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Subject: The Trail ch 3 Bi adult/youth Well everyone here’s chapter three of ‘The Trail’ I hope you enjoy this adventure. I’m having a lot of fun writing it. It’s a challenge but I’m trying to make it as accurate as possible with places and what they were like in the 60’s. Settle in and enjoy. I’ve changed the story line some to include some bi adult/youth sex so hope it doesn’t take away from your enjoyment. there’s much more to come. let me know what you think. I’d really appreciate your feedback. As always remember needs our help financially. lets help them keep the lights on. so donate what you can. Thanks and now to the story: The Trail By Johnny Consulting Editor Eric Murphey Chapter 3 The Final Test “So, guys, I’ve called the park service and told them what we plan on doing, they said it was OK as long as we registered at the entrance to the Trail and included our itinerary and time on the trail.” Said Uncle Aaron as we all sat around the fireplace. Stevey had been studying the maps determining our route “The roads are only plowed to the dike on Millinocket Lake, from there we’ll take the snowmobiles to the parking area off Golden Road on the west branch of the Penobscot River where we will keep them until our return trip.” Stevey said pointing to that area of the map. “Our SUV and snowmobile trailer should be safe at the dike parking lot. The Park ranger said there was moderate use of that parking lot this time of year because most of the snowmobilers use the northern entrance, and we shouldn’t find it difficult to find a spot. We’ll take steps to secure the trailer, so we don’t have to worry about theft.” Uncle Aaron added. “The ranger added that when we get to the Abol parking lot off the Golden Rd. to check out the large `Baxter State Park winter use sign’ that has a map and information we will need.” “OK, show me again the route we will be taking to reach our first days’ destination.” Daddy asked “OK, we start here of course and drive to Bangor where we pick up 95 north to East Millinocket. From there we take ME route 157 and 11 to Millinocket. From Millinocket we take the Millinocket Lake Rd to the dike on Millinocket Lake. That gives us about 80 miles on good road to Millinocket and around 18 to 20 miles on plowed State road which may or may not be good driving depending on snow drifting. Then we have about 10 or so miles of snowmobile travel to the parking lot on the West Penobscot River. We will be leaving our snowmobiles there and hike back down the trail about 3 ¼ miles to the Hurd Brook Shelter where we will spend our first night. If all goes fairly well and we don’t run into any major problems along the way our first days’ journey should take us around 7 hours to complete.” I said with everyone looking at the map as I pointed out all the landmarks and stopping points. “That sounds reasonable, so if we leave here around 5 in the morning that would put us at our first camp around noon. Given that what can go wrong will go wrong we’ll still have plenty of daylight to set up our first camp.” Dad added as we all laughed at his mention of Murphy’s law. “I know you boys have done a lot of research on our long weekend trip so go over one more time the timeline and highlights of our hike.” Daddy asked “Well, we will be starting out on day two for our longest hike of our journey. From the Hurd Brook Shelter we will hike or should I say snowshoe 13 miles to the Hunt Trail Shelters at the 1100 ft elevation. We’ve made reservations at the Katahdin Stream Campground, but the Park ranger said a lot of snowmobilers use that campground as their stopping point and don’t always make reservations. So, we have the shelters as a backup. There we will spend our second night. We will leave as early as possible from that shelter to climb to Mt. Katahdin’s Baxter Peak. That is about 5 miles but all uphill. Several places along the peak trail we will be climbing some pretty steep grades and most all of it above the tree line, so we will be exposed to whatever wind and weather there is. We follow the Katahdin Stream for the first third of that climb and continue on the Hunt Trail to Baxter Peak at the 5260 ft elevation. We then complete that days hike by returning to the Hunt Trail Shelters where we will spend our third night. Depending on weather conditions we may head straight to the snowmobiles and home or hike to our first shelter at Hurd Brook and spend another night there.” Said Stevey as we all followed along as he pointed out all the spots on the trail map. “My guess is that we will probably spend another night at the Hurd Brook shelter.” Dad added as we all nodded our agreement. “I’m just glad that Jim suggested we took our last two training hikes using snowshoes. I’d hate to have to learn how to snowshoe while hiking up hill. It wasn’t easy learning how to walk in them dam things.” Uncle Aaron said to all of us nodding our heads and chuckling. “I’m awfully grateful for everything you’ve taught us granddad. This journey would have ended in disaster for sure without your guidance.” I said to him. Grand dad and Grand mom had been sitting back on a lounger behind us at the fireplace just watching and listening to our discussion. “I just wish I wasn’t too old and out of shape or I’d be going along with you!” said granddad as grand mom poked him in the side and chuckled. “A lot of water has passed under that bridge old man!” she added with a laugh. Granddad laughed with her, and we all joined in. We decided it was a good idea to hit the hay early and grand mom added that she would get up early and come down to the cottage to make us thermoses of coffee and a hearty breakfast to send us off with. “I’ll miss you boy’s; we’ve never been apart since we moved in! You better stay safe and come back to me in one piece.” Grand mom said with a tear in her eye. “Awe grand mom we’ll be careful and will miss you too!” Stevey and I both said. “Let’s load up our gear into the SUV and hook up the trailer with the snowmobiles tonight so we don’t have to do it in the morning.” I said to everyone. We all went to the garage and Stevey and I loaded the SUV with our packs and supplies including Scruffy’s saddlebag while Dad and Daddy with Uncle Aaron’s help, loaded the snowmobiles on the trailer and hooked it up to the SUV. We all were grateful that the garage was large enough to do all this without having to go outside. With everything set for our departure we rejoined grand mom and granddad at the cottage. “OK now git to bed and get a good night’s sleep! Keep the sex to a minimum, you’ll need all the strength you’ve got to make this journey of yours.” Grand mom said with a smile. We all gave