Vicious little fucker (Finn meets Logan and Zach)

Special thanks to Finn for the idea for this story! If you (yes, I mean you, the one who likes to see hot guys in pain!) 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 Zach (click for pictures)

“That’s him?!” Logan let out an incredulous laugh.

The 18 year old high school wrestler was walking towards his tent. He was shirtless and barefoot, wearing nothing but a skimpy pair of speedos. His muscular body was dripping with water. He had just taken a swim in the lake that was part of the campground.

His buddy Zach shot him an angry look. “Don’t stare”, he mumbled, walking faster and lowering his head. He was two years older than Logan, and he looked a bit like Logan’s older brother. Like Logan, Zach was blond and handsome, athletic and muscular. His tight speedos were bulging with a humungous dick and a big, fat pair of balls.

“Come on, that can’t be him”, Logan chuckled, taking off his sun glasses and stopping to have a look at the guy that Zach had told him about.

Zach grimaced and turned to Logan. “Let’s go. Finn doesn’t like getting stared at…”



Logan raised his eyebrows and grinned. “Does Finn like getting waved at?” He raised his hand and waved at the young man who was sitting in front of his tent. “Hey! Hello! Hey there!”

Zach groaned and grabbed Logan’s arm, trying to pull him away.

“He has seen us”, Logan smiled and gave Zach a playful backhand slap to the groin, making the muscular stud yelp in pain and let go of Logan’s arm, doubling over and rubbing his oversized package.

“Hey, guys”, Finn said as he came closer.

“Finn”, Zach mumbled, staring at his feet while massaging his aching equipment.

“I’m Logan”, Logan said with a cheerful smile, extending his hand. “I believe we haven’t met.”

Finn smiled at Logan and shook his hand. “We haven’t. I’m Finn.”

“Nice to meet you”, Logan said. “Zach has told me a lot about you.” He couldn’t help but chuckle.

Finn was a short, pale young man. Maybe a year older than Logan, with brown haired and a very scrawny body.

From what Zach had told Logan, Logan had expected a huge guy, intimidating, strong, mean and sneaky, a real bully.

Finn didn’t fit that description at all. In fact, he looked like the perfect anti-bully, an unremarkable, very ordinary guy.

“Only lies, I’m sure”, Finn said.

“I haven’t told him anything”, Zach said quickly, averting Finn’s gaze. “Nothing at all.”

There was an awkward pause.

“Nothing at all”, Zach repeated, shaking his head while staring at his toes.

Logan let out a laugh. He couldn’t believe it. He had never seen Zach like this.

Zach’s handsome face was beet red. He looked embarrassed and frightened. Was he shaking?!

“Are you shaking?!” Logan couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

“N-n-n-no”, Zach stammered.

“You are shaking!” Logan said slowly, trying to wrap his head around what he was witnessing.

“Of course he is”, Finn said matter-of-factly. “I’m sure he’ll pee his pants any second.”

Zach let out an embarrassed groan. “Let’s go, Logan, okay?”

“Wait a second”, Logan said with a chuckle. “You’re telling me that you’re afraid of Finn. He’s half as tall as you. Half as heavy as you. Half as muscular as you. He is absolutely no match for you.” He glanced at Finn while patting Zach’s back. “No offense.”

A cold smile appeared on Finn’s lips. “None taken.”

Zach was silent.

“I don’t get it”, Logan said, slowly shaking his head as he turned to Finn.

“Maybe I can explain it to you”, Finn said. “I know Zach from a couple of parties. I live at a frat house down the street from him.”

Logan nodded. “You’re friends.”

“Not exactly”, Finn said, chuckling. “His frat is shit. My frat rocks.” He shrugged his shoulders. “Anyway, we met at a couple of parties. And somehow it always ended with Zach getting fucked in the ass by me and my friends.”

The color of Zach’s head changed from red to purple.

“You remember that, don’t you?” Finn said with a sneer.

Zach mumbled something unintelligible.

“I’m sure you remember it”, Finn chuckled. “Your tiny little hole destroyed, cum leaking from every orifice, your pathetic balls drained and broken, your ugly cock---“

“I remember”, Zach interrupted him without lifting his head. “I remember.”

“Good”, Finn smirked. “And now you’ve got your little friend here to protect you?” He eyed Logan with a mix of amusement and scorn on his face. “Does he do it for free or do you let him fuck your hole?” he asked Zach while looking at Logan.

Zach didn’t answer.

