Shakeout – task 6: Erections

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

Featured in this story: Ben, Danny, Kev, Parker, Simon and Vince (click for pictures)

Previous parts:
Crisis
Business
Meeting with the enemy
Task 1: The key
Task 2: The machine
Task 3: The mallets
Taks 4: The glass plates
Task 5: The math

Last fall, a bitter fight had started between us and the team of a rival website, ballbustboys.com. Somehow, they had been able to get privileged information about our site, copying our skits and stealing our members. We suspected that there was a mole among our models, but we and’t been able to find out who it was so far.

Warren, the owner of ballbustboys.com, was a sinister guy, big and muscular, with a no-nonsense-attitude,. He had challenged us to compete in a series of twisted tasks.

So far, we had won two of them, with Warren’s team winning three challenges. Today, we were going to compete again – and we needed a win.

In the end, the losing website would have to go offline – and we sure hoped it wouldn’t be us…

We entered the first floor of Warren’s warehouse.

Warren had told us to bring five models, and Chad and I had asked everybody we could think of. Most of them hadn’t been very keen on helping us out…

In the end, we had been able to get muscular jock boy Kev (who was very confident and didn’t believe the horror stories that Ben and the twins had told him), his dorm buddy Ben (who had been persuaded by Kev to accompany him – finally, Kev had offered Ben a go at one of the girls Kev was seeing, and Ben had accepted), red-haired indie boy Parker (who had defeated and humiliated Russian stud Dima a couple of weeks ago and hoped to see him again to rub it in his face), handsome actor Danny (who was recovering from Christmas with his family – apparently his brother David had treated him to a private rendition of “The Nutcracker”…) and geeky Simon (who didn’t have anything better to do).

Kev and Ben were talking about girls, bragging about their stamina and the reputation they enjoyed on campus. The rest of the boys were silent.

When we entered the warehouse, even Kev and Ben shut up.

The vast room was cold, moist and dark. Three or four naked lightbulbs hung from the ceiling, illuminating parts of the room.

Warren greeted us with a smirk. “Happy new year”, he grinned.

I ignored him.

Behind Warren, his wiry cousin Rex was talking to five of Warren’s models.

I recognized four of them: Andrew and Brett, the two black haired twins that we had met last time; Itsuki, the muscular Japanese who had endured the very first task; and Dima, the big, menacing Russian whose donkey dong and supersized eggs had been bruised and swollen after Parker had defeated him in task 3.

The fifth guy was a tall, muscular blond with short hair and blue eyes. He had a handsome face with full lips and a chiselled jaw.

“Hey, Dima”, Parker grinned when he spotted the Russian hunk. “How is your cock? Still working?”

Dima grunted and made a step towards Parker.

“Dima!” Warren said sharply.

The stud growled and stopped. He mumbled something in Russian, prompting Warren to reply in the same language.

Dima didn’t seem to be satisfied with Warren’s reply, and he shook his head.

Warren walked up to Dima and brought his knee up hard between the Russian’s legs.

The bulging, soft mound in Dima’s jeans flattened and he let out a hoarse moan and doubled over.

Warren turned to us, glaring at Parker who was grinning. “Wipe that smirk off your face, pal, or I’m gonna rip your nuts off, okay?”

Parker shrugged.

I heard someone clear their throat and turned around.

It was Vince, the technician who was the mastermind behind the vicious tasks. He was 20 years old, not very tall, with a slim build and brown hair, trying his best to grow sideburns and a goatee that looked slightly ridiculous.

He was standing between two wooden frameworks, wearing a white lab coat.

“Yes?” Warren barked, turning around and facing Vince.

“I’m ready”, Vince said in a low voice.

“I’m gonna deal with you later”, Warren snapped at Parker.

Parker shrugged again.

“What are you waiting for?” Warren shouted at Vince. “Explain it to us!”

Vince nodded and cleared his throat again.

The rest of us looked at him expectantly.

“First, you have to choose one model each”, Vince started.

Warren pointed at the blond guy. “Scott, your turn.”

Scott grinned and nodded. “Sure.”

I looked at my models.

“Kev?” I said. “Would you like to---“

“Can’t wait”, Kev chuckled.

Scott and Vince stood next to Vince.

