5 comments/ 30198 views/ 17 favorites Erotic Mud Battle By: mudwrestler The rain had stopped earlier in the morning and now the summer sun shone through the car windows heating the interior. I was hot already and wound down the window to let some cool air in. I was nervous. Even more than last time I travelled this way. Today was certainly going to be different. Only a few weeks ago I had participated in my first erotic mud wrestling match. Something I never thought I would ever get to do. Out of the blue I had met my opponent Andy, online and before I knew it I was engaged in a hot sexual battle, stripped of my specially bought speedos and was rolling around covered in slippery clay in a large inflatable pool with the hardest cock I'd ever had. To say I enjoyed the experience was an understatement, even more so because I had won the match. To my surprise I made Andy orgasm and victory was mine. But that is a story for another time. This time things would be different. Andy wanted a rematch and who was i to say no? The most erotic thing I'd ever done and I wanted more of it. It was the bombshell of his suggestion that made me think twice. "Have you ever wanted to be watched?" he threw in the middle of our online arrangement. "I have two wrestle buddies that would love to watch us. What do you think?" I was a little dumbstruck and really wasn't sure if I wanted to share the experience. I declined the offer and looked forward to our next private match. For the next two days I couldn't get the idea out of my head. He had planted the seed of something. The more I thought about it the more it appealed to me. In our last online chat before the match I surprised him by telling him he should invite his two wrestling buddies. What had I done? I considered cancelling right up until two hours before I was due to leave but I didn't want to disappoint Andy and I wanted another mud match. The 2 hour journey was mercifully short and my anticipation was growing with every mile. I was soon alerted that I had reached my destination and I parked outside the familiar looking house, glancing straight away at the closed garage that was positioned up the long drive almost behind the house. As I walked to the front door it opened. Andy stood in jeans and t-shirt that was streaked with grey coloured hand prints. He had recently been mixing up the powdered clay that we would soon be wrestling in. We shook hands and greeted each other and I jokingly asked if he'd started without me as I looked him up and down. We went into the house and had thirty minutes of coffee and general chit chat before he informed me what time our audience would arrive. I sat and finished my coffee while he showered. He appeared ten minutes later wearing just his white speedos. At thirty five he was two years younger than me and I could see what a great body he must've had during his twenty's. He was still hot now but similar to me, aging and the process of life can alter things slightly. The speedos never failed and bulged nicely. His tightly held cock and balls almost bouncing as he walked into the room. I got my mind out of the gutter for a moment and proceeded to take my shower. While I was drying myself off and pulling on my black speedos I heard the doorbell ring and several different voices could be heard but the words were a jumble through the walls. After a few more minutes of heart pounding and breathing deeply I made my way back to the living room. Andy appeared a minute later. I was sure his bulge had grown larger. "Ok. Are you ready?" he asked. "Are they here?" I replied suspecting that I already knew the answer. "They are ready and waiting and very excited" he said, almost laughing. "Let's go" I said after another deep breath. We walked to the kitchen and Andy stopped and turned. "Are we going to enter how we discussed?" My mind raced back to the last chat and the various ideas and rules we had set down. There was to be no anal penetration of any sort. If our cocks slipped out of our speedos we weren't allowed to put it back in. First to orgasm loses the match and the loser pays a forfeit and above all without compromising our competitive streaks we were going to put on a good show. I wanted to win again but we'd both talked about the possibility of being humiliated by being forced to cum in front of an audience. It seemed like a fun idea eventually but we both agreed on giving the audience what they want. The idea in question was to enter the garage both sporting already hard cocks. My cock was starting to twitch as I admitted to remembering our chats. "Definitely!" I said Before I knew it his hand was on my bulging speedos. Gently stroking it as the blood drained from my head making me slightly dizzy. I let out a soft groan as i reached for his neatly bundled package. I could feel his muscle hardening under the soft white fabric, growing with every stroke of my hand. My mind was now a blur and my heart was pumping furiously as nervousness and inhibition started to fade away. "I hope you're are ready for this" he said almost whispering "Bring it on" I said confidently. Both of our shafts were now clearly fully erect and in plain sight through our speedos. We separated and exited the kitchen through the back door to the garden. The afternoon sun was beating down and felt warm on my body as we walked across heated paving to the garage side-door. Andy opened the door and entered. As I followed in close behind there was the sound of clapping and cheering. The first thing that hit me apart from the noise was the heat and humidity. The garage was all but empty of everyday garage items. In the center, right where i left it was the pool or pit as we had started calling it. A fair size, it almost spanned the width of the garage. This time it was sitting on what looked like inflatable air beds giving the inside a soft and bouncy feel that we had both suggested since our last match. Behind the pit was an old beat up sofa that I recognized from being in the corner of the garage the last time. It had been pulled out of retirement to serve the two guys that now