Bondage dreams in backcountry Ontario

Venturing from vanilla to variety


My longest sadomasochistic relationship has been with nature. I’m infatuated with backcountry. I’ve trekked through the Himalayas, got lost in the Sierras, camped in the Appalachians and the Laurentians, and have done solo trips all around Northern Ontario.

Each trip has its own challenges and by the end I’m usually cut up, bruised, sunburned and covered in bug bites — my body and mind pushed to their limits. Needless to say, I find the whole thing sexual in a primal sort of way.

As I was back in Toronto for a few weeks, I decided to go on a canoe trip with Ernan and some old friends in Killarney Provincial Park, which is close to Sudbury in the Canadian Shield.

I’d been seeing Ernan for more than a year now and was staying with him while I was in Toronto. Despite not wanting a serious relationship, I enjoyed how close we were becoming. We even began referring to each other as lovers, somewhat jokingly. He has visited me in New York, Berlin and Barcelona and we always have fun together. There’s no denying that I love him a lot but I hate conventional relations, so perhaps this is how I have a relationship now.

Ernan is intelligent, open-minded and up for anything. He’d never been on a canoe trip before. I also brought some extra rope to have some “fun” too — perhaps.

We drove up north on the Monday after Pride, loaded our bags on the canoes at Bell Lake’s launch point and paddled off on our adventure.

Ernan had never canoed and we had a three-hour trip ahead of us. He’d get lots of practice. The first portage off Bell Lake was 700 metres long. Instead of trying to carry the canoes and packs all at once, we’d take our time and make two trips.

Ernan and I went ahead of my other friends; he carried a large pack while I balanced the canoe on my shoulders. The trail through the forest has a lot of small hills and we found the terrain a little tricky to negotiate. On our second trip, I kept pinching Ernan’s nipples because they were large, sensitive and just fun to pinch. We kissed a bit too; this is as romantic as I like to get.

Next, we canoed through a swamp that led to the second portage. I’ve always liked traveling through swamps but Ernan’s paddle kept getting caught in the water lilies so he got frustrated at times. The actual portage was less than one third the size of the previous one so it didn’t take us long to get to David Lake on the other side, where we set up camp.

 

The next morning, Ernan and I woke up horny. We kissed a bit, then I held his hands behind his head and teased him by jerking his cock lightly and licking his shaft without actually sucking it. I like having control of him like that.

I looked up and asked whether he’d be willing to do exactly what I wanted — sexually — for a day when we returned to Toronto.

“What do you mean?” he asked. I told him he’d have to do anything that I asked of him — whether that meant walking around in public with a visible hard-on in his shorts or sucking my cock in a toilet stall. Whatever I wanted.

He agreed — reluctantly — though he seemed to get harder at the thought of it.

I decided I wouldn’t let him come that morning, even though he begged me. It’d be so much better if we held back.

Ernan and I shared so much together in the past year, but sexually we were still relatively vanilla. I want to share even more with him as we continue to get closer. It’s important, and it seems he has a craving for it.

“I’ve got dildos at home,” he said, as I was about to get out of the tent. I was a little caught off guard. I laughed and asked him what he meant. “I’ve got dildos at home,” he repeated. “I want you to use them on me.”

“Maybe when we get back I’ll tie you up and play with your ass,” I said. He gave me that silly, lovable grin.

Next: Pisexuality (Part 1)>

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