Tuesday, June 28, 2016

Video links: Shock treatment


Have you ever wondered what it feels like to deliver a strong jolt of electricity to your babymakers? I am sure you have. It sounds a bit scary at first, but the longer you think about it--- Well, the longer you think about it, the scarier it sounds. Think of the damage it will do to your ability to father children. Think of the pain it will cause. On the other hand, think of the laughter and the joy it will bring to your buddies when you are lying on the ground, curled up, clutching your goolies and crying for your mommy.

So does it seem like a good idea? Hell yeah!

Here are some of my favorite videos featuring guys getting their testicles shocked.

The title of the first clip is "I'm an ass hole. Nut shock party 2013" and it features a young man getting his balls fried with a taser. His buddy tells him to close his eyes. "That way you don't know when it's hitting. It's better that way." Umm. Yeah. I bet it's much better that way... :-))

There's a fun "post nut shock interview" where the poor victim tells us how it felt worse than a kick in the nuts. Well, at least he got 10 bucks out of it.


Friday, June 24, 2016

Step by step (Derek meets David and Logan)

Special thanks to Derek for the idea for this story! If you (yes, I mean you, the one who is soooo tired of "Nutcracker" jokes but will read this story anyway!) would like to meet the Ballbusting Boys and see yourself in a story please read this post for more details.


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

“Okay, let’s do it one more time”, Derek said. He walked to the far end the large room, his tap dancing shoes clacking on the parquet flooring. The 20 year old dancer was wearing his training clothes, a pair of tight-fitting grey leggings and a loose tank-top that was soaked in sweat. His short black hair was dripping wet from hours of practicing. He took a sip from his bottle of water and sighed.

“I never thought I’d have to do this”, he said. “Tap dancing? I mean, come on!” He rolled his eyes and took another sip from the bottle. “We’re not some vaudeville chicks in a Broadway theater, right?” He looked at his training partner.

“Yeah”, David nodded. “It’s a stupid idea. Swan Lake with a tap dancing interlude?” He let out a bitter laugh. “Just wait for the reviews. They’ll be the end of a certain someone’s career. She’ll never set foot in this theater again.” He shook his head. “Talk about a ‘rising star’. Stupid bitch. She never was that good a director to begin with.”

Derek laughed. “The ‘rising star’ is going down.”

“Can’t wait to see her fail”, David said.

They looked at each other and shared a conspiratorial smile.

The director had chosen Derek and David for the tap dancing interlude because they looked very similar. Both of them were handsome and black haired, with muscular bodies and great looks. They were also the best and most popular dancers of the ballet company.

And they were both arrogant and aggressive, selfish and ambitious. Neither of them felt the need to hide their mean, smug personalities.

Of course, both of them were convinced that they were better than the other. But they found that working together to take their enemies down – or to make fun of people they thought were superior – was more effective than fighting each other. The relationship between Derek and David could almost be characterized as a friendship.

“You ready?” Derek said.

They looked into the wall-to-wall mirror on the opposite end of the room.

19 year old David was dressed similarly to Derek, with grey leggings and a tank top.

“Let’s get it over with”, David sighed.

Derek pushed a button on the remote control and a hideous techno version of Tchaikovsky’s classic music blared from the loudspeakers.

Derek and David rolled their eyes.

On cue, they started dancing.

The choreography was supposed to juxtapose the plot of the ballet, and the director hadn’t been coy about her intentions: She wanted a daring, shocking, vulgar and technically perfect tap dancing performance. Five minutes of tap dancing, choreographed in a way that it incorporated simulated sex, crude gestures and offensive moves.

David and Derek hated it.

They went through the motions, making their way across the room, tapping their feet, waving their hands, grabbing their crotches, pretending to have anal and oral sex, just like the choreography demanded.

When the music stopped, the two handsome dancers were panting heavily.

The sudden silence lasted only a second, though.

Roaring laughter echoed through the room.

“David, is that you?!” came a voice from the door, shaking with laughter. “What the fuck?!”

Derek’s and David’s heads turned toward the door.

Logan was laughing his ass off. The 18 year old high school wrestler was wearing loose sweat pants and a printed shirt that showed off his muscular arms. “This is hilarious!” he snorted, holding his belly. “Can you do that ass-fucking thing again so I can take a picture?”

“Shut up”, David hissed.

“Who’s that?” Derek raised his eyebrows, pointing at Logan.

“An asshole”, David said.

“Obviously”, Derek chuckled. “Do you know him?”

“Barely”, David said.

Logan was walking towards them. “This is what you do all day?” he laughed. He ran his hand through his blond hair and shook his head. “Unbelievable.”

“What are you doing here?” David barked.

“Does it matter?” Logan grinned.

“This is private property”, David poked his finger at Logan’s muscular chest. “Get the fuck out.”

“Not until I’ve taken a picture”, Logan grinned. “I’m sure the guys at the studio will love it.”

David’s eyes narrowed.

Logan smiled. “Are you rehearsing for a strip show? I thought you were doing ballet.” He chuckled. “Need some money on the side?”

Derek raised his eyebrows. “Shut up, asshole. Get out of here. Now.”

Logan chuckled and gave him the once-over. “Nice legs, sweetie.” He winked at Derek. “You might want to do something about the bulge, though. Stuff a sock into your pants or something.” He turned to David. “You know how that works, don’t you?”

Derek and David looked at each other.

“Come on”, Logan grinned. “I’m just pulling your legs.”

David turned to him, a cold smile on his face. “You know”, he said calmly. “Maybe we can show you a few steps. Get your phone out so you can take a picture.”

Logan grinned and reached into his pocket. “You’re a good sport, man.”

“Yeah”, David said icily.

Logan held the phone in front of him. “Okay. I’m ready.”

“Derek”, David turned to his friend. “Why don’t you go first. We were training for Swan Lake, but maybe you can show him a move from another Tchaikovsky ballet.”

Derek’s face lit up. “You mean...”

David grinned and nodded.

“It’s my favorite”, Derek grinned.

David let out a laugh. “Yeah, mine too.”

Derek turned to Logan who was holding the camera phone at him.

“Okay”, Logan grinned. “Show me some steps.”

Without a word, Derek drew his leg back and snap-kicked Logan’s crotch. The instep of his shiny tap dancing shoe connected with the impressive bulge in Logan’s sweat pants, flattening it and crunching his nuts hard.

Logan froze.

The phone dropped to the ground as he let out a long, wheezing groan.

“Good one”, David grinned.

“Thanks”, Derek chuckled. He smiled at Logan. “Do you want some more?”

Logan coughed, rubbing his crotch. “No, thanks”, he whispered hoarsely. “I’ve had enough.”

“Aww”, David said with an icy smile. “Don’t be shy. I’m sure Derek is more than happy to show you some more steps. Right, Derek?”

“Sure”, Derek grinned and brought his leg back again.

Logan looked up, his face contorted in pain. He opened his mouth to protest but all that came out was a high-pitched yelp when Derek’s foot snapped up between Logan’s thighs, the pointy tip crushing Logan’s tender babymakers.

“Ooooh”, David cringed in mock-sympathy as Logan doubled over in pain. He turned to Derek and the two handsome dancers high-fived, grinning from ear to ear.

Logan was groaning in pain, clutching his aching nuggets, his face a mask of pain.

“He’s got powerful legs, doesn’t he?” David grinned.

Logan nodded quickly, his eyes clenched shut. “Very powerful”, he mumbled in a strained voice.

“This is a pretty great way to let off some steam”, Derek grinned. “Hold his arms behind his back for me, okay?”

“My pleasure”, David chuckled and stepped behind Logan.

“Listen, guys”, Logan groaned. “Maybe you’re right. Maybe I should just go and---“

David’s foot came up between Logan’s thighs from behind, crushing his nuts into his body and making Logan scream in pain.

“Nope”, David grinned a Logan doubled over, clutching his gonads.

“Let me show you a couple more steps”, Derek smiled.

David grabbed Logan’s arms and held them behind his back.

“This is the scuffle”, Derek announced before kicking Logan’s nuts hard.

The handsome high school wrestler screamed in agony as his precious plums were turned into damson purée.

“And this is the riffle”, Derek grinned, smashing Logan’s balls with the tip of his foot.

Logan let out a high-pitched wail as his nuts were flattened like pancakes.

“You know”, David said with a wide smile, “maybe he should lie down.”

“Great idea”, Derek chuckled as David kicked Logan’s knee pit, making him collapse on the ground.

Once there, David made Logan lie on his back. The muscular dancer was straddling Logan’s upper body, his knees resting on Logan’s arms, his ass smothering Logan’s face, his hands holding Logan’s feet apart.

Derek stood between Logan’s spread legs and grinned. “Here we go”, he chuckled and started tap dancing, smashing Logan’s balls with every kick. Again and again and again and again, Derek crunched Logan’s nuts in rapid succession.

David and Derek were laughing their asses off as Logan screamed from the top of his lungs.

After five minutes of dancing and more than a hundred kicks and stomps to Logan’s nuts, Derek stopped to catch his breath.

Logan was whimpering and moaning.

“Do the shuffle-hop-step”, David grinned. “He’ll love that.”

“Alright”, Derek chuckled, wiping his sweaty brow with his arm. “But first let’s get rid of his pants.” He yanked Logan’s sweat pants down, revealing his bare genitals.

Derek’s dance steps had left their marks. Logan’s nuts were fiery red and severely swollen, and his dick didn’t look any better.

“Ooooooooh”, David cooed in a mocking voice.

“Tap dancing is hard”, Derek mused.

The two dancers burst out laughing.

Logan let out a muffled grunt.

“Oh shut up”, Derek said, driving his foot into Logan’s naked nuts and eliciting a soprano squeal that made David and Derek laugh out loud.

“Kick them some more”, David encouraged his partner.

Derek didn’t have to be told twice. He rammed his foot into Logan’s nutsack again and again, crushing its contents hard.

“What about a little stomp?” Derek suggested.

“Can’t hurt, can it?” David grinned. “Oh, wait…”

Derek laughed and raised his foot before stomping down hard. Logan’s swollen balls were squashed flat under Derek’s sole, and the handsome dancer made sure to twist his foot, eliciting all kinds of funny noises from Logan while his nuts were flattened like pancakes.

“Look at his fucking dick”, David laughed, nodding at Logan’s dick that was starting to fatten and rise.

“That’s what good dancing does”, Derek grinned. “It stimulates you.” He pulled his foot up and sent it crashing down again, squishing Logan’s bloated balls flat against the cold parquet floor.

