Scott was still straddled over Billy's waist. It had been so hot to mess up Billy's tee-shirt and leather jacket! And it was great that Billy didn't seem to care that his clothes and boots were gettin' trashed in the mud! But Billy had that 'look of revenge', in his eyes, and Scott couldn't wait for Billy to do somethin' back at him. 'Right now,' Scott thought, 'I'd let Billy do whatever he wanted to me....'. Just the anticipation of it made Scott excited and hard...

Billy looked up at Scott, and noticed the slight tear in the lining of Scott's base-ball jacket. Reaching his hands up, Billy put his fingers around the tear. Scott didn't move, didn't resist, just looked down at Billy's hands....'What was Billy gonna' do?'......

RIP! RIP! RIP!!! The lining of Scott's jacket was gettin' torn to shreds! Scott had loved this jacket, it was one of his favorites, 'but what was happening to it, and why was he gettin' so turned on by what Billy was doin' to it ???'. The force of Billy's ripping and tearing, caused the seam under Scott's right arm-pit to split open, and Scott could feel one of the back seams of his jacket gettin' more torn and ripped. Scott's only thought was, 'My good base-ball jacket !!!'. There were pieces of Scott's jacket lining in Billy's hands....

Billy still had a 'teasing, somewhat devilish' look on his face. He was enjoyin' himself, and he loved the look of 'surprise, (fear?), desire, and want', that was on Scott's face. And by the way Scott's rock-hard cock was pushin' into his crotch, Billy guessed that Scott was sure enjoyin' it too! 'Well he had pretty much trashed Scott's jacket, what was next???'.

Billy grabbed the opening at the top of Scott's shirt. Scott froze up, 'Not my shirt', he thought, but secretly knowing what he wanted Billy to do to it.... RIP!!! Billy tore the front of Scott's shirt open! Billy then grabbed a handful of mud and wiped it against Scott's bare chest. And then he did it again and again. Scott had shut his eyes, and now it was his turn to make 'happy, moanings of pleasure,' noises.... The mud felt so good against his skin, especially since it was Billy's hands that were rubbing the mud all over his chest... Remembering what Scott had done to his nipples, Billy started to play with Scott's. Sometimes bein' gentle, sometimes gettin' a little bit rougher, using his fingers to coax Scott's nipples to get as hard as they could. Billy knew from the noises that were emanating from Scott, that Scott was sure enjoyin' havin' his nipples played with!

But Billy wanted more! He grabbed Scott's shoulders and pushed him off of him. Scott landed back in the mud on his hands and knees. He started to slowly crawl away from Billy, knowin' and hopin' that Billy would concentrate on the back of his jeans... Scott felt his cock get harder when Billy grabbed one of the back pockets of Scott's pants. Scott tried to pull away, creating more pressure on the back pocket. Billy sensed what Scott was up to, and realized what Scott wanted him to do.... And Billy was happy to do it!

RIP!!! The pocket sort of ripped off, but half of the seat of Scott's jeans came with it. Billy laughed when he saw the back of Scott's boxers. "Star Wars!".

Billy had just ripped the back of his jeans open, and Scott was lovin' it! Then Billy started to pull on his boxers. 'What was Billy doin' ???. Was Billy tryin' to pull his boxers off, tryin' to pull 'em off through the rip in the back of his pants ???'. And it was makin' Scott go crazy!
Scott felt his boxers starting to bunch up, and gettin' tighter! It was like Billy was tryin' to give him a wedgie! Scott tried to pull away, knowin' that it would only make everything tighter and tighter... His boxers bein' pulled from behind, his rock-solid cock strainin' and pushin' against the front of 'em, something had to give....

RIP!!! Scott turned around. Along with a big grin on his face, Billy had a piece of Scott's boxers in his hand! It was hard to say who was gettin' the most pleasure about what had just happened! Billy then jumped on top of Scott, and the boys then playfully started to
wrestle, rollin' around in the mud, seein' who could get the other muddier. Soon the boys were almost unrecognizable...

Scott found himself lyin' back in the mud, with Billy on top of him. Billy was forcefully grinding his totally 'boned-up' cock against Scott's, and the 'want and lust' look on Billy's face made Scott know what was gonna' happen next...

"Scott...., I...., I...., I....,", Billy started to say, but Scott cut him off.
"Do it! Do it! Cream your jeans for me !!!". And with that, and with a cry of pleasure, Billy shot into his pants, one creamy jet after another... Even with all the mud between 'em, Scott could feel the force of Billy's cock, and could feel the cum coating the front of Billy's jeans...
That just made Scott crazier and crazier, and then he was shootin' into his tattered boxers and jeans! He grabbed onto Billy and pulled him close, knowin' that they had just 'spunked' their jeans. It felt so good!

Scott remembered how he had felt yesterday, (was it just yesterday...?), when he had stood there in the mud, his jeans and boxers down around his ankles. After he had come, and shot his cum all over the mud, he had felt sad, terrible, and depressed.... But now he wondered if he had ever felt better! He kissed Billy and Billy kissed him back. The boys were in that 'wonderful, after-sex kinda' mood'. They just laid there in the mud for a while, perfectly content, just happy to be with each other.....

Scott finally broke the mood. "My parents aren't home. We can go back to my house and get cleaned up."
"Oh, okay...", was Billy's somewhat sad response. It had been such a wonderful, sensuous experience, but he knew they couldn't lie in the mud forever....

The boys climbed outta' the mud-pit, and then had a good laugh lookin' at each other. Boy, were they a mess! Scott found his hand reachin' over to Billy's, and Billy took it. So hand-in-hand, the boys started down the path back to Scott's house. And today, Scott didn't care who saw 'em.

Billy Squires was a dream come true.....