Derek Da Silva Ballbusted

The game is over for Derek once his opponent traps him in a leg-lock and spreads his legs painfully to the point of almost dislocating his hips.

Derek struggles in vain but cannot escape the hold or the pain.

To add to his pain, his opponent coolly starts smacking poor Derek's vulnerable testicles.

Derek whimpers and cries out in pain, but this only makes his tormentor more excited to abuse his bulging balls. He unleashes a barrage of slaps which, although ordinarily wouldn't hurt flesh, result in sickening pain when applied to Derek's sensitive, aching balls.

Ramping up Derek's pain, his sadistic opponent grabs the suffering man's gonads and crushes them, feeding off Derek's cries of agony. He looks into the mask of pain that Derek's face has contorted into as he feels the useless lumps of testicular flesh flatten in his iron grip.

In too much pain, and turned on by the abuse, Derek can no longer resist his tormentor's abuse, even as he strips off his trunks to further humiliate the traumatized hunk. Admiring how swollen and tender Derek's balls had become, he smiles as he gives them another squeeze.

Derek looks into the cruel eyes of the victor, seemingly to plead for mercy. Instead, he continues to crush the poor man's tenderized testicles while smiling sadistically.

Derek howls pitifully as the slaps and smacks continue to rain down on his abused sack, inhumane pain racking his entire muscled body.

Poor Derek tries to crawl away from his abuser but his weak attempt comes to a rude stop when his opponent grabs a firm hold of his dangling testicles...

... and continues hitting the crying man's trapped balls, as Derek's legs spasmodically flail about.

Using his balls as a leash, the victor spanks Derek's muscular ass, further humiliating the sobbing hunk.

The sadistic punishment continues for Derek. His aching, traumatized balls are slapped and squeezed for what seems an eternity. He cries and whimpers but takes the abuse to his balls like a man, refusing to submit till the agony breaks him finally.

The testicular pain is agonizing but obviously turns the defeated Derek on. He passionately kisses his tormentor who crushes his broken balls to a pulp as Derek gives up his male milk one last time.


And that's why I love Derek Da Silva :-)

Suffering

A man on his knees, clutching his broken balls, after his cruel mistress kicks him right in the danglers.

Crushing his useless balls

A defeated wrestler is hoisted on the victor's shoulders and has his scantily-clad, cum-filled nards squeezed until he squeals like a little bitch.

Aching Balls

After trying to fuck his angry masseuse, a horny man's fat, dangling testicles receive a powerful punch. He cringes in anguish as the sickening agony explodes from his broken balls, reminding him to watch his manners around women.

Big man in pain

A large, husky male is helpless as a smaller punk has him by the balls - squeezing, tugging, twisting those man nuggets until he begs for mercy.

Don't harass the maid

After smacking the maid's ass, Brandon is punished with a powerful knee to his cum-filled testicles. Not content with only kneeing him in the groin, the angry maid delivers a painful kick to the horny man's aching, dangling balls, reducing him to a sobbing mess on the ground.

Nut Stomp

When the jobber is against the ropes, stomp his pathetic little balls hard.

Spatula Ball-Beating

Discipline your slave boy by swatting his swollen gonads with a spatula until he obeys your every word.

Tied and Tortured

A tied-up jock is unable to stop his tormentor from grabbing and squeezing his big boy balls.

Jimmy Dean Destroys Thor's Testicles

Merry Christmas, boys :-)

In one of the hottest wrestling matches I have ever seen, the legendary ballbusting wrestler Jimmy Dean shows us just how to deal with a bigger, more muscular opponent. In this match, he faces Thor, a bigger, heavier, cockier wrestler who initially seems to kick Jimmy Dean's ass. But when Jimmy gets the larger man in a weak moment, he twists his arm behind him to incapacitate him before between his ass cheeks and grabs hold of the bigger man's bulging balls. Jimmy's hand and fingers wrap around the screaming Thor's squishy genitals and squeezes the sensitive organs as hard as Jimmy's cruel heart desires. From then on, Thor is in a world of agony, as the sadistic Jimmy crushes the life from his tenderized testicles. The pictures speak for themselves, showing the muscled hunk struggling valiantly and then slowly sinking to his knees and then dropping to his face as he is overwhelmed from the torture inflicted on his big boy balls by the deliciously sadistic Jimmy Dean.

Feedback

Guys, I need a little bit of feedback.

I am thinking of writing stories of guys with small balls getting busted. Would anyone be interested in (or turned on by) such stories? I still find the thought of a guy having his big balls abused incredibly hot, but I'm intrigued by the thought of exploring stories of unhung guys.

