Tuesday, September 30, 2008

The coach disciplines the water polo team

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

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

“Ready to go?” I asked my cameraman Chad.

He nodded.

I walked over to the boys to give them some final instructions.

Kev was standing in the middle of the locker room.

“You are really angry at your team”, I said and smiled.

“I know”, Kev grinned. “They are a bunch of losers and I’m full of frustration.”

“Right”, I smiled.

“I got it”, Kev said.

The 20 year old jock was shirtless and barefoot, wearing sweat pants and a baseball cap.

He had a muscular chest and perfect six pack abs.

We were filming the first episode of our “Role play” series, and Kev was the coach of the waterpolo team. He was a bit young for the role, but he made up for it with a determined attitude. I was pretty sure he was going to shake his team up…

Monday, September 29, 2008

Auditions - round 1: Len vs. Francis

I watched Len as he was sitting on the couch. He was a quiet guy with blond hair and a cute face. But something about him irritated me. I couldn’t quite put my finger on it.

The 20 year old blond had arrived twenty minutes early and I had offered him a cup of coffee.
Len had declined.

He hadn’t wanted tea or a soft drink, either, and when I had asked him whether he would like a beer, he had stared at me as if I had offered him a line of cocaine and a prostitute.

Now, we were sitting opposite each other, waiting for Francis, Len’s opponent, to arrive. Len and Francis were going to fight against each other in the first round of our selection process to find a new model for our website. At the end, there would be only one guy left.

I cleared my throat. “Looks like it’s going to rain”, I said, trying desperately to find a topic Len was willing to discuss.

Before, I had tried everything I could think of, TV, movies, music, politics, the economy.

“I guess the farmers could use some rain”, I added, smiling weakly.

The lanky boy shrugged.

I looked at my watch and sighed.

Sunday, September 28, 2008

Sammy the ball doctor: Treating Chad again

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

Featured in this story: Chad and Sammy (click for pictures)
My cameraman Chad looked at me with a strange expression on his face, a unique blend of anger, desperation and resignation.

A week ago, I had made him agree to do another episode of our “Sammy the ball doctor” series. He had done one couple of months ago, and it took quite some persuasion to get him to see “Doctor” Sammy for a follow-up appointment… But I guess I had been quite compelling – and pretty relentless on his testicles – so Chad finally agreed.

Now he was standing in front of me at my doctor friend’s practice. To add insult to injury (and quite literally so…), I had given him an patient hospital gown, one of those flimsy things that were open on the back. It was white with small blue dots. My attractive 30 year old cameraman was stark naked underneath. The gown covered his upper body, his crotch and his thighs, but his muscular legs and his feet were naked.

He sighed and turned around to walk to the door, letting me catch a glimpse of his naked back and ass. I chuckled.

Chad sighed deeply and walked out the door.

We had set up the camera equipment and were ready to start.

Sammy, our red haired protagonist, was wearing his doctor’s coat. He grinned in anticipation. Under the white coat he was wearing sagging jeans, a black t-shirt and old sneakers. The idea for the doctor skits had been his, and he took great delight in donning the coat now and then, and treating his “patients” to a thorough examination of their most private area.

Saturday, September 27, 2008

Soccer balls 2: Phil's punishment

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

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

Last week, professional soccer players Jimmy and Phil had competed against each other in a ball kicking competition. The twins, George, Zach, Brandon and Cal had provided the balls, while Jimmy and Phil had done the kicking. It had been a messy affair, at the end of which Jimmy had been the winner. 18 year old Phil, the red haired soccer pro, who had been born in England and was now one of the highest paid soccer players in the US, had lost.

Today, Phil was going to receive his punishment.

The muscular boy was standing in the room, dressed in his soccer outfit. He was wearing green shorts and a green jersey with his name and number on the back, soccer shoes, socks and cleats.
He looked at me and scratched his head. “Jimmy is back in England?”

I nodded. “He had to take a flight home.”

Phil grimaced. “He should have taken me with him…”

I chuckled.

Phil sighed. “Where’s my team?”

I raised my eyebrows.

“George, Cal and Will were on my team last week”, Phil said.

I nodded.

“Where are they?”

I smiled. “There are no teams today.”

Phil stared at me.

