"Marty! You've got big balls!"
Marty turned red with embarrassment and quickly rolled onto his stomach as four pairs of eyes swivelled in his direction. William might be his best friend but he sure took a delight in making life difficult at times, and this was one of his favorite stirs. The best tactic was usually to just ignore him, but when he saw everyone else grinning at him he knew his balls were going to be the topic of conversation for the next few minutes.
"I reckon they must be the biggest set in college!"
This was James, and for him to say that meant that he must be a bit buzzed from their celebratory drinks. The six of them had trained together for years and after last night's win at the inter-college swimming competition, everyone voted for a pool party at William's. Not only was he a bit crazy, but he had the biggest pool, and his folks were away for the weekend.
"How would you know? You been checking everyone out?"
James wasn't fazed by Jason's dig at all. Nothing much worried James, who was usually fairly quiet and reserved.
"No way Jason! But how can you not notice them? They look like a couple of baseballs."
"No! Baseballs are too round! They're shaped more like eggs!"
Everyone started arguing about what shape they were and despite the grin on his face, Marty was praying for the topic to change.
"Roll over Marty! And let's have a look!"
"No way! My balls are private! If you want to look at balls then look at your own!"
Whoops! Bad move! Never challenge William because he always took it up. Marty should have just turned over and listened to the comments however embarrassing, because the grins suddenly got bigger, and there were five bodies pouncing towards him. Marty flipped himself over quickly, trying to save the situation a bit.
"There! Are you happy now?"
But it was too late and he was held flat on his back with one person holding each limb. Marty made the mandatory struggle but he knew it was completely hopeless, with every one of them being fit and strong. Oh no! With a feeling of impending doom Marty saw that the one not holding him was William, and knew that the grin on his face meant bad news.
"Boy! Marty! You really have got big balls! You shouldn't wear these speedos, you know, because they make them stand out!"
"Ah! Remember William! Regulations! Two inch sides! Light blue racers! We all have to wear them!""
That's at swimming! We're home now!"
"But you're all wearing the same!"
"Yes! But our balls don't bulge out like yours!"
Jason piped up here.
"John's do!"
Five pairs of eyes focused on John's equipment.
"And so do James!"
Five pairs of eyes shifted to the bulges in James' speedos, then William went on.
"Well all right! They do but not as much! So what shape are they Marty? Baseballs or eggs?"
"Basketballs!"
Everyone laughed, but William reached across and Marty jumped as his balls were groped through his speedos.
"They feel like eggs to me! James! Do you think they feel round?"
James looked for a second, then grinned and reached forward with one hand.
"I think you're right! They don't really feel round at all! What do you guys think?"
Marty jumped each time he was touched and the feeling of doom came back as a tingle started in his groin. John made things worse. He noticed that when he groped Marty's balls they reacted.
"Hey! Look! They're alive! They move by themselves!"
This started a whole new round of gropes and touches to see how much movement they could cause, and Marty felt himself start stiffening. Jason was the first to notice.
"Hey! James! They must be baseballs!"
"Why?"
"Well look! He's got a baseball bat!"
Marty felt his whole face and neck burning with embarrassment and he looked at James.
"Ah! Can I get up?
I'd like to jump in the pool -- Ah! -- for a while!"
There was no response at all. Everyone's interest was drawn to the one part of Marty's body which was completely out of his control.
"Wow! Look at it grow!
Do you reckon it will stay in those speedos?"
John jiggled his fingers against Marty's balls once more to see if they were still alive.
"Hey! Feel this! They're all tight and hard now!"
Four new sets of fingers checking this interesting new development was way too much for Marty, and horizontal growth went vertical. There were cheers all around as he pulled a total woody, the top of his cock popping into view and heading towards his belly.
Oh my God! Total embarrassment and complete dread for what might happen next. Marty knew this was a major event for his friends and they would make the most of it. There was silence for a while then everyone started their comments at once. Jason seemed to be impressed with Marty's fast response.
"Boy! Did you see how fast it grew? Do you always get woodies that easily Marty?"
Marty definitely wasn't going to answer that one. Jason reached and jiggled Marty's balls again.
"Do you think it will get any bigger? Just as well his speedos are on! It looks like it would chase us if it got free."
"You wish Jason! It can chase you if you like but leave me out of it!"
William brought them all back to the centre of attention.
"You and Jason can chase each other as much as you like later Paul! We still haven't worked out what shape these balls are."
"Well they're definitely not round!"
"John! They never are!"
