Tom's Ballbusting Adventures - Part 2 (Basement Match)

Tom's Ballbusting Adventures - Part 2

by Darrel L.

(thanks for my readers' suggestions!)

Pumped up and horny after an intense weight-training session, Tom strode into the locker room and stripped down. His large, hefty gonads flopped about as he admired his physique in the mirror - an impressive 7 feet tall, 400 pounds of beefy muscle. It was late at night and Tom was alone in the locker room. He cupped his heavy, pendulous testicles and rolled them about his palm, enjoying the sensations emanating from his balls. He had always been proud of his oversized, low-hanging testicles - the symbol of his masculinity. Responding to his gentle ministrations, his cock was soon fully engorged and he shuffled towards the showers, his erect dick sticking out in front of him like a lance.

As warm water flowed from the shower head, Tom's pumped up muscles relaxed. He closed his eyes and took his throbbing boner in his right hand. As he gently stroked his member, his mind drifted back to when he was 15 and he fantasized about one of the most erotic events in his life. It had been a couple of years since his life was turned upside down; the former bully had become the target of bullying and ridicule after the other kids discovered his weakness: his proud, ample, low-hanging, but very weak, pair of testicles. His younger brothers, who were much smaller than he was, were particularly sadistic to their older, bigger brother and would team up on him and constantly torment him at home by attacking his sensitive gonads. When his parents were not home, Tom spent most of the day on the ground, writhing from the agony of having his big bull balls busted by one or both of his cruel siblings.

When he was about 15, Tom came home from school one day to find his two brothers waiting for him.

"Relax, fat boy, we're not gonna beat your big ol' balls just yet," Martin, who was 13, told him.

"What do you want?" Tom asked, suspiciously.

"I'm guessing you'd want us to stop busting your weak balls, big brother," Chad, the youngest one at 11, replied.

"Unless of course, you enjoy us beating up your nuts like some pervy faggot," Martin taunted him.

"If you're willing to fight my friend this weekend, we promise we'd stop tormenting you, dear brother," Chad told him with a sly smile.

"Who's your friend?" Tom inquired, suspecting some kind of trap.

"Jesse. He's my age but smaller than I am. He was mouthing off and said he could beat you up and so we kinda accepted that challenge on your behalf," Chad explained.

Chad and Martin had been dishonest about the story. Martin had bet with his friends that Jesse, who was a petite angelic-looking boy, would be able to beat his hulking, muscular brother in a fight. Their friends naturally thought this was completely ridiculous and that Jesse would be completely pulverized by the beefy behemoth. Nonetheless, they took the bet, expecting to make some easy money. Chad and Martin, however, knew that Jesse, despite his slight build and innocent features, was a vicious and mean fighter capable of taking down boys bigger than he was.

"What's the catch?" Tom asked, still highly suspicious.

"No catch, you dumb fuck. If you beat Jesse in a fight, we'll stop tormenting you forever. If you lose, we continue what we are currently doing, hurting your pathetic babymakers. There's nothing for you to lose, idiot," Martin explained impatiently.

"Unless of course, we've done so much damage to your useless balls that you're a complete fag now," Chad taunted with a quick backhand to Tom's vulnerable testicles.

Tom yelped and doubled over, clutching his aching balls after the unexpected blow. "Fuck you..." Tom hissed, in pain.

Chad pulled up Jesse's photo on his phone and showed it to the injured husky teenager.

"What?! Fight him?! He's tiny!" Tom exclaimed as he examined the photo. Jesse appeared to be about 5 feet tall and 100 pounds. Tom himself was a 6'8", 350 pound giant of a teenager.

"I told you he was a small kid. So, you agree to fight him?" Martin asked.

"Hell yeah. I'll crush the little runt," Tom boasted arrogantly, thinking that this was his chance to redeem his masculinity from all the humiliation he had suffered over the past years.

The weekend soon came and Tom's parents were out of town. He was supposed to babysit his younger brothers but they seemed to have other plans for him. The fight was to take place in the basement, a large space that was almost sound-proof.

"Come down in 5 minutes, Tom," Chad told his brother.

Tom slipped on a pair of his old jocks, hoping that they would offer his big testicles some protection. The fabric was pretty thin and the jockstrap could hardly contain Tom's oversized gonads.

"Damn, should have bought new jocks," he thought as he slipped on a pair of thin cotton shorts. His ample genitals formed an obvious bulge in the front. He decided not to wear a shirt, admiring his big beefy build in the mirror for a bit before heading down to the basement.

Tom's big, bull balls barely contained in his jock

As he entered the basement, he was a taken aback to see a small crowd gathered. They were all Martin's friends, a bunch of 13 year old boys that wanted to see Tom pulverize the little Jesse so they could win some money from Martin. They cheered the hulking teenage bodybuilder as he entered the basement, his large impressive frame towering above everyone else. Tom's pride swelled as he took in the cheers and support.

Across the room, dressed in a black tank top and shorts, was Jesse. He was a small, wiry teenager, 5 feet tall and barely 100 pounds. Growing more confident about his impending victory, Tom began flexing and showing off his muscular build. Jesse smiled calmly, his cold blue eyes watching the large husky teen parade about and paying special attention to the conspicuous bulge between his thick legs. His favorite strategy to take down bigger guys was to attack their balls; for some reason, no guy ever anticipated that their gonads would ever be a target in a fight.

Martin called for attention in the room. "Ok, guys, our big brother Tom is gonna fight Jesse here. The only rule for this fight is that the first guy to pass out or cum loses," he announced.

Jesse smirked but Tom was too busy showing off to notice what Martin just said.

