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Ryan looked at Kevin and grinned. “I think we’re ready for round two.”
Kevin chuckled.
I gave Vince and Erik a sign to prepare the stage for the next game.
A few minutes later, they had built a platform that was high enough for a man to stand under it. There were two holes in it.
Ryan, Kevin and Zach watched them with growing interest, every one of them sporting massive erections.
Kevin’s and Zach’s faces showed signs of continuing pain and they kept fondling and massaging their bruised, swollen balls.
“The next game is called ‘Piñata’”, I explained with a grin, holding up a massive wooden baseball bat. “I guess that gives you a pretty good idea…” I handed Ryan the baseball bat.
Ryan grinned and weighed the heavy bat in his hand. “Nice. I bet it’s pretty easy to split a sac with that thing…”
Zach gulped.
Kevin’s dick twitched excitedly.
I smiled at them. “The two of you are going to get up onto the platform and lie down on it. I guess you know what’s going through the hole…”
“Our nutsacks”, Zach mumbled, grimacing.
“Bingo”, I grinned.
“We’re fucked”, Zach groaned.
“I guess that’s a pretty accurate observation”, I winked at him. “Ryan will take a couple of swings at your beanbags. The loser is the one to either pass out or pull his nuts out of the hole.”
“What if I manage to split a sack open?” Ryan asked cheekily, watching Zach and Kevin as he played with the baseball bat.
Kevin grinned. “I guess it’s pretty obvious that the poor guy is the loser…”
I chuckled and turned to Ryan. “What’s the punishment for the loser?
Ryan grinned. “The loser gets locked into a chastity device.”
Both Zach and Kevin looked down at their rock hard cocks, grimacing at the prospect of having their dicks locked away.
Ryan smiled. “Come on, get up on the platform and show me your seed bags...”
There was a ladder at one side of the platform, and Kevin eagerly climbed up, followed by a reluctant Zach.
Ryan practiced his swing, sending the baseball through the air with an audible whoosh.
“We’re ready”, Kevin announced cheerfully.
Ryan looked up and looked at the two huge, swollen ballsacks that were swinging happily through the hole. Ryan didn’t see the rest of the guys’ bodies, just their bulging, bloated fruit baskets.
“I can’t even tell which sack belongs to whom”, Ryan chuckled.
I grinned. “Great. That way we’re sure you don’t go easy on your boyfriend.”
Ryan laughed. “I never go easy on Kevin”, he chuckled. He looked up at the two swinging ballsacks and lined up the bat with the sack on the left. “Alright, here we go. Brace yourself.”
I could only imagine what it had to be like lying on that platform, unable to see whose poor, hapless jingle bells would be the first to receive a hit. From my position, it was a pretty funny sight, two big, bruised scrotums dangling from the ceiling, swinging freely, seemingly unattached to a human body.
Ryan looked at his target, concentrating hard. He grabbed the baseball bat with both of his hands. Then, with enormous force, he swung the bat, hitting the left nutsack dead on. It slammed against the underside of the platform, bouncing back and slamming against the hard surface on the other side, swinging wildly from side to side, accompanied by a truly horrifying, animalistic scream.
Ryan didn’t lose any time. He focused on the right ballsack and slammed it just as hard as he had the first. Another, similarly bloodcurdling scream filled the studio, sending shivers down my spine.
Ryan didn’t wait until the two sack stopped swinging. He turned to scrotum number one again, bashing it with the bat as if he wanted to hit those balls out of the park.
The room was filled with ear-curdling screams as Ryan went back and forth between the two ballbags, making sure to hit them with as much force as possible, whacking those two spunk spermbags mercilessly and causing their invisible owners to scream and wail from the top of their lungs.
After half a dozen hits on both ballbags, Ryan looked at me and quipped, “I’ve never hit a piñata before. This is fun!”
Then he returned to the task at hand, slamming the heavy wooden bat into the two dangling ballsacks as hard as he could.
Finally, with a gruesome, ear-piercing shriek, the right ballsack was pulled up.
“We have a winner”, I announced.
Ryan looked almost disappointed.
Before the left sack of spuds had a chance to disappear, Ryan slammed the baseball bat into it one final time, eliciting a high-pitched wail that sent a shiver down my spine and put a satisfied smile on Ryan’s face.
“That was awesome”, Ryan grinned while we were waiting for the two contestants to climb down from the platform.
We heard them moan and groan for a couple of minutes, until the first pair of legs appeared.
