Friday, November 27, 2015

Winning feels so fucking good (Chris meets Brandon and Cal)

Special thanks to our reader Chris for the plot idea! If you (yes, I mean you, the one who loves a nice, hard ballbusting competition!) would like to meet the Ballbusting Boys and see yourself in a story please read this post for more Details.

Warning: Contains graphic homosexuality.

Featured in this story: Brandon and Cal (click for pictures)

When the swim team’s training had ended, most of the team members had left the building. Only three team members were left in the pool, swimming a couple of additional laps.

One by one, they got out of the pool, their athletic bodies dripping with water, their skimpy white speedos clinging to their impressive packages. The water gave the thin white fabric a see-through quality, and their fat dicks and big balls were on full display.

The color of the swimming trunks contrasted nicely with Cal’s ebony skin. Cal’s massive cock was straining the fabric, looking like a lazy snake sleeping next to his almost ridiculously oversized balls. The 22 year old stud was tall and handsome, with the perfect swimmer’s build, just like his buddies Brandon and Chris.

Brandon was 21 years old. He had muscles in all the right places, and his well-filled speedo proved all those nasty rumors about the size of Asian genitalia wrong. In fact, he was very well endowed, and he loved to show off his meaty cock and his hefty pair of low-hangers.

At 25, Chris was the oldest of the bunch.  His brown hair was dripping wet, and he had a bright smile on his handsome face. Like his buddies, he sported a nice package inside his swimming trunks.

“Come on”, Chris said with a grin. “Let’s get changed.”

Cal chuckled. “What’s the hurry? Got any plans for tonight?”

The three guys walked into the locker room. Their team mates had already left.

“Nah”, Chris said, taking off his speedo. “You?”

Cal shook his head. He slipped out of his swimming trunks and opened his mouth to say something.

But before he could, Chris smacked Cal’s dangling goodies with his wet swimming trunk, connecting perfectly with Cal’s fat left nut.

Cal gasped for breath as his left testicle swung to the side, bumping against his right nut and setting in motion what looked like a simplified Newton’s cradle.

Then the pain set in.

Cal let out a guttural groan as he doubled over, grabbing his crotch.

Chris and Brandon burst out laughing.

“Nice one!” Brandon cheered.

 “Yeah, right?” Chris chuckled. “Got lefty dead-on. Bam!”

Brandon and Chris high-fived as Cal looked up at them, his face contorted in pain.

“Yeah, nice one”, he croaked and held up his right hand, his left one clutching his aching genitalia.

Chris slapped his hand against Cal’s palm, chuckling.

Suddenly, Brandon’s hand sneaked up between Chris’ thighs, his fingers wrapping around Chris’ manhood.

Chris eyes widened and he let out a surprised yelp as Brandon started squeezing. Brandon’s fingertips dug into the soft flesh of Chris’ most valuable possessions, pressing deep into the tender tissue and eliciting an anguished grunt from Chris.

Brandon and Cal erupted with laughter as Brandon let go of Chris’ balls.

“I hope he didn’t crush them”, Cal grinned at Chris, nursing his own sore set of testicles.

Chris let out a laugh. “Believe me, it takes more than that to crush my nuts! Much more! He barely touched them”, he chuckled, gently rubbing his balls.

Simultaneously, Chris’ and Cal’s eyes moved towards Brandon’s crotch.

“Guys”, Brandon said slowly. “Don’t even think about it! It’s Friday night and I---“

Suddenly, Cal and Chris lunged at Brandon at the same time, throwing him to the ground. Chris reached inside Brandon’s swimming trunks while Cal was holding his arms back.

“Nooooo!” Brandon wailed as Chris found his nuts and started squeezing hard.

The locker room was filled with screams and laughter as the guys wrestled on the ground.

Brandon managed to grab Cal’s and Chris’ balls in a tight grip and retaliated, squishing and squashing their nuts with his strong hands.

“Let go!” Chris grunted through his clenched teeth as Brandon was squeezing the hell out of his gonads.

“No way!” Brandon yelled, increasing the pressure on his buddies’ nuts while his own balls were compressed in Chris’ hand.

“Oh, fuck!” Cal groaned.

Their grunts and groans grew louder and louder as the contents of their ballsacks were squashed by their friends.

Finally, they agreed to let go of each others’ testicles at the same time.

“On the count of three”, Chris groaned. “One, two, three.”

They let go with simultaneous sighs of relief.

“Holy shit”, Brandon groaned, lifting the waistband of his speedos and reaching inside. “You really did a number on my nuts.”

His buddies were examining their own balls to check the damage.

“Your hands are pretty strong”; Chris said with a grimace as he rolled his slightly reddened testicles between his fingers.

“Oh yeah”, Cal groaned, staring at his nuts.

“A minute longer and I would have crushed them”, Brandon said, a weak grin on his pain-contorted face.

“Not if I had crushed yours first”, Chris replied, chuckling.

They looked at each other and burst out laughing before getting up and heading into the showers.

There was a lot of good-natured teasing and joking as the warm water ran down the three studs’ hot bodies.

A little later, they were back in the locker room, toweling themselves down. All three of them made sure to be extra careful when they touched their genitalia.

“Have you ever thought of entering the Ballbusting Olympics?” Cal said, gently rubbing his sore balls dry. “I think you’d have a good shot at winning.”

Chris burst out laughing. “You think?”

Cal grimaced. “Definitely.”

“You would do great in the squeezing competition”, Brandon chuckled. “Not so sure about the nutball event or the Roshambo contest.”

“Oh, I’m pretty good at nutball”, Chris grinned. “But I’m even better at Roshambo.”

“Really?” Brandon chuckled.

“Be careful what you say”, Cal grinned. “Brandon is a Roshambo champion.”

Chris raised his eyebrows. “You are?”

Brandon grinned proudly and looked down at his strong, muscular legs. “Oh, yeah.”

“What about a little game right now?” Chris grinned.

Cal chuckled.

“Right now?” Brandon said weakly. “You know, it’s Friday night and I---“

Both Cal and Chris started clucking like chickens.

“Come on”, Brandon groaned and grabbed his meaty balls. “I need them later and---“

Cal and Chris clucked louder.

Brandon rolled his eyes. “Oh, fuck it”, he mumbled. “Let’s go for it!” He spread his legs wide and nodded at Chris with a wide grin. “You go first.”

Chris laughed and rubbed his hands before bringing his leg back and smashing it into Brandon’s crotch. His instep connected with the two fat nuggets and rammed them into his body.

Brandon’s eyes bulged and he let out a throaty cough. “Good”, he said in a strained voice. “But not good enough…”

Chris chuckled and put his hands behind his back, spreading his legs and grinning at Brandon. “Show me what you got.”

Brandon accepted the invitation with a smile, bringing his foot up between Chris’ thighs and smashing his precious jewels hard.

Chris tried his best not to let the pain show on his face but it was quite obvious that Brandon had scored a nice, hard blow.

Cal chuckled. “Ouch, that looked like it hurt…”

Chris swallowed hard. “You’ll have to do better than that”, he said hoarsely, trying to act casual.

Brandon grinned and assumed the position.

