Sunday, March 30, 2008

Spring Break diary 4

Warning: Contains graphic heterosexuality.

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

Two weeks ago Kev and his dorm buddies Colin and Ben were celebrating Spring Break at some hotel somewhere at the beach, and they kept a five part video diary. Today Kev mailed me the fourth one.

There is a neat little game going on that involves Ben’s nuts and his buddies’ – and apparently every hotel guest’s – repeated interference with his reproductive abilities…

As of the last video Colin is leading the pack with a well deserved score of 8 points, and with 7 points Kev is tied for second place with another player.

On a black screen the headline SPRING BREAK 2008 – DAY 4 appears.

The camera is filming in night vision mode. Kev is standing in the hallway in front of a door. The night vision device makes his face look green and his eyes and teeth glow in a very unfavourable vampire-like way. His face is very close to the camera and he whispers: “Hi. It’s 2 a.m. and Ben is in the room and making out with a girl he met at a party tonight.” Kev grins. “She is a prize exhibit. I have no idea how he managed to get her…” He shakes his head with a smile and looks at his watch. “They’ve been in there for… let’s see… twenty minutes now…” He chuckles. “This is gonna be the height of the season…” Colin giggles from behind the camera. Kev grins at him and puts his index finger on his lips, then he signals theatrically that he is going into the room now and Colin is supposed to follow him.

Saturday, March 29, 2008

Spring Break diary 3

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

Last week Kev and his dorm buddies Colin and Ben were celebrating Spring Break somewhere at the beach, and they kept a video diary that they have divided into five parts, one for each day of their vacation.

Today Kev mailed me the third one.

In the last two instalments of the guys’ diary Ben’s nuts had been the center of attention: Kev, Colin and the guys they met in the hotel and at the beach are playing a funny little game where they try to hit Ben’s valuables. If they succeed they get a point. The tally is noted on a large flip chart in the boy’s room – in plain view for everyone including Ben who doesn’t have a clue about the game…

On a black screen the headline SPRING BREAK 2008 – DAY 3 appears.

The camera shows Colin inside the hotel room. He is tying a rope to the neck of a large plastic bottle that used to contain 2 l of Pepsi Cola, judging from the label. Now it’s filled with clear water.

Colin grins at the camera. “We are planning a little surprise for Ben…” He climbs a chair and fastens the other end of the rope to some clamp in the ceiling, directly in front of the doorframe. He lets go of the bottle and it falls down, stopped mid-fall by the rope. But apparently the clamp in the ceiling isn’t strong enough – or the bottle is too heavy. Anyway, the clamp rips out of the ceiling and the bottle crashes to the ground.

“Oops…” Colin grins sheepishly. He looks up at the little hole in the ceiling. “Charge that to my account…”

“Hurry up, man”, Kev says impatiently from behind the camera. “He’ll be here any minute…”

Thursday, March 27, 2008

Spring Break diary 2

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

Last week Kev and his dorm buddies Colin and Ben were celebrating Spring Break somewhere at the beach, and they kept a video diary that they have divided into five parts, one for each day of their vacation.

Today Kev mailed me the second one.

On a black screen the headline SPRING BREAK 2008 – DAY 2 appears.

Kev grins into the camera, standing in the sparsely furnished hotel room. He is filming himself and holding the camera at arm’s length. “Day two in our Spring Break balltag game”, he says in a low voice. The object of the game is to smash Ben’s nuts – as often and as hard as possible. The tally is written down on a flipchart that is seen in the background of the frame. “It’s six a.m. and we are looking forward to a day of endless agony for Ben’s balls…” Kev points to the flip chart. “At the moment Colin and I are neck-to-neck. But I’m gonna pull ahead today!” He chuckles. “The best thing about this game is that Ben doesn’t have a clue about it… He has asked my what the whole flip chart thing is all about – and I’ve told him that he had to find it out by himself…”

Kev moves the camera around so that it shows the two beds in the room. The single bed – probably Kev’s – is unoccupied while two people – presumably Colin and Ben – are sleeping in the queen sized bed.

“Ben sleeping naked”, Kev whispers as he walks closer to his sleeping buddies.

Colin is lying on his side, his face not visible, while Ben is lying on his back, the blanket covering his legs and his crotch. His chest naked as he is lying – conviently – spread-eagled on the bed, a peaceful expression his face that I was pretty sure would be gone in a few moments.

The camera zooms in on Ben’s crotch. The flimsy blanket leaves nothing to the imagination: Ben’s ample endowment is clearly visible – as is an impressive erection, protruding above.

“Ahhh”, Kev whispers theatrically. “There they are…” He chuckles. “Six a.m. – time to chop some wood…”

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Spring Break diary 1

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

Last week Kev and his dorm buddies Colin and Ben were celebrating Spring Break somewhere at the beach. They haven’t told me where they were going – and apparently it didn’t matter to them, anyway, because they were at some holiday resort and spent their time drinking and partying. Maybe geographical landmarks and museums were none of their priorities during Spring Break…

Anyway, they were away for five days and yesterday Kev phoned to tell me they had brought Colin’s video camera and shot some footage that could be of interest for our website. Apparently they are goint to edit it into five short films, one for each day of their vacation. Today Kev mailed me the first video. I will tell you about the next installments as soon as I get them from Kev.

On a black screen the headline SPRING BREAK 2008 - DAY 1 appears. Then the camera shows Kev looking into the camera.