sat on it overlooking the pit. Both were fairly well built in the body department and weren't unattractive. They wore only speedos to. Somehow I hadn't imagined that and thought they would be fully clothed. The light grey coloured clay covered the bottom of the pit and had required a lot of work judging by the numerous dirty buckets that littered the garage behind the sofa. We continued the few short steps to the pit, still both sporting hard ons under our speedos which gained extra attention from the audience. We made our way to opposite corners of the pit and immediately stepped in. The clay was cool on the skin compared to the warm air in the garage. Our bare feet sank into the inflated bottom which felt so much better than the hard floor of our previous encounter. We immediately dropped to our knees to avoid slipping over, again sinking into the coolness of the sticky clay. It was mixed to perfection. We couldn't stand the watery stuff we'd seen elsewhere and it wasn't too thick that it stuck to you in clumps. We waited, my heart thumping and my cock throbbing. The signal to start came from the audience in the form of "Go!" We both slid across the inflatable floor towards each other. Our hands met as we pushed and pulled against each other's strength. It wasn't fast or rough but still had plenty of meaning. Our bodies came together quickly as we both bear hugged each other. Our cocks mashed together and I could feel his hardness against mine. His left hand lowered and grabbed my ass before slapping it to an approving cheer from our two voyeurs. He meant business. They wanted a show and he wanted to give it to them. My right hand went down into the clay and managed to scoop a handful which I quickly slapped on to Andy's firm ass, spraying globs of muck in all directions. The audience loved that to. It wasn't long before we both lost our balance, our knees sliding on the uneven surface and falling sideways into the clay. The biggest cheer so far went up as we parted ways, both sliding on our fronts which were instantly smothered in the smooth grey muck. Before I could right myself I felt Andy on my back and hooking his arms under mine. I was rolled over as Andy slid underneath me until I was lying on top of him. He held my arms tight as I felt his cock pressing on my back. His legs snaked around my waist and he used his feet to part my thighs, spreading my legs. My once black speedos were now a sloppy grey mess and my hips were thrust up displaying my bulge to everyone. I was grunting at the force of it, giving a little extra for effect. I glanced over at our two watchers who were voicing their approval and stroking their own cocks through their speedos. One of Andy's legs suddenly moved up and his foot began sliding over my cock. There was little control as I struggled against the contact. The two guys were starting to get more and more excited. "Yeah!" they called out. "No, no!" I added for effect. Andy brought his other leg up and tried to use both his feet against my throbbing shaft but the clay was on my side as I slipped from his grasp and slid down his torso. I span around as quickly as I could to see Andy getting to his knees. We were ninety percent smothered in the slippery mud. Only our faces and hair had escaped with spots of clay on them. We quickly came together again in a hug. This time I took the initiative and pulled Andy's speedos between his ass cheeks. He immediately slipped from the hug causing him to fall backwards. I quickly slid on top of his front and struggled with his strong arms until I spread my legs either side and straddled his stomach. I forcefully slid up to his chest and pinned his arms under my knees. I reached back and purposefully rubbed at his cock. His shaft was hard and slippery but before I could reach into his speedos he thrust his body up causing me to slide further up and over him. My cock filled speedos sliding over his face and smearing it with mud as I fell forward. Andy was quick to respond. As I rolled on to my back he was there. He slid across me. Laying over my chest and holding my arm down in front of him. My other arm was trapped between his legs. It was almost a classic pin and he had a free hand. I knew what was coming next. I couldn't see it but I suddenly felt my cock being played with. Rubbed and stroked over my speedos. I grunted strongly trying to remove him from my chest. My legs slipped and kicked out trying to stop what was coming next. Then it happened. His hand slid into my speedos, grasping my cock with clay covered hands. There was loud approval from the audience who were now getting into the match. "Get it out!" they demanded. "Get them off!" Andy was thorough. It felt like he had grabbed clay and was now forcefully smothering my hairless balls and cock. I pushed and kicked out. I was enjoying the pleasure but i had to get free to win. To my relief his hand disappeared from inside my speedos only to feel it taking grip of the seam around the top of my thigh. Before I could react he pulled at the material. Hearing the distinct sound of material starting to give way and the "Fuck yeah do it!" calls I pushed and thrust up as hard as I could. His grip on my speedos was still firm as he was pushed away. The material ripped slightly and was pulled across unleashing my cock from its mooring. The seam pulled across and separated my balls giving me a sudden dull pain. My opponent slid away and I quickly got to my knees and freed my other testicle from its speedo prison. I was now exposed. My hard cock was bouncing free and my balls were hanging out of the stretched and partly ripped left leg of my speedos. I couldn't place my cock back into its place. Those were the rules. "Oh fuck yeah!" one of our watchers exclaimed as he shoved his hand into his own speedos. The second quickly followed. It suddenly dawned on me that id been naive to start with. These guys were putty in our hands. Andy was giving them what they wanted. I watched as he ran his hand over his speedos. I wasn't sure if he was teasing the crowd or taunting me, probably both. In the few