“You are going to have to take it on your own”, I continued.

Friday, September 26, 2008

Arrangements

Featured in this story: Kev (click for pictures)

Today, Kev came by the studio.

The 20 year old jock scratched his head and grinned at me. “Let me come right to the point: I want to play a prank on Ben.”

I raised my eyebrows. “But I thought he was your best buddy?”

Kev shrugged. “Yeah, sure, but he has been rather annoying, lately.”

I looked at him.

Kev chuckled. “He is always boasting about winning a wrestling tournament, you know?” Kev grimaced and imitated Ben’s voice, “‘I’ll eliminate the competition, Kev!’” Kev shook his head, grinning. “He calls himself ‘The Eliminator’.”

I chuckled.

“Of course that’s bullshit, but Ben believes it. And he has been pestering me for weeks about this thing. He wants me to ask you to do a wrestling tournament”, Kev explained.

I shrugged. “Well, I don’t know. That’s not our field of expertise, I guess.”

Kev nodded. “That’s what I’ve been telling him.” Kev paused. Then he winked at me. “But I got another idea. A better one that might play into your field of expertise…”

I looked at him, expectantly.

Kev grinned. “You know, how about this: We do this. A wrestling match. A tag team match, to be precise. I’ll team up with Ben and we’ll challenge… well, I don’t know…”

“What about the twins?” I suggested.

“Yeah, great!” Kev grinned. “The twins. Will is gonna love it! Okay, so we challenge the twins. And we’ll need a referee. We can do it in the gym, you know, where we had the Olympics! Great! We’ll invite all the guys from our dorm. I guess Ben is going to invite them all himself, he’ll be sure he’ll win… Anyway, we fight against each other – but the twins and the referee and me – we’ll give Ben the beating of his lifetime… We’re gonna bust his balls in front of all his friends.” He looked at me, smiling brightly. “It’s gonna be so much fun.”

I shrugged. “I can give you the telephone number of the twins. And as for a referee – why don’t you ask Danny? I’m sure he’ll be happy to help.”

Kev rubbed his hands and laughed. “Perfect.”

“When do you want to do it?”

Kev thought about that for a moment. “Hmm.” Then his face lightened up. “What about next Friday?” He chuckled. “He’s got a date with Cindy. She’s the hottest girl in college. And he’s all bragging about how he’ll fuck her brains out. Why don’t we change his plans?”

I shook my head slowly, grinning at Kev. “That’s mean.”

Kev laughed. “Yeah, it is, isn’t it?”

“Okay”, I said. “Friday next week. See you then…”

Thursday, September 25, 2008

Hitting the high notes

Today, Danny came into the studio with a big smile on his face.

“I’ve got something for you”, he announced, waving a DVD.

“What is it?” I asked him.

He placed the DVD on my desk. It was unmarked.

“It’s been a few weeks since you asked me to track down Zac Efron”, Danny said, sitting down next to me.

I nodded. “Our members want him to be our next Special Guest Star.”

Danny grinned and leaned back on his seat. “It wasn’t easy. With the High School Musical franchise and all that stuff, I had some trouble reaching him.” He paused.

I looked at him. “So?”

“Well”, Danny said slowly, looking at his fingernails. “I talked to a couple of friends who talked to a couple of their friends who talked to a couple of their friends.”

I nodded, waiting for Danny to spill the beans.

“Well”, Danny looked at me, beaming with pride. “I found him.”

“Great!”

Danny nodded. “A guy who was the assistant of an assistant of the personal assistant to ‘Mr Efron’ on ‘Hairspray’ happens to be an old friend of mine.” He winked at me. “A fuck-buddy, to be precise.”

I chuckled.

“And he gave me Zac’s cell phone number and this”, he pointed at the DVD.

I put the DVD into the player.

“Behind the scenes of ‘Hairspray’”, Danny said.

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Auditions - round 1: Milosh vs. Clay

“Hi“, Milosh grinned and entered the room. “Waiting for me?”

I looked at my watch and sighed. “Well, we wanted to start half an hour ago.”

Today was the first day of a little ballbusting tournament we had arranged. The winner of the tournament would become the new model for our website.

Clay, a very handsome guy who looked like he could be the coverboy for “Men’s Health” magazine, was sitting on the couch, looking tired.

