Wednesday, August 28, 2013

Sammy the ball doctor: Treating Kev

A little while ago, Knave (genius cartoonist and creator of the amazing Indestructible Nuts Gym - which you should definitely check out if you haven't had a look already...) had a kickstarter project to fund The World’s First Ballbusting Cartoon Show, offering various incentives to the people who pledged. Sadly, the project didn’t generate enough money.

I pledged in the kickstarter project, and – with Knave’s permission – I want to share my incentive with you. It’s one of the rare examples of Knave drawing a male/male ballbusting cartoon, and I love it. The following story is inspired by Knave’s drawing.

Big thanks to Knave for this great work of art! Make sure you check out his blog, visit his site and become a member of his wonderful Indestructible Nuts Gym!

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

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

“You feeling comfortable?” I asked Kev who was bare naked, standing next to me with his hands covering his crotch.

“Sure”, Kev said, trying to sound confident. The 20 year old jock had a fantastic body. He was tall and muscular, with strong biceps and perfect six pack abs. As if trying to make a point, he took his hands away from his crotch, running one hand through his brown hair and running the other one over his hairless chest, allowing us to get a good look at his impressive manhood.

I raised my eyebrows. “You shaved.”

Kev smiled sheepishly. “Yup.” He looked down his body. There was a not a single hair visible below his neck. His long, fat cock was as smooth as his low-hanging sack of plum-sized balls.

“It looks great”, Sammy said, smiling. “Makes your cock look even bigger…” The 18 year old redhead was wearing a nurse’s uniform that he had brought from his day job at a hospital. He cracked his knuckles and grinned. “And it’s practical. Sometimes, when I get my hands on a guy’s junk, I rip out his pubic hair.” The lanky skater grimaced. “It hurts.” He reached over and weighed Kev’s nuts in his hand. “Now there’s nothing to distract you from the pain in those big, juicy nuts of yours.” He looked at Kev and winked.

Kev gulped.

Sammy weighed Kev’s balls in his hand and thought for a moment. “They’re pretty full, huh?”

Kev cleared his throat. “You know, I’d be very thankful if you didn’t make me blow my load today.”

Sammy grinned. “I’ll see what I can do.”

“Okay”, I said and clapped my hands, “let’s get started.”

We were standing in the practice of a doctor friend’s of mine. He allowed us to use it for our naughty little skits when the patients had gone. It was your typical doctor’s room, with lots of drawers and an examination table.

I turned to Kev. “In this scene, you are a wrestler. Your trainer has sent you to see Sammy because your nuts have proven to be a liability.”

Kev looked at me.

“They are way too fragile”, I continued. “They are an embarrassment for the whole team. So you come to see Doctor Sammy for help.”

“Well”, Kev grinned, fondling his heavy ballsack, “that’s a bit of a stretch, right?”

I smiled. “Yeah, it requires a bit of acting…”

“Don’t worry”, Sammy winked at Kev. “I’m gonna help you sell it…”

I looked at my cameraman Chad who had set up the lighting and the cameras. “You ready?”

“Ready”, Chad mumbled.

“Alright”, I said. “Let’s go.”

“One thing”, Kev said. He pointed at his naked body. “You want me to come into the room like this? I mean, I have been sitting in the waiting room naked?”

I shrugged. “Artistic license.”

Kev chuckled. “Whatever you say…” He thought for a moment. “Anything special you want me to do?”

“Nah”, I said. “Just go along with it and don’t break character.”

Kev nodded and walked out the room.

I looked at Sammy and smiled. “Have fun!”

Sammy grinned and rubbed his hands. “You bet…”

“Action!” I shouted.

Kev knocked.

“Come in”, Sammy said cheerfully.

Kev opened the door and walked into the room, shyly hiding his massive equipment with his hands. “Hello doctor”, he mumbled.

Sammy couldn’t hide a smile. “Ah, you must be Kev”, he said. “Your trainer has told me all about you. You’re the one with the weak nuts, right?”

“I guess”, Kev muttered.

Sammy patted the examination table. “Have a seat”, he said, smiling. He grabbed a sheet of paper and studied it.

Kev sat down, his muscular arm gingerly covering his manhood.

Sammy looked up at Kev. “Well, your trainer told me you need some special work”, Sammy said, a hint of smile on his lips. “Don’t be shy, show me what you got.”

Kev put his hands behind him and leaned back.

“Ah, I see”, Sammy said, leaning forward to get a good look at Kev’s genitalia. “You’ve got quite a lot to work with, huh?”

Kev blushed.

“No need for modesty”, Sammy smiled. “That’s a nice, fat pair of testicles, and a great, big penis to match.”

“Thanks”, Kev mumbled.

With a gentle smile, Sammy placed the paper on the ground and cupped Kev’s big balls in his hands and squeezed them lightly.

