The first time.

For the backstory, my BF and I had a talk about all of our kinks and desires, he was hesitant about telling me about WAM but finally did. When he did I was a little confused and he was a little embarrassed about it all so the explanation wasn't great. He wanted to show me a video to give me a better idea, so he grabs his laptop and nervously opens up a video, SS48 Scene 1, I didn't know what to expect but we watched the video together and I could tell he was watching me more than the scene. It ends and we talk more about it, I had a lot of questions and as I asked more questions he opened up. He went from nervous to his regular self, and finally excited after he could tell I wasn't immediately turned off by this. A month or so goes by and he brings up WAM again, he wanted to plan something now. We talked about it a bit and we set a date. He handled getting all of the substances and preparation.

The day finally arrives and I still wasn't sure what to expect, all I had seen was that one video and a few conversations we had about it. We had dinner and then the prep began. I sat and watched as a tarp was setup, the pies were made, cake batter slime was mixed together, and finally all the syrup bottles were opened. This seemed like a lot of mess, where would it all go, how would it all work, what if I hated the way it felt, what if he didn't enjoy it as much as he thought he would. Everything was prepared now and I could tell we were both nervous but for different reasons. I was nervous from the unknown and he was nervous not knowing how I would react. Now was the time, there was no going back.

We had both had a couple of drinks at dinner and were just relaxed enough to not be too much in our own heads. We start kissing, the nerves and excitement are building after each moment. He slowly undresses me while we kiss until there is nothing left. As we move to the mess I do the same to him. He reaches down and picks up a pie, asking me one last time if I am ready for this, I nod my head and kiss him while my hands wrap around his back. He pulls away just a little bit ready to hit me with a pie, his nerves and excitement at an all time I feel like I can hear his heartbeat. The pie hits and I hear the tin drop to the floor, I didn't know what to do as I feel the pie fall off my face and drip down my body. I wipe my eyes and see him frozen in place, more nervous than ever waiting for something, anything from me. I pull him close and kiss him, falling to the floor him on his back was all the affirmation he needed.

The rest of the evening was us trading mess with each other, kissing and rubbing it on each other the whole time, occasionally more, before one of us would pull away to use another substance. Finally all the mess had been used, the initial shock was gone from me and the nerves from him had turned to just excitement. I had never felt him as turned on as he was in this moment, the fact that he was so into it made me more into it, he couldn't hold out any longer. We kissed one last time before getting into the shower to clean up. The shower was quiet, I think we were both still processing what happened. He gets out first and begins the cleanup while I finish cleaning myself off in the shower.

It was fun, it was exciting and that was just the first.