As Dylan's knees crushed Brent's enormously swollen balls, there was a slurping noise.
Brent sighed in relief as his balls shifted to normal size and weight. The momentum of Dylan's attack continued to propel him into Brent whose body pancaked underneath Dylan. Brent's neck stretched out, and his head shouted at Dylan, "What do you think you're doing?"
The two now both rubber young men proceeded to grapple and twist their stretchy bodies, as they rolled all over the basement floor. At last the two came to a stop unable to move anymore. Brent and Dylan had literally tied themselves into a giant human knot.
"Oh, great," moaned Brent.
Dylan was silent. They lay there for a long time. Then they heard someone upstairs.
"Do you think that's your folks, Brent? Maybe we should shout?"
"I don't think it's my folks. They're on a cruise for the weekend remember, Dyl?"
"Oh, yeah," said Dylan, "Do you think that's Jimmy?"