Kev inhaled sharply and his cock twitched.

Sammy sighed. “I see. That’s what we call a testicular erection. It’s more common than you’d think. The slightest touch of the scrotum causes an erection.” He smiled knowingly. “That must be pretty hard when you’re wrestling, right?” He grinned. “Pun intended…”

Kev bit his lower lip. “Yeah.”

Sammy looked at the sheet of paper. “It says here”, Sammy said, “that your cock slipped out of your singlet, right?”

Kev nodded, an embarrassed expression on his face. “Yeah.” He paused. “And then I kinda exploded.”

Sammy nodded.

Kev sighed and continued. “And I covered my opponent in, you know,…”

“Jizz”, Sammy said.

“Yup”, Kev mumbled. “His face was covered in it. It was horrible. And the worst thing is that I’m the captain of the celibacy club.” He bit his lips. “It was so embarrassing…”

Sammy grimaced in sympathy. “Yeah, sounds awful… Thank god you are here now. Trust me, when we’re done, that won’t happen again.” With a playful squeeze that made Kev moan and his cock twitch again, Sammy let go of Kev’s gonads.

Grimacing, Kev massaged his testicles.

Sammy opened a drawer and produced a reflex hammer. “Let’s start with some mild pain.”

Kev’s eyes widened as he saw the little hammer that Sammy was holding in his hand. “That doesn’t exactly look ‘mild’ to me”, he said, tenderly cupping his nuts.

Sammy smiled. “We call this a testicle tenderizer.” He gently pried Kev’s hands away from his balls and grabbed them with his left hand. His fingers clamped around the neck of his sack, causing his balls to bulge obscenely above Sammy’s fist.

Kev gulped. “A testicle tenderizer?” he whispered.

“That’s right”, Sammy said cheerfully. Smiling brightly, he started tapping the tender flesh of Kev’s meatballs with the little hammer. “First we’ll get your balls used to this feeling”, he explained while tapping Kev’s plums at a steady pace. “It’s important to be able to endure constant pain in your weakest area.”

“Is it?” Kev groaned hoarsely, grimacing in pain.

“Oh, definitely”, Sammy said blithely. He increased the force of the hammer taps and went back and forth between Kev’s left nut and his right nut. With the precision of a goldsmith, he tenderized his poor patient’s nuts, making sure to keep the pace and sink the business end of the hammer into the tender testicles harder and harder.

After thirty or forty increasingly hard hits, Kev’s indistinct moans turned into anguished whimpers until he screamed louder and louder with every hit.

Sammy chuckled and continued bashing Kev’s balls with his neat little hammer.

“Fuck!” Kev exclaimed, grimacing in pain. Sweat was starting to run down his face and the color of his head changed into a healthy red. “Damn!”

Sammy grinned. “Just a hundred more taps.”

“What?!” Kev gasped.

“Fifty per testicle”, Sammy explained, an innocent smile on his face as he concentrated on hitting the exact spot on Kev’s sore testicles over and over again.

Kev let out an anguished wail.

With a playful wink, Sammy smashed his hammer into the head of Kev’s rock-hard cock, making Kev howl in pain.

“See, it’s already working”, Sammy said casually. “You haven’t ejaculated yet.”

 Kev’s eyes clenched shut and he let out a guttural growl.

Sammy laughed. “It can’t be that bad, you’re not singing soprano…”

“Fuck!” Kev groaned, his hands gripping the top of the examination table as the sound of Sammy’s hammer smashing his meaty balls echoed through the room.

“Let’s count down together”, Sammy suggested. “Ten.”

The voices of Sammy and Kev made a very strange combination as they counted the hits to Kev’s poor nuts. While Sammy’s voice was gleeful and bright, Kev sounded decidedly more glum, talking with a strained and hoarse voice.

“Nine”, Kev groaned.

“Eight”, Sammy sang.

“Seven”, Kev grunted.

“Six”, Sammy chirped.

“Five”, Kev moaned.

“Four”, Sammy crowed.

“Three”, Kev whimpered.

“Two”, Sammy cheered.

“One”, Kev coughed in a toneless voice. He looked like he was going to throw up any second.

“And another one for good measure!” Sammy smiled as he smashed the little hammer down as hard as he could. It dug deep into the tender nutmeat, making Kev let out a high-pitched wail.

Sammy let go of Kev’s trapped testicles and watched Kev double over and clutch his testicles.

His dick was hard as a rock, pointing at the ceiling, coated in precum and dripping wet.

Sammy chuckled. “You liked that, huh?”

Kev let out a bitter laugh. “No, I didn’t!”

Sammy sighed. “If you didn’t like that, then you’re going to hate what we’re doing next.”

Kev’s eyes widened. “You mean we aren’t finished?!”

