Henry and Jamie walked through the door from the cold December evening outside to the warmth of the bar. Immediately found themselves grabbed on the shoulders by one of the bouncers from outside, who had followed them in.
"Come with me" he said quietly, keeping a grip on the guy's shoulders and guiding them towards the stage area at one end of the room, past a room full of guys, some seated at tables, others standing in groups. While he wasn't being rough, his grip suggested he'd have no problem in manhandling the guys if either of them resisted.
"What's going on?" Henry mouthed to Jamie.
"No idea" Jamie shrugged in reply.
Under their coats and hats, both of the guys were dressed for a night out in smart jeans and shirts. They'd planned to stop here for a drink before heading further into town. The bar was pretty full this evening and as they approached the stage, the crowd hushed. The guys let themselves be led up onto the stage, where they were greeted by an enthusiastic blond dressed in a dark blue t-shirt and black jeans.
"Hi guys, I'm Zack, the host for tonight's festivities. Are you guys wondering why you are up here?"
Henry and Jamie both nodded as Zack continued.
"So just before you entered, someone rang the gong on the bar, meaning the next 2 people to come in would be the contestants in tonight's games. Any objections?"
"Um, what sort of games?" Jamie asked.
"Just a bit of fun" Zack answered, smiling. "You answer questions and every correct answer gets you a prize and every incorrect answer gets you a forfeit, as submitted by guests at the bar over the last week or 2"
"Forfeits? Like what?" Henry questioned Zack.
"I don't know, to be honest," Zack answered with a shrug "but the landlord says he has vetted them and there's nothing that's he's not happy with to happen in his bar." Zack did a thumbs up to the landlord, a tall guy in his 30s behind the bar and got a thumbs up in return.
The guys exchanged looks with each other, nodded and both turned to Zack and said an enthusiastic "Let's do this!"
A couple of stools were brought onto stage for the guys. Each was asked to empty their pockets into a plastic box, "just to be on the safe side" according to Zack. They still had their hats and their jackets on, as they sat down on the stools facing the audience.
"OK lets get into it" Zack announced to the crowd. "We have these 2 hot guys here on stage with me and we know nothing about them. So, first question" He placed his hand on Jamie's shoulder "Who is the other contestant, what does he look like and what is he wearing?"
"His name is Henry, although he sometimes goes by 'Hen'. He's my boyfriend we've been together for a few weeks, but we knew each other before that. He's around 6' tall, with short reddish-brown hair. He's a keen runner with the body to show for it. And he's wearing a blue beanie, a blue peacoat, a blue and white shirt and stone-coloured jeans, with a pair of Chelsea boots".
"Well, that seems pretty detailed," Zack responded. "Would you agree that he's correct, Hen?"
"All correct there," Henry answered, "though I prefer Henry to Hen, even though my friends seem unable to remember this!"
"OK Henry, so who is this other guy then, what does he look like and what's he wearing?"
"That question seems very familiar," Henry laughed. "As you already know, this is my boyfriend. His name is Jamie. His family is from Singapore which is why he claims he has such a good tan, but I think it's mainly from the sunbed. He's about 5'9" and has jaw-length black hair, but you can't see it because it's hidden by his red beanie hat. He's wearing a grey woollen overcoat, a white shirt with red trim, black jeans and a pair of black boots with red laces."
"Would you agree with all that, Jamie?" Zack asked.
"All true including that he thinks my tan is from the sunbed."
"Well, that's one prize for each of you" Zack gestured to a board on the wall to the left side of the stage covered in numbered green envelopes. Just pick a number from 1 to 40."
Jamie went first, picking number 10, winning £10. Henry followed up with number 7 winning an Andrew Christian Jock Strap.
"Jamie your next question Name 2 galaxies in the universe other than the Milky Way?"
"Um I know the Andromeda Galaxy, but I don't think the Shi'ar Galaxy from Marvel comics counts and I can't think of any others." Jamie shrugged. "I guess that means it's forfeit time."
"It sure is," Zack smiled. "Pick a number" He gestured to a second board to the right of the stage, with 40 red envelopes on it.
Jamie picked 39 which read "Take off 2 items of clothing"
"That's not too bad," he said, taking off his jacket and hat, which Zack took and put off to the side of the stage.
"Also, every forfeit means you lose one potential prize from the board" Zack followed up.
