Snapshot: The winner

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This is the 13th part of a loose series of short stories inspired by pictures that I found on the web. They don't necessarily feature any of the regular characters. If you have an inspiring picture let me know by leaving a comment or sending me an email (alex@ballbustingboys.org).

Previous episodes:
The loser
The farmer's sons
The intern
The boyfriend
The package
The nutcracker
The candidate
The training
The weightlifter
The rival
The porn star
The trick

Brett couldn‘t help but grin. It was just a quarter inch - maybe not even that - but there was no doubt that his dick was bigger than Tucker‘s.

Not that Brett had ever seriously doubted that he would come out on top.

"Spread your legs, loser!" Brett said with a smirk to the roaring laughter of his frat brothers.

"Fuck me", Tucker mumbled.

"Not before we have turned your fucking nuts into peanut butter", Brett quipped, winking at Tucker as he sack tapped him with the back of his hand.



Tucker groaned and doubled over, grabbing his balls.

"Extra creamy!" someone yelled to riotous laughter.

"Yeah, crush those fucking nuts!" someone else chimed in.

Brett waited patiently until Tucker had recovered. The sack tap had been very mild in comparison to what awaited Tucker now.

A dozen hard kicks in the nuts from every single one of his frat brothers were just the start for a day of nut crunching, throat fucking and ass pounding that would end inevitably in a head-over-heels cum shower for poor Tucker.

He should have known what he was getting into when he had challenged Brett to a size comparison.

"Let‘s get it over with", Tucker sighed, his legs spread, his hands behind his head,, a weak smile on his face as he looked at Brett. "Crush my fucking nuts."

Brett didn‘t need to be told twice. He laughed and kicked his buddy‘s balls with all the force he could muster.

His instep connected with Tucker‘s precious gonads, ramming them into his body and flattening them like pancakes.

Tucker screamed from the top of his lungs and collapsed on the ground as his friends laughed and cheered.

"Fuck yeah!" Brett roared, raising his hands high into the air. "I am the man!"

His friends formed a line behind him, eager to kick their buddy in the nuts and show him his place.

Brett stroked his hard dick, his most prized possession, the reason for his superiority. He looked down at Tucker who was writhing in pain, clutching his aching nuts. "I‘m the fucking man!"