“That’s some fucking good stimulation”, David chuckled, watching Logan’s dick grow harder and harder.

“Well, I’m a fucking good dancer”, Derek shrugged before stomping Logan’s nuts once more with all the force he could muster.

Logan screamed from the top of his lungs.

“I’ll say”, David grinned.

Logan’s cock was rock hard and leaking precum as Derek crunched his nuts energetically, delivering stomp after nut-shattering stomp to Logan’s rapidly swelling testicles.

Logan’s dick was twitching heavily, swinging from side to side with every kick.

“I think we’re close to the climax”, David laughed.

“Yeah, the grand finale”, Derek chimed in.

“Come on, kick the cum out of his fucking nuts”, David laughed.

Logan was grunting and groaning and panting heavily.

“Three!” Derek brought his leg back and kicked Logan’s crotch hard. The tip of his foot connected with Logan’s left nut, compressing the swollen orb to a fraction of its diameter.

Logan squealed like a pig in the slaughterhouse.

“Two!” Derek aimed for Logan’s right nut with his next kick, and it connected perfectly. The big, bloated testicle was flattened into Logan’s body.

Logan’s eyes filled with tears and his mouth opened wide in a silent scream.

“One!” Derek and David yelled in unison, just as Derek’s foot connected with both of Logan’s babymakers.

Logan’s scream went from silent to loud and clear, filling them room with an ear-piercing, high-pitched, barely human sound, as Logan’s dick erupted with a violent spurt of cum that shot up into the air, almost hitting the ceiling.

“Yay!” Derek and David cheered as Logan’s precious baby batter shot out of his cock.

“Look at that pathetic cock”, David said with a contemptuous chuckle.

Jet after jet of cum was sputtering out of Logan’s dick, a fountain of creamy spunk forcibly extracted from his swollen, pulsing spuds.

“Fucking loser”, Derek sneered before kicking Logan’s busy balls once more, making the handsome blond scream from the top of his lungs.

The kick forced another violent jet of cum out of Logan’s nuts before the flood subsided.

David got up and straightened his clothes. He spotted several cum stains on his tank top and on his leggings, and he let out a disgusted grunt. “Fucking bastard”, he growled, stepping between Logan’s thighs and bringing his heel down on Logan’s spent, sore nuggets, crushing them flat under his sole.

Logan let out a shrill squeal. A few more drops of cum trickled out of his dick as David twisted his heel, viciously grinding Logan’s nuts.

Derek spotted Logan’s phone on the ground and picked it up. “You wanted to take a picture, didn’t you?” he said with a mean grin, pointing the camera at Logan. “Here you are.”

David stepped away, allowing Logan to curl up in a little ball. He was covered in his own cum, his dick spent and red, his balls almost ridiculously swollen and bruised.

“Now get out before we show you a couple more steps”, Derek said with an icy smile, handing Logan his phone.

Logan let out a whimper and crawled out of the room, defeated and humiliated.

David looked at Derek. “This was kinda fun”, he chuckled.

“Yeah, I definitely needed a break”, Derek chimed in. “We should do this more often.”

“Maybe we can get that fucking loser to come again tomorrow?” David suggested.

Derek chuckled. “That fucking loser won’t cum again anytime soon…”

They burst out laughing.

“Okay, let’s get back to work”, David sighed.

Derek nodded.

They walked back to the far end of the room and Derek pushed a button on the remote control, starting the hideous tap dancing music again.

Wednesday, June 22, 2016

Video links: Comedy gems (6)


Evolution is funny. I'm pretty sure that it was pretty clear very early on that testicles are the biggest joke someone could come up with. And yet we're still walking around with them dangling vulnerably between our thighs. According to a very reliable statistic that I just made up, every two seconds a pair of testicles gets hurt somewhere on this planet. According to the same statistic, that incident is followed by at least thirty-three seconds of laughter. Maybe that's how it's supposed to be. Maybe testicles are meant to bring joy and laughter to the world.

Anyway, here are some of my favorite scripted comedy scenes involving testicular trauma.

First up is one of my all-time favorites. It's a skit featuring Disc League player and trick shot performer Brodie Smith and some of his friends, and it's bizarre, painful and nut-crunchingly funny. Apart from the fact that some of the Frisbee tricks are pretty amazing from a technical standpoint, the setting and the dry humor make it an outstanding piece of comedy.


Wednesday, June 15, 2016

Taking a break


I'll be away for a week - no phone, no computer, no email, no internet. Usually I have a couple of stories written in advance to keep up with my schedule but I have hit a dry spell recently so there'll be no updates until next Wednesday. I hope this little vacation will recharge my batteries...

In the meantime, tell me your ideas for the Special Guest Star story and tell me what kind of naughty things you'd like to see when Justin Bieber meets the Ballbusting Boys! I'll have a look at your suggestions as soon as I'm back...

See you again next week! :-))


New poll: What kind of ballbusting stories do you like?


More than a year ago I asked you about your opinion on different kinds of ballbusting stories: Do you enjoy competitions and games, fights and combats, playful fun and pranks, aggressive and one-sided humiliation, accidental mishaps, foreplay between lovers, or forced sex and torture.

Back then, the results were all over the map and I have been trying to mix things up in my stories to give everybody what they want.

Now I've added a new poll, asking the same question. I'm curious whether the results will be the same or if your preferences have changed over time.

The poll is open until July 15th. 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.

Thank you!

Poll results: Special Guest Star 5





Last month we entered the final round in our search for the next Special Guest Star. More than 1,779 votes have been counted - which is an absolutely amazing number and an all-time record for this blog. Apparently you feel very passionate about this... :-))

Thanks to everybody who voted in the poll!

For a while, it looked like it was going to be a three-way race between Justin Bieber, Nick Jonas and the team of Grant Gustin and Stephen Amell in an Arrow/The Flash Special Edition. In the end, Justin and Nick turned it into a two-way race.

Here are the results:

Justin Timberlake   0.5%
Chris Evans   3%
Flash vs. Arrow Edition: Grant Gustin and Stephen Amell   14% 
Nick Jonas   40.5%
Justin Bieber   42% 


So Justin Bieber's the winner, with a winning margin of 31 votes. Congratulations! :-))

Now, as always, I need your help: What are your ideas for the story? Which of our boys do you want to see in it? Would you like to see Justin bash some balls or would you like to see him get his nuts crushed? Or both?

Let me know by leaving a comment or sending me an email (alex@ballbustingboys.org)!

Thank you!

Monday, June 13, 2016

Video links: DIY


The French author Charles-Guillaume Étienne once said, "If you want something done right, do it yourself." And I'm pretty sure what Monsieur Étienne was talking about: trashing testicles. Why go through the hassle of having a friend kick you in the nuts when you are perfectly capable of crushing your nuts on your own?

Here are a couple of my favorite videos of guys heeding Monsieur Étienne's advice and kicking their own balls.

The guy in the first video kicks himself in the nuts wearing just boxers. What I love most about the clip is that he admits he missed his nuts the first three time before trying again and succeeding. It's a good thing he's an honest young man - but it's pretty easy to tell when he gets it right because of the smacking sound his balls make when hit my his heel... Good job!

Friday, June 10, 2016

Family affairs: Safety first

Special thanks to our reader Jimmy for coming up with the idea for this story! Unfortunately I have been very busy lately so this story a comparatively short...


Previous part:
Crazy cousins

Daddy's boy

“They are gonna be here any minute”, Logan’s father Bradley grinned.

Logan chuckled. “Yeah, thanks again for inviting them, dad”, he said, his voice speaking volumes. Logan loved his cousins Caleb and Jayden – but he loved his testicles just as much, and they were usually crushed when the cousins left him.

Bradley smiled at his son. “You know how much your cousins adore you, son. They love to spend time with you.” He let out a laugh. “I just hope you’re well-protected this time.”

Logan ran his hand through his blond hair. The 18 year old high school senior was wearing loose basketball shorts and a wide t-shirt. He looked down at his crotch and put his hands on his hips, all but inviting his dad to hit him in the balls. “Sure.”

His father chuckled and smacked Logan in the crotch with the back of his hand. Instead of crunching Logan’s nuts, Bradley’s fingers connected with the hard plastic of a protective cup.

Logan grinned at his father. “See?” he chuckled. “Nothing to worry about.” He knocked his knuckles on the cup. “The boys are safe.” He winked at his father. “You can look forward to having grandkids.”

Bradley laughed. “Good.”

“Are you wearing a cup as well, dad?” Logan asked.

Bradley chuckled. “Why?” He adjusted his crotch. “Caleb and Jayden don’t go after these old nuts…”

Logan nodded slowly. “Yeah, they don’t.” He smiled at his father. “But I do.” With that, he planted a well-placed kick between his father’s thighs, flattening the bulge in his jeans and making Bradley double over in pain.

He let out a surprised yelp, followed by a wheezing groan.

“How are those old nuts feeling, dad?” Logan chuckled.

“Crushed”, Bradley whispered in a strained voice.

Logan laughed. “Aw, I’m so sorry”, he said in a mocking voice.

“Tell that to your mom”, Bradley groaned, rubbing his crotch. “I better recharge her vibrator for tonight…” He looked at his son and laughed weakly.

The door bell rang. Logan turned on his heels and went to get the door.

When he opened it, Caleb and Jayden jumped at him, cheering and laughing.

Caleb was 10 years old, and his brother Jayden was two years his junior. They were both blond, with bright blue eyes.

“Logaaaaan!” they both screamed in unison, hugging their 18 year old cousin.

“Welcome!” Logan laughed.

After a little snack, they went into the garden to play some baseball.

The sun was shining and it was a beautiful day.

Logan was glad he wore the protective cup because there were more than a couple of instances where a ball hit him right in the junk, followed by riotous laughter from the boys.

Logan let them have their fun, making funny faces and letting out high-pitched squeals and joking about his injured manhood, even though the nutshots didn’t really hurt him.

Caleb and Jayden were delighted by Logan’s exaggerated reactions, laughing at his jokes and making fun about him when he fell to his knees, his eyes crossed, his mouth forming a little O, muttering something like “Oh, my baseballs!” in a Micky Mouse voice.

He even let them take turns bashing him in his well-protected groin with the baseball bat, eliciting roars of laughter from the boys.

After lunch, they watched a movie. It was some kind of silly comedy with a nonsensical plot and horrible actors that relied on cheap jokes and toilet humor.

The boys loved it.