Tell me what you think.

DL

Busting the Exhibitionist - Pt 4 (Versus Cole)

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Pokeball to the balls

Balls busted by a pokeball.

Ball pain and nipple pleasure

After kneeing and punching his big muscular jock boyfriend in his plump testicles, a punk pinches and teases his nipples as the jock moans in both pain and pleasure while clutching his traumatized gonads.

Poor wrestler

The wrestler in the red trunks is tag-teamed by two sadistic jocks who take turns crushing and twisting his big boy balls.

Godzilla's Balls

The moment before a ball-claw turns a big, beefy wrestler's scream of victory into whimpers of pain. No matter how big the man, his balls are his weak spot.

The end of the fight

After the second kick to the balls, a tough husky guy collapses in a world of pain and is definitely not getting up any time soon.

Bodybuilder's Aching Balls

A big muscular male struggles and screams pitifully as his tormentor smacks and slaps his tied testicles. No amount of muscle can protect his tender testicles from this sadistic abuse.

Kick his balls harder!

When a submissive bottom boy is down and tied up, kick his bound testicles until he cries from the pain!!

Showoff gets nutted

A bike stunt goes wrong and Jason's gonads are crushed against the frame. Nice.

Squeeze his sperm out

Big strong man is tied down and is totally helpless as his balls are mercilessly squeezed so hard he squirts all his jizz

Tennis Ball Bust

Sorry if I'm re-posting but it's just so fucking hot to watch his big bulging balls bounce as they get hit by a tennis ball... over and over again.

Nuts meet rail

The agony when a skateboarder crushes his tender boy balls against a hard, cold, metal rail.

Wrestling Ball-spanking

Pin the husky masked man and smack his vulnerable balls until he submits!

Brian's First Match

It was Brian's first match. Dressing in white to demonstrate his sense of sportsmanship and fairplay, and betraying the naivete of youth, he strides proudly into the ring and reaches out to shake hands with his older opponent, Dirty Dave.

Instead of reciprocating Brian's friendly gesture, Dirty Dave shows how he gained his nickname by delivering a sharp, swift kick to Brian's vulnerable boy balls.

Unbelievable pain explodes from Brian's young, tender, balls as his knees buckle and his hands automatically reach to clutch his traumatized testicles. The audience gasps and the referee cringes as the audible thud of a boot smashing into nerve-filled testicular tissue rings out.

His world and bulging plums shattered by inhumane pain, Brian collapses to one knee, as sickening nausea rises into his gut. All his strength spent on resisting the urge to puke and pass out, Brian's first match comes to an end with him unable to wrestle. In the end, the naive young man had to be carried out of the ring, hugging himself and nursing his aching, swollen balls in agony.

Baseball in the balls

Another creative way of abusing testicles from Jack-ass :-)

Ball-spanking

Spank that bad boy's big balls!

Nael - Shawshank Redemption 2

Story Contribution from Nael

Shawshank Redemption 2: Andy's Revenge

Andy Dufresne had been busy these past five years.  The white beaches and his new found Mexican freedom removed many years off of his face. He began to live life anew and yet there was still something holding him, clenching his gut. He tried many things: religion, yoga, meditation...even mother fucking incense candles... so that in some way he could just forgive those who wronged him at Shawshank, and forget all those decades he spent getting raped and working a hole through the walls of that unholy place. The thousands he garnered from his 'service' at Shawshank prison where of no interest to him. All that could really release him from himself were the few selected Mexican women he paid for sex and the company of his old and dear friend, Red.

Andy understood that he was institutionalized. Even though, to this day, inmates at Shawshank swore by his free spirit, but in his heart he knew he was not free. He put up a good face and whisked all those warm skinned women with a deadly smile, but eventually he just couldn't commit to a relationship.
Too much had gone under the bridge. There was just too much history. How could anyone connect with him, he thought.

But Red had always been there. Having a cold beer on a roof top with him would calm him down, he always knew. Clutching the bottles, both sat on the roof of their home, near the beach, watching the sun set. They knew too much about each other so it was not surprising for either of them to pass hours just sitting silently, enjoying the slow drowsy heat of the Mexican sun, until there was something worthy to discuss.

"Hadley's out." Red said, breaking the silence.

"Who?... the captain of the prison guards?...really?... how?... who told you?"

"Barney called... he's in Florida these days... he told me... Hadley got some pull with the courts or somethin' plus he got some money too, that YOU helped him get... remember?"

