Scott pulled next to Cody's house, and got outta' his truck. It was very quiet, only a few chirping birds broke the silence. Maybe Cody was out checkin' on his land, or maybe he had gone into town. Well perhaps this was just as well, now Scott could head out to the mud-pit and have his fun. Just as Scott was about to climb back into his truck, he heard,
"Well boy-howdy, look at you! You look like you just stepped outta' a 'Tom of Finland' drawing!"

Cody had just come around from the other side of one of the out-buildings, and Scott thought it was amusing that this was the second time today, that he had been compared to a 'T. of F.' drawing, even if the first time was by himself... Cody was wearin' some of his old football-gear; cleats, pants, jersey, which Scott thought was a little odd, but then again, who was Scott to judge when he was totally 'leathered-up'. Scott knew that Cody had played football in school and in college, and 'F**K'!, Cody looked hot in his gear!

"Hey Cody, what's goin' on?
"Well, I was just headin' back into the house, thinkin' a cold, frosty 'long-neck' would taste good right about now. Come on in." Cody replied.

Scott followed Cody into the house and kitchen, and Cody pulled out a 'long-neck' from the fridge. "Want one?" Cody asked. It was a little early to start drinkin', Scott thought, but there was always an exception. "Well, I guess so, wouldn't want you to be drinkin' alone," Scott replied, and Cody brought out another beer and they toasted bottles.
"So what's up?", Scott asked.

'Well, I was watchin' a football game that I had taped a couple of weeks ago.", Cody replied, and Cody led Scott into the living-room, where he punched on the remote. The big-screen T.V. came to life, and much to Scott's amazement and disbelief, it was a game bein' played on a really muddy football field. Oh no, Scott thought, 'a football game bein' played in the mud'. Scott had always gotten turned-on by watchin' this kinda' thing, but he didn't want it to start happening now, bein' in Cody's living-room. Scott felt that feelin' in his body and stomach, when he was about to get 'turned-on' by something, and he felt his cock start to react. But he tried to be calm and neutral, and just said, "Gee, a little rainy-day football, that looks like fun."

"With the 'Dragons' leadin' 35 to 3 goin' into the 4th quarter, think only the 'Dragons' are havin' fun," Cody replied. "Oh, check this out, the teams start playin' their second and third stringers, check out the new quarterback comin' in for the 'Dragons'. The hot, young stud quarterback came runnin' onto the field, his totally clean uniform standin' out among the other muddy players. As he entered into the huddle, one of his teammates playfully placed his muddy hand on the seat of the Q.B.'s pants, leavin' a muddy hand-print, which some of the other players thought was funny. Cody thought it was funny too, but Scott was wonderin' how/or if, he was gonna' be able to control himself watchin' the rest of the game...