I could feel my loins stirring as I turned down the farm's driveway. The previous weekend had been my first visit and gone beyond my wildest fantasies when the cute 21 year old boy that lived there and I had spent almost all day Saturday and all morning Sunday in the pig sty wallowing, kissing, and fucking, stopping only to hose off so we could coat ourselves in filth all over again. Lucky me I didn't know anyone else in town and didn't have to show my face because I smelled of the sty for days (not that that bothered me in the slightest of course). When we'd finally had to part ways he'd invited me back, saying that a friend of his would love to meet me.

My stomach had been churning with anticipation all day as I prepared for my weekend away. I'd been told that I wouldn't need any clothes but the clothes on my back (though I highly doubted I'd be needing those much after I arrived) and maybe a toothbrush, so packing didn't exactly take long. I'd been told to arrive Friday evening and that the friend would arrive early the following morning.

I saw the boy stepping out of the barn as I pulled up, the tired look on his face melting away immediately at the sight of me. He was wearing the same overalls he'd been wearing the previous weekend, presumably with the same nothing underneath. I could see the sweat beading up lightly on his brow and immediately my nostrils and tongue remembered his sweet sweaty musk.

"Nice timing there - just finished with the horses for the night," he says with a grin as I get out of my car and walk up to him. We embrace and he pulls me down for a kiss while I grope his ass. "Now aren't you a little overdressed?" he teases when he breaks the kiss.

"I think we both are," I reply with a wink as I undo his overalls and strip my clothes off, leaving both of us naked and me free to savor the view of his slender, smooth body once again.

"Come on now you know what's next," he says, turning away and giving me a view of his perfect ass as he walked.

"Does that mean...?" I followed him eagerly even though I was getting those nervous and excited butterflies in my stomach all over again as we collected the slop

"You're awfully eager. I was thinking we'd save that for tomorrow when my other friend joins us. I haven't given it a full watering yet so it isn't all nice yet. Stuff dries out over the week." By this point we'd arrived at the sty and I could see what he meant. There was a decent amount of mud in there, but there were places that we'd enjoyed that were obviously not as deep.

"Damn, yeah I can see that now you say it."

"Don't worry though. I'm going to water it down again now, then I'm sure we can find a way to keep ourselves entertained this evening."

In case it wasn't clear, we quickly made our way to his bedroom where I proceeded to eat his ass for hours before we fucked and went to sleep.

**

The next morning we were up at the crack of dawn. The boy explained that once his friend arrived, we'd be a bit too busy to think of the chores so we had to do them before he got there. However he didn't explain why we did them naked. Not that I was complaining of course. Progress was a little slower since we both kept stopping to grope each other, but we soon had all the chores done.

"Well what do we do now?" I asked once the pigs had been slopped.

"My friend should be here any minute but until then..." his voice trailed off and he smirked at me before leaning against the sty's fence and popping his ass out. "I think we can entertain ourselves."

I smirked and strode over, kneeling down in the same soft earth I had the week before and once again began kissing and licking at his cheeks before beginning to tongue fuck him and savoring the musky flavor. This time though I took my time enjoying his ass instead of trying to push him into the sty, which had now returned to the state I'd seen it in the previous weekend.

"My, my, looks like you boys started without me." I jerked my head back at the sound of the voice and whirled around to see a tall, well toned guy with blonde hair and sun kissed skin wearing a red and black flannel and worn jeans. He looked to be a little older than than me - his jaw well defined and his eyes piercing blue. "Don't stop on my account," he smirked as he strode towards us. "I'm enjoying my piggies giving me a show. Go on, make him cum with your tongue." I don't normally find myself being submissive but I obeyed without hesitation, tongue fucking the boy until I felt his whole twitching and clenching as he came, spilling his seed across the surface of the muck. "There, good piggies."

"Meet my friend," the boy said, turning to me and still short of breath from his orgasm.

