Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Arm-Lock and Ball Crush

A wrestler is restrained in an arm-lock and gets his balls crushed mercilessly.

Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Ball squeeze versus Wedgie

I thought a ball squeeze would hurt more, but it seems the wedgie is more painful.

Friday, December 25, 2009

Bull Busted - The Humiliation Continues

It was almost 6 months since my horrible defeat and humiliation at the fight. I couldn't believe how I, The Bull, a muscle-bound god, could have lost so ignominiously to some pencil-neck who called himself the Buster. What could have been the cause? I was the reigning Underground Wrestling Championship champ up until that fateful black day.

I was determined to regain my title and my honor. I had to! The past six months I spent in the gym, building my body and desperately trying to bulk up. I wanted to crush the Buster. Almost everyday, I was in the gym, pumping iron and punishing my already bulging muscles. I religiously gulped down protein shakes and mass gainers. I was intent on getting bigger and stronger. And tonight was the night.

In the locker room, minutes before the re-match with the Buster, I stood in front of my mirror, admiring 6 months of hard weight-training and tons of protein I packed on about 40 pounds of beef on my 6'6" frame. I was now a 300 pound behemoth with a 52" chest and 24" arms. How many 26 year old guys could boast of such an awesome body? In the process of bulking up, I gained a bit of a gut which blurred my six pack somewhat and I looked like an off season bodybuilder but I didn't care. This wasn't some freaking beauty show, it was a fucking wrestling match where the toughest, meanest guy won. I knew that guy was me tonight. I was fucking huge!

I decided against wearing my usual loin cloth and chose a pair of white trunks instead. The Buster enjoyed fighting dirty and I wanted to deny him the advantage he had in our last match my exposed over-sized balls. I got a special cup made for myself. Some space-age material shit that was light and strong. I had it made big enough to accommodate my large genitals. I gently placed it over my chicken-egg sized testicles and then inserted my fat 6 inch uncut meat cannon inside. I was impressed. It fit snugly and made my already ample package look even bigger!

The familiar surge of adrenaline came as I strode to the ring. The roars of adoration from my fans weren't as loud as they were. But I was gonna change that tonight. The Bull was gonna destroy the Buster tonight! I saw him enter the ring, looking just as he was 6 months ago. Looking at his 5'6", 160 pound tattoo-covered frame, I still couldn't believe that I lost to him. As the bell rang, we circled each other looking for a chance to strike.

"Hey, fat boy, you ready to get you big butt kicked again tonight?" he mocked.

"Fuck you, faggot! Your ass is the one on the line tonight!" I retorted, flexing my massive arms menacingly.

"I see you've stopped wearing that stupid gay loin cloth thing to cover your balls. Why? Your big useless boy balls too weak to take another beating, eh, fat boy?" he continued.

I roared as I lunged at him. My huge frame dwarfed him and as I swung my fist, he ducked and dived through my legs. I spun around and rushed at him again but the Buster just repeated the same move. I had to pin him down then use my gigantic muscles to crush the fight out of him. I lunged once more but all I hit was air as he dived between my legs but this time he kicked my plump butt before dancing out of my reach. I was mad with fury and lumbered in his direction again, determined to grab him. He simply hopped to one side as my huge figure flew past and he slapped my ass cheekily.

I felt my face burning red as I rushed at him yet again. As I was almost on top of him, he dropped to one knee and threw an uppercut into my crotch. The cup did its job and my balls just felt slightly uncomfortable. I smiled victoriously as I kicked him in the abdomen viciously. He screamed as he flew back against the ropes then rebounded, only to have my rock-like shoulder smash him in the solar plexus. He crumpled and was winded as I picked him up and displayed him on my shoulders before throwing him on the mat with a loud crash.

I then stomped his legs and lower back cruelly, drawing blood-curdling shrieks from him. I knew I was going to win this match! The Buster was a goner! As he writhed on the ground pathetically, I flexed my bulging muscles in the ring, showing off my massive beefy physique. I then knelt down and I could feel my cock stir. I picked up the Buster's limp figure and placed him in a sleeper hold. I was going to relish this moment, slowly choking off his air supply. My cock rose to its full throbbing 10 inches, pushing out my trunks and cup obscenely and as a result, my big right testicle plopped out of my trunks and cup. I applied the pressure around the Buster's neck as he struggled and grunted.

"It's useless, man. Don't fight it. Just let me put you to sleep and fuck your brains out," I whispered in his ear.

"Fuck you, fat boy!" he screamed.

I applied more pressure, my powerful bicep crushing the life from him. I was so horny now. I hadnt jerked off or had sex in almost a month and the thought of fucking his tight ass in revenge was driving me wild. Subconsciously, my boner was now stroking his ass crack and I was leaking lots of pre-cum. Without warning, I felt his hand brush past my thigh and lock around my dangling right testicle. I gasped as he squeezed it, trying to make me let him go. I squeezed his neck harder, trying to make him release my aching gonad. I was weakening as nausea and pain hit me in the gut while the Buster crushed, yanked and twisted my poor right nut in his vise-like grip. I could barely keep myself from collapsing into the mat but tried to choke him. He didn't let go of my tenderized testicle but kept squishing the life out of it. We struggled there for almost an eternity, each trying to hurt the other so badly that he would give in. I was the one who gave. Finally, the pain was too much for me to take and I released him, hoping that my trapped nad would have some relief but I was so wrong.