Jamie picked 39 again and the envelope was removed without being opened.
"Henry, your question. Name 4 constellations other than the signs of the Zodiac"
Henry confidently fired off "The Plough, Orion, Cassiopeia, The Southern Cross and I'll take 13 as my prize."
"Confidently and correctly answered your prize is" Zack paused, frowning, before reading the prize out "'every time a contestant gets a correct answer, Zack gets a forfeit'. Looks like you get to pick a number from the other board, Hen."
"I'll go for 40" said Henry, chuckling at the expression on Zack's face.
The forfeit read "Spend the next 2 questions with your trousers around your ankles". Zack looked over at the landlord, who just shrugged in response, then undid his belt and fly, lowering his jeans to his ankles, revealing a pair of tight white briefs that looked almost sheer under the stage lighting.
"This is not going quite how I planned, but the show must go on." Zack shuffled over between the 2 stools and read out the next question.
"Jamie, list the mathematical constant Pi to 8 decimal places."
Jamie started confidently "3.141592 that's six" He muttered something to himself under his breath. "Well, I know that to 7 decimal places the next number would be 7, but I don't know what comes after that and whether that's rounded up or not so I'll go for 6 and 9 as my last 2"
"Sorry Jamie very close but it's 3.14159265 so forfeit time again"
"I'll pick number 38 and remove prize 6"
Zack shuffled over to the board and opened up the envelope. "Well, this seems very appropriate, given the question"
Jamie could hear Zack shuffling to the back of the stage area, but the next thing he knew, a huge cream and berry pie was pressed into his face, then smeared up into his hair. Henry laughed as the pie hit then the strawberry filling started to drip down onto Jamie's shirt.
"That's awesome it even colour coordinates with the shirt." He shut up suddenly, the expression on his face showing that, if that happened to Jamie, the same could happen to him.
"Each set of 2 questions are linked together" Zack continued, shuffling up behind Henry. "So your question is also related to pi. I am holding a pie behind your head, like the one that just hit Jamie, which will be smashed in your face if you answer incorrectly. What is the circumference of the pie? You can give your answer in centimetres or inches".
"Um I can only guess based on how big Jamie's looked um 72cm?"
Zack shuffled forwards handing the pie to Henry. "That is correct, which means you can smash the pie on either Jamie or me AND I get another forfeit."
Henry took the pie and stood up, lifting Zack's t-shirt, and smeared the pie all over Zack's tanned abs, letting it drip over his white briefs.
"You didn't say it had to be in the face." Henry smiled. "and for the prize and your forfeit, I'll pick both 21s"
Zack returned from the board and handed Jamie and Henry each a can of rice pudding. The card read 'kneel down and have 2 cans of rice pudding poured over your head'. Henry started to pour his can slowly over Zack's head as he knelt centre stage, then started to massage the dessert into Zack's blond waves. The creamy rice dripped onto Zack's face but mainly fell onto his shoulders. Jamie went to the do the same with his can, then quickly reached down, pulled the front of Zack's briefs open and upended the can into them coating his cock. Zack gasped in shock.
"It didn't say which head" Jamie said in an innocent tone of voice, then flashed a wicked grin at Henry through the cream on his face.
Zack stood up and shuffled across to the prize board, revealing that Henry had won £20 for his correct answer. Zack moved to pull his jeans up, given that 2 questions had gone by, but then shook his head and instead kicked off his trainers and stepped out of his jeans, leaving him barefoot.
"OK back onto your seats, guys next question. Jamie, if you were making a sponge cake with icing and cream filling, list all the ingredients that you NEED to have. Optional things like pinches of salt do not need to be listed."
"That seems straightforward enough," Jamie replied. "Flour, eggs, butter, sugar, cream, icing sugar and water"
"Correct, which means no forfeit for you this time. Which prize would you like?"
"We've had forfeit 40 already, so I'll take prize 40!" Jamie smiled as the prize, £200 in clothing vouchers, was read out. He glanced at Zack's t-shirt that was clinging to his abs and the sheer briefs clinging to his cock as the rice pudding continued to ooze out. "shame looks like you could have done with winning this one, Zack!"
Zack looked down and himself and shrugged "Not much I can do about that now though. Your turn now Henry. Your question is as follows: Jamie listed 7 ingredients. In order, what were they?"
