By Cutieboy90

Fall was in the air this morning as Josh and Alex left their truck at the trailhead, gravel crunching under their boots. Early morning dewdrops still clung to the foliage and spider webs, and fog still obscured the treetops.

Alex surveyed the brush.

“Heel, boy.” Josh whistled. Alex quickly obeyed. Josh smiled. “Sorry boy, you won’t find anything here. There’ll be plenty further up, I promise.”

“Yes Sir,” Alex replied, readjusting the straps for his backpack.

“Good boy.”

It was quiet as they made their way along the trail. Alex gradually acclimated to the initially crisp smell of ferns and wet gravel. The trees grew thicker, casting shadow across the path. The flat gravel path began to narrow and slope, soon giving way to well-worn earth and natural forest floor.

Walking a few steps behind his Master, Alex observed the traces of civilization fade with only a soft focus. The weight of the backpack on his shoulders, keeping his footing on the switchbacks, all while keeping up with Josh’s longer and stronger legs was a workout in itself. Not that he was complaining, watching Josh’s glutes pump and strain the already-well-filled-out seat of his pants… Alex grunted as his boner added yet more weight to this trek.

“Keep up, boy!” Josh called back over his shoulder.

“Yes Sir.” Alex replied through gritted teeth. He picked up his pace, sweating from the effort of trying to keep up. His Master was so much stronger and muscular. Those legs! Tree-trunk thighs, bulging calves, and that ass! It was all poor Alex could see with the trail’s incline so steep now.

The sun was just beginning to burn through the clouds as Josh finally stopped at a viewpoint.

“Alright boy? How about some water.” Josh gave his boy a pat on the shoulder.

“Yes Sir…” Alex panted. He was hoping for a rest, maybe even sit down for a moment. But he was to be disappointed, as Josh circled back and took two water bottles out of the backpack.

“We’re making very good time this morning,” Josh commented after a swig of water. “I’m proud of you for keeping pace.”

Alex blushed at the praise. “Thank you, Sir!”

Josh smiled as he wiped the sweat from his boy’s brow.

“You know the trail gets steeper now, right? You know I expect to maintain this pace?” Josh said in his deep, gentle voice.

“Yes Sir.”

“Good boy. I know you can do it.” Josh placed a kiss on Alex’s forehead. “Come on then.”

Josh put the waters back in the sack, and the hike continued. Leaving the clear viewpoint behind, the trail was steeper and the forest was dark. Alex felt his quads burning already. He powered through, the warmth of his Master’s kiss still lingering between his eyes. Once again, time passed in a soft hazy blur with Josh’s backside occupying Alex’s view. Even the constant weight on his shoulders and the intense burn in his legs became secondary to the goal of keeping that beautiful hunk of sculpted muscle exactly three inches out of physical reach.

“Hold up.” Josh had stopped in a particularly shady part of the forest, where the moss was thicker than the hair on his head. He stepped to the side and inspected the trees closest to the trail.

Alex took the moment to catch his breath. He knew vaguely where they were, he could hear the faraway rush of the falls. Which meant that they were very close.

Josh beamed as he approached and took some gloves out of his coat pocket.

“Keep your eyes peeled. I think we’re in the perfect spot.”

Alex donned his gloves too. He scanned the area to his left and spotted a large mossy stump a few paces from the trail. And there, nestled under the shade of a fern, was the prize.

“Sir!” Alex called. “I think I found some oyster mushrooms!”

Josh quickly made his way over to verify the mushrooms. He smiled.

“Ah yes, Pleurotus pulmonarius! An excellent find here, boy.” Josh took out a couple bags, and helped Alex with the harvest.

Alex continued to seek out mossy stumps and fallen trees for oyster mushroom colonies. Josh stayed nearby verifying Alex’s finds, but was mostly working on his own.

Josh was right about being in the perfect spot; Alex quickly filled two bags. He was taking a quick water break when Josh called him over.

“Yes Sir?”

Josh was holding several bags, mostly of oyster and porcinis.

