Hurt pride (Alex meets Ben)

Special thanks to our reader Alex who provided us with a lot of hot details for this story. If you (yes, I mean you, the one staring at the computer with his throbbing dick in his hand!) would like to meet the Ballbusting Boys and see yourself in a story please read this post for more details..

Featured in this story: Ben (click for pictures)

“You’re awesome”, Alex said with a huge grin.

Ben smiled proudly. “I’m just a normal guy”, he said, but it was easy to see through his clumsy attempt at modesty since he was flexing his biceps, looking at Alex with an expectant expression on his face, like a puppy dog waiting for his master to ruffle his fur.

Alex knew what Ben expected, and he didn’t disappoint him. “Oh man, all those muscles”, Alex chuckled. “I bet you’re working out a lot. I work out, too, you know. But, well…” His voice faded as he looked down at his body, then at Ben’s body. It was obvious that Ben was more muscular than him.

Ben shrugged. “Just your usual stuff”, the 20 year old jock grinned, striking a pose to show off his abs.

I felt a bit of nausea rise as I watched the scene.

Alex was a long time member of our site, and he had jumped at the chance to meet his favorite model. A tall man with brown eyes, short dark hair and a trimmed beard, Alex was a handsome man in good shape. But he was not nearly as muscular as Ben and it was apparent that he was in awe of Ben’s body. Just like Ben, Alex was shirtless and barefoot, wearing just a pair of blue jeans.

“Wow”, Alex smiled. “May I touch them?”



“Sure”, Ben grinned without hesitation.

I chuckled. It truly was a sight to behold, seeing this über-straight bloke let his muscular body be touched by another guy.

Alex ran his hand over Ben’s taut abs. “Wow”, he repeated, moving his hand to Ben’s biceps. “You must be the strongest guy in the team, huh?”

Ben grinned. “Sure”, he said.

“I bet nobody can beat you in a fight”, Alex continued, running his hand over Ben’s chest.

Ben scoffed. “Of course not. You know what? They don’t even try.”

Alex nodded. “Because you are the alpha of the pack”, he said, slowly caressing Ben’s pecs.

Ben grinned. “Right. Everybody knows that.”

“Maybe this is too much to ask”, Alex said. He hesitated, biting his lower lip.

“Go on”, Ben said with a noble smile, “just ask me.”

“Maybe you can show me your legs?” Alex asked hopefully.

Ben let out a laugh and undid the fly of his jeans. “Sure.”

I chuckled when I saw Ben pull down his pants. Apparently he was very keen on making an impression on Alex, slowly lowering his jeans and gradually revealing his tight red boxer briefs that hugged his bulging package tightly. I was reminded of a cheap stripper in a night club.

Alex’ mouth was gaping open as he stared below Ben’s waist, taking in the sight of his big bulge and muscular legs. He hurried to strip off his own jeans, never taking his eyes off Ben.

Ben had a satisfied grin on his face as he stepped out of his jeans and allowed Alex to kneel down and fondle his calves and thighs.

I shook my head and chuckled. It was like watching a king getting worshipped by one of his subjects.

It probably was the intimate attention that Alex paid to the inner side of his thighs in combination with the feeling of superiority and grandeur that caused an unmistakable stirring inside Ben’s underwear, right at Alex’ eyelevel.

“Oh”, Alex said, squinting at the tip of the huge tent that was directly in front of him.

Ben looked down. His cock was rock hard, pointing straight at Alex, pulling the waistband of his boxer briefs away from his body and exposing a trimmed bush of pubic hair.

“Oh”, Ben said.

Alex gulped. “Can I… have a look?”

There was a brief moment of hesitation but then a huge smile appeared on Ben’s face. “Of course.” He winked at Alex. “Step away or it might hit you in the face…”

Even though it didn’t look as if Alex was particularly frightened by that threat, he got up and took a big step back.

Judging from the distance between the two guys I wondered if Alex expected a Godzilla-like cock to rise from inside Ben’s underwear.

Ben teasingly pulled down his boxer briefs, very slowly exposing his long, hard shaft until the heavy head of his meaty dick swung up, swaying gracefully from side to side.

“That is one big fucking cock”, Alex said, nodding approvingly.

Ben smiled proudly and his dick twitched with excitement. “It’s bigger than most”, Ben said, shrugging. He glanced at the obvious erection that was hiding inside Alex’ underwear. “It’s bigger than yours I guess.”

Alex bit his lower lip and looked down at his groin. “I guess”, he mumbled.

“Let’s have a look”, Ben suggested.

