Blake’s Curiosity…. Through Hell and Back Jake and Sam
This is the fourth story in a series, previous story: “Blake’s Party From Hell…. Obsessed: Blake Confronts Jacob”
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Blake’s Curiosity…. Through Hell and Back Jake and Sam
The scent of leather, cologne, and a hint of musk clung to Blake as he surveyed his reflection in the full-length mirror. His sandy blonde hair, usually tousled from a hard day of yard work on the family property, was neatly styled, showing off his golden locks of curly hair that rested along his forehead. His freshly finished facial hair routine revealed the sharp angles of his jaw, covered with short, neatly trimmed facial hair, and the playful glint of his piercing bright green eyes, adding to his masculine but unbelievably beautiful appearance. His muscular physique, honed from years of labor, filled the frame, accentuated by the well-worn denim of his jeans and the familiar comfort of his sweaty cowboy boots. A smirk played on his lips as he admired the expanse of his chest and the curve of his powerful rear.
It was the sight of his lower body, however, that truly held his attention. He traced the outline of his impressive manhood displayed as three defined denim-clad lumps, a familiar comfort but now tinged with a newfound curiosity. Last week, the events with his cousin, Sam, and Sam's friend, Jacob, had left him reeling—a mix of confusion and an unsettling arousal. The way their hands had found his groin, the focused intensity in their eyes as they'd squeezed and teased, had sparked something within him—a sensation that was both foreign and exhilarating. Blake felt like he had been roughly worshipped in a way. The attention and desire in the boy’s eyes had been an immediate turn-on for the self-absorbed hunk.
Blake had never considered himself to be a queer-baiting 'thirst trap', but the fact that his large balls had become the object of such obsessive fascination from two young men was undeniably intriguing. He found it strangely erotic, a new facet of his masculinity that he was struggling to understand. He wanted to know more, to understand the allure he seemingly held for them. And so he'd invited them over.
The Sterling’s oversized family home, perched on a hill overlooking the upscale neighborhood, held a familiar air of quiet luxury. Aubrey, Blake's mother, a petite blonde bombshell with a perpetual air of gentle melancholy, was busy in the kitchen, the faint aroma of her famous peach pie filling the air. Paul, Blake's father, a tall, imposing handsome figure with salt and pepper hair, was in his study, likely poring over financial records. Talia, Blake's effervescent older sister, was nowhere to be seen, probably out visiting friends while in town.
Sam and Jacob arrived shortly after, their youthful energy a stark contrast to the quietude of the large house. Sam, lanky and with a mop of light brown hair, seemed a little nervous, while Jacob, shorter and athletic with dark brown short hair, carried his usual energetic grin.
Blake greeted them, wearing a tight black shirt and form-fitting Wranglers over his signature cowboy boots. He gave a wide smile, flashing his perfect white teeth. "Come on in, boys. Let's talk in the man cave." He said in his confident, rich voice as he gestured for them to enter the lavish home.
Aubrey came into the foyer from the kitchen and greeted the boys with a bright smile. “Oh, Samuel and Jacob! I didn’t realize company was coming over; I just baked some pie if you would like any." She asked while signaling back towards the kitchen.
Sam gave his aunt a quick hug. “That sounds delicious; we might have to take you up on that later! Nothing beats Aunt Aubrey’s baking!”
Aubrey finished welcoming the two boys and then wondered back towards the kitchen to clean.
Blake led the boys through the home and down a staircase near the back of the house. As they settled into the leather couches in a massive basement living room, a comfortable silence settled between them. Blake brought out a hidden bottle of Jack Daniel’s and poured them drinks, encouraging them to relax and open up. The whiskey loosened their tongues, and soon, the air was filled with casual banter. Blake steered the conversation towards the events of last week, a playful smirk dancing on his lips.
"So, you two seemed pretty interested in my... uh, body last week," he said, a hint of teasing in his voice.
Sam's cheeks flushed, while Jacob just grinned, his eyes sparkling with a playful mischief. “Yeah, things got a little wild. You’re just different,” Sam stammered, his gaze flickering down to his feet.
