This one is a quickie. I'm working on a rather epic Christmas story so I didn't have too much time for this one. I hope you enjoy it nevertheless...
Warning: Can contain traces of cum.
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Sackwrecker Deluxe
"I'm a stud", Zach said with a grin.
"Yes, you are", I replied.
"And Kev told me you needed a stud", Zach continued. "So here I am."
"That's great, Zach", I said.
I could only imagine why Kev had sent Zach our way. We had told him about Vince's latest invention in passing, and maybe he was afraid he'd get chosen to test it out again. Or maybe Zach had gotten on Kev's bad side somehow. Or maybe he just wanted Zach to get his nuts crunched for some other, completely benign reason. I had no idea.
When Vince had told me about the Stud Squasher I had gotten the name wrong at first.
"It's the STUD Squasher, not the SPUD Squasher!" I clearly remember Vince's slightly miffed voice. "It does a lot more than just trashing testicles. It squashed the whole stud."
Vince felt very passionately about his inventions. My 20 year old prop master was a skilled craftsman and a talented engineer with countless wonderful ideas on how to wreck a guy's manhood. I couldn't think of a more dedicated person for the job.
And Zach was the perfect guy to try out the Stud Squasher. A handsome, muscular hunk with a truly magnificent set of low-hanging balls and a huge, thick, meaty, absolutely perfect dick.
The 20 year old muscle stud was sitting on Vince's invention, a huge smile on his face, his legs spread wide apart, his dick rock-hard and pointing at the ceiling, his fat, plump balls resting on a solid metal anvil. Hovering a couple of inches above his balls was a heavy stamp that was operated by the remote control that Vince was holding in his hands. Below Zach's seat sat a wooden box.
"I think we're ready", I said.
"Okay", Zach said. His wrists and ankles were cuffed to the Stud Squasher's framework.
I wasn't sure if Zach knew what he had gotten himself into. "Okay, let's---"
Suddenly, the door opened and Logan entered the room. The 18 year old high school wrestler was accompanied by his girlfriend Ashley.
"Hey there, I'm just dropping Ashley off at work, and I thought we'd say hello on our---" Logan interrupted himself when he spotted Zach. "Hey, buddy, how are you?"
“Great”, Zach grinned. "I'm a stud."
Logan chuckled. "Yeah, I know, buddy."
His girlfriend couldn't help but stare at Zach's humungous erection.
Logan could pass as Zach's younger brother. They were both blond and blue-eyed, two All-American guys with hot bodies and muscles in all the right places.
I couldn't help but smile when I noticed Logan growing slightly irritated at his girlfriend's obvious fascination with Zach's fat, meaty dick. Zach and Logan were friends - but a boner like that could stir ill will between the closest of friends...
"What is that?" Logan grinned, stepping closer to Vince's invention.
"It's called the Stud Squasher", Vince said proudly.
“The Stud Squasher”, Logan repeated, chuckling. He looked up at Zach and grinned. “Sounds promising.”
Zach bit his lower lip.
"Wanna see how it works?" Vince asked cheerfully.
"Oh yeah", Logan smiled, winking at Zach. "Squash the stud."
Zach gulped. His dick twitched.
Ashley giggled.
Vince pressed a button on the remote control.
The stamp came down, fast and hard, flattening Zach's fat, plump balls to half of their height and causing his nut meat to spread between the stamp and the anvil, before retreating just as quickly, allowing Zach's juicy plums to bounce back into their natural round shape again.
“Fuck me!” Zach grunted through his gritted teeth, his eyes open wide, filled with terror and agony, as Logan and Ashley burst out laughing.
Vince grinned proudly. "It's funny, huh? Like a pancake machine." He chuckled and pressed the button again.
The stamp came down once more, squshing Zach's big, beautiful balls flat, eliticing a high-pitched shriek from the muscular stud and causing a little squirt of precum to sputter out of his granite-hard cock.
Logan and Ashley looked at each other and laughed.
"Can I try?" Logan grinned.
"Sure", Vince chuckled and handed him the remote control.
Logan pressed the button, roaring with laughter as Zach's nuts were flattened once more.
Zach was screaming from the top his lungs, his muscles tensing, his eyes open wide, his jaw hanging open, his lips quivering.
Another squirt of precum spurted out of his dick, and I couldn't help but laugh along with Logan, Ashley and Vince at the hilarious expression on poor Zach's face.
"What's this button for?" Logan asked, looking at the remote control.
"Oh, that one", Vince grinned. "That's the extractor button. It will crush the stud's spuds---".
Logan pressed the button.
The stamp came down. But instead of stopping when Zach's nuts were compressed to half their diameter, it went further down, squishing them flat and causing Zach to let out a high-pitched, girlish shriek.
"---paper-thin", Vince finished his sentence, chuckling.
At that moment, a huge spurt of cum shot out of Zach's dick, hitting him right in the left eye, plastering it shut and making him look like a bukkake pirate.
"Holy shit", Logan laughed. "This is fucking hilarious!"
Zach was grunting and groaning, his left eye covered in cum, blinking nervously. His face was a mask of pain and his body was glistening with sweat.
Logan hit the extractor button again, and Zach's nuts were crushed flat once more.
Another fat, creamy spurt of cum splashed out of Zach's cock, hitting his right eye dead-on and making Zach yodel like an overeager warm-up act at a coloratura soprano convention.
"Let me try", Ashley giggled, taking the remote control.
"See if you can hit him in the mouth", Logan chuckled.
Zach's vision was blurred, his eyes covered in cum, his face contorted in pain. He was gasping for breath, groaning in agony.
Ashley pressed the button, causing the relentless stamp to mercilessly crunch Zach's nuts and send a huge jet of cum flying directly into Zach's open mouth, making him choke and gurgle as his salty juice ran down his throat.
