Here is a new outdoor bondage clip I recorded on a mile day in early February. There isn’t a lot I can say about it. I could barely move, with my knees strapped tightly to my chest and my wrists handcuffed and locked to a chain around my genitals.

I shot the clip with 2 cameras. I edited it down to 4.5 minutes, because there isn’t much action. I couldn’t even roll around, because I was partially suspended by a strap around my cock and balls.

I suppose, had I not been gagged, I could have inserted some intelligent conversation. No such luck, all I could do was moan. At least I didn’t have to memorize a complicated script.

Link to the clip: Discarded on the Trail (the name leaves much to be desired)

It’s not my usual clip, but it has some selling points. For one thing, the mud I get stuck in looks exactly like the ground around it. It gives no indication of the danger lurking there. Also, thanks to my boots, I actually did get stuck, and most of the struggle is genuine.

There is a long setup on this clip (about 4 minutes), so the clip’s appeal is more towards people who want to see my muddy boots and are interested in the context of how this booted hiker, wearing short shorts and a cropped t-shirt, is hiking around in the rain forest and encounters a classic quicksand trap.

The mud reaches my mid thigh and the stuck/struggle section lasts just under 10 minutes. It’s a good struggle and the video quality is pretty nice. You never know, you might like it. I’ve never been a very good salesman. Here is a direct link, just in case: Stuck in Boots & Denim Shorts

Well, it was my idea of gentle mudding, but I might have gotten a little carried away. My knee improved a lot overnight, so I decided I’d go for a paddle and check out the low tide. I arrived at the water while the tide was still going out, and hadn’t yet gotten low enough to reveal any good mud. I didn’t want to make the mistake I made yesterday, and arrive late to the party.

Since I was early, I paddled to my more distant spot and picked up trash along the way. After arriving at the mud, I paddled back up the creek to fetch a long piece of timber that was hung up along the bank. I floated that log back to the place I had selected, and dragged it across the mud to a spot where it could reach from one bank to the other.

The log was really long and unwieldy,  so I picked it up over my head and pitched it across the abyss. Did I mention that I might not have been as gentle on my knee as I should have been? Once I had the log in place, I walked across on it, and it broke when I was almost all the way across. Fortunately, the log was long enough that I could still span the gorge with what was left of it. The second time I set out across, it broke on the other end, but I still had just enough to maintain my bridge, and it held my weight the third time I tried to walk across.

I made it the entire way across, but where is the fun in that? I turned around to do it again, and this time I managed to fall into the mud. I climbed back on the log and fell into the mud again, just for good measure. None of this activity was doing my injured knee any good, but it seems to have survived the ordeal.

I got cleaned up and put away my cameras, but there was no sign of the tide coming back in, my knee was holding up alright, and I wasn’t cold, so I returned to my bridge to do some bondage over the mud. At that point, the cameras were off, and I was just enjoying some erotic play time. I explored several different ties before the tide was encroaching on the mud and I knew I had to get back to the office. By that time I was so horny the cold water didn’t even dampen my enthusiasm. I got cleaned up for the second time, and headed back to the office.

So, in a nutshell, I got two mud trips in a row. That was a treat, even though things didn’t go perfectly. I had to go out today, because I was committed for the entire weekend and by Monday the low tide would be moving into late afternoon. The midday sun is just enough to offset the effects of the cool water; later in the day, it can be a challenge to stay warm.