Its been a while since anyone will have heard from me blog-wise, since they closed down Yahoo360, and the yahoo blogs don't really work all that great. So since I discovered this site, (can't believe it took me so long) I'v decided to take up blogging again.

Well recently I'v been meaning to get back into the gunge circuit a little more as apart from the occassional mud play and self gunge play session, I'v not really had all that much time to do gunge videos or galleries and post them online. I did post a few new videos on youtube recently and if you havn't seen them, pm me and I'll give you the link. They are however from a gunge session I did with JonnyK and chickenhawk almost three years ago so although they are newly posted, they are quite old.

I also havn't had chance to do any new gunge stories recently as I'v been working on a novel. They say every man has a novel inside them so I decided to give it a go. Ironically it does not contain gunge, but the gay man in me is dictating that it involves cats instead as I have a lot of access to six that live with a friend of mine. Their story so far with a little artistic license thrown in is making it the next Watership down meeting Born free scenario. There is also a tribe of savage mice that live under the floor boards and a dog that has gender confusion issues, so all told I'm hoping it to be quite the best seller.

What with the arrival of a decent High definition camera and the use of a tripod (technical stuff this) I have decided to open a download store and start making gunge, mud and naughty type videos for people to see. I will be starting filming as of Monday next, and have a few ideas for fun and rude scripts so keep checking in and I'll keep you posted as and when they are going live. I have a few ideas for daft gunge sketches as well so if anyone wants to get involved or help out in them, again pm me and we can arrange something.

One of the things I have prided myself on, with my gunge videos is that I always try to make an effort with my appearance. I realise that avon reps are there to help people improve their appearance, and can not work miracles, but having a mum who is an avon manager certainly helps in my case. I have a video that I filmed almost 6 years ago which is still live on Youtube. After viewing it for the first time in about three years, I was almost inclined to delete it. If you have yet to view it, it is called "Pieing Myself in the Face!" The only thing that prevented me from dropping it, is the fact that for the time it has been on my channel, it has gained quite a few views and I still get the odd good comment. There are several points with this video, the first being that I filmed it on a budget and I openly admit in the video that it is a basic and low budget film. The second problem is that I filmed it two days after getting a really bad fake tan and had a back drop of my kitchen curtains which are a sickly illuminous Orange colour. In parts all you can see is my hair and white shirt. I only seem to appear once the pies start flowing. The last thing that bothers me is how chubby I am in it. Especially when I wash myself down with a bucket of cold water and my shirt goes see through and shows off my paunch.

It was not the video however that inclined me to loose some weight. I didn't realise my size until I got thinner and then watched the video back a couple of years on. What made me want to loose weight was the fact that I got a full body wax one weekend soon after and realised on a night out to the village in Manchester that my thighs were squeaking as I walked along. This was enough to suggest a little bit of tub had to come off. I did it properly and carefully and after 6 months and careful diet and a hell of a lot of gym training, I got a Stingray spike shoot. This gave me a little more self confidence and in the same year I started as a Gungelad. Since then I have done wamtastic shoots and even gay solo gunge shoots.

One of the things I find with Gunge sessions, is that when you are stocking up on gunge, apart from natrasol, there seems to be a fear about buying in large quantities of gunge items, (shaving foam, custard etc,) from shops or super markets. I know one guy who will buy five cans of shaving foam from five different shops and leave each one in the car between visits. I also know a few guys who will buy a few different things from one place then buy a few others from another. Personally I don't care! Let people think what they want, I just buy it all in one go, or better still, I go to Costco. (Five gallon Buckets of butter cream can't be bad).

I do however get the occassional comment about the amount of stuff I am buying but I find being truthful leaves the assistant dazed and confused and prevents further questioning.....usually! Comments like "Oh are you having a party?" or "You must like your puddings?" or even on one occassion, "How you eat all that and still keep that figure I'll never know?" can all be answered calmly and reasonably well but you do get the odd assistant who cottons on.

