STORY - PART TWO

We kissed again before he took my hand and walked me back to the games room. The sofas were clean - handy having that easy to wipe material! We all sat back down, and I felt a bit that he had missed as my arse became all clingy again - he chuckled to himself - fucking arsehole! But he soon made up for it by grabbing me in for a hug. The pie trolley was refilled, and some new items on there - empty buckets and jugs. "Right fuckfaces we've all got property sets now the fun really begins!" The lights lowered and he threw the dice over to Matt.

Matt rolled eagerly, landing on Whitechapel - part of a set he owned he looked at his pie lids, his money stash and threw M20 over to Chris. Chris acknowledged it and gave him a bucket - I was a bit puzzled Rob did the same on his next turn with Coventry, and then it was my go Free Parking they all went "ooooohh" as Chris read out my fate "you, sir, have been allocated a space in the great glass dome" pointing to a glass cubicle in the corner of the room "go sit in there and you have three minutes to escape" he ushered me over to the cubicle a nice red padded seat awaited, I sat down and he closed the door infront of me, I heard it click as it locked. I tried the door and it wouldn't budge. The timer appeared on a tiny screen before me, with a small keypad and four flashing lines. "You'd better do something quick Sam, you've already lost 20 seconds". I quickly tapped at the keypad, numbers started to appear on the screen, when it filled it flashed and went blank again I tried some combinations, I got one number to stick, then two, then three "ten nine" shit I had no time left as I frantically tapped to get the combination a buzzer sounded and blue / red lights flashed. "Sorry mate, you've overstayed your parking" and suddenly four jets of bright green water spat at me for what felt like forever. I was covered in the liquid, my purple kit now a dark shade and absolutely saturated. The doors clicked open and I staggered out, squeezing the water out of my kit before I headed over to the sofas again. Chris rolled and landed on Fenchurch - one of his property sets, now they all had a bucket each what the heck was going on.

Matt again and he landed on Angel - a property he really wanted to get so Rob wouldn't get the set. Rob grabbed the light blue pie and told Matt to stand up, he put the pie onto his seat and lowered him down slowly. The cream squirting out of his sides and underneath his crotch, followed by some patches of goo as it slowly trickled out between his legs. His face was wincing as he squirmed into the creamy seat, Rob grabbing a handful of the cream from his side and pushing it into Matts face. Rob rolled onto Community Chest - you have won a pie throwing contest, land your best aim on a neighbour - he grabbed a white pie and looked at messy Matt "don't you fucking dare" as he opened his shorts up, landing the pie on his firm cock before snapping back his waistband. Matt squirmed some more before Rob leant over and stuck his tongue down his throat whilst gently massaging his foamy crotch. "Come on, you'd better roll before they turn this into a porno" said Chris as he passed me the dice. Whitehall - brilliant - I've got that set, now I just need some houses. "I'd like to buy a house please" as I turned to Chris, whose face lit up at those words. "Certainly sir, just walk this way" as he led me back to the glass cubicle. I was a little dubious "just sit there and your house token will be supplied" as he closed the door again. "Just tap the rand key on the keypad and wait" he said. I tapped, the screen span through random digits and landed on a three I heard whirring and clicking before a splurge of thick pink goo spat out of three pipes within the cubicle. One from above my head, one into my side and the other at my back. It was a quick spray, but enough to cover me in a big splurge of thick gunge. The others laughed as I started to scrape it out of my hair and off my now pink and purple kit. It felt different to the pies, it was more slimy and slick and it felt really good. I wish it had been a bit more and gotten onto my shorts. I didn't want to smear it while they were looking, but I wanted to! I emerged from the tank sheepishly "yeah you really should have taken a bucket first - you need to collect the goo when you buy houses and hotels"

Chris landed on Chance - go direct to Marylebone, collect M200 if you pass go - he headed round and sat in the tank. I looked puzzled "you can still collect gunge if you have stations or utilities" said Matt as we watched Chris. He was a smarmy bastard, pressing the keypad with the screen showing '1' he ducked out of the way and put the bucket under the stream above his head, collecting 200ml of thick black gunge. "And that guys is how it's done" as he waltzed smugly out of the tank.