Milosh shrugged and grinned. “I don’t own a watch. It’s no use.”

He was wearing blue jeans and exactly the same grubby t-shirt that he had worn the day he came to the first meeting. His black hair was unkempt, and both his jeans and his t-shirt looked like they should have been replaced a couple of weeks ago. The t-shirt was torn at several spots and I tried not to stare at Milosh’s muscular abs that were visible through the tears.

Milosh had told me that he was a gypsy living on the street. He didn’t seem to be uncomfortable with that. In fact, it seemed like he was more than happy just the way he was.

The contrast between him and handsome clay couldn’t have been clearer.

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Once and for all

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

Yesterday, my cameraman Chad and I had agreed to face off in a fight to end our ongoing office vendetta.


If I lost, I’d have to raise Chad’s salary.

If he lost, he’d star in another episode of our series “Sammy the ball doctor”.

Since I couldn’t afford to pay Chad more money, I was pretty determined to win. And, of course, I wanted to see him get his nuts bashed by our nice and relentless Sammy…

Anyway, I arrived at the studio at ten o’clock.

I was wearing jeans and a t-shirt, and sneakers. When I saw that I was the first one to arrive, I walked to the kitchen and made some coffee.

A couple of minutes later, Chad arrived. He sat down at the table and lit a cigarette.

“Everything alright?” I asked.

Chad grunted.

I knew he was not a morning person, so I poured him a cup of coffee and sat down and smiled at him.

His clothing was pretty similar to mine: jeans, t-shirt, sneakers.

Obviously, he had had the same thought I had: denim is the fabric that offers the most protection.

“In the mood for a fight?” I grinned and took a sip from my cup.

Monday, September 22, 2008

Pressing issues

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

A couple of days ago, I had tried to get back at my cameraman Chad for busting my balls in front of three businessmen. He had humiliated me, and I attacked him. Unfortunately, Chad had worn a protective cup, and he had managed to turn the tables on me, again.

By now, the pain had worn off, but I was still angry at him.

He acted as if nothing had happened: Occasionally, he would smirk at me when I absentmindedly massaged my testicles under the table, but he seemed to think that the matter was closed.

It wasn’t, of course.

Today, it was time for my revenge.

It was quite a hot day and Chad was wearing short sweat pants and flip-flops. At around noon, he decided to have a go at the weight-bench to press some weights. The weight bench in our studio hadn’t been used for a couple of months.

Chad took off his t-shirt, revealing his muscular chest and his defined abs. He was 30 years old, and very good looking. A lady’s man if there ever was one.

Sunday, September 21, 2008

One on one: Simon vs. Parker

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

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

I looked at the two hot young guys sitting on the couch in our studio while my cameraman Chad was setting up the camera for another episode in our “One on one” series.

Parker, the 21 year old aerial gymnast, was wearing skintight green jeans and a tightfitting orange t-shirt. His flaming red hair looked like he had dyed it recently. He had a very original style which suited him beautifully. His muscled chest and defined abs were outlined on the thin fabric of the t-shirt.

He was talking vividly to Simon, who was 2 years older than him.

Simon was the exact opposite of Parker, at least clothing-wise. He was wearing black trousers and a grey shirt with a black slipover. In contrast to Parker’s well-worn sneakers, he had put on shiny black leather shoes. His dark blond hair was cut in a traditional hairstyle and neatly combed.

The blue eyes behind his horn-rimmed glasses were fixed on Parker’s face as the two boys laughed and talked.

I grinned.

Everytime I met Simon, he reminded me of Clark Kent with those glasses and the geeky overall impression. Fortunately, I had been able to witness his transformation into Superman a couple of times… Simon’s big dick, his juicy nuts and his amiable thirst for spunk made him a very delightful addition to our roster of models.

Saturday, September 20, 2008

Soccer balls 2

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

“Why don’t you take off your clothes“, I said, smiling at the six guys who were standing in front of me. “Jimmy and Phil should be here any minute.”

Will chuckled. The blond gymnast ran his hand through his hair and winked at me. “You can’t wait to see us naked, huh?”

I grinned. “Well, you know, I’ve seen you naked a couple of times – but it’s always a pleasure…”

Will laughed and began unbuttoning his jeans. He reached inside his underwear and pulled out his fat cock and his big nuts. He stroked his cock and winked at me again.

