Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Poll results: Ballbusting Olympics 2009
Here are the results:
Squash 42%
Roshambo 41%
Punch Ball 37%
Knee ball 31%
Footy 29%
Tug-of-war 28%
Nutball 25%
Weight lifting 19%
Tit twister 7%
Last year, we had five days of competition and I think that's a pretty good number. So I guess that means that we'll have Squash, Roshambo and Punch Ball as well as new additions Knee Ball and Footy for this years competition. Maybe, maybe, if I find the time, I will write a Tug-of-war story, too... We'll see.
I can't say for sure when I'll get around to writing the first story. I won't be able to keep last year's schedule (one story a week)...
If you have any ideas for rules and regulations for our five (or maybe six) sports, let me know...
Thanks!
Friday, March 27, 2009
Olympic Countdown: Training Parker (2)
“You know what you’re doing, right?” Parker said slowly, looking down his naked body.
The 21 year old gymnast with the dyed flaming-red hair was standing in the middle of the studio, his legs spread slightly apart. He had a trained, muscular body, with defined pecs, strong arms and legs, and six-pack abs.
Parker had competed quite successfully in last year’s Olympic Games. This year, he wanted to best his score. That’s why he had asked Vince, our young scientist, prop-guy and technician, to be his trainer and toughen his balls.
Right now, Parker didn’t seem to be to happy with Vince’s efforts.
Vince was fumbling with Parker’s testicles, trying to stuff them into a device that looked pretty frightening.
I could understand why Parker was worried.
Vince ignored him and continued closing the device around Parker’s nuts.
A few moments later, he stepped back and watched the results with a satisfied smile on his face.
Vince was one year younger than Parker, but he looked like he was still in high school. He was quite small – especially in comparison with Parker who was more than 6 feet tall – and had a cute face, brown hair and brown eyes. In a rather desperate attempt to look his age, Vince was trying to grow sideburns and a goatee despite his obvious lack of substantial beard growth. The result looked pretty ridiculous and Vince somehow achieved the exact opposite of what he was trying to do.
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Logan’s high school diary 3
Previous chapters: Part 1, Part 2
Featured in this story: Logan (click for pictures)
Today, 18 year old high school senior Logan sent me the third part of his high school diary.
I popped the DVD into the player and watched as screen filled with the picture of a locker room. It looked almost like surveillance camera footage, and I suspected that Logan had hidden the camera on top of one of the lockers.
The room was empty. Jackets and jeans, shoes and bags were lying on the benches and the floor.
Suddenly, the door opened and a group of guys walked in, cheering and laughing. All of them were wearing identical singlets of various colors. It was a motley crew of 18ish boys, all of them lean and muscular. The Josiah E. Bartlet High School Wrestling Team, among them blond wrestling champion Logan.
“Hey, Leroy”, Logan shouted, addressing a young African-American guy with short, curly black hair.
Leroy turned around, grinning, and put his hands on his hips. He was wearing a tight-fitting red singlet with a conspicuous bulge in the crotch area.
Logan grinned. “Nothing, Leroy…”
The black kid chuckled.
“Wait”, Logan grinned, starting to take off his singlet. He had a smooth, muscular chest that was glistening with sweat. “I can’t remember – how often did I kick your ass today?”
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Change
I think it's best not to beat around the bush: In the coming weeks and months I might not be able to post as many stories as I'd like to because my "day job" is gonna change significantly (which is great because I'm gonna earn more money... :-)).
I really don't know what will happen to the site. The promotion has come very sudden and very unexpected, and it more than doubles my working hours, meaning that I won't be able to spend as much time on writing as I used to.
All I can say at the moment is that I really enjoy writing those stories and I don't plan on quitting completely. (And I guess it's my German sense of duty that'd make me feel very bad if I didn't finish the stories that I started...). So we'll see what the future brings...
As for new ideas: Please keep them coming. As I said: I don't plan on quitting.
Thanks!
Monday, March 16, 2009
On the job: Leo, cup tester
Featured in this story: Leo and Vince (click for pictures)
I entered the science laboratory and looked around, searching for Vince.
There were seven people. Two of them were wearing white lab coats and working on something. The rest of the guys were wearing business suits.
The suit-clad guys were engaged in some discussion. They were between 20 and 40 years of age, and their suits looked expensive.
Suddenly, a door opened and Vince entered the room.
He was 20 years old, slightly younger than the other scientists. He was not very tall, with a slim build, brown hair and brown eyes. Wearing his lab coat, he reminded me of that 80s TV series about a kid doctor. Vince was trying desperately to look mature and grown-up, and I guess he thought the little facial hair that was visible on his otherwise baby-smooth face qualified as a goatee and sideburns, but, frankly, they didn’t…
I wondered what the other technicians thought about him. They looked like they were in their late twenties.
One of them had shoulder-length black hair. He was wearing horn-rimmed glasses and boot cut jeans below his lab coat.
The other one was blond, with crew cut hair and steel blue eyes.
We were in the lab of a successful sportswear manufacturer.
Friday, March 13, 2009
Zach the cheater: Zach and Stephanie
Featured in this story: Zach (click for pictures)
My cameraman Chad and our new technician Vince had left the studio a few hours ago. I was working late, crunching numbers.
A few minutes before midnight, just when I was ready to leave, the door bell rang.
I looked at my watch and sighed.
When I opened the door, I was surprised to see Zach leaning against the wall.
The 20 year old frat guy looked miserable. His face was hot and glistening, and his blond hair was wet with sweat.
“Zach”, I said, raising my eyebrows. “What’s up?”
