Kevin ran around the living room putting up plastic sheets around the furniture and blowing up a paddling pool, while Jett started putting heaps of mess on a table and setting down the two stools they were about to be gunged in. As Kevin took a breath from blowing it up, he glanced at Jett and felt a little bad for him. While Luke put him in Jett's tight speedos and red singlet, Jett was left in just a white leather thong on a cold winter's day. Still, it meant that he could admire Jett's bubble butt while they got the session ready.

A few paces away, Luke sat down in a velvet armchair holding a nice, warm cup of tea that his slaves had made for him. Sitting in his full latex outfit, he was enjoying the view of two muscle-men doing all the work he normally had to do to set up a gunge session. He did think it was a little cruel to hide the pump so Kevin had to blow up the pool by hand, but Kevin said he was up for it.

He had been dating Jett for ten years now after an encounter at the gym. They had gotten into gunge together slowly but surely, with Jett taking the role of the gungee and Luke the gunger. They had often had other guys over to get messed up with them, but they were normally one-night stands. They'd never had someone over who they knew before the sliming.

"You're doing good there Kev!" Luke called out supportively, sipping on his tea. Kevin gave a breathless smile.

Luke first met Kevin when he started going to the gym he worked at. By coincidence, Kevin met Jett on the treadmill and they hit it off together. They'd been to each other's house before and were pretty good friends. Jett and Luke both developed a bit of a crush on him: something about his cocky playfulness and muscles that had been carved out of stone just screamed gunge victim to them. But, how can you ask a straight guy if he wanted to become a gunge slave? Then, while Luke was searching on grindr for someone to gunge, he found Kevin's picture with an surprising bio:
"Muscle-man asian looking to be someone's gunge slave."
Two days later, and here he was. blowing up a large paddling pool by himself.

"All done, master." Kevin called out, him and Jett standing together with their arms behind their back.
Luke inhaled the rest of his tea and came over to inspect their work. Just like he ordered, there was plastic covering all the antique furniture, a paddling pool with two wooden stools was placed in the middle of the room and to the side there was a table full of food with 4 buckets of brightly-coloured gunge on the floor. It was a perfect job, but he figured a small bit of early degradation wouldn't hurt.

"Well boys, it's not perfect but it'll have to do." He smiled internally as the two boys looked a little disappointed with themselves.
"Kevin, sit on that stool there." The bulky man confidently strode to the right stool and sat down, facing the mess.
"Excellent. Jett, before you sit down, there's one more finishing touch I should add to your stool." Jett looked nervous as Luke wandered on over to the table of mess and carefully picked out a large custard pie. He marched to Jett's stool and delicately placed it down.
"Jett you may sit down on the stool now."
Jett obeyed, calmly walking over to the stool and positioning himself so he was facing away from Kevin. He lowered his almost-bare behind onto the pie quickly and landed with a huge splash of cream and custard, some of it going up to Kevin's neck. Just what Luke had hoped for. He grabbed two small custard cartons that had been in the fridge overnight and poured one over Kevin's head, and one down Kevin's back. He enjoyed the way that Kevin's shoulders tensed as the slop poured down his muscles and collected in his lap. Since the singlet was a little too big for him, some of the liquid snuck it's way under his top, exaggerating his bulge. The other carton perfectly highlighted his back muscles and, more importantly, found its way onto Jett's bare back, sliding down to his checks.

For his next trick, he grabbed one chocolate pie and one strawberry pie. At the same time, he slammed the chocolate pie into Kevin's face and the strawberry pie into Jett's face. Kevin moved to wipe his face, but Jett knew better. Luke grabbed his hands in the nick of time.
"Only wipe when I tell you to, Kev."
Kevin put his hands down.
"There's a good boy. Now, as punishment for your insolence, please remove your singlet."

Luke watched as Kevin's muscles got slowly revealed by the singlet being stripped away, the custard being unable to decide whether it wanted to cling to Kevin's body or singlet. His job was made more difficult by his own body, as he had a small difficulty getting the singlet around the small white speedo. Unfortunately, the strip show was soon over, and Kevin stood with his arms behind his back, waiting for his next instructions. He wasn't originally planning on doing it, but Luke couldn't resist the opportunity to pull open the waistband of Kevin's speedos and pour down whatever was closest, which happened to be a bottle of water. Kevin winced at the shock, but stood very firmly until the bottle was empty and the waistband of his now translucent speedos was snapped shut.
"Thank you Kevin. You may sit down and may wipe your eyes. Jett, please do not wipe yet."
As Kevin sat down, a waterfall dribbled down his legs.

After they were done wiping, Luke positioned two tins of beans over Jett's head. Like with the custard, he poured one directly over his head, and one down his back. No matter how many time's he'd been gunged, Jett still winced a little when it happened, but took it all with a smile. When the cans where half empty, Luke stopped pouring.
"Boys, may you please open the front of your underwear." Both boys complied.
Luke poured the remainder of each can down each boy's underwear. Jett's starting spilling over pretty instantly, but Kevin's held strong until the cans where empty. To help him out with this, Luke pressed on the front of his underwear until the beans squeezed out over the top. He then gave it a little extra rubbing, just to be safe. Kevin moaned a bit from the pleasure.