Alex stripped and the two naked guys stood side by side. Alex’ dick was by no means small – but it couldn’t compete with Ben’s size.

“Yup”, Ben said, a satisfied smile on his face. “Of course I’m bigger than you.”

Alex focused his attention on the two hefty nuts that were hanging low in Ben’s sack. He swallowed and tentatively reached for Ben’s balls.

Ben chuckled. “Like them?”

Alex nodded.

“Go on, feel them”, Ben grinned. “Biggest balls in the room.”

Alex grabbed the two big orbs and rolled them between his fingers. “Damn, those nuts are huge”, he said hoarsely. “Biggest balls in the room for sure…”

Ben smiled. “Big and beautiful.”

“Wow”, Alex whispered as he gently squeezed Ben’s heavy plums. He looked Ben in the eyes. “Tell me, can any of the other guys compete with these bad boys?”

Ben blinked.

Alex looked at him expectantly.

I raised my eyebrows. Ben’s ego was far bigger than his cock, and I wondered whether he would be able to admit that he wasn’t in fact the best hung horse in the stable.

With a chuckle I noticed that Ben’s cock seemed to lose a bit of girth and length.

“Well”, he said slowly, his dick rapidly deflating.

Alex smiled at him, waiting for an answer.

Ben cleared his throat and straightened. “I’m the star”, he said confidently. “Biggest balls in the room. Balls of steel, really. There’s nobody who can take it up with me.”

I chuckled. Ben’s cock had returned to its full hardness. I was amazed by the obvious power of auto-suggestion.

“Balls of steel?” Alex chuckled. “Come on, that’s just a marketing ploy, right? You guys don’t really bash each other’s balls, right? Those videos gotta be fake.”

Ben stared at Alex. “What do you mean?”

Alex laughed. “Come on, you don’t really hit each other in the nuts, do you?”

“Of course we do!” Ben said with righteous indignation. “Of course we do!” He grabbed his balls by the neck of his sack and wiggled them at Alex. “These boys have taken so many hits that they’d be completely destroyed if it wasn’t for my incredible powers of self-healing! They have been punched and kicked and kneed and hit – and it was all for real!”

Alex chuckled.

“You don’t believe me?” Ben asked with an incredulous expression on his face.

Alex shrugged. “I don’t know.”

“You know what”, Ben said, spreading his legs and putting his hands behind his head, showing off his muscular arms. “Take a shot.”

“Really?” Alex asked. He didn’t look hesitant at all. Apparently he wanted Ben to beg him for a nut shot.

Ben nodded emphatically, making his dangling nuts swing back and forth between his thighs.

“You sure?” Alex asked.

“Just fucking do it”, Ben barked, “hit them!”

“You really want me to hit your nuts?” Alex said with a slight smile on his lips.

“Trash those suckers!” Ben shouted.

Alex shrugged. “Okay.” He grabbed Ben’s shoulders and jerked his knee up, ramming Ben’s nuts into his pelvis.

Ben’s eyes bulged and he let out a groan. Somehow he managed to stay on his feet. “Do it again!” he whispered.

Alex smiled and kneed Ben’s nuts again, driving his kneecap into Ben’s fat plums and flattening them like pancakes.

His eyes watering, Ben tried to maintain his dignity. “Again!” he said hoarsely.

Dutifully, Alex powered his knee into Ben’s meaty nuggets once more, smashing his balls hard and making Ben let out an agonized gasp.

Ben struggled to remain standing. His head was beet red and he was gritting his teeth, trying to remain in control of his pain-flooded body. “One more time”, he blurted out through his clenched teeth.

Alex brought his leg back and rammed his knee between Ben’s thighs, catching both of his nuts dead-on and lifting Ben clear off the ground.

Ben’s eyebrows rose and his eyes opened wide. His jaw dropped and he let out a pitiful cry before he collapsed on the ground, clasping his crunched nuts and groaning in pain.

Alex watched him, chuckling.

“Balls of steel, you see?” Ben whimpered, curling up in the fetal position.

“You’re such a stud”, Alex said. “Amazing!”

“Right?” Ben looked up, his face a mask of pain.

“Absolutely amazing”, Alex nodded. “I wonder if--- Oh, forget it.”

Ben looked at him, grimacing in agony and nursing his battered balls. “What?”

“Nothing”, Alex said. “You’re in enough pain already.”

“What?” Ben insisted.

Alex shrugged. “I was just wondering if your balls could take it if I went full force on you.”

Ben stared at him. “You didn’t go full force?” he said in a toneless voice.

Alex shrugged. “I held back.”

