So early one evening, I was in bed with a friend (the same guy I wrote my shaving cream story about). We were both in white briefs. I rolled him onto his stomach to rub his back, our briefs rubbing together as I pressed my hardon onto his butt. As I've always done, I spread a lot of lube on his briefs, jank my erection thru my fly and push into his butt. We do this to get the lube warm. I continue to add lube as his briefs go translucent, soaking his balls, hole and elastic waist band. I always use a lot of lube. This time I had finally planned to use chocolate syrup. A full bottle was just hidden to the side of the bed so I was able to reach it without him noticing. Since his butt was already wet, I added the syrup without him knowing. The color contrast btwn the white briefs the syrup was amazingly cool. I leaned onto his butt and "darkened" my briefs. I spread more but now the chocolate smell was taking over the room. So of course he noticed. He says he's smelling chocolate and I leaned onto his shoulders with a hand full of syrup and slid down his arm. He was initialy shocked and then laughed. He rolled onto his side as I smeared his chest. I put a whallop in his hand and he smeared my chest. I grabbed his dick thru his briefs with a hand full and stroked. We were kissing and licking each other, laughing the whole time. Then here's where we learned a lesson. We went to shift our position and as we pulled away from each other, the syrup had dried and the painful separation pulled out some of my chest hair. It was bummer to realize this game was over. We jumped into a hot shower in our briefs to wash out the syrup and to finish what we started. The chocolate syrup wouldn't completely wash out and it took a full washings with bleach. I have recently learned to try chocolate pudding, so buddy beware. We might be arm in arm covered in chocolate again sometime soon - I hope.