After wiping a few pies from my eyes, I'd get up off the monstrous man underneath me and stand up to see the other guy rolling a trolly of sheet cakes, bowls of custard and more thick, various cream pies in our direction. Before lumber jack can get up off the floor, while he's on his knees, I pick up a bowl of custard and pour it over his head. With his face still dripping of coconut cream pie, he leans back and moans while the custard cascades over his giant, muscular body.

The men I'm sharing this messy experience with are really turning me on, I can't wait for more!

Before I know it, the first guy who came in tonight is balancing a huge, colorful, frosted, sheet cake and he's motioning for me to assist him in delivering it to our newest victim, who is now up off the floor, standing tall, with his hands behind his back and enormous chest puffed up, he asks "Now what are you boys gonna do with that deliciously creamy cake?"

We smash the cake into his face, chest and abs, smearing it up and down, colorful frosting of blues, greens, yellows, reds paint the muscular man. We drop the sheet of cardboard supporting the cake and enjoy the view of our messy destruction. My eyes are fixed on the frosting smeared all over his pecs, without hesitation we both begin to smack our hands on his torso, cake and cream flying everywhere. Then we just allow our hands to glide over his creamy body, enjoying the ripples and mountains of muscle and creamy substances together.

Giant dude enjoys our play and pins us both under his armpits, he guides us to the trolly and forces our faces into the vanilla, cream cakes ontop of the trolly. Our faces become layered with cake frosting and cream and he releases us from his mighty grip.

The three of us pick up a few pies and stand ready for the next move to be made. All of us are covered in dessert, our cannons throbbing with desire and delight, licking our lips and enjoying this moment of anticipation.