A 30-year-old sex addiction therapist discovers he has a benign tumor in his brain after getting ferociously dinged in the testicles during a game of pick-up basketball. It proves to be a good thing—the surgery to remove the tumor helps put his long-dormant pituitary gland in action, essentially hurling him into pubescence over the course of three weeks. Sex, masturbation, pimples and squeaky voices are all new personal experiences to Peter (Johnny Simmons), and we witness them possess him in clichéd sequences like a demonic possession. Set within standards of a sub-genre that rely heavily on skin, sex talk, body fluid and slapstick, debut director Kevin Pollak's raunchy comedy "The Late Bloomer" is merely cheesy and horny, but rarely amusing.