Eugene let out a small, unnoticeable grunt as Miles placed a red eight onto the pile of cards. Kyle had placed down a red one, Eugene planned to play his green one but it seems that option was unable now and all he had was every other color except red! This caused Eugene to draw a card from the "pull" pile. Luck was not on his side tonight.

Eugene is a handsome Caucasian with dirty blonde hair and blue eyes, who is currently wearing a crisp white tuxedo shirt with a black cummerbund and a black tuxedo jacket. He also had black slacks with his black dress socks and black dress shoes to match his black bow tie.

To his left is Kyle, a Hispanic with black hair and violet eyes, wearing a tuxedo like Eugene. A white tuxedo shirt with a black cummerbund, tuxedo jacket and bow tie with a whimsical pattern. He wore black tuxedo pants, with white otc socks and shiny black dress shoes. He had a sly smirk on his face as if he was calculating something.

To Eugene's right, is Miles, a Hispanic with black hair but with blonde highlights and brown eyes, wearing all white -minus his socks, shoes, and some accessories- formal attire. He was wearing a white tuxedo shirt and jacket. His slacks were black along with his dress socks, patent leather shoes, bow tie, lapel, and cummerbund.

Tonight is game night for them... well it was supposed to be five people playing any card or board game. What had happen was, their two other friends had plans of their own tonight. Stefan had a date tonight with his new boyfriend and Alvin was currently on vacation with his family. They understood and respected their plans with no dilemma at all.

(If you are wondering who Stefan and Alvin are, read "Now Serving Stefan")

Tonight, though, would soon be different.

While Miles began to make a play, being the only one of the three with the lowest cards, Eugene and Kyle both were planning. Because if they had the greater amount of cards left or lower number with two... things would be going downhill for them.

Miles placed down a blue one, the aforementioned card was a red one, making his count down to four.

Eugene gave up a blue nine, leaving him with six cards currently.

Kyle laid a 4+ color swap card, changing it yellow, prompting Miles to draw four cards and causing him to

This went on for quite a while, placing and pulling cards, sweating dropping down their handsome faces, carefully calculating their moves, and keeping a stern poker face to prevent their opponents from seeing through their fade... but secretly they so wanted to lose.

They came up with a new rule for tonight, the loser would get pied, completely trashing their attire they chose to wear for the night. The three young adults usually dress in their formal attire when playing, acting like professionals, or sometimes it was causal depending on a vote or mood. Since Stefan and Alvin weren't here, Miles was hoping to surprise them with this little "punishment," but since they played once or twice a month and they were currently out, they had mess their chance. Oh well, their lost.

The card game continued for what felt like hours to them. Each card being placed carefully, not letting up on the pressure. They eventually lost all the cards in the pull pile, which resorted to them knocking when they had no playable cards.

Then finally they had three cards each.

It was Miles' turn, he placed down a yellow three, the last card was a yellow card.

Eugene gave a yellow seven, followed by a blue seven, courtesy of Kyle.

Miles called his "Uno," placing a blue eight and causing the other two to tense up (while secretly hiding there bulges of the dome to be fight).

Eugene play next, showing a blue six with his own shout of "Uno."

And lastly, Kyle gave up a red six, giving an "Uno" of his own.

Now they had their last cards. Who won?

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Miles, with a placement of a green six. The white tux player gave a triumphant smirk as the other players revealed their hands: Eugene had a yellow six while Kyle had a blue seven. And since Eugene had the lower number...

He would get the treatment.

Eugene knew where the onslaught would be, so he hurried into the room for the future trashing. The brunette stood proud and tall, ready to face the upcoming impacts against his attire. Kyle came in with the pies, hauling them for Eugene as Miles also came in behind him. The pies were cream (regular and chocolate) pies, crust and all and a few buckets of custard. And with the two Hispanics picking up the pies -Kyle with a chocolate and Miles with a regular-... and hurled them.

The impact was immediate, Eugene suffered each blow to his face as the cream splattered against his glorious face and attire. Crust lingered on his face, slowly dripping down. Some marks of cream stained his shoulders and lapel but not as bad. Recovering his sight as he wiped, the victim received two more pies... to his tuxedo. Since the jacket wasn't buttoned, both pies hit and stained his white dress shirt and cummerbund. The impacts also had splattered his bow tie too, having a crust "necklace" being layered up against him. Of course, during the four pies, the throwers laughed aloud with grins at the unfortunate victim.

