Monday, June 30, 2008

New poll: Girls in m/m ballbusting stories?

Since there have been a few complaints about the role of girls in my stories, I'd like you to tell me your view in this month's poll.

So far, I have girls have been mentioned (e.g. the guys' girlfriends or dates), they have been present (e.g. in Parker's "Summer in the city" adventure or - in a more naughty way - in Spring Break diary 4) and in one or two cases, they have taken part in the action (e.g. the brief mention in Ryan goes down).

As a writer, I like those opportunities to use girls to attribute a certain sexual power or lust to the guys (and I like the idea of those virile, horny guys getting their nuts cracked...), but I don't know what you think.

Please vote in the poll - I'm very curious about your opinion...


Poll results: Favourite guest?

In last month's poll we asked you to vote for your favourite among our recurring guests.

These are the results [more than one answer was possible]:

Tristan, Leo's skater buddy 43%
Zach "Big Balls" 36%
Jimmy, "the soccer player", the twins' brother 33%
David, "the dancer", Danny's brother 29%
Phil, star soccer player from England 23%
Sammy, Leo's skater buddy 22%
Ben, Kev's dorm buddy 18%
Parker, "the indie boy", the twins' friend 17%
Chad, the cameraman 16%
Colin, Kev's dorm buddy 11%

I expected Tristan to take the top spot and I'm happy that Zach, David and Phil made it to the top half. I am very surprised that Jimmy has so many admirers. I think I'm gonna get him back for some more stories...

Thank you very much for voting!

Sunday, June 29, 2008

Neighbourly help

Featured in this story: 
and Alex (click for pictures)

Previous parts:
Chad on the warpath

Junk food
Coffee break
Heavy shower
Hired help

The last time I had seen my cameraman Chad, he had been lying on the floor in the kitchen, his shorts around his ankles, clutching his aching balls and muttering obscenities at me.

I was sitting at my desk now, waiting for Chad to come to work. It was eleven a.m. He hadn’t been here yesterday, and I guessed he was angry at me. It had been the second time within a week that I had ruined his date by busting his balls. I grinned. Poor Chad.

When he hadn’t arrived at two p.m., I called him. Nobody answered the phone.

Two hours later, the door opened.

I expected Chad to be furious, but he seemed calm.

“Hi”, I said, watching him closely.

“Hi”, Chad replied and disappeared in the kitchen.

I followed him and stood in the doorframe, my hands guarding my nuts, trying to look relaxed and casual. “Everything alright?”

Friday, June 27, 2008

One on one: Phil vs. Parker

Featured in this story: Parker and Phil (click for pictures)

„Hi, Phil“, Parker said cheerfully. The 21 year old gymnast with the dyed flaming red hair grinned. He was wearing tight jeans that highlighted the impressive package in his crotch. His sleeveless batik t-shirt was washed-out and perforated with strategically placed holes that permitted a glimpse of his tanned skin, his defined abs and his muscular chest.

Phil nodded and grinned back. I had asked him to put on his soccer shorts and shirt. The shirt had his last name and his number on the back side. The English soccer star who had recently transferred to a United States team was wearing cleats and looked a bit uncomfortable.

“Everything alright?” Parker asked and put his arm around the red haired soccer player.

Phil nodded.

“Great”, Parker grinned and playfully grabbed Phil’s nuts through the thin fabric of his soccer shorts.
The 18 year old boy winced and pulled Parker’s hand away from his crotch. He grimaced and rubbed his groin. “You can’t wait to get your hands on my junk, huh?”

Thursday, June 26, 2008


Featured in this story: 
 and Alex (click for pictures)

Previous parts:
Chad on the warpath

Junk food
Coffee break
Heavy shower
Hired help

After the nasty beating my nuts took two days ago, I decided to try and let things calm down a bit between Chad and me.

My attractive cameraman and I had started to engage in a heated battle, busting each others’ balls quite brutally. But my last attempt at setting Chad up for a ballbeating had backfired. My sore nuts could tell you a thing or two about it…

Chad kept reminding me of the incident, adding insult to injury.

We were sitting in the kitchen of the studio, drinking coffee.

