Currently, “Milking” is one of the most popular additional themes for ballbusting stories in the current poll. Yesterday, I was trying to remember if I’ve ever written a bona fide milking story - and then suddenly this idea popped into my head. I hope you like it…
Featured in this story: Kev (click for pictures)
“Make yourself comfortable, Mr. Stone. Manuel will be with you in a moment“, the assistant said and closed the door.
Kev nodded and unbuttoned his jeans. The 20 year old jock was standing in a large, white room that contained five cubicles that were separated with beige curtains. At the center of each cubicle was a massage table that was elevated so that someone could sit below it. A three-legged stool and a small shelf that was packed with all kinds of utensils stood under each of the tables.
Four of the five cubicles were occupied.
Kev took off his shoes and placed them on the ground in the free cubicle. Then he took off his jeans, folded them and put them on top of his shoes. The muscular brown haired stud did the same with his boxer briefs and climbed on top of the massage table.
There was a strategically placed hole in the middle.
Kev lay down on his stomach, letting his equipment dangle through the hole.
From the other cubicles, Kev heard people moaning, accompanied by slapping and smacking sounds and occasional yelps and screams.
A few seconds later, the door opened and a handsome young man entered the room.
“Hey, Mr. Stone”, the young man said cheerfully.
“Hi Manuel”, Kev replied with a smile.
Manuel was only two years younger than Kev, but he insisted on calling Kev by his last name. Company policy, he had explained. The handsome Latino was tall and muscular, wearing white pants, a white t-shirt and a plastic apron. A couple of tattoos on his arms and neck contrasted nicely with the deep tan of his skin.
“Is it two weeks already?” Manuel smiled, reaching for a box of disposable gloves. “Time flies, huh?”
Kev smiled.
Having slipped into the gloves, Manuel cracked his knuckles. “So what will it be today? A single or a double? By the way, we’re having a ‘50% plus’ bonus if you go for a triple.”
Kev thought for a moment. “Okay, let’s try the triple.”
Manuel smiled brightly. “Awesome.” He winked at Kev. “Looks like I’m going to meet my quota today…” He sat down on the wooden stool below Kev and reached for his genitalia. “Did you experience any trouble, Mr. Stone?”
Kev smiled weakly. “Well, nothing unexpected.”
Manuel chuckled and unlocked the chastity device, freeing Kev’s big dick. “Yeah, it’s a bit uncomfortable, right?”
Kev let out a laugh. “I’ll say.”
Manuel grabbed sprayed some disinfectant on a towel and rubbed Kev’s dick and balls. “You’ll get used to it”, he said casually, putting the towel away and squirting a generous amount of lubricant from a dispenser into the palm of his right hand. “Okay, let’s get to work”, he said cheerfully and started working on Kev’s dick.
Kev inhaled sharply when his cock was touched for the first time in two weeks.
“Just relax, Mr. Stone”, Manuel said cheerfully. “We’ll be finished in no time.”
Kev closed his eyes, his chin resting on his hands, as Manuel gently massaged his dick until it was fully hard.
The young Latino looked at Kev’s dick and smiled. “You got a nice cock, Mr. Stone.”
“Thanks, Manuel”, Kev mumbled.
It was quite obvious that Manuel knew what he was doing. Both of his hands jerked Kev’s lubed dick in long, fluent strokes.
“Believe me, Mr. Stone, I’ve seen a lot of dicks”, Manuel said casually while he was milking Kev’s massive member. “I used to work at our Milking Station downtown before I came here to the campus store.” He lowered his voice. “It’s much better here, believe me… Downtown, there are mostly old guys. It takes a lot of time to milk a load out of a 60 year old sack, believe me. It’s like looking for water in the desert…”
Kev was breathing heavily, his eyelids fluttering.
“And you barely get doubles, let alone triples”, Manuel added. He reached for a big transparent jar with his left hand while continuing to stroke Kev’s meat with his right hand. “You have to work really hard to meet your quota.”
Kev let out a soft moan.
“Here, with all the young college guys, it’s much easier”, Manuel said, holding the jar under Kev’s dick. “And it’s much more fun.”