Blake raised an eyebrow. "Explain, different how?"
Jacob leaned forward, his voice low and conspiratorial, as his slight buzz from one drink allowed him to feel open. “You’re way big, Blake. Honestly, it’s not even just the size; it’s the way they… bounce and hang. And the way you barely seem to notice them most times.”
Sam blushed a darker shade of red but nodded in agreement. "And...and the feeling of them in your hands. It’s just fascinating. You have big nuts.”
Blake found himself captivated by their earnest explanations, a warmth spreading through his chest. He leaned forward, his voice husky. "What about my feet? That seems a little different."
Jacob's eyes widened, a spark of excitement igniting within them. "Oh, your boots. Your boots... they carry you, they ground you, they also give you that country model look.”
Blake laughed, a genuine, hearty sound that filled the room. He found himself enjoying the attention—the way these two young men were so completely enthralled by his body, his essence. He gestured, with both hands, towards the couch cushions on either side of him. "Come over here, guys. Let's see if I can still trigger your fascinations."
Sam and Jacob exchanged a look, a silent conversation passing between them. Then they moved towards Blake, their eyes never leaving his body. He could feel the anticipation building as the boys moved closer, sitting down on each side. Blake grabbed a hand of each boy and placed them on his muscular thighs that bulged in his straining Wranglers. The young boy’s stared down at the older boy’s meaty crotch. The bulge of a large plump nut on each side of his crotch seam, along with his thick, long cock snaking around near his large thigh, stole the boy’s attention.
The boys rubbed Blake’s thighs as the studly hunk closed his eyes and laid his head back. He had his long muscular arms stretched along the headrest behind the boy’s heads. Sam couldn’t stop staring at the meaty nuts that bulged obscenely through their tight denim confinement, within tickling distance of his rubbing hand.
He couldn’t resist the urge anymore. Sam’s right hand suddenly balled into a fist, resting knuckles down on Blake’s firm thigh. He abruptly slid it back fast towards Blake’s massive left nut, that plumply jutted out from underneath their denim covering against his thigh. The side of Sam’s fist connected dead on with the meaty orb and smashed into Blake’s pelvis. His large crotch bulge molded around Sam’s clenched fist as it sank deep into the plump mass of tissue with a dull, meaty-sounding thud.
"Ooooffff,” Blake's eyes abruptly shot open as his body jolted.
He raised his head, coughing, “OH FUCK! ... Jesus Christ, Sammy, you’re not even going to warm me up a little?" Blake choked out as his hands tightly squeezed the headrests of the couch.
Blake’s handsome face was twisted in pain as he spoke, “Oh damn, you got me good!” He let out a laugh while breathing hard.
Jacob and Sam immediately got turned on; they both studied Blake’s face as he tried to act tough and compose himself.
Sam quickly spoke, "Sorry, man, that was probably abrupt. I know you are kinda sensitive and can’t take much.” He said, choosing his words carefully in order to provoke Blake’s macho ego to come out.
Blake cleared his throat. "No, uh, you just caught me off guard, is all!” He chuckled, “It takes a lot more than that to break Blake!” He chuckled and looked down at his crotch before looking over and making eye contact with Jacob.
“Mr. Jay, why don’t you grab a feel? You’ve been pretty quiet. You got some magic hands on you; put them to work!" His piercing green eyes gave a wink as he smirked at the young boy.
Jacob gladly reached his right hand over, keeping his left hand firmly planted on Blake’s thigh. His finger’s traced the outline of the hunk's thick cock and huge nuts through his strained pants. Blake let out a moan and let his head fall back again as Jacob’s fingers rubbed and massaged the massive bulges of meat.
Blood started to slowly rush to Blake’s cock, causing it to twitch and throb inside the boy’s tightly packed jeans. Jacob’s fingers focused on the recently abused huge left nut that bulged out and churned. He rubbed it, causing another deep moan to escape from Blake’s lips, before Jacob gently wrapped his fingers around it. The plump denim-covered nut meat felt huge, dense, and warm against Jacob’s fingertips.
