Chris and Keith grinned as Rick watched the vid of Chad shrinking into popsicle. Rick was already sporting a massive woody, and the video wasn't even half done. He was hooked.
Chris nodded toward Rick's tented crotch. Keith's grin grew wider and he nodded back.
"Damn, Chad's actually a friggin' popsicle? I can't believe it," Rick said in a questioning tone. His face said he could believe it, and wanted Chadsicle for his very own. A wet spot grew visible on his tented jeans.
"So anyway Chris was telling me about this quarterback online who had a popsicle covered with IcyHot or BenGay shoved up his bung hole. Then we remembered you put a cucumber and a salami up yours. So naturally we wondered..."
"It was a banana not a salami, and I peeled and ate it afterwards. So you were wondering if I'd let you two cover Chad with burning linament and shove him up my ass. Well, the answer is no. But if you coated him in tabasco sauce, I'd let you shove Chadsicle up my backside, pull out the partially melted guy, and eat him up. Now what should we do?"
Rick grinned. Both Chris and Keith were sporting boners now. Rick didn't really believe Chad was a popsicle. He figured Chad was in on this prank, and Rick was going to call Chad's bluff. Rick had pranked Chad a dozen times in the past month, so he was expecting a prank. He'd give Chad points for imaginative thinking, and enlisting Keith and Chris was a stroke of genius.