her a kiss on the cheek and a hug as she and granddad left for their cottage and Uncle Aaron and Scruffy left for their apartment. Stevey and I went to our room and Dad and Daddy went to theirs. …the dad’s room…. “Hunny, do you think we’re ready for this?” Daddy said to Dad “I can’t imagine us not being ready, all the preparation we’ve done should pay off and I know that if we find ourselves in a difficult situation that we’ll keep our heads and do the right thing. Yes, dear I think we’re ready for this.” And with that Dad led Daddy to bed where they embraced and kissed passionately. “We should just cuddle tonight! There’s just too much on my mind and I wouldn’t be a very good sex partner.” Daddy said to Dad as he kissed him. “How about you lay back and I’ll give you a good long blow job. That should ease any tenseness that you have and then maybe we could talk about what we might do after that.” Dad said as he gently pushed Daddy down on his pillow. Dad got between Daddy’s legs and took his cock into his mouth and began to gently make love to it using his tongue and fingers. Dad began a slow rhythmic sucking on Daddy’s cock and with each thrust he brought it deeper into his throat. “Mmmmmmm Eric hunny, you know how to make me feel amazing!” Dad continued to massage Daddy’s cock with his hands as he took it deep into his throat. It didn’t take long before Daddy began to shudder indicating an orgasm was imminent. Knowing how wonderful it would make him feel Dad continued to suck Daddy’s cock milking it with his throat. Dad probed Daddy’s ass and found his love button and began to finger fuck Daddy while sucking his cock deep into his throat. Daddy reached that point where the tingles where shaking his entire body. He grabbed Dad’s head and pushed it down onto his cock as he drove his cock up into Dad’s throat. “Aghhhhhhhhhhhh Ericccccccc Immmmm cummmminnngggg!” cried Daddy as he pumped his cock deep down Dad’s throat depositing a very hot load of cum. “Mmmmmmm you are delicious!” Dad moaned as he swallowed every drop Daddy delivered. “Thank you hunny! You’ve removed all the tension! Now what can I do to show you, my appreciation!” Daddy purred to Dad. Dad rolled over on to his back and raised his legs up giving Daddy full access to his man pussy. Daddy didn’t waste any time and brought his very hard and very wet cock to Dad’s ass and pushed it in until they were completely joined. “Take me Steve, I want you to fuck me hard!” Daddy grabbed Dad’s legs and hugged them close while hammering his cock into Dad’s ass. He was driving as hard as he could. The sweat was pouring from his face and dripping down on Dad’s chest. Dad reached out and grabbed Daddy’s waste and pulled him deeper with each thrust. It was a wild scene as the couple worked their way up the bed with the intensity of their fucking. “Dammmmmm Ericcccc I’mmmmmm Gonnnnaaaa Cummmmmm!” Daddy screamed as he drove his cock hard and deep into Dad’s ass. Daddy came deep into Dad’s man pussy and then collapsed. They kissed deeply and caressed each other. “Thank you, Eric, for being my husband, even if it’s not official. I couldn’t think of anyone else I’d rather spend the rest of my life with.” “I feel the same way, Steve! I thank my lucky stars every day I’m with you. You complete me in a way I never thought was possible.” They kissed for quite a while then got up and took a long shower and retired to bed. They set their alarm for 4 even though they both knew they wouldn’t sleep much and would probably be up long before the alarm. ….the boy’s room…. “Stevey, do you think we can do this?” “Johnny are you kidding me! We were made for this! Look how hard we’ve trained! I don’t think we’ve been in this condition our entire lives. And look at our dad’s and Uncle Aaron, they are in peak condition. I think they could all three easily keep up with us and Scruffy is raring to go.” “Yah, I guess you’re right. I’m just a bit jittery tonight thinking about all the ways things could go wrong.” “Yah and we’ve trained on just about every scenario we could think of from falling off a steep banking to getting caught in a cold rough stream to being in a white out and high winds. We know what to do, and I think we are all capable of keeping level heads when we’re faced with any of them.” “Make love to me Johnny, I think that’s what I need right now.” “Oh Stevey, I can’t think of anything else I’d rather do!” And with that said I embraced my lover and kissed him passionately while laying him down on the bed. Stevey raised his legs to give me access to his beautiful man pussy and I coated my cock and his pussy with the lube we kept in the nightstand. I lined up my cock to his pussy lips and entered it slowly penetrating all the way to my pubes. “Oh, Johnny you’re cock is so hot! You’re on fire!” “Your pussy is hot too!” I exclaimed as I began a slow fucking rhythm. With each stroke I brought my cock almost all the way out then drove it deep until my balls slapped his ass. I held his legs tight to my chest and he held my waste tight to his body as I fucked my lover. We were so worked up it didn’t take long before I was overtaken with my tingles. Stevey was stroking his cock madly with the same rhythm I was fucking him, and I announced that I was about to erupt! “Stevvvveeyyyyyy I’mmmmmm gonnnnaaaa cummmmmmmm!” I screamed as I drove hard and deep into his pussy. He began to reach his orgasm too and as he pumped his cum all over his stomach, chest, and face his ass muscles squeezed on my cock causing me to erupt deep in his pussy. I collapsed into my lover and kissed him passionately. We kissed until my cock softened enough to slide out. “Time to shower off lover! And we’ve got to get to sleep, 4 am is gonna come early.” I said to Stevey We showered off and snuggled in for a restless sleep. ….Uncle Aaron’s apartment… “Come here Scruffy.” Uncle Aaron called Scruffy to come close so he could hug him. Scruffy always slept at Uncle Aaron’s feet but tonight Uncle Aaron wanted Scruffy close. “Big day tomorrow buddy.” Uncle Aaron said to Scruffy. Scruffy cocked his head as Uncle Aaron addressed him. He may not understand all the words, but he understood the emotion in them and knew the names. “I don’t have the boy’s to share my bed anymore, so I have to jerk off most nights, but tonight I’m a bit concerned. Do you think we’re ready for this buddy?” Scruffy cocked his head sideways as if questioning what Uncle Aaron just said but understood that Uncle Aaron needed him to be close. Scruffy shuffled up to Uncle Aaron’s face and licked it giving him a nice kiss. With tears in his eyes, he hugged Scruffy’s neck and kissed him back. “I can always count on you can’t I buddy!” Scruffy gave him another kiss