Brent looked down at his boots.... A really expensive pair of 'Wesco's'....... He had never done anything really 'bad' to these boots, he always kept 'em polished, clean, and shiny...... And when he wore 'em, along with all of his other gear, he got lots of compliments and guys wantin' to meet him. But he was still somewhat in the 'closet', he knew that at his age, comin' 'Out', might really affect his career, and roles he might get... It was okay for older guys, guys who had already 'established' themselves, and their careers, but younger guys like himself had to be a little more careful......

But the 'clowns' were lookin' at him, with what Brent thought was a very 'desirous' look. And Brent could see that even through their 'clown' costumes, their cocks were totally stiff, and they didn't seem to be any 'shy' about it..... And Brent could see, that even underneath the 'clown' paint, the wigs, and the costumes, the 'clowns' were totally hot !!!

The cake he had just sat in was startin' to drip off the chair... He had messed up his good leather jeans, his good chaps, his 'Muir-Cap', his gloves, even his favorite leather jacket was startin' to get messed up...... (Well, he hadn't done it and made a big mess of himself, the 'clowns' had done it !!!).

The 'voice-of-reason' seemed to have disappeared, and the 'cock-voice' seemed to be in full control.......

'F**K !!!', 'F**K !!!', 'F**K !!!', thought Brent as he started to un-strap, and un-buckle his boots.... He knew what had happened to his 'Muir-Cap', and now he was surrenderin' his favorite pair of boots to the 'clowns'....... Knowin' that he was purposely lettin' his good leathers and boots get messed up, just made everything so much hotter !!! The 'pre-cum' from his cock was really startin' to flow, and since he was goin' 'commando', feelin' the cum against his skin and his leather jeans made it so much better !!!

He didn't know why this was bein' such a 'turn-on' for him... He had had thoughts and ideas about doin' somethin' like this, ever since he was growin' up, and when he saw guys on the 'Internet' doin' things like this, gettin' messed-up, playin' in the mud, he always got 'hard', and usually ended up 'jerkin-off' to what he had just seen and saw.... And now he was here, letting it all happen to him........Even under his jeans and chaps, he wondered if his cock had ever been harder.....

After slippin' his boots off, he handed 'em off to the 'clowns'. The 'clowns' knew a good pair of boots when they saw 'em, and they admired the look, feel, of the leather, and how well they were made.... But lookin' at the expression on Brent's face, the look that expressed so much 'desire', so much 'want', so much 'lust', and maybe, just a little bit of 'fear'....., they knew what they had to do......

One of the 'clowns' held up one of Brent's boots, and the other 'clown' came over with a very thick and messy pie. The 'clown' with the pie held it over the open shaft of the boot, and looked over at Brent...... It was easy to see that how their 'clown' pants had totally 'tented-up', that both 'clowns' were totally into this scene.... And now they were both lookin' at Brent, waitin' for his permission and his okay.....

Brent's cock was almost ready to explode.............