The Horse of Pain

Totally helpless and bent over a wooden horse, his balls are exposed and vulnerable to any attack

Jobber's Bulge

Heel destroys the jobber's ample bulge. His manhood is destined to be annihilated in this fight.

Big Bully's Balls Busted

Nut kick

A swift kick to the balls... in a moment, the pain will begin :-)

Shattered Nads

No better way to bring a big man down than a swift kick to his naked balls.

(from the awesome manga pics posted by Moondust)

Musclehead's agony

No matter how muscular you are, you can be bitched by the balls.

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Cry, boy!

Young twink gets his delicate boy balls punished by a dirty-fighting heel.

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That's what you get for wearing those shorts

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Ballbusting Hentai

Hurts so bad

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Kick his Balls

A jock trapped and displayed on the ropes receives a brutal kick to his vulnerable testicles.

Squeeze till he cums

Bawling for his aching balls

Muscular jobber screaming in agony after getting his nuts busted.

My Ballbusting Experiences - Part 1

I've had requests for me to write about my personal experiences with ballbusting. I've always been the target of the busting (my balls, I mean). I'll start with the earliest experiences I remember, and will write more if my readers want me to :-)

The first time I realized how sensitive my balls were was when I was about 6. I was the biggest kid in first grade, and all the other boys were no more than half my size. During recess, I was playing with three other boys from my class. They wanted to be power rangers and I was to be the big evil monster that they had to defeat. All three boys tried really hard to wrestle me to the ground, but being the biggest kid, I was strong enough to resist their best efforts. As the began to tire, I managed to grab two of them in a headlock. Both of them were completely helpless and couldn't free themselves from my grip.

"Help, Red Ranger! Get the monster! Rescue us!" one boy cried out, struggling as hard as he could.

"Let them go!" the supposed Red Ranger yelled at me. He was the smallest kid in my class, and only a third of my size, but somehow he seemed extremely confident while playing the part of the Red Ranger.

"Try and make me! I'm gonna come get you soon, Red Ranger!" I replied.

As my two captors struggled, I tightened my headlocks. I remember that my legs were spread wide to help me keep my balance while I held on to the two wriggling boys.

"I said LET THEM GO!" the Red Ranger wannabe commanded, standing right in front of me, my frame dwarfing him.

"Make me!" I answered smugly, puffing my chest out, as I squeezed the boys' heads harder.

I remember him drawing his right foot back and then swinging it forward as hard as he could. His tiny foot sailed between my legs, right towards where my thighs joined my body, and smacked into my genitals with an audible thwack. I thought his kick didn't hurt at first, and wanted to say something cocky. But a second later it hit me - a wave of the most awful pain I had ever known erupted from my groin and traveled right into the middle and lower part of my abdomen, like the worst tummy ache I ever experienced. I didn't know what happened or why I was in so much pain, but my entire body went weak. My legs turned to rubber and my knees buckled. My tummy cramped up and it felt as though my insides were being twisted, causing me to double over. 

I wanted to groan in pain but I couldn't make any sounds at all. I remember that my arms and legs turned to jelly. The boys escaped my headlock, but all I could focus on was the horrible aching pain exploding from my boy balls. With one hand grasping my traumatized genitals and another held over my tummy, I remember sinking to the ground and trying my best not to cry.

Once I hit the ground, I instinctively curled up in a fetal position, my whole body wracked with pain and feeling as though I wanted to throw up my lunch. I remember only being able to take short, shallow breaths because of the sickening agony.

"I... don't wanna play anymore..." I managed to squeak pitifully, as I fought back the tears.

The boys celebrated Red Ranger for vanquishing the big monster with a simple kick, and ran off to continue playing, leaving me to wallow in my agony. I don't know how long it took but I managed to stagger to a bench where I sat hunched over in pain for the rest of recess, my world entirely consumed by the agonizing ache in my balls that seemed to last forever. 

I limped back to class after recess, my groin still generating dull waves of aching pain. I sat really still for the rest of the day, any movement of my genitals caused my pain to spike, and I was afraid of getting sick in class. When I got home from school, my genitals still ached but the pain was more bearable. Worried about damage to my genitals, I pulled down my pants to inspect my boy parts. My cock was looked normal as far as I was concerned. I touched it but it didn't hurt. My usually pinkish grape-sized balls, however, were bright red and almost twice their size. I gingerly pressed on them between my thumb and index finger, but that sent jolts of sickening pain into my belly. That was the first time I realized that my boy balls were so vulnerable and weak.