“Oh god”, Kev moaned. “Oh, fuck.”
“There you go”, Manuel smiled, aiming Kev’s dick at the jar. The first spurt of cum splattered against the bottom of the jar. Manuel continued stroking Kev’s meaty cock as jet after jet of thick, creamy juice landed in the jar. “There you go”, Manuel repeated. A dozen spurts of cum later, the jar was filled to the brim with spunk.
“Wow, that was a big load”, Manuel chuckled. “Excellent, Mr. Stone!” He rubbed the rim of the jar over the tip of Kev’s dick, making sure not to waste a single drop.
Kev was panting and moaning. “Thanks”, he whispered.
Manuel put a lid on the jar and pressed a button.
A couple of seconds later, the assistant walked in and collected the filled jar.
“Mr. Stone, you ready for round two?” Manuel smiled. Without waiting for an answer, he started jerking Kev’s spent cock again. “The secret”, he explained, “is not to let it go soft.”
Kev let out a groan.
“You got a nice pair of balls, too, Mr. Stone”, Manuel said, gently squeezing the two hefty plums that were dangling on front of his nose. “Nice and juicy. I’m sure we can get another couple of loads out of them until they’re dry.”
“Okay, great”, Kev mumbled.
“I’ll have to use a couple of tricks if you don’t mind”, Manuel said, increasing his grip on Kev’s balls while jerking his dick.
“Sure, do whatever you have to”, Kev said in a strained voice.
“Great”, Manuel said. “I take it you don’t want me to stimulate your prostate?”
"You mean..."
Manuel smiled. "We have a big selection of dildos, or I could get someone to fuck---"
“No way”, Kev said quickly. “No way.”
Manuel laughed. “That’s what I thought. Alright, we’ll go with the testicular stimulation, then.” He let go of Kev’s balls and started slapping them. “I like that a lot better, too.”
Kev let out a yelp.
Manuel continued, chuckling. “You should see them bounce, Mr. Stone. It’s actually quite funny.”
“I bet”, Kev coughed.
Manuel chuckled and slapped Kev’s nuts hard, making Kev whimper in pain. “You see, you have to loosen the load. The first one is easy, but after that you’ll have to work for it. Don’t worry, we’ll get you drained in no time.” He increased the pace of his jerking and the force of the slaps, making Kev whimper and moan as he smacked his nuts at a rapid pace.
“Do your friends come here, too?” Manuel asked.
Kev was grimacing in pain, his eyes clenched shut. “Nope”, Kev whispered through his gritted teeth.
“Oh, why not?” Manuel asked, rapidly stroking Kev’s dick while smacking his nuts hard again and again.
“Dunno”, Kev blurted out.
“Have you told them about us?” Manuel asked. He stopped slapping Kev’s nuts and used both of his hands to stroke his hard dick.
Kev sighed in relief, his face contorted in pain. “Not yet.”
“Oh, you should”, Manuel smiled, feverishly jerking Kev’s dick with both of his hands. “Think of all the money they could make.” Kev’s dick started twitching violently. With a smile, Manuel grabbed another jar and pointed Kev’s pulsing cock at the opening.
Kev’s eyes widened. “Oh my fucking god! Oh, fuck! Oh! Fuck!”
With a guttural groan, Kev threw his head back as his cock shot a powerful jet of spunk into the jar.
Manuel lifted the jar a bit so that the head of Kev’s twitching cock was bumping against the rim as spurt after spurt of creamy jizz splashed into the jar. Quickly, Manuel let go of Kev’s cock and grabbed Kev’s sack.
Kev’s balls were contracting, trying to pull back towards his body, but Manuel wrapped his strong fingers around them and squeezed hard, twisting and kneading Kev’s busy balls.
Kev screamed from the top of his lungs.
“You’re doing great”, Manuel smiled, his eyes fixed on the rapidly filling jar as he squished and squashed Kev’s busy balls with all the force he could muster. He dug his fingertips into the soft flesh of Kev’s nuts as they continued pumping his precious juice into the jar.
