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This is the second in a series of these "Mud" encounters I am going to be writing. Garn is going to be luring, escorting or just bumping into people out here by his hunting lodge and having a wickedly fun time in the mud together. Enjoy.

Julius © Ashton

Garn & Story © Russet

Sitting back in the passenger seat of the heavy truck Julius peered out the window to watch the forest rolling by. The black furred moogle was dressed in a comfortable pair of canvas shorts, t-shirt and jacket. He hadn't bothered with any shoes at Garn's insistence, leaving his black feet bare, he wriggled his toes into the mat on the floor and snuggled back into his chair. Brushing his blue pom-pom out of his eyes he turned his head to glance at his companion. Garn was driving the heavy truck along the forest road, eyes searching for something as he crawled along. He had promised to take Juli someplace fun but so far all he had seen was forest and deepening shadows as the sun set.

Dressed in a knee length kilt of brown cotton and a lace up shirt the otter looked rather tribal, definetley out of place behind the wheel of a truck like this. Garn smirked at Juli as he caught him looking and winked, "You'll love this mog boy." He revved the engine, span the wheel and the truck turned off of the main road and onto a hard packed forest track."

"Where are we going anyway kupo?" The mog asked leaning forward to peer out of the windscreen. "There is nothing out here?"

The otter just smiled and slowed down further, after half a mile the wheels hit a patch of thick muddy clay and he pushed forward at a reasonable speed. Mud was splattering up on either side of the truck as the trees pulled back and he drove out into a large clearing. The ground was completely churned up, waves of brown mud that looked like a mixture between clay and liquid. A crust on the surface hiding the gooey mixture beneath, lying in wait for an unwary foot to crack through the crust and pull them down to their waist in clinging, slimy mud. Julius was blushing as he stared out at this field of muck, he had a suspicion the otter had brought him here for a very specific reason. The stream was very shallow, he could see that from here and beneath the surface was a layer of slick greyish brown mud, the far bank was mostly mud except for a series of clear stones that led up to a cabin perched on top of the bank. It was a very rustic sort of place, shingle roof, tree-trunk walls, a couple of windows and a flint chimney. It looked like hunting lodge of some kind but getting too it across the fields of thick mud would be somewhat difficult.

Pulling the truck to a stop Garn shut the engine down but left the lights on and turned to smile at Julius. "What do you think Juli?"

"It's a very nice cabin.... Aren't you going to drive closer?" He had a nervous twinge to his voice as he asked that question, fearing he knew the answer and part of him really wanted to hear his suspicions confirmed.

"Nah this is where the fun starts," He leans over and grins at the mog, "Open your door, step out.... Feel the mud between your toes, the way it clings to your fur as you sink into it."

Blushing at the otters teasing tone Juli started to tug his t-shirt off but stopped as his friend stopped him. "No... leave your clothes on, trust me... it is much better if you are dressed to start with."

Squirming in his seat Juli reached for the handle and paused before opening, turning his head to glance back at the otter. Garn nodded, leaning over to kiss his cheek and give him a playful shove. "Get out there mog, I know you want it."

Nodding the black moogle pushed open the door and gently slid out of the car. His feet touched the brown muck and for a moment it felt like the crust would support him but only for a moment. With a crunch the surface gave way and his feet sunk through the surface. Thick gooey muck clung to his legs right up to his knees, cold, slimy, thick and making him groan in delight. Glancing back he saw the otter watching him and blushed as he made a shooing motion for him to continue. Struggling to lift one foot out of the sticky muck Juli pushed forwards, slogging his way along the truck, running his paws along the mud encrusted chassis until he left the truck behind. It was a chore to pull his legs out of the mire, each step was a struggle and he groaned softly at the way he was sinking deeper with each step. By the time he was two metres ahead of the truck the mud was up to his waist.

"It feels so good!" Juli called back, twisting his body with some difficulty so he could look back at Garn. He was a bit disappointed his friend hadn't gotten out yet but he grinned and waved anyway. "Come out and join me Garn... please this feels... so good!" He wriggled, lifting one mud smeared leg and letting it drop back down sliding through the sucking morass. Stepping back toward the truck the mog froze and squeaked, reaching down to grab at his shorts as the thick liquid pulled them off his hips. He was coated in slimy brown muck and the heavy weight of the fabric and the sucking nature of the muck pulled them down his legs. He almost went over trying to pull them back up but in the end was forced to let them sink; it was too hard to walk with them dragging at his feet.

"Ready to get buried," Garn called out from behind and Juli stopped struggling back toward the otter to frown.

"What do you mean, get out here already!"

