Dream night at the rodeo

Rodeos have always been Jerimys favorite way to pass a weekend. Today was no different, except now Jerimy was feeling that maybe he was going to regret his actions of the day. It started earlier when Jerimy first noticed Craig. Craig fancied himself the worlds best bull rider and bronc buster that ever walked the face of the earth. And with his size no one was going to tell him different. Craig stood 6'4" tall and weighed in at 220#. His stride showed the world he owned it and was not willing to give it up easily. (you know the saying walk the walk and talk the talk). This was Craig.
Jerimy watch his events and found that he was paying more attention to Craigs boots than the event. Fantisy set in and he found himself dreaming of what it would be like to be under those beautiful pair of Wellingtons, Especially with the massive sole that was obviously an ofter thought at a private boot repair. Jeirmy dismissed the idea and decided to probe the holding pens that held the bulls and horses. Wandering around not paying much attention to anything except the animals Jerimy ran into Craig. Craig
Looked down at Jerimy and said "slow down bud, you almost ended up as a sidewalk". Without thinking Jerimy replied
"I think I could have taken it", Jumping at his own hasty response he was ready to be decked. Craig just laughed and said maybe maybe not, and turned the conversation to the horse that Jerimy had been eying. He ased Jerimy if he was one of the competition. Jerimy said no just a fan. Craig picked up a leaf of hay and tossed it into the pen. As he did he stepped down on Jerimys foot. Jerimy just said see I could handle being a side walk, hoping to make up for the abrupt reply earlier. Think so asked Craig, well how about we try it and see. Sure Jerimy said when and where.
Craig told Jerimy where his truck and trailer were located and that he could meet him there in about an hour. That would give everyone time enough to be gone except them.

Jerimy wandered the grounds for about 45 min. hoping that he could convince himself that what he had just done was a dream and he could wake up from it. Finally he decided to go to Craigs trailer and see what would happen. As Jerimy rounded the end of the trailer he saw Craig setting in a lounge chair with his boots proped up on an ice chest. This gave Jerimy a chance to see Craigs boot soles clearly. They were a deep lugged sole with what appeared to be rubber style cleats jutting out everywhere.
Craig just looked at Jerimy and said that he thought he might wimp out on him. Jerimy assured him that this was going to be a piece of cake. "Fine" Craig said with a smile and pointed to the rubber mat that lay on the ground under the steps into the front of his trailer. Lay there so the rocks wont jab you in the back. Jerimy started to lay down when Craig told him to remove his shirt. I like to see my prints when I walk In something soft. Jerimy
took off his shirt and laid down on the mat. Craig stood up and walked over to him. Jerimy found himself excited and equaly intimidated as Craigs shadow fell across him.
Craig raised his boot and placed it in his chest and stood up, not slowly, making sure that his weigh was on just his one foot. He stood there for about 5 seconds then stepped up in to the trailer. Jerimy was still in shock from the air that was crushed out of him. Before he relised what was happening Craig dropped down out of the trailer onto his stomach, His narrow riding heel driving it way into his guts. Jerimy could feel them trying to escape the terible pressure being placed upon them.

Jerimy felt Craig twist on the heel of his boot and start walking up his body. His chest started giving under Craigs weigh and boots. Craig could feel the imitation cleats digging into his skin as well as the lugs. Breathing was something Jerimy could not do with Craid staniding on his chest. Craig just kept up with the tiny steps up Jerimys body, till he was at his neck Jerimy had his eyes closed trying not to black out when Craig raised his boot up to Jerimys face and stepped up on it. Jerimy could hear his teath making cracking sounds as the boot heel settled in to this lips, finally stepping off Craig truned and re-mounded Jerimys face before Jerimy could protest. Jerimy found his nose under the wide sold of the boot and it seemed like and eternity  before Craig was standing full weigh on it.As Craig stepped off Jerimys face Jerimy could feel his nose Giving way, and his eyes filled with  tears, and stars started floating around, Craig started twisting his boot with each step, trying to tear Jerimys skin. or so Jerimy thought. Craing placed his narrow boot heel in Jerimys sternum and shifted his weigh down fast. Jerimy thought that he was going to die. The pressure forced his air out and then the pain set in. Craig twisted and stepped back up into the trailer. Jerimy thought that everything was over and started to get up when Craig jumped from the top step down onto Jerimys prone body. He landed with both boots crushing every thing in Jerimys stomach. Jerimy  let out a moan and Craig stood there. Jerimy felt as his stomach were beginning to start fire. Craig started jumping around. From Jerimys stomach to his chest to his stomach to his chest. Craig, not meaning to accidently landed his boot right in Jerimys crotch catching every tender Item in it under his full crushing weigh. But Craig didnt stop untill Jerimy was turning blue. finally Craing stepped off and went back to his chair. This was where Jerimy was starting to regret the days events. Jerimy laid on the ground for 5 min, Finally Craid looked over and asked him how his side walk was.
Jerimy found himself thinking just how much he enjoyed his day as a sidewalk and answered back. Anytime you want a side walk. Give me a yell. Like I said before, "I can take IT"