transmasc jock with strong muscles from working out every day to try and get the t flowing through his body and get his muscles all beefed up, finally getting growth and/or bottom surgery and wanting so so so badly to penetrate something. glancing over at the watermelon. debating grabbing his little leatherman pocket knife he bought to look cool, the one he has clipped to his former-lesbian-days carabiner on his belt, and contemplating hollowing out a hole in the melon. finally he gets so horny and desperate and the stroker and lube and air pulse vibe isn’t doing it for him anymore and he needs to Thrust. then the realization that he's just fucked and nutted into a fruit is embarassing for him and he's a little bashful about it and then his solution is "well i have to dispose of a wholeass watermelon somehow and make it look normal-ish. uhhh." and so he decides "fuck it I'm going to keep fucking this fruit I'm still horny and turned on by my own embarassment" and he orgasms so hard with his thighs clenched together that he crushes the melon and briefly gets reminded of what its like to have that many sticky wet juices on his legs and then he's like "...well i guess that disposed of the watermelon ahahah,"
