I'm a pretty shy guy, so no pics to share because I'm still not totally comfortable telling anyone about my dirty little secrets. But. I wanted to share a pretty good story with you guys. I'll leave your imaginations to make up the rest

I recently bought a side by side UTV and I've been out riding both by myself and with my wife/friends. Along the rides I've been scouting out spots that would be great to visit and get muddy. So far, all I've done is stick rock hard every time I pass by a spot, until yesterday.

I decided to go for a ride and my wife did not want to go, so I figured I'd use this as an opportunity. The trails weren't busy, so I started out slow, hitting mud holes fairly gingerly just enough to kick up some chunks. No real intentions in getting overly dirty. Just the normal trail splatter.

On my way back, something inside me changed and it was liberating.

I was coming back on a trail with hit and miss mud holes. Mostly water, but some with some thickness. After churning up a couple of them I let loose. I have a flip windshield and it was opened up, so it was catching ALL the mud splatter and directing all over me from the top down!

Every hole I hit, the more warm water and mud covered me and everything else. I kept running back and forth until I turned the water holes into slurry holes. It was so warm and stuck just enough to make sure I was covered in a nice film. Mind you I'm wearing a tight t shirt, mesh shorts, and muck boots with tall socks.

On my last trip back up the trail, I decided to go all the way. I parked in the middle and slowly walked out into the mud. It was about 3/4 of the way up my boots until I got to the middle. As I stepped farther out, I sank farther in. Eventually the mud overran the top of my boots and I could feel them filling up with warm soft slurry. It was a bit of a struggle, but I walked back and forth a few times.

I got back to the middle and dropped to my knees. The warm slurry filled my shorts from the bottom up until I packed them full from the top. I stood back up and almost lost them around my ankles. My boots were so heavy I was having a hard time keeping my balance. Whoops.

I fell backward into the warm soup. I couldn't believe I'd let myself get this far. I was stepping out of my comfort zone for sure, but it was too late.

I laid back flat and did a back stroke before I rolled over. By that time I was engulfed to my neck. I stood back up and evaluated the situation and realized I wasn't quite done. This was it, I'd never done a full submersion but I was about to.

I went loose and let myself fall face first into the slurry. I laid there for a second taking in the amazing place I put myself in. I quickly rolled over and sat up, then laid right back down.

I'd never felt so free in my LIFE. I rolled around for a few minutes dipping my head under again and again. I don't think I could've gotten any more mud in any other place than it was already.

I was already deep in the hole in a pretty secluded area of the trail, so I couldn't let myself go anymore. I was so rock hard that it was starting to get sore. So I went ahead and rubbed one out right there in the mud pit. I didn't think I could ever do something like that, but it just felt right.

I then realized; there wasn't another water hole to even try to clean up in because I'd churned them all into mud slurry pits.

I had about a 30min ride back to town to a Private place to clean up, but I didn't care at that point. I left my windshield open the whole way home. The mud dried all over my upper body but my lower body stayed nice and slimy the whole way. It made sitting upright in the seat somewhat difficult, but I didn't care!

A little bonus when I got back to town was the fact that my boots were still filled to the brim with creamy mud. It'd gotten so warmed up by my feet that I dumped both boots right over top my head before I cleaned myself up.

This is honestly the first story I've ever shared with anyone. I kept thinking about it all day and couldn't keep it to myself anymore. It's too good not to share. And I hope at least someone enjoys it.

I've not done much outside of small brownie batter sessions and a couple of mud buckets in the shower.

I've been into this stuff my whole life. Since I was a little kid I've thrived on Nickelodeon slime until I found the joy of YouTube. Every time we'd go somewhere I'd see a nice mud pit or go down a muddy trail and think about how nice it'd be to just Jump in.

Between my professional career and my wife knowing nothing about my WAM fetish I really didn't think it'd go beyond much of that. Until this experience. Now I can't wait to get out there and so it again, and again, and again.

I would love to tell my wife, but I'm so afraid she will not think of me in the same way moving forward who knows. Maybe someday I will.

Peace out for now friends.

Thanks so much for sharing ready this makes me miss the mud today

I'm glad your growing and can connect parts of yourself with the world and
Have courage to do it.

Hope your holiday is glorious and fruitful and potentially messy

Thanks for sharing your muddy adventure with us. We can all relate!