Both teenagers squared off in the middle of the basement. Tom's overgrown frame dwarfed Jesse's tiny figure. Jesse raised both his hands and challenged Tom to a strength competition. Tom laughed loudly and the crowd chuckled in response to this ridiculous challenge.

"Oooh, I'm so scared..." Tom mocked as he accepted this challenge and locked fingers with Jesse. Jesse pushed and shoved as hard as he could, turning as red as a beet. Tom laughed as he just stood his ground with his legs spread apart for balance and easily resisted Jesse's feeble attempts.

"Give up yet, little boy?" Tom asked cheekily, after about three minutes into this one-sided strength competition.

"Not just yet, fat ass!" Jesse retorted, with a sly smile, as he swung his foot between Tom's thick legs.

The large muscular teen let out a guttural groan as Jesse's foot slammed into his vulnerable bulging balls with an audible thwack, drawing a gasp of shock from the small crowd gathered in the basement. As the wave of nausea built up in his gut, Tom tried to dislodge his hands from Jesse's grip to nurse his injured gonads but he was unable to. Jesse unleashed his surprising strength and, significantly weakened by the pain, the big hefty teenager was unable to break his grip.

Taking full advantage of his weakened state, Jesse swung another devastating kick that smashed into Tom's large, aching balls again, drawing a strangled mewling sound from the injured teenager. His knees buckled and he slowly sank to his knees but Jesse maintained a solid grip on his arms, preventing him from protecting his traumatized testicles. As Tom knelt in front of the smaller teenager, his big brawny arms held securely in place, Jesse stared into Tom's wide, fear-filled eyes as he savagely swung another kick between the V formed by the thighs of the kneeling bodybuilder.

Tom howled pitifully as the third consecutive kick smashed into his injured, aching, testicles and caused his big husky frame to spasm in agony. Unable to hold the heavy teenager up by his arms any longer, Jesse let him go and Tom curled up in a fetal position, hugging himself and making keening animal-like noises as waves of agony exploded from his battered balls. Jesse stepped back a while, deciding not to finish the fight so soon. It would have been too easy to continue beating up the incapacitated behemoth. He wanted to toy with him a bit more before beating him into submission.

To humiliate the brawny boy more, Jesse went up to him and yanked off his shorts. Tom was too distracted and paralyzed by the pain to offer any resistance. Derisive giggles rang out as Jesse pantsed Tom, exposing his big doughy butt for all to see. He spanked the bigger teen's large ass, leaving angry red hand prints on his pale flesh, as the big boy groaned softly in protest. Not satisfied with just pantsing his husky opponent, Jesse tore off the flimsy pair of jocks he was wearing. Tom wailed loudly as the support offered by the jocks was suddenly lost, causing his traumatized, aching genitals to flop about. The mocking chuckles and comments grew louder now that the large, hefty boy was left buck naked, clutching his swollen, pendulous gonads on the ground. Jesse then stood back to allow Tom to recover and continue the fight.

After about fifteen minutes, the big brawny teenager recovered enough to stagger to his feet. He faced the petite Jesse, furious and spoiling to beat him up for kicking him in the balls. Jesse smiled as he eyed his handiwork - Tom's battered testicles were now swollen to the size of golf balls and his long pendulous scrotum was a bright shade of red. Tom's large, bulky frame lumbered towards the diminutive Jesse, his ponderous gonads swinging about with each step.

He began swinging wildly at the slight teenager. His powerful punches would have been deadly if they were accurate but fortunately for Jesse, Tom's blows were uncoordinated and slow. Jesse easily dodged Tom's lumbering attacks. As Tom grew tired, his punches grew clumsier and slower. Jesse changed tactics slightly and every time Tom left himself open, Jesse would land a slap on Tom's face. These attacks served to infuriate the oversized teenager and made his attacks more desperate and clumsy. Eventually, sensing it was time to go in for the kill, Jesse ducked below Tom's swinging fist and fired an uppercut between his muscular thighs. Jesse's small hard fist buried itself in Tom's overgrown fleshy testicles, stopping the hulking boy's attack dead in its tracks. Before he could react to the pain and assume the inevitable doubled-over position, Jesse fired off another agonizingly accurate punch that sank into the squishy, swollen, sensitive orbs of testicular meat.

The burly Tom cried out pitifully and doubled over in anguish, clutching his bruised, overgrown meatballs as another wave of nausea exploded into his gut. Jesse launched a series of jabs that connected with Tom's head and face, forcing the massive male into retreat. Tom's tried to protect his face and aching spunk-makers from the unrelenting assault and eventually was backed into a corner. As he raised his muscled arms to protect his head, a quick jab to his traumatized testicles would make him yelp and drop his arms to protect his groin, giving Jesse the chance to attack his head again. Completely confused by the onslaught and out of desperation, Tom reached out with his brawny arms and by pure luck, managed to grab Jesse. He wrapped his arms securely around Jesse's petite figure, holding him in a bear hug.

Martin and Chad gasped in shock as the tables were turned on their fighter. With a shout of victory, Tom bearhugged his tormentor and spun around so that he was pinning the smaller boy between his thick arms against the wall. Jesse's eyes rolled back as Tom crushed his tiny figure and he went completely limp.

"Oh fuck! He fucking killed him!" Chad exclaimed in shock. The stunned reaction spread rapidly among the boys present.