"Boys. Please turn around to face each other."
The muscle men complied. Luke grabbed a bucket of gunge from the floor.
"Now kiss."
Their lips immediately locked. Each man was trying to kiss every crevice of the other's lips, the tongues battling for domination. Luke poured the bucket right where their heads met and thick aquamarine blue splashed on their heads. They kept kissing. The bucket went from side-to-side, getting a nice even coating on both the boys. They kept kissing. Luke pulled open the back of Kevin's speedos and poured some gunge inside. They kept kissing. He did the same to Jett's thong and they kept kissing. When the gunge had stopped flowing, the kept kissing. Luke took the chance to rub the gunge into their back, even putting a hand down their underwear to rub it in up their crack. They kept kissing

"Okay boys, time to stop kissing. Turn back around."
The boys obeyed. However, Jett went in for a round 2, but Kevin didn't see it.
"Jett, I told you to stop kissing. Don't go in for a round 2 until I say so. Please stand up."
Jett stood up, looking proud of himself. Luke put his hands round his waistband and pantsed him carefully. His hard cock sprung out, but that wasn't what Luke was interested in. Yet. He then scooped up a handful of beans from Jett's thong and brought them up to his face.
"Open wide"
Jett obeyed. The beans were thrust into his mouth. Sloppily, he dropped a few on the floor. He chewed, and swallowed. Just as Luke had planned.
"Jett, that wasn't very clean eating." Luke said, knowing it was almost impossible for Jett to have eaten it cleanly. "I'm afraid I'm going to have to punish you again. Turn around and place your hands on your stool."
Jett obeyed, and Luke felt like the luckiest man in the world as he saw Jett's cheeks sticking out in front of him. He grabbed two, thick, creamy pies from the table. Kevin snickered as he realised what was about to happen.
"You think this is funny, Kev? Why don't you kneel underneath Jett's ass and look up for me then?"
Kevin eagerly obeyed. Luke hadn't tried this before, but it has always been in his head. He hoped it worked.

Luke slammed the pies into Luke's backside, one for each cheek. As he predicted, some of the filling flew down onto Kevin's face. He then scrapped some more directly at Kevin, and rubbed it into his face and hair.
"Okay. Now that your insolence is out of your system, let's get back to what I had planned for you. Sit back down as you were"
Kevin and Jett obeyed with a huge grin on their face. One they were facing away from each other again, Luke snatched a bottle of tomato ketchup and began squirting it all over Jett's body until he looked like an Andrew Jackson painting. He repeated this with Kevin and another bottle of ketchup, even getting him to open wide and squirting some into his mouth (he thought he was hungry). He turned around to grab a carton of custard, but when he turned back around, he saw Kevin sneaking a quick wipe of his eyes.
"Kevin, we've talked about this. Get down on your hands and knees for your punishment. Jett, lets' give him the old dunk 'n' trunk." Kevin gulped.

With Kevin kneeling on the floor, Jett grabbed a bucket of snotty slime and brought it to Kevin's head. He pressed a hand on Kevin's neck. Meanwhile, Luke crouched next to his lower back, still holding the carton of custard. He pulled open the waistband of Kevin's speedos, exposing his perfect cheeks to the world.
"3... 2... 1.. dunk him!" At his command, Jett lightly pressed Kevin's head into the gunge, while Luke quickly poured the custard down his underwear.
"Lift him out." Jett released the pressure on Kevin's neck and he came out gasping for air with a huge smile on his face.
"That... was... amazing!" Kevin gasped out.
"Tut, tut, speaking out of turn Kev, I think it's time for round two." Luke said, grabbing a tin of tomato soup. And so round two, this time with more tomatoes, began. Kevin's cheek's now would make a great palette for a picture of a fire and he wanted to lick it off. Kevin came out, gasping for air with a huge grin on his face. Luke slapped the back of his speedos, which jiggled quite a bit from all the mess. He then slowly stripped him of his speedos, making sure to do it slowly so that he could tip the full speedos out over Kevin's head.
"Alright, this is where I'd say as you were, but I did notice that Jett, your eyes are looking a little more clean than when we started... I'd say its' your turn for the dunk 'n' trunk. Boys, assume the position." Luke commanded
So Jett went on his hands and knees over the bucket of gunge, Luke took a position near his bare ass with a can of whipped cream and Kevin pressed his head lightly on his neck. The dunking began, and Luke placed the top of the can right in the middle of Jett's cheeks and started squirting, creating a straight line down the middle. Kevin eased the pressure, and Jett came up with a huge grin on his face. Luke finished the cream in his mouth and grabbed the last item off the table: a small jug of porridge. Jett's second round made his ass look as delicious as ever, and his face was so perfect covered in goo.
"Alright boys, staying on the floor, Kevin please make your way onto Jett's lap."
Kevin gladly obliged. Luke grabbed the rest of the green gunge and poured it over Kevin and Jett equally. He loved the way it travelled down their muscles and onto their throbbing cocks.
"One more bucket left... hmmm... I think it's time for a game. Move the stools out the pool and get into push up position."
Each boy took a stool each and within ten seconds they were both lying facing down in the pool. Luke grabbed the last bucket of gunge.
"Okay, whoever does the most pushups by the time I have poured the pink gunge gets a special treat - they can suck Daddy off while the other one cleans up. On my mark... get set... go!"
They both started doing pushups at an alarming rate, their assess wobbling each time they touched the ground. Luke poured the neon pink gunge over both their backs, making sure to get most of it on their heads and in their cracks. But, all too soon, the gunge was out and the fun was over
"And it looks like the winner is... Kevin!"
Kevin looked ecstatic. Of course, Luke and Jett both knew that he wasn't paying attention to the amount, and Kevin was always going to win. It was part of the fun for him whenever a new guy visited, seeing how eager he got to do pushups while being covered in gunge. Luke sat down on one of the stools and beckoned Kevin over. He unzipped the crotch of his latex trousers and let Kevin get to work. And god he was good. No teeth and with the perfect motion. When Luke came, he came hard. But it wasn't just the blowjob that got him excited. Seeing his husband hard at work, naked and covered in gunge was always erotic to him.

Later in bed, Jett and Luke talked about Kevin, and came to the consensus that he could be allowed back for another session. He was a good gunge sub.