Featured in this story: Logan and Zach (click for pictures)
“What are we gonna do with him?” Logan grinned.
Zach shrugged.
They were sitting in the basement of Zach’s fraternity house. It had been a small party, and the rest of the guys had moved on to go to a club and pick up some girls. Left in the basement were 20 year old Zach and his 18 year old buddy Logan, along with one of the guests.
Logan took another gulp from his bottle. The handsome high school senior was wearing sweat pants, a plain white t-shirt and sneakers.
Although there was no family relation, Zach looked a bit like Logan’s older brother. Like Logan, Zach was blond and blue-eyed, with a muscular body and an attractive face. He was shirtless, his sweat pants sitting low on his hips.
The guest had passed out on the couch, his mouth hanging open. He was a lanky guy, 20 years old, with gold blond curly hair. He was wearing casual pair of trousers and a t-shirt.
“What’s his name again?” Logan said.
“Michael ”, Zach said.
“Wait, no!” Logan chuckled. “It’s Michaël. Michaël!” He rolled his eyes mockingly as he repeated the unusual pronounciation.
Zach laughed.
Michaël looked a bit like a surfer dude – but over the course of the evening it had become very clear that there was nothing relaxed or easygoing about him. In fact, he had turned out to be an arrogant asshole, talking about himself all the time, acting rude and pissing off the other guests. Eventually, one of Zach’s frat brothers had poured something into his beer, causing him to pass out on the couch. It probably spoke volumes about Michaël ’s popularity that none of the other guests had protested…
“Michaël ”, Logan repeated, imitating Michaël ’s voice, before playfully kicking Michaël ’s leg.
Michaël didn’t move.
“He’s out cold”, Zach said with a chuckle.
Logan reached down and grabbed a baseball that was lying on the ground. He lobbed it at Michaël and it landed on his stomach with a dull thud before rolling down onto the floor.
Zach picked up the baseball and gave it a try. The ball hit Michaël in the thigh.
Logan tried again. This time, the ball landed right on the prominent bulge in Michaël ’s pants.
“Bullseye!” Logan yelled.
Michaël didn’t move.
Zach burst out laughing and grabbed the baseball. Instead of lobbing it, he threw it like a pitcher on the field. It missed Michaël completely and banged against the back rest of the couch.
“Oooooh”, Logan chuckled. “You’re out of practice, huh?”
Zach mumbled something unintelligible and walked over to Michaël . He grabbed his shoulders and moved him into an upright position, putting his feet onto the ground, his legs spread wide apart. Zach took a step back and grinned. “That’s better.”
Logan laughed.
Zach walked to the other end of the room. “Now look at this”, he grinned before hurling the ball at Michaël ’s groin. It was a perfect hit. The ball connected with Michaël ’s bulge, embedding itself into the soft mound of Michaël ’s genitals before dropping to the ground.
Michaël didn’t stir.
Logan raised his arms and started cheering. “Yay! Homerun!”
Zach grinned. “That was a good one, huh?”
“A great one”, Logan chuckled. “Let me give it a try.”
They went back and forth throwing the ball at Michaël ’s nuts, hitting them again and again and again.
After a couple of dozen rounds, Logan looked at Zach and grinned. “I bet his nuts are crushed by now.”
Zach chuckled. “Let’s have a look.”
They pulled down Michaël ’s pants and underwear, revealing his flaccid 6 inch dick that was lying peacefully in front of his walnut-sized balls.
Logan grabbed them and rolled them around between his fingers.
“You think they’re good for another round?” Zach grinned.
Logan let out a laugh. “Sure!”
They resumed their game, aiming for Michaël ’s naked nuts this time.
After a couple of throws, Logan remarked, “His fucking dick’s in the way…”
Wordlessly, Zach picked up a roll of duct tape from the ground and handed it to Logan.
Logan chuckled. “Good thinking!” He pulled Michaël ’s t-shirt off him and taped his limp dick against his muscular abs. “There.”
“Perfect”, Zach chuckled as they continued with their little ball game.
With Michaël ’s dick out of the way, they had a perfect shot at his nuts, and they made the best of it, hitting them again and again as hard as they could.
Michaël ’s balls were starting to swell – and still, there was no sign of him waking up.
Slowly, Logan and Zach reduced the distance between themselves and Michaël , until they were standing right in front of him, throwing the baseball at his nuts at point blank range.
They were laughing and cheering with every solid hit.
Suddenly, Michaël let out a grunt, followed by a long groan.
Logan and Zach stared at each other.
Michaël opened his eyes, groaning. He stared at Logan and Zach with a blank expression on his face.
“Umm, hi”, Logan said with a weak smile.
Zach waved at him.
Michaël opened his mouth to say something. Then he closed it again and cleared his throat. “Where am I?”
Logan and Zach looked at each other.
“You’re in the middle of a baseball game”, Zach dead-panned.
Logan burst out laughing.
Michaël ’s eyes narrowed. Somehow he seemed to sense that something was off. “Fucking morons”, he mumbled.
Slowly, the effect of the drugs seemed to go away, and his face contorted into a grimace as the pain in his balls registered. “What the fuck?” he groaned, looking down at his bright red nuts. “What the fuck?!” he repeated, turning to Logan and Zach. He lifted his arm to throw a punch at Zach but his coordination was off. He missed and ended up punching himself in the nuts which caused Logan and Zach to burst out laughing.