"Soon," Was the reply as the otter did something to the dashboard? A bang from the back of the truck, a hiss of air followed by the roar of the engine as Garn started the truck back up. All of it happened too quickly for Julius to comprehend. Was Garn about to drive off and leave him? His confusion ended as he watched the four wheels of the truck start to inflate, growing larger, rounder the treads spreading as compressed air rushed into them giving the old battered truck something of a odd look as the body rode up to ride atop the huge tires.

Opening and closing his mouth a few times Juli shook his head and cupped his paws around his mouth. "Garn what are you doing you nut bar! I thought we were playing in the mud!"

The only answer he got was a loud revving of the engine and a shock as the truck started to move across the mud. The wheels span, sheets of liquid mud sprayed backwards then the extra large treads caught and started to pull the truck forward toward the flabbergasted moogle. Screaming for Garn to stop Juli turned and started struggling through the mire, each step was a chore, he had to drag his leg out of the mud and lunge forward with it. His foot would break the surface, his leg slide down through the clinging, sticky muck and he'd have to wait until he was up to his thigh and on sort of semi-solid muck to drag his other leg free.

All the time the truck was gaining, those inflated wheels coated in a layer of brown slime. Whimpering Juli looked back and watched them looming up above him, he dragged his legs level and sank up to his waist again. There was no way he could get out of the way in time, Garn was going to run him over and flatten him into the mud! Panic was setting in and his pom-pom was shining with a brilliant red light warning him of danger. Then it went dark as the truck suddenly stopped, Juli sagged in relief as the engine idled and it didn't get any closer to him.

"Garn you bastard, you scared the..." He squeaked as the wheels suddenly span in the other direction splattering mud all over him. Coughing at a mouthful of thick sludge Juli covered his ears and squirmed back and forth as it splattered across his chest and neck. It felt good and the moogle couldn't help but moan in delight as he felt the gooey liquid sliding through his black fur. He had to admit he loved the mud, he was horny for more, it'd be a lot better of Garn would stop being a tease with the damn truck and get out here with him. As the mud washed over his form one hand slid down to grip his cock, squeezing near the base he started to masturbate, sliding his paw up and down, using the slick muck to stimulate his shaft. It felt so very good and as the engine quietened again the spray of mud faded and Juli reluctantly left his cock alone to paw at his eyes to clear them. Blinking his eyes clear he squeaked as he felt his pom-pom pulse in alarm. He had a moment to see a wall of mud coated rubber bearing down on him before he was swamped under by the encroaching tire. The force toppled him backwards and he whimpered expecting this to be the end. It wasn't however the end, the large tires where solid but wide enough that the weight of the car was distributed and he was just squashed down into the muck. Head back Juli squealed in delight as the heavy layer of mud coating the rubber pressed him down into the soft ground underneath.

The wheels ground him down, buried his legs under the mud and started to roll up over his cock squishing it teasingly against his stomach. Mud was being displaced in both directions as the truck crept forward leaving a deep groove with Juli packed into the bottom. Moving his hips he squirmed as best he could; humping against the unmoving mass of mud and crying out as his head was smushed into the thick goo coating the tyres. Everything went dark as he squeezed his eyes closed, the thick slimy muck oozed over his head as he was pushed deeper beneath. Then the pressure was gone and with difficulty he managed to blink his eyes clear. Rocking from side to side Juli attempted to dislodge himself from his prison in the mud only to freeze as he felt the pressure start on his feet again! Closing his eyes he whimpered and moaned out loud as the back wheel of the truck started to squash him down further! Mud was everywhere, in his ears, ground into his fur, sliding across his form. A wave of thick muck slid forward across his body advancing before the wheel. It slopped over his head and then the rubber hit and he was buried. Juli wriggled and moaned as the tread shoved him deeper. The muck underneath was giving, spreading out to either side, sucking on his body pulling him deeper, dragging him beneath. It was so thick he couldn't move; just lie there as the slimy mess pressed to his body. Whimpering the black moogle felt the pressure push his head down, all he could taste was muck and then the tyre ground down atop his pom-pom and his entire body jerked in the mud and he screamed in delight. His cock was twitching hard, thick jets of moogle cum mixing with the liquified slurry of clay and earth. It felt so good the pressure was intense and each twitch of his dick saw another jet of his seed spraying into the mess.

Then it was over, the truck had driven right over his body and now Juli was trapped beneath the mud. It was heavy, stuck to his fur and he couldn't even wriggle properly to try and escape. Some prodding with his nose got his muzzle free so he could breath, otherwise though he was stuck fast. He found he could move his hips somewhat the mud mixed with his intense load of cum was gooier and he started to rock up and down trying to work himself free.

