The Fun House - The Red Door - Part 28

What would you like to do now? 

_X_ - Grab the bomb off of the side table!

___ - Leave the room. Poor Markus has already had enough! 

THE BOMB REDUX

Markus’ gigantic limp cock is now lying protectively over the remains of his mutilated and utterly pulverized nuts, almost like a flag draped over a coffin. You know that the handsome muscle man’s once glorious virility has come to a painful, brutal, and utterly mangled end. Yet he still possesses the largest man tool you’ve ever seen on man or beast, and you long to remove even that symbol of manhood from the former stud. 

You grab the round firework from the table of goodies and inspect it. Less than a quarter inch length of wick is sticking out of the big black sphere, visible proof of how close you came to blowing up his entire package hours ago. You tear some thick threads from the hem of your shirt (it’s already ruined with being drenched so many times with the thickest stud cum you’ve ever seen — there’s no WAY such a thick, gloopy molasses will ever come out in the wash!) and carefully braid them onto the end of the wick. Now you’ve got almost six inches of wick to play with, more than enough to let you safely place the bomb under Markus’ junked junk. 

You lift one side of Markus’ ruined sac, watching with delight as the thick contents immediately slosh toward the other side, and place the bomb directly under the center of the ruined balls. Markus’ mighty, flaccid cock is draped back over the giant mound of broken nut guts, and the huge German organs completely cover the bomb, all except for the short fuse sticking out the front, which you waste no time lighting.

TSSssss… 

The cotton fuse burns slowly away as it inches toward Markus’ mounding mass of gonad paste and huge, beefy cock.

TSSssss…

You kneel on the cum-drenched floor so that you’re face level with the about-to-be-destroyed German manhood. 

TSSssss…

As the end draws ever nearer for the biggest package you’ve ever seen, you think what a waste it is to destroy such magnificent maleness. You can only imagine how many willing and hungry holes have been ruthlessly pounded by the enormous penis staring you in the face, and now here it is about to be turned into wallpaper.

TSSssss…

The fuse is nearly burnt out and your heart races with excitement. Markus seems to be coming to a bit, slowly rousing from a fog of unbelievable agony. 

‘Perfect timing!’ you think to yourself.

TSSssss…

What do you do?

___ - Pinch the fuse with your fingers to put it out. He’s had enough. 

___ - Let it burn!