Hotdogs: Zach's ballbash barbecue (4)

Update 11/24/2018: Artwork restored.

Special thanks to my friend Champ for the inspiration, the idea, a lot of plot details - and this awesome piece of art!

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

Featured in this story: Ben, Cal, Kev and Zach (click for pictures)

Ben, Zach and Kev sat down next to where the pieces of the collapsed table and all the stuff that had been placed on it were scattered on the floor.

“Damn”, Kev chuckled. “Looks like a bomb went off!”

Zach frowned at him. “My frat brothers won’t be happy about that…”

 “And wait until you have to explain to them why there’s cum floating in the pool…” Kev smiled and waved in Cal’s direction who was nursing his severely injured balls. They were bruised and badly swollen. Even though Ben had thoroughly drained them with his patented double-fist nut crunch, they looked bigger than ever before. Ben had coaxed what looked like a gallon of spunk out of Cal’s massive babymakers most of which was swimming in slimy little puddles on the water surface.

Ben burst out laughing.

Zach shot Kev an angry look. “Shut up!”

Kev grinned. “And look over there.” He pointed at a little puddle of Cal’s jizz on the tile floor of the patio. “I heard it’s really hard to get those messy stains off the tiles…”

Zach ignored him.

“Wait, I have an idea!” Kev chuckled. “Why don’t we get out your big fire hose and paint the floor with your seed?”

Ben chuckled.

“You haven’t gotten any ass lately, right?” Kev adjusted the bulging contents of his skimpy gym pants and leisurely scratched the pubic hair that was showing above the waistline. “Your cajongas must be full to the brim…”

Zach grunted disapprovingly.

“I bet we could paint the entire floor with your studsauce”, Kev laughed.

Zach shifted uncomfortably on his chair and adjusted his crotch.

“Two coats”, Kev added.

Ben grinned. “Stop it, you’re making Zach angry…”

Kev shrugged. “Why? Because that monster cock of his isn’t getting any action?” He snorted. “Deal with it, buddy. A monster cock and a pair of absurdly big low-hangers isn’t everything.” He stood and made fucking motions with his hips while slapping his imaginary sex partner’s ass. “It’s not about what you have but about what you do with it…” He closed his eyes and continued his lewd motions. “Yeah, take my meaty dick, bitch!”

Ben laughed. Kev’s crotch was at his eye level and he noticed that Kev’s cock was hard as a rock and tenting his gym shorts. “Careful, buddy, you got a boner!” Ben said casually before lashing out and placing a resounding backhand slap into Kev’s bulging balls.

“Ow!” Kev cried out and doubled over.

“That should take care of it”, Ben grinned.

“That was totally unnecessary!” Kev said in a strained voice, covering his nuts, his hard dick protruding above his hands.

Ben shrugged. “You were getting cocky, buddy. I guess I needed to take you down a notch.” He grinned and looked at Zach. “Right?”

Zach smirked. “Right.”

Kev groaned.

“Oh, and that boner is still raging”, Ben observed and slapped Kev’s junk again, aiming for his dick this time and connecting perfectly.

Kev let out a grunt as Ben’s backhand smacked into the head of his dick. “Fuck you!”

“Still there”, Ben grinned. “Damn, that is one brazen bastard!” He turned to Zach. “Wanna help me?”

Zach grunted.

“Come on”, Ben insisted. “Have a go.”

Kev stared at Ben. “What the fuck are you doing?”

Ben grinned. “We’re going to help you get rid of that damn hardon.” Ben aimed a playful kick aimed at Kev’s crotch, but Kev manged to turn his hips and avoid any potential erection threatening foot-to-nut contact.

“What if I don’t need any help?” Kev said, facing Ben, his crotch facing Zach.

Zach seized his chance and delivered a powerful nut-punch that connected with Kev’s hands, ramming them into his balls.

Kev let out a howl that brought a delighted grin to both Ben’s and Zach’s faces.

Ben shrugged. “There’s absolutely no use for that boner here, buddy. Unless…” He let out a mocking gasp. “You want to fuck Zach and me?! You want to fuck your own buddies?! You pervert!”

Kev let out a laugh. “Come on, you clown!”

Ben raised his eyebrows. He turned around and pulled down his speedo to expose his naked ass. “You want to fuck this ass?” he said in an exaggeratedly appalled voice. “You want to fuck this virgin ass?”

Kev laughed. “Yeah, twerk it, bitch!”

Ben complied and wiggled his hips. “I won’t let you fuck my virgin---“

He was interrupted by a powerful kick between his legs courtesy of Kev whose foot sailed in between Ben’s thighs with utter precision. His instep collided with Ben’s ample gonads, crunching them hard into his body and making Ben complete his sentence in a comically high-pitched voice. “---ass?!” he shrieked, sounding like a naughty schoolgirl, before sinking to his knees, his naked ass up in the air, covering his crotch and moaning in pain.