“Hi there”, he grins, we’ve just arrived here. This is the room that I’m gonna share with Ben and Colin.” The camera pans around, showing a standard hotel room with a two beds, one queen sized, one single. There are some cheap paintings on the white walls and the floor has a wall-to-wall carpet of some indistinct colour, probably beige or brown, definitely pretty ugly.

There’s a flip-chart at one side of the room and the camera zooms in on it.

“We’ve already set up shop”, Kev says.

On the flip-chart there are ten columns with names on top, Kev’s and Colin’s are among them. Below are some lines.

“We have already made some friends”, Kev explains. “And we have started a game. It’s called---“

The screen goes black and the words NUTS ABOUT BEN appear. Then it’s back to Kev again.

“---and it’s… well… it’s about giving Ben nutshots…”

Sunday, March 23, 2008

Easter egg hunt


Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

Featured in this story: ChadLeoSimonDannySammyParker and Tristan (click for pictures)


I had prepared everything for a nice Easter themed party in German tradition: nice, old-fashioned wicker baskets filled with bright green, artificial grass and a variety of coloured hard-boiled eggs, chocolate eggs and jelly eggs were spread around our studio, with chocolate Easter Rabbits guarding them, and I had even baked a cake in the shape of a lamp. I was pretty satisfied with the results.

I had scheduled our party for 10 a.m. so we’d have a nice brunch – I had organized that, too – and a few hours of party time.

It didn’t take long for the guests to arrive. Unfortunately some of our models weren’t able to make it, so we weren’t as many people as I had hoped we’d be.

My cameraman Chad was there, dressed in jeans and a shirt, looking very handsome as usual, albeit a bit hung over. Apparently he had partied heavily with some girl yesterday night, so now he was quaffing off a few glasses of water and trying to look dignified… Actually he was looking even hotter in this state, with his three day stubble and the ‘I don’t want to be here’ expression on his face…

Black haired skaterboy Leo had brought two of his friends, blond Tristan and redhead Sammy. All of them were wearing their trademark sagging jeans, sneakers and t-shirts. Tristan’s t-shirt had a strange picture on it. Obviously it had been tempered with. It showed an eggcup, but instead of an egg it had one – slightly hairy – testicle in it. It looked outright bizarre. Next to the cup there was a metal spoon and above the picture a small writing read “Happy Easter!”

I pointed at the t-shirt and grinned at Tristan. “Custom-made?”

“Nah”, Tristan replied. “I bought it on the internet. But I bought it just for today… Like it?”

I laughed. “Yeah…”

Our actor Danny had apparently recovered from the severe ballbusting he had received when co-starring in the first episode of “Sammy the ball doctor”. He was talking to Leo and Sammy, and apparently there were no hard feelings between the ‘doctor’ and his first ‘patient’…

Unfortunately the twins Michael and Will weren’t in town today, but their hot gymnast buddy Parker was here, an indie boy with shoulder length flaming red hair, dressed in tight jeans and an equally tight t-shirt that showed off his lean but muscular body. He was talking to Simon, who was dressed – very conservative as always – in dark blue trousers and a light blue shirt with a dark blue slipover. They were an unlike couple, Parker and Simon, the unconventional nonconformist and the – at least outwardly – conventional nerd, but they seemed to get along very well.

After an hour of mingling and chatting, eating and drinking, I decided it was time for our first game.

I cleared my throat, prompting the guests to stop their conventions and turn to me.

“I hope you’re enjoying the party”, I began. “I have invited two more guests to get things going... Nate, Aaron, come in please…”

Everybody’s heads turned towards the door where Nate and Aaron had their grand entrance. Both of them were hot guys, dressed only in blue jeans, shirtless and barefoot, and they were greeted with wild cheers from the crowd.

Nate is 26 years old and has brownish-red hair and green eyes with a touch of grey. Aaron is 25 years old and quite tall. He has dark hair and dark eyes. Both of them were standing in front of us, casually showing off their lean, smooth bodies, their hairless chests, with muscles in all the right places, and smiling brightly.

I chuckled when I noticed Parker and Simon adjust their crotches simultaneously. I raised my voice: “The game is called ‘How many eggs are in the basket’…”

That announcement drew a few irritated laughs.

“This is Nate”, I stepped close to the hunky brown-haired guy. Nate grinned at the audience. “And this is Aaron.” I walked over to his handsome dark-haired companion, who grinned, too. “One of those two has just one testicle, while the other one has three testicles.” Both guys raised their eyebrows flirtatiously and held up their hands.

The crowd laughed.

”Now I want each of you to guess who is the one with the surplus of nuts. If you guess wrong you’ll get a nice little Easter surprise…”

Everybody’s gaze shifted from the naked chests to the jeans-clad bulges.

I chuckled. “To make it a bit more difficult we have supplied our one-nutter with two hen’s eggs that he has put into his briefs, so that there are three eggs in each of Nate’s and Aaron’s baskets. But only one of them has three babymakers… Oh, and by the way: No touching. You’ll each have a chance to get you hands on the guys after the game is over…” I looked at my watch. “You have ten minutes to make up your mind. Then we’ll collect the votes and unravel the big mystery…” I grinned at Aaron and Nate who smiled at the crowd. 
“And of course it won’t be just those two hen’s eggs that will get scrambled…”

Aaron and Nate both gulped comically, drawing cheers and laughter from the rest of the guys.

Ten minutes later the guys had made their choices.

“Okay”, I said, “why don’t you just stand next to the guy that you think has more eggs in his basket?”

