A little present for another member on here I whipped up this afternoon since I was kinda bored. Hope you all enjoy it!

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Jason and his boyfriend Matt stared out at the rundown old farm before them. A close friend of theirs was getting married in a few days and had booked all the members of her bridal party into "destination" lodgings near where the wedding, rehearsal dinner, and all the other festivities were to occur. Jason and Matt had been told that they would be staying at a "charming bed and breakfast with a rustic feel," while this was not untrue, it was certainly not how they would have described it, and they certainly weren't dressed for it.

Having just come from a formal brunch with the families and other members of the wedding party, Jason was wearing a blue blazer over a light blue shirt with grey trousers and black leather shoes and belt and Matt had gone for a grey blazer over a white shirt and white pants with grey shoes and a matching belt. Neither had gone for a tie as it was quite warm. All in all they looked far more suited for a weekend in Milan or Saint-Tropez than on a farm.

They quickly entered the farmhouse and found "reception." A greying old woman received them kindly and pointed them up to their room before detailing when breakfast was served. She also told them that they had free reign of the farm with the exception of the machinery, though she quickly advised against the barn given their attire and the general sense of "city boys" that radiated from them. They dropped their bags in their room and quickly discovered that old houses tend not to have air conditioning and tend to get a bit... musty. It didn't take long for them to decide that even with the "rustic" scent hanging in the air a nice walk would probably be preferable while (they hoped) open windows would air out their room a bit.

The air was hot and heavy with the smell of the farm as they stepped out of the farmhouse, but there was at least a soft breeze that kept them from baking in their suits as they began wandering the grounds.They kept to the matron's advice and steered clear of the barn and wandered through the fields, talking and eventually managing to enjoy themselves. Eventually as they were returning to the farmhouse, they came across a large enclosure surrounded by wooden fencing. As they approached they saw a small hut in the center of it, surrounded by a large expanse of dark muck.

"Ugh that looks like a total pigsty," Matt said with a grimace as they drew nearer to the fence.

"That's because it probably was at one point," Jason replied with a hint of sass in his voice, somewhat amused by his boyfriend's obliviousness. It turned out they were both a little obvious, however, as when they were a few steps from the old fence, their shoes sank ever so slightly into soft, wet mud.

"Dammit!" Matt exclaimed hoisting one foot up and examining the splatters of brown on his grey leather shoe.

"It's fine, they'll probably wash right off," Jason said, lying through his teeth to try to console his boyfriend, who was in the process of resting himself against the wooden fence, a fence Jason could tell was old and likely quite rotted, to attempt to wipe some of the muck off his shoes. "I don't think I'd lean-"

"Fuck!" Matt cried out, interrupted Jason's statement as the wood gave beneath his weight with a loud crack, sending Matt tumbling down onto his back into the deeper muck on the other side with a heavy splat. Jason couldn't keep from chuckling at the state of his boyfriend and the look of horror on his face as Matt surveyed himself. His shoes were the last of his worries now as his once white pants were stained brown where he'd landed in the mud and in a few places where the splatters had landed. His jacket and shirt were ruined as well from where he'd reached his arms out to keep his head up. "Stop laughing and help me!" he said angrily as he caught Jason's amusement at his predicament.

"Hey I don't want to ruin my outfit too babe," Jason replied, still snickering. Before he could continue he felt a heavy splat against his chest and looked down to see a patch of muck soiling his shirt and blazer.

"There, now you don't have to worry about it," Matt retorted, still annoyed but with an impish undertone.

"Really? Thanks..." Jason stepped over the lower bar of the fence, his feet squelching down into the mud just deep enough for muck to slowly trickle into his shoe and ruin his socks.

"Don't mention it!" Matt's voice became strained as he finished his sentence, having taken Jason's hand and instead of lifting himself up yanked Jason down, causing him to land on his front in the mud, barely keeping his face up.

The two locked eyes and before either one knew it Jason was on top of Matt, then Matt was on top of Jason, then Jason was on top of Matt again as they began wrestling in the muck. The thick, earthy smell of the mud filled the air as they churned up the muck and even though the former residents were long gone, there was just a hint of their old stench to the filth. It didn't take long for the two of them to be completely covered, any hints of the colors of their clothing had been a few minutes earlier wiped away and stained dark brown. Only their faces remained clean, save a little fleck of muck here or there, and as Jason looked down at Matt he felt himself suddenly becoming powerfully aroused at the sight of his boyfriend beneath him.

He leaned in and mashed their lips together heatedly. To his surprise Matt began returning the kiss quickly, wrapping his arms around him and pulling him down tight against him as they kissed. Lips still locked, they rolled over each other a few times, adding to the layer of muck covering them.

"Get those clothes off. Now." Jason's eyes went wide as he looked up at Matt when they'd finally come to a rest again with Matt on top and their lips had parted. "I said, get them off!"

Without waiting for Jason to respond Matt tore the front of Jason's shirt open, exposing still relatively clean skin before tearing his own open and tossing his shirt and blazer aside as he went to work on his belt. Jason's mind finally caught up with him through his haze of arousal and he quickly did the same, tossing his shirt and blazer aside and unbuckling his belt. As he fumbled with it he felt Matt's hands push his aside and he looked up to see his boyfriend already fully nude, his body lightly stained with muck where it had snuck past his clothing.

Matt made short work of stripping the remaining clothing off Jason, leaving him nude and on his back in the muck. Jason couldn't hold back a moan as he felt the mud's soft, slimy, silky caress against his back and between the cheeks of his ass and the his boyfriend's lips against his as Matt began rocking his hips down against him, pressing their burgeoning erections against each other. Both began smearing mud over each other's bare skin, the soft, silky, sun warmed slime as they became more and more aroused. Their muddy touches became more and more deliberate, their hands straying to grope each other as they ground their hips together, humping each other wildly in the mud.

"Take a deep breath babe," Matt growled heatedly as he flipped Jason onto his stomach and continued thrusting against him, his cock sliding between Jason's cheeks, Matt too turned on to slow down enough to find his way inside his boyfriend. Jason gasped as Matt took hold of the back of his head and had just enough presence of mind to hold his breath as he saw the mud coming up towards him as Matt pressed his face down into it. The muck squelched around his face and Jason couldn't hold back a loud moan as he began humping into the muck as Matt continued humping him. "That's it... I love when you moan..." Matt groaned, pulling Jason up for a short breath before pressing him back down into the muck and drawing another loud moan from him. "Fuck- fuck!" Matt cried out as he climaxed bucking wildly against Jason and covering his ass with his hot cum.

Jason couldn't hold his orgasm of any longer, and the feeling of being pressed down into the muck, the mud's soft embrace around his cock as he humped into it, and the warm sensation of Matt's cum coating his ass pushed him over the edge. He cried out into the muck as he thrust into it, pleasure surging through his body and his head becoming light as he fired pulse after pulse of his seed into the muck beneath him.

"Holy shit..." Matt panted out, rolling off Jason and onto his back in the mud beside him.

"Where did that come from?" Jason asked, lifting his face from the muck and looking over at Matt.

"I don't know... but after you kissed me I just started getting so fucking turned on I couldn't stop myself."

"I can't say I wasn't enjoying that, either, with how much cum I just pumped into this stuff," Jason replied awkwardly. "But what are we going to do about our clothes? And what are we gonna tell that old lady?"

"I have no idea," Matt chuckled. "But from what you just said I get the feeling I want to let you do that to me a couple times before we have to figure that out."