True story: When I was a little kid, I liked to do the helicopter with my penis: I would move my whole body in a way that would spin my wee wee like it was an helicopter propeller. I had a lot of fun with that: I would storm in my little sister’s bedroom while she was laying in her bed (she was only 6 months at that time) and I would replace her mobile with my spinning fleshy whoopy. She really loved it; she would even try to grab it sometimes, which of course I let her do: You need to be a gentleman, even to toddlers. One day, while I was showering with my daddy, trying to wash his balls while he was cleaning my butt (basic mutual exchange), I noticed something peculiar: His balls were hanging wayyy lower than mine. I thought to myself that daddy’s balls were made of steel, and for that reason, dragged his hairy sack lower. However, after kneading them, I realised that it wasn’t the case. This made me think for a while: How can I have low hanging balls like daddy? Suddenly, a bright idea emerged from my massive brain (I watched the Teletubbies despite being 12 years old, which talks by itself). I remembered all the BDSM, bondage, hardcore porn videos that I watched. Maybe I can tie my balls to extend my ballsack! However, daddy’s kinky accessories were all locked up in his safe. I was left with what I had: Plushies. When my parents went to Disney with my little sister (leaving me with my uncle for the time being), they bought me as a souvenir a long snake plushie with googly eyes. I picked it up, and started to tie a knot around my cummie spheres. Immediately, I felt my skin extending and the pressure rising; but it wasn’t enough. I made another knot, and another one, and, when out of Snake, I had extended my balls by one foot. The pain was really intense, and so was my arousal. Violent pulses flew through my body, like nuclear explosions erupting from my balls. Then, the climax happened. The power of this orgasm was so intense that the snake got ripped apart by the flow of semen going though the one foot ball extension. My cummie AR-15 blasted a massive load that flew so high it hit the ceiling; the rest falling down all over the room. Exhilarated by this experience, I just layed down, happy, staring at my now massive ballsack that would for sure make daddy proud of me. Now with my long weiner and ballsack, I have fun trying to spin them at the same speed, so that I look like a real plane trying to take off.