If two guys measure their dicks in the woods...whatever, these guys are hung.

Alan is hard up - really, hard up.

Do you know the name of a good snake charmer? 'Cause Ty's python is out of control.

JD is OK, but his cock is spectacular.

Todd + Gonzalez = Sticky Keyboard

Can you guess which one of these cocks stood in for the Oscar Myer weiner when it contracted the clap from a pair of sloppy white buns? Stumped? Neither. It's a trick question. You're so gullible.

Chorizo or Bratwurst? Variety really is the spice of life.

John's bark is worse than his bite, but it's his dick that gets him into real trouble. What a dog.

Jospeh and John are both packing heat, but whose got the biggest gun?

Gene, Gene, the jacking machine.

Tim's ready to blast off, but he needs some help with the countdown. They don't call him young, dumb and full of cum for nothing.

Tony bologna. Is that really how you spell bologna? Who cares when you've got Tony here, stroking his sausage.

Are you hard up? So is Dean. Maybe you can compare notes.

Blaine and Kris just can't get past their differences. So we're trying something new. We're going to see if they can stroke out a resolution.

Cock fight!

Mutual assured destruction. That's mad for short.

He may not be the brightest bulb in the bunch, but you didn't come here for witty banter, now did you?

This is one dick that is not to be missed.

Johann isn't short for Jonathan, in fact Johann isn't short for anything - if you get our drift.

No one ever called him "little guy" and lived to tell about it. Dakota is always strapped with the big guns.

In this battle of the bulge, size is the only thing that matters.

Did we say he's packing a lethal weapon? Really, the last guy the got in Dakota's way was shot right in the face.

This sausage should need no introduction. If it does, you've been hanging around the wrong smokehouse.

Someone get this guy a ruler! He's got something to prove.