Instead, the sadistic Buster maintained his death-grip on my right meatball and used that advantage to haul me to my feet. I whimpered as I struggled to my feet, hunched and trying to nurse my aching ball.

"Looks like fat boy here decided to wear a cup!" the Buster announced as he yanked at my blazing plum.

I howled in pitiful response as he made me stand on tip toes or risk having my testicle pulled off. I must have looked ridiculous standing all hunched over trying to clutch my severely aching ball while standing on my toes.

"Let's see how strong this cup is!" he continued as he then stretched my white trunks forward with the cup and let it fly back to smack into my left testicle. I screamed in agony as the cup's edge struck my nad, as if trying to break it in half. He repeated the same move again, while still crushing the life out of my now swollen right testicle. I gasped in horrible pain and collapsed on the mat, desperately clawing at my hurting balls. I wanted to readjust the cup but somehow it had gotten all tangled up with my trunks. My trunks were tight and didn't allow much room for maneuvering and I was stuck in a ridiculous position one testicle hanging out from each side of my tight white trunks and my cock snugly protected in the cup, as if that would do any good!

Thanks to my pendulous ballsac, I looked like a complete fool I had my large plum-sized testicles flopping around about 3 inches from each side of my trunks. I struggled a bit and realized that the Buster was approaching. I could not focus on the fight due to my trapped nuts and he just lashed into me with punches. I raised my huge, muscular arms to cover my head as furious fists lashed into my face and then body. My thick muscles offered some protection but I was weakening and he soon backed me into a corner. I just stood there, my big arms still protecting my head against his onslaught.

And then my world shattered. The Buster slammed his knee into my unprotected package, crushing both my hurting balls against my pelvis and the cup. Instinctively, I tried to double up as my hands shot down to protect them and I cried out pathetically. The Buster showed no mercy and methodically punched me in the face, making me reach to protect my hurting jaw and leaving my aching, vulnerable groin open again. I felt his savage fist smash my right nut and then my left against the unyielding cup in a vicious right-left uppercut combo. I couldn't even gasp in response to the inhumane agony of my sensitive soft gonads being squashed between knuckles and a cup, as I dropped to my knees slowly, my mind swimming from the intense pain. I curled up on the mat, my eyes blurred by tears as I tried to suppress the rising nausea in my gut.

"Look at that overgrown muscle oaf. All the muscles are useless against a small guy like me because he's got fucking soft, weak, sissy nuts," the Buster mocked.

He was strutting in the middle of the ring as I lay in the corner, a crumpled heap of muscle and pain. I struggled to my knees and somehow managed to yank out the horrible cup that, instead of protecting my manhood, was making it even more vulnerable to attack. I tossed it aside and gingerly tucked my red, swollen gonads into my trunks.

"WEAK BALLS!" the crowd began chanting.

I was mortified and humiliated. I have never felt so much shame before. This was the Buster's fault. I wanted vengeance. I rose to my feet with murder in my heart. I roared and lumbered towards the Buster, intent on destruction but he neatly stepped aside and snap-kicked me in the nuts. Before my mind could register what was happening, his foot sailed between my massively muscled thighs and struck my bulging balls with an audible thwack. I groaned in anguish as the agony bit into my mind but my momentum carried me forward and I crashed into ropes like a blinded bull.

I don't know how it happened but I somehow managed to get myself all tangled up in the ropes in such a way that my arms and head were on the outside of the ring but my legs, butt and the rest of my body were still in the ring. I was trapped by the ropes!! I struggled desperately but somehow it only worsened my predicament.

"Oh look what we have here!" I heard the Buster say as he grabbed a handful of my manhood while standing next to my trapped body.

"Fucking fuck you! Fucking don't fucking touch me, you fucking faggot!" I raged.

"Oh dear. That's not a nice way to behave! I think we should punish you, you lil potty-mouth," he taunted as I struggled and cursed in reply.

The Buster had me where he wanted. My legs were spread for balance as I struggled vainly to escape. He eyed my mound of meat from between my muscular buttcheeks and then, he swung a fist that smashed right into my aching plums. I screamed and squeezed my legs shut as the pain exploded from my balls.

My body wanted to crumple to the mat but the ropes held me captive. I was absolutely helpless now. I was fucked. As I tried to choke back my tears, I felt the Buster grabbing my butt cheeks and squeezing them. My face burned with shame as I struggled but he kept squeezing my firm buttcheeks alternately while exclaiming loudly, "Man oh man. Feel this big muscle butt! I wonder how it'd feel like fucking such a massive fat butt?"

I tried to mule kick the Buster to stop him from molesting my ass. Big mistake. He grabbed my leg and stretched it backwards as I balanced on my other foot. I swore in fury, not realizing how vulnerable I was now, or rather, how vulnerable my tenderized testicles were.

"Bad boy!" the Buster scolded as he smashed his boot into my bobbing balls, drawing a blood-curdling scream from me. I screamed as anguish erupted from my injured manhood. My once proud, overgrown testicles were nothing but a big liability to me now. I couldn't do anything to protect my aching orbs from the Buster's onslaught. He kicked me again as I howled pitifully. "Oh, fuck... please, man... please..." I begged.

The agony of having my sensitive testicles cruelly smashed between my pelvis and the Buster's boot made me keen and groan like some pathetic little puppy. "Please, please... no more... please... my balls... " I sobbed. My pleas fell on deaf ears and another savage kick in my swollen traumatized plums ensued. My jaw fell open in a horrible, silent scream of utter torment as tears flowed down my handsome face. No sound came out of my mouth. The pain was too much for me to even squeak.