I shrugged and smiled.

His twin brother Michael rolled his eyes and took of his shirt.

Both guys had muscular bodies and similar sets of genitals.

The other guys had no reason to be jealous of the twins’ bodies or their junks, though.

Friday, September 19, 2008

Cups

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

I was sitting at my desk, trying to concentrate on a letter I had received. I had read it at least three times, but it didn’t make sense. The reason for that wasn’t incoherent writing, spelling errors or my lack of understanding the English language, but the throbbing pain in my testicles.

I grimaced and shifted my position on the chair, only to be reminded quite painfully that my cameraman Chad had done a great job hurting my reproductive organs.

Yesterday, he had repeatedly kicked and punched my naked balls. He had humiliated me in front of three businessmen who had expressed their interest in working with us. After they had seen Chad humiliate me and hurt my nuts, they had changed their plans and left.

I massaged my aching gonads. It had been a hellish night. I hadn’t been able to sleep, because the pain had kept me awake. This morning, I had decided to wear loose-fitting trousers and no underwear to allow my nuts to swing freely. I was wearing a t-shirt and sneakers.

Chad was fumbling with the camera.

Chad”, I said. “About yesterday.”

Chad lifted his head and ginned at me. “Yeah?”

“That was just wrong”, I said. “Those guys could have been our chance to turn this website into a cash cow.”

Chad shrugged. “I think we’re doing fine.”

I groaned and rubbed my throbbing nuts.

“Maybe you should see a doctor?” Chad said, glancing at me crotch and smirking. “I happen to know a pretty good one. Sammy the ball doctor.” He laughed and ran his hand over his chest. He was wearing jeans and a t-shirt, and boots.

Thursday, September 18, 2008

Suits

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

I should have seen it coming.

My cameraman Chad had been nice and friendly since I had cracked his nuts with a pool cue. I knew he was angry at me for ruining yet another date for him, but he didn’t show it. We worked together and talked about this and that, and I thought that maybe he had forgotten about the incident. Or maybe he had forgiven me. Of course he had not.

Today was a particularly busy day and tonight I was going to meet some people who considered investing in our little website. I had no time to go home, so I decided to take a shower at the studio and head to the meeting right away.

“What do you expect from that meeting anyway?” Chad said and looked at me.

“I don’t know”, I said, unbuttoning my shirt and putting it onto the couch. “Maybe they want to advertise on our website and we’ll get rich.” I grinned and took off my jeans.

Chad shook his head slowly. He was wearing jeans, a beige t-shirt, and boots. “You really think so?”

I stared at him while taking off my socks and trying to keep my balance. “I don’t know…”

“I think it’s a waste of time”, Chad said.

Chad”, I said, starting to get annoyed. “I’ll tell you about the meeting tomorrow. But I won’t know what’s going to happen if I don’t meet them!”

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

One on one: Zach vs. David - the rematch

Sequel to One on one: Zach vs. David

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

A couple of weeks ago, attractive and arrogant dancer David had defeated big balled frat guy Zach in a match that had seen David dominate Zach every step of the way.

Now, after Zach had absolved a weekend at a training camp to toughen up his oversized and pathetically weak nuts, he wanted a rematch.

David hadn’t hesitated for a second. After his easy victory, he was looking forward to humiliating Zach a second time.

Now, Zach was standing in the middle of the studio.

David hadn’t arrived, yet.

My cameraman Chad was standing behind the camera.

“I’m gonna defeat him”, Zach said and grinned at me. “I’m gonna crush his nuts and make him cum…”

I smiled. “You mean, just like he did to you?”

Zach stared at me. He was wearing a plain white t-thirt, blue jeans and sneakers. His blond hair was cut short and looked eager to fight.

“He busted your balls pretty badly, didn’t he?” I said. “I remember you lying on the floor, nursing your poor, weak nuts, with cum all over your body and---“

“Alex”, Zach interrupted me. “What are you trying to do? Intimidate me?”

