Date: Mon, 21 Oct 2013 10:57:40 -0400
From: Mike Yonge <myonge1@hotmail.com>
Subject: Making love in the Provincial Park Adult/Youth

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When I was younger ... in my twenties and thirties I would often take
camping holidays across the country, often focussing on a particular part
of the country or province.  I was living Ontario which used to abound with
fantastic Provincial Parks.  Unfortunately the park system has fallen
victim as have other areas of provincial jurisdiction to severe budget cuts
and many parks have been closed and/or neglected.

However on this particular trip and incident I was in Northern Ontario near
the town of Moonbeam.  Just to the north of the town is a provincial Park
called at the time Remi Lake Provincial Park.  It is now called Rene
Brunelle Provincial Park after a former member of the Provincial
Legislature and Minister of Natural Resources.

At any rate, sorry about the digression, I just wanted to set the stage.
The park was nicely laid out with many very nice camp sites, with a real
wilderness atmosphere about it complete with blackflies, moose and
bears. (It was not unusual for the park wardens to warn of black bears in
various parts of the park and to be careful about leaving food out.)

I found myself a nice spot that opened on to the water.  There were a few
other campers nearby.  Most people at that time tended to camp in tents
more than the trailers and campers you see now.

One campsite over there was an older couple.  Just across the road from
them was a couple, probably in their mid thirties or so.  The wife was
younger than the man, I was to find out she was his second wife.  They had
with them a young lad about 14.  He was the only one that seemed like he
wanted to be there.

The wife was one of those whiners.  The flies were bugging her, it was too
cold, she didn't like sleeping in a tent.  And so on and so forth..  The
husband tried to soothe her but there was no pleasing her.  They had been
there one night and had planned on a weekend from what I could gather from
the conversation. I must have arrived some time after they had the same
day, getting there in the early evening.

I gathered `she' was not thinking that she wanted "another night like that
again" The husband finally said that after breakfast he would take her into
town (meaning Kapuskasing a few miles west of Moonbeam) and home where I
presume they lived.

This conversation they had while the boy had gone to the bathroom.  When he
came back his father took him aside and explained the situation.  The kid
was obviously upset.  "but you said the whole weekend!"

"I know son but your mom.."  at this the boy cut him off.

"She is not my mother dad and she doesn't care about me"

"Cheryl then, she just isn't the camping type.  I'm going to take her into
town for a while today.  You can stay here is you like, and we'll be back
later this afternoon"

"You're going to come back and we can go fishing later?"

"You bet son."

The lad sighed.

"Why don't you get some water son, and I'll get some breakfast going okay?"

That was a cue for me that I wasn't going to let slip by.  I am gay and I
really like young lads about 13 or 14.  Usually too scared to do anything
about it but to me they are man at his perfect state.  Those young sleek
bodies, hormones at their peak, cum flowing at will.  You can't get better
than that.

I was younger at this point myself in my late twenties and my hormones
while having simmered down some since that beautiful age were still in fine
working order and the lad had stirred me some.  When I overheard that his
dad was going to leave him alone here, I knew this had possibilities.  So
as he left with his bucket, I grabbed mine and followed him, getting to the
spigot just as he started filling his bucket.

He looked at me as I arrived.  He was not looking very happy.  A good
looking young lad though.  Smallish but well proportioned.  While his
step-mother complained about being cold he was in a nice fitting T-shirt
and snug shorts.  This was before the time of those horrid things that kids
wear now that hide any evidence of life below the waist.

"Hi" I said "You here for the weekend too?"  I had decided if he was going
to be around for the weekend so would I.  He didn't need to know that my
original plan was only one more night, before moving on.

I made a mental note to go to the park gate to extend my stay if necessary.

"Yeah, if `she' lets dad" he answered with a tone of disgust in his voice
as he said "she"

"You mom not a camper?"  I commiserated wit h him

"She's not my mom" he said firmly "She's dad's wife, my mom died"

"I'm really sorry to hear that, it must be tough on you."

"This was s'posed to be weekend just dad and me at first but then `she'
decided to come along too.  But now she hates camping and wants to go home.
She's spoiled the how weekend."  He was clearly annoyed.

