Steve was a young, attractive guy who just happened to enjoy going for long walks around his local woods without his shoes on. It's something he'd done for years and as time went on the more he began to enjoy it. There's something quite freeing and primal about walking barefoot in nature and feeling all the different sensations under your feet.
He enjoyed all the different feelings the wood had to offer, but most of all, Steve loved mud! It was almost his guilty pleasure to admit but he secretly relished the cool squish of mud under his feet and feeling it squelch up between his toes. He wasn't even ashamed to admit to himself m that he found it quite a turn on. He was lucky enough in his local woods to have plenty of muddy spots around for him to enjoy, many of which were in hidden spots off the main paths, only he knew where to find.

He'd often walk though the woods completely barefooted, wearing only his shorts and a light t shirt. It helped him feel calm and relaxed, and was just down right fun to do.

He'd spend many a day walking up and down the trails, finding mud patches to sink his feet into. He enjoyed leaving his footprints behind the mud and often wondered what other people out walking would think if they ever noticed or found them. Usually he'd spot them himself again days later when he came back for walks. He had nice big wide feet and wore a size 9, so his feet left quite the print.

One day there was a great downpour of rain through the night. Just what Steve had been waiting for! He'd had fun the woods but the summer was drawing in and his favourite muddy spots were starting to dry up, so this rain was ideal for him! He thought of all that hard ground in the woods turning to lovely squelchy soft mud, so he couldn't resist popping out for a walk when the rain stopped. He pulled on his regular t shirt and shorts, left his shoes at the door and off he went, completely barefooted. It was only a brief walk down the road to the main entrance to the woods, so he'd put up with the rough and gravelly pathway of his street, as he knew what soft and squishy delights waited for him in the woods.

He started off slowly through his usual route. The rain must have scared people off, as it wasn't as busy with dog walkers and hikers as it usually was for that time of day. He ventured off the main path and started off down his pathways where he knew his good spots would be. As expected, there was mud everywhere! He took his first step into a patch and felt the cool soft mud squish under his feet. Barefoot bliss. He took another step and let the mud wrap itself around his feet. There is no better feeling than fresh mud after rain. He carried on walking down the muddy path, relishing each and every step.

Further down the path he came to an open clearing in the woods, one where one of his favourite spots was. In the middle of the clearing was a great expanse of ground that was nice churned up with pockets of wet squelchy mud and soft spots of mud. Plenty of fun to be had! Steve couldn't hold himself back, and trudged straight into it, stomping up and down with his feet, feeling all the different sensations under on his soles and between his toes. A muddy paradise! Steve was so wrapped up in his pleasure he didn't hear someone coming down the path behind him. He turned around and just coming into the clearing was a young guy around his age, fully dressed in t shirt, jeans and walking boots. They both stopped and looked surprised.

Steve awkwardly smiled as he usually did and sort of shuffled out of the mud.
"Hello" he said shyly, somewhat embarrassed at being caught out. He was usually quite good at sensing people passing and hiding out of sight.

"Hey" replied the guy with a smile, "so it's your footprints I've seen around here then". Steve was utterly taken aback, he didn't quite know what to say.

"I walk through these woods quite often and have been noticing these big footprints lately and wondered who'd been leaving them" said the guy still smiling.

Steve blushed and looked down at his mud covered feet. "Guilty I guess" he smirked.

"You know seeing them got me wondering what it would feel like" said the guy with a glint in his eye

"Oh yeah?" said Steve, his shyness starting to slip, "ever done it before?"
"Nope, always here in my boots. Always wanted to though." he said, this time sounding like the shy one.

Steve felt his embarrassment fully go away as he asked, "Why don't you join me?" with a smile.

The guy looked up at him, "Yeah? To be honest it does look like fun" he smiled.
"Trust me mate, it is! You'll enjoy it" beamed Steve "What's your name?"
"Ryan" said the guy
"Nice to meet you Ryan, I'm Steve. Come on in" said Steve, stepping back into the mud.

Ryan was silent for a bit and looked around, "I guess there's no one really around"

"You're fine man, come on" said Steve encouragingly "take those boots off"

Ryan slowly untied his walking boots and pulled them off revealing plain white socks, which he slowly peeled off one by one. If Steve wasn't already turned on by the mud, he sure was now. He had quite the foot fetish. Ryan rolled up the legs of his jeans about up to his shins as he stood up straight and looked down at then mud. He watched Ryan stand there with his clean bare feet on the woodland ground. He looked nervous.

"Don't be scared man, you'll enjoy it" said Steve, wiggling his toes in the mud.
Ryan laughed and slowly started walking towards him and the mud patch. He reached the edge and paused before tentatively taking his first step. Steve couldn't take his eyes off Ryan's feet.

"Here goes" said Ryan, taking a breath as his sunk his right bare foot down into the cool soft mud. He felt a rush of excitement and delight as he felt the mud squish under his feet. "Ohhhh" he moaned, almost forgetting himself for a minute. He caught eyes with Steve and they both smiled a naughty smile.
Steve knowingly smirked back "I told you"
Ryan stepped his left foot in and let out another moan. He could feel the cool mud squish under his soles and ooze up in between his toes. His feet were completely tingling

"Gosh it does feel good doesn't it" said Ryan, slightly breathy.

"I knew you'd enjoy it" smiled Steve
Ryan walked further into mud, enjoying each new step he took. Steve's eyes we're jumping from watching Ryan's clean feet getting muddier and watching his facial expressions as he contained to moan and smile and laugh with delight. He was now about up to his ankles, covered in mud.

"Wow it really does feel amazing" said Ryan starting to stomp up and down on the spot, churning up the mud and making it softer and squelchier. His nerves and inhibitions had totally gone now.

Steve walked over towards him through the mud, "You really are enjoying it aren't you?" he said. Ryan's head was down watching Steve's feet through the mud as he came closer.

Steve lifted his foot and rubbed his muddy sole over the tops of Ryan's feet. Ryan let out a soft moan as Steve's soft mud covered sole ran over his feet

"Now they're properly muddy" said Steve, smiling up at him. Ryan felt all giddy and laughed.

"Do that again" he said, and Steve stepped on top of Ryan's feet with his and wiggled his toes over them.

Ryan again let out a moan, "Mmm it's like a nice muddy massage" as he wiggled his own toes under Steve's feet. He pulled his feet out from under them and stood on Steve's feet, getting his tops muddy too.

The two giggled as they played around in the mud, foot wrestling each other.

"God it feels so good Steve" said Ryan

The two carried on playing and squishing around in the mud. They walked further up the path, stomping in every muddy patch they could find, leaving their footprints behind on their way. Once they were done, they washed off their feet in a nearby stream.

"Well that certainly was fun" said Ryan

"Shall I meet you here again tomorrow?" asked Steve with a smile.

Ryan grinned back and wiggled his toes in a positive response.