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...”



“Okay”, Ben and Colin walked up to him and added a few weights to the barbell.

Kev lifted it not as effortlessly as the first time but he didn’t have serious problems, so he got bolder. “Guys, that may be right for you – but I don’t wanna lift air, I wanna lift weights!” Kev grinned at his two friends.

Ben and Colin shrugged and did as they were told, adding more weights to the ends of the barbell.

Now Kev wasn’t as cavalier about the task. He had difficulties lifting the barbell from its holder. The veins on his neck started to protrude and he breathed heavily as he tried to stretch his arms up. It took a few moments but eventually he succeeded, holding the barbell up over his head.

“Help me drop it”, he hissed between his clenched teeth.

Colin and Ben stood at either side and grinned down on him. They grabbed the ends of the barbell but they didn’t exactly help him, guiding the heavy think with their index fingers until it came to rest on Kev’s naked chest.

“Fuck!” Kev panted. “Get that thing off!”

Colin grinned. “Overstrained, hm?”

Ben chuckled.

Kev breathed heavily and his chest and abs were wet with sweat. “Fuck!” he hissed.

“Get it off of him”, I said.

Colin looked at me. “Spoilsport”, he muttered and nodded at Ben.

They grabbed the heavybarbell and lifted it into its holder.

Kev’s muscles relaxed and he sighed deeply. He looked exhausted. “Fuck! Don’t ever to that again!” he said to his buddies.

Kev and Colin grinned.

Kev lay on the weight bench, his eyes closed and his hands fondling his chest that was glistening with sweat.

Colin winked at Ben and walked around the bench until he stood between Kev’s outstretched legs, looking down at Kev’s bulging crotch.

Colin lifted his right leg. “Got a boner, Kev?”

“What?”

“Seems you got all hot and bothered”, Colin grinned and placed his sneaker down on Kev’s sensitive genitals.

Kev winced and grabbed Colin’s foot.

Colin chuckled and ground down harder, sinking his foot into Kev’s groin and squashing his nuts under his sole.

“Ow”, Kev moaned. “Stop it.”

“Make me”, Colin grinned and stomped down even harder.

“Fuck!” Kev tried to remove Colin’s foot from his crotch but Colin was more vigorous than his poor body. 
His sneaker flattened Kev’s balls inside his jeans and caused Kev to moan louder.

“Come on, let him be”, Ben said, walking over to Colin.

Colin laughed and leaned in on Kev, resting all of his body weight onto his foot and making Kev cough.

“Colin”, he coughed, “you’re breaking them.”

“Come on, you always pride yourself on having the toughest balls in town...” Colin grinned.

“Colin”, Ben said. Then he decided to take matters into his own hand. He looked at Colin’s crotch from behind and looked at me.

I shrugged.

Ben sighed. He brought his foot up, crashing it into Colin’s crotch, the instep of his sneaker smashing Colin’s soft nuts.

Now it was Colin’s turn to moan. He fell down to the floor and grabbed his balls while Kev did the same.

Both of them groaned and massaged their poor, beaten balls.

Ben looked at me. I was still holding the six pack of beer in my hands.

“Let’s have a beer”, he said.

We walked over to the table and sat down, waiting for the boys to recover and drinking a can of beer in the meantime. Actually, it took three cans for them to get up and when they joined us at the table, there was none left.

“You could have left one for us”, Colin said accusingly.

“Yeah”, Ben said. “And you could have left Kev alone. But you didn’t.”

Colin frowned at him.

“Okay”, Kev said, still rubbing his sore pouch. “Let’s just get it over with and then we’ll have a beer at the 
dorm, okay?”

Colin and Ben nodded.

We talked for about half an hour, but there weren’t too many news. The college TV channel hadn’t responded yet so we didn’t know whether they were going to broadcast the games. Kev, Ben and Colin had placed flyers at the other dorms but there had been no reaction so far.

We decided to call it a day and to meet again next week.

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