Chad was smoking a cigarette. He was wearing shorts, a shirt and flip-flops.

My nuts were still aching and I grimaced and shifted my weight on the chair.

Chad chuckled. “How are your nuts?”

I groaned.

Tuesday, June 24, 2008

Hired help

Featured in this story: 
 and Alex (click for pictures)

Previous parts:
Chad on the warpath

Junk food
Coffee break
Heavy shower

A few days ago I had busted my cameraman Chad’s nuts in the shower. Among other things, I had towel-snapped his jewels and all but ruined his night. He had planned to go on a date that night and I was pretty sure that after my well-planned actions he had felt the need to adjust his plans to the new testicular situation…

But I wasn’t done, yet. Somehow, this whole thing had gone out of control and I was very keen on busting Chad’s nuts again before he would be able to get revenge.

I had talked to my old friend Jon on the phone and told him about the ongoing feud between Chad and me. Jon ran a courier service and I hoped he could help me…

I was sitting at my desk now, grinning, and thinking back to the conversation with Jon.

“Battle of the balls, huh”, Jon had chuckled. “We had one here at our headquarters a few weeks ago. It left a couple of us quite bruised… I think I know just the guy to help you…”

Sunday, June 22, 2008

Summer in the city 4: At the barbecue with Zach

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

Featured in this story: Chad and Zach (click for pictures)

“Where are we going?” I asked Zach.

The 20 year old blond smiled. He was wearing jeans that were cut at the knee, exposing his muscular calves and shins. The shirt he was wearing was unbuttoned, and his smooth, tanned chest and abs was glistening with sweat.

It was another hot summer day, at 90° Fahrenheit or more (32° Celcius). The air was sticky and humid, and the attractive frat guy ran his hand through his short blond hair and wiped drops of sweat from his neck.

“The barbecue”, Zach answered.

His feet were naked. He had taken off his sneakers right when he entered the studio.

A few weeks ago Zach had participated in the Ballbusting Olympics, taking part in two of the five competitions – and getting a caning both times, losing the contest, his dignity, and vast amounts of his sperm in the process…

Nevertheless, Zach had agreed to do an episode of our summer special with us. He knew that his balls – which were extraordinarily large, by the way – would get busted. But apparently he overestimated himself yet again, assuming that he would stand a chance at surviving this night unharmed.

Saturday, June 21, 2008

Heavy shower

Featured in this story: 
and Alex (click for pictures)

Previous parts:
Chad on the warpath

Junk food
Coffee break

A few days after Chad had kicked my balls again, I thought it was time to remind Chad of the fact that I was the boss…

It was nine p.m. and we had worked all day. It was another one of those incredibly hot summer days, and Chad decided to take a shower, because he was meeting a girl to go to the movies – and to take her home afterwards, I guess.

Chad was skirt chaser if there ever was one. His good looks, his chiselled face, his three day stubble, and his easygoing attitude – when you didn’t catch him on a grumpy day… – made him incredibly successful when it came to debauching girls.

I planned on throwing a monkey wrench in his plans…

I opened the door to the bathroom – fortunately, Chad hadn’t locked it, although I would have had means to open it otherwise – and watched Chad shampoo his brown hair behind the shower curtain, humming something that sounded like “My way”, completely out of tune.

I grinned and took one of the white towels that were hanging next to the sink.

Friday, June 20, 2008

One on one: Simon vs. Tristan

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

Featured in this story: Sammy and Simon (click for pictures)

The two blue eyed boys smiled at each other.

Tristan, the 19 year old skater with the dusty blond hair, looked down at Simon. At 6’3” he was a whole lot taller than his opponent. He was wearing baggy blue jeans that were hanging so low that waistband of his plaid boxer shorts was visible. His t-shirt had a bright orange colour, and there was a large, colourful drawing on the front side.

I pointed at it and grinned. “Another one from your collection?”

Tristan turned his head and smiled at me. “Yeah, do you like it?”

I chuckled.

The drawing consisted of a large banana, partly unpeeled, so that the tip was exposed, and two extra-large brown hen’s eggs. The eggs’ shells had visible cracks in them that ran all from the top right to the bottom. A plain writing underneath the intriguing ensemble read, “Skate. Don’t think about tomorrow. You won’t have children, anyway.”

