The Swim Meet Shenanigans written by Bryce

 

The Swim Meet Shenanigans

 

by Bryce

 

The Bartlett swim team under Chase had developed some unsportsmanlike habits, with Chase typically at their center. For one, Jayden had discovered that he could easily provoke Chase’s cartoonish vanity, and cause scenes that would distract and discombobulate the opposing team’s swimmers. While they and other Bartlett boys waited on the sidelines for their races, all it took was a lascivious look from Jayden, a prolonged gaze at his boyfriend’s sky-blue speedo-clad crotch and a waggle of the eyebrows or lick of his lips, and Chase would smirk and cockily flex his muscles in front of everyone while his cock chubbed up, visibly growing and crowding his already totally stuffed swim briefs.

For his part, Chase absolutely loved showing off for Jayden in public, and he happily played along, knowing exactly what effect it would have on their opponents. Chase seemed to have undergone yet another growth spurt, and his already ripped, muscular teen body, with its narrow waist and broad shoulders, was looking more like any of the sexiest male underwear models than that of a swimmer. He seemed to be more cocky and conceited than ever, too, a product of raging teen testosterone coursing through him in hyper drive. When he would bounce his well-developed pecs or strike a stunning double biceps pose on Jayden’s cue, his own teammates would performativity fawn over him – and the boys from the opposing school could reliably be seen with mouths agape, wide-eyed, gawking and, often, popping boners in their own speedos that they would ashamedly cover with their hands or a towel, or sit down to attempt to hide. There weren’t many swimmers in the state – or perhaps any – as astonishingly built as Chase or as handsome, and most of the young men had never seen anything like the way the Bartlett captain and his team performed their sexual horseplay.

Today’s little sabotage had been particularly naughty. On the sidelines with a handful of his teammates including Jayden, Adam, Max and Rex, Shane and others, Chase was hitting a deliciously slow and deliberate pose, pumping his fists down and forward in front of him to push his pecs together and flex them hard. The normally rippling plates of thick, roughly square muscle bunched into powerful-looking, deeply striated, hairless mounds under his pale skin, like rocks straining a stretching cloth. Veins popped out across his chest and shoulders as his breath was pushed out in a growl through clenched teeth.

The twins, Max and Rex, noticed the boys on the other team, across the pool, stop whatever they were doing dead in their tracks to stare. Exchanging a devilish, knowing glance, Max and Rex each stepped up beside Chase from behind and cupped one of his strong bubble-shaped ass cheeks contained within his blue speedo.

The blond, blue-eyed Adonis looked left at Max and then right at Rex with a smirk, then raised his arms for a double biceps flex right in their faces. They seemed to burst out of his arms in 360 degrees, round and bulky, enviably peaked.

Max and Rex gasped exaggeratedly, putting on their best show for the opposing swim team. Not that they were immune to Chase’s raw sex appeal, as their own comparatively modest dicks got hard in their speedos too and they proceeded to shamelessly worship their hunky captain.

“Wow, Chase,” Rex moaned theatrically, attempting to wrap his hand around Chase’s baseball-sized biceps, squeezing and not even making an impression in the amazingly hard muscles. “You’re sooo strong. I bet you can lift my whole bodyweight with one hand!”

“Hell yeah buddy, easy,” Chase growled, flexing his biceps even harder, causing veins to bulge out across their surface. His cock hardened, pushing out to the side of his speedo. “You know I’m the strongest guy in the school!”

“Maybe the whole town,” gulped Max, his fingers tracing the veins standing out on Chase’s powerful upper arm.

“Gotta be,” Chase grunted. When he felt Max and Rex had gotten their fill of his biceps, he dropped his arms and bounced his pecs alternatingly, winking at Jayden, who was grinning widely back at him, stepping forward to perform the killshot that would totally tank the other team’s competitive mental readiness. Chase’s fully hard cock was now pushing out to the side of his speedo and straining to angle upwards, away from the twin bulges of his large round testicles, threatening to burst the waistband, pulling both the waistband and the leg opening of his speedo away from his body so that a direct-enough view might have provided a glimpse of the flesh of that generous manhood inside.

