Bobby laughed, and plinked his new testicle to set his scrotum swinging.
"Say guys, Matt was kind enough to fill one of my empty slots, but I need somebody to hang out with him. Any volunteers?"
"You want one of us to volunteer to be your left testicle?" Zach asked in disbelief pointing.
"No," Bobby replied calmly, "Matt's my left testicle, I want someone to be his mate and my right testicle."
Before Zach could reply, Matt's buddy Sam walked into the shower room.
"Hey, where's Matt?" he demanded.
"He's hanging around here somewhere," Bobby replied.
There was nervous laughter from the other naked players.
"Well, if you see him tell him I really need to see him," Sam said.
"Say do you want to hang with him, Sam?"
Zach shook his head violently and mouthed the word "NO" behind Bobby's back, but Sam didn't get the warning.
"Yeah, I want to hang with Matt, so where is he?"
"Right here," Bobby answered holding up his left testicle.
"What happened to your other ball-uh, what the-?" Sam could feel something happening to him.
"Oh, thanks for volunteering to hang with Matt, Sam!" Bobby laughed as the helpless guy found himself being sucked into Steve's gaping hole.
In a few agonizing seconds, all that remained as evidence of Sam entering the showering room was the heap of wet clothing at Bobby's feet, and the fact that two balls now hung in Bobby's balsac.