Thursday, June 19, 2008

Coffee break

Featured in this story: 
 and Alex (click for pictures)

Previous parts:
Chad on the warpath

Junk food

A few days ago my cameraman Chad and I had started a very unhealthy competition. He had ambushed me first, crushing my nuts viciously. Two days later I had gotten revenge by exposing his manhood to an innocent – and quite embarrassed – pizza girl and busting his naked balls in front of her.

Now I was on the lookout. Chad had announced that he would get ready for “Round 3”, but nothing happened during the next days. Everything was normal, we acted professionally and friendly, and an outsider would not have noticed the occasional suspicious glance or the casual guarding of the family jewels…

This morning was no different. We worked together, we ate together, we laughed together, we worked together.

Then, I was just coming out of the kitchen with two cups of steaming hot coffee in my hands, Chad grinned at me and I knew what he was thinking.

He looked at my crotch. I was wearing jeans and my bulge was prominently displayed.

“Chad”, I said slowly. “Don’t think about it…”

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

Summer in the city 3: At the circus with Parker

Featured in this story: Parker (click for pictures)

For our third episode of our summer special “Summer in the city”, my cameraman Chad and I were going to meet with Parker, our 21 year old indie boy.

Again, as with our trips with Simon and Kev before, it was an unusually hot and humid day at around 90° Fahrenheit (32° Celsius).

Chad had been grumpy all day, smoking one cigarette after another, and complaining that they didn’t taste as good as they used to because of the heat. He was wearing colourful shorts and a shirt with a confusingly patterned flower motif.

I stared at his shirt with disgust.

“What?” he snapped.

“That shirt…” I shivered.

“I have to do my laundry”, Chad grunted.

“Apparently it’s not very high on my list of priorities…”

Chad raised his eyebrows.

“It’s just that we are going to socialize today”, I said quickly.

Chad rolled his eyes and unbuttoned his questionable shirt, revealing his muscular, naked chest.

“Better?” he asked.

Monday, June 16, 2008

Junk food

Featured in this story: Chad and Alex (click for pictures)

Previous part:
Chad on the warpath

Two days after my cameraman Chad had attacked my manhood, I had the chance to get him back.

He had kicked, slapped, punched and squeezed my poor, vulnerable balls – and he hadn’t even felt guilty about it… The rest of the day, he had acted like nothing had happened. Yesterday had been his day off, so I had time to plan my revenge. I decided to humiliate him good…

He came by at around ten o’clock in the morning and we worked side by side for a few hours. At two, we were getting hungry and I suggested we’d get pizza. Too lazy to go out, we ordered by phone.

Half an hour later, the doorbell rang.

“Could you get it?” I said, typing at the computer.

Chad sighed and got up. He walked to the door and opened. He was wearing some pretty ugly boxer shorts and a t-shirt.

A young woman was standing in the doorframe. She was probably twenty-five years old, a pretty face, blond hair, quite tall, showing a lot of cleavage. Chad started flirting with her and didn’t notice me sneaking up to him.

He had his wallet in his hand and pretended to search for his money. I saw that he was staring at her breasts.

Chad made a stupid joke, causing the pizza girl to giggle. Apparently she was hoping for a big tip…

I was on my knees behind him.

The pizza girl looked at me with a quizzical expression on her face.

I grinned. Fast as lightning (well, fast enough, at least), I grabbed the waistband of Chad’s boxers and yanked them down, exposing his naked genitals. His half-hard dick (apparently blond pizza girls were exactly down Chad’s alley…) pointed at the shocked girl.

Saturday, June 14, 2008

New links added (1 m/m, 2 f/m)

I've added three new links to the links section on the right. One of them is BB Geezer's Story Collection (which I should have added from the start since it is a great collection of hundreds of BB stories by various authors).

The other two are stricly f/m, but I like them nevertheless (and I hope that sometime there will be m/m equivalents...).

Knave's BBtoons
are absolutely hot, with a great sense of humour. (But they are f/m, so enter at your own risk...)

