and Scott wanted to go fishing. Their favorite spot was on a bank of a river lined
with rocks that gently sloped up to the walls of the canyon. Greg liked to fish standing out in the water, Fly fishing he called it, and he was right. The only thing he could catch was flys. Scott liked fishing in leasure, from the bank. Skip
usually just tanned himself and never brought a pole. After about 3 hours of fishing, and catching nothing, Greg and Scott joined Skip on the rocks. All three
were daredevils, and could cook up anything at the drop of a hat. Scott especially had a vivid immagination. Today was no different, wanting a soda he
stood up and stepped over Skip to the cooler. Looking down at Skip with his
eyes covered he picked up his hiking boot and caught Skip in the stomach placing only the heel in the middle, Startled Skip jumped but could not move as
Scott had him pinned to the rock with his weigh.
even seem to mind. So he decided that he wanted a soda. Stepping over Skip
he made sure to place his huge rubber wading boot down on Skip with a sharp
stomp catching him in the mid-section. Standing there for a while Greg started
moving his feet around on Skips chest and stomach. Greg loved the squishing sound that his wet boots made on Skips skin. Noticing that Skip was paying no
more attention to it than a fly walking on him he motioned for Scott. They both
stepped up on Skip and started trampling him, making sure that every inch of his
body was being stepped on or stomped on.
waters edge and then trampled around in the sand. Walking up to Skip he placed
his boots beside Skipps head then raised the large treaded soles, loaded with sand
above Skipps head, bringing it down on his face and standing up the sand under his soles and weight were a great sound. Greg made sure to give Skip a good face workover. Moving down to his body they both crushed, trampled and
walked on anything that could be stepped on. Skip found this to be the best
feeling that he had ever felt. Being serviced by two wonderful mens feet and weight. Skip knew that he was going to milk this for all the time he could get.
his turn. But that they were going to do something different. Scott laid down under a rock about 3 foot high. Greg knew what Scott wanted and climed up on the rock. Asking Scott if he was ready he jumped down landing on Scott with
both feet , right in Scotts mid section. The rubber boots made a squishing sound
as they hit his body. Next Skip climed up on the rock, Scott had forgotten that
Skip was wearing hiking boots with non-slip studds, Skip looked for his mark
then jumped up higher that the rock and came down in Scotts mid section.This
one made Scott flinch as the studs dug in to his skin and ribbs. Cool Scott replied. But Skip had very little time to recoup as Greg was already on his way down, landing in Scotts chest. Scott took this punishment for about 20 minuites then said that he could take no more . He had had enough. Next
was Greg. Greg could take anything, and wanted to,Greg liked the feel of sand
digging into his skin under the hard soles of their boots and weight. So he chose an area close to the waters edge where he knew that the river sand would attach itself to their boot soles. Knowing Gregs likes Skip and Scott
walked around in the wet sand before stepping onto Greg.
Scott made sure to twist his feet with every step. The face Greg pleaded with
Scott so Scott made a pass in the wet sand and walked up to Gregs face planting
his huge boots on each side of Gregs head. Raising his boot one at a time he
placed it on Gregs face. This time Scott didn't grind it into his skin but made sure
to trample Gregs face as Greg had pleaded. Next Skip stepped onto Greg the sound of the sand under his boots and studs was almost more that Skip could stand. Skip trampled Greg unmercifully, hard, and deliberatly. With the studs in
his boots Greg knew that he could never have him stand on his face but every
place else on his body were fair game. Skip took great advantage of this. When
Skip stepped of Greg looked like he had been stung by 1000 bees. Red welts
were appearing every and scratched caused by the sand being ground into his
skin were appearing. Skip liked the look of the scratches and decided that he
wanted to try them. He laid down and told the two to use his body any way
that they wanted. Just leave marks! This was no problem for Scott and Greg
they did as they were asked. Stepping, twisting, and grinding the sand into
Skipps skin. they worked Skip over with the precision of professionals.
Finally the three decided that it was time to clean up. shedding their clothes
the jumped into the water. And as you guessed it many water games were
just about to begin....