seconds of breathing space that followed my attitude changed. I was hot, horny, erect and all but naked in front of two strangers who were absolutely lapping up the spectacle. My hand started to caress my cock and balls smoothing the clay. "You want this?" I taunted Andy, moving my hips from side to side causing my cock to gently slap each thigh. He smiled as we both realized the show was on. I could quite easily have pulled off the rest of my speedos but it felt sexy and judging by everyone's reactions it looked damn sexy to. Again we made our way towards each other, my shaft bouncing dangerously free as I moved. We met hand to hand and pushed against each other. Andy's knees slipped backward as I pushed. It sent him falling forward in front of me. Seeing the opportunity I darted forward, my balls sliding down the back of his head all the way to his lower back as I straddled him again. I quickly slapped his ass before taking the side of his speedos in both hands and ripping the seam. I felt his body writhing under me. If he had wanted to get me off he would of. It would've been easy. The side of his speedos gave way and I made sure it exposed his right ass cheek. I reached for the other side, grasping either side of the seam as I looked at our audience. They were waiting for the final rip. I nodded my head waiting for approval. It came loud and clear. "Do it! Do it!" "No!" My opponent begged. I ruthlessly pulled the seam apart and pulled the material from under my prey. I held them up victoriously to cheers and tossed them aside. I then smeared Andy's ass in handfuls of clay. Feeling i had accomplished enough with that move I slid off my opponent and waited for him to rise without his precious covering. Back on his knees and displaying his impressively hard cock, Andy wiped some clay from his face. That was it. I knew he would be gunning for my speedos now. Not that it made much difference to me. I would rather have them fully off now. After a little more pushing and pulling I found myself between his legs in a scissor move. It didn't last long. Just long enough for him to remove the last of what used to be a pair of speedos. From my experience of our last match this is where it got interesting. We were now naked, hard and a little breathless. It only took one of us to gain the advantage and the other would be shooting his load. We came together in the center of the ring once more and into a hug. The movement was slower this time. My opponent's hands were soon on my ass and i followed suit pulling each other closer and thrusting our groins rhythmically. We grunted and groaned as we fucked cock to cock, neither one yielding at the intense pleasure. "I want your cum." Andy suddenly whispered breathlessly. "My cock is going to drain yours." he added. He was right. I was losing it. His cock was overpowering mine. It was strong and slid against mine easily thanks to the clay. I wanted to cum. "No no no." was all could whisper to myself. I wanted to let go but couldn't. The crowd could sense it. "Fuck his cock!" "Make him cum!" It didn't help my situation. I was in trouble. I pulled away to the side, slipping front first into the soft clay. I rolled over just in time to see a leg moving over my head followed by balls and a cock that were mercilessly planted on my forehead and dragged down my face as Andy took the initiative and once again molested my excited manhood. He wanted to keep up the momentum. I certainly would've. My head was trapped, turned slightly side ways to avoid suffocating on his ball sack. His hard cock angled downwards in front of my face covering my lips and nostrils with clay. I was so tempted to open my mouth in an attempt to suck at his cock. I was being fully dominated in front of his buddies and they loved it. His hand was gliding up and down my cock picking up from where he had left off less than a minute before I had to do something before it was all over. It took all my strength and a little help from the clay to roll him off. I spat clay and wiped it off my eyes before he was back on top of me. This time he straddled facing me. His strength held me in the clay. My arms held down above my head. He purposely slid his cock and balls up my chest towards my face thinking he would stop there but he didn't. He leant forward. His cock caught my chin on the way and before i could take a breath he smothered my face in his genitals. He took great pleasure in smearing my face. I wanted to open my mouth so badly. He then slid back slightly and brought his feet over my stomach. I knew what they were looking for and they found it. I felt his feet clamp around my cock and started to wank it. I opened my sticky eyelids to see his cock centimeters from my face. His feet were doing too good a job. Between the beautiful pace at which he foot wanked me and the slippery lubrication of the clay I had to think fast. I couldn't move. I wanted to give in and end the torment. What could I do? I had to break his dominance. It took less than second to realize what I had to do. To everyone's surprise I lifted up my head and wrapped my lips around his cock. I sucked his length once and spat out the mouth of slightly gritty clay before returning and taking it in my mouth once more. "Oh my god!" was all I could hear from the guys as I felt the rhythm on my cock disturbed. It got weaker and fumbled until it stopped but I kept sucking at his cock. It was so firm and rigid and had a huge bulbous end. I wanted to suck his cock so much in our first match but I wasn't brave enough. I continued to impale my mouth on his throbbing muscle. Did I have him? Could I win here and now? I thought I had earned it just by sucking his cock in all this muck. He was almost silent. I could feel a slight push as I carried on sucking. His sudden words were drawn out with pleasure. "Oh fuck! You bastard!". That spurred me on, sucking faster. Was he now mine? Once he filled my mouth with his hot sperm it was all over. I was disappointed to feel him quickly roll off, my mouth missing his shaft. That was obviously the last straw for our admirers. They