"Chad's hardening, give me the popsicle stick, Chris," ordered Keith.
Yeow! screamed Chad as he felt a two-by-four rammed up his bum. The expression of Chad's face embossed on the
"Now the ice chest," Keith said, "Time to put Chad to bed before I suck him down."
"You are gonna suck Chad, Keith?"
"Huh? No, I mean, he's popsicle, so I'm going to lick him?" Keith said making a face, "No, that sounds gay too. Uh."
"Hey, I read about a guy online who put HotIce on a popsicle and shoved it up this jock's ass," Chris mentioned.
"I'm not shoving Chad up my ass!" said Keith.
"Not you, his buddy Rick. Remember he shoved a banana and cucumber up his ass?"
"He lost a bet," said Keith.
"Who makes a bet like that? Besides it was either a banana or a cucumber. But he stuck both up. Anyway, I bet he'd pay for IcyHot Chadsicle up his bum, and if we vid it, we got major blackmail footage," whispered Chris conspiratorially.
"You think?" said Keith thoughtfully. The idea of Chad melting inside his football receiver's rectum seemed pretty hot. "Well, it can't hurt to ask?"
"And I got Chad's transformation from jock to jocksicle on my phone!" Chris said excitedly. He had a crush on Rick, but until now Rick had ignored him, but now maybe he'd get a shot at the jock's bubble butt.