“A girl needs protection”, Finn continued, smiling as he watched Logan’s shocked face. “I get that. I bet you suck his dick every night in that tent, and---“

“Whoa, whoa, whoa!” Logan raised his arms. “Listen, don’t talk to him like that, okay? And, just to be clear, if you really think that girls need protection from guys, you might want to check out the calendar. It’s 2017, not 1957.”

“Gee, thank you for that history lesson”, Finn said sarcastically. He looked at Zach while pointing at Logan. “Lesbian?”

Logan stared at him.

“You do it with a double-headed dildo, then?” Finn said casually. “Gotta be a big one because you are two gigantic assholes.”

Logan couldn’t help but laugh. “Okay, I’ve been trying to be friendly with you. But clearly, you’re an idiot.” He turned to Zach. “Let’s go.”

Zach nodded and turned away. “I told you”, he mumbled.

“Bye, girls”, Finn said. “Let me know if you need a dick in your pussies.” He grabbed his crotch. “I’d love to help you out.”

Logan inhaled deeply.

“Let it go”, Zach muttered. “Just ignore him.”

“See you, Zach”, Finn said with a laugh. “I’m looking forward to the next frat party. Can’t wait to destroy your hole again…”

Zach winced.

Logan stopped dead in his tracks. “You know what?” he mumbled. “That’s enough. I’ll teach that fucking idiot a lesson he’ll never forget.”

“No”, Zach said quickly. “Don’t. He’ll---“ He let out a long sigh as Logan turned around and walked back to Finn.

“You’re an idiot with a big mouth”, Logan said, putting his hands on his hips. “I know guys like you. You’re all talk. Well, time to put your money where your mouth is. I challenge you to a fight. Best of five falls. If I win, you leave Zach alone.” He extended his hand. “Deal?”

Finn grinned. “And if I win---“

“You won’t win”, Logan interrupted him with a cocky smile. “Guys like you never win. Guys like you get taught a lesson.”

“If I win”, Finn repeated. “I’ll fuck your ass.” He grabbed Logan’s hand.

“You won’t win”, Logan laughed.

Finn smiled at him. “We’ll see.”

They shook hands.

“In five minutes, down by the lake, alright?” Finn said.

“Alright”, Logan smiled.

“Alright”, Finn smiled, mocking Logan’s voice.

Logan turned, shaking his head. “I’m going to kick that bastard’s ass!”

Zach grimaced. “This is going to end badly…”

Logan rolled his eyes. “His bark is worse than his bite.”

“Well”, Zach mumbled. “His bite is pretty painful, too…”

Five minutes later, Logan and Finn were facing each other.

Zach was leaning against a tree, looking worried.

Logan had put on a pair of jeans. He was barefoot and shirtless.

Finn hadn’t bothered to change his clothes. His pale, scrawny legs contrasted with the colorful pattern of his boxers. His plain white t-shirt looked like it was several sizes too large.

Logan clapped his hands. “Best of five falls”, he said. “Let’s go.” He winked at Zach, a confident smile on his face.

Zach grimaced. “Good luck”, he mumbled. “You’ll need it…”

They started wrestling, and Logan quickly realized that he had underestimated Finn.

The inconspicuous young man was a mean and vicious fighter, and he had some dirty tricks up his sleeves.

Finn’s foot slammed into Logan’s crotch right away, ramming the blond stud’s tender testicles into his body and making him let out a surprised grunt.

Zach grimaced in sympathy as Finn followed up with a leg sweep that made Logan fall onto his back. A split-second later, Finn had grabbed Logan’s feet and spread his legs apart in a wide V. His foot came crashing down and he crushed Logan’s nuts under his sole, eliciting a comically high-pitched shriek as Logan grimaced in agony.

Zach winced in sympathy as Finn sent his foot down on Logan’s precious jewels again and again and again, making Logan yell and scream and wail in pain.

“Oh god!” Logan screamed, his face a mask of pain, as Finn crushed his nuggets as if he was trying to put out a fire in Logan’s bulging crotch.

“Does that mean you give up?” Finn asked casually.

“Fuck you!” Logan grunted and kicked his legs, trying to push Finn away.

Finn ducked Logan’s counterattack without too much effort, and replied with a hard, well-placed kick in the nuts that made Logan’s eyes cross as he screamed from the top of his lungs.

Logan curled up in a ball, clutching his crotch.

Finn chuckled. “I guess that’s a no.”

“You’re fucking right”, Logan groaned, slowly getting up.