Kev was wailing in agony.
Finally, Manuel let go of his balls and returned to milking his cock, gently squeezing out the final drops of cum before closing the jar and calling the assistant by pressing the button.
“You’re amazing”, Manuel chuckled, looking at the jar. It was almost as full as the first one. “Usually, there’s at least a 40% decrease in outcome from the first to the second load”, he explained. “But you’re doing really great – I’m guessing this is just 10-15% less. Well done!”
Manuel handed the jar to the assistant and reached into his pocket. “The third one is a bit trickier”, he said cheerfully and produced a rubber band that he wrapped tightly around Kev’s genitals. “But we’re on a roll, right, Mr. Stone?”
Kev let out a miserable groan.
Manuel smiled. “You want something to bite on, Mr. Stone?” He got up and fetched a small blue rubber ball. When he handed it to Kev, he winked. “We got a lot of blue balls around here, Mr. Stone…”
Kev let out a weak laugh as he looked at the rubber ball.
Manuel smiled and took his place under the massage table again.
“Manuel, can I ask you a question?” Kev said in a hoarse voice.
“Sure, fire away, Mr. Stone”, Manuel said. He cracked his knuckles and looked at Kev’s dick and balls. His cock was staying hard thanks to the rubber band, and his balls were starting to look a bit swollen.
“What are you doing with all that cum?” Kev asked.
“I’m glad you asked, Mr. Stone”, Manuel said cheerfully. “There are--- You may want to use that ball now, by the way.”
Kev sighed and looked at the rubber ball in his hand. He opened his mouth and dug his teeth into the soft rubber.
It was not a moment too soon.
Manuel started punching Kev’s vulnerable gonads like a speed bag, making his nuts swing wildly and slam against the hard underside of the massage table. At a rapid pace, Manuel pummeled Kev’s balls, making sure to not to favor one nut over the other, and occasionally throwing a punch at Kev’s hard dick.
At the same time, Manuel recited what he had learned on his first day on the job. “There are almost a hundred Jerk’n’Drain Milking Stations in the United States”, he said, raising his voice as Kev let out muffled screams. “We pride ourselves with delivering outstanding product while treating our sources with the respect and the care that they deserve.”
Manuel increased the pace, punching Kev’s nuts with the energy and the force of a trained boxer. ”Jerk’n’Drain Enterprises is a supplier for a lot of renowned pharmaceutical companies and cosmetics manufacturers around the world”, he continued. “Our extraordinarily high quality standards are unmatched, and we hold 75% of the global sperm market, making Jerk’n’Drain Enterprises the number one sperm supplier worldwide. If it’s sperm it’s Jerk’n’Drain.”
Manuel smiled as he punched Kev’s balls with his rubber gloved fists.
Kev was wailing and screaming, biting into the soft rubber ball, clenching his eyes shut as tears ran down his cheeks.
“Does that answer your question?” Manuel asked cheerfully, digging his knuckles into the soft flesh of Kev’s tender testicles.
Kev responded with a muffled wail.
Manuel chuckled. He stopped punching Kev’s balls and witched his attention to Kev’s twitching cock. He started punching the sensitive tip with one hand while jerking the fat shaft with the other.
“You’ve probably heard about whale sperm being used in cosmetics”, Manuel said casually before delivering a hard, painful punch to the head of Kev’s dick. “Well, turns out that there’s something better than whale sperm...” Manuel looked at Kev’s pulsing dick with a satisfied smile. Reaching for another jar with one hand and opening the knot in the rubber band around Kev’s junk with the other, he continued, “So I guess you can say that your cum is on a lot of girls’ faces all over the world.”
He let out a laugh and held the jar in place. A second later, a slow, thick river of spunk came running out of Kev’s cock.
“Huh.” Manuel raised his eyebrows. He balled his fist and punched Kev’s nuts hard, flattening them like pancakes as they slammed into the hard surface of the massage table.
Kev let out an ear-piercing shriek that even the rubber ball couldn’t muffle.
