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.

Tom’s Ballbusting Adventures – Part 5 (Attempted Redemption)

by Darrel L.

(as promised...)

Luck had turned on Tom, the former bully. He was now the victim of his two younger, smaller brothers’ torment. Chad and Martin had been dominated by their hulking older brother until the eventful day when he tried to bully the new kid in school and was humiliated instead. From that day onwards, every kid, including Chad and Martin realized what a beautifully vulnerable target the oversized teenager’s big sensitive balls were.

Chad and Martin both absolutely the power they wielded over their beefy, bodybuilder brother. In fact, they encouraged him to hit the gym as much as possible, and made him eat humongous amounts of food, all with the aim of making him grow bigger and bigger. It was almost cartoonish how two small boys could dominate such a burly teen. By the time he was 17, Tom had grown to the size of an off-season professional bodybuilder. At 7 feet tall and 380 pounds, he had a 70 inch barrel-like chest, a 50 inch waist, 30 inch biceps, and 40 inch thighs. Because of the amount of food he constantly put away, Tom massively muscular, but appeared a bit soft and flabby. Despite his gigantic proportions, the former bully no longer dared to push anyone around for fear of getting his ample but delicate balls busted.  He still had an explosive temper but tried his best to control it. However, Tom continued to nurse a grudge against his two brothers for tormenting him. Every time he was at the gym, the thought of getting back at them motivated him to workout harder, get bigger, and increase his punching power.

The oversized bodybuilder brooded and plotted his revenge for a long time. He reasoned that since he was so much bigger and more muscular compared to before, and because his punches had become much more powerful, he would be able to defeat his younger brothers, and redeem his pride. He decided that the best time would be when his parents were on vacation for the Labor Day weekend, and left him in charge of the household. While 15 year old Martin was off at soccer practice, 13 year old Chad was home alone with his vengeful older brother. Chad was in the basement practicing some of his gymnastics. He was a petite, slender boy, built perfectly to be a champion gymnast.

As he stretched on the ground, Tom crept towards the door. He planned to grab Chad, slap him around, humiliate him, and then wait for Martin to come home to do the same to him. In his plan, this would return him to his alpha position among the three siblings. Tom lunged forward, and threw his immense frame on the unsuspecting Chad.

“What the fuck!” Chad yelped in shock as Tom landed on top of him. As Tom’s unstoppable momentum propelled him on top of his brother, Chad instinctively tried to curl up into a protective position. At the precise time Chad’s knees were coming up towards his chest, Tom’s fat dangling testicles got in their way.  The ponderous, cum-laden organs were caught between Tom’s mammoth weight and Chad’s hard bony knees. The mass of Tom’s frame, and the acceleration driving him onto Chad’s unforgiving knees translated into a devastatingly sickening force that was absorbed by the sensitive, nerve-filled fleshy orbs. Tom acutely felt the crushing blow to his groin, and for a fleeting moment, his heart sank with the panic of anticipating the pain that was to follow. A second later, his well-founded panic was replaced by a familiar sickening agony erupting from his traumatized testicles.

“Urkkk…” Tom groaned. His abs cramped up and his balls ached horribly as he tried to muster as much strength as he could to hold Chad down.

Chad’s strength and flexibility as a gymnast made him as difficult to control as an eel. Despite being in a superior position, the aching pain blazing in his balls weakened Tom and Chad managed to escape. He danced to a corner of the basement as Tom struggled to his feet, trying to suppress the pain in his groin.

“What gives, big brother? Were you horny for another beating? You just need to ask, you know,” Chad teased, eyeing his husky, clumsy opponent.

“I’m gonna beat your puny ass and then I’m gonna beat Martin’s scrawny ass,” Tom glowered, as he lumbered towards the pint-sized Chad.

The surprise of Tom’s attack had dissipated and now, Chad wanted to teach the big oaf another lesson in humility. He was secretly happy that Martin wasn’t home – he wanted to beat and humiliate the overgrown bully all by himself.

“Tell you what, big brother. I’m gonna set my watch for 10 minutes. I won’t hit you during that time, and if you manage to hit me once, you win and I will do what you say. If you don’t manage to hit me in that time, I will get to hit you ten times. How’s that?” Chad offered.

“Deal!” Tom replied, confident that he would be able to at least land one blow on his pesky little brother, and win an easy victory.

Tom began to dance on his feet with his fists up, imaging himself to be a professional boxer. Chad stood still, amused by the sight of his big soft muscles and belly jiggling around. His sight was attracted immediately to the outline of two low-hanging egg-shaped objects flopping about between Tom’s trunk-like thighs, barely supported by thin cotton fabric shorts.

“Someone’s gonna regret not wearing underwear today,” Chad thought to himself with a cruel smile.

Tom continued to bob and weave around, and finally waddled towards his tiny opponent. He threw punch after punch aimed at Chad’s cherubic face but the gymnast easily avoided every single one. After only three minutes, Tom’s stamina was sapped, and his face was turning red and sweaty with both exertion and frustration.  He paused for a few seconds and then lunged at Chad again, unleashing a barrage of clumsy punches that Chad managed to dodge.

Five minutes into the fight, Tom began to get upset and lose his cool. He grunted loudly as he threw more punches at his little brother, all of them missing him by a mile. Chad smiled as he saw the massive teenager sweating profusely, panting like a dog, and obviously exhausted. Tom became more desperate and began punching and kicking at Chad now. His massively beefy legs were heavy and his kicks were slow and even clumsier than his punches. Chad giggled as he danced out of the range of every attempt Tom made to hit him.

