When Jay first told me about his kink no, that's not quite right - his fetish kink? Either way, when he first told me about it I thought he was messing with me. We'd watched a movie that had a scene that would be more than a little arousing to someone who shared this kink. Fetish? Whatever. Point is, during that scene I joked that it was awfully sexy. Of course when Jay responded with a heated "oh yeah?" and proceeded to climb on top of me before dirty talking us both all the way to orgasm, I thought he was just playing along with it.
At the time it hadn't been terribly unappealing. When I'd made the joke it had seemed weird, even a bit gross. But with Jay whispering all those things in my ear, making me moan as he rocked his hips down against mine, nibbling just so on that spot on my ear, it just sort of worked. I wouldn't have said it was my thing but it wasn't a turn off.
"Yeah, that's very funny Jay. It's not even my thing! I figured after living together for a year, you'd know what I sound like when I make a joke!" I'd said, perhaps too defensively as I climbed into our bed. I don't know why I assumed he was mocking me. Sure we joked around a lot, it was part of what I loved about him, but there was no hysterical punch line that I could see. Looking back on it, I think I was trying to convince myself that I didn't find it a little exciting. It just seemed naughty dirty.
"I- I'm not joking with you babe" he'd replied uncomfortably, unable to look at me from his place in the doorway between our bedroom and master bath. "That really is my thing But I guess you're not into it that's fine, I understand. It's weird, I know."
"You're serious?" I asked slightly incredulously, worried that I'd just been a total asshole.
"Yeah I am." This time he does look at me, and I can see he's embarrassed, probably even ashamed. "I've never told anyone else about it. I I figured they'd judge me for it." He sat down on the side of the bed, hiding his face in his hands. This was a side of him I rarely saw. Jay was always smiling, always confident. He didn't worry about what people would think. Not that he had much to worry about. His face was chiseled but his features soft, like they had been crafted from the finest Italian marble by one of the masters long ago. His body was toned, his skin perfectly smooth, his hair just the right kind of dirty blonde. Seriously, the guy looked like he was pulled straight out of the dreams of everyone who liked dick.
I crawled out from under the covers and put my arms around him, pressing my chest to his back. "I don't judge you, babe. I thought you were messing with me that's all. I don't think any different of you." It was a bit of a lie, I did think differently of him, he'd always seemed so vanilla in the bedroom, stuck on chocolate and whipped cream and honey, but I didn't love him any less. "We all have our quirks when it comes to what we like."
"You don't have to pretend for me. I know you think it's gross."
"I'm not pretending Jay. I don't think it's gross. Okay maybe I do a bit, but it doesn't bother me. Really." I punctuated my final statement with a gentle kiss to his cheek, hoping it would convince him that I wasn't lying to him.
"Really?" he asked nervously, looking at me cautiously.
"I already said really," I smile at him. "It does explain a few things about the laundry that you never could," I tease.
"Yeah, I guess it would," he says, blushing. We stayed there a moment without saying a word before he spoke again. "Would you would you come with me sometime? Wait, what am I saying? Of course you don't want to come with me"
"But I do, Jay," I respond before I even know the words are coming out of my mouth.
"You want to go with me?" he asks shyly.
"That's what I just said, isn't it?"
"O- okay then you don't know how much this means to me babe. I I was worried you'd freak out about this"
To be honest, I was freaking out. Not about Jay or what he'd just told me, but about my own willingness to try it. I told myself that I was doing it to make him happy. That he'd do the same for me if I told him about something I wanted us to try.
I felt a nervous anticipation as we got into the car a few days later. We'd put some extra clothes into a backpack and tossed it in the trunk, just in case. Jay told me we probably wouldn't need them, but that he always brought them just in case. He started the car and drove us out of the city to a large nature preserve.
"So this is the place then?" I asked, unsure of what to say as we pulled into the parking lot.
"Yeah," Jay replied, blushing. "Well, sort of. We have to go in a little way to find the spot."
"Okay then"
Jay parked the car and took my hand, leading me into the preserve. We walked together for a few minutes, not saying much. The silence wasn't uncomfortable, but it wasn't peaceful and calming either. It reminded me of the silence between two teenagers about to give their virginity to each other. Eventually Jay led us off the trail, down towards a small lake. At first I thought he was leading us to the shore, but he led us to a small clearing maybe twenty yards from the lake that appeared to have once been a small pond.
