Scott woke up with the sun shining through the bedroom windows, and birds chirping.... He had left the curtains and blinds open to see the 'once-in-a-life-time', viewing of a Comet that was gonna' be cruisin' off the planet Earth....

Unfortunately, a storm had come in, clouds and rain, and that was the end of 'viewin' the Comet...., but the storm had cleared quickly, and it was a beautiful day....

Scott's cock was hard, it almost always was when he woke up. He wondered why.... 'Was it what he was dreamin' about when he was asleep ???'. But he rarely remembered what his dreams were about...., they all seemed so 'scrambled'.....

But he had grown up past the point of havin' 'wet-dreams'.... When he was a kid, when he would 'wake-up', and find that he had made a 'big mess', in his pajama bottoms.... At around the age of 12/13, Scott decided that he really wanted to sleep naked, but then the sheets and mattress got the wet, messy 'cum-explosions ', from Scott's 'happy-dreams'..... His Mom never said anything about it, but Scott soon learned how the washer/dryer worked, and took care of his own somewhat 'messy' linens......, along with the rest of his clothes that he found himself gettin' 'messed-up' in.... Scott didn't know why, but he got so 'turned-on' by seein' guys gettin'; muddy, pied, wet, trashin'/wreckin' their clothes/gear with any kinda' slop, just about anything as long as they got totally messed-up........ He found that it made his cock go totally 'crazy', which was 'hard' to deal with when he was out in public...... He had tried to fight it, this 'desire', but soon knew it was hopeless...... And since he wasn't doin' any 'harm' to anyone, (except his own clothes/gear, boots.....), what difference did it make ?!?

But that was a long time ago.......

Scott was now in his mid-twenties; a hot lookin' stud, a very successful model/actor, had earned a lot of money, was still in 'demand', and helped support his family, and had been able to buy his own little farm/ranch.

He had met up with his friend Cody recently, who he had met a couple of years ago at one of the local bars in their small little town. Their meeting and friendship had been still 'platonic', until Scott had wanted to 'gear-up', totally wear some of his best leathers and boots, and go out and play in the mud, (something that Scott loved to do...!!!).
But Scott had stopped by Cody's ranch on his way to go out 'muddin', and Cody had talked Scott to help him out, as Cody was doin' a painting job on a back property building that Cody owned and that needed some work. Scott's leather gear and boots had gotten totally trashed with paint; white and yellow paint all over his new 501's, his black leather chaps and jacket, his tall Wesco boots, even his 'Muir Cap' and 'Gauntlets' gloves'.... But he had 'loved' every minute of it... !!! He and Cody finally 'hooked-up', knowin' that they both enjoyed each other, what they liked to do to each other, and the 'WAM' fetish that they both enjoyed......

Scott and Cody had made plans to go to a 'leather-event', at a somewhat nearby city. They had booked a room at the events 'host-hotel', gotten some tickets for some of the events, but Cody got a last minute phone-call, and had to head off to a 'family-crisis'. Scott didn't want to go without Cody, but Cody told him to go, everything was already paid for.... After some late night 'encouraging' actions from Cody, Scott agreed to go..... But there was a 'caveat'......

Scott had to agree to wear his messed-up, paint-splattered leathers and boots, when he went to the 'street-fair' that was happening that Sunday.........

Scott took Cody to the airport, he knew he was gonna' miss Cody at the 'leather event', but he loved that Cody was so involved with his family, and willin' to help out in a 'crisis'. Scott wondered if he was fallin' in love with Cody....