Even though the guys were totally getting into each other, 'duty called'. The elderly couple in the car were still staring at them, wondering why they were standing in the mud, standing so close to each other, looking like they were about to embrac...

Shannon looked down at his helmet.... It was filled with mud, and Brent had told him to put it back on...!!! He wanted to refuse, some small part of his brain, some small part in his head, was tellin' him, 'STOP... STOP....!!!!, JUST GET OUT...

What Matt didn't know, was that Sean, when they first had met up, before they helped out the elderly couple, had given Matt a bottle of icy, cold water, that was in an ice-cooler in his truck. Matt was happy to get it, and drank it down pretty qui...

Brent stuffed the remains of Shannon's boxers inside one of his leather jacket pockets.... He wanted to keep it as a 'souvenir'...... But he was the 'King-of-the-Cock-Suckers', and knew he had to get to work....... Shannon's cock was just as beaut...

I sat at the end of my bed, a final eviction notice in one hand and a the only job offer that I had left, it was a ad on a website for an camera operator for a film company he never heard of, seeing no other option he dialed the number. an older soun...

It is a leaving party for a Daria as she leaves the Robin Office for a new job. Daria is a quiet girls and has never really taken part in the pranks and jokes of the office. But her leaving do is a lively affair and has been going on for a while. N...

Having Matt totally under his control gave Sean an idea. "Wait here,", he said to Matt. "I'll be right back.". Matt just stood there, still confused, but loving that he was so 'aroused'. He could feel his 'pre-cum' dripping outta' his cock, into...

"You know, I think that tie of yours needs to be cut.", Sean mentioned, almost casually. "Just below the knot...", Matt had a silver tie-clip on his tie, if he cut his tie like Sean wanted him to, the tie-clip would end up in the mud, along with...

"And now I am leaving and I have never set you up for a messy prank!" Exclaims Daria. "You mean that time you tripped and pushed that cherry flan in my face really was an accident?" "Yes! Totally!" "Wow." Murmurs Ira wondering at her own bad luck....

Samantha, Sam to her friends, has always enjoyed a life of wet and messy adventures but always alone and this wasn't likely to change. However, what she did miss was the anticipation and apprehension about someone else administering the mess. She lov...

i stood outside the studios front door, i drove past the place twice, i thought it this place would be a dingy old rut but it was quite the opposite, a large modern building with a glass front and a name engraved in metal 'WAM studios' i thought, bi...

The tone in the bar was gettin' a little crazy... 'Jake Hamilton', a totally hot, leather stud, had just auctioned off his gauntlets ! The auctioneer looked over at Jake, wonderin' if that was it, but saw Jake unfastening and unbuckling the 'Sam...

Of course my buddy asks me to house sit for him in the middle of a heat wave. Even with the table fan blowing directly on me, it is too hot and humid for any clothes; I am sweating just laying in bed. I decide to go for a moonlight walk and since h...

Copyright 2024 Woodsmudder All rights reserved My New Life, Chapter 1: The night I learned the joy of mud and grease I had just graduated from college and started a job my parents said was perfect for me. It was a huge company that would give m...

Cade had never felt quite so stylish as when she put on her brand new Arc'teryx rain jacket for the first time. It was sleek, black, and had that perfect fit that made her feel like she was ready to take on the world, rain or shine. It was a gift fro...

Sara couldn't shake the guilt she felt over ruining Cade's Arc'teryx jacket. So, to make amends, she decided to splurge on something nice for herself and Cade. After some browsing online, she fell in love with a beautiful blue Rab down jacket. It was...

This and the next story (Tsarmina's Holiday Part 2), both complete fantasy, are posted as a tribute to https://umd.net/tsarmina WOTD again as I post, six times (I think it is) since June, WAM Party Animal and lots more. Tsarmina has seen the stor...

This and the previous story (Tsarmina's Holiday Part 1), both complete fantasy, are posted as a tribute to https://umd.net/tsarmina WOTD again as I post, six times (I think it is) since June, WAM Party Animal and lots more. Tsarmina has seen the s...

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...

Kate is a little older than me and as FWBs we occasionally engage in some WAM activities. She's a size 12, 34C breasts and size 4 feet. "Let's get messy" she text. Game on! We agreed to meet at our usual place. She greeted me wearing a short black l...

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...

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...

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...

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...

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...