and wagged balıkesir escort his tail. “I know this isn’t right buddy, but do you think you would stay here close to me as I masturbate? I need your body close.” Scruffy laid his head on Uncle Aaron’s chest as he reached for his cock. Thoughts of the last time he and the boy’s shared his bed came to the forefront of his mind. He closed his eyes and saw his boy’s sucking on his cock and offering theirs to him. What passion they showed him and Oh, how wonderful they tasted. The way they sucked his cock, the taste of their boy precum on his lips. Oh, those were memories no one could take away from him. As he remembered the first time he came on their faces and the first time he tasted their cum on his lips, he exploded onto his belly, some of his cum hit Scruffy who jumped up and shook his head. “Mmmmmm that was so good! Sorry buddy for getting some on you, I’ll wipe it off, but thanks for being close, I needed that.” Uncle Aaron cleaned off Scruffy as Scruffy gave him kisses. “OK, boy I guess it’s time for sleep now.” Scruffy went back to Uncle Aaron’s feet, his favorite sleeping spot, and they both fell asleep. The next morning came early as they all got very little sleep with all the excitement of the upcoming adventure. The boys were the first to descend the stairs to smells of breakfast being made. “Have a seat at the table boy’s I’ve made coffee so help yourself to that, the bacon should be done soon, and you’ll be getting eggs and pancakes. You need a hearty breakfast for today. And I’ve packed some sandwiches and fruit for the journey.” Said grand mom at the stove. Dad and Daddy appeared next as Stevey, and I poured us all some coffee. Uncle Aaron and Scruffy soon arrived and Scruffy went straight to grand mom and sat patiently for his piece of bacon. “OK, boy here’s your piece.” Said grand mom as she removed one of the pieces that had already cooled. Granddad soon arrived and grabbed a cup of coffee. “You boys don’t have to worry about the place. Martha and I will take good care of it and if we need any help, we know the office number.” Said granddad. “We know the place is in good hands, couldn’t think of anyone we would trust it to more.” Daddy said Grand mom served up the breakfast and we all ate until we were stuffed. It was getting to be close to 5 so we got our travel cloths on and headed for the garage and the SUV. A light dusting of snow had fallen over night and the grounds of the compound looked amazing in the waning moon light. “Now you boy’s be safe and call us when you get to Millinocket and back there after your hike.” Granddad said. Grand mom gave us all one last hug and kiss as we loaded up and handed us a lunch that would easily feed a small platoon. We all waved goodbye and began the trip to Baxter State Park. “I hope they don’t run into many problems; I would miss them terribly!” grand mom said with tears in her eyes. “Don’t you worry none, they’re going to be just fine.” Said granddad holding her tight as they waved at our disappearing SUV. “Before you know it, we’ll all be sitting around the fireplace with them sharing all their tales. The drive to Millinocket was pretty much uneventful but the predicted snowstorm began to arrive a bit early. By the time we made it to the dike at Millinocket Lake and off loaded the snowmobiles it was coming down pretty hard. “Looks like we got our first taste of Murphy’s law!” said Daddy as he secured the SUV and trailer. Stevey and I found a phone booth and called grand mom to let them know we arrived safely. “Well at least we’ll be on a well-marked road and trails. It shouldn’t put us behind schedule by much.” Stevey added as we loaded up the snowmobiles for the trip to the Parking Lot where we would begin our hike to the Hurd Brook Shelter. Following the Golden Road was fairly easy, but the snow began to blow pretty hard causing us to go very slow. Scruffy was loving it riding behind Uncle Aaron on his snowmobile. His tongue was out wildly trying to catch the snow as it blew around him. Several times he jumped off the snowmobile and ran next to Uncle Aaron. “I guess we might as well let him run!” Uncle Aaron said as he had finally given up stopping and trying to get Scruffy to stay on. The snowmobiles that had taken this road earlier today had dug in a pretty good path to follow but if you got off the path you would sink into about 40 inches of soft snow. Not a situation we wanted to get in. We decided to let Scruffy run ahead of us so he could stay out of the soft snow that buried him several times. It took some time to pull him out of the soft snow and if we kept that up, we wouldn’t make it to the parking lot before nightfall. “That looks like it ahead, I can see the River and that clearing appears to be the Parking lot.” Said Stevey who at this point was the lead snowmobile. We parked our snowmobiles in the fairly well packed parking lot and secured and covered them with the tarps we had brought along. “Hopefully we don’t lose them.” Dad said as he and Daddy tied down the tarps. “We’ve removed the fan belts and buried them in the woods along with the starters. With the snow falling the way it is our little trail to the bury sight will be masked and keep them safe from thieves” Daddy added. We donned our packs and saddled up Scruffy. We put on our snowshoes, found the trail to our first shelter, and headed off with at least 3 more hours of daylight. Scruffy bounded in and out of snow drifts as he tried to run ahead of us. “Looks like he might be getting the message.” Uncle Aaron said as he pointed out that Scruffy realized following in our snowshoe trail was easier going. We all laughed as we continued on. It took us about 2 ½ hours to snowshoe the 3 ¼ miles to the Hurd Brook Shelter. The snowstorm had waned a bit thankfully and gave us the visibility we needed to keep on the trail. “I see it!” shouted out Stevey as he pointed a couple hundred feet ahead at the shelter. It was a three-sided shelter with a wooden platform. It was covered in about 20 inches of snow, so our first task was to clear the deck. We pushed the snow towards the back of the platform so we could use it to bank our tents as grand dad had told us. “It will keep you warmer, just like an igloo.” He said While Dad, Daddy and Uncle Aaron cleared the deck and began setting up our tents, Stevey and I went foraging for firewood to make a fire for the evening. As darkness fell the snowfall stopped and we had a fire built, more for looks than for heat. The fire pit was close to the shelter but below the deck and we didn’t want to burn down the shelter so didn’t make it too large. The men had done a great job setting up and banking our tents, so we settled in to make our supper. We had eaten most