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Top trumps: Ideas

A month ago, on of our readers suggested a plot for a new story. This is what he wrote:
One crazy idea...a game of Top Trumps with the boys. Write the name of
each player on a piece of paper. Randomly select 2 pieces of paper to
choose 1st and 2nd contestants. 1st contestant chooses one category
from a short list (ball size, cock size, feet size, strength,
toughness). Then the contestants compare this category. Winner gains
points and loser gets sore balls and a dented ego!
I really like the idea and I think I'm going to turn it into a series.

Do you have any suggestions for pairings, categories, etc.? I'm thinking of putting groups of three to six people together in one group. They won't do every category every time, so it would be great if we had as many categories as possible to choose from...

This is what we have so far:

Categories
ball size
cock size (length, thickness; limp, erect) [updated 09/16/2008]
feet size
strength (determind by wrestling, arm wrestling etc.) [updated 09/16 + 09/18/2008]
ball toughness (determined by kicking, punching, squeezing, adding weights on a glass plate etc.) [updated 09/16/2008]
amount of cum
time to shoot
muscle size
sport competition (foot race, swim race etc.) [updated 09/17/2008]
sexual performance [updated 09/16/2008]
foot odor [updated 10/13/2008]
ability to seduce (i.e. make another player hard/cum) [updated 11/26/2008]

Players
Game 1: Zach, Xander and the twins [updated 09/16/2008] [published 10/28/2008]
Game 2: Leo, Sammy, Brandon and Cal [published 11/25/2008]
Game 3: Ben, Tristan, David and Danny [updated 11/26/2008*] [published 12/24/2008]
Game 4: Logan, Kev, Parker and Phil [updated 11/26/2008* and 02/27/2009**] [published 02/28/2009]

Please let me know your ideas!
* Originally, group 3 consisted of Ben, Tristan, David, Danny, George and Phil. But having written the first two stories I realized that six guys is to much... I split the group up and added Kev and Parker to group 4.
** Originally, George was part of the fourth group. Since he left in February, I decided to have Logan take his place...

Monday, September 15, 2008

On cue

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

Two days ago my cameraman Chad had busted my balls after quite a long period of peace between the two of us. He had gotten a botched haircut and I had laughed about it. I shouldn’t have, of course, but instead of reasoning with me, Chad had decided to take matters – i.e. my nuts – in his own hands… Since then, he acted as if nothing had happened. I did, too. But I was determined to get revenge.

My opportunity came when Chad took his lunch break today. It was a sunny day, not too warm, and my 30 year old cameraman was wearing loose-fitting blue pants, a white t-shirt and sneakers. His hair looked normal again, and he was looking as handsome as always with his three day stubble and casual clothing. I had noticed that his junk was swinging freely between his legs, his balls and his cock clearly outlined in the flimsy fabric.

“I’ll be back in ten”, Chad said and left the studio.

After he had gone, I walked to the pool table that was standing in the middle of the room. We had used it just once, for the shooting of one of our first videos, and it was starting to get considerably dusty… I grabbed the cue stick and looked at it. It was solid and heavy, and I grinned. Perfect.

When Chad opened the door to the studio, I was waiting, cue stick in hand.

My attractive cameraman looked at me. Apparently he had been to the Italian take-out guy around the corner, holding a pizza box in his left hand and a bottle of Pepsi in his right.

“Alex?” he said slowly. “What---“

I didn’t let him finish his sentence, I just slammed the heavy end of the cue stick into his crotch, making sure to aim for the middle of his prominent bulge, catching both of his hefty balls and his cock, too, with a resounding thud. His pants offered very little protection, and I could see the cue stick sink into his crotch, digging into the soft mound and crunching both of his nuts.

Sunday, September 14, 2008

One on one: Kev vs. Nate

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.
Note: This story contains extensive foot domination.


Featured in this story: Kev (click for pictures)

“I’m a little bit surprised”, Nate said, taking a sip of coffee. The tall, 26 year old guy looked at me and chuckled. “I guess I didn’t expect you to want me back.”

I shrugged. “It’s not my decision, Nate.”

He nodded. The handsome guy with the auburn hair and the sparkling green eyes was dressed casually, wearing jeans, a dark green t-shirt and sneakers. The crotch of his jeans was bulged considerably.

“You aren’t exactly popular with our members, Nate”, I continued, smiling apologetically. “When we asked them to vote for their favourite models, you came in last place with 1% of the votes. I think there was just one member who cast a vote for you. Otherwise you might have ended up with zero percent. They don’t like you.”