When the movie was over, they went to Logan’s room.

“Can we play a game?” Jayden asked.

“Sure”, Logan grinned.

They were sitting on the ground in the middle of the room.

“We’ve looked up some games on the internet”, Caleb said.

“Okay”, Logan chuckled. “What do you wanna play.”

“Do you know Rock Paper Nuts?” Caleb giggled.

Logan laughed. “Sure. But you don’t want to play that with me.”

“Why not?” Jayden asked.

“Because I’m much stronger than you”, Logan grinned. “If I hit you in your boy bits there’ll be nothing left.”

“That’s why we made up some new rules”, Caleb smiled.

“Okay?” Logan said, raising his eyebrows.

“Jayden and I play Rock Paper Scissors”, Caleb explained, “and the winner gets to kick you in the nuts!”

Logan pretended to think about that for a moment.

His cousins watched him expectantly.

“You’d like that, huh?” Logan grinned.

“Yeah!” Jayden and Caleb cheered.

“You’d like to crush my nuts and hear me talk in a high-pitched voice, huh?” Logan chuckled.

“Yeah!” Jayden and Caleb cheered, clapping their hands.

Logan sighed. He got up and stretched his arms and legs. “Alright, let’s play Rock Paper Nuts.”

The boys went wild.

“Calm down”, Logan laughed. “It’s only a pair of nuts…” He adjusted his crotch, making sure that the cup was protecting his goods. He spread his legs and smiled at his cousins.

Caleb won the first round and kicked Logan in the groin as hard as he could.

Logan certainly felt the kick, but the protective cup did a good job, and it was only a mild discomfort instead of the stomach-churning agony that usually followed a good, hard kick in the nuts.

But Logan knew what his cousins expected, and his reaction drew cheers and laughter from the boys. His knees met, his eyes crossed, and he let out a high-pitched, “My poor nuts!”

Then it was Jayden’s turn, and Logan didn’t disappoint, squealing and cupping his crotch, sinking to his knees and whimpering, “Oh no! You hit them both!”

A dozen kicks and several hilarious one-liners later, Caleb landed a blow that caused a different kind of reaction.

His foot caught the edge of the cup and made it slip over Logan’s left nut, squishing the tender nugget flat.

Logan froze. He let out a dry cough as the pain exploded from his tortured testicle. “That was a good one”, he whispered hoarsely.

The boys cheered and laughed.

But Logan wasn’t acting. “I think I have to sit down for a moment”, he mumbled, but his cousins had already continued playing, and Jayden kicked his crotch hard, hitting Logan’s exposed nut dead-on, squashing it between the hard plastic cup and Jayden’s foot.

“Oh god!” Logan screamed, doubling over, his hands on his knees, as waves of pain washed through his body.

The boys laughed and clapped their hands, laughing and cheering.

Caleb ran around his older cousin and kicked him in the nuts from behind. His foot connected with Logan’s exposed testicle, and made the cup slip further up, crunching his right nut and causing it to free itself as well.

Logan screamed from the top of his lungs.

“I wanna try it, too!” Jayden exclaimed, joining his brother behind Logan’s back and planting a solid kick between Logan’s thighs, hitting Logan’s freely dangling spuds with his instep and flattening them like pancakes.

“Fuuuck!” Logan wailed, sinking to his knees, his ass pointing up. His mind was exploding with pain.

“Spread your legs, we can’t kick your nuts!” Caleb yelled cheerfully.

Logan groaned and pressed his thighs together. “Oh god, give me a moment, I---“

Caleb’s foot connected with Logan’s ass. Due to the cup malfunction, though, Logan’s exposed nuts were wedged between the edge of the cup and his ass, and Caleb’s kick was right on target.

The twelve-year-old’s foot smashed Logan’s nuts against his body, making Logan scream from the top of his lungs.

Taking a cue from his brother, Jayden aimed for the curious bulge in Logan’s basketball shorts as well, hitting both of Logan’s exposed spuds with a kick that brought tears to Logan’s eyes.

Again and again the boys kicked Logan’s nuts as hard as they could, laughing and cheering at Logan’s hilarious reactions that grew louder and shriller with every kick.

Suddenly, the door to Logan’s room opened and Bradley’s head appeared.

“What’s going on in here?” Logan’s father asked, chuckling.

His son collapsed on the ground, groaning and moaning.

Caleb grinned. “We’re playing Rock Paper Nuts with Logan’s nuts!”

Bradley chuckled. “Really?”

Jayden and Caleb nodded, beaming with joy.

“Well, your mom’s here so you’ll have to continue playing next time”, Bradley grinned.

“Bye, Logan”, the boys said casually, running out of the room.

“Bye, boys”, Logan croaked.

His father watched him, grinning from ear to ear.

Logan looked up, his face contorted in pain. “What?”

“Looks like it didn’t work”, Bradley chuckled.

Logan nodded slowly, groaning as he got up, standing bow-legged and grimacing in pain. “Looks like they slipped out”, he moaned.

“Ouch”, Bradley grimaced in sympathy.

“Yeah”, Logan croaked.

His father pointed at Logan’s crotch. “So they’re dangling there, all vulnerable?”

Logan grimaced. “Yeah.”

“Good”, Bradley said matter-of-factly.

Logan blinked.

Before he had a chance to react, Bradley’s foot smashed into his groin, catching his exposed nuts and flattening them like pancakes.

Logan’s mouth opened and he let out a high-pitched yodel, making him sound like a Swiss school girl at a singing contest.

His father burst out laughing as Logan collapsed on the ground, clutching his crotch and kicking his legs, trying to ease the pain radiating from his crushed testicles.

Bradley chuckled. “I hope Ashley’s vibrator is charged. She won’t have any fun with you tonight…” Laughing, he closed the door, leaving Logan behind.

Wednesday, June 8, 2016

Video links: Squeeze play (2)


Judging from the reactions I got after last month's Squeeze play 1 post, you really enjoy seeing guys squish each others' nards with their bare hands. Well, who could blame you. Squeezing testicles is a very effective and enjoyable way of telling your friends, "I like you, but I don't think you should father children..."

Here are some more of my favorite ball squeezing videos.

Let's start with a clip from a 1978 movie called "The Boys in Company C". A soldier's balls get squeezed by his superior ("Do you like your nuts?!" - "Yeah!" - "Do you want them?" - "Shit yeah!" - "Do you wanna keep them?!" - "Yeah!") before he teaches the company a valuable life lesson by telling them to grab their balls.


Monday, June 6, 2016

Best of the busts: May 2016


Can you believe it? It's June already! It's time to have a look at last months posts and how you liked them. With our five star rating system you can leave your feedback at the bottom of each post, rating it on a scale from awful (1 star) to excellent (5 stars).

I encourage you to use that feature and rate the posts. It helps me find out what you like and enables me to give you more of the same. In addition, you can always leave a comment or send me an email (alex@ballbustingboys.org) - I really appreciate your feedback!

Now let's have a look at last month's posts. If you haven't read every single one of them you might want to check out one of the top picks...

The three top rated stories of May 2016:

average rating: 4.60 (25 votes)














average rating: 4.39 (33 votes)














average rating: 3.56 (25 votes)














The three top rated "Video links" posts of January 2016:
Squeeze play (1): 4.57 (14 votes)
Nutball mania (1): 4.45 (11 votes)
Kiss or kick (2): 4.13 (8 votes)

Honorable mention (for posts that don't fall into either category):
Final poll: Special Guest Star 5: 4.71 (7 votes)
It's a pretty interesting race between Nick Jonas, Justin Bieber and the team of Grant Gustin and Stephen Amell ("Flash vs. Arrow Edition"). First, Justin lead the field for a couple of days, then Grant and Stephen took over for a short time. Now Nick is leading Justin by 3 percentage points. I'm pretty sure it's not over, yet...
Remember: The poll is open until June 14th - don't forget to vote! (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.)
Mean machines: Under construction: 4.44 (9 votes)
I have received some awesome suggestions so far - keep them coming! :-))

My personal pick:
Daddy's boy. I wrote it together with our reader Cal, and we had a great time writing it. I always enjoy collaborations, and this one was no exception. I hope we'll work together on a new story in the future!

Another story I want to mention is Who needs two? (Tyler meets Ben), which seems to be one of the more controversial pieces on this blog. There have been a couple of very favorable comments but the rating is split: The average vote is 3.33 (30 votes) - but none of you rated it "average" (3 stars). In fact, it got 12 "excellent" votes (5 stars) and 10 "awful" votes (1 star), indicating that some of you hated the story and some of you loved it. Very interesting.

And what's your personal pick?
What's your favorite story of May 2016? And what did you like about it? Let me know so I can give you more of the same!

Just leave a comment or send me an email (alex@ballbustingboys.org).

And don't forget to rate the posts. It's just one click. :-)

Friday, June 3, 2016

Used (Kris meets Logan)

Special thanks to Kris for the idea for this story! If you (yes, I mean you, the one who enjoys a good, hard fuck!) would like to meet the Ballbusting Boys and see yourself in a story please read this post for more details.



Warning: Contains graphic homosexuality.

“Nice to meet you”, Logan smiled politely. The 18 year old high school wrestler was wearing a tight-fitting pair of blue briefs that matched the color of his eyes and looked fantastic on him.

“Likewise”, Kris replied, smiling back at Logan. Kris was one year older than Logan, with black hair and a very muscular body.

Logan ran his hand through his blond hair and eyed his partner.

Kris was bigger and taller than him, his muscles were more defined and his arms and legs were big and strong. His underwear was red, and it looked like it was a little bit too tight for Kris’ massive equipment. His big, fat balls and his thick, long cock were outlined in the fabric.

In most cases, “hung like a horse” was an exaggeration, a humorous figure of speech. In Kris’ case it was an understatement. I was pretty sure that his mighty schlong was bigger than an average horse’s penis…

I looked at the two handsome hunks and smiled.

Kris was an amateur porn producer. I had watched a couple of videos and most of them were very straight-forward: It usually started with a handsome young man smiling into the camera, and it usually ended with the same young man gasping for breath and covered in cum, his face sweaty and red, his ass hole sore and gaping open. In between, there was a lot of hard face fucking, and even more ass pounding.

In the videos, Kris was a mean, rough top. In private, though, he was one of the most kind and gentle people I had ever met.

When he asked me if I was interested in a collaboration, I didn’t have to think twice. I sent him a couple of pictures of our models, and Logan was his first choice. Apparently Logan’s great looks and his attractive body were perfect for the kind of rough and raw treatment that Kris was going to deal out.