“You like the feel of my manly nuts, Jakey-boy?” Blake whispered in a throaty, cocky tone as he enjoyed the sensation while keeping his eyes closed.
Jacob looked at Sam and smirked before digging his fingers deep into the impressive crotch to get a good hold of the bull nut. As soon as the fat orb was firm in his grip, he squeezed hard. Blake’s body tensed up, and his mouth opened wide in a silent scream. Jacob felt the nut flesh bulge and morph against his strong, squeezing fingers. He was completely turned on by the feeling of the large, firm oblong globe resisting the pressure of his nut crunching grip as he squeezed Blake’s plump gonad.
“OOOH FUUUCK!” Blake was finally able to scream out as his back arched and his muscles tensed up. Jacob gave his squeeze a little more pressure before letting go.
Blake was breathing hard, with his eyes clenched shut and his face wincing in pain. “Have you two NEVER practiced foreplay or something?” He managed to clear his throat and choke out. “Holy shit, you both just go right for it with no priming!” Blake moved his hands down to nurse his sore testicle through his pants.
Jacob was turned on and amused but tried to hold his composure as he watched the gorgeous blonde stud cradle his huge ball while rocking back and forth. “I’m sorry dude, I thought you would be ready this time; that’s my bad.” He said, rubbing Blake’s shoulder.
Blake was motivated to maintain his tough-guy image. “It’s all good, Jay; I’m fine! I think we just need to ease into it instead of going full throttle, is all, ya know?”
Blake quickly hopped up from the couch and pulled out his phone to play music on the surrounding speakers. “Here we go; let me show you boys how it’s done!” Blake said right before ‘Lovin On Me’ by Jack Harlow started blasting on the large room’s surround sound system.
Blake slowly swayed his hips from side to side as he crossed his arms while gripping the bottom of his tight shirt. “A little ironic, but I can strip to this!” He said with a smirk as he slowly peeled his shirt up over his head, revealing his chiseled six-pack and meaty muscular pecs.
The boys were lost for words as they watched the sexy blonde country hunk suddenly turn into a professional stripper. It was obvious it wasn’t the older boy’s first time putting on a show. Although, most likely, his first time doing it for a horny male audience.
Blake swung his shirt like a lasso above his head before letting it fling onto Sam’s lap. He proceeded to prop his left boot-clad foot on the couch armrest next to Jacob.
“I’ll let you do the honor of taking these off, lover boy.” Blake said in a seductive tone as he stretched his leg, plopping his left boot in Jacob’s lap while easily maintaining his balance.
Jacob grabbed the worn, soft leather boot as Blake pulled his leg back, sliding his foot out. The warm, musky leather and sweat scent that Jacob loved filled the young boy’s nostrils.
Blake planted his foot back on the ground and swiveled in place on his now sock-clad left foot. As his muscular frame completed a 360, he brought up his right boot and plopped it in front of Jacob’s tenting crotch.
“One more time, big guy.” Blake seductively commanded in his low, masculine voice. His green eyes seemed to stare deep into Jacob’s soul.
Jacob eagerly grabbed the boot as Blake pulled out of it. He kept the leather boots at either side of his body; they acted as his personal fetish air fresheners, as Jacob enjoyed the wafting scent while watching to see what Blake would do next.
Blake moved directly in front of the boys, within touching distance. In a quick motion, he planted his spread feet firmly on the ground and unzipped his fly while still swiveling his hips. His hands shoved his pants to the floor, revealing a bulging grey jockstrap; after gracefully stepping out of his pants, he used his right foot to kick the discarded pants up in the air, catching them with his right hand. He tossed the pants to the side and slowly started thrusting his hips.
Blake’s massive, bulging jockstrap immediately caught the attention of both boys. It was a kinky and flimsy looking grey jock—the large, soft, obscenely bouncing pouch appeared to strain as it held the older boy’s impressive package. The stretched material showed all the fine details of Blake’s anatomy—his long, thick cut dick curved down over the two large, egg-shaped testicles that bulged out of the sides. His fat, mushroom-shaped cockhead clearly visible, tucked underneath the plump, cum-filled, meaty orbs.