“You sure you’re up for it?” Scott grinned, taking off his shirt and exposing his muscular abs, his defined chest and his strong arms.

Kev looked at him and let out a laugh. He took off the backpack that was hanging over his shoulder.

Scott raised his eyebrows.

Slowly, Kev stripped down to his white boxer briefs, revealing his trained, muscular body.

Scott smirked and unbuttoned his jeans. He had some hair on his chest that went down in a thin line, disappearing in his black briefs that bulged with his genitals.

Kev chuckled.

Both guys were facing each other, each of them with a derisive grin on their face as they eyed their opponent’s body.

“Here”, Scott said, flexing his biceps, “you think you can compete with that?”

Kev smiled. Without saying a word, he posed, showing off his abs and his pecs, and the muscles in his arms.

Scott shook his head, grinning. “You’re a loser…”

Kev raised his eyebrows. “Oh yeah?”

“You’re a fucking loser”, Scott grinned and grabbed his bulging package. “You don’t have the balls.”

“I don’t?” Kev smiled. He pulled down the waistband of his boxer briefs, letting his fat, limp cock and the two large nuggets in his shaven sac swing between his legs. He weighed his nuts in his hand and smirked, “I’m pretty happy with my balls…”

Scott shook his head, grinning. “You are? Happy with those raisins?”

Kev shrugged. “Let’s see yours, loudmouth.”

Scott grinned and took off his briefs. His sac was unshaven and he had a thick bush of pubic hair. Below dangled a nice-sized uncut cock and a pair of hefty balls.

“They’re smaller than mine”, Kev grinned. “Definitely.”

“They’re bigger, asshole”, Scott snapped.

“Let’s have a look”, Kev suggested and stood right in front of Scott.

They both held their genitals in their hands, looking down between their bodies.

Finally, Scott said, “I guess it’s a draw.”

“I guess it is”, Kev nodded. “But my dick---“

“Ladies”, Warren interrupted him. “Are you are done looking at each other’s cocks?”

Scott blushed. “Sorry, Warren, I---“

“Come on”, Warren barked and looked at Vince. “Let’s get this over with…”

Vince nodded. “Alright, gentlemen.” He looked at Scott who grinned and followed Vince to one of the frameworks. Vince made him lift his hands and put his feet on two marks on the floor, his legs spread. Then he tied his legs, his arms, his neck and his waist to the framework.

Scott grimaced. His body was forming an X, and he didn’t look very comfortable.

Kev grinned. “You look like you are not enjoying yourself, Scotty…”

Scott smirked at Kev. “I am, asshole, and I’m gonna beat you. And when I’m done with you I’m gonna---“

Kev laughed. “Yeah, sure…”

Vince motioned for Kev to come follow him. He tied Kev’s body to the second framework that was located a some ten or twelve feet apart from Scott’s. The two guys were facing each oher, their naked bodies tied to the frameworks, unable to move, their limp cocks hanging down between their thighs.

Vince kneeled in front of Kev’s body and opened a trap door that was right between his feet. Then he reached into his lab coat and started to apply something to Kev’s crotch.

Kev tried to look down to see what Vince was doing, but he couldn’t move his head.

When Vince was finished, he did the same to Scott, opening a trap door between his feet and applying something to his crotch.

We watched in silence.

Finally, Vince looked at us and cleared his throat. “I have attached penile plethysmographs to their penises. As soon as they have an erection, this will happen.” Vince turned around and produced a remote control from his pocket. He pressed a button and, from underneath both Scott’s and Kev’s bodies, something shot out, hitting their sacs dead-on.

Scott and Kev looked at each other. They saw their counterpart get hit in the nuts by some flying object, but it took a few seconds for each of them to realize that they had been hit, too.

Kev’s eyes bulged and his mouth opened.

Scott let out an agonized wail.

A split-second later, Kev joined in and screamed from the top of his lungs.

Vince waited until the two boys had stopped screaming.

“As I said, this happens as soon as they have an erection”, Vince said, smiling. “A heavy object hits them in the target area.” He didn’t seem like he enjoyed seeing Scott and Kev in pain. It looked more like he was proud that his machine worked.

Kev and Scott were panting heavily.

The “objects” were black balls. One of them had rolled to Vince’s foot and he grabbed it and weighed it in his hands. “I took cue balls”, Vince said casually. “I think they work best.”