"Right, um this is the place. I've had a few other spots, but this one was always my favorite," he said sheepishly. I hadn't been sure what to expect, but it certainly wasn't this. If the pond hadn't dried up, it would've looked like it was lifted straight out of a Disney movie. The trees and foliage were lush and green, and I'm certain the birds would have been singing if we hadn't frightened them off.
"I guess this is where we take off our clothes, then?" I asked shyly.
"Oh, yeah. You can just sort of toss them anywhere. Not like somebody's going to come steal them," he replied with a slight smile. When we were both naked he took my hands and placed a soft kiss on my lips. "Are you ready?"
I looked into his eyes and nodded, still nervous, but trusting him. He led us towards the center of the clearing, where the pond used to be, and with every step I could feel the ground beneath us becoming softer and softer. I had butterflies in my stomach that grew more and more restless with every step we took. It really was like losing my virginity all over again.
My whole body shuddered as I felt my foot squelch into the soft, warm mud. It was only deep enough to come up between my toes, but the sensation was amazing. Jay and I met each other's glance and I felt myself going bright red as he gave me a shy smile.
"It feels good, doesn't it?" he asked, knowing my answer already. I nodded my response, too shy to speak. "Do you want to go deeper? It feels even better." I nodded again and step by step we went deeper into the mud. On the surface it was warm from the sun, but it was pleasantly cool beneath. "How's this?" Jay asked when we were a few feet in, the mud up to the middle of our shins.
"It- I" I stammered in response, unable to string words together. I could feel myself getting hard already.
Jay stepped in front of me and pressed another tender kiss to my lips. "Just relax babe," he said softly as he pulled us down so we were kneeling in the mud. I let out a trembling gasp as I felt my junk rest on the surface of the mud and felt the mud teasing its way between my buttocks.
I never imagined I'd be here, kneeling in a lake of mud with Jay, but it feels so amazing that any doubts I had melt away. My heart is racing as Jay kisses me again. The sensation of the mud surrounding my legs is enthralling. All I want is to feel more. Jay dips his hands into the mud before sliding them up and down my arms, coating them in soft, silky mud. The mud feels like a thousand tiny fingers caressing every inch it covers.
"Lie back," Jay coos as he breaks the kiss, pressing his muddy hands to my shoulders, gently pushing me down into the mud. My back lands in the mud with a soft splat and I let out a moan as I feel the warm mud caressing my skin. "All the way," he says, brushing his hand over my hair, smearing it with mud as he rests my head on the surface. I feel it soaking into my hair, down to the skin. I can't keep from squirming about a bit, savoring the feeling of the mud around my body as I feel myself sinking down into it.
Bit by bit Jay covers the rest of my body with mud, massaging it into my skin. For now he's pointedly avoiding my erection, now dripping with arousal. He smears it over my torso, covering my stomach and chest, dipping down to cover my crotch as well. He leans down to kiss me as he finishes coating my arms and brushes his erection against mine.
"Jay" I groan against his lips. The mud is soothing and sensual against my skin, cool and soft in its caress, but my body is burning for more. I want to feel Jay against me, his weight resting on my body, his erection rubbing against mine. I feel his lips smirking against me as he lies on top of me, smearing his torso with mud. I wrap my muddy arms around his back, spreading the mess there too, as he squirms against me, wiggling us deeper into the mud.
"Hold your breath babe," he says with a naughty grin, giving me a moment to breathe before mashing our lips together again and forcing my head down beneath the surface of the mud. I fight the urge to gasp as I feel the mud rushing over my face, engulfing me in its soft embrace. Jay's lips are still pressed against mine in the mud and stay there until we have to surface for air. I gasp as I surface and free my hands from his back to wipe the mud from my eyes. "You alright? I probably should've given you a bit more warning" he says apologetically. I assume he's blushing, but his face is as caked in mud as mine so I can't be sure.
"Yeah, I'm okay. That felt amazing Jay," I say breathlessly. Now my cock is the only part of me that isn't covered in mud and the only thought in my mind is that I want it to be covered too. "Jerk me off with it Jay" I groan squirming even deeper. Now the mud truly has me in its teasing embrace, my body only just rising above the surface. "I want you to coat my cock with it"
Jay gives me a naughty smirk before dipping his hand into the mud and dolloping a generous handful directly onto my cock. "How's that?" he teases as a loud moan escapes my lips. Without waiting for a response he wraps his hand around my cock and begins gently stroking me using the mud as lube, letting his hand slide up and down my length with ease.