"Bull's eye!" Logan laughed, high-fiving his girlfriend and taking the remote-control back again.
Ashley let out a high, clear laugh, watching Zach choke on his own sperm.
Logan spotted another button on the remote control, and he looked at Vince, raising his eyebrows.
"Oh, that one", Vince chuckled, running his hand through his brown hair. "That one's not ready yet."
"Can I try it?" Logan grinned.
"Well", Vince scratched his head. "You can but---"
Logan pressed the button.
A loud whirring sound came from the box underneath Zach's seat.
"But I haven't refilled the lube, yet", Vince said, grimacing as a large, black dildo rose from the box, slowly but steadily making its way up heading for a strategically placed hole in Zach's seat.
"Don't worry", Logan chuckled. "I think I can help you out." He looked at his girlfriend, adjusting his crotch. “Babe?”
Ashley raised her eyebrows. “Really?”
“Come on”, Logan grinned, squeezing his rock hard dick inside his pants. “He’s my friend. I can’t let him get fucked without lube, can I?”
Ashley let out a sigh. "Just a small batch, okay?"
“Thanks, babe”, Logan grinned and kissed her on the cheek. “I promise they’ll be nice and full again tonight, okay?”
Ashley shrugged her shoulders and crossed her arms. “They better be”, she mumbled.
Logan grinned and took a step forward, dropping his pants and pulling out his hard dick. He stroked it a couple of times. A few seconds later, he whipped out a nice, big batch of cream, coating the rising dildo just in time before it entered Zach's ass.
“There you go, buddy”, Logan smiled, pulling his pants back on as he watched the dildo push against Zach’s hole.
Zach's sore, red, cum-covered eyes widened as he felt the dildo enter his ass. As soon as it was all the way inside him, it started moving up and down at a steady pace.
At the same time, the stamp went into overdrive, coming down onto his nuts again and again and again and again, crushing his poor spuds and making him scream from the top of his lungs.
It only took a minute for Zach to empty his balls. Jet after jet of cum shot out of his dick, covering the sweating, grimacing studs in his own cream as his balls were flattened and his ass was stretched by the vicious machine.
We watched, chuckling and laughing, as Zach was screaming and roaring in pain.
After a while, Zach's orgasm subsided.
He was covered in his own spunk, his balls bruised and bloated, the dildo mercilessly penetrating his ass hole.
Judging from the look of pain and pleasure on Zach’s handsome face, he wasn’t too happy with how his balls and his ass hole were treated. He was panting and moaning, his muscular body glistening with sweat and spunk.
I turned to Vince. "When will it stop?"
Vince looked at his watch. "I think it's set on thirty minutes." He smiled. “It’ll go faster and faster until his balls are drained and his hole is wrecked. It’s called the Stud Squasher for a reason…”
I chuckled and turned to Logan. “Wanna stay around and watch?”
Logan sighed. “I’d love to but…”
"I gotta get to work", Ashley said regretfully, her eyes fixed on Zach as another huge orgasm rocked his body.
"Sure, babe", Logan said, a hint of disappointment in his voice. He chuckled as Zach's dick erupted with a big blast of cream, not as creamy as the previous one, but pretty impressive nevertheless.
Zach let out an anguished wail.
"See you around, guys", Logan said. He waved at Zach. "Take care, buddy."
Zach was too busy shooting another load to reply.
After Logan and Ashley had left, I looked at my watch. "What do you say, wanna grab a bite to eat?"
"Sure", Vince said, placing the remote control on the desk. "He won't go anywhere."
Zach was in the throes of another painful orgasm as we left the studio.
I looked at Vince. "You happy with the Stud Squasher?"
"Yeah", Vince grinned. “It’s pretty neat. Simple yet effective." He chuckled. "I bet he’ll be walking funny for a couple of days…”
"Is that your scientific evaluation?" I said with a grin.
We looked at each other and burst out laughing.
8 comments:
It's imo actually quite refreshing to have a girl like Ashley be part of the story once in a while. Sure it doesn't have to be too frequent, but it mixes things up a bit. I mean, the main action should be male vs male as it has always been, but having a hot girl watch, tease, make fun of them and maybe occasionally participate in busting some balls herself while showing that blissful ignorance to the guy's pain isn't actually that bad.
(Then again, I'm bisexual, so I'm not sure how other readers who're solely into male action think about it ;) I know there once was a poll about girls in the stores some while ago, just thought I'd add that opinion :) )
Thanks for your feedback! I'm glad you enjoyed Ashley's little guest appearance. She didn't do much, but I kinda liked the idea of her watching the stud get squashed... :-))
I personally enjoy having women in the stories as well, at least on occasion. The straight men in your stories want to impress the girls with the equipment that they are currently mangling, all while mocking them. It's a combination of physical and emotional suffering, the ultimate humiliation. But, I'm also a straight female, unlike the majority of your readers.
Thanks for your comment! I'm glad you enjoy my stories! You are right, the majority of my readers is probably gay male (then again who knows?), but I value every reader's opinion regardless of their gender and sexual orientation. I'm very curious about your thoughts if you're willing to share them with me. Send me an email if you like (alex@ballbustingboys.org) and we can talk. :-))
Very hot. I love dumb but endearing Zach getting absolutely ruined. Especially the descriptions of his busting reactions and the multiple hands free orgasms. Dudes who can't help blowing their loads is super effing sexy.
Vince is fun. What a little genius!
-C
Thanks for your feedback, C! I'm glad you enjoyed the story! :-))
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I've always wanted to see Zach and Ashley meet and had a potential story suggestions involving them, though it might involve too many people
Thanks for your feedback, Toothpick! Why don't you send me an email with your story idea (alex@ballbustingboys.org) and I'll see what I can do! :-))
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