The Buster finally released my leg and automatically, my knees buckled, drawing my trunk-like thighs together to try to offer some protection to my throbbingly aching testicles which now had become twin orbs of agony to me. Regaining my breath somewhat, I sobbed pitifully as the pain bit into my gut and mind. I was too delirious with pain and was vaguely aware of the Buster pulling at the elastic band of my trunks. A ripping noise suddenly cut through the fog of anguish as I realized that the Buster was tearing off my trunks. I grunted in protest as I struggled to get free, wanting to preserve every ounce of dignity I had left.

The Buster coolly destroyed my resistance with a punch that flew between my legs and crashed into my already badly traumatized manhood with a sickening smack. I wailed in abject agony, tears streaming down my face and immediately stopped struggling as the Buster calmly continued to remove my trunks and my pride. As he tore them off, the sudden loss of support for my low-hanging bull balls and the shock of them swinging about made me groan in pain. As if that weren't enough to humiliate me, the Buster forcefully spread my muscular buttcheeks and began admiring my asshole.

"Oh, man! Look at that tight little pink asshole! Man, I am so gonna enjoy fucking you, fat boy!" he declared. I was too broken and hurt to offer much resistance.

Then, the unimaginable happened. I felt him sticking his tongue into my ass. I groaned in protest and anger initially, but as the Buster kept up his ministrations, my groans of protest turned into moans of pleasure and my big cock rose to full erection. I was soon involuntarily moving my hips, enjoying every moment as my opponent ate my ass. My pleasure was then shattered by a vicious hand grabbing my sensitive boy balls, twisting and yanking those pendulous puppies backwards. I was then in a world of pleasure and pain as he kept rimming me while tugging at my poor, aching swollen balls. I was making animal sounds which were like a mixture of lustful moans and pitiful whimpering.

The Buster then slammed his fist into my trapped gonads, flattening them between his palm and his knuckles. I howled at the top of my lungs and wanted to collapse. The Buster began untying me from the ropes. Slowly but surely, I was untangled. When freed, I curled up on the mat, cradling my injured, red gonads in my hands.

"Please... I give... no more... I beg you..." I whined as the Buster grabbed my thick neck and hauled me to my feet.

"Stand up straight!" he commanded.

I obeyed, my will and fighting spirit demolished. My boner thrust out in front of me obscenely as my bobbing balls hung proud and low. I bowed my head, humiliated. It must have been a sight a giant like me cringing with a massive hard-on before a skinny little guy. Without warning, he landed a sharp slap across my smooth, hanging nuts and I yelled in agony as I doubled over, my hands instinctively reaching to
protect my burning bollocks.

"STAND UP STRAIGHT!" he roared at me.

Sobbing and in pain, I obeyed, my head hung in defeat, tears streaming down my handsome face. Despite the pain, my cock was still thrusting upwards like a tower.

"Suck my cock," he ordered. Something inside me clicked with revulsion and somehow ignited a spark of resistance. I found the strength to seize a very shocked Buster in my massive arms and fling him across the ring. As he struck the turn-stiles and was momentarily stunned, I tried to escape. I made a dash towards the exit. I lumbered like a clumsy oaf due to the awful pain in my manhood as my low-hanging gonads swung about with every stride I took and smacked into my muscular legs. Somehow, I misjudged my steps and I tripped over the ropes and fell over, hitting the concrete. I landed on my front and was momentarily out of commission as my head struck the floor and so lay there, spread-eagled on my belly. As I regained my senses, I realized the Buster was getting up and rapidly approaching. I went crazy with fear and panic and scrambled on all fours, trying desperately to escape.

My plans were almost immediately terminated when I felt his hand plunge between my big buttcheeks and seize my dangling tenderized testicles. "Oh, God... Oh, fuck..." I groaned just before mind-numbing anguish made me scream hysterically as I felt my already sore balls being yanked behind me, stretching my hanging ballsac to it's maximum length. The Buster sadistically hauled my now-swollen and squishy nads so far backwards and upwards that I felt my ballsac flossing my ass-crack and my balls roughly rubbing against my tailbone. I buried my face in the ground, on my knees with my ass in the air, as if held up by my big boy balls. My hands clawed desperately at my glutes to nurse my abused balls but all I could reach with my hands were my ass and taut scrotum.

He hauled my sorry ass back to the ring. I was forced to struggle and waddle backwards as he dragged me backwards by my balls. I was made to remain on all fours in the middle of the ring, as the Buster further broke my spirit as he started milking my hungry cock from behind me like some cow.

"Milk the Bull!" the crowd cheered in unison as I sobbed in humiliation.

My 10 inch bad boy was enjoying all the attention it was getting and in a few moments, my cock was spurting like some kid's water pistol. I shot my jizz on the mat as I moaned loudly with pleasure. The Buster kept milking my engorged cock despite my pathetic moans of protest and within a minute or so, I sprayed another load of my man milk on the mat. I was going crazy with pleasure and pain coming
from my over-worked cock meat and my large meatballs. The Buster then pulled my balls from behind me again, making me whimper like a school boy, and then tried to fuck me with my own balls! I cried in pain as he sadistically crushed my tender testicles against my muscular butt, trying to stuff them into my ass. Despite the
anguish, for some reason, my cock was twitching with excitement and with a few deft strokes from the Buster, my abused balls emptied another load of cum on the mat.

