Sammy the ball doctor: Treating Alex

 Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

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

“I guess it’s your turn today”, Chad grinned.

I grimaced. “Chad, you wouldn’t want to---“

“No way, man!” Chad shook his head. “No way.”

Today, we were filming another episode in our “Sammy the ball doctor” series.

“No way I’m gonna let that little devil get his hands on my junk today!” Chad said with a determined expression on his face. “Tonight, I’m going out with my new girlfriend. She’s a little shy and hasn’t let me in her panties, yet. But tonight’s the night…” He glanced at Sammy who winked at him. “And I’m not gonna let him trash my shit!”

Lanky skaterboy Sammy was sitting on a chair, wearing his white lab coat, with a stethoscope hanging around his neck. He was 18 years old, with red hair and green eyes, and cute freckles all over his face.

He looked at me with an impish grin. “I wouldn’t mind treating you…”

I smiled weakly.

Chad chuckled. “Well, let the little fucker have a little bit of fun with your nuts…”

Originally, we had planned to let our model Kev play the patient. But a few moments ago, Kev had phoned us, cancelling his appointment.

My nuts tightened inside my boxers when I looked at Sammy and saw him staring at my crotch.

I looked at Chad. My cameraman had stepped in twice already, and I saw the slight chance of persuading him to do it once again. I cleared my throat.

“No”, Chad said firmly, holding up his hands. “My balls are off-limits today. Seriously.” He adjusted his crotch and sighed. “Serious case of blue balls. If that fucker touched them, they might pop.”

I grimaced and gently ran my hand over the bulge in my jeans.

“Come on, Alex”, Sammy grinned, cracking his knuckles. “I’ll be gentle.”

I let out a bitter laugh. “I doubt that.”

Sammy and Chad chuckled.

“Okay, Alex”, Chad said, smiling. “Do you have a date tonight?”

I shook my head.

“Alright”, Chad nodded. “Any need to jack off?”

I shrugged. “No more than usual.

“Alright”, Chad grinned. “Any porn video rented?”

I shook my head.

“Any web site subscription running out?”

I shook my head.

Chad raised his eyebrows. “Well, what do you need your nuts for?” He turned to Sammy. “Can you see any reason?”

Sammy smiled. “None at all.”

Chad patted my shoulders and grinned, “I guess it’s show time, Alex.”

I sighed. “Okay”, I said in a low voice.

Chad walked behind the camera. “Why don’t you get out of the room and prepare for your role?”

Sammy and Chad shared a chuckle.

“You could have some quality time with your nuts”, Chad grinned. “You know, say good-bye and stuff like that…”

I let out a deep sigh and walked out the door.

We were filming in a real doctor’s practice. A friend of mine was a doctor and he allowed us to use his rooms when he wasn’t in.

I closed the door behind be and sat down in the hallway.

There was a strange feeling creeping up my stomach. I opened the fly of my jeans and reached inside, grabbing my balls closing my eyes.

My thoughts wandered.

One the one hand, I thought, it might be a nice touch for the website to be involved in one of the skits. A Hitchcockian cameo. A lot of directors did it.

I grimaced.

But then again, those directors didn’t put their balls on the line and let a cheerful, young skater mess with their family planning. I was 26, I hadn’t thought much about procreation. Now, with the vivid images of all the other guys I had seen as Sammy’s patients, I started to wonder whether I wanted to have kids.

My hand fondled my balls. They were pretty big. Nothing to be ashamed of. Two low-hanging, ripe plums below a nice, cut dick that wasn’t too small, either. It wasn’t oversized, but I had never heard any complaints… My sac was hairy and I hadn’t trimmed my pubic hair for quite a while. I should have---

“Action!” I heard Chad shout.

I grimaced and buttoned my jeans. There was a mirror in the hallway and I looked at myself. I was wearing tight blue jeans – I adjusted my crotch so that it would look better on camera – and a white shirt. The only thing that I didn’t like about the image in the mirror was the worrying expression on my face. I ran my hand through my blond hair and exhaled slowly. Okay. Show time.