I remember getting an email from Kris: “Do you think he can take it?”

My answer was simple: “I don’t know. Let’s find out.”

Now we were in the studio, preparing for the shoot.

Logan didn’t seem to be too nervous. He probably hadn’t checked the links I had sent him.

Logan himself was blessed with a nice, big dick and a hefty pair of plums but it was quite obvious, even in their limp states inside their tight-fitting briefs, that Kris’ massive tool dwarfed Logan’s cock just like Kris’ body dwarfed Logan’s body.

“I’ve been looking forward to this”, Kris smiled.

“Yeah, me too”, Logan chuckled. “I’ve seen a couple of your videos. I really like them.”

I raised my eyebrows.

Kris laughed. “You do?”

“Sure”, Logan continued, a wide smile on his face. “You’re great at what you do.”

I scratched my head.

Kris chuckled. “Well, thanks. I didn’t think you’d enjoy the videos. I mean, they are a bit… well… special…”

“You think so?” Logan shrugged. “I don’t know. I really enjoyed them.”

I cleared my throat. “Erm, Logan – you didn’t watch the videos I sent you, did you?”

Logan turned to me. “Of course I did”, he said. He turned to Kris and smiled. “They’re great.”

“Okay”, I said slowly. “So you’re okay with everything Kris is going to do to you?”

Logan blinked. “What do you mean?”

I looked at Kris and we both burst out laughing.

Logan looked at us, smiling sheepishly. “Guys, what’s so funny?”

“Nothing”, I chuckled. “You’re in for a little surprise…”

Logan raised his eyebrows and looked at Kris.

“I’m going to fuck you”, Kris said casually. “First I’m going to crush your nuts, them I’m going to ram my cock down your throat and facefuck you until your tonsils are raw, and then I’m going to turn you around and pound your hole.”

Logan gulped.

“You didn’t watch the videos”, I said.

“Nope”, Logan mumbled.

Kris sighed. “I’d like to tell you that I’ll be gentle. But that would be a lie.”

Logan nodded slowly.

“I’m going to destroy your hole”, Kris smiled. “You won’t be able to sit down for a week.”

Logan continued nodding.

“To top it all off I’m going to give you a nice cream filling”, Kris winked at Logan.

Logan cleared his throat. “Sounds… interesting…” He scratched his head. “So… I was thinking… Maybe we can change a few things?”

Kris smiled at him. “What do you have in mind?”

Logan gulped. “The nut crushing.”

Kris nodded slowly. “What about it.”

Logan smiled weakly. “My girlfriend and I… well… You know, we haven’t had sex for a while and---“

“You’d like me to leave your testicles intact”, Kris smiled.

Logan’s eyes lit up and he nodded eagerly. “Yeah, that’d be awesome.”

Kris chuckled. “Sorry, no can do.”

Logan grimaced. “You sure?”

“Yeah”, Kris said with an apologetic smile. “Sorry.”

Logan bit his lower lip. “Okay, so… Okay, maybe you can go easy on me when you fuck my throat or pound my hole?”

Kris chuckled. “Sorry.”

“Yeah, I thought so”, Logan mumbled. “It was just a question, you know.”

“Sure”, Kris smiled. “Anything else?”

Logan scratched his head. “The cream filling?” he said weakly.

Kris didn’t say a word. He just smiled at Logan.

Logan laughed nervously. “Okay, non-negotiable, I get it”, he chuckled. “You’re gonna fill me up good.”

Kris laughed. “You got it.”

Logan sighed and raised his arms in defeat. “Okay, I guess we’re ready to st---“

Kris interrupted him by slamming his knee up between Logan’s thighs, ramming his tender nuts into his body and knocking the wind out of his lungs. “Yeah, we start right now.”

Logan’s eyes bulged and his cheeks puffed as his nuts were flattened like pancakes. He let out an almost inaudible groan. “Yup”, he whispered. “Got it.”

Kris reached around Logan and grabbed his underwear by the waistband, pulling it up and giving Logan a major wedgie. As a side effect, Logan’s nuts were pressed against his body, and Kris took advantage of the situation by bringing his knee up once again, crushing poor Logan’s trapped nuts, making him scream in agony. Again and again, Kris’ knee connected with Logan’s precious genitals, mercilessly grinding them against his body.

A huge grin on his handsome face, Kris yanked Logan up by his underwear, lifting him off the ground, his legs kicking, his mouth wide open.

Kris’ knee slammed into Logan’s nuts once more, crushing his testicles and eliciting a long, high pitched wail.

With a loud ripping sound, Logan’s underwear ripped apart and he dropped to the ground, bare naked.

Kris was holding Logan’s shredded underwear. “That was easy”, he chuckled and threw the useless piece of ripped fabric away.

The big, muscular stud looked down at Logan who was curled up on the ground, naked and vulnerable, groaning in pain.

Kris grinned and took off his underwear, releasing his huge, hard cock that smacked against his abs. Drips of precum rained down onto Logan.

Logan looked up, his eyes widening at the sight of Kris’ mammoth monster. “Oh my god”, he whispered. He turned around and tried to crawl away but Kris went after him, reaching between his thighs and grabbing Logan’s nutsack from behind.

“Not so fast”, Kris chuckled, squishing Logan’s big, juicy plums with his strong hand.

Logan screamed in pain as he was dragged back by his balls, the skin of his scrotum stretching as Kris crushed his nuts between his fingers.

Kris yanked Logan’s nuts up sharply, lifting Logan’s legs off the ground, before throwing a mean, hard punch at Logan’s trapped balls, flattening them into his palm and making Logan wail in agony.

“Time for some action”, Kris grinned, letting go of Logan’s nuts. He whirled Logan around and grabbed his head with both of his hands, pulling Logan toward his raging erection. “Open wide, buddy…”

Logan’s scream turned into a muffled whimper as Kris’ thick, fat cock entered his mouth. Logan looked up at Kris, his eyes wide open and filled with blank despair as his mouth was filled to capacity with Kris’ oversized schlong.

The huge head of Kris’ enormous cock tickled Logan’s tonsils – and his dick wasn’t even halfway inside.

Logan was struggling, fighting back against Kris, but the muscular stud pulled Logan’s head closer and closer to his body, forcing his extralarge cock further and further down Logan’s throat.

It slipped past his tonsils, and Logan gagged and coughed, his eyes watering, his cheeks puffing as his head was speared by Kris’ gigantic dong.

“There you go”, Kris smiled, shoving his dick further and further down Logan’s throat.

Logan retched and struggled, but Kris held his head in his strong hands.

“Shut up”, Kris grinned before pulling Logan’s head against his body, sinking his dick all the way in. Logan let out a muffled yelp as his nose touched Kris’ pubes and Kris’ massive balls smacked against his neck.

Then Kris started fucking Logan’s face. Instead of moving his hips, he moved Logan’s head back and forth, basically jerking himself off with Logan’s throat. “Yeah, that’s it, buddy”, Kris chuckled, closing his eyes and moaning in pleasure as his mammoth cock slipped in and out of Logan’s head.

Logan made all kinds of funny noises, retching and gagging, coughing and spitting, his neck bulging obscenely whenever the fat head of Kris’ cock moved past his tonsils.

“Yeah”, Kris moaned, shoving his dick deep down Logan’s throat before smacking Logan’s neck where his dick head was outlined with the palm of his hand.

Finally, he pulled his cock out of Logan’s mouth, allowing the handsome blond to catch his breath for a brief moment. Drool was running down Logan’s neck and he was panting heavily. His hair was wet with sweat and he looked exhausted and beat.

“Ready for round two?” Kris grinned.

Before Logan had a chance to answer, Kris grabbed him and pushed him to the ground, making him lie on his back and climbing on top of him so they were in a sixty-nine position.

But a mutual blowjob was not was Kris had in mind.

He rammed his cock into Logan’s mouth and started fucking his face while grabbing Logan’s nuts in one hand, holding them in place, and balling his other hand into a fist.

Kris’ knuckles smashed into Logan’s nuts, crushing them flat, while his cock was drilling Logan’s mouth.

Again and again, Kris punched Logan’s mouth, eliciting muffled screams from Logan that turned into retching and gagging noises as he fucked Logan’s throat deep and hard.

Despite being used like a cheap sex doll, Logan’s dick was rock hard and leaking precum that formed a puddle on his six pack abs.

“Fuck yeah”, Kris grunted, smashing Logan’s nuts with his fist while fucking Logan’s face. “Give me your fucking load!”

Logan’s nuts were swelling rapidly as Kris pounded them with his fist. He ground his knuckles into the tender flesh.

Kris’ cock was lodged deep inside Logan’s throat as Logan’s balls were squished and squashed by Kris’ strong hands.

Suddenly, Logan’s dick erupted with a huge spurt of cum that splattered into Kris’ face.

“Fuck!” Kris yelled, Logan’s cum dripping from his nose. He threw an extra hard punch at Logan’s busy balls as his dick shot jet after jet of creamy cum.

At the same time, Kris unloaded the contents of his own massive balls deep inside Logan’s throat, filling him up with his creamy cum.

Kris pulled his dick out of Logan’s mouth in the middle of his orgasm, coating Logan’s face in a thick layer of cream as Logan gasped for breath. Jets of cum landed in Logan’s eyes and in his hair.

Kris wiped his own face with the back of his arm before scooping up some of Logan’s cum and turning him around so that he was facing the ground.

He spread Logan’s ass cheeks and jammed two of his cum-coated fingers into Logan’s hole, lubing it up for the final act.

Logan was panting and moaning, his face contorted in pain. His eyes were burning, his throat was sore, and his nuts were bruised and swollen.

“Oh god”, Logan croaked as Kris finger-fucked his hole.

Kris chuckled. “How do you like it so far?” he asked while stretching Logan’s hole, preparing it for his huge cock.

“I love it”, Logan dead-panned, his face a mask of pain. “You’re very---“

Kris reached between Logan’s legs and grabbed his nuts, pulling them back so they were flat on the ground next to his hard cock. Then he punched them hard, flattening them against the cold floor.

Logan screamed from the top of his lungs.

Facing Logan’s legs and sitting on his back, Kris lined up his rock-hard cock with Logan’s hole.

It looked far too small to accommodate Kris’ massive monster of a dick.

“This is gonna hurt a little”, Kris chuckled, smacking Logan’s hole with the head of his cock.

“Oh, really?” Logan croaked.

