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During the probably most dangerous heatwave of the year, there were some obvious places to either hide from the deadly sunrays or somehow endure them, like ice cream parlors, pubs, inside of the fridge, and of course, the pool.

"A Peaceful Escape" spa had an appropriate name for this kind of weather, although most of the patrons were more interested in the chilling waters than saunas or massages, no matter how sensual they were.

Charn, the athletic-looking tiger didn't have much experience with this kind of place, always thinking it was for more feminine people who cared a lot more about their looks, while he only watched for his fat to muscle ratio. Every time he looked at his reflection, he felt pride about the work he put in, to make his body look that muscular and bulky. Although he wished that his other masculine features would be larger, even if he were already above average between his powerful thighs.

"Where in the devil is he?" the tiger muttered, looking around the locker room he was in. After already changing into tight pair of speedos to further emphasize his sizeable package, he still needed some guidance on where to go exactly. Unlike him, his friend was here dozens of times, saying great things about various spa activities. But the tiger only wanted to cool down during this dreadful weather, while spending time with good company as well. Finally, there he was.

Sebastien, the ram.

Pure, high mountain energy radiated out of his broad, rigid muscles. The massive, black horns spiraled mystically behind his head, able to crush almost any kind of rock with their sheer power and durability. His short, ginger hair and well-kept beard made him look stereotypical Irish, which made sense because of his blood. The raw strength of his chiseled figure was blatantly obvious, just looking at it. His legs were probably the strongest parts of his divine body, thicker than his already massive arms. Even the hooves seemed to be well-built and trimmed, likely by the spa's staff. But there was still one feature about him, that any male would be envious about.

Because of his loincloth, it was possible to see a truly gigantic pair of two sagging, heavy looking gonads. Or at least Charn thought that since it was difficult to see through all that thick, bushy hair. The tiger was surprised for two reasons, staring at his friend. The first one was the stunning size of the sack, which made him question his masculinity. Second, didn't they were in the spa? Why he didn't ask for a trim? Or perhaps he preferred it that way?

"Took you long enough, Seb. Are you ready?" The sweaty feline wanted to finally cool down in the pool, still glancing towards ram's loincloth, not able to unsee the untrimmed sack, covered with all these curly, red hairs. "Or are we waiting for something?"

"Hm... yeah." Sebastien looked away, lost in thought. It was obvious to the tiger that something was on his friend's mind. Disliking any secrets, Charn dug further, eventually getting rid of any problems. But judging by ram's unusual nervousness and avoiding eye contact, he just had to act.

"What is it? And by the way, your wig is showing. Don't you have speedos perhaps? Or it's just some kind of new fashion these days?" He tried to joke, hoping to relieve some tension. It was probably the first time when he saw his friend in such a state, making him worried. It was even bizarre, knowing him for so long.

Ram sighed, taking a seat on a nearby bench, accidentally lifting the cloth in the process. Charn took a glance at his friend's package, noticing that not only the ballsack was gigantic, but the shaft as well. Trying not to feel envious, he waited patiently for the ram to speak his mind, slowly getting impatient with this whole situation.

"You probably noticed how often I come here and for what reasons. Today I was supposed to get a trim in another place, but my usual guy is apparently on vacation. And I didn't want to ask for a replacement. I'm feeling somewhat anxious whenever a woman handles my nuts. I don't think she would like to do this, anyway." Ram said, wanting to get rid of this heavy information out of his chest.

Charn couldn't help himself but roll his eyes. He thought that something far more important or bad happened to his friend; it was nothing more than a lack of service. But Sebastien cared about his own body and well-being, so the tiger tried to comfort him. He sat as well, suddenly remembering about the razor and shaving cream he had in the locker since he takes his toiletries everywhere he goes which involves removing clothes.

"It's not that bad." He started, already regretting telling an obvious lie. After all, ram's ballsack could be easily mistaken for tumbleweed, rolling away in the desert towards the horizon. "Well, maybe a little. But it's just a few days, right? I mean, you can wait that long?"

"It's three weeks. And I don't want to look for a replacement. He was just that good."