As I sobbed and moaned in defeat and a mix of pleasure and pain, the Buster took all my masculine pride away by stuffing his boner in my ass. As he fucked me doggy style, I yelped with every thrust as his firm, uninjured balls swung and smacked into my much larger, but swollen and exquisitely tender testicles. The pain of having his smaller but tougher testicles spank my much larger and now squishier and very tender balls was excruciating, yet somehow oddly erotic. Even so, my dick was still as hard as an iron-rod and I could feel another orgasm approaching.

The Buster then pulled his cock out and with a grunt, sprayed his warm semen all over my swinging balls. I felt the warm, sticky globs drip down my dangling ballsac as I felt my own orgasm approaching fast. The Buster must have known I was about to cum as well. As my loins tingled with pleasure and the first spurts of male milk shot out of my cock and little moans of pleasure escaped from my lips, I felt his foot swing and crash into my very swollen, tender, over-sized, traumatized testicles. With a howl of both pleasure and pain, all I can remember is a 300 pound Herculean male crashing to the mat into a pool of his own semen and tears, totally unconscious.

Thursday, December 24, 2009

Not so tough now, eh?

Tattooed, tough bad boy is helpless as a girl knees him in his fat balls.

Tuesday, December 22, 2009


A hunk is strung up and gets his big juicy testicles slapped around. Hawt!

Sunday, December 20, 2009

A Crushing Kick Ends the Fight

A kickboxer goes down fast after getting his big boy balls smashed by a kick.

Friday, December 18, 2009

Knee Crushes Balls

The same jock in the earlier picture hesitates in a fight and has his big balls smashed by a knee. Love his reaction to the pain.

Spread 'em, then bust 'em

A jock has his legs spread nice and wide before his dangling nut meat take a brutal blow.

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Yet another Crotch Bomb

A spectator gets hauled into the ring where three wrestlers gang up on him to crack his tender nuts, leaving him in a world of agony.

Monday, December 14, 2009

Self-Defense Knee Bust

Blocking a direct punch from your attacker, swing your knee between his legs and smash his dangling balls as hard as you can.

Friday, December 11, 2009

Hard Nut Punch

Guy gets a rude awakening after getting punched in his meatballs while asleep. Awesome reaction.

Thursday, December 10, 2009

Bull Busted

I strode to the ring, the bright lights blinding me slightly to the audience but their adoration was clearly manifest in their cheers. I was the reigning champ. I was their idol. I was a demi-god! I took my time to parade around the ring, stroking my big, tanned, bulging oiled muscles.

I knew I was no mere mortal man. I was The Bull. 26 years old, handsome and standing at 6'6" and made of 260 pounds of beef, I was an awesome male specimen. I had a huge package to boot too. I was proud of my heavy, fat, low-hanging bull balls. The size of large eggs hanging in an 8 inch long smooth sac, I loved the way they bounced against my massive thighs as I walked. My uncut cock was a thick 6 inches, flaccid. I proudly displayed my ample genitals by wearing a skimpy white loin cloth every time I fought. I knew the base of my balls and the tip of my cock was visible under the tiny cloth. I knew my muscular bubble butt was obscenely obvious in that loin cloth. I wanted to flaunt my goods. I wanted to drive the crowd wild with lust and envy.

This was the Underground Wrestling Championship. Not that pussy, fake WWE stuff you see. This was real. Real men fighting and beating the crap out of each other. The audience was exclusively male. I made a name for myself as the biggest, baddest and youngest wrestler to be crowned champion. The rules were brutally simple: no ref, no holds barred, first to submit or pass out loses and the winner gets to humiliate the loser in the ring. That was the part I lived for. Being able to humiliate another male fighter, to break his masculinity in the ring, that turned me on like some crazy aphrodisiac. I'd make them suck my massive cock as I jacked them off. Then when my bad boy reached its full 10 inches, I'd plunge it in their ass and fuck them there in the ring, my dangling balls spanking them with every thrust, hearing their screams of pain. Then I'd pull out and shoot my male milk all over their faces making them lick my cock after that.

Tonight, I was facing some unknown called The Buster. Stupid name, I thought. I stared arrogantly at him as he stepped in the ring. He was about 35 years old and a third of my size at a pathetic 5'6" and about 160lbs. Covered in tattoos and wearing black trunks, he looked like a mean street fighter but I've beaten and fucked many guys who were much bigger than he was. I'd have a really easy fight tonight.

"Hey, pencil dick, why don't you make things easy for yourself and just let me fuck you right now?" I yelled across the ring, the audience cheering in response.

"I could say the same to you, big boy. Why not just save yourself the beating you're gonna get and let ME fuck YOU instead?" he mouthed back.

"Fuck you, asshole! I'm gonna crush you like a bug!" I hollered as the bell rang indicating the start of the fight.

We circled each other for a while before I lunged at him. Slamming my huge fist into his abdomen, the Buster was flung against the ropes. As he bounced back, I followed up with a vicious kick to his chest. He dropped to the mat like a ton of bricks, holding himself. I then picked him up and slammed him into the turn-stiles. Without allowing him time to recover, I then threw my entire weight against him, my muscular shoulder crushing small frame. Obviously in pain, he dropped to the mat again. I paraded around the ring, relishing the cheers of my adoring audience. I turned and saw the Buster slowly rising to his feet. He rushed at me and threw a few punches at my muscled midsection and jaw. I shook them off easily, smiled at him before roaring and picking him up and body-slamming him like a rag doll into the mat.