They went back and forth, trading hard, nut-crunching kicks.

Cal watched them wreck each others’ chances of fathering children with unconcealed glee. He knew both Brandon and Chris very well. They had been in countless swimming competitions together, and Cal knew that both of them were highly competitive and very eager to win.

Again and again, strong, unrelenting feet slammed into soft and increasingly sore meatballs. Dull thuds mixed with guttural grunts and anguished groans. Beads of sweat ran down naked bodies. And somehow, the competitive tension and the will to win caused both Brandon’s and Chris’ dicks to grow and fatten into meaty flagpoles that slapped wetly against their abs with every hit.

A few dozen kicks later, Brandon’s balls looked as bruised and swollen as Chris’, but neither of them was willing to give up. Their rigid erections were pointing at the ceiling, precum running down their shafts.

Cal was standing at the sidelines, watching his buddies ruin each others’ manhoods, cheering for both of them and cringing in sympathy when one of them landed a particularly good hit.

Cal’s cock was standing at full attention. It was easily the biggest of the bunch, a fat, thick, rock-hard schlong with a beautiful mushroom head. Chris and Brandon sported big dicks – but Cal’s massive monster easily outclassed them.

“Why don’t we call it a draw?” Brandon whimpered, gingerly rolling his battered balls between his fingers.

Chris let out a groan. He grabbed his ballsack by the neck and looked at his two big, bulging orbs. His balls could take quite a lot – but this was beginning to really hurt, and Chris was seriously fearing for the well-being of his most prized possessions. Then again, he wanted to win this, and he knew that Brandon was on the verge of giving up.

“No way”, Chris croaked before launching a hard, precise kick into Brandon’s battered plums, squashing them into his pelvis.

Brandon screamed from the top of his lungs, jumping up and down and clutching his crotch.

A grin spread on Chris’ pain-contorted face.

“Ouch”, Cal burst out laughing. “His girlfriend is not gonna like that…”

“Fucking shit!” Brandon wailed, his face scrunched up in agony. “You broke them! You fucking broke them!”

“Wanna give up?” Chris smiled.

“Fuck no!” Brandon whimpered. “Spread your fucking legs!”

Chris grimaced and did as he was told.

Brandon’s foot landed perfectly between Chris spread legs, slamming into his sore nuts with a dull thud and flattening the two tender orbs like pancakes.

Chris’s eyes lost focus and his jaw dropped as he let out a long, wheezing moan.

Cal winced in sympathy but couldn’t hide his excitement. His fat dick twitched and a bit of precum leaked out, hanging in a thin thread from the head of his cock.

Chris retaliated with another hard, precise kick that lifted Brandon off the ground. His mouth opened in a silent scream and his eyes rolled back into his head. A huge jet of cum shot out of his dick as he sank to his knees.

Cal roared with laughter, clapping his hands as his buddy’s body was rocked by a violent orgasm.

A hint of pride was visible on Chris’ pain-contorted face. He was nursing his own battered balls as he watched Brandon’s sperm tanks unload all over the floor.

Spurt after spurt of creamy spunk came shooting out of Brandon’s dick, coating the ground in a juicy layer of jizz. His face scrunched up with every jet as his swollen balls contracted and released their precious cargo.

“Oh my fucking god”, Cal laughed. “I bet he’s been saving that for days! His girlfriend will be so mad at him!”

Chris shrugged. “Tough luck”, he chuckled. “That’s what happens when you lose…”

Finally, Brandon’s dick stopped twitching, and a final batch of cum poured out of his cock.

Chris looked at Cal and winked. Then he brought his leg back and smashed it into Brandon’s spent balls, connecting with a wet SPLAT! and squishing the emptied orbs against his body.

Brandon’s eyes opened wide and he let out a high-pitched squeak before falling flat on his face, landing in a puddle of his own jizz.

“Alright”, Chris rubbed his hands and smiled at Cal. He felt incredible. Winning was like a drug. Adrenaline was rushing through his body, making him totally forget about the pain in his testicles. “You’re next.”

Cal raised his eyebrows. He looked down at Chris’ crotch. His balls were bright red and considerably swollen. “Don’t you have enough?”

Chris chuckled. “You afraid your balls can’t handle it?”

Cal scoffed. “I’m worrying about your balls, not mine, buddy…”

“Nothing to worry about”, Chris grinned.

Cal thought for a moment. He loved his testicles and he hated pain. On the other hand, he had lost against Chris in a couple of swimming competitions, and winning against him would be nice. Right now, Chris was at a considerable disadvantage. His nuts had just suffered through dozens of kicks. It was now or never.

“Alright”, Cal grinned. “Another round of Roshambo?”

Chris grimaced. “Nah.” He looked at Cal’s big, fat balls and grinned. “I’m thinking about something a little more hands-on.”

Cal chuckled. “Squeezing, huh? Fine with me.”

“Wanna make it interesting?” Chris grinned. “Winner gets to fuck his hole.” He pointed at Brandon who was lying flat on his stomach, his face in a puddle of his own cum, whimpering in pain.

Cal let out a laugh. “I don’t think he’ll like it.”

Chris shrugged. “He wanted to have sex tonight, right? Frankly, I think that’s the only way he’ll get it…”

“You’re probably right about that”, Cal chuckled. “Okay, let’s do it.”

They stood opposite each other, looking each other in the eyes. Their tips of their hard dicks touched.

Cal grabbed Chris’ swollen nuts with both of his hands, and Chris did the same with Cal’s huge balls.

Then they started squeezing.

Their thumbs sank into the soft flesh of each other’s testicles, digging deep into the meaty nuggets.

Their eyes locked, they watched the pain show on each other’s faces as they squished and squashed the delicate meatballs as hard as they could.

Chris gritted his teeth. The adrenaline was gone, replaced by sheer, sharp agony. It felt as if Cal’s thumb was trying to punch holes into his swollen, bruised testicles. He intensified his own grip on Cal’s extralarge babymakers, grunting and huffing with effort and pain.

Cal’s eyes twitched. The deep, throbbing pain reminded him of how weak his balls actually were. Like two fragile balloons, ready to pop at the slightest touch. And slight was not a word he’s use to describe Chris’ action right now… He viciously twisted Chris balls around, trying to make Chris let go of his balls.

Chris let out a deep, guttural groan. His eyes watered and he gasped for breath. There was no way he’d let Cal win this. He wanted to win, he wanted to crush those fat nuts.

The room was filled with grunts and groans as the two athletic studs were squeezing each others’ balls as if they were wringing out a sponge.

Cal inhaled sharply. He felt Chris’ thumbnails dig deep into his soft flesh. He retaliated by pressing his own thumbnails into Chris’ tender nuts, making him moan in agony.

Their cocks were twitching violently, rubbing against each other, their precum mixing, as they squeezed each others’ balls with all the strength they could muster. The muscles in their arms were flexing and their faces were flushed with heat and excitement and pain.

“Fuck”, Cal croaked, his face a mask of pain.

Chris looked deep into his eyes and he knew he had won.

He could see it before he felt the wet spurt of cum splatter against his abs.