were now out of their speedos and wanking two very hard looking cocks. They were getting more and more turned on as the match progressed but then so were we. We continued to slip and slide in and out of moves, doing our damdest to milk our opponents cock until eventually I was brought to my knees facing our audience, my arms held tightly behind me. My energy was fading fast. I felt my arms pulled about until an arm reached around from behind and took hold of my cock. Andy had locked my arms behind me with one arm and my knees had separated and now sat on my feet. I grunted trying to break free of his grip but it was no use. With every stroke of my cock i wanted to cum. I groaned and begged for him to stop but it did no good. Our two friends were fully wanking at my torture and must've been sensing that the end was near. I wanted to win. I had to win. I made another effort to free myself but it was weaker than the last. I sank back down, my balls swimming in the clay between my legs. "No no!" I pleaded. This time I was serious. But his hand was winning. I suddenly felt a familiar wave pass over me. "Fuck no!" I said through gritted teeth. The point of no return. My body tensed. The hand got faster. I couldn't disguise it or hold it any longer. I thrust my hips forward and that was it, the cum shot out of my cock in great streams splattering into the clay just shy of our two cheering perverts. Erotic Mud Battle Ch. 02 Andy had beaten me fair and square. But I now faced 3 very horny clay covered guys sliding towards me as I lay in the mud totally spent. Before I could ask what was going on Andy had gripped my ankles and pulled me a short distance on my back. My legs were raised up and Andy's hard cock was thrust between my feet. The other two guys slid either side of me and took my wrists forcing my hands on to their cocks. "Hang on!" I thought. "What the hell is going on here?" I tried to reason with myself. This hadn't been discussed. I hadn't considered it would even be an option. I was a little shocked at this turn of events but then a familiar wave came over me. "Oh my god!" I thought, coming to terms with what I was doing. "This is so fucking hot!" I concluded. Andy had control of my legs which was good as I was concentrating on the two handfuls I had. The shaft between my feet was sliding through easily, the balls bouncing against my heels. The cocks in my hands were large and really hard and I made sure my hand slid the whole length, lubricated by the smooth clay. I still couldn't quite believe what I was doing. I'd never imagined this happening to me. I also couldn't believe that my aching cock was getting hard again. From then on I didn't think of what I was doing I just did it. I was sinking back into inhibition and willing depravity. Each hand scooped clay and smeared it over the balls and cock that now sat at my mercy, my hands clamping around each muscle and continuing the massage. The groans and sighs confirmed I was doing things right. I looked up at Andy who was clearly enjoying fucking my feet. His gaze fixed on what I was doing to his buddies. He winked his approval and thrust harder. After a few minutes my legs dropped into the clay. I startled me slightly and looked up to see Andy straddling my thighs and sliding up them. His balls reached mine and my body tensed as he grabbed my still sensitive cock in the same hand as his own. Both our cocks were in his hand and being rubbed together. I watched as long as my neck muscles would allow before my head sank back into the clay, the rhythm of my hands subconsciously matching that of Andy's. My wrists were starting to ache and my arm muscles were starting to wane. How long could they go for? Surely they would be finishing pretty soon after the display they had just witnessed. I looked up again. The sight of my cock being wanked in the same handful as Andy's was blowing my mind. It felt amazing and looked stunning. All around me were sounds of groans, gasps and the sound of squelching clay. I was losing it badly. I began to masturbate the two cocks faster. Sometimes one would slip from my grasp but both were spattering my already clay smothered face with globs of mud. Andy slid off my legs and I missed the pleasure I was just getting used to. My hands slid of the cocks as I was hauled on to my knees and quickly surrounded. Without thinking I grasped two of the three cocks that were vying for my attention. All three were inches from my face but Andy stood in front of me stroking his own shaft. I moved my head forward and wrapped my lips around his cock for the second time that day. His hand fell away and he inched forward. The other two suddenly moved in, their cocks touching my face. I left Andy's and turned my head to the left, taking the next one in my mouth. Spitting the clay and returning to pleasure its owner. I felt like a slut. I loved the attention and didn't give a damn about anything else at that moment. Then to I turned to the right and repeating my previous actions. I took each one in turn, in my mouth and my hands. Eventually losing who was who. One of them suddenly moved away but I continued to pleasure the other two. My hands were suddenly grabbed and forced behind me. They were then bound at the wrist with what I later learned to be a discarded pair of speedos. Then my face was suddenly overrun with cock. My face was being slapped and probed by hard cock muscle. I almost felt I was being drowned in clay covered cock. I bent my knees slightly as they tried to straddle my shoulders. I was sure they couldn't get any closer if they tried. My eyes stayed closed and my forehead, my cheeks, lips, nose and even my hair were subjected to cock slaps, rubbing and wanking. "Yeah!" I managed to gasp before one of those probing cocks slid into my mouth. I took to it immediately, sucking its length. Then it withdrew and another was roughly pushed in. It continued as I fought for breath. It probably felt less violent than it would've looked. At times I could open my eyes but I was going on what my mind was imagining. My own cock was raging and