Surprised, confused, and afraid that he had done permanent damage, Tom let go of Jesse's limp body. Suddenly, as he crumpled to the ground, Jesse came back to life, much to everyone's shock, and quickly dived between Tom's trunk-like legs. The whole thing was a ruse! As he swiftly emerged behind the stunned teen's bulky frame, he grabbed a hold of his plump, low-hanging, testicles. Tom gasped in horror at his predicament but it was too late, Jesse had a vise-like grip on his pendulous, smooth scrotum, trapping his fat testicles at the base.

Tom's oversized, low-hanging gonads dangling between his legs

Jesse used his bodyweight to shove Tom against the wall. With his body almost flush against the wall in front of him, Tom was totally helpless and could not double-over to relieve the pressure and tension on his taut, traumatized testicles. With the hefty teen exactly where he wanted him, Jesse tugged backwards and upwards savagely on Tom's sensitive sperm-makers, using the lengthy, droopy scrotum to floss the tormented teen's ass-crack. Tom screamed in utter anguish as his ball cords were pulled to their limit. Unable to double over, he arched his back and pushed his butt backwards in a futile attempt to relieve the tension on his damaged gonads but this only made his genitals more vulnerable to further abuse. Tom's ballsac was so long and saggy that Jesse was able to yank his balls all the way to the top of his ass-crack.

Tom tried desperately to dislodge the pint-sized tormentor who had a unyielding, painful grip on his battered manhood but only managed to annoy Jesse and worsen his agony. He screamed and howled pitifully but his sadistic opponent refused to let up on the tension on the unfortunate boy's testicles. Despite the sickening pain emanating from his bruised and battered balls, Tom's cock became fully engorged and thrust out in front of him in a proud erection. His boner did not escape Jesse's attention.  Instead of tugging at Tom's dangling testicles, Jesse wrapped his strong fingers wrapped around each overgrown orb, constricting the oversized organs so hard that soft, shiny, meaty bubbles of squishy testicular flesh protruded through the gaps between his fingers. This new pain was far worse and Tom began sobbing in utter anguish as his busted balls exploded in sickening waves of gut-wrenching agony.

"Walk backwards, big boy. If you try anything funny, I'll destroy these pathetic balls," Jesse told the sobbing hefty teenager as he squeezed the meaty, nerve-filled orbs. Tom yelped but obeyed him and painfully stumbled backwards while Jesse maintained a tight grip on his traumatized testicles. Now, the entire group of boys saw Tom's raging boner and began laughing at him, adding to his humiliation.

"Fucking fag likes having a guy play with his balls!" someone remarked.

"Get on all fours!" Jesse commanded, giving Tom's squishy, swollen gonads an extra hard squeeze to drive his point home.

Sobbing in pain and humiliation, Tom did as he was told. Jesse immediately jumped up and sat on the big, beefy boy's muscular back, facing his bulky ass. It was a sight to behold - a small boy looking as though he was riding a muscular bull, controlling his large animal by adjusting the pressure on his dangling gonads.

"Come milk this big, fat bull, guys!" Jesse announced. All the guys in the room lined up to have some fun at the humiliated bodybuilder's expense.

While Jesse continued crushing Tom's ponderous nards, the first guy knelt behind Tom, reached between his thick legs and grabbed a hold of his rock-hard cock. Tom whined in protest but was in too much pain to fight back. With a few quick strokes, Tom's hips began bucking involuntarily as his loins exploded in orgasmic pleasure and thick creamy globs of semen squirted from his throbbing cock. Jesse was almost thrown off but managed to stay in place by holding on to the unfortunate teenager's testicles, making Tom whine in pain. Tom quickly learned not to struggle or risk intensifying the torment afflicted on his sensitive, busted balls.

The second boy came up behind Tom and started stroking Tom's swollen, post-climax penis. Tom sobbed miserably and struggled weakly, his bloated cock intensely sensitive after his first orgasm. After a few deft strokes, Tom started moaning again as he fired off another thick load of male milk. As the guys took turns milking the tormented teenager, it was taking longer and longer for him to cum and his semen was becoming thinner in consistency. Tom had an unbelievable amount of jizz and an astonishingly large puddle of cum was building up on the floor, but there was still a limit to the amount of spunk he could shoot. Tom was delirious with the heady mix of pain and pleasure; Jesse's tight grip on his spunk-makers and the constant milking of his incredibly-sensitive penis were almost too much for him to handle. As the last guy stroked his now-purplish cock, only a drop of thin liquid dripped from the tip of his dick as Tom dry-came. That pain was too much for Tom's busted, abused testicles to handle. He screamed pitifully as his body spasmed weakly and he collapsed into the puddle of sweat, tears, and semen on the floor.

Poor Tom's big, swollen, tender testicles flopped between his thick legs after he was beaten.

"Please don't hurt me anymore... please... please..." the humiliated and broken hulk of a boy begged miserably as he painfully curled up into a fetal ball, hugging himself but barely mustering the strength to cradle his swollen, sensitive, red nards. Jesse stood by the fallen bull, placed one foot on his fat, pale butt and raised his arms in victory.

"First to cum loses..." he triumphantly announced.

Big Bull's Ball Bag

I got so fuckin turned on when I saw this pic. Look at him play with that husky boy's fat dangling testicles!! Squeeze those puppies!

Two pairs of balls

A sexy vixen grabs two buddies by their spunk-filled testicles and crushes them until they howl in pain as their friend stands by and stares, too turned-on by the sight of their suffering to help them.

All bound-up and helpless

Look at those taut, tight, speedo-clad balls. I'd love to kneel beside this helpless hunk, stare into his eyes and then punch his trapped nards until he cums.

Surprise!!

Catching her horny boyfriend sniffing her panties in her room, Ayumi creeps up behind him and before he can react, swings her foot as hard as she can between his legs. Her hard bony shin crushes his tender testicles against his pelvis, making the horny male squeal in shock and anguish.

