Colin was taking his morning run when he noticed a new hair salon had opened in a quiet street near the park. He was looking for a new stylist so went inside. The salon was empty and there was no member of staff at the front desk. Colin took a seat in the waiting area. It was a chance to catch his breath as he had been running for twenty minutes in the cold spring air.

"Can I help you?"
Colin looked up as a tall, handsome man in his early fifties stood in a doorway near reception.
" Hi, I was just passing by and noticed your salon. How long have you been here?"
" A few weeks now. You looking for a haircut?"
" Well no actually, I needed some advice. My hair feels a bit flat and I think it needs conditioning."
" It looks ok to me, but we can give it some lift if you like."
" Yeah that sounds good. Can I make an appointment please?"
" How about now? I had a cancellation and have some time, if you do."
Colin thought about it, " I was just on my morning run, but it looks like rain, so yeah that would be great. Thanks."
He was shown through a door into a small room and offered a seat opposite a mirrored wall. Colin was wearing a dark blue running vest and shorts which showed off his toned, hairy legs. He sported a hairy chest and was clean shaven. His mousy brown hair was in a short style and he had a side parting.

" Now we offer several treatments that can lift your hair, but first you need to put this cape on. Wouldn't want to get anything down your vest as the treatments can be a little messy."

Colin relaxed in the chair and looked at himself in the mirror. In the reflection he saw the stylist mixing something in a bowl. His back was turned and Colin noticed he was sporting a trendy fade hair cut which was light brown and quiffed at the front. He was tanned and wore a white t-shirt with pale blue denim shorts, revealing very hairy legs.

" I've seen you running past here before, are you local?"
" Yeah, but I never noticed this place until today."
" We have only just opened, the signage went up Monday. What's your name?"
" Colin."
" Pleased to meet you Colin, I'm Steve. So you like to keep fit?"
" Pretty much. I enjoy running, it gets me out of the house."
" You look good, those are great legs you have there."
"Thanks", Colin felt himself blushing.
"Now, just to tell you a bit about our hair products. These are a little unusual, but very effective and completely natural."
" That's good, I don't like using chemicals on my hair."
" Any allergies?"
" No, not that I know of. I don't like anything cold though."
"You are in for a treat then Colin, now just relax as I apply the first treatment." Steve smiled.

Colin felt the slightly warm, gooey substance land in his hair. Steve gently massaged it in and applied more, until Colin's hair was completely covered. He looked at himself in the mirror. Colin's hair was now wet and heavy and plastered to his head.

" What is that?" he asked.
" Warm caramel."
" Mmmmm, it feels nice."
" You like sweet things?"
" Sure. What other treatments are you going to give me?"
" You like chocolate?"
" Yeah, who doesn't?"

Steve picked up a bottle of Herschey's Chocolate Sauce and emptied half of it over Colin's head. He mixed it with the caramel. Colin had his head tilted forward as the gooey combination of caramel and chocolate was dripping down his face and he didn't want to get it in his eyes. Steve brushed the hair back off Colin's face and wiped his forehead.
" You alright there buddy?"
" I just need to be careful I don't get it in my eyes as I am wearing contacts."
" Then I think I have a solution."
Steve produced some protective goggles and handed them to Colin.
" Now you get get as messy as you like and not worry," smiled Steve as Colin put them on.
" I like messy."
" Well I have only just started, now how about some thick gooey custard?"
"Go for it."
Colin felt the custard trickle onto his head. The trickle became a steady flow until he hair was heavy with thick, creamy, yellow goo. He felt it slowly slide down his neck.
" I think someone is enjoying that, would you like more?" Steve teased.
"Why not, I am loving this."
Colin got another deluge of custard over his head and this time he let it run down his face.
" A custard shampoo, nothing better for the scalp."
Steve massaged the slop into Colin's hair and left him to relax whilst he prepared the next treatment.
" I have never known a hairdresser use food as a conditioner before, " said Colin.
" Well I like to try different things, plus you seem like you are up for a bit of fun."
" I have a bit of a thing about getting messy, I guess you could call it a fetish," Colin confessed.
" Well in that case I think we need to move to somewhere where you can get properly messy."

Steve took Colin down a corridor into another room which contained a large bath and walk in shower. There was an area in one corner which was covered in plastic sheeting with a chair placed in the middle of it. Colin noticed a massage bed in another part of the room.

" Welcome to our special treatment room. You may want to take off your running gear as you are going to be getting very messy all over."

Colin slowly removed his trainers, socks, vest and shorts. He was wearing white boxers. He felt a bit self-conscious.
" First thing we need to do is wash your hair and remove the existing treatment."
Colin was ushered to the seat on the plastic sheeting. Steve emptied several buckets of warm water over Colin as he sat on the chair with his head bowed. He then shampooed his hair before rinsing it thoroughly. Colin quite enjoyed this and didn't bother that his white undies were becoming see thru as he got soaked. Colin's body hair was matted and wet and Steve tried to contain his excitement as he was into hairy guys. Steve towel dried Colin's hair and restyled it.
" Great, now you are nice and clean and ready for some fun."
Colin was excited and his face lit up when Steve wheeled in a trolley laden with trifles.
" Wow, I love trifle," Colin smiled.
Steve picked up a big, sloppy strawberry trifle and teased Colin with it, before planting it on his head. He smooshed the creamy contents into Colin's freshly shampooed hair and made a mess of it. As strawberry jelly and custard dropped into Colin's lap, he felt the growing bulge in his undies.
In the next ten minutes Colin was subjected to a barrage of trifle being thrown at him. He sat back in the seat and allowed Steve to plaster him from head to toe. He was a mess, but loved the slapstick fun. Steve massaged trifle into Colin's naturally hairy chest. Unlike his host Colin did not shave or trim his chest hair. Steve emptied a trifle inside Colin's boxers which felt too good to be true.
" Well mate, you look a trifle messy there," Steve laughed, as his stooge sat dripping in creamy goo.
" How's my hair looking?" asked Colin.
" Well I think you need more treatments," teased Steve.
" Go for it."