Kris laughed and punched Logan’s nuts.

“Fuuuck!” Logan squealed.

Kris rammed his cock into Logan’s hole, making him scream even louder. He started fucking Logan’s ass deep and hard, sinking his cock balls-deep into Logan’s ass while punching his swollen balls again and again, grinding them into the hard floor.

“Fuck, you’re tight”, Kris grunted. “Fucking tight little hole…”

Logan was screaming and wailing, his eyes clenched shut, his mouth wide open, Kris cum smeared across his face, as his ass was pounded like never before while his nuts were being pummeled by Kris’ strong fist.

Logan’s hard dick was twitching and throbbing as his hole was stretched and his nuts were viciously crunched.

Kris’ huge cock slammed into Logan’s ass at a rapid pace, hitting his prostate with every thrust and making his dick twitch violently.

“Looks like there’s another load coming”, Kris chuckled, punching Logan’s bruised and battered balls.

Logan was moaning and groaning, grimacing in pain. His eyes rolled back into his head and he let out a deep, guttural grunt as his dick unloaded with another huge load of cum just when Kris’ came deep inside Logan’s wrecked ass.

Kris continued fucking Logan and punching his throbbing balls as his dick creamed Logan’s insides and filled him up with his cum.

Finally, Kris pulled his cock out of Logan’s ass. He smacked Logan’s ass with the palm of his hand, making him yelp in pain. Then he got up and looked down at Logan.

Logan was a mess. His body was glistening with sweat and cum, his eyes were red and glassy, his hair was wet, his hole was gaping open, and his nuts had nearly doubled in size. His poor testicles were bloated and swollen and covered in nasty bruises. He looked up at Kris, panting heavily.

Kris had a huge grin on his face. His dick was dripping with cum and pointing at Logan. “Come on, clean it up”, Kris smiled.

Logan stared at Kris’ glistening cock and gulped. Groaning, he got up and stood in front of Kris.

“I said clean it up”, Kris repeated before jerking up his knee.

It hit Logan’s spent balls dead-on, squashing the poor, swollen nuggets against his body and flattening them like pancakes.

Logan let out an ear-curdling scream and sank to his knees, his eyes clenched shut, his mouth wide open, clutching his battered balls.

Kris seized the opportunity and slid his dick into Logan’s mouth, instantly gagging him.

Groaning and moaning, Logan sucked on Kris’ dick as Kris looked down at him, patting his head. “Good boy”, he chuckled. “Good boy.”

When Kris was satisfied with Logan’s cleaning efforts, he grabbed Logan’s hair, pulled him off his cock and yanked his head back before spitting in his face.

“Are we done?” Logan croaked, blinking as Kris’s spit ran into his right eye.

Kris chuckled. “Almost”, he grinned before bringing his foot back and kicking Logan’s nuts hard.

Logan’s eyes crossed, his jaw dropped, and he let out a long, wheezing moan. He doubled over and groaned in pain, rolling onto his side and curling up in a ball, whimpering and moaning as he clutched his battered sperm makers.

“Now we’re done”, Kris chuckled.

He turned to me and grinned.

“How did you like him?” I asked, glancing down at Logan. I noticed a trail of cum oozing out of his gaping hole and running down his thigh.

“He was fantastic”, Kris smiled.

“Thanks”, Logan croaked from his position on the floor.

“I hope you enjoyed it, too”, Kris chuckled.

Logan cleared his throat. “Well…” His voice trailed off.

Kris and I burst out laughing.

“Let’s have a look at the damage”, Kris smiled. He inspected Logan’s gaping asshole and his battered balls, grimacing in sympathy. “Oh dear”, he sighed. “It’ll take a week or two until you’ll be back to normal.”

Logan nodded slowly.

There was a moment of silence while Kris was putting on his clothes.

Logan got up and scratched his head. “You’ll let me know when the video is online?”
 
Kris raised his eyebrows. “You wanna watch it?”
 
Logan grinned weakly. “Not really.” He shrugged his shoulders. “But I bet my girlfriend will love it…”

Wednesday, June 1, 2016

Video links: Testicle talk


Okay, just so you know: This post is all talk and no action. It's all about verbal scenes of interest. Usually, I'm not that interested in that kind of stuff. I don't know why. It usually doesn't work for me.

But I stumbled across a couple of scenes that I find very, very hot - and of course I want to share them with you. So lean back, turn up the volume (obviously, it's very important to watch the following video clips with the sound on) and enjoy some of my favorite clips of guys talking about balls.

Let's start with a scene from the short lived TV show The Sausage Factory (also known as MTV's Now What?), a sitcom that follows the lives of four male friends in High School. In the episode "Hang Ups", one of the protagonists has lied to his girlfriend. As things go in shows like this one, he gets into a situation where he is very close to be found out by his girlfriend. When he sees his girlfriend approach, he groans and doubles over, a painful expression on his face, before saying to his buddy, "My testicles a flashing before my eyes..."

It's just a short scene but the actor's face, his buddy's sympathetic expression and the wonderful line are just awesome! See for yourself:

Sunday, May 29, 2016

Mean machines: Under construction


It looks like you enjoyed Friday's story: Mean machines: Sackwrecker Deluxe currently holds a rating of 4.8 on our 5 star rating system, making it the best rated story of the month as of right now.

I am planning on turning the story into a series, introducing more nut-crunching contraptions, and I have a couple of ideas - but I'd love to have your input: Do you have an idea for a sperm-threatening contraption? How would your perfect "mean machine" look like? What would it be called? And how would it work to wreck a pair of testicles?

Let me know by leaving a comment or sending me an email (alex@ballbustingboys.org). I can't wait to hear your ideas! :-))


Friday, May 27, 2016

Mean machines: Sackwrecker Deluxe


“This is it, huh?” I mumbled, standing in front of a large contraption that looked equal parts dangerous and intriguing. It was a large cube made of acrylic glass. The cube’s edges were about three or four feet long. On the top side of the cube was a seat shell with a hole of about two inches in diameter in it. Inside the cube, several cogs and gear wheels were connected to a variety of strings, paddles, tongs, and spring-loaded tools. On the left side, there was a control panel with a large lever and several buttons and switches.

Vince nodded. He grinned proudly. “It’s perfect. Trust me, you’re going to love it.”

I nodded slowly. “I’m sure I will.”

20 year old Vince was one of the most talented people I knew. He was our technician and prop master, and I relied on him whenever I needed an effective, innovative way to hurt testicles. Vince was a shy guy, a bit of a nerd, with brown hair and green eyes. Lately he had begun trying to grow a goatee because people always thought he was younger than he actually was. Unfortunately, it didn’t quite have the desired effect. In fact, it made him look even more like a cute teenager.

 “How does it work?” Kev mumbled, scratching his chest.

The 20 year old jock was wearing nothing but a pair of sweat pants. He was taller than Vince, and more muscular. His tanned body was sculptured like a Greek god’s, with strong arms and legs, perfect six-pack abs and a muscular chest.

Vince smiled. “Have a seat”, he said, pointing at the seat shell on top of the cube. “I’ll show you.”

Kev grimaced and adjusted his crotch. “This is going to be painful, huh?”

“Take your clothes off, please”, Vince said, ignoring Kev’s question.

Kev sighed and slipped out of his sweat pants, revealing his massive cock and his big pair of low-hanging testicles.

Vince leaned over and took a closer look at Kev’s nutsack, lifting Kev’s heavy, limp cock up with the help of his pen to inspect the neck of Kev’s nutsack. “A 5/8 inch should do”, he mumbled before turning away and rummaging around in his tool box.

Kev let out a nervous laugh as Vince held up a shaft collar and unceremoniously attached it to Kev’s nutsack, closing the collar tightly around the neck of his scrotum before screwing it shut with a little screwdriver. Kev had an almost amused expression on his face as Vince fumbled with his nutsack.

His facial expression changed, though, when Vince grabbed the metal collar and yanked it down sharply, trapping Kev’s juicy nuts at the bottom of his sack and making him yelp in pain.

“Okay”, Vince said with a smile. “It works.”

Kev grimaced in pain, massaging his ballsack.

Vince smiled at him and pointed at the seat shell on top of the cube.

Kev groaned and climbed onto the cube. He sat, his legs spread apart, his feet dangling from the cube. Between his thighs, his testicles were swinging gently from side to side, the collar holding them at the bottom of his sack.

Vince opened a little door at the side of the cube and reached inside, pulling up a steel cable from the apparatus at the bottom, and attaching it to collar around Kev’s sack.

Kev looked down, shifting uncomfortable as he watched Vince connect his nutsack to the mysterious mechanic. He cleared his throat. “Umm”, Kev said. “Would you mind telling me what you’re doing?”

Ignoring Kev, Vince closed the little door and pulled the lever on the cube’s side.

The steel cable pulled tight and yanked down Kev’s nutsack, making him yelp in pain as his testicles were pulled to the bottom of his sack.

“Oh my fucking god!” Kev groaned, looking down between his thighs, grimacing at the sight of his stretched nutsack.

Vince pulled the lever again, pulling Kev’s balls down another inch.

Kev screamed from the top of his lungs as his balls were yanked down in his sack, effectively trapping him on his seat without any wiggle room.

“One more inch and we’re good to go”, Vince smiled and pulled the lever one more time.

Kev’s voice rose an octave as his nuts were viciously pulled down another inch. The two big orbs were pressed against the skin of his nutsack by the metal collar, making them bulge obscenely. The skin of his scrotum was stretched thin, making his nuts look red and shiny.

“Okay”, Vince said, turning to me as Kev was panting and grunting in his seat. “Basically, I could go on and on until his testicles come off”, Vince explained, smiling at me. “I thought about putting in an emergency release mechanism.” He shrugged. “But it’s difficult to adjust it to the various scrotum lengths, so I guess we’ll just have to be careful.”

I grimaced. “Yeah.”

“On the other hand”, Vince said casually. “Nut cords are pretty strong.” With that, he pulled the lever once again. There was a cringe-inducing creak as Kev’s nuts were pulled down another inch, but the creak was nothing compared to Kev’s ear-piercing scream.

“I think that’s enough”, Vince said with a satisfied nod. He raised his eyebrows and looked at me. “Unless you want me to---“

“No”, I interrupted him, images of Kev’s beautiful, fat nuts getting ripped off his body flashing before my eyes. “No, that’s definitely enough.”

Kev was breathing heavily, grunting and groaning in agony, his face contorted in pain, beads of sweat running down his face.