Gingerly, Zach climbed down the steps, barely able to keep his balance. He looked horrible, his large nuts had swollen considerably, and there were bruises all over the skin of his scrotum. His face was a mask of pain and his eyes were reddened and glassy. His muscular body was covered in sweat and his blond hair was soaking wet.
“That last hit was totally unnecessary”, Zach grunted hoarsely, doubling over and clutching his gonads.
Ryan chuckled. “Does that mean that Kevin lost?”
Zach nodded, nursing his battered balls.
“Hey, muffin”, Ryan shouted. “Get your ass down here! We’re going to lock up your cock!”
We heard an anguished groan that from above that made the rest of us laugh out loud.
A moment later, Kevin came down from the platform, looking just as terrible as Zach. His handsome face was beet red and contorted in agony, and his nuts were horribly swollen and bloated.
Unbelievably both Zach’s and Kevin’s dicks had stayed rock-hard the entire time.
Ryan smiled at Kevin. “You lost.”
“I know”, Kevin grinned weakly. He looked at his boyfriend and chuckled. “You were having the time of your life, huh?”
“Oh yeah”, Ryan smiled. “It was great! I really tried to split your sacks… I kept imagining those two fat ballbags splitting open and your nuts dropping into the ground.”
Kevin laughed. “You’d loved that!”
“Oh yeah”, Ryan chuckled. “I would have stomped on your balls until they were nothing but two puddles of goo sticking to the soles of my feet…”
Kevin let out a soft moan. His dick twitched and a thin thread of precum oozed out of its tip and made its way to the ground.
Ryan grinned. “You’re enjoying yourself, huh?”
“You bet”, Kevin replied with a grin.
“Well, I’m afraid you’ll have to lose your boner”, Ryan smiled and held up a stainless steel chastity device. It was a simple mechanism, consisting of a large ring, a banana shaped cage for the dick made of several braces, a couple of bolts and a little padlock.
Kevin grimaced. “Fuck.”
Ryan laughed. “Come on, lose that boner or I’ll have to make you look at some pretty disgusting pictures on the internet...”
Apparently Kevin knew what his fiancé was talking about, because his huge erection rapidly deflated. It was like watching a beautiful flower fade in quick motion, making Ryan quip, “Yeah, that’s the pictures I’m talking about…”
Ryan obviously knew how to handle the device and he managed to lock his boyfriend’s cock in it with astonishing ease. The trickiest part seemed to be getting Kevin’s swollen and bruised testicles through the ring, which took a lot of squeezing, pushing and pulling on Ryan’s part, and a lot of anguished screaming on Kevin’s. Then Ryan brutally bent Kevin’s semi-hard cock, attached the banana piece, and applied the bolt and the padlock.
“Alright, locked and loaded”, Ryan said cheerfully, rubbing his hands. “It’s time for round three.”
Kevin looked down at his trapped dick with a curious mix of fascination, lust and frustration.
“The next game”, I said, “is called ‘Peanut butter’.”
Zach groaned at the name.
I noticed that Kevin’s bent dick twitched excitedly, pressing against the chastity device, trying in vain to get hard. He let out a soft moan.
“We decided to keep it simple”, I explained. “It’s basically a nut squeezing contest. You grab each others’ jewels and squeeze until someone gives up.”
Kevin looked very excited at the prospect of getting to lay hands on Zach’s goods while Zach was rubbing his face with a glum sigh.
I turned to Ryan. “So what’s in it for the loser?”
Ryan had huge smile on his face. “The loser”, he said gravely, “will get fucked by the winner and me.”
Zach looked at him, a horrified expression on his face. “You mean…”
“Yeah, exactly”, Ryan chuckled, jerking his hard cock. “It’s gonna be one hell of a spitroasting spectacle…”
“No”, Zach said firmly.
Ryan looked at Zach’s crotch and pointed at his rock hard dick that was dripping with precum. “I think you cock says yes…”
Zach stared at him. “I’m not gay.”
Ryan chuckled. “I know. And you don’t have to be.”
“I’m not going to get fucked in the ass! And I’m not going to suck cock!” Zach insisted.
“If you lose you will get the fuck of your lifetime”, Ryan grinned. “I guess you’ll have to make sure that you win, then…”
Zach opened his mouth to say something. Then he closed it again.
Kevin cleared his throat, pointing at his trapped penis. “If I win – how am I gonna be able to fuck him?”
Ryan smiled. “Well, in that case we’ll slap the device on Zach.”
Zach’s eyes widened. “No fucking way!”
Ryan raised his eyebrows. “As I said, you better make sure that you win…”
Zach and Kevin looked at each other.