of what grand mom had packed for us when we stopped at the dike parking lot, so we decided on the mulligan stew Uncle Aaron had prepared ahead of time. “We won’t be eating this good when we hike the trail for real because we wouldn’t have room for all the fresh food. We’re lucky that Scruffy could carry our food in his saddlebag.” Said Uncle Aaron as he lit the single burner Coleman stove. It only took about ¾ hours to cook the stew and we all had more than enough to eat including Scruffy who loved eating with us. We cleaned our dishes in the snow and filled the pot with fresh snow to melt down for water in the morning. “OK, boys it looks like it’s time for bed.” Said Daddy as we retired to the three tents that had been set up. It proved to be true what grand dad had taught us, the tents were much warmer with the snow banked up around them and it was pretty cozy once we had disrobed and climbed into the sleeping bags. There was no sex tonight as we were all exhausted from the day’s journey. Stevey and I gave each other a kiss and cuddled up with me spooning Stevey’s back. Dad and Daddy did the same and Uncle Aaron and Scruffy slept cuddled in much the same way with Scruffy laying down next to him just outside of the sleeping bag. Scruffy, being part husky was loving the cold and didn’t mind being outside the sleeping bag. The next morning came early as we all seemed to be excited for our first days hike. Stevey and I dressed in the layers that grand dad had suggested. “Remember boys no matter how cold it is outside; you’ll be sweating with the exertion, and you don’t want to sweat too much, or you’ll freeze when you stop.” Grand dad had warned. Dad, Daddy, and Uncle Aaron emerged from their tents to a still dark morning. Uncle Aaron lit the stove and melted down the snow to make our coffee. Breakfast was going to be oatmeal and toast toasted over the single burner. While Uncle Aaron prepared breakfast the four of us broke camp. We shook off as much of the snow as we could from our tents and rolled them up and packed them away. “We’ll have to give them another good shake when we unpack them but for now, they should be just fine.” Said Daddy as we finished packing up our backpacks. We had breakfast, cleaned up the pots and packed away all the cooking supplies into Scruffy’s saddlebag. We donned our snowshoes and began the 13-mile hike to the Hunt Trail Shelters and the Katahdin Stream Campground. “We couldn’t have asked for a better day! It’s absolutely gorgeous out here.” Dad said to everyone’s agreement. The hike back to the parking lot where we left the snowmobiles was a lot easier as not much snow had fallen to cover our tracks. Scruffy ran ahead of us and had fun bounding along first running ahead then returning to jump up and down on us. As we neared the parking lot, we noticed a lot of new snowmobile tracks on Golden Road. “Looks like the snowmobiles are out early today” said Daddy as we crossed the road. We checked out our snowmobiles and even though there were a lot of track’s around them they didn’t appear to be disturbed. They looked in the direction of where they buried the belts and starters, and the ground wasn’t disturbed. “Well so far so good.” Uncle Aaron said as we struck off on the trail crossing the West Branch Penobscot River. The trail circled us around and we soon crossed the Abol Stream to follow the opposite bank of the river. We found this trail to be well packed as snowmobilers had packed a good trail. “I think we got lucky boys, looks like we can take off the snowshoes as long as we stay on the snowmobile tracks.” Dad said. We all strapped our snowshoes onto our backpacks and continued along the trail. We had hiked for about 4 hours when we left the north bank of the river and proceeded to follow the Nesowadehunk Stream. We all had fun trying to pronounce the name that Stevey tried to read off the map. “Those Indian names get my tongue all twisted up!” Uncle Aaron announced as he attempted and failed for the 4th time to pronounce the name of the stream. “That’s it from now on that stream will be known as the Neso Stream!” announced Stevey laughing. We all agreed and Stevey led us on. “Look up ahead, that’s Big Niagara Falls!” said Stevey as we looked at the iced over falls ahead of us on the `Neso’ stream. “And just ahead of that is the Little Niagara Falls.” Stevey added pointing to it in the distance. The land here was not as densely forested as a swamp took up most of what we saw just north of the Little Niagara Falls. As we neared the Little Niagara Scruffy began to bark and jump up and down. Before we could stop him, he bolted ahead and out of site. “What in tarnation has him all riled up?” asked Uncle Aaron as we began to call Scruffy to come back. We quickened our pace to try and catch up. “Well, it can’t be a bear because they’re all hibernating and it’s doubtful it’s a mountain lion, they haven’t been seen here in a long time.” Said Daddy. We rounded the bend and saw ahead, in the iced over swamp, a large bull moose standing by the stream trying to get something from under the ice and snow. Scruffy was jumping up and down on the trail not more that 5o feet from the moose. “Oh, damn, that’s one animal I forgot about! He’s huge! He must be 7 feet tall at the shoulder, and that rack must be at least 5 or 6 feet across! And it looks like Scruffy is riling him up!” exclaimed a very scared Uncle Aaron “I don’t dare yell for him because that might just piss off the moose even more!” We all tried silently to get Scruffy’s attention with no result. The moose had almost had enough of Scruffy and started to snort his disapproval. When he saw us waving our arms at Scruffy, that was the final straw and with a large snort began to charge in our direction. “Jesus, we’re toast!” Stevey cried out as we all realized there was no way we could outrun a charging moose. “They say not to run and to stand our ground!” Dad said as we all froze in our tracks. The moose was now on the trail and only about 100 yards away charging at full gallop and snorting with his rack down! “We’re going to die right here!” I cried as I hugged Stevey close. “I love you Stevey!” Dad and Daddy raised their walking sticks and started yelling at the moose, Uncle Aaron was doing the same when out of the blue Scruffy came charging at the moose barking and growling and nipping at the moose’s heels. His love for Uncle Aaron drove him to willingly sacrifice his life from the charging giant. A couple of times the moose connected with Scruffy’s jaw and Scruffy yelped but didn’t stop harassing the moose. We all saw how determined Scruffy bartın escort was to protect us and we increased our yelling and waving of our hiking sticks. The moose