Jacob inched his face closer, almost hypnotized by the blessed boy’s huge and bouncing jock-clad dick and balls.
Blake could tell the boys were mesmerized and obsessed with his large, bouncing bulge. The attention and the lust in their eyes were starting to turn Blake on. He could feel his dick start to throb in the tightly packed jock.
Blake’s stunning green eyes made contact with Jacob’s fascinated gaze as he stopped thrusting and pushed his hips forward. “Go for it, big guy. Start slow.” Blake whispered in a low, seductive tone, sounding like the devil on Jacob’s shoulder.
Blake put his hands behind his head and pushed his bulge towards Jacob. The large mass of fabric-encased meat jutted out, looking tempting and inviting a smack.
Jacob didn’t need to be told again; he carefully aimed his fist underneath the massive jockstrap bulge and brought it up at a medium pace. His knuckles connected dead on with the plump nuts resting at the bottom of the pouch. Feeling Blake’s heavy, oversized nuts against his knuckles was enough to make Jacob feel like he could blow a load right on the spot. The obscene bulge molded around his fist with a meaty ‘THWACK’ as it slapped up towards Blake’s waist and heavily came down and continued bouncing erotically.
“UHH,” Blake let out through clenched teeth, his eyes squeezed shut. His sexy face was twisted in discomfort.
Blake felt the throbbing in his balls and the sickening feeling in his stomach, but he also felt an erotic thrill. Knowing that he was giving the boys the time of their lives and how sexy the experience was for them. Blake probably had the best dick and set of balls that the two boys would ever touch.
“Go again, Jake. You like hitting my big boy balls, don’t you?” Blake asked, in a tone that made it obvious he was getting turned on himself.
Jacob was surprised by Blake’s attitude towards the experience, but he definitely was going to take advantage of the moment. He got down on his knees in front of Blake, staring directly at the large, taunting bulge lingering directly in front of his face. Jacob reached up and started rubbing Blake’s muscular thighs before pushing his face forward into Blake’s massive crotch. He could smell the faint, musky scent of sweat from the overburdened jock pouch as he inhaled deeply.
Blake closed his eyes and moaned. Jacob nuzzled his face deep into the older boy’s manhood, feeling Blake’s large dick start to plump up and his heavy cum-filled balls bulging on either side of his nose.
Sam slowly got off the couch and walked up behind Blake, reaching for the horny hunk's large arms to firmly hold them behind his back.
“You’re getting distracted, Jacob; he said to go again.” Sam calmly said while holding Blake’s wrists.
Jacob was completely overtaken with lust as he pulled his face out of Blake’s sweaty crotch. He took a second to catch his breath before taking aim again below the beloved set of balls and long dick that were displayed in front of him. The details of Blake’s meat were easy to make out in the obscenely bulging pouch.
Jacob quickly raised his knuckles up into the two large orbs bulging in the bottom of the jock. They felt soft and rubbery as his small fist sank in and sent the entire man-meat packed pouch flying up towards Blake’s waistband.
“AHHH!” Blake let out a squeal, sounding higher pitched than before.
Sam held Blake’s wrists tightly in place behind the stud's muscular back. “Keep going, Jacob! You got this, Blake; you’re a tough man!” He said, egging Jacob on.
Blake’s eyes were clenched shut, and his mouth was wide open. He was in shocking pain but was turned on by being manhandled by the smaller boys at the same time.
Jacob quickly took aim again and let his fist fly up into the still jiggling jock pouch bulge. The feeling of the heavy meat molding around his knuckles and the sight of it obscenely bobbing around was erotic and mesmerizing for Jacob. He had always fantasized about treating Blake’s protruding bulge as a speed bag ever since he’d first laid eyes on it.