"You must be the one he told me about," the friend smirked as he strode over to us and cupped my face in his hands as I continued to kneel behind the boy. I could tell he hadn't showered recently and his musk assaulted my nostrils. "You're certainly as eager as he said you'd be. And just as cute too. You'll be a fine addition. Now, you piggies want to get in there?" He gestured towards the foul smelling mud of the sty.

"Yes!" we replied in unison, perhaps a bit too eagerly. We looked towards each other and blushed slightly as we realized what we'd done.

"That's not how a piggy responds, now is it?" We glanced at each other again and shook our heads. "I'll ask again. Do my piggies want to get into their filth?"

"Oink," the boy grunted sheepishly in reply.

"There. That's more like it. Go ahead and wallow in there," his friend smirked, slapping the boy's ass as he climbed the fence and dropped down into the mud. I couldn't avoid staring jealously as I watched him begin rolling around and coating himself in the disgusting muck. "Now what about you piggy?" He turned back to me and glanced down, seeing my cock hard and dripping already. "You want to get in there with him, don't you? You want to wallow around in that don't you?" I nodded silently, my cheeks now burning red. I'd wondered what it'd be like to be this submissive and it was turning out to be better than I'd ever imagined. "You know what you have to do to get in there pig."

"Oink," I grunted, my cock jumping at the sound.

"Good pig. Now go get in your slop." Without a moment's hesitation I was over the fence and splatting down into the filth. I rolled about, letting the thick, slimy muck coat every inch of my body before pressing my face down into it. The foul stench filled my nostrils and muck trickled ever so slightly into my ears as I held my face down. I had hoped to keep it down until I couldn't hold my breath a moment longer, but I felt my head being pulled up and a moment later I felt the boy kissing me.

"Easy there piggies, I believe you owe him more than that," the friend taunted, nodding at the boy. "Suck his muddy cock, but don't swallow anything until I tell you to." The boy obeyed, pushing me onto my back in the mire and taking my full length into his mouth in one motion. It didn't take long for the warmth of his mouth and the touch of his tongue to make me cum buckets into his mouth, mixing my seed with the mud.

"There. Now I know you two have done this before so we're starting simple," the friend said to me. "Go collect his cum from the filth over there, then I want my piggies to share their lunches." I obediently crawled over to where the boy's cum had landed and went to scoop it up in my hand. "Even piggies don't eat with their hands," the friend jeered. I leaned down and ran my tongue through the mud, the familiar taste of the filth and cum filling my mouth as I collected every drop. "Now share piggies." We crawled towards each other and kissed again, letting the muck and cum swirl through our mouths as our tongues danced together. I could feel my cock getting hard again already as I slowly pushed the boy down into the mud as we kissed until I was laying on top of him in the slop. "Swallow." We both immediately did as we were told and swallowed the mixture of muck and our cum.

"I think it's my turn to have a little fun now," the friend said as he climbed over the fence to join us, his boots squelching into the mud and splattering flecks of muck up his jeans. He sank a little deeper with each step he took towards us, though the mud was only about a foot deep where we were and that was about as deep as it ever got. "Let's see just how good that tongue of yours is new pig," he smirked down at me, unbuckling his pants and dropping them around his thighs. Like the boy, he'd been going commando. "Get in there and lick my hole. Then I'm going to cum down your throat. Got it?" I nodded up at him. "I don't hear you pig."

"Oink," I grunted in response.

"Good pig." He turned around and pushed his back his hips so his ass was hanging out. Like the boy's his ass was smooth, but his ass was much firmer and more muscular than the boy's. His musk was also much more powerful, I found out as I placed my hands on his hips and pressed my face between his ass cheeks. The boy's musk had been ripe with sweat, but it wasn't pungent. The friend's was. His was all man and the flavor coated my tongue as I licked at his hole.

