Chapter 1

Thursday, August 9th

"Hello, the Miller residence."

"Yes, this is Jon."

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that."

"We have to cancel the trip? After planning this for a year?"

"I'm sorry to hear about your wife's mother."

I hung up the phone. "Shit!" Our Venturer Crew has been planning this wilderness canoe trip to Algonquin Provincial Park in Ontario for a year. I picked up the phone to call Justin Baer, my best friend and leader of our crew for the trip.

"Hello"

"Justin, this is Jon. Did you hear? Mrs. Ritter's mother died this morning. Our trip to Canada is cancelled. Mr. & Mrs. Ritter have to stay for the funeral and take care of her things. This sucks! We have to have a male and a female adult to go on the trip. There isn't any way we can find people to take their place on Thursday night when we are supposed to leave on Saturday morning."

"Yeah, I just got the call too. Hang on a bit. Venturer Crew 312 isn't stopped this easily. My dad has an idea, so just cool it a little. I'll call you back after my dad makes a few calls."

I hung up the phone and sat down on the sofa. Almost immediately, the phone rang. "Hello."

"Jon, its Amy. Did you hear?"

"Yes, Justin and I were just talking about it. Why don't you come over? Mom went shopping today and bought some Mint Chocolate Chip Ice Cream. We can drown our sorrows in some ice cream."

"OK, I'll see you in a couple minutes. Bye."

"See you soon." I replied.

Two minutes later Amy knocked at the door. "Come on in." Amy Holt has lived two doors down the street since she and her family moved to Paradise, Pa. eight years ago. We played together when we were kids. We share classes together at school. We can talk about almost anything. She is my oldest friend.

We headed straight to the kitchen. I grabbed two bowls, two spoons, a dipper and the ice cream as Amy sat down at the kitchen table the way we have done a thousand times before. I scooped up two big bowls of ice cream and handed one to Amy.

"After reading about the Algonquin lakes and forests for a year, after studying the maps of canoe routes, lakes, portages and campsites, we can't go! It's just not fair." I whined.

"I know. But what can we do about it?" she replied reasonably.

"I know, but this sucks. I do feel bad for Mrs. Ritter. I can't imagine how I would feel if anything happened to my parents." We quietly ate our ice cream for a few minutes.

I asked "How was your date with Fred last week?"

"It was horrible! Fred is an asshole. I broke up with him that night. His hands were everywhere at the movies. I don't know why I ever liked him."

"Well, I'll listen. You helped me so much two months ago when I broke up with that witch, Wendy. I can't believe the things she said about me after we broke up."

"Jon, you were out of line when you tried to finger her after you slid your hand into her pants at the movies."

"I know, but I thought she wanted to go further than making out. Boy was I wrong. She dumped her soda in my lap and walked out. I have never been so embarrassed. But she still shouldn't have said those..."

The phone rang. " ... things about me." I continued. I hopped up to answer the phone. "Hello, the Miller residence."

"Heh, Jon. This is Justin. Great news. My dad convinced my older brother Joe and his fiancée Barb to take us on the Algonquin trip."

"You're kidding! Does Joe know what he is getting into?"

"Oh, yeah. Joe was one of the first members of Crew 312 ten years ago, back when it was called Explorers instead of Venturers." He was there when Mr. & Mrs. Ritter started the post. He went on the first Algonquin canoe trip. He'll be fine."

"How can he get time off from his job?" I inquired.

" Joe is a school teacher. So is Barb, or at least she will be when school starts this year. She just graduated from college this spring. She hasn't actually taught school yet. Joe and Barb don't have to report to school for another three weeks, so they have time to go along with us."

"Cool. I'll tell Amy. She is jumping up and down beside me with a great big smile on her face."

"Great. I'll call Will and Katie."

"Should I call Mr. Ritter to make sure he is OK with this?" I asked.

"No, my dad already did that. Get packed dude. We're going to the wilderness! See you tomorrow." Justin said before he hung up.

"Man, I can't be believe it! We going again." I said as I gave Amy a bear hug. Her tits squished against my chest. 'When did she get those', I thought. My cock started to stir. Just what I needed.

"Heh, I've got packing to do. I'll see you later, Jon. Thanks for the ice cream." she said as she breezed out the back door.

I went upstairs to continue packing my gear. I watched TV for a couple hours and then headed to bed. Amy was still on my mind. She is 5'-6" tall. She has shoulder length blonde hair. She was developing curves in all the right places. The feel of her tits against my chest wouldn't go away.