“Fuck!” Scott whimpered, his face a mask of pain. “You mean we are getting fucking cue balls hurled at our fucking nuts?”

Vince didn’t turn around. “Basically, yes”, he said. “If you get an erection.”

“Can’t take it, Scotty?” Kev groaned, trying to sound cheerful. “Can’t take a cue ball to the nuts? Piece of cake, buddy!”

Scott moaned.

“So”, I said slowly. “The object of the game is to make the opponent hard, right?”

Vince nodded. “The first guy to ejaculate loses.”

I nodded slowly.

“Okay, let’s go”, Warren barked. “Let’s make that fucker get a boner!”

I looked at Kev.

“Don’t worry”, Kev said, “I can control myself.”

“We’ll see”, Warren said, smirking. “Scott is a master of self-control, aren’t you?”

Scott moaned and nodded.

Itsuki, Dima and the twins stood in front of Kev while Parker, Ben, Simon and Danny walked over to Scott.

“No manipulation of the penis itself, please”, Vince said. “Everything else is fair game.” He smiled. “Oh, and you don’t want to touch their testicles, either. Unless you want to get your hand smashed by the balls…”

The guys nodded. They all looked unsure of what to do now.

Kev shouted at his team mates. “Come on, make him hard.”

Ben turned around. “How?”

“Well, think of something”, Kev shouted.

A few seconds passed without anybody doing anything.

“Look into my backpack”, Kev shouted suddenly, grinning.

Ben nodded and rushed over to the backpack that Kev had placed near his clothes. He reached inside and produced a couple of porn magazines. Flipping through the pages, Ben whistled and grinned.

He walked back to his team mates and showed them the magazine.

Danny, Simon and Parker chuckled.

“Hey”, Ben said cheerfully. “What are you into, Scott?”

Scott glared at him.

“Big boobs?” Ben held up one of the magazines. “Black girls?” He held up another one. “Blowjobs?” He held up a third one.

Scott didn’t react.

“Let’s try blowjobs”, Ben grinned and opened the magazine. He walked up to Scott and showed him some pictures of a slutty blond girl sucking on a big, fat boner. “Oooh”, he cooed, showing Scott some pictures. “What do you say?”

Scott tried to turn his head away, but he couldn’t due to the restraints.

“See that slut suck on that cock?” Ben said in a seductive voice. “Mmmh, don’t you want her to suck yours?”

Ben looked down at Scott’s crotch. Nothing.

In the meantime, Warren’s boys were trying to arouse Kev.

Itsuki, the muscular Japanese, reluctantly ran his hand over Kev’s abs.

Dima, Andrew and Brett shot him a disgusted look.

“What?” Itsuki said sharply. “Have a better idea?”

“Tweak his nipples”, Brett said.

Itsuki raised his eyebrows.

“Maybe it works”, Brett grinned, causing his twin brother Andrew to roll his eyes.

Itsuki shrugged and reached for Kev’s nipples, gently massaging them between his fingers.

Kev laughed. “Great idea, guys. Rub my nips. Yeah, that will surely give me a hardon…” He laughed again.

Itsuki glared at him.

On the other side, Ben and the boys went through every magazine, looking for hot photos. But it didn’t work.

Scott didn’t react.

“Let’s try tickling him”, Parker suggested.

Ben shrugged and threw the magazines onto the floor. “Alright.”

Parker and Ben gently tickled Scott’s armpits while Danny tried his right foot and Simon ran his hands over his belly.

Scott shifted as much as he could while being tied up. He started laughing – but didn’t get an erection.

Meanwhile, Itsuki and the rest of Warren’s models had given up on Kev’s nipples.

“Stick a finger up his ass”, Brett suggested.

His twin brother Andrew stared at him.

Brett grinned. “Maybe it works…”

“Ughh”, Andrew grimaced. “I think I’m gonna puke…”

Brett laughed.

Itsuki said, “I’m not gonna stick a finger up his ass.”

Dima shook his head violently.

On the other side of the room, Danny said, “Tickling doesn’t work. Let’s caress his body.”

Ben took a step back. “Yeah, you do that. I’m not a fag.”

Danny, Parker and Simon looked at him. Then they looked at each other and shrugged.