"In order?" Henry spluttered "Um Eggs, butter, flour, sugar, icing sugar, water and cream?"
"Let's check" Zack smiled and a recording of Jamie's answer began to play:
Flour wrong
Eggs wrong
Butter wrong
Sugar correct
Cream wrong
Icing sugar wrong
Water wrong
"So out of 7 you got 1 correct"
Zack paused briefly. "That means that you get a forfeit this time but we still have those ingredients to use up"
"And let me guess you want me to bake a cake for you before we get on with the rest of the game?" Henry answered.
"Something like that" Zack replied, looking Henry up and down, as he was still fully clothed. "But as you got 6 items wrong, I think you should take 6 items off first:
Jacket, Left Shoe, Right Shoe, Left Sock, Right Sock, and Shirt! Now strip!"
Henry undressed as fast as he could, leaving him in his blue beanie hat and jeans with the silver waistband of his boxers showing.
"Now unfortunately we don't have any mixing bowls on stage for these ingredients, so we'll have to improvise. Could you take off your hat please and hold it out?"
Henry did as instructed, holding his hat out like a bowl. Zack smeared some butter on his hand and wiped it around the inside of the hat, then wiped his hand clean on Henry's chest. He then broke some eggs into the hat, along with the shells, added some flour and some more butter and mixed them together with his hand.
"That's working, but it's not very efficient," he commented before taking the hat and upending it onto Henry's head, pulling it down, then squishing it into Henry's hair. Cake batter started dripping out of the edges over Henry's face, ears and neck.
"Hmmm we seem to be losing some of the batter so we might need to make some more" Zack said. Henry reached to remove the hat, but Zack shook his head. "I think I've got another bowl I can use".
Henry squirmed a little as Zack unbuttoned his fly and pulled out the front of his boxer briefs. Henry felt more eggs, flour and butter being tipped in and then Zack started to mix them together. Given where Zack was standing, the audience probably couldn't see, but Jamie could clearly tell that the mixing process involved a lot more work on Henry's growing bulge than simple mixing would have needed.
Zack spun Henry round so his back was to the audience, sparing Henry some blushes, as his bulge had become rather obvious, pressing against the front of his underwear. He then felt his jeans being pulled down to his knees and the back of his undies pulled open. He felt a cold sensation between his cheeks as Zack announced, "of course we need some cream for the cake filling!"
"We're almost done" said Zack as the cream slowed to a trickle then stopped. Henry could feel it running forwards between his legs to his balls and dribbling out the sides. "All we need now is the icing to finish". Zack pulled off Henry's hat and poured a full pack of icing sugar all over Henry's head, coating his face and shoulders. Finally, he took a bottle of water and tipped it over the outside of Henry's boxer briefs, meaning that the fabric, including the few clean parts over his butt cheeks clung to his skin.
Feeling a little humiliated, but also oddly turned on, Henry sat back on his stool and said flatly "and I guess I need to pick a forfeit too?"
"That's how it works" Zack smiled.
"I guess I'll eliminate prize 14 and pick forfeit 33".
Zack raised his eyebrows. "33 provides a choice" he said as he read the card. "Jamie, you are allowed to step in here instead the forfeit is 'Kiss the host, with tongues and maximum body contact, for 30 seconds' and you are allowed to replace either me or Henry if you so choose."
Henry shrugged as Jamie made eye contact with him, looking up and down each of their bodies.
"I think I'll take a pass on this," Jamie replied. "I know Henry loves me and, given I'm arguably the cleanest of us, I think I'll stay that way for a little longer and let you do the forfeit as written."
The boyfriends grinned wickedly at each other, then Henry moved in on Zack, wrapping his arms round him and grinding his crotch against him hard. As he kissed the host deeply, Henry wiped some of the gunk from his hair and slipped his hand down the back of Zack's briefs, rubbing it across his firm cheeks. Zack didn't spread any more gunk down the back of Henry's underwear but did pull the waistband down below his cheeks, leaving the wet, cream covered glutes exposed to the audience who were lapping up the show.
As the 30 seconds finished, the guys pulled apart, both of them adjusting their crotches, finding it impossible to conceal their mutual semis.
Zack picked up his questions again and started to speak only to be interrupted by the gong at the bar. "OK guys that's signalling time is up, so we have one more question each then onto the quickfire round."
