Since his encounter with Mr. G, Zach dropped by many times to see his best friend Cal and of course, his stepdad. Zach pretended as if nothing happened and found it amusing and even arousing how the older, bigger man always seemed nervous and flustered around him. To tease Cal's stepfather, Zach would shoot him a longing gaze or a smile that would make the older man blush and involuntarily cover his crotch, both to hide his erection and to subconsciously protect his oversized but fragile testicles. Zach would sometimes let his hand "accidentally" brush against Mr. G's bulging genitals or ample ass when he walked by him, which always made the hulking male tremble with a heady mix of fear and lust and made his cock swell. The tables were turned. As a teen, Zach was always uncontrollably aroused by the confident older male but now it seemed that Zach was the one in control and Mr. G was utterly helpless and vulnerable.
One day, Cal had to leave to pick up his relatives from the airport, leaving Zach alone in his home. Zach heard Mr. G showering and his cock stirred as he fantasized about the big, burly bodybuilder. He crept towards the bathroom. Cal's stepdad was toweling his broad back as he stood there buck naked facing the wall. As he dried his hair with his towel over his head, Zach crept up behind him and gently began stroking the back of his pendulous scrotum.
"Oh, hey babe. You surprised me. Damn... you horny already?" Mr. G said, thinking that it was his wife.
He tried to remove the towel from his head but Zach pushed it back over his head as he began gently caressing the hulking male's fat, dangling testicles.
"A blindfold? Someone's a bit kinky today!" Mr. G chuckled as his cock grew harder.
Zach smiled as he remained silent and slowly guided the older male forwards until he was right against the bathroom wall with his legs spread and ass sticking out. One hand locked around the base of Mr. G's long, sagging ballsac trapping the large, cum-laden testicles in place. His other hand reached around and began slowly stroking Mr. G's hard dick.
"That feels so good, babe. I'm gonna fuck you hard and empty these big old balls inside you," he cooed in response to Zach's ministrations.
Zach slowly began pulling harder on his pendulous scrotum until it was stretched taut and his plump, meaty testicles were completely trapped at the bottom of his sac.
"Uhhhh, babe... that's a little too rough... my boys are really sensitive, you know," Mr. G protested as his manhood began throbbing with pain.
Zach ignored his whining. Mr. G was four times bigger than he was but he had the older, larger male completely at his mercy. He had no escape. Zach literally had him by his big balls.
"Stop! Stop!" Mr. G cried out as his pain levels rose exponentially and his cock began to soften.
Zach had stretched the hulking male's fuzzy ballsac to its breaking point. It looked like a thin long rope with two overgrown, orange-sized testicles bulging obscenely at the end, wrapped in a translucent, shiny layer of skin. Mr. G's chest and face was forced against the wall in the small bathroom. The enormous bodybuilder was trapped, unable to bend over to relieve the blazing pain exploding from his manhood.
If he thought that his torment could not get any worse, he was wrong. Zach tugged his bloated, aching balls upwards between his fat ass-cheeks, literally giving the whimpering man a wedgie with his own scrotum. The cruel college freshman was bent on stretching the bodybuilder's ballsac to its very limits, trying to see how far up his lower back he could yank it. Mr. G was hysterically blubbering in anguish by now from the insane pain throbbing in his abused gonads and the fear that his manhood would be ripped off.
After about ten minutes of inflicting hellish torture on his fat, fragile testicles, Zach finally let go. Mr. G's big, muscular body began to sink to the ground, quivering with pain.
"Turn around," Zach commanded as he pulled the towel off his head and forced him to stand up straight. Mr. G was shocked and terrified when he heard Zach's voice and turned to face his teenage tormentor.
"Why Zach? Why?" he whined, his eyes wide with terror.
"Because I love playing with your big beautiful balls, Mr. G," Zach replied with a smile as he began gently caressing the sensitive underside of the man's ample gonads.
"Stop. Please. Don't hurt me, please," Mr. G begged. It was quite a ridiculous sight. A 6'8", 400 lb bodybuilder was utterly terrified of an 18 year old a quarter of his size, and begging for mercy.
"Your lips are telling me to stop but your dick is telling me to go on," Zach giggled as Mr. G's cock sprang to full mast.
"My balls can't take anymore. Please..." Mr. G begged, confused by the mix of fear and lust roiling his brain.
"Do you like me, Mr. G?" Zach asked, with a hand grabbing hold of each testicle.
"I... I do," he answered.
"I like you too, Mr. G. Do you like me playing with your big balls?" Zach went on, gently massaging each fleshy orb.
"Yes..." Mr. G nodded. A thin line of precum dripped from his excited dick.
"Have you fantasized about me, Mr. G?" Zach inquired.
"Uh no," he answered, looking away in shame. Zach began crushing the older man's bloated balls.
"I'll break your balls if you lie to me," he threatened, digging his fingers into the delicate, meaty orbs as Mr. G began groaning in agony.