I looked at Nate’s and Aaron’s bulges. Both of them looked huge. I knew which one had the artificial enhancement – but I wouldn’t have been able to tell from the sight.

The skaterboys apparently were in complete agreement: Leo, Tristan and Sammy had assembled next to Nate as well as Simon and Danny, while Chad and Parker were outnumbered counting on Aaron to be the guy with three nuts.

“Anyone want to give a reason for their choice?” I asked.

“Well”, Simon grinned at Nate, “I think he’ hot. He looks like he is fucking day and night.”

Nate chuckled. “You don’t have to have three nuts for that…”

“Yeah”, Simon smiled at him. “I just think you do…”

Nate smiled back at him and shrugged.

Parker cleared his throat. “I think this” – he tapped Aaron’s shoulder – “is the one…” The other guys laughed, prompting Parker to chuckle and explain. “No, I think he is the one with not one but three balls because – well, I don’t know – he looks like a three-nutter to me…”

Aaron grinned.

“Okay, guys”, I smiled. “Show them what you’ve got…”

Both Nate and Aaron unbuttoned their jeans and let them drop to the floor, each one revealing their tightly packed white boxer briefs. Their nice sized cocks were clearly outlined beneath the fabric as were three big bulges underneath.

“Why don’t we find out ourselves?” Parker interrupted them. “If we kick their packages the false eggs will break…”

The rest of the guys cheered and Aaron and Nate – although not exactly jubilant – didn’t seem to be too upset by the idea. Not that I was giving them a saying in this, anyway…

“Okay”, I nodded. “Go for it. Parker and Simon, you do it.”

Parker and Simon positioned themselves in front of Nate and Aaron.

“Oh, I don’t know if I already told you – those who have guessed wrong: your balls will be the object of our Easter egg hunt…” I grinned and noticed the guys getting a bit uncomfortable at the prospect of having their nuts crunched as well. “I’ll count to three…”

Parker gulped. He looked at Aaron. “I sure hope your eggs won’t break…”

“One… Two…”

When Aaron smiled at him apologetically, Parker knew the answer and grimaced. “Fuck.”

“Three…”

Simon and Parker kicked simultaneously. Their feet sank into the two well-filled pouches accompanied by the sound of two eggshells cracking, their toes smashing the contents of Aaron’s and Nate’s boxer briefs and making both of the handsome guys moan in unison, double over and grab their crotches.

The guys in the audience winced in sympathy.

“Okay, let’s have a look”, I said and told Aaron and Nate to stand up straight and move their hand away from their groins.

They groaned and complied.

All of us looked at their groins.

Nothing unusual – except of course for the three healthy, big orbs that crowded his briefs – was visible in Nate’s crotch and he smiled weakly through the pain.

Aaron’s white boxer briefs on the other hand were starting to soak with egg white and yolk. He grimaced in pain, raised his eyebrows and smiled. “Sorry”, he said hoarsely and looked at Parker who shrugged grumpily. Realizing his nuts were in for a beating, too, Chad grimaced and looked at Parker.

“Bad luck”, Parker mumbled.

Nate rested his thumbs inside the waistband of his briefs. Showing a bit of a exhibitionistic attitude and obviously trying to ignore the pain that Simon’s well-placed kick caused him, he slowly peeled off his white boxer briefs and gave us a glimpse of pubic hair. He smiled at us with a “You want do see more, don’t you?” expression on his face, drawing some wild cheers from the crowd, mainly from Leo and Tristan who were more than happy that they had betted on the right horse…

With a wink and a slutty grin, Nate dropped his briefs so that they hung around his ankles on top of his jeans and revealed his possessions: a beautiful, big cock that was half-hard (apparently he really got off on showing his assets) and a smooth, very impressive, rosy sac filled with three plum-sized testicles. The right one was on a level with the left one, while the middle nut was hanging a bit lower.

The audience was impressed, silently gawking at Nate’s bizarre and fascinating genitalia. I had seen – and copped a feel of – Nate’s extraordinary valuables a few days ago when I had talked to him and Aaron about today’s party, so I shouldn’t have been as stunned as the others.

Nevertheless I caught myself staring at Nate’s bulging nutsac…

I dragged myself away from Nate and noticed Aaron standing aside, looking rather uncomfortable, the pain of his nutkicking still visible on his face, and the splintered eggshells causing additional itching for his sole nut inside the soppy white briefs.

“Wanna show us your nut, too?” I grinned at him.

He looked embarrassed. Perhaps he was feeling inferior to Nate with his overproductive equipment – or to anyone of us, who were having twice as much balls between their legs… On the other hand he had known what he was getting into in the first place, so I decided not to spare him.

The other guys turned their attention toward Aaron as well.

“Come on, show us”, Parker said.

Aaron blushed and looked down at his feet.

Nate walked over to him. He had stripped off his jeans, briefs, sneakers and socks and was completely naked now, his proud, hard rod swaying from side to side with every step. He patted Aarons shoulder. “Come on, Aaron, show them your ball.” He grabbed his own full sac of nuts and smiled.

Aaron cleared his throat. “Okay”, he said softly.

All eyes were on him.

Although he did look slightly ridiculous with his soggy white boxer briefs that were clinging to his sizeable meat and one veg, he was very handsome with his smooth, muscular chest, his adorable six pack and his boyish face that was even more attractive with the slightly sheepish expression.

He sighed and pulled down his boxer briefs. His cock sprang up, half hard.

“So that single nut is fully functional”, Parker observed to the laughter of the other guys.