“You fucking morons”, Michaël groaned, grimacing in pain.
Logan looked at Zach and sighed. “Looks like we have to continue our game another time.”
Zach’s face lit up. “Not necessarily…” He picked up the duct tape and grinned.
Logan scratched his head. “I don’t think he’ll like it…”
Zach shrugged his shoulders and grinned. “He’s an asshole.”
Michaël shot him an angry look. “What are you up to, you fucking moron?! I swear I’ll---“
Zach interrupted him by unceremoniously snap-kicking him in the nuts.
Michaël ’s eyes bulged and he let out a strangled howl.
“Let’s tie him up”, Zach grinned at Logan. He grabbed Michaël by the neck and pulled him up from the couch.
A few moments later, Michaël was tied to a wooden column in the middle of the room, his arms duct taped behind his back, and legs spread wide apart with his feet taped to the ground. His mouth was taped shut and his face had turned bright red in rage and pain.
“Look, the color of his balls matches the color of his face”, Logan grinned.
Zach let out a laugh and kicked Michaël ’s balls with all the force he could muster.
Michaël let out a muffled scream as his tender testicles were rammed into his body.
Logan chuckled and pushed Zach away. “Let me have a go”, he grinned before smashing Michaël ’s nuts with a hard, well-placed kick that made him clench his eyes shut as he let out a gurgling scream.
Zach chuckled and pointed at Michaël ’s balls. “They look like a speed bag to me”, he grinned and knelt down in front of Michaël .
Michaël ’s eyes widened in horror as Zach balled his fist and looked up at him, a wide grin on his face.
Then he turned his attention to Michaël ’s bright red ballsack and punched it hard.
Logan cringed in sympathy as Michaël ’s tender testicles bounced against the wooden column. “Ouch”, he chuckled.
Zach started punching Michaël ’s balls at a rapid pace with both of his fists, rapidly smashing his knuckles into the soft flesh of Michaël ’s balls, eliciting grunts and groans and muffled wails of agony.
Zach’s workout routine went on for an eternity. Punch after nut crunching punch found Michaël ’s rapidly swelling balls that danced around wildly in their sack.
Finally, Zach sighed and got up. “Phew”, he chuckled wiping the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand.
Logan chuckled. “Look at those fucking balls”, he grinned and stepped up to Michaël , squatting down and grabbing one of Michaël ’s nuts in each hand, pulling them apart and squeezing hard. His fingertips dug into the tender flesh of Michaël ’s bruised and bloated balls, making Michaël let out desperate grunts and anguished groans.
“They look like ripe tomatoes”, Zach grinned.
Logan laughed. He let go of Zach’s balls and slapped them hard with the palm of his hand.
Michaël ’s face was a mask of pain, sweat running down his naked body.
“Tomatoes, huh?” Logan chuckled.
“Maybe you should take a bite”, Zach suggested with a grin. “See how they taste.”
Logan burst out laughing. “I do like tomatoes…”
Zach grinned.
Logan opened his mouth and put Michaël ’s left nut half-way into his mouth, digging his front teeth into the tender flesh.
Michaël screamed from the top of his lungs as Logan’s teeth threatened to split his meaty, swollen testicle in two.
Logan increased the pressure, and Michaël ’s ball flattened between his incisors, the sides bulging obscenely. He moved his jaw, brutally grinding Michaël ’s nut and making Michaël wail in agony.
Then Logan spat Michaël ’s ball out and wiped his mouth. “That one’s quite tasty”, he mused, examining the shiny nut that was wet with his spit. There was a neat row of bite marks that looked like a seam that held the two halves of Michaël ’s ball together.
“What about the other one?” Zach asked with a cheeky grin.
Logan chuckled and sucked Michaël ’s right nut into his mouth. After grinding Michaël ’s nut-chords with his incisors for a few moments which seemed to drive Michaël absolutely mad, Logan started chewing on the bulky meat inside his mouth, moving it from the left side to the right side and back again, happily chomping on Michaël ’s testicle.
Michaël ’s eyes were glassy, and tears were streaming down his face. He had almost completely lost his voice, letting out throaty, hoarse grunts of pain.
Finally, he pulled his head back, yanking on Michaël right nut with his teeth until his nut chord was stretched to its limit.
Michaël let out a shrill shriek, his voice cracking.
Logan opened his mouth, allowing Michaël ’s battered, bruised nut to slip out between his lips.
“That one isn’t quite as good as the other”, he chuckled. “A bit too chewy if you ask me…”
Zach and Logan burst out laughing.
Michaël ’s balls looked gruesome, deep red and badly bruised. The right nut looked slightly out of shape, and the left one didn’t seem to be in a much better condition.
Zach picked up the baseball and threw it into the air. “What do you say? Another game?”
Logan grinned. “The targets are bigger now.”
Zach laughed.
Suddenly, they heard footsteps coming down the stairs.
They turned to the door to see Zach’s frat brothers flock into the room.
When they spotted Michaël , they burst out laughing.
“Looks like we’re missing out on all the fun!” one of them shouted.
“Good thing we’ve come back!” another one grinned.
“And right on time”, Zach grinned. “We were just going for a round of baseball.”
His frat brother hooted and cheered.
One of them grabbed a baseball bat that was leaning against the wall. “Can I go first?”
The room erupted with laughter.
Michaël ’s eyes widened in terror. He was in for a long night…
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