As children do, I forgot about that kick in the balls and over the next few years, my balls remained intact and untraumatized. I was not athletic or nerdy, but enjoyed being the class clown. I never had any bullies because of my hulking size, and never had the urge to bully any other kid. I hit puberty at about 11. I was the first boy in my class to reach puberty, and the difference between my large frame and the other boys grew even more obvious. I was 6 feet tall, 200 pounds, and looked like a linebacker compared to the other kids. The most awkward part of puberty were the changes in my groin... pubes grew, I got boners at all times of the day, and my balls grew larger but my cock didn't seem to. I mean, I had the biggest set of balls in my class, but my dick remained kinda average compared to the other boys. When I was 12, I remember playing soccer during gym class. I was asked to be the goalkeeper since I had such a big frame. As an opposing player approached the goal posts, I crouched slightly, my arms and legs spread so I could stop the soccer ball from any direction. About 10 feet away, he kicked the ball hard sending it flying in my direction. I misjudged the direction of the ball and like a guided missile, the ball thundered between my spread legs into my own dangling balls. I was initially too shocked to react but that familiar, horrible, sickening pain soon exploded from my battered balls. Automatically, I let out a guttural groan, hugged myself and sank to the ground in front of my entire class. This time, for some reason, I began writhing in agony, as though trying to distract myself from the awful pain. My gym teacher ran over almost immediately.

"You ok, son?" he asked.

"No... hurts so bad..." I whimpered, trying not to cry as my entire class now stood in a circle watching the biggest kid in class squirming on the ground in anguish.

"Let me check them, son," my gym teacher said.

I tried to resist, horrified that he would be examining my boy parts in public. I soon realized that the more I resisted, the harder he would handle my aching balls and so I just let it happen, hoping to minimize the torture. He rolled each testicle about to make sure they were intact, and I just about screamed from the anguish. As luck would fucking have it, I had a throbbing boner right then.

"They're ok. It hurts like hell, I know, but you'll be ok. Walk it off," he told me.

"I... can't..." I whined. No muscle in my body would work properly, and I didn't want the class to see my boner.

"Help him up!" he ordered two other kids, who helped me to my feet. I heard snickering as I got up, my painfully erect dick tenting my thin cotton gym shorts. I struggled up slowly, clutching my injured genitals and trying to hide my obscene erection, as I limped, doubled over, to the locker-room. I lay on the bench, trying to breathe as I gently massaged my lower abdomen. By the end of gym class a half hour later, I managed to get off the bench, and hop into the shower. My low-hangers were about 30% larger than their usual pingpong ball size, no doubt swollen. I let the cold shower run over my body. My aching balls felt better with the cold but my cock shrunk to ridiculous proportions from the freezing water. As I made my way back to my locker, I could hear rude whispers about my boy parts.

"Big boy has a small pecker!"

"Why are his balls so abnormally big?"

"Why is his weiner so tiny?"

"Why are his balls so big but his cock so small?"

"Why did his little dick hurt so much earlier?"

"Was it his dick or balls that were hurting?"

My cheeks burned with embarrassment but I kept silent, as I changed back into my clothes, taking care not to jostle my aching balls too much. I went back to class in shame and pain, hoping to pass the day quietly. No one said anything but I caught many mocking looks cast in my direction, no doubt from me getting my balls busted during gym class.

"Why were you in pain?" Jason, my friend, finally asked when school ended and we were walking home.

"My balls..." I answered, ashamed as I let it trail off.

"What about them?" Jason continued.

"They were hurt by the damn soccer ball," I answered in exasperation.

"Oh..." he looked surprised.

"Do they hurt so much because they're so big? I mean, I know getting hit in the nuts hurts, but does having bigger balls mean you suffer more pain? Is it like, the bigger they are, the more they hurt? If that's the case, I really feel sorry for you," he persisted.

"I don't know... just stop, ok? I don't wanna talk about it," I huffed.

"Jeez... cool it. No need to get all bitchy," he answered.

"Fuck you!" I growled as I shoved him angrily, sending him tumbling into the grass. We were walking through a park now, and no one was around.

"Fuck you!" he retorted, as he jumped back on his feet and shoved me in return. He was only half my size, and I barely budged.