“Fuuuuuuck”, Cal groaned as his cock erupted in a geyser of spunk. His body was trembling, and he lost the grip on Chris’ balls.

A smile spread on Chris’ face. “Yeah”, he whispered. “That’s it. I’m gonna squeeze every last bit of cum out of your balls…”

Cal’s eyes went glassy as load after creamy load of sperm spurted out of his dick and onto Chris’ sweaty, athletic body.

Chris kept his word. He continued squeezing, grinding Cal’s contracting balls in a vise-like grip until Cal’s balls were completely wrung out.

Cal was panting and moaning, his face wet with sweat.

Chris took a step back, allowing Cal to double over, clutching his crotch. He looked up to see the mess he had made on Chris’ abs. Cum was dripping from his body.

“Holy fuck”, Cal whimpered, clasping his nuts and sinking to his knees.

Chris exhaled deeply. His dick was rock hard and pointing at the ceiling. He looked at Brandon who was sitting up, grimacing in agony.

“Time to claim my prize”, Chris grinned, casually jerking his dick.

Brandon blinked. “What?”

“I won”, Chris smiled.

Brandon rolled his eyes. “Don’t tell me you---“

“We did”, Chris grinned. “Come on, bend over.”

Brandon let out a deep groan. “Come on, man, is this really---“

Chris reached between Brandon’s legs and grabbed hold of his sore, tender nuts. “Lie back”, he smiled.

Brandon let out an anguished wail and did as he was told.

Squeezing Brandon’s balls with one hand, Chris scooped up some of Cal’s cum with his free hand and spread it generously on his rock-hard dick.

Then he grabbed Brandon’s ankles and spread his legs in a wide V before lining his dick up with Brandon’s puckered hole.

Brandon groaned.  “Okay, but go gentle, alright? I’m not used to--- FUCK!“

With the help of Cal’s creamy lube, Chris dick sank deep into Brandon’s hole, his nuts smacking against Brandon’s ass.

Without further ado, Chris started fucking Brandon hard, thrusting his dick in and out of Brandon’s tight hole, eliciting soft moans and deep groans as Chris’ dick bumped against Brandon’s prostate.

“Could you help me with this?” Chris smiled at Cal.

Cal limped over and knelt down behind Brandon’s head.

Chris handed him Brandon’s ankles and Cal dutifully spread them apart.

“Thanks”, Chris grinned. “That’s a huge help…” He grabbed Brandon’s bruised and battered balls and squeezed them hard while continuing his assault on Brandon’s asshole, turning his moans and groans into yelps and screams.

The wet smacks of Chris’ balls slapping against Brandon’s butt echoed through the room as Chris came closer and closer to orgasm.

“Winning feels so fucking good”, Chris chuckled, kneading Brandon’s balls while pounding his ass hard and fast.

“I bet it does”, Cal mumbled, watching Chris’ dick slide in and out of Brandon’s tight hole. Cal’s own fat dick was limp and floppy, his drained balls dangling low in his sagging sack.

Chris laughed and punched Brandon’s battered balls with his fist, making him scream from the top of his lungs. His ass tightened around Chris’ dick and sent him over the edge.

With a long groan, Chris shot his load deep inside Brandon.

The sensation was overwhelming. The pain in Chris’s sore balls mixed with the pleasure of his orgasm, and the feeling seemed to last an eternity. He threw his head back, his dick stuck deep inside Brandon, flooding his insides with a tidal wave of jizz.

Finally, Chris pulled his dick out and smacked Brandon’s balls hard with the back of his hand.

“That was awesome!” Chris chuckled. He looked at Brandon and Cal who looked far less enthusiastic.

A little trail of cum was leaking out of Brandon’s hole and his balls looked like they had been assaulted with a flat iron, fiery red and bruised and swollen.

Cal’s balls were severely swollen as well. In their normal state they were big, but due to the swelling they looked almost ridiculously large.

Chris looked at them and grinned. “Who’s up for another round?”

Who is Danny? (updated)

Original date: 01/21/2015

Our quest to collect pictures for the regular characters on this blog is going great so far: Here are ZachDavidLoganBenthe twinsChadKevLeoCal and Simon...

Now it's time to take a closer look at Danny. Danny is 21 years old and has reddish-blond hair. Even though he is struck with a cruel, mean younger brother he is a funny and fun-loving guy who's always up for anything... (If you want to revisit Danny's adventures you find all the stories labelled "Danny" here.)

Now, what do you think he looks like? Feel free to post links to celebrities or porn stars or whatever you like in the comments section. Headshots or nude pictures or fully clothed ones - everything is welcome. Alternatively you can send me pictures or drawings or whatever you like via e-mail ( - if you provide me with the source I'll post them here on the blog.

Update 01/25/2015:

An anonymous reader's suggestion:

Tripp Tucker (Dirty Boy Video)
Tripp Tucker again
Another reader sent in these pictures per email:

Porn star Brent Corrigan
Brent Corrigan again
Update 11/27/2015:

ABusterteen's suggestion:

What do you think?

Wednesday, November 25, 2015

Video links: Boys just wanna have fun (16)

Let's say your nephew is coming to visit you, and you want to spend some time with him and have some fun. What's the first thing that comes to your mind? Setting up a nutcrunching contraption to make sure he'll walk funny when he goes back to his parents, right?

Monday, November 23, 2015

Video links: Game show ballbusting - USA (3)

I just stumbled across two wonderful clips (one of them has just been released a couple of days ago) so I spontaneously decided to write this little post even though I had originally planned to publish something else today...

Broke A$$ Game Show is a re-invention of MTV's classic show I bet you will (take a look at highlights from that show here and here). The concept is simple: People do stupid, ridiculous and sometimes painful things to win money while their friends and random strangers cheer them on and indulge in schadenfreude.

In season one, they had skit called Nuthin' but nut, featuring guys throwing basketballs at their buddy's crotch by making a contestant strap a basketball backboard over his nuts.

Friday, November 20, 2015

A little secret

This story features a new character that first appeared in Leif’s too short.

Featured in this story: BenColin and Kev (click for pictures)

“Hey guys”, Colin said matter-of-factly and fell into an old mustard armchair that looked like it had been forgotten in the dorm’s basement in the seventies. The 20 year old stud had his eyes fixed on his phone and continued swiping the touchscreen. He was shirtless, wearing just a pair of sweat pants. His blond hair looked ruffled, as if he had just gotten out of bed after a very long sleep.

His dorm buddies stared at him.

Except for the hair color – Ben’s hair was black and Kev’s was brown – they looked very similar to Colin. Both of them were shirtless and wearing baggy sweat pants, and their naked upper bodies were as athletic and muscular as Colin’s.

“Where the fuck have you been?” Kev said after a little while.

Colin shrugged without looking up from his phone.

“I mean it”, Kev said. “It feels like it’s been… I don’t know… seven years since we last saw you! What have you been up to?”

Colin shrugged again. He looked at Kev with a sheepish grin. “Nothing much. Jerking off in my room, mainly…”

The three studs burst out laughing.

The common room in the basement of the dorm was the place where the guys regularly met to party, shoot a game of snooker or just hang out.

“So what’s up tonight?” Colin asked, his eyes fixed on the phone again.