But the tables turned when Kyle received a chocolate cream pie to HIS face, courtesy of Miles. The chocolate stained his face from the blow and crust dropped onto his tuxedo. He got a shock expression as Miles continued to laugh... only to get a pie himself from Eugene, who had used the unexpected action to sneak over a pie Miles in his face. And the reaction he got was so pleasing. Miles' gained a cream coated face and dripped done onto his dinner jacket like the other two. The three young adults saw each other's appearance, then the pies on the cart... before grabbing and throwing.

Each tuxedo wearing young adult took every pie, whether it was thrown and smashed by force. Eugene had pies splattered against his black tuxedo jacket, white dress shirt, cummerbund, bow tie, and slacks. Miles gained stains in the same areas, being mainly pelted with chocolate because the other two thought the cream would be "noticeable." Kyle's once fancy tuxedo now received its own pie from the others, stained with the pastries in various places. Their dress socks and shoes were both stepping and coated in the crust and cream that had fallen onto the floor from the impacts they had littered on.

Even though they were getting into the pies, Eugene gave Kyle a nice custard shower as he remember the fact that they had brought the buckets for gunging. The victim had his nice black hair dripping with the contents as the residue continued down his tuxedo and his accessories. Kyle returned the favor with his own custard and rained upon Eugene, his hair and attire receiving the same treatment. Miles, thinking he would be spared from a shower, quickly got custard thrown at him, hitting his handsome face, tuxedo shirt and jacket, now with the pastry sauce stain on it. Unfortunately, they only had three buckets of custard, but they still continued to pie each other nonstop. They even gave each other cheap shots, like brief team ups before "betraying" their ally or striking from behind, staining their backsides.

But they did agree on one thing tonight. This was some HOT action in their eyes.

Eugene, being the first one to receive, gave the last two pies to his two tormentors, hitting and smearing the pies in their face and hair. And he took a step back, failing to hide his bulge at the two creamed men since they looked like eye candy.

Miles had cream, crust, and custard all over himself. The winner of the "Uno" game's hair was now a soggy messy and his face, creamed to perfection. His black bow tie was crooked from the various impacts, his lapel and top of his once white dinner jacket was crust covered now. The lower half was stained from the various impacts, but mostly the custard since it was still dripping down his tux. He had the majority of the chocolate cream pies on his tux though, due to it being white and the aforementioned reason. His slacks (showing a bulge) had been stained from some of the cheap shots, with the cream pies. His socks, while they were hidden, were now stepping in the cream and some liquid custard that had fallen into his nice shiny black dress shoes, which also had crust and cream all on them. Miles held back at a snicker at Kyle's appearance, even though he was in the same position.

Kyle's beautiful face and attire was now creamed to perfection like Miles, but not as chocolate coated. Kyle had his hair in a soggy mess to no end, from the custard shower he received. His whimsical patterned black bow tie is also covered in crust and cream while also being custard covered and crooked a bit, his dress shirt and black jacket was stained from the various cream pies blows he took. Being pelted with the majority of cream pies and having a custard shower did wonders -in some minds- to his feeling. The slacks he wore, stained from the substances (and of course hiding the arousing feeling within). The white over the calf socks he chose to wear now had custard and cream stains. His black dress shoes also suffered, seeing they were covered in the cream and crust that gravity had impacted.

The two aforementioned young adults saw Eugene's appearance... and had devilish looks on their faces. Eugene took the most, considering he was the first to receive, of both pies and the single custard shower. He had also received a majority of the potshots. His brunette hairstyle was now streaking with cream and dripping custard. His cute face had taken a cream pie "face cream." His black tuxedo jacket and white tuxedo shirt gained a splatter of pie, his cummerbund as being affected since it had residue from the three pastry contents. The tuxedo itself looked like a masterpiece that a pie thrower would be proud of, not that Eugene would mind. His black bow tie resembled the other two, with crust still sticking near his neck area. His nice slacks, covered in cream and custard, hid the bulge he developed during the fight. His shiny black dress shoes had been stepping in the contents and coated to the point their shiny was gone. His black dress socks, being in his shoes, were now soggy from the cream and custard.

The trio looked at each other, each smiling or grinning, got closer to each other. Their arousing feelings reaching its peak, and just started to kiss one another. They didn't want to take it too far since they loved their cream covered attire but they did lick and smear the contents of their faces and attire. This game night would definitely turn into something in the future, but right now they loved this feeling. Not caring if their attire was trashed, all they wanted to do was just kiss in their creamed formal attire, knowing that Stefan and Alvin had just missed out on a great experience for them...