“Look here, boy,” Josh squatted down by a mossy patch. “I want to show you how to identify Chanterelles.”

Alex hesitated, too busy admiring Josh’s ass. With his boner back in full force, Alex knelt carefully down and did his best to listen as Josh explained what to look for in Chanterelles.

“…Notice the gills are fainter toward the base, and they split toward the cap. Around here, they will always be a golden honey color, with white flesh. Also, it will smell a bit fruity, like apricots and nectarines. You with me?”

“Yes Sir,” Alex nodded. “Golden outside, white flesh. Apricots and nectarines, Sir.”

“Good boy.” Josh plucked the younger mushrooms from the ground. “There may be some more of these nearby, so see if we can find ‘em.”

Alex watched as Josh stood up. He was now at eye-level with his Master’s bulge, right where he belonged. He licked his lips. Josh noticed.

“Heheh, I know that look.” Josh rubbed his sub’s head affectionately. “Horny boy. As you should be…” Josh trailed off, stroking Alex’s face for a long moment.

“Alright, boy.” Josh cleared his throat. “Let’s uh, get back to our hunt.” He gently handed the mushrooms to Alex, and wandered around the small clearing with his eyes trained on the ground.

Alex started on the other side of the clearing, but found nothing but some twigs and rocks. He made his way back into the trees.

For the next 20 minutes, Alex wandered in a vague zig-zag. He found a few more oyster mushrooms, and a small huckleberry bush with a good handful of ripe berries. He kept Josh in his periphery, his boner still enjoying the sight of the handsome stud bending and squatting and flexing.

A golden yellow cap caught Alex’s eye. Aha! He reached for it, then froze. This was not a chanterelle. Even from this far away, he could tell. The gills were too pronounced, and they started from a ridge halfway up the stem. Alex just stood and stared.

“Come on, boy. Nothing else here for us.” Josh had stepped up beside his boy. “The falls is just ahead. Why don’t we head up there for lunch, and then find us a new spot.”

“Yes Sir,” Alex replied. He followed Josh back to the trail.

“It’s still early,” Josh noted, looking at his watch. “At this rate, I think we’ll have an even better haul than last weekend.” He turned slightly toward Alex, letting his hand fall back to catch Alex’s.

“What do you think, boy? Such a beautiful day, and it’s only going to get better.”

“Yes Sir!” Alex gave Josh’s hand a squeeze. “Always a beautiful day with you, Sir.” He added with a slight blush.

They walked hand-in-hand for a few minutes. The roar of the falls grew ever closer. There was only one more set of steep switchbacks to ascend to their planned lunch spot.

“So…” Josh stopped at the base of the switchback. “I know my horny boy’s enjoyed checking me out. And as much as I like that, I think it’s only fair that I get to check you out this time.” Josh let go of Alex’s hand, reaching back to grope Alex’s ass.

“Go on, boy.” Josh gave Alex’s left glute a firm encouraging squeeze.

Alex nodded and started the climb. He could feel his Master’s gaze burning up his ass. It made his boner throb. It made his heart beat faster. It made him want to get to the top sooner so he could take off this damn backpack and give Josh a bearhug. Oh yes, he’d jump in to His arms and they’d roll around in the grass like a couple of fucking animals.

“Loving the view, boy!” Josh called up to him.

Alex blushed deeply.

“Thank you, Sir!” Alex gasped “But, respectfully… I think the view was better when you were leading…”

“Ha!”

Alex looked ahead. Only two more turns.

“Almost there, Sir! Enjoy the view while you ca-OOOP!!” Alex’s toe had caught on a rock. He stumbled trying to catch himself with the added weight of the backpack.

“Woah!” Josh reached out, catching him by the shoulder. “Woah there, boy.”

Josh held Alex for a minute as they both caught their breath. “Easy, let’s not have an accident.”

Alex gazed into Josh’s eyes. He lifted his chin and kissed Josh’s mouth.

“But… This ‘accident’ seems really nice, Sir.” Alex whispered as he broke the kiss.

Josh smiled.