Wordlessly, he limped past me and sat down on the couch, groaning in pain.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Logan’s high school diary 2
Previous chapters: Part 1
Featured in this story: Logan (click for pictures)
After Logan had joined our team a few weeks ago, he had suggested to borrow one of our cameras to take it to his school and shoot some stuff for a video diary. The blond 18 year old high school senior was very popular with our members, and I liked the idea.
Today, he sent me the second part.
I poured myself a cup of coffee, popped the DVD into the player and leaned back on my chair.
“Hi, guys”, Logan said, smiling into the camera.
Apparently, one of his friends was filming. The camera was shaky as they both were walking down their high school’s hallway.
“It’s me, Logan. I’m here at Josiah E. Bartlet High School with my buddy Cody behind the camera…”
The cameraman turned the camera around and smiled into the lens.
I recognized Cody. He had been at our studio along with a couple of friends to cheer for Logan in his very first fight for us.
Cody had a cute face, with a nose piercing and a cheerful smile. His red hair was cut in a stylish haircut.
“Come on, back to me, Cody”, Logan laughed.
Cody raised his eyebrows and shrugged before turning the camera around again, focussing on Logan.
The hallway was crowded with students.
Logan stood in front of one of the lockers and opened it.
He ran his hand through his short blond hair, grabbed a couple of books, and closed the door again.
Smiling at the camera, he said, “Cody is one of my best friends. We are neighbors and we used to play with each other when we were kids, right, Cody?”
“Yup”, Cody said behind the camera.
Logan grinned. “He’s the one who told me about the birds and the bees when we were ten. We did quite a bit of experimenting together, didn’t we?”
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Olympic Countdown: Training Parker (1)
Today was a relatively quiet day. My cameraman Chad and I had put together a plan to show our new co-worker Vince the ropes to a couple of important elements of our work.
Vince was 20 years old, but he looked younger than that. He tried to appear more mature by growing a goatee and sideburns which looked slightly ridiculous and, instead of giving him a rougher, more street-wise look, had quite the opposite effect: Due to his lack of beard growth, he looked more like a pubescent boy than like a man.
We were sitting in front of the computer and Chad and I introduced him to our editing software.
Using one of the “One on one” episodes as an example, we started by making Vince choose and edit some stills to use as preview pictures for the videos.
“What about this one?” Vince asked, running the mouse over the mouse pad.
One the screen was a close-up of Zach’s massive manhood. His cock in the middle of spurting one of his trademark cum shots, with sticky semen sputtering out of its tip, while his balls were flattened into his crotch by a bare foot.
Chad nodded. “Good choice.” He reached for the mouse and selected another frame. “But personally I’d choose this one. Can you guess why?”
Vince looked at the screen. “I guess”, he said, “because that’s the moment when the testicles are crunched flat?”
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Zach the cheater: Zach and Maggie
Featured in this story: Leo and Zach (click for pictures)
This morning, I received a phone call from Zach.
“Can you talk?” he asked conspicuously.
“It’s Chad’s day off and Vince has found another part-time job at some sports equipment factory”, I said. “Apparently he is in charge of the cup testing department.”
“So you are alone?” Zach asked.
“Yes”, I said. “Would you like to come by?” I looked at my watch. “I have an appointment with Leo in two hours but I’m free now.”
An hour later, Zach was at the studio.
“Mission accomplished”, he said, smiling, when he entered the room.
The tall, 20 year old frat guy looked hot. His blond hair was cut short and he was wearing jeans and a white t-shirt.
“I fucked her”, he grinned, waving the camera I had lent him. “And I got it on cam…”
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Logan’s high school diary 1
Featured in this story: Logan (click for pictures)
After Logan had joined our team a few weeks ago, he had suggested to borrow one of our cameras to take it to his school and shoot some stuff for a video diary. The blond 18 year old high school senior was very popular with our members, and I liked the idea.
This morning, the first part had been in the mail. I popped the DVD into the player.
“Hi, this is Logan”, he smiled, holding the camera in his hand and filming his own face. “I’m 18 years old and
I’m a senior here at Josiah E. Bartlet high school. I’m gonna show you my school and introduce you to some of my friends. I’m pretty sure you’ll like it. Why don’t we---“
Suddenly, he was interrupted by two guys, roughly the same age as Logan.
One of them, a tall black haired boy with glasses and a three day stubble, grabbed his shoulders and jumped up and down, making goofy faces for the camera.
The other one, a lanky kid with spiky blond hair, appeared in front of Logan, pushing his head between Logan and the camera, cheering and shaking his head wildly.
Logan laughed. “Hey, this is my video diary. Get out of the frame, guys!”
Sunday, March 1, 2009
New poll: Ballbusting Olympics 2009
Last week I asked you to tell me your ideas for the Ballbusting Olympics 2009. Now you can vote for your favourites in a new poll.
Most of the sports are self-explanatory with the possible exception of Footy and Tug-of-War, that's why I added a description for those to right below the poll. (I hope I managed to give you a good description, I tend to have problems explaining things in short sentences... If you have alternative descriptions that hit the nail on the head, please let me know and I'll change the wording...).
Thanks!
Poll results: Favourite character from the rival site?
Thanks to everyone who voted in the poll! Here are the results:
Dima, the Russian 38%
Harley, the geek 36%
Andrew and Brett, the twins 7%
Itsuki, the Japanese 5%
Scott, the jock 4%
Rex, Warren's cousin 3%
Warren, the owner 1%
I don't like any of them. 5%
I like all of them. 1%
So Dima is your favourite, followed on his heels by Harley. I'm thinking about including Dima and Harley as a team in the Ballbusting Olympics. What do you think?