His bucket was full and he struggled to get it out of the way.  It was too
heavy for him to carry and he made to pour some out but I stopped him
touching him lightly oh the arm.  "Let me fill mine up and I'll carry them
both back.  No sense in you making two trips right?"

"thanks mister"

"No probs man.  So she is going back home but your dad is coming back to
camp with you isn't he?"

"Yeah but I know he will not want to stay the whole weekend and he is going
to spend the day with `her' and I'm going to be here all alone."

I smiled sadly at him He was working himself into a lather.  I winked at
him... "after they leave" I whispered "come over to my camp and we can
spend the day together.  I don't have a canoe but I have a 4 man dinghy we
can have some fun if you like."  Then I added "It'll be our secret" I
winked again hoping he would pick up on that I would prefer he didn't tell
his folks.

He winked back and picking up both buckets we walked back to campsites.
His dad thanked me for helping his son, "Saul" he called him

"So you guys here for the weekend ?"  I asked innocently

"Well that was the plan but my wife is not really the camper type so I'm
taking her back to town.  I should be back by this afternoon."

"So you leaving Saul here?"

"Yeah he'll be alright.  He likes camping, when I come back we'll go
fishing."

"Well I'll keep an eye out for him if you like"

He looked at me then smiled "that would be good thanks, just don't let him
pester you.  I should be back mid afternoon"

"no probs" I said "I'm sure he'll be alright, I'll be here if he needs me"
With that I turned and headed off to my campsite and made my own breakfast.

You have to understand this was the mid 70s, Canada, and Northern Ontario.
There was not nearly the paranoia and fear that children would be molested
as there is today. Especially young lads about this kid's age.  People
thought about molestation more in line of 6 and 7 year olds, mainly girls
and only in big cities.  I know, I know it didn't make sense but that
seemed to be the mentality back then.

Anyway as I prepared and then ate my breakfast, I would look over every now
and then.  Saul had placed himself on the picnic table so that he was
facing me.  At one point as I glanced over, he was looking at me.  I
smiled, waved and winked at him.  He smiled back.

About a half hour later, I could still hear the sound of his Dad's car in
the distance, he was over at my campsite.  I had a fire going.  He sat down
on the picnic table.  So I got up . "Sit here by the fire" I said "I have
another chair in my car" I went over, opened the trunk and pulled out a
second camping chair ... more of a lounge type of fold-up chair, that was
in vogue back then.  They weren't very compact but they were great at a
campfire.  He had settled into the other one giving me the opportunity to
put my chair as close to him as I felt safe.  It was a small fire so we had
to sit close.

"So you Dad said he'll be back this afternoon?"

"Yeah but I bet `she'll' keep him there as late as possible." He muttered
"She always wrecks everything"

I put my hand on his leg, patting it.  He didn't respond much at all, which
was a good sign for me.  "Well we'll have a good time today.  I'm Cam by
the way and I think your dad called you Saul Is that right?"

He nodded

Well once it warms up a bit we can get into our bathing suits and go out in
the boat .  Do you swim?"

"Yeap I take lessons. I'm up to 50 lengths now non stop."  He said with a
proud tone in his voice.

"Wow that's great!  Well we can take the boat out into the lake a bit and
then row it over to Phipps Point, I hear the beach is pretty good there."

"That sounds good" I could see he was getting out the doldrums brought on
by his parents.  We continued on just chatting over nothing for a while,
but not without reason.  I wanted to get to know him and to instil in him
some sense of confidence and security being with me.  I wanted him to trust
me so that when I suggested anything to him he would trust me enough to go
along with it.

I figured I had a 5 or 6 hour window with the boy, and I wanted to get into
his pants well before then.

A little while later, the sun had warmed up enough that it was getting
comfortable.  I got up and said.  "So would you like to go out in the boat
for a bit and maybe check out Phipps Point?"

"Yeah sure!" he said .

"Ok why don't you get your trunks on and I'll do the same and I'll get the
motor on the boat and we can putter about for a while."  My dinghy was not
one of those play in the water things that get punctured at the slightest
twig or rock.  This was a Dinghy that was promoted for hunters and
fishermen alike with sturdy semi-solid bottom and a motorboard that you
could put a small motor on.  I used a 4 hp motor on it and that worked just
fine for me.  It wasn't fast but I wasn't in a hurry, at least not with the
boat.