The alarm finally went off. Tom’s heart sank. He failed to land a single blow in a whole 10 minute time span.

“Well, big brother, since you were kind enough not to hit me, I think it’s time for me to hit you. Ten times, correct?” Chad announced in a mockingly sweet tone.

“Let’s fucking get over with it. I want another go. Just give me your ten girly punches, bitch,” Tom seethed.

“Oh, so you want another round?” Chad asked, both surprised and delighted.

“Fuck yeah. I’m gonna smash your face in the next round,” Tom bragged, looking and sounding like an angry bull.

“Sure, big brother. Get ready. I’m gonna start hitting you,” Chad said in a sing-song voice.

Tom stood with his arms on his hips, tensing his muscles, and cocked his chin upwards. The pompous overgrown brute expected Chad to punch him in the face or stomach.

“One!” Chad yelled as he swung his foot between Tom’s enormous thighs. His small foot crashed into Tom’s sperm-filled danglers with a loud thwack and Tom’s jaw fell open in shock.

“Two!” Chad quickly announced as he delivered another savage kick to his big brother’s ample testicles before the jumbo-sized bodybuilder could react.

A strangled sound escaped from Tom’s lips as he automatically doubled over, his knees buckling, and his hands immediately cradling his traumatized testicles. Waves of agony swept from his battered balls into the core of his being. Chad giggled at the sight of his big brother folded up like a pretzel, making weird high-pitched noises.

“I’m not done yet, brother. Let me at least get five shots in and I promise to give you a break,” Chad laughed.

“You said you would punch me. You fucking kicked me in the nards,” Tom wheezed in protest.

“I said I would hit you ten times. You assumed I would punch you,” Chad reminded him.

Thinking he could withstand the pain, and that it would be better to just get over with the ordeal, Tom straightened up gingerly, trying his best to ignore the throbbing pangs of pain from his tender balls.

Chad circled behind his brother’s mammoth figure. Tom was too distracted by his pain to notice what Chad was up to. Without warning, he pulled down Tom’s loose cotton shorts.

“HEY!” Tom objected, and instinctively bent over to pull his shorts back up. This only exposed his large, low-hanging plums to Chad, who immediately shot his right hand between Tom’s fat butt cheeks to grab hold of the pink, pendulous scrotum just above where the large, golf-ball shaped gonads rested.

“What the fuck!” Tom shouted as his brother yanked his bloated balls backwards. His thighs automatically snapped together but it was too late, Chad literally had Tom by his balls.

Chad pulled Tom’s sagging scrotum to its limit, trapping the overgrown jizz-tanks in the bottom of their sac.

“Three!” he yelled out as he slammed his fist into the trapped testicles with a sickening smack. Tom yelped in shock and pain from the blow but Chad maintained his strangle-hold on his floppy scrotum.

“Four! Five!” Chad announced as he unleashed two more savage punches into Tom’s trapped meatballs. With nowhere to swing, the overgrown, delicate, doughy gonads absorbed the full force of Chad’s fist. Tom began to scream in anguish, as his legs weakened from the pain, causing the giant of a teen to sink to the ground.

Chad let go of the squealing bodybuilder, who curled up into a fetal position on the ground with his shorts still wrapped around his ankles, rocking gently back and forth as awful pain wracked his brain and body.

“I’m giving you a five minute break, as promised,” Chad told the whimpering goon.

Chad informed his horrified brother when the 5 minute mark was up. Tom lay on his side, trying to summon enough strength to move. Chad smiled as he observed how Tom’s humongous thighs were clenched together, leaving his bruised and bloated balls bulging out invitingly between two pale beefy ass cheeks.

“Actually, stay right there,” he told the confused teenager. Tom felt thankful, thinking that his brother would let him recover from the pain.

The sadistic boy jumped on Tom’s legs instead, trapping them (and his puffy testicles) securely in place. Before Tom could react, Chad raised his fist like a hammer and slammed it into Tom’s tenderized, and rapidly-swelling gonads.

“Six! Seven! Eight! Nine! Ten!” Chad shouted in glee as he pounded the fat, squishy, jizz-laden orbs. 

Tom’s husky frame jolted involuntarily from each blow, as pain exploded from his abused manhood.

Chad hopped off the miserable bodybuilder’s legs, as Tom sobbed loudly and writhed around in utter anguish, his shattered testicles erupting in unbelievable amounts of pain.

Chad put his foot on Tom’s thick neck as the beefy teen wailed miserably. “I’m gonna sit right there, and wait for round 2,” he told his big brother, who was in too much pain to think straight.

The overgrown teen spent at least 20 minutes on the ground, paralyzed by pain and sobbing softly. 

Once the awful pain was somewhat bearable, Tom slowly crawled up, one hand cradling his bruised and battered balls, which were now as red and as big as apples. Although he managed to stagger to his feet, he remained bent at the waist, one hand on his knee, as he tried to suppress the nauseating pain blazing from his traumatized testicles.

“Ready for round 2, dear brother?” Chad asked as he cheekily pinched his brother’s nose.

Tom’s anger began to burn again. Chad was counting on the big bull’s short temper to lure him into another round of beating.

