Broken rules, broken balls (Sid meets Ben and Logan)

Special thanks to our reader Sid for the plot idea! If you (yes, I mean you, the one who has fantasized about busting his best friend’s balls for years!) would like to meet the Ballbusting Boys and see yourself in a story please read this post for more details.

Warning: Contains graphic homosexuality.

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

“Those are two nice, big man-eggs you got hanging between your legs”, Ben said with a hint of jealousy.

“Thanks”, Sid replied with a grin and looked down at his testicles. They were big and meaty, hanging low in their sack and stretching the skin with their weight.

“Grade AA”, Logan chuckled. “They are definitely bigger than yours, Ben.”

Ben frowned at Logan. “And bigger than yours, too.”

The three guys were stark naked.

Logan was 18 years older, a handsome high school wrestler with a trained body and short blond hair. Ben was two years older, a bit taller and more muscular than Logan, with black hair and an attractive face.

Sid’s body was lean and fit, but on the skinny side, which made his oversized set of testicles look even more impressive. The hot 20 year old Indian had a cheeky grin on his face as he weighed his testicles in his hands.

“Biggest balls in the room, I guess”, Sid mused, glancing at Ben.



Logan burst out laughing. “Listen to that, Ben. I think he’s right…”

Ben rolled his eyes, mumbling something unintelligible.

“What was that?” Logan chuckled.

“But his dick is smaller”, Ben repeated, grumbling.

Sid shrugged and looked down. Maybe his dick was smaller than Ben’s or Logan’s big tools, but it was still a nice, meaty specimen.

Logan leaned forward and took a closer look at Sid’s junk, pretending to be squinting. “You’re right, Ben. What a cute little thing.” He extended his hand and playfully tickled the head of Sid’s dick. He changed his voice into an exaggerated sing-song as if he was talking to a toddler. “Hellooooo, you little cutie! What do you want to be when you grow up?”

Sid chuckled before bringing his leg back and sending it smashing in between Logan’s legs, crunching his bare balls with his instep and making Logan yelp in pain.

“No touching, please”, Sid grinned as Logan doubled over and cupped his crotch, groaning in pain. “I don’t want your dirty hands anywhere near my junk, got it?”

“Got it”, Logan said in a strained voice. “Your argument was very convincing…”

Ben and Sid laughed.

Ben’s laughter was rudely interrupted, though, when Sid’s foot found his dangling babymakers, crunching them hard and eliciting a guttural groan from Ben’s lips.

“That’s for saying my dick is small”, Sid grinned. “That’s not a nice thing to say, you know?”

Ben looked at him, grimacing in pain. He lifted his hands and shrugged his shoulders. “But it is sm---“

Once again, Sid’s bare foot sailed into Ben’s crotch, hitting both of his tender testicles dead-on and making Ben groan in pain and double over.

Sid laughed. “I told you, it’s not a nice thing to say.”

Ben and Logan recovered quickly, and the banter between the three guys continued. It was quite obvious that all of them enjoyed making fun of each other’s equipment, and neither of them was shy about aiming a friendly kick at an unsuspecting ballsack.

A while later, it was well-established that Logan’s testicular defense was seriously lacking efficacy (after Sid had landed three vicious nut kicks in a row), that Ben’s larger-than-life ego was counterproductive for his sex life (after Sid and Logan had tricked him repeatedly into posing and showing off his muscles only to snap-kick his balls whenever he struck a pose), that Sid’s big, juicy balls were more resilient than they looked (especially the left one that hung a bit lower than the right one and suffered the most from the other guy’s blows), that both Sid and Ben had given their testicles names (with Ben’s “Righty” and “Lefty” being far less imaginative than Sid’s “Funky” and “Spunky”), that Logan was able to recite the Pledge of Allegiance while getting kicked in the balls from behind (whereas Ben had trouble reciting it even without any scrotal interference), that Sid’s feet were larger than Logan’s or Ben’s (which explained why his kicks were so effective), that Ben hadn’t shot his load in a week (which led to a heated discussion about the current color of his balls), that Sid’s dick was smaller than Logan’s and Ben’s even when they all sported erections (which was followed by a very enthusiastic sword fight at the end of which Sid clubbed Ben’s big, full balls with the head of his erect cock), and that they all loved playing games.

