Bruised balls for birthday – part 1 (Jeffrey meets Zach and Manuel)

Special thanks to Jeffrey for the idea and a lot of details for this story! If you (yes, I mean you, the one who likes to celebrate his birthday with chastity and ballbusting!) would like to meet the Ballbusting Boys and see yourself in a story please read this post for more details.

Happy birthday, Jeffrey! This is just a little teaser. Part 2 will be up on Friday 21st. :-))

Featured in this story: Zach (click for pictures)

“Happy birthday, buddy!” Zach grinned.

The 20 year old stud was leaning against the doorframe of his friend’s room in the frat house. He ran his hand through his short blond hair and grinned. A little gift-wrapped package was in his other hand. He was a tight white t-shirt that was bulging with his muscular chest and his six-pack abs.

But the biggest bulge was in his crotch. Zach’s enormous equipment bordered on obscene, and it strained the denim fabric of his pants.

Jeffrey jumped out of his bed and rubbed his eyes, yawning. He was wearing nothing but a pair of boxer shorts that were tented by a very healthy piece of morning wood. His dirty blond hair was ruffled and he looked a little hung over.

“Morning”, he mumbled sleepily, scratching his pubes that were visible above the waistband of his boxers.

It was his 21^st birthday, and he knew that Zach had something special planned for him. Zach had been hinting about it for days.

“Thanks, man”, Jeffrey said, letting out an audible yawn.

“Ready for your present?” Zach chuckled, wiggling the little gift box in front of Jeffrey’s eyes.

“Sure, man, can’t wait”, Jeffrey chuckled, stretching his limbs.

Instead of giving him the gift, Zach treated Jeffrey to a nice, hard back-hand slap to the nuts.

His strong hand connected perfectly. Because of the tent in Jeffrey’s boxers, his nutsack was swinging freely, and the surprise slap made them smack against his body with a dull, wet sound.

Jeffrey groaned and doubled over as Zach roared with laughter.

“As I said, happy birthday!” Zach laughed. “Before you open your gift there’s something we gotta do.”

Jeffrey looked up, grimacing in pain.

“You know about our tradition, right?” Zach grinned. “It’s your 21^st birthday which means you’ll get 21 punches to those big, fat babymakers!”

Jeffrey stared at him. “You’re not serious.”

“Oh, I am!” Zach said cheerfully and dropped to his knees, placing the gift box on the floor. “Spread your legs, man!”

Jeffrey let out a groan and straightened.

With a swift motion, Zach yanked down Jeffrey’s boxers, exposing his meaty boner and his plump, heavy balls.

“Shit”, Jeffrey grunted, blushing as he looked down at his throbbing cock and his dangling nutsack.

Zach balled his fist and winked at him.

“Ready for your present?” Zach grinned.

Before Jeffrey had a chance to reply, Zach slammed a nut-crunching uppercut into Jeffrey’s dangling ballbag, flattening the two tender nuggets like pancakes and making Jeffrey let out an anguished grunt as he gritted his teeth, his face contorting in pain.

Jeffrey’s balls were on the larger side of average, a strong, robust pair of juicy plums. Surprise nutshots and sneaky sacktaps were quite common at the frat house, and Jeffrey had taken his fair share of testicular abuse since moving in. Usually, he could take a couple of smacks to the beanbag or a friendly nut squeeze and just laugh it off.

But Zach’s punch had been right on target, squishing the two spunk spuds good and hard, and Jeffrey felt the pain rush through his body.

Zach followed up with another hard uppercut that knocked the wind out of Jeffrey’s lungs.

Jeffrey let out a miserable groan as Zach landed the third punch to his big balls.

“Three down, eighteen to go”, Zach grinned and started working over Jeffrey’s nutsack like a speedbag, using both of his fists to pummel the swinging ballbag, making it bounce and swing and slap against his body as Jeffrey screamed in pain.

The pain was almost unbearable but Jeffrey knew he had to take it like a man or he’d be the house bitch for the foreseeable future… The thought of Zach’s mammoth cock reaming his hole and stretching his throat was enough to make Jeff clench his teeth and bear it with as much dignity as he could muster.

His eyes closed, his lips clenched tight, he grunted and groaned as Zach speedbagged his testicles like a professional boxer. Jeffrey’s rock-hard dick was smacking against his muscular abs.

Jeffrey hadn’t shot his load in over a week, because Zach had dropped a few hints about his birthday surprise that left no doubt that it would be best enjoyed with a fully loaded pair of sperm tanks.

Now, Jeffrey’s jam-packed fun sack was being thrashed by Zach’s fists, and a little drop of precum oozed out of the big mushroom head of Jeffrey’s throbbing joy stick.

“That’s it”, Zach said cheerfully, making sure that the final punch was a very hard, very well-placed uppercut to Jeffrey’s meatballs. “We’re done.”

“Yay”, Jeffrey whispered without much enthusiasm as he doubled over, clutching his battered balls.

He was so horny that precum was dripping from his twitching dick even though his bloated balls had taken on a fiery red color.

“Now for the fun part”, Zach grinned and handed Jeffrey the gift-wrapped package.

Jeffrey chuckled and sat down on his bed, his boner pointing at the ceiling. Unfortunately, he sat down a little too quickly, squishing his battered balls into the mattress and screaming in pain as Zach burst out laughing.

“Careful, you’ll need those”, Zach chuckled as Jeffrey adjusted his position and freed his trapped balls, groaning in pain.

He unwrapped his gift and looked at it, a confused expression on his face.

“What is this?” Jeffrey asked, holding up a tube filled with little blue pills and a plastic device that looked vaguely threatening.

“These”, Zach grinned, pointing at the pills, “are vitamins. Two pills a day and you’ll have the most amazing experience once you get out of this.” With that, he took the chastity device and stuffed Jeffrey’s dick into it.

It took quite a bit of work to fit the large, hard piece of meat into the small plastic cage but somehow Zach managed to calm the beast and lock it up.

Jeffrey’s eyes widened in shock as he watched Zach pocketed the key and smiled at him.

“What the fuck?!” Jeffrey said in a toneless voice, tugging at his locked cock and his bruised, swollen, churning balls.

Zach grinned. “You’ll just have to wait a couple of days and I’ll free you. Don’t worry.”

Jeffrey gulped. “A couple of days?”

Zach chuckled and gave Jeffrey’s balls a playful smack that made him groan in pain and double over, clutching his crotch. “Nine days to be precise. Your appointment is on July 21^st.”

“Ten days?” Jeffrey moaned.

Zach turned on his heels and laughed. “Trust me, you’re gonna love it.”

Jeffrey let out a miserable sigh.

Zach winked at him and left the room. “Happy birthday, buddy!”

To be continued.