We were sitting on the couch in the studio.

Nate smiled weakly. “Thanks”, he said sarcastically. He grabbed his crotch and looked at me. “Is it because of…” He gave his package a light squeeze. “… those?”

I shrugged. “I guess.”

Nate let go of his groin and took another sip from his cup.

I looked at his crotch. There wasn’t anything unusual visible now. But I had seen Nate naked for a couple of times. He had a rare condition called triorchidism. In plain language: He had three nuts inside his ballsac. They were three fully functional testicles, all of them well-formed and quite large. And Nate was quite proud of them.

Saturday, September 13, 2008

Bad hair day

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

More than two months after our last violent encounter, Chad apparently decided that the time for peace had passed...

Back then, the two of us had engaged in a heated ball battle, each one trying to crack the other guy’s nuts. In the end, after both our sacs had received their fair share of pain, we had agreed on a peace treaty, guaranteeing each other not to engage in harmful behaviour directed towards our reproductive organs.

Today, Chad came to a unilateral decision to break the truce. I was completely taken by surprise. I don’t even know why he attacked me. Well. Actually, I have a hunch…

I was wearing a t-shirt and a loose-fitting shorts. After a pretty rough sexual encounter the other day, I decided to let my stuff get some rest, so I wasn’t wearing any underwear, letting the sceptre and the jewels dangle freely between my thighs.

I was sitting at my desk, flipping through a magazine, when Chad entered the studio.

“Hey”, I said cheerfully, smiling at my cameraman.

Chad was wearing jeans and a colorful t-shirt with a band logo and tour dates on it.

“How are you?” I smiled.

He had leather boots on his feet, and a baseball cap on his head.

“What’s up?” I looked at him.

Friday, September 12, 2008

One on one: Danny & David vs. the twins

Featured in this story: DannyDavid and the twins (click for pictures)

“I don’t like him”, Michael mumbled to his brother.

The two blond twins were sitting on the couch.

Michael was wearing jeans and a white shirt.

His brother Will was naked except for his boxer briefs. His tanned body looked fantastic. Being a professional gymnast, he had a muscular body. His pecs and abs were well-defined and his legs were muscular and strong. At 6’2”, he was quite tall, with large, yet elegant hands and big feet, and an impressive set of genitals which were bulging inside his boxer briefs.

“I don’t like him”, Michael repeated.

Will shrugged.

Next to him, strawberry blond actor Danny was reading a magazine.

“I know what you mean”, he sighed and turned a page. “I don’t like him, either.”

Thursday, September 11, 2008

Auditions: Second batch of candidates

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

Note: Girl present. And she engages in sleazy heterosexual behaviour, too… 

Featured in this story: LoganXander and Alex (click for pictures)

Yesterday, we had met the first batch of candidates who had answered to our ad and wanted to join our team of models. Originally, there had been eight guys, but we had to let one guy go because of his insufficient equipment.

Now, six new guys were standing in the middle of the studio.

I looked at my watch. “Okay, we’re just waiting for two more guys.”

The boys nodded. They were all in their twenties, two blonds, two black haired guys, one short redhead and a boy with curly brown hair.

I grabbed the list with the guys’ names, their photos and their resumes. “Why don’t we start with you while we are waiting for Alexander and Stan?” I said.

The guys nodded again.

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Auditions: First batch of candidates

Note: There's very litte actual ballbusting going on in this story. It's more like a prologue where the first batch of candidates gets introduced.

We were in the studio.

Eight guys standing in front of us, while my cameraman Chad and I were sitting at the desk.

A month ago, we had placed an ad in the local newspapers. We were searching for young men who were willing to model for our site. But they didn’t know what our site was about. In fact, they didn’t even know that it had sexual content. But I guessed they had a certain hunch since Chad had asked them about their measurements when he spoke to them on the telephone…

I had a list with the guys’ data on it.

I looked at the list. “Alright. Nestor?”

A Latino guy raised his hand. He was 23 years old, with shoulder-length black hair and a ponytail. He had deep brown eyes and a smooth, young face. He looked innocent, but a small scar on his forehead and another, bigger one on his left cheek indicated that he might not be that innocent at all… Nestor was wearing blue jeans and a denim jacket, both of which looked old and dirty. The red t-shirt he was wearing had a black-and-white picture on it, depicting a menacing looking guy I didn’t recognize.