Belinda Beats Her Boyfriend is a clips4sale store with f/m clips. The girl is okay - but Roger, the aforementioned boyfriend, who gets hit in the nuts on a regular basis, in my opinion is by far the most attractive guy that I've ever seen in pay-clips (especially since he got a haircut a about a week ago...). He is young and cute (post-haircut), he has a pleasant voice and acts naturally, and he has a great way of dealing with the pain. The thing I hate about f/m busting is that it's always a rather hot girl and a guy who looks like he couldn't get a job in "regular" straight porn (and would never get a job in gay porn...) because of a certain, very obvious lack of attractiveness, so he doesn't mind getting his junk trashed... Well, this store is different and I hope they'll carry on making these vids. And maybe they'll even cross over to m/m ballbusting, who knows...

Anyway, I know that f/m ballbusting is a touchy subject with a few of you - so if you don't like it, just don't go there. I for one do like the occasional f/m busting clip - at least when there are no decent m/m sites with that kind of videos...

If you have any suggestions (especially links to m/m busting sites), please let me know... I'd love to ditch Belinda Beats Her Boyfriend for Brad Beats His Boyfriend...

Oh - and on the subject of f/m busting: There have been a few (very few) stories where girls are featured in minor roles. And there will be a few more of those. But I'll keep those to an absolute minimum, I promise...

Chad on the warpath

Featured in this story: Chad and Alex (click for pictures)

I should have known something was wrong the minute I walked into the empty studio.

It was a hot, sunny summer day. Just nine o’clock in the morning and I felt I could use a cold shower – after having taken one less than an hour ago.

I had decided to wear as little clothing as possible. As a result I was wearing flip-flops, loose shorts and a sleeveless shirt – I wasn’t even wearing underwear. My freewheeling junk was dangling between my legs.

I put my bag into a corner and stood at kitchen door. A fresh breeze was blowing through the studio. I closed my eyes and breathed deeply.

I was transporting myself to a beautiful beach, scantily clad people all around me. I was standing with my back to the kitchen – mistake No. 1 -, my legs spread wide – mistake No. 2 –, my mind suspended in blissful laziness – mistake No. 3.

Had I been a little less lazy, I would have noticed that the breeze came because the windows were open. And the windows were open, because someone was at the studio. And that person happened to stand right behind me, sneaking up to me like a ninja warrior – Chad, my cameraman.

I wasn’t aware of his presence until his sneaker-clad foot connected with my dangling testicles.

Thursday, June 12, 2008

One on one: Sammy vs. Phil

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

Featured in this story: Phil and Sammy (click for pictures)

“Let’s get to it right away”, I suggested.

Sammy and Phil grinned.

They were standing opposite each other.

“I’m gonna bust your bollocks”, Phil grinned.

The 18 year redhead was wearing tight jeans, a blue t-shirt and sneakers. He was the new star of American soccer, having been transferred from his native England a few months ago. The t-shirt he was wearing had his name and team number printed on it. He grinned at him opponent and ran his hand trough his hair.

Sammy smiled, umimpressed, and grabbed his junk. He was wearing sagging jeans and a t-shirt that was much too loose-fighting for his body. He was five inches taller than Phil, and he looked down at the muscular athlete.

It was an unequal pairing that called for cheap tactics. Phil and Sammy knew that, too.

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

Summer in the city 2: At the campus party with Kev

 Featured in this story: 
Cal and
 Kev (click for pictures)

Kev was greeting my cameraman Chad and me at the gate of the campus.

It was another hot summer day, the last time I had looked at the thermometer it had suggested that it was 91° Fahrenheit (33° Celsius) – but I doubted that. It felt much hotter.

The sun was burning and both Chad and I were wearing light shorts, shirts and sandals.

Kev grinned when he saw us.

The 20 year old student was shirtless, wearing sneakers and socks, and short sweat pants. His muscular abs glistened moistly as he scratched his naked, hairless chest. He grabbed his crotch and moved his hand unconsciously, wiggling the package inside his loose pants, as if trying to arrange for some air ventilation around his fat dick and hefty low-hangers.

“Hi”, I said.

Kev grinned and slapped his naked chest. “Here I am, ready for action.”