turned to face Scruffy and lowered his rack and with a swift whirl of his head lifted Scruffy from the trail and tossed him about 50 feet into the woods on the right side of the trail. Uncle Aaron saw red, screamed, and charged at the moose swinging his hiking stick. Dad and Daddy followed behind screaming at the moose as Stevey and I quickly put on our snowshoes and dropped our packs and headed to where Scruffy had landed. The moose became overwhelmed by so many charging figures that he had finally had enough and bounded back into the marsh and out of sight. When we got to Scruffy, he was lying still but we could see he was still breathing. I leaned down and began stroking his body feeling for any broken bones. There was no blood but there could be internal bleeding we couldn’t see. Stevey removed the saddlebag and Scruffy wined when Stevey reached under his belly to undo the straps. “There there boy you’re going to be OK!” I said stroking his head. Dad, Daddy, and Uncle Aaron had dropped their packs and were headed in our direction. “I don’t see any outside injuries, but he cried when I undid the straps to his saddlebag.” Stevey told our dads and Uncle Aaron. Uncle Aaron attempted to pick him up but Scruffy cried out loud at the attempt. Uncle Aaron was crying as he held a limp Scruffy and the tears were freezing to his face! “There are plenty of branches around here, let’s make a stretcher and we can carry him to the camp.” Said Dad. Stevey and I gathered branches and fur bows to pad it and fashioned a stretcher for Scruffy, all the while Uncle Aaron comforted him. We gently rolled Scruffy on to his stretcher, and we carried him to the trail where we donned our backpacks and began the last leg of our journey to the Hunt Trail shelter and the Katahdin Stream Campground. As we passed the parking lot on the Daicy Pond Campground road we noticed that a lot of snowmobilers had been thru there recently. “I hope we can have our reserved campsite” Uncle Aaron said. “It would be a lot easier if we didn’t have to clear off a shelter deck and we could have a fire much closer for heat.” “Well, we only have a little more than 2 miles to go so we’ll know soon enough.” Dad said The last 2 miles were thankfully uneventful with Scruffy only briefly wining with pain. It was difficult to keep Uncle Aaron from wanting to carry Scruffy all by himself but convinced him Scruffy would still love him if he allowed us to share the burden. The campground was full but when the camper that had taken our sight saw what we were carrying he didn’t hesitate to move for us. “I’ll use one of the shelters! I see you need this spot more than I do!” said the camper. He had already lit a fire so that part of our job was already done. We put Scruffy down close to the fire and began setting up our tents. Stevey and I collected enough firewood to last the night while Uncle Aaron probed Scruffy one more time to see if there were any broken bones. “I don’t think anything is broken; it appears there’s only some bruising where the moose rack connected under his belly. Thankfully the snow softened his fall.” “You probably saved our lives back there boy!” said Uncle Aaron hugging Scruffy’s head. Tears were freezing on his cheeks as he kissed Scruffy’s neck. “There’s no doubt in my mind that if he hadn’t charged that moose when he did, we would have all been dead. I don’t think anyone that has been charged by an adult bull moose, lived to tell about it. Even if Scruffy hadn’t gotten ahead of us on the trail and began barking at the moose our actions when we rounded the corner of the trail, would have been close enough to rile up that bull. No, you’re absolutely right Aaron. Scruffy saved our lives!” said Daddy After we made camp Uncle Aaron prepared supper. He had packed steaks to celebrate our climbing the mountain but decided that Scruffy deserved a hero’s treat and changed the order of meals. Cooking the steaks over the open fire was a big treat and along with the baked potatoes which were also cooked in the coals of the fire, we had a meal fit for kings and a hero dog! Scruffy began to come around just as we were getting ready to head to bed so we decided to reevaluate our next day come morning after assessing how Scruffy was doing. “We have enough supplies so if we need to add another day to our trip we can.” Said Daddy. “If we have to call off the rest of our trip, we will make that decision in the morning. We could hike back to the parking lot and get the snowmobiles for a return trip if necessary.” Added Dad. We all hugged Scruffy and kissed him good night. He had recovered enough to give us all kisses and seemed to be smiling when Uncle Aaron eased him into his tent. We all turned in and slept thru to the morning. We were woken by snowmobiles being revved up. “Looks like we’ll be staying here for at least another day. It’s way too late to start out for the peak now.” Said Dad as he looked at his watch. “It would be dark by the time we got back.” I added. Uncle Aaron emerged from his tent with Scruffy limping behind. “He’s better but I don’t think he’ll be able to climb the mountain any time soon.” “Well, it’s too late for us to take off for the peak today so we’ll hang out here today. I thought maybe we could retrieve the snowmobiles and after we climb to the peak tomorrow we can leave from here to the SUV. That will recover the day we’re losing.” Said Daddy “That sounds like a great idea. I can stay here and watch the tents and keep an eye on Scruffy while you get the snowmobiles and tomorrow you won’t have to take a full pack on the climb.” Added Uncle Aaron. “That would sound good accept we need the practice climbing with the full packs.” Stevey added. “I guess you’re right about that.” Uncle Aaron said nodding his head. “OK, I’ll cook breakfast and make coffee while you guys get ready to hike back to get the snowmobiles.” We had breakfast which included the left-over steak, some powdered eggs which Uncle Aaron doctored up to taste better and coffee which we were getting used to drinking black. “OK boys, you go ahead, and I’ll clean up here.” Uncle Aaron said as he began heating up some snow for dish water. We hiked the 10 miles back to the Parking lot with just the minimum in our packs so we could almost jog. When we were getting close to the marsh where we had the run in with the moose we slowed down and gingerly rounded the corner of the trail. The moose was nowhere in sight which caused us to all sigh in deep relief. We made it to the snowmobiles after only hiking for 4 hours. We patted each other on the backs at how much faster we were hiking. We retrieved the equipment to get the snowmobiles running and headed back to the campground. It took less