He groaned in pain as he hit the mat. I paused whip the audience up again. Then I picked him up and body-slammed him yet again. He just lay there on his back, groaning but not moving. I knew this was going to end soon. My dick began to stir in anticipation and was soon fully erect. It pushed aside the skimpy loin cloth and my big bull balls flopped out proudly. I stood over the Buster, proudly displaying my hard-on and big balls, threw a double biceps pose as the cheers grew more frantic. I just stood there, enjoying my moment, as I noticed the Buster stir slightly and kick upwards.

It happened too fast. Before I realized what was happening, his boot slammed into my meaty danglers with a horrible thud. I felt my own testicles flatten between his boot and my pubic area and then the pain and nausea hit me in the gut like a sledgehammer. My smile became a silent scream of agony as my knees buckled and my hands reached between my massive legs, clutching my blazing balls.

I stood there, bent double, hands nursing my hurting testes, making keening noises and the Buster scrambled to his feet and the audience fell into a dead silence. He smiled at me, then taunted, " Awwwww, did I hurt your big boy balls?"

I pushed the pain to the back of my mind, and roared as I lumbered at him, swinging my huge fists at him. I was hell-bent on revenge. The Buster coolly avoided every punch. I began to tire, my face burning red as I kept up my attack. As my attack slowed, the Buster jumped on me. Wrapping his feet around my waist, he then rained down punches on my head and face. I backed off but he was relentless. I somehow managed to knock him off but I had been temporarily blinded by his swift attack. Disoriented and dazed, I stood there like a sitting duck and the Buster walked up to me, grabbed my huge arms, and using them as a lever, swung his bony knee into my very vulnerable testicles. Three loud, sickening thuds of bone slamming into soft testicular flesh and nerves later, the most awful pain I knew exploded from my large plums. My eyes tearing up, my jaw hanging open and making animal noises, my knees were buckled, my body bent over and my hands desperately clutching my tenderized meatballs. The big bull balls I was so proud of and that gave me my nickname were now a source of terrible agony.

I resisted the desire to collapse to the ground. Instead of finishing me off, the Buster just stood in the corner of the ring, admiring his handiwork. He seemed to enjoy the sight of a much larger man hurting from his attack. The audience was still absolutely silent, stunned by the sudden turn of events. A few minutes of gut-wrenching anguish later, I managed to weakly straighten up to keep fighting. My pint-sized opponent didn't seem at all intimidated although I towered over him. I sensed a distraction, and quickly wrapped my arm around his head. He was mine now! I had him in a firm headlock. No one has ever escaped from my headlocks.

"I've got you, fucker. You better submit before I crush your brains out," I threatened as I applied more pressure, drawing painful groans from the Buster.

"Fuck you, you big stupid oaf!" he retorted as he swung his fist into my bobbing balls. I could feel his fist power up from between my butt cheeks then thighs right into their meaty, sensitive targets. The first punch was devastating, my pendulous plums absorbed the full force of the strike and swung forwards and then smacked into the front of my thigh before bouncing back only to meet another sickening strike of the Buster's knuckles. Pain and anguish erupted from my traumatized gonads. I stupidly continued to try to keep him in the headlock as he pounded my now swelling testicles.

About 5 nauseating punches later, I released him, too enveloped in my painful universe. This time I dropped to my knees, hands clutching my large, red, injured balls. I knelt there, ass in the air, sobbing into the mat. The Buster wasn't in fighting condition either. My headlock had left him in considerable pain but it nothing compared to the anguish exploding from my aching balls. I wanted to just curl up and cry in a corner. I didnt want to fight anymore.

My testicles were now red and had swollen to the size of tennis balls. It hurt even as they flopped about when I moved. I wanted to escape. I started crawling towards the ropes. As I reached the ropes and was pulling myself up, I felt a hand plunge down between my large butt cheeks. I froze in horror.

"Oh fuck, please no... please... FUCKING FUCK... ARGH!!!! FUCKING FUCKING FUCK!!!" I howled pathetically as the Buster yanked my traumatized manhood backwards between my butt cheeks and twisted viciously. He grabbed my ballsac at the top and trapped my large, swollen plums at the bottom of the sac and stretched my ballsac to breaking point. I screamed like a little boy as I felt my ballcords pulled to the limit and my balls being crushed at the bottom of their very pendulous scrotum. My tormenter kept tugging as I stupidly held on the ropes, as if I could free myself from his death grip. I sobbed like a kid as he began raining down slaps with his other hand. My muscular body spasmed uncontrollably as the Buster spanked my trapped, red, tenderized danglers.

"Let go off the ropes, unless you want me to rip your balls off," the Buster warned me as he tugged savagely at my manhood. Sobbing pathetically, I obeyed. The Buster then dragged me around the ring by the balls. I was horrified but in too much pain to resist. I stumbled backwards as the Buster hauled me around like an animal on display.

"I've got the Bull by his big bull balls!" the Buster announced proudly. The audience went crazy. How could they? Wasn't I supposed to be their champ?

