Auditions – round 2: Logan vs. Dean

Previous parts:
Placing the ad

Sorting-out

Change of plans

First batch of candidates

Second batch of candidates

Round 1: Milosh vs. Clay

Round 1: Len vs. Francis

Roudn 1: Omar vs. Cillian

Round 1: Ian vs. Stan

Round 1: Tom vs. Nestor

Round 1: Logan vs. Max

Round 1: Dean vs. Robin

Round 1: Xander vs. Jordan

Your thoughts

Round 2: Milosh vs. Xander

Bribery

Round 2: Cillian vs. Nestor

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

Featured in this story: Logan (click for pictures)

Logan walked into the studio, followed by a group of guys most of whom I recognized from the last time I had seen him. They were friends of his from high school, all in their late teens, most of them white, a couple of them black, Hispanic, or Asian.

“Hi”, I said.

“Hi, Alex”, Logan said, smiling. “I brought my friends again. I hope that’s okay with you…”

I shrugged. “Sure.” I turned to the guys and pointed at the couch. “Make yourselves comfortable…”

Chatting and laughing, Logan’s friends walked past us and sat down on the floor and on the couch.

Suddenly, a young, redhaired guy with a nose piercing burst into the room, slightly out of breath. “Am I late?”

“Nah”, Logan grinned at him. “Plenty of time, Jeremy.”

Jeremy smiled and joined his friends at the other end of the studio.



I looked at Logan.

The blond 18 year old was wearing jeans and a light blue t-shirt with a considerable bulge in the crotch. But something was different than the last time.

“Did you change your look?” I asked.

“Well”, Logan said, running his hand over his chin, smiling at me. That’s when I noticed the major 5-o-clock shadow on his face, a stubble around his mouth and chin, that made him look even more attractive.

“Looks great”, I said.

“Thanks”, Logan grinned. “I didn’t shave for a couple of days, and I kinda liked it…”

I smiled.

“Who’s gonna be my opponent today?” he asked.

“His name is Dean”, I said. “I don’t know if you’ve met him.”

“Don’t think so”, he replied. “The name doesn’t ring any bells.”

“24 years old, black hair, pretty strong”, I said.

Logan shrugged.

“There he is”, I smiled as Dean walked into the room.

He was roughly the same height as Logan, wearing sneakers, jeans and a black t-shirt. His thick, black chest hair ran right up to his neck, some of it showing above the neckline of his shirt.

I introduced him to Logan and asked him if he was okay with Logan’s friends watching.

Dean grinned. “Last time I was here, the action was X-rated. You think your friends can handle that?”

Logan shrugged. “Well, they’ve seen me fight, so---“

“No”, Dean interrupted him. “I fucked the guy I defeated.”

Logan raised his eyebrows.

“We had an agreement: the winner gets to fuck the loser.”

Jeremy had heard Dean and walked towards us.

Logan’s friends watched in silence.

Jeremy looked at Dean’s crotch and gave his nuts a playful squeeze. “Wow, you’re hard already…”

Dean grinned proudly.

Jeremy looked at Logan and winked at him.

Logan shook his head. “Sorry, that’s not my cup of tea.” He shrugged. “I’m not into fucking guys.”

Dean chuckled. “Maybe you’re into getting fucked.”

Jeremy laughed. “No, he isn’t, believe me.”

“Pity”, Dean said, shrugging. He took off his shirt, revealing his muscular, hairy chest.

Jeremy looked at him and grinned. He ran his hand through the hair on Dean’s chest and winked at him. He playfully squeezed Dean’s nipples, making Dean wince and chuckle.

“Jeremy”, Logan said slowly, grinning at his red haired friend. “Would you mind stepping out of the way? Dean and I have some business to attend to…”

Jeremy chuckled and took a step back.

“Alright”, I said. “Everybody set?”

Dean nodded.

Logan smiled and took off his shirt. His buddies cheered and clapped as he revealed his smooth, muscular chest. As a high school senior, he was in his school’s wrestling team, and he had a great body, trained and smooth, with six pack abs and tanned skin.

Jeremy grinned and pinched Logan’s tender, pink nipples.

“Ouch”, Logan said, smiling.

Dean cleared his throat and adjusted his crotch.

Jeremy glanced at Dean’s groin and chuckled. Then he walked back to the couch and sat down.

I joined Chad behind the camera and nodded at Logan and Dean.

Logan turned to Dean and lowered his upper body, assuming a wrestling position.

Dean watched him, slightly amused.

Logan’s friends began cheering and clapping.

Dean looked at them.

Suddenly, he kicked at Logan’s jeans-clad crotch. His instep connected with the considerable bulge in Logan’s pants and crunched his nuts hard, knocking the wind out of his opponent.

The crowd let out a collective “Ooooooh” and cringed in sympathy.

Logan coughed and grabbed his crotch. He grimaced in pain.