Sammy laughed. “Oh, please! You really thought we could cure you with a little tenderizing?” He shook his head. “This was just the beginning.”

Kev groaned in pain.

“Now that your testicles are nice and tender, we can deal with your problem head on”, Sammy reached out and grabbed Kev’s slick cock and jerked it a couple of times.

“Careful”, Kev moaned.

Sammy chuckled. “This thing feels like steel.”

“Careful!” Kev gasped as Sammy’s hand slid over the sensitive tip of his cock.

A cheeky spurt of cum squished out of Kev’s dick, sailing through the air. Kev watched it, a mixture of fascination and sadness on his face.

His facial expression changed rather suddenly, when Sammy grabbed the base of his cock with one hand and his sore nuts with the other one. Biting his lips, a determined look on his face, Sammy twisted both of his hands, making Kev hold his breath. His eyes crossed and he let out a wheezing moan.

“There”, Sammy smiled proudly as Kev’s orgasm was rudely interrupted. His cock twitched a couple of times and the fat head of his cock pulsed desperately, but the eruption had stopped.

Kev stared at Sammy, dumbfounded and cross-eyed, looking quite dorky and incredibly horny at the same time.

Sammy couldn’t help but laugh. He let go of Kev’s genitals, allowing him to roll to the side with a pitiful whimper, covering his valuables and almost sobbing.

“Now”, Sammy said. “Get up and spread your legs. Time to get real.”

Kev groaned and stood in front of Sammy, his legs spread apart, his fat testicles dangling vulnerably between his thighs. They were visibly swollen from Sammy’s expert treatment with the reflex hammer. Even after his aborted orgasm, Kev’s cock was rock-hard and throbbing, glistening with precum and the tiny portion of sperm that prematurely escaped his balls.

Sammy cracked his knuckles and took a step back. “Spread them wider”, he said gently. “Come on.”

Kev let out a reluctant grunt but he did as he was told.

As soon as Kev had assumed his position, his legs spread wide apart, his hands behind his back, Sammy launched a powerful kick that connected perfectly with both of Kev’s plum-shaped testicles. Sammy’s instep rammed Kev’s nuts into his pelvis, flattening them against his body. The sickening sound of Kev’s nuts deflating by force of Sammy’s foot filled the room.

The air left Kev’s lungs and his cheeks puffed in a comical grimace.

Before he had a chance to cover his abused gonads, Sammy followed up with another nut-crunching kick that lifted Kev off the ground and made him wail in a high-pitched voice before collapsing on the ground, cupping his nuts and screaming in pain.

Sammy waited patiently for his patient to recover.

Grudgingly, Kev assumed his position again, looking anything but happy – even though his cock looked happy enough, heavy and hard, bouncing vibrantly against his abs.

Sammy kicked Kev’s nuts again. This time, the tip of his foot barely grazed Kev’s left nut, but it caught Kev’s right nut dead-on, eliciting an ear-piercing shriek from Kev’s lungs and causing the poor stud to fall to his knees and rock back and forth.

Once again, Sammy waited.

Kev looked up at him, his eyes glassy, his face a mask of pain. “Please?” he whispered in a toneless voice.

“One more”, Sammy smiled gently.

Kev groaned and fondled his sore testicles.

“Come on, one more”, Sammy repeated.

Kev closed his eyes and inhaled deeply.

“This is fucked up”, he mumbled, and I didn’t know whether he was acting or not.

Finally, he got up and spread his legs again. His nuts looked bruised and sore. They were swollen so much that they filled up his entire sac.

Sammy grimaced in sympathy. Then he brought his leg back and let it sail between Kev’s legs in a perfect, elegant arc. His instep collided with Kev’s sperm-filled testicles and rammed them into his pelvis, flattening them like pancakes.

With a little, high-pitched cheep, an admirably accurate imitation of a baby blackbird falling out of its nest, Kev’s eyes crossed, his knees met and he sank to the ground, a dumb and incredibly cute expression on his face.

Sammy let out a laugh and patted Kev’s back. “Good work! We’re getting somewhere!”

Kev whimpered something unintelligible and Sammy laughed again. “No, no, no. There’s one last thing we’ll have to do.”

He helped Kev lie down on the examination table.

Kev’s body was covered in sweat, his muscles glistening, his cock throbbing.

Sammy sat down on a chair and playfully ran his fingers in circles on Kev’s taut abs.

“This might hurt a little bit”, he said, managing to keep a straight face as Kev let out a bitter laugh.

Sammy grabbed Kev’s tightly-filled sac with both of his hands and started kneading it like a batch of dough.

Kev’s body tensed and his eyes bulged as Sammy went to work like a pizza baker.