They started running their hands up and down Scott’s body, over the insides of his thighs, his muscular butt, his arms and his face.

Nothing happened.

Apparently, Warren’s team had decided on who would have work on Kev’s ass.

Brett grinned and walked behind Kev. He sucked on his finger and grinned.

“Hey”, Kev shouted, clamping his anus shut. “Don’t you dare--- Hey! Don’t you---”

Brett tried to work his finger into Kev’s ass.

“You fucking homo”, Kev yelled. “You--- Argh!”

“It’s in!” Brett grinned and moved his fingers.

Itsuki, Dima and Andrew turned away, coughing.

Brett poked Kev’s ass for more than a minute, but Kev’s cock didn’t grow.

On the other side, the guys were at a loss. They had the same problem as the other team.

Nothing seemed to arouse Scott.

Suddenly, Simon’s face lit up. “Let’s try something else”, he said and pulled Danny away from Scott’s body until they were standing three or four feet apart.

Danny raised his eyebrows.

“Let him get a good look at us”, Simon whispered and tenderly grabbed the back of Danny’s head.

“What do you have in mind?” Danny whispered, looking deep into Simon’s eyes.

Simon was a bit smaller than Danny, so he pulled the strawberry haired actor down to him and planted a sloppy kiss on his lips.

Danny and Simon both moaned in pleasure.

“Ew”, Ben said, looking away.

Parker chuckled.

Danny and Simon started French-kissing, letting Scott get a good view of their tongues touching and their lips moving as they passionately made out right in front of him.

Scott gulped. He blinked a couple of times and gulped again. There was a tiny contraction in his cock.

Suddenly, a wheezing sound come from the basement. Zzzzzzzzzzz.

“What’s that?” I looked to Vince.

Vince smiled. “The batting machine is warming up…”

A split-second later, a ball crashed into Scott’s juicy, low hanging testicles from underneath.

Scott screamed in pain.

Scott’s team mates turned around. Their jaws dropped as they realized what had caused Scott to get aroused.

I looked at Vince. “I don’t see anything…”

Vince nodded and smiled. “You’ll see it soon. The plethysmograph has detected it.”

“It’s working”, Simon whispered without breaking the kiss.

“Then let’s give him a show”, Danny chuckled and moved down on Simon’s body, kissing his neck and unbuttoning his shirt.

Simon threw his head back, moaning in pleasure as Danny kissed his nipples.

Zzzzzzzzzzzz. Wham.

Scott let out a high-pitched shriek as his nuts were flattened by another heavy blow.

Kev laughed. “Hey, Scotty, enjoying yourself?”

Scott moaned in pain.

His cock twitched and grew.

Kev chuckled.

Danny opened the fly of Simon’s jeans.

Scott whimpered in pain.

“What do we have here”, Danny snickered, producing Simon’s big, hard cock and kissing its tip.

Zzzzzzzzzzzz. Wham.

Scott screamed from the top of his lungs. His nuts swung back and forth below his cock that was rock hard by now.

“Oooh, Danny”, Simon moaned as Danny took his cock into his mouth.

“Mmmmm”, Danny moaned, sucking on Simon’s rod.

Itsuki, Dima and the twins stared at their team mate whose cock was hard as a rock.

Zzzzzzzzzzzz. Wham.

Scott cried out in pain, his nuts being flattened by another vicious hit from underneath.

“What the fuck?” Dima shouted. “Are you a fag?”

Scott whimpered.

Danny moaned and let Simon’s cock spring out of his mouth. “Mmmmm, you taste so good”, he whispered and started licking Simon’s balls. He took his right nut into his mouth and sucked on it, causing Simon’s dick to quiver.

Scott’s body was wet with sweat. He couldn’t look away.

Zzzzzzzzzzzz. Wham.

“Fuck!” Scott screamed. His nuts were flattened against his pelvis, his cock twitched violently and a thin line of precum ran out of the tip of his rock hard dick.

“Come on, Ben”, Parker said and pulled Ben with him.

Ben raised his eyebrows. “Hey, what---“

Parker interrupted him by sticking his tongue into Ben’s mouth.

Ben shoved him away. “You fucking faggot!”

From the other end of the room, Kev shouted. “Fuck, Ben, it works! Do it!”

Ben shook his head. “No way!”

