Grab and lift

Brotherly Love - Part 3

Tyler had beaten and humiliated his older step-brother and former bully, Josh, twice in two days. After discovering how sensitive and weak the humongous bodybuilder's testicles were, Tyler mercilessly targeted the overgrown but fragile organs to defeat and emasculate him. The brawny bully was reduced to a whimpering pathetic submissive by a small gymnast, a quarter of his size.

"Hey Tiny!" a loud voice stirred Josh from his slumber. He had been up all night, the throbbing pain from his abused testicles made it almost impossible to sleep. He finally managed to fall into a fitful slumber and ignored the annoying voice, turned on his stomach and covered his head with his pillow.

"Wake up, Tiny!" the voice persisted.

"Lemme alone," the massive bodybuilder mumbled.

Tyler ran his little fingers along the groggy male's ass crack, tracing a line between the huge ass cheeks repeatedly.

"Don't touch my ass, fag!" Josh growled angrily as he tried to swat Tyler away.

"Ahhhh... fuck... please... I'm sorry!" the husky beast whimpered immediately as Tyler cruelly grabbed and squeezed his fat pink balls.

"What did you call me, Tiny?" Tyler demanded, crushing the fleshy orbs, sending waves of pain pulsing through Josh's ponderous frame.

"I'm sorry, sir! I'm so sorry, sir!" Josh whined miserably, now fully awake.

"You belong to me now, and I can do anything I want to you, Tiny. Isn't that right?" Tyler barked.

Josh hesitated, and Tyler slapped his trapped, swollen testicles.

"Answer me, pig!" he demanded, raining down hard slaps on the wailing giant's aching gonads.

"Yes, sir! Yes, sir!" he desperately screamed.

"Good! Now get your fat ass downstairs and make me breakfast, or I'll break your fucking weak balls!" he threatened.

Josh groaned in pain, clutching his badly-aching testicles as he ambled to the kitchen and obediently prepared breakfast for his younger step-brother.

"Good boy! Come eat with me," Tyler commented as Josh served his meal.

"Are you going to the gym today, Tiny?" Tyler asked the sullen bodybuilder as they finished eating.

"Yes, sir," he muttered in response, and was told to go to the living room when he was done cleaning the dishes.

Josh lumbered slowly to the living room, trying to stop his traumatized testicles from sloshing around too much. Tyler smiled at his 6'7", 350 lb older stepbrother and gave him a box with a bow.

"A gift for you, Tiny. Open it," he said. Josh found a metal cock cage and a few pairs of pink thongs.

"What are these?" he asked apprehensively.

"This is for your sad little dick. I don't really care to see it, and I don't want you constantly playing with it. From today, you can only cum when I allow you to," Tyler explained, as he attempted to slip it on Josh's shriveled 2 inch member.

"FUCK NO!" DON'T TOUCH MY COCK, BITCH!" Josh erupted, and tried to kick his younger brother. Tyler's lightning reflexes saved him from a devastating kick to the head in the nick of time. The gorilla of a man was blind with rage and tried to kick Tyler again. This time,  the petite teenager grabbed his massive leg and as the burly bodybuilder struggled to keep his balance, Josh's leg was twice as big as Tyler's tight, wiry body but the gymnast easily held on to it and delivered a well-aimed kick to the low-hanging pair of avocado-sized testicles swinging about like a pendulum.

The huge male screamed in anguish but Tyler sent two more kicks that smashed into the pink, bobbing, jumbo-sized meatballs before flipping his leg over his head and sending the giant flying across the living room floor.

Josh lay on the cold floor, sobbing in agony, hugging himself and trying to suppress the blazing pain in his abused babymakers.

Tyler turned him on his back, and sat on his huge barrel-like chest with his butt inches from Josh's face. He slapped his micro dick about playfully, and said, "Oh when will you ever learn, Tiny? I can easily beat your fat ass, or should I say, fat balls, any time I like. If you try to fight back, I'm just gonna hurt these big worthless lumps of meat hanging between your legs!"

Tyler grabbed Josh's bloated and battered balls to drive his point home. The colossal bodybuilder sobbed loudly as the gymnast, only a quarter of his size, yanked hard on his traumatized testicles. Tyler then quickly slipped the metal cock cage which was connected to a ring that locked snugly around the base of Josh's scrotum.

"It fits! I bought the smallest size possible, and worried if that little nub you call a cock would slide right out!" Tyler mocked as Josh fumbled at the contraption locked around his manhood.

"I have the key, and I will only unlock it when you earn to privilege to get hard or cum," he told him.

"Now, Tiny, since you are now my muscle slave, I want you to only wear these beautiful satin pink thongs from now on. You are not allowed to wear any other underwear except for these. Put one on now," he continued.

Josh obeyed and turned red with shame as he looked in a mirror. He thought he looked like a fag with the pink thong flossing and showing off his large ass. The pouch in the front accentuated the his bulging oversized testicles.

"Off to the gym, big boy. I want you to get bigger for me! I expect you to grow to 400 pounds in 2 months!" Tyler commanded.

Josh was completely mortified as he entered the gym. He tried to work out but felt utterly humiliated. His neon pink thong was clearly visible beneath his skimpy white cotton shorts, particularly after he was drenched in sweat. His bulge was more obscene than ever. Guys who used to envy and admire his massive physique were laughing derisively at him. A few even made lewd comments about Josh's pink panties. Josh soldiered through his workout, and when he got home, found Tyler waiting for him.

"Take everything off except your thong," he commanded.

Josh obeyed. His legs and ass pumped from his workout, the thong appeared even tinier on his gigantic frame.

"Drink double the amount of protein you usually do. I want this husky body growing bigger!" Tyler ordered as he patted the hulking bodybuilder's chunky gut and thick chest.

Josh submissively obeyed his younger stepbrother for two weeks. He put on another 20 pounds during this period, but grew increasingly sexually frustrated from not being able to jerk off. He couldn't even get hard because of the cock ring, and became almost insane from horniness. When he thought that Tyler was out one weekend, he went to his room and rummaged through his drawers, intent on finding the key to unlock his cock cage. Tyler returned home with his friend and fellow gymnast, Jaden. Hearing the loud rustling noises from his room, Tyler and Jaden quietly sneaked over to investigate, fearing a burglar.

Much to their surprise, they saw the thick bodybuilder clad in his bright thong bent over and searching in the cabinet, his plump ass jiggling around and his fat bulge swinging between his huge thighs.

"Tiny!" Tyler said, shocking his stepbrother.

"Uh... I was looking for... the... uh..." Josh stuttered.

"Who gave you permission to go through my things?" Tyler scolded. Josh hung his head in shame and fear, terrified of the beating he expected.

"I will need to punish you for this, muscle bitch!" he went on. Jaden eyed the massive bodybuilder with lust and desire. At 4'9", and 90 lbs he was smaller than Tyler, but had always wanted to dominate a larger male.

"Let me fight him, Ty. If he wins, he won't get punished. If he loses, we get to punish him together," Jaden smiled. Tyler looked at him, grinned and agreed.

All three headed to the basement. Tyler ordered Josh to fight naked, with only the metal cockcage on. Jaden was clad in his black boxer briefs. The two faced off in the middle of the basement. Josh looked at this short, skinny, weak-looking teen and laughed to himself.

"No holds barred. First to submit loses," Tyler announced.

"I'll try not to bust your pretty face up too much," the meathead told Jaden.

"You can try, big boy," Jaden laughed.

"You're pretty enough to fuck, boy. I think I may just empty these big puppies inside you when I'm done beating you up," Josh thrust his hips forward, causing his plump, cum-filled, low-hanging balls to flop about.

"Oh, dude. I don't know if you could fuck me with that little worm," Jaden mocked, pointing at Josh's micro-penis.

Enraged at the pint-sized teen's taunt, Josh lumbered towards him with his arms outstretched, planning to grab him.