“Now that’s what I call a cumshot”, Manuel smiled happily as the river of cum turned into a violent eruption. “Sometimes all you need is a little jumpstart.”
Kev was screaming in pain as his balls were pumping his third load of cum into the jar.
“Very nice”, Manuel said as the flood subsided, grabbing Kev’s spent cock and jerking it a couple of times until he was sure that he had gotten every last drop of cum.
Kev was whimpering and moaning as Manuel closed the jar and pressed the button.
Manuel raised the jar and took a close look. “I’d say it’s another 10-15% decrease from your second load”, he said slowly. “That’s a pretty good average.”
He gave the jar to the assistant and looked at Kev’s genitals.
His balls were red and bruised, and his dick was slightly sore.
Manuel tentatively grabbed Kev’s balls and weighed them in his hand. “Hmm”, he said, “I’d say there’s another load in there. Do you want me to get it out?”
Kev let out a whimper.
“Mr. Stone?” Manuel said. “I don’t want to press you or anything. But it’d be a shame to let it go to waste, you know.”
Kev spit out the rubber ball. His face was a mask of pain.
“I can give you another 50% bonus for that fourth load”, Manuel said cheerfully, squeezing Kev’s swollen balls. “That’s on top of the 50% you already get for everything after your second load. Think about it.”
Kev whispered something.
“What was that?” Manuel asked with a smile.
“I said go for it”, Kev repeated in a toneless voice.
“Good decision, Mr. Stone”, Manuel said, quickly reaching for the rubber band. “Now we have to move fast before it goes limp.” He jerked Kev’s cock a couple of times, biting his lower lip. “Damn”, he mumbled.
“You know what, maybe we don’t have to go for that fourth load”, Kev said weakly. “If it’s too late---“
“Don’t worry, Mr. Stone”, Manuel smiled. “I’ll make it work.”
“Great”, Kev muttered.
“Mr. Stone”, Manuel said in a low voice, “I know a little trick. Don’t tell my boss, okay?”
“Okay”, Kev sighed.
After making sure that nobody saw him, Manuel grabbed Kev’s rapidly shrinking dick and sucked it into his mouth.
Kev let out a soft moan as he felt Manuel’s lips around his dick. The handsome Latino’s tongue ran teasingly around the tip.
It took only a couple of seconds until Kev’s dick was rock hard again, and Manuel didn’t keep Kev’s dick in his mouth any longer that he had to.
“There you go”, Manuel said triumphantly before fastening the rubber band around Kev’s genitals once again.
Kev winced as he felt the rubber band tighten around his sore and spent junk.
“Now, to get that final load out of your balls”, Manuel said slowly, reaching into the front pocket of his apron and pulling out a little rubber mallet, “we’ll have to use a tiny bit of force.”
“Oh, really?” Kev deadpanned.
Manuel let out a laugh. “You’re really funny…” He held Kev’s balls in place and lined up the rubber mallet. “Time to sink your teeth into the ball, Mr. Stone”, Manuel announced with a cheerful smile.
Kev sighed and did as he was told.
Manuel started hammering away at Kev’s nuts right away, smashing the two tender orbs flat against the hard surface of the massage table.
Kev screamed and wailed in agony as the rubber mallet sank deep into the tender tissue of his meatballs.
“You have awesome balls, Mr. Stone”, Manuel said, smashing Kev’s nuts with all the force he could muster. “Top-notch. I mean it. Most balls get all soft and squishy after the second go. But not yours.” He continued smashing Kev’s balls as hard as he could, carefully eyeing Kev’s hard, throbbing dick.
“Believe me”, he continued, “I know what I’m talking about. There was this one guy, some bodybuilder, tough young man. All muscles, no brain, as they say.” Manuel chuckled as he continued to crunch Kev’s nuts with the mallet.
“Well, apart from the fact that it’s not much fun squeezing a load out of a pair of steroid-shrunken raisins, Mr. Tough Guy was crying for his mommy when I finally managed to coax it out of him.” Manuel let out a laugh, happily hammering away at Kev’s poor, tender babymakers.
