As you sat in your bed, staring at your computer screen for what felt like an eternity and kept hitting the refresh button over and over again there he finally was, the little green light indicated that Sam was finally online and that you'd get to pick back up where you left off. After a couple of weeks of chatting on one of the popular WAM message boards, you had worked out what each other liked and knew exactly what to say to provoke a reaction out of him. By now, you knew pretty much everything you needed to know about him he lived in the same country (but not city) as you, was 28 years old so not much of an age difference, gay and single, by the looks from his photos about 6ft tall and worked out enough you could see the outline of his muscles without overdoing it.

Most of your chats so far had been relaxed, the usual introductions, likes/dislikes, talking about the few solo WAM experiences you'd had and fantasying about what a duo session might look like. You'd never met up with anyone before, and most likely never would but it was fun to talk about anyway and share ideas regardless. As the green icon lit up you were quick to send the first message "hey man how's things?" and sat back waiting for a response. He wrote back a quick message "I have an idea" and soon things began to heat up. You both retreated to your bedrooms for the evening it was getting late and neither of you wanted questions from your flatmates about who you were furiously messaging or what you could be saying.

He told you that he had a work trip coming to your city in a couple of weeks time and thought you could both use that time to play a bit of a progressive game. He'd hire a hotel room, you'd provide the ingredients and you'd meet up for both of your first sessions with another person. It made you pretty nervous, but the idea was exciting and worth playing along with anyway. Eventually you both decide on a few online games of battleships every game, each ship would represent an item on both sides. The two piece ship would be a pie, the three piece would be a sweet item, the four piece a savoury item, and five piece a bucket of gunge. If you were the first in each game to sink the ship of that size you got to decide what the item was and if you lost the game you got covered in the items. It wasn't going to be all bad news for the loser though each round the loser gets to set a dare that you would play heads or tails for on the day.
It was a bit confusing, but you could work out the details as you went along. Once the rules were set and both of you were already getting excited you agreed tonight you'd play the first game.

Sam suggested that you open the webcams so you could see each other and as you both switched them on you could see he was laying in bed, shirtless the webcam showing his whole, toned upper body bathed in the glow of his bedroom lighting "F*ck you're hot" you messaged you could see him chuckle and type back "You're pretty good looking too". As the game started it was off to a slow, but competitive start. Sam got the first ship, the smallest ship and sent you a link to a new shared document to list everything that was going to be used. Item 1.1 Vanilla Sponge. You read it and called that out as cheating straight away you agreed to pies not cakes and that was out of the rule book. "New rule" he said "What goes on the list stays on the list" It was a harsh rule but you accepted it you'd get your chance later on. In quick succession he also dropped your 4 and 5 piece ships adding baked beans and green gunge to the list. Getting your own back you also destroyed a couple of his ships but he only had one left to find against your three. You manage to find his 3 piece adding chocolate syrup to the list but its all pretty much too late. Only a couple of moves late he finds your last ship, quickly destroying it.

Shocked, you stare at the screen. It reads Vanilla Sponge, Baked Beans, Green Gunge and Chocolate Syrup with your name next to the items. It makes your heart race thinking about getting messy in front of him but you still have one opportunity for revenge. You type out "The coin toss loser must get messy wearing only a pair of rugby shorts". As you hit enter and he his face with a cheeky smirk on, he knows you want to see him all exposed on game day. And with that the little green dot goes invisible and he disappears.

The next few days all go by without much being said- it's only 10 days away and there is still a lot to decide. One day while logged in just before bed, you're surfing pictures checking out all the guys and mess they've gotten up to when a new chat and webcam request pop's up. It's from Sam without hesitating you accept. As you start talking he sends you the link of the place he's booked. It's an AirBnB a bit older and not in great condition but has tiled floors, a private outdoor area and a couple of bathrooms perfect for what you have planned. This time it's your lucky day and it's pretty much a clean sweep in your favour. Opening the document to add your mess you write Chocolate Gateaux, Custard, Mashed Potato and Pink Gunge putting Sam's name and a wink next to each one. He laughs and starts typing, deleting, and typing again he's putting some thought into this one.

"Loser of this coin toss" he writes "gets turned into an ice-cream sundae" You look visibly shook he's fired a massive shot adding Ice cream, sprinkles, bananas and syrup to the list all in one hit and it could be coming your way. You feel yourself bulging in your shorts at the idea, send him a final winking face and close your laptop for the night.