He sinks to the ground, desperately clutching at his aching, injured cum-laden balls and sobbing in pain as she laughs at his predicament and warns him about being a perv.

"One more stunt like that and I'll break those fat, juicy meatballs, babe!"

Balls hurt so bad

A young wrestler clutches his injured testicles and writhes in agony after receiving a kick to his big boy balls.

Tables turned

Just as he thought he had beaten his opponent, she grabs and crushes his fat, sperm-laden testicles until he cries his submission.

Exposed and busted

A husky Japanese wrestler writhes and groans in agony and humiliation with his hard cock exposed to the sneering audience as his opponent crushes his testicles in a painful hold.

Squeezing and Milking

Damn! I'm so jealous! I would love to have my balls tugged and squeezed while having my cock milked too!!

Kick his balls!

Sick and tired of her perpetually horny and abusive boyfriend, a girl delivers a hard kick to his fat, cum-filled testicles.

Wrestling Domination

The loser just lies there and takes it. If I were the victor, I'd grab and squeeze his bulging balls until he came all over himself.

Beach ballbusting

A topless girl at the beach teaches a big horny muscle stud a lesson by grabbing and crushing his sperm-filled testicles.

Guess who has weaker balls?

Two jocks wrestle and manage to grab a hold of each others' big boy balls and start squeezing as hard as they can. It's kinda obvious who's testicles are weaker..

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... feels as good as a nice hard tug and squeeze on my balls!

Thanks you bunch of horny guys :-)

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A man's gonads are his weakpoint

Poor lean young fighter gets his boy-berries smashed twice in one match! His reaction to the sickening pain is so hot...

Gang Wars - Part 2

by Darrel L.

(part 1 can be found here)

The Black Ops Unit had quickly transported Lee to a secret safe house which was an old gym. They hauled the unconscious giant of a man inside, untied him and left him in the middle of a boxing ring. Left alone with Lee was Erik, the most effective and sadistic interrogator in the Black Ops.

"You sure you're gonna be ok with him?" an agent asked Erik before leaving.

"Piece of cake. That big oaf is all brawn and no brain. I'll toy with him for a bit then break him down," Erik grinned.

About an hour after the agents left, Lee began to stir. He groaned groggily as he slowly came to. He rolled on one side and left out a sharp yelp as his very sensitive, low-hanging testicles flopped onto the mat with a soft thud. He clutched his traumatized testicles gingerly with his brawny hands, cradling his swollen balls to try to relieve the dull aching pain. As he sat up slowly, he remembered what happened to him.

Lee's husky beefy frame from behind.

"Fucking bitch. I'm gonna rape and kill her!" he groaned as he got on all fours and slowly stood up, trying his best to minimize the impact of movement on his very tender spunk-makers.

"Rise and shine, big guy," Erik called out cheekily from a corner of the ring.

"WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU? WHERE THE FUCK AM I?" Lee demanded as he spun around, wincing as the motion made his dangling aching balls slap into his muscular thighs.

"I'm your worst nightmare, big boy," Erik smirked.

Lee looked at Erik and laughed derisively. The 5 feet 3 inches tall, 140 pound Hispanic man with wiry muscles didn't look very intimidating at all. Lee's 7 foot tall, 400 pound muscle-bound frame easily dwarfed the diminutive man.

"You seriously think I'm gonna be afraid of you? I've easily beaten up guys almost twice your size, you little pencil-dicked fuck," Lee hissed.

"Uhhmm, I wouldn't go around insulting other guys' dicks if I were you. Your little cock looks pretty pathetic. Sure, you've got a pair of big ol' balls, but what's the use of that? How do you even fuck with that little thing? I mean, does the girl ask why you're poking her instead of fucking her?" Erik taunted the big beefy man as he pointed at his flaccid 2 inch cock, trying to provoke him. Erik wanted to push the hot-headed overgrown man into a fight.

"I'm gonna kill you, asshole," Lee fumed, falling into the trap set by Erik.

"I think you're all talk, big boy. Big muscles, big balls, big talk, but you can't fight worth shit," Erik taunted the big man.

"I'll kick your puny little ass. I'll beat you, then I'll fucking kill you!" Lee snorted.

"What say you and I have a little boxing match? No holds barred, three rounds. First to submit or get knocked out loses," Erik suggested, waving a pair of boxing gloves.

"Bring it on! I'll pound you to a pulp, faggot" Lee laughed.

Erik tossed the gloves at Lee and slipped his own gloves on. This was his interrogation technique, he would challenge suspects to contests of strength and masculinity, and use it to break their spirits, making them more susceptible to interrogation.

Lee put on his gloves and began bobbing around shadow-boxing and making grunting noises. His aching gonads were sore but Lee was a big tough guy and he suppressed the discomfort emanating from his groin. However, the pain had taken a toll on the hulking man and he lumbered slowly towards Erik.

Lee threw powerful punches at the smaller man who ducked and easily avoided his lumbering attacks. Although Lee's punches were powerful, they were slow and missed their target. Erik simply danced out of the way of his ham-like fists. After a few minutes, Lee was out of breath, panting heavily as he chased his much smaller opponent around the ring. As his attacks grew much clumsier and slower, Erik sensed it was time to attack. Ducking below a clumsy punch, Erik launched a devastating uppercut that sailed between Lee's muscular thighs like a piston and smashed into Lee's vulnerable, tender big boy balls, compressing them between his pelvis and Erik's unforgiving knuckles. Lee's punch died in midair as the big beefy male howled in pain but before he could protect his damaged manhood, Erik threw two more precise punches that crashed into the much bigger male's overgrown spunk-tanks.

