Thursday, October 10, 2013

Zach the cheater: A night to remember

Special thanks to my friend bbmal for all his ideas and support!

Previous parts: 
Indecent proposal
Zach and Maggie
Zach and Stephanie.

Warning: Contains graphic heterosexuality, graphic homosexuality and f/m ballbusting.

Featured in this story: Zach (click for pictures)

I don’t remember how it all started. It seems like it was ages ago that an anonymous donor contacted me with a very special request. Apparently he was infatuated with our super-endowed model Zach, because the letter that the Mystery Man sent me was basically a love letter to 20 year old Zach and his enormous equipment.

Granted, Zach was a hot stud, horse-hung and very attractive with blond hair and blue eyes, and muscles in all the right places. The strange thing was that Mystery Man didn’t ask for a personal session with Zach. We had gotten a lot of those requests recently, and Zach had denied each and every one of them because he was concerned about having to bend over and get fucked in the butt by some ugly perv.

No, this letter was different. There was a photo of a beautiful girl attached to the letter, and Mystery Man asked Zach to find her, fuck her and tape it with a video camera.

That alone would have been very alluring to Zach whose cock was like a dowsing rod that reacted very strongly to any kind of hot pussy…

In this case, there was even a reward in it for Zach.

He didn’t have to think twice.

Unfortunately, the amorous adventure turned out to be quite painful. The hot girl turned out to be our resident skater boy Leo’s sister – who wasn’t exactly pleased when he found out about Zach’s conquest. Let’s just say that Zach’s nuts got thoroughly drained and he walked funny a couple of days…

But Mystery Man seemed quite pleased with the result. Likewise, Zach was very pleased with the money he received, so he agreed to go on a second mission for Mystery Man. This time, the target was a hot young woman trapped in an unfulfilling marriage with a rich but tiny-dicked man. Of course Zach knew just what that girl needed, and he gave it to her. Hard and in the ass.

Again, things didn’t go according to Zach’s plan. The husband surprised them and – in a very painful case of coitus interruptus – busted poor Zach’s balls until they were black and blue.

Mystery Man was pleased and doubled Zach’s reward.

Then things went quiet for some time, and I thought that maybe Mystery Man had lost interest.

But then, one morning, I found a new letter.  I called Zach, expecting him to be less than enthusiastic. But it turned out that Zach had his eyes on a new HD flat screen TV with some sort of bombastic sound system, so he actually jumped at the chance of earning some easy money.

The newest letter promised Zach two thousand dollars. It contained a photograph of a girl around twenty years old, a voluptuous broad dressed in some skimpy tank top, showing ample cleavage and a lascivious smile that spoke volumes. Zach recognized her instantly.

“That’s Brittany”, he said, and I noticed that his cock instantly grew inside his pants. “Her boyfriend lives at my frat house. She’s an easy girl”, he grinned, casually rubbing the meaty rattlesnake that expanded inside his pants until it almost looked as if it reached his knee. Suddenly his eyes lit up and he chuckled. “There’s a party tomorrow night at our frat house. That’s when I’m gonna fuck her…”

He borrowed the camera and took off on another great adventure…


A couple of days later, he returned it. I instantly noticed that he was walking a little bow-legged, and I knew that something must have gone terribly wrong.

I resisted the urge to ask him about the state of his nuts or condole him on the loss of his virility. Instead, I offered him a coke and we sat down in front of the computer.

Wordlessly, Zach handed me the camera. I connected it to the computer.

The screen showed what looked like a messy guy’s room with clothes lying on the ground, scattered around a king sized bed. There were various pieces of furniture, a wardrobe, a desk with a chair, and a couple of book shelves – but the most prominent thing was the bed. It consisted of a metal frame with a fashionable headboard and a footboard. The duvet and the pillows were dressed in plain white linen, and it looked as if the sheets hadn’t been changed for quite some time.

The young woman who I recognized from the photograph as Brittany, was lying on top of the duvet, wearing nothing but red lace panties. Her long black hair contrasted nicely with her perfect tan. Her big breasts were a tad bit too firm to be entirely natural, but her plastic surgeon had done a pretty good job of enhancing her sexual appeal without making her look freakish.

She was looking in the direction of the camera and smiled, licking her lips.

In the background, I heard thumping music. Apparently, Zach’s plan had worked and he had managed to convince Brittany to have fun with him while there was a party going on around them…

Zach’s face appeared onscreen as he adjusted the camera. When he was satisfied he slowly walked over to the bed. He was stark naked and I couldn’t help but admire his body. He had a great ass, a muscular back and strong legs.

The girl looked at him seductively and spread her legs, slowly running her hand between her thighs. “Ready to fuck, stud?”

