Name: Anonymous 2011-04-24 20:35
The general of the Togakure clan watched the battle in the valley beneath him unfold. The bulge in his pants was growing like never before. It was a massive bulge, full of manliness and power to counter his long, free-flowing hair. His side was losing. The notoriety that his family had amassed during the year had not been enough to deter the attackers.
His parents would not take these news well. Hopefully, by the bulge of his pants, his little kid brother would have been brought to safety. There was no reason for him to face his parents dishonor. While it was still ferocious, his brothers bulge was tiny, like a small rock, while his was obnoxious, and riddled with battle wounds that filled his opponents with awe.
While he had shared the room with his out-of-control gay middle brother, he was the one who foremost had to carry the burden, and stay strong in the face of the disgrace of their family. Thus he hadn't spoken a single word in years, out of respect for the tremendous shame. Instead, he had written hundreds of warrior poems, that littered the floor. Not even when he had been summoned to fight, had he paid his parent a visit, because his bulge was by then so tremendously huge, that its throbbing was obscene to behold. He had left without a word, simply because he had nothing to say. If his listeners wanted words, then his massive bulge spoke for him.
The battle had been decided. Unbuckling his pants, he produced his standar, standing triumphantly in the face of defeat, for this was his destiny, and he was proud of it. Never again would the invaders behold anything even close to this. By his father, it was great. By his mother, it was hard. Cutting through it to get to him would not be easy.
Then, with a smile, he finally came.
The floodwave of jizz darkened the skies, and the invaders made big eyes, and started a hasty retreat down the hill again, and those who didn't soon slid down after them and the jizz washed them all away. All but one.
His opponent only had half the size of his exposed member, but it was impressive none the less. He stroked it with a beckoning eager, licking his lips.
Members clashed as they met, and the legendary rubbing had begun.