Jacob couldn’t help himself; the feeling of Blake’s large, bulging genitals smashing against his knuckles was addicting. He didn’t even give the jiggling man bulge time to come to rest before he swung up his left fist. He continued alternating between his left and right fists as the overstuffed jock pouch came bouncing down, colliding with his knuckles, then forced back up and slapping against his waistband repeatedly.
Blake’s eyes were wide open in shock, and he let out a high-pitched moan as Jacob continued to swing at his impressive, meaty crotch like a hyped-up boxer. His muscular legs started to feel weak; Sam had to practically hold him up as Jacob’s unforgiving fists swung and sunk deep into the older boy's sensitive, oversized bulge. Meaty “THWACK” sounds continued to echo in the room as Blake’s heavy crotch bounced and slapped around obscenely in response to the speed-bagging punches.
Blake was stunned and frozen in shock. Even by this point, Blake hadn’t gotten used to the feeling of his award-winning dick and balls being abused. The idea turned him on, and he couldn’t help but feel overcome with intense erotic pleasure from being treated in such a way. However, as hard as he tried, he had trouble maintaining the sexy, tough guy image, while his poor huge balls were being pummeled. A mixture of fear, excitement, and gut-wrenching pain pulsed through his tense, bulging muscle body.
Sam started laughing, “Ok Jacob, I think big guy here is about to pass out.” He said while observing Blake’s tense, yet weakening demeanor. Blake’s mouth was wide open, letting out weak moans, and his bright green eyes seemed glazed over.
Jacob snapped out of his hypnotized state and saw that Blake’s handsome face was twisted in pain, and he was turning red from holding his breath.
Jacob immediately felt guilty. “Oh… DUDE, I’m so sorry. I got carried away. Are you alright?” He asked, genuinely concerned that he hurt Blake and ruined the chance of having any more fun for the rest of the night.
Blake slowly fell to his knees as Sam released the hold on his wrists. He clutched his crotch with both hands as he breathed heavily with his eyes closed.
“I’m going to be ok; that was just… intense.” Blake managed to choke out in between breaths. “Did you like that, though?” Blake asked, hoping his pain wasn’t for nothing.
Jacob’s face lit up as he rubbed Blake’s shoulder. “Dude, that was awesome as hell! I’ve always wanted to do something like that! You held up well!”
Blake chuckled, feeling his cock starting to twitch again as he observed how fascinated and turned on the two boys were. He felt prideful in the idea of having the biggest set of nuts either of the younger boys had ever messed with. He was practically a dream come true for their closeted fetishes, and he loved it. Blake, although in denial, was slightly aware that he was a narcissistic person. He couldn’t figure out what turned him on more. Was it the actual fetish, or was it knowing what his body did to the younger boys fetish-crazed minds? It didn’t matter. It was a win-win situation. The boys got what they wanted, and Blake’s ego was pumped up in return, knowing that he was a once-in-a-lifetime experience for both of the handsome boys. Blake was the sexy country stud of their dreams who happened to be blessed with a huge dick and balls. Their obsession over him was addicting to the older hunk.
Blake took a little time to recover and nurse his balls before standing up and taking a swig of Jack Daniels. “Ok boys, let’s get warmed up again; take a seat on the couch.” He confidently ordered.
The boys obeyed as Blake filled his mouth full of Jack and walked over to Jacob. His prominent bulge bounced from side to side as he moved. Blake straddled Jacob’s legs on the couch and locked lips with the stiff boy. He forced the whiskey from his mouth into Jacob’s, forcing him to swallow the shot as they made out.
Jacob was in heaven as he was quickly reminded of Blake’s experienced lovemaking techniques. He was instantly turned on by the feel of the older boy’s facial hair and soft, plump lips against his face. Blake used his perfect teeth to lightly nibble on Jacob’s lower lip as he reached down to remove his jockstrap, leaving himself completely naked.
Sam watched in fascination as Blake’s oversized manhood flopped out into Jacob’s lap as Blake discarded the jock.
Blake continued sucking on Jacob’s neck as Jacob breathed heavily and rolled Blake’s large nuts around in his hand.