Just a couple of days before you are due to meet, finalising the last few details, you show him the ingredients you have bought so far, a few potential outfits mankini, speedo's, gym gear and some casual trackpants/t-shirt combo's Both of you are about the same size so you agree that you'll sort the clothing out it'll be easier for you to wash later on anyway as he's just passing through the city. Excitedly you open up the last game to play both of you sitting in bed, lights on and playing with yourself as much as your playing the game. It's pretty neck and neck you add red gunge and apple sauce to the list, he adds a whipped cream pie and mushy peas as well. In the end you take it out happy to avoid some pretty gross items but knowing it wasn't over yet. He finally add's to the list, If you lose the final coin toss you must end the session tied up, and covered in a bucket of slops with the sessions leftovers. It's completely evil but he looks pretty proud of himself as he finalised the last few details with you neither one can wait for the rest of the week to be over so you can meet up.




As you pull your car into the driveway, the place looks a bit run-down (not that it matters) and Sam see's your car pull in, coming to the front door to meet you. "Come on in" he says, wearing a casual pair of shorts and a t-shirt, he's already gone through a lot of effort setting this up. In the main lounge room there is a big blue paddling pool ready to go, restraints laying at the side with some long straps attached to furniture and things he could find around the house. "Let me help bring everything in" Sam says as he heads out to your car grabbing a handful of things and a couple of the buckets you'd pre-made earlier. Setting everything down inside you both stare in admiration at everything you have to get through, a mixture of nervous and excitement as you talk through everything checking in with each other that you're both still good to go.
Before things kick off you decide to have a few drinks and pull up the old battleships game again just for laughs and decide every hit a ship takes is a shot that person has to do. By the end of it you're both pretty wasted, loving life, being around each other and all the nervousness has disappeared with you both just getting super excited about what's going to happen. You suggest now might be a good time to get the magic coin to flip out to finish off the details and then its time to start getting messed up. Sam agrees, pulling out a coin and asking you to call it reminding you this first one is to do the whole thing in just a pair of rugby shorts. You call tails, and that's exactly how it lands. Without missing a beat Sam jumps up and decides to get changed straight away, the bag of clothes you brought is open, he sifts through it to find the rugby shorts and then heads off to the bathroom.

When he comes back, it's clear this guy looks even better during the day his pecs are well defined, big shoulders and no love handles around the waist. The pair of rugby shorts expose his quads which stretch the shorts this isn't a guy that skips leg day. You also notice he shaves his chest and legs which probably adds to the definition you can see its making you horny just staring at him in those shorts, clean but about to be completely trashed. So far, he's got double the ingredients you do to get messy in but know that could all change.
He sit's back down on the couch next to you, picks up a beer and sit's cross-legged on the couch as well as being incredibly good looking this is also a dude who can hold his alcohol. The second coin toss he let's you call again, this time for the ice-cream sundae and hoping to make a streak out of it you call tails again. It's your first loss. At this point you're not sure if it's the excitement or the alcohol but you are quite happy letting this stud turn you into a human sundae. The final toss he calls heads, but it isn't in his favour and he lets out a groan. Tying this guy up and covering him in messy slops is just about the best thing you can imagine playfully, you lean in towards him and mess up his perfectly styled, dark brown hair telling him "it'll be fine" and giving him a wink.

"Right! Well lets get started then" he says standing up. "First things first I think it's only fair I get to decide what you wear" At this point you would agree to anything he suggests and chuck him the bag for him to look through. He picks out your gym clothes and speedos and sends you off to get changed. When you come back, he's printed out the list of items for each person against his name he has Whipped Cream Pie, Chocolate Gateaux, Custard, Apple Sauce, Mashed Potato and Mushy Peas as well as Pink and Red Gunge. Next to yours, you have Vanilla Sponge, Baked Beans, Green Gunge and Chocolate Syrup. Along with the Sundae forfeit that makes things about equal you think and with that, the shirtless hunk Sam climbs into the paddling pool and kneels.