Aaron’s genitals were sticky from the slimy eggs and pieces of egg shell were glued to his dick and his sac. Inside the scrotum was Aaron’s single nut, quite a big one actually, the size of a hen’s egg, hanging directly beneath the base of his dick.

“God, that sac looks pretty empty”, Nate grinned while playing with his own balls.

Simon raised his eyebrows. “Nate, please”, he said and looked at Aaron’s crotch. “Granted, that nut looks a bit lonely. But it’s huge! And I bet it’s able to produce quite a load…”

Aaron smiled proudly. “Yeah, it is, actually.”

Nate shook his head. “Okay. A big load for a single nut maybe – but not if you compare it to a normal load…” He wiggled his junk. “Much less an above-normal one…”

Aaron shrugged and smiled. “It can hold its own – even in comparison…”

Nate laughed. “No way…”

“Guys, guys”, I said. “There’s only one way to find out.”

Nate and Aaron looked at me quizzically.

“You mean”, Aaron said slowly, “you want us to jerk off?”

“No”, Leo grinned. “We’ll do that for you…”

I noticed with a smile that the two hard dicks twitched in anticipation.

Leo looked at Tristan and noticed the picture on his t-shirt. He walked over to the table and grabbed a white porcelain eggcup. He held it up like a trophy and smiled: “It’s Easter after all…”
The rest of the guys chuckled while Nate and Aaron didn’t understand what Leo was up to.
Leo placed the eggcup on the edge of the table and beckoned Aaron to come closer. Aaron complied reluctantly and stood in front of the table, his sole nut dangling above the eggcup.

Smiling brightly Leo grabbed three more eggcups and placed them on table as well.

Now it dawned on Nate and Aaron what Leo had in mind.

“Erm, okay…” Nate said, slowly shaking his head. “You want us to…”

“…put our eggs into the eggcups…” Aaron continued.

“…so that you can crack them…” Nate looked horrified.

“…and make us cum?” Aaron’s eyes were wide open.

“Exactly”, Leo grinned. “Then we’ll compare the loads. We have done that a few months ago. It’s fun!”

Nate and Aaron were silent.

The rest of the guys seemed genuinely interested. Simon was licking his lips while Leo’s skater buddies Tristan and Sammy were grinning and mocking Nate’s and Aaron’s dumbfounded facial expressions. Parker and Chad were shaking their heads in disbelief – but they were smiling nevertheless. Danny was grimacing in anticipation. During his career at our website he had endured quite some pain and he knew what was going through Nate’s and Aaron’s heads at the moment…

“Come on”, Leo said, “put your eggs into the cups…”

The two naked guys didn’t move.

“You want to know who shoots the biggest load, don’t you?” Leo grinned.

Aaron shrugged and stuffed his large, sole nut into the white eggcup. His dick was fully hard and sticking out above. His testicle fit perfectly into the cup and it looked almost exactly like the picture on Tristan’s shirt.

Nate followed Aaron’s example reluctantly. He positioned the three cups so that they were touching each other and let his full sac dangle above. With a deep sigh he lowered his equipment into the cups. Fortunately his sac skin was very loose so that he didn’t have to squeeze his three balls apart. Each nut was resting in one of the eggcups and Nate looked at Leo with a mortified look on his face.

“I’m not sure if I like this…” he mumbled.

Aaron nodded.

Leo grabbed four metal spoons and handed one to Tristan, one to Sammy and kept one himself.

He held up the last spoon and grinned. “We’ll crack Nate’s eggs. Who wants to go for Aaron’s nut?”

Parker held up his hand.

“Alright”, Leo said and gave the spoon to him.

The skaterboys and Parker placed themselves on the opposite side of the table and leaned over, spoons in attack position.

The rest of us, Danny, Chad, Simon and me, watched from the sidelines.

“It’s best if you hold your cocks to the side so that they don’t get in the way”, I told Nate and Aaron. “And tell us when you’re close so that we can give you some glasses that you can shoot your loads into…”

They nodded and grabbed their stiff dicks.

“Okay, let’s scramble some eggs”, Leo grinned. He was standing in the middle between Sammy and Tristan so naturally he went for the middle egg and whipped down with his metal spoon, hitting the poor, soft nut hard and bringing a loud moan from Nate. Sammy sent his spoon down on Nate’s right egg, while the left one was left for Tristan. Soon the three skaterboys were pounding their spoons down on Nate’s precious testicles with concentrated looks on their faces.

The look on Nate’s face told a different story, though: He was grimacing in pain, clenching his teeth, alternately holding his breath and panting heavily. He was moaning and groaning while the three cute skaters tapped his three large orbs with their hard metal spoons. Suddenly remembering the purpose of the whole thing, he started to jerk his rod that was standing hard and proud and starting to leak precum.

Parker grinned and looked Aaron in the eyes.

Aaron looked back at him with a miserable expression on his face. “Let’s get it over with”, he sighed.

Parker nodded and sent his spoon crashing down hard on Aaron’s big, single nut inside the porcelain eggcup. Aaron shrieked, causing Parker to grin and hit his ball once more, then again and again, slowly picking up pace and smashing Aaron’s nut into the cup with increasing force.
Both of the guys were moaning loudly, occasionally screaming when someone had scored a particularly good hit…

Chad grinned, turned to me and whispered: “They could have just jerked off…”

I smiled and nodded. “But where’s the fun in that?”