Blake paused and sat up straight. “Slide over and join the party, Sammy.” Blake said while his piercing green eyes made contact with Sam’s.
Sam slid over next to Jacob's left side, and Blake adjusted his straddling so that his legs were over Jacob’s left leg and Sam’s right leg. His huge dick and balls plumply resting on both the boy’s legs.
Blake put the bottle of Jack up to Jacob’s lips. “How about you give Sammy a drink?” He said, as he poured whiskey into Jacob’s mouth.
After his mouth was filled, Jacob leaned over to Sam and locked lips with him before forcing the shot of whiskey into his friend's mouth. The two boys had never kissed each other before.
Blake guided Sam’s left hand down to his balls, having Sam hold and play with them as he and Jacob made out with each other. Sam rolled the hunk's massive right gonad around as he used his right hand to hold the back of Jacob’s head. Jacob reached over to hunk’s crotch, taking Blake’s large left nut in one hand and his long, thick dick in his other hand.
Blake moaned as his throbbing dick started to grow. The sensation of having his dick stroked and his balls rolled around simultaneously by the younger boys felt sexy and erotic.
Blake rubbed the boy’s backs as the two continued to make out with each other and play with his dick and balls.
Blake leaned forward and whispered to the boys, “Get a little rough.”
The boys both tightened their grips on Blake’s massive nuts as Jacob stroked the stud’s ridged dick faster. Blake gasped in pain and pleasure as he felt his bulging nut meat compress in the boy’s smaller hands. A part of him worried, hoping the boys would not be actually strong enough to pop his huge cum-tanks. It felt thrilling in a way, putting his most prized possessions on the line. As Jacob pumped the stud's dick faster, Blake was completely overwhelmed with the mixed sensation. The all-too-familiar gut-wrenching pain deep in his stomach and the throbbing pain deep in his nut meat started to creep over Blake as he also felt like he was on the verge of blowing a load. He continued gasping and breathing heavily.
Jacob and Sam could feel the huge gonads squishing down and bulging through their fingers. The orbs felt so massive and dense.
Sam could see sweat beading up on Blake’s massive, flexed chest, and his body kept twitching like he was about to orgasm at any point. Sam upped his pressure on Blake’s right nut. Feeling the massive orb squish down like a pancake, meaty bubbles of nut flesh bulge from in between his clenched fist.
“Ahhhh! Please STOP, stop! Blake let out a high-pitched scream like a girl, and his eyes started filling with tears.
“Oh man, I didn’t mean to make you cry, dude!” Sam sputtered out, kind of in shock by Blake’s fragile state.
Blake immediately got defensive and tried to compose himself. “I’m NOT crying; you made my eyes water, that’s it! I am fine; you just surprised me. I didn’t want my nut to pop!” He wiped his eyes and cleared his throat while rubbing his large and swelling right nut.
Sam couldn’t quite read Blake. “So, do you like the pain a little? It looks like you do.” He asked while pointing to Blake's still hard and throbbing dick.
Blake grinned while staring at Sam. “I don’t know what I like, but this is fascinating. We’re all having fun, right?” He asked while looking at each of the boys.
Jacob quickly nodded, unable to keep his hands off the hunk's muscular thigh. Blake’s glance zeroed in on Sam, studying his demeanor.
“Sammy, you have looked uncomfortable all night; you seem to be eager to go right for the hard blows. What’s on your mind?” Blake asked calmly but confidently as he stared into Sam’s eyes.
Sam felt put on the spot. “I don’t know, man, this is all awesome but weird at the same time.” He stammered, unsure how to describe his feelings. He had always been fascinated by Blake, he envied him but also found the older boy annoying at the same time.
Blake reached over and grabbed Sam’s hand, placing the younger boy's palm over his muscular pec. “Just let loose, Sammy. Remember, we aren’t actually blood related. Don’t feel weird; just experience the moment.” Blake seductively coaxed the younger, tense-looking boy.