He dragged me out of the rings by my balls. While trying to exit through the ropes while being dragged by the balls, I almost fell. I yowled as I felt him pull viciously at my testicles as if they were some kind of leash. I couldn't believe it. I was being paraded around the hall by the balls! I was always proud of my ample manhood but I never expected to be humiliated by them. I stumbled clumsily around, trying to keep pace with the Buster, being bent double, hands clawing at my pubic area and legs slammed shut together with my balls being yanked. I was a crying, sobbing and whimpering mess as the Buster cruelly tried to give me a wedgie with my own ballsac. He flossed my ass with my pendulous scrotum as the audience cheered him on. Some guys were even taking the chance to grab at my trapped testicles. It was awful. Slaps, punches, squeezes, pinches and even head butts tortured my aching, burning balls.

After an eternity of pain I was dragged back to the ring by my balls again. He released me and I dropped to the mat like a brick. I curled up, delirious with pain, whimpering, sobbing and pleading not to be hurt anymore. "Do you submit?" he asked. I muttered incoherently.

He took it that I wasn't submitting. He then ripped off my loin cloth both the front and back pieces and I was left with just a piece of string around my waist. He then grabbed my hair, dragged me to the corner and using my laces, tied my hands to the ropes. I knelt there, very vulnerable but in too much pain to comprehend what he was doing. Then he used my loin cloth and tied a tight ball-ring with one and a cock-ring with the other. I groaned in pain as I felt my balls congest with blood and cum. He then reached between my legs and wrapped his fingers around my left nut. My big balls were now swollen much larger and it was impossible to grab both. He crushed my poor left nut and I cried out in agony, tears streaming down my face. The Buster asked me to submit and this time I screamed my submission.

I thought my torture was over but I was so wrong. I forgot about the humiliation part. The Buster reached behind my balls and began caressing. I soon forgot my pain and moaned in pleasure as my cock began to respond. Soon, it was fully erect and the cock ring kept it that way. My balls ached for release. The Buster had other plans. He pulled his trunks down and pulled out his own leaking boner. It was pretty average but he grabbed my hair and shoved it into my mouth, roughly face-fucking me as I gagged. In a few minutes, he was about to cum and I tried to pull away. The Buster just placed the toe of his boot on my balls which were so low hanging that they were resting on the mat, like a pair of ripe fruit.

As he applied pressure, I sobbed and obediently sucked his salty dick. He was soon moaning in pleasure as he came in my mouth. Pulling out, he squirted his manjuice on my face. I hung my head in humiliation and defeat, my hard cock still thrusting outwards obscenely.

The Buster then grabbed my cock and began pumping it. With every stroke my dangling balls would flop up and down, smacking against the hard ground. Somehow, that produced an incredible mix of pain and pleasure and in a few seconds, I was moaning in ecstasy as I blew my big load all over the mat.

"Fuck. I didnt know anyone could have so much cum!" the Buster remarked as he kept stroking my still-erect member. I groaned in protest at his ministrations but incredibly, I was soon squirting semen like some fucking water pistol. I was exhausted by now, but the Buster kept milking me. I was delirious with pain, pleasure and exhaustion by now. I don't know how many times I came. I was milked
dry. My loins tingled with orgasmic pleasure, my balls were aching and my engorged cock horribly uncomfortable. I whimpered pitifully as I dry came. I had left quite a big puddle of my jizz on the mat.

Buster then untied my hands but before I could do anything, he viciously swung his foot into the V of my legs. His foot crashed into my super-sensitive and swollen plums and I screamed once before passing out, collapsing into my own semen.

I can't remember what happened after that...

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Knee in the Nads

A big guy gets floored by his smaller-sized opponent. One crushing knee to his bulging balls has him down on the ground, writhing in agony.

Monday, December 7, 2009

Sweet Kick

One quick kick to the nuts ends the fight.

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Crushing Squeeze

A jock goes down in anguish after his big balls are crushed by his opponent's vise-like grip.

Sunday, November 29, 2009

Devastating Nut Kick

A tough, macho fighter gets his dangling balls smashed by a savage kick and goes down fast, hugging himself, sobbing and clutching his broken, busted nuts. He never recovers in time to continue his fight.

Thursday, November 26, 2009

Balls Crushed

Just as he thought he had pinned his opponent down, the hunky blue wrestler gets a painfully rude shock as his dangling balls are grabbed and squeezed, breaking every ounce of fight left in him.

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Ballbusting Headbutt

A wrestler's bulging balls are smashed by his opponent's ferocious headbutt, making him scream pitifully and curl up in utter anguish.

Hurts so fucking bad...

A jock in abject agony, clutching his injured testicles as the pain from his balls hits him square in his gut.

Sunday, November 22, 2009

Crushing Defeat

"Ohhhh, fuckkkk... my fucking balls... you broke my fucking balls....."

Nuts Crunched

A jock writhes in agony, nursing his injured gonads after his opponent spread his legs and punched his dangling balls.

Thursday, November 19, 2009

Kick His Balls In

A wrestler gets strung up, his legs wide open, then gets his vulnerable dangling balls kicked in.

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Spread His Legs and Crush His Manhood

The cocky young wrestler who was kneed in the balls earlier, has his aching testicles further busted as he is trapped and spread on the ropes.

Saturday, November 14, 2009

Wrestler's Balls Crushed

A big wrestler helplessly screaming and struggling in agony as his opponent grabs his big balls and squeezes and crushes them like dough.

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Broken Confidence and Broken Balls

A cocky, young jock comes into the ring smiling and confident. Moments later, a hard knee crushes his bouncing balls and he drops to the ground, clutching his aching testicles, sobbing like a little boy.

