Friday, June 20, 2014

Hotdogs: Zach's ballbash barbecue (1)

Update 11/24/2018: Artwork restored.

Special thanks to my friend Champ for the inspiration, the idea, a lot of plot details - and this awesome piece of art!

Featured in this story: Ben, CalKev and Zach (click for pictures)

“Hey Zach, this hotdog is almost as big as your cock!” Ben shouted, laughing.

The 20 year old jock was standing at the barbecue grill, wearing nothing but a pair of skimpy black speedos that were barely able to contain his ample manhood. The flimsy fabric was bulging, leaving nothing to the imagination, showing the outline of Ben’s juicy cock and his big nuts.

Ben’s muscular body was glistening with sweat. It was a hot summer day, and the fact that Ben had volunteered to operate the grill and was standing near the fire made his sweat pores work in overdrive.

In the pool, muscular swimmer Cal was floating on a pool ring, his eyes closed, enjoying the sun.

“Huh?” Zach grunted. The blond frat guy wasn’t paying attention. He was wearing a tight-fitting grey t-shirt and a pair of blue baseball shorts that looked like they were a little bit too small to hold his oversized genitalia. He had a huge dick and a hefty pair of balls to match. His short blond hair disappeared under a blue baseball cap.

He was playing catch with Kev, each of them having their left hand inside a baseball glove, throwing a baseball back and forth. Zach’s heavy wooden baseball bat was lying in the grass near the pool. Someone from Zach’s frat had written “Zach has an even bigger one” near the Rawling’s “Big Stick” logo.

Just like Zach, Kev was wearing a ridiculously tight-fitting pair of old school baseball shorts that looked like they were about to burst at the seams. At the back, his muscular butt was pressing against the green fabric, at the front, his big package was pushing forward. Kev had thrown his t-shirt onto the ground and was playing shirtless, displaying his muscular, tan chest.

“I said, this hotdog is almost as big as your dick”, Ben repeated.

Zach turned his head, trying to catch a glimpse of the piece of meat that Ben was referring to. On first sight, the hotdog in question bore a remarkable resemblance to the massive schlong that was swinging between Zach’s muscular thighs. Zach’s mouth widened to a goofy grin. He opened his mouth to say something appropriate, but before he could make a suggestive remark, he was rudely interrupted by a perfect throw courtesy of Kev.

The baseball hit him right in the crotch just below his absurdly big, heavy dick, hitting both of his juicy babymakers dead-on. It embedded itself firmly in Zach’s huge bulge, causing Zach to instantly freeze, a blank expression on his face.

The baseball dropped onto the ground, rolling away innocently, leaving behind a severely traumatized pair of extralarge testicles.

“Sorry”, Kev chuckled, not looking apologetic at all.

Zach let out a wheezing groan. He looked hilarious, his mouth hanging open, his eyes open wide. Slowly, very slowly, his beautiful blue eyes crossed and he let out a pitiful whimper.

Ben and Kev burst out laughing.

“Holy fuck, man”, Ben cried out, clapping his hands, “you really got him good…”

Kev shrugged, grinned and took a bow. “Thanks!”

Like in slow motion, Zach’s knees folded inward until they met. At the same time, his hands tentatively made their way towards the source of his pain. His face scrunched up, and a pathetic sob escaped his lips. Finally, his hands found his balls and he cupped them with the baseball glove. Oddly, even the huge leather glove seemed too small to hold his large, heavy nuts.

“Ow”, Zach squeaked in a high-pitched voice before falling onto his side, collapsing on the grass and curling up in a little ball. Apparently his shorts were too tight-fitting to allow for such a movement of his body. There was the sound of a huge tear as Zach’s naked ass peeked through the ripped fabric.

Kev chuckled and walked over to his buddy. He patted Zach’s naked butt and grabbed the baseball.

“Great pitch!” Ben grinned.

“I know”, Kev said and joined Ben at the barbecue grill. He held the baseball up to his nose and sniffed. “Ugh”, he shuddered. “Smells like Zach’s nutsack.”

Ben laughed. “That’s because you threw it so hard.”

Kev grinned, glanced at the bulging front of Ben’s speedos and hurled the ball at Ben’s crotch.

Ben tried to turn away but the ball connected with his ample package with a dull thud. Ben yelped in pain and doubled over. Moaning, he grabbed the barbecue tongs and thrust it at Kev’s balls.

“Ugh!” Kev exclaimed, dropping the baseball and covering his crotch.

Laughing, he tackled Ben who landed on his back on the patio stones.

Kev wrested the tongs from Ben’s hands and grabbed hold of Ben’s bulging balls with them. Kev clamped his hand shut, squishing Ben’s plump balls and making Ben groan in pain.

“You bastard!” Ben croaked.

“Come on, let me put those suckers on the grill”, Kev laughed, twisting and pulling on Kev’s nuts with the tongs, making Ben scream in pain.

“You bastard!” Ben shrieked in a high-pitched voice.

Behind Kev, Cal got out of the pool. The black swimmer’s muscular body was dripping with water and his grey speedos were soaking wet, clinging to his massive gonads and his king-size dick that was pointing to the side. Even soft, his dick looked like an extra thick tube of cookie dough, constrained inside his speedos along with two overripe lemons.

He looked at Zach who was lying on the ground, covering his gonads and whimpering in pain. Then he turned to Kev and Ben who were engaged in a heated testicle-shattering battle next to the grill.

Kev continued twisting and squishing Ben’s testicles with the tongs, laughing his ass off as Ben tried to pull the vicious instruments away from his precious possessions.

Casually, Cal stepped up behind Kev, dropped on one knee and threw a hard uppercut up between Kev’s muscular thighs. His fist connected perfectly with Kev’s nuts that were held tight by his shorts.

Kev instantly let go of the tongs and Ben rolled to the side, slipping his hands into his speedos and clutching his bruised gonads.

Kev let out a pitiful groan and his eyes clenched shut. He grabbed his manhood, moaning in pain and sank to his knees. “Didn’t see that coming”, he said in a strained voice. “Good one, Cal. You smashed them both to bits.”

Cal grinned, rubbed his hands, and said casually, “I think we’re ready to eat…”


bbmal said...

Wow, this is awesome! Great to see Zach and Kevin and the rest of the boys at it again, and Corsair's illustrations are excellent! I really can't wait to read the next installment! Excellent job my friend!

Alex said...

Hey bbmal, thanks for your feedback! I'm glad you like the first part - and wait till you read the rest! Corsair had a lot of brutal ideas for the guys... :-))

The next part will be up next Friday.

Anonymous said...

Love it, can't wait for the next part!
That bit with the tongs ;)

Alex said...

Thank you! Those tongs sure are vicious... :-))

Anonymous said...

Great work. Glad to see you back in action!

Alex said...

Thanks for your comment! I have a couple of stories that I'm working on right now... :-))

guy787970 said...

Hot!! It is so great to see the return of my favorite frat!

Alex said...

Thanks for your feedback! I'm glad you like the story!

Anonymous said...

That's fabulous... love the scene of the tongs (let put those on the grill :D lmao)

Alex said...

Thanks for your comment! I'm glad you enjoyed the story! :-))