his hand around Randy's hardening penis and pulled back to retract the foreskin. 

"Wo." Spencer said before continuing to slide his hand up and down Randy's shaft. Then Spencer felt his own penis start to harden. "Umm..." he said pulling his hand away "It's the adrenaline" Spencer said. His cock started growing and went all the way erect, standing strait out at 6 and half, maybe 7 inches long, beside Randy's 8 inch member.

The two boys stayed quiet. Both of them stared at each other, drinking in the erotic beauty of each others bodies, all in an air of forbidden excitement and nervousness.

"Um... Can I feel yours?" Randy asked sliding his hand on Spencer's thigh.

"Uh, yeah. Go ahead." Spencer replied, as Randy wrapped his big manly hand around Spencer's cock. Randy pushed his hand down the shaft of Spencer's cock.

"It feels way different." Randy said, pulling his hand back up. And as he did so Spencer couldn't help but moan how god it felt to have Randy jack him off. Randy stopped, and looked at Spencer, who was bitting his lip out of embarrassment. So Randy sat up and flipped a leg over Spencer, straddling him on his hands and knees, face to face. They were both nervous, and Randy was breathing heavily. They knew what was coming now. Randy thrust his hips, sliding his penis across Spencer's stomach.

"Ah..." Spencer said in a half anticipating, half pleasured expression. So, with that approval, Randy slid down and spread Spencer's legs, getting between them with his fully erect 8 inch cock standing straight out, wet with a bead of pre-cum, ready to drip from the glistening head. As he stood on his knees between Spencer who was flat on his back with his legs spread and his cock sticking strait up, Randy felt a rush of desire. So he grabbed Spencer's legs and pulled his friend up to him, before grabbing his cock and directing it to Spencer's ass hole. Pulling the foreskin back, Randy stuck his wet cock between Spencer's ass cheeks and pressed it against his hole. Spencer gave a small moan, and Randy started pushing his rock hard cock into Spencer. He felt some tension and resistance to his cock, so Randy pulled back. Spencer exhaled as the pressure on his anus stopped. But Randy put his finger against Spencer's anus and pushed.

"Ah!" Spencer squealed as Randy's finger pierced through. Randy started spinning his finger, loosening Spencer's ass. Then, Randy pulled his finger out and steered his dick back to the looser hole. He pressed his cock against Spencer's anus and pushed. This time, Randy felt Spencer's hole stretch a bit around the head of his wet cock. Randy slammed his hands down beside Spencer and pushed hard with a groan, and his penis slid in past the head, with a bit of difficulty, and his whole shaft sunk into Spencer's ass.

Spencer gave an other yell as Randy pushed in. But once Randy was in Spencer relaxed a bit, but was still panting, as was Randy. Then, Randy started pulling back, and sliding back in slowly. Spencer was frowning as Randy thrusted his hips. But randy kept going, and going harder and faster with every stroke. Soon a slap sounded with every hit of Randy's pelvis against Spencer's. The sleeping squeaked as Randy thrusted his hips back and forth, slamming them against Spencer. Randy pushed his cock through the friction of Spencer's anus, tightly squeezed around his cock, but with Randy's continuous thrusting, Spencer's ass started to relax and loosen, giving Randy a much smoother and more pleasurable experience. Randy let out non-stop groans as he fucked Spencer, and Spencer let out the odd moan between the slapping of Randy against his plump bubble but and the squeaking of the sleeping loft.

"Oooohhh..." Spencer said reaching out and grabbing his cock. He moaned and started to jack himself off. Randy looked down at what Spencer was doing, still fucking him with intensity. Spencer slid his hand up and down his circumcised penis, quickly spreading the pre-cum that was leaking out of the head. Randy looked back up, getting into the zone of sort, so that he would only concentrate on what he was doing. But the exoticness of the moment wouldn't let him go, and he was stuck giving the odd glance up and down Spencer's sleek muscular body, whilst his shorter partner jacked himself off. And before too long, it seemed, Spencer started making different noises.

"I'm gonna cum." Spencer said "Fuck me hard! And fast!" he insisted. So Randy picked up the pace and thrust his hips in and out of Spencer faster, and faster, with more force.

"Oh yeah!" Spencer said "Oh! Oooh! Oh! Ooooohhhhh." Spencer was obviously getting near orgasm. "Faster! Faster!" he yelled at Randy. So Randy went as fast as he could, in a burst of strength he couldn't keep up for long. Fortunately Spencer was at his climax before Randy's burst ended.

Spencer yelled and, all of a sudden a jet of cum spat out of his throbbing wet cock and sprayed up into the air. "Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!" Spencer said as his body twisted in ecstasy. The jet of cum went pretty high, before falling back down on Spencer's leg, leading the way for the steady pushes of cum that preceded the final flow.

Almost as soon as Spencer had sprayed his first few jets of cum, Randy started feeling himself nearing orgasm. "I think I'm gonna cum too." he said moving his hands up to hold Spencer's shoulders. And with that he started fucking Spencer harder.

"Cum on, AH, on me" Spencer said as Randy pounded his cock into Spencer's ass. Randy kept going, fucking extremely hard and very fast. He let out long groans as he felt his body getting ready to cum.

"Mmmm" Randy said, pulling out of Spencer. Randy pulled his hands off Spencer's shoulder and stood on his knees, jacking off his hard cock, pulling the foreskin back and forth. "Ah" Randy said "Aaahhh" as his penis began to throb and pulsate with anticipation. Then, he felt it run up his penis and Randy yelled.

"Aaaaaaaahhhhh! Ah! Aaaaaaaahhhhhhh!!!!" he screamed as his penis shot out shot after shot of cum that sprayed onto Spencer's pecs, stomach, and even reached his chin, which made Spencer let out a small surprised sound. As Randy's jets got less intense after the first three, simply flowing out of his cock and onto Spencer, he sat down, and fell onto his friend.

"Mhffff." Spencer let out when Randy fell on him. Then the beefy, and heavy, randy rolled off Spencer. Both the boys were laying there, covered in cum and panting like dogs. They didn't say a word, and before they knew it, they were asleep.



The Wilderness Canoe Guide



Disclaimer: The following contains explicit scenes of male sex and a variety of consensual activities. This story may not be copied or posted to any other websites without explicit permission from the author. 

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Zac is a canoe expedition guide, something he started doing when he was in high school and continued throughout his university years. He has just graduated from university, but he keeps guiding because it makes the summer interesting. He really enjoys the people he guides as much as he loves being deep in the wilderness which God created for people to use and enjoy. The extra cash doesn't hurt either.

He is 28 years old, and a university graduate in the field of Environmental Sciences with a fresh new Doctorate. He is living in his own apartment in the city, and will begin lecturing in the fall at the university. It's a split position with half his time lecturing, and the other half completing research in the lab. He had the best of both worlds by protecting the environment and being able to use it.