"Jamie, After you arrived on stage tonight, what was the second question that I asked?"
"Oh, that's easy" Jamie smiled. "You asked Hen who I was, what I looked like and what I was wearing"
"You would have been right if I had asked what the second quiz question was, but that wasn't what I asked. First I asked if you were wondering why you were up here, then secondly I asked if you had any objections pick a forfeit"
Jamie groaned as he realised his mistake. "I guess I'll go for forfeit 1 and eliminate prize 2"
"Take off all your clothes and put on what the other contestant is wearing" Zack read.
"and what about me?" Henry asked as Jamie started undressing, removing his almost clean outfit.
"You didn't want to ask that" Zack laughed. "If the other contestant says nothing, they get to dress in the first contestant's clothes. If they say anything about what they are to wear, they stay naked."
Henry grimaced, but pulled off his half-mast jeans and his boxer briefs and tossed them over to Jamie. Jamie caught the clothes and pulled them on, feeling the boxer briefs squelch around his cock.
"Of course, Henry was meant to still have his hat on too, if only I hadn't pulled it off to coat him in icing sugar" Zack continued, as he picked the hat up from the floor, then pulled it down over Jamie's head and face, rubbing the batter in through the hat before pulling it up to its normal position.
"And so we come to the last question before the quick fire. Henry, what was the answer to the second question asked by one of you after you came up onto the stage?"
Henry looked blankly. "I don't know" he answered.
Zack sighed. "That, unfortunately for me, would be the correct answer. You asked 'Like what?' and I replied 'I don't know'."
"Damn that was lucky so I think I'll do the opposite of Jamie, prize 1 and forfeit 2!"
"Prize 1 is £200, congratulations and Forfeit 2" Zack paused as he took an envelope out from inside the first envelope which read 'open at end of quickfire round'. He held it up to show everyone. "I guess that means I am off the hook for now. So, onto the quickfire round"
A screen was rolled onto the stage and placed between the stools, so Henry and Jamie couldn't see each other. Each of them was handed a board and a marker.
"The way this works is simple the moment I say go, a timer will be started behind the bar we don't know how long is on it. Each of you needs to write a number on your board. Jamie starts with Prize and Henry with forfeit, then you swap. If you write the same number as each other no one gets the forfeit. If you pick different numbers then the person choosing the forfeit gets it. Then person writing the prize number gets the prize either way. You can go as fast as you like, but can't communicate your numbers to each other or you both get extra forfeits. If either of you picks a number, from either board, that has already been picked, you both get extra forfeits. If either of you picks consecutive numbers then they get an extra forfeit. All clear?"
Both guys nodded to say "yes".
"Time starts now"
Jamie wrote 11, Henry wrote 3
"Box Menswear briefs for Jamie, sit in a pie for Henry"
Even as the pie was being place, Henry was writing 5. Jamie also wrote 5. Henry felt the pie squelch up between his cheeks as Zack announced:
"£100 sportswear voucher, no forfeit"
Jamie wrote 8, Henry wrote 9
"3 bottles of Champagne 2 to drink, one sprayed over you for Jamie. Honey over the cock for Henry"
One of the bar staff ran over shaking a bottle of Champagne, then sprayed it directly at Jamie's crotch and over his chest. Zack took a jar of honey and emptied it over Henry's cock they had hardly started when Henry wrote 12 and Jamie wrote 30.
"A 3 course meal for 2 with all drinks included for Henry and down on all fours with your butt out Jamie for pies at both ends"
Jamie took his board with him and was scrawling 4 on his board Zack slammed a pie into his butt, while a bartender's pie covered his face with cherry pie filling. Henry managed to scrawl 14.
"1 month of personal training sessions for Jamie. 3 buckets of gunge for Henry"
Jamie didn't bother to pull up the boxer briefs or jeans as he jumped back on his stool and wrote down 13 for his forfeit, while Henry, getting deluged in thick gunge, feeling it flow over his naked body, wrote something that looked almost like 25.
The gong sounded just as they had finished writing.
"So that's it for you guys the last prize for Henry is a spa day for 2 and the last forfeit for Jamie"
Zack took his time opening the envelope. Jamie and Henry both stood up, heedless of the fact that they were both effectively naked.