"But he killed those inmates, he shouldn't be out...uh, you know what,  I don't give a shit... I have Mexico" Andy said pointing to the sun.

Another 15 minutes passed in silence.

"cut his balls off... motherfucker" Andy suddenly murmured to himself, desperately trying to swallow the anger.

"well ...you could, you know?" Red said, his eyes fixed at the sun so not to let Andy see the desire for revenge burning in his eyes.

"huh?"

"My pappy always told me, 'you can neva get nof honey out o' the jar just by dippin' yo finger in... you gotta curl it and scoop it out.'"

"meaning?"

"Tell Barney to somehow get Hadley to know where we are. i'm sure he'd come sniffin by. he needs to set a score with you. and when he's here... you can snip him." chuckled Red.

"he's gonna tell the police." Andy said plainly.

"that washed up low life shit smelling rat of a cop... NO!... his mother doesn't believe him now."

Silence sets in again. Probably they became telepathically connected, figuring out the exact details of their plan. Andy, before going to bed, called Barney to have him give a little 'heads up' to the former convicted murderous prison guard.

Weeks pass by and there is no news of Hadley. Barney called up Andy and told him that just after getting the news from him, Hadley disappeared.

"He's coming right here." Andy said emotionlessly to Red.

"let him... I am hungry, going to get some eggs and fish... you need somethin'?"

Andy shook his head slightly."No."

Red knew in an instant that Andy was concerned, however not upset. He knew that Andy could take care of himself. And if chance came, he could take care of Andy as Andy would do for him. They had protected each other, strength upon strength, when they were in prison and even as free men. While walking on the dusty pavement, Red remembered the moments they both shared while showering together. Andy responded so well to the naked, trusting and faithful touch of Red's black built chest briskly gliding over his back. He remembered the embraces, that need not to be given a meaning or be confined in a label of a relationship. He loved him, more than a friend but not like that of a brother. It was something else, something he hadn't heard of, something that the priests at the local church would shudder to define. Red's hung phallus needed no training that morning in the confined shower. It naturally needed to go into Andy's accepting anus to seal the form of friendship they had. That was the first day Andy actually started breathing again. With every thrust of Red's member, Andy felt pain and pleasure and the feeling that he was alive and that someone in this world cared of how much pain and pleasure he was feeling. The wounds of Shawshank started to fill with every tear that came down Andy's cheek, concealed in the water that drizzling upon his face, proving to him that he was not alone, he doesn't have to be alone and that there was at least one man in this world who wouldn't con or hurt him. For some reason Andy and Red considered the events at the shower as metaphysical and hence, part of their shared consciousness and not of the real world or their real lives. There was no reason to discuss them. Red read the bible every day and didn't hesitate or lower his voice when it talked of how the homosexuals will burn in hell. Neither he nor Andy were homosexuals. He just... loved Andy, a lot.

Red ransacked his pockets while thinking of Andy, and found that the bunch of shrivelled up Pesos was still at home. He turned on his heels and walked back to the house to find Hadley unaware of his presence, pointing a gun at Andy's head. Red crashed a pot of begonias on to his head and rendered him unconscious.
Without saying a word Red staggered towards Andy and  gave him a hug. With the language of the eyes he asked him if he was alright. Both now towered above the faint muscular giant that had no idea of what was coming to him.

Hadley hadn't been a good man. The reason he first used Andy for his 'banker' skills was to get the share of inheritance of his dead brother without tax cuts. He didn't just kill people, he battered them to death. Many inmates wanted him dead and a greater still feared his return to the prison.

Andy and Red tied his hands and feet wide apart, while he was still unconscious. For the first time in many years, Andy felt a power in his guts and he let anger gush through the veins of his head. Hadley had to pay. Nothing else mattered. Like a wolf he circled the tied up 6'8" 350 pounder muscle man, his eyes fixed, thinking rapidly of when to begin and how to begin.

Red dug up an old baseball bat. He couldn't wait to beat him any longer.

"WAIT!" Andy yelled."I want him to be awake... so that he knows what's happening to him."

Hadley had a sharp pain in his head. He opened his eyes wide to find his limbs tied on either side of a worn out bed and two figures that slowly materialized. he quickly recognized them.

"I am gonna Fuck you Andy... you mother fucker... beat you to a motherfucking pulp... get... these ...OFF!", Hadley yelled as he tried to free his hands.

Andy didn't listen to him. he was in control of what would happen in this room tonight. Even Red recognized and feared the look on Andy's face... the look Andy gave when he wanted everything done the way he wanted. the look of silent, sharp and absolute domination.

