Roger looks down at the frightened man, "Mike, you better tell me what the hell is going on here."
Mike explains to Roger the whole story of Jeff and Josh and how the Jock Spray is supposed to work. He then gathers up enough courage to look up at Roger and tell him, "I'm sorry that I did this to you."
Mike curls up in a fetal position for he fears that the giant of a man that is holding him in his palm will squish him like a bug. Roger holds up his huge arm and flexes it in front of Mike, "Sorry? Your sorry for wanting to be me? You know how hard it is for someone my height to gain any muscle mass. I'm going to be unstoppable on the court now. Sorry, hell if I were you I would want to be me."
Mike stands up in Rogers palm, "So you're not going to hurt me?"
Roger laughs, "I would say that you got what you deserve and besides we are friends and I'm going to keep you with me always, close to my..."
Roger pulls off his torn pants and Mike feels nauscious when he sees that Roger is wearing his own jock strap. Roger pulls the elastic band forward and his massive member jumps up from its' confinement. "..cock. Ok Mike, in you go." Roger drops Mike in and snaps the band shut.
Roger grabs his "package" and makes an adjustment, "Feels great Mike. Take care of my cock and I will take care of you. I'm going to put on some sweats and then I've got another score to settle. By the way, how's the air down there?"