Casting Cal

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

Today, I had decided to spend the day doing the books. I keep being surprised how much ordinary, boring accounting is necessary to run a website… Anyway, after three hours of adding, subtracting, dividing and miscalculating, my head was spinning and I was very happy when the doorbell rang and I had an excuse to stand up from my desk.

I looked at my watch. It was around noon and I wasn’t expecting any visitors. I pressed the buzzer and waited. I heard the footsteps of someone coming up the stairs. Judging from the sound, this someone was energetic and athletic, taking two steps at a time.

“Carl?” I said, surprised.

“It’s Cal. Hi!”

“Hi”, I said. “Sorry, Cal. I’m gonna remember your name from now on…”

Cal smiled and shrugged.

I looked at the young black man standing in front of me. He had a lean body, muscular arms and a very handsome face. He was wearing a tight white t-shirt and blue jeans, looking stunning and engaging without having to make an effort. His black hair was cut short and his cheerful, brown eyes looked at me expectantly.

I cleared my throat. “Come in”, I said and we walked into the studio.

Cal looked around and nodded approvingly. “Nice place”, he smiled.

“Thanks”, I said and walked to the kitchen. “Want a Coke?”

“Sure.”

I fetched two cans of Coke and we sat down on the couch.

Cal took a sip and smiled at me.

I grinned back, slightly irritated. I had no idea why this handsome young guy was here. “I saw you in one of Danny's interviews for the Ballbusting Olympics. Oh, and I remember seeing you at the college party”, I said, trying to get a conversation going. “Are you a student there?”

Cal nodded. “I am studying to be a lawyer.” He grinned apologetically.

“A lawyer? Oh, well, I would have taken you for an athlete.”

He smiled, “I’m on the college swim team.”

I looked at the bulging crotch in his jeans and imagined him wearing swimming trunks…

“Yeah, that’s the usual reaction”, Cal grinned, following my glance.

I blushed.

Cal grabbed his large package with his right hand. “Sometimes I have trouble to find trunks that fit my size”, he grinned.

I gulped.

“Nice”, I cleared my throat. “So, what can I do for you?”

Cal let go of his crotch and I tried not to stare at his groin.

“I was wondering if I could, you know, join the team”, Cal said.

“You mean you want to work as a model for our website?”

Cal smiled and nodded.

“Well, sure, I mean, we could do a casting and then you could start, I don’t know, next week?” I stumbled.

Cal mistook my nervousness for scepticism. “Maybe that wasn’t that good an idea.” He said and stood. “Perhaps I should---“

“No”, I said quickly. “Nonono, you’re perfect for our website. If you have the time we could do the casting right now.”

Cal looked at his watch. “I have an appointment at half past twelve.”

“It won’t take long”, I smiled.

“Okay”, Cal said.

I looked around, searching for the camera. “Today is my cameraman’s day off”, I explained. I found the camera next to the desk and put it on the tripod. “But that’s no problem. I can handle this thing.”

When the camera was standing, I turned around and looked at Cal.

He had taken off his shirt, shoes and jeans and was standing in front of the couch wearing just a skimpy pair of briefs. His ample endowment bulged the bright blue fabric and his neatly trimmed pubic hair was visible above the waistband.

Judging from Cal’s reaction, I must have looked shocked.

Cal quickly covered his crotch with his hands and said, “Sorry, I thought you’d like me to---“

“Perfect”, I said quickly. I inhaled deeply and laughed. “God, you must think I’m a complete idiot.”

Cal grinned.

“Actually, I know what I’m doing”, I smiled. “Before we start filming, let’s take a few pictures, okay? Usually our applicants send them with their resume – but since you are here we might as well shoot them here.”

Cal nodded.

I grabbed the photo camera and shot a few pictures: A long shot showing Cal’s defined muscular body, Cal’s face in close up, Cal’s bulging crotch in close up, Cal’s feet etc.

“Great”, I smiled. “Now let’s start filming. First, you’re going to introduce yourself to the camera.”

Cal smiled.

“Then we’ll do a kick, a punch, and a squeeze”, I continued.

Cal nodded.

“And then, well, you’ll get the chance to show your kicking skills.” I grimaced at the thought of Cal’s naked foot smashing into my sack of spuds.