Zach’s cock stood at full attention. “Sure”, he said casually and reached for her ankle. He kissed it, then he looked at her and smiled. “I’m gonna fuck your brains out.”

The girl giggled. She pointed at the camera and said, “Can I get a copy of that?”

Zach was busy kissing her shin and making his way up to her knee. He let out an affirmative grunt.

“I made a sex tape once with my boyfriend”, Brittany whispered.

Zach looked up. “Hunter?”

Brittany nodded. “We made it here in his room.”

Zach kissed the inside of her thigh. “Was he good?”

Brittany giggled. “What do you want to hear?”

Zach licked his way up, heading for her pussy. “That he’s a douche”, he said, interrupting his slurping for a brief moment.

“He’s a douche”, Brittany whispered.

Zach chuckled and switched sides, running his tongue up her other thigh.

Brittany moaned. “I told him I’d be back soon. He could walk in here any minute”, she whispered, but it didn’t look like she had any plans to stop what they were doing.

Zach had reached his destination, pulled her panties to the side and dove into her pussy, causing her to moan in pleasure and throw her head back.

After a couple of lip-smacking seconds, Zach lifted his head and planted a wet kiss on Brittany’s mouth. “Then we better hurry”, he said in a coarse voice. He reached between her thighs and inserted a finger, eliciting a pleasurable whimper.

Zach lifted his head, smiled at Brittany and let a big gob of saliva drop down onto his erect cock. He spread it generously on his huge schlong and got ready to insert it into Brittany’s pussy.

“Wait”, Brittany said.

Zach raised his eyebrows.

“I’m gonna be on top”, she winked at him.

Zach shrugged and they changed positions.

Brittany dropped her panties and reached under the bed, producing a couple of long ropes. She smiled at Zach and started to tie his hands to the headboard of the bed.

Zach licked his lips and grinned, “You like to be in control, huh?”

Brittany giggled and turned around, tying Zach’s feet to the footboard, making sure to give Zach a little show and let him get a good look at her asshole.

Zach’s cock twitched in anticipation.

When Brittany was finished, she faced Zach and slowly lowered her head, swallowing all of Zach’s massive tool, deep-throating him while glancing up at him seductively.

Zach moaned in pleasure as Brittany was taking every inch of his massive cock down her throat.

Finally, she came up for air, wiped her mouth and sighed. “Now you’re ready.”

“Oh yeah”, Zach said hoarsely. “Take a ride, baby!”

Brittany lined up Zach’s oversized cock with her pussy and inserted it slowly. When her ass touched his sperm-filled plums, she let out a long, deep moan.

Zach closed his eyes.

Brittany started riding Zach like a cowboy at a rodeo, impaling herself on his extraordinary joy stick, jumping up and down and screaming in pleasure. The sound of their bodies slapping against each other filled the room.

After more than ten minutes of non-stop action, I decided to make myself a coffee. I took my time, hearing the noise of heavy-duty sex in the kitchen.

When I returned, they were still at it.

“Good work”, I grinned at Zach who was watching himself onscreen. “Looks like you are having fun.”

Zach hesitated. “Yeah, well, maybe you should wait till you see the end…” He grimaced and unconsciously covered his crotch with his right hand.

I couldn’t help but grin.

On the screen, Brittany was apparently experiencing a massive orgasm, and Zach’s heavy breathing in combination with his intense facial expression told me that he was close, too.

“Yes, baby, yes!” Brittany moaned as Zach fucked her hard. His huge member thrust into her pussy again and again like a meaty, pulsing battering ram.

“I’m gonna flood you, babe!” Zach grunted, his muscular body glistening with sweat. “I’m gonna fill you up!”

“Yes!” Brittany shrieked.

Suddenly, the door opened. The beefy young stud with short, dark hair who stood in the doorway looked like he was struck by lightning.

Astonishment turned into anger very quickly, and he shouted, “Brittany! What the fuck?!”

Neither Zach nor Brittany seemed to hear him. They continued fucking, screaming with pleasure as Zach was approaching his point of no return.

Another young man appeared in the door, looking slightly drunk. He had a silly grin on his face and a bottle of beer in his hand. “Hey, Hunter, come back here, man, we---“ He fell silent when he followed Hunter’s gaze and spotted Zach pounding Brittany. His grin widened even though he shook his head slowly. “That’s not cool, man…”

“Shut up, Jordan!” Hunter said slowly, watching his girlfriend get fucked by Zach’s huge cock.

Jordan shrugged and took a sip from his bottle. He started walking out the door. Then he stopped, thought for a moment, and turned on his heels. He closed the door behind him and leaned against a wall, watching Zach and Brittany with great interest. He looked like a surfer, with sun-bleached blond hair and a tanned face. “Not cool, man”, he said, looking at Hunter sympathetically.