“Alex?!” I heard Chad shout. “Are you there?”

I sighed and knocked on the door.

“Come in”, Sammy shouted cheerfully.

I opened the door and walked into the room.

Sammy was standing next to the gynaecological chair that we had placed in the middle of the room. He was holding a chart in his hand and looked at me expectantly.

I blushed.

Sammy grinned and looked at the chart. “You are Alex, right?”

I nodded, feeling very, very stupid. I didn’t know where to put my hands, so I stuffed them into the pockets of my jeans.

“What can I do for you?” Sammy asked, smiling at me.

I stared at him, feeling all the blood in my body rush into my head. I had forgotten to think about a reason for my “appointment”.

Sammy looked at me. His smile changed into a grin.

“My---“ I cleared my throat. “My balls”, I said. It was the only thing I managed to think of.

Sammy did a very good job of hiding his amusement. “Okay, Alex”, he said. “A routine check up, right?”

I nodded.

Sammy got down on one knee in front of me.

I stared down at him.

Sammy smiled at me. “Does this hurt?”

I opened my mouth. Before I could say a word, Sammy’s fist crashed into my crotch in a nut-crunching uppercut.

My jaw dropped. At first I thought that Sammy had missed my nuts. A split-second later I knew he hadn’t. He had gotten them both dead-on. The pain started slowly, a dull, distant throbbing in my balls. It crawled up to my abdomen and made its way to my lungs, strangling my throat and making me let out a hoarse moan.

My hands were firmly lodged in my pockets, and, to be frank, I had other body parts to worry about…

Sammy stood and chuckled as I slowly doubled over.

“I guess it does, huh?” he grinned. “What about this?”

He brought back his foot and kicked my balls hard.

I shrieked in pain as his instep collided with my precious plums, ramming them into my pelvic bone and flattening them like pancakes.

“Fuck”, I croaked, managing to pull my hands out of my pockets and grab my aching crotch. I whimpered and clutched my nuts, trying to ease the pain by gently rubbing the bulge in my jeans.

Sammy smiled. “Why don’t you take off your clothes, Alex?”

I looked up at him, my head spinning.

“Wait, I’ll help you”, Sammy said and started unbuttoning my jeans. I groaned in pain as he took off my shoes, my shirt and my jeans.

I glanced at the camera and saw Chad grinning at me as I stood in front of Sammy, grimacing in pain, half-naked, wearing only my boxers and my socks.

A sudden, sharp pain in my nuts borught my attention back to Sammy.

The lanky skaterboy had grabbed my nuts with his right hand. His skinny fingers were squeezing my balls like they were trying to turn them into mush.

I let out a girlish scream as Sammy yanked down hard, causing my knees to give. On my way down, Sammy yanked up again.

An ear-piercing yell escaped my lips as my whole body weight dragged me down, with my tender testicles heading for the opposite direction.

I stumbled and didn’t manage to catch my weight, collapsing on the ground with an agonized moan.

Thankfully, Sammy had let go of my balls, or he would have ripped them clear off my body.

“Your balls seem to work just fine. They are a bit weak, that’s for sure”, Sammy said, smiling down at me as I writhed on the ground, whimpering in pain. “But I think that we’ll manage to toughen them up a bit.”

I let out a gurgling moan, my body bucking as waves of pain washed through my body. “What?” I whispered.

“Let’s start with the therapy, shall we?” Sammy smiled.

My vision was blurred. I noticed Sammy’s smirk as he lifted my body up and put me into the gynaecological chair. He was a bit taller than me, and although I wasn’t very helpful, he had me stripped and sitting in the chair in no time.

I groaned and whimpered. The pain started to go away, and I was starting to breathe normal again. But now my wrists and my ankles were hurting.

I stared at Sammy who grinned, holding my boxers in his hand.