"He's making this too easy for me," Jaden thought to himself as he sent a kick sailing between Josh's bulky thighs. A sickening thwack rang out, as Jaden's foot smashed into the big oaf's sizable testicles. The burly meathead howled and doubled over in agony, hugging himself as Jaden danced out of his reach. His already delicate balls were so full of cum they were much more sensitive than usual. Jaden could have finished him off right there but the sadistic teen wanted to toy with the massive bull instead of quickly beating him into submission.

Josh managed to quell the nauseating pain after a couple of minutes to continue the fight. He again lumbered towards the small, agile gymnast, trying to bear hug him. Jaden again unceremoniously kicked the oafish giant in his distended, vulnerable balls. Josh squealed and immediately folded up like a pretzel. Jaden strolled behind the doubled-over bodybuilder, smiled, and jabbed his finger between his spread cheeks right into his puckered pink asshole. Josh screamed and jumped from this new assault, almost forgetting the blazing pain in his groin. As he spun around to face his tormentor, Jaden grabbed his boulder-like shoulders and drove his knee upwards, crushing the stunned bodybuilder's bloated and battered balls against his pelvis.

Josh gasped in shock and pain, but Jaden again sent his bony knee flying into his delicate dangling testicles with ferocious force. He let out a deep guttural groan as he sank to his knees, clutching his shattered, spunk-filled balls in anguish. After reducing his enormous opponent to a much more manageable height, Jaden launched a few punches to his pudgy face. Annoyed by the stinging blows, Josh raised his brawny arms to fend off the attack. He managed to grab Jaden's arms, and cried out in triumph, thinking that he finally had his pint-sized tormentor.

His mirth was premature though. Thinking quickly, Jaden drew his foot back and sent it careening into Josh's unprotected big bobbing balls. Josh's jaw fell slack as waves of gut-wrenching pain exploded from his traumatized testicles. Stunned, he stupidly continued to hold on to Jaden's arms, as if that would help him win the fight. Unperturbed, Jaden sent a volley of savage kicks to the overgrown bodybuilder's vulnerable and rapidly-swelling sperm-tanks.

The hulking meathead finally let the ferocious gymnast go, and slumped to the floor, making high-pitched mewling noises as he curled up in the fetal position. Instead of forcing his submission, Jaden calmly sat down beside Tyler and waited for the burly brute to recover enough before dishing out more punishment.

"This is too easy. I feel kinda bad," Jaden told Tyler.

"I know. He can't fight at all. He's all brawn but no brains. You should have seen how easily I beat his big ass a couple of weeks ago," Tyler answered.

"His big balls you mean? Jaden quipped.

"Oh yeah. Those balls are so abnormally big but fucking weak! A little tap and he's crying like a baby!"

"His junk is weird. Huge fucking balls but a tiny dick smaller than my pinkie!" Jaden continued.

"I know, right! I've seen bigger dicks on all the guys in our class!" Tyler mocked.

This went on for some time. When Josh eventually recovered, he noticed that the two gymnasts were distracted by their conversation, and crept up towards them. With a loud yell, he threw himself at them, hoping that his hefty mass would be an advantage. Surprised, both teens tried to escape but the heavy goliath fell directly on Tyler while Jaden managed to dodge him just in time.

"I've got you know, bitch. I'm gonna kill you!" Josh hissed as he pinned Tyler to the ground. Tyler struggled valiantly but was no match against weight of the huge beast on top of him. Tyler began to panic with his step brother's face inches away from his own.

Thinking quickly, Jaden plunged his hands between the brute's bulging butt cheeks and grabbed his swollen, oversized gonads and pulled them towards him as hard as he could, stretching the giant's ball-cords to breaking point. Suddenly, the murderous expression on Josh's face turned into one of utter fear and shock. The bodybuilder's eye bulged out as he let out a strangled gasp.

Using the bodybuilder's pendulous scrotum as a leash, he dragged him backwards, forcing the meathead to release Tyler and crawl backwards to try to relieve the awful pain erupting from his crushed testicles and prevent them from being ripped off.  Jaden hauled the screaming oaf by his elongated, stretchy ballsac around the basement. The brawny bodybuilder looked ridiculous crawling backwards as fast as he could as the wily little gymnast dragged him by his aching genitals. After a few minutes, Jaden forced the husky male to kneel in a corner.

"Bring your right arm back!" Jaden commanded. Wracked by nausea and pain from his gonads, Josh readily complied, hoping for some mercy from his diminutive but vicious opponent. Jaden twisted his thick muscled limb behind him, sending searing pain through his shoulder and arm, as he forced the whining meathead to his feet.

"Hold him there," Tyler said, walking up to his stepbrother. He grabbed his hair, pulled his head backwards, and smiled at him.

"Now I'm gonna make you regret that stunt!" he told the terrified brute.

"No please... don't please... man, please, I beg you..." Josh's pleas turned into incomprehensible blubbering screams and sobs as Tyler began speed-bagging the heavy, grapefruit-sized, cum-filled balls dangling invitingly between his trunk-like thighs.

Josh was trapped in the corner, unable to double over, and kept on his feet by Jaden's arm lock. He used his free arm to try to protect his abused genitals but because his ballsac was so saggy and pendulous, his testicles were out of his reach. Tyler was free to inflict as much pain on his big sorry balls as he liked.

Tyler continued pummeling the hysterical male's manhood for what seemed an eternity. The meaty thuds of Tyler's little fists smacking into Josh's bobbing balls turned into a squishy sound, like slapping wet dough, as the sobbing oaf's bloated baby-makers swelled from the beating. The beefy bodybuilder's large frame suddenly shuddered uncontrollably as he released a high-pitched, strangled squeak, and a stream of milky liquid began pouring from his locked cock. His hefty body went limp and he sank to the ground like a bag of wet cement. Tyler stood back and Jaden released the big man, who crumpled into a heap on the ground, breathing heavily but not responding.

"Fuck, you beat the cum of out him!" Jaden remarked, impressed. Josh had collapsed into the pool of his own jizz.

"He's out cold," Tyler continued, kicking the brawny man's body to check. They left the unconscious bodybuilder there in the basement. Jaden had a raging boner. His impressive member tented his shorts obscenely, and caught Tyler's attention.

"Wow, someone's turned on!" he commented.

"Fuck yeah. Dominating your big beefy stepbrother was such a fucking turn-on," Jaden answered.

"Can I have a few minutes alone with him when he comes to?" Jaden asked, with a grin.

"Why?" Tyler smiled.

"Well, you don't want to send me home with blue balls, do you?" Jaden replied cheekily. Tyler nodded, his own excited cock springing to full mast.

A low groan from the basement signaled that the husky meathead regained consciousness. His head groggy and swimming with pain and post-orgasmic pleasure, Josh crawled across the basement floor to his bed. All he wanted to do was sleep off the throbbing pain in his genitals.

As he pulled himself from the floor, a voice from behind started the brawny oaf.

"Hey, Tiny!" Tyler called out.

"Oh God no... please, bro... I can't take anymore. Please don't hurt me any more. My boys can't take any more, they're fucking swollen to the size of cantaloupes now," Josh pleaded pitifully, as he knelt before Jaden and Tyler. It was a ridiculous sight - a massive, almost 400 lb hulking beast was begging two tiny gymnasts, who were both barely a quarter of his size, not to hurt him.

"If you do as we ask, we won't hurt you. In fact, we will unlock your little cock and let you play with it," Jaden told him.

"Anything, man! Anything! I'll do anything. Just don't hurt my balls anymore," Josh answered, trembling with fear.

"If you try anything stupid, I promise I will break your left nut!" Tyler threatened.

"I won't, man! I swear I'll do whatever you want me to do," Josh whimpered.