“He had signed up for a double draining, and we had to restrain him to the table for the second round”, Manuel continued, concentrating on Kev’s right nut and sinking the mallet deep into the swollen ball. “And then, just like that, his right nut popped like a balloon.” Manuel chuckled, switching to Kev’s left nut, landing blow after nut-shattering blow on the swollen, bruised testicle.
“Pop. Just like that.” Manuel shook his head. “You should have seen Mr. Tough Guy! He was all, ‘My nut! My beautiful, beautiful nut!’ And I was like, ‘Hey, crybaby, calm down, you still got one left.’ He threatened to sue me. Can you believe that? All because of that tiny little nut? But I was like, ‘Hey, Mr. Tough Guy, take a look into your contract. If I want to I can pop the other one, too.’ That shut him up, believe me…” Manuel ‘s laugh ended in a deep sigh.
“Man, you can’t make this stuff up…” Manuel glanced at Kev’s dick and smiled. “We’re almost there, Mr. Stone”, he said cheerfully. With renewed energy, he started pounding both of Kev’s nuts, alternately hitting the left one and the right one with all the force he could muster.
Kev was wailing and screaming into the rubber ball as his testicles were smashed to smithereens.
Manuel put the mallet away and started jerking Kev’s throbbing cock with both of his hands. “There you go”, he mumbled. “Give me a nice, fat load.” He slapped the sensitive head of Kev’s dick before resuming the double-handed stroking.
A couple of seconds later, Manuel grabbed the fourth jar, held it under Kev’s throbbing dick and released the rubber band. Immediately, a jet of cum splashed into the jar. It wasn’t as thick and creamy as the previous loads, resembling watery milk as it poured into the jar.
“That’s it”, Manuel mumbled, making sure to milk every last drop from Kev’s sore cock, squeezing his balls and squishing his shaft.
When he was done, Kev’s dick had turned into a limp noodle, looking rather odd next to his ridiculously swollen and bloated balls.
Manuel chuckled as he stuffed Kev’s spent dick into the chastity device and locked it.
“Alright, Mr. Stone”, he said, standing next to Kev. “We’re done here.”
Kev looked up, his face contorted in pain. His eyes were red and puffy. He let out a dry cough.
“Do you want something to drink?” Manuel asked politely.
Kev looked down at the half-filled jar in Manuel’s hands with a suspicious look on his face.
Manuel burst out laughing. “No, Mr. Stone, that’s not what I meant. That’s far too valuable.” He handed the jar to the assistant and poured Kev a glass of water.
It took a little while until Kev had put on his clothes, and Manuel had to help him tie his shoes.
Kev took a sip of water and looked down at Manuel.
“Thanks”, he said hoarsely.
“Sure”, Manuel said.
“By the way, do you get milked, too?” Kev asked, carefully rubbing the big bulge in his jeans.
Manuel raised his eyebrows. “Oh, no”, he said with a laugh. “I have a girlfriend.” He winked at Kev. “Well, several, actually… Besides, I’m a fun-loving guy. I like sex. I’d never lock this monster up…” He lifted his apron and grabbed his bulge, showing off what looked like a massive sausage accompanied by a big, fat pair of eggs.
Kev looked at his feet.
“No offense”, Manuel smiled. “I’m sure you have your reasons.”
Kev nodded. “It’s a lot of money.”
Manuel nodded emphatically. “Oh yeah, it is. But don’t spend it all on women…” He laughed and playfully slapped Kev’s bulge. “Well, I’m sure you won’t, right?”
Kev doubled over, grabbing his knees, and let out a throaty cough.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Stone”, Manuel chuckled not looking sorry at all. He looked at his watch. “Okay, you’ll receive your check at the reception.”
Kev nodded.
“I’m looking forward to working with you again”, Manuel smiled.
Kevin smiled weakly. “Yeah, me too.”
Manuel looked at Kev expectantly.
Kev stared at him. “Oh”, he said and reached into his pocket. Producing a five-dollar-note, he mumbled. “That’s all I have on me right now.”