Vince nodded. “Okay, I guess we don’t want to push him too far.”

I grimaced. Vince’s assessment of “too far” was a little different from mine, apparently. In my view, we were well past the “too far” mark. And, judging from Kev’s facial expression, I was pretty sure he agreed with me.

“Now we get to the fun part”, Vince smiled.

“Oh god”, Kev groaned.

Vince pointed at the control panel and I took a step closer to have a look at the various buttons and switches. “The Sackwrecker Deluxe”, he said, “is---“

“Sackwrecker Deluxe?” I raised my eyebrows.

Vince smiled proudly. “You like the name?”

I chuckled. “Well, actually I do.”

“Then you’re gonna love what the Sackwrecker Deluxe can do”, Vince said, beaming with pride.

As he explained the different functions, I couldn’t help but smile. It was obvious that Vince had put a lot of effort into this vicious contraption, and it was positively heartwarming to see him talk about hit. Vince’s creativity and his love for the job was astounding. I don’t think I have ever met someone who was as enthusiastic about ruining another man’s sex life as Vince.

“…and that way you’ll have an exciting machine that’s full of surprises”, Vince concluded his elaborate explanation. “We can start right away if you’d like. A test run, so to speak.”

I looked at Kev whose eyes had widened during Vince’s speech.

“You haven’t done a test run, yet?” Kev grunted hoarsely.

Vince smiled sheepishly. “Not on real testicles. I tested it with a couple of plums in a nylon stocking.” He scratched his head. “But that’s not the same. I went through several pounds of plums because they kept bursting at some point or another.” He shrugged.

Kev gulped.

“What do you say?” Vince smiled, turning to me, obviously eager to demonstrate what his invention could do.

I looked at my watch. “Sure”, I said. “You don’t mind, Kev, right?”

Kev stared at me, his face a mask of pain. “Actually, I---“ He stopped when he watched Vince’s hand move towards the lever. He inhaled sharply.

“I’m sure he doesn’t mind”, Vince said him with a smile, running his finger up and down the lever.

I chuckled. “Okay.”

“Awesome!” Vince smiled, looking like a kid in a candy store.

Kev, on the other hand, looked like the owner of said candy store. And there was no way he could defend his two most delicious pieces of candy…

Vince whistled happily as he walked into our storage room and came back with what looked like an old bingo machine.

I raised my eyebrows. “I didn’t know we had one of those.”

Vince smiled brightly. “I got it at a garage sale.” He plugged it in and started the machine. As the bingo balls were whirling around inside the chamber, Vince pointed to the control panel of the Sackwrecker Deluxe. Each of the buttons and switches had a little number on it.

“Oh, this is exciting”, Vince grinned, clapping his hands like a little child. “What’s it gonna be?”

He picked up the first ball that the bingo machine spat out.

“B 7”, Vince announced like the host of a retirement home’s afternoon activity. “B as in ‘Big, beautiful balls will get bashed, and 7 like the lucky number!”

I couldn’t help but smile at Vince’s enthusiasm.

He pressed the button with marked ‘7’.

Immediately, a large wooden paddle swung up and smashed Kev’s balls hard. The two trapped orbs were crushed flat against the metal collar that was holding them down, making Kev’s eyes bulge as his face contorted in agony.

After the impact, the paddle folded back into the apparatus with a subtle whirring sound that was drowned out by Kev’s agonized scream.

Vince looked at me with a big smile, watching my reaction.

I couldn’t help but cringe at the sight of Kev’s poor balls, trapped at the bottom of his sack, getting flattened like two meaty burger patties.

“Impressive”, I mumbled, grabbing my own crotch in sympathy.

Vince picked up the next ball.

“I 18”, Vince announced. “I as in ‘Impressive’, and 18 like the legal age if you want out the Sackwrecker Deluxe!”

Vince pressed the button marked ‘18’, which prompted a stun gun to shoot up below Kev. The contacts dug deep into the tender flesh of Kev’s balls before they sent a sharp jolt of electricity through Kev’s babymakers, eliciting a soprano scream that would have made an opera singer proud.

“O 9”, Vince read from the next ball. “O as in ‘Oh my god, those poor balls!’, and 9 like cloud nine, which I’m sure you wish you were right now!”

Kev was panting heavily, beads of sweat running down his face.

As soon as Vince pushed the 9 on the control panel, Kev’s balls were smacked by a plastic fly swatter. Kev screamed from the top of his lungs.

I let out a laugh. Kev’s big, bulging nuts getting slapped like that looked positively ridiculous.

“You like that?” Vince smiled. “I added it to add some variety, you know, add a different kind of pain.”

“Great, thanks”, Kev croaked. “It stings like hell…”

Vince nodded proudly and pressed the 9 button again, causing Kev’s balls to get slapped by the fly swatter once more.

I chuckled as Kev let out a gurgling squeal.

“What do we have next?” Vince smiled and picked up another bingo ball. “G 12! G as in ‘Gee, my balls hurt!’, and 12 like the dirty dozen!”

When Vince pressed the 12 button, two pieces of wood came up on either side of Kev’s balls before clapping together with Kev’s nuts getting squashed flat between them.

“One!” Vince yelled as Kev squealed in agony. He pressed the button again and again, making Kev’s voice go higher and higher, and louder and louder as his nuts were smashed hard a dozen times. “Two! Three! Four! Five! Six! Seven! Eight! Nine! Ten! Eleven!”

Vince looked at me and winked.

Kev was screaming from the top of his lungs. His balls looked fiery red and swollen.

“Twelve!” Vince shouted, pushing the button one more time, squishing Kev’s nuts flat between the hard pieces of wood.

Kev let out a blood-curdling scream as the vicious nut clapper disappeared inside the contraption’s miraculous mechanism.

Panting heavily, Kev was trying to catch his breath. His face was a mask of pain, beet red and wet with sweat. His stretched nutsack and the two swollen, red orbs at the bottom of it looked gruesome.

“I bet you’re waiting for the BINGO”, Vince smiled and picked up another ball. “Oh no, it’s another O! O 20! O as in ‘Ouch!’, and 20 like the number of sperm cells that are dying with every hit to your nuts.” Vince moved his finger to the button that was marked 20. He hesitated. “Approximately”, he added after a moment.

Then he pushed the button, and a little boxing glove shot up, connecting perfectly with Kev’s nuts and making the handsome jock shriek like a little girl.

Vince picked up the next ball. “N 2! N as in ‘No kids for you!’, and 2 like the number of balls that are causing you so much pain right now.”

He pressed the 2 button, causing a little toothbrush to rise from the bottom of the contraption. As soon as it touched Kev’s swollen, bruised balls, it started moving back and forth and from side to side, scratching the skin that was stretched around Kev’s bulging plums and making him scream in pain.

After a good minute of frantic brushing, the toothbrush disappeared.

Kev looked miserable. His balls had assumed the color of ripe tomatoes. In stark contrast to that, his face was white as a sheet. He looked like he was going to pass out any second.

“I think it’s enough for today”, I smiled. “Let’s call it a BINGO.”

Vince looked disappointed. “But there’s so much you haven’t seen yet!”

I smiled at him. “I love the Sackwrecker Deluxe, I really do, and I’m sure we’ll have a chance to use it again, soon.” I patted Vince’s shoulder. “Great work.”

Vince was beaming with pride. “You know, it’s a modular construction. You can put in anything you like.”

“It’s excellent”, I said. “Reminds me of a Swiss knife. There’s all kinds of useful things hidden in there.”

Vince’s eyes widened. “Oh yeah, we could put in a blade as well!”

I cringed. “Yeah, maybe we won’t go that far.”

Vince smiled. “Yeah, maybe you’re right.” He looked at me and grinned. “But there’s one last thing I have to show you. Okay?”

I looked at Kev. He looked miserable. I was pretty sure that one more hit would probably not make a big difference. I smiled at Vince. “Sure.”

Vince grinned and pulled a switch on the contraption.

There was a loud BANG! as a little rubber stamp hit an ink pad. It was followed by a SPLOTCH! as the rubber stamp hit Kev’s trapped nuts, squashing them flat. Then came an ear-piercing YOWL! as the pain reached Kev’s brain.

The rubber stamp moved back down, leaving a series of letters on Kev’s nuts.

I leaned forward and squinted at the writing.

USELESS.

I chuckled. “Probably true”, I quipped, grinning at Vince who smiled proudly.

“I thought it would be nice to have the guys run around with ‘useless’ written on their scrotums”, Vince explained.

I nodded. “Yeah, I got it. Nice idea.”

“Because their nuts are pretty much useless after they have experienced the Sackwrecker Deluxe”, Vince continued with a smile.

I nodded again. “Yeah, you’re right. It’s funny.”

“That way they won’t have to explain anything to their girlsfriends, you know?” Vince went on. “They just drop their pants and point at the inscription. Useless.”

I chuckled. “Yeah.”

“And it’s clear that they won’t have sex”, Vince smiled. “You know?”

“Yeah”, I smiled. “I got it.”

“Guys!” Kev croaked. “Could you please let me down?”

“Sure”, Vince mumbled and pulled the lever.

Kev let out a retching cough as his tortured, battered balls were yanked down another inch. His eyes crossed and his jaw dropped.

For a moment I thought he was going to throw up.

“Ooops”, Vince smiled sheepishly. “Sorry.”

He quickly flipped another switch and the steel rope that was pulling down on Kev’s nuts loosened.

Vince reached inside the cube and freed Kev’s nutsack.

Kev groaned and grimaced in pain as he climbed off the cube.

He looked down at his crotch, examining his genitals. His balls were red and bloated, and they hung considerably lower than before. The “USELESS” stamp was definitely a correct label…

Kev let out a frustrated groan as he tentatively fumbled with his testicles. He grinned weakly, pulling up his balls by tugging on the skin of his nutsack. “How’s that for a pair of low-hangers, huh?” he mused, grimacing in pain.

Vince and I laughed politely.

“I’m sure your nutsack will pull up again”, I said half-heartedly. “Eventually.”

Kev let out a deep sigh. “Yeah, I sure hope so…” He turned to Vince. “What’s that machine called again?”

“The Sackwrecker Deluxe”, Vince said.

Kev grimaced and nodded. “Certainly lives up to its name.”

“Yeah, it does, doesn’t it?” Vince smiled, beaming with pride. “I can show you another one”, he added, his eyes suddenly filled with excitement. “It’s called ‘Stud Squasher’ and it’ll turn your testicles into---“

“No thanks”, Kev said hastily, grabbing his clothes in a sudden hurry. “I gotta go and…” His voice trailed off as he put on his clothes. “I gotta go.” He limped out the door. “See ya!”