Ben was silent for a brief moment. Then he got up and assumed his position again, his legs spread, his hands behind his head. He tried to put on a casual expression, but it was quite obvious that he was in a lot of pain. His nuts seemed to be slightly swollen as they dangled inside their rosy sack.

Ben looked at Alex and nodded in the direction of his crotch.

“Want me to go again?” Alex asked.

Ben gritted his teeth. “Hit them. As hard as you can.”

Alex bit his lower lip. “As hard as I can?”

Ben swallowed. “As hard as you can”, he repeated, his voice trembling.

Alex smiled. “I really feel bad”, he said, not looking sorry at all.

“Don’t”, Ben whispered. “I got balls of steel.”

Alex grinned. “Alright.” He took a step back and kicked Ben’s balls with all the force he could muster. His instep collided with Ben’s juicy balls, squashing them into his body and making his hard dick slap against his abs.

“Fuck!” Ben yowled. “Again!”

Alex didn’t have to be told twice. He let his foot sail in between Ben’s thighs, crunching his nuts flat and making Ben howl in agony.

Ben’s legs were trembling, his muscles flexing, as sweat ran down his naked body. His pain-contorted face was red and sweaty. “Go again!” he grunted.

Alex chuckled. “You’re such a tough stud!”

Ben’s face lit up for a brief moment before twisting up in a painful grimace as another fresh jolt of pain emanated from his fat, plump babymakers. Alex’ toes dug into the soft flesh of his meaty balls and squished them hard, making Ben scream from the top of his lungs and collapse on the ground in pain.

“Such a tough stud”, Alex repeated, grinning, as he watched Ben writhe on the floor, clutching his aching gonads and screaming in agony.

“You didn’t hold back this time, did you?” Ben whimpered, cradling his balls.

Alex looked at him and smiled guiltily.

“I told you not to!” Ben exclaimed.

Alex sighed. “I didn’t think you could take it, you know? I don’t want to hurt you…”

Ben scoffed. “Hurt me?! Does it look like you hurt me?!” His face was contorted in pain as he was clutching his balls, his body glistening with sweat.

“Well…” Alex looked at him and shrugged, raising his eyebrows.

“That’s nothing!” Ben groaned quickly. He tried to get up, stumbling and landing on his ass. He was more successful on his second try, even though it seemed as if he was having trouble standing up straight. He brought his hands behind his head and stood slightly doubled over, his legs spread wide. His nuts were dangling between his thighs like a ripe pair of apples ready to fall off the tree. They looked severely swollen and bruised, hanging very low in his roomy scrotum.

Ben looked at Alex. “What are you waiting for?! Just turn them into---”

Just what exactly Alex was supposed to turn Ben’s juicy nuts into was going to remain his secret forever, but judging from the expression on Ben’s face Alex succeeded triumphantly.

Alex’ knee shot up between Ben’s thighs with the force of a freight train, flattening Ben’s nuts to a fraction of their diameter and turning his big, round testicles into thin, wide lumps of meat for a second before they regained their original shape.

Ben’s eyelids fluttered, his eyes rolled back into his head and he let out a throaty, gurgling groan before he dropped to the ground like a sack of potatoes.

“Oh, fuck”, Ben groaned as he curled up in a tiny little ball, grabbing his demolished testicles.

“You know, I really envy you”, Alex said with a huge smile. “Not many people can pride themselves for having balls of steel.”

“Fuck, my nuts”, Ben croaked.

Alex’s eyes widened in an innocent expression of surprise. “I haven’t hurt you, have I?”

“Nope”, Ben whispered. “Of course not.”

Alex sighed in relief. “Phew, for a minute I thought you weren’t so tough at all…”

Ben let out an agonized groan and rolled to the other side.

Alex shrugged. “You’re done already, aren’t you?”

“What do you mean?” Ben whimpered.

“Well, it looks like you can’t take anymore”, Alex explained.

“Nonsense”, Ben said without much conviction.

“Really? You want to go on?” Alex asked, kneeling down next to him.

“Sure”, Ben muttered, almost sobbing. “I got balls of steel, remember?”

“I think you already told me”, Alex chuckled. He ran his hand over Ben’s muscular arms. “Wow, those muscles”, he sighed, squeezing his biceps. “I really admire you.” His hand ran down his arm until it reached his hand that was clasping his injured balls. Gently, he pried Ben’s hand away from his genitals and wrapped his own fingers around Ben’s meaty nuggets.

Ben inhaled sharply.

Alex grinned, grabbing Ben’s massive, swollen testicles with both of his hands now. Then he started squeezing.

Ben’s eyes opened wide.