"How do you know?"
"Well! Mine aren't so they're probably the same as everyone else!"
"Is everyone the same?"
"I suppose so!"
James butted in now. "That's silly! Why would they all be the same? Cocks aren't so why should balls be?"
"That makes sense! Let's have a closer look!"
"You can't really tell with his speedos on."
"Well take them off then!"
"No way! You take them off if you want to look more closely."
"Are you joking? And let that thing escape!"
Everyone laughed again but Marty knew what would happen now, and sure enough it was William who used both hands to pull the speedos down past Marty's knees to his ankles, and then with the help of James and Paul who were holding his legs, right off.
"Jeez! Look at those baby makers!"
"God! They are big aren't they? No wonder they hardly fit into his speedos!"
Everyone looked for a moment and then the shape was carefully investigated while Marty jumped and wriggled at the ticklish sensations.
"They look round when they're tight, but they're not really. Trust Jason to be right when it comes to balls!"
Jason didn't say anything, but William put his arms round his shoulders. Marty had caught him out about six months ago when he found some gay porn in his temporary Internet folder. He said he was just curious but they all knew it was a bit more than that, and they kept stirring him whenever they caught him the checking them out. Everyone did the group grin and James gave Jason an opening.
"Go on Jason! See if you can get one hand around them. We'll all have a go after you!"
Marty stared at him. They were really going to play with his balls? When James said to do things they all just did them. Jason looked at Marty with a grin.
"Sorry Marty! I'm doing this under orders!"
"As if!" Thought Marty.
Jason reached over but it was awkward, and William jumped to take his place, holding Marty's arm. Marty just about quivered at the feeling when Jason pulled his balls down with one hand and tried to circle them with the other. He couldn't, so he pushed up from underneath and made them stick out.
"That's all I can do! They're too tight!"
James, and then the others, all had a turn, with William trying last.
"They're too big! How did you get them so big Marty?"
"Well William! We eat gooses eggs in our place, not sparrows eggs!"
Paul didn't always catch on to things too quickly but when he did he really enjoyed it and this time he let out a big laugh.
"Ha! William! He reckons you've got sparrows balls. That's a good one!"
William lost that round, but not for long because he whispered in Paul's ear.
"What? He ties weights to them! I'd like to see that!"
William whispered in his ear again. Paul laughed.
"He reckons Jason stretches them for him!"
"Oh yeah! More likely it's William sucking on them! They just about live at each other's place."
"Jason! They'd never fit! I reckon he probably uses the vacuum cleaner!"
"Oh my God! Just imagine it! Marty jumping around with the Hoover hanging off him!"
John spoke up now.
"I know the real reason!"
Everyone looked at him, including Marty, because this sounded half serious.
"What? Go on!"
"Well! It's like your muscles! The more you use them the bigger they get. He makes so much baby juice they've expanded to hold it all. He must beat off every time he's by himself!"
This was the best theory yet and led to a discussion of Marty's wanking habits.
"I reckon he does it at least three times a day!"
"Just because you do Jason, doesn't mean that I'm the same."
"Well look how quickly he gets a woody! I reckon he can't keep his hands off it!"
"He does it in the mornings when he has a shower!"
"Sure William!"
"Yes you do! You always make that moaning sound near the end and I can hear it from the bedroom."
"He told me he did five times one night when he was bragging about what is a stud he is!"
"Jason! I did not!"
"Yes you did! We'd been drinking and I told you I did it three times and you said you did five times from when you got home till you went to sleep!"
"Five times?"
Everyone was fascinated with this news and wanted to know more.
"Wow! Is that true Marty?"
It was James asking the question in direct mode, so Marty couldn't tell a fib.
"It might be!"
The looks and grins crisscrossed and Marty knew that he was now the champion wanker of the group, and would hear about it for the rest of his life. John was delighted.
"See! I was right! He does it so much they had to grow!"
Paul was thinking about this then he looked at William.
"That means William never does it then, because he's got sparrows balls!"
Everyone laughed at the look on William's face. He was trapped into saying he did it, or looking like a dork.
"They're not sparrows balls, and I do it as much as anyone!"
James settled everything.
"Everyone does it Paul! If they tell you they don't they're probably fibbing!"
Paul looked at everyone and they gave him a little nod and a grin. A big smile burst onto his face.
"I do it too! It's fun isn't it?"
"Yes it is Paul, but only talk about it to our group okay!"
Paul nodded and attention turned back to Marty. William grinned at him then lifted his boner till it was straight up, then let it spring back.