Tyler unlocked Josh's cock cage, revealing his micro-dick. Jaden made Josh get on all fours and knelt behind him. Josh whined miserably, terrified that the two sadists would bust his aching balls again. Jaden gently touched and ran his fingers along the back of Josh's pendulous ballsac, lightly tapping the back and bottom of his swollen testicles.  The hefty male initially whined and sniveled in panic but soon, began making little moans of pleasure. His little cock was fully erect at a ridiculous 3 inches. Jaden's fingers wandered higher, lingering on the horny male's taint before wandering to his pink asshole, the bodybuilder was in ecstasy, instinctively arching his back and spreading his thick ass-cheeks to give Jaden more access to his erogenous zones.

Tyler dropped his shorts, exposing his massive 11-inch cock. Josh was stunned at how hung his pint-sized stepbrother was. He was four times as big as Tyler but Tyler's dick was 5 times bigger than his own.

Josh's eyes rolled back and his mouth opened with desire as Jaden began thrusting his tongue in and out of his smooth hole. Tyler put his throbbing cock on Josh's lips, and the oversized bodybuilder began sucking and licking it submissively. Jaden continued rimming the burly male, driving him mad with lust.

"You won't be a virgin from today, man," Jaden whispered.

"Oh fuckkkkkkk...." Josh moaned as Jaden slid his hard 10-inch member inside him. The initial pain was replaced by immense pleasure as Jaden began thrusting hard. Tyler began throat-fucking the bodybuilder as Jaden pounded his ample ass. Soon, Jaden let out a deep moan as he emptied his load inside Josh's plump ass. Tyler also released a hot gush of his own thick jizz down Josh's throat.

Spent, both teens stood up, and Josh got on his knees. His micro-dick was throbbingly erect, as he licked their cocks clean without even being asked to.

"You're allowed to cum now, Tiny," Tyler told him.

Josh immediately began jerking himself off. The hulking male could only use two fingers to pleasure his minuscule dick - pinching it between his index finger and thumb, he made rapid but small movements until he let out a guttural groan and sent globs of grey spunk flying across the floor. The force of his orgasm mixed with the gut-wrenching pain from his busted balls was just too intense and Josh collapsed to the ground.

Jaden and Tyler left the panting, exhausted bodybuilder to wallow in a puddle of his own jizz, both talking about when they should use and abuse their muscle slave again.

Roped

Coach Payne - Part 2

After Payne was humiliated by a group of high school kids that he used to pick on and was forced to leave his coaching job, he spent almost all his time between the gym and eating huge amounts to pack on more mass. He transformed his physique from a muscular quarterback to that of a burly linebacker, standing 6'7", and weighing a hefty 400 lbs.

Shamed by what happened at his former high school, the hulking bodybuilder traveled to Japan for a job as a wrestler. He remained as cocky and obnoxious as ever, which fit his role as a heel in the wrestling ring. Reveling in that role, he loved playing dirty and beating down the Japanese wrestlers, and loved the jeers of the crowd. His trademark bright silver bikini was designed with a large pouch in the front to accommodate and show off his oversized gonads. He always talked about how he was so hung that his cock entered the ring half a minute before he did, and made sure the cameras were focused on the obscene bulge between his thighs.

The difference between Payne and the other wrestlers was that he remained an obnoxious asshole on and off stage. The other wrestlers played particular personas on stage but behind the scenes, were cordial to each other. Not Payne. He was a dick to everyone. He loved showing off his physique and overgrown genitals by parading naked in the locker room, and boasting about all the women he fucked. The other wrestlers hated him with a passion. The final straw came when he hit on Kenji's wife and dropped his pants to show off his ample manhood when she refused his advances. 

Kenji was a scrappy street fighter in real life, but always played the jobber in the ring. The crowd loved seeing the handsome boyish wrestler lose to older heels, and Kenji was more than willing to play this popular role. He was 25, and at 5' and 120 lbs, and tiny compared to Payne, but was so incensed by Payne's disrespect that he gathered the other wrestlers to plan an appropriate punishment. A match between Kenji and Payne was arranged for fights leading up to the Grand Championship, the biggest event of the year. These fights attracted massive crowds, and Kenji wanted Payne's punishment to be as public as possible.

The night of the match finally arrived. Kenji sat in the locker room, in his black speedos and matching boots, quietly focusing his mental state on the fight. Payne, on the other hand, was his usual obnoxious self, crassly talking about how he had not fucked a female in three days and his already big balls were much bigger and fuller than usual.

"Damn, these puppies are so full of spunk my trunks barely fit!" he announced as he pulled up his skimpy silver briefs. The other wrestlers stared with a mixture of curiosity, resentment, and annoyance at how the sides of Payne's abnormally large testicles protruded from the sides of his tiny trunks. Payne didn't mind the stares, attributing it to envy at his endowment.

"Anyone wanna suck my dick so I can empty these bad boys?" Payne laughed loudly as he grabbed his overstuffed package lewdly.

The announcer signaled the wrestlers to get ready. Kenji entered the ring to the cheers of the crowd. He went to his corner, raised his arms to the roar of the audience. Payne then entered, and the loud cheers turned into hisses and jeers. The two wrestlers could not be more different. Kenji had a tight muscular physique, like a fitness model, and had a quiet focused air. Payne's large hairy body was almost four times larger, with a 80' barrel-like chest, a somewhat flabby gut, brawny arms twice the size of Kenji's neck, and massive thighs  three times bigger than Kenji's waist. Payne cockily raised his arms, and even grabbed his groin to mock and insult the crowd. The bell rang and the wrestlers circled each other.

It was a David versus Goliath match for sure. Payne seized Kenji and tossed him across the ring. Kenji broke the fall easily, and jumped right back to his feet. Payne repeated the move several times, and each time, he bounced right back to his feet. The bigger wrestler then threw Kenji against the turnbuckle, charged at him, launching his hefty body to crush him against the turnbuckle. Kenji deftly ducked and dove between Payne's thick legs, surprising the beefy wrestler who found himself colliding with the turnbuckle instead. The crowd cheered wildly for the petite Kenji.

Payne tried to deliver a few chops to Kenji's neck but he avoided every single blow, much to Payne's frustration. He managed to grab Kenji and threw him against the turnbuckle again. Kenji pretended to be stunned by the impact, to bait Payne into launching himself like a bull towards him. As predicted, the hulking behemoth threw himself at the smaller man, hoping to pin him against the turnbuckle. At the last minute, Kenji ducked and dove between his legs again, but this time, as he did, he launched a quick chop that smashed into Payne's overgrown testicles. Payne yelped in shock and pain, but before he could react to protect his fragile manhood, a well-aimed kick from Kenji sailed between his trunk-like legs. The toe of his boot smashed right in the center of his bulging package with an audible smack.

Payne screamed in agony, clutched his injured balls and slumped against the turnbuckle. The audience went insane, cheering hysterically at how Kenji had turned the tables on his huge opponent. Kenji could have finished off the hefty wrestler right then but decided that he would prolong his humiliation and defeat. After a few minutes, Payne managed to suppress the nauseating ache in his manhood and turned to face Kenji, burning with rage and revenge. He lumbered towards the smaller man and began swinging palm strikes at him. Kenji easily avoided the brawny bodybuilder's attacks, and as he began to tire, Kenji launched his counter-attack of palm strikes. Payne appeared unfazed by the strikes on his chest, and abdomen. Kenji delivered a sharp strike to Payne's oversized, cum-laden testicles drawing a howl from the massive bodybuilder. Another strike to his aching gonads made him double over automatically, and Kenji struck the side of his head. Payne straightened up to protect his head as he staggered backwards, leaving his manhood vulnerable. Kenji continued his relentless attack, striking the retreating wrestler in his bobbing balls and face until his back was against the ropes.

