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Posted by Ian on January 06, 2021 at 16:39:18

As promised this is the account of our New Years Eve party game with my partner Tony and my two brothers, Charlie and Eddie. Well, almost. We decided at the last minute that the party game mentioned before would take to long to get us meaningfully messy, so we dumped that idea and just went for getting messy as quickly as possible and having fun.

As with Christmas we had a quiet time with just the four of us and my parents at the chateau. Over the Christmas and New Year period Tony did all the catering of main meals (not hard work, he loves doing it), the twins volunteered to prepare snack lunches and I got the job of getting up early and preparing breakfast – I think I drew the short straw there with the “getting up early” bit – but it worked well and everyone had a good time. Just a pity my older brother Sam could not be here as well, but being a single guy he had been ‘volunteered’ to man the phones and deal with any insurance claims that the firm’s prestige clients might make over the period – from what he has said before they can be very demanding and expect instant service; saying “sorry nothing we can do over the Christmas holiday” is not an option! Still, he gets very handsomely paid for what he does by all accounts.

So we all dressed up smartly for our New Years Eve supper – by which I mean no tatty jeans, trackies or sportswear – and by 9pm had cleared away, sat down with brandies or liqueurs and were chatting about what 2021 might bring in terms of business for the chateau. Eventually mum and dad went back to their living room to see the New Year in on the TV. We set up things for getting messy and I was amazed at how much stuff Tony had discovered for us to use. We spread it all out on one of the kitchen counters before opening all the containers and cartons ready for use. We had decided to lay a plastic tarpaulin over part of the floor and tie up the corners and sides to the surrounding counters and surfaces so that the mess didn’t spread out across the whole floor and would be easy to scoop up to re-use again on each other after the initial application. A couple of plastic stackable chairs gave us something to sit on and would be easily cleanable.

Eddie and Charlie volunteered to go first. Eddie was wearing his smart grey jeans and a grey shirt with a red leaf print. Charlie was in tan jeans and a green and white check shirt. They sat in the two chairs and Tony and I made a start by pouring a couple of the many plastic 5 litre bottles of caramel sauce over them. Poured slowly over their heads as they looked up made sure it covered their faces before trickling down their fronts and puddling in their laps, we made sure to pour it over their shoulders and thighs as well – it’s amazing how much of a body you can thickly cover with five litres of sauce, and that was just the start. There followed chocolate sauce in similar quantity, this timed poured down their backs and inside their shirts front and back. They were really messy by then. So we followed it up with a carton cream splashed across their fronts and then Tony asked them to stand up before he poured more cream down inside their jeans, back and front. That really got them both going and there were loud groans when we sat them down again on two cream pies, all nice and squidgy. At this stage we allowed them to rub it all in on themselves and each other before we poured a four litre carton of cold milk over them as they stood there, making them nice and wet as well as messy.

So that first stage went well – for Tony and me at any rate. You can probably imagine what they looked like standing before us dripping milk and their messy clothes sticking to them all over, their faces covered in caramel and chocolate sauce, their hair matted with it as well. They were both grinning from ear to ear though and were very obviously enjoying the experience.

We took our places in the two chairs and awaited our treatment as the twins looked at all the unused stuff, deciding what to use first. I was wearing dark red chinos and a red and white check shirt. Tony was in black jeans and a white and grey stripe shirt.

First off they poured cold milk all over us, a full four litres each. God it was cold. We were both saturated, our darker clothes taking on a white sheen and our shirts turning transparent with the wetness. This was followed up with the chocolate sauce, again a full 5 litres for each of us. I felt really odd as it soaked my hair, ran over my face and then, with eyes closed, feeling it soaking into our shirts and trousers in a heavy sloppy sort of way. Next they squirted us with some cans of fluffy whipped cream all across our fronts and down each arm and across crotch and thighs, before smoothing it in all over. That was nice. They followed it up by asking us to stand up before pouring caramel sauce inside our trousers and then inside our boxer-briefs, both back and front, before asking us to sit down again having squirted more cream over the seat of the chair. Once sat down there was more sauce, this time strawberry, thrown over us and poured inside our shirts, front and back. Ever wanted to know what being a chocolate/strawberry/caramel sundae felt like? Well, I can tell you – cool, sticky and very squishy! Delicious in fact.

After that we dispensed with the chairs and sat on the floor in the mess as we used up the remaining supplies, pouring it all over each other, wrestling each other around in the deepening pool of mess and generally getting everyone else as messy in unusual places as we could. After a while we had all been stripped down to our boxer-briefs and our other clothes were scattered around in the mess on the floor. We ended the event by scooping up as much of the mess as we could into buckets, wringing out the mess from our clothes and dumping them all in a sink, before having one final fling by tipping the mess over each other by the bucket full.

We left the final clearing up until the morning after putting as much of the mess back in the buckets as we could, filling the sink with our clothes in with hot water and wringing them out and leaving them to soak in clean water ready for the washing machine next day. We showered clean in the staff showers adjoining the kitchen and then dashed upstairs to find clean clothes before joining mum and dad for a warming brandy to see in the actual New Year.


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