I changed in to my trunks which were not bikini trunks but snug fitting.
Back in the seventies they didn't have the baggy things guys wear now that
reveal nothing.  Bathing suits then made a pretty good show of a man's
package.  Mine was no exception and neither was Saul's.

As I saw him coming toward me from his campsite in just his bathing suit
his t-shirt and towel slung over his shoulder, I could see he was a fine
specimen of a young lad.  He was packing a respectable bulge for a kid his
age.  I felt my own meat swelling as I looked him up and down.  This kid
was nicely tanned all over ... well I did wonder if it was all over.  His
young hot body clearly benefitted from his swimming.  He was well muscled
in the right places...at least the places I could see.

I had my sunglasses on so I could gaze on this young man freely without him
or anyone seeing my eyes roving.  I also could see what he was doing as
well.  I could see him scanning my body as well, his eyes resting on my
bulge for more than might be considered socially acceptable.  Mind you I
found it quite acceptable and welcomed his appraisal of my body.  I felt my
cock swell a bit more.

"Wow" I said as he approached "That swimming is doing you good man, you
must have all the girls and I bet a few boys checking you out."

He blushed but smiled.  The look on his face showed he was obviously
pleased with my assessment.  I saw his eyes wander over my body again.  At
27 I was no slouch either in the body department.  I wasn't one of those
muscle bound jocks by any means but I kept fit and was proud of my body.  I
felt a warm glow as he looked me over.  I knew my pouch was now quite well
filed out and I saw he noticed it too.

By now I was horny as hell and it was with some control that I didn't just
take him right there... but then I would probably still be in jail now.

I had the boat tied up to a tree.  We waded into the water and I hoisted
Saul in.  He kinda fell into the boat and I put my hand to steady him and
`accidently' brushed his groin.

"Oops sorry... uh, are you ok?  I kinda dumped you in there didn't I"

"I'm ok" he replied actually giggling a little.  That was a good sign I
thought... He seemed to be neither offended nor embarrassed by my
accidental touch.

I took the boat out into the lake.  The water was a little choppy making
for a fun experience.  The dinghy sitting high in the water and having a
flat bottom also took the wake of passing boat very nicely.  I could tell
he was really enjoying the trip.

I was sitting in the back, my legs spread out on either side of him and he
was sprawled out facing me his back against the prow, his legs askew
between mine.  His feet were just short of touching my package.  It was a
great view.  He young cock was nicely outlined in his suit, with the hint
of his balls filling the bulge out behind. I was feeling very hot looking
at him.

"So" I said "You got a girl friend no doubt"

He grinned but shook his head.  "No, Dad says I'm too young for that."

"Well with that body you must have a few following you around."  I grinned
back at him.

He blushed a little .  "Yeah there are a couple that are always hanging
around" He didn't look disgusted but pretty non-committal about it...

"So you ever do anything with them?"  I knew I was pushing the limits here
but wanted to see what he would give me.

He kinds looked puzzled at me.

"Well like at a school dance or something, you know, maybe take one of them
out in the hall or behind the school..."

No1" then he looked startled then softer he said "no... dad and... well Dad
would freak out if he thought I was doing that."

Parents huh?"  I said with a smile

He nodded and kinda chuckled.

"So I guess you have to take care of your self huh?"  I said making the
universal jerking off sign with my hand

He blushed again, but nodded.

"It's ok so do I."  I added getting a look from him a look at my face and
then his eyes dropped to my crotch

"All guys do it" I said smiling, feeling my cock jump a little as his gazed
fell on it's location.

I continued on.  "Lots of guys even do it together, either jerking
themselves off with the other guy or they jerk each other off.  Have you
ever done that with your friends?"

He shook his head.  I could tell he was getting a little uncomfortable but
I could also see that his young cock was growing.

"Sorry" I said softly adjusting how I was sitting to give him a better view
(without making it look like that's what I was doing) "didn't mean to
embarrass you, it just another way to get some fun when you don't have a
girl" (as if I cared about girls)

"It's ok" he said glancing at my crotch again... I knew that my cock was
pretty hard now and must have been putting on a bit of a show... I hoped.
I didn't dare look down but I could feel the restriction of my bathing suit
on a very hard cock.