Sunday, June 8, 2008


Previous parts:
Your suggestions: Special Guest Star
New poll: Special Guest Star
Poll results: Special Guest Star
Cool intentions
Ryan goes down
Special Guest Star: Ryan Phillippe
Featured in this story: the twins (click for pictures)

The twins arrived early.

“You can’t wait to meet Ryan Phillippe, huh?” I grinned.

A few days ago Ryan had starred in a Special Guest Star episode for our website. He had left a DVD here that he was coming to collect today. I had told the twins about it because I knew they were a bit mad at me for not asking them to co-star with Ryan before, and they were both avid fans of Mr Ex-Witherspoon.

Will smiled and pointed at his brother Michael. “He’s been pestering me all day…”

Michael rolled his eyes and shrugged.

Both of them had dressed for the occasion. Their blond hair looked very recently cut, and deliberately tousled. I could only imagine how many different boxes, cans and jars of hair care products had gone into making it look so casual.

They looked stunning, wearing blue jeans that matched their eye color, and classy shirts that accentuated their muscular upper bodies. The bulges in their crotches were huge, and I would have supposed that they had made use of artificial enhancements – vulgo: rolled-up socks – if I hadn’t known that they were indeed more than abundantly endowed…

“It’s no big deal”, Michael lied. “I just want to get his autograph…”

“You like him?” I grinned.

“Like? He adores him!” Will chimed in. “He has seen every movie, even ‘54’, ‘I know what you did last summer’, and the train wreck called ‘Crash’…”

“’Crash’ is a good movie”, Michael muttered.

“Yeah, and RuPaul is a real woman”, Will laughed. “Whatever you s---“

Suddenly, Michael lunged at his brother, ramming his shoulder into his chest and knocking him over. Will landed on the floor, lying on his back and still laughing, when Michael jumped down on him. Within seconds, the two cute twins were in the middle of a brotherly wrestling match, trying to get each other in a hold, grappling each other and punching each others’ bodies.

Saturday, June 7, 2008


Previous parts:
Your suggestions: Special Guest Star
New poll: Special Guest Star
Poll results: Special Guest Star
Cool intentions
Ryan goes down
Special Guest Star: Ryan Phillippe

Today I talked to actor Ryan Phillippe on the phone.

Two days ago he starred in our first Special Guest Star episode alongside Leo, Danny and Simon. It was a veritable ballbusting spunk fest with all of the four participants’s balls getting punched, kicked, and subsequently drained. Ryan was a real sport, taking a lot of a abuse and a few loads of spunk on his naked body without complaining.

When I called him today, I wanted to make sure that everything was alright and he wasn’t cross about anything that had happened.

“No way”, he laughed when I mentioned it.

“It was a bit rough. Things got a bit out of hand”, I said.

“Yeah, sure, but it was alright. I haven’t gotten my balls busted like that since I broke up with Reese…”

I was startled. “Um, okay…”

“Just joking”, Ryan said. “Are you satisfied with the session?”

“Yeah, absolutely, I am”, I said. “It was great.”




“Listen”, I said. “You forgot to take the DVD with Kieran from the set of ‘Igby Goes Down’…”

“Shit. I completely forgot. Can I come by and get it?”

“I can bring it to you, if you’d like me to”, I offered.

“Nah, I’ll come by myself.”

“Alright. Do you mind if two friends of mine are there, too? They’d like to get an autograph…”

Will had phoned me yesterday. The twins were a bit disgruntled because I hadn’t asked them to participate in the session with Ryan. I thought that giving them a chance to meet him was the least I could do.

“I don’t mind at all. Let’s see… I could come by tomorrow. That okay with you?”


“Good. See you then!”

He hung up.

I dialled the twins’ number.

Will answered the phone.

I told him about my conversation with Ryan.

“Great!” Will said. “I gotta tell Michael. It’s gonna sweep him off his feet…”

I laughed.

“Do you think he’ll be in the mood to… you know… have some fun?” Will asked.

“I don’t know. You’ll have to ask him…”

“I will”, Will chuckled. “Bye.”