“I always win”, Ben stated with a huge grin. He shrugged. “Can’t help it. I’m a winner.”

Logan and Sid laughed.

All three of them had suffered their fair share of nut kicks, and it showed: Their balls were slightly swollen, and there were a couple of light bruises visible on each of their nut sacks.

Logan brought his leg back and kicked Ben’s nuts hard. Logan’s instep collided with the two tender nuggets and drove them into his body, flattening them like pancakes.

Ben let out a gurgling groan and doubled over.

“Looks more like you’re a loser to me”, Logan smirked. He bent forward and put his hands on his knees, his legs spread slightly apart, letting his nuts dangle vulnerably between his thighs.

Sid seized his chance and kicked Logan’s nuts from behind, making him gasp in surprise and pain as his knees met and his eyes bulged.

“Sorry, man”, Sid chuckled, patting Logan’s ass. “I just saw them dangling, and you know how it is when you get an invitation like that…”

Logan groaned. “Yeah, I know how it is”, he said hoarsely before sending a mule kick into Sid’s groin, catching both of his fat balls dead on and ramming them into his body.

Sid yelped in pain and doubled over, laughing uncontrollably. “Shit, I can’t believe I didn’t see that one coming!”

All three were doubled over, nursing their battered balls and groaning in pain.

“You know”, Logan said after a while, rubbing his sore testicles. “Why don’t we start the game, huh?”

Sid chuckled. “Sure.”

“What are the rules?” Ben asked.

Logan thought for a moment. Then his face lit up. “What about a little game of Roshambo?”

Ben shrugged. “It’s a bit boring, isn’t it?”

Logan chuckled. “Then let’s make it interesting. We take turns kicking Sid in the balls. Whoever knocks him off his feet gets to make him cum.”

Ben grinned. “Sounds fun.” He turned to Sid. “Right?”

Sid looked at Ben, then at Logan, a huge grin on his face. “Well, what can I say”, he said. “I like it.”

Logan and Ben laughed.

“Awesome”, Logan said, rubbing his hands. “Let’s---“

“But I have another idea for the rules”, Sid interrupted him, grinning. “Whoever I knock down gets their equipment milked.”

Ben raised his eyebrows.

“But that’s not the same game”, Logan said slowly. “It’s---“

He was interrupted by a fierce kick in the groin that flattened his balls between  his pelvis and Sid’s instep.

Logan’s eyes bulged and his mouth formed a cute little ‘O’. A long, wheezing, almost inaudible groan escaped his lips.

Ben scratched his head, looking confused. “I don’t get it. Are we playing or are we---“

Sid brought his leg back and kicked Ben’s nuts as hard as he could. A dull, meaty smack echoed through the room as Ben’s nutsack was smashed into his body.

Ben’s eyes lost focus and he let out a girlish shriek.

 “We’re playing”, Sid laughed. “Of course we’re playing.” He feigned surprise. “Or do you want to chicken out?”

Ben coughed.

Logan groaned.

Sid started making chicken noises.

“Stop it!” Ben grunted, clasping his balls.

Sid laughed. “So you’re playing?”

Ben grimaced. Then he gave a quick nod.

“What about you?” Sid turned to Logan.

Logan shifted uncomfortable. His hands were cupping his aching balls. “I don’t know”, he mumbled.

Sid shrugged. “Your balls are too weak, huh? Pity.”

Logan looked at him, an amused expression on his face. “Nonsense.”

Sid shrugged again. “It’s okay. Just admit that Ben’s balls are tougher than yours.”

Logan blinked.

Ben grinned at him. “They are, just admit it.”

There was a moment of silence.

“Okay, let’s play”, Logan said finally, rolling his eyes.