Payne was in a world of agony. He tried to protect his face and delicate testicles against the furious Kenji but to no avail. Out of desperation, he kicked forwards and caught Kenji by surprise. Kenji reacted to avoid the kick but a split second too late. Payne's large boot connected with his torso and sent him flying across the ring. The kick would have been more devastating but Payne had been weakened by nauseating agony blazing in his groin. The crowd gasped as their underdog hero tumbled across the ring but cheered as he stood to his feet. Payne charged at him like a bull before he could react,  and slammed him against the ropes, knocking the air out of him. The burly wrestler backed up and smashed the petite Kenji against the ropes again and again. Kenji curled up to protect his body against the impact and Payne assumed that he was winning. He grabbed Kenji's arm and threw him against the ropes, and as he rebounded, extended his brawny arm to clothesline the pint-sized wrestler.

Kenji ducked, avoiding Payne's arm but the gigantic male managed to grab and throw him against the ropes yet again, still wanting to perform the clothesline. This time, as he bounced off the ropes and flew towards Payne's hulking frame, Kenji grabbed him around the shoulders and drove his knee upwards between his thick thighs. The momentum built up by rebounding off the ropes and flying towards Payne was focused on Kenji's kneecap that exploded into the large bodybuilder's squishy, fragile testicles. The hefty wrestler's jaw fell open in shock as agonizing pain erupted from his battered balls. He sank to his knees as his muscles turned to jelly, clutching his aching gonads and making mewling noises.

The crowd roared in approval. Kenji raised his arms in victory as he marched around the much larger Payne. His massive legs felt like rubber but the huge bodybuilder forced himself to his feet after a few minutes, trying his best to ignore the horrible pain radiating from his rapidly-swelling testicles. He was supposed to beat the petite wrestler in this match, and was furious that Kenji had the audacity to attack him with low blows.

"Fuck this wrestling shit! I'm gonna beat you up like a real man!" Payne spat in disgust. He raised his fists, much to the shock of the audience and the other wrestlers. The referee tried to stop him but Payne swatted him out of the way. The match had degenerated into a street brawl.

Kenji was unfazed. Like an angry bull, the beefy bodybuilder swung wild haymakers at the boyishly-handsome male, but his attacks were so clumsy the lithe fighter dodged and avoided every single punch. Kenji taunted the hulking gorilla by slapping him every time he ducked away from his clumsy punches. The enormous male grew more enraged, his face turning red with fury and from the repeated slaps. Payne lunged at Kenji and managed to grab him by the neck, and began squeezing.

Thinking quickly, Kenji took aim at Payne's oversized bobbing balls right in front of his face and fired off a volley of uppercuts that slammed into the soft, bloated organs wrapped only in flimsy silver satin fabric. Payne groaned in shock as the nauseating pain exploded into his gut. He maintained his grip on Kenji's neck but was significantly weakened by the sickening pain in his male parts. Kenji then grabbed the fat meatballs flopping about before him. The squishy organs were so big that he had to grasp one in each hand. Payne kept his grip on the smaller male's neck, and tried to strangle him. Kenji crushed  the huge bodybuilder's delicate dangling gonads in his unforgiving grip, sending the burly man's pain level into the stratosphere. The nauseating, bone-breaking agony exploded from his groin as Kenji kneaded his cum-laden, fragile testicles like worthless lumps of dough eventually became too unbearable and Payne released the pint-sized wrestler.

Kenji let go of Payne's bloated and battered balls  but delivered a quick jab to his traumatized testicles in parting. Payne squealed in anguish as he dropped to the mat, clutching and nursing his swollen, badly-aching manhood. This match was not turning out how he expected it to.

Kenji circled his massive opponent slowly, like a wolf circling an injured bull. He wanted to beat the burly man into submission but restrained himself, deciding that prolonging the bodybuilder's humiliation would be more fun. Payne eventually managed to suppress the nausea and awful ache in his ponderous testicles enough to stand up. His overgrown balls were so swollen that his tight skimpy trunks couldn't contain them and they protruded obscenely from the sides. He glared at Kenji, determined to beat the smaller man to a pulp.

"Your big balls are pretty weak, dude. A few taps and you're on the mat crying like a fucking baby," Kenji taunted.

"You fucking fought dirty!" Payne spat back.

"You're always bragging about your junk. I thought you could take some pain but your big sorry balls are just useless, man!" Kenji continued.

Payne growled furiously and threw himself at Kenji with his muscular arms spread. Blind with rage, the gargantuan bodybuilder just wanted to grab and crush his pint-sized tormentor. As the behemoth bore down on him, Kenji instinctively brought his knee up and Payne crashed into it, balls first. The big man let out a guttural cry of anguish as his tenderized testicles were crushed against Kenji's knee by the force of his own momentum.

Payne collapsed in agony, but fell on top of the surprised Kenji. The smaller male could not withstand the mammoth weight of the oversized wrestler and both of them fell to the mat. Payne was so consumed the sickening agony erupting from his battered balls that he failed to appreciate his superior position until it was too late. He tried to grab hold of Kenji but the lithe fighter wriggled out of his grasp. In the melee, Kenji noticed that Payne's overgrown, pendulous gonads slipped out of his tiny trunks. He plunged his hands between the burly man's thick thighs and grabbed the fat, pink, fuzzy meatballs which were now swollen to the size of potatoes.

Payne whimpered incoherently as he suddenly realized his predicament but it was too late. Kenji squeezed the beefy bodybuilder's big sorry balls as hard as he could. The huge wrestler's burly body spasmed uncontrollably, his limbs flailed about wildly, and his face turned into a mask of pure anguish from the nauseating pain exploding from his abused genitals. Utterly drained of strength by the waves of agony pounding his manhood and gut, the humongous bodybuilder could not summon the strength to fight back and appeared resigned to defeat after a few minutes. Kenji's fingers were firmly wrapped around the squishy orbs of  testicular flesh, digging into and crushing the nerve-filled organs. The gigantic Payne's burly body eventually went limp and twitched weakly as the sadistic Kenji continued squeezing his pathetically weak gonads.

The smaller male managed to maneuver out from under the behemoth's weight and forced him on his side, all the while maintaining his unforgiving grip on his traumatized testicles. Payne began sobbing in agony and defeat. The camera zoomed in on his tear-stained face and groin. The crowd cheered and laughed as the camera zoomed in on Payne's crotch. Kenji's small fingers were gripped around the overgrown wrestler's bruised and rapidly-swelling balls so tightly that purplish meaty bubbles and blobs of testicular flesh protruded between his fingers.

"Please... I give! I fucking give!! Stop!!" Payne managed to cry out in a high-pitched squeal.

"What did you say?" Kenji asked, giving Payne's bloated balls a firm tug.

"I give!!!" Payne screamed hysterically.

Kenji unceremoniously released the tormented wrestler's bruised and battered balls which fell on the mat with an audible plop, causing Payne to yelp loudly. The vanquished bodybuilder weakly curled into the fetal position, sobbing softly as he gingerly held his bruised and bloated balls. They were swollen to the size of grapefruits but Payne was somewhat relieved that they were intact. Kenji placed his boot on his defeated opponent's neck and raised his arms in victory, as the crowd roared in approval.

Three other Japanese wrestlers then appeared and walked to the ring. The crowd fell silent, wondering what was about to happen. Payne was oblivious to it all, too busy hugging himself and nursing his aching genitals. They quickly attached chains to the beams on the ceiling and the turnstiles. The wrestlers, about the same size and build as Kenji, then grabbed  the hulking bodybuilder under his arms and hoisted him to his feet. Kenji pulled Payne's silver trunks off.

"Hey! What the fuck!" Payne protested. A quick slap to his sore pendulous testicles shut him up immediately.

The chains were fastened around Payne's wrists and ankles rapidly and before the large male realized what was going on, he was secured with his arms over his head and his legs spread wide apart.

Payne whimpered as he struggled to escape but his restraints kept him in his vulnerable position. Kenji smiled as he slowly walked around the trapped bodybuilder.

"Time to have some fun, big boy!" Kenji said as he delivered a swift kick to the giant's ample, low-hanging plums. Payne screamed in anguish, and instinctively tried to slam his legs together and double over but the chains held him in place. He hung his head, sobbing and pleading for mercy.