Charn sighed, not wanting to hear any more of this, thinking about the local pool. Then he thought once more about the tools, wondering if he should use them. It would be a perfect opportunity to finally feel these gigantic orbs with his palms, smelling them and just gently worshipping both orbs.

"If it's just that bad, I had a razor and shaving cream with me. It's not wax or anything like that, but should be enough before you get the proper trimming. What do you say, hm?" He was blatantly casual about this, like he just offered a simple drink, instead of handling a friend's massive junk. After all, they didn't have secrets from each other.

After hearing this, ram looked straight into the tiger's eyes in shock, not expecting such ridiculous in his mind proposition. He knew that Charn always swung that way, but they didn't sleep together or even watched porn. It was so out of place, Sebastien had to regain composure. But on the other hand, they could jump through fire for each other, so handling ballsack was minor in comparison.

"Ah... I don't know. I mean, are you good at it?" He asked, obviously stalling for time, already made the decision.

Treating it like a silent approval, Charn got up and went towards his locker, taking out the proper tools for this kind of situation. He brought them back to their bench with a mischievous smile on his feline face.

"You'll not feel a thing. Now, hold that cloth in place, I'm going in."

While hesitating, the ram eventually moved his loincloth, exposing the absurdly large, ginger-colored bush, covering all of the sack and most of his groin. The tangle of hairs emitted a powerful, musky scent, immediately watering the tiger's eyes, and intoxicating him as well. Tiger cared little about that, somewhat enjoying it. He placed a lot of cream onto his palms, before massaging the sack thoroughly, coating every single piece of the unwanted hair.

Ram was grateful that all the people were already at the pool or in other parts of the facility, while they were in the locker's corner room. Tiger kneeled before him for a better position, swiftly using the sharp razor with skill and care, slowly removing the bush. Tiger truly wanted to see and feel his breathtaking balls without all of this distraction, no matter how impressive.

"So, did you see any movies lately?" Charn asked, trying to hold a conversation, making it less awkward than it already was. Sebastien sighed loudly.

"We know each other for a long time. You don't have to make small talk with me. Besides, you know that I'm not a movie guy. Just, speak your mind. Or enjoy the silence. That's a good option as well."

Charn nodded, silently agreeing with his friend, since he wanted to enjoy those balls in peace, instead of forcing himself to talk about unimportant topics. This was between him and these marvelous, heavy, and perfectly shaped orbs. Charn held back his moans while staring at the sack.

With long and broad strokes of his razor, the tiger removed most of the unkept mess, revealing more of the stretched skin and the well-outlined gonads. In his very hands, he held gigantic, mesmerizing organs, full of masculinity and raw power. He exhaled audibly, wanting to caress those forever, involuntarily extending his rough tongue, wanting just a taste. Sebastien felt that something was amiss, clearing his throat loudly.

"Uh... everything's alright? You're kinda staring, heh..." the ram chuckled nervously, even if it wasn't the first time that a male was holding his massive balls. But the beautician was a professional, while Charn acted strange in his opinion. He suddenly felt incredibly exposed, even if it was for good reason. The tiger shook his head.

"Oh, sorry about that. Just... fazed out for a bit." He replied, before returning to essential in his eyes work. He continued shaving his sack expertly, before noticing a glint of light right on the blade, while staring at the smooth skin. What if... he would just take these magnificent balls for himself? Stuff his cheeks with such an amazing meal? Tiger suddenly gasped, catching himself on such malicious thoughts, like he tried to hurt his friend.

"Almost done here." He said bluntly, already forgetting about using the razor as intended, although still silently approving the sheer size of those oval, hefty nuts. The musky scent mostly went away, only tickling his nostrils instead of attacking with full force like mere minutes ago. The tiger used a towel to get rid of the cream residue, massaging the whole ballsack, still amazed by the weight. Charn sighed since it was finally over and because it was... over, not able to feel them ever again. Or perhaps he could still have a chance someday.

"All done. May we go? I think I've lost like a gallon worth of sweat down there." He exclaimed, straightening up and looking at the ram, who just covered all the great work tiger had done. Feeling slightly disappointed, the feline hoped that at least his friend would go nude this one time.