“Oh, look at you! You’ve got a stiffie!” Chad remarked, pointing at Tom’s very erect cock.

Tom turned even redder with both embarrassment and anger at his erection. In spite of the horrible pain in his gonads, his cock was at full mast, as if saluting the pint-sized fighter who humiliated him.

“You know something, big brother? The beefier you become, the bigger and fatter your ass and balls become, but your cock gets even smaller!” Chad mocked. His taunts were working as planned – making Tom angrier and angrier.

Tom stood up, intent on bashing his little brother up. His 4 inch erection pointed upwards proudly, looking ridiculously small in comparison to Tom’s enormous frame, and his oversized testicles.

“That's something I’ve noticed something about fat guys – they have huge nuts but tiny dicks, just like you, big brother!” Chad continued.

“I’m gonna kill you, you little fuck…” Tom growled as he lumbered towards his brother.

“Round 2! Same rules? 10 minutes for you to hit me? Chad chimed.

“Fuck you!” Tom barked as he began swinging wildly.

The constant ache in Tom’s battered balls slowed him considerably.  His attempts to punch Chad were even more clumsy and awkward than before. Chad danced out of his way, giggling and teasing the furious gorilla who was trying to kill him.

Tom soon turned into that familiar sweaty shade of red as he failed to even get anywhere close to hitting his elusive target. Chad glanced at the clock on the wall and exclaimed loudly, “10 minutes is up, Tommy boy! Now it’s time for me to play with your balls again!”

“FUCK YOU!” Tom spat as he kicked at Chad.

Instead of running away, Chad grabbed Tom’s ankle, and held his huge beefy leg in mid-air as the bodybuilder flailed his arms about wildly to try to keep his balance.

“One!” Chad yelled as his foot sailed upwards and collided with Tom’s unprotected, pendulous testicles.

Tom wailed pitifully as he tried to protect his bruised and battered gonads with his hands.

“Two!” Chad yelled in glee, as he launched another accurate and savage kick that blasted into the screaming hulk’s sperm-filled overgrown gonads. Tom’s hands offered little protection against Chad’s powerful kick.

Tom’s screams became even more high-pitched as he collapsed to the ground in agony. Chad was forced to let the gigantic teen’s leg go, unable to withstand his massive weight.

The husky bully writhed about in pain, sobbing loudly as he cradled his shattered manhood in his hands. Chad stood back, and smiled as he watched his older, oversized brother agonizing at his feet, crying like a little kid.

“Aww, your big boy balls seem to be hurting, brother. Come on, let me play with them a bit more. I need to hit those useless sorry nards 8 more times,” Chad mocked.

Tom wanted to stop his torment, and decided to roll onto his stomach, hoping that his gargantuan frame would be able to protect his abused testicles from his sadistic brother. Chad laughed at his pathetic attempts to protect himself, and grabbed hold of both ankles.

With surprising strength, Chad hoisted both of Tom’s legs up, and locked them by his side. Tom’s swollen, aching testicles dangled vulnerably between the trunk-like appendages, and Tom was totally helpless.

“NO…. NO…. PLEASE!!!” Tom howled in panic, realizing his predicament.

Chad unleashed three kicks into his bodybuilder brother’s ponderous, swinging babymakers. Each kick connected with their sensitive target with loud meaty thwacks, and sent Tom’s burly frame into spasms of pain.

“Ready for five more?” Chad asked the wailing bully.

“NO!!!! PLEASE, I BEG YOU!!!” Tom pleaded.

“Do you want to exchange five more hits for one squeeze, big brother?” Chad inquired. He was hoping his big brother would choose to let him crush his big sorry balls.

“YES! Please… don’t kick my boys anymore… I can’t take any more kicks!” Tom cried.

Chad let go of Tom’s legs suddenly, letting his heavy lower body crash into the cold hard concrete, causing Tom’s ultra-sensitive, traumatized testicles smacked against the ground with a loud plop, causing the distressed teen to yelp in pain.

Tom again curled up in a fetal position, sobbing uncontrollably from the nauseating pain surging from his groin into his whole frame. After an eternity of agony, he managed to crawl onto all fours, one hand rubbing his husky belly, which was cramping up from the sickening ache radiating from his swollen, damaged danglers.

“Your big useless balls ready for a nice squeeze?” Chad smiled, menacingly making crushing motions with his hands.

Tom whimpered in fear, one hand automatically attempting to protect his manhood.

“If you don’t let me squeeze your fat balls once, I’m gonna kick them five times,” Chad threatened.

“Ok, ok… just don’t kick my balls anymore, please… I can’t take anymore,” Tom whined.

“Face down, ass up!” Chad ordered. Tom obediently put his face to the ground, his huge butt pointing upwards, and his oversized, pendulous gonad displayed invitingly between his humongous thighs.

“God, your ass is so fat your last name should be Kardashian!” Chad remarked as he smacked Tom’s ample buttocks repeatedly, making the big ass cheeks jiggle about.

He reached between those thick butt cheeks and ran his fingers over Tom’s bobbing balls, causing the terrified bodybuilder to whimper in fear. Chad continued to gently run his fingers up and down the back of Tom’s dangling scrotum, sending shivers of pleasure into his loin. He then proceeded to gently play with Tom’s big boy balls – the cum-filled organs were so large that each could fit in Chad’s one hand. Tom began to forget the pain in his manhood, and started to make little moans of pleasure as Chad continued to manipulate his gonads.