"Please don't hurt my balls anymore. I can't take any more..." he whined miserably.

"Should have remembered how weak your useless balls were before you flashed them at my wife," Kenji hissed in return, stuffing Payne's sweaty trunks into his open mouth. The beefy man gagged at the taste and smell of his own sweaty ass and crotch.

Payne's heart sank as he realized why he was in this predicament. Kenji was out for revenge, and was not going to show him any mercy.

The smaller wrestler then took out a razor blade, much to Payne's horror.

"Don't worry, pussy boy. I'm not gonna cut you," he laughed as he proceeded to shave the gorilla of a man. The audience cheered as Kenji slowly removed every hair follicle from his body except for his crotch. Somehow, his hairless, burly, pasty body was not as intimidating.

"You look like a pink pig now, fat boy!" Kenji taunted. He brought the razor towards the sobbing bodybuilder's groin and the beefy male immediately began struggling.

"You better keep still unless you want me to accidentally slice your  worthless babymakers off," he warned. Payne immediately stopped struggling. Kenji slowly shaved the humiliated male's genitals, taint and ass, emasculating the cocky wrestler who considered his hirsute body a sign of his virility.

The pint-sized wrestler then brought out a riding crop. As he circled the trapped bodybuilder, he whipped his freshly-shaved body without warning, taking particular aim at his salami-sized nipples, inner thighs, and the base of his cock. Soon, the hulking wrestler's beefy pasty torso were covered in red welts. He then stood behind the whimpering bodybuilder and focused on whipping his fat jiggly butt and the super sensitive back of his hanging balls. The agony was so unbearable that Payne's jaw fell open in a silent scream as tears streamed down his face. His burly body spasmed and shook in pain, and soon, the hefty male began gagging and coughing from the nauseating agony blazing from his abused manhood.

Payne's thick pale ass was covered in red welts and his smooth swollen ballsac turned purplish crimson. Kenji signaled the other wrestlers and the chains were released. The huge wrestler collapsed limply to the mat, sobbing and mumbling incoherently from the horrible pain.

The other wrestlers then brought a pummel horse to the center of the ring, and hoisted the whimpering bodybuilder on it, and tying him on his belly with his brawny arms and thick legs secured under him. His fat pasty welt-covered ass was on full display with his once-proud but now grotesquely swollen testicles hanging below.

Kenji stood in front of the terrified bodybuilder's tear-stained face.

"Please don't hurt my balls any more... please, man..." he begged.

"If you don't want me to destroy your fat useless balls..." Kenji said, and pulled down his trunks to reveal his hard 7 inch cock.

Payne stared at it in stunned silence. Kenji slapped him twice.

"Suck on it, bitch!" he commanded.

Payne relinquished whatever was left of his manhood that night and began servicing Kenji. He dutifully slurped and sucked on the turgid member, gagging as salty precum leaked down his throat.

"Fuck, I knew you were a good little cocksucker!" Kenji remarked as he pulled his throbbing boner out of Payne's sloppy mouth.

Another wrestler, Hiro, pulled his dick out and forced Payne to service him as well. Kenji went behind Payne, and began grabbing the wrestler's ample ass-cheeks and inserted his finger into his pink hole. Payne tried to scream in protest but his cries were muffled by Hiro's thick cock in his mouth. Without warning, Kenji slammed his hard cock into Payne's tight smooth hole. The big man gasped in shock and pain as Kenji thrust his dick back and forth as hard as he could, with only Payne's own spit as lube. Loud meaty slaps rang out as Kenji's pelvis slammed rhythmically against Payne's jiggly pale ass, causing the big man's low-hanging gonads to smack into the pummel horse with each thrust.

After a few minutes, Hiro ejaculated into his mouth suddenly. Payne gagged as a stream of hot salty jizz sprayed down his throat.

"Swallow it, bitch!" he ordered the vanquished male, who obediently swallowed every drop. Another wrestler, Ren, stuffed his throbbing cock into Payne's mouth almost as soon as Hiro removed his spit-covered member.

Kenji soon let out a guttural groan as he came inside Payne's ass. Payne sobbed as felt Kenji's warm load fill his ass, surrendering the final shreds of his masculinity. Spent, Kenji withdrew his cock and wiped off what remained of his cum all over the bodybuilder's ample butt.

The fourth wrestler, a 19-year-old newbie named Toshi, could barely contain his excitement and as soon as Kenji withdrew, he slammed his own hard dick into Payne's red, gaping, spunk-filled hole. He fucked fast and hard, and grabbed onto Payne's low-hanging gonads as if they were a lever. The helpless behemoth winced and whimpered in pain but was forced to continue sucking on the throbbing dick in his mouth while his genitals and ass were abused by the younger male.

The two wrestlers violating the enormous bodybuilder came almost simultaneously, and jets of warm male-milk shot into Payne's throat and into his bulky ass. Toshi and Ren wiped off their cocks on Payne's red, tear-stained face and made him lick off the remaining drops of jizz. Satisfied, Kenji and the other wrestlers left the ring, leaving the once arrogant but now completely emasculated bodybuilder bound and sobbing pathetically where he was. The camera zoomed in on Payne's beefy, welt-covered ass, a stream of greyish spunk leaking from his raw hole down his pendulous scrotum and over his bruised, bloated and battered balls. This was a match no one would forget.

Crush em

Grabbing a handful

Nip and ball torture

Little balls waiting to be busted

Karate Kick to the Babymakers

Grab and Twist

Hurts so bad

Right jab to the nads

The Ginger Kid

"Fucking kids!" Brad cursed as noise from the alley behind his home interrupted his nap. He went to the window, wearing only his boxers, to see what the ruckus was all about.

A group of about five young males, who looked like they should be graduating from high school but decided to waste their afternoon hanging out in an alley, were talking and laughing loudly. He looked closely. The rowdiest one was a big, brawny male, built like a linebacker, who gestured a lot and kept grabbing his crotch as he talked. His bulging genitals flopped about obscenely through the thin fabric. Brad seemed to recall that he lived a few blocs away, was about 19, and dropped out of college to live off his parents' wealth. He was a rude, obnoxious, spoilt brat. and Brad never liked him very much. He debated if he should chase them off or call the cops, and wondered if they would get back at him by vandalizing his home, or worse, if he did.

As he mulled over the decision, a smallish boy of about 14 began walking down the alley. He was about 5' tall, 90 lbs, and had a shock of red hair. As he got closer to the group of teens, they quieted down and focused their attention on him. The burly teen, who at about 6'5" and at least 280 lbs, was four times bigger than the redhead, stood with his arms folded across his broad chest blocking the kid's way.

The bigger boy began making comments and jokes about gingers, and his group laughed derisively at the little redhead. The boy looked down, and remained quiet as the beefy bully continued insulting him. Deciding to torment the tiny redhead more, the bully grabbed him in a headlock and began dragging him around the alley as his posse cheered him on.

Brad's anger began to boil. No one should have to be bullied like that. He decided to confront them but suddenly, the ginger began to fight back. He began driving uppercuts between the hefty bully's thick legs. Stunned by the barrage of punches that blasted his bulging balls, the bully stopped dead in his tracks. The ginger kid struggled, and managed to free himself from his weakened bully's grip. The bigger kid doubled over in agony, clutching his aching balls and groaning deeply. Instead of running away, the ginger kid stood his ground, put up his fists and prepared to fight.

Brad and the gang of teen boys were utterly stunned. The pint-sized redhead had turned the tables on his much larger bully. His dangling testicles and pride wounded, the burly teen decided he would try to beat up the angry redhead to redeem himself.

"You're dead!" he yelled as he rushed at the boy, his ham-like fists flailing wildly.