But Jayden’s approach was blocked by Adam, who stepped in front of Chase and put his hands on those firm pecs, running them down Chase’s torso over his abs.

“With the biggest balls,” Adam said, punctuating that last word by wrapping his fingers around Chase’s big testicles and squeezing.

Chase’s kiwi-sized balls overflowed Adam’s hand. They felt so warm, full and heavy, Adam felt like he could sense how laden with hot teen cum they were. Drunk with lust, Adam squeezed Chase’s balls much harder than he meant to. Flimsy sky-blue speedo-clad, compressed testicle meat bulged between Adam’s clawing fingers. Chase gasped sharply and tensed up, muscles quivering. Despite the pain, Chase and Adam both felt the horny hunk’s hard cock give a strong throb.

Jayden rolled his eyes and started lowering down to one knee. He saw that all the boys on the other school’s team were watching. Jayden grinned at them and put a finger to his lips.

“Hngh! Adam, get off my big balls, you fuckin’ idiot,” Chase hissed.

“Oops! Sorry Chase, I was just-” Adam started.

But that’s when Jayden’s fist swung up between Adam’s legs, bashing the good-sized bulge in Adam’s own Bartlett speedo with a wet splat.

Adam screamed out, instinctively throwing his hips back as Jayden narrowly avoided getting bonked in the head by Adam’s ass. But in the shock of the moment, Adam hadn’t released his grip on Chase’s nuts.

Chase made a choking sound as his balls were crushed in Adam’s grip, with a crunch heard by everyone and felt by Chase, and yanked forward and down, which had the effect of pulling waistband of the speedo, the front pouch of which was of course also trapped in Adam’s grip on Chase’s balls, away from Chase’s body and letting his fully erect cock burst free to violently slap his abdomen. Chase yelped “OOOOF!” and his knees buckled and he stumbled forward into Adam, knocking Adam over, who finally let go of Chase’s big balls and crumpled on the floor while Chase managed to keep his balance.

“Ohhhhh. God dammit dude,” Chase groaned, doubled over with both hands cradling his beefy testicles, his perfectly straight, thick erection jutting out above his hands, its veiny length almost entirely exposed, thrust directly up and out of his speedo.

Jayden and the rest of the Bartlett team were laughing their heads off while the opposing team’s boys just stared and gawked, most of them sporting their own erections by this point, having witnessed possibly the most masculine display they had ever seen in the form of the wildly horny Chase flaunting his manly muscles and having his bulging manhood groped, abused and made the center of attention.

Max and Rex moved to step forward so they could enthusiastically massage Chase’s busted balls back to health, as they loved to do, taking every opportunity to feel those proud, cum-filled stud organs under the guise of concern – but a look from Jayden told them it was under control. Max and Rex settled for rubbing Chase’s muscular shoulders.

“It can’t be that bad,” Jayden said in a comforting tone, patting Chase on the back as Chase, groaning, straightened and pulled at his speedo in a futile effort to rearrange the contents and reduce the pressure of the fabric constraining his aching, possibly swelling nuts to gain some relief. Chase slid both of his hands carefully into his speedo and gingerly fondled himself. 

Said Jayden, “You’ve taken way worse hits to your big manly balls, and way more in quick succession!”

Chase glared down at Adam, who was rolling around on the tile holding his crotch. “Didn’t you see how hard he yanked on my big boys? He totally crushed them,” Chase whined. “Anyway he just caught me by surprise!” 

It turned out the sight of the muscular teen Adonis with his hands inside his tight swim briefs clutching himself, with his boner sticking almost completely out for everyone to see and visibly twitching, covered in its menacing veins, with its intimidating size, was enough to send one of the boys on the opposing team over the edge, and a series of shocked, moaning gasps told everyone gathered that somebody was spontaneously cumming in his speedo.

Jayden couldn’t help but grin evilly at the other team’s boys and try to push them further. He gently grasped Chase’s wrists and pulled his hands out of his briefs and away from his groin.

“Aw, alright stud,” Jayden purred. “Let’s inspect the damage. But first,” Jayden grasped Chase’s thick boner mid-shaft, “You need to get decent. People are staring.”