Matt landed on the electric company, a property set Rob owned he looked to his side "well you'll have to give me some money won't you" "oh why doesn't that surprise me" as Matt picked up M50, smearing it over his creamed shorts before putting it inside Robs waistband like a hooker. Rob scraped off the goo and wiped it back in Matts face again "just wait til next time!" Rob rolled - Bond Street - owned by Chris but not a full set. He handed Chris M100 rent "thank you for staying, I hope it has been a pleasant visit this time". It was my turn again, double six Fenchurch the guys looked at each other and grinned "well I know times are tough Sam, but I'm here to help - you don't have to pay" Chris grabbed his bucket, opened the front of my shorts and poured about half of the gunge he'd collected into my purple pants. It engulfed my cock, and it felt so fucking nice and smooth. If he'd touched it, I would have cum everywhere, I was so turned on right now and he knew it. "Please do cum again"

We played on, filling our buckets as we bought houses, all remaining property sets bought up. My bucket was full of a pink and blue mix, Rob had orange, yellow and electric blue, Matt had Light blue and red, and Chris had black, brown and topped off with green. Rob, Matt and I had ended up covered in drips of various coloured gunge through our trips to the tank, but Chris had largely got away with it thanks to his strategic knowledge of the tank, and we were pretty sure he had cheated throwing dice not to land on our properties.

But on his next throw he landed on Park Lane instead of his own Liverpool St. I was looking forward to this, he was good at pouring gunge down my shorts, trickling it into my hair, down the back of my arse. I threw myself over him, straddling his legs with my knees on his hands, stopping him from moving. I felt his rock hard cock against me as I pushed my crotch against his fairly clean Newcastle kit. I held my blue and pink bucket just over his head, holding my breath as I tipped the bucket millimetre by millimetre. I could see his eyes looking up as his mouth opened with anticipation. His cock throbbing against me as a blob of pink green gunk slowly worked its way over the lip of the bucket, landing in his perfect black hair. Rob and Matt cheered as the droplet hit, and I poured a generous amount over his head, not letting him free his hands as I put the bucket down, grabbed his body and kissed him. I felt the gunge trickle down his face. I leant back and started to wipe the gunk from his head so that it went down his top. "No, fuck off" he closed his eyes as I watched Matt and Rob throw their buckets over us - it completely covered Chris's top, and quite a bit of splatter onto me. I pulled at his collar as I saw Matt pouring Chris's own bucket over him, ensuring that the gunge went down his top and onto his furry body underneath. Chris started laughing and spat some gunge back at me, still unable to move his hands. I took the opportunity to slide my gunge hand into his waistband, with a quick groan of pleasure from Chris as I massaged his rock hard and slimy cock.

With a now gunged up Chris, we continued filling buckets and taking forfeits until the final round. Matt and Rob were getting seriously horny with each other, Chris was rock hard for the last half an hour and edging closer to me in our little pool of gunk in the crevices of the sofa. I was so horned up at the texture of the gunge, the pie foam dripping off all of us, and the anticipation of who was getting messy next. I rolled and landed on Jail (just visiting!) and heard the other guys making siren noises and laughing. Chris took my hand and led me up to a mezzanine section with a single couch. There was a huge TV screen on the other side, and the couch was covered in the same material as the sofas downstairs and was so comfy. "I'll come get you in a bit - just sit and enjoy the game from here" he gave me a deep hard kiss "the rules are while you're waiting, you can throw the dice on your turn but you have to throw a double to escape. If you don't escape by your third attempt, you go to proper jail and you're out of the game". I looked a bit disappointed to be away from the action "you'll get a double trust me" he kissed me again before he headed back downstairs. I kept watching on the TV. They played a round, various gunge flying around and bits of pie from the trolley I rolled four and a two next round pretty much the same six and a three It felt hopeless and I was getting cold up here on my own.

Chris took the dice, he was on Whitechapel Road. Rob and Matt were busy concentrating on their own bulges to notice what he was up to, he threw the dice down - first was on three, and he quickly changed the second to a four. "Oh fuck how did that happen" he exclaimed, I was grinning as I'd seen it all happen on the telly. Matt and Rob made their siren sounds as Chris slumped his way up the stairs. Once he was clear of their view, his expression changed - he grinned at me and gave me a huge kiss before he sat next to me on the sofa. His kit was just as cold as mine, but when he hugged me I felt the heat of his body warm us both us. His cock was growing again as he started to grind against mine. The lack of friction was amazing as our soggy shorts squelched together. "We'll probably be ok for another half an hour, they're horny fuckers but they run out of steam so quick - they'll head for a shower and then we can have some fun!" He said to me as he was pinning me down into the sofa. My eyes cleared from the gunk a bit and I saw not only his head, but Matt and Rob right behind him "Oh horny fuckers are we you don't even know him properly" they said, chuckling to themselves. "Well if it's game over, it's off to jail for both of you" said Matt, as they stood back, the floor disappeared into the wall, revealing a pool of blue gunge underneath us at ground floor level. "Now come on guys, it's only a game but I do have this..." Chris suddenly produced his get out of jail free card and handed it to Matt

