As Steve's anger grew, so did his length. Soon he was 4 towering feet of solid manflesh. Bobby sat down on the toilet for greater comfort, his enormous balls resting on the floor. Ryan and Carter watched as the huge fold of Steve's hairy scrotum landed on them. They joined in by rubbing the huge testicles above them.An insane pleasure wiped out all thought of Steve's. Bobby's hands continued rubbing up and down. Steve could only think one thought, he wanted to throw up. The veins in his sides throbbed. He tasted a salty liquid, before it dripped out of his mouth. Bobby moaned,
"What a brother!"
His balls drew in and he contracted.
"Finally," thought Steve, "I can cum!"
His lips opened in the thrust, but nothing came out. A maddening pain stole through his balls.
Eric, who had been pushed down to Bobby's knees, and was feeling rather stretched, mused,
"Steve must not be able to produce cum."
"Impossible, we had an orgasm last night!"
"It must have been the last load of your old balls."
The pain in Steve's balls grew even worse. Beneath them, Ryan and Carter jeered,
"Haha! You've got blue balls!"
Steve quickly shrunk back to a more normal 6 inches, his pain becoming too great for pleasure. He was not able to focus on anything, but his anguish. Bobby painfully got dressed and glanced at the clock.
"Shit, I'm almost late for baseball practice!"