“Maybe a pleasant surprise, boy. But we don’t want accidents.”

“Aren’t surprises and accidents kinda the same thing, though?” Alex’s eyes sparkled.

Josh nodded absently, and dove in for another kiss.

“Come on, boy. Let’s get up there and have some lunch.”

“Yes Sir!”

Josh grabbed Alex’s hand, and led him up the switchback. A tree-shaded plateau awaited at the top. To the left, the trail that eventually lead to the waterfalls. To the right, thick trees, unkempt vegetation, and apparently the pair’s lunch spot?

“C’mon boy,” Josh gave his hand an encouraging squeeze. “Thick trees, unkempt vegetation, and maybe a little adventure.”

Alex followed obediently, trudging through the underbrush. Now out of sight of the trail, Josh stopped at the edge of a clearing. Here the forest was less dense, and sunlight shone through the canopy. Alex could see a good thicket of huckleberry bushes too.

“Go on, boy.” Josh nodded as he eased the heavy pack from Alex’s tired shoulders. “I told you there’d be lots up here.”

“Yes Sir!” Alex gave his man a hug, then gathered a few bags and made his way to the bushes. What a great find! He thought to himself as he quickly filled the bags with ripe huckleberries. There’s easily enough here for several pies. And still a good amount leftover for preserves.

Now with six full bags of berries, Alex decided to return to where Josh was. The clearing, however, was empty. Josh was nowhere to be seen! Only the backpack, leaning against a rock. Huh… Alex shrugged and put the berries into the pack. He stood up, giving his back and shoulders a good stretch. After carrying that heavy pack all morning, he was definitely getting in a workout…

A flash of red suddenly cut through Alex’s vision, and simultaneously the air left his lungs.

“H-uck!” Alex looked down at the red rope pinning his arms to his sides. He’d been lassoed!

“Caught ya.” Josh said from behind, his voice deep and shimmery. He reeled his catch in, until they were facing.

“You… You planned this.” Alex insinuated with a smile and a rapidly growing boner. “This is why you had me pack the red climbing rop-fff-” He was cut off by Josh’s hand clamping firmly over his mouth.

Josh’s eyes twinkled mischievously. He wrapped his arms around his sub and guided him over to a young fir tree. He worked quickly, tying Alex in a spreadeagle against the trunk, taking advantage of the low, sturdy branches. When he was done, Josh stepped back to survey his work. Breathing heavily, almost panting as he watched Alex test the ropes.

Out of his chest pocket, Josh procured a soft-looking strip of gray cloth. Alex recognized it as one of Josh’s sweatrags, made from his recycled gym shirts! Alex moaned in arousal even before the musky cloth was brought close enough for him to smell.

“I know how much you like these, boy.” Josh murmured as he cleavegagged Alex, wrapping the long strip around his head several times. Alex nodded with a blush, swooning as his mouth and nose were awash with his Master’s scent. “I know, boy.”

Josh ran his hand down his bound sub’s torso. Groping his chest and lats. Patting his flat stomach.

“I’d say I’ve had a successful hunt,” Josh declared. “You’re a fine prize. Make a handsome trophy.” Josh hugged him around the waist. “I could just look at you all day, baby… Oh!?”

Josh pulled back, whistling at the hard bulge in Alex’s pants.

“Mmmmmm…!” Alex moaned as Josh massaged his boner through his pants, the heavy fabric blunting the firm caress of his hand.

“Oh yes, I think there’s a big mushroom in here…” Josh grunted, adjusting himself. “But first…” He took another old strip of T shirt, and tied it over Alex’s eyes. “That’s better.”

Josh proceeded to fondle them both, gradually cuddling closer to his helpless sub to grind their bulges together.

“These grow strongest in dark, tight places with good… Friction,” Josh whispered, grinding his hips harder. “And I think… I know… Where to find a good one.”

Josh reached down and fished his dick out, then pulled Alex’s out as well. Planting his hands around Alex’s waist, Josh frotted their hard leaking boners together.

“Hmmmmm…”

“Feel good, boy?”