begging for something but I had had my turn and would have to wait until the other three unleashed their loads. I was allowed to concentrate on sucking one cock as I started to feel hands all over my body. Clay was being smoothed and splattered on me. My mind was partially tracking the quick sliding movements of what felt like so many hands. They slid over my chest, abdomen and then my balls and my cock. It was grasped as I'd hoped and wanked quickly as more hands made their way down my back. My ass was slapped with what felt like a handful of clay before it moved and slipped between my legs. I parted my knees slightly allowing access and giving permission. The hand probed between my ass cheeks, grabbing at my balls before moving back and teasing my hole. My mind whirred away, not being able to think or concentrate on any one thing. Did I want something to happen or didn't I? Without thinking I moved my ass back against the hand inviting it. My body suddenly tensed up as a finger penetrated my ass. This was my first time and certainly a difficult mix of sensations to describe. My sucking slowed to a stop to accommodate this new sensation. Anal sex was a big no from me but this began to feel good. This was a huge moment and one that I would later explore more in this arena. It opened a lot of doors for future matches and was a turning point I would never regret taking giving me more stories to tell. I relaxed as I realized the finger wasn't going too deep. I quickly took up sucking the cock I'd rejected and for a while enjoyed all three sensations, my cock, my ass and my mouth. Having been molested and happily violated by so many hands, their attention returned to my face. Again, they stood around me abusing my face with their cocks. I sucked at their request, my mouth being moved from one to the other in no particular order. I occasionally opened my eyes to take in the sights so that I could replay it in my mind at any time in the future. My head was suddenly pulled back by my hair. The cock I was sucking fell free from my mouth. "Oh fuck!" was all I heard as something liquid splattered across my face twice, the second time across my open mouth. My taste buds could only just make out the slightly salty taste thanks to the clay that obviously coated my tongue. One of my hands had almost totally slipped from its binding but I insisted on keeping it behind my back. I wanted to feel helpless and bound against the two remaining cocks. My mouth quickly found one of the still loaded cocks. It was throbbing hard in my mouth and being pushed harder as I sucked. It was pulled from my lips just before another splattering of cum hit my face, then another. Before I could take the last cock in my mouth, a familiar groan was heard and my face took another load, this time a heavy one. I drew breath as my face felt heavy with clay and cum. I stayed motionless unsure of what was next. Then they came together again. My face a meeting ground for three cocks that this time, gently rubbed and probed my skin. Entering my mouth slowly as the sucking and rubbing came to a halt. I fell back into the soft clay. Exhausted but with one thing left to do. I wrapped my hand around my own cock and lay there in the mud until I had shot another load to a round of applause from the three onlookers. I was totally exhausted and declined to go first and clean up. I must have laid there a good fifthteen to twenty minutes as the others started cleaning up and eventually showering. After the immense clean-up operation we gathered in the living room and all expressed how much we had enjoyed the afternoon and recapping on certain events, Andy and myself being praised for such great entertainment which I took great pleasure in receiving. We said our goodbyes at various points and on my way home my mind started to process the events of the afternoon. The possibilities came flooding in. Wrestling didn't have to stop at mud. Oil and food were keenly talked about. Anal sex in matches was now a possibility for me and would allow for some very interesting and specific matches. Some of those possibilities I have now experienced, others are awaiting fulfillment. Others are a wild fantasy that will never happen, but that's what story telling is all about. Isn't it? Erotic Mud Battle Andy let go and raised his hands to his adoring crowd as I slumped back in to the clay. I had been dominated and humiliated but it was a relief to have finished. I had lost but strangely felt I had won. I lay exhausted and spent. Breathless and smothered from head to toe in grey muck but it was worth it. I suddenly started to consider what my forfeit would be for losing. Then I noticed the bottom of the pit moving and looked up to see Andy and our audience getting on their knees in the mud. I watched in wonder as they fondled and rubbed mud all over each other before they advanced on me. But if anyone is interested in that story maybe it should be a part 2. I'd gladly tell it. Erotic Mud Battles: The Next Match It had been a good two months since our last mud wrestle and Andy and I were keen to get together again. We had chatted constantly during this period. Keeping in touch and throwing ideas around for various other types of erotic messy wrestling. Everything from oil, custard, desserts, puddings, cake, baked beans, and the list seemed endless. As for the type of wrestling, there was one on Andy's mind and we kept coming back to it. "What about a muddy rape match?" he blurted out one day. It took me a few minutes to answer as my imagination took over. We thrashed out some guidelines and rules and went about our usual arrangements. "No audience this time?" I asked almost hoping. "As this is our first time at this kind of match maybe we should wait until next time" he replied. I agreed. This was new to us and probably best done in private on this occasion. The basic idea of this match was to use your opponent to make yourself come first. It would be completely consensual with an element of role play but still had to force yourself upon your opponent. You could use any part of your opponent's