The Canadian Connection - 6

Chapter Six: Jim Joins In

When I made the return trip, I had picked up another scout leader who wanted to join the exchange program. Jim had another troop in the same town, and we had the same interests. We had met at summer camp, and had shared a camp site. Both of us had decided to share a tent and to treat the twenty boys as one troop for the week at camp.

It didn’t take long for us to realize we liked watching the boys romp and play in the camp site. We also had a tent in the center of the camp site that allowed us to see what was going on in any direction. Pretty soon, both of us knew every boy in the camp. We openly wrestled and tickled the boys and had become popular with them. It was no surprise that we visited with them or watched as they changed to go swimming. Both of us had buddies that hung out with us in our tent. Jim’s troop was a military base troop. Mine was a middle income neighborhood troop. Not a problem. I had been military. Both troops accepted our military style as part of the program.

By the end of the week, both of us had pretty much figured out that the other was very interested in boys, and liked going on nature hikes with them. Neither asked what the other was doing on those hikes, but would snidely comment on the boys who seemed to like hiking.

After summer camp, Jim and I kept in touch. We visited each other’s troop. We shared each others activities, sometimes openly admitting we liked boys in both troops.

Jim became very interested in my involvement in the scout exchange program, and wanted to get his troop involved. When I announced I had been invited to visit a friend in Ontario, he asked if he could go with me. We agreed each of us would take four boys with us, and I notified the troop in Hamilton we were coming. It would be in July.

I had asked David, my senior scout to go with me. He was tickled, knowing we would be spending some quality time together. The two of us agreed on three other boys to fill out our quota.

Jim did the same. He picked a senior scout named Steve. They picked three others. And we were off.

Each of us drove an RV that we could play around in, and still follow each other on the road. We could also either sleep in the RV or set up tents and camp out. We each had a CB radio so we could keep in touch while on the road, and the boys could chatter while we traveled.

Looking back on that trip, there could not have been a bigger match or mis-match, depending on how you look at it. To begin with, Jim and I were so much alike in some ways. Both of us were always horny. Both of us planned to set this trip up so we could play around with our boys as much as possible. Both of us was totally deceitful. Neither of us planned to let the other know any more than necessary.

Jim’s senior boy was Steve - a boy he had trained to be very sexy. He had also trained Steve to pick out three other boys from his troop that they could have fun with.

My senior boy was mentioned in the last chapter. David was as aggressive as they get. He had played with every boy he chose for the trip. Not all at one time, but he knew that each of them would fool around just to have fun. He wasn’t worried that any of them would get nervous if someone made a sex play for them.

What neither Jim or I knew was that David and Steve could or would pick up on what both of us were doing. That was our fault. Both Jim and I were proudly showing off our boys in front of each other. We both were proud of the boys we had brought along and we paraded them in front of each other. Every one of them was a hottie. There wasn’t one that either of us wasn’t pleased with.

What we didn’t realize was that David and Steve had made it clear to them that there was going to be times when the boys would be expected to show they liked us. David was mentioned in the last chapter for resolving a problem with a young teen. He was also known to be well hung and willing to prove his ability to play sex games. Steve had done pretty much the same in his own troop. Neither had done much outside their troop, and both were considered popular.

When the other boys caught on that Jim and I were into boys, they first went to their boy leader to giggle and tease that we were checking them out and were very friendly. That first day on the road was time when Jim and I got familiar with the boys as well as being as laid back about rules as possible. We let the boys know they would be expected to be on their best behavior on the road and in Canada. They would be expected to consider their leaders as friends entitled to be friendly.

David explained that what happened on the trip was between privileged scouts and their leader. Nothing would happen that boys don’t do alone or maybe with other scouts, and was to be considered fun games. But we thought we were referring to secret games within our little clique. Nothing more.

Things went just that way that first night. We stopped at an all night gas station with a camping area in back. The station had an attached wing with hot water showers and RV hookups for electricity. They offered us a free night when we told them we were headed for Canada. We purchased gas and food to let the boys stretch and relax for the night.

Both Jim and I set up one three man dome tent outside the Rvs so that three boys would sleep in a tent while three slept in the Rvs. After the boys ate and played some video games, we strongly suggested they get a shower, then some sleep. They were more interested in the showers since they had gotten bored of riding and had spent much time sleeping.

A gas station attendant got a good view of one of the boys in shorts going into the showers. The bathroom was next to the showers. Both attendants took turns going to the bathroom or checking the water and supplies in the showers. You can bet there were two very stiff dicks loving having the boys use the showers. They were all smiles when Jim and I joined the boys in the showers. The boys went to bed that night laughing and teasing each other about that. More than one had tried to hide their own young horny hard-on knowing they had been checked out by adults. Boys are a lot smarter than many give them credit for. They knew why adults were looking them over. And their curiosity makes them wonder what it’s like to go there.