Chad was enthralled by the control he could exert on the behemoth by using his sensitive orbs. As he noticed a little stream of precum leaking from Tom’s rock-hard erection, Chad decided to destroy Tom’s pleasure. Instead of gently rolling the nerve-filled fleshy orbs around, his fingers tightly wrapped around them, crushing them with vise-like pressure. Tom’s pleasure quickly turned into pain, and his horny moans transformed into loud whimpering. Chad began kneading the fat meatballs like dough, almost mesmerized by movements of squishy bubbles of testicular flesh protruding out between his fingers. As the pressure on his brutalized balls increased, Tom began to squeal in pain and thrash about.

It was all in vain, Chad had a death grip on his delicate testicles and Tom was totally at his mercy. While continuing to crush the bruised, swollen, spunk-filled globes, Chad would yank them backwards without warning, causing Tom’s pain and squeals to shoot up by several octaves. His anguish increased exponentially the longer his traumatized testicles were manhandled by his cruel brother, and his sobs and screams grew more desperate.

“Stop! Please, Chad! Please stop! You’ve ruptured my balls!” Tom screamed.

“Shut the fuck up! I will decide when to stop squeezing these fat, sorry blobs of meat you call balls. If I want to break these worthless lumps, so what?” Chad barked as his big brother began to cry hysterically.

Finally, Chad was bored and decided to try something different. He pushed Tom’s ample testicles against each other. The big testicles slid and rolled against each other, slipping about the harder Chad pushed them together. Tom’s pain levels went through the roof – the combination of crushing pressure of his balls against each other, and the sudden releases of pressure when his balls would slide over one another caused unimaginable agony. His screams became pathetic hoarse cries of agony. As Chad continued to repeat the maneuver, however, a weird sensation began to mix with the unbelievable pain in his tortured testicles. It quickly built up, and Tom’s hips soon bucked involuntarily as globs of creamy jizz shot out of his throbbing cock.

Chad was taken aback but maintained his grip on Tom’s stricken testicles. As cum spurted from Tom’s cock, Chad dug his fingers as hard as he could into his increasingly-squishy, very swollen balls in an attempt to empty Tom’s sack of their contents.

As the final drops of cum leaked out, Tom’s body spasmed as his eyes rolled back into his head, and his huge figure went limp. The pain was too much for him, and he passed out with his hefty butt still sticking up in the air. Chad finally let go of his brother’s tortured testicles – by now, they were twice as large as they usually were, and a nice shade of purplish red. Chad left the unconscious hunk in the puddle of his own spunk and tears, laughing to himself about how he had defeated and humiliated his big, husky bully of a brother.

Sumo Busting

I am so sorry that it's been so long since my last post. Work has been crazy busy. I've had a curiosity about sumo ballbusting for some time now, and so here's a short busting story.

The sumo wrestling floor was filled with a bunch of 12 year old boys training and dreaming of a future in professional sumo. The sound of loud grunts and fleshy bodies colliding into one another permeated the atmosphere.

At 17, Ryo was considered one of the starts of his wrestling school. He was massive for a Japanese teen - boasting a bulky 6'5", 360 pound frame. This behemoth was known for easily dispatching rivals in his age group - throwing them to the ground outside the ring before they could even mount an offensive against the juggernaut charging at them. Being the best teenage sumo wrestler in town got to his head, and Ryo was basically an arrogant jerk to everyone he met.

That particular day, Ryo was feeling bored and decided to wander into the area where the 12 year old boys were training. Selecting his victim, a boy a quarter of his size, he strolled up behind the unsuspecting boy and bumped him hard with his large belly. Although Ryo barely exerted any strength, the force of his monstrous mass bumping into the boy was enough to send him tumbling across the mat. Everyone except the unfortunate boy laughed loudly and derisively,

Jumping to his feet, the boy angrily faced the overgrown bully and yelled, "What the fuck is your problem?!"

Ryo just smirked and went up to him, and again used his girthy abdomen to knock him down yet again.

"I'm gonna fucking kick your ass!" the boy barked furiously as he got up.

Ryo laughed at the angry boy and told him "I tell you what, kid, I'm gonna stand right on the edge of the ring here. If you can get me out of the ring, I'll let you kick my ass!" He then started to jiggle his ample butt around to mock his victim.

The boy entered the ring, his eyes burning with revenge and determination. He charged at the oversized bull who just smiled and laughed at the boy's vain attempt to muscle him out of the ring. The other boys laughed at the sight of the boy's small frame pushing and shoving against Ryo's bulky mass. He charged again and again but to no avail. He simply was no match for the much bigger and stronger teenager.

Ryo laughed at the boy's red and sweaty face.

"One more time, kiddo. Come on, come at me again. Maybe you'll be lucky the 20th time," Ryo mocked.

A thought flashed through the boy's head as he eyed two large mounds bulging between Ryo's humongous thighs. He could almost make out the outline of Ryo's meaty balls nicely wrapped in the thin fabric of his wrestling loincloth.

He charged at Ryo again, who had his legs spread wide apart for balance. He stopped about 2 feet in front of Ryo. "Chickened out?" Ryo taunted him. 