body to bring yourself to orgasm including the previously forbidden anal sex. This was new territory for us and mainly due to safety reasons that were addressed early on. I excitedly purchased a new pair of speedos to ruin and eagerly awaited our next meeting. After waiting what seemed like an eternity I set off on my 2 hour journey. Someone must've known I was eager to get to my destination and decided to queue the traffic up in front of me. I arrived thirty minutes late go Andy opening the door in a black bath robe his hair still wet from his shower. We had the usual coffee and chit chat before reiterating the guidelines for the match. We were both ready to go and I made my way upstairs to the shower. After the quickest shower of my life I pulled on my new speedos and made my way downstairs. I entered the living room and stored my clothes as Andy got up and dropped his bath robe to reveal his trademark white speedos that were bulging with cock. ¨Are you ready?" Andy said as he purposely but gently squeezed at the gorgeous bulge he was sporting. "More than ever" I teased and stroked at my own speedos. Andy smiled and once again led me through the kitchen to the backdoor. The air was cooler outside and the floor wet with rain. As we entered the garage the air was warmer. Andy closed the garage door behind us and I was greeted with a familiar sight. Our wrestling pit was the same inflatable pool with the airbeds underneath. A thick layer of grey clay covered the inside. A few feet away from the back corners were two blow air heaters responsible for taking the coolness from the air. I stood looking into the pit and felt my cock starting to harden. My arms were suddenly pinned to my sides as Andy wrapped his arms around me from behind. One hand went around my stomach but the other delved straight into my speedos. My body tensed as my balls were fondled and my cock grew in his hand. This was our pre-match foreplay we started in our last match. From here on it was the match we had discussed. My right hand slipped behind me and slid between my ass and Andy's bulge that he had been pressing against me. I blindly ease my hand into his speedos to find his stiffening muscle. I slowly pulled the waistband down until his heavy manhood popped out of its covering. I then took great pleasure in slowly stroking it. My own cock was pulled from the tight material and set free. We continued for a few minutes stroking each other's now erect and eager shafts. I was turned around hypnotically as Andy sank to his knees taking my speedos with him. Before they could reach my ankles my cock was engulfed in Andy's warm wet mouth. "You cheating bastard!" I exhaled in a loud whisper. I couldn't help but enjoy his mouth on me for a few moments. He let my cock fall from his mouth and stood up. I pounced on his speedos dropping them to the floor and quickly followed them going down on my knees. I wasted no time wrapping my lips around his cock easing my mouth up and down the soft skin that covered this rock hard muscle. "Payback!" I thought as I savored every inch that slid in and out of my mouth. I pulled away and stood up satisfied that I had given as well as I got. As I got to my feet things changed from sensual to forceful as Andy reached forward grabbing my ass, pulling me to him and thrusting his cock against mine. I quickly did the same forcing myself on him. I had forgotten how strong he could be. We both staggered on the spot, dangerously close to the inflatable side of the mud pit grunting and groaning and humping the others cock with our own. "I'm going to use every possible body part to cum on you" I told him between the grunting. "Your ass is going to be mine!" he informed me in typical trash talk style. On the word "mine" he pushed hard against me surprising me. The force of it caused me to stumble slightly but the pit was closer than i had anticipated. My foot caught the inflatable side in an attempt to correct my balance. Instead i fell, pulling Andy with me and we tumbled over the edge into the soft grey muck Our bodies separated in the fall and we hit the mud with a slight splat spraying globs of clay in most directions. After sliding and sinking slightly into the soft bottom we immediately got to our knees and bear hugged as if nothing had happened. Our cocks seemed to have a life of their own as they squirmed and slid together with a good coating of clay. This match was a little more intense and slightly rougher and I loved it. There seemed more purpose as we rolled around in the soft slippery body lubricant. We were hot, hard, horny, smothered in mud and wrestling each other in an attempt to force fuck each other anyway we saw fit, and we were going for it. We rolled around almost frantically, locked together, neither one of us wanting to be the first to be forced into whatever sex act the other had in mind. I attempted to make the first move releasing my arms from around Andy's body. I managed to get on his back as he lay face down but I slipped off and rolled on to my front after he raised up on his hands and knees. Within a second he was straddling my back and I was pinned under his weight as he slid up my back and sat almost across my shoulders. I felt his cock on the back of my neck just before his hand forced my face down into the clay. I felt my face engulfed by the soft grey mud and rose up almost immediately spitting clay and virtually blinded. Then I was attacked from behind again. This time Andy was slapping the back of my head with his cock. As I spat clay and my arms flailed in front of me he dumped handfuls of clay on my head and rubbed his cock in my thick slop matted hair My legs kick and thrashed trying to break his balance and send him sliding off me but i was well pinned. My face was suddenly thrust into the clay again. As my head lifted I felt the relief of his body sliding back down the length of mine. As I gasped and spat clay again and before i could move my ankles were gripped. My legs were forced together by his and his feet pushed down on my ass. His cock quickly broke through between the