Later that night, when it was time to go to sleep, Baz strode over and, squatting, started binding Cody’s wrists. Baz’s body seemed so much larger up close. A wall of solid muscle and hair. He could hear Baz breathing a little heavier than usual as he wove the rope over and around Cody’s wrists. In the shadows, Cody closed his eyes and inhaled Baz’s manly aroma deep into his lungs. His c**k grew erect, and every time the rock-hard muscles of Baz’s arms knocked against his own, it twitched.
“You like being tied up?” asked Baz as he tightened the knot.
The question took Cody by surprise. “What? Why?”
Baz gripped Cody’s erection and squeezed.
“Not exactly,” said Cody.
“Looks like it to me,” said Baz, giving it a final squeeze before releasing it.
Baz took the end of the rope, disappeare