Cal blinked. “Wait… The kick, the punch and the squeeze will be done to my nuts?”

I nodded. “Sure.”

“Erm”, Cal smiled weakly. “I thought you were searching for ballbusters.”

“Yeah, we are, but our models have to be versatile.”

“I see”, Cal said slowly.

He ran his hand over his well defined abs and his smooth, muscular chest. His nipples were hard and I couldn’t help but stare at the impressive package that was bulging inside his briefs.

“You backing out?” I said.

Cal sighed. “No. Let’s do it. I’ve had my fair share of nutshots, but--- Nevermind. Let’s do it.”

“Great!”

I switched on the camera and focussed on his feet. I panned up over his muscular legs, his trained thighs, the bulging contents of his blue briefs, his abs and chest, until his face was in a close-up.

He smiled into the camera, showing his beautiful white teeth.

“Introduce yourself. Name, age, anything you like”, I encouraged him.

Cal chuckled and looked down to his feet. “Okay.” He faced the camera and smiled again. “Hi, I’m Cal. That’s short for Calvin.” I zoomed out. “I’m 22 years old and I’m a member of my college’s swim team.” He ran his hand over his chest. “I’m 5’11” tall and I have a big dick.” He grabbed his crotch and grinned. The tip of his dick started to peek out of the leg opening of his briefs. “And I’m gonna bust your balls…”

“Thanks”, I said.

“Well”, Cal bit his lip. “That last sentence wasn’t very original…”

I shrugged. “It was okay. Let’s get to the fun part.”

Cal nodded and grimaced in anticipation. “Are you doing the busting?”

“Yep”, I smiled and switched the camera on.

Cal grinned weakly.

“What do you wanna do first?” I asked him.

“Well, I don’t know”, Cal said. “Maybe we should start with the kick? Get the most painful thing out of the way?”

I chuckled. “They’re all gonna be painful…”

Cal grinned sheepishly. “Yeah, you’re probably right.”

“So, do you want the kick first?”

Cal thought about it. Then he nodded firmly.

“From the front or from behind?”

Cal thought again.

“I’ll do it from behind, okay?” I said.

Cal nodded, weaker this time.

“Spread your legs”, I told him.

I walked behind him and looked at his fantastic body. He had a well-proportioned back, typical swimmer’s muscular shoulders, and a great ass.

“Ready?” I asked him and looked down at my well-worn sneakers.

“I don’t know”, Cal said weakly.

“Oh, come on”, I chuckled. “Don’t be a whimp…”

“Alright…”

He was standing with his legs spread, his fat cock and his huge balls resting inside his briefs. I took a step back and grinned. This was gonna be fun…

With a running start, I kicked Cal’s nuts with all the force I could muster. I thought I felt his hefty plums flatten against the instep of my sneaker, and I knew I had hit him good, when poor Cal screamed from the top of his lungs.

I chuckled.

Cal doubled over slowly and grabbed his groin. “Damn”, he whispered. “That was a hard kick…”

I nodded and grinned.

Cal groaned in pain. He was clasping his crotch with both of his hands, massaging his hurt balls and panting heavily.

His face looked like he was going to faint.

“Damn”, he whispered again.

“Big balls, huh?” I grinned.

Cal nodded, grimacing in pain.

I chuckled. “Not always the best asset to have…”

Cal was moaning in pain, his hands caressing his aching bits, but he managed a weak smile and said, “Yeah, but most of the time they are very useful…” Then he doubled over again.

I raised my eyebrows. “Let’s have a look.”

Cal groaned. He reached inside his briefs and carefully pulled out his long, fat cock and the two enormous nuts that were hanging in their ebony sac below.

“Wow”, I grinned. “You’re right. Big league.”

“Yeah”, Cal croaked and tucked the waistband of his briefs under his fat lowhangers.

I knelt down and grabbed his genitals. His nuts and his cock were comparable in size to Zach’s, maybe a tiny bit smaller, but definitely bigger than Simon’s and the twins’ already impressive sets of genitals. I weighed Cal’s nuggets in my hand. They were big and heavy. He held his fat, half-hard rod with his hands against his abs.

I closed my right fist around Cal’s black jewels and looked him in the eyes. I grinned appreciatorily.