I was completely unable to move. That bastard had tied my arms and legs to the chair! My legs were spread wide apart, with my aching plums on full display between my thighs. I struggled against the ropes but Sammy had tied me so fast that I had no chance of freeing myself.

“Stop!” I moaned. “Sammy, this is going too---“

Sammy chuckled and stuffed my boxers into my mouth.

I gave a muffled scream of protest as my mouth filled with the fabric.

Sammy smiled and reached inside a drawer, producing two band-aids. He grinned and put them on my mouth, holding my boxers in place.

I groaned. Thank God I had changed my underwear this morning…

Sammy looked down at my crotch and raised his eyebrows. “I guess you need a shave”, he said matter-of-factly.

My eyes widened as Sammy held up a can of shaving cream and a razor.
I struggled against my restraints while Sammy applied the shaving cream to my crotch, smearing my pubes, my cock and my hairy balls.

Sammy couldn’t be trusted with a razor near my most valuable possessions!

As if he was reading my mind, Sammy grinned and glanced at the shiny blade. “I’ll be very careful”, he said and brought the razor up to my balls. I felt the sharp edge touch my sac and held my breath, trying not to make a move.

Sammy hesitated. “I’ve never done this”, he grinned. “I use a electric shaver.”

I whimpered, my eyes fixed on Sammy’s hand.

Sticking out his tongue, Sammy started shaving my nuts. He took his time, eliminating every single hair in my crotch. When he was finished, he grabbed a white towel and rubbed the remains of the shaving cream off my crotch.

I stared at my naked groin. The attention that Sammy had paid to my cock had made it stand up straight in an impressive erection, with my bare, swollen balls hanging low in their now hairless sac.

“How do you like it?” Sammy grinned, holding the towel in his hand.

I stared at him.

Sammy shrugged. “At least it makes your cock look bigger…” He winked at me and let the towel snap into my crotch.

My balls bounced up, sending a fresh wave of pain through my body.

Sammy chuckled. He let the towel drop to the floor and grabbed my balls.

I whimpered as he squeezes them in his skinny fingers. The unfamiliar feeling of my sac being completely smooth mixed with the very familiar feeling of agony as Sammy kneaded my nuts in his hands.

My cock twitched, its head fiery red, and a drop of precum oozed out of it’s tip, slowly running down the length of my hairless shaft.

I moaned.

Sammy grinned. He looked me in the eyes and winked. Then he twisted my balls around in a sharp, forceful motion of his hand.

My eyes crossed and I screamed into the boxers lodged in my mouth.

Sammy grinned and twisted his hand the other way around.

I shrieked and writhed on the chair, feeling as if he had buried a knife in my guts.

Sammy let go of my bald nuggets and slapped them playfully.

I winced and whimpered, staring at my smooth cock that was oozing precum. By now, the head was glistening with sticky, clear fluid, and my dick looked like it had been glazed with clear varnish.

Sammy looked at me and grabbed a little plastic cup. He took a step back and smiled gently. “Now”, he said, beaming with anticipation. “I’m gonna kick the cum out of your nuts.”

My heart sank. I watched him take another step back. I screamed and writhed on the chair, filled with panic at the prospect of having Sammy’s sneaker crunch my poor, shaven jewels.

But Sammy was unimpressed. With a running start, he launched a drop-kick at my crotch. The sole of his sneaker connected with my precious babymakers and flattened them like pancakes.

I gagged as my body was filled with pain.

Through a gaze of tears I saw my cock twitch.

Another kick connected with my testicles, driving them into my body and making me want to die right then and there. My stomach turned and I retched.

With the third kick, Sammy landed a particularly heavy blow to my gonads. I felt my nuts squish between Sammy’s sole and my body, and I was sure he had popped one of my delicate plums.