“Mm hmm!!” Alex was close, having been blue-balled most of the morning.

“Heheh,” Josh slowed the pace of his thrusting. He enjoyed watching his sub squirm in horny desperation. With his right hand, he reached down and took a hold of Alex’s nutsack. Gently rolling them in his gloved palm and tugging them down to give that tight scrotum an easy stretch.

“MMMMM…!” Alex’s back arched involuntarily. He really wanted to cum, but his Master was clearly bent on prolonging it. And Josh knew exactly how, too.

Alex knew it wouldn’t do any good to beg. So he bit down on his gag, releasing a new burst of stale sweat onto his tongue, and settled in for the ride.

Josh smiled as Alex accepted his fate.

“Good boy,” Josh whispered in his boy’s ear. “You know you’re my prey.” He leaned in and kissed Alex’s gagged mouth, making out with him hard.

“Mmmmmmm…” Alex moaned, feeling the kiss through the cloth. So close, yet so far!

Josh stepped back after a moment. He gave the balls in his right hand a firm squeeze, and began to stroke Alex’s cock with his left. Still slick with both their pre from their earlier frotting, Josh’s gloved hand pumped easily and smoothly along Alex’s length.

“Almost there, boy. Almost ready for harvest.” Josh cooed. “Almost…” He beat Alex’s meat faster, squeezing his nuts harder. “Almost… But not quite.” Josh released Alex’s package completely, stepping back to enjoy watching Alex’s hard cock throb needily.

“Mmmhmmhmmm!!” Alex wailed. He could picture his Dom in his mind, just standing there smirking at his anguish, stroking his own gloriously hard cock. “Hmmmm…!”

Josh panted as he stroked himself slowly, leaning against a young tree. He was horny for sure, and wanted to get them both off. His stomach growled. Yes, he’d get them both off and they’d have their lunch. His cock felt good in his hand as he jacked himself. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back against the tree.

“Freeze.”

Josh felt a cold metal blade against his throat. He complied.

“Hey, take it easy. This is a consensual scene. No one-”

“Consensual? Oh good!” The masked man’s voice took on a cheery tone. “Always better that way, you know?”

Another masked man stepped up from around the tree and began tying Josh to the tree. He worked quickly, efficiently. Josh’s arms were secured behind the treetrunk, and his torso was immobilized with a chest harness. A matching harness was made around his hips and thighs. Josh could tell this masked man was an expert rigger.

“Listen, whoever you are, I wa-mmmph!” Josh was silenced by a rag being stuffed in his mouth.

“Hush there, big guy. Like you said, this is consensual.” The man tied another rag around Josh’s mouth to keep the first one in place.

“HMMPHH!!”

The man with the rope then pulled Josh’s right foot off the ground and tied it behind the tree. He then did the same with Josh’s left foot. Josh was helpless, essentially hogtied to the tree!

Confident that Josh wasn’t going anywhere, the masked man with the knife folded it up and put it away. The two began to search through the backpack.

“Oysters, porcinis… Chanterelles. Huckleberries!? Wow, you guys made a real haul. No wonder we couldn’t find anything!”

Josh growled threateningly through his gag.

“Oh no,” the second man finally spoke up. “We found something better here.” He stood up and sauntered over to Josh. “Something MUCH better…” He ran his hands over Josh’s shoulders and chest, and down to his still exposed, throbbing cock. His gloved hand stroked along its entire glorious length. Josh could see a smirk in the man’s eyes.

“HMMPH! MMm HMMM!!”

“Quiet.” The man fondled Josh’s balls. He took another rope and tightly bound Josh’s package. He threw the end of the rope over a branch, and then anchored it tightly to the base of Alex’s tree.

“Well. Hello there.” The man eyed Alex. “You’re a sweet subby thing, aren’t you…” He stroked Alex’s neck with the back of his gloved hand. “Don’t be scared, no one’s getting hurt.”

Alex had no idea what was going on, having been blindfolded the entire time. He assumed they were being robbed?

The masked man leaned in close, and whispered in Alex’s ear.

