Tuesday, October 21, 2008

On the job: The twins, strippers

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

Featured in this story: the twins (click for pictures)

My cameraman Chad and I walked into the strip club. It was not the kind of club I had expected to see, not a dark, smoke-filled, sleazy bar with shabby furniture, but a rather modern and friendly place. There was a stage at one end of the room, but the show hadn’t started, yet.

The room was crowded with people waiting for the show to begin.

We were here to film the first segment of our new series “One the job”, featuring some of our models and recurring guests working in their day (or night) jobs.

I walked to the bar.

An attractive, shirtless blond was standing behind it. He smiled at me.

“Hi, I have an appointment with Adrian”, I said.

The blond shrugged.

“I’m Adrian”, a voice behind me said.

I turned around and faced a very handsome guy, probably 25 years old, with black hair. He was sporting dark eye-liner and lip gloss and his black hair was greased.

“I’m Alex”, I said. “We talked on the phone.”

Adrian nodded and we shook hands.

“You are the emcee, right?” I smiled.

“In all my shining glory”, Adrian grinned and got up from his bar stool.

I looked at his body and chuckled. He was stark naked, with a dress coat painted on his muscular body from the neck down. The only body part that wasn’t painted was his cock and balls. He had a long, large cock and a hefty pair of low-hanging balls. His sac was shaven and his pubes were trimmed.

“Perfect”, I grinned.

“Thanks”, Adrian said.

“Thank you for allowing us to film in your club”, I said.

Adrian smiled. “No problem. The twins are nice guys. They aren’t here as often as they used to be. Our guests are crazy about them…” Adrian looked at the crowd. The people sitting in the room were younger and more diverse than I had expected.

“Is it always this crowded?” I asked.

Adrian smiled. “Frankly, no. But it’s Testicle Tuesday, and the twins are here, so…” He chuckled and shrugged. “I have to go. We are about to start.”

I smiled.

“Have fun”, Adrian said and winked at me.

I nodded at Chad who started the camera.

Adrian walked up the stage and was greeted with roaring applause.

The lights in the room went down and the stage lit up.

“Welcome, guys!” Adrian shouted. “It’s Testicle Tuesday and we are going to have fun!”

The crowd clapped and cheered.

The next half hour was filled with several strip performances by a couple of impressively endowed guys.
Then Adrian announced. “Now, the highlights of tonight’s show. Put your hands together for… the twins!”

The crowd went wild.

The new James Bond song started, “Another way to die” with Alicia Keys and Jack White. Michael and Will performed as super spies, dressed in smokings, giving an acrobatic and immensely erotic performance, stripping off their clothes until they were naked. The two 22 year old blonds had trained, tight bodies with sic pack abs and muscular chests. In the end, their oversized cocks were hard and pointing at each other as they struck their last pose.

The crowd clapped and cheered, and Adrian walked on stage again. His cock was as hard as the twins’ and he was hlding a microphone and carrying a cane.

“Thanks, that was very… inspiring”, Adrian grinned, drawing laughter and more applause from the crowd.

“You know”, Adrian continued. “It’s Testicle Tuesday, and we are proud and happy to have two pairs of the most perfect nuts I’ve ever seen in this room tonight…”

The twins grinned.

Adrian was standing between the two naked guys. He took a step back and chuckled. He turned his cane around and held it like a golf club. “Let’s knock those balls out of their sac”, he shouted and brought the cane into Will’s nuts from behind, catching his left nut dead on with a deafening thud, making the precious ball bounce up in its sac.

Will yelped and his eyes crossed in an exaggerated grimace. Obviously, he didn’t have to exaggerate too much, though, as Adrian’s strike certainly brought quite some pain to Will’s young, tender testicle.

Michael laughed along with the audience. He grabbed his own naked balls and doubled over, jumping up and down and mocking his brother.

Will was groaning in pain.

Adrian chuckled and positioned himself behind Michael. “Your turn, buddy”, he grinned. “Spread your legs…”

“Awww”, Michael shifted uncomfortably. “Do I have to?”

Adrian shrugged. “It’s Testicle Tuesday. You know what that means…”

The crowd started chanting “Crack his nuts! Crack his nuts!”

Michael grinned nervously.

Adrian walked backstage for a moment and returned with a glass of sparkling wine. “Wanna have another glass, first?”

Michael looked at him. Then he chuckled and took the glass. He raised it to his lips.

Right when he had taken the first gulp, Adrian’s cane connected with his naked balls. The tender plums were struck hard by the impact, bouncing wildly, and Michael spat out the sparkling wine with a surprised scream.

The crowd laughed and clapped.

Michael let go off the glass and it shattered on the floor. He grabbed his crotch and groaned miserably.

“I’m sorry”, Adrian grinned, not looking sorry at all. His cock was rock hard and pointing to the ceiling.

The twins were doubled over, moaning in pain.

Adrian took a step back and stood behind Will. He kicked Will’s crotch with his bare foot, causing Will to scream from the top of his lungs.

“It’s Tuesday, guys”, Adrian chuckled. “You knew it…”

Some guys in the audience cringed in sympathy, but most of them laughed and cheered.