Sunday, November 8, 2009

Young Male Wrestler's Balls Destroyed

A young wrestler suffers his worst nightmare. He is trapped against the turnstiles, has a table slammed into his bulging balls, and then his opponent continue pummeling his aching balls by hitting the table with chairs. I wonder if his abused balls were left intact after that match.

Saturday, November 7, 2009

Oh, fuck... my balls...

A cocky young jock gets taken down a few notches when he gets floored after his juicy meatballs get busted.

Smashing His Balls

After his boy balls get bashed, a young wrestler slowly and painfully drops to the ground, nursing his battered gonads.

Thursday, November 5, 2009

Handsome Hunk in Pain

A handsome jock is trapped and can only scream pitifully as his exposed big balls get crushed by his opponent's hard knuckles.

Monday, November 2, 2009

Snap Kick to the Nuts

Just as he was about to beat his opponent, a wrestler gets his balls smashed by a snap kick, sending him to the ground like a ton of bricks.

Friday, October 30, 2009

Down goes the hunk

A big wrestler goes down fast after his smaller opponent knees him in his dangling balls.

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Dropped by a Knee

A hunky male wrestler drops to his knees in agony after a hard knee smashes his tender big meatballs.

Sunday, October 25, 2009

The pain, oh, the pain...

Fighter goes down clutching his balls after getting kicked in his groin, with an awesome reaction to the agony.

Same fighter, another kick to his already tenderized balls, goes down for a much longer time, in obvious pain. You can even see his abdomen contracting as waves of sickening pain hit him in the gut

Friday, October 23, 2009

Big Balls Crushed

A defeated hunk screaming in horror as his victorious and sadistic opponent decides to stomp on his big, squishy nut meat, bringing the poor hunk a world of pain

Balls hurt so fucking bad...

"Oh, my balls... oh my fucking balls... I think my balls are broken... fuckkkk"

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Foot Crushes Nuts

Two wrestlers take turns gas-pedalling each other's nutsacs

Monday, October 19, 2009

Biceps Busts Balls

WHAM! One blow to his dangling testicles and the wrestler drops on his ass, crying.

A hard squeeze...

One hard squeeze of his tender boy balls and the jock is rolling around in agony, howling like a little kid.

Thursday, October 15, 2009


A wrestler is lifted into the air and then lands, balls first, on his opponent's knee... ouch.

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Cum Squeezed out of His Balls

"Oh fuck, please... stop... don't hurt my balls... oh fuck... I'M COMING... OH FUCK..." cried the hunk pathetically as his female tormentor squeezed and yanked at his big boy balls.

Monday, October 12, 2009

Nut Punch

A big macho wrestler drops to his knees after a punch to his squishy balls.

Saturday, October 10, 2009

Squeezing His Balls till He Cums...

The hairy big muscular bear looked lustfully at the young punk as he took off his clothes. The punk started kissing the bear's hairy nipples and soon he was in heaven, sporting a throbbing hard-on and moaning as the punk licked and toyed with his sensitive nipples.

The punk then wraps his fingers around the big hunk's dangling balls and starts squeezing them, making the hunk grimace in discomfort. "Bust my balls and make me cum, boy," the hunk begged as he sat on the couch, spreading his massive legs invitingly.

His cock hard as a rock, the bear's hairy balls hung invitingly between his legs. The punk first slapped those big bobbing balls around a bit, making the big guy yelp in pain but making his cock even harder. He then grabbed the beefcake's cum-laden testicles and began rolling them around his palm, squishing them in the process, making the big beefy stud groan in both pain and pleasure. As the punk continued to crush the stud's testicles, he placed his mouth near his swollen cock-head and licked hungrily at it.

The big beefy dude was soon grabbing his cock, stroking it furiously as he groaned lustfully. The pain emanating from his aching balls mixed with the pleasure from his hard cock drove him wild and in a few moments, he was grunting loudly in pleasure as his loins erupted in an orgasm. His climax exploded from his dangling swollen balls as he shot his warm cum all over the horny young punk's face.

Friday, October 9, 2009

Snap Kick to His Balls

A young male wrestler is stunned by a knee to his meatballs which is soon followed by the loud smack of a foot crashing into and smashing his tenderized testicles.

Thursday, October 8, 2009

Ballbusted on a Ball

Making her boy toy lie naked on an exercise ball, the sadistic dominatrix orders him, "Spread your legs, boy!" He complies, trembling with fear and excitement in anticipation of the pain or pleasure that is to come. His world shatters and he screams pathetically as she grabs his large, cum-laden balls and starts tormenting them. As she squeezes each meaty testicle, he squirms and whimpers pitifully.

"If you fall off the ball, I'll make sure I pop both your weak balls," warns his tormentor. He valiantly tries to stabilize his trembling body as she now ties a string around the base of his dangling balls, trapping those big squishy organs at the base of his loose sac. She then yanks at his vulnerable nuts, hauling them up between his bubble butt cheeks as her slave can only howl in anguish.

The poor male kicks about helplessly as his manhood is crushed, twisted and tugged at. He yelps and whines in pain as his aching balls continue to be abused by his sexy but very cruel partner.

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Mule Kick to the Testicles

Another husky Japanese wrestler gets kicked in the balls and drops to his knees in agony, effectively ending the match.

Monday, October 5, 2009

Squeezing his Big Boy Balls

A beefy stud grimaces in anguish as his trapped opponent turns the tables on him by grabbing his dangling balls and crushes them cruelly.