Chad chuckled and we turned to poor Aaron and Nate again. The constant attention that was being paid to Aaron’s and Nate’s unequal equipments started to achieve success. Both of the guys were sweating and panting heavily, moaning and groaning in pain and pleasure as the four guys at the other end of the table were pounding their nuts into the hard eggcups with fierce determination.

“I’m close!” Nate screamed hoarsely, jerking his cock with a grimace of pain on his face. Sammy, Leo and Tristan tapped down on his three nuts with renewed frenzy while I hurried to give Nate a glass. He grabbed it and aimed the tip of his thick cock at the glass, screaming in agony and pleasure as his tormented sperm factory started producing. His three nuts started to contract, lifting from the eggcups towards his body – only stopped by the constant hammering of the three devoted skaterboys. Three large spurts of thick, creamy cum landed inside the glass, followed by more juice dribbling out the slit.

“Fuck!” Nate screamed and jerked his cock until it stopped twitching. Sammy and Tristan stopped their constant pounding of Nate’s poor, empty nuts, but Leo continued tapping his middle nut with his spoon. 

“Stop it!” Nate shouted. Leo looked up at him and grinned. He let go of the spoon, balled his fist and hammered down on Nate’s junk, catching all three of his balls and squashing them down into the eggcups, making Nate stop his screaming. He paled and gulped.

The rest of us stared at him.

Then he grunted and coughed. Slowly reaching for his poor possessions, getting them out of the eggcups and grabbing them tightly with both of his hands. With a mournful look on his face, his eyebrows raised, his mouth dribbling with spit and his cock dribbling with cum, he whispered “Ow.” and collapsed on the ground, rolling around, cradling his reddened sac and moaning softly.

I looked at Leo and raised my eyebrows. “That wasn’t fair…”

Leo shrugged. “I thought it was fun…”

Tristan and Sammy grinned. “Yeah, it was…”

I rolled my eyes. “At least say that you’re sorry!”

Leo shrugged again and walked around the table. Getting down on one knee he patted Nate’s naked back. “Sorry, Nate, I didn’t mean to---“

“It’s okay”, Nate whispered. “My nuts have suffered a lot…” He groaned. “But that was definitely in the top five…”

Leo grinned proudly. “Thanks.”

“You’re welcome…” Nate managed a weak smile. “How did I do?”

Leo looked at Aaron who was still getting his nut pounded by Parker.

“We have to wait until the results are in”, Leo chuckled. “I guess it won’t be long, though…”

He was right. Parker was very dedicated, pounding down on Aaron’s nut with his spoon, the business end of it digging into the soft flesh of the poor testicle, bringing loud shrieks and screams from Aaron. Suddenly Aaron let go of his cock and it slapped in Parker’s direction, twitching violently. Parker continued hitting Aaron’s egg and looked up at his face that was contorted in a mask of pain. Parker grinned and turned his attention to Aaron’s nut in the eggcup again. Aaron’s screams grew louder and louder and – having a hunch of what might happen next – I grabbed another glass to catch Aaron’s load. Before I could give it to him, though, his cock started shooting. A heavy splatter of jizz landed right on Parker’s face, dribbling down his nose and lips. Involuntary Parker licked his lips, catching a good taste of Aaron’s salty goo, and backed away in disgust. I quickly took hold of Aaron’s massive cock and aimed it at the glass.

While he was shooting some more jets of white, sticky semen into the glass, Parker wiped his face with his arm and frowned at Aaron.

Simon, Chad, Danny and the skaterboys were laughing their asses off.

Aaron continued screaming and shooting, filling the glass with his cum while the rest of us was watching in amazement. This guy sure was a shooter!

When he was done, he grabbed his sore nut with his right hand and fondled it.

“Fuck”, he said, spent and exhausted.

Parker nodded. “Right!”

Then Aaron looked at the two glasses. His load was clearly bigger than Nate’s. He grinned proudly and looked at his rival who was still lying on the ground, cupping his three nuts and looking defeated.

“I guess I beat you…” Aaron smiled, nursing his spent ball.

Nate shrugged. He grimaced in pain and continued rubbing his well-stocked sac. “I still got more balls than you…”

Aaron rolled his eyes while the others laughed.

We let the two exhausted guys put their clothes back on again and started feasting on chocolates and the cake I had baked, talking about this and that and the possibilities of turning our little Easter get-together into an annual tradition.

“Perhaps we can get a four-nutter for next year”, Simon smiled.

“There is no such thing as a four nutter”, Nate said in a paternal voice. “Having three nuts is pretty rare, especially when they are all fully functional. But four nuts?” He shook his head.

“Then perhaps a no-nutter”, Simon grinned.

Danny shrugged. “No nuts, no fun…”

“Hear, hear”, Aaron grinned and grabbed his clothed crotch.

“You have to be careful with that nut”, Leo smiled. “You wouldn’t want to lose it, too…”

“Don’t worry”, Aaron patted his crotch lightly. “It’s a strong little thing. And apparently it does hold its own even when there is tough competition…” He grinned at Nate who smiled weakly.

From my place at the table I could see the table where Nate and Aaron had competed against each other. The two glasses that hat contained the guys' jizz were empty now.

I raised my eyebrows and looked at Simon.

Simon smiled at me and shrugged. "Sorry, needed my protein for today..."

I chuckled and shook my head.

Half an hour later, Leo suddenly exclaimed suddenly: “Hey, we haven’t had our Easter egg hunt, yet!”

“Right!” Simon said.