Chase panted and grunted as Jayden, with some effort as he met a surprising amount of resistance from Chase’s powerful tool, bent the throbbing fuck rod to the side, grabbed Chase’s speedo waistband with his free hand and pulled it, struggling, to cover Chase’s raging erection with it, momentarily half-exposing his large balls through the stretched leg opening. Jayden managed to slip the waist band over top of Chase’s swollen cock head, the tight speedo’s elasticity cranking the defiant monster to the side and pinning it against Chase’s hip.

Damn, Jayden thought. Since when has Chase’s dick been that rigid? He’s really growing into a horny mega-stud…

“There,” Jayden said. “That’s better. Now about those big balls of yours, Chase, let’s see if they’re swollen.”

Smiling to himself, aware of the eyes of every young man in the pool on himself and Chase (except any who were currently racing in the water), Jayden reached both his hands down to Chase’s bulging crotch and gently grabbed both of his balls over the speedo.

“Careful,” Chase breathed. “Still tender.”

Jayden rolled those bulky man-eggs between the heel of his palm and fingers, gently pressing and massaging, finding them firm and sturdy, deforming only slightly under pressure before springing back to their normal round fullness.

Both boys felt Chase’s cock lurch violently. Chase’s lips parted and he moaned softly as the ache in his balls started blending between pain and pleasure. Jayden carefully explored the entire surface of his boyfriend’s powerful, aching testicles, while he looked up into Chase’s blue eyes, their chests almost touching. Chase gazed back and the corners of his mouth started to twist up into his trademark sexy, cocky smirk. Both boys glanced over at the other school’s team.

Suddenly Chase kissed Jayden, with the full force of his immense horniness. Up to this point, the Bartlett boys’ suggestive horseplay had been just that – there was plausible deniability of any homoerotic overtones. Now, that was out the window as two of the hottest and most well-hung boys in the school full-on locked lips, mostly naked, in clinging wet briefs, with one raging boner between them and another rising to meet and grind against it.

With that, several more groans erupted from the on looking team, and at least three more speedos were filled with young athletic jizz.

The Bartlett team was a bit more used to it, and while they were at least not on the brink of orgasm, most of them sported boners while they hooted and catcalled, egging on the kissing hunks. Except Adam, who had crawled to a nearby wall to shakily attempt to stand back up.

Shortly thereafter, the final race concluded and both school’s teams of boys lined up single-file for the customary high fives and fist bumps between competitors. As the boys filed past each other, Chase raised his outside hand, the left, for high fives – but used his inside hand, closest to the other boys, to slap the dick head of each and every boner tenting the speedos of the other team’s boys with a stinging downward blow from his fingertips. Jayden snorted behind him, struggling not to laugh out loud as boys in red speedos yelped and clutched at their dicks, one after another.

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Chase lingered in the showers until everyone else had filtered out. He started a hot stream and stood underneath it for several minutes, massaging his slightly sore but mostly recovered testes. He reached inside of his sky-blue speedo and groped himself, slowly stroking his thick penis and gently massaging his big, full balls under the hot shower. He closed his eyes while one hand roamed his smooth, hard-muscled chest and teased his nipples.

His speedo got uncomfortably crowded as his cock hardened, so he pulled it out of the top and stroked it with one hand while the other cradled his balls over the brief for a moment, until his boner reached its full size, and then he pulled the speedo down his thighs and let his kiwi-sized balls drop down heavily, loving the feeling of their weight dropping to the bottom of his sac. He worked his large cock in earnest now, and let his balls swing free to bounce and jump and knock gently against his well-muscled legs with each stroke.

As he could feel himself just slipping into the rhythm that would bring him to orgasm, Chase happened to open his eyes – and see the twins, Max and Rex, huddled and staring at him from the locker room doorway into the showers, still wearing their team swimsuits.

Chase started and yelped, letting go of his cock, which bobbed and swung wildly with jolt of his body.

“Fuck!” Chase shouted. “How long have you two been standing there?!”

“Uhh, not long,” offered Max.

“Just since you started jacking off,” supplied Rex helpfully, then grunted as Max elbowed him in the gut.