Zach grimaced in sympathy. His friend looked pretty exhausted already. His short blond hair was ruffled, his face was contorted in pain, and his chest was glistening with sweat.

Finn, on the other hand, looked positively relaxed.

With an angry grunt, Logan lunged at Finn.

Zach bit his lower lip as he watched Finn wipe the floor with Logan.

It was a humiliating show of force.

Without breaking a sweat, Finn dodged Logan’s blows and retaliated with very effective counterattacks. Every attack from Logan turned into a counterattack from Finn, and it was the pale, scrawny, short young man who managed to land devastating blows to Logan’s kidneys and to his muscular abs, throwing in a couple of hard punches to Logan’s head and a few very effective blows to the solar plexus for good measure.

Where Finn truly excelled, though, was in attacking Logan’s manhood.

Zach winced in sympathy, time and time again, as Finn wrecked Logan’s balls with hard kicks, vicious punches and mean squeezes.

Logan was panting and sweating, drool running out the corner of his mouth, when Finn moved for the kill. A well-placed punch to Logan’s temple, a hard elbow to Logan’s stomach, a quick kick to Logan’s legs, and Logan was on the ground.

With a cold smile, Finn pinned him to the ground, his legs up in the air.

“One!” Finn yelled, emphasizing his intention to end the first round with a quick, hard punch to Logan’s nuts.

Logan let out a muffled grunt.

“Two!” Finn punched Logan’s nuts once again.

Logan screamed from the top of his lungs. He couldn’t move, couldn’t get out of Finn’s hold.

Zach let out a sigh and looked away.

“Three!” Finn landed another vicious punch to Logan’s nuts.

Logan wailed in agony. His body convulsed as his balls released their creamy load inside his jeans.

Finn let go of him, getting up and straightening his shirt. “Alright, that’s round one.”

Logan was rolling back and forth, cupping his crotch as a powerful orgasm was rocking his body.

Finn looked at him for a second, then he burst out laughing. “Are you creaming your pants?!”

“Oh god”, Logan whimpered, nursing his battered manhood.

“Wow”, Finn grinned. “This is a surprise.” He reached down and unbuttoned Logan’s fly before taking off his jeans.

Zach grimaced at the sight of Logan’s crotch.

His speedos were soaked with cum, and Zach could tell, even though the fabric, that Logan’s nuts were swollen considerably. His dick was twitching inside his speedos as the final squirts of semen oozed out of it.

“Ready for round two?” Finn smiled.

Logan looked up, his face contorted in pain and rage. He got up, letting out an angry roar as he stumbled towards Finn.

Zach winced in sympathy as Finn casually lifted his knee, making Logan run nuts-first into it.

Logan’s eyes bulged and he let out a dry cough.

Without missing a beat, Finn grabbed Logan’s shoulders and rammed his knee into Logan’s drained, sore balls once again, crunching his balls and eliciting a strangled groan from his muscular opponent.

Logan’s jaw was hanging open and drool was running out the corner of his mouth as Finn crushed his nuts with his bony knee as if he was trying to turn them into peanut butter.

Logan made a half-hearted effort to fight back, but his punch to Finn’s chest looked more like a gentle caress.

Finn smiled and turned Logan around before giving him a nasty wedgie, flossing his ass cheeks with his own speedo.

Logan let out a high-pitched wail as his balls were rearranged inside his sack. They dropped out through the leg openings, getting squished against his muscular thighs.

To add insult to injury, Finn brought his leg back and kicked Logan from behind, nailing both of his exposed balls dead-on.

Zach closed his eyes and bit his lower lip as he heard Logan’s anguished scream.

Logan fell to his knees and doubled over, panting heavily.

With a mean grin, Finn picked up a large tree branch and weighed it in his hand. With the accuracy and the force of a seasoned baseball pro, he smashed it into Finn’s exposed right nut.

It was a home run.

Logan screamed from the top of his lungs.

Before he collapsed on the floor, though, Finn followed up with similarly well-placed and equally effective hit to Logan’s left nut.

Logan’s eyes rolled back into his head and he gasped for breath as Finn threw the branch away and kicked Logan’s ass hard, making him fall flat to the ground.

Fortunately, Logan’s swollen balls were spared another blow because they were wedged against his thighs by his speedos. Unfortunately, his dick was not so lucky. It landed right on a large stone, and its sensitive head was crushed against his body.

Zach groaned in sympathy as Logan let out a gurgling scream.