“Nothing much”, Kev said, stretching his arms.

Ben was standing next to him, scratching his crotch through his sweat pants. “Fuck, my nutsack’s itching”, he mumbled, shuffling the contents of his pants around.

Colin looked up, an amused expression on his face.

“I shaved my balls yesterday”, Ben explained, shifting uncomfortably. “And now they’re itching like mad.”

“You’re freeballing, huh?” Kev said casually. Unnoticed by Ben, he glanced at Colin’s phone and winked at Colin.

Colin smiled.

“Sure, everything’s hanging loose like it’s supposed to be”, Ben said, tugging at his bulging crotch.

“In my experience”; Kev said with a grin. “There’s only one thing that can stop the itching.”

Ben raised his eyebrows. “What’s that?”

Casually, Colin pointed his phone at Ben and touched the screen to start the video recording.

“Nutshot!” Kev yelled and smacked Ben’s balls with the back of his hand.

Ben’s eyes bulged as his genitalia was rearranged inside his pants. Kev’s hand connected with his loose hanging nuts from below, smashing them up with a wet smack.

Ben went down like a ton of bricks, collapsing on the floor, clutching his crotch.

His buddies burst out laughing as Colin continued recording

“Booyah!” Kev yelled, thumping his naked chest. “Fuck yeah! Right in the fucking nuts, baby!”

Kev and Colin were roaring with laughter.

“You didn’t do a very good job shaving”, Kev laughed. “I felt the stubble on your balls right here on the back of my hand!”

Colin threw his head back, laughing his ass off as Ben was squirming on the floor, nursing his battered balls.

Kev seized the opportunity, took a step forward and slammed his fist into Colin’s nuts.

Colin’s laughter stopped abruptly as his testicles were rammed into his body. His eyes wet with tears of laughter, he stared at Kev for a brief moment before his eyes crossed and he let out a deep, guttural groan.

“Fuck yeah!” Kev yelled and grabbed Colin’s phone, pointing the camera on Colin who was writhing on the chair, gasping for air.

Kev chuckled and focused the camera on Colin’s pain-contorted face. “Got you, buddy! Hurts real good, huh?”

Colin slipped his hand into his sweat pants and cupped his aching balls. “Oh yeah”, he groaned. “Feels great, buddy.”

Kev stopped the recording and fumbled with the phone. “This is going up on youtube, now. It’ll be a hit!” He chuckled as the video uploaded.

“Hi there”, came a voice from the door.

Kev turned his head to see a handsome blond stud come into the room.

Leif was a 19-year-old exchange student from Sweden living in the guy’s dorm for a couple of months. He was 19 years old and looked like a supermodel, with pale skin, beautiful blue eyes and light blond hair. He was wearing a tanktop and a pair of loose shorts.

When he saw Ben and Colin squirming in pain, he stopped dead in his tracks.

“Um”, he said slowly. “What are you doing?”

“Filming stuff”, Kev grinned. “Wanna be in a video?”

Leif scratched his head, a wary expression on his face. A little while ago, Kev and Ben had found out a little secret about Leif, and he wasn’t sure what they were going to do with it.

So far, they had only made a couple of private jokes – but Leif was afraid they’d expose him in front of their buddies sooner or later.

“Come on”, Kev chuckled. “It’s just a little video.”

“Very little”, Ben grinned, recovering from the nutshot. “Tiny, in fact.”

Leif laughed nervously.

“Smile for the camera”, Kev grinned, pointing the phone at Leif.

A weak grin spread on Leif’s face.

Ben jumped up and took the camera from Kev who walked up to Leif, putting his arm around his shoulder.

“That’s Leif”, Kev said, smiling at the camera. “Say hi, Leif!”

“Hi”, Leif mumbled.

“Leif’s a big guy. Aren’t you?” Kev continued, playfully nudging Leif’s shoulder.

Leif shrugged.

“Big and tall”, Kev grinned. “Every woman’s dream.”

Leif shifted uncomfortably.

“Except for one little thing”, Kev grinned.

“Kev”, Leif mumbled. “Please don’t.”

Kev laughed.

“Do what?” Colin asked, a curious expression on his face.

“Just a tiny little thing”, Kev chuckled.

“Kev, please”, Leif muttered.

“What?” Colin repeated.

“Very tiny, you wouldn’t know it was there if you didn’t know it”, Kev added with a laugh.

Leif let out a miserable sigh.

“What is it?” Colin was leaning forward, a puzzled look on his face. He knew Kev was up to something – but what was it?

Suddenly, Kev squatted down, grabbed Leif’s shorts by the waistband and pulled them down.

“Ta-da!” Kev yelled like a magician who had just performed his most difficult trick.

And, judging from Colin’s reaction, it was a stunning denouement. His eyes widened in surprise, his jaw dropped and there was a short moment of baffled silence before he burst out laughing.

Leif’s face turned crimson and he looked absolutely mortified.

His ridiculously small penis and the matching pair of tiny little marbles was fully exposed. His pubic hair was completely shaved, probably to prevent it from overgrowing his pathetic genitals.

Colin was laughing his ass off as Ben pointed the camera phone at Leif’s crotch.

“Zoom in!” Kev yelled, roaring with laughter. “Get a close-up!”

“I can’t”, Ben laughed. “It’s just too small. No matter how close I get, it still looks tiny.”

The three college jocks were caught in a laughing fit, gasping for breath and pointing at Leif’s groin.

“This is fucking hilarious!” Colin jeered, his eyes filling with tears of laughter. “You should go to the circus with that!”

Leif shifted uncomfortable and put his hands in front of his crotch.

“Get your hands away”, Kev yelled and slapped them hard, inadvertently causing Leif to bump into his little testicles with his own hands.

Leif gasped in pain, causing the rest of the boys to laugh even harder.

“You crushed his peanuts!” Ben laughed.

“Oooooh, I bet those little things crush real easy!” Colin cringed in mock-sympathy. He leaned forward and flicked Leif’s miniscule left testicle with his finger, eliciting a high-pitched wail from Leif and roars of laughter from Ben and Kev.

“This is fun!” Colin chuckled. “It’s like playing marbles.” He flicked Leif’s right testicle, making him scream in agony.

“Looks like they’re really sensitive”, Kev grinned before taking a step back and smashing a hard kick into Leif’s crotch, crunching his little nuts with a dull thud.

Leif let out a high-pitched squeal before sinking to his knees, clutching his crotch and doubling over.

Kev, Ben and Colin high-fived, roaring with laughter.

Kev patted Leif’s shoulder and chuckled. “Oh, man, we’re gonna have so much fun with you…”

Wednesday, November 18, 2015

Video links: Comedy gems (2)

What would comedy be without guys getting hit in the nuts? Not funny, that's for sure. Here are a couple of my favorite nutshot scenes from comedy movies, TV or web shows.

Even funnier than men getting hit where it hurts are bullies getting hit where it hurts. Here's a scene from the US movie "The Warrior's Way" featuring three pairs of teenage testicles getting crushed by a little person. Make sure you turn the sound up for this - the crunching of nuts has never sounded so good...