Chase thought of responding angrily, then sighed. “Guess it’s nothing you haven’t seen in one way or another.” His erection was already drooping as he pulled up his speedo and stuffed his oversized equipment into it, turning off the water. “Why the hell are you still here?”

“We’ve been in the pool. Max challenged me to see who could have their balls squeezed underwater the longest,” chirped Rex. “I lost.”

Chase rolled his eyes. “Alright. Next time instead of interrupting, maybe just come help.”

Max and Rex exchanged stunned glances.

“…That’s an option?!” Rex was salivating.

Chase shrugged. “Now it is. Better than the unbearably frustrating feeling of having to stop halfway when I suddenly realize two dumb pervs are secretly watching me.”

“Wait, can we still exercise our option?!” Max pressed, his tone betraying some desperation at the thought of missing their window to jack off their sexy idol.

Chase shook his head, smirking. “Well, I got a big pair of cum tanks that are full to bursting and need to be emptied pronto, so I guess you can still help me out. Let me dry off.”

Moments later, the three boys were in the locker room, all of them having toweled off. Chase dropped his towel on the tiled floor and stood in front of Max and Rex for a moment, naked, in all his considerable glory, for no other reason than to let the twins drink in every sexy inch of him.

The twins gaped, taking all the male physical perfection before them.

“Jeez Chase…you’re a god,” drooled Max, ogling shamelessly.

“Yeah,” agreed Chase, looking down at his body. “These fuckin’ muscles are pretty damn amazing.”

“Not just that,” Rex gulped. “You’re hung like a horse!”

“Yeah,” repeated Chase. “Maybe even bigger than the last time you saw me, eh?”

Chase grabbed his heavy junk and flapped it at them cheekily before turning to the mirror to check himself out. He proceeded to flex his abs and run his hand down them sensually. He put his hands on his hips and spread his wide, thick lats, then flexed his pecs. He raised one hand from his hip and clenched a fist, bringing his arm all the way up to flex his biceps. 

Gazing at the stunningly handsome teen Adonis showing off his ripped muscles in the mirror was enough to make Chase’s dick rise fully halfway, bulking up considerably and standing straight out from his body parallel to the floor.

Chase flexed harder and coaxed another involuntary throb from his dick as it continued expanding.

“Ohh yeah,” he muttered, more to himself than the twins. “Look at this ripped fuckin’ god. You know how bad everybody wants me. These fuckin’ aesthetics, man. Every damn inch of me is awesome.”

Chase grabbed his shaft, looking sideways at the twins. “Well? What are you waiting for?”

Needing no further prompting, Max and Rex fell all over each other to get to Chase, and suddenly four hands were exploring, feeling, and groping his tight naked body all over.

Chase growled and pumped his cock slowly in his fist as it reached its full size again. 

On Chase’s left, Rex was rubbing and feeling Chase’s traps with one hand and his left pectoral with the other as it bounced, twitched, popped and flexed from the motion of Chase cranking his tool with his left hand. The feel of those dense, powerful chest muscles going from firm yet supple to rock hard and back again, sometimes gradually, other times with a violent twitch, was intoxicating. Rex was rock hard without touching himself.

Similarly, Max was on the right side and he had focused his hands on Chase’s abs and ass. Chase’s flat, washboard abs were like cobblestones, heaving in and out with his efforts. His ass was flexing as he thrust his hips to push his cock through his fist. Chase’s glutes were perfectly round globes, and as hard as every inch of him.

As they felt Chase up all over from either side, Rex and Max both noticed how incredibly intimidating his penis looked. It was throbbing visibly in Chase’s fist, long, perfectly straight, very thick, and covered in subtle veins. It stood straight up, pointing at the ceiling. Its swollen head had gone from fleshy pink to red and shiny. It looked extremely hard.

Rex slowly reached a hand toward it, looking up at Chase’s face, Rex’s expression asking for permission. Chase was watching all three of them in the mirror intently while he beat his meat – mostly himself.

Chase made eye contact with Rex (who felt electrified by it and whose heart seemed to skip a beat), and purred his assent with half-lidded blue eyes.