Quickly, the boy swung his foot between the bully's hefty legs, aiming for the pair of fragile testicles nestled between them. His foot crashed into Ryo's bulging balls with a loud thwack, and Ryo's smirk immediately transformed into an expression of utter disbelief and shock. Without allowing the bull-like teen to react, he delivered another devastating kick to Ryo's aching balls with a meaty, sickening thud.

Ryo squealed like a little girl as the nauseating pain exploded from his traumatized testicles. He doubled over in agony, his hands hugging his lower abdomen. Being an arrogant jackass, he tried his best not to clutch his balls in front of the stunned audience, mistakenly trying to fool them into thinking that he didn't just have his big boy balls kicked. The now-smiling boy got behind the doubled-over, screaming hulk who still stood on the edge of the ring, beside himself in pain, and pulled down his loincloth.

Ryo yelped in stunned shame as his genitals flopped out in full view of the gathered boys. Derisive laughs and jeers rang out as the other boys pointed out his tiny nubbin of a dick which was barely visible in his bush of pubes, and which looked totally ridiculous in comparison to his low-hanging, golfball-sized testicles. Ryo instinctively bent over to try to pull his loincloth up, but his would-be victim seized hold of his dangling balls between his chubby butt cheeks.

Mewling noises emanated from the massive teen's lips as his victim now crushed and kneaded the fleshy orbs in his hands, sending jolts of pain from his manhood into his brain. He continued to crush the squishy organs in his grip, feeling a rush of power from being able to dominate a much bigger, and stronger male by simply squeezing his delicate, overgrown gonads. After he had enough of tormenting Ryo, who was now hysterically sobbing in agony, the boy began tugging on Ryo's badly aching balls backwards, forcing him to stumble backwards and outside the ring.

"You said I got to kick your ass if I managed to get you out of the ring, didn't you, asshole? he asked the sobbing teen who only nodded miserably, pulses of agonizing pain shooting from his bruised and battered balls in the boy's unforgiving grip.

The boy let go of the rapidly swelling testicles, grabbed hold of the doubled-over teen's large butt, and drove his knee up between the ample butt-cheeks. Ryo screamed in utter anguish as his shattered meatballs absorbed the full force of the knee, and immediately collapsed to the ground in a fetal position, hugging himself and crying uncontrollably.

"No more... please... no more," Ryo whined.

"Oops, I missed. I meant to kick your fat ass. How could I have missed such a big target?" the boy mocked as the stunned crowd looked on in both admiration for the boy, and scorn for the humiliated Ryo.

He then stomped on the fallen wrestler's massive buttocks, and raised his hands in victory before exiting the ring.

Bubba joins a Frat

Bubba, the new pledge at the frat, strode confidently into the college frat house. The former high school football player with his 6'8", 260 pound muscular frame expected to be the superstar of the fraternity. He expected that the entire fraternity would be proud to have such a stud like himself as a member. As he entered the door, the entitled, cocky jock dropped his bags near the front door, raised his arms in the air as though he was some rap star.

"Wassup, bros?" he hollered out.

The other frat members raised their eyebrows and smiled as they observed the arrogant, preening idiot strut about, high-fiving everyone in the room. He was soon interrupted by Jesse, who was a senior of the fraternity.

"Who do we have here?" the shirtless Jesse asked.

"Oh, damn, dude! You're fucking skinny!" Bubba stupidly exclaimed.

"Oh, yeah?" Jesse asked, amused by the blustery meathead.

Bubba immediately pulled off his tee, started flexing his brawny biceps and thick pecs, and then proceeded to poke at Jesse's skinny body.

"Fuck, dude! I can count your fucking ribs!" Bubba laughed.

"That skinny little fucker can kick your ass, big boy," chimed another senior frat member with amusement.

"What?! Kick my ass?! Him??" Bubba laughed cockily.

"Quite easily," Jesse smiled.

"Come on, then, kick it! Come kick my ass!" Bubba mocked, as he turned around, bent at the waist and began wiggling his beefy butt from side to side.

Jesse smirked as the big oaf clowned about with his large rump swinging from side to side. His eyes were immediately drawn to the lump between Bubba's muscular legs. Even with jeans on, Jesse could make out two distinct orbs.

"Big boy has a nice big pair of balls! Well, the bigger they are... the more they hurt!" Jesse thought to himself.

"I'm waiting for you to kick my ass, tough guy!" Bubba taunted as he arched his back more, only to make his ample testicles more visible and of course, vulnerable.

Jesse took aim at the distinct bulge formed by the cum-laden, fragile meatballs and launched a snapkick at his bobbing target. His foot sailed forward and crashed into the unprotected lumps with sickening accuracy. All the guys grimaced as a meaty, audible thwack rang out.

Bubba's smile instantly evaporated, his jaw fell open in shock as he felt the impact of the kick connect with his genitals. A split second later, the pain hit him. A sickening wave of pain and nausea erupted from his traumatized testicles, causing the big man to double over and his knees to buckle. The agony was so intense poor Bubba went cross-eyed and could only make high-pitched mewling noises. He tried to remain on his feet but the pain seemed to paralyze every muscle in his body - all the burly man could do was follow his body's reflexive response to the agony exploding from his balls, and sink to the ground.

Bubba was flat on the ground, his face firmly planted against the cold concrete, his hands cradling his shattered manhood, and his ample buttocks poking in the air. He wanted to scream in anguish but could only manage a soft, low-pitched groan.