“Nice”, Sid said, rubbing his hands. “Spread your legs.”

Logan did as he was told, grimacing in anticipation. His eyes were closed and he inhaled deeply. His hard dick was pointing at the ceiling, and his big, swollen balls dangled vulnerably between his thighs.

Sid’s foot connected with Logan’s big, juicy balls, slamming them into his body and flattening them like pancakes. Logan’s face went blank. His eyes opened slowly before crossing in an almost comical grimace, his mouth formed an ‘O’ and he let out a long, soft moan.

Ben and Sid burst out laughing, slapping their knees as Logan’s knees met and he folded at the waist, doubling over and clutching his balls.

“That look on his face!” Sid laughed.

“Priceless”, Ben chuckled.

Logan was busy cradling his aching testicles while Sid turned to Ben and grinned, “Your turn.”

Ben grinned and spread his legs, his hands on his hips. Like Logan, he sported a nice, hard boner that swayed from side to side. “Give it your best shot.”

Sid chuckled. “Trust me, I will…” He brought his leg back and kicked Ben’s balls hard.

Ben’s eyes bulged and he let out a dry cough. “Fuck”, he mumbled, doubling over, one hand covering his eyes while the other cradled his abused testicles.

Sid laughed. “That was pretty good, wasn’t it?”

“Yup”, Ben whispered, his face a mask of pain. “Pretty good.”

Sid nodded proudly. “I think I heard your nuts cracking”, he chuckled.

Ben shook his head emphatically, his face contorted in agony. “Nope.”

Sid looked almost disappointed. “Damn, I guess I have to go harder next time…”

Ben groaned.

Sid turned to Logan who had slightly recovered. “Let’s see if I can crack yours.”

Logan smiled weakly while he was fondling his ballsack. “I’m sure there already are some cracks in the shells…”

Sid chuckled and motioned for Logan to assume his position.

Logan complied, a miserable expression on his face.

Sid focused on his target, the two large, swollen orbs in Logan’s ballsack. Then, with a little running start, he brought his foot up between Logan’s legs, driving his balls into his body and eliciting a long, wheezing moan.

Logan stumbled backwards, and it almost looked as if he wasn’t able to stay on his feet, but he managed to keep standing, cupping his balls and whimpering in pain.

“So”, Sid grinned. “I bet your sack is filled with nut butter now, huh?”

Logan shook his head, groaning and moaning. “I’m fine”, he whispered throatily.

Sid went back and forth between Logan and Ben, kicking their balls harder and harder every time. With every kick, Logan’s and Ben’s screams got louder and shriller. But, miraculously, neither Logan nor Ben went down.

Sid was having the time of his life, leisurely stroking his own hard cock while he wreaked havoc on Ben’s and Logan’s babymakers.

Almost two dozen devastating, nut-shattering kicks later, Logan’s and Ben’s muscular bodies were covered in sweat. Their dicks were hard and dripping with precum.

Sid’s foot connected with Logan’s nuts, eliciting a shrill, agonized squeal. Logan’s legs were shaking and he staggered to the side, barely being able to stay on his feet.

Sid turned to Ben whose face was contorted in agony.

“Spread ‘em”, Sid said with a cheerful smile.

Ben let out a whimper and spread his legs. His bruised and swollen ballsack was dangling vulnerably between his legs.

Sid took a step back and sent his foot flying up between Ben’s thighs. A dull thud echoed through the room.

Ben froze, his face turning white, his mouth forming a little ‘O’. Slowly, his eyes crossed and an almost inaudible, high-pitched, wheezing sound escaped his lips. With a pitiful whimper, Ben fell to his knees and dropped to the side, curling up in a little ball.

Sid chuckled. “No kids for you, I’m afraid.”

Logan was doubled over, catching his breath. “That means you get milked, buddy”, he said to Ben with a weak grin.

Ben let out a whimper.

Sid rubbed his hands and got down on his knees, turned Ben onto his back, spread his legs and gently pried Ben’s hands away from his junk.

Ben stared at Sid with fear in his eyes.