The two shared no blood relation due to their fathers being step-siblings. However, Sam still felt uncomfortable in a way being intimately close with the older boy. He had no problem abusing the hunk's oversized nuts, but everything else felt off. Sam kept the thought to himself, but it was most likely due to him never overly liking Blake’s personality. Throughout life, Sam viewed Blake as an arrogant, cocky, and entitled person who unfortunately was blessed with an obnoxiously good-looking body.
It was almost as if Blake could somehow read Sam’s thoughts. He leaned towards the boy, aiming his mouth towards the younger boy’s ear. “I think I know what your problem is with me, Sam; I turn you on, and that pisses you off.” Blake nibbled Sam’s earlobe, “Just let go, big guy; this is your chance.” He whispered.
Sam was rubbing and kneading Blake’s thick, muscular pec with his left hand as he reached his right hand to fondle the older boy's heavy nuts that were still plopped out vulnerably on top of his leg. The huge orbs felt unbelievably meaty and impressive as Sam rolled them around in his overstuffed fingertips. The huge pair of testosterone tanks were the source of all Blake’s glory, Sam thought to himself as he rubbed the massive gonads in their soft, velvety sac.
Jacob watched as Sam rubbed and rolled around Blake’s large man-eggs; he reached out to take ahold of Blake’s still hard cock. He could feel it twitching and throbbing under his hand. Both boys observed Blake’s face as he closed his eyes and let out a deep breath in response to the sensation of the younger boy’s touch.
“You love when we touch and hurt you, don’t you?” Sam asked with a smirk on his face.
Blake’s breathing had increased in response to the feeling of Jacob now pumping his huge dick. “Yes, hurt my big balls.” Blake practically moaned out in a deep tone.
Sam’s smirk grew bigger, a glint of mischief in his eyes. “Ask me nicely, big boy.” He demanded.
Blake was trying hard to focus on his words as his dick was continuing to get pumped faster and faster. “Yes, please… Please punch my balls,” he managed to choke out in between breaths.
Sam took his left hand off the older boy's muscular chest, bringing it down to grab the impressive set of churning bull balls still plopped in front of him. Wrapping his fingers tightly around the long, soft scrotum, he forced the massive orbs to the bottom of their sac.
Blake was gasping uncontrollably as Jacob’s pumping seemed to rhythmically quicken. “Oh shit, Jake, I’m in love with your hands,” he moaned out as he placed his left hand on Jacob’s pumping shoulder.
As Sam raised his right fist above the large pair of testicles, he could visibly see them churning, attempting to move inside the bottom of the older boy’s clean-shaven ball sac. Sam brought his knuckles down at a light pace; the dense, meaty orbs felt like warm rubber as his clenched fist made contact.
“AAAHHH!” Blake let out a grunt as his cum-filled balls felt the smaller boy’s bony knuckles dig in. “Fuck yeah, keep going, Sammy.” Blake felt like he was going to blow at any second in response to Jacob’s amazing hands and was hoping Sam could edge him a little longer by inflicting some pain.
Sam could almost sense what Blake was up to. “How does it feel, Blake? What do you want me to do to these huge cum-filled nuts?” He asked in a low tone, with a smirk across his face as he observed the horny hunk struggle to even communicate.
Sweat was beading up on Blake’s forehead and chest as he breathed hard and struggled to hold in moans. “It feels great; just punch my fucking nuts already, Sam, please!” Blake managed to choke out.
Sam let out a chuckle and brought his clenched fist down harder this time; he could feel the massive nut meat mold around his knuckles as they collided with the tender, horny orbs.
Blake’s body abruptly tensed up. “OH FUUCK!” He loudly moaned with his eyes squeezed shut.
Jacob kept pumping faster, and Sam didn’t even wait for any prompts. He raised his right fist again, aiming for the center of the massive bulging nuts in his clenched hand, and brought it down. A moist “THWACK” sound echoed, and his smaller fist smashed into the huge, sweaty testicles.
“AAAHHH!” Blake let out a scream, his voice sounding more soprano as his eyes shot open and his jaw hung down. The feeling of his balls being abused while his dick was vigorously pumped was unlike anything else the older stud had experienced in his life.
