Rave, Brought to his Knees At Last
by tannim
August 01, 2012

	"Hey, Tannim.  Time for my stretch next session." Rave unzipped his pants to let his scrotum hang out.  His testicles hung down a good three inches from his groin even in the cool room. "I've been practicing at home just like you suggested."

	Tannim waved to the raptor. "Good!  Hopefully you aren't overdoing it.  It takes time to get your scrotum stretched well."

	Rave watched his friend unwrap his long scrotum from around his waist.  He was a bit jealous of the dragon at times.  Enough scrotal length to wear your own balls as a belt had to be enjoyable.  Stretching them wasn't too difficult, but it did require dedication and and a great deal of patience.

	"How far have you managed on your own so far?" Tannim stood up and let his sack dangle all the way to the floor and a bit behind him. "Anywhere close to your goal?"

	"Closer, I guess. Not quite to me knees yet." The raptor sounded a bit annoyed by his progress.

	"Did you try the warm wet towel around the scrotal neck trick?"

	"Yes... though it didn't seem to help much." Rave tugged his pants fully off to let his twin hemi-penes dangle out half stiff at the site of Tannim's exotic bare form. "How long did it take to get yours like it is again?"

	The dragon looked behind him at his balls as though considering the question.  After a few moments he scooted his scrotum in front of him with a foot, before picking it up off the floor with two toes squeezing just behind his testicles.  Tannim used his foot to 'hand' them to himself and, after tossing them up in the air a couple times, tossed them over to Rave, who caught them.

	"Oh, some years.  Five, maybe six."

	"I guess I'm making pretty good time then." Rave squeezed his friend's testies and asked his usual question. "You can still feel everything?"

	He watched the dragon's belly tense in time to the hard grip.  Tannim didn't make an effort to stop him.  His hand just played with the scrotal rope where it came from his groin on its way toward the raptor's hand.  With how wrinkled the flesh was, with how soft it looked, there was plenty of stretching it could do before it got close to fully strained.

	Rave felt along the soft green skin between them and was surprised to feel the cords inside were curvy with the excess length fit inside.  Tannim really had stretched himself amazingly far without hurting anything in any significant way.  Another squeeze and Rave nodded, he really anted his own similarly stretched, a bit less far perhaps, but stretched.

	Tannim pulled his sac up to lick an entire twelve inches of it in one long slurp. "Yes, I can still feel everything.  Everything and more, really, since there's a lot of extra flesh to feel.  It does take longer to wash though.  Quite a few problems closing doors when you aren't paying attention and various tail like problems, but still everything." He let go of his own flesh and crouched down to look at Rave's. "Lets see how far you can stretch now."

	They both ignored the two erect hemi-penes jutting up from Rave's groin and focused on the heavy dangling fleshy pouch below them instead.  There was a fair amount of loose skin bunched up in wrinkles, as with Tannim's scrotum, but there wasn't nearly as much of it.  When the dragon's fingers squeezed around the scrotal neck above the testicles, though, there was room for his whole hand between testicles and groin.

	A grunt and long breath followed.  Having somebody else play with ones balls was always so much more enjoyable than ones own hands, especially when that somebody pulled on them so expertly with a slow steady pressure.  Rave stared down at Tannim's efforts through the eye holes of his mask, the dragon knew what he was doing.

	Stretching them was easy enough, but to do it to the most effect, Tannim had to take his time and even let up on them when the raptor's body tensed.  Rave was right though.  He had nearly gotten to his knees.  There was only a bit of effort required to get them an inch above the tall male's kneecaps but once there, the spermatic cords inside the fleshy rope grew too taut to go any further.

	Letting up again, Tannim let them hold stretched at a few inches above the stop point.  "They are a bit tight there.  It'll take a while to coax your groin to relax a bit further.  I don't think you'll get past them today, but I think I might be able to get you TO them.  Why don't you go ahead and play with mine while I work?"

	Rave let out a held breath and squeezed his friend's pouch hard. "Like this?"

	"Erg... yeah.  Like that.  You can be as rough as you like with them." Tannim's penis dropped from his sheath almost to the floor where he lay before stiffening quickly. "Maybe keep tugging on the length behind them for inspiration, too."

	"Oh, don't you worry, dragon,  I won't pass up a chance to yank these things.  Too fun to play with" The raptor lifted his arm up and teasingly nibbled on Tannim's scrotal rope behind his hand with his lips.

	He wasn't sure what his friend could do since his cords weren't stretched enough yet, but he tugged on Tannim's sack as requested and didn't worry about it.  Even if the dragon didn't manage to get them any further, he still had a fun toy to play with.  A fun pliable and bustable toy with full permission to do as he pleased with.

	On the ground, Tannim eyed the raptor's twin penises.  They were both stiff and begging for attention but the best they were given so far was their owner coiling the long dragon scrotum around them briefly.  They'd need some rubbing later, but Tannim had other things to focus on first.

	He let his grip slip so Rave's balls pulled tight to his palm, then clenched tightly with thumb and index finger.  The next finger closed, then the next in line, with each pushing the raptor testis further from his thumb.  Stretching there like that made Rave grunt in discomfort but not pull away, even as Tannim grabbed above that clenched fist with his other hand.

	The second grip was a lot lighter than the first, rather pleasant in fact, and the dragon ran that hand up along the scrotal length.  It was calmly slid back down, then right back up again.  Rave took a few moments to realize that Tannim was treating his fleshy rope like a dick and jerking it off.  He simply copied the idea and tried to do the same thing for his friend.