David and I shared the RV with a thirteen year old named Dee. He was well developed for his age with a three inch soft shaft and balls that had dropped, but were still growing. David had slept with Dee before, and I had played around with him but not gone any further than rubbing and feeling it. He and David opened a double bed for them. I would take a single fold out bunk. It had been a long day. After nine hours of driving, I knew I needed some sleep if I were going to finish this trip.

I explained to David why I was willing to settle for the single bed this time around. We were still in just towels and skivvies. I knew David would expect me to get nude in the RV. He knew to do the same as soon as I did. Dee surprised me by doing the same. Both of them wanted to fool around a little before I turned in. David was a fourteen year old blond with a husky body and a well developed five inch shaft that he loved to share. He had a crop of darker hair around the base of the shaft, and his balls had dropped and swung when he walked. He knew he was a stud and did not hesitate to prove it. We had shared tents and games many a time for the past year. We had also shared a few friends.

Dee was aware that David and I had shared more than tents and sleeping bags. He was a thirteen year old with reddish blond hair on both ends. His balls had dropped, but still had some growing to do. There was nothing shy about him. David had taught Dee how to please him, and Dee had reacted by backing up on me when I had held him to me. That is always an indication that a boy likes you and is willing to play games with you. Dee’s red hair and freckled chest turned me on. His bubbling personality had made him a lot of friends, including David, who loved tickling and teasing him.

I came on to Dee by holding and tickling him as we played in the nude. He responded by wrestling me onto the double bed where we took turns rolling on top of each other tickling and playing with each other’s hard on. Dee knew well what I wanted from him. Once he was sure I liked him, he slid down my body, until he was at the right position. Then he held up my dick feeling and playing with my dick and my balls. Smiling at me, he slowly eased his lips down over the dick head stopping only long enough to lick it and taste it before allowing me to thrust my dick into his mouth. He held off taking only the head and a little shaft in, working me over with his tongue. Before long, he had about half of my shaft buried in his mouth, and had begun soft gentle up and down strokes. These strokes soon became longer more intense sucking strokes. I knew I wasn’t going to last long if he kept that up. I managed to turn around so we were taking in each other’s dick, and we vigorously went to work. In a matter of minutes, Dee and I had passed the no return mark. We shot off within a couple of minutes of each other. We lay exhausted on the bed. David had watched the whole thing. He watched as I reluctantly moved to my own bed and happily dozed off. David crawled in next to Dee knowing he had Dee for the rest of the night. I suspect Dee got another fabulous lesson on “how to please your lover”.

The next day, we were off to the Niagara Falls where we crossed into Canada, after spending much of the day enjoying touring the falls. Once we reached Hamilton, the boys were split up and spent several days at the home of their host family. During that time, we were shown around the area and it’s many beautiful attractions.

Then we were off to Camp Oshara. We would be staying in a cabin that housed twenty four people. The cabin was beautifully built of huge logs. It was amazingly big. There were two rows of double bunk beds in the dorm; a large lounge, a kitchenette; a large group shower room with a dozen open shower heads and an adjoining rest room. There was also a leaders room on one end that handled two men. I willingly volunteered to sleep with the boys in their room.We would be eating in the main dining room which looked gorgeous. This was back in the mid-eighties and I can still remember the camp.

Our group settled in quickly and became involved in the camp’s very active summer program. Since the cabin was crowded and the boys had already became friends, nudity was not a problem. Nothing sexual. Just a laid back sense of boys being comfortable with each other. This was probably made even more relaxed since the boys Jim and I brought with us were not uptight about being seen nude. The adults were just as much at ease. Although more than a few boys looked us over in the showers, none seemed to be shocked or afraid. They had seen adults nude before. By the second day, it was not unusual to see a nude boy come cruising past a group in the lounge heading to his bunk to dress. Some were apt to roam around the lounge wearing only briefs or boxers.

And if that were not reward enough, we were joined by abut six Oshara Canadians with a young teen leader. These boys had a light red skin. They came from northern Ontario, and were not used to hot weather. They were a little shy at first in that they kept to themselves and were quiet, but without realizing it they drew attention by wearing loose fitting short shorts while sitting Indian style on sofas in the lounge. While they chatted and teased each other, their goodies were totally on display. They wore no undies. I doubt it mattered to them. They were accustomed to being mostly nude around each other, and were not aware we were surprised by their nudity.