The ginger kid methodically avoided every clumsy punch from his wannabe bully. The hulking teen's clumsy punches only connected with empty air. As he fatigued, the ginger kid launched a savage but methodical counterattack. First came a wave of punches that slammed into the bigger teen's midsection, vulnerable sides, and rib cage. The hefty teen was weakened further by the pain, and could barely muster enough stamina to fight back and began folding up to protect his trunk. Now that his overgrown bully had been brought down to his height, the ginger boy fired off a round of punches to his unprotected face. Tiny but powerful fists slammed into his pudgy face, turning it into a red swollen, tear-stained mess. Completely stunned, the bully brought his arms up to protect his face. He stood no chance against his supposed victim. The ginger sent a kick that slammed into his vulnerable aching balls, the fabric of his shorts bunched up around the sailing foot, confirming that it hit its intended target and drawing a loud screech from the bully. As the barrel-chested teen doubled over in agony, the ginger kid smacked him in the face with a vicious uppercut. The hulking bully raised his arms to protect his face, leaving his groin unguarded yet again.

The redheaded spitfire then grabbed the oversized teen's brawny arms and drove his knee into his cum-filled balls repeatedly. Brad counted at least 5 strikes to the bully's bobbing balls. The husky teen let out a pitiful moan as he sank to his knees, dazed and in utter agony. His so-called friends ran away, terrified by how the little ginger kid had so badly beaten their "leader".

The ginger kid grabbed a handful of his whimpering bully's hair, glared into his fearful eyes, and ordered him to take off his clothes. The burly teen hesitated, earning a few slaps to his pudgy reddened cheeks. He stood up and immediately obeyed. It was a sight to behold. The ginger kid stood there, his hands on his hips, glaring at his bully who was in complete terror and peeled off every piece of clothing except his boxers.

His pale muscular but slightly flabby body on full display, the hulking bully sobbed as he hung his head in shame. "I said take off everything!" the ginger kid commanded. The bully slowly dropped his underwear, exposing his thick bush of pubes, and dangling balls which had swollen to the size and color of ripe apples.

The ginger kid then made the bulky teen stand facing a wall. The bully sobbed uncontrollably, begging for mercy from the tiny kid he wanted to torment minutes earlier.

Without warning, the cruel ginger reached between the hulking bully's thick pasty buttcheeks and grabbed his bloated balls, drawing a scream of shock and pain from the teen. He yanked the bully's pendulous balls backwards between his ass-cheeks with both hands, crushing the tenderized organs without an ounce of pity. The bully wailed hysterically as the pint-sized ginger mashed his manhood like lumps of clay in his hands.

Brad realized that his cock was hard as a rock. He was extremely aroused by the spectacle of the much smaller boy beating and humiliating his much larger bully. As the sadistic ginger kid crushed his bully's gonads to a pulp, Brad stroked his cock furiously. The pathetic squeals and whining noises the brawny teen emitted in response to his big boy balls being busted soon made Brad unload his jizz. Glob after glob of spunk sprayed from his throbbing cock. Brad's legs turned to jelly from the ecstasy and he dropped to one knee, panting and enjoying the afterglow of his unbelievable orgasm.

The ginger kid released his bully's bruised and battered balls, and the burly teen immediately dropped to the ground like a sack of wet cement. He curled up into the fetal position, sobbing hysterically and nursing his shattered manhood. The ginger kid picked up the bully's clothes, and took them home with him, leaving the big brawny bully naked and utterly humiliated in the alley.

No escape

Knee to the nards

Face down, ass up, nurse those aching balls

Upside down ball and cock grab

Gas Pedalling

No escape

Crushed Testicles Hurt So Much

The pain and agony of having his gonads crushed in his opponent's vise-like grip is so bad this poor jock can't even hold himself up.

Busted Perv

Exhausted, Cody walked slowly into the locker room. The college water polo team had been training hard for an upcoming competition, and as team captain, Cody felt the pressure to ensure his team's victory. His team mates had hit the showers about 30 minutes earlier, but Cody stayed back to put away the equipment.

As he entered walked past the dimly lit rows of lockers towards the shower area, he could hear the loud laughter and conversations of his team mates. Suddenly, something caught Cody's attention. In a dark corner, he saw the silhouette of a person. He cautiously approached to investigate and as he got near, he saw a dark figure crouching low and peeking through a gap at the guys from his water polo team showering.

Anger and disgust boiled up as he noticed that the man seemed to be touching his crotch as he peeped at his naked team-mates.

"HEY!" Cody yelled, startling the peeping Tom.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing!" Cody continued.

The colossal figure emerged from the shadows. He looked to be about 30, stood close to 7' and weighed easily 400 lbs. Cody's lean, 5'7" 150 lb frame was much smaller but the angry, speedo-clad athlete stood his ground.

Panicked, the peeping Tom surged forwards to escape. Cody tried to block him, but was easily knocked aside by the huge male. Cody quickly got back up to his feet, and pursued him. The burly man still had his sweats and boxers around his knees, forgetting to pull them up in his panic to flee. His big pasty ass jiggled around as he clumsily lumbered towards the exit. Cody launched into a flying tackle, knocking the gorilla of a man to the ground.

The fall stunned the peeping Tom somewhat but as Cody tried to wrestle him under control, the massively muscular man easily overpowered the much smaller athlete and tried to put him in a head-lock. Cody realized his predicament but kept his cool. As he noticed his huge opponent's fat exposed genitals flopping around, he plunged his hands between the thick thighs and grabbed the ample testicles. With one oversized but delicate gonad in each hand, the lithe athlete began crushing them as hard as he could. Driven by anger and a genuine fear that the much heftier man would kill him in his bid to escape, Cody squeezed the fragile organs with every ounce of strength he could muster.

He felt his larger opponent weaken significantly as he kneaded his cum-filled balls as though they were useless lumps of dough, and after a few minutes, the burly male began to beg for mercy.

"Please stop... please stop... I give. No more.... don't hurt my balls, man..." he whimpered, as he completely surrendered and stopped wrestling Cody.

Not convinced, Cody maintained his death grip on the man's oversized testicles. The much larger male started sobbing as he begged Cody to let go of his aching balls. The nauseating pain had driven out every desire to fight and escape, and the man just sobbed pitifully, hoping that his tormentor would let be merciful.

The ruckus attracted the attention of the entire water polo team. They were shocked to see the team captain wrestling such a huge male on the floor, and even more shocked that their pint-sized leader literally had the much bigger male by the balls and had reduced him to a sobbing, whining mess.

"What's going on, Cody?" Andy asked.

Realizing that his whole team was there to back him up, Cody got to his feet and used the peeping Tom's testicles to drag him to his feet. The hulking male whimpered as he obediently stood up, afraid that Cody would rip his fragile genitals off.

"This perv was peeping at you guys in the shower!" Cody shouted.

One of the boys found some rope and tied the peeping Tom's arms securely behind him.

His forearms aching from exerting so much force on the big man's bulging balls, Cody finally let go and the large man doubled over in agony, making high-pitched mewling noises.

"Stand up straight!" Cody thundered, and the terrified peeping Tom immediately complied. It was then that Cody realized how huge his opponent was. He was easily 7 feet tall, and weighed about 400 lbs. The man's chest looked to be about 75 inches in diameter, his thighs were twice as thick as Cody's slender body, and his biceps much bigger than his head.

He looked around. Around him were seven college athletes, each only a quarter his size. He eyed each of their slender, muscled naked bodies wet and the impressively-sized cocks hanging below thick bushes of pubic hair, and his fear was soon overcome by burning lust.

"Fuck! Look at his fucking boner!" Mike yelled, pointing at the hard erection poking out of the peeping Tom's blond bush.

"Even after Cody busted his balls, the perv is still horny," Brandon scolded.

"It's tiny!" Andy laughed, pointing at the rather sad 3 inch erection on the 7', 400 lb man.

"Big beefy muscles but tiny dick. Bodybuilders definitely are trying to compensate for their useless manhood!" Tyler laughed.

"My soft cock is bigger than his boner!" Kyle added, grabbing his thick, flaccid 6 inch cock.