Monday, November 16, 2015

New poll: Girls in m/m ballbusting stories

Girls usually don’t play a big part in my stories. Since most of the male characters are straight, they sometimes talk about girls. But while there are some recurring female characters (like Logan’s on-again-off-again girlfriend Ashley) girls rarely appear in the stories, and when they do they usually don’t get in on the action.

A couple of years ago I asked you about your opinion regarding girls in m/m ballbusting stories, and I thought it would be fun to see if the opinion has changed.

So I’ve created a new poll on the right column of this blog. Please tell me your opinion! The poll is open till December 15th.  (If you are reading this post on your mobile device please click this link or go to the bottom of this page and choose "View web version" to vote in the poll.)

Poll results: Special Guest Star 4

The polls are closed and the votes have been counted. And we have a winner.

After you sent us your suggestions and we narrowed down the field, we asked you to choose our next Special Guest Star from the four top rated entrants from the first poll. An amazing 400 people voted, and here are the results:

Chris Evans   10%
Tom Daley   16%
Grant Gustin and Colton Haynes   27%
Cody Christian   47%

So Cody Christian will join the ranks of Ryan Phillippe, Zac Efron and Taylor Lautner and meet the Ballbusting Boys as our next Special Guest Star.

I have seen Cody Christian in a couple of things but I have no idea what he is like in private. Is he a fun guy? Or does he come across as arrogant? What do you think he’ll do when he comes to see the Ballbusting Boys? If you have any ideas for the story, anything you’d like to see, please let me know by leaving a comment or sending me an email (

Saturday, November 14, 2015

Who are the twins? (updated)

Original date: 11/19/2014

In the past couple of weeks I've asked you to send me pictures of guys that resemble Zach, David, Logan and Ben, and the results are awesome!I really love to get your opinion on the look of my characters, and I think it's remarkable how different the mental images of the guys are.

This week we'll take a look at the twins. I know. This one sounds tricky. But I don't think we have to limit ourselves to real life twins. If you find a non-twin who you think looks like Will or Michael we'll accept that, too... :-))

Maybe you have different pictures from the same guy that make him look like Michael in one shot, and like Will in the other? Anyway, Michael and Will are 22 years old. They are identical twins, both of them blond and tall. They are professional gymnasts, and their bodies are lean and muscular. (If you want to revisit the twins' adventures you find all the stories labelled "the twins" here.)

Now, what do you think they look like? Feel free to post links to celebrities or porn stars or whatever you like in the comments section. Headshots or nude pictures or fully clothed ones - everything is welcome. Alternatively you can send me pictures or drawings or whatever you like via e-mail ( - if you provide me with the source I'll post them here on the blog.

Thanks for your input!

Update 11/19/2014

An anonymous reader sent in these pictures per email, adding "This is how Will looks like in my mind":

Another reader's suggestion:

The Pletts twins: Nic and Campbell Pletts

The Pletts twins again
Update 11/20/2014:

More suggestions by an another reader via email:

Michael working out.
Will is standing outside the frame. :-)

Michael (picture taken by Will) :-)

Will (picture taken by Michael) :-)
Unknown twins.

The Pletts twins again.

Unknown twins.
The K2 twins: Alex &Charlie Kotze (scroll down for more pictures)
This is EXACTLY how I pictured them in my mind by the way...

Hot twins in black and white.

Athletic twins.
Update 11/22/2014:

Another anonymous reader's suggestion:

Unknown William Higgins model (times two)
Update 11/23/2014:

An anonymous reader identified the unknown twins in a picture above: Alex and Charlie Kotze from South Africa, aka the K2 twins. I'm blown away: Those two hot guys look almost exactly how I pictured Will and Michael in my mind. Here are some more pictures of them:

Will showing off, Michael being grumpy?

Michael (left) and Will (right)?

Will (left) and Michael (right)?

Michael (left) and Will (right)?

Michael (left) and Will (right)?

Update 03/05/015:

An anonymous reder's suggestion:
The Burgess Twins
Update 11/14/2015:

ABusterteen's suggestion:

Youtubers Finn and Jack Harries
What do you think?

Who is Chad? (updated)

Original date: 11/26/2014

After we've taken a look at what you think ZachDavidLoganBen and the twins look like I'd like to turn to a character that has mostly been in the background: good old Chad, my reliable friend and cameraman. He's 30 years old, with brown hair and brown eyes. He can be a little grumpy at times but he's a real ladies' man (even if he's having ball trouble now and then...) He is handsome and sexy, with a three day stubble and an athletic body. (If you want to revisit Chad's adventures you find all the stories labelled "Chad" here.)

Now, what do you think he looks like? Feel free to post links to celebrities or porn stars or whatever you like in the comments section. Headshots or nude pictures or fully clothed ones - everything is welcome. Alternatively you can send me pictures or drawings or whatever you like via e-mail ( - if you provide me with the source I'll post them here on the blog.

Thanks for your input!

Update 11/27/2014:

An anonymous reader's suggestion:

Actor David Guintoli
Another reader sent these pictures via email:

And here's Chadfan's suggestion (which I personally find absolutely awesome):

Porn star Cayden Ross (holding the camera)
Update 11/28/2014:

Another reader's suggestion:

Randy Blue's Chris Rockwell

Update 12/14/2014:

BB_Daddy has three awesome suggestions:



Update 11/14/2015:

Our reader Adam sent these suggestions via email:

British actor Kit Harington

British actor Dominic Cooper

British actor Michael Peavoy
What do you think?

Friday, November 13, 2015

Dirty dancers (Jack meets David and Parker)

Special thanks to our reader Jack for the plot idea! If you (yes, I mean you, the one who routinely falls in love with the wrong guys!) would like to meet the Ballbusting Boys and see yourself in a story please read this post for more details.

Previous parts of the "Love hurts" storyline: 
Panic reaction
Date night
Man in the middle
Just deserts
Deep inside

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

Featured in this story: David and Parker (click for pictures)

“So why do you want to meet with him in the first place?” Parker asked, keeping his eyes on the road. The weather was great and he loved driving his 80’s VW beetle convertible. Others called it a pile of junk, and admittedly it wasn’t in a very good shape, but Parker just loved the car. A tattered straw cap sat on top of the cute 21 year old’s flaming red hair, and he was wearing a tight tank top with tiger print and cut-off red jeans. He was driving barefoot, his leather sandals lying on the backseat of the car.

In the passenger seat, Parker’s boyfriend David was playing with his iPhone.

They were an odd couple. Parker’s campy, colorful clothing stood in stark contrast to the monochromatic palette of David’s clothes. The 19 year old dancer was wearing black dress shoes, tight-fitting black trousers and a smart black shirt that looked like it had been painted onto his bare skin. Despite the heat and less than airy clothing, there was not a bead of sweat on David’s pale face, and his black hair was styled perfectly.

“David?” Parker said.

“What?” David snapped without looking up.

Parker chuckled. David was in one of his moods again. “I asked you something.”

David let out a deep sigh and rolled his eyes before turning to Parker. “Okay, you want to talk about Jack? Let’s talk about Jack. He’s the second best dancer I know.”

“The best one being you, of course”, Parker chuckled.