I felt my body convulse and everything went black for a very brief moment. My eyes clenched shut, and I yelled in pain. My whole body was sore, and my genitals felt as if they were being run through a meat grinder. I opened my eyes and saw Sammy hold the clear plastic cup right in front of my cock. My dick was shooting cum like a fountain. It landed everywhere, on the floor, on my body, and in the cup.

Sammy did his best to catch as much of it as he could. He punched my nuts hard, making another jet of thick white cream spurt out of my cock. It landed spot-on in the cup, making it overflow with my sticky juice.

I wailed in pain and closed my eyes again, unable to watch my naked dick.

Suddenly, I felt Sammy’s hand at my mouth.

I opened my eyes as he yanked the band-aids off my mouth and pulled my boxers out.

My boxers were soaked with my spit, and my throat was dry.

I coughed. “Ow”, I whispered hoarsely.

Sammy grinned and held the cup against my lips. It was filled to the brim with my semen.

I stared at it, grimacing in pain. “No”, I croaked.

“It’s a household remedy”, Sammy grinned. He grabbed my nose, causing me to open my mouth.

Holding on to my nose, he poured my spunk down my throat. I gagged and retched as I tasted the salty liquid on my tongue.

“Swallow”, Sammy grinned, pouring every last drop of my cum into my mouth.

I whimpered and coughed, feeling my jizz run down my gullet.

“Good boy”, Sammy grinned.

I closed my mouth and groaned in pain and humiliation. My cock was starting to go soft.

Staring at my smooth crotch, my bald cock and my hairless nuts, I wondered how long it would take until everything was back to normal.

Sammy smiled at me. “I think your balls are perfectly fine”, he said cheerfully. “The semen sample looked very good. And I’m sure it tasted good, too…”

I shot him an angry look.

“Okay”, Sammy said, walking towards the door. “See you later.”

He walked out the door, closing it behind him.

I closed my eyes and let my head fall back.

“Cut!” I heard Chad shout.

“Untie me”, I croaked. My whole body was hurting.

Sammy and Chad stood next to me, watching me with amused expressions on their faces.

“Untie me!” I repeated.

Chad glanced at Sammy. “What do you think, doctor?”

Sammy grinned. “Well, I think he has to rest for a couple of hours.”

Chad nodded.

I stared at them.

“Why don’t we let him sit here until tomorrow morning?” Sammy suggested, grinning.

Chad chuckled. “Good idea. The doctor will be in at 8, I guess.”

My eyes widened, thinking about the prospect of having my friend discover me in this position. “You can’t be---“

“Okay, let’s go”, Sammy smiled. “Bye, Alex.”

I blinked. “But---“

“Bye, Alex”, Chad said.

They walked out the door, leaving me behind.

My mind was racing. Here I was, completely naked, my crotch shaven, my nuts black and blue, a used cup that smelled of semen lying on the floor.

The two bastards let me stew in my own grease for five long minutes before they came into the room again, laughing their asses off.

“You really thought that we’d do it, didn’t you?” Chad chuckled, tears in his eyes.

“You bastards!” I screamed.

Sammy laughed and untied my wrists and my ankles.

I groaned and got out of the chair, falling down my hands and knees and groaning in pain. “Fuck!”

“Man, he really worked you over… And that razor thing…” Chad grinned. “You look like one of those naked mole rats…”

“Fuck you, Chad!” I grunted. I turned to Sammy. “You didn’t have to do that!”

Sammy shrugged. “I always wanted to try it.” He paused. “And your cock does look bigger that way…”

Chad burst out laughing.

I moaned. Getting up slowly, I looked down at my crotch. I would need some time to get used to my new look.

My thoughts were viciously interrupted when Chad brought his foot up and kicked my nuts hard. His boot collided with my swollen, bruised gonads, ramming them into my crotch and making me double over and clutch my crotch.

“Fuck”, I whimpered. “Fuck!” I collapsed on the ground.

Sammy and Chad laughed.

“Sorry, man”, Chad grinned. “But those naked suckers are just too inviting to let such an opportunity go by…”