Muddy Stories

A few days later, Jonny was awoken by a large fist grasping at his
solid cock. The fist gripped it so fiercely he was initially frightened
until he heard Ben’s voice announcing that the first builder was coming
in 20 minutes to give his quotation.

He blearily came to properly, aware of gentle Malian kora music
playing somewhere, and the smell of warm croissants. Coffee was nearby
too; a kiss followed, but still his cock was ensnared ! A sublime, yet
slightly painful start to the day.

Mike and I saw the poster at the same time.

The night is warm and I have waited all day for the twilight to descend.

My two mud-mates have arrived and we set out our gear in the outhouse.

We strip off the clothes that we have been wearing all day and we put on our Century 4000 chest waders. They look and feel so good. A pair of long 20" rubber gauntlets follow, topped of by a close fitting pair of Dickies Deluxe orange coveralls.

I would like to ask members of this site for any advice concerning a situation which has arisen in my life which has gotton so out of control that I am frequently physically sick.

Ages since I have had any contact with mud - in fact the first time this century! And a bad time to get horny - there has been no rain for a month. But careful perusal of the OS map identified the lowest points and a recce. did indeed turn up some servicable pools.

just been out in my century 3000 black rubber chestwaders for a long rubber estuary mud walk.

managed to sink past my waste in the mud got a nice thick covering and had a damn good play if you know what i mean
!!!!!

on the way back i passed through a cow pasture and managed to get
my waders well covered in lovely fresh co muck as well.  
the smell and look of my rubber was amazing.

Anyone else into this

Any guys out there have recommendations for rubber wear/clothing etc, to have muddy and wet times in. Intrested to getting kitted out, but want to avoid the pit falls of costly purchases when worn gear maybe best; ideas welcome!

Myself and a mate went for a muddy session in a canal in Manchester a couple of days ago, he's the first fellow mudder I've met and he had scouted out a mud filled sluice gate on the Huddersfield canal, unfortunately it wasn't the most secluded of spots (right next to a road bridge, albeit a quiet back road)!!

He went in first and was happily enjoying himself, smearing mud everywhere (including his face) when I spotted somebody on the towpath. He jumped out and hid behind the support pillar of the bridge over the spillway, I was using this bridge as my vantage point for filming him. No sooner was the towpath clear than an Environment Agency van pulled up with some butch bull-dyke at the wheel, she then got a load of gear out of the van and came to the canal to take some water samples, of all the days to turn up!! It was nearly half an hour before she finally buggered off, by which time my mate was starting to get quite cold.

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