Finn reached down and grabbed the waistband of Logan’s speedos, pulling him up.

The weight of Logan’s body was too much for the flimsy fabric, though, and it ripped apart, causing him to crash down again.

This time, his balls couldn’t escape their fate, and they landed on the stone along with Logan’s dick, causing him to scream in utter agony.

Finn looked at the cum-soaked fabric of Logan’s ripped speedos and grinned. “You’re making too much noise for my liking”, he said casually and stuffed Logan’s speedos into his mouth.

Logan’s sweaty, red face scrunched up as he tasted his salty cum on his tongue.

But Finn quickly drew his attention to a far more pressing matter when he reached between Logan’s thighs and wrapped his fingers around his red, swollen balls, squeezing hard.

Logan’s eyes widened and he let out a muffled scream as Finn squeezed the life out of his balls. His bony fingers dug into the tender flesh of his bruised testicles as if he was trying to juice them like lemons.

Surprisingly quickly, he succeeded.

Logan let out an anguished wail as a huge spurt of cum shot out of his dick, covering the stone that was underneath him in a thick layer of creamy spunk.

Finn laughed and twisted his hand, adding more pressure to Logan’s abused manhood.

“Ighmph gighmph!” Logan roared into his speedos. “Ighmph gighmph!”

Jet after jet of creamy spunk sputtered out of his cock while Fin was squishing and squashing his busy balls.

“Ighmph gighmph! Ighmph gighmph!” Logan wailed.

“What’s that?” Finn grinned, twisting Logan’s nuts sharply.

“Ighmph gighmph!” Logan shrieked.

Finally, he managed to spit out his sperm-soaked speedos.

“I give!” he screamed from the top of his lungs. “Please, let go of my balls. Please!”

Finn chuckled. With a final twist and squeeze, he obliged, allowing Logan to curl up in a ball, sobbing and moaning and clutching his aching nutsack.

“Well”, Finn smiled. “That was easier than I imaged…”

Logan was a mess. His naked body was covered in sweat. Cum was oozing out of his dick and his balls were almost ridiculously swollen.

Finn cracked his knuckles. The scrawny young man looked completely at ease. “We’re on to round three then, aren’t we?”

“That’s it”, Logan whispered, his eyes filled with tears. “I give up. I mean it.”

“Oh no, buddy”, Finn chuckled. “Best out of five falls. That’s what we agreed upon. Get up now.”

Logan let out a miserable moan, his hands cupping his mangled manhood. “I can’t.”

Finn clicked his tongue.  “You’re not going to cheat me out of round three, buddy. No way.”

Logan blinked. “Please?” he whispered.

Finn let out a long sigh.

“Please?” Logan said in a toneless voice, his eyes filled with tears.

Zach bit his lower lip and closed his eyes. His heart was pumping and he his stomach tightened. He felt as if there was an angry bear inside him, trying to break free.

“That’s enough!” the bear roared and lunged at Finn.

The pale, scrawny young man was no match for the combined force of anger, strength and muscle. A hard, well-placed punch connected with Finn’s head, sending him flying backwards, screaming in pain. A merciless stomp to his testicles made him scream in agony. A precise kick to Finn’s kidneys made him curl up in pain.

Zach opened his eyes again.

Unfortunately, there was no bear roaring inside him. Instead, there was a whimpering mouse, a quivering, frightened, little mouse.

Zach watched as Finn smiled down at Logan.

“Please?” Logan repeated, almost inaudibly.

Instead of giving him an answer, Finn kicked Logan’s nuts with all the force he could muster. The handsome high school wrestler’s swollen and bruised testicles were flattened against his muscular body, and he let out an anguished wail.

Zach winced in sympathy.

Round three didn’t last very long. After a series of hard nut-kicks, Finn made Logan lean against a tree, his legs spread wide, before using his low-hangers as a speedbag, punching the fat orbs as hard as he could.

Even though Logan had already released two loads of sperm, his dick rose again, and Finn took full advantage of the fact that Logan’s boner gave him easier access to Logan’s severely swollen nuts.

Logan was screaming and moaning, wailing and groaning in utter agony. His naked body was covered in sweat and tears were running down his cheeks.

Suddenly, after a vicious punch to his testicles that flattened his babymakers like pancakes, Logan’s eyes rolled back into his head and his body went limp.

At the same time, his dick erupted with a surprisingly big jet of cream that splattered against Finn’s chest.

Logan sank to the ground, out cold, his dick shooting cum like a firehose.