Suddenly, Hunter rushed towards the couple and brutally pulled Brittany off of Zach’s cock. He was strong and built, and even though the silicone in Brittany’s breast probably added a lot of weight to her body, he threw her through the air with astonishing ease.

The girl landed on the ground with a shocked scream, and Zach’s cock slapped against his abs with a wet splat, glistening with her juices.

“Hunter!” Brittany shrieked.

Her boyfriend didn’t even look at her. His eyes were fixed on Zach and his gigantic fuckstick.

It took a moment for Zach to realize that mating season had ended. His expression spoke volumes: Surprise and shock combined with lust and pre-orgasmic horniness made his face look incredibly inappropriate and almost funny.

Notably absent from the emotional cocktail that was visible in his facial features was fear.

“Hey, Hunter”, Zach said hoarsely.

Being tied to the bed, Zach was unable to cover his naked body and his raging erection. His body was tense and his cock looked like it was ready to explode any second.

“Hunter”, Brittany whispered. She got up and put her hand on her boyfriend’s shoulder but Jordan pulled her back, holding on to her arm with a strong grip.

Hunter stared at Zach, looking like a bull getting ready to attack the matador.

“Long time no see”, Zach added.

Maybe it was the adrenaline, maybe it was Zach’s blissful ignorance – whatever the reason, Hunter didn’t look like he was in the mood for idle banter.

“How are you, buddy?” Zach continued slowly. Apparently, it dawned on him that he was in a vulnerable position and that strong, buff Hunter might be contemplating taking advantage of that…

“Hunter!” Brittany shouted. She struggled against Jordan’s strong hold.

“Get out”, Hunter said in a low voice.

Jordan took that as an order, opened the door and threw the naked girl into the hallway where she was met with loud cheers from her friends at the party. Holding her breasts, Brittany stumbled out of the room, stark naked.

The door slammed shut behind her and the sound of a couple of wolf whistles, insinuating shouts and derisive laughter was audible. Apparently Zach’s and Brittany’s noisy performance had attracted quite an audience in the hallway.

Jordan grinned and took a sip from his bottle, leaning back to enjoy the show.

Hunter stared at Zach.

Zach’s huge sack of balls was hanging vulnerably between his thighs and his fat schlong was hard as a rock. His nuts looked like they were ready to give up their load any second, boiling with cum and twitching.

“Hunter?” Zach stammered. “Buddy? Could you, like, untie me?”

Without uttering a word, Hunter walked up to the bed, his eyes fixed on Zach’s huge danglers and his glistening boner.

Zach eyed him cautiously. There was not much he could do, though, since he was completely immobilized by the rope that tied his hands and feet to the metal bed frame.

Hunter reached into a drawer and rummaged around until he found a small pocket knife.

Zach cleared his throat. “Yeah, that’s nice, thanks, yeah. You know, buddy, I’m really---“

“Shut up”, Hunter said sharply.

Zach closed his mouth and gulped.

Hunter held the knife in his hands and watched Zach who uncomfortably shifted on the bed.

“You could, like, cut his nuts off”, Jordan suggested casually.

Zach’s eyes widened.

Wordlessly, Hunter grabbed the end of the rope that fixed Zach’s hands to the headboard. But instead of cutting the knot, he took the tail end of the rope and cut a piece off.

“Hunter?” Zach mumbled, straining and arching his back to see what his betrayed buddy was up to. “What are you---“

“Shut. The fuck. Up”, Hunter snapped.

Jordan chuckled.

Zach stared at Hunter as he put the knife in his pocket and examined the rope. It was about 1.5 feet long.

Zach’s eyes widened as Hunter wrapped it around Zach’s genitalia, tying it tightly around the base of his cock and the base of his sack a couple of times.

“Hunter!” Zach gasped. “What the fuck are you---“

“I said shut up!” Hunter barked.

“Buddy, I mean, I’m sorry and all, you know, there’s no need to---“

“What part of ‘shut up’ don’t you understand?!” Jordan said sternly.

Zach bit his lower lip.

Hunter reached under the bed and produced a grubby grey sock that looked like it hadn’t seen the light of day in a couple of months. On top of that, it seemed stained and kind of crusty, and I wondered whether it had served a different purpose than warming Hunter’s feet when he was lying awake at night…

Without further ado, Hunter stuffed the sock into Zach’s mouth who shouted in protest. Going by the look on his face, his tongue and nose were quite overwhelmed by the reek of Hunter’s bodily fluids on the filthy sock.

A sideways glance to Zach affirmed my suspicion that the sock had left lasting memories. Even now Zach looked like he was ready to puke.

“Is that your cum rag?” Jordan asked, laughing.

Hunter didn’t reply.

“Man, that looks like your cum rag”, Jordan grinned. “Eww, that’s gross.” He didn’t look particularly grossed out, though. He shook his head, chuckling, and raised his beer bottle. “Nice one, man.”

