Jet pushed open the door to the fancy spa’s sauna, finding the room to be smallish and cozy. Everything was wood, the floor, the bleacher style seats, the walls, even the little podium that held the hot rocks, though it was just wood paneled, with insulating ceramic on the inside where the fire burned. The wood was a burnished honey color, with darker streaks of orange grain marks. It smelled clean and fresh, woodsy, unlike the saunas that Jet was used to. The malamute was young, in his mid-twenties, and in his experience saunas tended to smell like the crease between a guy’s leg and ballsack, so this upscale sauna’s scent was invigorating and refreshing. 
It was already steamy, the burly badger sitting on one of the lower rung seats leaning his head back on the middle bench. Jet, the malamute, smirked to himself. The big dog was a jock and liked to show off, a player of hockey. He was well built, chest and shoulders broad, banded with muscle. He was a typical young male, keeping his body in perfect shape without an ounce of fat on him. His abs showed even through his thick insulating fur, a flat, rolling plain of muscle like a rock slab connecting his pecs to his groin. Jet was naked except for a gold chain around his neck and a soft plush towel around his waist. The young hockey player snickered, planning a little surprise for the dozing badger. 

Konu dozed heavily, the heat and the steam very relaxing to the badger, whose muscles were sore after a particularly dirty job he’d been hired to carry out. The big mustelid snored lightly, unaware as the malamute climbed up to the top tier of the bleacher seats and sat down directly over him, his big footpaws on either side of Konu’s head as he spread his knees wide. A pair of fat sweaty malamute fruit sagged down from the edge of the towel, a few inches from Konu’s muzzle. The young jock grinned to himself, deciding to feign sleep as well to give alibi to his prank. Little did he know that the badger was already wide awake. 
As soon as Konu had sniffed that particular musk, that salty, pungent odor of balls and male he had snapped awake, cracking an eye open to see the sagging white pouch and its lemon sized contents dangling over his nose like an early Christmas stocking. But he did nothing, continuing to pretend to sleep, meanwhile secretly ogling that big bag of balls. They were hanging low, but Konu could tell their sac was strained containing them, clinging to the fat orbs like shrink-wrap. Konu could almost hear the bag straining, creaking like good leather as it struggled to hold those nuts in, even as the bag lengthened and stretched under the heat. Konu breathed in that salty musk, making his stomach growl lightly and his towel twitch aside lightly as his dick grew stiffer beneath it. But Jet didn’t notice, the young dog had underestimated just how relaxing a sauna is, and fallen asleep for real. 
The badger let the young jock sleep for a few minutes, solidifying the slumber before he made his move. The heat had dropped that sack those last few inches toward Konu’s maw, hanging there right before his eyes and nose. His tongue slurped out, and across the back of those big nuts, tasting their tang, their salt and their virility. These were a pair of divine testicles, masculine perfection. They were ripe and full, and Konu nuzzled against them almost lovingly, feeling the smooth orbs shifting tightly in their overstretched scrotum. As he rubbed his nose against them, he could feel the the small tubes on the back of those nuts gently rupture, like squeezing a piece of bubble wrap. He knew the jock would be feeling a pleasant ache, his overfull testicles unable to contain his sperm and his virility without damage. Gods they were so overpacked they were practically bursting at the seams! Why had Jet gone so long without blowing his load? Could he not feel the blueballs ache in his testicles, his orbs crying out for release? It was a mystery that only Konu knew the answer to... 
The badger opened his mouth, tilting his head back and sucking first one big nut and then the other between his lips, feeling the soft tight skin of the scrotum pulled taut across his nose as he sucked on those balls. The badger shuddered in delight, the huge orbs feeling like overripe tomatoes against his lips and tongue, as though he could push them against the roof of his mouth and completely obliterate those massive testicles. But he did not. No, Konu wanted to feel those big fruit sliding down his throat, wanted to feel them making his belly bulge. He swallowed, and one fat nut slid down into his throat, bulging it outward. Konu groaned, the cord broke before the sack did, a wet sensation of separation announcing that Jet only had one testicle. *shlorp* Konu swallowed again, the second fat egg joining the severed first in the badger’s throat, only that overpacked scrotum keeping the balls from descending into the mustelid’s belly. *Swallowswallowswallow...streeeeeetch...shlip...* With a soft breaking sensation, the sack finally pulled free of Jet’s groin and the trailing ‘tail’ of sac slithered between the badger’s jaws and those big bulges, the stolen jewels of Jet, slid slowly down Konu’s throat and out of sight, gone forever. Jet slept on, though Konu glanced up and saw the young Malamute’s big dick had grown hard, shifting his towel aside and leaving his denuded groin bared to the world. It stood there, rigid, dancing and purple, twitching the hot moist air. 
Konu slipped up, moving around to lay across the malamute’s thighs, waking him gently by suckling on the tip of his cock. Jet groaned, coming awake and seeing the handsome badger beginning to blow him, and could only grin. “Mmmph, wow, getting a faceful of my balls sure got you going, eh, dude?” he lightly teased, watching the mustelid slowly bob. Konu nodded, smiling around that fat doggy dick, tasting precum on his tongue. 
“I knew you would, that’s why I decided to hang my nuts in your face. Most guys can’t resist at least giving them a sniff or a lick, but you’re the first to go all the way to my dick.” Jet rambled, feeling extremely manly that he had turned the big older badger on with just his proud family jewels. He leaned his head back, letting the mustelid suck him off, guiding him with his paw. Minutes ticked by, ten...twenty...Jet got closer, panting hotly in the steam as he felt his groin slowly getting tighter nearing orgasm at a slow but steady pace. The badger never let up, deepthroating his dick expertly, playing with his knot as he worked over the fleshy shaft with his tongue. At thirty minutes, Jet had impressed himself. He had already lasted three times as long as he normally did when getting his cock sucked. His loins just seemed leisurely about it this time, he could feel the tubes in his dick getting taut, that tensing of muscle and tendon that signalled his approaching ejaculation, but something felt...different. His dick and groin was so tense, so tight, so...on edge...but the sensation didn’t extend to his balls like it used to. Normally his orbs were clinging to his groin, tucked and turned tightly to expel his thick seed. But the badger’s body was blocking Jet’s view, and he could not see his nuts. Maybe that was it, Maybe the badger’s body was preventing them from pulling up properly. Jet panted, finally feeling that sparkling tickle down his nerves, and bucked his hips just a bit. “Mmmph, gonna shoot...” he groaned lightly, wondering why he was being so lackadaisical when he was usually a horny beast, humping away, talking dirty, slapping his balls against his partner’s chin. 
But all that musing was washed away as his purple tinted dick twitched, once, twice, three times, and then began to pulse and pump. Three muscular pulsations went by,but no spunk left Jet’s dick. On the fourth he dribbled, the fifth got a spurt, and the sixth, seventh, and eighth were his normal thick pulsating jets of cum. But his orgasm was...distant. relaxing, a release, but in no way the roaring torrent of pleasure and relief. Konu swallowed, knowing this was pure cum, the sperm that was backed up into Jet’s prostate, and the last fertile white spunk he’d ever produce. 
“That was the longest I’ve ever lasted.” the big jock panted, feeling even more studly than usual, even though his afterglow seemed weak. The badger smiled, licking the malamute’s cock clean and letting it soften back into the sheath before he tucked the towel back over Jet’s loins and smiled. “Thanks for the meal, big guy, it was a once in a lifetime feast...” Konu said, giving the young jock a smooch on the nose before vanishing out of the sauna, patting his satisfied belly and giving a small musk-scented belch...