"You think you can push me around just because you're bigger than me?" he challenged me angrily.

I shoved him again and he stumbled back against a tree.

"Small-dicked, fat-assed motherfucker!" he cursed at me.

All the humiliation I suffered during the day boiled over. I don't know what took over me, but I grabbed my own friend by his shirt and pinned him against the tree in anger.

I was about to say something but I felt something smack into my tender testicles, sending a jolt of pain into my belly. I looked down in time to see Jason's grabbing a handful of my genitals, and squeezing as hard as he could. His hand was small but somehow, he managed to trap both my large testicles between his fingers. As his tiny fingers compressed my already traumatized gonads, pain worse than I had ever experienced before (which I thought was impossible) exploded from my bruised boy balls. I  yelped and immediately let him go, but he maintained his death grip on my badly aching balls. I doubled over in anguish, sobbing pitifully as Jason continued to crush my tenderized testicles. I tried to pull his hand away but that only made him tighten his grip. I began bawling like a fucking baby, surrendering every ounce of dignity I had in the hope that he would have mercy on me and let my balls go. I tried to beg for pity but I couldn't speak at all. The pain was just too sickening. As he continued to mash my tortured testicles, I began seeing stars from the pain, and started retching.

He finally released his grip, and I collapsed to the grass, curled up in a fetal position, trying to nurse my tormented nards. The pain was sickeningly horrible. I sobbed but could hardly breathe or speak as I lay there helplessly.

"You ok, man?" Jason asked, sounding worried.

I whimpered incoherently in return. I don't know how long it took for me to recover but Jason waited by my side, and helped me home once I managed to struggle to my feet.

"You ok, dude?" he inquired once we got in my room.

"I think so," I answered, gingerly sitting down on my bed.

"I'm sorry I attacked you," I apologized, genuinely feeling bad that I attacked my friend.

"I'm sorry that I had to kick your ass," he grinned.

"That was a lucky shot, you little prick. You fought dirty," I answered, only half jokingly.

"Could I check if I had damaged your balls?" he asked.

I hesitated and I don't know why but I just got up and dropped my drawers. There was a large wet sticky spot on the front of my boxers. At that time I didn't know what it was, but looking back, I now know that it was precum. 

Jason pulled down my boxers as well and I didn't stop him. My swollen balls, now the color and size of small apples, flopped in front of him. He gently cradled them in his hands.

"They're huge," he exclaimed as he gawked at their weight and size.

"They're swollen now, thanks to you!" I answered.

Jason smiled but continued to handle my testicles. Very soon, my cock was fully erect. It was weird but I didn't stop him, and Jason didn't seem fazed by my boner.  He had me sit down as he continued to play with my hefty balls. I felt a strange feeling stir in my loins and I was getting lightheaded with what I now know is lust. As Jason got bolder, he began gently tugging on my balls.

"Tell me if it hurts too much," he told me, as I winced a little.

Although it did hurt when he tugged on my bloated balls, it also felt kinda good and I didn't want him to stop. I closed my eyes as I let Jason continue his ministrations. After a few minutes, he squeezed  firmly on both my balls, and I gasped as a new, indescribable ecstatic sensation built up in my balls and erupted in my loins. My body began rocking back and forth involuntarily as grayish globs shot from the tip of my cock. As the glow of that wonderful sensation subsided, I was looked at Jason, confused and spent.

"Please stop... you're hurting me," I groaned. My fragile testicles were still in his grip.

Jason just smiled, laughed, and left my room. Within an hour, my balls had caused the most dreadful pain I had ever known, and the most pleasurable feelings I had ever felt. It was my first orgasm, and it was amazing.

Hauled off the ropes by the balls

A wrestler is about to climb on the turnstiles to execute his signature move but his opponent grabs him by the gonads and drags him back to the center of the ring.

Crushed Balls

Big man's big bulging balls are flattened in a painful squeeze

Helpless

The pain of a simultaneous cock and ball claw is just too much for the loser.

By the balls

Once the wrestler in blue grabs his opponent by the balls, he makes sure his grip is strong and secure. The fight is now over. The other man can only cry in pain as the victor yanks, squeezes, and twists his badly-aching gonads to his heart's content.

Pussy boy's balls busted

You wore a pink bikini to a wrestling match, pussy boy? I guess you won't be needing your two boy balls any longer. I'll just crush them to a pulp for you.

