My friends that I normally celebrate my birthday with were out of town so I decided that a Jeep adventure would be a good substitute. I geared up in my formerly white skinny jeans, a t-shirt that had only been hosed off since the last mudding advent...

I was backing up my computer today and rediscovered multiple stories of mudding adventures in Wyoming I wrote over the past 12 years that I had forgotten about. When I do road trips on my own I usually pack some gear in case of an opportunity to hav...

The fountain in this story is very real; I helped built it. The rest of the story is a tapestry of events, both actual and fantasy, that occurred during construction. I won't reveal which parts really happened but will admit that there were definitel...

Preface: Fair warning: this short story is like my previous story A Muddy Surprise at The Farm in that it is quite long by UMD standards and it is not something everyone will have the patience to read since the entire story is in a single post. It...

Jake grew up on a ranch in West Texas oil country, the youngest of three boys. He was often the victim of his older brothers' pranks when they were out on their dirt bikes or ATVs so getting muddy on a frequent basis was just a part of growing up....

After working on projects at the university for the first two summers of civil engineering school my parents thought I should work for my uncle in the construction business to get some field experience between my junior and senior years. So a few da...

Part 2 - Getting acquainted "I'm sorry I didn't introduce myself earlier I'm Mike." It seemed like an odd formality given the circumstances of our meeting so I did not hold out my hand for a handshake. "Hi Mike, I'm Cody, nice to know your name."...

Last summer I was out riding my Suzuki DRZ-400S dual-sport motorcycle along a really muddy back road on a nice warm day. My new street-legal knobby tires were flinging up quite a bit of mud as I rode through the mud-filled ruts on purpose. In fact...

A Muddy Surprise at The Farm Preface: Fair warning: this short story is quite long by UMD standards and it is not something everyone will have the patience to read since the entire story is in a single post. It has an actual plot line, character...

The Mud Business - Part 3 Weeks 4-5: We settle into a routine The muddy celebration of Andy's birthday at the shop, our socializing at the bar and first nights spent together were like a fantasy for me. By now we worked so well together that I wo...

The Mud Business - Part 2 Week 3: Andy makes a big mess I taught Andy how to use the mixing machine to combine the water, clay and polymer for the large containers and he had been doing it on his own for a week without any problems. On Friday...

This is one of my longer stories so I'll post it in two parts. The Mud Business I'm in the mud business. Drilling mud to be exact - used for drilling water wells and directional boring for utility pipes and fiber optic sleeves. The oil and ga...

My name is Mike but my friends like to call me by my last name - Carter - especially when I they get annoyed with me. I live in southwestern Colorado, a great area for off-road activity. I like to drop in on my ever-so-butch and handsome buddy Tom...

Part I The Inspiration OK, I'll admit it right up front. When my gay four-wheel drive club had a fund-raiser at the local Levi/leather bar last year, I really got worked up during the water balloon throw. It cost a dollar a balloon to have a chan...

Tuesday was my birthday. With the Covid restrictions I was unable to go out for drinks with my friends so I decided to call my ex, who lives about an hour away, to see if his hubby would loan him to me for a day-long road trip. Tim wanted to get so...