“Just play along… I have a feeling you’ll enjoy this.”

Alex suddenly recognized the man’s voice. Master Skylar! Skylar tended to be more old-guard than Josh, and the two of them were life-long friends and rival doms.

“Good boy,” Skylar whispered. “Don’t we all just love hunting accidents.” Alex nodded, and felt Skylar leave his side.

Oblivious to the content of the whispered conversation, Josh struggled in his bonds desperate to break free and protect Alex. He didn’t like the way the masked man was whispering and caressing him.

“HUUK HMM! MMPPPHH!!”

The still-masked Skylar sauntered back to Josh. He tugged the rope around Josh’s cock until Josh was quiet.

“Good boy,” Skylar rewarded Josh’s compliance with some slow tender strokes of his cock. “Well since you picked the place clean, I guess you’ll just have to do it again. We’re taking your bounty. Unless you’d rather we take…” He stroked Josh’s cock faster.

Josh shook his head.

“You sure? I bet I can make you cum real quick. You’re so close…”

Josh shook his head more adamantly.

“So be it.” Skylar took his hand away, and turned to the other masked man. “Pack it up.”

He and his accomplice transferred Josh and Alex’s mushrooms to their own rucksacks, and took their leave. But not before he took the blindfold off Alex and retied it over Josh’s eyes.

Alex watched the friendly thieves disappear through the trees. As soon as they were gone, he turned his attention to Josh. Seeing his Master all bound up was… Conflicting. On the one hand, it was super hot watching his muscular form struggle and strain. Hearing his muffled grunts through the gag. On the other hand, obviously it was probably unsub-like for him to want to see his Master like this…

Alex chewed his gag. He was enjoying this too much. His cock twitched and throbbed. Josh looked so sexy tied to that tree, the ropes accentuating his body, that hard cock straining at its leash. Skylar’s knots were all way out of reach, there was no way Josh was getting himself free. Completely helpless…

A rush of adrenaline coursed through Alex. He was loving this, but he needed more. He looked at his own bindings, Josh always used quick-release knots for scenes like this. There was one within reach of his left hand! He stretched his fingers out and pulled the knot. It fell loose, Alex’s left arm was free. He untied his other hand, and proceeded to untie himself from the tree.

Josh was struggling with all his strength. Damn these ropes! That fucker really knew what he was doing. Josh worked his jaw, hoping to loosen the gag. He needed to know that Alex was okay.

A gentle hand suddenly caressed Josh’s pecs.

“Hmmmm?”

Josh felt his nips lightly teased through his shirt. The hands playing with them flattened and rubbed their way up toward his shoulders, then down his arms. He could feel someone snuggling against him. There was a very soft, gentle kiss on his neck. It was Alex!

“MMmmph!”

The kissing continued, and so did the touching. Josh suddenly realized that Alex wasn’t going to untie him! And somehow, that idea was making his dick harder.

Alex was drunk with lust and power as he groped, squeezed, and caressed his helpless Master’s body. From his broad shoulders and barrel chest, to his solid core.

“And these big beautiful thighs…” Alex breathed and he massaged Josh’s quads. He was going to give himself a nosebleed. He dropped heavily to his knees, Josh’s hard prick almost jabbing him in the eye. It throbbed visibly, twitching angrily for attention. Alex kissed the tip.

“MMMMMM!!” Josh groaned, his muscles bulged as he strained against the ropes.

Alex quickly took the gorgeous cock in his mouth. He knew how to please his Master… He bobbed on the thick shaft, the wide tip just at the edge of his throat. With his hands he continued to molest Josh’s powerful thighs, wrapping around to squeeze his hamstrings on occasion. They felt tight, cramping no doubt from being bent up like they were.

Without taking his mouth off the cock he was servicing, Alex reached blindly up the ropes securing Josh’s ankles. He felt the knots, and picked them loose. First the right, then the left.

“HMMMMPHH!” Josh roared through his gag as both his feet hit the ground, his hamstrings and calves cramping hard. He curled his toes in his boots, stomping at the ground like an angry bull. Sweat beaded his brow, soaking into the edges of the cloth blinding him.