Alex dug his fingers into the soft flesh of Ben’s babymakers, squishing and squashing them as if he was trying to squeeze the juice out of a pair of oranges with his bare hands.

Ben let out an agonized squeal.

Unperturbed, Alex kneaded Ben’s nuts with all the force he could muster, twisting them harshly and yanking them up hard.

“Fuuuuck!” Ben shrieked.

Alex slipped the neck of Ben’s sack between the middle finger and the ring finger of his left hand, making his bulging meatballs rest inside his palm. Then he lifted his right hand and started pounding Ben’s nuts with the force and aggression of a heavyweight boxer. He smashed Ben’s poor, hapless nuggets more than a dozen times in rapid succession, pounding away at his delicate plums as if he was trying to turn them into mincemeat. Resounding slaps echoed through the studio.

SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT!

“Oh my fucking god!” Ben yodelled from the top of his lungs.

SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT!

Alex continued pummeling Ben’s beefy balls with admirable perseverance and the energy of a high performance athlete.

SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT!

Ben’s voice cracked and his screams went higher and higher in pitch and volume as Alex ground his knuckles into Ben’s manhood, obviously intent on ruining Ben’s chances of fathering children for good.

SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT!

When Ben’s shrieks reached a frequency that made the dogs bark in the neighborhood, Alex stopped. He looked at his handiwork, grinning as he inspected the two bloated, swollen orbs by poking his finger into the soft flesh, making Ben wince and squirm.

“Balls of steel you say”, Alex said slowly, digging his fingertip into Ben’s swollen right testicle. “Huh.” He poked the left nut hard, making Ben let out an ear-piercing wail. “I don’t know…” He squeezed Ben’s nuts hard with both of his hands, making Ben retch and gag as tears streamed down his face. “I really thought you were a tough guy…”

Alex shrugged and let go of Ben’s nuts, allowing him to roll to his side and curl up in the fetal position.

“Well”, Alex sighed and casually put on his clothes. “I guess I’ll have to keep looking for someone who acts like a man and doesn’t cry like a girl as soon as someone tickles his testicles”, he said while buttoning his jeans. He slipped into his sneakers and looked at Ben who was squirming in pain on the floor, letting out little whines and moans. “Shame.” He turned and walked towards the door.

“Wait”, Ben whimpered.

Alex turned on his heels.

“Wanna have another go?” Ben whispered, rolling onto his back and spreading his legs.

Incredulously, I looked at the naked stud lying on the ground, his ridiculously swollen balls resting between his legs like two soccer balls waiting for James Rodriguez to fire them into the goal.

Alex raised his eyebrows.

“No big deal”, Ben said in a toneless voice, his glassy eyes looking up at Alex. “I got balls of steel.”

Alex nodded slowly. He took his position between Ben’s spread legs. “I think you have to spread them wider”, he said with a mean smile.

Ben obliged, spreading his legs as far as he could. He lifted his head off the ground and looked at Alex who had his eyes fixed on the inviting target that was presented right in front of him.

“Kick them”, Ben whispered. “As hard as you can.”

Alex chuckled. With a running start, he kicked Ben’s meaty balls with all the force he could muster. The tip of his sneaker connected with Ben’s sack only just missing his pelvis and crashed into the underside of Ben’s nuts, driving them up as far as they could go, stretching the skin of his sack to its limits.

Ben’s face contorted in pain and his mouth opened in a silent scream as the pain washed through his body. He lay motionless, every muscle strained, the veins in his neck bulging, his mouth open wide, in a grotesque picture of agony.

Alex let out a chuckle. He turned around, looked at me and winked. “Thanks”, he grinned. “I had a great time.”

“You’re very welcome”, I said slowly.

“Maybe we can repeat this sometime in the future?” Alex said casually walking towards the door.

“Anytime”, I replied absentmindedly, staring at Ben.

“Great”, Alex said. “Give my best to Ben.” He walked out the room and the door slammed shut behind him.

I slowly got up and walked over to Ben who was frozen in unimaginable pain, his eyes and mouth wide open, tears running down his face.

Quickly, I tried to think of a way to get him out of his trance. My eyes fell on his bloated, swollen testicles. I shrugged, bent down and flicked Ben’s left ball lightly with my fingertips.

Ben’s upper body shot up and he screamed from the top of his lungs.

I shuddered.

With an agonized wail, Ben grabbed his crotch and rolled onto his stomach, his legs kicking wildly.

His first words after he was able to speak coherently again were, “I showed him, right?”

I stared at Ben. “What?!”

“I showed that guy”, Ben whispered, rocking back and forth, cradling his aching nuts.

I sighed. “Yes, you did.”