Matt looked at it, looked at Chris, then me, over to Rob and then back at the card. "Sorry Chris, that offer expired" as he threw the card into the pool. Rob pulled a lever by the wall and the comfy seat gave way. Chris and I both yelled as the seat dropped from under us, plunging us into the vat with a SPLAT. It was thick, much thicker than the gunge in the glass tank, but not as thick as the pie gunk. I sat up in the tank and gasped for air, clearing my face and watching for Chris who was a few seconds delayed. He appeared from a crouching position, the back of his head and back first, dripping into the vat as he spluttered and started laughing. "Right, I'm sure you've ended up exactly how you wanted Chris, you are the master at that! We're off for a shower" and with that Matt and Rob left the area.

Chris waded over to me in the waist-deep gunge, clearing the goo from his now blue black and white kit. "So did you enjoy tonight" as he grabbed me close and pressed his hard crotch against mine. "I take it from this, that you did!" And lunged in for a kiss. Our arms wrapped around each other in a deep embrace and kiss, he pushed me against the side of the vat which was covered in that soft crash mat vinyl material, we slowly slumped into the gunge until it went over our shoulders. "I've one more surprise if you're interested" he said to me as I spat some gunge out of my mouth, I nodded as he reached over to a control panel. A bench appeared from the middle of the pool, the thick gunge dripping off as it emerged. A 6 foot bench, with arm and leg holders / restraints and a headrest, covered in that soft padding. He grabbed my hand to help me up, pushing me onto the bench. "Which way up?" "Whichever you want" he said with a glint in his eye. I went for face first with my arse in the air, knowing what he was about to do. He strapped my arms into place and then my legs. I felt him start to tug my shorts down to reveal my arse, and yank up my shirt, gently massaging me. He walked round the bench infront of me, stroking my hair as I looked up at him. His crotch right in front of me, he pulled down his shorts and edged towards me with his throbbing and dripping cock. I sucked on him for ten minutes, the salty taste of his cock filling my mouth with every suck. He groaned as he pushed deeper into me, massaging my head and back at the same time. He stepped back, a string of gunge between my mouth and his cock as he leant down to remove his shorts. He wrung them out over the back of my head before putting them over my head and face like a mask. It was heavy and thick, I could feel the gunge pool near my arms as he walked around.

Moments felt like forever waiting until I felt the smooth pour of gunge on my back as he wrung out his shirt onto me, before discarding it over my shoulders. I felt him starting to mount the bench, feeling then kissing the back of my calves, up my thighs until his tongue reached my crack. Fuck this felt so good, I'd never felt anything like this before. He stopped and continued his mount until I felt his cock probing between the tops of my legs. He leant into me as his fully erect cock started to make its way into my cheeks. He whispered "we can do this all weekend if you want" before he kissed the back of my neck. I felt my body spasm and then relax before he pushed down, opening my arse with the bulbous head of his cock. He was full in me, "you might want to hold your breath for a few seconds, hold tight" as a motor started I felt the bench move down into the gunge. I trusted him as he pushed into me, I held my breath as we submerged into the gunge. After a few seconds we emerged again, he was tight against my body and thrusting. Another ten dunkings and I felt his body go tense "I'm cumming" he cried out. Without my arms I was hard as a rock but not able to finish myself off.

He stayed inside me, panting as his cock was softening, but still girthy, he kissed the back of my neck, reaching around and loosening the restraints. He lifted himself off me and freed my legs, pushing another button to lower the bench until I was just slightly under the gunge line. He kissed me gently "I'm not finished yet which way do you want me" I grinned "on your back!" I sat on one side of the bench, letting him lie down with his back against the bench, his legs by each side of my waist as I strapped them in, pushing his arms back to fasten them by his side. I wiggled on the bench, my waist between his legs, until my cock was lined up with his arse, then slowly pushed into him as I kissed him Now it was my turn to do some bench pressing!