"take his clothes off" Andy told Red. "Leave his tighty-whities on."

"Don't touch me you motherfucking nigger... I am gonna make you dance and shine my shoes once I am done squeezing the fat of Andy's fucking head... motherFUCKER!!!", yelled the muscled man.

Red tore of his clothes and threw the rags away. Andy sat by Hadley's side, and in a sophisticated manner took off the spectacles he was wearing and sighed.

"Captain... Remember Gil Dilbert?... you killed him by hammering your baton on his face... In that moment while listening to him getting killed, I wondered what an oaf you are... see, you wanna cause a man some real pain you hit him in the place that really matters... You have a pulsating muscular neck, big biceps and these rippling muscular thighs but they don't define your identity as a man... its these that do."

With that Andy grabbed and twisted Captain Hadley's man balls and squeezed them with all the might he could muster in his arm. He could feel the captain was well endowed and his plums where the size of two pulsating eggs inside his ball sac. Hadley was in sheer pain. Instinctively, he tried to close his massive thighs to provide some protection for the fruits of his loin but to no avail. His legs were clamped too far part. With another tug that Andy gave his balls, the pain which hovered in his lower abdomen now shot up like lightning bolt, through his guts, his heart, his throat and then entered his brain. His eyes shut with pain now jarred open suddenly, like a crude silent brief prayer to his god for a miracle of mercy, but he knew no one will save him today. Andy was now his god. He gave him pain and only he could take it back.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH....OOHH...AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!... please stop... God! MOTHERFUCKER!.....AAAHHHHH...  I AM GONNA FUCK YOU... YOU SEE!"

With a THWACK came another blow.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH....AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH... please stop... please ... PLEASE!!!"

"Captain Hadley... begging? I didn't know it was in you to beg to someone, to stop hurting your girls down there... does that remind you of something?... does it remind you of the countless who begged before you, for their lives... Did you stop?... I am asking you, DID YOU FUCKING STOP??!!!!"

Hadley could only beg. he wanted an angel to carry him away from this place. he also knew that angels don't carry devils.

"Yeah keep begging Cap, I like the way you beg... keep begging and tell me in how many ways men begged before you but you couldn't listen!!"

With that Andy pulled the baseball bat from Red's hands and used it to play golf with Captain Hadley's golf balls. THWAR-RCK!!!
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH....AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH...AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH... please... please"

Hadley started crying. He couldn't even turn his face to keep his dignity from rolling down his cheeks in front on Andy. His new god had refused to bestow mercy on him.

"Keep his feet tied. Get him up straight" Andy commanded Red.

Red quickly untied a rope, and with a set of pulleys raised the limp body of the Captain, like sails are rigged up a ship's mast.

"Get me the steel ball." Andy told Red

Andy held the chain from one end and on the other there was a heavy steel ball hanging freely. Swinging the ball and fanning it into a gyroscope of promising pain, he admired the view in front of him. Captain Hadley's hard muscular naked body, with his sweat glistening in the moon light, that peeped in from under the door. His back muscles tightened so he could relief his over stretched arms from bearing all his weight. His jock strap was drenched in sweat and is big meaty buttocks quivered with fear and exhaustion. His coat of chest hair retained some sweat from rolling down into his jock strap that contained his bruised squealing manhood. Surprisingly, the rancid smell of Hadley's sweat aroused Andy. 

"give us a good scream buddy."

Andy blasted the revolving ball into Hadley's groin. 

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH...UUUAAAHHHHAAAAA...UUUUAAAHHHHAAA...AAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!.... I'll go... I'll never come back... I promise..."

THUDD!!!
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH....AAAAAAAAAAHHHHH...AAAHH...please stop...stop... how much money do you need?... tell me?... how much?"

THWACK!!!
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH... please.. please... what do you want...please."
"I am getting what I want... the pleasure to see you in pain"

THRRRAAAKK!!!
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!... please please stop...stop"
Hadley began to pant. 

"Hey Red, Caps leakin' his jizz", Andy chuckled.

Strings of translucent pre-ejaculate started to leave his wet and damp jockstrap. Andy took a knife from the shelf and tore the jockstrap off. Lo and behold. Captain Hadley, thought now strapped to a pole like a neutered bull, was a man's man. a full tuft of blond and brown pubic hair engulfed his heavy uncut penis with its glans peeping out of his foreskin and oozing crystalline pre cum. Below his penis was a set of large swollen testicles trapped in the softest skin of his scrotum. Andy held them in his palms as Hadley whimpered, anticipating more pain. His magnificent cum filled globes moved about, drooping and constricting themselves in his ball sac, like a pair of lion cubs trapped in a poachers net trying desperately to escape. Hadley regretted not having children, fooling around with prostitutes and even masturbation. if only he could put all that wasted semen to good use. the line of his ancestors began to die with the death of his balls.