The sudden rush of pain was no damper on Josh’s impending orgasm; he was too close, and Alex too skilled. Josh shot a big sticky load right down his mutinous sub’s throat, as he bellowed and stomped in place.

Alex sucked his Master dry, milking him for all they were both worth. For several minutes, Josh twisted and grunted into his gag as Alex slowly eased up. Alex shivered as he finally let Josh’s cock drop out of his mouth. It was still hard, red, and throbbing. Such a beautiful tool, its size and shape accentuated by the ropes wrapped around its base…

Right, the ropes! Alex quickly untied the rope binding Josh’s nuts, finally allowing him relief from the enforced boner. A pit was starting to form in Alex’s stomach as the lust began to wear off… What had he done?

Keeping his cool, Alex quickly began to untie his Master from the tree. Skylar’s knots were secure, and all out of Josh’s reach. None of them were close to each other, causing Alex to locate each by following the individual ropes to their ends.

As soon as he was free, Josh tore the blindfold from his eyes and stepped away from the tree. He fumbled with the gag. Alex quietly began coiling the ropes and putting them back in the bag.

Josh spat the rag from his mouth. He huffed, his fists clenching and unclenching as he cooled his temper. He stuck his dick back in his pants, the sound of the zipper echoing through the peaceful forest. He turned and inspected the ropes that had bound him. After a couple of minutes, he whistled.

“Heel, boy.”

Alex obediently knelt at his Master’s side.

“Are you ok?”

“Yes, Sir,” Alex replied rather meekly.

“I figured,” Josh chuckled. He placed his hand gently on Alex’s head, petting his hair gently. He picked up one of the ropes from the tree. “Did we bring these ropes?”

“No Sir. We only packed the red rope.”

“Hmmm…” Josh drummed his fingers on his boy’s head. “I know who’s ropes these are, and I think I know what happened.” He smirked as he pulled out his phone. “Go ahead and pack them with ours.”

Alex nodded and went about gathering the black ropes.

“Ah Skylar! Hey buddy, pal.” Josh spoke with an over-friendly voice. Alex smiled to himself. This would surely be entertaining.

“…Yes, beautiful weather today. I was actually calling to see if you and your current sub would like to come over this evening. I’m thinking of firing up the grill… Yes… Of course, I’d love to make some of my famous mushroom burgers. Uh huh… Thing is, I don’t have any mushrooms… Oh? You found a good lot of them did you? Today? No shit. Well, why don’t you bring the mushrooms you ahem ‘found’ and we’ll have a little garden party… Yes of course, he will be glad to. OK, buddy. See you guys then.” Josh hung up quickly with a dark chuckle.

“So boy, we’re having some guests tonight. You think you can make us one of your huckleberry pies this afternoon?”

“Yes Sir!” Alex smiled as he zipped up the bag. “We may need to stop for some butter, though.”

“We will, boy.” Josh massaged Alex’s neck. “Come on, we should get going if we want to beat those hooligans to the house.”

“Sir? What about our lunch?” Alex asked as he hoisted the backpack over his shoulders.

Josh turned with a twinkle in his eye.

“Well boy, you’ve had your lunch,” Josh said patting his still-present bulge. “A far more nutritious and tasty lunch than the sandwich you packed, if I do say so… As for me, well, I’m saving my appetite for revenge later.”

“Yes Sir…” Alex looked to the ground, feeling guilty about taking his master’s load. He felt an arm fall gently around him.

“It’s ok, baby.” Josh kissed the side of his head. “You’re still my good boy. Besides, accidents happen.”

“A pleasant surprise, I hope Sir?”

“Yes, boy.” Josh beamed at his sub. “Very. Now c’mon. Let’s go get you some butter.”

And with that, Josh and Alex made their way back down the trail. Hand in hand, scheming and plotting just how they’d get even with their friend Master Skylar.

The End

Metal would like to thank Cutieboy90 for this story!