“You’re 23 years old?” I asked, looking at his resume.

Nestor nodded.

“Okay. Why don’t you undress”, I said matter-of-factly.

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

Back again

Hi there! I hope you missed me... :-))

I had a wonderful vacation and I've had quite a few ideas for new stories.

I'll try and give you a new post every day for the rest of the month to make up for my vacation. This is what I have planned:

Tomorrow and the day after that, you'll get to know the 16 guys that will compete against each other to become a model for our website in the Auditions story.

Then there will be some more parts of the Office vendetta story, culminating in a fight between me and Chad, and another episode of Sammy the ball doctor featuring the loser of said fight.

The One on one series will continue with Danny and David vs. the twins, Kev vs. Nate, Zach vs. David (the rematch), and Sammy vs. Parker. I'm working on Ben and David Kev (sorry, my mistake...) vs. the twins, and I hope I'll be able to publish it this month, too.

Then, of course, there will be the Soccer balls 2 competition and the first episode of the Role play series.

And those are just the stories that I have already finished...

Memory Lane 9

I’m taking a break for a couple of days, going on a much-needed vacation... No internet, no email, no TV, nothing but laziness. And instead of deserting this blog and posting nothing for nine days, I’ll try to direct your attention to a couple of older stories that I posted a while ago on this blog (and blogspot's scheduling function will help me with that...). You might have missed one or two of those, so I hope you like the idea. The first new story will be posted when I'm back, on September 10th…

High kicks
Okay, today it's the last day that we spend looking back. Beginning tomorrow, there will be fresh and new stories.
Today's story marks the first appearance of the character of David, Danny's brother, a professional dancer and amateur asshole.
I know many of you like David and his cocky attitude. This month, David will get company. Another mean character is going to get introduced in the Auditions story.
In the meantime, enjoy David humiliating his brother Danny...

Monday, September 8, 2008

Memory Lane 8

I’m taking a break for a couple of days, going on a much-needed vacation... No internet, no email, no TV, nothing but laziness. And instead of deserting this blog and posting nothing for nine days, I’ll try to direct your attention to a couple of older stories that I posted a while ago on this blog (and blogspot's scheduling function will help me with that...). You might have missed one or two of those, so I hope you like the idea. The first new story will be posted when I'm back, on September 10th…

Spit it out
Featuring Simon and Leo (and Kev in a supporting role...) in a fierce cumshot competition, this is another one of the early stories of this site.

Sunday, September 7, 2008

Memory Lane 7

I’m taking a break for a couple of days, going on a much-needed vacation... No internet, no email, no TV, nothing but laziness. And instead of deserting this blog and posting nothing for nine days, I’ll try to direct your attention to a couple of older stories that I posted a while ago on this blog (and blogspot's scheduling function will help me with that...). You might have missed one or two of those, so I hope you like the idea. The first new story will be posted when I'm back, on September 10th…

Soccer balls: Jimmy's training
This story is the 4th part of Soccer balls (Soccer balls 2 is coming soon...) and it marks Phil's very first appearance.

Saturday, September 6, 2008

Memory Lane 6

I’m taking a break for a couple of days, going on a much-needed vacation... No internet, no email, no TV, nothing but laziness. And instead of deserting this blog and posting nothing for nine days, I’ll try to direct your attention to a couple of older stories that I posted a while ago on this blog (and blogspot's scheduling function will help me with that...). You might have missed one or two of those, so I hope you like the idea. The first new story will be posted when I'm back, on September 10th…

Casting Jesid
In a poll in January it was decided that Jesid was going to be the next guy to get cast. His casting session included some valuable help from Leo and Tristan (whose character gets introduced here). It’s the first story I wrote that included actual sex.
The character of Jesid didn’t last long. He made his last appearance just two weeks later and I don’t think I’m gonna bring him back unless I happen to have a brilliant idea for him.

