"Hey buds, you in here?"
Sounds like Lester's just arrived, and with perfect timing at that! You leave your cleaning stuff in the bathroom as you rush to greet him.
"I don't see what the hell was so important," he starts, a marked irritation in his voice, "that you needed me here right this minute. You sure it... hey, what's that behind your back?"
Blushing profusely, you turn to show him.
"AH HA HA HA HA! Wow, is that... it is! HAH! What, did your wife want something a little kinkier tonight?"
You blush even more, feeling immense embarrassment from his words, and just tell him that it's stuck.
"STUCK?!?" With this he falls to the floor, his torrents of laughter making you feel almost angry. Finally, after over a minute of this, he seems to (mostly) regain his composure. "I'm sorry man, that's just the funniest shit I've heard in ages. Don't worry, I'll help you get it off... even though I don't know why you'd want to give up an ass that fine!" He laughs a bit at his last joke, but as he notices that you don't find any of this funny he stops and gets a bit more serious.
To start with, he gets up close to inspect the thing. That's what he ends with too, since your bowels let go with incredible force the second he's within range. You hear muffled screaming and turn to see Lester, his head and arms now coated with the latex. He struggles in vain as the rubbery globs take on definite shapes.