Instinctively, Lee's big brawny hands reached between his legs to protect his traumatized testicles. His knees buckled and he doubled over as the sickening nausea hit him in the gut. He let out a guttural groan of male agony as he sank to his knees, cradling his severely aching balls with his gloved hands. Erik backed up and admired his handiwork - the sight of a behemoth of a man paralyzed by pain after his attack.

"You give, big boy?" Erik teased.

"FUCK YOU!" Lee cursed as he staggered to his feet, intent on fighting on.

Lee used one hand to protect his tenderized testicles and tried to strike Erik with the other. His already clumsy and ineffective attacks were even more useless against the agile and quick man. Erik had already landed three very painful blows but the much bigger man had not even touched his opponent. As the beefy male lumbered towards him, Erik unleashed a barrage of punches on Lee's head. The bulky muscular juggernaut was able to withstand the attack initially but as fists smacked into his eyes and nose, Lee was forced to retreat, trying to fend off the smaller male's furious attack. Eventually, because of his relentless blows, Lee was forced to use both his muscular arms to protect his head and face, leaving his bulging balls unprotected.

Smiling at the opportunity, Erik smashed his fist into Lee's exposed oversized jizz-makers, drawing a blood-curdling howl from the injured man. Lee's hands immediately went to protect his traumatized testicles as he doubled over. Now, his face was exposed and at a much more manageable height.  A punch to the nose made Lee scream in pain as blood spurted from his damaged nose and he staggered backwards, his hands covering face. Again, his big bobbing balls were exposed for attack and Erik launched a one-two combo punch that struck the injured hunk's rapidly-swelling testicles with deadly accuracy.  As the sickening thuds rang out, announcing that Erik's devastating punches connected with Lee's massive orbs of testicular tissue, the big man dropped to the mat, crying in agony as he curled up in a fetal position, trying to protect his face and groin from more abuse.

"Please, no more, I give..." the fallen giant whined pathetically as he writhed in agony from his hurting face and badly-battered gonads.

"Looks like I win round 1," Erik announced as he returned to his corner, leaving the miserable sobbing hunk on the mat.

After almost 20 minutes, the hulking muscle-bound man recovered enough to stagger to his feet. He stared murderously at his much smaller opponent, reasoning that the only reason he lost the first round was that Erik got lucky and managed to hit him in the balls. He would not let him gain such an advantage in this round.

Erik circled the big naked man in the ring, like a lion circling an injured elephant, waiting to pounce and make the kill. Lee was much more cautious this time. He watched his smaller opponent carefully. Erik cheekily came within arm's reach and Lee threw two punches, but Erik danced away. He continued to play this game, sapping the overgrown beefcake of his strength  and wearing him down. Sensing an opportunity, he faked a punch to Lee's groin, causing the bulky male to yelp and jump back in fear.

"Your big ol' balls are pretty useless, aren't they, big boy? A little tap and you scream like a little girl! Can't those overgrown gonads do anything except bounce about? I thought a man's balls made him more manly, but yours seem kinda pathetic," Erik taunted the giant.

Lee turned red with rage but held back, waiting for Erik to make his move. Erik continued to tease the bigger man, coming enticingly within range and dancing away when Lee threw a heavy punch in his direction. This tactic soon wore the husky male down and he began pursuing Erik in frustration. Lee threw a volley of punches at the agile, smaller man but Erik easily avoided all the clumsy blows. Erik then punched the larger male in the face, sending him back in retreat. Instead of allowing him to recover, Erik followed this up by a series of punches to Lee's beefy midsection. While Lee's chubby abdomen jiggled with the punches, Erik could feel the solid wall of underlying muscle. The first few punches had little effect on the muscular behemoth but as Erik continued his relentless attack, he could feel the muscles softening and Lee becoming more winded. Lee was soon hunched over in the middle of the ring with his brawny arms across his face, trying to protect his head and aching abdomen.

Erik danced behind the injured giant and cheekily kicked his large muscular ass.

"I told you I'd kick your big fat ass, didn't I?" Erik teased, as he kicked Lee's beefy butt a few more times, infuriating the overgrown bodybuilder.

With a howl of rage, Lee launched a furious barrage of punches at his smaller opponent. All his oafish blows missed their target, and out of frustration, Lee tried to swing a roundhouse kick. Caught by surprise but quickly reacting, Erik grabbed a hold of the thick muscular leg. As the stunned beefy male desperately tried to balance himself on one leg, Erik swung a kick that neatly smashed into the bigger man's exposed, low-hanging oversized testicles.  Lee screamed in agony but before he could protect his injured manhood, Erik delivered two more sickeningly-accurate kicks to the bodybuilder's bruised and battered babymakers.  Unable to hold the heavy limb much longer, he threw it upwards, causing the injured behemoth to slam into the mat.

The big bulky male immediately curled up in a fetal position again, hugging himself and sobbing in response to the nauseating, gut-wrenching pain exploding from his traumatized testicles. Erik's cock began to stir as he eyed the fallen man, cradling his aching gonads, curled up with his large beefy ass on display. Erik knelt beside the writhing man, pulled off his glove and plunged his hand between the miserable hunk's thick thighs. He grabbed hold of Lee's left testicle, drawing a high pitched scream from the muscular male as he began kneading the fat, squishy organ like a lump of dough.

"I give! I fucking give!! Please don't hurt me anymore... please don't hurt my balls..." Lee cried pathetically.

"Looks like I win Rounds 1 and 2, big boy," Erik announced as he planted his foot on the prostrate hunk's muscular ass and raised his hands in victory.