"Have you ever done that?"  He asked

"Yeah a few times when I was your age." I replied.  He was pretty much
focussed in on my bulge now.  I could only imagine what was running through
his mind.

So I continued "Another thing that I did in college one time, my roommate
and we sucked each other off.  I guess you've never done that huh?"

His eyes went wide as I said that.  He shook his head vigorously.  "You did
that?"  he asked incredulously.

"Yeah man and it was so good!  It feels really really nice." I said putting
stress on the `really'


"Really? "

"Yeah man it was fantastic..."  I paused and took off my sun glasses.  "I
could show you back at the tent later if you like" I said more softly

Saul looked at me.  He was clearly going over in his mind the whole thought
of me sucking his cock.  I could tell he was quite hard now.  He moved
himself about to get more comfortable.  But he said nothing.

I knew that I didn't want to force it at that moment.  "So you want to go
to the beach for a while?  I steered the boat toward the point.

Saul looked clearly relieved that I didn't pursue the offer I had made.

For the next hour we swam and played in the water.  I instigated a bit of
wrestling and throwing him into the water.  He responded by attacking me.
This afforded me of course plenty of opportunity for groping and as I soon
found out for Saul as well.  He quickly got into the game and I found my
cock and package being grabbed on more than one occasion.  I smiled to
myself ... `I think I have him.'

We were about 15 meters out in the water at one point.  The water was about
up to his chest.  I looked back at the shore.  The couple that had been
there were gone.  There weren't a lot of people there to begin with and
everyone I guess had gone to the other side of the point.  At any rate I
thought it is time to ask the question again.  My cock had just been
assaulted by the lad one more time.  I came up behind him and wrapped my
arms around him and then slid my hands down so that they cupped his
package.  I felt a very hard young cock in there.  I squeezed it gently as
I quietly said in his ear

"I think we both want to go back to my tent now am I right?  I know I would
really like to."

There was a pause. I rubbed his cock again through the material of his
bathing suit, feeling it twitch.

He nodded and looked up at me with a shy smile.  I was hard as rock.

We went back to the boat, dried ourselves off and as fast as I could manage
we motored back to the campsite.  Neither of us said anything in the five
minutes it took to get back.  I know I didn't want to say anything that
might make this boy change his mind.  I was so horny for him right then.

We got to on shore.  I tied the boat up securely.  Saul was just standing
there watching me.  As I stood up I glanced around and over toward his
family's campsite.  There was no car.  His dad was not back yet.  I checked
my watch.  It was only 12:30... I was hoping for at least another couple
hours with this boy.  I took his hand and we walked the short distance to
the tent.  His fingers curled around the side of my hand.  He looked up at
me and smiled.

I opened up the door flap and let him in.  "I'm just going to drop the
window flaps ok?"  I whispered.  He nodded.

All I needed was for someone walking by to look in on us.

It was warm in the tent but I didn't care.  Saul just waited for me.  He as
on his knees just sitting there.

"You know what I want to do right Saul?"

He nodded

"This will feel really good I promise.  I think you want to do this with me
right?  And I think you want see me naked too don't you?

He blushed but nodded again.

Tents are not the most conducive to a strip show but on my knees as well I
slowly undid the tie on my bathing suit.  I was now probably has hard as I
had ever been.  I slowly lowered it watching his face the whole time.

He was staring wide eyed at my crotch as I slowly began to lower my suit.
I could see he was getting aroused especially as the top of my cock came
into view... then some more.  He gasped as it sprang out at last.

"Wow" He whispered "It is so big!"

I smiled at him, pulling my suit completely off.  "Would you like to touch
it Saul?"  I moved closer to him

He didn't answer and he didn't look up at me.  His eyes were fixed on my
member.  He reached out and cautiously took it in his hand.  I moaned.
Fuck it felt so good to feel his young hand on my meat.

He stroked it a few times causing a flow of precum.  "Taste it" I said.  I
scooped some on my finger and put it on his lips.  He licked it off.

"Good eh?" he nodded "Have some more Saul" I held my cock up to him.  "Just
lick it off the end" I instructed.