Everybody looked at me. I walked over to the desk and took out a few glasses with food colouring. I placed them on the table and grinned. “Okay.” I pointed at Parker and Chad who had lost the bet earlier. “There are the eggs. Whoever finds them first gets to paint them…”

Parker and Chad looked at me with blank expressions on their faces.

Suddenly all hell broke loose. Everybody snatched at Parker and Chad, knocking down their chairs and reaching over the table.

Parker and Chad were horrified. They ran for their lives, trying to get out of the room and to save their balls from getting stripped and dyed.

“Hey!” I shouted. “Please be careful with---“

My worries were drowned out by the noise in the room. I just hoped that they’d catch Chad and Parker before the studio was razed…

“I got them!” I heard Leo shout, followed by a shrill scream.

I looked at Leo who had a firm grip on Parker’s clothed crotch. The tight jeans did nothing to save his balls from Leo’s fingers and Leo squeezed hard, so nobody could take his prize away from him. Aaron was hot on his heels, though, punching Leo’s groin and making him loosen his grip on Parker’s balls. Aaron slapped Leo’s hand away from Parker’s crotch and grabbed his junk.

“Bastard!” Leo moaned and grabbed his own balls.

“Not so fast!” Danny shouted and kicked at Aaron’s poor ball – that had suffered enough for today, honestly – from behind, causing Aaron to collapse on the floor, sobbing. Danny grabbed Parker’s nuts with his right hand and guarded his own crotch with his left. He squeezed Parker’s balls and grinned.

We had a winner.

In the meantime, Sammy, Tristan, Simon and Nate were fighting to get hold of Chad’s babymakers. My camerman screamed in pain as various hands grabbed at his nuts, pinching them and punching other hands – and occasionally Chad’s poor pouch as well. In the end Simon’s tactic was the best. He was standing behind Chad and while Sammy, Tristan and Nate were hitting each other in the balls trying to reach the Chad’s eggs he was waiting until the three guys were exhausted. Then he reached through Chad’s legs from behind and grabbed hold of the two nuts. Sammy, Tristan and Nate were lying on the ground in various stages of pain and recovery, while Simon grinned proudly.

The room was filled with the moaning of the fallen guys.

I grinned at Danny and Simon, the winners of our egg hunt. Parker and Chad looked mortified, their faces contorted with pain as Simon and Danny were still squeezing their precious nuts.

“We can have it the hard way – or you just drop your pants and let Simon and Danny colour your eggs”, I said to Chad and Parker. “Your decision.”

Simon and Danny gave an additional squeeze to emphasize my point.

Parker and Chad moaned in unison.

“Fuck”, Parker croaked. “Okay, okay, let go…”

Danny released Parker’s balls and the cute indie boy with the flaming red hair unbuttoned the fly of his skin tight jeans with a pained expression on his face.

Chad sighed. When Simon increased the pressure on his balls, he gave up. “Okay”, he whispered. “Stop, I’ll--- Ow!”

Simon and Danny grinned and watched as their victims dropped their pants, revealing two nice and slightly red sets of balls. Danny opened a glass of blue paint and grabbed a brush. Simon grinned and opened a glass of yellow paint.

Meanwhile, the rest of the guys had slightly recovered – except for Aaron and Nate, who were still writhing on the ground. The last assaults appeared to bring back the pain they had endured earlier…
The skaterboys were standing, though, rubbing their sore nuts inside their baggy pants, and watching the show…

“I think I’ll go with a black and blue theme”, Danny smiled and painted Parker’s sac in dark colours.
Simon was in the mood for a more cheerful combination and painted Chad’s large sac with stripes in yellow, red and green.

The two guys that provided the canvasses for Simon’s and Danny’s works of art were looking humiliated and embarrassed. The gleeful comments provided by the skaterboys didn’t cheer them up, either…

A few moments later Danny and Simon were finished and watched the results with satisfied grins.

The skaterboys admired the pieces of art. Chad’s sac was glistening with wet paint, the colourful stripes on his skin waved by the two large orbs inside. While Simon had painted only Chad’s ballsack, Danny had incorporated Parkers penis into his work. It was painted in a clear, bright blue while his sac was dark blue with black dots. Parker’s large nuts stuck out as Danny had drawn hallucinatory circles in a dark red colour on them.

“Beautiful”, Sammy grinned.

“You should hang them in a museum”, Leo mused.

“But you’d have to cut them off for that”, Tristan observed in a serious tone.

Chad and Parker looked at him in horror.

“Just kidding”, Tristan grinned.

Simon and Danny got up and stepped back to get a view of their work.

“You know what’s missing?” Danny said with a sly grin.

“It’s very static…” Simon nodded, winking at Danny.

“Let’s give it a bit of movement…”

Simon laughed and with a precise, concurrent motion both artists drew their legs back and kicked the colourful nuts that lay in front of them. Both shoes connected perfectly, digging into the meaty balls and smashing them into Parker’s and Chad’s crotches with a satisfying, wet slapping sound.

Chad and Parker shrieked and grabbed their balls.

Simon and Danny grinned at each other and said simultaneously: “Happy Easter.”

Friday, March 21, 2008

Something completely different?

In the poll about your favourite type of ballbusting more than 25% (as of today) have chosen "Something completely different" (i.e. different than kicking, kneeing, slapping, squeezing, punching, biting or objects).

It would be great if you cold specify. Apparently I completely forgot about something...

Please comment on this post and tell me what you mean.

Thanks!