than an hour going really slow to get back. Scruffy greeted us with kisses and appeared to have a lot more life in him. We relaxed around the campfire and recounted our journey up to this point. “I’m really looking forward to the climb tomorrow. Hopefully the wind won’t be blowing to hard, and we can see a lot of the horizon.” I said looking up at the sky. The peak of the mountain was layered in clouds, so it wasn’t visible. We had an early supper of a rice dish with chicken that Uncle Aaron had prepared before we left and frozen. It was delicious. We ate our fill, cleaned up and went to bed early. The next morning came early and Uncle Aaron prepared oatmeal and coffee. He made toast over the burner, and we ate in silence watching the sun brake the horizon. By the time it was light enough to see, the sky looked amazing. The peak we were about to climb was in full view, not a cloud in the sky. We headed out from our camp with full packs. Uncle Aaron and Scruffy walked with us for about a mile until it started to get steep just passed where the trail veered off from the Katahdin Stream. Uncle Aaron held Scruffy until we were out of sight and headed back to the campsite. After another mile on the trail, it started to get steep where in several places we had to use the steel handles that had been placed in the rock to aid in the climb. By this time, we were above the tree line and the wind picked up, so we had to lean over and almost hug the side of the mountain. We stopped at a plateau to rest and sat down with our backs to the mountain as we surveyed the horizon. “My God that is so beautiful! You can see for miles! It all seems so small from here.” Exclaimed Stevey We sat close to each other and held each other in a hug as we looked at the great vista that presented itself to us. The air was cooling off and some snow was blown into our faces by the wind which had picked up to around 40 miles an hour. “I guess we better get going, I see some clouds forming to our south and I don’t want to get caught in a blizzard if one pops up!” I shouted as the wind wanted to carry our voices away. We got up and started to climb some more. When we reached Thoreau Spring where the Baxter Peak Cutoff Trail crosses the Hunt Trail we were on, the clouds started to move in. “According to the map we’ve only got one more mile to go to the peak and the official northern end of the Appalachian Trail” Stevey yelled as he tried to hold the map from blowing away. “Ya but that’s a mile of very steep climbing” I yelled back Dad and Daddy decided that now would be a good time to connect each other using the rope we had brought along as grand dad had suggested. “When you get above the tree line and the going gets steep, you’ll want to connect each other with a rope about every 10 feet” he said. Dad, being the strongest took the lead followed by Stevey and I with Daddy bringing up the rear to keep an eye on everyone. “Stay as close to the side of the mountain as possible. Do not try to stand up or the wind will surely take you away.” Dad yelled as we inched our way forward Hand over hand we went until the monument at the peak could be seen. There were a couple other climbers sitting under the monument of stones placed there by climbers of the past. We approached them and they waved for us to join them. “We’re celebrating finishing the final leg of the trail!” they yelled as they brought out the bottle of champagne they had brought for the occasion. We laughed and patted them on the back for finishing. “Why so late in the season?” shouted Daddy to one of the climbers. “We had to leave the trail in NH near Mt. Washington because we both got sick with the flu. We couldn’t get back on the trail until late November and weather has dogged our journey since!” “Well congratulations on completing your journey!” yelled Dad We each took a celebratory swig from the champagne and then placed our stones on the monument. Dad pulled out the Polaroid he had brought for the occasion and asked the men if they would take our picture. We huddled under the monument to get out of most of the wind and the picture was taken. Dad did the same for them, so we all had a picture to remember our climb. By now the clouds had completely covered the mountain and it was decided that our new friends would join us on the descent down the mountain. We added them to our rope and began climbing down. We realized that what grand dad had said was true. “You’ll find going back down the mountain to be more difficult than climbing. I would suggest the strongest bring up the rear. And climb down facing the mountain not the other way around.” We did as suggested and even though the going was slow we managed to get to the plateau before the snow started. When we reached where the Katahdin Stream once again crossed the trail, we were in an all-out blizzard and visibility was only a few feet. Dad indicated to us by pulling on the ropes as he was in the rear to hold up. He worked his way down the rope collecting us along the way until we all made it to Daddy. He used hand signals for us to crouch down in a group huddle, so our backs were towards the snow, and we faced each other. “When I say, I want each of you one at a time to turn to face out from us and we will remove the rain gear from your packs. Once we have them all, we will use them to form a makeshift tent around us. If you two don’t have rain gear we can make do with what we have.” Said Dad. “we both have rain gear and when it’s our turn we’ll help get them.” When Dad gave the word Stevey started and turned to face the elements while Dad removed his raincoat. He tapped Stevey on the back after closing up his pack and Stevey turned back to face us. His face was white with snow, we all helped brush the snow from his face. I leaned in and hugged him and gave him my face to warm his up. We all took our turn and it turned out that the couple we joined up with were gay as they gave each other a big kiss after warming their faces. We managed to join our raincoats using the buttons and formed our makeshift tent. Once it was formed and we managed to control the flapping, we were once more out of the elements and able to talk easier. “Hopefully we won’t have to stay like this much longer, but I thought it was getting a bit dangerous to continue. There are still a lot of places where we could fall, and all be killed.” Said Dad without having to yell. “I guess the secret’s out that we’re gay!” said one of our new friends. “Well, I’m glad you let us know! batıkent escort If you hadn’t noticed so are we!” Daddy said laughing. We all joined in the laughter . “So, I’m Eric and this is my life partner Steve, and these boys are our sons, Stevey is Steve’s son