"Looks like you really kicked his ass, Jess!" a frat brother cheered.

"I want to personally haze my good friend Bubba for the rest of the year, guys! He's mine!" Jesse answered, as he left the Bubba on the ground, his pride and manhood painfully bruised and battered.

College Wrestler's Pain

Brian, the cocky college jock, decided to try out wrestling expecting that he would easily defeat his smaller opponent. Little did he expect that the little guy would not hesitate to fight dirty. During a throw, he made sure to ram his knee into Brian's large, inviting bulge. The cocky jock immediately collapsed in a screaming, miserable heap, clutching at his aching balls.

For more than half an hour, the paralyzing pain exploding from his groin made it impossible for the big meathead to even move.

Brian tried to stand up but the nauseating pain in his big boy balls was too much to bear, and he dropped back to the ground, flat on his ass, writhing in utter agony.

Even after the event was over and almost everyone had gone home, Brian couldn't even get off the ground. All the cocky jock could do was sob and nurse his shattered testicles in humiliation.

Brotherly Love - Part 1

Another ballbusting story from Darrel L.

Josh took perverse pleasure in tormenting his younger stepbrother, Tyler. Josh’s mother had remarried when he was about 15, and Tyler was 7. From the beginning, Josh hated his stepfather, and since he was unable to unleash his pent-up anger against the older man, he directed his malice at Tyler instead.

It didn’t help that Josh and Tyler were polar opposites, either. Josh was husky, brooding, antisocial, dark-haired and not terribly good-looking, while Tyler was a slender, handsome, popular, blond, blue-eyed boy who could easily pass for an Abercrombie model any day. Josh was a 6’7”, 350 pound behemoth whose only passion in life was bodybuilding. Genetically blessed to pile on insane amounts of muscle, he could have easily become a successful bodybuilder but unfortunately, Josh was a slacker. He lacked the discipline to keep a strict diet, and instead, gorged himself with pizza, burgers, sodas, beer, and whatever he pleased. As a result, although his frame was covered with an unbelievable of mass of muscle, a layer of fat obscured this musculature, making him look like a hefty, bloated off-season bodybuilder all the time. He tried competing in several amateur bodybuilding competitions and although impressively massive, his lack of definition caused him to lose out to smaller, but much more shredded, men. His lack of discipline extended to all areas of life. He was 22 but unemployed and still lived in the basement of his mother’s home. He dropped out of college, couldn’t hold down a job for long, and spent his days lifting weights, eating, and playing with his computer and video games. His mother spoiled him, continued to dote on him, and allowed the overgrown man to live in the basement but his stepfather constantly berated him for his laziness.

Tyler on the other hand, was an outgoing, motivated, intelligent boy who excelled at school and at sports, but was his passion was gymnastics. His small, compact frame and natural agility made him a perfect gymnast.  Josh’s hatred of his stepfather, and his resentment and jealousy for Tyler’s abilities drove him to bully the smaller boy. Besides berating him, Josh’s bullying was also often physical. He would often grab Tyler in a headlock and laugh at the petite boy’s attempts to break free. As Josh’s oversized frame grew beefier, he would hoist Tyler on his shoulders, painfully hyperextending his back and use him as a weight to squat.  More recently, the hulking meathead would even use him as a weight for biceps curls. When he was particularly mean, he would hold Tyler in a schoolboy pin, slap him around, and make him sniff his sweaty, smelly crotch, laughing as the boy gagged at the stench of his hefty genitals. Josh would also force Tyler to do all the chores he was supposed to do instead, using his colossal size to intimidate his stepbrother. Tyler never let Josh’s bullying get to him, and maintained his cheerful predisposition, a fact that only irritated the overgrown bully and drove him to torment Tyler even more.

Josh’s mother and stepfather were on vacation for a month, and Josh supposed to take care of his 14 year old stepbrother.  Instead, he decided to make that month a living hell for Tyler. That afternoon, after his usual workout at the gym, Josh came back home clad in a black tank, and a thin pair of white cotton shorts which barely concealed his ponderous package. As he entered the front door, he heard music blaring loudly from upstairs. Dropping his gym bag, he crept upstairs and saw Tyler practicing gymnastic moves in his room.

“Faggot,” Josh smirked as he crept up behind Tyler, who was focused on his routine and did not notice the overgrown man approaching him.

Josh was planning to grab Tyler from behind and hold him in a full nelson. As luck would have it, when Josh was about 3 feet from him, Tyler launched into a forward flip and his heels catapulted off the floor, sailed between Josh’s thick thighs and smashed into the unsuspecting giant’s large, dangling, sperm-laden balls with a loud thwack. Josh yelped loudly as the initial shock wave of kinetic energy from Tyler’s powerful legs hit him in the groin. Tyler was surprised by the sensation of his heels crunching into a pair of squishy meatballs, and the ensuing wail of anguish. He stumbled but quickly recovered. Moments later, a deep nauseating wave of pain exploded from Josh’s traumatized testicles, causing his abdominal muscles to cramp up, and the beefy male doubled over in agony, as his knees buckled. The injured meathead let out a low-pitch groan as he slowly sank to the ground, clutching his aching balls.

