Well, as you know from the first story my ass had been well beaten by Brad. So as we continued hiking, I was quite uncomfortable but planning m revenge. That night, when we had set up camp, we ate dinner and then headed off into the wood leaving the leader behind. We came across an open clearing at the edge of a cliff and sat there admiring the view and peace and quiet. Well it was then that Brad pulled out his cards and asked if I was feeling lucky. I answered yes but suggested we play high cards instead believing it would truely be luck that determined the outcome.
Well we quckly set out the rules and it wasn't long before I had Brad down to his briefs. It truey was my lucky day. Brad had a great body, firm and smooth and with the next card, he removed his underwear and stood there in all his glory. The sun was lowering in the sky but there was still ample light for me to enjoy the show and I encouraged him to play on.
Well I lost a few but managed to keep most of my clothes on and Brad eventually lost again meaning it was my turn to return the favour of the night before. I motioned towards a tree at the edge of the clearing and reaching into my pack produced a length of rope. I was a good scout always prepared. Well I tossed the rope over a branch and fastened one end securely around Brad's wrists. The other end I tied around another tree so Brad was left dangling there naked and helpless. I gently brushed against his _c_o_c_k_ and it twitched to life. "So you are real pleased wth your victory of last nght are you?" I whispered in his ear. "Well get ready for payback." At that I grabbed one of Brad's socks and stuffed it in his mouth. Then pcking up a branch I swung mightily at the air causing load swishing noises. Brad's eyes went wide with fear.
The first shot was light, after all I didn't want to get him crying right off the start. It connected across his tight white ass and after a few seconds a thin red line appeared. He squirmed in discomfort and only muffled crys were heard. Agai I pulled the stick back and connected. Three more connections and already Brad was moving a lot tryig to avoid the contacts. I noticed as well that his _c_o_c_k_ was growing ever longer. What a fine sight.
I started tracing the stick across his chest, around his nipples, and down to his belly-button. Again his _c_o_c_k_ grew loger and harder. Then I gently swatted his dick with the stick. I swayed a little but not much as Brad looked like he could take no more. I then dropped down to my knees and started tracing his dck with my tongue. Brad moaned gently and it was then that I took his _c_o_c_k_ into my mouth and started sucking. Brad's hips started to sway with my movements and it wasn't long before his knees went limp and I could feel he could take no more. I pulled off hi and watched as his cum shot from his _c_o_c_k_ towards the edge of the cliff. When he stopped firing, I asked if he enjoyed that and he nodded his head yes in exhaustion. I then said that was good because break-time was over and it was time to continue with the punishent.
His eyes went wide and again I picked up the stick and delivered 10 more swats to his already sore ass. Then I took out my camera and took some wonderful shots of him hanging there from the tree with the sun setting behind him. Then remembering the night before I gathered his clothes from around the clearing and walking to the edge of the cliff tossed them over the edge before releasing Brad. I told him I would see him back at camp, and not to be too long or me and the leder would have to come looking for him.
Well he found some way down the cliff and managed to find most of his clothes (though he was missing his underwear and a sock, but all is well that ends well. Of course that's not the end... as Brad returned the favour to me that night but again that's a tale for another time.