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

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

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.

He knows that's the end of the fight

Self-Defense Squeeze

Revenge of the Nerds

Kurt hurried from class to the study room. He was running late for the group project, and didn't want to appear like a slacker. Their group already had one slacker - Chase, the college football team's linebacker. His grades were barely meeting the already low standard for college athlete's, and his laziness was putting him at risk of losing his place on the team. If Chase wasn't such a massive and strong linebacker, his coach wouldn't have gone through the trouble of getting him into the "nerds" group for this project.

Chase refused to contribute anything to the group. He would come after football training, not even bother to shower, and just slouch in a corner, eating loudly, and making dumb jokes. The rest of the group, Kurt, Diego, and Andy, were exasperated and frustrated with the big oafish jock's laziness. They weren't allowed to kick him out of the group, and were therefore forced to shoulder his share of the work.

This evening, Chase came sauntering in, smelling of sweat and dirt as usual, wearing the same clothes he wore through training - a muscle tank and really loose grey basketball shorts that barely stayed on. He sat in his usual spot, and began talking loudly about how the football team was all psyched about the game on Friday, and about how he was going to bang the sexy new cheerleaders. Diego politely tried to steer the conversation back towards the work at hand but to no avail.

"I need some good booty tonight. I've not cum in, like 3 days, and my big boys are so backed up, they feel really firm and full," Chase continued, grabbing at his ample bulge through his shorts.

"Chase, would you please shut up? We're trying to work here, and you don't contribute anything as it is," Diego told him in frustration.

"What did you say?" Chase replied menacingly as his enormous 6' 7", 450 lb frame rose slowly. He was built like an off-season bodybuilder combined with a wrestler - huge chest, brawny arms, broad shoulders, a gut, and gigantic legs.

"I asked you to shut up," Diego shot back from across the table, fed up with the jock's attitude, and seemingly unaware of how tiny his 5'6", 120 lb figure was in comparison to the enormous linebacker.

Erupting in fury, the massive jock almost effortlessly shoved the large table out of the way and grabbed Diego by his shoulders, lifted him up, and slammed him against the wall.

"Who the fuck are you to tell me to shut up, you fucking nerd?!" Chase bellowed angrily, as he repeatedly slammed the petite Diego against the wall. Andy sat there motionless, stunned and completely terrified.

Chase continued to cussing and slamming the helpless nerd against the wall, so blind with rage that he didn't notice or care that his loose shorts had slipped down around his knees. Diego was shaken so hard that his glasses flew off. Almost blind and helplessly mauled by a gorilla of a man, he thought that this was the end for him.

The study rooms were almost sound-proof and the room his group had was located at the far end of a long hallway, and so Kurt didn't hear the commotion going on inside. He opened the door, and was shocked to see the huge football player shaking his best fried like a rag doll. Kurt threw his backpack at the furious linebacker.

"Let him go, motherfucker!" Kurt yelled as his backpack hit Chase's back. The impact didn't hurt the massive bull at all but was enough to draw his attention. Chase turned around to see the angry Kurt, who was smaller than Diego, clenching his fists and trying to fight him. Chase dropped the dizzy Diego to the ground as he turned to face Kurt.

"Oh, so you want to get your ass beat as well, nerd?" Chase sneered.

"Bring it, asshole!" Kurt answered bravely.

Diego was dazed and practically blind without his glasses, but realized that Chase was about to attack Kurt and would probably kill him. The only thing he could clearly see was Chase's trunk-like legs, and dirty sweats hanging around his knees. As he looked upwards, he noticed the big oaf's low-hanging testicles hanging invitingly through the leg of his boxers, sloshing from side to side between his thick ass-cheeks. His fear and anger focused his attention like a laser on Chase's dangling manhood, and without hesitation, Diego reached out with both hands and grabbed hold of the linebacker's bobbing balls.

Chase had begun lumbering towards Kurt, his ham-like fists raised high to pound the puny nerd, but stopped in his tracks when he felt something latch onto his sensitive testicles, followed by a deep sickening pain shooting from his manhood into his gut. Looking down, he saw Diego had grabbed onto his pendulous ball sac.

"Let go off my balls, you fucking fag!" he yelled as he tried to pull Diego's hands from his aching testicles. Diego clung on to the enraged jock's ample, spunk-filled gonads with every ounce of strength he had. As Chase stomped about to try to dislodge his grip, the pint-sized geek gripped his bulging balls even harder and was practically swinging about with Chase's stretchy, pendulous scrotum with his full weight, like a monkey swinging on a vine. The horrible pain of having his ballcords stretched to breaking point combined with the anguish of Diego crushing his squishy, sperm-filled gonads soon turned Chase's anger into panic. He was afraid the nerd he was about to beat to a pulp would rip his delicate family jewels off. He began to punch at Diego's head to try to get him to release his aching balls.

"Fucking let go of my fucking balls!!!" Chase screamed as he punched at Diego. Terrified that he would be killed if he let go, Diego squeezed the big oaf's squishy testicles even harder and pulled down as much as he could to get out of range his fists. Chase's delicate scrotum was stretched so taut, the skin appeared shiny and glossy, and all the little blood vessels criss-crossing the ballsac were engorged like green and bluish worms. The agonizing pain exploding from his manhood grew exponentially, and Chase, in desperation, picked up a chair to hit the tenacious nerd who had his fragile testicles in a death-grip.