Rex reached out and tentatively wrapped his fingers around Chase’s erection. It felt burning hot and his fingers barely encircled its girth. Rex squeezed it tentatively, and didn’t feel his fingers make an impression on it at all. It really was extremely hard! 

In fact, Max noticed there was also room for his identical, small hand along the full length of Chase’s ample cock, and grasped it as well. Chase had more than enough cock for Max’s hand to jerk the top half and Rex’s to jerk the base!

Chase moaned long and deep, his eyes fixed on the unspeakably hot image of himself being so ravenously worshipped by two younger boys at once, whose smaller hands could barely even grasp his big dick. The twins swore they felt it somehow grow even harder, and they could see the veins winding its length pop out menacingly, visibly throbbing in time with Chase’s heartbeat, and making the teen’s exquisitely masculine tool look pumped to the bursting point.

Max and Rex exchanged another glance across Chase’s sweaty chest. Then they both dove onto his nipples and the same time, to lick, suck and bite while they two-hand stroked his fat cock in tandem.

Chase was moaning uncontrollably now and thrusting his cock through both boys’ hands. With his own hands freed up, he reached down and took one of his nuts in each hand to hold them. The feel of their awesome size and roundness, the sensation of massaging them and rolling them against his palms, the hyperactive testosterone pulsing through them, kicked his pleasure into overdrive.

“Suck me!” Chase barked. As the boys raised their heads from suckling at his chest, Chase grabbed one of them by back of the head, pulling his hair – he had lost track of which one, but it was Rex – and as Chase sat down on the locker room bench behind them, still in front of the mirror, he forced Rex down with him to kneel between his legs. Max, frantically looking for how he could still be involved as his twin brother was forced to sink his mouth over the pulsating purple head of Chase’s dick, moved behind the bench and wrapped his arms around Chase from behind his back, continuing to worship his chest, biceps and shoulders, as well as lick and kiss Chase’s neck as the older, bigger teen continued to moan and flex his muscles in the mirror.

Rex braced himself with a hand on Chase’s thigh, digging his fingers into the hard muscles as he stutteringly tried to deep-throat Chase’s huge boner. Chase’s fat balls rested in Rex’s palm and Rex was working them as best he could, but they were too big to fully grip in one of his small hands.

Chase roared in frustration at Rex’s timid cocksucking. “Come on, suck my big dick, pussy!” Chase forced Rex’s head violently down, choking him on that hot, thick meat pole. 

Rex felt Chase’s dickhead ram the back of his throat. As he choked on it, he had no choice but to open up, and Chase’s dick slid in even further. By reflex, the hand cradling Chase’s beefy naked testicles clamped shut on both of them – but being too big, one popped out of Rex’s grip, a painful sequence of events for Chase.

“Ooof!” Grunted Chase. “My fuckin’ balls! Take this big manly cock, you fucker!”

Chase leaned back, bracing his arms on the bench and violently thrusting his hips, ramming his cock, again and again, deep into the throat of a gagging Rex as the younger boy’s eyes watered, face fucking him without mercy.

“Ohhhh fuck,” Chase was moaning. “Fuck! Fuck yeah. Ohhh yeah….ffffFFFFFUUUUCK!”

Chase cried out and squeezed his eyes shut as his dick exploded, pumping its first volleys of a massive load into Rex’s mouth.

At that exact moment a voice called through the door: “Chase, that you? I left my –“

And Jayden stepped into view.

What Jayden saw all happened in an instant; Rex chokingly ripped his mouth off the cock of a naked Chase, who was currently cumming, and who shot his next thick slug of cum right into Rex’s eye with a SPLAT; Rex shrieked and put one hand to his eye, coughing on cum that was dribbling out of the sides of his mouth, while the other hand shot blindly out in front of him looking for stability as he reeled from the eyeful of cum – but instead of finding the edge of the bench, Rex’s hand shot between Chase’s legs and found his busy balls, crushing them against the edge of the bench.

CRUNCH.

Chase threw his head back and screamed, still firing shot after shot of cum out of his madly twitching cock, as Max jumped back from the other boys looking terrified to find them all in this predicament.