"Oh fuck" I moan, pushing against his hand. I can already feel myself fast approaching orgasm as his hand continues to stroke me. He gives me a confused look as I grab his wrist, stopping his messy hand job. "We don't want this to be over so soon, do we?" I say with a smirk before pushing him down onto his back.
His cock is just as hard as mine, dripping with arousal and flecked with mud. Without even thinking about it, I lowered my head down and took his whole length into my mouth. We both moaned as his taste and hints of the earthiness of the mud filled my mouth. I began bobbing my head up and down, letting his hot, hard flesh slide across my lips. I could taste his salty pre-cum as I swirled my tongue around the tip. Not caring about the mud, I swallowed, savoring it all. It doesn't take much to get his cock throbbing against my tongue and soon I feel his hands lifting me off his cock.
"We don't want this to be over so soon, do we?" he teases before pulling me up for a salacious kiss, his tongue plundering my mouth for any remnants of his taste. As we kiss I feel him pulling us down and quickly breathe in through my nose before he again submerges our heads beneath the surface of the mud.
It feels just as good the second time, the mud welcoming us back into its silky embrace. My hips rock against Jay's as we hold our kiss, grinding our erections together and sinking us deeper into the mud. By the time we have to surface for air my hips are completely submerged, the mud flowing around and caressing every bit of my body, driving me wild as it seeps between my buttocks and teases over my taint. My cock is throbbing like mad and it takes every ounce of control I have not to cum right then and there.
"Get inside me," Jay commands, wiping the mud from his eyes as he brings our hips back up to the surface. "I want to feel your muddy cock deep inside me."
Unable to turn down such an invitation, I shift onto my knees and wrap Jay's legs around my waist. I align my cock and begin teasing it against his twitching entrance. Jay lets out a loud groan as he rocks his hips down, trying to force me inside him.
"You're awfully eager, aren't you?" I say teasingly, pressing my erection against his entrance, breaching him ever so slightly. All traces of our earlier shyness are long gone now. Our minds and bodies are being overwhelmed by pleasure, tender eroticism replaced by carnal desire.
"Fuck, I need you inside me now!" Jay punctuates his exclamation with a sharp thrust of his hips and a loud cry as he forces my cock inside him. The silky smoothness of the mud again makes it a perfect lube and he takes my entire length in one motion. I can't help but moan as I feel my erection being enveloped in his tight heat as he clenches around me. I take my time thrusting in and out of him, making sure to find his spot every time.
Jay quickly gets tired of this pace though and upends us, forcing me down onto my back with a loud splat before bobbing his hips quickly, forcing me into his spot as he stroked himself shamelessly. I can feel him clenching tighter and tighter around me as he gets closer and closer to his climax.
"Harder!" he cries. "Fuck me harder!"
I thrust up against him, timing my motions with his, pounding into him as the motion forces us down into the mud. My mind is completely numb with pleasure now and all I can think of is the throbbing sensation in my cock as it slides in and out of Jay.
"Yes! I'm gonna cum! Yes! YES!" he screams, his face contorting with pleasure as his hot cum jets out of his cock, shooting out so hard that it even hits my chin. It only takes two more thrusts before I'm cumming too, moaning wantonly as I spray pulse after pulse of cum inside him. We continue rocking against each other, drawing out our orgasms before I pull out and Jay collapses down into the mud beside me so we can savor the afterglow.
"Jay that was that was amazing," I pant as I fight to catch my breath, still dizzy from the strength of my orgasm. I'm lying in a mud pit, covered in the soft, wet earth from head to toe with a sizeable splatter of cum stretching from my chest to my chin, and yet I've never felt so good in my life. The orgasm really had been incredible and the caress of the mud was heavenly as I relaxed into it.
"It was perfect, babe. I've fantasized about having sex in the mud before, but this was better than I imagined. I love you." He presses a kiss to my muddy cheek and smiles at me. "We should probably think about getting cleaned up now though. We wouldn't want anyone to catch us like this. I usually wash up with a dip in the lake. People don't judge skinny dipping nearly as much as they'd judge two guys completely caked in mud and cum."
"There's just one problem with that Jay" I say cautiously, not looking him in the eye.
"What? You're not suddenly getting shy now, are you babe?" he says, a look of genuine concern in his eyes.
"No, it's not that it's just if we get all cleaned up now does that mean we aren't going for a round two?"