Their boy leader was named Kanubi. He was obviously well hung at fifteen, and did not hide it. I introduced myself and chatted with a teen that had a six inch dick hanging over a hefty set of balls that I’m sure had been used on every boy in his group. As we chatted about him and his scouts, I sneaked more than a few looks at his goodies. I’m sure he knew I was looking. He explained that boys in his tribe were free to be boys until it was time to get serious with girls. He was getting old enough to start dating, but just hadn’t got interested yet. He still liked boys. And they liked him. Kanubi was very open about his love of boy sex.

When the time came to turn in, Kanubi followed me to my bunk. The lights had already been turned out so the boys who turned in early could sleep. I took off my clothes except or my undies and slid under a sheet. Kanubi took off everything, then slid in beside me. That surprised me because the bunks were right next to each other. There was no way we could have sex without others knowing. I tried to explain that to Kanubi, but it’s not easy trying to talk to a teen who is removing your undies and has your dick engulfed in his mouth. Attempts to talk to him sounded more like loud moans of pleasure. And in fact, they were.

It was a good thing the lights were out. I was laying on my back with Kanubi busy bobbing up and down on my dick while he lay between my legs. He was a pro. He totally shoved my dick into his throat, then backed off until he was licking and teasing just the large mushroom dick head. Just when you think you’re going to explode, he would once again plunge down taking all of it in and hold it there while his throat does a dick massage on your shaft. Each time he does this, you are sure you’re going to blow a load, but instead he backs off to do it again. And your moans get louder as you try to get control, but don’t really want to. Why stop a guy who knows what he wants.

Kanubi finally decided it was time to finish off what he had started, and didn’t stop sucking until my balls let go of a huge load of cum. Then he plunged down again. This time I grabbed his head and held it still while I emptied a giant load in his throat. Again and again. He had no trouble handling me. He swallowed all I could provide, then tried to suck out my balls as well. I was forced to pull away from him. My dick head is sensitive right after I blow my load.

Tired and content, I paused and relaxed as I came back to earth after my fantastic orgasm. I guess Ididn’t come back to earth in time to realize what Kanubi was up to. He had licked a finger and had slipped it up my butt. He found the spot, then started sliding in and out. Some how, it just didn’t dawn on me that my new friend was well aware that I was loving being finger-fucked. I didn’t even know he had inserted two more fingers. I knew my hole was stretched wide, but was loving the feelings Kanubi was giving me. Suddenly, I realized he wasn’t between my legs anymore. He was laying on my back. And his dick was sliding up and down my crack. When it found the right spot, he pushed it inside. I let out a loud grunt, but a little to late. His uncut dick was wet and slick. It slipped through quickly, then began to ease it’s way in.

I know a couple of boys heard me grunt when he entered me. It didn’t hurt that much, but he had surprised me. I’m a top. I never bottom. So how come I felt like there was a long slender dick enjoying the warmth and comfort of my bottom. A fifteen year old boy had just conned me into letting him invade my inner sanctum. Not only was he in, he was gently kissing me on the back of my neck while he began slow easy strokes that allowed him to push his dick to the hilt. I could feel his balls against my buns. Kanubi was all the way in, and was probing for my love spot. When he hit it, I moaned again. It really felt great. I had spread my legs to allow him greater access to my hole, and wanted more of him. By the time, I had started coming to my senses, Kanubi was plowing through me lke a locomotive rounding the bend. An Indian boy with a dark red uncut dick about six inches long was trying to make me have his baby - and I was allowing it. There was no way I was going to make a fuss in an open dorm. Besides, I was impressed with the skill this boy had shown. And I was as tickled as he was when he plunged in as far as he could go, then whispered louder than he should have in my ear “Here it comes!” He shoved his dick in hard, then held it there for a moment while it spewed it’s load. He did that several times. I knew he had just shot a load of cum up my butt, and was in a dream world of his own.

As Kanubi came back to earth, I had plans of my own to take care of. My own dick was hard as a steel spike and needed some attention. I smeared some lube on it, then rubbed some on a finger that had no problem entering his backside. By the time Kanubi realized what was coming, I was working that finger in and out of his hole. I also had him on his tummy underneath me. If he objected, he didn’t show it. He got into a comfortable position and let me have at it. It was my turn to top. He moaned as I slipped the other two fingers in and stretched him. Then he clutched a pillow as I slid a long hard anxious seven inch thick shaft slowly and gently up his well experienced hole. Once I had bottomed out, I started my rhythm. I probably could have gone a little slower, but it was probably a matter of pride. I needed to let him (and me) know there was a penalty for screwing me. Still, I had actually enjoyed it. Nontheless, I plowed him with a passion. He responded by moaning Indian words and expressions only his boys could have understood. It didn’t take long. He worked my dick and I humped him vigorously. All to soon, I was pumping a load up his butt, and loving it. He rocked back and forth on the mattress as I rammed home, pausing each time to shoot another load deep inside him. I’m sure I was grunting, but probably nothing you could make out. Just primitive animal sounds. Maybe just macho grunts. Then the two of us dozed off exhausted, but happy.