"Thank you, friend. I owe a big one. Now, I just know the perfect place, if it's not occupied yet." Sebastien stood up and patted the tiger's shoulder, satisfied with all of his care. He rubbed his sack, smirking happily that he can finally feel the bare skin, instead of the fuzzy, smelly, and disgusting mess, which covered his most prized possession. "I hope you like the jacuzzi. I truly need a gentle massage, since I still feel sensitive down there."

Charn shrugged, caring only about the cold water, not how it felt on the skin. Once they left the locker room, ram lead the way through the corridors, which felt like a maze for the tiger. Sebastien felt back home here, not even once losing the way when eventually they entered the pool.

The open area had not one but three pools of different depths and sizes, the largest one had all the slides and jumping platforms, while the other was mostly for less adventurous recreation. The ram walked proudly along all the people, not caring if his sack was visible, sagging below the loincloth. He silently boasted about it, keeping his head high and smiling to anyone who would dare look below his waist.

Charn didn't like it, wanting to keep ram's ballsack all for himself, lowering his brows at other people, even mildly interested in what his friend had between the muscular legs. After a short while, they approached a small pond, filled with bubbling water, probably set on the highest setting, judging by the vibration and loud humming.

"Ah, this one will be perfect. My balls are aching a bit. Not like you did a poor job or anything. You're natural in this." Sebastien said loudly as if he wanted to announce to the whole world that his friend Charn was the best ball shaver. Before tiger said anything, ram sat in the jacuzzi, moaning in delight, feeling relieved. "That's the spot!"

The muscular feline hoped for better activity than just resting there, doing nothing but enjoying the massage upon his thighs and own gonads. Perhaps he needed something peaceful for a change. If it did not fill his mind with raunchy thoughts, all regarding ram's possessions. Sebastien looked around, feeling uneasy once again, which made Charn peeve visibly.

"What now? Didn't I do enough for you? I see that you're still unsatisfied about something." Charn furrowed his brows, annoyed that he did all of this for nothing. The ram sighed, before looking deep into his eyes. Charn noticed his hand moving toward his groin like he tried to cover something.

"Look on your left. Do you see her?" He asked. Tiger turned, seeing a bountiful sheep in a rather skimpy bikini, barely containing her beauty. Her breasts begged to be released, visible to the world. "I thought the girls would be at home or somewhere else. After all, it's the rut season. I can smell their juices in the air. You probably don't feel it as well."

Charn was confused, knowing that his friend cared little about the ladies. But perhaps even he couldn't fight with his species, sensing when the season began. Although he did not know how to help. But before he spoke, Charn noticed something else, that was briefly covered by ram's massive hand.

Like a sea monster's neck, the shaft lifted the cloth, trying to announce its presence, by emerging through the water's surface, all twitching and bobbing up and down. The broad, almost purple head, begged silently for the slightest touch. Charn wasn't sure if the moisture came from just the water, or if the tip leaked copious amounts of the clear liquid. Part of him wanted to calm him down, but the sight was just so inviting, he kept staring and slowly getting excited with each passing second.

Blushing deeply, Sebastien swiftly grasped the gigantic shaft, trying to hide it under the surface again. He felt nothing but shame, unable to fight against his own, feral instincts. The ram considered just standing up and leaving, even if others would notice the raging erection. But tiger had a perfect plan in his head, able to help them both. He somehow knew it would end like this when he held ram's gonads in his palms.

"I know just a thing. Don't worry, nobody will see me. What are friends for, am I right?" Tiger snickered, licking his lips while staring at ram's exposed groin. The gigantic ballsack was still visible below the bubbling surface. Sebastien's blush deepened, while he didn't believe his friend's own words.

"Uh, not for sucking each other's dicks, I think. You're already done more than enough for me, thanks." Ram tried to back off from this insane idea, still holding hand on the rigid, sizeable, and still throbbing shaft, with these bulged, revealed veins. But deep inside, Sebastien hoped it would end up like this, having all these problems with his ridiculously large balls. Like a pair of dead weights that he usually boasted about, at the same time somehow wanting to get rid of them if that was possible.