He is a young looking 28 year old, 5'10", 165 lbs light brown hair which he likes to wear in a spike style. His grey eyes sparkle with intelligence, mischievousness, and the love for life. He has a natural olive colour to his skin which goes even darker by the end of the summer. Zac's mustache and beard are not heavy, but he likes to keep them trimmed with the stubble look sported by so many men these days. He has some hairs around his aureoles which stand out on his defined chest; Zac isn't overly muscular, just very solid from workouts and paddling a canoe all summer. His abdomen is flat and sports a thin line of hair from the belly button to the top of his cargo shorts. Zac has a nice little package which fills out his cargo shorts. 

Zac had put up a sign at the GLBT Centre at the university advertising his guiding trips, and some extra business had come his way. The latest trip, which is planned to start today, is for three guys who emailed their booking. They had also said within their messages their group had not been out camping overnight before. After Zac had asked, they had sent him copies of their canoeing course certificates from the Parks and Recreation Department in the city. Zac's guiding trips included all the necessary equipment for the expedition; the participants only have to bring their personal items such as clothing and toiletries. 

Zac had all the equipment spread on the ground, double checking it when a new SUV pulled up and parked next to the little warehouse he used as his base of operations. Three very good looking guys in their early or mid-twenties got out and walked towards Zac. None of them had shirts on and Zac's eyes were already enjoying looking at their bodies. "There are three, maybe one is single" thought Zac to himself. 

"Are you Zac, our guide?" the tall blonde asked.

"Yes I am" he replied.

"I'm Nick. That over there is my brother Jon" he said as he pointed at the tallest of the three men. "And this is Aiden, my boyfriend." They all shook hands enthusiastically. 

Nick is naturally a light blonde with longer hair. He stood about 5'10", 175 lbs, and had a good firm body. His blue eyes were very clear and they sparkled when he smiled. Other than his light treasure trail and underarm hair, he was naturally smooth. Nick was wearing plaid coloured board shorts and deck style running shoes.

Aiden is about 5'11", 180 lbs, and just as muscular as his two buddies. He was slimmer than the other two and smooth everywhere on his body where Zac could see, including his legs. He was a dirty blonde who also had his hair cut shorter on the sides and longer on the top. His blue eyes were alive with excitement when he looked at Nick. He was wearing brightly coloured board shorts which drew a person's gaze to them, as well as speculation of the contents within.

Jon is a darker blonde with a short haircut of 6'2", 200 lbs. He had beautiful grey eyes. His smile was warm and sensual, lighting up his entire face when it was present. Jon was wearing board shorts as well, which hung low his narrow hips. Jon had a light covering of blond hairs across his chest which formed a "V" down and disappearing into his shorts. His shorts were riding so low the top of his groin pubic hair showed at times when he moved. His legs were long and muscular, joining at the hips as if they were an arrow pointing to the bulge in Jon's board shorts. He definitely got Zac's attention.

"Nick, it's nice to meet you, after all we never got a chance to talk other than through emails" stated Zac.

"It's great to finally talk with you too Zac. Just so you know Zac, we've all been hanging together since we were babies. Our parents were best friends and we were raised together" said Nick.

Aiden continued the story. "We went to school together, played soccer and baseball together on the same teams and even graduated at the same time. We're still at university together and have finished our bachelor's degrees, now moving on for our Masters." 

Zac asked "So what made you guys want to come canoeing? One of your emails said you had never done it before."

"Well, we saw the sign at the GLBT Center at the University and thought we would give our dream a try" started Nick.

"We have stayed in provincial and private campsites before but never in the real wilderness" replied Aiden.

"We have talked about doing like this many times and the opportunity presented itself, so we jumped at it" Jon said.

"That's great, so you have some basic camping experience. That makes me feel better" replied Zac. "I have been nervous about taking you guys out on the trip without some fundamental camping skills."

Jon spoke up. "I'm glad we could reassure you. I have been looking forward to this, now even more" as his eyes checked out Zac.

"You'll really enjoy this trip. The river is fantastic right now and the weather for the next few days is supposed to be real sunny and hot. I have planned the route through some of the best scenery, best fishing, and nicest camping spots so you guys have a great experience in the wilds" explained Zac. 

"That sounds fantastic" said Nick. "What do we need to do to get started?"

"Let get this equipment sorted out and you guys need to get your personal effects into the waterproof containers" Zac instructed.

Under Zac's direction, the four men sorted out the tents and cooking equipment, dividing it for each canoe. The food was dispersed into waterproof containers and one cooler as well. The ice in the cooler would only last for the first 2-3 days of the trip, but it could be replenished at a portage about the midpoint of the route where a small supply store had been set up. The supply store was actually a small rental cabin office for a dozen rustic but cute cabins, used by wealthy tourists as part of a trophy fishing package. These people usually flew in on a float plane or traveled the river on a luxury motor boat. 

Zac also grabbed some fishing rods and tackle, putting it in the canoes. He watched over the guys packed their clothing items into the waterproof containers. Soon everything was packed into the canoes, and they moved the canoes onto the beach.

"So have you guys discussed who is going to be canoe partners" asked Zac.

"Aiden and I are a team and you get stuck with the little brother" said Nick. He made a gesture with his finger and thumb approximately two inches apart, and added "My real little, little brother."

"Stop talking about yourself" Jon quipped and then stuck his tongue out him. 

Zac paused, and then replied "From the indications of his board shorts, you may not be accurate about Jon. On the other hand, Aiden's shorts seem to concave....."

Aiden stuck his tongue out at Zac while Jon made a fist and swung it forward to bump it with Zac's. 

"You are going to be a great canoe partner Zac" said Jon. 

"OK, you're in the bow, and we will trade off during the day Jon" said Zac. "This leg of the trip is short today. It will take us about 6 hours to get to the falls, where we will spend the first night."

Aiden asked "Are there going to be a lot of other canoeists out there besides us?"

"During the first part of the month the place was quite busy, but not so many now as it is the end of July." replied Zac.

"Will we get to try fishing along the route?" asked Jon. "None of us have ever done it and it looks cool."

"Yes, we should be able to catch a fresh supper each night if you want and are lucky" answered Zac. "Last thing before we launch. There's a rope attached to an eyelet on the bow and the stern, let them drag in the water when we get out there."

"What are they for?" asked Nick.

"They drag behind the canoe and are sort of like a safety line. If you fall or get thrown out of the canoe, it creates drag so it won't get far. They also give you a chance to grab it if you are in the water and pull the canoe towards you" explained Zac.

"They didn't tell us that in canoe lessons Zac" said Aiden.

"Well, it's not high tech and sort of a more traditional way to canoe" he answered. "Let's launch the canoes and head out guys."

They headed out and paddled along the shore of the bay, into the main part of the river. It is located deep in the Canadian Shield, and is fairly rough in terrain. It is a large and slow moving body of water most of the time, but there a few sets of rapids along its length. The river bank alternates between densely packed spruce trees and large areas of exposed slabs of granite rock hundreds of feet long. Some of the huge slabs of rock show the marks which were scraped into them as the glaciers moved and ground across them. While some of the granite was smooth, some of looked as if someone had dragged their fingers over wet cement, leaving long parallel grooves. It is awe inspiring to understand the glacial process causing the marks so Zac explained it to the group. 

