The 'clowns' were starin' at Brent. One 'clown' holdin' one of his boots, and the other 'clown' holdin' a very messy pie over the shaft of it...... The 'clowns' had very mischievous smiles on their faces......, just waitin' for what Brent would do or say....

Since the 'voice-of-reason' had long since disappeared, and since he had let a lot of his other gear get totally messed up, and the 'cock-voice' was totally 'jonesin' in his head, and his cock was ragin', Brent just shrugged his shoulders and said, "Do it !!!".

At first, he had no idea of why he was doin' this....., lettin' these 'clowns' totally mess-up his gear. But it had brought back memories of when he got so 'turned-on' by seein' guys get messed-up, how his cock would re-act.... He had 'hid' this somewhat 'crazy-fetish' for such a long, long time.... Back in Cattleman City, growin' up there, he was just a normal, (though really attractive; kid... teen... guy ... as he grew up...). He played sports, worked out and took care of his body, had a great and pleasant personality, lots of friends, got along with everyone, volunteered at events, lots of girls wanted to date him, (and even a few of the boys...). But down deep he knew he was 'Gay', he liked guys, and he liked 'em even more when they ended up all wet, all messy, all covered in mud or any kinda' situation where the guys would end up in some kinda' mess.....
Rodeos, motocross events, football games, construction workers, anything that had hot guys gettin' wet, messy, muddy, and dirty... And he had kept it a 'secret' till now....

The 'clown' with the pie happily dumped it insides Brent's boot, and Brent felt another 'surge' of 'pre-cum' shoot outta' of cock.... He was constantly 'edging', wantin' to 'shoot', but always holdin' back, just wantin' to put it off.... Of course this made his cock crazy, 'I want to shoot !!! ', I want to shoot !!!', were the thoughts comin' outta' his cock, but Brent just never wanted this to end....

The 'clown' was still holding Brent's boot, and the 'clowns' looked at each other with big 'clownish' smiles..... The other 'clown' went over to one of the carts and picked out another sloppy, messy-lookin' pie, and brought it over, again holding it over Brent's boot shaft. The 'clowns' looked over at Brent again, loving the 'look' that was on his face !!! It was such a 'rapturous' look of 'wanting'..., 'pleasure'.... and 'delight'...... !!!

Brent knew he was gettin' outta' control, but he couldn't help it.... The 'emotions' and 'feelings' that were crashin' through his mind were takin' him into the stratosphere !!! One of his good 'Wesco's' boots had gotten a pie dumped into it, and now it was about to get a another one !!!

"F**K !!!", just do it, and do my other boot too !!!", Brent yelled out, knowin' that he was really gettin' crazy....... Trashin' his good 'Wesco's', 'Why was he doin' this...???', ' Why was he gettin' so 'turned-on' by this ...???', he wondered, but it made him feel so good, and crazy happy !!! And of course the 'clowns' were perfectly happy to oblige him, totally enjoying fillin' Brent's boots up with a sloppy mess......

And then they brought his boots back to him. Brent knew that he was expected to put his boots back on, and he looked at his clean, white boot-socks, knowin' that they'd never be white again, but he didn't care, he was past 'caring'.......
And then he thought, 'I'll show those 'clowns' who's 'boss' around here, I'll show 'em a thing or two......', and he walked over to one of the carts, picked out a really gooey lookin' concoction, placed it on the seat of the chair, then happily sat down on it with a loud 'splatt' !!!

The 'clowns' were pretty astonished, and even gettin' more 'turned-on' !!! The 'hot leather stud' had purposely set himself up, and sat back down in the mess !!! And it got even better, watchin' him put his boots back on, all filled up with slop, some of it drippin' outta' the top of boots, when he pulled 'em up, and then as he re-buckled the buckles and re-did the straps..... He then stood-up, and with a very happy and proud, and rather silly look on his face, or maybe like he was 'just-a-little-kid', bein' 'naughty', walked around a bit, with a big smile on his face, enjoyin' the sounds and mess that was in his boots......

The 'clowns' wondered what he was gonna' do next......