“Ben!” Kev yelled. “Do it!”

Ben blushed. Reluctantly, he took a step towards Parker. “No tongue”, he said in a low voice.

“It doesn’t work without tongue”, Parker smiled and drew Ben’s head towards him.

Ben closed his eyes and grunted as he shared a passionate kiss with the red haired gymnast.

The sight of two couples making out right in front of him was turning Scott on incredibly. He looked at Ben and Parker, kissing each other, with Danny sucking on Simon’s cock right next to them.

Zzzzzzzzzzzz. Wham.

Scott let out a yodelling scream as another ball found its target.

His cock was leaking precum ran down his cock and dropped down into the hole in the ground.

Danny moaned in pleasure and grabbed Simon’s hips. He turned the geeky boy around and dove between his ass cheeks.

Simon yelped in surprise as Danny’s tongue entered his asshole. He arched his back and spread his cheeks with both of his hands. “Oh yeah”, Simon moaned. “Oh, yeah, right there…”

Scott gasped. His hips bucked and his cock twitched uncontrollably.

“Yes! Yes!” Kev shouted from the other side of the room. “Yes! Make him shoot his load!”

Scott looked miserable.

His team mates stared at him, disgusted expression on their faces.

Danny moaned into Simon’s ass, poking his tongue into Simon’s hole and making the geeky boy writhe in pleasure.

Scott’s lips trembled.

Zzzzzzzzzzzz. Wham.

Another hit to his tender testicles made Scott shriek in pain.

Danny gave muffled moans of pleasure, rimming Simon’s hole, reaching around and stroking Simon’s cock that was dripping wet.

Scott blinked. His cock was as wet as Simon’s. His mouth was open wide, and he was gasping for air, knowing that another vicious, hard hit to the balls was going to come very soon.

Zzzzzzzzzzzz. Wham.

Scott coughed and his eyes opened wide.

Ben seemed to get into it, kissing Parker passionately while running his hand through the gymnast’s flaming red hair.

All the while, Kev was egging them on. “Yeah, make him shoot! Make him shoot his load!”

Itsuki, the twins and Dima had given up on trying to arouse Kev. Their mouths were hanging open as they watched their team mate get humiliated.

“I think he’s close”, Simon moaned.

Danny gave a muffled reply while rimming Simon’s hole.

“What?” Simon said, gasping.

Danny drew his head back and inhaled deeply. “Let’s finish him off”, he said, grinning. He got up, turning Simon around. Simon’s cock slapped against Danny’s thigh.

Simon moaned and grabbed Danny’s head. They shared a long kiss before they turned to Parker and Ben.

“Let’s finish him off”, Danny said and pointed at Scott.

Parker turned his head.

Ben opened his eyes, looking confused. He licked his lips, adjusted his crotch and cleared his throat.

Danny stepped up to Scott, grinned and dropped his pants, revealing an impressive erection.

Next to him, Simon was jerking his dripping cock.

Parker was next in line, dropping his pants and producing a massive boner.

Ben grimaced. Reluctantly, he opened the fly of his jeans, exposing his own rock-hard cock.

The four guys started jerking their cocks, facing Scott.

Scott whimpered, his cock twitching, sweat running down his naked body.

Zzzzzzzzzzzz. Wham.

Scott let out an agonized wail as his nuts were crushed by another hard blow.

“Oh, yes!” Kev shouted, grinning. “Yes, do it! Cover him in cum!”

The four boys were stroking their dicks, grinning at Scott.

“Fuck”, Scott whimpered.

Suddenly, the wheezing sound was on both sides of the room.

Kev blinked nervously. He was unable to look down his body.

Zzzzzzzzzzzz. Wham.

Kev screamed from the top of his lungs as his nuts were slammed into his body by a hard blow.

His cock grew hard within seconds as he watched his team mates prepare to coat Scott’s body in spunk.

Nobody paid any attention to Kev, everybody’s eyes were on Scott.

Zzzzzzzzzzzz. Wham.

An ear-shattering yell escaped Scott’s lips as his nuts were driven into his pelvis.

“Aim for his mouth”, Simon grinned.

The rest of the boys chuckled.

“Yeah, we’re gonna cum right in your mouth”, Danny smiled.

“We’re gonna cover your body in cum”, Parker chimed in.