"Which nut you like the most?... the right one?", Andy said, whipping a stick on the right testicle, "or the left one?" then whipping the left hanging testicle.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH... AAAAhhh... please... let ... me...go", Hadley begged.

"the left one is bigger... we save the right one... the left one it is... "Andy said, after inspecting the worn out sac. His face inches away, to get a whiff of the intoxicating man stench emanating from his pubes.

He harnessed Hadley's right testicle to his thigh with the torn jockstrap and let the left one hanging free. with a broken pool stick he began to strike the loose left testicle. with every blow it spun inside Hadley's nut sac and ricocheted between his thighs and rebounded with his iron buttocks. with every agonizing whip, his testicle inflated to a size of a potato.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH... GOD... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH... WHY?...WHY?... WHY?...AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH...AAAAAAAAAAAAHH... AAAAAAHH... WHY?", cried Hadley, each yelp came from his soul. there was nothing fake about Hadley tonight, it was guaranteed that whatever came out of his mouth, came out with all honesty.

"Why?...", yelled Andy,"Why?...you still don't know why...?"
Hadley was in too much pain. He didn't know anything anymore. He just wanted to heal. in response to Andy's question he uttered a word that Andy hated, even before he went prison.

"No. I don't know...I don't know why... please... "

"Then I will teach you why after I CUT some loose meat OFF OF YOU!!!!"
with that Andy turned around, grabbed the knife and place it at the base of his dangling testicle.

"say goodbye to that nut, Cap" Andy yelled from between his teeth.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAhHH ... Please... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH.... HELP... HHHHEEEEELLLLLP!!!... HE'S CUTTING IT OFF... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH!!!"

"ANDY!!!... STTTTTTTTTTTTTTTOOPPP!!!...STOP" cried Red from behind."Just Stop, for a moment."

Hadley urinated all over the floor in fear and began to cry.

"He's gonna bleed out... He'll bleed out in 7 minutes and then he'll die", yelled Red, trying to put some sense into Andy.

"we'll throw him in the sea"

"I don't care about what you do to that motherfucker or his funny bits... if he dies you'll become Hadley and he'll become the inmate he mercilessly battered to death... don't become him... you are my friend... come back to me... come back to the memory of your dead wife... come back. Don't go... there."

"But... He... deserves it"

"Let it go...you have put him in hell... his nads look like the fucking antichrist... the god damn Jews found more pity with fucking Hitler then he did with you in the past two hours...come on."

Andy never hated Red that much than at that moment. He also knew he was right.

With one swipe of the knife he cut Hadley's harnesses. Hadley crashed on the ground and caressed his balls delicately, inspecting the damage. His balls hurt and there was a humiliatingly large difference between the size of his battered left testicle and his right.

"FUCK YOU" Hadley yelled, while on his knees and clutching his balls, "I am GONNA FUCK YOU BOTH, MOTHERFUCKERS."

Andy turned in anger and gave a power kick to his balls.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

The pain was too much. Hadley's pelvic muscles had a reflex so profoundly that Hadley felt his penis erecting in a flash and squirting out a hot batch of his man fluid all over the floor.

Panting heavily and groping his aching balls Hadley crawled into the darkest corner of the room where his nakedness could find some shelter and began to sob.

"I'll sell you to the burro show owners tomorrow. they are looking for men these days. men squeal better... after the donkey sees your donkey balls, it would want to mount you." Andy yelled at the 'once-a-man'. This time Hadley said nothing back. 

After selling Hadley to Juarez for 50 Pasos, Andy and Red took their boat out to the sea. Andy realized that it would take some time to escape from the Shawshank prison he created in his head. Red would always be there to make him breathe again.

Red came from behind Andy and wrapped his arms around him. Andy felt something hard against his buttocks but chose to ignore it.

"Let me love you. Don't ignore how I look at you. Don't ignore how you feel about me. I won't trap you", Red exclaimed passionately.

"What are you doing?... What are WE doing?... I have nowhere to go..."

"Shhhhhhh", told Red while tightening his hug around him. "I love you."

Andy looked back at Red, slipped his shorts down, parted his cheeks and finally let someone in his heart. "I love you too."

Hard kick to the balls

One nicely-aimed kick to his dangling testicles and down he goes.