Nick woke up on the floor of the garage with his pants down around his knees and an unconscious Chuck next to him. He leaned up against a car and started to pulled his pants up, before catching sight of his shriveled cock and balls. Nick knew his dick was well below average but he loved it all the same, now however, it looked like a new borns. He was almost afraid to touch it out of fear it would fall off. He held his breath and gently stroked his little guy. It's smaller size meant all the nerves were condensed, immediately he was rock hard. Nick couldn't stop it, he came. A small stream of cum shot out and landed near a still out Chuck. Nick looked over and saw Chucks pants were down too. Chuck was so proud of his hog, everyone had seen it. Now it looked a lot like Nick's. What had happened? Why? How? Nick felt disoriented. All he could remember was a faint memory of Andy Gloudeman on his knees. This was Andy's fault he knew it.