Andy stood in the fruit section of the supermarket eyeing the honeydew melons. He pondered if splitting one in half and affixing both hemispheres to his chest would look enough like boobs so that Mike would want to fuck him. But what to do about his lack of a warm, moist gash to receive a turgid member? Suddenly he espied a produce worker cutting up watermelon to sell in the form of prepackaged fruit cups at a significant markup. That gave him an idea. He quickly grabbed the biggest seedless watermelon he could find and took his fruits to the self checkout.

At the luxurious penthouse suite, Andy got to work attaching pieces of fruit to himself in order to attain the functionality of a woman. Then he called Mike into his boudoir to "kill a spider." When Mike entered the boudoir, Andy asked him is his most seductive falsetto "What do you think?"

Mike was aroused by the honeydew melons wreathed in a veritable hedge of Andy's chest hair, but confused by the cut open watermelon Andy clasped between his equally hairy thighs. The watermelon's exposed flesh held a gash just big enough to accommodate the ol' in-out.

"What's with the watermelon, bro?" Mike asked.

"Put your dick in it and find out."

Mike complied and was pleasantly surprised to discover that putting your dick in a warm watermelon was pretty nice. But little did Mike know that on the other side, Andy had carved out another hole for his own dick, so that when Mike thrust in and out the tips of their dicks touched.