“Of course”, David said without a hint of doubt. “We graduated together. He had a bit of talent, I give him that, but he didn’t come close to being perfect.”

“Perfect like you”, Parker grinned.

“Exactly”, David nodded.

Parker chuckled.

“Everybody kept talking about his talent and his charme and how great he looked on stage”, David said, his voice dripping with disgust. “It was ridiculous.” He changed his voice into a lisping sing-song, aping his fellow students. “’Jack’s awesome! Look at his body! I’ve never seen someone move so gracefully! Look at his ass! He’s---‘”

“He has a great ass?” Parker interrupted him.

David ignored his boyfriend. “Ridiculous! Everybody kept talking about him as if he was some kind of god. A Vegas showgirl. That’s what he is. Nothing more.” David’s face broke into a mean grin. “I bet he’s in the chorus line of some cheap Broadway rip-off.” He chuckled. “Dinner shows.” He let out a laugh. “Or a stripper. Showing of that ‘great ass’ off his.”

Parker smiled. When David had told him they were about to meet an old acquaintance from dance school, he hadn’t expected much. But now things were starting to get interesting. He couldn’t wait to meet Jack…

David snorted, thinking back to his school days. “Talentless bastard”, he scoffed. “You know, I had a neat little trick to prevent him from stealing the show when we were on stage together.” He turned to Parker, a cold smile on his face. “When I found out about his achilles’ heel it was almost too easy.” He chuckled. “Glass balls.”

Parker grimaced. “You mean…”

David let out a laugh. “One nice, hard kick and he’d be walking funny for a week. Dancing with a limp is more difficult than you imagine…” He chuckled.

They arrived in front of a run-down building in the red-light district. Between a shabby bar and a sleazy restaurant was a big metal door with a little sign “DANCE SCHOOL”.

David burst out laughing. “This is it?! Holy fucking shit! This is priceless!”

Parker parked the car and they got out.

A huge grin on his face, David opened the rusty door and marched into the building, yelling “Jack? Anybody here?”

Parker followed him into a very large room with parquet flooring and floor-to-ceiling mirrors on opposite sides. The wall that supposedly had windows towards the backyard was draped with heavy, dark curtains. The other wall was bare. The setting was impressive – but it was obvious that the place was way past its prime. One mirror sported several cracks, the other one was clouded from top to bottom. The parquet had several pieces missing, and the rest of it was in desperate need of an overhaul. Parker wrinkled his nose, trying to ignore the faint stale stench of the room.

David looked around, a triumphant expression on his face. “This. Is. Priceless”, he said with deep satisfaction. “Looks like poor Jack is ruined.” He let out a mean laugh. “Bad dancer, worse entrepreneur.”

David turned to Parker, grabbed his head with both of his hands, and planted a big, wet kiss on Parker’s lips. “I’m so fucking horny right now”, he whispered, his hand wandering down to Parker’s crotch before squeezing Parker’s package.

Parker let out a soft moan. “Why do you think he invited you here?”

David kissed his boyfriend again, passionately rubbing the rapidly growing bulge in Parker’s pants. “Maybe he needs money. I don’t know”, David replied, playfully biting Parker’s earlobe while squeezing Parker’s nuts hard.

Parker let out a grunt.

“And I don’t care”, David mumbled. “All I care about is you.” He playfully smacked Parker’s big bulge, eliciting a surprised yelp. “I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t be able to walk for a week.” He slammed Parker against the curtained wall, kissing him passionately.

Parker groaned into David’s mouth, his eyes closed.

David slapped Parker’s balls once again. “I’m going to spread your ass wide open and---“

“David”, a voice came from behind them.

Parker’s eyes shot open and he inadvertently jerked his knee up between David’s thighs with a dull thud.

Due to David’s arousal, his dick was tenting his trousers, leaving his balls dangling freely and very vulnerably between his thighs. Parker’s kneecap connected perfectly, ramming both of David’s lovespuds flat against his pelvis just as they were gearing up for a wholly different kind of action.

David let out a strangled grunt and doubled over.

“I’m so sorry!” Parker said quickly. His eyes wandered from his wounded boyfriend to the surprisingly handsome stranger who was standing behind him.

Parker gulped. He quickly adjusted his crotch and smiled weakly. “Hi, I’m Parker.”

“Jack”, the stranger said with a wide, friendly smile.

David turned around, groaning, his face contorted in pain.

Jack let out a laugh. He was the same age as David, a slim but muscular young man with a very handsome face and brown hair. “Good to see you, David”, Jack grinned. “Are you okay?”

David rubbed his crotch, grimacing, as he looked up to Jack. “Fuck you”, he muttered hoarsely.

Jack shrugged and turned to Parker. “You should knee him in the nuts more often. He used to greet me with a kick to my own spuds.”

Parker’s face spread into a grin. “You know him pretty good, huh?”

Jack chuckled. “We’re old friends.”

David straightened. Despite the fading pain in his face, he looked nothing short of jubilant when he said, “This place is a mess. Is it yours?”

Jack laughed. “As a matter of fact, it is.”

A snotty smile spread on David’s face. “And I guess you need my help, huh?”

Jack raised his eyebrows. “No, not at all. I just wanted to show it to you, because, you know, I thought you might be interested in what I’ve done since we last met.”

David looked around and let out a laugh. “You bought a shitty place and probably lost a lot of money. Congratulations. Thanks for letting me see it. I hope you’re not expecting me to invest in this place.”

Jack laughed. “Of course not. I just bought it. I’ll rebuild it and it’ll be our new rehearsal room.” He walked over to the curtained wall and pulled the curtains aside. Through the dirty windows, they looked at a big construction site. “That’s what I wanted to show you”, Jack grinned. “My new ballet theater. 2,800 seats. The best equipment you can find.”

David’s jaw dropped.

“Wow”, Parker said. “That’s amazing.”

Jack smiled. “I know. Apparently there are some European investors who think that I’ll be able to breathe some fresh air into the city’s cultural scene. The old ballet house isn’t exactly famous for new ideas, right?” He smiled at David. “Wait. That’s where you’re working right now, right?” He shrugged. “Well, I guess there are some hard times ahead.”

David had regained his composure. He tried to hide his anger and said casually, “We’ll see.” He looked at Parker. “I think we’ve seen enough, right? Goodbye, Jack.” He turned to go.

Jack chuckled and smiled at Parker. “He’s still the same old asshole, isn’t he?”

Parker smiled weakly and turned to follow David.

“See, your boyfriend agrees with me”, Jack said.

“He’s not my boyfriend”, David mumbled, heading for the door.

Parker stopped dead in his tracks.

David stopped, too. He slowly turned around.

Parker looked at him, a hurt and sad expression on his face. “I thought we were past that”, he said in a low voice.

David looked from Parker to Jack and back to Parker again. Then he turned to Jack. His eyes narrowed. “Listen, if you want to drive a wedge between him and me, you---“

“Not at all”, Jack chuckled. “Hey, whatever you do together, it’s none of my business.” His eyes lowered to Parker’s butt and he mouthed, “Nice ass.” He winked at David with a cheeky grin.

