Sammy the ball doctor: Treating Logan

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

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

“I’m so glad that you’re back together with Ashley”, I said.

Logan smiled. “Yeah, it was painful. But now everything is alright again.” The 18 year old high school wrestler ran his hand through his blond hair and looked at me. “Speaking of Ashley”, he said slowly. “You think maybe we could take things easy on my nuts today?”

We were standing in the middle of a doctor’s practice that belonged to a friend of mine. We regular used as a set, and my friend knew better than to ask what was happening in his rooms after hours…

Logan was wearing tight-fitting blue jeans that bulged at the crotch, and a blue t-shirt that matched the color of his eyes. The young, muscular stud looked stunning.

“I don’t know”, I smiled apologetically. “I guess it depends on him.”

I turned to Sammy, a tall and lanky redhead with a cute, freckled face. He was as old as Logan, and he looked smoking hot in his doctor’s uniform: white sneakers, a pair of tight white pants and a white lab coat. A stethoscope was hanging in front of his naked, hairless chest.

Sammy grinned at Logan, looking him up and down. “I don’t know…” He stepped up to Logan and grabbed his crotch, giving it a gentle squeeze. “You have a nice pair”, he said softly. “I don’t know if I can stop myself once I’ve started…”



Logan shifted uncomfortably. “Just hold back a little bit, you know.”

Sammy sighed. “I don’t know if that’s possible”. He gave Logan’s balls another squeeze. “Our viewers expect me to coax a load out of those…”

“There’s not much left in them”, Logan said quickly. “Ashley and I have been fucking like mad the past couple of days. I’m not sure I can produce a good money shot.”

“We’ll see”, Sammy grinned.

Logan let out a long sigh. “Alright”, he mumbled. “It would be really nice if you didn’t drain them completely, you know? Leave a little bit for Ashley?” He showed Sammy his most charming smile. “Please?”

Sammy chuckled and let go of Logan’s balls. “You really love her, huh?”

Logan grinned. “Yeah.”

A couple of minutes later we were ready to start. My cameraman Chad and my assistant Erik were working the cameras, and Logan had been instructed about the role he was supposed to play.

The scene Logan and Sammy were about to play was based on a very simple premise. I knew they were good at improvising. Sammy was a natural, and Logan knew that he’d have to go along in order not to ruin the scene.

Logan was waiting outside the door for his cue, and Sammy was inside the room, standing between the treatment table and the gynecological chair we had brought.

“Action!” I shouted.

Logan knocked on the door.

“Come in”, Sammy said with a smile.

Logan entered the room, a confident smile on his face and a black leather briefcase in his hand. “Good morning, Doctor Tuffnutz”, Logan said. “I’m with the American Medical Association.” He pulled a piece of paper out of the briefcase. “You’ve been working as a…” He glanced at the paper. “…ball doctor for a while now. We want to make sure that you’re up to speed in your field.” He smiled at Sammy.

Sammy smiled back at him. “Sure, what do you want me to do?”

Logan cleared his throat. “I was thinking we should start with the theoretical stuff, you know, your knowledge about testicles and so on…” He looked at his watch and smiled apologetically. “That may take a while. I’m not sure we’ll get to the practical stuff today. But I’ll be happy to return when you have a patient so I can observe the treatment.”

I couldn’t suppress a grin. Obviously, Logan was trying to steer the scene in a certain direction that would leave his balls untouched for as long as possible. But he hadn’t counted on Sammy…

Sammy raised his eyebrows. “But I’ve already talked to your colleague.” He smiled innocently. “The practical part is the only thing that’s left.”

Logan blinked. “Is it?”

Sammy nodded. “And we already determined what the practical part will look like.”

Logan stared at him. “You did?”

Sammy nodded again, smiling brightly. “First I’ll demonstrate a preliminary vasectomy, then I’ll show you how I trigger a testicularly induced orgasm, and finally we’ll examine the secretion to make sure that there’s not a bit of live sperm left.”

Logan gulped. “I see”, he said weakly. “And I guess you’d like to demonstrate all of that on…”

“You”, Sammy said with an innocent smile.

Logan looked around, desperate to find a way out, his eyes falling on Chad, Erik and me behind the cameras.

I noticed Chad and Erik smirking at him.

Logan cleared his throat. “You know, I think I saw someone in the waiting room. Three guys. Maybe we could, you know…” His voice trailed off.