The day was warm as they gently glided along the river. The fresh air they were breathing had a hint of natural pine mixed with wild flowers, and Nick was thinking this must be as close a person could be to heaven while still being alive. 

Aiden was listening to the cries of a bald eagle, looking up, trying to spot it. He saw the majestic bird gliding on the waves of air high above them in a large circle, and occasionally flapping its wings to maintain control. He got Nicks attention and pointed so he could watch it too.

"It's so beautiful to watch it fly" commented Aiden.

"It makes flying look so easy" said Nick.

"That's a male up there" commented Zac. "It's a good sign or omen according to the old ways to have a bald eagle watching over you like this, and it means a safe trip for us. The eagle is a very strong totem to the locals, and they are a powerful good spirit to protect people. "

"That's cool" said Jon.

"You will see something really cool in a couple of hours. There are some wall paintings high on the rock face looking over the river which people painted hundreds of years ago" said Zac.

Jon spoke up "I would like to see that." Both Nick and Aiden agreed with him. They continued their paddling in silence, the men looking all over at the beauty around them.

Zac explained the historical significance of this canoe route to the three visitors. "At one time in history, this was the route used by the "courier des bois" or the "Runner of the Woods" who were the early fur traders. These men traveled throughout the north in over sized canoes, meeting and trading with the members of the First Nations. They traded trinkets, knives and some other goods for the furs. Basically, the courier des bois were paying pennies for each fur which was worth hundreds of dollars as a finished product. They transported the furs to trading posts and sold them to one of the companies who had been granted the rights to establish a post by the Crown. The company eventually transported the furs overseas and sold them in Europe. The Europeans used the furs for such things as formal Top Hats worn by such people as Charles Dickens. Today, some of the people still rely on the income from trapping for their livelihoods, except now the furs are run down the river in motor boats and sold to different companies. We are traveling the route used for the past 300 years by the explorers."

"Pretty cool" said Jon. Aiden and nick agreed with him.

Zac had been watching Jon's back as he was paddling. His muscles rippled as he dipped the paddle into the water, leaning on it as he pulled the paddle along the side of the canoe. He could see the muscle tighten and bulge under Jon's skin, relaxing after the stroke had been completed. He liked watching Jon's muscles and skin he paddled. "He's so cute" Zac thought to himself.

He had the men kneeling in the canoe for both increased stability and balance, especially important since Zac considered the three men to be novices. This position also gave them more efficiency and strength to their strokes. Jon's ass was wedged against the little seat in the bow. The materials of his board shorts were tight, detailing the shape of the muscular mounds of flesh beneath them. The board shorts had ridden lower exposing the tops of each white ass cheek, clearly showing tan line. It's a nice sight for Zac to look at, and fantasize about.

Jon found himself really enjoying the trip, and talking with Zac along the route. He was feeling comfortable talking with Zac, and he even was beginning to feel comfortable when there was silence between them. He had noticed Zac when they first pulled up today. Jon had thought "What a body on that man." 

Finally, Jon got up the nerve to ask the big question, "So Zack, do you have a boyfriend?"

"No. I haven't been in a relationship with anyone for a couple of years. It was too hard to look or do the dating thing while I was studying for my Doctorate" he replied. "What about you Jon? Got a boyfriend back home?"

"No. I have been without one just about as long as you. In all seriousness, I've been looking for a stable man and a relationship. Not just a quick fuck. That has narrowed the field quite a bit in the gay community." answered Jon. "You're a Doctorate? In what discipline?"

"Environmental studies" answered Zac. "What Master's program are you guys going into?"

"The three of us graduated with undergraduate engineering degrees. Those two are moving over to civil for their masters, and I was accepted to environmental engineering" Jon said. 

Nick and Aiden had been paddling along the calm river behind Zac and Jon's canoe. They were listening to the conversation take place in the other canoe.

"Will you two be bumping into each other at the university in the fall?" asked Aiden.

"It could be possible because we will be in the same buildings at times" replied Zac. "I'll be lecturing in the classrooms and working in the labs starting in the fall."

"I would like it if we did Zac" Jon commented.

Zac replied a little too quickly "I'm beginning to think the same thing Jon." Then he blushed at how he had responded like a youngster. Silence returned to the four men.

Jon was thinking about how Zac seemed pretty easy to be with. He was smart, but not overbearing or obnoxious. He had a great sense of humour, as well as being easy to talk with. Jon thought to himself "I would allow Zac to eat all the crackers he ever wanted in bed, if I ever got him in there with me. I would sure never kick him out of bed!"

Aiden and Nick had been talking quietly about how hot they thought Zac was, and how well he and Jon seemed to be getting along. Unless they were misinterpreting the signals, Jon looked as interested in Zac, as Zac was becoming in Jon. 

"They seem to be getting along fairly well" Nick whispered to Aiden.

"Sounds and looks like it" replied Aiden. "I didn't realize Zac was a Doctorate in part of the field Jon wants to go into. That's quite the coincidence."

Nick replied with "Yes, it's quite the coincidence. Jon's also lucky; Zac's smart and cute." 

They had paddled for a couple of hours when Zac had them pull over for a break. After they got out of the canoes and pulled them onto the shore, Zac said "You guys need to watch the sun reflecting off the water. It will burn you to a crisp if you're not careful so maybe you guys want to put shirts on for a while, or at least lots of sun block."

"We're used to being out under the hot sun, so it's not so bad for us" said Nick

"Well it's your choice, but we better drink lots of water too, this sun and heat burns the fluid out of you" suggested Zac.

The guys drank some water as well as some electrolyte replacement. Zac dug some trail mix out of one of the waterproof tubs and passed it around for every to eat. The guys were sprawled comfortably in the shade of the spruce trees and enjoying the break. After about 20 minutes of rest and re-hydration, Zac thought it was time to get back out on the water again.

They got their canoes moving forward. They had all changed positions and now Zac was in the bow paddling with Jon in the back paddling and steering. Aiden was now in the bow with Nick in the Stern.

The day was beautiful with just a light breeze, just enough to keep the mosquitoes away from their bodies. At times, the four men chatted while paddling. At other times, they went back to silence as they made their way along the river. They all really appreciated the wonder of nature around them as they paddled. They slowed down and drifted a few times as they passed wildlife on the shore. 

They saw a large bull moose standing in the water up to his chest eating plants, amazed at the rack on his head was so big. The animal looked graceful as he dipped his head into the water to grab more plants in his mouth for eating. As they passed, the moose never stopped chewing, but he did follow the canoes with his head, watching them for any threat.

"That animal is huge" stated Jon.

