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Opening the curtains Dalis blinked and raised a hand to shield his eyes from the early morning sun streaming across his face. The bright sparkle was made worse thanks to the glittering blue expanse of the river half a mile away and the reflective sheen of the mud flats that stretched from the border of the cabin to the river.

"Ugh," Florin grumbled from the bed, the purple haired giraffe peering blearily at his twin, "Close the curtains and come back to bed, it's way too early to be up."

Pulling the curtains all the way open Dalis turned and walked over to the bed, hooves clacking against the hardwood floorboards, "It's nearly ten, get up lazy," gripping the covers he pulled them off his twin, revealing his dark brown legs, yellow torso and the ridges along the length of his spine, "I want to go explore the mud flats, Garn said we have to explore if staying here."

Sighing Florin sat up and stretched, "Ok, OK, rrrf I'm up let's get breakfast and go for a walk, we have a few hours until Marcos is due to get here," yawning softly Florin clopped out to the communal kitchen and living space. Breakfast was simple but full of grains and milk and within the hour two giraffes were outside, dressed in swimming trunks and nothing else as they moved away from the cabin.

At first they followed the stepping stones; hardy sandstone blocks that wound down the muddy riverbank to the dock. Just before the dock however Dalis stepped off the path and sank up to his thighs in the mud. His hooves cut straight through the thick grey muck, carrying his muscular shins and thighs down into the tight, oozing embrace of the mud. The giraffe wriggled from side to side for a moment, squelching through the muck and working his way forwards a few inches as slimy, slick clay clung to his legs and splattered over his shorts and tail.

"Man this stuff is so thick, come on Florin, join me," holding out a hand for his brother he grinned as the purple haired giraffe hesitated for a moment, "Come on, it'll be a lot of fun, I've wanted to try this out for years."

Blushing shyly Florin stepped off the path, for a moment his hooves splayed against the muck, the surface held his weight. Then the lack of surface area caught up with him and like his brother Florin found himself sinking with a sudden slurp and splatter of mud up to his thighs. The muck slurped up under his shorts and as he wriggled his hips and staggered over to join his brother mud squished up the inside of his shorts and oozed under his balls and over his sheath.

"Ooooh," Florin gasped, grabbing Dalis' shoulder for support at the smooth, slick feeling, "That's unexpectedly nice.

Kissing the giraffe Dalis pulled his brother after him as he sat down abruptly, his rump, tail and stomach vanished beneath the slick, creamy surface as he forced Florin to kneel down on either side of his brother, sinking deeper into the thick grey slime. The mud was so thick, he could feel it layering up over his legs, oozing through his fur and clinging relentlessly to his hooves. Leaning forward into the kiss, thick giraffe tongue tangling with his twin brother's Florin closed his fingers around Dalis' shoulders and pushed him backwards into the mud. The other giraffe struggled lightly, trying to regain the upper hand but Florin was in charge now, he knew just how to make his brother surrender. Grinding his thickening sheath against Dalis' bulging groin he squished his twin's shoulders under the muck, gooey, thick mud oozing around his hoof capped fingers. Breaking the kiss Florin smirked, looking into his bro's eyes, admiring his orange hair, his white furred muzzle before mercilessly pushing him under.

The mud gave way with a wet icky glorp and Dalis was gone, what surfaced was giraffe shaped sure, he had ossicones and a thickening shaft pressed eagerly against his own but all identity had been masked by the mud.

"There, that's better," Florin cooed eagerly, shifting and grinding his hips, "You're looking pretty good now."

Dalis smirked, slid his muddy arms up along Florin's, slippery hoofs smearing mud over his brother's fur. Fingers closed over strong shoulders and the giraffe bucked and twisted, pulling Florin off balance and squishing him under the mud. He vanished with a sticky gloop and what surfaced was as a smooth, sleek, mud coated shape just like Dalis. Laughing the giraffe threw a handful of muck at Dalis but the grey coated shape was scrambling away, pulling himself through the mud along the riverbank. Florin gave chase, the mud oozing down his back, dripping from the ridges along his spine felt delightful. His lower body had to strain and squish through the hard pack goop, his rock hard dick pushing forward beneath the surface as he gave chase.