He felt the vibrations of the truck door slamming more then heard it. The liquid earth he was encased however kept him from hearing anything, he did feel it however when a mud caked foot-paw pressed down atop his muzzle and shoved him back under! Squirming in a panic Juli tried to push his head back above the surface. He calmed a bit as he felt Garn straddle his body, powerful swimmers thighs clenching his slippery body. Juli's momnetary illusion that Garn was about to help pull him out was spoilt when the otter twisted him around. Sliding back and forth in his grip like an eel Juli tried to wriggle away but the heavy mud still held him down. He had a moment to gasp another lungfull of air before the otter was sprawled on his back. With one paw he shoved Juli's muzzle back beneath the muck and the other caught his wriggling arms and buried them back beneath the sludge.

Juli's squirms of alarm turned into a bucking thrust of pleasure as the otter slid his cock into his arse. The thick layer of slimy, slippery mud just made the lutra's entry into his arse all the easier and it felt good. A firm grip in his tangled locks pulled his muzzle free with a thick, wet squelch. Gasping for breath Juli found the way his head was being pulled back sunk his chest deeper and allowed the otter to plough into his arse with greater ease. That entire length of the otter's dick was sliding in and out of his rear now, a wet squelch and an ooze of muck accompanying each powerful thrust in.

The otter settled into a steady rhythm, hips sliding back and forth, driving himself in and out of that delightful rump. Emitting a soft moan of pleasure Garn let go of Juli's head and slid his arms under his body and squeezed his slipper chest to his own. Rocking his hips back and forth Garn shuddered as Juli clenched down around his cock causing the otter to moan loudly. Burying his head agianst the slick moogle's muddy neck he started to gyrate his hips, thrusting wildly now as he felt the pressure mounting inside his balls.

Holding back his orgasm however the otter continued to fuck Juli into the mud, the both of them were pretty coated and buried by now. Slurping, squelching, squishing noises, accompanied by the odd groan of pleasure and muddy gurgle of delight broke the silence as their slippery forms rolled against one another in the mud. Eventually however it became too much for the otter, sliding his cock out all the way he held himself still. For a moment Juli clenched his arse about the tip of the muddy otter's dick then relaxed and the lutra slid home and barked in exstasy as he spilt his load into the mog. Holding himself deep inside that tight passage Garn unloaded what he had to offer, cock twitching, pulsing with need as he shot jet after thick sticky jet into Juli. The moogle clenched down with his own arse, encouraging Garn to keep at it, milking him more of the wonderful rush that accompanied the warmth spilling into his behind.

Slowly his cock tapered off, the flow of cum into Julius came to an end and the otter snuggled down against the mog, sliding back and forth teasingly. No words were spoken, not yet anyway, the two just squeezed against each other and basked in the warm after glow. Julius had spilt another load himself, all he wanted to do was lie still and enjoy the warmth. Garn seemed obliged to fullfill his wishes for now and the two just slipped and slid against one another in the thick, slimy morass that they had made of this patch of ground. They were at the bottom of the deep groove gouged out by the tyres, climbing out was going to be a chore in and of itself but for now they were content to just lie together and bask in the muddy mess they had made of each other.

Lifting himself up Garn started to draw his cock back out of Juli's rear but froze as he heard a squelching rumbling. Looking up he squeaked in alarm as the truck's huge over sized wheels rolled back toward them both. Squirming he tried to get up or move out of the way before those mud caked treads hit. In his hurry to squish Juli down he must have forgotten the hand break! Sadly the mud was too thick and Juli's back too slippery for him to move in time. Looking up to see what the noise was Julius had seconds to yelp before the heavy tread of the truck hit their heads and ground them both down into the mud. Garn's head shoved down atop his and the mud flooded in atop them from all directions as they were ground beneath the rolling vehicle's hugely inflated wheels.

The truck didn't stop with just their head's and chest, it rolled heavily across their rumps, driving Garn's dick all the way back into the moogle. This caused them both to moan and the weight drove them beneath the surface, sticking them together much like Juli had been earlier when Garn drove over him on purpose. Squirming from side to side all the otter could do was whimper as Juli's arse clenched about his dick and the front wheel of his truck smooshed them deeper. The wayward Vehicle rolled to a stop, the weight of the front wheel pushing down atop them both. It had been buried them both beneath the thick, claggy morass of muck. Squirming at the situation Juli found he had just enough give push his head up out of the mire, spitting mud from his mouth he felt Garn's head atop his and called out.

"So what now genius?"

Murmurring at the weight and the way Juli was squirming beneath him he started to rock his hips down against Juli's slick arse.

"Only thing we can do," he murmured and started to rut Julius' arse again, rocking back and forth eagerly. Slurping, sucking, squelching noises kept track with their movements as the two rutted in the muck. After all there wasn't much else to do but enjoy themselves.

~fin