Finn burst out laughing. “Yeah!” He looked at Zach as if he expected him to cheer him on.

Zach’s eyes were fixed on poor Logan.

There was an almost peaceful expression on his handsome, sweaty face while spurt after spurt of creamy cum shot out of his cock.

Maybe it wasn’t as creamy and copious a load as his first two had been, but it was a pretty impressive one nevertheless.

Finn didn’t wait for Logan to finish his orgasm, though, and he didn’t intend to wake him up before collecting his prize.

“Time to fuck”, Finn said cheerfully as he unzipped his pants and pulled out his big, fat cock.

It was an extraordinarily long and thick tool, meaty and fat, with a bulbous, pulsing head. It stood in stark contrast to the rest of Finn’s body, his slender frame and his scrawny limbs.

Finn scooped up some of Logan’s sweat and cum and lubed up his dick before turning Logan onto his stomach.

He lined up his fat, throbbing cock with Logan’s tight asshole. The mix of Logan’s bodily fluids helped a little but not too much, and it required a great deal of force from Finn to enter Logan’s hole. He pressed against it, and broke the resistance with a hard, determined thrust, sinking his dick balls-deep into Logan’s hole.

Logan’s eyes opened and he let out a scream as Finn started fucking him back into consciousness. It wasn’t a gentle act of lovemaking. Instead it was a display of dominance.

Finn’s fat, low-hanging balls slapped against Logan’s thighs as he deep-dicked the high-school wrestler’s bubble butt, holding on to his hips while slamming his dick inside.

Logan’s face was contorted in pain as his asshole was stretched by Finn’s huge dong.

Zach watched the scene, cringing in sympathy. It brought back memories of many frat parties that had ended with him curled up on the floor, half-conscious, cum leaking out of his ravaged hole…

Finn was a remarkable young man with quite a few surprising qualities, his fighting skills, his huge cock, but most of all his stamina.

He banged Logan hard and fast for a long, long time. When others would have run out of steam, Finn picked up the pace, steadily pounding Logan’s hole while poor Logan was moaning and screaming in pain.

Midway through, Logan’s body tensed and his hard dick started twitching, releasing his fourth load of the day. It was pathetic, watery, not nearly as creamy as the three loads before it, and it dribbled into the grass, seeping into the ground.

Finn probably didn’t even notice Logan’s fourth orgasm. He was too busy banging the hell out of Logan’s hole.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Finn came deep inside Logan. His dick buried inside Logan’s hole, Finn pressed his hips against Logan’s ass, a satisfied smile on his face as his balls contracted and pumped their cargo into Logan.

Zach couldn’t help but notice the slight smirk on Finn’s face. This wasn’t your typical orgasm face. It gave no indication that Finn was lost in pleasure or caught in the moment. Instead, it looked as if planting his seed inside Logan was the most important thing to him.

Logan was grunting and groaning, his face a mask of pain.

Without a word, Finn pulled his dick out of Logan’s hole. Immediately, cum started oozing out of it, running down his thighs.

Finn’s dick was glistening, and he casually grabbed Logan’s head and pulled him towards his crotch. “Clean that up for me”, he said casually before shoving his dick into Logan’s mouth.

Logan let out muffled grunts and strangled groans as Finn’s fat dick slid down his throat, spit and drool running out the corners of his mouth.

Finn pulled his dick out and slapped Logan’s face, looking down at him with a smirk. “Thanks”, he said matter-of-factly before tucking his softening cock into his pants.

A red handprint was visible on Logan’s teary-eyed, sweaty face as the young man sank to the ground, clutching his swollen, bruised balls. Finn’s creamy load was leaking out of Logan’s sore, gaping hole.

Finn grabbed Logan’s cum-soaked speedos and winked at Zach. “I think I’ll keep that as a souvenir. I’m sure your valiant protector doesn’t mind”, he grinned before walking off, a confident smile on his face, the trophy of his victory, Logan’s wet speedo, hanging from his finger.

Zach bit his lower lip. “Logan?” he mumbled, kneeling down next to his friend.

Logan let out a groan.

“You okay?” Zach asked weakly.

Logan’s response was a miserable moan.

He was a mess. He was drooling and whimpering, cum running out his red, sore hole, his balls black and blue and ridiculously swollen.

“You should have listened to me”, Zach mumbled, grimacing in sympathy.

Logan looked up, his eyes filled with tears.

Zach nodded gravely. “I told you so.”