"He is a little bigger than average Jon. He probably weighs about 1000 lbs, and the rack on his head would be around 90-100 lbs" explained Zac. "Could you imagine having to carry that weight around on your head?"

"Wow. No wonder their neck muscles are so big" exclaimed Aiden. "Is it true they grow a net set every year?"

"Yes, they lose them after rutting season and they start growing again shortly thereafter" answered Zac.

"They have a rutting season? Nick is rutting on Aiden all year round. He would never survive having it based on a season" commented Jon. Both Nick and Aiden stuck their tongues out at Jon. Zac started to laugh.

They stopped for a quick lunch after a couple of hours. Zac had sandwiches, cut vegetables as well as fruit for them to eat. He also encouraged them to drink lots of fluids. After a half hour, they started out again.

As they came around a slow, lazy curve in the river, Zac directed them to canoe over to the base of a set of rock outcroppings. The walls were straight up until they reached the outcropping a couple of hundred feet above them. 

Zac pointed to a couple of spots on the vertical rock wall blow the lowest outcropping. "Hundreds of years ago, someone or maybe more than one person drew pictures on the rock face. The one on the right shows three men represented by stick figures who appear to be hunting a bull and cow moose. They are using spears and are holding them above their heads as if they we ready to throw them."




The Wilderness Canoe Guide



"How did the pictures get way up there?" asked Aiden.

"We're not exactly sure Aiden. The river could have been higher back then or most likely there was a plateau for them to stand on, but a large piece of the rock face probably sheared off and fell into the river" answered Zac.

"How did they make the red and black colours?" asked Nick.

"The use of berries, fats and ash to get the black and berries, fats and some clay to get red according to the tribal elders" Zac explained. "The drawing on the left shows two groups of men who appear to be working together for a hunt. They are on each side of what appears to be a herd of buffalo in the centre. At one time, there were many woodland buffalo ranging through this area as well as woodland caribou, but they no longer are here. The men are carrying a variety of weapons, spears and bows with arrows by the look of it. It may be marking a spot where a successful hunt had taken place or there may be other reasons."

The guys snapped a few pictures of the drawings, and then continued down the river.

They continued in silence, scanning around the shores to spot any more interesting things or wildlife. 

They continued to travel down the river. They had stopped once more for a stretch and a short rest before making their final run for the campsite.

They arrived at the campsite about 5:00 pm; the sun was still very warm but now much lower in the sky. The large flat rocks they beached their canoes on were very warm to their bare feet, and the camping spot was amazing. It was at a sharp bend in the river where the far side was a gentle turn, with the side closest to the camp site had water large rocks where the water rushed over them in a waterfall. Below the waterfall, the water sped along and over partially submerged slabs of granite forming a chute and fast rapids. 

"This is incredible" Jon reflected.

"It sure is" agreed Nick.

"Let's get camp set up and you guys can try to fish. I have some lures for you to use" said Zac.

"Can we sleep under the stars tonight?" asked Aiden. "It's always something I wanted to try."

"Sounds like a plan if you guys want to do that" replied Zac.

The men got their gear up to the soft duff sound just past the rocks and set up camp. Zac rigged a tree sling a safe distance from their site.

"What is that for" asked Jon.

Zac answered "Before we go to bed, we put the food supplies into the web sling and pull it up and out of the reach of animals like bears, wolves, coyotes, cougars, lynx or tigers."

"Tigers? There are tigers out here?" Jon asked with alarm. Although Nick and Aiden hadn't said anything, their eyes and mouths were both wide open with having heard Zac's words.

"Got ya" smirked Zac. "No, there are no tigers out here but the rest of them are. They don't bother us much except if they smell something interesting. The bears are really about the only animal that will come this close to the scent of man for free easy food."

"Wow" stated Aiden.

"You do this all the time. Don't you ever think you need a gun to protect yourself and your group?" Nick asked.

"Normally, you don't need a gun. I have bear spray in case they come too close but I rarely carry a gun. If there is a problem with an animal, I let one of the locals know and they track it until they can shoot it. They keep it and use all the parts for various things. I have carried a high powered rifle at times when an animal has been known to cause problems, but it is pretty rare. I do carry a handgun in case someone on the trip pisses me off on the trip though."

"You're kidding right?" asked Jon with concern.

"Yes, I'm just pulling at your chain Jon. I just use the handgun if someone gets injured. I finish them off so they are not in pain" replied Zac with a straight face, a moment later he was smiling.

Jon was standing there with his hand on his dick. "Don't pull my chain any more Zac. Pull this instead" he said with a big smile.

"That's subtle, real subtle Jon" laughed Nick.

"If that was a fish, we would through it back in the river for being too small" said Zac. "Maybe we better do it anyways, right guys?" Aiden, Nick and Zac grabbed Jon and dragged him to the river. He made a fairly large splash as he hit the water.

When he had surfaced, Zac said "Be careful Jon, the fish have been known to bite a guy's penis because they thought it to be food." 

Jon sprung out of the water with his hand cupping his crotch. "You serious or you fucking with my mind again" he asked Zac.

"Go back in and find out Jon." Zac let out one of the most evil laughs he could muster. Aiden and Nick were almost rolling on the ground they were laughing so hard.

"Assholes" mumbled Jon. "And to think I was beginning to like you Zac."

Zac rummaged through one of the bags they had set on the ground and brought out some towels and biodegradable soap. "Would you guys like to wash up in the river? Over there it's shallow and the slabs of rock from the shore extend out into the river so the water is warm."

They walked over to a shallow area, finding a rock which was above the surface of the water and put their towels on it. They were soon were soon using the safe soap to wash their hair and bodies. Zac surprised them by moving towards the shore, pulling his shorts off, folding them and placing them on the bank. He turned around and realized the three guys had stopped their washing to look at him walking back towards them naked.

"What? You guys never seen a naked guy before?" asked Zac with a smile. Zac now stood in his naked glory and although the groin area was a lighter colour than the rest of his body, there were no defined tan lines. His cock was 4" long and hanging over a set of nice low slung balls.

After a pause, Jon answered him. "Not as good looking as you Zac."

Aiden commented next "And we didn't have to put bills into your G-string as incentive for you take everything off."

"He folded his clothes Aiden. You see how he did that" laughed Nick. "Maybe I should upgrade to a boyfriend model that can do that?"

Aiden splashed him then stuck his tongue out at Nick.

"Thanks guys, I think. You guys are all pretty hot looking too, Jon" he replied. Zak used his hands to splash water onto his hair and the rest of his body. He grabbed some soap and started to wash his hair.

Aiden and Nick moved towards the shore. Nick's cock flopped into the fresh air as the shorts were pulled down. He had a nice blond bush over top of a 3-4 inch uncut dick. He had some tan lines but it was obvious his groin area had been exposed to the sun in recent time.

Aiden pulled his shorts off next, exposing a hairless uncut cock about 4 inches hanging over two large balls. He was white around his groin, very definite tan lines. He folded his shorts and carefully placed them on the bank. He then stuck his tongue out at Nick again.

