Of course, the 'Sarge' couldn't resist tearin' the rest of his pants off, it was such a wonderful thing to do !!! It felt so liberating....... Rippin' his military pants to shreds, lovin' that he was doin' it, he tossed 'em into the pile of t...

We are hanging out at the carnival. We have played a few games and eaten some delicious food. We round a corner and hear a woman ask for a volunteer. Without seeing or hearing what the volunteer is for I immediately nominate you. The woman steps to...

Copyright 2024 Woodsmudder All rights reserved Chapter 4- Mud and Guns in the Sierra (This story was inspired by Muddybootsnlevis' excellent "The Mud Business". My story and the characters in it are all 100% fiction with one exception - like my st...

Hi fellow wet lookers, it's early spring here. Its still cold in the nights & mornings but it becomes milder in the middle of the day. I had to attend a meeting at work and was dressed nicely today. The morning was cold so I dressed in my best ol...

Copyright 2024 Woodsmudder All rights reserved Chapter 3-First Mud (This story was inspired by Muddybootsnlevis' excellent "The Mud Business". My story and the characters in it are 100% fiction, with one exception: like my story's narrator, I wished...

The guys in the bar were really lovin' what was happening up on the stage !!! Some had called their friends, tellin' 'em that 4 hot stud Marines were doin' a 'strip-show' at the bar, so the bar got even more crowded. The atmosphere in the place wa...

My Roommate's Girlfriend 3 Still dripping in pies and with my hands still cuffed behind my back, Stacy and I made sure the coast was clear and snuck out the front door to her car. Stacy opened my door and guided me into the passenger seat which she'...

The 'Sarge' looked down at his shirt, his name tag sewn into it, the chevrons and stripes on the sleeves. The guys in the bar were totally gettin' into this hot, stud Marine show !!! Their yellin' and clapping, and hootin' and hollerin', just...

(Another one of my ridiculous stories) It was too hot, too humid. Where was the power switch for the air conditioning? Ah, studio power. She turned it on and breathed a sigh of relief as the fans turned on. Sarah peeled herself out of her coveralls...

The 'Sergeant', a totally hot stud about 26, and his troop, 3 young, 'Privates', totally innocent, fresh recruits, totally hot, and 'buff'', all fully uniformed up, showed up outside the bar. This was the first time the 'Privates', had a chance...

Copyright 2024 Woodsmudder All rights reserved Chapter 2: An Unexpected Sexual Encounter (This story was inspired by Muddybootsnlevis' excellent "The Mud Business". My story and the characters in it are 100% fiction, with one exception: like my...

I stood in my doorway surveying my situation and the room's ridiculous state. Thick, cheap cream pies were piled onto every surface, laid out on the floor surrounding the bed, on top of my comforter, across my desk, on my dresser, even on the chairs...

Copyright 2024 Woodsmudder All rights reserved Quest for Mud, Chapter 1: Breaking Out My Quest for Mud story is inspired by stories written by Muddybootsnlevis on UMD, and especially by his three part story "The Mud Business". If you love mud a...

One summer ME and my colleagues went to the sea just for one day. Although I am a man, sometimes I like to dress like a woman, so that day I wore a long denim skirt, striped t-shirt, new sneakers. Colleague BR was wearing blue jeans wrinkled in fr...

After gym classes in college, we really liked showering our gym clothes. On the day I'm talking about, even though I'm a man, I was wearing a knee-length black sports t-shirt-dress that was wrinkled in the back but also in the front, because I kept l...

Copyright 2024 Woodsmudder All rights reserved Becoming Tommy the Mud Man These days everyone knows me as Tommy. I like it. It's who I am. But I wasn't always Tommy. For most of my young life I was Thomas. No one would even think of calling...

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the stage: the tap-dancing and expert slapstick masters, Dorian and Harold!" An applause can be heard before the curtains open. The set resembles a posh 1920s ballroom, with a grand staircase in the background, a po...

My small university hidden in a West Coast college town was unremarkable in nearly every way, even its course offerings were a constant reminder this was no ivy league. It quietly churned out lab assistants, elementary school teachers, and the odd ci...

With his chaps auctioned off, Jake looked down at his leather jeans and the thick, wide, black leather belt that was in the waist-band of his pants.... Slowly un-doin' the big metal buckle, Jake pulled the belt outta' of his jeans and handed it ov...

Hello fellow wet lookers, Yesterday was the last day of winter but the weather was unusually warm. I was at work but being near the sea it was hard to resist going for a surf the only problem was that I didn't have my bathing suit with me. I hadn't r...

As a teenager, I didn't know anything about my sexual orientation. Being gay wasn't an option back then because I hadn't clearly noticed it and didn't feel any urge to. But what I always liked were well-built boys my age in tight jeans. I was particu...

With his boots gone, (Jake did wonder why he had just given' up his really expensive Wesco's up for auction...), but he didn't care........, gettin' rid of his gear was fun !!! 'What do I need socks for now that my boots are gone....?!?', was t...

Copyright 2024 Woodsmudder All rights reserved My New Life, Chapter 4: Luke, brother in mud Rain fell gently on the trailer's roof. It was going to be a warm, wet Sunday of steady rain. Sandy had gotten me into hiking on Sundays. She was a re...

Copyright 2024 Woodsmudder All rights reserved My New Life, Chapter 3: Sandy and the walking mess of oily rags Maybe you're like I used to be. You've got a decent life. You're middle class, have a nice place to live, have a car, and you've got...

Copyright 2024 Woodsmudder All rights reserved My New Life, Chapter 2: Baptism by drain oil I've already told the story of how I learned the joy of being muddy and greasy. It happened after I got fed up with my life and with working in the corp...