“We’re gonna fill you up, buddy”, Ben mumbled.

Zzzzzzzzzzzz. Wham.

Kev wailed in pain.

“Oh, fuck, I’m gonna cum”, Danny moaned, just as his cock erupted with a series of thick spurts of cum. The first jet of spunk landed right in Scott’s mouth, causing the blond jock to cough and gag. The rest of it landed on Scott’s naked chest and his abs, running down his body.

Danny wasn’t even finished when both Ben’s and Simon’s dicks started pumping out their fresh juice that splattered all over Scott’s face and his body.

Zzzzzzzzzzzz. Wham.

Scott let out an ear-piercing shriek that pushed Parker over the edge.

The red-haired indie boy’s eyes closed and he let aimed his cock up at Scott’s face. Thick spurts of creamy, white spunk came shooting out of his dick, hitting Scott in the face, in his chest and on his neck.

Zzzzzzzzzzzz. Wham.

Another ball hit Kev’s nuts and he roared in pain.

Kev’s cock was as hard as could be, his eyes fixed on Scott’s sperm-covered body, waiting for him to shoot his load.

Zzzzzzzzzzzz. Wham.

Scott’s eyes crossed and his eyebrows rose as his nuts were flattened viciously into his pelvis. Suddenly, his hips bucked and his cock quivered.

Then, with a guttural moan and a tortured expression on his face, Scott came.

Waves of pain and pleasure washed through his sore body as a fountain of cum splashed out of Scott’s cock.

Ben took a step back and narrowly avoided getting hit in the face with Scott’s spunk.

The rest of the boys didn’t mind. They watched Scott cum, satisfied expressions on their faces.

“Yes! You did it!” Kev shouted.

Zzzzzzzzzzzz. Wham. Wham.

Both Kev and Scott wailed in unison as their nuts were cracked simultaneously, the two heavy balls flattening the four tender eggs with admirable precision.

I looked at Vince.

“Game over”, Vince smiled and pushed a button on his remote control.

Zzzzzzzzzzzz. Wham. Wham.

Kev and Scott shrieked in pain.

“Oops.” Vince blushed. “Wrong button”, he mumbled and pushed another one.

Scott’s eyes were glassy and he looked like he was about to collapse.

Danny, Simon, Parker and Ben exchanged high-fives and hugged each other.

Danny and Simon shared another kiss, giggling like school girls.

“I can taste Scott’s cum on your lips”, Simon whispered.

Danny chuckled. “Wanna taste mine?”

“Ewww”, Ben grimaced and turned on his heels, walking past Itsuki, the twins and Dima who looked like they had been struck by lightning.

Ben stood in front of his buddy Kev, pointed at his raging erection and raised his eyebrows.

Kev grimaced in pain, his face beet red, sweat running down his naked body.

Ben sighed.

Vince walked up to Kev and untied his body, allowing Kev to sink down to his knees, groaning in pain.

When Vince turned to Scott, Warren stopped him. “Leave him, Vince.”

Vince blinked. “But I have to---“

“Leave him”, Warren said sharply, looking at Scott whose body was shaking.

Vince bit his lower lip and nodded.

“Guys”, Warren barked.

Itsuki, Dima, Andrew and Brett looked at him.

Warren pointed at Scott. “Look at the loser. Look at him…”

Scott’s eyes widened. “Warren, please, I---“

“Shut up, loser!” Warren grunted.

Scott whimpered.

“You’re a faggot, huh?” Warren smirked.

“No, Warren, I---“

“Shut up!” Warren yelled.

Scott winced.

Warren turned to me. “Get out. I’ll email you.”

I nodded and the guys quickly put on their clothes.

“Vince”, Warren barked.

Vince looked at him.

“You can clean up tomorrow”, Warren said.

Vince raised his eyebrows. “But I---“

“Bye, Vince.”

Vince shrugged and grabbed his coat.

We left the building.

Before we closed the door behind us, we heard Scott say in a pleading voice, “But Dima lost, too, and---“

“Shut up!” Warren yelled. “Guys, do to him whatever you like. I’ll be back in an hour.”

We walked to the cars.

Kev was limping, but he smiled proudly.

“Thanks, Kev. The score is even”, I said. “And there are three more tasks…”