"Dude, all our soft cocks are  much bigger than his little stiffie!" Tyler commented.

"It just looks so fucking abnormal. His nuts are huge but his dick is the size of a kid's!" Matt pointed at the hulking man's low-hanging, avocado-sized testicles. His micro-dick was pitiful for an average adult man but looked even more ridiculous in proportion to his massive frame and oversized testicles.

The peeping Tom hung his head in shame but his unimpressive erection remained throbbingly hard. He pressed his thighs together in a vain attempt to protect his aching balls but this only made his micro-cock appear even smaller.

"I think he goes to the gym across the road. I've seen him standing and staring at us from the parking lot," Andy added. The teens glared at the husky male, built like a chubby off-season bodybuilder, definitely very muscular but with a gut, and a layer of fat giving his muscles a soft look.

"Well, Mr. Perv Bodybuilder, we will have to punish you," Cody admonished.

"Or call the police," Brandon continued.

"Please! Please don't call the police! I'll do anything! I promise!" the peeping Tom begged, his blue eyes wide with terror.

Matt grabbed the big man's pendulous ball sac and used it to haul him across the locker room. The bodybuilder whined as he was forced to scamper on his tip toes or suffer the pain of Matt yanking on his sensitive gonads. In the middle of the shower area, the boys tied the rope that secured his arms to a beam on the ceiling.

"You're probably such a fucking perv because your abnormally big balls are making too much testosterone," Kyle scolded.

"And no one wants to fuck a guy with a pencil dick!" Brandon added.

"We can help you with your problem... by breaking those fat useless balls," smiled Cody.

The trapped bodybuilder began sobbing and pleading with the jocks not to hurt his manhood but to no avail. Cody brought out a cap with folded pieces of paper in it.

"I have written down what some ideas on how to punish your big sorry balls. We will take turns drawing from it, Mr. Perv," he announced as Andy reached into the cap.

"Three punches!" Andy shouted, holding up his ticket. He strolled up to the hefty bodybuilder who unwisely pressed his thighs together and trapped his fragile cum-laden testicles in a very vulnerable position between his big thighs. Andy smiled and unleashed three rapid but powerful punches that collided with the man's ample gonads. The big man wailed pitifully as the jock's powerful fist smashed his delicate meatballs against his muscled thighs.

His legs trembled from the awful sickening pain radiating from his abused balls as Matt reached into the cap, and drew his lot.

"Six knees!" Matt smiled cruelly. The bodybuilder mumbled incoherently as Matt walked up to him. Looking into his eyes, Matt reached out and ran his finger under the petrified man's scrotum. As he continued to stroke the sensitive sac, the peeping Tom's whimpers turned into little moans of pleasure. He closed his eyes to enjoy the sensations and as a thin string of pre-cum dripped from the tip of his hard cock, Matt grabbed him by his brawny arms and swung his knee upwards. His solid knee crashed into the bodybuilder's squishy dangling testicles repeatedly as the man began screaming in utter anguish.

"I think you kneed his balls about 8 times, dude," Cody laughed as Matt finally stopped. The bodybuilder's entire figure sagged and trembled as waves of intense pain exploded from his battered balls. He sobbed miserably and began dry retching. If not for the ropes holding him up, he would have collapsed like a ton of bricks.

"The show must go on. Take it like a fucking man. I get to give your worthless balls... ten slaps!" Brandon announced. The hulking man shook his head as he begged Brandon not to hurt him, and struggled in a vain attempt to escape. Brandon ignored his pleas, and crouched in front of the plump pair of bobbing balls. He raised his palm and smacked the rapidly-swelling testicles hard, drawing a loud yelp from the distressed bodybuilder. Instead of delivering all ten slaps in succession like Matt's knees, Brandon decided to draw out his punishment. He went behind the burly man and delivered a sharp slap to the back of his dangling testicles.

"So the back part of the balls seem to be more sensitive!" Brandon laughed, as the peeping Tom squealed in pain. To confirm his experiment, Brandon fired off three more smacks to the back of the squirming bodybuilder's badly-aching, cum-filled testicles. The big man was beside himself, wailing and screaming hysterically in agony, as his bloated, low-hanging balls flopped about with each smack.

"I think his useless sagging balls swing about too damn much. I'll bet the slaps are more effective if his useless balls didn't flop about!" Brandon said. He reached between the peeping Tom's thick, furry ass cheeks and grabbed his vulnerable balls and tugged backwards, trapping the swollen organs in his palm. He raised his other hand and delivered five vicious smacks to the nerve-filled spunk-makers. Trapped in his grip, the bodybuilder's delicate genitals absorbed the full force of Brandon's assault. The bodybuilder's mammoth frame spasmed uncontrollably with each blow, and he made strangled gurgling noises.

"Wow, they're really nice and swollen now!" Cody commented, pointing at the peeping Tom's balls which were now bright crimson and swollen to the size of grapefruits.

It was now Tyler's turn. He grinned as he read the piece of paper he drew. "Five kicks for me!" he shouted.

"Oh please.... please... please... don't kick my balls... I can't take any more!" the peeping Tom pleaded, his little cock shriveled with fear into a nub hidden inside his pubes.

"Shut the fuck up and spread your legs!" Tyler ordered. The bodybuilder shook his head and squeezed his thighs together trying tightly to protect his abused manhood, whining miserably for mercy. He didn't realize that his attempt to protect his overgrown testicles was futile. His fat balls were so big that they pooched out between his legs. The fleshy orbs were invitingly framed by his hamstrings, and presented a perfect target for the sadistic Tyler who launched a round house kick that brutally smashed into the squishy organs.

The hulking bodybuilder howled loudly as the meaty thwack of Tyler's foot colliding with his battered balls echoed through the locker room. Instinctively, he tried double over and pressed his legs even closer together which  only trapped his cum-laden meatballs in a more vulnerable position. Tyler mercilessly unleashed three more round house kicks to the screaming bodybuilder's swollen testicles. The burly male cried loudly as he buried his face in his right bicep, biting his arm to try to distract himself from the blazing pain exploding from his groin. Stupidly, the howling man spread his legs, thinking that would lessen his torment. Instead, Tyler took aim and swung his foot upwards. It sailed between his mammoth legs and crashed into his bloated, bobbing balls... once, twice, and thrice for good measure. The bodybuilder's cries became hysterical and he thrashed about wildly from the agonizing pain erupting from his ponderous genitals.

The ropes that held the overgrown male to upright gave way and he collapsed to the concrete in a sobbing heap. His arms remained tied securely behind him and he curled up into the fetal position. His pendulous ballsac draped over the back of one hamstring and his very swollen testicles lay on the cold concrete, providing some brief relief from the blazing pain.

"It just says CRUSH. No specifics?" Kyle asked, drawing his lot from the cap.

"You decide how you want to crush them," Cody smiled.

"Well, since they're just laying here..." Kyle laughed as he lifted his bare foot and brought it down hard on the bodybuilder's bruised and battered balls with a sickening splat. The hulking man's eyes bugged out and his jaw fell open in reaction to the insane amount of pain exploding from his testicles. Only strangled gurgling noises escaped from the peeping Tom's gaping mouth.

"They're super squishy!" Kyle commented as he felt the corpulent fleshy orbs slide about beneath his bare foot. He pressed down harder, flattening the rubbery meatballs against the hard concrete, drawing a high-pitched squeal from the traumatized male. His large body convulsed uncontrollably as waves of agony pulsed from his manhood.

"It's like stomping on two water balloons!" Kyle continued, clearly amused, as he began grinding his foot against the bodybuilder's swollen aching balls, as though he were killing a pesky bug. He then balanced on one leg, transferring the weight of his 120 lb frame onto the frail, cum-laden meatballs. The peeping Tom's screams of anguish suddenly stopped as his eyes rolled back into his head and the level of pain finally pushed him into unconsciousness.

