were four of us, two sophomores and two juniors in college. Exams were over and
we were going to hit the road for northern Wisconsin and a week on the water.
We loaded two seventeen foot aluminum canoes on top of my car and all our gear
for a week in the trunk....we had planned wisely for this and were taking just
the necessities. It was a ten hour drive from the mid west to Boulder Junction,
Wisconsin where we pitched our first nights camp in the Birch Bark Campgrounds
along the river. The air was bracing on this second day of June...and we set up
both of our voyager tents and a huge dinning fly over the table which was a good
choice because of the frequent rain showers.
were really tired the first night after the long drive, but we prepared supper
and ate heartily and then played cards until around 10:00PM when we turned in
for the night...I barely remember my head hitting the built in pillow of my air
mattress as I slipped into my new sleeping bag.
The next morning, it
was clear and very cool...we lit the wood fire and learned right off that the
north woods required plenty of misquito repellant..we fixed a hot breakfast and
launched the canoes ladened with our gear....Rob in the bow and me in the stern
of the first canoe and Jack and Jerry in the other....we paddled north up the
river onto Boulder Lake which was choppy from the wind....on past Boulder Island
where we would stay on the way back....on east to the water fall where we had
to portage around the cascades, reloading the canoe on the other side. We had
intended to paddle on up to Upper Fish Trap Lake, but somehow in our enthusiasm
for the north woods took a wrong turn and ended up on Nixon Creek and finally
onto Nixon Lake where we pitched camp in the afternoon on the island in the center....it
was a designated camp site for campers and we were not the first to have used
it that week....but finding ourselves totally alone...we chose the best sight
we thought and pitched our tents....
We built a camp fire, and started
the evening meal....the day had gone fast and here we were facing an unbelievable
sunset and more mosquitoes. We pulled the canoes from the water, secured the to
the tree closest to our tents and took all perishables inside with us as well
as our canoe paddles....we had been forewarned that beaver would chew the handles
off the paddles to extract the salt from the perspiration of our hands. When it
gets dark in the north woods, it really gets dark...and so it was.....Rob and
I in our tent, and Jack and Jerry in theirs...each bidding one another a good
Rob and I had a battery camp lantern..and were reading a
bit....and growing weary...turnedout the light around 9:00PM....again I barely
remember my heading hitting the pillow until we were awakened sometime around
mid-night with the low deep growl of an animal outside our tent. It woke Rob and
"What is it?" he said....a city boy like me, having no great experience
with wild life.
"I don't know, but I hope to God that it isn't a
bear," I replied.
The growling sound got closer and we could hear
sticks breaking in the thicket to the outer limit of the camp site....
"Do we yell......? What do we do?" Rob asked again....
don't know....but I think yelling would only make things worse....take the food
scraps out of the box and throw them as far as you can down the path," I
He did this, leaving us with out anything edible inside the
tent...only sealed cans....We heard the foot steps move toward the hill side where
the food had landed....
"Do you think this will stop it?" he
"I sure hope so....let's remember never to bring food
into the tent again", I replied.
Our horror returned as we heard
the growling start back our way.
"Oh shit", Rob said....."It's
"Shhhhhh", I said....."listen!"
In the back ground...it sounded like a gun....then a flash of light and then thunder...and
more thunder.....more lightning and more thunder. The growling sounds and the
crunching sounds moved toward the lake....we heard a splash and then water movement
What ever was out there was leaving....then came the rain...a cloud burst and
more lightning and thunder....
"Well, I think our crisis has passed
for the time being, but lets get out of here in the morning...." I said.
I drifted off to sleep only to be shook by Rob about an hour later.....
"Rick....the damn tent is leaking.....I'm soaked....my sleep bag and
sponge mattress is sopping wet.....I thought you said this tent was in good shape",
he snorted at me.
"Well it was the last time I used it", I
He climbed out of his bag and sure enough there was
a leak on his side of the tent that went down hill toward the door and exited
in the tear in the corner......His back pack at the foot of the tent was soaked
too as was all his clothes in it....
"I have an extra sweat suit
in my back pack", I said...and handed it to him to put on....
removed the wet suit he was wearing and laid it by the stream that was flowing
thru the tent to act as a cloth dike until morning and sitting naked on my sleeping
bag, put on my extra sweat suit....
"You will have to get into my
bag with me or sit up the rest of the night", I said....
the bag open, he climbed in and faced the side of the tent that was where he had
been and I lay facing him....this was not comfortable...I asked him to raise his
head and extended my arm out and he laid his head back on the pillow with my arm
under the curve of his neck. So there I lay, with this handsome blackhaired, blue
eyed stud next to me in a sleeping back in a wet tent. In time he drifted off
to sleep. I took my left hand which was free and laid it over him...when he did
not respond, I slipped it under the sweat shirt a bit and laid it flat against
his stomach.....he was moderately hairy but not a bear....slowly I worked lower
until I had my hand in the long straigh black hairs of his pubic fur.....it was
soft against my fingers and I lightly touched his long soft dick....and then pulled
back....we had never done anything before and I was not sure he would...my only
experience with another guy up to that point was mutually jacking off with the
kid next door when I was a teenager....so here we were....what would happen next.....I
did not know...but I knew morning would be here soon...and we would have to vacate
I reached down into the his pants again...and touched
his cock....he scooted back closer to me and sighed a little sigh...I thought
he has to like the feel of it....I squeezed his dick in my hand again and felt
it start to firm up.....quickly I pulled out..what if I was wrong...it could strain
the rest of the trip and expose me to the other two guys...was it worth the chance?
I would have to think about that.
In the mean time, I laid my hand again
across his chest and snuggled up next to him...and drifted off to sleep..... FINIS