Tyler smiled as he watched his tormentor kneeling with his face on the rug and his thick ass in the air, groaning in anguish from the strike to his balls. Up to that day, he didn’t realize how fragile and delicate his overgrown stepbrother’s balls were, and how vulnerable they made the burly bodybuilder. The sweaty, smelly balls he was forced to sniff were his bully’s weak spot, and he intended to fully exploit the bigger man’s vulnerability.  A light went off inside his head, and the sweet blue-eyed teenager smiled sadistically as he went downstairs, leaving the husky bully to wallow in his agony. After about 10 minutes, the pain in his aching balls subsided enough to allow Josh to get up. He hobbled downstairs, his big dangling balls bobbing about, and walked into the kitchen just as Tyler was coming out.

“Get the fuck out of my way, asshole!” Josh growled, refusing to budge and tried to shove Tyler away.

Smiling coolly at the towering bodybuilder standing in front of him, Tyler launched a kick that sailed between Josh’s massive legs and crashed into the bodybuilder’s traumatized testicles. Barely protected by the thin cotton, Josh’s big, bobbing balls bounced upwards as the fragile organs absorbed the brutal force of the kick. The big bull howled in anguish as the second wave of testicular agony exploded from his busted balls into his gut, worse than the first. He doubled over, his face turned crimson, and made keening noises as he grabbed his injured genitals. Tyler laughed as he shoved the injured man backwards. Josh fell on his large ass, and immediately curled up in a fetal position, whimpering in agony.

“Excuse me,” Tyler said cheekily as he walked over the husky man’s pain-wracked body, making sure to stomp on his meaty butt.

Tyler switched on the TV and sat on the couch as he enjoyed the sight of his hefty bully writhing on the floor in anguish. After some time, the beefy bodybuilder managed to stagger to his knees.

“Fucking little fuck…” Josh croaked as he tried to stand straight, the sickening pain in his abdomen still causing his abs to cramp up.

Tyler leapt off the couch in a flash, his gymnastic skills on full display. Before Josh could react, the petite teenager was standing behind him. Tyler drew his slender foot back again, and unleashed another powerful kick that flew between Josh’s large butt cheeks and smashed into the hulking man’s unprotected, dangling testicles with a sickening thud. Josh screamed as his fragile manhood absorbed the full force of Tyler’s cruel kick without his penis to offer any protection, and almost immediately, the bodybuilder crumpled to the ground again, hugging himself and rocking back and forth in abject agony while making high-pitched mewling noises. Tears began to well up in his eyes in response to the horrible pain emanating from his abused balls, but he suppressed the urge to cry.

Tyler resumed watching the TV, acting as if nothing had happened, with Josh’s muscular figure writhing on the ground a few feet away.

“I think I like you better when you’re on the ground crying,” Tyler taunted him. The small teenager exulted in how easily he had turned the tables on his former bully.

“Fuck… you…” Josh wheezed, as he slowly tried to get up, his beefy body wracked with pain. As he got on all fours and tried to stand up by using his arms to push off the ground, the big oaf failed to realize how vulnerable he was.. With incredible agility, Tyler leapt behind the unsuspecting behemoth, balled up his tiny right fist and drove it like a piston between Josh’s beefy butt cheeks. His fist was a third the size of Josh’s overgrown gonads but the bloated, delicate, nerve-filled, meaty orbs hanging helplessly between Josh’s legs were no match for the unforgiving fist. Josh screeched the moment Tyler’s fist buried itself in the fragile fleshy organs. Before Josh could protect himself, Tyler drew his fist back and landed two more punches on the weak, spongy meaty blobs. Josh’s large, beefy frame crumpled from the nauseating pain erupting from his manhood, his face frozen in a mask of agony. His mouth was open but no sound escaped the tormented hunk’s lips. After what seemed like an eternity, Josh finally managed to make some weird, animal sounds, as he once again, assumed the familiar fetal position with one hand cradling his shattered testicles, and another massaging his aching lower abdomen.

“Didn’t I tell you to stay on the ground? Stop interrupting the fucking TV show,” Tyler told the pain-wracked hulk as he sat back down on the couch.

It took almost 15 minutes before the nauseating pain in Josh’s crotch subsided enough to allow him to struggle off the ground. Tyler decided to toy with the big man, and waited as Josh gingerly tried to stand up straight.

“You… are dead,” Josh growled, his voice several notches higher than usual.

Tyler was up in a flash and standing right in front of Josh, his frame dwarfed by the huge bodybuilder.

“And what are you gonna do, big boy?” Tyler asked cheekily as he slapped the bigger man.

Stunned and infuriated, Josh clumsily swung his fists at Tyler. Since he had always been built like rhino, no one ever picked a fight with him. The oversized meathead was clumsy and lacked any coordination whatsoever. His awkward, bumbling punches missed Tyler by a mile. The agile, smaller teenager easily avoided the big oaf’s ham-handed punches. Ducking beneath his brawny arms, Tyler landed another slap on Josh’s pudgy face, briefly stunning the bulky behemoth. Without allowing him to regain his senses, Tyler grabbed Josh’s outstretched, gorilla-like arms, and using them as leverage, drove his knee between the oversized bodybuilder’s thighs. The bony appendage slammed into Josh’s fat, feeble gonads with sickening force, drawing a loud wail from the injured hulk. Before he could protect his battered balls, Tyler jumped back and launched a quick snapkick that flew between the wailing hulk’s legs. Tyler felt his toes smash into the spongy, bulging meatballs with a satisfying smack as Josh screamed in utter agony, and he dropped to the ground yet again, bawling in anguish, and writhing in a futile attempt to suppress the waves of nausea and gut-wrenching pain blasting from his bruised and battered balls.