and Johnny is my adopted son. They too are life partners” We all gave our new friends a kiss “I’m Justin and my life partner is Gary!” said Justin as he gave Gary a big kiss. “We are so glad we ran into you guys. We thought we had a pretty good handle on what to do in just about every circumstance but this and the use of the rope are two things we hadn’t thought of. We probably would have tumbled to our deaths if it hadn’t been for you!” said Gary “We are glad you were at the top when we got there.” I said. We talked for about an hour about their journey and our plans to hike the trail starting in May in Georgia. “You’ll be glad you had this training because it can snow like hell in Georgia in May. We ran into a blizzard that was like this with near white out conditions. Several times we almost got off the trail.” Said Justin. Soon we noticed our makeshift tent wasn’t being buffeted by the wind and we stood up to see if we could see again. It was still snowing but the visibility had improved to about 100 yards. “I guess we can keep going now.” I said as we undid our shelter and packed the raincoats away. “I don’t know what you had planned but we’d love for you to join us at our camp at Katahdin Stream Campground!” said Dad “We hadn’t given it a whole lot of thought. Our car is down in NH at the vista overlook in Conway. We figured on catching a bus out of Millinocket. “Well, that’s that then you’re joining us, and we can get you to your car in NH on our way back.” Said Daddy. Stevey, Dad, and I smiled at each other and marveled at how Daddy would cross the ocean to bring a hamburger to a starving soul. “And that’s why we love this man so much! There’s nothing he wouldn’t do to help someone!” exclaimed Dad as we rejoined the trail and headed to our campsite. The next mile was an easy hike and we all joined hands as we entered the campground. Uncle Aaron seemed to be occupied along with Scruffy with a pair of twins that appeared to be around 11 or 12 years old. A young couple was nearby at the campsite next to ours. The twins were sitting in his lap as he was telling them a story with animated arm movements. Scruffy was wagging his tale and kissing the kids each time they reacted to Uncle Aaron’s story. Uncle Aaron looked up and saw us coming because he noticed Scruffy was no longer with him. Scruffy came running to us and jumped up on us giving us kisses and almost knocking us down. “Hey boy, I guess you’re better huh!” exclaimed Stevey as he began to rub Scruffy’s ears. Scruffy joined us in the few yards left to our campsite and proceeded to jump on all of us at least a dozen times. “I guess there’s a full recovery!” exclaimed Daddy as we stopped before Uncle Aaron and dropped our packs. “You’d be right! After you left us on the trail it took all I had to hold him back and if it hadn’t been for the twins here showing up, he would have bolted to join you.” Responded Uncle Aaron. “Boys meet the Crags. That’s Josh and Trisha over there and these are their twins Megan and Martin!” “Well, hello everyone and this is Justin and his life partner Gary. They’ll be joining us for the rest of our trip.” Said Daddy. “Come on over kids, supper is almost ready, and they need time away from you.” Said Trisha as she gathered up her twins. “Wow Uncle Aaron, those kids are cute.” I said smiling “Ya they are, almost as cute as you two when you were their age.” “Looks like you were enjoying their company.” Stevey said as he looked at Uncle Aaron’s still hard cock. “Yes, I was!” exclaimed Uncle Aaron as he began to tell us how he came to meet them. “Shortly after you left Scruffy, and I returned to our site and the Craigs showed up on their snowmobile and set up camp. Trisha came over and introduced herself, her husband, and kids. They’re 11 by the way. Cute as hell! Anyway, I introduced her to Scruffy who was already jumping up on her and licking her face. She laughed and scratched behind his ears. Well, that cemented that friendship. As we were talking, I noticed she started to look at me with an inquisitive look. `Aren’t you Aaron Smith the writer?’ she said. `Well yes I am, how did you know that?’ I asked and she told me they live in Ellsworth and her kids love to go to the library and saw my photograph on the notice about the story telling symposium coming up next month!” “Wow, so they live in Ellsworth. What a small world!” I said “After Trisha introduced herself to me her kids came running over and jumped on me like they’d known me their whole lives.” “She then began to explain `You’ll have to excuse the kids they’re a bit different from most kids, they can’t seem to get enough of older men, and we’ve given up trying to hold them back. We’ve had the talk about safe sex and have shown them what’s good and what’s not. We’ve known for a couple years now that they enjoy sex and have accepted it. If you’re not comfortable with them wanting to play with you, just say so and we’ll keep them away from your site.’ I told her my secret and she hugged me and told me I was welcome to have her kids as long as I didn’t force anything on them, they didn’t want. And that explains my hard on!” “I guess you’ve found a new love interest! We’re so happy for you Uncle Aaron. Since we got too old for you, we hoped that eventually you’d find some kids to love, and look, there they are living right down the road.” I said “Let’s combine what we have and have a feast. Tomorrow we’ll be able to eat in Millinocket so there’s no reason to save anything.” Exclaimed Uncle Aaron. ….at the kids campsite prior to us seeing them on Uncle Aaron’s lap…. “Mommy he’s just like grandpa, I know he liked us because he was hard when we sat on his lap.” Exclaimed Megan “Do you like him?” asked Josh “Oh yes Daddy we do!” exclaimed Martin excitedly “Do you think he wants to share his bed with you?” asked Trisha to the kids “I bet he does. Can we ask?” said Megan “Go ahead. I don’t think he’ll mind you asking.” The kids ran over to Uncle Aaron and Scruffy and jumped up on him, hugging him close. “Mr. Aaron, would you share your bed with us tonight? Mommy and Daddy said it was OK!” begged Megan. Uncle Aaron looked over at Trisha and Josh with tears in his eyes. They nodded yes knowing what he was asking with the expression on his face. ….back to the present…. “Looks like you just got lucky!” exclaimed Stevey to Uncle Aaron. “Yes, I did!” exclaimed Uncle Aaron. … later getting ready for supper…. “They really like you Aaron and we give our blessing to whatever they want to do.” Said Trisha as they joined us for supper “They are adorable, and I will not do anything that they don’t ask for first . I promise that I will not ask for anything. It must come from them first. I would be a