My dumb housemate
Hey folks, my first post here, long time lurker though.

I have a dumb housemate, I will call him Lee, for that is his name etc. He is like a labrador puppy, always eager to please and open to suggestion.

One summer evening he spied a can of aerosol Deep Heat I had for a sprained knee.
'Can I spray some on my knees?' he asked.
'Sure' says I, 'Knock yourself out'
He goes and sprays a liberal amount on his knees and shortly I hear him from another room exclaiming how hot it was.

Roll on a couple of days and he sees the can again. Having just shaved his head I see a possible dare.
'Spray some on your head' I suggested, he complied
'It's well hot.'
'Spray some on your balls, I dare you.'
'OK!'
Having done that, he claimed that rather than hurting, it felt alright and was actually rather pleasurable.
'Try your bellend.' He actualy did it, I couldn't believe he was going through with it. After that I suggested he sprayed someon his rusty sherrif's badge which he again did. When the heat relly started to kick in he was getting noticeably more worked up. To cool him down I suggested he take a nice little run in the street, only, because of the areas affected he should do it naked.

As he sprinted off down the street wearing nothing but a stupid grin and a pair of socks he stopped to wave at a middle aged lady who was walking home, she didn't look so much shocked and offended as mildly bemused and maybe a little intrigued.

What was his prize for all of this? A half empty can of Deep Heat.

Apologies for length, but even with a cool breeze on the nuts it was hanging loose.

Back to the lurking for me.
(mister kevin wants to be more like Matt Berry, Wed 7 Nov 2007, 0:54, 1 reply)

Half empty can to you maybe
but half full to your mate by the sounds of it.
(oneinthepink is at your cervix m'lady, Wed 7 Nov 2007, 9:56, closed)