“Invite one of them in?” Sammy said, pretending to think about Logan’s suggestion. He looked at Chad, Erik and me, adding slowly, “That would probably work…”

A hopeful smile appeared on Logan’s face.

“Except they’re here for something entirely different”, Sammy said with a huge grin.

Logan’s smile vanished. “Oh.”

“Besides, it’ll give you a much better impression of my work if I demonstrate it on you”, Sammy continued. “Right?”

“I guess it will”, Logan mumbled, a defeated expression on his face.

“Great”, Sammy chuckled, rubbing his hands. “I’m sure you’ll be very satisfied with my work.”

Logan nodded absentmindedly.

Sammy grinned. “Let’s start.” He brought his leg back and kicked Logan’s nuts hard. His instep collided with the big mound in Logan’s crotch, flattening it and ramming his balls into his body.

Logan let out a dry cough and doubled over.

“I like to start things off with a nice, hard kick”, Sammy explained cheerfully. “Loosen them up, you know. How’d you like that kick?”

“It was good”, Logan said in a strained voice, his hands on his knees.

Sammy chuckled. “Well, good is not good enough. What about this one?” He sent his foot flying in between Logan’s thighs, smashing his balls with a dull thud.

Logan yelped, his face contorting in pain.

Sammy looked at him expectantly.

“Better”, Logan coughed. “Much better.”

“In my experience”, Sammy smiled, “the best way to judge your success is the patient’s reaction.” He looked at Logan. “And it doesn’t seem that your nuts are loose enough just yet.”

Logan looked up in panic. “Well, I think they---“

Sammy interrupted him with a hard, well-placed kick that would have made a soccer player proud. His foot sailed into Logan’s crotch, crunching his precious nuts and making him scream in pain.

“Now here we go!” Sammy laughed. “That’s what I’m talking about!” He followed up with another nut-crunching kick that shut Logan up and made his eyes water as he let out a wheezing groan and fell to his knees, cupping his groin.

“Take your clothes off”, Sammy smiled. “It’s for the preliminary vasectomy...”

Logan groaned in agony, rubbing his sore testicles.

Sammy waited patiently until Logan had stripped naked, revealing his big dick and his ample pair of balls.

Grimacing in pain, Logan looked down at his crotch, letting out a deep moan at the sight of his nuts.

“Let’s have a look”, Sammy smiled and helped Logan climb into the gynecological chair, spreading his legs and putting them into the leg rests. Sammy sat down on a stool between Logan’s thighs and grabbed Logan’s goods with both of his hands. He rolled them between his fingers, causing Logan to wince and shift in the chair. “Very good. They are starting to swell very nicely, and they are assuming exactly the shade of red that we’re aiming for”, Sammy smiled. He wrapped his fingers around the neck of Logan’s sack and yanked down hard, causing him to let out a hoarse groan. “Nice and loose”, Sammy commented with a satisfied nod. “Could you hold your dick, please? I need a clear shot at your balls.” He winked at Logan. “And we don’t want the pesky little thing to get hurt, do we?”

Logan groaned, grabbed his cock by the head and pressed it against his abs.

“Thank you”, Sammy smiled before balling his free hand to a fist and slamming it into Logan’s trapped balls, eliciting a shrill scream.

Sammy chuckled and slammed his knuckles into Logan’s balls again and again, smashing them hard and making Logan wail in agony.

Every punch made Logan’s body convulse and rock in the chair. His eyes were clenched shut, and he was gritting his teeth, his face contorted in pain.

Sammy continued pummeling Logan’s nuts, punching them as hard as he could over and over again, making Logan squirm and writhe in his chair while he was screaming and yelling in pain.

Logan’s hands were pressing his dick against his body, and the friction had an entirely predictable effect on the virile teenager’s dick. His meaty joystick went from limp to chubby to rock-hard, the thick shaft throbbing against his fingers while Sammy was punching the life out of his balls.

“It’s funny”, Sammy chuckled, taking a break from punching Logan’s nuts to grab his swollen nutsack with both of his hands and squeeze hard. “The preliminary vasectomy always has that effect on my patients.” He dug his thumbs into the soft flesh of Logan’s plump testicles, making him squeal in pain.

Sammy let out a laugh and let go of Logan’s ballsack, turning his attention to Logan’s dick instead, and prying away his fingers.