soles of my feet and my lower legs were being pumped against their will. My feet forced into pleasuring his dick. His feet slid around on my ass cheeks trying to anchor me in position as I tried to push myself up and away. I felt paralyzed from the waist as I struggled. My arms slipped and I fell back down into the mud. Whether on purpose or by accident (I have my suspicions) his foot slid into my ass crack. His foot proceeded to slide easily up and down, pushing against my hole and teasing it. It seemed relentless. I was being abused and teased at the same time. I can't say I wasn't enjoying it and in any other situation I would have taken it all day but it wasn't why I was here. He had started strongly and I was being toyed with. I managed to wipe my eyes just before something pressed hard against my asshole. His big toe was pushing and probing at my hole. With the slippery clay it wouldn't take much to push through into my ass. I clawed at the clay to pull myself away but the grip around my ankles tightened. It couldn't happen this soon in the match surely. I scrambled and struggled grunting loudly as my body fought the possible invasion. It happened so quickly. His toe breached my anus and my throat let out an involuntary yelp. My hands clenched into fists as i had no choice but to take it. He began pumping my ass. I could do nothing but flounder and writhe in the mud as he performed this strange sex act on me. I knew he had a foot fetish but I hadn't considered this. I felt so horny in that position and situation but I needed to act. For all I knew he could've shot his load all over my feet there and then. His toe slipped out of my ass and I had to get out of his hold. I twisted my body round and pulled my legs away. His cock slid out from between my feet and he let go of my ankles. I slid away to a corner to gather myself and wipe more clay from my eyes and nose. Andy was smiling at me from across the pit. "That's just a taster. My cock will be next." he boasted. "We'll see." was all I could offer at that point. A couple of deep breaths later and we met in the center of the pit, again locking into an ass squeezing bear hug. This time I slid my fingers into his crack and rubbed his anus. He pulled away and I fell on top of him quickly straddling his stomach and sliding up his chest. I grabbed his wrists and held has arms down while leaning forward. At this point I lowered my hips and thrust my cock in his face. I made sure his face got a good covering of clay before I pinned his arm under my right leg to give me a free hand. I made sure I didn't hold back. I slapped his face with my cock splattering clay in all directions. I pushed my cock against his lips but he wouldn't take it. Instead, turning his head to the side and spitting clay. His face returned to my cock spitting at it as i rubbed and teased his face with it again. He heaved and tried to muscle his way out but i held him down. "Take my cock you bastard." I demanded. "No fucking...." his sentence ended abruptly as my cock found its target. It sank into his mouth. He tried to shake his head and his muffled protests were almost drowned out by squelching clay. I removed my cock and he spat clay and gasped for air before i forced it back in. He had no choice but to suck on my throbbing manhood. I pulled his head on to me, moving his mouth deeper and with more rhythm. "Yeah suck it bitch!" I taunted while I started to move my hips back and forth fucking his mouth. Again my cock slipped from his mouth and he gasped for air. His body heaved as he tried to remove me from my position of power but I wasn't finished seeking revenge for the anal toe job id received minutes before. I forced my cock back into his mouth to gorgeous squelching sucking sounds and started abusing his mouth again. I was enjoying the feeling of power before it went wrong. His arm slid between my legs from under my pin and his fingers were quickly sliding around my ass crack teasing my hole. Almost without warning his finger slid into me. I lost my advantage and slipped off both his body and his finger back into the mud. Once again we were back to the bear hug, neither releasing our grip on the other as we rolled around the pit. Eventually the clay got the better of both of us and we slid apart briefly. However it was enough for me to climb in top of his back as he lay face down. In my speed to straddle him I had mounted him facing his ass and legs. Within seconds I managed to slip my hand into his clay smothered butt. He bucked and struggled while I teased his hole with my slippery fingertip. His struggling and writhing excited me. His legs kicked and slid about in the clay in front of me. With a gentle push my finger slid into his clay lubricated hole. For a moment his legs stopped, rigid. His body stopped fighting. I eased my finger in and out of his tight hole and the movement started again. He thrashed about beneath me grunting and groaning. "No!" he gasped but with every objection my finger fucked him slightly deeper. His legs parted and his knees bent in an attempt to throw me off by lifting himself but I stayed firm on his lower back. My finger had slipped from his ass from all the movement but I saw an opportunity and grabbed his ankles that were up in front of me. I pulled his legs back, pulling his feet to my cock. I slid forward slightly but had to yield my pin to slide my cock between his soles. I forced his feet to wank my cock but it was short-lived. His movement sent me flying forward towards one of the drooping corners. I rolled over lying on my back as Andy slithered on top of me. My arms were pushed aside and pinned under his knees. A fair amount of clay had gathered in that corner and it was already up to my ears when my head lay back. The weight of both our bodies in the corner was pushing down on the inflatable underneath and clay was oozing into and pooling in the corner. The situation wasn't helped by Andy scooping clay in to the corner effectively covering my ears and rising up to my face. His cock was quickly rubbed around my face. I tried to move my head but