Andy snapped out of his petrified state and leaped into action to pull the chair out of Chase's hands. Kurt and Andy then held onto each of Chase's arms, rendering the large man helpless. Chase struggled to free himself from the nerds - two disabling his arms, and one locked on his tenderized testicles - but was so weakened by the awful pain exploding from his groin that he could barely put  up a struggle. The enormous linebacker sank to his knees slowly, his screams of anguish replaced by sobs and weird, strangled groans. Diego refused to release the big man's traumatized testicles even then. As Chase's fat, pasty ass descended on him, Diego scrambled so that he was now standing behind the huge jock, who was now reduced to a manageable height.

His mammoth frame wracked by pain, Chase dropped to his knees, his face on the ground and thick butt in the air. Andy and Kurt locked each of his brawny arms in place and he was helpless and could not even protect his abused manhood. Diego now was pulling his balls towards the small of his back, literally flossing the bull's ass crack with his own taut scrotum. The bully was reduced to a sobbing, mewling mess as the pint-sized nerd continued crushing his bruised and battered balls in his unforgiving grip.

Diego's forearm muscles began cramping from the force he inflicted on the hulking jock's rapidly-swelling gonads. He managed to quickly put his glasses back on, and couldn't believe that he had the beefy bully by the balls. The three nerds exchanged excited glances, and couldn't believe how they managed to defeat the burly linebacker. Diego finally let go of Chase's sweaty, swollen testicles which had turned into a reddish-purple hue. Kurt quickly switched his position so that he was now behind the bulky football player, twisting his arm painfully and forcing him to get up.

Diego stood in front of the kneeling man, staring angrily at the jock's tear-stained doughy face.

"Please... I'm sorry, man... no more... my boys can't take anymore..." the bully whined pitifully.

"Fuck, look at that sad little thing!" Andy commented, pointing at Chase's fully erect, unimpressive 3 inch cock poking out of his thick bush of pubes. It looked completely ridiculous in comparison to his enormous body.

"Someone looks like he enjoys nerds playing with his balls," Diego continued, poking at the jock's hard little cock with his foot, drawing a loud whimper from the humiliated linebacker.

Andy whipped out his cellphone and began taking pictures of Chase with his tiny erection.

"Imagine what the football team and cheerleaders would think if they saw your teeny-weeny dick," he said.

"No cheerleader would want you to fuck them with that little wiener," Kurt chimed in.

"No girl would want such a small  cock!" Andy continued.

Chase sobbed with shame but his cock remained as hard as ever. Diego's fear turned into arousal. He had always fantasized about humiliating and sexually dominating the boys who had bullied him in high school. He undid his jeans and his own boner popped out.

In contrast to Chase, who was built like a bull but had a tiny cock, Diego was petite but had a monster dick. Chase's eyes grew wide with both disbelief and jealousy as Diego's throbbing 12 inch cock emerged from his jeans.

"Suck on it, bitch," Diego commanded.

Chase hesitated and appeared to pull back but Diego grabbed his hair pulled him forward and snapped his foot between the V of Chase's thick thighs. Chase's mouth fell open in agony as Diego's foot slammed into his already badly-aching balls.

"I'll destroy your weak, pathetic balls if you don't suck me off, bitch," he warned the sobbing jock.

Chase obediently put his lips around Diego's large cock and began pleasuring the nerd he had despised moments before. Diego threw his head back, and moaned in pleasure as he guided Chase's bobbing head at the rhythm that best pleased him. Andy recorded every moment on his cellphone, and both he and Kurt were also immensely turned on. Which nerd didn't harbor a secret desire to sexually dominate and humiliate their bullies?

Diego let out an involuntary guttural groan as he came forcefully inside Chase's mouth. The gush of salty, hot spunk shot down his throat, causing the linebacker to choke.

"Swallow it all. If you spit it out, I'll wreck your sorry manhood," Diego warned. The humiliated jock gulped down the nerd's jizz, trying his best not to puke.

Kurt and Andy had been stroking their cocks, which were almost as impressive as Diego's. Both guys were pint-sized but were hung like horses. Kurt had a 9 inch cock which was as thick as a beer bottle, and Andy had a 10 incher. They both stroked their engorged members inches away from Chase's tear-stained face, and almost simultaneously blasted their gooey loads all over the jock's face and neck.

Chase cringed in shame and humiliation as he felt the sticky warm cum drip all over his face and upper body. However, his cock remained rock hard. The nerds he had bullied before looked spent but sexually-satisfied. Andy snapped a few pictures of the cum-covered jock's face.

"Show us how you jack off. I'm curious how someone can stroke such a tiny cock," Diego commanded.

His will and resistance completely broken, Chase relinquished whatever remained of his masculinity and began masturbating.

"The classic two finger jerk!" Andy mocked, recording the burly man's humiliation.

Within a few seconds, Chase groaned as a stream of cum dribbled from his cock.

"Fucking useless. Small cock, premature ejaculator, and can't even shoot a load. And they say jocks are great specimens of masculinity!" Diego said with contempt. Not willing to let the bulky linebacker enjoy his orgasm, he drew his foot back and sent it crashing into Chase's traumatized testicles. A loud squeal followed the satisfying meaty thwack, and Chase's massive frame folded up like a pretzel. The wannabe bully curled up in a fetal position, crying and whimpering for the nerds to stop hurting him.

"Here's a list of things we need you to do for this project," Andy ordered.

"Get them done, or other people might see the photos and video we took tonight," Diego told him, as the three guys left hulking jock to wallow in his pain and puddles of jizz.