Hey you guys,

I'm sorry for the delay since my last post on here... have had some other things to deal with, and was a little bit jammed in my writing. Although I have a vivid and kinky imagination, I'm not an experienced writer... so I was a bit lost on where to go. But with some kind encouragement for some of you I've managed part 6... or really part 5,5, since it's not that long... but by posting it now, you have something to read, and I can move on to the next bit of plotting.
I can imagine you have forgotten the story line a little... read back part 5 in that case

As always, suggestions, comments, likes, dislikes... feel free to contact me on Kik or Instagram.
Enjoy reading!


The boys got their bikes, and cycled to the construction site.
Since it's Saturday night, and the houses aren't even near to being finished, there is nobody around. Luckily, some of the pavement is already done and the lamp posts work. Otherwise, it would be a total shot in the dark where they would walk into.
The boys looked at the construction site: plenty of tire tracks from heavy machinery, turned into squishy mud puddles, thanks to the rain. Luke's dick rose to attention just by the thought of getting in there and looking at the other 2 boys, it looks like they were pretty excited as well.

J: Ok guys, we're here. So, how should I proof to you that I'm a bad boy, just like you? Mess up my Timberland boots?
C: Neh, that's too easy. You have to clean those anyways, regardless of how dirty they will become now you'll have to do better then that.
L: He's right. I have already thrown away a 120 euro hoodie this afternoon will take more of a pair of muddy boots to convince me.
J: So you guys want a show? Well, I think I can manage that.

On that cue, Justin walked towards the nearest mud puddle, and jumped right in. He started kicking some mud around, and with every kick his nice suede boots got more and more dirty. Mud splashes also landed on his nice light blue faded jeans, which was still covering the padded top of his Timbs. He pulled out his wallet from his back pocket, took out a receipt, and walked over to Chris and Luke.
He handed them the receipt, put his wallet back in his back pocket and waited for a response and within 2 seconds, he saw Luke's jaw drop. And both guys' cocks became rock hard in their jeans.

L: Wait a minuteI already saw you have Dsquared2 jeans on, which aren't cheap but are you suggesting this pair of jeans is worth 450 euro?! And you bought it 3 days ago?
J: That's what the receipt says, isn't it?
To make the most out of this moment, Justin dropped onto his knees into the sloppy mud, messing up the bottom half of his jeans.
C: Ok dude, that's pretty cool. But still, mud is easy to clean off a ride in the washing machine and your jeans are as new again.
Justin did expect an answer as such, however he wasn't ready to go too far with these jeans, not yet. He was a bad boy, yes, but not crazy. His parents would get suspicious if he would never wear these jeans again.
J: Allright, allright. You're quite demanding sometimes, you know that? I'm already kneeled down in the mud, you know? Hand me your pocket knife then.
L: That sounds more like it! Here you go.

Since Justin was on his knees already, he was at a good height for what was about to happen. Upon taking the knife, he flicked it open... and make some big scratches on the nose and sides of Luke' Alexander McQueen sneaks.
'Whoopsie' Justin said with a sneaky grin on his face.
Chris was stunned, as despite his throbbing cock Luke started laughing. Like that was the cue he was waiting for, Justin stabbed again and popped both the air bubbles on Luke' AM 2017.

L: Ow well, I had those Nikes for a whille already, I don't care. However, Chris' McQueens were almost brand new I bet he wants revenge.
C: For sure I do nobody ruins my clothes without my permission. At least, not without receiving a proper payback. But, you're already dirty now, I think I can find a better moment for revenge. So, I'd keep on my toes if I were you.
J: Oeh, I'm so scared, haha.

To finish off his demonstation, Justin pulled up his Dsquared2 jeans, showing the clean leather pads of his Timbs and jammed the knife right into it. He kept on cutting and ripping the pads, so the stuffing started to come out in little chunks, a bit like snowflakes.

J: Well, I think that is it for now. My boots are properly ruined, my new jeans are dirty and I have to watch out for Chris' revenge someday
C: Better believe it this ain't over yet. But you're right, I'm tired as well just wanna get to bed.
L: Let's go home then and continue playing around later

While Justin was getting up from the mud, Luke walked towards him, and gently pushed his dirty and popped Nike AM2017 over Justin' crotch. He kept on rubbing the boys hard cock, until he saw a dark spot appear in his jeans.
C: Whoopsie, looks like you made another stain in your expensive jeans
L: And looking like it does now, you can't return it anyways
Luke grinned as he ripped up the receipt.
J: Dude! I know I'm not gonna return these jeans anymore but there was also a pair of Dsquared2 sneaks on that receipt, which I do want to return! They're just a little bit too small for my feet.
L: Haha, too bad. Since they don't fit that well, you can better start using them as beaters.

The boys got onto their bikes, and started their journey home. Before they all went their seperate ways, they had to cross the town centre, where just a few bars and a fastfood joint was still open at this hour. Justin yelled 'Stop!' and the other guys did. He got off his bike, untied his muddy boots and put them both on top of a trash bin, next to one of the bars. 'Don't wanna clean them anyways, let's leave em here where they belong. And who knows, maybe some sexy perv will get inspired by em' Justin spoke with a cheeky grin on his face.
'Well, I hope everybody's sleeping at your place, coming home without any shoes on might require an explanation' Luke laughed.
The boys all went home, and had a good night sleep.

The next morning, Luke woke up around 11 am, which is pretty decent on a Sunday. He checked his Whatsapp, and saw a new message:
'You have been added to the group 'Boys will be boys'
He opened the conversation and read the message

'Hi guys,
I very much like to thank you for making my day yesterday. Winning our football match had something to do with that, but more so what happened next. You guys bring out the worst in me I'm not yet sure if that's a good or a bad thing but for now, I believe it's a good thing
I though we could have a little Whatsapp group together to share ideas, to swap out pictures of what we get up to or to dare each other. Hope you guys are in, let me know.
Greetz, Justin'

While Luke was reading the message, another one came in:

'And, to give this group a nice head start here you go'
Justin send a picture of his pink G-star shirt with large logo... and then a photo of that same shirt, but cut down the middle, right through the logo.

Luke was pleasantly surprised he didn't think Justin would instigate something like this. But apparantly he likes messing his stuff up as much as he did as well so Luke texted back:
Hehe, looks like you can't help yourself, can you? Bad boy! But I love this idea let's keep in touch, and see where it leads us.