The large, hefty Lee took a much longer time to recuperate from the sickening pain radiating from his injured gonads. When he finally was able to stagger to his feet, he stared at his tormentor with a blazing murderous fury. Erik smiled as he eyed the angry bull of a man. He wanted him to be angry. He wanted the beefy bodybuilder to be so angry he would make mistakes that lead to his downfall. Lee yanked off his gloves.

"Enough of this boxing bullshit! I'm gonna tear you to pieces with my bare hands!" Lee fumed.

"Bring it on, big boy!" Erik taunted the naked giant of a man, as he pulled off his own gloves.

With a roar of fury, the hulking male rushed at Erik. Erik stood his ground as the big man, who's frame was three times larger than his own, was almost on top of him. Thinking he had Erik where he wanted him, Lee gave a shout of victory as his brawny arms swung together in an attempt to lock Erik in a deadly bearhug. The smaller, lightning-quick Erik ducked just in time and threw himself to the side of the ring, out of Lee's reach. Erik had misjudged Lee's speed and had barely escaped. As Erik was still on the ground, trying to collect himself, the big beefy bodybuilder charged towards him and raised his foot in the air, planning to deliver a brutal stomp.

Erik's training quickly kicked in. With blinding speed, he kicked upwards as hard as he could while Lee's foot was still in raised. Lee's cry of victory was cut abruptly and replaced by a strangled cry of pain as Erik's foot slammed into Lee's dangling, very vulnerable testicles with a loud thwack. Lee folded up, hugging himself and screaming in anguish as he stumbled backwards in painful retreat, allowing Erik the room and time to get back on his feet. Lee fought to suppress the nausea and pain burning in his balls and gut. He growled as he charged at Erik again, trying bearhug him yet again.

Erik couldn't believe the big dumb oaf would repeat a similar move. He was prepared this time and as Lee's massive frame bore down on him, he deftly dived between his huge, trunk-like legs. While doing so, he managed to grab a hold of the confused hulking male's pendulous, overgrown sperm-makers and using the unfortunate bull's long, smooth scrotum like a rope, he swung himself between the muscular thighs. Lee's brain registered the horror of his situation but it was too late. He slammed his thick, hefty thighs together in a futile attempt to protect his once-proud and hefty balls. By now, Erik was standing behind the panicking beefy male with a good, strong grip on his bloated, squishy plums. With each hand solidly gripping and crushing each fat testicle, Erik smiled smugly; he knew he had the hulking bull right where he wanted him - by the balls.  In abject agony and a state of utter panic, Lee stupidly tried to stumble forwards, thinking he could escape the vise-like grip on his bulging balls. Instead, this resulted in more anguish for the bodybuilder as his ballcords were pulled to painfully taut lengths and his large ponderous gonads were trapped at the bottom of his thinly-stretched ballsac.

Erik grabbing hold of Lee's swollen testicles between his ass-cheeks.

Lee howled pitifully, doubled over with both his brawny arms hugging his chubby abdomen in response to the sickening waves of pain erupting from his battered and hurting nards. Erik's strong fingers were wrapped around each tender testicle, constricting the oversized organs so hard that soft meaty bubbles of squishy testicular flesh protruded through the gaps between his fingers. Lee was beside himself in agony, screaming and crying miserably as his knees began to buckle and he sank slowly to the mat. Erik refused to let the tormented hunk fall to the mat. He yanked on Lee's swollen, very red balls upwards savagely, drawing a sharp yelp from the hapless hulk and forcing him to remain on his feet or suffer further testicular agony.

Lee's brain was seared by the inhuman pain exploding from his swollen, red and battered balls. In desperation, he reached behind him and tried to swat his tormentor away. Instead, Erik pulled on the big man's smooth, pendulous scrotum causing the long sac to become even more taut and shiny. Because he had such low-hanging gonads, Erik was able to stretch the unfortunate beefy man's scrotum to about 12 inches, putting himself comfortably out of Lee's reach and increasing the big man's pain scale by a hundred-fold. Lee sobbed pitifully, making soft mewling noises as his large, aching gonads were now being crushed, squeezed, twisted and stretched. Lee staggered backwards, trying to reduce the tension on his ballcords but Erik started walking fast around the ring, maintaining the tension on the tortured man's scrotum. The delirious, sobbing beefy hulk of a man was forced to stumble backwards, doubled over,  as the much smaller male hauled him around the ring, using his fat, dangling balls as a very effective leash.

The pain was finally too much for the big bodybuilder to bear and his knees buckled causing him to stumble. Erik mercifully let go of the tormented hunk's exquisitely painful, swollen testicles as the sobbing Lee writhed on the mat in utter anguish, desperately hugging his lower abdomen and clutching his tenderized gonads.  Erik kicked the large muscular male until he rolled on his back then knelt down with one knee resting on the frightened man's barrel-like muscular chest. Glancing at the injured hunk's groin, he admired the damage he had inflicted on Lee's oversized testicles. The already ponderous organs were now the size of large lemons, felt extra squishy, and taken on a reddish-purplish hue.

Lee's tear-stained eyes grew wide with horror as Erik reached towards his horribly-aching balls. He whimpered pitifully, expecting more abuse to his bruised and battered spunk-makers, but instead, Erik gently caressed the fallen hulk's testicles. As his fingers ran back and forth over Lee's smooth, overgrown male organs, Lee whined miserably as his pathetic cock swelled up to a full erection.

"Looks like big gay boy here likes having a guy playing with his big ol' balls," Erik smirked at the confused and frightened hunk's expression.