His twin wasn't easy to catch however, the mud was thick, cloying and resisted his movements. His hooves were also ill equipped for moving through mud, they cut through the damp wet muck, only offering support after they mud compacted into a semi solid layer deep below the surface. Even then pushing off was hard and Florin was left wading along buried up to his chest, squirming and wriggling forwards, every foot of distance he covered hard won. Not that Dalis was having it any easier, he was sunk even deeper then Florin, literally clawing his way forwards, half swimming through the mud as he strove to stay ahead.

Panting heavily Florin had almost caught up when a voice hailed them from the river, "Oy you two, I thought you were going to meet me at the docks."

Glancing over Florin saw a small, single person kayak paddling toward the shore, the blue and white goat sat in the boat deftly used his paddle to turn and coast along the river. He expertly rode the gentle waves of the river, grounding the prow of his kayak into the thick mud of the bank. Dalis slid over and grabbed the boat and pulled it higher up the bank until it was out of the water entirely.

"You're early," the formerly orange haired, now mud coated giraffe called out to the goat, "We weren't expecting you for another few hours at least."

Undoing the straps that held his splash cover in place Marcos grinned at the giraffe, "I set off early, the tide was changing so it was easier to paddle down river that way," he waved a paw at Florin as he reached them and stretched, rolling his shoulders back making his wet suit creak and shift.

"Well I'm glad you arrived early," Florin declared, reaching out to tug on one of Dalis' ossicones, "Someone was up early and impatient to get out in the mud."

Laughing Marcos unzipped his wet suit and started to peel it off his arms and chest, "So you joined him, the pair of you are a sight," licking his lips the goat bleated softly, "I can't wait to join you, it looks like fun."

Reaching into the kayak with a muddy paw Dalis squished mud against the goats white chest and grinned teasingly, "It sure feels good, come join us goaty, we promise to be good giraffes."

Laughing Marcos leant forwards and gripped Dalis' shoulders, pushing the giraffe down into the muck as he wriggled his legs out of his wet suit, "I don't believe you for a minute Dalis, you're rarely anything but full of mischief."

Dalis squeaked in alarm as he was forced back and down, mud oozing up his body as Marcos slithered out of the kayak. Heedless of the mud slurping up his curly fleece the goat forced Dalis under entirely, mud closing over his ossicones with a wet glorp. Marcos followed, taking a deep breath and plunging headfirst beneath the muck, it slid through his fleece in thick, creamy, oozing waves, soaking and layering onto his tough curly fleece. He'd be a wreck after this, he might even have to have them shear him but damn the mud felt good. Letting go of Dalis the goat twisted around and surfaced, panting heavily he let his rump and legs slowly sink under the muck and lifted his head, long lop ears splattering against his neck. Florin waded over to join them, sinking deeper with each step until he was low enough that the best he could do was flop over Marcos' lap and knead his hoofy fingers against his thighs and heavy balls.

"How's it feel?" he asked with a grin, deft, mud coated hoof fingers teasing across his balls, "Ready to have some muddy fun?"

Bleating deeply the goat squirmed as the giraffe played with him then gasped as Dalis slid up beneath him. Mud squelches thickly about the trio and Marcos groaned in delight as he felt the giraffe's thick dick prod and tease beneath his mud coated tail. Shaking his head he twisted free of Dalis' grip, turned over onto his belly and grabbed a pawful of shaggy mud coloured hair. The giraffe squeaked and squirmed, ears flicking backwards submissively as Marcos asserted himself by climbing up Dalis in the mud.

"Naughty giraffe, my butt isn't for for your dick, bad Dalis," grinning he pulled his prey through the mud and twisted him around until he was lying on his back. Only then did he release his grip on those slick Ossicones and turn to Florin who was watching with a bemused smile on his muddy muzzle, "Get over here Florin, show him who's boss, stick that thick junk of yours in his maw and making him work for orgasm."