'What am I thinking! She's my friend, not my girlfriend. I don't want to screw that up.'

My cock grew in size. It felt as hard as steel. I grabbed my bottle of hand lotion and spread some on my cock. I began to rub the head slowly. I picked up the pace and stroked my 6 and a half inch rod harder and faster. I tried to imagine what Amy's breasts looked like. The head of my cock turned a reddish purple. I exploded. Cum flew half way up my chest. Each spurt traveled a little less distance. The last couple of spurts merely dribbled out. I grabbed some Kleenex to clean up the mess. I rolled over and fell asleep.

Friday, August 10th

Mom yelled, "Jon, get up! It's after 10 o'clock."

"Yeah, I'm getting up, Mom." I took a shower, ate breakfast, and watched TV for most of the morning. After lunch I checked over the list of things to pack. For the third time. This day was way too long.

I walked down to the hardware store to get extra batteries for my Gameboy and my MP3 player. I would need something to do during the twelve hours of riding that it takes to get from Lancaster County, Pa. to Algonquin Provincial Park in Canada.

I've heard all the jokes already. 'Paradise is between Bird-In-Hand and Intercourse.' Living in the Amish country is cool, but I get tired of the all the tourists coming through. I'm happy to live here, but I was looking forward to two weeks in the wilderness. I won't have to deal with traffic, tourists, nosey little sisters or constant questions from my parents. This trip was going to be great.

After dinner, I watched a little more TV and then surfed the internet for awhile. I wasn't going to see anything like this for the two weeks. I went to my room around ten o'clock.

I pulled my Penthouse out from under my mattress. I studied the centerfold for awhile. I read a few of the letters. I thought about what Justin told me a couple months ago. He was having sex with his girlfriend, Sherry Jones. Man, was he lucky to have found a great girl like her. My cock rose as usual. I slathered hand lotion on my dick. I stroked slowly. Amy's breasts kept coming to my head. 'Stop it! We're just friends!' Man those tits look luscious. 'No!' I stroked my cock faster. My gut started to tingle. Then I exploded. 'I've got to stop thinking about my best friend this way, ' I thought as I cleaned up the cum.

I fell into a fitful sleep. I think I woke up nearly every hour. I was way too excited about the trip to Canada.

Saturday, August 11th

The alarm finally rang at 5 am. I jumped up and got a quick shower. Dad was up already. He had to take me down to the church where we were to meet for the trip. I threw my duffle bag into the back of the car and jumped in front with dad.

It only took five minutes to get to the church parking lot. Justin, Amy and Will were there already. Justin's older brother Joe pulled in right behind us. I guess the lady in the van with Joe was his fiancée. Sherry arrived a couple minutes later. It was 6 am. Where was Katie? Her dad was always late. He probably was late for his own wedding! At ten after six, the Landis family finally pulled into the parking lot.

Justin called everyone together by the twelve passenger van. Mr. Ritter rented the van so we could all fit in one vehicle for the trip up. Justin introduced Joe to Will, Amy and Katie. I had met Joe before. Then he introduced Joe's fiancée, Barb Williams. Barb was 22 years old. She had long brunette hair tied in a pony tail. She looked great. She was about 5'-8". I could see why Joe fell for her. If only I was a little older.

Justin's voice brought me back to reality. "Barb, I'd like to introduce you to Jon Miller. Jon is the quartermaster for our crew. He is responsible for keeping track of all our food and equipment." I nodded in response. "This is Will Henry. He just joined Crew 312. This is his first high adventure trip." Will shook hands with Barb. She looked over the fourteen year old boy. Will is tall for a boy who would soon start ninth grade, but quite thin.

"This is Amy Holt. Amy this is my brother Joe's fiancée, Barb Williams." Justin said.

"Nice to meet to meet you." Amy replied.

"This is Katie Landis." Justin said as he indicated the 5'5" blonde.

Katie shook Barb's hand and said "Hi."

Justin continued on, "Katie is turning fifteen while we are on the trip." Justin turned to the group. "Well, let's get loaded up gang and get out of here."

Everyone grabbed their packs or duffle bags and threw them in the back of the van. We loaded up. Justin, Will and I grabbed seats in the back. Amy, Sherry and Katie sat in the middle. Barb sat up front with Joe. The moms in the parking lot waved good-bye as we pulled out of the parking lot.