"Please... stop... no more..." Lee whined miserably, but his cock remained rock-hard.

Erik continued his ministrations as the defeated, humiliated bull of a man sobbed in shame and confusion. Despite the pain emanating from his beaten balls, Lee's fully erect cock began dripping copious amounts of precum. Lee's sobs turned into little moans of pleasure and lust as his hips began gently thrusting involuntarily. Erik grabbed Lee's small but throbbingly erect penis and began stroking it. Within seconds, the heady mixture of pain and pleasure from his battered and aching balls pushed him to the brink of orgasm.

"Please stop... fuck, no more, please... don't make me cum, dude, no... I'm not fucking gay..." Lee begged.

Ignoring the large man's pleas, Erik continued to pump his swollen cock and in moments, a guttural groan announced Lee's impending orgasm. Erik immediately stopped and drew back his fist. Lee's hips bucked as his dick spewed out globs of sticky male milk all over his abdomen.  After about 6 spurts, Lee's body continued to weakly spasm as his cock continued to squirt like a kid's water pistol. Instead of letting the big man enjoy his climax, Erik slammed his fist down on his sensitive gonads.

As the meaty thud of Erik's small but powerful fist burying itself in Lee's large but very swollen, sensitive, squishy nerve-filled testicular tissue rang out and caused another big load of semen to spurt out of his still-erect penis, Lee let out a blood-curdling scream as his legs and upper body jack-knifed in response to the explosive pain. Lee slipped into unconsciousness, his orgasm utterly ruined and his brain unable to take any more pain from his abused gonads.

Erik knelt over the husky frame of the unconscious hulk and began jacking off. Beating a much bigger opponent and sexually-humiliating him never failed to turn him on. After squirting his load all over Lee's face, he wiped off the remaining drops of cum on the fallen hunk's pendulous ballsac, using the defeated man's own scrotum like his personal cum-rag. Erik left him passed out in the middle of the ring to await further punishment.

Breaking the Bull

A big husky guy on all fours learns that he's not such a tough guy after all with one girl crushing his fat gonads and another forcing him to lick her feet.

Nutted Wrestler

A young wrestler clutching his boy-berries in agony after his opponent punches him where it hurts the most.

Contempt

A girl humiliates her small-dicked boyfriend by kicking his bobbing balls.

Massage Bust

If I were the masseuse, I'd be so tempted to grab and squish those nice, juicy meatballs...

What the fuck, google?!!!

You took my blog down just to make me give you my telephone number?!! Fuckin retarded offspring of fish-squirrel having buttsex with monkeys!!

Football bust

A tough quarterback gets a nice solid knee to his squishy spunk-makers from a cheerleader.

Trapped and Tortured

Trapped in a painfully vulnerable position, a young wrestler can only scream miserably as his sadistic opponent takes his time abusing the unfortunate boy's fat, cum-filled gonads.

Crushing Knee

A muscular male intruder is quickly disabled by a devastating knee to his laden balls.

Pinned bust

After pinning his muscular opponent on his stomach, a wrestler reaches casually between his muscular cheeks, grabs a hold of his bulging balls and squeezes so hard that the unfortunate hunk cries out his submission.

Gang Wars - Part 1

Another ballbusting story by Darrel L.

The Black Ops Crime Unit was a clandestine branch of the police tasked with taking down gangs and organized crime. They were an elite unit that were allowed to conduct unorthodox methods of investigation to deal with these criminals.

They had their eyes on one of the biggest Asian gangs in the city, responsible for drugs, prostitution, illegal gambling, and smuggling. It was run ruthlessly and efficiently; the police and even the FBI had an extremely tough time investigating it and so they called on the Black Ops for help. They focused their attention on the gang leader's 25 year old son, Lee, planning to capture and interrogate him to understand the inner workings of the gang.

In the gang, Lee was known as the Enforcer. He had an unusually large build for an Asian; 7 feet tall, 400 pounds of beefy muscle. With a 60 inch chest, 25 inch arms, bull-like neck, thick muscular legs, his physique alone was intimidating. If he were more ripped, he would have been a successful bodybuilder but he loved booze and pizza too much and as a result, had a bit of a belly and had his impressive musculature obscured by a layer of fat. He wasn't the brightest guy around but what he lacked in intelligence he more than made up in aggression and brute force. He was by far the most cruel and ruthless member of the gang. He was feared by almost everyone in the organization and was responsible for enforcing his father's will and rules. A few gang members who had inadvertently crossed him had been brutally beaten to a pulp. He would even intentionally pick fights with members of rival gangs just so he could pulverize them.

Lee's bulky, muscular torso.

He had one big weakness - he couldn't keep his dick in his pants. This oversexed bull had sex almost every night with different women. His favorite past time was frequenting a massage parlor where he would fuck any unfortunate female masseuse who had the bad luck of having to tend to him, often against her will. The Unit decided that this was the best place to capture and spirit away their target since he always went there alone.

As was his habit, Lee came to the massage parlor in the evening and the manager recommended a new masseuse to him, assuring him that he would enjoy every moment of his "massage". Lee's eyes glowed with lust as he eyed the female masseuse's lithe sexy body, his cock semi-erect as he fantasized about how he would fuck her after she had given him his massage.

"Fuck yeah, you're one hot bitch!" Lee commented lewdly as he grabbed her ass roughly.

She was actually an undercover agent and despite her disgust, she smiled seductively at the horny oaf, playing her part to perfection.

"Take off your clothes, big boy," she told him.

Lee peeled off his clothes, revealing his beefy physique. His white boxers had  little red hearts on it.

