Checkin' the room out, Scott saw the ladder. Could he somehow fall off the ladder, and in the process, spill paint all over himself? It was pretty far-fetched, he wanted something a little more subtle...., but he'd keep the ladder idea in mind. He then focused on the old wooden chair, that they sometimes stood on, and sometimes sat on. A great idea popped into his head! What if he 'accidentally' sat in wet paint? What would Cody's reaction be? Would he get upset, would he think it was funny?

Scott got more and more excited about this, but in order to set it up properly, he really needed Cody to leave the room. Then, as if Cody was readin' his mind, Cody said, "How's your beer?"

Scott still had about a third of a bottle left, and he really didn't need another beer, but if it would get Cody outta' the room, so be it. Scott chugged the beer down and said, 'I'm game!"
"Two frosty-cold long-necks comin' up!" Cody responded, and he left to get the beers.

Scott couldn't believe that he was really gonna' do this, but he was gettin' so worked up and charged about it, it was the only thing that he wanted to do! Setting himself up to sit in wet paint! 'F**K' his good leathers and boots! Scott brought a can of paint over to the chair, and dripped some of the white paint onto the seat of it. 'Oh Hell, why not', he thought, and dripped some more paint onto the chair. The chair was fortunately on the other side of the room where Cody was workin', so Scott thought he wouldn't notice the set-up. The guys had found a couple of old cans of paint while they were workin', and had debated what to do about 'em. Toss em', or check em' out? Scott moved the cans closer to the chair. 'F**K!', his cock was gettin' stiff in anticipation of what was gonna' happen! Havin' set everything up, Scott went back to where he was workin' and pretended to be doin' a little 'touch-up'.

Cody came back with the beers, "Boy, if these get any colder, I think they might freeze up!"
Scott went over to meet Cody and took his beer. The guys toasted bottles, and Scott thought how hot Cody looked in his paint-splattered gear. Would he end up lookin' like this too? He sure hoped so..... Scott glanced over to the old cans of paint and said, "What do you wanna' do with those old cans?"

Cody thought a bit and said, "Well, I thought about just tossin' 'em, but I guess we should take a look at 'em to see if any of 'em are worth savin'. Check 'em out if you want."
"Uh, okay," Scott replied. His plan was going perfectly! Cody went back to work, and Scott walked over to the chair. 'F**K'!, he was really gonna' do it! Scott sat down on the chair. He could feel the paint soak through the denim in the ass of his jeans. 'F**K!', so much for his new 501's!
Acting as nonchalantly as he good, even though he was so lovin' what he just did, Scott picked up a can of paint. The dried-up paint on the outside of the can indicated it was Barn Red. Scott shook the can, brought it up closer to listen to it, then shook it again. Well, there was somethin' in there. Scott pried the lid off, and a big smile came across his face. He just had a great idea! Bringing the can of paint onto his lap, Scott wrapped his two gloved hands around the can. "Hey Cody, watch this." Cody looked over as Scott slowly lifted the can up, bringing it up so that it was bein' positioned over his head.

Cody laughed and said, "What are you gonna' do?" As innocently as he could, Scott just replied, "Well, I just thought I'd check out this can of paint." Cody was totally enjoyin' this. "Go for it! Do it!", he said.
"I don't know, " Scott replied, "It might make a big mess."
"Hell, I don't care, that's why there's a big tarp on the floor. Go for it! Do it!" Cody replied.
"Well, if you say so....", was Scott's response, and he slowly started to tilt the can upside down.

Cody was really getting into it now. Scott was gonna' dump a can of paint over his head! This was great! Cody actually felt himself gettin' hard! He had so wanted to see Scott trash up his leathers, and now he was gonna' do it! 'F**K!', his cock was even gettin' more boned-up!

"Well, here goes!", said Scott, as he quickly turned the can upside down. And........nothing.........came.........out........... of the can. Scott looked up into the can of paint, and had a big, goofy grin on his face. Cody's expression went from laughter and great anticipation to one of confusion and disappointment.

"Hey.....", was all Cody could say. He had so thought Scott was really gonna' dump a can of paint over his head. "What was that all about?"
Scott laughed and said, "I don't know how long you've had this can, but the paint in here is hard as a rock."
"Gee, and here I thought you were really gonna' do it," Cody responded rather disappointedly.
"Well if I keep drinkin', I just might," Scott replied with laughter.
'Well drink-up!" Cody said as he raised his bottle in a salute, and Scott laughed, raised his bottle back at Cody, and drank some more beer....