"You shave Aiden?" asked Zac. 

"Started doing it when we were swimming in high school and just continued it" replied Aiden as he reached and tugged at himself.

They joined Zac and started washing themselves in the shallows. Aiden looked over at Jon. "Are you going to join us?"

"Can I do it later guys?" asked Jon with his hands in front of his crotch.

"Little brother needs help Zac. I bet he got hard-on checking you out" said Nick with a smile.

"Did not!" pleaded Jon, keeping his hands over his package.

Zac walked up to him and looked directly into Jon's eyes. When Jon seemed to relax a bit, he quickly reached and pulled Jon's shorts to the ground. His 8" cock sprung up with its big purple head front and foremost.

"It's got a mind of its own" explained Jon. "But it does have good taste, in more ways than one."

"Zac, I've never had to accuse Jon of being subtle" Nick chuckled.

Zac laughed but continued to wash his hair. Soon, the four of them were finished and moved to the shore. The naked men lay on the warm rocks to dry in the sun.

"Anyone hungry" asked Zac. The three men nodded their heads. "Let's try and catch supper." They put their shorts back on and headed to the campsite.

Before they went fishing, Zac showed them how to cut up some potatoes, onions and carrots into tin foil pouches and bury them in the coals of the fire. Zac took them over to the equipment and outfitted them each with a fishing rod, attaching a lure to each. He showed them a couple of spots, one just past the waterfall and one above it. Zac showed them how to cast the rod and slowly reel it back in. He got a bite during the demonstration, and was able to show they guys how to set the hook to reel the fish in. It was a four pound Northern Pike. Zac got the hook out and threw the fish onto the bank. He gave the rod to Jon to use.

Aiden caught a nice one next, and they kept that one for dinner too. It was his first ever caught fish and he was dancing on the river bank like he had won the lottery. Soon, there was six large fish on the shore when Zac told them they had enough. 

Zac showed them the teeth in the fish, suggesting they could do a number on someone's penis in the water. He explained what was locally called a jackfish was distantly related to the shark. The three men didn't know if was telling the truth or pulling their chains again, but said nothing. He cleaned and filleted them on the shore. At camp, Zac helped them to bread and fry the fish. They dug into the food with gusto.

"That was fantastic" stated Aiden as he leaned back on a log feeling full and content. 

"Let's get supper cleaned up and then its relaxation time" said Zac. 

"OK. I am the one going to address the elephant in the campsite" said Aiden. "Were you yanking our chains about the fish thing?"

"Those fish actually have been known to pull ducklings and goslings down under the water, swallowing them whole and they are a freshwater fish related to saltwater sharks" explained Zac. The three guys unconsciously moved their hands over their crotches.

"Do you remember the size of the minnows in their guts when I was cleaning them?" The guys nodded their heads. 

"Well, no one here but Jon has any worries about their penis being mistaken for a small worm or minnow. It's a myth they go after live humans" explained Zac as he made yanking motions with his right hand and arm.

Jon spoke immediately "Asshole. Just when I thought I liked you Zac." Zac, Aiden and Nick were all laughing hard while Jon was acting like a pouting kid.

A short time later, the dishes and food had been cleaned up and stored away. 

Nick and Aiden got up, holding hands. They told Zac and Jon they wanted to go for a short walk along the shoreline, probably sit near the small waterfall.

Zac was moving the food supplies into their containers, placing them near the food cache. He returned to the fire and sat. Jon left, telling Zac he was going to use the outhouse which was located towards the back of the camping area. Many of the regular camping sites had wooden outhouses built to try and encourage the campers from leaving an uncontrolled minefield of fecal matter piles throughout the sites.

After Jon had left, Zac got up with the idea to check on Aiden and Nick. They had been gone for a while and he was worried about them being city people in the wilderness. He really didn't want them to get lost or hurt out here. 

Zac had been taught how to walk through the forest quietly by the elders, and now it was something he did all the time quite naturally. Zac came across them on the shore below the waterfalls, frantically making love. Aiden was on his hands and knees, knees spread and ass up in the air. The scene before him was so hot, so he moved behind a couple of bushes to prevent them from seeing him while he was spying. Zac clearly saw Aiden's hard cock swinging in rhythm from each thrust Nick made into his ass. He also heard Nick grunting as the big cock was buried to its depth inside him. 

Aiden's head was hanging down for a few thrusts, and then hyper-extended upwards with his mouth wide open and tongue licking around his lips in absolute delight. His eyes were closed tightly, cutting out everything which might distract him, allowing him to concentrate fully on the sensations he was feeling. Aiden was concentrating on feeling the large, hard cock as it was sliding through his asshole to a point deep inside him. He could feel the warmth radiating from Nick's hard dick, and loved the movement of the over sized head of the cock being pushed and pulled through his tight ass. 

Nick was feeling naturally high as he was plunging in and out of Aiden. He had wanted his boyfriend so bad all day, almost giving into his urges earlier when everyone was naked while having a wash in the river. He had wanted to make love to Aiden so badly and he had found himself constantly hard since their wash time. He knew Aiden had been feeling the same way as soon as he had pulled his shorts down to suck on that delicate, yet solid, piece of meat. It didn't take long to be buried deep within his boyfriend, making love. Nick also enjoyed it when Aiden topped him, but Aiden preferred to bottom. He didn't argue as long as they were just making love. The sensations of Aiden's tight asshole surrounding his cock were incredible. His boyfriend was so warm and smooth inside; he loved the sensation from the extra-large head on his cock as it moved inside Aiden. He also loved it when he bottomed out deep within him, pushing against the second ring of muscle.

From his position, he could see Nick's hard cock plunging in and out of Aiden. Both of them had their eyes closed and were obviously enjoying the sensation being given and received. Zac was feeling his own manhood rising to the occasion. Watching and listening as the two men made love had brought a need foremost to his mind, and he freed his now very hard cock from the confines of his shorts. He was already oozing slick pre-cum as he took hold of it and began stroking it. The fluid and his spit worked well to lubricate his hand, as he slid it up and down his shaft. He was listening to Aiden tell Nick to fuck him deeper and harder, begging him to pound his ass. Nick was telling him he had such a tight, warm ass and how much he loved him. He watched from behind the bushes quietly as Nick moved from his knees to roll Aiden over onto his back on the sand. Moving over top of his boyfriend, he plunged into him again. Zac watched as Nick stretched down to kiss Aiden while pumping into him. When Nick was supporting himself on his arms, Zac watched as Aiden started to jack himself frantically; his head rolled backwards, eyes still closed.

Zac now had his eyes closed and was sliding his fist up and down his hard cock faster, imagining he was inside Jon's beautiful ass. His imagination, being very vivid, had created a picture of Jon lying on his back with his knees spread wide. Jon's long hard cock with the big purple head was oozing pre-cum onto his tanned stomach skin, and he was begging Zac to make love to him. He imagined Jon's tight little rose bud 'winking" at him in the anticipation of being spread wide as it was entered.