"Hey! Look! It's one of those ancient catapults!"
He pulled Marty's boner as far as it would go, till Marty yelled to take it easy, then let it go again. This time there was a distinct slapping sound as it hit his skin.
"We've even got sound effects!"
He did it again and everyone else had a go to see who could get the loudest sound.
"You could launch someone to the moon with that!"
"Hey look! Babies!"
Marty wondered how things could get worse when they were already the worst. A small bubble of glistening fluid had appeared at the tip of his boner.
"There's no babies in that John! They're only there when he spurts!"
"I heard there's enough little wrigglers to make thousands of babies in one go!"
"Marty must have millions then!"
"Let's find out!"
There was total silence for an instant as everyone stared at James and took in what he meant. Marty frantically started struggling but gave up as he realised it was useless.
"James! You wouldn't?"
"Why not Marty?"
"It's embarrassing!"
James laughed like anything.
"That's not good enough!
Who pulled the cord out of my speedos last month, just before I went to get changed for my 50 metre freestyle race?"
Everyone grinned at the memory and Marty couldn't help laughing.
"They came off when I did my racing dive, and I had to swim the whole length nude! That was embarrassing!"
"It was awesome! We could see your bum bobbing up and down the whole way, then you had to wait till someone found them for you. We'll never forget the cheer when you climbed out of the pool!"
Jason was right. It had been awesome and if Marty hadn't enjoyed it so much he would have felt sorry for James. But how did he find out it was him?
John was next.
"What about the time you did truth or dare with me over the phone and I had to act out I was getting a blow job?"
"Um! You did it really well!"
"Yes! But you had it on speakerphone and those three girls from our class were listening! That was embarrassing!"
Then William.
"Yes! What about last year when I was sleeping at your place and I thought I was having a great dream, when it was really you rubbing my boner with a permanent marker. I was green for nearly a week!"
"What? Did Marty do that? You never told us about that one!"
"Well! It was embarrassing wasn't it? Who's going to tell anyone they had a green Dick?"
This was a great revelation for everyone but Marty's worries just got worse. Jason spoke up.
"I think he's got a thing for speedos. Remember when he cut the lining out of mine and I had to swim in that relay with my dick flopping everywhere. In the water was all right, but we won and I had to go on the winners stand when they were wet, and everyone could see everything!"
Paul wasn't going to be left out of the group.
"Yes! And I remember when you pinched my jocks and I had to go to gym class with those loose shorts. I wasn't even game to sit down!"
Marty knew he'd had it but he made one last try.
"James! You can borrow my pickup for a week!"
"Bad luck Marty! You've already promised me I can drive all the time on our camping trip! So! Will you take your medicine?"
Everyone had to take their medicine. It was part of the code and there was no way out of it. Marty grinned up at everyone.
"All right you wankers! I guess I deserve it!"
There was a moment of awkwardness as everyone wondered how to go ahead, but James quickly sorted it out.
"Jason! Do you want to start, or finish?"
"Um! Er! -- -- -- I'll finish!"
"All right! William! You can start!"
"Okay! But I've just had a good idea. John! Tickle his balls till I get back!"
Marty's balls tightened and he went fully rigid again as John jiggled and tickled him. His eyes opened wide when William arrived with one of his pelican feathers, and by the end of five minutes he was writhing and moaning as the feather moved up and down his boner, and tickled his balls and thighs. The feather changed hands and everyone had at turn except Jason. Marty was getting frantic with the arousal and juice was dripping all over his stomach.
"Oh my God! Please! Finish me off! That feather is driving me crazy!"
James looked at Jason.
"Are you ready Jason? You'll have to use your hand to finish him!"
Everyone knew that Jason was ready, because his speedos were only just doing the job of holding his stiffy. James and John were obviously getting a bit turned on too. William squirted a large glob of suncream into Jason's hand and then Marty made a huge gasp as it surrounded his boner. Jason steadily worked his hand up and down till Marty was moaning continuously and his balls tightened till he thought they would burst. He gave a great yell as a fountain of juice splattered on his chest, and some even on his face. He closed his eyes for a moment and opened them to see five sets of eyes staring at him with looks of curiosity and wonder. Everyone let go, and after gathering his wits and his breath, Marty stood up and then jumped into the pool. He came to the surface and relaxed, floating.
They might have hidden his speedos somewhere but he had no intention of wearing them anyway.
He had a lot of planning to do and William was first on the list.