Greg had waited for a chance to wow a crowd. He always got the chance during his theatre performance in high school, but this was the real deal. Broadway in New York City! Where the most popular actors and actresses got to perform in hit broadway productions. He had gotten a gig at a small time theater. It wasn't much but it was a start to his road to stardom. He could see it now, "Starring Greg Chambers" in a popular performance on Broadway.

Greg is a beautiful young adult at the age of 29. He has brown hair, combed in waves, and black eyes. He had graduated college with a performing arts degree. He had dreamed of a chance to perform on a stage where the audience would just shower him with applause him after the entire play or segment where he gets to sing. His considered his voice to be so melodic and his range was very impressive.

The gig was at a small theater, called the Casino Concert Hall. It is also nicknamed the "Splatter Theater," but Greg paid no heed to this mini title. It was a theater after all, right? He planned to sing and dance like they did on Broadway to wow his audience.

The man of the hour had just finished his skin care routine and combed his brown hair for his debut, freshening himself for making a great impression. After that, he dressed himself. He put on his black otc socks and a white tuxedo shirt before getting his black tuxedo slacks, tucking in his shirt in the process. Greg then tie his white bow tie around the collar and a white vest. He placed his shiny black patent leather shoes and his black tuxedo tail jacket on last, before seeing himself in a mirror. Admiring himself he did some practice poses to knock the audience "dead."

He left his apartment, heading down to the lobby and called an Uber. After being picked up, he fasten his seat belt, and the drive wasn't that long, only thirty minutes. Paying the driver, he arrived at Casino Concert Hall, ready to sing. He entered backstage after informing he was a performer. Taking a small peak at the audience, he saw vert few people here. It didn't matter though, hopefully the audience would love his singing, tell their friends, and bada bing bada boom, he was performing on Broadway in no time flat. He looked around, making sure no one was looking, and began to do some vocal warm ups.

"Nice voice."

Greg quickly turned around and saw another man, dressed in a tuxedo himself. He had dark brown hair and amber eyes. He wore his tuxedo with a classic all black jacket, bow tie, cummerbund, slacks, a white tuxedo shirt, and black dress socks and shoes himself. Greg had to admit he was cute.

"Jordan."

"I'm Greg."

"So your a singer too?"

"Yeah, this is my first time. A bit nervous."

"Don't worry about it. I've performed here plenty of times. I also do some dancing."

The two performers chatted for awhile. Jordan marveled at Greg's range and singing as the Greg when Jordan sang and danced for a small preview. "You know, maybe we could perform together. I mean singing and dancing are practically a duo," Jordan suggested. Greg contemplated this idea, while on the one hand it could help ease his nerves but he wanted to have a spotlight all on him. Greg sadly declined Jordan's offer, the cute double threat understanding his want for an independent act for the time being.

"Greg, please report to the stage."

"Well, that's my cue," said boy told Jordan.

"Well, then as they say in show biz, 'break a leg'," Jordan commented. Greg gave a nod, heading towards the stage. He took another look at the audience very few members, but hey, an audience was an audience. Arriving on stage, he positioned himself and began to sing.

Greg sang so perfectly, his vocal cords hit every note of the song he sung, making joyous mannerism and gestures while performing. At the end, he did a bow... receiving a round of applause from the audience, which was about twelve people know.

Then Greg found out why the Casino Concert Hall was nicknamed the "Splatter Theater."

The apron part of the stage opened up, squirting a thick green slime at the singer. Greg took the impact as he was to embellished in the applause. It hit a point blank range, the slime smothering him in the bow tie and neck completely. Greg closed his eyes from the impact, not wanting to get the substance in his eyesight. The thick slime continued to spray the singer, pushing him back slightly. The squirting eventually stopped and Greg was far from the front of the stage. Thinking the worst was over, he opened his right eye, looked around, and sighed in relief that it was over...

Before getting gunged with more thick green slime from above. Greg gained a shocked position, his hands up and mouth open from receiving the unexpected shower. The slime shower ended though and Greg was completely drenched in the green substance. He felt humiliated... but it appears the audience loved it. And for an encore, someone had gave him a pie to his slime covered face. He took his leave, slipping a little since he was hurrying offstage and greeted by Jordan, who was giving a slight smirk at Greg's humiliation onstage.

Greg's handsome face was both slimy and creamy from both impacts. His slick brown hair had streaks of green in it now. His clean black tuxedo tails, white dress shirt, and vest were now drenched and stained from the green slime. The white bow tie he had was completely crooked as the performer took slime to his neck. His slacks were dripping and his socks were now in slime filled shoes. His black patent leather dress shoes now had been coated in the slime, not to mention the soles were in a small puddle from the residue and the stage.

Jordan then explained to Greg that when performers appear here for their career, the tech heads tend to get them messy. And he showed know, he likes to perform here and get messy himself.

"Jordan, please report to the stage."

Jordan glanced over at the now slime covered stage, closed his eyes, flashed a smile at Greg before getting up, preparing to perform. As he approached, he took a deep breath... and walked out.

He begun his performance, doing a small musical number he had practiced while singing. Greg, still backstage and dripping, watched his entire performance. Not to mention he was slightly aroused as Jordan danced in the slime as if it was rain. But Greg had to admit, Jordan looked so happy regardless as he danced onstage with his dress shoes getting all slimy on their soles. After he was done performing, Jordan had his hands all spread out like it was the ending of a big musical scene.

Like Greg though, Jordan received a substance to go with his attire.

Jordan closed his eyes, as the apron part of the stage opened up... revealing trumpets. Unfazed, Jordan took several blasts of the same slime in repeated succession from the trumpets. The slime struck Jordan the same way it struck Greg, his tuxedo getting completely covered in it. Having gotten use to the slime from his various performances here, he was able to stand his ground... but was still sliding back since there was still slime on the stage. That led him to getting a one way ticket for the same bucket of slime to drench his attire. And like before, he still had on a smile, taking the gunge with such pleasure. The audience loved the humiliation as they erupted with applause, prompting Jordan to take a bow and leave the stage.

Greg, having seen the performance and gunging, had gained a slight bulge in his drenched slacks when he saw Jordan's full appearance. The double threat's handsome face and dark brown hair had resembled the singer's slime covered head and hair, with more droplets though. Jordan's black tuxedo jacket, cummerbund, and white tuxedo shirt were soaking in the slime. His black bow tie had been crooked like Greg's, his slacks were soaked, and his dress shoes were covered and filled, ruining the socks too. Greg couldn't help but think this whole outfit was practically eye candy to him.

"And there you have it, that's how to have fun on stage while getting slimed," Jordan joked.

Greg snickered a little before getting himself up as Jordan offered to get him a drink. A few hours later at the Casino Concert Hall and they were practically in love with each other. If he came back, Greg would definitely do a two person act with Jordan. Even if they got slimed together, Greg would totally be falling for the double threat onstage and off.