On their way home Jesse kept muttering curses to himself. “Great… Just fucking GREAT!” Andy's pants and underwear were very tight. He could feel his underwear digging into his behind as it desperately tried to contain his package, a lot of boy meat stuffed inside them, a potential 21 inches stuffed inside. His jeans' zipper was sliding down from the pressure as he quickly and quietly tried to pull it up. It was almost stuck but he managed but then he felt a sting from his bladder. He looked at Jesse with begging eyes and on a soft humble tone said. “Could you pull over at the next gas station, I need to pee.”
Jesse peered at him with eyes full of rage. “Fuck, no! We are going home right now! Hold it in!”
Andy suddenly winced at the rough response. Then suddenly Jesse winched as a sharp sting was felt in his crotch. "FUCK! NOo!" Jesse almost let go of the steering wheel be corrected himself in a moment. Andy snapped forward as his underwear dug into his skin, his bulge became even larger and his zipper was now truly struggling. It looked like he'd stuffed a beach ball in there. The pressure on his bladder was increased and he groaned painfully. “Big Bro, please... pull over.” Jesse muttered curses and drove into the gas station just up ahead.
He pulled over near the toilets and looked around as he turned off the engine. He pulled up the band of his pants and muttered curses. He was down 2 inches and he wasn't even home yet. He looked at Andy who was painfully holding his massive bulging crotch.