	Rave had already tugged another couple feet of the dragon's own ball cord up so he had plenty of room to stroke, especially where it hung down in a loop from his hand.  As he'd found several times before, the flesh bunched and shifted with his grip to make jerking that flesh off rather pointless.  Even so, it was still fun to do.  His own length in Tannim's hands was much more effective for the act.

	Tannim's hand slid smoothly up and down the tightly stretched male pouch until Rave wondered if he was just trying to pleasure him instead of stretch.  He couldn't really notice the subtle twists at the base of his groin where his balls had once been.  He couldn't feel the rapid pinching between two fingers much either all over his sack.  Each movement he made was to tease Rave's body into needing to let out just a bit more cord length.

	Twisting them one way, then right back the other made Rave's body tense briefly, then relax again when they were let go.  Pinching very briefly had a similar effect as it made the abdominals clench and relax quite quickly as each pinch was a tiny tug from his moving hand.  Bit by bit, the dragon made his friend's body let go of every extra millimeter of slack in those spermatic cords.

	The raptor's testicles slowly drifted closer to his knees.  Tannim didn't let up the downward pressure on his stretching hand like he had before.  Each fraction of an inch gained was held tightly at the maximum length despite a growing discomfort from it in Rave's groin.

	Rave stopped really playing with his friend's own testicles to focus on the exotic pleasure of having his own bits stretched to their limit.  He wrapped his left hand around his left erection instead and simply squeezed Tannim's testicles until they bulged between his fingers.  Rave's scaled lips tightened while his friend did everything he could to loosen him down lower.

	Tension built in his gut, a feeling like his insides were about to tear, but each time it felt like it was going to be too much, Tannim twisted his scrotum just right to find a hint of extra slack.  Pressure eased momentarily only to build right back up again.  The hand jerking up and down his scrotal rope kept up it's subtle tugging and twisting and measuring how tat the cords inside really were.  Rave pumped his cock in time to that hand.

	His free dick flopped about in opposition time to his masturbation but both of them ignored it.  Tannim  stared at the raptor's balls, marking their progress as they hovered just at the top of the kneecap.  Only a bit further and he'd reach a full inch.

	Tannim let go with his left hand and grabbed his own scrotum instead.  He was glad his friend was enjoying the intense ball stretching, but he'd have liked a bit more tugging on his own pair in return.  Holding himself near his groin the dragon pulled his sac upward above his erect cock to put more pressure on his scrotal root.  It made him let out a groan from his own tension, drawing Rave's attention to the balls in his hand again.

	"Oh, did I forget to bust these?" The raptor let go of his erection and smiled.  His strong hand swung up to roughly SMACK the bulging testicles.  "Here."

	His friend bucked at the harsh impact and gave Rave's pair a sudden harder tug.  Rave's hand immediately dropped back to his dick as his legs tried to collapse under him from the strain.  That near tearing feeling was back and it was an effort just to keep his legs bending only an inch or two.  With that tension in his cords, they were ready to do pretty much anything to reduce the pressure.

	'Stand up straight!" The breathlessness in Tannim's voice encouraged Rave to jerk the balls in his hand up and slam them into his mask near his forehead.

	Tannim's fondness for having his nuts busted was a handy distraction from the ache in the raptor's own groin.  He head butted them again against his mask before doing as told.  It was an effort indeed, one that made his abdomen clench as taut as his scrotum even before he'd managed it.  When they were at last straight, Tannim's lips pressed to his pair.

	"Look down."

	Rave's head jerked down, but all he could see were his own two hemi-penes, his hand jerking wildly at the left one, and Tannim's hand somewhere between his legs.  His blank expression of discomfort made the dragon realize what was happening and Tannim grabbed a mirror with his tail.

	With it held in place, Rave could finally see his testicles pulled down to his knees.  It made the raptor smile and close his eyes in satisfaction.  Even with the ache from being severely over stretched, it was wonderful achieving that milestone.  Since his hand was holding his cock, one of them, he could be sure that it wasn't just because his entire groin had pulled down either.  He really had his balls down to his knees at last.

	"Damn, Tannim.  You really made it happen!" His legs wobbled a bit as he stood there.  Rave tugged hard on his friend's balls and the fleshy male rope behind them. "Now I get to work on stretching further, just like this."

	"You made it this far, but only just.  It'll be a while before you can even maintain this length, let alone surpass it." Tannim kissed the raptor's balls again. "They do look handsome down there though.  Such a shame it'd be too dangerous for me to tie them off like this." He watched Rave madly pumping his dick.  Both of them had beads of pre o their tips, with the one getting the attention already having a strand hanging off it a few inches long. "I suppose I could hold them here until you can finish, though."

	Rave barely heard.  His body was confused by the severe ball stretching and the pleasure of his masturbation.  Wildly jerking Tannim's pair made it even harder for his body to figure out what hurt and what felt good.  The pain faded, the strain and need to bend his legs with it.  The pleasure built, though it felt further away somehow.  His face contorted under his mask.  His erections swelled.  He came.

	Tannim unfurled and lifted his left wing up from where he lay, catching Rave's dual blasts of semen on his wing membranes.  His hand kept firm hold of the raptor's testis throughout the orgasm.  He could feel them try to clench back to the male's body with each pulse.  It made him smile while his own erection pulsed ignored between his legs.  There was time for that toy later.