"He's passed out!" Kyle announced, lifting his foot off the bodybuilder's balls which were now swollen larger than grapefruits. He kicked the peeping Tom's limp husky body to check if he were conscious.

"Big useless balls couldn't take much punishment," Brandon laughed.

"I haven't had my turn yet," Diego protested.

"The last piece of paper says you can do anything you'd like to his babymakers!" Cody announced, much to his delight.

An evil grin spread across Diego's otherwise cherubic face. He got the other guys to help haul the dragged over  some large folded pieces of tarp, and they placed it under the heavy, unconscious behemoth's ample buttocks, so that his pelvis was thrust upwards. Diego then spread his massive legs apart, and tied them to the ends of a broomstick, ensuring that the peeping Tom's legs were forced apart and preventing him from protecting his manhood.

"Wakey, wakey!" Diego sang out as he slapped the unconscious peeping Tom's chubby face. The giant groggily cursed as he came to, and struggled to free himself from his uncomfortable position but to no avail.

Diego eyed the distended, cum-filled testicles resting in their furry, pendulous sac on the rather unyielding tarp. He picked up a flip-flop and smiled as he began gently slapping the man's bloated balls. The bodybuilder whined softly in pain, his tenderized testicles were so sore even the lightest taps felt like torment. Diego gradually increased the intensity of the slaps until the tears streamed down the man's pudgy face and he begged for mercy.

"Thank you... oh, thank you..." the bodybuilder sputtered as Diego stopped slapping his aching balls. His gratitude was premature. The sadistic jock stood over him, giggled and then dropped a knee squarely on the man's very swollen, squishy testicles. The sperm-filled organs were squashed like pancakes between Diego's hard knee and the tarp. As pain shot from his traumatized testicles, the peeping Tom tried to scream but could only make keening noises. Diego got up, and delivered four more knee drops to the big man's bruised and battered balls, which were getting redder and more swollen by the minute. He was besides himself with agony, crying, howling, and hoarsely screaming.

"Brandon, come here. Grab his left nut," Diego called out. Each of the bodybuilder's testicle was gripped by each jock. The fleshy orbs were so bloated that each had to be held with both hands.

"1... 2... 3!" Diego counted out. On three, both jocks crushed the fat, nerve-filled organs as hard as they could. They squeezed them so hard that little bubbles of testicular flesh bulged out between their fingers, the skin stretched thin and shiny and the veins criss-crossing the fragile organs became engorged and resembled green worms. Almost on cue, the cruel athletes tugged in opposite directions - Diego to the right and Brandon to the left - pulling the delicate reproductive organs apart. The hefty bodybuilder let out blood-curdling screams of anguish as his face, upper chest, and definitely his abused testicles turned bright reddish purple.

Diego and Brandon were clearly aroused, their 11 inch cocks throbbingly erect as they abused the peeping Tom's bruised and bloated balls. The other teens were also sporting huge boners - all between 10 and 12 inches in length. It was odd to see how the burly bodybuilder, with heavy ponderous balls, had such a tiny nub for a cock but the jocks who were a quarter of his size were hung like horses.

Diego and Brandon almost simultaneously stroked their thick meat cannons as they crushed the crying male's gonads, and within minutes both let out moans as they ejaculated over the bodybuilder's chest. Spent, they let go of his horribly swollen genitals, and Kyle and Matt took their place. They also gave a knowing look at each other, stood up on the tarp, and each placed one foot on the miserable bodybuilder's bloated bulging balls - Kyle stepping on the right testicle, and Matt on the left. The peeping Tom's pitiful whining turned into hoarse screams as both jocks squashed his distended testicles with their feet. Kyle and Matt were furiously jerking their massive boners as they stomped on the squealing perv's aching genitals, and soon blew their load all over his hefty torso.

The bodybuilder sobbed pitifully in utter anguish, but his micro-dick peeked out of his bush, hard as a rock. It was Tyler and Andy's turn; they were the youngest and had the smallest builds but their thick 10 inch cocks were as impressive as any of the other college jocks. By now, the whimpering man's ballsac had swollen up so much it looked like a large cantaloupe. They decided to flip the peeping Tom over so that his fat ass was up in the air with his face on the ground.

"Face down, ass up! That's the position you deserve to be in!" Tyler scolded the sobbing perv.

Andy took aim at the bruised and bloated balls dangling vulnerably between the bodybuilder's large pasty ass cheeks. As he stroked his rock-hard dick, he delivered kick after kick to the screaming man's swollen genitals. Tyler slowly rubbed his own erect cock as he motioned to Andy who stood back and allowed Tyler to unleash a barrage of kicks of his own. This went on for a few minutes, but felt like a very painful eternity to the peeping Tom who was making blubbering incoherent noises. Tyler and Andy moaned as they both approached orgasm. Almost like a choreographed dance, both teens kicked at the bodybuilder's battered balls, one foot slamming into each tenderized testicle drawing a squeal of anguish, then rushed to squirt their warm jizz all over the hefty man's upper back and neck.

The whole team was spent, except for Cody. He had the biggest dick in college... an unbelievable 14 inch monster. Cody slipped a condom on his massive cock, knelt between the bodybuilder's spread legs. The difference couldn't be more stark, Cody's slim figure was smaller than each humongous hamstring, and the man's large pale ass was three times wider than Cody's waist. Cody's cock, however, made the man's micro-dick look pathetically comical in comparison. Cody gently rubbed his huge dong and then used it like a sledge hammer to smack the peeping Tom's puffy, inflamed testicles.

The bodybuilder screeched wretchedly as the meaty thwacks rang out. The pint-sized but well-hung Cody was clearly showing his manhood and masculinity was superior to the bodybuilder's large but pathetic balls and tiny dick. Cody then shoved his gigantic dong into the man's tight pink hole and began thrusting furiously. The man gasped in shock from this new source of pain but after a few moments, his cries of agony turned into little moans of pleasure. He was clearly enjoying being pounded by Cody's monster dick.

'Fuck, this is making me horny again!" Tyler commented. He was not alone, the other jocks were hard as well, and the whole team was rubbing their turgid members as their team Captain thrust his large cock deep into the bodybuilder's thick ass. Cody pulled off the ropes around his arms, and instead of trying to escape, the bodybuilder propped himself on all fours and began pushing his hips backwards, encouraging Cody to continue fucking him hard.

"I'm gonna blow! Fuck!" Brandon said. He grabbed the bodybuilder's messy blond hair, pulled his head back and fired his spunk all over the man's face. Not long after, the rest of the guys did the same, unloading their hot milky juices over the bodybuilder's head and face. Cody controlled himself as much as he could, trying to delay ejaculation but eventually, the urge to cum became overwhelming.

"On your knees!" Cody commanded. The bodybuilder immediately complied. Cody ripped off the condom, looked contemptuously into his cum- and tear-stained face.

"You know what to do, bitch!" Cody said, his moist cock a couple of inches away from the man's lips. The peeping Tom hungrily began sucking on Cody's huge cock.

"He jacks off with two fingers!" Kyle laughed. The masochistic bodybuilder was rubbing his micro-cock with his fingers as he sucked off Cody. Cody soon leaned his head back, let out a deep groan of ecstasy and sent his warm, salty load gushing down the man's throat. The peeping Tom swallowed every drop dutifully and continued to lick Cody's dong clean, all the while comically jerking his tiny dick off with two fingers.

The bodybuilder let out of his own orgasmic moan as he approached climax. Cody looked at him with disdain, drew his foot back and sent it flying between the V of his thighs. Just as the burly man was climaxing and as his load was being pumped out of his aching balls, Cody's foot smashed into his very swollen, bruised and battered gonads. A jolt of nauseating pain erupted from his ultra-sensitive and tenderized testicles, sending globs of cum flying out his little cock, and completely ruining his orgasm. The peeping Tom's eyes rolled back into his head as he passed out cold from the extreme mixture of pain and pleasure, and his beefy body slumped over into the puddles of jizz on the locker room floor.