David let out a grunt. “Listen, you fucking bastard, you---“

Jack laughed.

Back in dance school, he had loved driving David mad. It was so easy. Just a couple of mild taunts and David would explode. Jack thought it was hilarious. Pretty soon, he had found out that David resorted to low blows – figuratively and literally – whenever he felt insulted or mistreated or underappreciated.

Jack’s nuts were strong, stronger than most guys’, and David’s frequent kicks were no threat to his manhood – but he had made David think that it didn’t take more than one kick to his balls to take him out. That way, David would lay off him and Jack could come up with a new way to provoke him and make him lose his temper. Jack and his friends had laughed about it, exposing David as an ill-tempered, hate-filled, moody psychopath to the whole school.

David glared at Jack. “You’re desperate for a nut-kicking, huh?”

Jack grinned.

“David”, Parker mumbled.

David ignored him. “Remember?” he spat. “I used to kick your balls so hard your sperm would be running out your nose!”

Jack laughed.

“David”, Parker repeated, more urgently.

“It’s okay”, Jack chuckled. “I don’t take it personally.”

“Oh, you should”, David growled. “You definitely should take it personally! You invite me here to insult me and my--- me and him, and show off about your fucking new theater?! You think you can threaten me?!”

Parker smiled at Jack apologetically.

“I’m sorry”, Jack said with an innocent smile. “You feel threatened?  That wasn’t my intention at all.”

David let out an angry grunt.

Parker cleared his throat. “Maybe we should go now”, he said softly and grabbed David’s shoulder.

“Maybe you should listen to your boyfriend”, Jack said cheerfully. “Your head looks like it is about to explode...”

“He’s not my boyfriend!” David hissed, shoving Parker away and bringing his foot up at the same time, nailing Parker square in the nuts.

Parker let out a gurgling cough and doubled over, clutching his crotch and sinking to the ground.

Jack burst out laughing. “You know, if the two of you were planning on having sex tonight, maybe kicking him in the balls isn’t the best idea…” He grinned cheekily. “You are a bottom, aren’t you?”

David glared at him. “Shut up, you fucking bastard.”

Jack smiled innocently. “Why should I? We’re having so much fun!”

David inhaled deeply. “Listen, I’m fed up with your crap.” His eyes fell to Jack’s crotch, and an idea popped into his head. A mean grin spread on his face. “Let’s settle this like men.”

Jack chuckled and glanced at Parker. “You seem to know a lot about men, right?”

David smiled back at him coldly, ignoring his insinuation. “A game of Roshambo. What do you say?”

Jack looked at David. “You sure? If I remember correctly you weren’t particularly fond of getting kicked in the goolies.”

David smiled. “Neither were you.”

Jack laughed. “Yeah, you’re probably right.” He turned to Parker who was kneeling on the ground, clutching his crotch and grimacing in pain. “What do you say, do you want me to ruin your boyfriend’s nuts?”

Parker opened his mouth to say something, but before he could, David snapped, “He’s not my fucking boyfriend, asshole!”

Jack raised his eyebrows and looked at Parker expectantly.

Parker’s face darkened. “Apparently I’m not his boyfriend, so go ahead and ruin his fucking nuts. It’s none of my business.”

Jack laughed. “Okay, sure.” He shook his head, chuckling. “Alright, let’s do this.” He stood in front of David and spread his legs, putting his hands behind his head. “I’ll let you make the first move. Go for it.”

David didn’t have to be told twice. “I’m gonna kick the fucking cum out of your balls”, he mumbled before bringing his leg back and smashing Jack’s nuts as hard as he could. The athletic dancer’s black dress shoe connected with the bulge in Jack’s pants, flattening it and eliciting a grunt from Jack.

David let out a laugh. He knew what was about to happen. Jack’s handsome face would scrunch up, he’d scream like a little girl, he’d grab his groin and collapse on the floor, clutching his broken balls and crying like a baby.

Only he didn’t.

Instead he just coughed and rubbed his crotch before jumping up and down a couple of times like a runner getting ready for his sprint. The pain was visible on his face, sure, but it was a far cry from the utter agony that David had expected.

David’s jaw dropped.

“Not bad”, Jack said with a weak grin. “Now it’s my turn.”

David blinked. “But...”

Jack chuckled and grabbed his bulging package. “Looks like my jewels aren’t as weak as you remember…”

Parker let out a laugh.

David gulped. “But---“

“My turn”, Jack repeated cheerfully. He winked at Parker and smiled, “Just watch. I’ll turn his nuts into peanut butter!”

Parker chuckled.

A moment later, Jack’s foot connected with David’s crotch. It was a hard kick. Very hard. It lifted David off the ground and made him scream from the top of his lungs. A wet, loud smack echoed through the room.

“Ooooh, that sounded nasty. You’re not wearing underwear, huh?” Jack cooed, cringing in mock-sympathy.

David gasped for breath. For a second, it looked like he was about to pass out, but he managed to stay standing.

“Round two”, Jack announced cheerfully.

David’s second kick wasn’t as hard as the first one. Apparently, the pain in his own gonads was a bit of a distraction. Nevertheless, he hit both of Jack’s nuts dead-on, ramming them into his body.

Jack doubled over, grunting in pain. “Not bad”, he said hoarsely. “Again, not bad.”

They went back and forth, kicking each others’ nuts as hard as they could. It was obvious that David had underestimated the strength of Jack’s testicles. No matter how hard he hit them, he wasn’t able to land a disabling blow.

Jack, on the hand, landed kick after nut-crunching kick with the accuracy, the force and the precision that was to be expected from a seasoned dancer who knew the strength of his legs and feet.

Parker watched them with mixed feelings. A part of him felt sorry for David, but another part, a bigger part of him felt a strong sense of satisfaction at the sight of David getting what he undoubtedly deserved. With every kick that smashed David’s precious jewels, Parker’s mood lightened.

Then, Jack landed a particularly hard blow to David’s manhood. David’s eyes widened and crossed at the same time. His jaw dropped and he let out a wheezing groan.

Parker jumped up, clapping and cheering. “Fuck yeah!”

Jack burst out laughing.

Parker instantly stopped, blushing.

Jack winked at him, causing Parker’s head to turn crimson.

In stark contrast, David’s face was white as a sheet. Beads of cold sweat ran down his face. He was barely able to stand and his legs were shaking badly. A wheezing moan escaped his quivering lips.

Jack grinned. “Your turn”, he said cheekily, spreading his legs.

David’s kick barely touched Jack’s crotch.

Jack laughed and put his hands on his hips. “I could finish you off now, you know”, he said cheerfully. “How did you put it? I could ‘kick the fucking cum out of your balls’.” He chuckled as he watched David’s eyes widen in horror. “But I think I’ll take a pass”, Jack added with a smile.

David’s face relaxed.

Jack turned to Parker. “Why don’t you do the honor?”

Parker raised his eyebrows. “What?”

“What?!” David said at the same time, his voice hoarse and raspy.

Jack chuckled and walked up to David. In one swift motion, he opened David’s belt and threw it away before opening his top button and pulling his trousers down, revealing David’s naked genitals.

His big dick was dangling listlessly in front of his gruesomely swollen and badly bruised balls.