Hunter had finished tying up Zach’s balls, and Zach looked down at his genitalia with sheer horror in his eyes.

His humongous nuts and his raging hard-on were tied in a neat little package: The rope knot around the base of his cock was painfully tight, and his nuts were separated from each other, bulging obscenely. They were threatening to burst through the taut, shiny skin of his sac.

Hunter inspected his handiwork with a bleak expression on his face. “You won’t cum tonight”, he said in a low, menacing voice.

Zach gave a muffled scream, but Hunter silenced him quickly by grabbing his painfully hard cock and twisting his wrist.

Zach’s eyes instantly filled with tears as his cock was brutally bent.

“Ouch”, Jordan cringed in sympathy. “That has to hurt…” He let out a laugh and took another gulp of beer.

Hunter let go of Zach’s hard cock, allowing it to assume its natural shape again, and directed his attention to the two huge testicles.

“You think you can fuck my girlfriend?” he said calmly. He balled his fist and slammed down on Zach’s left nut.

Zach’s agonized scream was muffled by the cum rag gag in his mouth.

“Yeah, tell him!” Jordan chuckled.

“Nobody fucks my girlfriend without my permission”, Hunter continued and sent his fist smashing down on Zach’s right nut with all the force he could muster.

“Fuck yeah!” Jordan yelled.

Zach’s voice rose an octave as he screamed from the top of his lungs, his body convulsing and his muscles tense.

“You could have asked me”, Hunter said after he had waited for Zach’s body to come to rest. He grabbed each of Zach’s ridiculously oversized gonads and squeezed hard.

Zach gagged and retched.

“Maybe I would have given you permission”, Hunter added, twisting his hands in opposite directions, causing Zach to let out a muffled version of a soprano aria.

Jordan chuckled.

“Brittany is hot, I know that”, Hunter sighed, digging his fingernails into the soft flesh of Zach’s meaty gonads. “And we’re not exclusive, you know.” He accentuated his point by yanking at Zach’s trapped nuts, making the naked stud gurgle and retch. “But there’s one rule.” Hunter looked at Zach whose eyes were teary and glassy. “No…” Hunter yanked Zach’s nuts up as hard as he could. “…going…” Hunter yanked up again. “…behind…” He squeezed as hard as he could. “…my back!” Hunter twisted and yanked at the same time, making Zach yodel behind the sock that filled his mouth.

“Yeah, squish that motherfucker’s nuts!” Jordan encouraged his buddy.

Hunter ignored him. “We’ve never tried a threesome”, he said after Zach had stopped screaming. He let go of Zach’s nuts and thought for a moment.

Zach was panting heavily. By now, his blond hair was dripping with sweat.

“I’d be game”, Hunter shrugged. He slapped Zach’s cum-filled plums with his palm. “You could have fucked Brittany’s ass and mine.” He slapped Zach’s bulging balls again, eliciting a pathetic whimper. Hunter looked at Zach with a hint of sadness in his eyes. “I’ve never been fucked in the ass. I might have let you take my cherry.”

“Oooh”, Jordan chuckled.

Hunter turned to Jordan and shrugged. “But he didn’t ask me.”

Jordan nodded. “That’s right. Come on, make him pay!”

Hunter sighed and turned his eyes on Zach’s testicles again. After pausing for a brief moment, he extended his hands to his sides as if he was getting ready to clap his hands. And he did, with a devastating result: Zach’s hapless genitalia got caught in the middle between Hunter’s hands.

Zach gave a muffled howl as his cock and balls were brutally smashed between Hunter’s palms. Again and again, Hunter squished Zach’s poor testicles and his hard cock between his hands, filling the room with the sound of knuckles meeting flesh and Zach’s miserable, muffled screams.

Tears were running down his face and he sounded as if his voice was starting to get hoarse from all the screaming. The fact that his saliva was slowly soaking Hunter’s cum-soaked sock, effectively causing the dried-up spunk to come off the fabric and run down his throat, certainly didn’t lift Zach’s spirits.

“You brought this upon yourself”, Hunter said finally. He looked disappointed and sad. “I trusted you”, he mumbled. “I thought you were my friend.”

He looked Zach in the eyes. Zach was whimpering and mewling in agony.

Hunter cleared his throat and his gaze hardened. “Now I’m gonna fuck Brittany. I am gonna plant my seed deep inside her.”

Jordan chuckled. “That’s the spirit, man!”

Hunter punched Zach’s trapped nuts as hard as he could, causing Zach to let out a muffled shriek that made me cringe in sympathy. “And you?” Hunter turned around and walked towards the door. Before he opened it, he looked at Zach and whispered. “You won’t cum tonight.”