“The ‘Stud Squasher’?” I smiled at Vince.

Vince nodded. “Yeah.”

“Sounds intriguing”, I chuckled. “I can’t wait to see it…”

Wednesday, May 25, 2016

Tuesday, May 24, 2016

Video links: Squeeze play (1)


I know that many of you guys like squeezing balls. It's probably one of the most intimate and direct nut crunching technique. The sensation of feeling a poor guy's soft, tender babymakers in your hand, feeling the heat of his body and the interesting texture of his most prized possessions, hearing his soft moan as you compress his plums in your palm, seeing the reaction in his eyes when you squeeze just a little bit harder - it doesn't get any better than this!

Here are some of my favorite clips featuring guys squeezing another guy's nuts.

First up we have a young man getting his huevos scrambled on the beach. Make sure you watch this one with sound. His scream is just awesome...

Friday, May 20, 2016

Who needs two? (Tyler meets Ben)

Special thanks to Pat for the idea for this story! If you (yes, I mean you, the one who loves his left testicle just as much as his right one!) 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: Ben and Colin (click for pictures)

Ben and Tyler roared with laughter.

The two muscular jocks were sitting on the couch in the basement of their dorm, their eyes fixed on the big TV screen as they cringed in sympathy, clutching their crotches while laughing riotously.

Ben was 20 years old, a muscular stud with black hair and brown eyes. He was wearing a tank top, a pair of loose sweat pants and sneakers.

Tyler had just moved into the dorm. The handsome 19 year old had black hair just like Ben. And like Ben he had a great body with muscles in all the right places. He had powerful arms, a muscular chest and perfect six-pack abs. The girls loved him and the guys wanted to be like him. He had a sexy stubble on his face, and just enough hair to be sexy on his chest and abs. But as much as the girls adored him, Tyler didn’t enjoy straight sex. His buddies at the dorm knew he was gay, and everybody was cool about it. Ironically, it made the girls want him even more. They couldn’t believe a guy like Tyler wasn’t interested in what they had to offer.

“Holy shit, that was a good one”, Ben howled, pointing at the screen and slapping his thighs.

“Yeah, fuck, that one almost knocked me out”, Tyler laughed, lightly squeezing his package.

“Let’s see that in slo-mo”, Ben chuckled and picked up the remote control.

As they were watching the devastating kick to Tyler’s nuts again, Colin came down the stairs and sat down on a chair next to them. “What are you watching?” The handsome hunk ran his hand through his dark blond hair.

On the screen, a bare foot connected with Tyler’s nutsack, ramming its contents against his pelvis and flattening them like a pancake.

“Oooooh”, Colin chuckled. “Nasty.”

“Last month’s Roshambo challenge”, Tyler grinned, cupping his balls as he watched them get squashed on the screen.

Tyler loved playing Roshambo, and he was good at it. Usually, newbies at the dorm didn’t do very good at their first challenges. The nuts at the dorm were toughened and hardened by years of reckless, sperm-threatening competitions. But Tyler was a natural. He had a tough set of testicles, and he didn’t hold back when it was his turn to crush another stud’s nuts.

Unfortunately, he had moved in after this year’s Naked Nutball Tournament had already taken place, but he was looking forward to competing in next year’s event. And many of his buddies – most of which had experienced Tyler’s testicular fortitude first-hand – were betting on him to take the crown from Colin next year.

“Seriously, I thought lefty was a goner after that one”, Tyler laughed as Ben played the scene again. “I mean, can you imagine your nut exploding in your sack?” He laughed. “Do you ever wonder what it feels like?”

Ben chuckled. “You mean losing a nut?”

Tyler grinned. “I mean, is it a great big BOOM? Or just a little SQUISH? Or maybe a huge CRUNCH?” He shrugged. “Would be hot to know, right?”

Ben laughed. “I dunno, I kinda don’t want to find out…”

“Come on, who needs two nuts anyway – you don’t have two noses or two mouths or two brains, right?” Tyler shrugged.

Colin pointed at the TV screen. “Looks like you were pretty close to finding out how it feels.”

Tyler laughed. “Can you zoom in on that?”

“Sure”, Ben chuckled. “I was just thinking, damn, I can’t see those little things…”

Ben and Colin laughed.

Tyler raised his eyebrows. “They’re bigger than yours.”

Ben laughed. “You wish.”

Tyler chose to let it slide. He was proud of his genitals. He had a nice, big cock and a pair of heavy, low-hanging balls. But now was not the time to argue. Now was the time to watch those low-hangers get smashed in high definition.

The guys hooted and cheered as Tyler’s testicles were crunched in slow-motion once more. The instep connected with the nutsack, and the close-up made it obvious that Tyler’s left ball bore the brunt of the impact.

“Look at that!” Tyler yelled, pointing at the TV screen as his nut flattened and flattened and flattened in slow-motion. “Fucking look at that!”

Colin and Ben were roaring with laughter as Ben pressed the pause button on the remote control.

“Look at lefty!” Tyler laughed. “Look at it!”

The freeze frame looked almost ridiculous. Tyler’s nut was completely out of shape, flat and lumpy.

“It’s beautiful!” Colin chuckled.

“Fucking beautiful!” Ben chimed in.

“I can’t believe it’s still in one piece”, Colin shook his head.

Tyler grinned. “Believe me, it is!” He got up and shoved down his pants, exposing his genitals. He grabbed his left nut and squeezed it between his fingers. “See?”

“You sure it’s not a fake?” Colin chuckled before smacking Tyler’s testicles with the palm of his hand.

Tyler roared with a mixture of surprise, pain and laughter.

“Nope, not a fake”, Colin laughed.

Tyler grinned, wiggling his hips, making his genitals smack against his thighs. “Balls of steel”, he chuckled as the sound of his ballsack clapping against his thigh echoed through the room.

Ben raised his eyebrows. He got up, adjusting his crotch, and looked at Tyler. “There’s only one pair of balls of steel”, he grinned. “And that’s mine.” With that, he dropped his pants, revealing his impressive genitalia.

“I smell a competition coming”, Colin grinned.

Tyler chuckled. “All I smell is a pair of sweaty, weak balls.” He nodded at Ben’s crotch with a smirk.

Ben let out a laugh. “You’re not talking about these, are you?” He grabbed the neck of nutsack, pressing its contents to the bottom and making his big balls bulge obscenely. “These”, he grinned, wiggling his nuts at Tyler, “are anything but weak. Balls of steel, my friend, balls of steel!”

Tyler chuckled. “Yeah?”

“Yeah!” Ben grinned.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah!”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah!”

 “Yea---“

“Alright”, Colin sighed. “This is going nowhere.” He got up and put his hands on the two studs’ shoulders. “Take your clothes off. Let’s have a good, old-fashioned nutshot competition.”

Ben and Tyler looked at each other.

Both of them were brimming with confidence.

“Alright”, Ben grinned, taking off his tank top and revealing his muscular chest. Without breaking eye contact, he started flexing his muscles, showing off his powerful arms, chest and abs.

Tyler grinned, following Ben’s lead and taking off his shirt before striking a couple of poses. His pubes were neatly trimmed and he had a nice, even tan without any tanlines.

Colin chuckled as he watched the two naked hunks trying to impress each other with their muscular bodies.

“Okay, guys”, Colin grinned. He reached into his pocket and produced a coin. “Heads or tails?”

“Heads”, Tyler said without taking his eyes off Ben, a cocky smirk on his face.

Colin tossed the coin. “You go first”, he smiled at Tyler.

Tyler chuckled. “Let’s see what those your balls are made off…”

“Steel”, Ben grinned confidently. “Wait and see.”

Tyler laughed and brought his leg back before slamming it into Ben’s crotch. His instep collided with Ben’s tender testicles, ramming them into his body and crushing flat them like pancakes.

Ben let out a cough and his face contorted in pain. In a valiant effort not to double over, he slowly put his hands on his hips in a deliberately casual pose. His fingertips turned white as he pressed them against his body. “Balls of steel”, he said in a strained voice. “Told you so.”

Tyler laughed. He spread his legs and lowered his upper body, offering up his balls for Ben.

Ben took the invitation and kicked Tyler’s nuts as hard as he could.

Tyler’s eyes twitched and he let out a wheezing groan.

Colin watched him, grinning from ear to ear. “Everything okay?”

“Perfect”, Tyler whispered, the slight trembling in his voice speaking volumes. He took a step back and kicked Ben’s nuts hard.

A loud slap echoed through the room as Ben’s hefty nuggets were slammed into his body.

Ben’s eyes lost focus for a brief moment and he let out a deep grunt.

“Balls of steel my ass”, Tyler grinned.

They went back and forth, kicking each others’ nuts with all the force they could muster. With every blow to their manhood, their brave façades crumbled a little more.

The cocky grin was less convincing with every kick, the proud posture vanished, and the moans and groans grew louder and louder.

Yet neither Tyler nor Ben was willing to give up and accept defeat.

Instead, they tried to mask their pain by mocking their opponent.

“Say goodbye to your sex life”, Ben grunted before delivering a hard kick to Tyler’s rapidly swelling nuts, eliciting an anguished groan as Tyler’s spuds were squashed into his body.

Tyler retaliated with a nut-crushing snap-kick to Ben’s sore testicles, making him scream in agony. “Doesn’t sound like steel to me”, Tyler grinned weakly, rubbing his own balls as Ben doubled over, clutching his crotch.

Colin was sitting on the sofa, leaning back and laughing, as he watched his buddies wreck each others’ most precious possessions. “You have to go harder”, he encouraged them, a wide grin on his face.

The two naked studs gritted their teeth and continued assaulting each others’ babymakers with hard, relentless kicks. Despite the pain in their nuggets, their dicks were rock hard and pointing at the ceiling. There was something about crushing another guy’s nuggets that worked like a natural aphrodisiac for them. Maybe it was the feeling of superiority, maybe it was the possibility of eliminating a potential rival from the gene pool, maybe it was just the sight of excruciating pain on a buddy’s face – whatever it was, it worked for Ben and Tyler.

“Okay”, Colin said after a while. “This is going nowhere. Maybe we should just call it a day…”

Ben and Tyler stared at him.

They were both doubled over, their naked bodies wet with sweat, their faces contorted in pain.

“What?” Ben grunted.