"When you're ready bud, come get in here with me" he says as you follow him in, looking around to see all the mess within easy grabbing distance and him sitting there waiting. "Let's start you off with some gunge" you suggest, grabbing the pink bucket from the side. He doesn't say anything, just looks at you innocently and bites his bottom lip slightly, relaxing down in his kneeled position and tilting his head back. As you start to pour, he grabs his tight rugby shorts and starts to give them a bit of a rub, you can see he is hard as a rock under there and enjoying every minute. As the pink gunge flows down over his head it's thick and perfectly smooth, covering his face and sliding along the lines of definition on his arms and chest the definition of his back muscles glistening in the pink gunge. It pools in his crotch as he rubs himself and gunge covers his thighs. As the bucket empties you stand back, looking at your amazing work of art and the only spot of him left untouched are the soles of his feet, tucked up under his perfect bubble butt.

"How does that feel?" you ask him "It's so much better when someone else is pouring" he replies. "It must be your turn now right?" You admit, he does look amazing and you can't wait to be under that waterfall of gunge. "Yeap give it to me" you reply moving around him, standing in the gunge for the first time it feels slimy, slippery and oozes between your toes. "Mess me up Sam" you command and he grabs the green bucket of gunge. As you sit down cross legged exactly where he sat moments ago he leans over and dribbles just the first little bit of gunge over your heads. It covers your head, face and dribbles down your neck before he stops. "I'm going to need you to hold open those shorts for me" he says and you oblige. Looking down he can see your raging hard-on and proceeds to pour the warm, thick gunge straight in until your speedos and shorts fill up. "Shirt too please" he commands as you pull open the neck for him to empty the remainder down your front and then back. Eventually the bucket empties and you rub the green slime all over, covering every spot of your gym wear and grabbing pools of it from around your bare feet and pouring it into your shorts, giving yourself a playful jerk-off as you do. Sam kneels next to you and grabs your cock, swapping your hand for his as you continue to play in the mess. You weren't expecting things to go this way but definitely aren't going to stop it now.

Eventually you've covered every spot in gunge, and Sam stops rubbing you asking you how it feels. You reply "amazing" and get him to help you stand up. As you do, you both smile at each other and you grab the chocolate gateaux from the side. "How do you want this" you ask "Do I really have a choice?" he replies. Without hesitating, you hold the bottom of the cake with one hand, his head with your other and lift the cake up, directly into his face the cake disintegrates with bits of whipped cream, chocolate sauce and base being pushed out the sides, over your hands as you wipe the cake up, and over his hair it falls apart completely his face now a mix of dark chocolate sauce, brown cake mix and white whipped cream which he licks from around his lips clearly enjoying it. He picks up the vanilla sponge and does exactly the same to you. It feels cold pressed against your face completely immersed in the cake and sponge cream mixture. There's something about having this stud holding your face into this cake mix that's incredibly horny as your bulge presses against your gunge covered shorts and speedos.

As he drops the carboard plate it was on to the floor, you both laugh at each other covered in your respective cakes and lock eyes. Sam leans in for a kiss which you happily open your mouth for, passionately kissing him, licking the cake from around each others lips and grabbing each others gunge covered bodies. Once the moment passes, he glances at you, all the remaining mess and suggests you both have a lot to get through and he wants to get the savoury stuff over with. Feeling confident you order him to the ground, laying on his back while you order the mess next to him. The first thing you grab is the mashed potato which goes straight down his shorts and you naturally massage around, his rock hard cock letting out a bit of precum as you do. The peas you grab and pour all over his torso, down both of his legs as you shake the last bit of beans out of the can. They're cold and as soon as it hits him his nipples go rock hard and you mix around the mess all over his pecs and chest. You tell him to roll over in the messy slops and pull down the back of his shorts, spreading his cheeks slightly and grabbing handfuls of the gunge, potato and pea mix and let it slide down through his crack. He moans a bit and tells you how good that feels and to just wait for your turn. You ask if he want's the sweet as well now and he replies yes, pulling the back of his shorts up, sitting up and gets back onto his knees.

Grabbing the couple of cartons of custard you have, you get ready to pour them over him when he looks up at you, pulls down the front of your shorts and starts to suck you off. You pause, looking down at him covered in mess and he pulls back telling you to cover him in the custard and apple sauce while he sucks you off. As you do it dribbles down over his head, covering your shaft as he sucks backwards and forwards giving the best lubrication you could even imagine. "That feels so good" you tell him, continuing to empty the contents onto him as the bright yellow custard mixes in with the pink gunge and lumpy peas having a hunk like this sucking you off is the stuff of fantasies you think to yourself. Your careful not to blow your load (yet anyway) and want to see what else he might have in store. "It must be your turn now" he tells you as you pull back, out of his mouth and agree.