Zach bit his lower lip. His hard dick was swaying from side to side with his abused, fat gonads dangling vulnerably below.
Kevin’s swollen nuts weren’t dangling. They were held in place by the chastity device, and the way they were squeezed against the steel cage certainly didn’t look very comfortable…
“Ready”, Ryan said with a grin.
Zach gritted his teeth. He looked like he was absolutely determined not to lose this round.
Kevin winked at his opponent.
“Set”, Ryan said.
Kevin wrapped his hands around the two big, bulging orbs that were swinging between Zach’s thighs.
Due to the chastity cage Kevin’s balls were separated from each other, so Zach grabbed one of Kevin’s huge, swollen plums in each of his hands.
“Go!” Ryan shouted.
Immediately, the two studs started squeezing.
Kevin sank his thumbs into the soft flesh of Zach’s tenderized testicles, making him scream in pain.
Zach squished the two separate testicles as hard as he could, eliciting a high-pitched wail from Kevin’s lips.
The two guys kneaded and squeezed each others’ juicy, swollen gonads as if they were trying to pop the pits out of a pair of stubborn peaches. Their fingers dug into the tender flesh of their testicles, eliciting shrieks and screams, groans and wails.
“Squeeze those suckers, muffin!” Ryan cheered his boyfriend on, making Zach let out a frustrated, anguished grunt.
Kevin interlaced his fingers behind Zach’s nuts and flattened his fat nuggets between the palms of his hands, causing Zach to yodel in agony.
“Use the cage, Zach!” Ryan shouted. “Squash his nuts into the cage!”
Zach’s eyes lit up. He yanked at Kevin’s battered balls and pressed them against the stainless steel braces of the dick cage.
“That’s it!” Ryan shouted. “Now crush them flat!”
Kevin let out a shrill, tortured squeal as the relentless steel braces dug into his meaty nuts. Zach clenched his teeth, grunting and groaning as he squeezed Kevin’s tortured testicles while his own nuts were being mercilessly squashed.
Desperately, Kevin twisted Zach’s nutsack 360 degress, making Zach’s eyes bulge as he screamed in agony.
“Yeah! Nice!” Ryan shouted. “Twist them again! Rip them right off his body!”
My assistant Erik quipped, “He’s rooting for both of them. That’s what I call fairness!”
“May the best man win”, Ryan laughed.
Kevin continued twisting Zach’s nuts, eliciting shrill squeaks from his mouth that reminded me of two cats fighting.
I was sure that Zach would give up of pass out any second – but apparently the prospect of getting fucked by two muscular studs brought out the beast in him. Summoning all his strength and roaring like a wounded buffalo, Zach managed to concentrate on Kevin’s nuts, brutally pressing them against the chastity cage so that the steel braces dug deep into the tender nut meat.
Kevin’s eyes started fluttering and he loosened the grip on Zach’s nuts.
Zach roared again, compressing Kevin’s poor bloated balls with all the force he could muster.
Kevin’s eyes were open wide and he let out a miserable, wheezing groan. His hands went limp and let go of Zach’s balls.
Zach’s humungous sack pivoted around its axis, looking quite funny and causing great amusement. Ryan, Vince, Erik and me burst out laughing.
Kevin’s eyes had turned and lost focus, and he looked like he was about to faint.
Apparently, Zach wasn’t sure whether Kevin had officially given up, barking “Give up! Give up!” while continuing to knead and squeeze Kevin’s poor, mangled nuts.
Finally, Kevin sank to the ground, screaming in pain. At first, Zach didn’t let go, causing him to hang by his own aching testicles for a brief moment. Then Zach understood and raised his hands, screaming, “Yes! Yes! Yes!”
His dick was rock hard, leaking precum like a broken faucet. Below it, his nuts were black and blue, covered in bruises and incredibly swollen.
“Fuck yeah!” Zach screamed, shaking his fists. “Now you’ll get your ass fucked!”
Kevin was lying on the ground, curled up in a ball, clutching his crotch and grimacing in pain.
“He’s right, muffin”, Ryan grinned, kneeling down next to his boyfriend. “Now you’ll get your ass fucked.”
2 comments:
I love the idea of a ball busting couple. Some of my fantasies involve ballbusting couples, though this is a new and interesting extreme I am loving.
Thanks for your feedback, Carter! I agree that a ballbusting couple is a hot premise and I'm glad you enjoyed this story. Rest assured that part 3 and part 4 are going to be equally extreme - if not more... :-))
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