Big man, weak balls

Not even a huge bodybuilder can remain standing after a vicious mule kick to his balls.

Victory Pose

Victory is now assured. The loser can only scream helplessly as the victor crushes his pathetic manhood.

Bedroom Bust

Step on his throat and make his manhood hurt

How much pressure does it take to cause pain?

Japanese guy trying to see how much squeezing it takes to hurt his balls.

Grab and Tug

If you don't go where she wants, she'll rip your balls off

Playing with his tender testicles

After pinning him in a vulnerable position, the victor decides to toy with the loser's exposed boy balls

Bubba joins a Frat

Bubba, the new pledge at the frat, strode confidently into the college frat house. The former high school football player with his 6'8", 260 pound muscular frame expected to be the superstar of the fraternity. He expected that the entire fraternity would be proud to have such a stud like himself as a member. As he entered the door, the entitled, cocky jock dropped his bags near the front door, raised his arms in the air as though he was some rap star.

"Wassup, bros?" he hollered out.

The other frat members raised their eyebrows and smiled as they observed the arrogant, preening idiot strut about, high-fiving everyone in the room. He was soon interrupted by Jesse, who was a senior of the fraternity.

"Who do we have here?" the shirtless Jesse asked.

"Oh, damn, dude! You're fucking skinny!" Bubba stupidly exclaimed.

"Oh, yeah?" Jesse asked, amused by the blustery meathead.

Bubba immediately pulled off his tee, started flexing his brawny biceps and thick pecs, and then proceeded to poke at Jesse's skinny body.

"Fuck, dude! I can count your fucking ribs!" Bubba laughed.

"That skinny little fucker can kick your ass, big boy," chimed another senior frat member with amusement.

"What?! Kick my ass?! Him??" Bubba laughed cockily.

"Quite easily," Jesse smiled.

"Come on, then, kick it! Come kick my ass!" Bubba mocked, as he turned around, bent at the waist and began wiggling his beefy butt from side to side.

Jesse smirked as the big oaf clowned about with his large rump swinging from side to side. His eyes were immediately drawn to the lump between Bubba's muscular legs. Even with jeans on, Jesse could make out two distinct orbs.

"Big boy has a nice big pair of balls! Well, the bigger they are... the more they hurt!" Jesse thought to himself.

"I'm waiting for you to kick my ass, tough guy!" Bubba taunted as he arched his back more, only to make his ample testicles more visible and of course, vulnerable.

Jesse took aim at the distinct bulge formed by the cum-laden, fragile meatballs and launched a snapkick at his bobbing target. His foot sailed forward and crashed into the unprotected lumps with sickening accuracy. All the guys grimaced as a meaty, audible thwack rang out.

Bubba's smile instantly evaporated, his jaw fell open in shock as he felt the impact of the kick connect with his genitals. A split second later, the pain hit him. A sickening wave of pain and nausea erupted from his traumatized testicles, causing the big man to double over and his knees to buckle. The agony was so intense poor Bubba went cross-eyed and could only make high-pitched mewling noises. He tried to remain on his feet but the pain seemed to paralyze every muscle in his body - all the burly man could do was follow his body's reflexive response to the agony exploding from his balls, and sink to the ground.

Bubba was flat on the ground, his face firmly planted against the cold concrete, his hands cradling his shattered manhood, and his ample buttocks poking in the air. He wanted to scream in anguish but could only manage a soft, low-pitched groan.

"Looks like you really kicked his ass, Jess!" a frat brother cheered.

"I want to personally haze my good friend Bubba for the rest of the year, guys! He's mine!" Jesse answered, as he left the Bubba on the ground, his pride and manhood painfully bruised and battered.

Diary of a Boy with Big Balls - Part 4

Dear Diary,

I got back from school today to a rude shock. When I walked through the front door, I saw Adam sitting on the sofa in the living room. He was the boy, half my size, who had squeezed my big balls hard during a wrestling match and reduced me to a sobbing mess.

It turns out that his mom was a colleague of my mom's and they thought it would be great for their two sons to be friends. Little did they know how Adam busted my balls a few weeks earlier!

"I think we would be great friends!" Adam smiled cheerily, as if nothing had ever happened.

I kinda froze, and gave him an awkward smile and mumbled some reply, but he grabbed me around the arm and led me upstairs to my room, loudly chattering about video games.

"Aww, look at those two kids!" I heard my mom coo.

