Mentholated for his pleasure

I made a prophylactic stop at Lawson and noticed a brand which looked like a box of cigarettes. Even the name was reminiscent of tobacco products: "Kansai Condom Menthol". Amused with the design I invested in a box. Later that night I discovered that the menthol label was no mere aesthetic adornment. About a minute into a nocturnal test drive I noticed my manhood beginning to tingle. I initially dismissed it as the result of friction, but it persisted, until it felt like I was having sex with a large mint Lifesaver. Not painful, but distracting. You have been warned.

Comments

[hage]

You describe your half of the experience, but what about hers? Is the menthol only on the inside? Please tell me you weren't that self absorbed that you didn't think to ask....