Thursday, March 20, 2008

Sammy the ball doctor: Treating Danny

Featured in this story: Danny and Sammy (click for pictures)

Chad and I arrived at the practice at quarter to ten p.m. A friend of mine had lent us his rooms as a location for our little series of “Sammy the ball doctor”. Chad had brought the gynaecological chair and we placed it in the middle of the room.

The walls and the furniture were white and there were framed art prints on the walls – everything looked perfect.

Our protagonist, cute redhead Sammy, arrived a few minutes later and we gave him the white lab coat. He put it on and while he didn’t look very doctor-like – at 18 years he was far too young for that – he looked positively hot in it with a stethoscope around his neck and a determined look on his face.

He watched himself in the mirror and was beaming with joy.

“This is gonna be fun”, Sammy grinned, posing in front of the mirror. He was the equivalent of the cliché nurse fantasy, caressing his body and looking lasciviously at his reflection. “Wanna see my license?” he aspirated at himself, unbuttoning his coat. “I do home visits…”

Chad and I chuckled.

“Hey”, Chad said suddenly. “Why don’t we shoot a short introduction? You know, close-ups, some cheesy one-liners, that sort of stuff?”

“Good idea”, I nodded.

Chad grabbed his camera and filmed Sammy smiling, Sammy frowning, Sammy grabbing and squeezing his bulge, Sammy turning around to face the camera and so on.

“Get your junk out”, Chad said after a few minutes.

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Sammy the ball doctor: Setting the stage

Featured in this story: Danny and Sammy (click for pictures)

A few days ago we were at the skate park watching Leo, Tristan and his skater buddies crunch their nuts in various ways. One of the skaters was Sammy, an 18 year old redhead, freckles all over his face, with an impish grin and obvious delight in getting his hands on his mates’ nuts.

He had – half jokingly – suggested to star in a little series as “Sammy the ball doctor”. Chad and I had talked about it and we thought it might be a nice addiction to our website. Sammy had given me his phone number so I called him today.

“Hi, Alex”, he said. “I wondered if you’d call me.”

“Well, of course”, I replied. “I want to take you up on your offer to star in our original series ‘Sammy the ball doctor’.”

Sammy laughed. “You sure?”

“Absolutely. We thought we’d have a different guest patient in every episode and you’ll… well… ‘cure’ them…” I explained.

“By crunching their nuts, I suppose?”

“That’s the idea.”

“Sounds fun”, Sammy chuckled.

Chad has access to a gynaecological chair and we’ll get you a white lab coat and a few other things so that you can properly treat your patients. We’ll be shooting in the practice of a doctor friend of mine.”

“Great”, Sammy rejoiced. “That’s so cool!”

“The episodes will be pretty short. Five minutes tops.”

“Okay.”

“And we thought it’d be best if the first patient was Danny, with him being an actor and all…” I suggested. “Chad and I’ll think of some symptoms that we’ll give him right before we start shooting and the two of you will improvise on that, okay?”

“Sure.”

“Fine. Why don’t we shoot the first episode the day after tomorrow?”

“Cool.”

“I’ll have to talk to Danny to see if he’s available. I’ll send you an email with the exact time and address, alright?”

“Yeah”, Sammy said quickly. “I’m looking forward to it!”

“Me too”, I chuckled. “Bye.”

Now I dialled Danny’s number and told him about the project.

He was reluctant at first. But his attitude changed after I had told him that his acting skills were called for.

“Oh, I’m good at improvisation”, he said. “Don’t worry.”

I suppressed the urge to tell him that his nuts were going to play the starring role and his acting was just a nice addition.

Danny started to think about his role. “I’ll make him someone who doesn’t go to the doctor’s very often so that he is a bit intimidated by the place. Or--- perhaps he’s a hypochondriac. Maybe he--- Do you already have a name?”

“Erm. I thought we’d call him ‘Danny’.”

“Oh.” Danny was disappointed. “I see.”

“But that’s a big challenge, isn’t it?” I said hastily. “Playing a different version of yourself…”

Danny was silent. “Maybe. Is Sammy going to have a role name?”

“No, he’ll be ‘Sammy the ball doctor’.”

“Okay. I’ll think of something…”

I sighed. “Alright. So you have an appointment for the day after tomorrow.”

“I’ll be on time. See you then.”

Sunday, March 16, 2008

Easter preparations

We have decided to have a little party on Easter Day, you know, play a few games, have an Easter egg hunt, things like that. I have called our models to see who is available.

Unfortunately the jocks, Kev, Ben and Colin, are away because apparently Easter Day is the last day of Spring Break. Jesid had to cancel because he is visiting his parents in Mexico for the weekend. The twins are unavailable, too, and Danny’s brother David is busy playing Tchaikovsky’s “The nutcracker”.


So that leaves us with my cameraman Chad, our ever reliable Danny, skaterboys Leo and Tristan, indie hottie Parker, geeky Simon, and me. I have thought about a few games we could play and I decided to invite a few more guys we all haven’t met yet for an original game called “How many eggs are in the basket”…

Friday, March 14, 2008

Skaterboys derailed

Featured in this story: LeoSammy and Tristan (click for pictures)

When my cameraman Chad and I came to the skate park, we immediately saw two familiar faces: skinny black-haired Leo and his blond friend Tristan were sitting on a bench inside a small, weather-beaten pavilion, that consisted mainly of said bench and a roof. Both of them were wearing their usual outfits, sagging jeans with the waistband of their boxers showing above, t-shirts and sneakers. Tristan once again displayed great taste in t-shirt fashion: I had seen his cartoon ballbusting shirt the last time we had met, now the front of his shirt featured a stylized, drawn nutcracker with two walnuts next to it, one cracked in half. The caption read “skate – don’t think about tomorrow”. I grinned.