Friday, September 5, 2008

Memory Lane 5

I’m taking a break for a couple of days, going on a much-needed vacation... No internet, no email, no TV, nothing but laziness. And instead of deserting this blog and posting nothing for nine days, I’ll try to direct your attention to a couple of older stories that I posted a while ago on this blog (and blogspot's scheduling function will help me with that...). You might have missed one or two of those, so I hope you like the idea. The first new story will be posted when I'm back, on September 10th…

The workshop
This story introduces the character of George, although it took some time for him to make his second appearance. I always liked him, and initially I thought about making him a recurring guest. But since nobody reacted to him, I didn’t pursue that thought. Then, a couple of months later, a reader suggested to have him come back.
The story features a couple of props that are used to bust some balls. I’m not entirely happy with it, because there are a few things I should have written another way. But I still like the premise…

Thursday, September 4, 2008

Memory Lane 4

I’m taking a break for a couple of days, going on a much-needed vacation... No internet, no email, no TV, nothing but laziness. And instead of deserting this blog and posting nothing for nine days, I’ll try to direct your attention to a couple of older stories that I posted a while ago on this blog (and blogspot's scheduling function will help me with that...). You might have missed one or two of those, so I hope you like the idea. The first new story will be posted when I'm back, on September 10th…

And the winner is...
This Oscar party themed story was a little experiment. I set the parameters one day before the ceremony by assigning a couple of movies to every guy and publishing the roster before the ceremony started (The nominees). The next day, I wrote the story as the ceremony unfolded. There were a couple of surprises and a couple of expected wins, and it was great fun for me to write this story, especially since I had no influence on the outcome of it all.
It was really hard work, too, because I wanted to publish the story as soon as possible but, naturally, I couldn't write anything beforehand...

Wednesday, September 3, 2008

Memory Lane 3

I’m taking a break for a couple of days, going on a much-needed vacation... No internet, no email, no TV, nothing but laziness. And instead of deserting this blog and posting nothing for nine days, I’ll try to direct your attention to a couple of older stories that I posted a while ago on this blog (and blogspot's scheduling function will help me with that...). You might have missed one or two of those, so I hope you like the idea. The first new story will be posted when I'm back, on September 10th…

Richard and Paul 1
Richard and Paul 2
Richard and Paul 3
I know, I've only just published the last part of it one month ago, but the first part was published on the 29th of December, 2007, the second one on the 20th of February, 2008, so I really kept you waiting for quite some time...
I know that a couple of you don't like this story at all. And a couple of others love it. The characters - and to some extend the plot - were based on suggestions by a reader way back in December, right after I started writing. I haven't been able to get in contact with him since, so I don't know if he still reads this blog.
The reason I ended this story - and gave the two protagonists some kind of "Happily ever after" ending - was that I ultimately didn't like the "I get a video and tell you what I see" style. I do use that device now and then, but somehow I've come to find it increasingly clumsy. That's why it took so long to write the third part...
Nevertheless, I like both of the protagonists, and I guess some character traits have found their way into other characters as well...

Tuesday, September 2, 2008

Memory Lane 2

I’m taking a break for a couple of days, going on a much-needed vacation... No internet, no email, no TV, nothing but laziness. And instead of deserting this blog and posting nothing for nine days, I’ll try to direct your attention to a couple of older stories that I posted a while ago on this blog (and blogspot's scheduling function will help me with that...). You might have missed one or two of those, so I hope you like the idea. The first new story will be posted when I'm back, on September 10th…
Eggheads
This is a little story featuring Kev, Ben and Colin from the leadup to The Ballbasting Olympics. I like the cheerful viciousness of all the characters involved, and I still think that it's kind of fun.

Monday, September 1, 2008

Memory Lane 1

I’m taking a break for a couple of days, going on a much-needed vacation... No internet, no email, no TV, nothing but laziness. And instead of deserting this blog and posting nothing for nine days, I’ll try to direct your attention to a couple of older stories that I posted a while ago on this blog (and blogspot's scheduling function will help me with that...). You might have missed one or two of those, so I hope you like the idea. The first new story will be posted when I'm back, on September 10th…

The menu – Intro to bbb.org
It’s the center piece of a four part story featuring Danny and the twins. It was one of the first stories I wrote after the initial castings and it was posted on the 20th of December, 2007. I played around with a couple of corny one-liners, so it might not be everyone's cup of tea... It remains one of my favourite stories, though...