"Well, prize 13 was unlucky for me and it looks like forfeit 13 is pretty unlucky for you, Jamie. 'Get in a paddling pool on stage and give the other contestant a BJ until they cum on your face. You will get gunged until they cum. You will stay in the pool until all forfeits have been completed'."
Jamie shrugged "Well, at least this was picked last". He stepped into the pool as it was brought on stage and knelt down in it. Due to the washing with Champagne, Jamie was looking vaguely clean, other than the pie filling on his face and the remains of the pie on his butt. Most of the cake batter from Henry's clothes had washed off his cock. Henry moved over to the edge of the pool, with his cock already hard. Henry was a gunge covered mess, but his cock was covered mainly in honey with a bit of cake batter underneath. Where Henry was standing, it meant everyone in the crowd got to see the BJ from side on. Hen could have stood in the pool too, but Jamie guessed he wanted to give them a show and also make sure there was no doubt when the forfeit was complete.
Jamie noticed a number of the bar staff coming onto stage to help with the gunging it looked like 13 was planned as a big mess even if it hadn't been picked last. He opened wide and took Hen's head into his mouth. The aim here was to get Hen to cum over him as soon as he could, so he started working with his tongue over Hen's cockhead, flicking it round and running the tip along Hen's slit.
As he went to work, he felt a something thick and sticky start to pour over his head it smelled savoury maybe macaroni cheese He closed his eyes concentrating on the taste of his bf's cock, trying to tune out the sensations and smells as he felt something running down his crack and something lumpy land on his cock. The staff were definitely trying to distract him, as hands played between his legs and on his cock even as the gunging continued.
Henry looked down as his boyfriend disappeared under a deluge of foodstuffs and gunge. Some items might have been appealing on their own, but mixed together they just made a strange disgusting mess. Hen jerked in pleasure as he felt Jamie slide a finger into his hole, stroking his prostate as he slid it in further. One thing Hen had learned about Jamie early on was that they guy knew how to turn him on he could keep him on edge for hours or push him over in no time, just by knowing where to lick and where to touch. Jamie had still been turned into a gungy mess, but Hen was still incredibly turned on he pulled out of Jamie's mouth and sent a huge load of cum all over his face. Jamie looked up and grinned through the coating of gunge. "We should do this more often" he whispered.
Jamie let Hen squeeze out any cum he had left in him then stood up to step out of the pool.
"Wait a second, Jamie" Zack said. "You need to stay there until all forfeits are over."
"But that was the last one, " Jamie countered.
"Unfortunately not. There's still my outstanding forfeit" Zack opened the envelope that was inside the one for Forfeit 2. "It says 'Get in a paddling pool on stage. Everyone on stage must pick a forfeit for you to endure. If anyone else is in the pool, they must endure the forfeits too'"
"Fuck" Jamie muttered as Henry sighed "phew!"
Most of the evening there had only been 3 people on stage, Jamie, Henry and Zack, with the occasional person assisting. Now there were an additional 3 bartenders who had been helping with gunging Jamie. There could have been more if a couple hadn't already left the stage.
Zack joined Jamie in the pool and knelt next to him. "Well, I am still hosting, so I figure we pick in order of height, which makes as much sense as anything else. We'll pick the numbers first then Henry can open them and announce them each in order as soon as the previous one has started."
The shortest of the bar staff picked 10, Jamie picked 15, Zack and Henry, about the same height as each other, picked 7 and 34, the other 2 picked 27 and 23. Henry gathered the envelopes from the board and opened the first.
"If you are wearing underwear kiss the person closest to you If you aren't, tip baked beans over your head," Henry read.
Jamie and Zack both looked down. Zack still has his briefs on, while Jamie still had Henry's boxer briefs and jeans on, which he had pulled up since delivering the BJ. The 2 of them leaned in to kiss each other as Henry read the next forfeit.
"Rub your face in the closest person's crotch"
Jamie and Zack shrugged and lay down on their sides, then they each pulled the other's face in close. The gunge in the base of the pool smeared over their bodies as they pulled together.