Dean chuckled. “Never let your defense down…”

Logan coughed again. He looked up at Dean and managed a weak smile.

Dean grinned and took a step forward. Surprising Logan, he quickly applied a head-lock, wedging Logan’s neck under his right arm. He reached forward and slapped Logan’s ass.

The young wrestler grunted and wrapped his arms around Dean’s body, interlocking his hands behind his back and digging his elbows into Dean’s sides.

Dean cursed and reached inside he back Logan’s jeans, grabbing the waistband of his boxer briefs and yanking them up, giving Logan a picture-perfect wedgie and squishing his nuts inside his jeans.

Logan yelped in pain and let go Dean’s body. He was panting heavily. His head was beet red, held firmly in place by Dean’s arm.

The crowd watched in shock as Dean yanked up Logan’s underwear again and again, until there was a loud tearing sound and the boxer briefs ripped apart.

With a swift motion, Dean pulled the up with a triumphant laugh, waving them at the audience.

“Logan!” Jeremy started chanting, and his friends joined in. “Logan! Logan! Logan!”

The blond high school wrestler screamed. He balled his right fist and threw a vicious uppercut into Dean’s crotch. His knuckles dug into the soft flesh of Dean’s nuts, driving them into his pelvis and making Dean gasp.

Before Dean had a chance to react, Logan powered two more hard punches into Dean’s balls, making the black haired guy moan in pain and loosen the headlock on Logan.

Logan was panting heavily. He stumbled to the side and ran his hand through his blond hair, catching his breath and watching Dean double over and let out a miserable moan.

Dean’s eyes twitched as his hands found the two delicate orbs inside his jeans. His knees met and he jumped up and down, howling in pain.

Logan inhaled deeply and straightened. He shook his legs and grimaced. Then his eyes fell onto his ripped boxer briefs that were lying on the ground, right in front of Dean.

He lifted them off the ground and looked at his friends, waving his underwear. “”Anybody got any use for those?” he grinned.

“Yeah!” Jeremy shouted.

Logan chuckled. “Didn’t see that coming...”

Logan tossed the briefs at Jeremy, hitting him in the face, causing the crowd to erupt in laughter and cheers.

Jeremy put on a little show, inhaling deeply and moaning in delight as his face was covered by Logan’s underwear. “Hmmm. Thank you.”

Logan grinned and shook his head slowly. “You’re welcome…”

Jeremy held the briefs in his hands and looked at them. He buried his nose in them, causing a couple of his friends to cringe in disgust.

“Did Joanne give those to you?” Jeremy grinned.

Logan laughed. “No, I bought them myself. I don’t need my girlfriend to buy me clothes…”

Jeremy stuffed the briefs into his pocket and winked at Logan. “I hope she won’t notice they’re gone…”

Logan grinned. “If she does, I’m gonna tell her that you stripped me naked and robbed them. She’s gonna rip your nuts off…”

Jeremy grimaced. “Ew.”

“Speaking of which”, Logan chuckled and turned to Dean who was moaning in pain.

His face was pale and he coughed.

Logan grinned and looked at his fist. “Oops. Did I shatter your jewels?”

A couple of Logan’s friends laughed.

“It was a pretty hard hit”, Dean whispered.

“You finished?” Logan asked causally.

Dean looked up at him. “No, of course not.”

“Good”, Logan smiled. “Because my kicks are even better than my punches.”

Dean blinked.

Then Logan’s foot collided with his aching balls, eliciting cheers and applause from Logan’s friends and a high-pitched shriek from Dean.

Logan bit his lips and grinned. “I’m sorry. That was mean.” He adjusted his crotch. “But so was giving me a wedgie.”

His black haired opponent whimpered in pain, doubled over and cupping his crotch.

“You should know”, Logan continued. “I like to win. And sometimes I get a little carried away.”

Dean groaned.

Logan looked at Dean. “So…”

Dean’s eyes twitched. He lunged at Logan, but Logan took a step to the side, causing Dean to land flat on his belly.

Logan’s friend roared with laughter.

“Well”, Logan chuckled. He grabbed Dean’s legs and lifted them off the ground. He brought his foot back and kicked Dean’s nuts hard, bringing an agonized scream from Dean’s lips.

Dean was lying on the round, belly down, with his crotch a couple of inches above the ground. He writhed and kicked his legs, trying to get out of Logan’s grip, but Logan just chuckled and kicked his balls again with a resounding thud.

The crowd cheered and clapped as Dean groaned in pain.

Logan let go of Dean’s legs, allowing him to curl up in a ball.

“Had enough?” he asked casually.

Dean whimpered in pain.

“That’s a no!” Jeremy shouted. “Finish him!”

“Not so fast”, Logan chuckled. “Let him speak for himself.”

Dean whimpered. “Fuck you.”