Sammy’s lean fingers dug into Kev’s meatballs, squeezing the life out of them. He stopped a couple of times, only to slap Kev’s nuts hard with both of his palms, then he continued squishing and squashing the tender babymakers with his bare hands.

Kev’s cock was reacting violently, leaking precum like a malfunctioning oil dispenser. It created a puddle in his belly button, then ran down either side of his muscular body.

In contrast to Kev, Sammy looked like he enjoyed himself very much. He hummed happily as he wringed Kev’s poor, bloated ballsack, alternating squeezes and twists with hard chops and slaps.

Kev was screaming from the top of his lungs, his face wet with sweat, his cock twitching violently.

Sammy glanced at Kev’s dancing dick and playfully jabbed its puffed head with the edge of his hand.

He focused on Kev’s doughy nuts again, squishing one ball in each of his hands, and making Kev let out an agonized wail.

“You know”, Sammy winked at Kev, “I might break one of these, but the last one will be stronger for it.”

Kev’s jaw dropped as he looked at Sammy as if he was crazy.

“Just kidding”, Sammy laughed. He twisted both of Kev’s balls 180 degrees against each other and watched Kev’s eyes roll back into his head. “Well”, Sammy said, shrugging. “On the other hand, they do feel a little bit squishy…”

Kev gagged and retched.

With a delighted giggle, Sammy pressed his thumbs into the center of Kev’s nuts, making Kev gurgle hoarsely.

Suddenly, his cock erupted with a huge fountain of creamy jizz. Kev’s head shot up as he stared at his cock in disbelief.

“Don’t worry”, he grinned as Kev gasped in pain. “That’s a normal reaction to the testicular massage.”

The first spurt of cum hit Kev right in the nose, causing his head to drop back onto the examination table. He was gasping for air as the second spurt landed spot-on in his mouth, making his cough and gag. The third and fourth spurt fell short of reaching his face, but the fifth one – with a little help from Sammy’s talented fingers squeezing his balls – hit its target again. It splattered Kev’s face, covering his cute features in his own jizz and making him let out a miserable moan.

As hard as Sammy tried, the following seven spurts weren’t able to surpass their predecessors, falling short of reaching his chin but managing to coat his upper body in a thick, creamy load of spunk.

When Kev’s orgasm had subsided and Sammy had squeezed every last drop out of his poor, mangled gonads, Sammy dipped his finger into Kev’s special sauce and brought it to his lips. He sucked on the tip of his finger and smacked his lips.

“Hmmm”, Sammy grinned. “Awesome.”

Kev whimpered in pain, clutched his nuts and rolled to the side.

Sammy rubbed his hands. “Okay”, he said proudly. “I’d say we’ve successfully cured your sperm blockade.”

Kev stared at him, his mouth hanging open. “What are you talking about?” he whispered.

Sammy raised his eyebrows. He looked at the ground and found the sheet of paper that presumably was Kev’s diagnosis.

“Hm”, Sammy mumbled as he read what was written on the paper. “I see.” He looked at Kev and cleared his throat. “So you are the one with the testicular erection, right?”

Kev stared at him.

“I see”, Sammy repeated, blushing. “You know, there are so many people coming here to get treated, sometimes I--- Well, a testicular massage has never hurt anybody, though. And apparently you needed a bit of release…”

Kev blinked.

“You know”, Sammy said quickly. “We’ll deal with the testicular erection next time.”

“Next time?!” Kev whispered.

Sammy nodded. “I don’t have all the instruments here anyway. I need a much bigger hammer, you know, and a piece of rope, and a Bunsen burner.”

Kev’s eyes grew wide as saucers.

“That’s it for today”, Sammy smiled and turned around. “See you next time.”

Kev turned to the camera, a horrified expression on his face.

“And cut! Thank you!” I shouted.

Sammy burst out laughing. “You should have seen your face when I mentioned the Bunsen burner…”

Kev chuckled, even though I could tell that he was in a lot of pain. “You are a cheeky bastard, Sammy…”

Sammy grinned. “Sorry about that load.”

Kev sighed and ran his hand through the sticky mess on his chest. “I’m sorry, too…”

“That was awesome!” I said. “That was absolutely great.”

Sammy grinned proudly.

Kev grimaced and rubbed his sore nuts.

“If you’re up for a sequel, I’m game”, Sammy smiled at Kev.

Kev gulped. “Only if you leave the Bunsen burner out of it. I’ve got no need for a pair of hard-boiled eggs…”

Sammy grinned. “We’ll see…”


Carter said...

That was hot. My secondd favorite Sammy store y, after the one where you got treated.
Any plans for any more?

Alex said...

Thanks for your feedback, Carter!

There is a new story coming for the "Be our guest" series. One of our readers is going to be Sammy's patient. But it's going to be a couple of weeks until I'll be able to publish that one...