When the boy started crying, Mark also hurried over to Ethan to see what had happened. As he observed the situation, he too was taken aback, and he involuntarily gasped at Ethan's di*ck size, exclaiming, "Whoa, calm down bro! We're meant to swim with two legs, not three. Hahahaha!"
"Don't just stand there laughing, help me out of this predicament, you knucklehead," Ethan retorted, struggling to adjust his swimsuit in hopes of concealing the embarrassing mishap.
" Not gonna happen. I'm not going to help you this time. You'll have to figure it out on your own. HAHAHAHA." After uttering these words, Mark exited the changing room, leaving Ethan alone, pondering his next move.
"Hey! Come back, you idiot! At least tell the gym teacher!" Ethan screamed after him, but Mark ran off as if someone had put a firecracker under him.
Ethan sighed heavily, feeling overwhelmed by the predicament he now found himself in.