Jordan laughed and patted Hunter’s back. “Nice work, man. You really showed him who’s boss.”

Hunter opened the door and walked out.

We heard the sound of the party as Jordan followed Hunter and left the door open.

The door slammed shut and Zach was left alone, tied to the bed, his extralarge genitalia throbbing and swollen. His cock was rock hard and there was no hope of any relief soon. His bruised and battered nuts looked like they were ready to burst through the taut skin of the sac that was barely able to contain them.

The image on the screen was silent except for Zach’s muffled groaning.

We sat there in silence and watched as the camera continued documenting this humiliating moment in Zach’s life.

“Damn Zach”, I said, grimacing in sympathy. “That sure was---“

“It’s not over yet”, Zach mumbled.

I focused on the screen again.

Jordan entered the room with two guys.

“Go on, have fun”, Jordan grinned, walked out the room again and closed the door behind them.

“Who’s that?” I asked.

“More friends of Hunter’s”, Zach replied. “Tegen and Chase.”

Tegen was a tall and muscular, handsome African-American with jet black curls. Chase was almost as tall as him, with blond hair, wearing a baseball cap.

Both of them were wearing basketball shorts and shirts.

They were having a good laugh at Zach’s expense, cracking jokes about his painful plight and making fun of him.

“I told you, that fucking monster of yours will get you in trouble”, Chase grinned. “See where it got you?” He reached out and slapped Zach’s erect cock with his hand.

Zach whimpered.

“Ew”, Chase grimaced, rubbing his hand against his loose shorts. “It’s all sticky with his juice.”

“Hunter said he made sure he didn’t cum”, Tegen said, pulling at the ropes that painfully confined Zach’s genitalia.

Zach groaned as Tegen pushed and pulled at his trapped valuables.

“Pretty tight”, Tegan shrugged. “I doubt that he’ll be able to spill a load with his junk locked up like that. I guess that’s his prejizz on your hand. Look at how his cock is leaking.”

Zach’s boner was coated in a rich layer of sticky fluid, and precum was oozing out of the tip of his dick.

Chase grinned. “Think of all the sperm sitting in those huge suckers.”

“I bet this batch is already past its prime”, Tegen said with a mischievous grin. He playfully slapped Zach’s right nut that was bulging obscenely. “And this one, too.” With that, he punched Zach in his left nut, sinking his knuckled deep into the abused flesh.

Zach let out a shrill shriek.

Chase laughed. “You sure?”

Tegen shot him an evil grin. “I don’t know, better double-check, huh?”

He held Zach’s right nut steady with his left hand and hammered down on it with his right, flattening it like a pancake and making Zach howl in pain. Then he repeated the maneuver on Zach’s poor left plum, eliciting a muffled yelp, before he came to the conclusion, “Yup, I bet his sperm count is close to zero...”

Chase burst out laughing, and Tegen joined in. Personally, I didn’t find it that funny, but apparently the two basketball players thought it was hilarious.

When they had calmed down, Chase pointed at Zach and said, “Seriously, dude, I don’t know what the girls like about him.”

Tegen shrugged. “He’s got a big stick. Chicks dig a big stick.”

“The girls always tell me that mine is big enough”, Chase said, eyeing Zach’s massive manhood.

Tegen laughed. “Sure she told you that. What do you expect her to say?” He mimicked a girl’s voice, “Oh, Chase, you got a tiny dick but I like you anyways. Now would you please pleasure me with that dildo over there?”

Chase frowned at his buddy.

“Chicks dig a big stick”, Tegen repeated. “It’s that easy.” He shrugged. “That’s why Claudia fucked him. And Melissa. And Andrea. And Monica and Salome, too.” He glanced at his buddy. “How long have you dated Salome?”

“Four months”, Chase said dourly.

Tegen sighed in sympathy. “Damn, that stud has it in for your girlfriends, huh?”

Chase stared at Zach who started to nervously struggle against his restraints.

“I guess you could say that”, Chase said slowly.

Tegen spotted a pair of sneakers on the floor. He grabbed one of them and offered it to Chase. “Here”, he said. “Show him what you do to that big stick of his…”

Chase didn’t hesitate. He grabbed the sneaker at the tip and slammed it into his palm. The sound of the shoe’s sole smacking into his hand echoed through the room.

Zach’s eyes widened as Chase lifted the sneaker and brought it crashing down into his vulnerable nuts. He hit both of Zach’s precious orbs dead-on, making Zach let out a gurgling, muffled scream.

Tegen grimaced in sympathy as he watched Chase lay waste on Zach’s manhood, but he didn’t stop his friend.

Chase pounded Zach’s poor nuts again and again, making Zach struggle against his restraints, his body bucking, as he was groaning and moaning and gagging while his gonads were getting smashed like a piñata.