“Oh my god!” was all Jayden could say as he watched, stunned, while Rex curled over to the floor on all fours – well, all threes, with one hand over his eye – and Chase, frozen in pain, his body shaking with his orgasm and the pain from his pulverized nuts, continued to fire jizz up in to the air that rained down on his own legs and abs, as well as onto Rex; and Max simply stood back with his hands up and a wide-eyed, guilty expression.

As Chase’s orgasm started subsiding and his cock tip burped up oozing gouts of cum that slid down his shaft and dripped off his balls, he finally sat up, held his balls in his hands, and then collapsed over sideways on the bench before rolling onto his back. “My nuuuts…” he groaned. “Fuck…ohhh my fucking nuts…”

Jayden was seeing red. The only threesome he’d ever had was with Chase, and it was meant to be special, even though it hadn’t quite gone as planned. And here was Chase, seemingly just giving it away to…what, whomever happened to be around when Jayden’s back was turned?

Max, seeing murder in Jayden’s eyes, went around the other side of the bench so he wouldn’t have to walk in front of Jayden, and helped Rex get up off the ground as he blearily blinked through the tears and cum in his eyes. “Hey Jayden, uh, this isn’t how it looks. Or…well…we can explain.”

Jayden forced a smile and shook his head, approaching the bench where Chase was laid out clutching his busted nuts. “No need,” he said.

Jayden stood over Chase. “You all right, babe? Here,” he said gently, “Let me have a look at your big boys…” Jayden grabbed Chase’s shoulders and helped pull him up to a sitting position on the bench again.

Chase, groaning, looked up at his boyfriend with pathetic, puppy dog eyes. Whimpering, he slowly withdrew his hands and let his big balls drop heavily between his legs onto the bench. He winced with the impact as they bounced off the hard wood.

Jayden looked deep into Chase’s eyes, hands still on his shoulders for a moment.

Then, in the blink of an eye, Jayden threw his hands behind his back and slapped a claw hold on both Max and Rex’s modest bulges, while raising his knee high and stomping his foot down on Chase’s undefended genitals, cruelly crushing his balls and his still semi-hard, spent dick against the bench.

CRUNCH.

All three boys screamed. Another spurt of leftover cum stored deep in Chase’s smashed balls even flew out of his flattened dick and onto the floor.

“Not how it looks, huh,” Jayden hissed, glaring down at Chase, giving a quarter turn of both wrists, twisting the meagre bulges of the twins behind him. “What possible explanation could there be for my boyfriend having a threesome I don’t know about?” Jayden couldn’t get a sense of exactly how hard he was compressing his boyfriend’s cock and balls underfoot, due to his sneakers, but that didn’t matter to him very much. He leaned more weight onto the foot buried between Chase’s legs and gave a mean twist, eliciting a concerning SQUELCH from the hapless hunk’s sensitive, brutalized sex organs.

Chase screamed a short, manly scream that sounded something like “HOOOAAAWWWGH” and scrabbled desperately at Jayden’s shin, gasping pleadingly, “Jayden…please, stop crushing my balls…I can barely - NNNGHHFF – you don’t understand…”

Jayden’s tone was dripping with contempt. “I know what you’re feeling…you can’t catch your breath…your balls are extra sensitive after you shot your load…” Jayden wiggled his foot, grinding Chase’s balls, watching his muscular body jerk and shake as he groaned. “You’re panicking, what was that crunch? Did your big, tough nuts finally crack? Maybe they’re really broken this time. Well trust me…everything you’re feeling is proportionate to how pissed off I am!”

Jayden was exaggerating a bit. He was certainly annoyed to miss out on the fun and not even be asked, but he was laying it on a little thick because truth be told, nothing was more satisfying than watching his ripped, cocky boyfriend being humiliated via the fragility of that same raw masculinity Chase wielded to get whatever he wanted and which so often caused Jayden grief. 

Jayden pondered for a moment, kneading the two pairs of grape-sized testes inside the speedos of Max and Rex, who shivered and moaned.

“Alright you little fuckers,” Jayden finally spat. “Get the hell out of here and go nurse each other’s puny balls before I change my mind.”