Eventually, Sebastien removed his hand, letting the little monster roam free in the waters, himself leaning back against the wall, getting comfortable. Seeing this as silent consent, Charn approached him, getting in a perfect position, lying on his belly, and trying to submerge as much as possible. Before he even slightly grazed the inpatient, massive shaft, the tiger first grasped both of the oval-shaped balls with his hands, once again marveling at their weight.

Not wanting to look suspicious, he extended his rough, feline tongue to lick the shaft's surface, while tugging on the already stretched skin of the generously sized ballsack. Charn rubbed his nose against the bulging veins, focused on the orbs. The tiger opened wide his maw, filled with sets of razor-sharp teeth, before gently closing it around the swollen tip, not thinking about anything malicious.

Yet.

He sucked on the shaft, moving his head up and down with eyes closed, rubbing the gonads harder and harder, kneading them with care, closing hands around them, and just admiring their shapes and texture. Charn could stay that forever if it was satisfying enough.

But it wasn't.

The ravenous, deeply exhaling tiger took out the already wet, violently shaking cock out of his mouth, before stroking it with both of his strong, skilled hands, wanting to use his maw for something much more tasteful, which would suppress his appetite. Judging by his focused expression, Charn already decided, using Sebastien's oblivious state.

The ram couldn't believe his luck, pleasured by his dear friend, having his intimate problem taken care of. He leaned back, already satisfied, chilling in the massaging waters. In his mind, there was no place for anything malicious. And probably the lack of his imagination might end badly for him.

Charn pondered upon the orbs, before taking left one right into his opened mouth, letting some of the chlorine water in, although immensely focused on the treat itself. He muffled his moan when the nut gently landed on his tongue, pressing firmly against it. Tiger swirled his tasting organ around the gonad, sucking on it while tugging on the sack with the lips wrapped around it.

Being impatient, he eventually spread the maw once again, letting the almost identical testicle join its twin, pressing firm palate against both, adding to the already high pressure with no intention to squish them, having already established plans for them. All of this, while continuously stroking the shaft up and down, brushing fingers against the hard veins. He felt more of the warm, clear liquid covering his hands, noticing how close the ram was to the climax.

Not wanting to delay the inevitable Charn dug deep with his long fangs into the thick skin, right below the throbbing base of the magnificent cock. He tugged on it with all of his strength, tensing the jaw muscles while skillfully massaging ram's dick. Sebastien wheezed, clenching his fists and feeling all the pressure building up inside him, close to release.

And then, it was finished.

A fountain of pearly white cum gushed out of the cock hole, coating the top of the tiger's head, which ignored every last drop of the friend's jizz. Instead, he tugged even harder, hearing an audible snapping. The ballsack didn't have any other choice but to give up, letting it rip like weak sewing in clothing. One by one, all the muscles and skin particles broke, opening the sack wider and wider, before letting go completely.

Charn let out yet another muffled moan, catching both of now dangling freely balls, almost swallowing them both. Instead, he tucked each one inside separate cheeks, turning himself into a mere rodent, puffing up the sides of the face. He slowly emerged, when ram still convulsed in the probably most intense climax of his life, before eventually looking down at the rapidly growing, crimson puddle. Looking at the tiger's maw, immediately understood what happened. But instead of fury or even regret, he felt... nothing. Maybe even a... relief? For the first time in his life, he felt free, like finally getting rid of giant weights out of his chest. Or in this case, his groin.

Before speaking, Charn suddenly stood up, keeping eye contact with his prey, without even a shred of shame. His raging erection was enough proof, that tiger enjoyed treating ram's balls like a delicious snack. After the long moment that felt like an eternity for both of them, Charn swallowed the first ball, making a noticeable bulge inside his throat, sliding further into his belly, filling the void. The other nut soon joined the first one as well, landing in the same place, not able to be seen ever again.

Tiger moaned loudly, making this moment feel almost orgasmic, wetting his speedos with jizz, shooting out of the rigid shaft, enjoying the divine eggs, and finally satisfying his devilish hunger. Ram saw all of this, somewhat feeling proud that his nuts made his friend cum. His mind was clear, not feeling any soft anger towards the tiger, silently thanking him.