Both Jack and Parker winced at the sight.

David just let out a grunt.

Jack smiled at Parker. “I mean it”, he said, casually pushing David back so that he fell to the ground, landing flat on his back. “Why don’t you kick the cum out of him?”

Parker scratched his head.

“I mean, he’s not your boyfriend, right?” Jack grinned, lightly tapping David’s bloated ballsack with his foot and making the handsome dancer let out an anguished groan.

“Apparently he’s not”, Parker said slowly, walking up to Jack and staring down at David.

Jack leaned over and whispered softly into Parker’s ear. “This is your chance. Teach him a lesson he’ll never forget. This is your opportunity to show him that you’re only willing to go so far.” He looked Parker in the eyes and grinned. “You might ruin your sex life for a while – but it’ll be worth it.”

Parker bit his lower lip. Without a word, he raised his foot and stomped down on David’s exposed, swollen nuts as hard as he could.

David let out a gurgling squeal as his aching balls were crushed under Parker’s bare foot.

“That’s it”, Jack chuckled. “Crush them like bugs!”

A faint smile appeared on Parker’s face as he felt David’s balls flatten under his sole. He twisted his foot, crushing his boyfriend’s testicles as if he was stomping out a cigarette stump.

“Oooh, that’s gotta hurt!” Jack laughed.

Parker withdrew his foot and immediately started stomping down on David’s nuts again and again, his smile growing wider and wider as he let out his frustration with their relationship on David’s most prized possessions.

Stomp after nut-crunching stomp found David’s bruised sex organs, brutally squishing the two tender orbs against the hard wooden floor.

After a while, David’s dick sprang to life, fattening and rising slowly like a snake being called by a snake charmer.

“Look at that!” Jack exclaimed.

Parker chuckled.

“Looks like he’s enjoying it”, Jack continued with a laugh. “He’s probably into it!”

Parker laughed before stomping down on David’s nuts again. “No way.”

“But look at it!” Jack insisted, pointing at David’s dick that was rock-hard and pointing at the ceiling.

“Well”, Parker grinned. “Maybe you’re right.”

“You should have done this a lot earlier”, Jack chuckled. “Come on, go for the kill.”

Parker laughed.

“Crush that cum out of his nuts!” Jack grinned.

Parker raised his foot and stomped down on David’s nuts hard.

David let out a retching cough.

A bit of precum started oozing out of his dick.

Another stomp flattened David’s nuts like pancakes.

David’s dick started twitching violently.

Parker shifted his weight and held on to Jack’s shoulder for support. His whole body weight was resting on David’s fragile testicles and the meaty globes looked like they couldn’t flatten any further.

“You better cum now or your balls are toast!” Jack said cheerfully as David was writhing in pain, moaning and groaning as his nuts were crushed under Parker’s foot.

David’s dick was leaking precum like a broken faucet. It was throbbing and twitching, its engorged mushroom head pulsing while he was screaming from the top of his lungs.

Parker stepped down from David’s balls but before David had a chance to protect his bruised and beaten balls, he landed a hard kick that rammed David’s balls into his body.

David let out an ear-piercing shriek and his dick erupted with a huge load of cum that shot up into the air like a wet, salty missile.

Jack burst out laughing as Parker followed up with another hard kick that hit both of David’s contracting balls dead-on, crunching the two meaty babymakers just as they pumped another jet of sperm out into the open.

David was screaming and squealing, writhing and squirming as he unloaded what seemed like a gallon of spunk from his aching, swollen nuts. He was showered in his own jizz that came raining down on his face and his upper body.

Jack was laughing and clapping his hands, watching Parker kick David’s nuts again and again while David was wailing in agony.

Finally, it was over.

David’s face was a jizzy, sticky mask of pain and his black shirt was covered in cum. He curled up in a ball, moaning and clutching his sore, spent balls.

Parker and Jack looked down at him.

“Congratulations”, Jack grinned. “This may be the first step towards a healthy relationship.”

Parker bit his lower lip. “I don’t know…”

Jack chuckled. “Trust me, if you play it right, he’ll never deny that you’re his boyfriend again.”

Parker didn’t look convinced.

A little while later, Parker had managed to carry David to the car.

David was moaning, his hands clutching his crotch.

Parker turned to Jack. “Thanks, I guess”, he said with a smile.

“You’re welcome”, Jack replied. “It was nice meeting you. Maybe we’ll see each other again?”

Parker chuckled. “I don’t think I’ll get David to meet you again.”

Jack laughed. “You’re probably right. Anyway, it was fun.”

Parker glanced at David on the passenger seat of his car. “Yeah”, he said slowly. He turned to Jack again. “Good luck with your ballet.”

Jack blinked. “Oh, that.” He chuckled. “Frankly, I lied. There’s not gonna be a new ballet theater.” He grinned. “The construction site I showed you? They’re building an apartment complex down there…”

David turned his head and stared at him. Apparently, his pain was momentarily forgotten.

Jack grinned. “You should have seen your face when I told you about my ‘plans’.” He burst out laughing.

Parker chuckled and got into the car. “Bye”, he said. “And thanks.”

Jack grinned. “Thank you!”

Parker started the engine and drove away.

They drove home without speaking a word.

When they arrived at Parker’s place, Parker looked at David and grinned. “Okay, boyfriend, want to cuddle?”

Wednesday, November 11, 2015

Video links: Boys just wanna have fun (15) - Nutball Edition

I know, I know, I know - we've already had a Nutball Edition in our "Boys just wanna have fun" series. But that seems like ages ago (well, almost six months to be precise)...

You know, nutball might just be the most challenging and intense sport known to mankind. It requires precision and strength, courage and boldness, good aim and bad judgment. But most of all, it requires balls.

Here are a few more of my favorite videos featuring guys throwing balls at each others' nuts.

Tuesday, November 10, 2015

Who is Colin? (updated)

Original date: 11/02/2015

Who is Colin? Well - that may be a good question for most of you, since Colin hasn't made an appearance on this blog for more than seven years. I am working on a story that'll bring him back from the dead, so I thought we could start thinking about how he looks...

Colin is Ben's and Kev's buddy, and he's living in the same dorm. He is 20 years old and has dark blond hair. Like Kev and Ben, he likes to party, and he loves a good nut-shot as much as any college student.

If you want to revisit all of Colin's adventures you find all the stories labelled "Colin" here.)

Now, what do you think he looks like? Feel free to post links to celebrities or porn stars or whatever you like in the comments section. Headshots or nude pictures or fully clothed ones - everything is welcome. Alternatively you can send me pictures or drawings or whatever you like via e-mail ( - if you provide me with the source I'll post them here on the blog.

Thank you!

(Previous picture collections: BenBrandonCalChad, DannyDavid, ErikKevLeoLoganParker, PhilSammy, SimonTristan, the twinsXander and Zach.)

Update 11/04/2015:

Here's an anonymous reader's suggestion:

Jess from
Update 11/07/2015:

Our reader Yannis' suggestion:

Australian actor Mitchell Hope
Update 11/10/2015:

An anonymous reader's suggestion:

Australian singer Dean Geyer
What do you think?