Sid winked at him and started jerking his big, dripping dick with both of his hands.

Ben moaned.

Without a word, Sid bent over and took Ben’s rock-hard cock into his mouth.

Ben closed his eyes.

Gently, almost lovingly, Sid sucked on Ben’s dick, his head bobbing up and down.

Ben sighed. His body relaxed, and moans of pleasure started to fill the room.

Logan watched them, his eyebrows raised.

Ben’s moans grew louder and louder until his body tensed and he flooded Sid’s mouth with a huge load of creamy cum from his traumatized testicles.

Sid gulped Ben’s load down eagerly, slurping and smacking noisily as Ben’s salty cream ran down his throat and filled his belly.

Ben’s eyes opened and he looked at Sid. “Oh fuck, that was awesome”, he whispered.

Sid chuckled.

Logan cleared his throat.

Sid turned his head and looked up at him.

“You know, suddenly I wish I had lost”, Logan said sarcastically. He glanced at his rock-hard erection that was pointing at the ceiling.

Sid smiled. “You do?” He slowly got up.

Logan grinned. “If that’s what the loser gets.”

Sid walked towards Logan. “You liked that, huh?”

Logan’s dick twitched. “It looked pretty good”, he said throatily.

Seductively, Sid walked up to Logan and reached for his cock.

A grin spread on Logan’s handsome face, and his dick jumped with excitement. “Oh yeah”, he moaned, closing his eyes.

Instead of wrapping his lips around Logan’s meaty dick, though, Sid jerked his knee up between Logan’s thighs, ramming it into his swollen, sore testicles and eliciting a surprised, strangled scream.

Logan collapsed on the ground, and before he had a chance to curl up in a ball, Sid grabbed his feet, spread his legs wide and stomped down hard. His bare foot drove Logan’s tender testicles into his body, eliciting an anguished wail.

Again and again, Sid stomped down on Logan’s balls, mercilessly squashing Logan’s nuts under his heel.

Logan was screaming from the top of his lungs and his dick started twitching violently before a huge, thick blast of creamy cum up erupted from his cock and sailed through the air, landing with a wet splat on the ground.

Logan wailed in agony, his eyes clenched shut and his mouth wide open, as his poor, plump babymakers pumped jet after jet of slimy jizz into the air.

Sid brought his foot down between Logan’s thighs, squishing and squashing his balls, stomping the cream out of them.

After what seemed like an eternity, Logan’s orgasm ended, and Sid landed one final, brutal stomp on his testicles, twisting his heel to make sure every last drop of spunk was squished out of Logan’s tender gonads.

A final spur of cum squirted out of Logan’s dick before Sid let go of his feet and allowed him to curl up on the floor, cupping his drained balls and his spent dick.

The room was filled with moans, moans of pleasure and satisfaction from Ben, moans of pain and agony from Logan.

“You know, this was really fun”, Sid said with a huge grin on his face. “I really like this game.” He laughed and started jerking his hard, dripping dick.

After just a couple of strokes, his body was rocked by a huge orgasm. His dick started shooting, and he swung it like a fire hose, showering Logan and Ben with his spunk and making sure that each of them received their fair share of cum. Sid’s thick, creamy spunk splattered onto their naked bodies with wet splats, and within seconds, Logan and Ben were covered in a thick, slimy layer of spunk.

After he had emptied his balls, Sid put on his clothes, taking his time while watching Ben and Logan, covered in his cum, lie on the floor, moaning for entirely different reasons.

“See you, guys”, Sid said casually. “Thanks.”

He closed the door behind him, leaving Ben and Logan on the floor.

“Fuck”, Ben whispered. “That was awesome.”

Logan groaned. “Not really.”

Ben lifted his head and looked at Logan who was curled up in a ball, clutching his battered balls, his body glistening with sweat and sperm. “But you won”, he grinned.

Logan let out a laugh. “I did?”

Ben’s head sank to the floor again. “Doesn’t matter”, he mumbled. “It was awesome.”