“No way”, Tyler groaned.

“Let’s agree that both of you have balls of steel”, Colin suggested with a shrug of his shoulders.

Ben and Tyler looked at each other.

Tyler’s eyes narrowed. “You want to chicken out?”

Ben blinked. “I’m not chickening out.”

“Me neither”, Tyler grunted.

Colin chuckled. “Guys, are you sure you want to go on with this? Let me quote my gandma: It’s all fun and games until someone loses a nut.”

Ben and Tyler were still staring at each other.

“It’s your call”, Tyler said.

“Balls of steel”, Ben replied as confident as possible.

“More like balls of tinfoil”, Tyler mused.

“Fuck you”, Ben laughed.

“Fuck you!” Tyler grinned.

“No, seriously, when I’m done with you I’m gonna fuck you so hard you won’t be able to sit for a week!” Ben smirked.

Tyler chuckled. “Yeah?”

“Yeah!” Ben grinned.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah!”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah!”

 “Yea---“

“Guys”, Colin interrupted them. “Frankly, I---“

“Hey”, Tyler said, raising his hand. “We’re in the middle of a serious negotiation here.”

Colin raised his eyebrows.

“Loser gets fucked?” Tyler said, looking at Ben.

“Loser gets fucked”, Ben grinned, jerking his hard cock a couple of times.

“I hope your asshole can take a fat cock like this”, Tyler chuckled, grabbing his meaty erection by the base and smacking it against his thigh.

“Don’t worry about my asshole”, Ben grinned. “It’s your hole you should be worried about.” He laughed. “I’m gonna split you wide open.”

Tyler glanced at Ben’s crotch and shrugged. “I’ve had bigger ones…”

Ben blinked.

“Much bigger”, Tyler chuckled, a cocky grin on his face.

A split-second later, Ben’s fingers wrapped around Tyler’s nuts and he started squeezing hard.

Tyler let out an anguished grunt and grabbed Ben’s fat low-hangers in a vice-like grip.

Colin burst out laughing as Tyler and Ben squeezed each others’ nuts as hard as they could.

Ben’s balls were bulging between Tyler’s strong fingers, looking like they were trying to escape Tyler’s grip. But there was no escape.

Ben was screaming from the top of his lungs while squishing and squashing Tyler’s precious nuts with his own hands.

Tyler was gritting his teeth, grunting and groaning in agony as his babymakers were crunched between Ben’s fingers.

Their dicks were twitching and throbbing, swinging back and forth and smacking against their hard, muscular abs.

“Fuck”, Tyler screamed as Ben dug his fingernails into the tender flesh of his testicles.

Ben let out a high-pitched squeal as Tyler flattened his nuts in his hand.

Suddenly, Tyler’s breathing quickened. “Oh god”, he grunted. “Oh my fucking god.”

Ben twisted his nuts viciously, making Tyler’s eyes cross as he let out a gurgling cough.

Tyler gasped for air. “Oh my god, I think I’m gonna---“

A second later, his dick erupted with a huge spurt of creamy cum that splattered against Ben’s abs. Ben squeezed Tyler’s busy balls harder and harder as Tyler’s grip on Ben’s nuts loosened a bit.

A jubilant smile on his face, Ben continued squishing and squashing Tyler’s nuts as jet after jet of salty jizz shot out of Tyler’s cock in a seemingly endless fountain of precious spunk.

Tyler was panting and moaning, his handsome face contorted in a curious mixture of pain and pleasure.

“Now you’re fucked!” Ben grunted. He pulled Tyler’s hand away from his crotch. Then he yanked Tyler’s balls down, making him scream from the top of his lungs while his dick was spitting out spurt after spurt of thick, creamy semen.

“Holy shit, what a gusher”, Colin laughed.

Indeed, Tyler’s balls seemed bottomless. He continued shooting his load as Ben shoved him to the ground and turned him on his back.

“Come on, help me”, Ben grunted at Colin. “Spread those fucking cheeks.”

Colin chuckled and leaned over, spreading Tyler’s butt cheeks and exposing his puckered hole.

Ben’s hand was covered in Tyler’s cum and he wiped it onto Tyler’s hole before shoving two of his fingers into it, stretching it and lubing it at the same time.

Tyler’s dick was wedged between the ground and his own body as cum continued to sputter out.

Ben chuckled and rammed his knee between Tyler’s thighs, crushing his nuts hard.

Tyler screamed in a comically high-pitched voice, making both Colin and Ben laugh out loud.

Ben scooped up some more of Tyler’s cum and lubed up his dick with a couple of quick strokes. Then he slapped the head of it against Tyler’s hole. “Brace yourself for a big fucking cock”, Ben grinned before ramming his hard dick in, burying it to the hilt.

Colin grimaced in sympathy, watching Ben’s dick slide into Tyler’s hole as he held his cheeks apart.

“Tighter than I imagined”, Ben grunted, pounding Tyler’s hole, slamming his dick all the way in before pulling out and ramming it back in.

Tyler was grunting and groaning as Ben’s dick stimulated his prostate, and the second orgasm started right after the first one ended.

At the same time, Ben unloaded the contents of his balls deep inside Tyler, flooding him with his creamy juice, filling him up with his cum while pounding his hole.

Finally, Ben pulled his dick out, his face beaming with excitement and joy.

“Fuck yeah”, he chuckled, looking down at Tyler’s gaping hole, cum leaking out of it and running over his bruised and swollen balls. “Fuck yeah”, he repeated, grabbing Tyler’s balls with both of his hands.

Tyler’s second orgasm wasn’t over yet. Cum was flowing out of his cock.

Colin grinned and massaged Tyler’s ass cheeks, pushing Ben’s cum back into Tyler’s gaping hole with his fingers, while Ben was squeezing Tyler’s nuts, his thumbs digging deep into the core of Tyler’s tender babymakers.

Tyler was groaning and moaning, his face flat on the ground, as his buddies worked over his asshole and his balls. His black hair was wet with sweat and his horn rimmed glasses were foggy.

Ben squeezed Tyler’s nuts as hard as he could. He looked down at the two bloated spuds, pressing his thumbs into the meaty orbs. His face spread into a grin. He looked at Colin and grinned. “Who needs two, right?”

Colin looked back at him, a quizzical expression on his face.

“What?” Tyler croaked.

“You said it yourself, buddy”, Ben grinned. “Who needs two?”

Colin chuckled. He reached into his pocket and produced his phone, activating the camera and pointing it at Tyler’s sack. “This is gonna get interesting…”

“Wait a minute”, Tyler groaned.

“Lefty or righty?” Ben smiled, running his thumbs in circles on Tyler’s meatballs.

“I--- I--- I---“ Tyler stuttered.

“Lefty or righty?” Ben repeated. “Or do you want to let me choose?”

Colin laughed. “Piece of advice: Don’t let him choose. He’ll take both of them…”

Ben chuckled.

“Lefty”, Tyler whispered, his voice filled with fear, excitement, pain and curiosity.

“Alright”, Ben grinned. “Goodbye, lefty.”

With that, Ben grabbed Tyler’s left testicle with both of his hands, squeezing as hard as he could.

Tyler screamed from the top of his lungs.

“Almost there”, Ben grinned, squeezing harder and harder, squashing Tyler’s left nut with both of his hands.

Tyler’s body started bucking and his voice cracked.

“Almost there”, Ben repeated, crushing Tyler’s nut flat with his strong hands. “Yup, I can feel it. It’s starting to give. We’re almost there. Can you feel it, buddy?”

Instead of an answer, Tyler let out a hoarse grunt.

Colin burst out laughing. “I think he can feel it.”

“Yeah, I think so, too”, Ben grinned, grinding Tyler’s nut between his fingers.

Ben gritted his teeth, hellbent on destroying Tyler’s testicle. “Here…”

Tyler let out a blood-curdling scream.

“…we…”

Tyler’s eyes rolled back into his head.

“…go!”

Tyler’s dick erupted in another mind-blowing orgasm as his left nut burst into a dozen pieces.

Tyler gasped for air, his eyes clenched shut.

“Oh fuck, feels like chunky peanut butter”, Ben laughed.

“Really?” Colin chuckled. He reached over and poked at Tyler’s nutsack. “Holy shit, you are right.”

They burst out laughing.

“Look at his fucking cock”, Ben chuckled, pointing at the steady flow of cum that was streaming out of Tyler’s raging erection. “I’ve never seen anyone cum like that.” He smacked Tyler’s half-empty sack with the palm of his hand.

Tyler let out a miserable groan.

“Smile for the camera”, Colin laughed, pointing his phone at Tyler’s sweaty, pain-contorted face.

***

Ben and Tyler roared with laughter.

The two muscular jocks were sitting on the couch in the basement of their dorm, their eyes fixed on the big TV screen as they cringed in sympathy, clutching their crotches while laughing riotously.

“Let’s watch it again”, Tyler laughed.

They went silent as they watched the final seconds of Tyler’s left testicle on the screen.

There was an almost inaudible SQUELCH as Ben’s strong fingers turned Tyler’s tough nut into meat paste.

Tyler and Ben burst out laughing.

“I love that sound”, Tyler chuckled, rubbing his crotch where his remaining nut was dangling alone in his nutsack.

Ben pressed the pause button on the remote control and turned to Tyler. “So how did it feel?”

Tyler chuckled. “It was pretty awesome. I saw my sex life flashing before my eyes, and then there was a moment of complete silence. And it felt like an eternity. And then…” He shrugged. “SQUELCH.” He chuckled.

Ben glanced at Tyler’s crotch. “Do you miss it?”

Tyler shrugged. “It was kinda nice having two”, he grinned. “You know, I always had a spare one.” He reached inside his sweatpants and pulled out his half-filled sack.

Ben chuckled. “Looks kinda lonely.”

Tyler looked down at his nut. “Depends on how you look at it. It’s a ‘half empty/half full’ situation.”

Ben laughed. “You gotta be careful with it”, he grinned. “Or it will turn into a ‘completely empty’ situation…”

“Don’t worry, it’s a tough little fucker”, Tyler laughed. “It’s still a ball of steel.”

“You sure?” Ben chuckled. He balled his fist and sent it smashing into Tyler’s last nut, ramming it into his body.

Tyler let out an anguished grunt and doubled over, grimacing in pain and laughing at the same time.

Ben pressed a button on the remote control and the destruction of Tyler’s left testicle filled the screen again.

SQUELCH!

Tyler burst out laughing. “Damn, I love that sound!”