We're down to three teams, Chris announced, and by the end of this round, only one team will remain

Brandon stood under the bright lights of the stage with everyone looking at him and the other contestants mostly everyone, that is, some of the eliminated guys were making use of the mess on the dance floor to grind up against each other, their slimy limbs rubbing up and down in a strange and gungy approximation of a dance.

Brandon could feel Sam's broad shoulders pressed up against his as they stood next to one another on the stage, it was both sexy and reassuring at the same time.

The next round is simple, said Chris, behind us we have 9 buckets of gunge, one from each team will sit on these stools up front, the other team members will take it in turns to select from the buckets of gunge and pour it over their teammate's head. If the bucket contains a pair of speedos as well then you put them on, if it doesn't, the you take a pair off. The team with the most speedos at the end of the round doesn't get eliminated, and the team with the least will be subject to an extra humiliation

So let's begin! said Chris, leading Brandon and two other contestants to the chairs, and singlets and singlets off please
The three guys took stripped down to just the original pair of speedos they had been given and took their places. Behind him, Brandon could feel Sam's hands resting on his shoulders, and to his right he could see one of the other contestants confidently displaying his broad sculpted chest. Brandon had to admit that he was looking forward to seeing the others messy.
Team one, you're up first! Chris said to the team down the far end of the stage.

The guy standing behind the chair selected a bucket of bright red gunge and tipped it slowly over his teammate Liam's head. The gunge clung to Liam's hair and rolled slowly over his shoulders and down his back. Long rivers of green mess poured down his front as well, pooling in and around his lap and flowing on down his leg. He started moving his hands around, rubbing them all over his body, and for a second Brandon thought he must really be getting into it. Then he, realised that the guy was looking for the pair of speedos.
I'm not seeing any briefs in that beautiful pool of mess! called Chris, you know what that means, don't you?
There were a few cheers from the crowd as Liam reluctantly reached down and pulled off his speedos, letting his cock fall out. Chris grabbed the speedos and threw them into the gunge pool below the stage.

Jason, the guy to Brandon's right, was now looking decidedly more nervous as his teammate selected a bucket. Jason looked up at his teammate just as the long steam of purple gunge came pouring out of the bucket and directly onto his face. The thick gunge coated his chest, but as the last of the gunge was emptied, a pair of speedos splatted out as well and slid down his chest to land in his lap. The path of the speedos had wiped the gunge off one side as they had slid down, exposing a nipple from underneath the mess. Jason grinned as he scooped up the briefs and pulled them over his legs.

Finally, it was Brandon's turn as he sensed Sam walking away to pick a bucket. Brandon tipped his head back and waited for the gunge but Sam was in the mood for teasing. With the bucket lifted high above Brandon's head, he held it there for a few seconds before letting just a few drips of bright green slime slip over the edge and land on Brandon's forehead. Slowly, he continued pouring the bucket, letting the slime flow over his shoulders, arms and thighs. With a heavy splat, a pair of speedos landed in his lap and Brandon was quietly relieved without his speedos there would be no hiding his enormous erection, as it was he was almost certain that it was only the green gunge hiding his tip, peaking out the top of the briefs. Brandon quickly pulled the second pair of speedos on before quickly turning around to grin at Sam.

The second round went quickly, but there were no speedos to be found in any of the buckets. Liam was already naked, so he couldn't lose any more clothing, instead he had to make do with his newly acquired coating of thick black gunge. Jason and Brandon both, went back down to one pair each. The orange gunge of Brandon's second bucket had coated his bare feet as he stood on the edge of the stage to pull a pair off.

Finally, it was the third round, a large bucket of yellow gunge saw Liam triumphantly find his first pair of speedos, while another green bucket saw Jason lose his final pair leaving him naked in the middle of the stage. There was one bucket of blue gunge left for Brandon, a pair of speedos would take him to two pair and victory, no speedos would see him at the bottom with Jason. Sam didn't take things slowly this time he was too anxious to find the briefs. The gunge cascaded out of the bucket and over Brandon's head, any last remaining spots of clean skin were quickly covered. Best of all, a soggy pair of speedos landed in the middle of his forehead. Brandon quickly pulled them on to claim the victory before turning around to hug Sam, leaving a huge imprint of gunge across Sam's chest.
And gentlemen we have our finalists! declared Chris excitedly, Sam and Brandon will be moving on to the last and final round, but first, we must deal with our losers

Chris turned to Jason and his teammate, I hope you haven't forgotten I've got something special in store for you two he said, but first let's balance things out a bit

Chris sat Jason's teammate Oliver down in a chair next to him before ordering him to pull of his clothes. Suddenly a bucket of gunge was produced from behind the stage and emptied over Oliver. He and Jason looked like a matching pair, naked and gunged on the Stage. Chris turned to the middle placed team and made them an offer:
As you know, we gunge the losers of each round but I'm willing to let one of you off the hook, he said as he led them in front of Oliver and Jason, whoever makes one of these lovely guys here cum first, will avoid the mess ready go!

Liam and his teammate Kyle didn't need telling twice. Liam reached down and grabbed Oliver's gungy cock and started long slow strokes. At first, nothing happened, but very quickly Oliver began to stiffen in his grip. Kyle had an advantage, Jason was already showing signs of excitement, wasting no time, he got down on his knees and took Jason's cock between his lips. Jason's eye grew wide and he gripped the edge of his chair. Kyle's head moved slowly up and down the length of Jason's cock, moving faster and faster. Jason's toes gripped the foot rest of the stool tightly as Kyle pulled back and grabbed his dick between his hands.

Noticing the stiff competition, Liam had started to work faster, and he massaged Oliver's thighs as his hand continued to stroke it was, however, too late.

Jason's back arched as thick wads of cum shot out of his throbbing dick and onto his chest. With a smirk of triumph, Kyle stood back and watched as Chris and too others walked up with large buckets of gunge to finish punish the losers. Liam, and Oliver, however, barely noticed lost in the rhythm of Oliver's cock. Liam's hands moved fast and faster until Oliver came too, just as Christ emptied a bucket over his head the thick slime coating him in his moment of joy and public humiliation.