very happy man if they only wanted to cuddle.” “Oh, I’m sure it will be a lot more than cuddling if I know my kids.” Said Trisha “Well kids I’m going to my tent for some shut eye are you going to join me?” asked Uncle Aaron. Megan and Martin both jumped up into Aaron’s arms and squealed with joy. “We’re ready, hope you’re all rested up because we want to have some fun.” Megan said as Uncle Aaron carried them into his tent. Scruffy followed close behind wagging his tail. He wasn’t sure how this was going to work out with new occupants in his tent, but he figured it was probably gonna be fun. “Well, I’m going to tell you two right up front. I sleep in the nude so I’m going to get undressed unless you don’t want me too.” “Are you kidding Mr. Aaron we want to get naked with you.” And with that said both Megan and Martin stripped and climbed in to Uncle Aaron’s sleeping bag before he even got undressed. “Well make sure you make room for me.” He said. “And from now on I’m either Uncle Aaron or just Aaron. OK?” Megan looked at Martin and they both looked at Uncle Aaron. “Aaron sounds really cool. So, get undressed all ready, it’s getting cold in here.” Before he would let them cover up he took a long gaze at them, he wanted to burn this image into his memory. Megan was adorable with those little nipples, barely the size of a strawberry but twice as sweet. Her body was slender but not skin and bones skinny. She had no hair on her pussy, but it had been explored before and had clearly defined pink lips. Her legs were perfect, slender with nice hips and her feet were delicate and just so cute. Martin was blond like Megan and had a slender build much the same as Megan. His nipples were about the size of a pea but stood out nice and hard. He had well defined abbs and his little cock was uncut with a small ball sack, just right for sucking. He was about 3″ long and about the width of Uncle Aaron’s pinky finger and begged to be sucked. His legs, like Megan’s were slender but not skinny and his toes begged to be sucked on. With that image burned forever in his mind he finished getting undressed and with an already hard cock, slid into the sleeping bag which the twins quickly closed up over them. Scruffy took his position at the foot of their sleeping bag and laid down to sleep. The twins took their time exploring Uncle Aarons body with their hands and each took their time sucking on his nipples. While they explored his body, he explored theirs and soon was fingering Megan’s pussy and Martin’s cock. Megan was the first to feel her tingles coming on and did her best to turn around so that Uncle Aaron could taste her pussy as she had her little dry cum. She shook with pleasure as his tongue found its way into her tight little pussy and as he licked her insides she shuddered with her second tingles of the night. Martin wasn’t far behind and did as Megan and twisted his body around so that he could offer his cock to Uncle Aaron’s waiting mouth. He sucked on Martin’s little cock parting the foreskin with his tongue to get at his sensitive pee slit. Martin bucked his hips as he pushed his cock in and out of Uncle Aarons mouth. He shuddered as he came to his drygasm and continued to shake as Uncle Aaron continued to suck until he realized it must be getting too sensitive. In this position the twins found Uncle Aaron’s cock and began to suck on it while playing with his ball sack. It wasn’t long before Uncle Aaron felt his orgasm coming on and told the twins that he was about to cum. They both giggled and dove down and with their mouths over his cock took his cum and began to swallow. “Ahhhhhhhh!” he moaned as the twins eagerly gulped down what he had offered and after cleaning him up came back up and gave him a big kiss. “That was really cool Aaron. You taste real good.” Megan said as she licked her lips. “Mmmmm that was really sweet Aaron. I hope we can get a lot more of that.” Added Martin. “Kids, you can enjoy that any time you want. But I think now we should all go to sleep.” Uncle Aaron said as he wrapped his arms around them and drew them close. The twins reluctantly relented and closed their eyes and they all three slept soundly. The next morning they made plans to get together at the compound after we all returned. As the evening progressed us guys split into our pairings and enjoyed the rest of the evening with some adult gay sex. “Stevey, I didn’t think it was possible to love you any more than I already did but when you turned back to the huddle after giving up your raincoat and with your face full of snow I almost passed out with overwhelming feelings of love.” “When you licked my face and touched me cheek to cheek, the warmth I felt overtook me and I got instantly hard.” Stevey confessed. “I love you with all my heart and death is the only thing that could tear my heart from yours.” “Steve, I need you to know that this trip has cemented my love for you. I always knew that I loved you, but I didn’t realize how being faced with imminent death would strengthen that love as it has. When that bull charged us and the thought of never seeing you again…I knew then I would give my life for yours.” Dad said to Daddy as he held him tight and kissed him passionately. Justin and Gary retired to their tent and sounds of love making could be heard throughout the evening. Stevey and I snuggled into our sleeping bag and decided that I would service Stevey tonight. I entered Stevey’s man pussy and proceeded to fuck him slowly hugging him close. I fell asleep fucking his pussy and never did climax. But that was OK, I was deep into my lovers pussy when I passed out and you couldn’t find a better way to fall asleep. When we awoke, I treated him to a fucking that would take a lifetime to forget. Dad and Daddy had much the same night. Daddy treated Dad to a once in a lifetime blow job that brought Dad to an orgasm he wouldn’t soon forget. Justin and Gary woke the next morning and when they emerged from their tent had grins that couldn’t be wiped away! The trip back was uneventful and after we dropped off our snowmobiles at the compound, we brought our new friends to Conway and their car at the overlook vista. We spent a night in Conway at the Holiday Inn and the next day found our way back to Otis and our compound. “You must have had quite the adventure.” Said grand mom as we unloaded our SUV. “We’ll tell you all about it!” responded Stevey as he and I hugged grand mom. I hope you all liked this third chapter. It was a lot of fun writing. Stay tuned as Chapter 4 will put you into the Appalachian Trail. Please let me know if you’re liking it. Till next chapter. Johnny Sent with ProtonMail Secure Email.

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