I was apprehensive as Adam led me into my room and shut the door behind me, but was so stunned by the sudden turn of events that I just stood there in silence. With the door closed, Adam's sweet smile quickly morphed into an evil smirk.

"Looks like we're gonna be hanging out more often now, big boy!" he told me, as he tweaked my nose.

Annoyed, I lifted my hand to swat the pint-sized kid away. Without warning, Adam delivered a hard uppercut between my legs. I felt the loose cotton shorts bunch up as his fist hammered into my dangling, egg-sized testicles with an audible thwack. It took a second from the time his knuckles crashed into my tender, fragile boy parts for the pain to hit. My jaw fell open in horror, anticipating the agony I knew was coming... Then it hit. That familiar, horrible, gut-twisting, nauseating, aching pain exploded from my gonads into my gut. I grunted in agony as I sank to my knees, my abdominal muscles cramped up from the pain. I wanted to scream in utter anguish but couldn't draw in enough air to let out more than a pathetic squeak.

I curled up into a fetal position on the ground, tears welling in my eyes as I clutched my aching balls. Adam knelt behind me.

"Awww, did I hurt the big boy's big useless balls?" he mocked me with a high-pitched voice.

He proceeded to turn me on my back. I was weakened by the pain and couldn't resist much. After getting me on my back, he sat astride my chest in a reverse school-boy pin. To my horror, he lifted up the waistband of my shorts and boxers.

"Whoa! Look at those huge nuggets!" he exclaimed. I tried to push him off but he immediately let go of my waistband which snapped back onto my exposed, tenderized testicles.

I whimpered in pain, and stopped fighting back.

"If you try to fight me, it's gonna be more painful for you, big boy!" Adam warned. He then grabbed hold of my pendulous nut-bag and tugged it until it was stretched taut. I groaned in agony, the ache in my testicles steadily growing more intense, and my ball cords felt as if they were about to snap from the tension. With his other hand, he started slapping my dick.

Something weird happened. I sprung a throbbing boner as Adam slapped my cock around. I couldn't understand it. My balls and cock were hurting but I had a fucking boner. Suddenly, I felt a sensation I never felt before building up inside my balls. My gonads felt as though they were pulling up towards my pelvis against Adam's grip, only making my pain and misery worse.

Without warning, my hips began to buck involuntarily and my butt muscles spasmed uncontrollably, as this incredible wave of pleasure I cannot describe rocked my entire body. I let out a deep, guttural groan and I felt globs of hot liquid land on my abdomen. What the fuck was happening to me?!!

Adam turned around, ruffled my hair and laughed as he looked at my red, flustered, confused face.

"Look at the mess you made!" he scolded. I lifted my head, and saw puddles of greyish, creamy liquid covering my groin, abdomen, and some were on the floor. A thin stream dribbled from my deflated cock.

I was speechless. I couldn't understand what just happened. It felt so good, my cock was tingling with pleasure but yet my balls were swollen and aching badly.

"I look forward to our next play date, big boy!" Adam laughed as he left my room.

I gingerly picked myself off the floor, and cleaned up the sticky mess I made. I am so confused, diary. What the fuck just happened to me??

DL

Ball-crushing Punch

Kickboxer's Balls

A kick to his weak balls and he drops to his knees in utter agony, unable to fight anymore.

Dough boy busted

Dough boy gets his balls busted

Bent and busted

While having his back and neck painfully stretched backwards, the loser's pain only gets worse when his bulging balls are squeezed to a mush.

No escape

A little bitch boy tries to crawl away but his bully grabs his tender nards and pulls him right back for more abuse.

College Wrestler's Pain

Brian, the cocky college jock, decided to try out wrestling expecting that he would easily defeat his smaller opponent. Little did he expect that the little guy would not hesitate to fight dirty. During a throw, he made sure to ram his knee into Brian's large, inviting bulge. The cocky jock immediately collapsed in a screaming, miserable heap, clutching at his aching balls.

For more than half an hour, the paralyzing pain exploding from his groin made it impossible for the big meathead to even move.

Brian tried to stand up but the nauseating pain in his big boy balls was too much to bear, and he dropped back to the ground, flat on his ass, writhing in utter agony.

Even after the event was over and almost everyone had gone home, Brian couldn't even get off the ground. All the cocky jock could do was sob and nurse his shattered testicles in humiliation.