"I have! I've fantasized about you! I'm sorry!" he confessed and hung his head in shame, desperate to stop Zach from crushing his gonads.
"For how long now?" Zach inquired.
"A few years..." Mr. G whispered, humiliated and broken.
"You're a dirty man, aren't you? How can you fantasize about your son's best fried?" Zach scolded and began squeezing Mr. G's traumatized testicles harder.
"Ughhh.... I'm sorry.... I'm sorry!" he sobbed as Zach continued to dig his fingers into the deformed orbs of nerve-filled testicular flesh.
"Tell me what you've fantasized about me," Zach ordered as he eased his death grip on the older male's swollen testicles.
"I... uh..." Mr. G stammered. Zach gave him an icy stare and a quick tug on his weak, defenseless genitals as a warning.
"I think about you sucking on my dick and balls. I think about fucking your perfect bubble ass. I think about grabbing you around the waist and pounding your beautiful ass," Mr. G confessed, sobbing in shame.
"Have you thought about fucking me when you fucked your wife?" Zach went on, pressing his face close to Mr. G's handsome, tear-stained face. He nodded miserably but began kissing Zach passionately.
"You are so disgusting!" Zach scolded but began kissing the older man as he squashed the bodybuilder's bloated, distended balls so hard that bubbles of shiny testicular meat extruded between his fingers. Mr. G's face was contorted with agony and he emitted muffled, animal noises as Zach mashed and squeezed the bruised, swollen orbs that was his once-proud balls for what seemed an eternity.
"But I like you, Mr. G. And I find these big balls and your fat ass really sexy. I won't tell anyone about what you've said and what we do as long as you promise me something..." Zach smiled, as he finally released the bodybuilder's aching, swollen, dangling balls.
Mr. G doubled over in agony, clutching his battered, bloated balls. Zach coolly forced him to stand up straight and suppress the crippling pain erupting from his abused testicles and twisting his insides.
"Promise me that I can play with your huge balls and thick ass any time I want to," Zach said as he kissed Mr. G.
The older man hesitated, unsure of what to do. To help him decide, Zach pulled his brawny arms away from his stricken genitals and sent a swift kick that smashed right into his afflicted balls. Mr. G gasped as he dropped to his knees. Zach maintained his hold on his arms and swung his foot again between the V formed by his thick thighs. A sickening splat confirmed that his kick hit his intended target.
"I promise! I promise!" Mr. G squealed in anguish as nauseating pain exploded from his unprotected gonads.
"That's good. I really didn't want to pop these big boys, you know. If I did, I wouldn't have anything left to play with," Zach laughed as he gazed into Mr. G's wide, frightened eyes.
"Stand up!" Zach ordered. Mr. G obediently stood up, his massive body dwarfing Zach's petite frame.
Zach leaned in close. He reached for Mr. G's aching balls and the hulking male whimpered in trepidation. Zach tenderly stroked the oversized, low-hanging orbs as he delicately kissed Mr. G's neck, cheek and lips. The horny man's terrified whines soon turned into soft moans as his cock hardened again. Noticing his hard-on, Zach giggled and delivered a punch to his already badly-aching, delicate testicles. The burly bodybuilder groaned deeply as he dropped to his knees again, paralyzed by the awful pain. Zach gazed into his handsome, tear-stained, slack-jawed face, then unzipped his jeans to reveal his own massive erection.
"Look what you did to me, Mr. G!" Zach said as he used his throbbingly hard 11-inch cock to slap the kneeling man's face.
"Don't leave me with blue balls today," he continued, as he pressed the tip of his dick on Mr. G's soft lips.
Without further prompting, Mr. G began sucking dutifully on Zach's cock, gagging as the horny teen tried to shove it as far down his throat as he could.
"That's a good boy," Zach moaned. He noticed Mr. G was busy stroking his own cock as he hungrily slurped on his.
"Uhhh, fuck yeah..." Zach grunted as he came, sending thick, milky, salty goo pumping down Mr. G's throat. He pulled out and wiped the remaining cum on the bodybuilder's face.
"I'm gonna cum too!" Mr. G moaned as he closed his eyes. His large, low-hanging testicles pulled upwards, signalling his impending climax. The sadistic college student immediately drew his foot back and delivered a well-aimed kick to the older man's bloated, bobbing balls just as he was about to ejaculate.
Mr. G let out a pathetic, strangled gasp as a wave of sickening pain blasted from his traumatized testicles and completely ruined his orgasm. His body went limp as he collapsed on the bathroom floor, making little mewling noises as he curled up in the fetal position. His balls were swollen and bright red and a rivulet of jizz dribbled from his now flaccid cock, the remnants of his ruined orgasm.
"Oh, Cal's home! Better clean up, Mr. G!" Zach called out as he quickly exited the bathroom, leaving the bodybuilder to wallow in utter agony.
