POPS: Jock Purée

The midday sun was sweltering but the prospect of finally being done with the project and enjoying a cold beer on the porch kept Wesley and his friends working tirelessly in the field. Wesley had convinced three of his buddies, Trevor, Jake, Kyle and Luke to help him clear out brush in the field behind his house but what was supposed to just take an afternoon was now stretching into its third day.

They were on their last section of the field and the four of them were soaked with sweat. Everyone had taken off their shirts to escape the heat and Wesley couldn't help but admire the glistening muscular bodies around him as they worked to toss brush into the shredder. 

"Look at me! I'm Superman!"

Trevor picked up log nearly as long as he was tall and effortlessly tossed it into the pile. The feat might have been impressive if not for the fact that the hollow, rotten log had lost most of its weight. And with that, their day's long task was complete.

"I'm ready for a beer," Kyle sighed.

"Hey! How about a quick picture? Not like we hang out that much these days,"

Luke pulled his phone from his pocket and Wesley and the others gathered around the still whirring shredder. They smiled as the shredder made quick work of a last few bits of field debris. The group was about to disband when Trevor turned to group with a grin.

"How 'bout a fun pic, like the old days?"

"Superman pose?" Wesley asked.

Trevor nodded.

Wesley and Kyle held up Trevor's shirtless torso and Jake held up his legs, suspending him in a flying pose above the shredder. The goofy bunch posed as Luke snapped photos.

"Hey, know what would be a hilarious pose?"

Luke walked up to the group and grabbed the mound in Trevor's jeans. He laughed as Luke slowly unzipped his jeans allowing Trevor's large, low hanging nuts to tumble out, just inches from the shredder's grinding teeth.

"Don't drop me guys!" Trevor laughed.

"Okay, last picture!"

Luke held up his phone and was about to snap a photo with Trevor's nuts in the precarious position when he noticed Jake was out of the frame.

"Take a step forward, dude," he called out.

Jake took a step forward and promptly lost his footing. He fell backward, dropping Trevor's legs just for a moment before catching them again. It was too late.

Trevor howled as the gears snatched onto his sack and yanked it downward. Kyle, Wesley and Jake were sprayed with chunks as they pulled him upward but the damage had been done. Trevor's nuts were yanked from his body and lasted only a few seconds before being turned into jock puree spewing out of the bottom of the machine.

This story was inspired by this little clip ;)