Cal was clenching his teeth, staring at me with a hint of pride and a lot of fear in his beautiful brown eyes, anticipating the hot, sharp waves of pain that were going to wash through his body once I added pressure.

I smiled. “This is gonna hurt…”

Cal nodded weakly.

Then I squeezed. The moment my hand kneaded his precious nuts, Cal’s eyes widened. He blinked a couple of times and his mouth opened in a silent scream. He didn’t stay silent, though. When I twisted his balls around and yanked down with my fist, he showed me the whole range of noises that he was able to produce, shrill screams and low grunts, panicked gasps and miserable gurgles. I squashed his nuts for maybe sixty seconds, all the while looking at his attractive face that was contorting with agony.

“Stop”, he whimpered after more than a minute of heavy squeezing. “Please.”

I smiled, gave his delicate testicles another hard tug, and let go.

Cal whimpered and fell to his knees, clutching his genitals.

“Thanks”, he said in a toneless voice.

I raised my eyebrows. “For what?”

“For stopping”, he whispered, nursing his battered possessions.

“We’re not done, yet”, I smiled.

Cal groaned. “What time is it?”

I looked at my watch. “Almost half past twelve.”

“Fuck”, Cal groaned. “I have this appointment at---“ He moaned in pain. “--- half past twelve.”

“Well, we better hurry up, then”, I grinned.

Cal looked at me and sighed. “My nuts”, he moaned.

I nodded. “I know.” I clenched my fist an told him to stand up.

The handsome boy straightened and stood, covering his agonized testicles with both of his hands.

I was kneeling in front of him. “Get your hands away from your crotch, Cal.”

Cal groaned and complied.

His fat nuts were dangling vulnerably between his thighs.

Without further ado, I brought my fist up in a nutcrunching uppercut. My knuckles dug into Cal’s oversized meatballs and flattened them into his pelvis.

He let out an ear-shattering scream and collapsed on the floor, writhing in pain, moaning and panting, and nursing his balls, all the while whimpering, “My nuts, my nuts…”

I got up, looked at him, and stated the obvious: “Cal, I think your balls are really weak.”

Cal whimpered in pain and rocked back and forth, cradling his hurt babymakers.

I let him nurse his nuts for a couple of minutes until he was able to breathe normally again.

He looked at me, teary-eyed. “So, what do you say?” he whispered. “Do I have the job?”

I laughed. “Well, your nuts are no match for the other guys, but I think if you have a little training, we’re gonna be just fine.”

“Right”, Cal croaked.

While crawled to the couch where his jeans and his shirt was lying on the ground, I thought about it. Zach’s balls were as weak as Cal’s. Maybe we could set up a few training sessions. Tristan and Leo could help us. I was pretty sure, those two naughty skater boys would gladly offer their assistance in toughening up Zach’s and Cal’s nuts.

Cal had put on his clothes and looked at his watch. “Shit. I have to run.”

I raised my eyebrows and smirked. “You think you’re gonna be able to run?”

Cal smiled weakly. “I’m gonna try my best.”

“Oh, wait a minute. You haven’t kicked my nuts, yet”, I said, remembering suddenly.

Cal groaned. “Okay, get them out of your jeans.”

I smiled. “Well, actually, I don’t---“

“Come on, I’m gonna be late, get them out!” Cal said firmly.

I shrugged and opened my zipper.

Cal was standing in front of me, buttoning his shirt and grimacing in pain. He closed his fly and winced when he stuffed his oversized equipment into the tight jeans.

I looked at him, thinking that he had to be exhausted from my treatment of his nuts.

I reached inside my pants and let my naked nuts rest on my fly.

“Okay, go”, I smiled. He couldn’t have that much strength left in him.

He quickly disabused that notion, though, when his bare foot came crashing into my crotch, hitting my balls dead-on and crunching them into my body.

I coughed. My vision blurred.

I heard Cal chuckle. “Well, at least I won’t need to practice my kicks…”

Then the door opened and slammed shut.

I groaned and grabbed my crotch. Unbearable pain was radiating from those two orbs inside my sac throughout my whole body.

Slowly, I doubled over and fell to my knees.

“Dead on”, I whispered to myself, cupping my gonads, my eyes watering and my stomach turning. I rolled to the side and remained on the ground for probably half an hour.

When I got up, I had decided: Cal had a job.