The Slammer:
The Ballbusting Boys to the Rescue
By Jimmy
Jayden
“Finish off Jayden, I’ve got to greet our guests.” Zagan Keller gets
to his feet, his adrenaline running high, as Jayden watches his pulse visibly
increase before his very eyes.
Before Zagan turns to go, he looks down a sneer on his face as he
boots Jayden right between the legs. The sound of the smack echoes loudly
around the gym, and in Jayden’s ears as he howls grabbing his boyhood in both
hands. The constant thrum of pain, pulsing between his fingers as the guys
chuckle around him and Bennet drops to Jayden’s side one hand resting on his
belly, feeling his tense muscles as they strain under his hand.
“Allow me to take care of Jayden.”
Bennet is almost pleading with Zagan, the desire in his eyes as
the red head looks down at Jayden and he rolls him to the side. Jayden’s
gaping, his body shuddering upon not just initial impact, but the built-up
agony that radiates from his crotch; he’s taken a beating today. Sweating, and
bare Jayden holds his naked genitals trying to shield them away from anyone
else but Bennet’s hand on his navel swivels southward and running his fingers
along his small patch of short hairs just above his cock. Jayden’s dick is
still hard, and the presence of Bennet’s hand makes it jump, which does not go
unnoticed by Bennet’s smile that escalates up his cheeks.
“Fine.”
Zagan Keller’s anger comes out in the single phrase, clearly
wishing it was him about to make Jayden crack.
“I’ve got work to do,” Zagan says as he takes off towards the
door, followed by the rest of the wrestlers on the Hazard’s team.























