Boys will be boys: On the road again

Thanks to Alexander for his plot suggestion and a couple of fun emails!

Previous parts:
On the road
Wet, hot and horny
Winners and losers
Locked and unloaded
Blue balls and empty nuts

Featured in this story: Zach, Logan, Cal, Sammy and Brandon (click for pictures)

It was another extraordinarily hot summer day. Zach’s car was packed again, and the air conditioning was still not working. The five boys inside the car were shirtless, wearing just their shorts that were clinging to their wet skin.

Zach was driving. The 20 year old stud’s muscular chest was wet with sweat, and his blond hair was sticking to his head.

Cal was in the passenger seat, and Brandon, Logan and Sammy were in the back of the car.

They were on their way back from vacation after spending a couple of days at Sammy’s uncle’s house. They had envisioned a couple of days of sun and fun and girls and sex. And each of the boys – except for Zach who had been locked in a chastity device after failing to perform a dare – had shot multiple loads of cum, although in a very different way that they had originally planned…



Logan ran his hand over his sweaty chest and chuckled. The blond 18 year old was wearing a pair of short sweat pants, his balls hanging out the leg opening. The summer air did them good, and they were in desperate need of healing, just like his sore dick.

Sammy’s nuts were hidden inside his loose shorts, but they didn’t look any better. The 18 year old redhead’s manhood had been subjected to an especially harsh treatment after the boys had discovered that he had sabotaged their vacation plans.

After his involvement had been exposed, Brandon had suffered a similar fate. The 21 year old Asian-American’s nuts inside his short khakis were black and blue and severely swollen.

As were Cal’s who was sleeping in the passenger seat. The 22 year old African-American’s legs were spread wide so that his mammoth dick and big, battered and bruised balls could breathe.

“Remember a couple of days ago”, Sammy chuckled. “We talked about all the girls we’d see and all the sex we’d have.”

The five friends inside the care erupted with laughter.

“Damn, I would have loved to bang one of those cheerleaders”, Zach said, glancing down at his crotch where his dick was locked up and his balls were churning with pent-up sperm.

“Or two”, Cal chimed in. “I bet I could have gotten two of them and---”

“But you didn’t”, Brandon grinned, causing the rest of the guys to burst out laughing.

“Because you milked me dry, you fucking idiot!” Cal yelled to the great amusement of his friends.

“I even got permission from my girlfriend”, Logan chuckled. “A Get Out Of Jail Free card – I’ll never get one of those again!”

Sammy laughed. “And imagine what Ashley will say when you tell her that she won’t get any for a couple of days…”

Logan looked down at his black and blue nuts. He shrugged his shoulders with a sheepish grin. “She’ll bust my balls.”

The boys roared with laughter.

Zach cleared his throat. “About my dick”, he said, looking into the rear view mirror at Sammy. “When do you think you’ll unlock it?” He turned his eyes at the street again.

Sammy blushed. “Oh, shit”, he whispered.

Logan raised his eyebrows. “What?”

Sammy raised his voice. “As soon as we’re home, of course.”

Zach nodded. He couldn’t wait to get his dick out of the steel cage. He hated to see his monster locked up. Such a gigantic, beautiful piece of meat deserved to be free! Zach started humming happily along to the music that was blaring from the radio.

Logan nudged Sammy in the side. “What is it?”

Sammy bit his lower lip. “I think I left the keys at the house”, he mumbled under his breath.

Logan burst out laughing. “Hey, Zach!” he yelled cheerfully. “Wanna hear something funny?”

Zach grinned. “Sure, fire away!”

Sammy’s eyes filled with panic. “Nut shot war!” Sammy yelled from the top of his lungs and slammed his fist into Logan’s crotch, nailing the two swollen, hurting nuts hard.

Logan let out a yodeling scream.

Brandon laughed and reached over, grabbing Sammy’s balls through the thin fabric of his shorts and squeezing them hard.

Sammy screamed in pain and reached between Brandon’s legs, grabbing a good handful of Brandon’s junk and squishing them between his slender fingers.

Now it was Brandon’s turn to scream in pain.

The three boys on the backseat sounded like a trio of teenage girls at a One Direction concert.

Zach glanced at Cal who was sound asleep.

“Nut shot war”, Zach grinned before casually reaching over and smashing his fist into Cal’s unsuspecting crotch.

Cal joined the choir from the backseat, adding another soprano shriek to the already dissonant piece of music.

Zach’s car was filled with screams and laughter as it drove down the road.

“We have to do this again next year”, Zach chuckled and stepped on the gas.