“Fuck you”, Ben whimpered. “Right in the fucking nuts!”

Kev shrugged. “You started it, remember?”

“Ow”, Ben groaned. Suddenly, he turned around and brought his elbow into Kev’s unprotected groin, ramming it into his meaty balls.

Now it was Kev’s turn to sink to his knees and groan in pain.

Zach was watching his buddies with an indifferent look on his face.

Ben lunged at his buddy and wrestled him to the ground. The two of them rolled back and forth, each of them trying to get the upper hand. Both of them used dirty tactics, of course, and the main target for both Ben and Kev was their opponent’s bulging ballsack. Kev grabbed Ben’s nuts and squeezed hard, causing Ben to rapid-fire slap Kev’s sensitive testicles with his open palm.

High-pitched shrieks and agonized screams echoed through the garden as two sets of spuds were relentlessly busted and bruised in a fierce battle of the bulge.

With his buddies engaged in their own version of “How to make an omelette out of a limited amout of eggs”, Zach turned to Cal who was floating in the pool, nursing his own battered manhood.

“Wanna come out again?” Zach asked.

“Nah”, Cal groaned, his hands firmly clasping his aching, drained babymakers inside his speedos. “I’m gonna stay here.” He nodded at Ben and Kev who were in a 69 position, both of them grabbing their buddy’s sac with one hand and punching it as hard as they could with their fists. “For now, anyway…”

Zach nodded. Cal’s reasoning that his balls had seen enough action for the day wasn’t entirely unconvincing.

Finally, Ben appeared to get the upper hand. He managed to get on top of Kev with his buddy lying on his stomach, applying a sleeper hold with right arm while reached between Kev’s thighs and grabbing hold of his fat nuggets with his left hand. He squeezed hard, making Kev let out an agonized roar.

Groaning and panting, Ben managed to bring Kev into a standing position without loosening the sleeper hold or the firm grip on his nuts.

Kev was cursing and moaning in pain as his nuts were crushed in Ben’s vice like grip.

Finally, Kev let go, only to pin Kev’s arms behind his back.

“Come on”, Ben groaned, exhausted and obviously in pain, looking at Zach. “Finish him.”

Zach sighed and slowly got up.

Kev was thrashing against Ben as Zach got into position in front of the blond hunk.

“Finish him”, Ben repeated.

Zach looked at Kev, shrugged, and brought his knee up between Kev’s legs as hard as he could. He made perfect connection, ramming Kev’s nuts into his pelvis and flattening them like French pancakes, all but annihilating Kev’s precious cream puffs.

Kev’s eyes fluttered and his mouth opened in a silent O as the pain exploded in his nuts.

“Wow”, Ben chuckled. “Not bad. There goes his chance of fathering children…”

Kev gulped audibly, causing Ben to grimace in mock sympathy and muse, “I guess he’s trying to get his balls to drop out of his throat again…”

Zach kneeled down in front of Kev and so that he was at face level with Kev’s crotch.

Even though Kev’s nuts had been severely traumatized, apparently they hadn’t passed on this crucial piece of information to his raging boner. It tented Kev’s tight shorts, making him look like virgin high school boy in the cheerleaders’ changing rooms. His open mouth fit the picture. Only his teary, half-closed eyes were an indication that there was something other than pleasure boiling in his loins…

Zach’s face changed. With a focused, determined expression, he looked at Kev’s crotch.

“Everything okay down there?” Ben chuckled, still holding Kev’s arms behind his back even though at this moment Kev didn’t put up any resistance. “Do you see his nuts or have you smashed them to smithereens?”

“I can see them alright”, Zach said calmly and balled his fists.

Kev let out a dry cough.

“Have a go at them”, Ben suggested cheerfully. “I’m sure he doesn’t mind. He won’t be using them for a couple of days anyway…”

Zach took a moment to focus on Kev’s balls. Then he went to town. Alternating his left and right fists, he threw a barrage of punches at Kev’s bruised and rapidly swelling ballsack. Literally using them as a punching bag, Zach delivered punch after ball-shattering punch into Kev’s defenseless bag of goodies.

Ben let out a surprised laugh. “Hey, easy there, Rocky! I’m sure Kev won’t be happy if you completely destroy his spunk factory…”

Zach continued unperturbed. He seemed to know his way around a punching bag, delivering rapid-fire combinations to Kev’s bag of plums.  Left uppercut, right cross, left hook. Left uppercut, right cross, left hook.

Ben raised his eyebrows. “Wow. You should be a professional nut-puncher, my friend…”

“I’ve waited a long time for this”, Zach mumbled between his teeth.

