It had been several weeks since James had taken my place and been gunged at the club. Following the success of that night he became the new stooge. I was struck down with flu and a chest infection which put me out of action and I did not return to th...

Colin was taking his morning run when he noticed a new hair salon had opened in a quiet street near the park. He was looking for a new stylist so went inside. The salon was empty and there was no member of staff at the front desk. Colin took a seat i...

It was the autumn of 1995 and I was in the club rehearsing for my upcoming Saturday night performance. The club was closed to the public on a Wednesday and there were just a handful of guys with me, running through Saturday's schedule. They included...

It was early October 1995 and I returned to the club after being on holiday for a few weeks. I had been in the Canary Islands and had a deep tan. The sun had bleached my short, newly cropped hair which was now white blonde. I had missed the messy Sat...

I was both excited and nervous at the prospect of performing with a professional male stripper. I had never done anything like this before and did not want to let him or the club management down. Fortunately the stripper, Chris, was a really nice guy...

It was a Saturday night, circa August 1995. The long hot summer continued and so did my new job at the club. It was purely voluntary, but it had its' benefits. From an initial shock gunging taking part in a silly competition, I was now a regular act...

I recently replied to a post about getting messy in front of an audience and told the true story of my messy encounter in a gay nightclub back in the long hot summer of 1995. What I thought was a one-off event and a bit of silly summer fun turned out...