Jayden released the twins, and they hurried out of the locker room without looking back, and without changing out of their swimsuits.

Jayden looked down at Chase ponderingly for a moment. Then he leaned forward and rested his forearms on his knee, adding more bodyweight to bear down on Chase’s genitals.

“AAAGH,” Chase responded, throwing his head back and arching his back, stretching out his perfect abs.

“What am I gonna do with you, huh?” Jayden teased. “Listen, the thing is, I’m not even that –“

With a rush of adrenaline, Chase suddenly shot upright with a growl and threw a vicious uppercut into Jayden’s crotch, which had only his basketball shorts and underwear for protection. And those underwear were briefs, which held Jayden’s huge balls together in a nicely packed bulge, making an easy, vulnerable target.

Chase’s fist thumped home, bashing Jayden’s balls badly. Jayden went reeling back, though not before he pushed off the bench and Chase’s crotch, squishing his manhood even more before it was released from under his foot.

Ignoring the by-now-searing pain in his very bruised cock and balls from all the rough treatment, including both the ball bashing and the soreness from the friction of Max and Rex’s double hand job, Chase lunged off the bench and pushed Jayden up against the locker room wall, pinning him there, gripping his throat and demonstrating his amazing strength by pushing him up the wall till he stood on tiptoe. Jayden grabbed at Chase’s forearm for support so he wouldn’t choke.

“STOP for one second, Jayden,” Chase hissed. “All you have to do is let me –“

But their communication issues continued, as Jayden interrupted by smashing his knee up between Chase’s legs, catching his big, dangling, unprotected balls perfectly.

They went CRUNCH as they were smashed against his groin.

Chase yelled “AAAWWGHHHH” and dropped Jayden to his feet, but didn’t let go of his throat. 

Jayden didn’t allow any time for recovery, and kneed Chase in the nuts again. SLAM.

Chase let go of Jayden’s neck and crumpled against him. Jayden grabbed his shoulders and kneed him yet again.

CRUNCH.

“AAAUGGH!”

And again.

SQUELCH!

And again.

CRUNCH!

Jayden felt something hot and gooey splattering against his abdomen. He pushed Chase back, still holding him by the shoulders and couldn’t believe what he was seeing.

Chase’s big cock was fully hard and blasting semen, his swollen, bruised balls visibly contracting and shaking as they pumped out cum, while Chase’s head lolled on his shoulders, his body shuddered with every shot of his thick teen cream, his eyes fluttered and his mouth gaped wordlessly, emitting agonized, whimpering moans.

Jayden watched Chase blast a few more ropes of jizz at seemingly almost the same surprising volume as his earlier orgasm, wondering how there could have been as much cum left in his balls as most men could produce in a week. 

Then, as the volume of cum in the shots started ratcheting down, Jayden drew back his leg and kicked Chase right in those busy balls.

On impact, one final rope of jizz almost as heavy as any of his first few shots flew out of Chase’s dick hole, and his ramrod straight cock noticeably dropped forward, rapidly losing rigidity and oozing out his final emissions of cum. Chase shut his eyes tight, barely holding onto consciousness, reached dazedly for his crotch with both hands, cupped his balls, and slowly curled inward, dropping to his knees, then crumpling over to put his forehead down on the tile floor.

Breathing heavily, Jayden went to the bench and sat down on it, with Chase at his feet, curled into a ball and holding himself.

Jayden waited for several minutes while Chase silently shuddered and occasionally let out gasping, tearless sobs.

“Listen, Chase…uh, I do have to get going…“

At these words, Chase groaned a long, sustained groan.

“This…obviously got a little out of hand. Sorry about that,” Jayden added, reaching down to pat Chase’s back awkwardly. “We…should talk later. If you want. Sorry,” he repeated.

Jayden got up with a sigh, and grabbed the jacket he’d forgotten out of a locker. “…bye.”

With that, Chase was alone on the locker room floor, cradling his badly bruised and swollen cock and balls.

Eventually, he crawled into the showers and put cool water on to run all over his body in an attempt to soothe his aching dick and nuts. He gently, wincingly explored the contours of his testicles with his fingers under the streaming cold water from the showerhead above.

 

 

~End