Logan raised his eyebrows. “Oh”, the handsome wrestler grinned and scratched his chin. “I guess that’s a no…”

He leaned down and grabbed the back of Dean’s jeans, lifting him off the ground and dragging him across the room.

Dean struggled and managed to break free.

He brought his heel up into Logan’s groin and crunched his nuts hard.

Logan doubled over, grabbed his crotch and moaned.

Quickly, Dean was on his feet, grimacing in pain, but surprisingly agile. He lunged at Logan and punched his abs.

Logan coughed. His hands wandered upwards and he held his abs, allowing Dean to aim lower and punch his young nuggets with a nutcrunching uppercut, causing Logan to scream in pain.

His eyes clenched shut and he fell to his knees.

“No!” Jeremy screamed.

Logan groaned in pain.

Dean watched him, grimacing, rubbing his crotch, his cock rock hard in a plainly visible erection.

He leaned over Logan and reached for his zipper, opening his fly and yanking down his jeans to his knees, exposing Logan’s thick cock and his big, low-hanging balls.

Logan moaned.

Much to Dean’s surprise, Logan’s cock was as hard as his, its tip glistening with precum.

“No!” Jeremy screamed.

“Wow”, Dean grinned and slapped Logan’s naked balls, causing Logan’s fat cock to twitch.

Logan grunted and rammed his elbow into Dean’s groin, making him stumble and loose his balance.

He fell to the ground, with Logan jumping on top of him.

The two boys struggled for a couple of seconds.

Suddenly, there was a high-pitched scream.

The crowd watched, wide-eyed and excited, and Jeremy inhaled sharply.

“Remember, you opened this door”, Logan growled, his hands buried inside the front of Dean’s jeans. His muscles flexed as he added pressure, squeezing Dean’s tender testicles hard and twisting them in his vice-like grip.

Dean’s mouth was wide open as he screamed from the top of his lungs.

Logan pulled his hand out of Dean’s jeans and yanked them down. Dean wasn’t wearing any underwear, and his rock hard cock slapped against his abs. A few drops of precum landed in the hairline that ran from his chest to his pubes.

“Fuck!” Dean screamed.

Both boys’ jeans were pulled halfway down their legs as they were lying on the ground.

Logan looked at Dean’s hairy nutsac and delivered a powerful backhand slap that connected perfectly with Dean’s bulging right nut. He balled his fist and brought it down on that ball, squishing it between his knuckles and his thigh.

Logan watched Dean’s face closely as he ground his fist into his tender right nut, twisting it and flattening it viciously.

Dean’s cock was twitching heavily.

“Hey, Jeremy”, Logan shouted. He held Dean’s right testicle in place with his left hand, lifed his right fist and hammered down on Dean’s poor right ball.

Dean howled in pain.

“Yeah?” Jeremy shouted.

“I think there’s something for you in this sucker”, Logan shouted.

The crowd laughed and cheered.

Dean as screaming from the top of his lungs, his dick twitching violently, and his nut receiving blow after blow from Logan’s relentless fist.

Jeremy knelt next to Dean and winked at Logan.

The blond boy chuckled.

He let go of Dean’s right nut, grabbed his cock in one hand, his balls in the other hand, and squeezed the life out of his nuts.

Jeremy lowered his head and opened his mouth, just in time for the first jet of cum to land on his tongue.

Dean screamed hoarsely as his cock spat spurt after spurt of hot, sticky, white cum that landed inside Jeremy’s wide open mouth.

Jeremy gulped down Dean’s jizz, his eyes glistening with excitement, as a thick jet of spunk landed on his nose.

“Oops”, Logan grinned. “The aim is a little off…”

Dean was screaming and howling.

A few seconds later, Logan let go of his nuts and slapped them playfully, causing Dean to cough.

Jeremy grabbed Dean’s cock jerked it, trying to squeeze every last drop out of the fat member.

Dean was panting and moaning, his black hair wet with sweat, his eyes glassy and filled with tears.

Jeremy licked the tip of his dick, causing Dean to shiver and groan.

“I guess that’s it”, Logan said, standing up. His large erection pointed at Dean. “Or do you want me to give your balls a nice little post-orgasm treatment?”

Dean shook his head quickly. “You win”, he whispered before curling up in a ball, clutching his aching gonads.

Logan turned to face his friends, his glistening cock swinging up and down.

The crowd erupted in cheers and applause, and Logan took a bow.

Jeremy licked his lips and stood next to Logan.

“Ew”, Logan grinned, looking at Jeremy’s face. He pointed at his cum-stained nose and chuckled. “Better clean that up.”

Jeremy smiled, scooped up the sticky jizz with his fingers and gulped it down.

Dean was moaning in pain, his hands cupping his agonized testicles.

Logan sighed and pulled up his jeans. He struggled to stuff his raging erection in. “Man, I guess I gotta see Joanne right now. I’m gonna give her the night of her life…”