The notable difference from a piñata, though, was the fact that Zach’s spermtanks didn’t burst and give up their sweet load. Not that Zach wasn’t longing for relief – his cock was rock-hard, pulsing, glistening with precum and ready to fire a massive batch of pent-up sperm. But Hunter had done a very good job at tying Zach’s genitalia tight and firm.

Chase continued pummeling Zach’s bound balls with all the force he could muster, gritting his teeth and muttering insults at the huge endowed stud.

“Get it out of your system”, Tegen said.

“You filthy fuck”, Chase barked as the sneaker hit Zach’s nuts. “You fucking cheater!” He hit Zach’s extralarge gonads again. “You know what you are?!” The shoe crashed into Zach’s taut testicles with a sickening thud, leaving a surprisingly clear imprint of the sole’s profile on the inflamed skin of Zach’s sac. “You are a---“ Chase paused  for a moment. He looked at Tegen. “What do you call a male slut?”

Tegen scratched his head. Then his face lit up. “Zach”, he mused.

Chase looked at him.

The two friends burst out laughing.

Chase turned his attention to Zach’s genitals again and continued bashing his balls in with the sole of the sneaker. “Zach, you are a fucking Zach!” he shouted, laughing. “You fucking Zach, Zach!”

For understandable reasons, Zach didn’t see the humor in Chase’s insults, but that didn’t lessen his tormentors’ joy. The room was filled with their laughter, occasionally interrupted by the smack sound of the sneaker colliding with Zach’s balls, and Zach’s muffled screams of agony.

Finally, Chase threw the sneaker away and slapped Zach’s nuts with his bare hand. He looked at Tegen.

“How did that feel?” Tegen asked.

Chase grinned. “Fucking great.”

Tegen patted his buddy’s shoulder and the two of them left the room. “Good”, Tegen said before they closed the door behind them.

I turned to real-life Zach sitting next to me. “Damn. Those guys really did a number on your nuts. I bet you---“

Zach sighed. “It’s not over yet…”

A group of three girls entered the room. Two of them seemed unimpressed by Zach’s monster equipment, but the third one, an overweight brunette, froze and stammered, “It looks huge!”

Her two friends, one of them blond, the other one a redhead, looked at each other and rolled their eyes.

“Don’t worry, it’s no big deal”, her blond friend said.

“We’re going to talk you through it”, the redhead assisted.

The brunette bit her lower lip. “Okay, how do we start?”

Her friends handed her a sponge and what looked like a horse hair brush.

“First of all”, the blonde said. “You gotta scrub that thing down. You don’t want to catch anything. And then we’ll talk you through it. Oral and anal, right?”

The brunette blushed. “Maybe we could do vaginal, too? There are a couple of things that I don’t quite get.”

“Sure”, the blonde nodded. “Take all the time you need.”

The brunette giggled and jumped onto the bed between Zach’s spread legs.

Zach stared at her, a look of blatant horror on his face.

The brunette ruthlessly grabbed Zach’s nuts and beat them with the wooden end of the brush before avidly brushing them to make sure they were thoroughly clean.

Zach was struggling against his restraints, whimpering and groaning and protesting as loud as the sock in his mouth allowed him to.

When the brunette was satisfied with the state of Zach’s swollen, abused nuts, she grabbed the base of Zach’s thick, pulsing cock. She took a look at the sensitive head at the top of Zach’s dong, sighed and started brushing it with the force of a sailor swabbing the deck.

The next twenty minutes left me cringing in sympathy. The three girls abused Zach’s balls like a trio of professional dominas. While the blonde talked her brunette friend through her riding lessons, the redhead passed the time kicking Zach’s trapped nuts with her high heeled shoes.

Finally, after the brunette had had a couple of orgasms, the three girls left the room, leaving Zach sore and defeated, his rock-hard cock aching for release.

I cleared my throat and looked at Zach.

Zach shook his head.

I turned to the screen again and saw a young couple enter the room. I recognized the guy: It was Reese, a frat brother of Zach’s who had competed in out Ballbusting Olympics. He was a handsome guy with black hair. His girlfriend looked older than him, with blond curls and a cute face. She seemed hesitant, but Reese guided her towards the bed.

“Go on, babe”, he said. “He won’t mind.”

The blonde tentatively climbed onto the bed as Reese took a seat at the other end of the room.

The girl mounted Zach, facing away from him and at her boyfriend. Zach huge, engorged – and by now considerably bruised – cock slowly disappeared inside her, and she moaned in pleasure.

Reese unbuttoned his fly and pulled out his own dick. He stroked it slowly, watching his girlfriend fuck his pal. She started slow at first until she had gotten used to Zach’s enormous size. Then her pace quickened. Soon she was riding him like a pro, her breasts bobbing up and down as she pleasured herself with Zach’s schlong.