I had a cashier who was making a point of mentally identifying everything I was running through the till a few years ago, and when I was paying, she asked what it was all for? So I simply told her I had a guy coming round and we were having a food fight and would probably end up covered and wrestling in it. She paused momentarily and then simply told me to have fun. The next time I went in for more stuff I deliberately went to her till and all she asked was if it was the same guy or another and if it went well the previous time. She never gossiped about me to other staff of said anything untoward in front of me.

Another time I went into a different store for stuff and was served at the tills by a rather fit young guy with the most over the top quiff I had seen in a long time. His tan and slim, toned form attracted my attention while I was paying, so when he asked what it was all for I told him. He ended up coming round after his shift finished and joined in, and still does from time to time. Possibly the most unexpected comment came about a three years ago when I went to film an episode of gungelads and stopped off at a tescos in Huddersfield, as I had been to visit my dog....oh and my parents at their house over that way. I only went in for 40 B&H but also after a last minute request from Gungelads HQ, "could I pick up two jars of syrup on the way?" I ended up walking round the store looking for it and ended up at the '10 Items or less tills. A youngish guy with curly black hair and glasses, served me and as I was paying he piped up,
"Aye Up Feral. Are you off to do a gunge session?"

On the subject of dogs however I have a bit of bad news. Millie, for all those who used to follow my old blogs on Yahoo 360 and one or two other places, had a heart attack a month ago. At 12 year old and being a giant breed dog she was actually quite lucky to get that old without any major mishaps or problems but it was still a shock. She is however home again and in her element as she is on human food now for her twilight years and pretty much spends 3/4 of her waking time asleep. She has a medication which is prolonging her life significantly, (thank God for Pet Insurance) and a supplement to up her calcium and glycosomine levels. I do however now have another canine side kick on the scene in the form of an 18 month old male Boxer. Being bred on the show ring line, he weighs in at a whopping 145 pound and stands at 38 inches at the shoulder. His given name is Archie but I refer to him as either Stinky or Mud Mutt. The reason for this is down to his ability to sniff out and end up covered in mud, slurry, stagnant water, slime, silt etc but possitively shys away from clean water or worse, the bath. The advantage to this dog is he is red brindle with a black face and mercifully short furred. Millie was long furred, double coated and white! Millie takes three days to dry out, Archie takes about 3 hours at most.

In the six months that I have known him, he has nudged me into a pond, got covered in muddy water and shaken himself right next to me and even managed to pin me down on the sofa, and cover me from head to toe in slobber. If I am due at work immediately after a walk with him, I have to road walk him, because if he gets off the lead in the countryside, it is almost certain that he will find mud and roll in it. I'm planning to film him this weekend having fun in mud and will post it on youtube. He goes from self induced chaos to self induced chaos and every walk with him is fraught with mud or water induced danger but frankly if I'm honest, I have not been this happy since I found out what happens when you drop a washing tablet into a two litre bottle of cola.

I recently made the decision to explore different forms of gunge and with the discovery of the recipe for Marshmallow fluff, I have really got back into the extreme levels of gunge fun. I have yet to use it on myself of course, but the effects on other guys have been devestating. Its effects are to cover a guys face, but then when they try to clean their eyes, it stretches into fibre like strands stuck between the hands and the face, and yet bizzarely it washes out with warm water. Its great stuff. It washes out of hair pretty well and even if applied early on in a sesh and allowed to dry out, it still comes out in the shower. Its consistency is that of white roofing tar, but also tastes nice when you get any forced into your mouth via the face. It also comes off the walls with a damp cloth. How do I know this? Archie put his face into a bucket of the stuff, and then shook his head.

Finally, before I go, and if you have managed to read this far without dropping off? I recently spoke to a female wam model mate of mine who I shall not name, but heard some hilarious news. She recently did a gunge session with a guy who gunged her in what he referred to as a sensous erotic session. His technique was to Strip her off naked, then completely cover her in five gallons of chilled golden syrup. Once the syrup was in place, and before she could react, he then tipped a ten kilo sack of porridge oats over her entire form and then felt it was time to ask how she felt. Far from being able to move, let alone speak, he took it as her enjoying the moment and moved onto other gunge.

I have a mate coming round on wednesday next week for a gunge session. I am soooo going to do that to him! And whats more, I'll be filming it to.

Feral x