I held by a combination of clay and the pit corner. It went dark as Andy leant forward and I could feel the end of his cock pushing against my lips. He pushed it again trying to force it in. This time I had to submit to his shaft. It slid between my lips and filled my mouth. He pulled out and I spat the clay I had taken from his cock but it barely left my mouth and landed on my chin before his cock was pushed in again. My mouth was filled again and again as he fucked it hard, churning up the clay that threatened to engulf my face. I had to raise my head, almost gagging on his large meat. In another match I would have been sucking him hard waiting for his cum to fill my mouth but today I didn't want to encourage his climax. After what seemed like forever he pulled out of my mouth and i saw an opportunity to lift up and push him off balance. He fell to the side and we both took a moment to compose ourselves before we continued. We knelt in opposing corners, stroking our hard cocks teasing each other. I was ready to go for the win. My cock was ready and wanted to share its load. Once again we slid across the pit towards each other and tussled until we were both rolling around the pit in a slippery mass of arms and legs. Hands and fingers were everywhere. From slapping my cock to pulling his finger from my ass I was in danger of being overrun but I was giving as good as I got. Then I saw my chance. I rolled him onto his front and quickly slipped on to his back. My cock took its place between his legs. I leant hard on his back to prevent him moving as my own legs separated his. He began to heave and grunt especially when my hand guided the tip of my cock between his ass cheeks. I was almost there. The end my shaft pushed against his hole and started to enter him but with a huge buck I was thrown forward sliding over his head and landing face down in clay. I barely had chance to realize what had happened when i felt his weight on my back. I was pushed down heavily in the clay, my arms flailing in front of me struggling for grip. Then I felt his cock roughly pressed against my ass. It seemed to guide itself and pressed hard against my hole. "No!" It wouldn't take much to slide it into me. "No, no!" I struggled and writhed under his weight. My face almost held in the clay. His cock pushed through and slid into me with ease. I gasped and clenched as he quickly started to move in and out. I grunted with every push. I was being fucked in mud. It certainly brought conflicting thoughts. I wanted to win but it felt so fucking good. My thoughts were interrupted by my face being pushed into the clay. My head was released to hear Andy taunting me. "Told you id fuck you, my little mud slut." "Fuck you" I replied spitting clay. My face was immediately pushed down into the clay again as his cock continued to pump my ass relentlessly. How was I going to get out of this one? Did I want to get out? At any moment I expected him to orgasm and claim victory. His cock continued to invade my ass turning me on beyond anything id experienced. I was weakening badly and fighting thoughts of giving in and letting him have his win. His cock vacated my hole and I had a brief moment of relief. My body was pulled over so i was laying with my back on his front. I was almost too dazed and weak to stop him reaching down and sliding his cock into me again. . I felt like a bug lying on its back unable to move or right itself. He held me tight across the chest and continued to assault my ass. My legs were well spread and my arms felt useless. Was I now just a humiliated fuck toy? Part of me wished our audience was here, that would've been hot. Part of me was glad they weren't. His hand snaked round me and his fingers wrapped around my cock, stroking it and teasing me with a gentle wank. His other hand was sliding up and down my body, holding my throat, smearing clay over my face, sliding his fingers into my mouth while his cock claimed my ass. Would this now be the finishing move? How much more could he give before filling my ass with his load? I was close to giving in. I wanted to cum. I wanted him to cum and put an end to this amazing sexual torture. The concentration was lost and I found myself slipping off his body and my impalement back into the mud. His disappointment was as obvious as mine and half-heartedly rolled to get up. It took everything to slide on top of his back. His resistance was weak and took effort. As quickly as I could I guided my cock to its target and pushed. My cock slipped into his ass into his ass without much effort and I enjoyed the faint clay muffled objections. I thrust and fucked him. His tight ass teasing cum from my cock much like his hand had last time wrestled. It felt good and it wouldn't be long until it was my victory. "Oh yeah!" I teased. "I'm going to cum in your ass!" I taunted as I fucked him faster. "No please!" he whimpered but my hand was quick to push his face down into the clay. He came up and gasped air shaking his head. I fucked him faster, my orgasm imminent. His body found strength and started to struggle beneath me. I wanted him to struggle but I kept him impaled on my cock. Could he feel how close I was? "Please no!" he pleaded but that was it. My cock unleashed its load into his ass as i shoved his face down into the mud again. I could barely hear his clay muffled disapproval as it felt like the tip of my cock had exploded. My orgasm ripped through and tensed every inch of me. When I was happy I had unloaded enough into his ass I pulled out and slumped to the side laying spent in the mud. Andy lay motionless in the clay, beaten and fucked. One word was uttered from his mucky face. "Bastard!" I smiled. There would be no forfeit in this match but after a rest I compensated Andy by giving him a muddy wank after I noticed his cock refused to go down. It was the least I could do. I sucked his cock in the mud thinking what would be next. What mess? How many people? I was sucking quicker and harder the more bizarre things I thought of. He came quickly, shooting his load over my face. He was very grateful.