Manuel took the money and flashed a big smile. “You’re too generous! Thank you, Mr. Stone. See you in two weeks. Make sure to replenish your fluids!”
Manuel smiled and walked out.
Kev followed him, slightly slower, and with a distinct limp.
---
I’m not quite sure whether this is going to be a one-off story or whether we’re going to see Manuel and the Jerk’n’Drain Milking Station again. Frankly, I really like the concept (and Manuel is a very fun character) but I don't really know where to go from here without repeating the plot...
So what do you think? Do you like this story? Any ideas for a sequel?
“No way”, Kev said quickly. “No way.”
Manuel laughed. “That’s what I thought. Alright, we’ll go with the testicular stimulation, then.” He let go of Kev’s balls and started slapping them. “I like that a lot better, too.”
Kev let out a yelp.
Manuel continued, chuckling. “You should see them bounce, Mr. Stone. It’s actually quite funny.”
“I bet”, Kev coughed.
Manuel chuckled and slapped Kev’s nuts hard, making Kev whimper in pain. “You see, you have to loosen the load. The first one is easy, but after that you’ll have to work for it. Don’t worry, we’ll get you drained in no time.” He increased the pace of his jerking and the force of the slaps, making Kev whimper and moan as he smacked his nuts at a rapid pace.
“Do your friends come here, too?” Manuel asked.
Kev was grimacing in pain, his eyes clenched shut. “Nope”, Kev whispered through his gritted teeth.
“Oh, why not?” Manuel asked, rapidly stroking Kev’s dick while smacking his nuts hard again and again.
“Dunno”, Kev blurted out.
“Have you told them about us?” Manuel asked. He stopped slapping Kev’s nuts and used both of his hands to stroke his hard dick.
Kev sighed in relief, his face contorted in pain. “Not yet.”
“Oh, you should”, Manuel smiled, feverishly jerking Kev’s dick with both of his hands. “Think of all the money they could make.” Kev’s dick started twitching violently. With a smile, Manuel grabbed another jar and pointed Kev’s pulsing cock at the opening.
Kev’s eyes widened. “Oh my fucking god! Oh, fuck! Oh! Fuck!”
With a guttural groan, Kev threw his head back as his cock shot a powerful jet of spunk into the jar.
Manuel lifted the jar a bit so that the head of Kev’s twitching cock was bumping against the rim as spurt after spurt of creamy jizz splashed into the jar. Quickly, Manuel let go of Kev’s cock and grabbed Kev’s sack.
Kev’s balls were contracting, trying to pull back towards his body, but Manuel wrapped his strong fingers around them and squeezed hard, twisting and kneading Kev’s busy balls.
Kev screamed from the top of his lungs.
“You’re doing great”, Manuel smiled, his eyes fixed on the rapidly filling jar as he squished and squashed Kev’s busy balls with all the force he could muster. He dug his fingertips into the soft flesh of Kev’s nuts as they continued pumping his precious juice into the jar.
Kev was wailing in agony.
Finally, Manuel let go of his balls and returned to milking his cock, gently squeezing out the final drops of cum before closing the jar and calling the assistant by pressing the button.
“You’re amazing”, Manuel chuckled, looking at the jar. It was almost as full as the first one. “Usually, there’s at least a 40% decrease in outcome from the first to the second load”, he explained. “But you’re doing really great – I’m guessing this is just 10-15% less. Well done!”
Manuel handed the jar to the assistant and reached into his pocket. “The third one is a bit trickier”, he said cheerfully and produced a rubber band that he wrapped tightly around Kev’s genitals. “But we’re on a roll, right, Mr. Stone?”
Kev let out a miserable groan.
Manuel smiled. “You want something to bite on, Mr. Stone?” He got up and fetched a small blue rubber ball. When he handed it to Kev, he winked. “We got a lot of blue balls around here, Mr. Stone…”
Kev let out a weak laugh as he looked at the rubber ball.
Manuel smiled and took his place under the massage table again.
“Manuel, can I ask you a question?” Kev said in a hoarse voice.