"Oh great 'Lick custard from the other contestant's butt, chest and crotch'" Henry groaned "That means me doesn't it." The landlord nodded as Hen looked in his direction for confirmation. He stepped into the pool and knelt down as one of the bar tenders took a carton of custard and poured some of it on his cock, some on his crack and some in a line between his nipples. Both Zack and Jamie circled round Hen. "Both of us need to lick them all, right?" Jamie asked. Zack nodded. He knew that someone would find a reason to prolong things if they didn't. They both started at a nipple each, licking across, lapping up the custard until their mouths met in the middle. Then they moved down to Hen's cock, which was getting hard again with the licking and touching. They started with their mouths on opposite sides, moving up from the base towards the tip, until their mouths met over Hen's cockhead. Hen was moaning softly as they moved to his butt Jamie starting low and licking up, Zack starting high and licking down. While Hen didn't end up completely clean, the flicking tongues left him hard again.
Hen stood up and went to step out of the pool, but saw the landlord shaking his head then he remembered the wording of Zack's forfeit. '. If anyone else is in the pool, they must endure the forfeits too'.
Hen reached out for the remaining 3 envelopes. "Next forfeit 'pick a mystery bucket and have it tipped over your head'". Someone wheeled a trolley from the side of the stage with 6 lettered buckets on it. "I'll take A" said Hen. He felt the sticky sweetness of a huge bucket of barbeque sauce start to pour over his head. Jamie had gone for B and Zack for D. He saw tomato ketchup and strawberry sauce begin to flow over them as he cleared his eyes and reached for the next envelope.
"Last but one forfeit 'smear a pie over your abs' doesn't sound too bad for a change." Then Henry saw the size of the pies being brought on. Each of them was over 30cm across and laden with cream. Hen got given his first and pushed it hard against his abs. Fruit filling and cream squirted everywhere. He rubbed his hands round smearing his abs with the pie, but due to the size, covering his cock and chest too. Zack was doing the same. His pie appeared to be strawberry flavoured, going with the sauce that had been poured over his head. He had lifted his T-shirt to behind his neck so he could rub the pie in easily. Jamie's pie looked to be gooseberry flavoured as green fruit oozed out over his body.
Henry continued with the last envelope, even though he knew he could have handed hosting duties back to Zack now they were all in the pool.
"And the last forfeit 'If you haven't had any forfeits so far, take off all your clothes apart from your socks'. Well it's a bit late for that part for any of us. 'If you have had any forfeits, pick one to be repeated'".
Almost in synch the 3 guys all said "34 the buckets".
One of the bartenders said "the buckets have all been filled up, so you can choose A to F again"
The trolley was rolled in behind the 3 of them as they knelt in the pool.
Hen picked C this time, but before either of the others had spoken, buckets were being poured over all 3 of them. "Oh fuck" he thought "because we could each have chosen a different forfeit, we're each getting everyone's choices".
Thick chocolate sauce poured down over each of them as Jamie then announced "I guess I will have E". As the sweet sauce dripped down over them, the second buckets were released and the guys were coated with a layer of golden syrup, coating them and pushing the chocolate further down their torsos.
Finally Zack said "I'll choose F". Nothing happened straight away, then Hen noticed 2 of the bartenders with scissors moving behind Jamie and Zack. Jamie's jeans (or technically Henry's) got pulled down and the scissors were used to cut off the boxer briefs. Zack's white briefs came off more easily. Both of the guys were, unsurprisingly, sporting semis from all the attention. It looked like that was it until suddenly the buckets which had had the scissors on top were upended over the guys and each of them was drenched in ice cold water.
Zack stood up and grabbed the guys hands drawing them up too. All 3 were shivering from the water but looking a cleaner than before.
"Thank you all for coming to enjoy the show tonight. Can you all give a big hand for our contestants Jamie and Henry" Zack guided the guys into a bow as the audience started to clap, cheer and wolf whistle.
Zack led the guys off the stage, then up the stairs that led to the apartment above the bar. "Thanks for being good sports guys, we'll get your clothes cleaned and dried and sort out your prizes for you. There are spare clothes for you to wear until yours are ready. Sorry about the boxers, Henry I didn't know they were going to cut them off, but anything that's damaged will be replaced."
He lead them into the bathroom. "Now all we need to do is get you guys and me cleaned up. The only thing is, there's only one shower"
Henry and Jamie looked at each other. "I don't think that'll be a problem" they said, as the 2 of them pushed Zack into the shower ahead of them. The hot water started to fall from above as the 3 guys started to run their hands over each other.
"Let's see where else we can get cum other than on my face" Jamie smiled.