The two skaterboys had invited us to come to their favourite hang out place and bring the camera with us so we could film them doing their thing with the boards and without much doubt crunching a few nuts in the process…

We walked over the skate park toward the pavilion, passing a big half-pipe, a few stairs and handrails, some ramps and an area with a wild lunar landscape created out of concrete. There wasn’t much action going on, two BMX riders working their magic on the stairs, and a group of skaters lying lazy in the sun in the middle of the moonscape.

“Hi”, Leo grinned when we reached the pavilion.

Tristan smiled.

After some small talk – “nice weather” – “nice skate park” – “nice t-shirt” – we put down the camera and tripod on one side of the pavilion and sat down.

“Where’s the rest of the gang?” I asked.

“They will be here any minute”, Tristan said.

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Another committee meeting

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

One week after our last meeting, the Ballbusting Olympics Committee (BOC) had arranged another date to talk about the plans for the upcoming Ballbusting Olympics.

I was very busy so I had talked to Kev and asked him to come to the studio with his buddies Colin and Ben so that I didn’t have to drive to the guys’ dorm.

They were on time and I offered them a cup of coffee.

“Don’t you have a beer?” Colin asked.

“Erm, it’s three o’clock in the afternoon”, I said slowly.

“Yeah”, Colin nodded.

“Okay”, I sighed. “I’ll see what I can do.”

I walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge. There was a six pack of beer inside, maybe my cameraman Chad had put it there. I decided to replace it later and brought the beverages inside. Kev had walked over to Chad’s weight bench. Sometimes I saw Chad use it but most of the time it just stayed in the corner and attracted dust...

Ben and Colin followed Kev across the room. They were all wearing jeans, sneakers and t-shirts with various artwork on the front. Kev’s t-shirt showed the logo of his college. Ben was wearing a green t-shirt with some snack maker’s logo on it. I remembered seeing it in the background of one of the pictures on the guys’ website. It had been the sponsor of their nutball competition. Colin’s t-shirt had the Jackass skull and crutches on it. It was exactly the same shirt Tristan had worn when he had been here for Jesid’s casting. Jackass seemed to be pretty popular around here.

“Look at that”, Kev said and pointed to the bench. He took off his t-shirt, exposing his smoth and tanned chest and abs, and grinned at Ben and Colin. He flexed the muscles and winked at them. I saw both of them rolling their eyes at Kev’s antics.

Kev lay down and grabbed the barbell. He easily lifted it up.

“Come on, put some more weight on it”, he grinned. “I am no girl...”

Saturday, March 8, 2008

Your suggestions: Special Guest Star

We are planning to invite a guest star to our studios. With Danny being an actor - though neither a very successful nor a very good one... - we are pretty sure we can get a celebrity to star in one of our videos.

But we need your suggestions: Who do you want to see as Special Guest Star?

Thursday, March 6, 2008

Revenge on Chad

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

Featured in this story: Chad, Danny and Alex (click for pictures)

When I came to the office today I was still sore from the two nutkicks I had received from Danny’s younger brother David. The cute but arrogant 19 year old dancer had had a field day kicking Danny’s and my nuts yesterday. Danny had taken the brunt of the kicks, as he had been nearly knocked out by his brother’s cheerful – and harmful – antics. But David had made a point of humiliating me after kicking my poor balls in, making fun of my allegedly far too sensitive testicles.

Before David had left he had told me that he hadn’t acted just of his own accord (he certainly enjoyed it, though) but that my cameraman Chad had asked him to do sack me to get back at me for a minor incident a few weeks ago.

I surely didn’t want to let the matter rest so after David had left to star in Tchaikovsky’s “The nutcracker” I had talked to Danny and convinced him to help me.

So today I was at the office early. I knew Chad would come at around ten o’clock. I had asked Danny to come at 9.30 so we could overpower Chad together.

Chad is 30 years old – looking younger and quite handsome with his attractive face three-day stubble – and he is quite athletic. He has placed a weight bench in our studio for god know what reason (I don’t think it belongs into this place, but nevermind), and he works out a lot, usually at the gym around the corner, sometimes, very rarely, at the weight bench in our studio. Anyway, I figured that I wouldn’t be able to stand a chance against him, so I asked Danny to help me.

Wednesday, March 5, 2008

The nutcracker prince

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

Today Danny and David paid our studio a visit.

David, the cute 19 year old ballet dancer, had spoken to me a few weeks ago on the phone. Today he was in town for a performance of Tchaikovsky’s ballet “The nutcracker” (in which he danced the titular character) and he had decided to come to our studio with his older brother Danny, a struggling actor who had worked for us since the beginning of our website.

Last time I had met both of them had been a few days ago when we had organized a little Oscar party. 

David had been a surprise guest and Danny hadn’t been too happy to see him as they had a rather difficult relationship.

In the end it had been a tumultuous night – especially for Danny’s poor babymakers which had been the target for quite some brotherly abuse…

I was lost in thoughts about our Oscar Party and suddenly I remembered that David had announced to kick his brother’s balls in for Eddie Murphy’s triple win for ‘Norbit’ at the Razzies.

I was wondering whether David had already carried through on his promise when the door opened and Danny and David walked in.