"Oh fuck... that's it pig... eat my fuckin hole..." the friend groaned salaciously. "Don't just lay there in your filth pig, come jerk me off with it," he ordered the boy. I was still deep in the friend's ass, but I could tell the boy obeyed as the friend let out another heated moan. "Fuck... right there... ah- ah-" I felt the friend move before hearing and feeling a large splat from the muck that I could only assume was the boy being pushed down. A moment later the friend pulled his ass away, now stained with mud from my filthy face and shoved his muck covered cock into my mouth. His cock was sizable, about the same as mine, and tasted of the same musk his ass had, though the flavor was overshadowed by the taste of the mud. I sucked as hard as I could, loving every moment of having a big muddy cock filling my mouth as I swirled my tongue around the tip. It didn't take much of this to set his cock throbbing hard as pre-cum poured from the tip until I felt him pull me down onto his cock, forcing it in as far is it would go. I braced myself as I felt his thick, hot, salty cum gush out into my mouth and down my throat. It took me a moment to recover from the force of his orgasm but once I'd collected myself I swallowed everything in my mouth, muck included, before releasing his cock and flopping down into the slop beside the boy. "Fuck me... I think you enjoyed that almost as much as I did, piggy." I oinked in agreement. "You've earned a reward, pig," he continued as he laid himself down on his side in the mud, dirtying his flannel and jeans, his cock and ass still exposed. "You get to fuck him before I do. Give me a little show."

We both oinked again before leaning into each other and kissing heatedly. Our hands roamed over our filthy, mud coated bodies, groping each other as we kissed. It didn't take much for us to get fully hard again and soon the rush of pleasure was consuming my body. I pushed the boy down into the mud and yanked his hips up into the air. My tongue penetrated his mud covered hole as I warmed him up, preparing him for our cocks. I could have cum just from being able to tongue fuck such a perfect muddy ass but I had been told to fuck him, and I certainly wasn't going to miss the opportunity. I slapped some fresh muck onto my cock so I'd be nice and lubed up, then forced my thick hard cock into him. We both groaned loudly as I slid inside, his tight heat enveloping the full length of my cock. It only took a few thrusts for me to cum inside him, firing pulse after pulse of seed into him.

"You liked that didn't you piggy?" I oinked my response to the friend. "Now it's my turn." He rose to his knees in the slop and positioned himself behind the boy before pressing into him. The boy was already loosened by my cock so his friend slid in easily, using the mud and cum I left behind as lube. I laid back into the filth and wallowed as I watched him pound the boy senseless, the boy oinking and groaning in pleasure until he came again, making a pool of cum on the surface of the muck beneath him. "Fuck that it's piggy! I'm gonna- ah!" I watch from my place in the slop as the friend shudders through a powerful orgasm that filled the boy with even more cum.

"Dinnertime pig," the friend said, looking at me as he pulled out of the boy and smacked the muddy ass. I crawled over through the slop and began licking up the cum leaking from the boy's hole. It didn't take long to finish what had leaked out and I quickly moved on to swallowing the mud and cum that was still inside him. When I'd finished we both turned to the friend, awaiting our next instructions.

"Well, it's getting late piggies. Time for me to go wash up before bed." The friend stood and squelched his way to the edge of the sty as we looked to the sky and saw the sun was about to set. He then grabbed the hose and rinsed most of the filth from his clothes and boots. We stood to follow but he stopped us before we got out of the sty. "I said I'm washing up and going to bed. Piggies don't sleep inside. You two are staying in here with the rest of the swine tonight."

As much as I didn't like the idea of spending the night outdoors, I couldn't help but get excited at the thought of spending the night in the muck with the boy and the pigs. From the look he was giving me the boy was having the same thought. We found a spot against the barn and made a large pile of slop to act as a pillow before curling up together and gently kissing and caressing each other until we were both asleep.

**

The next morning we woke to the sound of the trough being filled. It took us both a moment to remember that we'd spent the night in the sty as the stench of hogs filled our noses and the familiar caress of the mud slid over our bodies. The boy and I kissed through the muck before looking at ourselves. Both of us were still naked, but we were so covered in partially dried filth that if our cocks hadn't been hanging out you wouldn't have been able to tell at all.