Zac closed his eyes, and he created a new picture in his mind of him lying on top of Jon, feeling their hard-ons rubbing against each other as he kissed him deeply. He dreamed of kissing Jon, continuing to kiss his way down his neck to the nipples, using his teeth to pull at them. Zac thought of what Jon's hard dick would taste like as he sucked on it, running his tongue around the big purple head and then sucking it into his mouth. He would suck it so deep his nose would be buried in Jon's pubic hair. He wanted to lick and suck on Jon's big low hanging balls too. They looked like perfect fit for his mouth. He could use one hand to play with his balls, while the other hand would be busy jacking Jon's cock, milking the pre-cum out of it.

He thought about what Jon's asshole would feel on his tongue as he licked it, using his tongue to probe into the ring of muscle. He would use his hands to spread those luscious ass checks so he could spend lots of time to lick and nibble at the beautiful little sphincter, relaxing and moistening it for entry. With his hands in that position, he could extend the index fingers to begin massaging the entry point and entering it slowly with a digit. He created a vision in his mind of his finger disappearing into Jon's entry point; moving in and out, twisting on the way out. He thought of Jon's response to the finger and imagined a second one going in. 

The scenario he created in his mind so complete he could imagine it was really Jon's love canal he was in, not his own fist. Zac wanted to say "Jon, you are so beautiful, so tight and it feels so good to have my dick in your ass. Jon I Love you." He wanted to hear from Jon say he loved Zac too. 

Zac shot his load all over the tree he was supporting himself against. He came hard, imagining he was cumming deep inside Jon. He imagined how Jon would feel as he came buried deep inside in.

Zac leaned against the tree, settling down from his climax. When he opened his eyes, he could see the large streaks of cum dripping off the bark. It was one of the largest loads he had shot in a long time. "Wow, if I did that with my imagination, imagine what he would like with the real thing" he thought. Zac milked the final drops of cum out of his deflating cock, pulled his shorts up to head back to camp. 

Before leaving, Zac observed Aiden and Nick still lying together, Nick's arms wrapped around Aiden, on the beach and basking in their after sex glow. Zac hadn't seen Jon hidden amongst the bushes further into the forest.

Jon had just finished blowing a load as well. He had been watching Zac at a distance from between the trees, but close enough to see Zac's hard cock as he jerked off. When Zac came, Jon had shot off soon after. Jon was wishing it was his ass Zac was pounding, and not his fist. He wanted that big cock of Zac's up his ass. He headed back to camp after pulling his shorts up.

The sun was dipping lower by now casting shadows from the trees. Aiden and Nick were sitting on the ground leaning against a log bench next to each other. Nick had his arm around Aiden who was resting his head on Nick's shoulder. 

Across from them, Jon was leaning against another log bench, his knees bent. He was sitting there shyly, stealing glances at Zac who was leaning against another log, his arms stretched out in both directions along the log.

The four men were sitting and staring at the fire as it burned; the flames dancing as it consumed the wood. 

"So this is canoeing" said Nick.

"We should have started canoeing years ago" added Aiden.

They sat in silence, being hypnotized by the fire, each alone with their own thoughts. Zac soon noticed their heads bobbing from being tired from the day they had.

"Let's roll out the sleeping bags and hit the hay" suggested Zac. The guys got up, laid out the foam underlay, and spread the bags out on top of it. It wasn't long after they lay down, sleep had claimed them all. During the night Jon had moved in and against Zac, being spooned. Zac had even wrapped his arm around Jon, pulling him tight while dreaming about how good it felt to be holding someone again.

The four awoke in the morning to the sound of birds chirping their merry songs all around them. Zac got up first and started a small fire for coffee and breakfast. When the fire was going, he headed out into the bush to empty his bladder.

As he returned to the campsite, Zac heard Aiden speaking from under the sleeping bag which he had pulled over his head. "Is there a volume control for those birds?"

Zac laughed at Aiden. "Nope. They sing at the top of their lungs every day."

A sleepy voice was heard from another bag. "I thought nature was nothing but silence" commented Nick.

"Nature is full of sound, but no one ever stops to listen to the beauty of it" replied Zac while he poked at the fire.




The Wilderness Canoe Guide



Jon crawled out his sleeping bag and stood while stretching. Obviously he had a morning hard-on as his shorts where tented straight out. The problem was emphasized when he stretched backwards.

"Careful Jon, you may poke someone's eye out with that thing" Zac commented.

Jon ignored him as he stretched. "It needs stretch first thing in the morning too." He returned to a normal standing position and asked "Anyone want to help it stretch?"

"Subtle as usual" was heard as a mumble from one of the sleeping bags.

"Coffee is almost ready guys" said Zac.

"That's next on my morning list after a piss" Jon said.

When Jon came back from his trip to the bushes, he helped himself to a cup of coffee and sat on the bench. He was using two hands to hold the cup as he sipped from it. "Good stuff Zac" he commented.

Aiden and Nick were both up and stretching by now. They had the same problem in their shorts Jon had earlier. They wandered off to the bushes to deal with their morning needs.

After each had drunk their morning coffee, Zac got breakfast started. The bacon, eggs and oatmeal disappeared quickly. After rinsing the dishes, they packed and loaded the canoes.

Jon was paddling in silence. He may be quiet but his mind was working and in deep thought. "Am I falling for Zac?" he kept thinking. He began to realize his masturbation session was pure lust, but was now acknowledging something deep inside of him. Jon realized he had been lusting after Jon from the moment he had met him, but now he was beginning to feel something different as he got to know him. He had felt comfortable being spooned by Zac last night, and even better when Zac had responded by wrapping his arm over him and pulling him closer. It had been a long time since he felt something like this about someone else. He thought some more and realized "I have fallen for Zac. But would he ever be interested in me?"

Nick was thinking about Jon and Zac as well. He liked Zac, and was beginning to think of him as a friend who he would like to continue associating with after the trip. He had seen how his brother and Zac had seemed to be connecting and hoped it would work out. Nick also thought about Aiden and how it nice it was for them to be doing something like this canoe trip together. It was something the two of them would remember for the rest of their lives. Maybe it should become an annual event for the four of them.

Aiden was sitting in the canoe with a hard-on and wanted to masturbate or have Nick's lips wrapped around him. "Dam it! The fresh air is making me hornier than even Nick" he thought. He tried to concentrate on his surroundings so his dick would settle down.

Zac was looking around at the river and shoreline, comparing the landmarks with those imbedded in his memory. They were slightly ahead of schedule for the current leg of the trip but that could change real quick if they got side tracked or something unexpected occurred. Jon didn't know Zac was thinking the same things he had been. Zac's mind wandered to thinking about Jon, and how he was feeling something deep inside for him. It was an awaking he hadn't felt for a long time, something which had disappeared the day his boyfriend had been in the accident, closing himself off and diving into his studies. He enjoyed Jon's sense of humor, his personality and his happy go lucky disposition. Jon seemed to be a sensitive person too with a touch of shyness at times, which he over compensated for by being the class clown so to speak. Zac began to feel warmth growing in his heart. It was a feeling he thought he had been incapable of anymore, but now realized he had been wrong. He was falling for Jon, in a big way.