Sam was unbelievably turned on at the vulnerable and erotic state of his cocky cousin. He looked tortured with pain while simultaneously trying his best not to have a massive orgasm. His body was unbelievably tense and sweaty, his muscles bulging to their max. Regardless of how Blake tried to be perceived, his body always revealed what was really going on.
Jacob was pumping the older boy’s long, thick dick as fast as he could. Sam rained down punches repeatedly on Blake’s sweat-drenched, massive trapped nuts. The feeling of the firm man-eggs compressing and bulging as Sam’s knuckles continuously sank into the nut-flesh about had the younger boy feeling like he could also blow a load at any minute. Moist thwacking noises continued to emitted from the sweaty mass of straining nut meat each time Sam’s fist slammed down and sank in. Blake was overcome with pain and pleasure, he couldn’t even think straight or fight the urge to blow his load anymore. His big balls hurt so bad, but it felt so good.
AAAAHHHH, OH FUUUCK, I’M GONNA CUUM!” Blake bellowed out as he reached for the back of Jacob’s head.
Jacob hardly needed the invitation; he eagerly scrambled over and put his mouth over Blake’s engorged cock head, firmly holding the ridged and throbbing shaft with his right hand. His left hand brushed Sam’s clenched fist out of the way and replaced it, cradling Blake’s massive churning nuts. Jacob used his tongue to swirl around the older boy’s plump dickhead as he started sucking the tip of Blake’s cock and applying pressure to the hunks bloated sperm tanks.
“AAAAHHHH!” Blake let out an unbelievably erotic moan as he grabbed a fistful of Jacob’s hair, his back arched and sweat drizzled down his muscular, flexed chest as his body quivered and he erupted in an intense orgasm. The inside of Jacob’s mouth was immediately filled with large amounts of spunk as ropes of cum shot down the back of his throat and flooded his tongue and teeth.
Jacob continued to increase his pressure on the older boy’s large draining orbs as he took in Blake’s humongous load. Blake let out pain and pleasure filled moans while he was completely drained. Jacob could smell Blake’s musky and sweaty scent filling his nostrils as he took down the last globs of the stud's salty cum.
Blake kept his eyes closed and continued breathing heavily as Jacob lifted his head from the huge drained piece of meat. Sam quickly grabbed Jacob‘s chin and kissed him on the lips, taking in the taste of Blake‘s salty cum as he shoved his tongue in Jacob‘s mouth.
Blake rubbed the back of both boys’s heads. He continued letting out low moans as he attempted to recover from his ball abuse and orgasm.
Sam stopped kissing Jacob and looked at Blake. “Are you holding up ok?” he asked, chuckling as he noticed Blake wincing and trying to rub his swollen balls.
“That was…. awesome. You really did a number on my nuts, though.” Blake said through gritted teeth, moaning and gasping and he rolled his massive balls around.
Sam quickly reached over and took Blake’s huge sensitive right nut in his fingertips and rolled it around giving it some playful squeezes. He was having some fun with it, but also scoping it out. His squeezing and prodding was practically making Blake’s eyes roll back in his head as he squirmed around.
“AAahh!” Blake let out a high pitched squeal. “Dude, be careful! You have them crazy sore!” He managed to choke out.
Sam found himself getting turned on by the aftermath of what he’d put the hunk through. “Sorry man, I’m sure you will be ready for another round sometime soon, hopefully?” Sam asked with a smirk on his face.
Blake was breathing heavily as he looked at each of the boys. “Yeah, I think I could get into this. You two are a little freaky, but unbelievably fun.” Blake said with a smirk as he reached over and gently rubbed Jacob’s shoulder.
The experience of that evening had been something completely new and eye-opening for Blake. Even though the boy had encountered tons of wild hook-ups in college, he never thought he’d find himself in a situation quite like this. Let alone with two younger boys. He still couldn’t quite put his finger on which aspect of it fascinated him the most. What Blake did know is that he was eager to experiment again in the near future to figure it out.
~End
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