Two pairs of big, fat balls (Tony meets Logan and Zach)

Special thanks to Tony for the idea for this story! If you (yes, I mean you, the one who loves stories about fraternity rituals!) would like to meet the Ballbusting Boys and see yourself in a story please read this post for more details.

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

Featured in this story: Logan and Zach (click for pictures)

“I don’t get it”, Zach mumbled, looking confused.

He was standing in the middle of common room of his fraternity house, surrounded by his frat brothers.

The 20 year old stud was wearing nothing but a skin tight lycra shirt and spandex pants. His body was on full display, and every muscle was clearly outlined. He was built like a Greek statue, very athletic, not an ounce of fat on his beautiful body, with powerful arms and legs. The main difference between him and a statue was the fact that most statues of naked men sported miniscule genitalia where Zach was blessed with an extraordinarily large set of reproductive organs. His dick was meaty and thick, a truly masterful schlong with a sizeable, heavy mushroom head that sat on the enormous shaft like a crown. His balls were fat and plump, two superb globes of magnificent proportions. The spandex pants were bulging obscenely with Zach’s mammoth man meat, giving everybody a very detailed impression of Zach’s most prized possessions.

Video links: Comedy gems (18)

A lot of people have tried to answer the age-old question why nutshots are so funny, and I think it was the great Philip J. Clapp who said, "They just are. Now, what's the capitol of Thailand?"

Here are some more of my favorite nutshot scenes from comedy TV shows, movies and web originals.

The first video is called The Daily Delivery of Ball Punching, and it can only be described as a very surreal comedy (or drama?) about well, a daily delivering of ball punching.

Best of the busts: Best of 2018

2018 has been another great year for this blog, and I want to take the opportunity and have a look at the ten best rated stories on this blog according to your ratings.

Here they are:

Art by Champ: Big balls at the beach (restored)

Originally posted 10/19/2014

This is a little story inspired by the image below created by my friend Champ.

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

Lars adjusted his red speedos that were bulging with his massive, juicy balls and his huge, hard dick. He loved his job.

He loved watching all the hot, skimpily clad young guys strut their stuff and show off their impressive assets. The tall, muscular blond had just started his shift at the lifeguard station, and already his dick was throbbing and his balls were churning with cum.

The sight of a hot, horny stud coming out of the water, his meaty dick barely concealed by the thin fabric of his wet, white swimming trunks that clung to his body like a second skin, brought a smile to Lars’ face. The dripping wet stud was greeted by his buddies, a group of tanned, muscular hunks in their early twenties whose speedos were jam-packed with raging boners and heavy, cum-filled balls.

The stud grabbed the bulging package in his white speedos which had turned almost transparent in the water. He said something that made his buddies roar with laughter before lifting his hands to high-five one of his friends. But instead of slapping his hands, the stud’s buddy delivered what would forever be known as The Greatest Nutcheck Ever in the memory of everyone who witnessed it.

One on one: Xander vs. David

Featured in this story: David, Xander and Alex (click for pictures)

I knew that this was going to be a bad day.

Indeed, it didn’t take more than a minute for the two egotistical titans to clash.

“You take that back!” Xander snapped, glaring at David. “Take that back, you fucking asshole!”

Xander was 23 years old, a spoiled rich brat who had never worked a day in his life. Blond with tastefully applied platinum highlights, wearing a tailored white suit, very expensive looking white oxfords and a white satin shirt, he looked like an angel – but he was pretty close to my personal definition of the devil: arrogant and self-centered, ignorant and cruel, mischievous and irascible.

David was 19 years old, and he looked like the polar opposite of Xander. Dressed entirely in black, with black leather shoes, back pants and a smart black shirt, and with black hair, he looked hot and a little mysterious. He was a professional ballet dancer, and a very successful one at that. Unfortunately, this success had gone to his head. From what I knew he had always been obnoxious, but now he was positively unbearable. When it came to his character traits, David wasn’t the polar opposite of Xander. He was just like him: mean and nasty, selfish and egotistical, vicious and ruthless.

To cut a long story short: Filming with Xander and David was my personal nightmare.

Video links: Boys just wanna have fun (41)

 
Watching young men frolic around and have fun together is a true delight.

Here are some more of my favorite videos featuring guys hitting each other in the nuts just for fun.

The first clip is very mean and very funny. It's called Karate Kocked, and the official description is priceless:

My friend got his nuts kicked in when I told him i developed the perfect way karate chop about anything, including a Big F***ing History Textbook.But instead i took the easy way out and punted him in the dick, aka Karate Kocked him. [...] the sound he made as his future kids became handicap was priceless and makes this video a classic. enjoy

Yes, please, enjoy!

New poll: Favorite character(s)

Artwork created by Champ

From time to time I like to ask you about your favorite characters on my blog. The results won't necessarily upend my plans for future stories but they give me some very appreciated input for my creative process.

The poll is open until mid-February. If you are reading this post on your computer you find the poll in the right column of this blog. If you are reading this post on your mobile device you find the poll at the bottom of this page.

Poll results: Your first visit

Poll results (version 3) - artwork created by Champ

Last month I asked you when you first visited the blog. More than 300 people took part in the poll.

Here are the results:

In the very beginning, more than ten years ago.   6%
More than five years ago.   33%
More than a year ago.   35%
Less than a year ago.   14%
This is my first visit.   12%

Thanks to everybody who told us about their history with this blog! Your feedback means a lot to me!

Art by Champ: Slugger (restored)

This is a little story inspired by the image below created by my friend Champ.

Slugger grinned as he looked at his buddy.

"This bat goes into your hole", he announced with a confident smile as he undid his belt, releasing his fat, thick dick.

It was a prime piece of top-quality meat, a superb fuck stick of massive proportions. And Slugger knew how to use it. He was a notorious butt slammer with a reputation for planting numerous batches of seed inside every hole that he wanted. Most of his buddies had experienced Slugger's breeding qualities first-hand, and some came back for more again and again.

Hurts like team spirit (Andrew meets Logan and Phil)

Special thanks to Andrew for the idea for this story! If you (yes, I mean you, the one who likes to see young men kick balls!) would like to meet the Ballbusting Boys and see yourself in a story please read this post for more details.

Artwork created by Champ

Featured in this story: Logan and Phil (click for pictures)

It had just been a friendly game of soccer, but listening to Andrew it sounded as if his team had just won the world cup.

“I mean, you know, that penalty was just the icing on the cake, right?” Andrew said, a wide grin on his handsome face. “Nobody could have saved that, right?” He was a cocky young man, not necessarily one of brightest, but reasonably well-liked and usually quite affable – except in situations like these, when he couldn’t stop bragging about his victory. “Nobody could have saved that”, he said with a complacent smile. “That was perfect. Just perfect.”

He had been going on for so long that almost everybody had left the locker room except for two members of the opposite team, Phil and Logan.

Showing no sign of slowing down, Andrew looked down at his large feet and chuckled. “I guess my feet were made for soccer.” He wiggled his toes and chuckled. “Size 12 bombers. Just perfect.” He looked at his feet for a moment, lost in thought, a loving sparkle in his eyes. Then he looked up at Phil and smiled. “Do you think I should play soccer for a living?”

Phil stared at him. The 18 years old redhead was a professional soccer player from England who had gone through years of hard training at several elite training facilities that prided themselves to find talented players and turn them into world class soccer sensations. “You are not serious, right?” he said slowly.

“Of course he is not serious”, Logan chimed in, laughing. “He’s just teasing…”