When I woke the next morning, it was to the sound of voices and activity of others getting up. Kanubi was gone. Daylight filled the room. I slid out of the bunk, only to realize I was completely nude. I quickly searched the bed for my undies. A few boys giggled and tried to get a look. They were boys sleeping near my bunk. I wondered how much they had heard during the night.

Before I headed off to the urinals to relieve my bladder, I saw Jimmy climb out of his bunk. Then Steve climbed out of his bunk. Steve ran off quickly in his tighty whiteys to pee. Jimmy smiled, then asked if I enjoyed myself during the night, adding that I seemed to be having a good time. The two of us rushed toward the urinals. He knew I wasn’t going to answer his question. I just smiled at him.

Not much was said that morning. At least not to me. I’m sure there were comments among the boys, but was amazed that none of them mentioned anything to the adults. I had waited nervously expecting the worst.

After lunch, Kanubi and several of his boys asked if I would go with them on a trail hike. The boys were giggling. Kanubi winked, then added they wanted to show me the camp. It was obvious he had talked the three boys into some mischievous fun and I was invited. I followed them down a camp trail away from the camp until we entered a clearing with a table in the center. It was an empty camp site.

Kanubi and his boys were wearing scout shorts and a camp tee shirt as was I. It was the standard camp outfit. Kanubi opened and dropped his shorts, then removed his tee shirt. The boys followed him. As usual, none of them was wearing undies. I was suddenly staring at four nude Indian boys. They waited as I got naked. The boys wanted to check out my “funny cock”. I was the only cut dick in the group. They were not all that impressed with the size. They had seen nude men before. And each boy wanted to fondle and stroke it. All of them had pretty much started puberty. All had fuzz at the base of their average sized shaft. All of them stroked or fondled their toy. They knew why they were there. They weren’t shy about being nude in front of Kenubi or each other, but weren’t to sure about what to do next - or with whom.

Kanubi solved that problem quickly. He chose a boy he liked and sat the boy on a bench at the picnic table. Then he pointed his dick at the boy’s mouth and waited. The boy grasped it and pulled it toward him, taking it into his mouth to pleasure Kanubi.

I motioned for the two remaining boys to sit next to their friend on the bench and take turns doing the same for me. No problem. I couldn’t believe what was happening. But then, I couldn’t believe the night before when Kanubi had slept with me because he wanted to. He explained that his group didn’t know what to expect from this summer camp with us until we met. The Indians lived by different rules than other Canadians and felt looked down on. He had bonded with me and liked me. He knew somehow that we liked the same things. He had told the other Indian boys he trusted me. That was good enough for them.

While Kanubi was explaining why we were here, the three boys all got a chance to suck on a white dick. I was still trying to believe I was getting so much pleasure from three boys I didn’t even know. One lucky boy was sucking away when I blew my load. He not only swallowed it, but held on till I pulled free. By this time, I was also blowing one of the boys. Kanubi had taken one, laid him over the table, and was buried to the hilt in his butt. The boy moaned comfortably as Kanubi humped him. As soon as I could recover from my orgasm, I was also offered a butt of my own. The boy had found his place over the table. Another boy used saliva to lube him up. That was all it took. My wet dick had no trouble sliding in, and I knew what to do from there. We switched around so that all three boys were included. All three got all they expected although I felt really exhausted by the time we were done. There was no kissing or foreplay involved. The boys were simply playing a naughty game. They loved the game, but didn’t consider they were gay because they would soon start dating girls as was expected of them. Some would still play games, but most would not.

I spent that night with David, but introduced him to Kenubi the next day. We agreed to include David in our next games in the woods. Kanubi set it up and we met him at the clearing. The three of us opened things up with a three way blow job which the kids loved. I blew David who blew Kanubi who blew me. Once all three of us had shot our load, David buried his dick in Kanubi’s hole and proceeded to show off his skill. Kanubi was demonstrating his skill at being a bottom. That left me to pick one of the boys. Not a problem. We had played this game before. I was soon buried to the hilt in a boy who had been trained to accept the game and enjoy it.

The week passed quickly. At night, I had sex with one of my scouts. During the day, I had sex with the Canadian tribe at a sitenot being used. No one ever bothered us there, and none of the staff asked why we took a hike. Jimmy seemed to be busy with his own boys and with the Canadians. The camp invited us back for another visit the following year, but we knew we had plans to visit another Canadian scout group in Ottowa. We did not hear from Kanubi or his group again. I still think of Camp Oshara as a beautiful camp with the most open policies I I ever encountered.

The trip home was fun, but no comparison to the week at camp.