Ben grimaced in sympathy as Zach pummeled Kev’s swelling sack with unrelenting force. Kev’s dick was hard as a rock, in fact it seemed to grow harder and harder with every punch.

Tears were streaming down Kev’s eyes and drool was running out his mouth as his nuts were brutally smashed again and again at an amazing speed in this bizarre exhibition of Zach’s boxing skills.

“Hey”, Ben said.

Zach ignored him.

“Hey!” Ben repeated. “Come on, you don’t want to castrate him, right? Go easy on him…”

Zach stopped for a moment, catching his breath.

Kev let out a throaty noise that sounded like his nuts were trying to escape Zach’s punches by crawling out through his mouth.

But Zach wasn’t going to let Kev get away just yet. Kev’s swollen nuts were clearly outlined in the thin fabric of his tight pants, each individual nut bulging below his thick, hard dick.

Zach grabbed Kev’s balls, one giant, swollen plum in each hand, and squeezed as hard as he could.

“Ouch”, Ben mumbled.

Zach gritted his teeth, digging his fingertips into the soft flesh of Kev’s poor spunk bunkers.

“Ouch”, Ben repeated as he saw the veins in Zach’s forearms standing out.

Kev’s cock was as hard as it could possibly get. A damp spot appeared where the tip of his dick fabric was straining against the fabric of his shorts. His thick, meaty dick started twitching as Zach continued to brutally mangle Kev’s manhood.

Suddenly, Kev’s eyes started fluttering violently as his dick started shooting a massive load inside his pants. Spurt after creamy spurt of salty spooge found its way into Kev’s shorts and drenching the fabric of his pants.

Zach let go of Kev’s right nut while continuing to squeeze the left one with renewed force. Kev’s freed testicle tried to get away, contracting and drawing up to his body, but Zach drew his right fist back and threw a straight punch at the poor, dancing nut, crunching it hard as it pumped jizz up into Kev’s spurting dick.

Again and again, Zach pummeled Kev’s spasming right ball as he squished and squashed Kev’s left nut in his fist.

Kev’s dick continued shooting as his nuts were brutally assaulted amidst his violent orgasm.

The sound of Zach punching Kev’s right meatball changed into wet thuds as Kev’s spunk soaked the fabric of his shorts. Little drops of cum were flying everywhere as Zach let out a primal scream and punched Kev’s twitching right nut as hard as he could.

Ben shuddered and let go of Kev’s arms.

Kev let out what sounded like “Ow.” – a definitely understated comment on the utter destruction of his most prized possessions - before eyes rolled back into his head and his body went limp.

Zach let go of Kev’s manhood and Kev collapsed on the ground, his cock twitching and shooting the final spurts of cum into his pants.

Zach and Ben stared down at their fallen buddy who was out cold.

“Remind me never to get on your bad side”, Ben said slowly.

Zach was panting and rubbing his knuckles. “Ow”, he mumbled. “That hurts.”

Ben adjusted his crotch. Like Zach’s, his dick was granite hard. He cleared his throat and pointed at Kev. “Do you have some smelling salt?”

Zach shrugged.

Ben cleared his throat and knelt down next to Kev. He gingerly lifted the waistband of Kev’s shorts and peeked inside, shuddering as he saw his bloated, bruised gonads. Kev’s cock continued to pump and flex, but is seemed like the sperm flood had subsided.

Holding his breath, Ben dipped his finger into the sticky mess inside Kev’s shorts, getting a good helping of cream on his index finger.

Grimacing, he brought the finger to Kev’s nose.

At first, there was no reaction. But when Ben smeared Kev’s cum on his upper lip, Kev opened his eyes and let out a deep, miserable groan.

Ben sighed with relief and wiped his finger on Kev’s muscular chest.

“Fuck”, Kev whispered in a toneless voice. “You ruined me.”

Zach shrugged.

“My nuts are killing me”, Kev whispered, unconsciously licking his lips and squinching up his face when he tasted his own cum. “Is that…”

“Yup”, Ben grinned. “Fresh from the tap.”

Kev groaned.

“You shot a massive load, buddy”, Ben chuckled. “I hope you didn’t intend to save it for someone special…”

Kev groaned again and rolled to his side, clutching his nuts and squirming in pain.

Ben grinned and turned to Zach. “Nice work”, he smiled at Zach and said, “High five, buddy.”

Zach grinned proudly and slapped Ben’s hand.

Ben looked at Kev who was moaning in pain, curled up in a little ball and rocking back and forth. Then his eyes shifted to Cal who was floating in the pool, clutching his nuts and grimacing in pain.

“Well, looks like it’s just the two of us left”, Ben said. “You know what that means, right?”

Zach blinked. “What?”

“Nut fight!” Ben yelled.