Soon they spotted a big black bear and three cubs foraging for food by flipping and tearing apart rotten logs with their claws. A couple of times, they seemed to find something as cubs were chasing and eating something. When they weren't eating, the cubs would be playing with each other similar to kittens at home in the city. They would pounce on each other, wrestle around and then chase each other before starting it over again. A sound similar to a "bawl" would be heard every once in a while when one was bit a little too hard by its sibling. They took pictures of the animals as they played.

Continuing down river, there were a few of the locals who Zak knew went by in their boats. The boats were either filled to the gunnels with family members or it was a lone male; there was nothing between those two extremes. They all waved at Zac as they passed by.

They took a short break, getting out and stretching their legs. Aiden decided to lead them in a set of stretches and on completion, they did feel better.

"I may have to make that part of my trip procedures Aiden. It was a good idea and I do feel better after doing it. How are you fat old city guys doing?" asked Zac. They guys looked at each other, at Zac, and then each other again. It was as if they had sent a message telepathically when they all started towards Zac at the same time. The overpowered him, and threw him into the river.

Zac swam around a bit in the river before getting out.

"You're an old fart compared to us" said Aiden.

"Payback is a bitch Aiden" Zac said with a twinkle in his eye. "Just remember that." They got back into their canoes and started paddling down the river further. A short time later, they passed a First Nations settlement on the south shore. 

"There are about 1,000 people in the settlement year round" Zac explained. "There are another 250 or so who live in the area at various cabins and seasonal camps. Those structures along the shore which look like the frame of a teepee are drying racks for the fish and game they catch. It is traditional to do it that way. They can wrap a covering around the structure and smoke hides or meat too."

They looked at the structures and could see what appeared to be a couple of elders teaching a group of young people how to prepare the fish for drying. The kids had seen Zac, and were waving at him while yelling his name. Zac returned the waves.

"My fan club" explained Zac with a smile. He became serious when he continued "I've spent a lot of time with the people there and really enjoyed it. They are very welcoming and hospitable when I drop in on them, even now. I did my Masters on their traditional ways and the way it retained the environmental balance. The elders were more than happy to sit and drink tea while explaining the history of the tribe and their traditions to me. We became good friends. I had to visit with them many times for more research, and get more sun dried moose jerky of course."

Jon had been listening attentively. "That sounds like a great topic for a paper. How did it go?"

"I did very well and impressed my faculty adviser with the depth, and the content" replied Zac. "When I defended the paper in front of the Board, we took twice as long as normal because they were truly interested by the information. They were both shocked and impressed that I had been accepted by the tribal elders."

"Can I read your paper sometime?" asked Jon.

"If you would like to read it, I will print a copy off for you."

"How far to the next campsite" asked Nick.

"Getting tired already older brother" asked Jon with a smile.

"I am going to smack the back of your head so bad when we get to land you little bastard" he said with brotherly love. "You are only nine months younger than Aiden and me at 23, not to mention you were an accident."

Jon retorted quickly with "Perfection is never an accident Nick. The first one is a trial run and with the second, the mistakes get corrected."

"Jon, the best part of you ran out of momma and into the mattress" Nick shot back.

Not to be outdone, Jon replied "you're lucky the night of your conception it wasn't a blow job instead of sex."

Zac was laughing so hard he had tears in his eyes. Nick and Jon were sticking their tongues out at each other and Aiden was rolling his eyes as he said "they do this all the time Zac. You get used to it."

"The next campsite is about 2 hours after we have lunch. We're going to have lunch above the rapids we're thinking about traveling through. Actually, I really want to check them out and decide if we portage or go through them" explained Zac.

"Wow! Are they big rapids" asked Aiden.

"Not usually. They can be a bit of challenge for the inexperienced but I will walk them through with you guys and decide if we can chance it."

"I'm not scared" chirped Jonas he puffed his chest out.

Zac thought for a moment and said "I am scared Jon. You guys are new to this and even though they are not big, you can still flip a canoe and get caught in the hydraulic. That's where the water pushes down deep after coming off a rock. It pulls the river water down and straight to the bottom, almost creating a hole in the water which can suck in a person if it is big enough."

"Maybe we better portage" suggested Nick.

"I'll check it out guys so no worries" replied Zac.

They heard the rapids before they saw them. The roaring of the water being funneled through a chute and dropping in elevation fairly rapidly was pretty loud. Zac didn't think it was too bad when he looked at it, but he had to consider them from the level of his clients, not his. He took the guys down along the banks and pointed out the areas which could cause a problem, as well as the routes to take their canoes through. After, the guys all stood on a rock outcropping, looking down over the river. It was quite a sight for the three city guys. They were hypnotized by the water flow and surges, over and around the rocks, almost seeming to dance as it journeyed down the river.

As they ate lunch, they discussed as a group if they would shoot the rapids or portage. They decided to canoe through the area. Zac hoped by going along with their decision, he was doing the right thing.

Zac had everyone put their life preservers on; making sure they had snugged them tight. He also showed them how to secure the loads into the canoes so they wouldn't shift, then he double checked them after the guys had finished. They got into their canoes and headed out. Nick and Aiden would go through first, following the route Zac had showed them from above. Zac reminded them to trail the rope from the stern through the rapids as a safety precaution.

The water near the top of the rapids picked up in speed as it narrowed and shot down the chute. The guys did well managing to stay away from the big rocks and cross currents. It only took a few minutes and they were through, gliding slowly near the bottom in calm water. They took up a position to wait for Jon and Zac. The two of them were waving at Jon, giving him thumbs up at their accomplishment.

"Let's do it" said Zac from the stern of the canoe. They entered the chute and started down, picking up speed while the canoe rocked side to side from the competing currents they encountered. The two of them were about half way through when a cross current caught the canoe, jarring it suddenly to the right. It wasn't much, but it was enough to catch Jon off balance as he tried to complete his stroke, throwing him out of the canoe over the left side. He landed head first in the water, but surfaced quickly. 

Zac steered the canoe towards Jon to give him the chance to grasp the gunnel or grab one of the trailing ropes to hang onto. Jon was struggling, but managing to keep his head up and above the water. The current was moving Jon downstream quickly and Zac couldn't get close enough to him as he headed towards a series of boulders. If he had still been in the canoe, they could have gone up the right side into the calmer water. But, Jon had landed in the current which headed directly towards the big rocks. Zac followed him in the canoe, knowing the dangers of him being in the stern and the canoe not being very well balanced with Jon not in the bow. He followed Jon around the first rock and towards the second. Zac was steering and paddling like a madman to keep up with him. Jon bounced off the second rock and was pulled around towards the third rock. If he could get by this one, he could float his way down to the calm water Zac thought.