Thursday, June 5, 2008

Special Guest Star: Ryan Phillippe

Previous parts:
Your suggestions: Special Guest Star
New poll: Special Guest Star
Poll results: Special Guest Star
Cool intentions
Ryan goes down

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

Featured in this story: DannyLeo and Simon (click for pictures)

I looked at my watch.

“Ryan should be here any minute”, I said.

Danny, Simon and Leo were looking at me. I had chosen those three to co-star with Ryan Phillippe in our first Special Guest Star episode.

Danny had a sceptical expression on his face. “You sure?”

I raised my eyebrows. “Sure.”

“Well, it’s just that--- You know, I don’t think you made a perfect first impression…”

I frowned at him. “I know I wasn’t very forthcoming. But I called him and we talked about it. Everything is okay.”

Danny shrugged. “Okay.”

Chad was fumbling with the camera.

I walked over to him. “Everything working?”

Chad nodded. “Give me a few minutes and we’re ready to go.”

Danny, Simon, Leo and I sat down on the couch.

Danny was drinking a cup of coffee. The 21 year old actor was wearing tight-fitting blue jeans and a white shirt with short sleeves. I looked at his strawberry-blond hair. It was cut short and neat, making Danny look even more attractive.

“You been to the hairdresser?” I grinned.

Danny blushed.

Simon and Leo laughed.

Their laughter was cut short when Danny gave both of them a playful slap in the nuts.

Tuesday, June 3, 2008

Stopgap spuds

Featured in this story: David and Alex (click for pictures)

I was in the middle of doing the books when the door to the studio burst open.

Surprised, I looked at the young man who came running in. It was Danny’s brother David, a professional dancer and amateur asshole, who had been to our studio a couple of times, humiliating his brother, cracking his nuts, and taking great delight in all of that.

He was wearing casual dark grey trousers and shiny black leather shoes with a tight-fitting white shirt, looking dashing as usual.

Before I had a chance to say something, he looked at me with an amused expression on his face, and said, “Don’t you lock the door?”

I stared at him.

He rolled his eyes. “Good morning, Alex”, he said slowly, as if I was extremely dim-witted. He looked around the studio.

“Good morning, Dav---“

“Where is Danny?” he interrupted me.

I blinked.

“Where. Is. Danny?”

Monday, June 2, 2008

Summer in the city 1: At the park with Simon

 Featured in this story: 
Simon (click for pictures)

“Okay, let’s go”, Simon smiled.

The 23 year old guy looked at me through his horn-rimmed glasses. His blue eyes twinkled. He was wearing dark blue trousers and a short-sleeved light blue shirt.

It was hot outside, more than 90° Fahrenheit (32° Celsius) – at least that was how it felt… The sun was shining brightly and Simon had wisely taken off his slipover. I looked at his chest and wondered how he was able to not sweat profusely. No sign of moist armpits or discreet sweat lines on his shirt, no sign of summer laziness or fatigue on his face. He looked completely comfortable with the heat.

Simon looked at me expectantly.

I nodded and took the camera. It was my cameraman Chad’s day off, so I had to do camera duty.

We stepped out the door of the building our studio was in, and were met hot, thick air that felt like a brick wall.

I groaned.

Simon had an amused look on his face.

“Are we gonna do this or not?” he asked.

I shrugged. “I’d rather stay inside…”

Simon chuckled. He ran his hand through his neatly combed dark blond hair and looked around.

“Where are we gonna go?”

“I don’t know”, I said. “What about the park?”

Sunday, June 1, 2008

Summer in the city

 It’s June! Well, this month didn’t come entirely unexpected. In fact, we had been speculating for quite some time that around this time, June might come. So we’re exquisitely prepared and ready to start our Summer Special 2008.

We are going to go out to the streets and arbitrarily ask passers-by to join us for a short ballbusting session. Nearly all of our models and a couple of our recurring guests are on board for this one, so we’ll be able to bring you more than a dozen episodes of BBB’s own “Summer in the city” at irregular intervals, every week for the next three months.

We will be visiting a public park, a circus, and a campus party. We will be going to the fireworks, to the zoo and to a barbecue. We will be all over town...

The first episode (starring Simon at the park) will be published tomorrow.