It's a miracle the guy doesn't faint -- and that's from sheer displacement of blood, not counting how overwhelming this spectacle must be!
I conjecture that somehow the phallus has become a kind of self-sustaining second heart which would help the guy considerably. I'm not usually into lactation, but that worked explosively well.
The phrase "Get a room!" won't work for them -- it's more like "Get an auditorium!"