"How cute," the agent thought as she saw his boxers.

"Take everything off, big boy," she purred as she arched her back a little, staring into the hulking male's lust-filled eyes. He had an instant erection, tenting his boxers obscenely.

"You like what you see?" Lee asked vulgarly as he pulled off his boxers, exposing his erect cock. It was only about 4 inches long fully erect but Lee thought it was a magnificent symbol of his manhood.

"Oh, yes," the agent smiled as her eyes fixated on her target - Lee's low-hanging, overgrown testicles. They were the size of golf-balls and hung about half-way between his groin and his knees in a smooth, long, pendulous sac.

"Looks like you wanna feel my big balls slapping into your ass as I fuck you later," the beefy man commented as he cupped his oversized gonads and jiggled them about childishly. Lee was extremely proud of his large testicles, often boasting about how heavy and big they were, how much jizz he shot, and how much testosterone they churned out. He wouldn't stop telling people how his insatiable sex drive and muscular physique were a result of his overgrown nards.

"You'd like to play with my big balls, won't you, bitch?" he continued lecherously.

The agent ran her fingers under Lee's dangling cum-laden meatballs, gently feeling the pendulous organs' ponderous weight, then stroking the sensitive area between the base of his balls and his asshole. Lee leaned his head back in anticipation, his throbbing cock leaking copious amounts of precum.

"Let me give you a massage first, big boy," she whispered in his ear.

"I can't wait to fuck your sweet little pussy," he leered as he climbed on the massage table and lay on his tummy, gently positioning his ample genitals so that they were nestled comfortably between his thick muscular thighs.

The agent began massaging the horny man's bulky physique, feeling his muscles relax as he grew less tense and became more sleepy. As time passed, Lee had let his guard down and lay there, enjoying the agent's powerful hands kneading his muscles.

"Damn, you've got fucking strong hands for a bitch," he commented.

She slowly worked her way down his broad back and to his bulging buttcheeks. She sensed his lust growing as she rubbed his massive ass-cheeks, intentionally allowing her fingers to stray near his sensitive anus. Her fingers soon began gently caressing his heavy, sperm-filled gonads, driving the hunk completely wild with desire.

"Oh fuck, I knew you loved playing with a boy's balls, you horny slut. I've got a nice fat pair of balls for you, bitch," he purred as he spread his thighs a bit more to allow her to pleasure him further.

The agent soon used both hands to play with the beefy man's meaty testicles. Her silky fingers wrapped around each fleshy orb, gently kneading them and rolling them about. Lee was so turned on his precum formed a small puddle under his groin on the massage table.

Suddenly, much to the hunk's complete shock, those silky fingers suddenly tightened around his sensitive, cum-filled testicles. The soft female fingers that pleasured his big manly gonads moments earlier were now powerfully constricted around each squishy, sensitive testicle. Waves of nauseating agony exploded from the big man's groin into the core of his being as the agent tightened her vise-like grip around each nerve-filled fleshy orb.

"Unhhhh, fuck... my balls... you fucking bitch..." the tormented hunk groaned.

"You wanted me to play with your balls, didn't you, big boy?" she whispered in his ear.

"I'm gonna fucking kill you. I'm gonna fuck you then kill you!" he groaned, his voice a couple of octaves higher.

"I don't think you're in any position to threaten me, big boy. You see, I've got you by the balls," she answered.

"Since I've got you by your big old balls, I can do this..." she whispered as she yanked his abused testicles backwards and upwards while still crushing the rapidly-swelling meaty organs. His long, pendulous scrotum allowed her to stretch his tortured testicles  a considerable length. Lee's anguish and pain increased a hundredfold and he could only make little whining, sobbing noises. His big brawny arms reached behind as he desperately tried to dislodge his tormenter's grip on his manhood.

His big pendulous balls were now a liability to him; the agent managed to stay out of his reach while maintaining a death grip on his squishy testicles. Delirious with pain, he could only make keening animal sounds as the sadistic agent now decided to use his long, tautly-stretched scrotum to floss his ass-crack like a thong.

The large muscular man started sobbing in response to the inhumane agony emanating from his abused big boy balls. The agent then changed her grip, grabbing his scrotum with one hand to trap his overgrown, swollen meatballs at the bottom of his sac. She then stretched his balls until the thin skin of his ballsac glistened and she could see all the little veins that criss-crossed his oversized testicles. She balled up her other fist and began punching his trapped and very vulnerable gonads.

The big man's body spasmed uncontrollably every time her little female fist buried itself in the squishy, swollen, sensitive, organs. He thrashed about desperately with every sickening thud of her hard unforgiving knuckles smashing into his very tender, nerve-filled, testicular flesh. As punch after punch crashed into his reddening, swollen, tenderized boy organs, his thrashing and cries of anguish grew weaker and by about the twentieth punch, the hulking man had passed out. His brain couldn't take any more of the sickening pain exploding from his abused testicles. The agent finally stopped her ferocious attack on his manhood, exhausted but satisfied. Much to her disgust, she discovered that the oversized oaf had squirted his sticky male milk some time while she was abusing his ponderous, dangling gonads.

Lee's swollen, busted balls

She quickly bilndfolded, gagged, and hogtied the unconscious giant before calling in her team members to tell them that she had captured their target. They swooped in with amazing efficiency and speed, quickly bundling the unconscious and bound hunk's naked body into a waiting van before speeding off to a safe house.

To be continued...

Post-match Torture

"Where do you think you're going, boy?" a sadistic wrestler hisses as he steps on his defeated opponent's big boy balls, making the unfortunate stud scream and beg for mercy after the match.