“Sure, fire away, Mr. Stone”, Manuel said. He cracked his knuckles and looked at Kev’s dick and balls. His cock was staying hard thanks to the rubber band, and his balls were starting to look a bit swollen.
“What are you doing with all that cum?” Kev asked.
“I’m glad you asked, Mr. Stone”, Manuel said cheerfully. “There are--- You may want to use that ball now, by the way.”
Kev sighed and looked at the rubber ball in his hand. He opened his mouth and dug his teeth into the soft rubber.
It was not a moment too soon.
Manuel started punching Kev’s vulnerable gonads like a speed bag, making his nuts swing wildly and slam against the hard underside of the massage table. At a rapid pace, Manuel pummeled Kev’s balls, making sure to not to favor one nut over the other, and occasionally throwing a punch at Kev’s hard dick.
At the same time, Manuel recited what he had learned on his first day on the job. “There are almost a hundred Jerk’n’Drain Milking Stations in the United States”, he said, raising his voice as Kev let out muffled screams. “We pride ourselves with delivering outstanding product while treating our sources with the respect and the care that they deserve.”
Manuel increased the pace, punching Kev’s nuts with the energy and the force of a trained boxer. ”Jerk’n’Drain Enterprises is a supplier for a lot of renowned pharmaceutical companies and cosmetics manufacturers around the world”, he continued. “Our extraordinarily high quality standards are unmatched, and we hold 75% of the global sperm market, making Jerk’n’Drain Enterprises the number one sperm supplier worldwide. If it’s sperm it’s Jerk’n’Drain.”
Manuel smiled as he punched Kev’s balls with his rubber gloved fists.
Kev was wailing and screaming, biting into the soft rubber ball, clenching his eyes shut as tears ran down his cheeks.
“Does that answer your question?” Manuel asked cheerfully, digging his knuckles into the soft flesh of Kev’s tender testicles.
Kev responded with a muffled wail.
Manuel chuckled. He stopped punching Kev’s balls and witched his attention to Kev’s twitching cock. He started punching the sensitive tip with one hand while jerking the fat shaft with the other.
“You’ve probably heard about whale sperm being used in cosmetics”, Manuel said casually before delivering a hard, painful punch to the head of Kev’s dick. “Well, turns out that there’s something better than whale sperm...” Manuel looked at Kev’s pulsing dick with a satisfied smile. Reaching for another jar with one hand and opening the knot in the rubber band around Kev’s junk with the other, he continued, “So I guess you can say that your cum is on a lot of girls’ faces all over the world.”
He let out a laugh and held the jar in place. A second later, a slow, thick river of spunk came running out of Kev’s cock.
“Huh.” Manuel raised his eyebrows. He balled his fist and punched Kev’s nuts hard, flattening them like pancakes as they slammed into the hard surface of the massage table.
Kev let out an ear-piercing shriek that even the rubber ball couldn’t muffle.
“Now that’s what I call a cumshot”, Manuel smiled happily as the river of cum turned into a violent eruption. “Sometimes all you need is a little jumpstart.”
Kev was screaming in pain as his balls were pumping his third load of cum into the jar.
“Very nice”, Manuel said as the flood subsided, grabbing Kev’s spent cock and jerking it a couple of times until he was sure that he had gotten every last drop of cum.
Kev was whimpering and moaning as Manuel closed the jar and pressed the button.
Manuel raised the jar and took a close look. “I’d say it’s another 10-15% decrease from your second load”, he said slowly. “That’s a pretty good average.”
He gave the jar to the assistant and looked at Kev’s genitals.
His balls were red and bruised, and his dick was slightly sore.
Manuel tentatively grabbed Kev’s balls and weighed them in his hand. “Hmm”, he said, “I’d say there’s another load in there. Do you want me to get it out?”
Kev let out a whimper.
“Mr. Stone?” Manuel said. “I don’t want to press you or anything. But it’d be a shame to let it go to waste, you know.”
Kev spit out the rubber ball. His face was a mask of pain.
“I can give you another 50% bonus for that fourth load”, Manuel said cheerfully, squeezing Kev’s swollen balls. “That’s on top of the 50% you already get for everything after your second load. Think about it.”