Sunday, October 4, 2009

Another Crotch Bomb

Another wrestler has his gonads mashed and crushed...

Friday, October 2, 2009

The Nut Crusher

A stocky Asian wrestler is totally helpless and can only hop about in agony as his opponent grabs his balls and crushes them and pulls him around the ring by his testicles. After dropping to the ground, the poor dude can be seen spasming from the pain emanating from his aching balls.

Thursday, October 1, 2009

Punk Tortures Big Guy's Balls

A punk holds a muscular jock face-down as he crushes and squeezes the juice out of his aching balls.

The Groin Drop-Kick

A young Asian wrestler is held upside down with his legs spread wide open and then has his boy balls smashed by a dropkick.

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Crush His Bollocks and Make Him Submit

A handsome male wrestler lies on the ground, groaning and whimpering helplessly as a punk forces his submission out of him by squeezing and tugging sadistically at the vulnerable hunk's ample testicles.

Monday, September 28, 2009

The Crotch Bomb

A husky Japanese wrestler has his legs forced open and his balls on display before his opponent dives in and slams his elbow into his vulnerable testicles with explosive force. The poor dude, then writhes and grimaces in poor agony, clutching his busted balls.

Sunday, September 27, 2009

Restrained and Ballbusted

A restrained jock screaming and thrashing around in anguish as his big testicles are crushed and twisted by his sadistic tormentor.

Thursday, September 24, 2009

Poor Adrian...

Poor, or should I say lucky, Adrian, gets his testicles abused... hot!!

Total Domination

A handsome hunk in his jocks can only scream helplessly as a vixen has him by his big dangling balls and squeezes the sperm out of them.

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

The bigger they are, the juicier their balls are to squeeze

Big dude messes with Charles Bronson's girl and gets his balls crushed into pulp. A little violent but in my opinion, one of the best ballbusting movie scenes ever.

Smashing the Hunk's Balls

A savage female smashes her hand into a huge beefy hunk's vulnerable dangling balls, making him scream and double over in pure agony.

Thursday, September 17, 2009

Spanking his spuds

An Asian wrestler is pinned down and gets his tightly-packed testicles spanked and slapped.

Saturday, September 12, 2009

Sneak Kick to his Nut Sac

A defeated wrestler, crawling away in defeat, receives a painful parting kick between his buttcheeks into his bobbing balls, to further humiliate him.

Friday, September 11, 2009

Crushing His Testicles

A defeated wrestler is pinned down by his naked opponent and is tormented by having his juicy nuts squashed, yanked and twisted.

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Abusing his naked boy balls

A naked guy has his big nuts squeezed, kicked and abused by his sadistic girlfriend.

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Trapped, Jacked & Busted

A jock is trapped in a hold, stripped screams in both pain and pleasure as he gets his dick stroked and his testicles squeezed.

Monday, September 7, 2009

Ballbusting Threesome

Two girls restrain and torment their male victim, who seems to be enjoying his predicament, by kicking and squeezing his testicles.

Friday, September 4, 2009

Trapped & Busted

A muscular wrestler is trapped under the ropes by a punk and has his big balls crushed and squeezed as he screams in pure agony.

Thursday, September 3, 2009

After the busting his balls...

... he gets some pleasure. A punk dominating his defeated opponent by stroking his boner. Not exactly ballbusting... but still... very hot.

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Two on One

A muscular wrestler is punished by two punks. One has him by the arms, rendering him totally helpless while the other has him by the balls - and dishes out some serious testicular pain.

Sunday, August 30, 2009

Busted Jock Busts a Nut

After pinning the struggling wrestler facedown, the Crusher twists both his arms behind him, effectively ending any more resistance. He then reaches into the defeated hunk's trunks from behind. As his hand slides between the hunk's sweaty bubble butt cheeks, the trapped jock screams and struggles but his resistance is futile. Nothing can prevent the pain that is coming.

As the Crusher's hand makes it way deeper into the defeated jock's trunks, he tickles the jock's asshole, and the jock yelps and curses in response. Grinning sadistically, the Crusher plunges his hand further and finally, he reaches his target: the jock's ample, meaty balls. "Oh, look here, I've found a couple of jewels," the Crusher teases as his victim begs for mercy. The Crusher laughs as his fingers wrap around their soft, squishy, hairy targets. The pain is about to begin.

The fallen hunk screams in agony as his nads are crushed in his tormentor's vise-like grip. The Crusher rolls his balls about in his grip as he alternately mashes and releases his victim's aching balls causing waves of nausea and anguish to pulsate from the hunk's groin deep into his belly. The helpless jock can only groan pitifully and whimper as his breathing becomes more shallow and rapid with the growing pain in his balls and gut. Despite the pain, something strange happens - the jock's cock grows into a throbbing boner. The harder the Crusher squeezed his manhood, the harder the jock's boner became, or so it seemed.

"Hmmm, I think someone seems to be enjoying this," the Crusher teased as he twisted and yanked on the hunk's trapped testicles. As he gave them an extra hard squeeze, the hunk gasped and his body spasmed as his cock shot out a load of male milk causing a wet patch on the front of his trunks. The Crusher continued mashing the stud's bollocks just to make sure his opponent had emptied his abused balls of all their contents as his humiliated and defeated oppponent whined and sobbed pathetically.

Saturday, August 29, 2009

Classic Bust: Double Ball Squeeze

Two beautiful guys wrestling and going for each other's balls. I think it's obvious who's testicles are hurting the most.