Even though Zach didn’t look like he enjoyed the ride as much as the rider did, his hips met her body with eager thrusts. His face was contorted in pain, but his body acted like a well-oiled sex machine.

“Yeah, that’s it”, Reese said softly, jerking his cock with one hand and caressing his chest under his shirt with the other. “Ride him like a stallion. Fuck, babe, that’s so fucking hot!”

After a couple of minutes, the girl’s moans got more ecstatic. Reese’s breathing quickened as he furiously stroked his hard cock.

Finally, the girl yelled, “I’m cumming!”

Reese groaned. “Me too, babe, me too!”

As the girl shrieked in pleasure, Reese shot his load across the room. It splattered onto the scattered clothes and the grubby floor, leaving wet stains and puddles.

Without a word, the girl climbed off of Zach and hurried out of the room.

Reese stuffed his cock back into his jeans and walked up to his buddy, a satisfied smile on his face. He winked at Zach and said, “Thanks, buddy, that was awesome…”

He glanced at Zach’s tied genitalia and grimaced. “That looks so wrong…”

Zach stared at him, trying to get Reese to free him with muffled groans.

Reese sighed. With a disgusted expression on his face, he pulled the filthy sock out of Zach’s mouth. It was drenched in Zach’s spit. Judging from the look on Reese’s face, the combination of Hunter’s dried cum and Zach’s spit created a very special aroma.

Zach coughed. “Thanks, buddy”, he whispered hoarsely. “Now please untie me.”

Reese bit his lower lip. “Sorry, buddy, no can do.”

Zach whimpered miserably. “What?!”

Reese shrugged. “There’s a line outside the door. I can’t just spoil it for everyone.” Despite Zach’s protests, Reese stuffed the grungy, soaked sock back into his mouth. “You understand that, right?”

Zach whimpered.

Reese grinned and waved at Zach. “See you later, buddy.”

He walked out the room and left the door open for a young guy who looked like he was barely 18 years old.

“Have fun, newbie”, Reese said as the young guy closed the door.

The boy leaned against the door and stared at Zach whose erection was protruding from his loins like a king’s scepter. The look on the boy’s face said that he was a willing and eager courtier…

He had a lanky frame and a pale complexion. His hair was ash-blond and cut short, and he was wearing glasses.

He came up to Zach with a cautious expression on his face, approaching him like a gazelle coming near a sleeping lion.

“Hi”, the boy said in a low voice.

Zach groaned a muffled response.

The boy stared at Zach a couple of seconds. Then he took off his pants and underwear but he kept his t-shirt and his glasses on. He shyly covered his genital area, trying to conceal his below-average sized cock.

Zach groaned miserably as he started to suspect what the young guy was up to.

In awe-stricken silence, the boy stroked Zach’s glistening cock a couple of times.

Zach let out an involuntary moan.

Intrigued by the rope tied around the base of Zach’s dong and his huge, separated gonads, the teen reached out and massaged Zach’s testicles while slowly jerking Zach’s monster cock.

The boy plucked up courage and lubed his asshole with Zach’s prejizz that was coating his hand. Then he straddled him and inserted Zach’s massive tool. Slowly, he slid down on Zach’s member until his thighs touched Zach’s pubes, gasping in pleasure. His cock was hard as a little rock.

The teen needed a couple of seconds to accommodate Zach’s fiery rod. He had his eyes closed and grimaced as he slowly started moving up and down, fucking himself with Zach’s monster cock as if it was a dildo. Soon, he was bouncing up and down, moaning with pleasure, impaling himself on Zach’s member and looking positively thrilled.

He was facing Zach but he avoided looking him in the eyes, instead effectively using the immobilized stud’s huge tool solely to satisfy his own needs.

Zach groaned and moaned, torn between involuntary pleasure, a certain reluctance to penetrate a man’s ass, and the not entirely far-fetched assumption that the teen was going to cum without him.

The boy continued bouncing happily on Zach’s dick, making sure to take Zach’s all the way on the downstroke. His bony ass connected with Zach’s trapped meatballs every time, crunching them hard and causing Zach to moan louder and louder.

Zach’s balls bounced against the newbie’s ass, bringing shrieks of pain from Zach’s lips.

Suddenly and without prior notice, the boy’s body convulsed and he shot a thick, heavy load of cum that sailed through the air and landed splattering on Zach’s pain-contorted face. Batch after batch of hot, spunky teen age cum erupted all across Zach’s upper body and his face, coating him in a sticky layer of salty cream.

The boy’s body convulsed with every spurt of jizz and the boy leaned back, trapping Zach’s poor balls underneath him, flattening them with the weight of his body and making Zach let out a gurgling, muffled scream.