He now looked up at me.  Then the magical happened. I wasn't sure that he
would do it but we bent down and licked the end of my cock which rewarded
him with another surge of precum.  I moaned in pleasure as his tongue
licked across the top of the head.

"Ohhnnn Saul that is really nice."  I paused and then added "But now I
would really like to see you."

He spoke for the first time.  "I'm not as big as you are Cam"

"You will be perfect to me Saul.  I would really like to see you and suck
on your cock like I offered... if you still want me to."

"I think I do"

I could tell he wasn't sure about this but as well that he knew he had come
this far and could not now back down.

He nodded and untied his suit.  The moment of truth had arrived.  I was
hard as rock just thinking about this moment.  He lowered his trunks down
as I had.  What sprang out was the most beautifully shaped young cock I had
seen in a long time.

It was my turn to gasp.  "that is fucking beautiful Saul" it was not huge,
maybe four and a half or five inches, but in perfect proportion to his
body.  He was uncut but the foreskin had rolled back behind the head.
There was a bead of precum just sitting at the tip.

I suddenly felt very warm.  I could feel sweat forming on my upper lip.
There was a cold stream of sweat trickling down my side.  This amazing
beauty that sat there before me.

"Uh... why don't you lay back Saul" I said my throat suddenly very dry. I
couldn't keep my eyes from his wonderful young manhood that was oozing
precum for me.

"Wow Saul " I said scanning his whole body before me "you are gorgeous and
I really want you"

I fixed my pillow for him to lay his head on.  My hand now on his belly as
it began to gently caress this magnificent body.  I could take it no more.
I got between his legs, leaned down and let his hard, hard cock slide
between my wet lips and over my tongue.  I know that my own cock was
pumping out precum as I felt his manhood enter my mouth.  It was like I was
in another world.  In the distance it seemed I heard him groaning.  His
hips bucked up and I felt his hands on my head .  I explored his piece with
my tongue swirling around it.  His whole body quivered and writhed and
bucked as I did.  It was no more than a few seconds when I heard him suck
in his breath through his teeth. His hips bucked up again forcing, if it
were possible, his cock deeper than it was in my mouth.  I heard him
groaning about "Ohhnn Cam I'm gonna ...I'm gonna..." His warning was cut
off as I felt his cock swell and then received this fantastic blast of
virgin cum coating my mouth and throat.  There must have been at least five
or six jets of his love filling my mouth.  It was amazing and delicious.

I kept sucking to make sure I got it all till he pulled me off being too
sensitive.  Then I lay myself over him resting on my elbows.  I looked down
at his angelic face that just gazed back at me in pure bliss.  I kissed him
and he did not reject it, but received me with fervour.  When my tongue
probed at his lips he opened up to me. I felt his arms go around me,
pulling me into a tight hug.  My own hard cock lay between us still pulsing
out precum.

When I finally pulled away from him I sat up and looked down at him.  "That
was so good Saul" I said laying my hand on his thigh.  "Thank you for
letting me show you"

"Ohnnn Cam that was awesome, I wasn't sure at first but that was amazing, I
want to do it again"

I looked to see his cock was once again hardening up.  Ah the vigour of
youth.  I think that is why I love kids that age so much, they can give and
give and give again

Then he added "but I would like to taste yours first"

It was my turn to lay back.  He got between my legs and looked at me as if
for permission to go ahead or instruction.  I smiled at him

"Check it out Saul touch it, hold it, then just wet your lips and let it
slide in as far as you are comfortable with.  The only thing is to watch
your teeth ok?"

As he gingerly took my quivering manhood in his hands I closed my eyes just
letting this wonderful thing happen to me.  He examined it for a few
moments slowly stroking my up and down as he had done before.  I moaned
softly.  It felt so good.  Then I felt his tongue on the tip of my cock
licking off the precum.  He muttered too himself.  "Mmmm good"

What I felt next made me almost sit up.  He apparently rather than just
sliding my cock in slowly decided to just take it all in as much as he
could all at once.  My cock felt the warmth of his breath and the
immediately after the hot wetness of his mouth.  I grabbed his head.