He pauses for a moment and says "actually I have an idea" "lets turn you into that human sundae now" You playfully agree with him and ask where he wants you. He tells you to strip down to your speedo's and get down on all fours. You acknowledge, stripping off the gunge covered shirt and shorts discarding them to one side. He grabs and positions you around so you are on your hands and knees looking at him. "Well first" he says "We're going to need the bananas". He grabs one from the side of the pool, peeling it, drizzling some chocolate sauce over it and placing it in your mouth. As this point you couldn't agree or disagree with anything even if you wanted to. He peels another one and grabs your lower back, you can feel him fingering around before slowly, a sauce covered banana is slid in. You groan, relaxing as it goes deeper and deeper before you've taken the whole banana out of the peel with your arse and laying there, banana in both ends. He grabs the remainder of the chocolate sauce and covers the rest of your body with it before opening the icecream container, lifting the half-melted block out and rubbing it all over you.

He gets you to turn around and lay down on your back lifts your legs up and pours the remainder of the melted icecream all around your hole, sliding the banana in and out slightly with it. As he places your legs on the ground, he opens the packet of sprinkles and whipped cream and proceeds to cover the entire front of your body as well. "How does that feel now? He asks "F*cking incredible" you reply. "Well now all we have left to do is cover you in the rest of your substances as you sit up, pull your speedos back over your arse keeping the banana in place and he opens the cans of baked beans. He doesn't give you any warning for this one, tipping the two cans straight over your head. You bite off the end of the banana in your mouth and shut your lips tight a sundae/baked beans combo isn't really what anyone wants, but looking up you definitely want him inside you. Realising he'd used all the chocolate syrup before on you, your mess was now over with just one final forfeit to go.

You order him to sit down with his legs out against the side of the pool while you grab the restraints. You grab a pair of short ones that will be perfect for his hands. "Lean forward and put your hands behind your back" you order and he follows your commands to the word. As you lean down to attach the Velcro cuffs to his hand you can feel his mouth playing with your bulge it makes your butt tense as you feel the banana start to slide out and into your speedos. You bend over, grabbing the sides of his shorts and sliding them off "I don't think you'll be needing these anymore" you tell him and get the restraints for each ankle, spreading his legs wide as the restraints stretch to furniture outside the mess, wrapping the Velcro cuffs around his feet and locking the stud in place. "Right time for the final bucket" you say, grabbing the red bucket of gunge to the side. Instantly his cock stands to attention waiting for this fresh bucket of gunge
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You stand over the top of him, starting with his head, pouring slowly to cover every bit of his mess covered body, down over his completely vertical cock and along his legs to the tips of his toes. You stand back to admire your work and slide the speedos off with all the ice cream and banana mess falling to the floor. No words needed and this point, you get down and straddle him, his warm cock against your backside spreading your cheeks you rise up slightly and then straight down onto his cock, taking him all inside you in one smooth motion. You see his eyes close as he leans back, thrusting up inside you its pretty much all he can you, you've taken complete control of the situation. Riding him, you remember the last past of the forfeit to have buckets of leftovers poured all over and as you flex up and down, with your hands you scoop some of the mess from the pool into one of the empty buckets. You decide though, this one's for you and pour it over your head, flowing down over your body and around your bouncing cock he's staring at you as the mess slides down your body, flexing and tensing with every pulse. You do this a few more times, alternating buckets between your body and his as both of your breathing starts to synchronise. It's getting shallow and your both getting close to finishing off so you switch from buckets to grabbing your cock as you lean over him while he thrusts up into you.

He tells you that he's getting close, and you tighten your grip on your cock all the mess you're covered in you can barely feel the texture of your hand and make the effort to slide all the way up and down his cock, you want him to empty his load inside you. "I'm close" you tell Sam "Me too" he replies and with one last hard pulse you feel his warm load empty inside you and you squirt all over his chest. It's exhausting and you collapse down on him, layers of gunge, food and mess between you as he slides himself out. You take a minute to rest on top of him and then reach to start releasing him from his restraints. It's still complete ecstasy you think to yourself as you survey the slops covered pool and naked hunk laying in the middle. It must be time for a shower for you both as you help him up, holding his body close the clean up can wait till after you've cleaned each other in the shower.