When his orgasm had subsided, the boy’s glasses were misty, and he had a shocked expression on his face. Apparently, he had been looking forward to a much longer ride. He stared at his spilled load of cum that covered Zach’s chest and face.

Zach had his eyes closed.

Still impaled on Zach’s oversized cock, the boy reached behind him and fondled Zach’s throbbing testicles. He bounced up and down a couple of times, but apparently he wasn’t in the mood for a post-orgasmic ride. The young guy’s cock was deflating rapidly, and maybe the pleasure of feeling Zach’s huge schlong inside him was giving way to the pain such a big, fat dong could cause.

With a disappointed sigh, the boy descended, releasing Zach’s oversized rod that looked fiery red, swollen and sore. The boy bit his lower lip and looked at Zach. He seemed to think about something. After a quick glance towards the door, the teen grabbed Zach’s big, swollen jewels and squeezed them hard.

Zach groaned in pain.

The boy blinked and slapped Zach’s nuts with his open palm, bringing an anguished yelp from Zach’s lips. A slight smile appeared on the teen’s face and he balled his fist. Watching Zach closely, he punched Zach’s balls three times in rapid succession.

Zach struggled against his restraints, screaming into his gag.

The teen bit his lower lips. He looked like he was said that his little adventure had come to an end so prematurely. With a sigh, he put on his clothes and left the room.

Jordan, the blond surfer guy we had seen earlier, entered the room, followed by five or six hunky, drunk frat brothers. Jordan held a bottle of beer in one hand and a baseball in the other one.

“Alright, guys”, he said, a drunk grin on his face. “We all know that next week is the Annual Nutball Tournament. And now it’s time for target practice!”

The guys cheered and clapped as Zach stared at them with a look of horror on his face.

The screen went black.

We sat in silence for a moment.

I cleared my throat and looked at Zach.

“That looked like you had one hell of a night”, I said sympathetically.

Zach sighed. “I gotta say, these guys are pretty good at Nutball. Now I know why they always manage to take the trophy…”

I chuckled. “How long did they train on you?”

Zach shrugged. “No idea. Maybe an hour?”

I grimaced in sympathy. “And I guess that wasn’t the end of it?”

Zach shook his head, a miserable expression on his face.

I grimaced in sympathy. “When did they let you go?”

“In the morning”, Zach said slowly. “Two of the guys came into the room with a frying pan and told me they were going to scramble my eggs and eat them for breakfast.”

I must have looked pretty shocked, because Zach quickly added. “They didn’t, don’t worry. It was a joke. They just pounded my nuts with the pan a couple of times and brought me to my room.”

I gulped. “You must be pretty mad at your frat brothers…”

Zach shrugged. “They have done worse…”

I had trouble believing that. “They have?”

Zach thought for a moment. “Maybe not.” He sighed. “But I guess I would have done the same.” There was a pause before Zach quickly added, “Except of course for the stuff the newbie did.”

I chuckled. “Sure.” I glanced at Zach’s crotch. “You didn’t cum at all that night, huh?”

Zach shook his head, grimacing.

“You must have had a serious case of blue balls”, I said.

“More like black and blue”, Zach sighed. He casually opened the fly of his jeans and showed me his junk.

It looked ghastly, like a tasteless Halloween joke.

“Did you go see a doctor?” I asked, seriously concerned about the state of Zach’s manhood. I didn’t want him to suffer permanent damage, for his sake and for the sake of our website. He was one of our prime stallions, and I certainly didn’t want to lose him.

“One of my friends, AJ, he is going to be a doctor”, he said, wincing in pain as he stuffed his genitalia back into his pants. “He said I’ll be fine. He told me he knew some new kind of treatment and we’ll start tonight.”

I had to suppress a laugh. I knew AJ and I was quite certain that Zach was in for a paiful surprise…

I decided to change the topic. “You earned two thousand dollars that night”, I said.

Zach stood and hobbled towards the door. “That’s my new TV”, he said, smiling.

“Have fun with it”, I said and closed the door behind him.

I shook my head and sat down in the kitchen, lighting a cigarette and wondering whether we’d hear from Mystery Man again...


refix said...

Great story as always, Zach is one of my favorite character, other is David. I like the part when Hunter bend Zach cock, I wish he can do it more with serious damage.
I wonder if someday Zach get a really bad karma from what he had done, like an accumulated of bad karma he had when he laid on someone's girls. A Penile fracture. Burnt cock because of a taser and other. THAT is gonna be great.
But of course, after some time in operation table, therapy and stuff he will back. With slight of curves cock maybe lol

Alex said...

Thanks for your feedback! I'm glad you like the story. Personally, I'm not a friend of brutal, lasting injuries so I guess Zach's fate is receiving all that karma backlash in small, painful dosages... :-))