“It’s freaking hilarious to see you screaming and squirming like that. I should have hit you in your big, useless balls long ago, you overgrown fucktard,” Tyler laughed.

Tyler then grabbed hold of the waistband of Josh’s shorts and yanked upwards , giving the crying bodybuilder a painful wedgie. With amazing strength, Tyler managed to hoist Josh’s heavy lower body in the air with the waistband, and jerked it from side to side. Josh cried out in pain as his bruised and battered balls were crushed between the taut fabric of his shorts and his pelvis. Suddenly, the thin cotton shorts ripped and Josh’s beefy body fell back to the ground. His pendulous, oversized testicles flopped to the ground with a loud plop, drawing another piercing scream from the miserable man. Before the bawling bodybuilder could protect his brutalized manhood, Tyler stepped between the huge man’s hamstrings, lifted his foot and slammed it down on Josh’s rapidly swelling genitals. Josh squealed like an injured pig, and his entire muscled frame spasmed in response to the inhumane agony exploding from his crushed testicles. Tyler moved his foot around in a grinding motion, feeling the large, squishy, swollen orbs flatten between his foot and the unforgiving floor. He looked on in fascination as the fat mushy orbs began to flatten and meaty bubbles of testicular flesh began to protrude between his toes as he continued to mash the big, bruised, bloated organs as though he were trying to kill a bug.

Josh’s arms and legs flailed about desperately, and he squealed until he was hoarse but Tyler continued to crush the big man’s swollen, tender testicles with his foot. Josh began to crying hysterically as the pain tore into his brain. Tyler felt nothing but contempt for the husky bully, who was now crying like a baby and begging Tyler to stop hurting him. He finally let the sobbing giant’s big sorry balls go, and Josh slowly curled up in that all-too-familiar fetal position, his beefy frame wracked by uncontrollable sobs as he gingerly nursed his shattered manhood.

As his stepbrother lay there sobbing in pain, Tyler went upstairs and retrieved a lacey pink crotchless thong from Josh’s mother’s closet. After a full hour, Josh had finally managed to struggle up, and Tyler spotted him slowly crawling across the living room floor.

Josh clutching his big, dangling aching balls.

“Where are you going?” Tyler asked loudly, and Josh froze in terror.

“Put this on!” he ordered, throwing the panties in Josh’s tear-stained face.

Sensing Josh’s hesitation, Tyler grabbed the big man’s hair, yanked it backwards, slapped him, and repeated his command. Confused and afraid, Josh slowly got up and obeyed his younger, smaller stepbrother, relinquishing his masculinity and manhood as he slipped on the pink crotchless thong, which exposed his low-hanging, bloated balls, which had swollen to the size and color of ripe apples.

“Damn. Now I know why you’ve not had a fucking girlfriend! You have a pathetic little prick! No girl would ever want that tiny dick!” Tyler laughed derisively as he flicked Josh’s shriveled, 2 inch penis, which looked absolutely ridiculous in comparison to his overgrown testicles.

Always sensitive about his inadequate penis, Josh erupted in fury, and grabbed Tyler by the neck. His brawny arms could have easily have snapped the petite teenager’s neck. Thinking quickly, Tyler grabbed hold of the giant’s vulnerable, fragile, dangling plums. Locking his fingers around each fat fleshy orb, Tyler crushed them as hard as he could. Josh howled in agony and immediately let Tyler’s neck go as his delicate male nuggets suffered the strength of a gymnast’s grip. The muscles and veins in Tyler’s forearm bulged as he compressed Josh’s large, bloated gonads between his palm and fingers until the usually round organs deformed into mushy elliptical blobs. Josh blabbered, sobbed, and whimpered deliriously from the sickening agony exploding from his abused manhood and searing his brain. Josh’s legs turned to jelly and the hulking bodybuilder sank slowly to the ground with Tyler’s hands wrapped firmly around each of his swollen, increasingly squishy testicles. Tyler finally released his iron grip, his forearms burning from crushing the big oaf’s genitals.

“Please, man…  don’t hurt my boys anymore… please stop…” Josh whined pathetically, kneeling and clutching his bruised, bloated and battered balls as Tyler held him up by his hair.

“I suggest you do exactly what I tell you to do from now on, if you want to keep those two big, sorry, useless lumps dangling between your legs, got it?” Tyler told the terrified bodybuilder, staring coldly into his fear-filled eyes.

Josh nodded miserably, desperate to end his testicular torment.

“Lift your hands above your head,” Tyler ordered.

Josh did as he was commanded. Tyler’s face lit up with a sadistic smile and he sent his foot flying between the V formed by Josh’s humongous thighs. The kick blasted into the giant’s plump, cum-filled, tender testicles with a meaty splat followed by a gut-wrenching scream of abject anguish from the tortured man.

Josh’s face was contorted into an expression of pure agony as he collapsed. He was in so much pain he couldn’t even muster the strength to curl up. His massive frame twitched and spasmed from the sickening pain in his manhood and gut, as the tormented hulk started dry retching.

“If you throw up, I’ll make you eat it back up!” Tyler warned him as he left the bawling bodybuilder to wallow in his tears and misery.

To be continued J