"Rise 'n' shine!" we heard the friend call out. We turned and saw he was filling the trough up will feed for the pigs, still wearing the same outfit as the day before. "Looks like you two could use a bit of a shower," he chucked as we made our way towards him. "Already took care of the rest of the chores for ya. You two sleep well?" We glanced towards each other before giving an oink in unison. "Ah no need for that anymore you two. That was yesterday's game. Now get out here and let me rinse you off." We both climbed out of the sty and braced ourselves as the cold spray rinsed away the filth. I thought the scent had stuck around forever after the last time, but this time I was fairly certain I'd smell like pig for the rest of my life. "I'd ask if you enjoyed yesterday's games new guy, but I think we all know the answer already."

"Yeah..." I replied sheepishly. "I've never been submissive like that before... it was..."

"Hot?" the boy teased. I nodded my response. "The sleeping out here thing was new but that's how every Saturday goes when my friend here comes around."

"And what about on Sundays?" I asked. By now the boy and I were pretty much free from our coatings of filth, though you couldn't tell by smelling us, and the freezing torrent of water had been turned off.

"Sundays we do whatever we want," the friend replied with a grin. "We've still got a bit of time before everyone else comes back and I don't know about you but I plan to make the most of that time." With that he hopped over the fence, took a few sloppy steps to find a deeper spot, then flopped down into the muck with a splat and quickly did a few rolls, completely coating his outfit in the foul mud.

"Um- didn't you forget something?" I asked awkwardly. I'd played in the mud in other occasions in boxers or swim shorts when I didn't want to risk getting caught nude, but had never purposefully jumped in with a full outfit on.

"Nah. I set these aside just for this weekend. Kinda love trashing clothes. I've got a whole collection of stuff I've ruined in stuff like this. I rinse the muck off but never really wash them. Love just puttin' them on for a quickie when I'm alone or getting 'em even more messed up."

"Huh. I see..." I glance over at the boy who shrugged at me.

"I'm with you on this one, but hey who am I to judge how he has his fun?" the boy replied.

"Well if you don't like seeing me in here with my clothes on, why don't you come get me out of them new guy?" the friend quipped with a smirk.

"Wanna give me a hand?" The boy nodded back to me and we climbed back in. We knelt down in the mud on either side of the friend and made quick work of stripping his clothes and boots off and revealing his well sculpted body. "That's better. But we're all too... clean."

"That can be fixed," he replied before popping up and pushing me down onto my back. His lips met mine and we kissed heatedly as I sank down into the muck. "How's that?"

"Getting there. But one of us is still clean."

"Don't worry about me," the boy smiled before sliding down onto his chest and planting his face into the mud. "Better?"

"Hmmm.... parts of you are still to clean..."

"I think he's talking to much," the friend teased with a wink at the boy.

"Definitely. Plus that face of his is still pretty clean," the boy replied.

"I think we can fix that too, can't we?"

"Oh most certainly." I hoped they were going to do what I was thinking and as the boy rolled onto his back and wiggled his hips and the friend slapped more muck onto his ass cheeks I knew I was right. Moments later they began taking turns sitting their filth covered asses on my face. They'd only sit there a few moments before switching and getting a fresh layer while the other smothered me. By the time they'd both taken their first turn my face was smeared with muck and it didn't take long before I was unrecognizable. Eventually I couldn't help it and held the boy down as I pressed up against his perfect cheeks and tight hole as I blew ropes of cum everywhere without having touched myself at all.

The rest of the morning went in a similar manner, the three of us wallowing, kissing, sucking, and fucking in the foul muck to our hearts' content. We even had a contest to see who could keep his head in the mud longest. I ended up losing and having to kiss one of the pigs on the snout after the friend cheated and slipped a finger inside me during the contest, but I got him back in the second round and he had to pay up too.

By the time we had to climb out, I would have guessed the sty was almost 50% cum (maybe less since we did cum in each other a few times) and we were all completely coated in the foul muck. It made for an amusing scene when the friend put back on his mud caked clothes to rinse off, but at least he wasn't left standing naked when we finished hosing him down. Without bothering to dry off he took his leave and left the boy and I there to help each other clean up.

Once we were free from muck and clothed again he walked me to my car and planted one last kiss on me."So... same time next weekend?"