The early departure time and lack of sleep soon caught up with all of us. I probably slept about an hour. I woke up as we were crossing the Susquehanna River north of Harrisburg. I grabbed a book and my MP3 player. Time moved slowly. I glanced out the window occasionally. We continued following along the Susquehanna for hours.

We passed the "Home of the Little League World Series" sign as we passed through Williamsport. After that all you saw were trees. Lots of trees. I dozed off again.

I woke up in New York state. We passed one small town after another with farms in between the towns. We stopped at a McDonalds for lunch. Joe and Barb traded places and Barb took a turn at driving. We finally arrived at the state park where we camped for the night. After dinner at a restaurant in Niagara Falls, we returned to camp. The guys hung out at the picnic table in our campsite playing cards until dark.

I shared a tent with Justin that night. "Dude, it's too hot." Justin said as he stripped off his t-shirt and shorts. "There's no way I can sleep in a sleeping bag tonight." He lay down bare naked.

"Uh ... yeah." I replied to Justin. I stripped off my t-shirt. I lay down in my boxers. I looked over at Justin. He is 6'-1" tall. He made starting tailback as a sophomore. He is the star on our high school football team. I wished my muscles stood out the way his did. With his blond hair and blue eyes, he could have any girl in the school. He chose Sherry Jones, the prettiest cheerleader on the school.

"Justin, you and Sherry done 'it', right?" I asked.

"Yes."

"How did you convince Sherry to have sex?" I asked.

He answered, "It's a long story. I'll tell you about it some other time. I need to get some sleep."

I stared at Justin as he began to snore quietly. His cock was lying on his belly. It didn't look any different from mine, except maybe a little bigger. But it had been inside a girl. Where did they do it? How does it feel? How did Justin convince Sherry to try it? The questions just kept turning around in my head until I fell asleep.

Sunday, August 12th

Next morning, Joe shook the tent and called "Wake up, we need to get on the road. I want to get to the outfitters before lunch. Ten minutes later all eight of us had our bags packed and loaded in the van. Joe took the first shift driving that day.

The border crossing was uneventful. The guard looked at our IDs for a few seconds and then waved us through. I guess a van load of Venturer Scouts doesn't look too threatening. The next two hours of driving were on expressways. At the north side of Toronto, we turned north onto a smaller two lane highway. Houses and businesses were further apart. Soon we passed one lake after another. I wondered if Algonquin would look like this?

Around 11:30 we pulled off the road into the parking lot of the outfitters. Racks of canoes stood beside trailers full of canoes. The store was rustic looking. Small cabins lined the road between the parking lot and the lake. Every where you looked there are pine trees and more pine trees. Joe had us wait in the van while he and Barb went inside to check in with the owner.

When Joe and Barb came back he told us that the outfitter was getting our gear and food ready right now. We were going to go out for lunch to a local restaurant while they finished getting our food and gear.

After lunch the owner came out to talk with our group. He assigned us two cabins. He also introduced us to Holly. She was going take care of outfitting us today. The girls would share one cabin while the guys stayed in the other. We moved our bags into our cabins and then went inside the store. Holly directed us to a back room. The walls were lined with shelves full of food, tents, sleeping bags, pot, pans, stove and other equipment. Four tables stood in the middle of the room. One of them was piled high with food and gear.

Holly asked us to gather around that table. "Here is your equipment and food for the next eight days. I will go over the menu. If you want any changes, let me know. We can make substitutions if you want them." After Holly completed her talk, we stood and looked at each other.

Justin finally said, "Grab the eight Duluth packs under the table. Put everything in the packs. Don't worry about how it's packed right now; we'll repack back at our cabins."

We picked up the packs. These things had to weigh 60 pounds! I could barely get mine off the ground. Sherry managed to get hers on her back, but Amy and Katie couldn't even left the packs. Will and I helped the girls get their packs on. Then we picked up our packs. We all wobbled back to our cabins.

We spent half of the afternoon repacking our packs. Justin announced, "Jon will canoe with Amy. Will canoes with Katie. Sherry will be with me. Joe and Barb will be together, of course. The guys will take the stern position in the canoe, the girls the bow. Each canoe will have one pack for personal gear. Pack light. A couple swim suits, three t-shirts, a sweat shirt, long pants and a poncho are all you need."

Amy and I pulled an empty pack over to the table. We packed our personal gear in trash bags and stuffed them in with the sleeping bags and Therm-o-rest mattresses that the outfitter gave us.

As we packed Amy said, "I'm glad I am canoeing with you Jon. I know you'll take good care of us."

"Thanks. I wouldn't want to be with anyone else." I replied.