"Ohhh fuck Saul!" I exclaimed "Oh fuck that is so good"

He started to gag almost immediately and I told him to pull back a bit.
Once he got it to a more manageable place I could feel him exploring my
cock with his tongue.  It just felt so good to feel him working my penis.
He was holding on to the base of my cock with one hand and with the other I
could feel him examine my balls sac.  I raised my knees to give him more
access and I felt his fingers sliding between my legs below my balls.  I
just moaned in encouragement.

He started to really suck and face fuck in earnest then.  I knew I was not
going to last long.  I was groaning in pleasure.  I think part of the
pleasure of being with a young lad is the danger, knowing that what you are
doing is, at least to the rest of society ...wrong.  The fact the we were
in a park, in a tent, anyone walking by might wonder about the sounds
coming from my tent, that made it that much more exciting.  At any rate if
that was the case or not I was about 3 minutes in on his attack on my
member when I felt it coming.

"Saul... oohhhnnn Saul I'm gonna cum" I felt my cock swelling in his mouth
... I tried to pull away but I was too late.  My first two volleys hit the
back of his throat.  He coughed and pulled away... just as the next one
came.  It hit his lips and the next one his face... I was done it was so
fuckin hot to see my cum dripping from his lips and face.  I pulled him to
me.  I kissed him and then licked up the spilled cum.

He held me tight.  "I'm sorry" he said softly

"What for?"

"Well I kinda choked and well ..."

"You did fine Saul. It was amazing!  You have nothing to be sorry for."  I
kissed him again this time with my tongue.  We kissed for several minutes,
him lying on top of me in each others arms.

A while later we heard a car. Both of us lay perfectly still, listening.  I
looked at him for confirmation.

"I don't think so " he whispered.  The car came by the campsite and then
... no it continued on.  It was not his dad.  I looked at my watch it was
just after 2:00.  I wondered if we had time.

"The Hell with it." I thought.  I rolled him off me and positioned myself
between his legs again.  "You said you wanted to do it again?"  I grinned
at him

"Yeah!" he said eagerly.

This was going to be a good one.  Not as fast as the first one.  I was
going to savour it.  It was probably the last one I would get from him.

He lay back his eyes closed waiting for me to begin.  First I made my fore
finger and middle finger very wet with saliva, then I licked my lips and
let his hard young cock slide into my mouth between them.  I slide a finger
under him and found his hole, forcing it in.

He grunted but didn't object.  Deep in his tight ass I found his prostate
and began to massage it.  That did the trick!  He started moaning and I
received a good measure of precum.  I kept up the massage and finger fucked
him while working that amazing young cock.  He was so hard.

It was probably five minutes in when I heard another car coming.  I worked
harder.  He was groaning out loud now.  I put my other hand over his mouth.
I felt his cock swelling.  I knew he was close.  The car slowly passed my
campsite.  Saul came right then... Ohhhnnn fuck did he cum... it was so
good.  He was groaning into my hand.  This car passed by too as Saul
continued to flood my mouth his delicious love.

When I could get no more from him I lay back up beside him.  With arms
around each other we kissed and enjoyed the pleasure of our naked bodies.
His head on my chest he gently `played' with my cock and balls and I with
his.  It felt so good

About a half hour later we were just lying there in a sort of dream like
state.  We heard another vehicle approaching in the distance.  Saul sat up.
"It's Dad" he said almost sadly.

We quickly pulled out bathing suits on and he was sitting in one of the
lounge chairs as I was getting a fire started just as his dad pulled
up. His Dad continued pulling into his campsite and then came over to us.

"Hi Dad!"

His Dad looked at me then his son.

"We had a great time Dad... are we going fishing now?"

"No son we have to go home.  You mom wants to go to a movie tonight, so I
don't have time. Go get dressed I got to take the tent down."

My heart went out for the boy as I saw his face dropped.  He said two
things to his dad.  "She is not my mom! And you promised! "

"I know son but we can't today... another time"

Saul looked back at me.  "Thank you Cam for a great day."

He ran to their campsite.  His dad looked at me and shrugged.  He said
"Thanks" That's all just "thanks" and walked off after his son

Not fifteen minutes later their campsite was struck and loaded in their
car.  As they drove away Saul waved at me.  I waved back.

I have often wondered what happened to young Saul.  I will certainly never
forget my afternoon of making love with him in that Provincial Park.