Jon made it to the third rock and tried to grasp it, but he couldn't keep a grip. He was pulled around the rock, keeping tight to it. This was the worst position to be in as Jon could not avoid the hydraulic on the other side. 

Zac thought quickly and steered his canoe to the left of the third rock, jumping out of it and into the water. He swam across the currents and got in behind the rock with Jon. Jon looked tired or dazed when Zac got to him. He grabbed Jon by the life preserver collar and started to swim backwards, away from the rock at an angle. He was fighting the back current, especially hard while pulling what seemed to be dead weight and not helping at all. He reached the current which went down stream and it started to pull at him. This was what Zac was hoping for as he struggled to hold onto the collar of Jon's preserver. Holding onto Jon had been like trying to pull an anchor out of the water from a moving boat. Zac had finally pulled Jon over enough, and he was caught by the current as well. Then it got easier. Zac had no clue how Jon was doing and he wouldn't know until they got to the shore where he could look at him. Zac started swimming across the river at an angle, heading for riverbank. Between the current pushing them and Zac swimming, they made to shore eventually. 

He got out of the water and pulled Jon onto the beach, laying him flat. Zac moved quickly and keeled next to Jon to look him over. Jon's eyes were wide open and staring at him. 

"Are you OK Jon" asked Zac with concern.

"I think so Zac. My head hurts a bit" he replied. Zac pulled him up and in close for a tight hug. 

Zac had tears in his eyes as he held Jon tight. "I thought I had lost you Jon. I really thought I had lost you."

Jon had started to hug him back. "Thanks Zac. I don't even know what happened, I just remember flying out of the canoe and into the water. Sometime after that I felt a bang to my head knocking me senseless."

Zac released Jon, and leaned back to look at him. Jon had tears in his eyes as well. Zac leaned into Jon and kissed him, which Jon returned his enthusiasm. They were still kissing when Aiden and Nick arrived at the beach after beaching their canoe nearby. 

"Are you ok Jon?" asked Nick as he kneelled next to him. Aiden got on his knees close by as well so he could look at Jon as well.

"I think so. I wouldn't be if Zac hadn't saved me" he said.

"I saw that Jon" Nick replied. He leaned over and hugged both Jon and Zac. "Thank you Zac."

Zac replied "It was nothing, it's what guides do."

Jon was still looking into Zac's eyes while his brother had been talking, and he smiled. "I think I need more mouth to mouth Zac."

Zac returned his smile and leaned in to kiss him again.

"I think he is doing ok" Aiden joked. "Jon, there had to be an easier way to get Zac to kiss you."

"Ignore him Zac and keep kissing me" said Jon. Zac gave him another long, sensual kiss.

"Jon must be doing ok. He is a little cold, he's bumped his head and he still gets a big hard on" Nick said as he pointed at Jon's shorts. 

Jon moved his hands to cover himself while getting up. "Asshole" Jon said.

"Can you guys fetch the canoe and bring it back to shore?" asked Zac. Aiden and Nick were just about to get into their canoe when they saw a motor boat heading towards the canoe. The boat operator grabbed the trailing rope, and started to drag it towards them. Soon he had pulled up to the beach and jumped out.

"You guys ok?" the young guy asked.

"Yes Jimmy, we are fine. Thanks for doing that" said Zac as he walked forward. Jimmy reached out his hand and Zac grasped it. They shook by grasping each other's wrist, locking their hands tightly, and then embracing each other with their free arm. It was a greeting which demonstrated not only warmth, but a strong connection.

"Zac, it's good to see you brother" exclaimed Jimmy.

"It has been too long my brother" answered Zac.

"You swam through the rapids without me?" Jimmy asked.

"You swim through the rapids? Like in body surfing?" asked Aiden with disbelief on his face.

"Yup. Jimmy and I do it with a few others a couple of times a summer. This guy fell out of the canoe and I went in after him Jimmy" Zac explained as he gestured to Jon.

"Let me take a look at him for you Zac" replied Jimmy.

"Guys, this is Jimmy or Nurse Jimmy Nahtooney if you prefer. He works at the medical clinic in the settlement we passed" said Zac. The guys introduced themselves to Jimmy. He checked Jon over and declared him fine for a skinny little city guy. They all were happy at Jimmy's announcement, except Jon who stated very clearly he wasn't little. 

Zac and Jimmy spoke for a few minutes about various members of the community and how they were doing. Jimmy ended the conversation by telling Zac he had to get going to help his grandfather pull the fishing nets they had placed early in the morning. They hugged again before he headed off in his boat.

"You kiss me and a minute later you hug him" said Jon.

"You heard him call me brother didn't you? I was adopted by his family when I was doing my Masters, a great honour for me. We really are brothers in the eyes of the tribe" explained Zac. "You should see him naked; he has such a great ass......."

Jon's eyes snapped open like someone had let a blind loose at a window.

"But not as good as yours Jon" continued Zac with a big smile. He stepped towards Jon who was smiling as well. He leaned in and kissed him.

"I like those kisses Zac" Jon said.

"Does this mean the ugly duckling little brother is interested in the big hunky canoe guide?" asked Nick.

"Asshole" said Jon in reply. "Yes, the cute little brother is interested in the hot canoe guide."

"I want to get to know you too Jon" said Zac. "I was afraid I had lost you in the water before I even got a chance to start."

"I appreciate that Zac, but you saved me. Something I will never forget or be able to repay." Jon reached out and hugged Zac as he started to sob.

"This is good. It's the emotional release after a major event" Zac said to Nick. Nick and Aiden wrapped their arms around the two making it a group hug.

The hugged for a few moments until Jon had settled down. While they hugged, Zac quietly asked Jon "How are you feeling?"

"Better Zac, I'm feeling better now" replied Jon.

When the hug broke, Zac suggested if Jon was up to it, they should head down river to the next campsite where they were going to stay for the night. Jon said he was ready and wanted to get back onto the proverbial horse which had thrown him off so hard. Jon and Zac launched first, knowing the campsite was about two hours away. 

Just before they launched, Aiden spoke quietly. "Well, it looks like everything is going to be fine Nick. Those two appear to be on their way to something."

"We'll see" Nick whispered back. "I agree with you and we can hope Aiden. Jon really needs someone and Zac really seems like a good guy. He risked his life to save him, and then downplayed it. That says something about him."

The trip to the campground was fairly quiet. Jon and Zac did chat now and then, but they were both deep in thought about the episode at the rapids. 

They beached the canoes along the shore at the campsite. When they had stepped out of the canoe, Jon and Zac grasped each other into a hug, content being in each other's strong arms. They leaned their heads onto each other's shoulder and stood there for a moment, enjoying the feelings. Zac moved his head and kissed Jon's neck, and then his lips. Jon returned the kiss. They looked at each deeply, the growing flames of love seen by both in the other's eyes.