The bread, the crackers and any other food that could be crushed were put in a small waterproof barrel. The barrel then went in a pack, along with a mattress to provide some padding for whoever had to carry the barrel. The rest of food and equipment was split up among the other three packs.

We finished all of the packing around 3:30 in the afternoon. "Let's go swimming!" Justin yells. We all dashed for our cabins. The guys were changed and back out in no time. Justin ran for the dock and dove in. I followed right behind him. Will was two steps behind me. The girls came out a few minutes later. All three were wearing bikinis.

"Dude, I don't know how I am going to keep my hands off Sherry this week. She is the most beautiful woman in the world." Justin exclaimed.

"Amy looks great too." I replied.

Will just stood there in the water staring at Katie. "Dude, stop staring." Justin whispered to Will.

"Uh ... yeah, sorry. I didn't know someone who hasn't even started high school could look that good." Will stammered. He didn't stop staring.

When the girls got in the water we all started splashing, talking, joking and dunking each other. The afternoon passed quickly. I noticed that Joe and Barb were no where to be seen. As we climbed out of the lake, I noticed Joe and Barb come out of the woods. They walked up along the edge of the lake to our cabins holding hands.

We changed, and then went out to the local restaurant for dinner. After dinner, the outfitter let us borrow three of his canoes to practice on the lake. Justin, Will and I had learned to canoe at Boy Scout camp, so we had no problems handling the canoes. Surprisingly, Sherry, Amy and Katie were good at paddling, knew what a sweep and a draw stroke was. They handled themselves very well in the canoes.

"Amy, where did you learn to canoe?" I asked.

"Same as you. Girl Scouts do more than make pot holders. We learned at camp."

"Sorry, I didn't know. I think we'll make a great team out on the lakes." I answered.

As dusk approached, we paddled for the shore. After the canoes were put away, Sherry, Amy and Katie went to their cabin. Justin, Will and I went back to ours. Will and I stripped down to our boxers as we get ready for bed. Justin took everything off like last night.

"Man, don't you get cold sleeping naked?" I asked Justin.

"No, it feels great. You should try it."

"Well, I guess." I replied as I slowly stripped off my boxers.

Justin looked at Will and asked "Will, do you want to join us?"

"Ummm ... No, I don't think so. I'm fiii ... fine."

"Heh, Jon. What happened between you and Wendy near the end of school?" Justin inquired.

I cleared my throat and started, "It's a long story. I guess we have time. I took Wendy to the movies the Friday night of Memorial Day weekend. The movie sucked, but Wendy and I started kissing. While we were Frenching, I felt up her tits. After a couple of minutes, she said 'Wait a second.' She reached around the back of her shirt and took her bra off and stuffed it in her bag. 'That should feel better.' I rubbed and squeezed her breasts through her t-shirt. It felt much better to me. I thought it must have felt better to Wendy too, from the way she was moaning. I reached up under her shirt and squeezed a bare breast for the first time. I loved it. I kept rubbing and squeezing gently while we French kissed some more. After about ten minutes of this, I decided to try for third base. I moved my hand down and rubbed her tummy. She cooed, 'Don't stop.' I slid my hand into her pants to try to rub her cunt lips. Her eyes just about popped out of her head when my hand went in her pants. She jumped up, slapped my face, dumped her soda in my lap and stormed out."

"Boy did you misread her." Justin offered.

"Yeah. She hasn't said one word to me since that night. She has been bad mouthing me ever since." I answered.

"I know. It's harsh."

"Heh, Justin, where is Joe?" I asked.

"I would guess he and Barb took a quote 'walk' unquote." Justin said as he motioned to indicate quotation marks around the word walk. "Barb has been gone for the past month on vacation with her parents. She only got back three days ago. I think they are looking for a quiet place to make up for a month of lost time making love."

"When are they getting married?" I asked.

"The wedding is in ten weeks." Justin answered.

"Justin, can you tell me how you got Sherry to go steady with you." I asked.

"Well we started dating right after we started tenth grade last year. I didn't do anything special to get her to date me, I just asked. Things just felt natural with her from the first date. I used to have trouble talking with girls, but things just felt natural with Sherry. I can talk to her about anything. We dated occasionally all fall. We didn't have much free time during football season. In December, when football was over, we started to get together after school to study. At least that's what we told our parents. We spent most afternoons making out. By the end of the year, we would get home from school, strip down to our short and panties. A couple days before Christmas, she gave me the best present ever. She gave me a blow job."