Laughing warmly Florin waded over and straddled Dalis' chest, Marcos pulled back, fishing his friends dick out of the mud. It was so thick and long, properly ridged half way along and covered in a smooth layer of mud. The goat settled down, watching with an amused grin as Dalis was made to take several inches of his brother's equally prodigious dick into his mouth and started sucking on it. Groaning quietly Marcos stroked himself, smearing mud over his cock, teasing it happily as he watched the giraffes play. Sliding through the mud Marcos positioned Dalis' throbbing dick in a particular way, angling it up and along his friends body whilst Florin was busy humping and groaning in need at the pleasurable sensations Dalis' mouth, tongue and throat were lavishing on his dick.

Sure that his friends were both slippery enough the goat gripped Dalis' mud caked feet by the ankles and lifted them up with a slippery squelch and squish of mud splaying across all of their bodies.

Dali sank with a startled squeak, his arms and torso sucked down into the gooey embrace of the mud. His surprise turned into a startled moan of delight as his expertly aimed dick slid smoothly into Florin's arse. The giraffe twins groans were full of needy, breath catching delight, the layers of slippery muck made entry easy and Marcos didn't stop lifting until every inch of Dalis' dick was buried inside Florin. He did add his own to the mmix however, with mud oozing down his chest, dripping off his ears and muzzle he leant forwards, knees carrying his weight down, down into the muck. His hips however pushed forwards, stiff, needy ram flesh speared into Dalis' exposed rump as he draped the giraffe man's legs over his shoulders and held onto his thighs for leverage. It was perfect, mud covered everything, they were slick, slippery, mucky and covered head to toe in the thick, oozing layers of semi-liquid clay. It felt so good and for just a moment Marcos held still, revelling in the muddy embrace of his friends.

Drawing back slowly Marcos bleated in delight as Dalis' rump squeezed around the tip of his slender goat shaft. Lowering his head, ears splatting against his neck Marcos pressed his horns against Florin's back and started to thrust slowly. Each teasing motion made him squeal and poor Dalis squirm, only his head and legs were above the surface now and as he peered around Florin the goat could see the happy giraffe in the middle had hold of Dalis' ossicones and was firmly fucking his muzzle. Despite having his brother's dick up his arse Florin looked very much like he was in control and the other giraffe just groaned around his mouthful of thick dick and sucked, teased, slurped and bobbed over it. Marcos pressed his neck against Florin's shoulder, panting heavily as he continued to make use of the delightful arse spread around his shaft.

Mud oozed and squished against their bodies, fanning out in thick, oozing streaks but the angle let Marcos drive deeper into Dalis. His new muddy toy squirmed, squeaked and clenched harder as the goat started pounding on his prostate. He was as deep as he could possibly go and swiftly riding toward the edge of orgasm, for a few minutes more he held himself there, groaning, deeply as he thrust in and out of the giraffe before him. He couldn't hold out though, his balls pulled in against his body, mud oozed down his back and dripped off his ears and horns and a deep, needy tugging sensation at the base of his cock pulled him over the edge. Bleating loudly Marcos threw back his head and dumped his load in a series of thick, sticky jets into Dalis' rump. The giraffe made a happy gurgling, squelching moan and went stiff as a board, his arse tugging around Marcos' shaft as he spilt his own load into his brother.

Florin tossed his head back, splattering mud off his ears, panting heavily as he felt Dalis' rump pulse and spurt into his rump. Tightening his grip on his brother's ossicones he moaned deeply, thrusting forward as best he could as Dalis licked and teased and sucked on his dick. He could feel his orgasm rising, his thick dick twitching and then with a happy bellow he exploded down Dalis' throat. His twin brother swallowed it all eagerly, looking up with eager, submissive eyes as his brother fed him and Florin sighed in delight as his dick finally stopped twitching and the last of his rich, creamy seed poured down Dalis' throat.

For a moment longer the three friends held still then Florin toppled sideways, moaning as Dalis' spent shaft slid out of his rump and Marcos fell backwards with a splat. For a few moments they lay there in the sun, basking in the glorious, sticky feeling of mud covering them and then Marcos stretched out his limbs and slowly sat up with a grin.

"That's a good way to start the day, what's next?"

Sitting up Dalis squirmed, mud cascading in thick waves down his chest and reached out to tug on of the goat's horns, "More mud I think... "

"Yeah," Florin murmured in delight, wriggling over to hug the sticky, muddy goat, "Lots more mud."

~fin