For his next hair treatment Colin got into the bath as his stylist assembled a line of buckets. Colin was trembling with excitement as he saw the first bucket was full to the brim with sloppy semolina, his favourite. The warm slop was poured slowly over Colin's head and body until he was completely covered in it.
" I am so happy right now," he said, dragging his hands through his gungy hair.
Steve emptied a second bucket over him, this one was full of rice pudding.
" Delightful," Colin said.
The third bucket was a surprise. Colin was told to close his eyes and there was a pause of several minutes before the tomato soup and tinned spaghetti splattered over him. Colin started to laugh as he rubbed the orange food slop over his chest and under his armpits.
" You got me there, I wasn't expecting that!"
He lay back in the long bath, submerging himself in all the mess. He was rock hard and his cock throbbed with excitement.
" I'm ready for my next bucket."
Colin was not disappointed as he was drenched in gooey lemon cake batter. He opened his mouth as it cascaded over his head, it tasted good.
The final bucket was something very sloppy and warm. Colin was treated to a deluge of porridge as he slipped and slid in the messy mixture which now filled the bath. He was enjoying himself, loving the humiliation of being completely plastered all over and starting to drip pre-cum.
"Your hair looks great," said Steve.
" It feels all slimy and gooey, I love it!" smiled his willing gunge stooge.
"Welcome to the Salon of Slop."
" I just want to stay in here all day. You should join me, I know you want to."
"Oh really? So you want me to get all messy then?"
Colin laughed and nodded.
" Well I will be joining you in the gunge at some point, but first I'd like to test your pie throwing skills."

Steve left the room for a few moments as Colin climbed out of the bath, plastered in porridge, cake batter, semolina, tomato soup and tinned spaghetti. His gungy hair was slicked back off his face and his body hair was wet and matted. His white boxers were anything but white and completely see-thru, revealing a thick bush of dark brown pubic hair and his erection. Soon Steve returned, armed with plenty of custard pies which were lined up on a large trolley.
" So Colin, you fancy getting your own back on me?"
" Sure, I love a custard pie fight."
" Well I'm going to make it easy for you," Steve said taking the seat on the plastic sheeting.
Colin picked up a pie and hurled it at Steve. It was a perfect aim as it hit him full on in the face. Steve licked his lips. The next pie splattered all down the front of Steve's white t-shirt.
" You are getting the hang of this now," laughed Steve as another pie hit the side of his head, messing up his hair.
The flanning continued until Steve was plastered in pies. He just sat there and let Colin cover him all over in custard and cream.
" Now I'm ready to join you in the bath, " Steve said, stripping off. He stood butt naked, rubbing cream into his hairy chest. He had a big cock which was fully erect.

The guys got into the bath, still full of leftover slop from Colin's earlier gunging. Colin was sat between Steve's legs. He lay back and rested his head on Steve's chest, gazing up at his new gunge buddy.
" Well I wasn't expecting this," he said.
" Not exactly your average trip to the barbers," laughed Steve.
" This is amazing, I love it when my hair is all messy."
Steve scooped up a handful of food slop and dumped it over Colin's head.
" Nice one."
" Do you think you will be visiting the salon often?"
" Oh yeah, I think at least once a week."
Steve was massaging Colin's head and gungy hair. Colin was so relaxed, he felt his inhibitions slipping away.
" I haven't been this messy in a long time and I have never felt this comfortable with a guy before. You have a way of putting me at ease. You could probably tell how nervous I was when I walked in here."
" Fancy some gungy wrestling?"
" That sounds like fun, what do you have in mind?"
" Several buckets of warm natrasol and you and I on the plastic sheeting."
" I love warm natrasol, it feels so nice."

Moments later both guys were emptying buckets of gunge over each other as they rolled around on the floor together. Colin found himself lying on top of Steve. They were both excited by the gunge and the humiliation of being so messy. Colin was staring into Steve's eyes. Steve's heart was pounding in his chest and his hard cock was pressed up against Colin's groin. Colin himself was hard as a rock. He had no idea how he ended up in this situation, but was loving every moment.
" Thank you Steve."
The two guys slowly embraced. Colin had never kissed a guy on the lips before. It was a brief moment and Steve seemed surprised by it.
" I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that," Colin said.
" I wasn't expecting it, I thought you were straight."
" I guess I got caught up in the moment, but you have made me so happy."
" Don't apologize. I didn't exactly stop you, did I?"
" That was my first time......you know, with a guy."
" Well it's probably no surprise, but I have kissed a lot of men in my time," smiled Steve.
" I guessed you were gay, but I'm fine with that. You have made me feel so comfortable. I would never normally strip off and romp about with a naked guy in loads of gunge!"
" There you go, I've done wonders for your confidence. Sometimes we just need to have a little fun. There is nothing wrong with that."
" It has been great fun and I really like you Steve. I just hope I haven't blown it."
" Not a chance Mr. Now it's my turn." Steve kissed Colin.
" Gunge buddies," murmured Colin as they carried on kissing in the slop.