Will fell to his knees, clutching his aching genitals, grimacing in pain and moaning.

Adrian turned to Michael who was doubled over, nursing his aching balls.

Michael”, Adrian said, “what do you say – let’s make a little game out of it, okay?”

Michael groaned.

“Alright, we need two guys up here on the stage”, Adrian said.

A couple of hands shot up, with some people shouting “Here!” and “Pick me!”.

Adrian chose two guys who seemed to be in their early twenties.

“Who do you want?” he asked on of them, pointing at the twins.

The guy shrugged. “They look the same…”

Adrian grinned. “Alright.”

He ordered the two guys to stand behind Will and Michael. “This is how it goes: You jerk your cocks. Every ten seconds your nuts will get kicked. As soon as you shoot, the kicking stops…”

The crowd roared with approval.

Michael and Will looked miserable. They glanced at each other and sighed.

Then they started, stroking their cocks feverishly while standing with their legs spread apart, their ample ballsacs swinging freely between their thighs.

Adrian started counting. “Ten, nine…”

Michael and Will were jerking their hard cocks.

The crowd joined Adrian. “… eight, seven, six…”

The tips of both Michael’s and Will’s cocks were glistening with precum.

“… five, four, three, two, one.”

With a cheer from the crowd, the two guys standing behind Michael and Will brought their feet up into the awaiting nutsacks.

Michael’s nuts were crunched by a heavy black boot while his brother’s danglers had a violent collision with a Nike sneaker.

The twins screamed in unison.

The crowd started counting again. “Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five…”

Michael and Will tried hard to recover and started stroking their cocks again,

“… four, three, two, one.”

Another kick landed in the twin’s precious family jewels, crashing into the tender meat with resounding smacks, causing the audience to clap and cheer.

“Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one.” Kick.

“Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one.” Kick.

“Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one.” Kick.

“Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one.” Kick.

By now, both Michael and Will were panting heavily, their bodies wet with sweat, their balls beaten and swollen, but their cocks were still rock hard.

“Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two…”

Will screamed as his cock started erupting with fresh, white cream that spurted out o his cock, flying into the audience and splattering into some audience members’ faces.

Unfortunately, the guy standing behind Will wasn’t very quick-witted.


The sneaker collided with Will’s busy babymakers, making Will shriek in agony and sink to the floor.

“Will’s done!” Adrian announced.

Michael was whimpering in pain as he was feverishly stroking his cock. All eyes were on him as his brother was writhing on the ground, cupping his balls and sobbing in pain.

“Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one.”

The heavy boot collided with Michael’s nuts precisely when Michael’s dick erupted in a geyser of thick, white spunk that landed in gooey gobs on the stage and in the audience.

Michael clutched his battered testicles and whimpered in pain while his cock was shooting hot cum like a champagne bottle.

The crowd went wild with cheers and applause and the two kickers grinned and waved at the audience.

“Thank you, guys”, Adrian grinned and shook their hands. His own cock was rock hard and dripping with precum.

The two guys walked off the stage.

“And a big applause for the twins!” Adrian shouted. “That’s it for today! See you next Tuesday! Maybe the twins will be back…”

The audience clapped and cheered at the two hot brothers who were lying on the ground, clutching their broken balls.


Anonymous said...

Seems like a very promising series, as long as the bustings not completely one sided

Alex said...

Thanks for your feedback!
I'm sure some stories in this series will have "equal-opportunity ballbusting"... :-)
But since the "Auditions" and the "One on one" stories are very much focussed on aggression and fighting, I thought that this might be a welcome variety... I'm quite fond of one sided busting now and then... ;-))

Anonymous said...

Nothing wrong with Variety :)

Anonymous said...

You know what would be a cool job? A cup tester XD
a bit obvioud, but might work, It could be like a factory setting almost, with scientists super-vising, and like machines busting him or something, while he's testing the effeiency of the Atheltic Cup.
and I figured, if yout looking for a scientist, why not use Vince from Geroge's first story, not that I'm in love with his charcter, but why create new guys when you have perfectly good old ones. He always striked me as more of a scientist than prop-guy anyway, the way he inveted the "vas'
(ohh, maybe you can bring the 'vas' back for the testing)

and the testee should be, like maybe, Leo, who is desprete for a job, so he went with cup-testing.

Alex said...

Thanks, guy787970, that's an excellent idea! I've put in on the list for the series! That's gonna be fun... :-)))

Anonymous said...

btw, Is Brandon working at a fast food joint? I think he'd be so hot in, like, a McDonalds uniform, and then his buddies like start busting him in the kitchen. It would be cool if they punched and kicked him while he was still in his uniform, then in his boxers, then naked

Alex said...

Okay, I'll see what I can do... :-))

jason said...

The only reason I can see for not dating a stripper is if you are a jealous guy looking for a serious relationship. Then a stripper might not be a good bet because unless she quits her job she will be rubbing herself all over other guys laps all the time... But if you can accept that, it's all good, just don't visit her at work. Syracuse strippers for a bachelor party