Logan’s meaty cock bounced up immediately, drawing itself to its full length and pointing at the ceiling. The head was throbbing and glistening with precum that ran down the shaft, coating it with a sticky layer of Logan’s stud sauce.

Sammy scooped up a bit of Logan’s juice with his finger and brought it up to Logan’s lips. “Here, have a taste”, he grinned. “See if you can spot a difference when we’re done…”

Logan squinted at Sammy’s wet, sticky finger, pressing his lips tightly shut.

Sammy rolled his eyes and brought his knee up between Logan’s spread legs, flattening his hefty plums like pancakes and making him scream in pain. Quickly, Sammy stuck his finger into Logan’s open mouth, wiping his salty precum onto his tongue.

Logan let out a miserable groan. He looked at Sammy, his face a mask of pain. “We’re done, right?”

Sammy chuckled. “You think so?”

Logan grimaced. “You know, that tasted like we were done.”

Sammy laughed. “You mean you don’t taste any live sperm in your cum?”

Logan eyes lit up. “Exactly! That’s exactly how it tasted!”

“I see”, Sammy said, grabbing Logan’s dick and squeezing its head, coaxing out a big drop of precum that he scooped up and licked off his finger. “Hmmm, I don’t know.” He pretended to think for a moment. “I don’t think we’re done just yet…”

Logan moaned.

Sammy took a step back, swung his leg back and kicked Logan’s nuts with all the force he could muster. The tip of his sneaker-clad foot connected with Logan’s balls and they bounced up as far as the skin of his sack permitted.

Logan let out an ear-piercing wail and squirmed in the chair. His hard dick twitched wildly as it smacked against his abs.

On their downswing, Logan’s big, juicy babymakers were met by Sammy’s foot yet again, driving them up in their sack once more.

Logan was screaming from the top of his lungs, his cock throbbing and twitching violently.

A third kick found its target and crunched Logan’s swollen nuts hard, eliciting a high-pitched scream that made Chad, Erik and me cringe in sympathy.

Sammy seemed undeterred and launched a fourth kick into Logan’s pitiful sperm tanks.

Logan’s body cramped and his dick let go of a huge fountain of jizz that flew high up into the air and rained down on him, covering his muscular, sweating body in a thick layer of creamy white cum.

Logan’s busy babymakers pumped jet after jet of spunk out into the open. His face was contorted in pain, his eyes clenched shut, his mouth wide open in a silent scream.

Sammy grinned and kicked Logan’s contracting balls one more time while his cock was shooting his precious load.

Finally, Logan’s balls were empty, and the throbbing of his dripping dick didn’t bring forth anything but hot air.

Sammy watched him, a satisfied grin on his face. He helped Logan get out of the gynecological chair, allowing him to collapse on the ground in a puddle of his own jizz.

“So, what do you say”, Sammy grinned.

Logan looked up at him, a quizzical expression on his face.

“Are you satisfied?” Sammy smiled.

Logan stared at him for a moment before remembering his role. “Oh, well, I guess I am”, he croaked. “Thanks for your time, and---“

“Damn!” Sammy interrupted him. “Where’s my head?! I almost forgot about the most important thing…” He scooped up some of Logan’s cum and held up his finger. “We have to make sure it worked.” He put the finger into his mouth and sucked on it before smacking his lips. “Yup, I think it worked.” He smiled at Logan. “What do you think?”

Logan stared at him, his face contorted in pain.

“Go ahead, have a taste”, Sammy encouraged him.

Logan let out a sigh and dipped his index finger in a large batch of jizz that was running down his chest. He brought the finger to his mouth and tentatively licked its tip.

“Don’t be shy”, Sammy grinned. “Take some more.”

Behind the camera, Chad and Erik chuckled.

Logan shot Sammy a funny look.

I bit my lips, praying for Logan not to ruin the scene.

“Here, let me help you”, Sammy grinned. He knelt down next to Logan and run his hand over his chest, scooping up as much of his cum as possible before making Logan lick it off.

“So, what do you think?” Sammy grinned.

Logan wiped his mouth. “Perfect”, he mumbled.

“It’s a wrap”, I shouted. “Great work, guys!”

Logan looked up at me, grimacing in pain, lying in a puddle of his own creamy jizz. He dipped his finger into the puddle and scooped up some of his spunk, a weak grin on his face. “I better call Ashley. I don’t think we’ll fuck tonight…”

Sammy and I laughed.