Kev whispered something.
“What was that?” Manuel asked with a smile.
“I said go for it”, Kev repeated in a toneless voice.
“Good decision, Mr. Stone”, Manuel said, quickly reaching for the rubber band. “Now we have to move fast before it goes limp.” He jerked Kev’s cock a couple of times, biting his lower lip. “Damn”, he mumbled.
“You know what, maybe we don’t have to go for that fourth load”, Kev said weakly. “If it’s too late---“
“Don’t worry, Mr. Stone”, Manuel smiled. “I’ll make it work.”
“Great”, Kev muttered.
“Mr. Stone”, Manuel said in a low voice, “I know a little trick. Don’t tell my boss, okay?”
“Okay”, Kev sighed.
After making sure that nobody saw him, Manuel grabbed Kev’s rapidly shrinking dick and sucked it into his mouth.
Kev let out a soft moan as he felt Manuel’s lips around his dick. The handsome Latino’s tongue ran teasingly around the tip.
It took only a couple of seconds until Kev’s dick was rock hard again, and Manuel didn’t keep Kev’s dick in his mouth any longer that he had to.
“There you go”, Manuel said triumphantly before fastening the rubber band around Kev’s genitals once again.
Kev winced as he felt the rubber band tighten around his sore and spent junk.
“Now, to get that final load out of your balls”, Manuel said slowly, reaching into the front pocket of his apron and pulling out a little rubber mallet, “we’ll have to use a tiny bit of force.”
“Oh, really?” Kev deadpanned.
Manuel let out a laugh. “You’re really funny…” He held Kev’s balls in place and lined up the rubber mallet. “Time to sink your teeth into the ball, Mr. Stone”, Manuel announced with a cheerful smile.
Kev sighed and did as he was told.
Manuel started hammering away at Kev’s nuts right away, smashing the two tender orbs flat against the hard surface of the massage table.
Kev screamed and wailed in agony as the rubber mallet sank deep into the tender tissue of his meatballs.
“You have awesome balls, Mr. Stone”, Manuel said, smashing Kev’s nuts with all the force he could muster. “Top-notch. I mean it. Most balls get all soft and squishy after the second go. But not yours.” He continued smashing Kev’s balls as hard as he could, carefully eyeing Kev’s hard, throbbing dick.
“Believe me”, he continued, “I know what I’m talking about. There was this one guy, some bodybuilder, tough young man. All muscles, no brain, as they say.” Manuel chuckled as he continued to crunch Kev’s nuts with the mallet.
“Well, apart from the fact that it’s not much fun squeezing a load out of a pair of steroid-shrunken raisins, Mr. Tough Guy was crying for his mommy when I finally managed to coax it out of him.” Manuel let out a laugh, happily hammering away at Kev’s poor, tender babymakers.
“He had signed up for a double draining, and we had to restrain him to the table for the second round”, Manuel continued, concentrating on Kev’s right nut and sinking the mallet deep into the swollen ball. “And then, just like that, his right nut popped like a balloon.” Manuel chuckled, switching to Kev’s left nut, landing blow after nut-shattering blow on the swollen, bruised testicle.
“Pop. Just like that.” Manuel shook his head. “You should have seen Mr. Tough Guy! He was all, ‘My nut! My beautiful, beautiful nut!’ And I was like, ‘Hey, crybaby, calm down, you still got one left.’ He threatened to sue me. Can you believe that? All because of that tiny little nut? But I was like, ‘Hey, Mr. Tough Guy, take a look into your contract. If I want to I can pop the other one, too.’ That shut him up, believe me…” Manuel ‘s laugh ended in a deep sigh.
“Man, you can’t make this stuff up…” Manuel glanced at Kev’s dick and smiled. “We’re almost there, Mr. Stone”, he said cheerfully. With renewed energy, he started pounding both of Kev’s nuts, alternately hitting the left one and the right one with all the force he could muster.
Kev was wailing and screaming into the rubber ball as his testicles were smashed to smithereens.
Manuel put the mallet away and started jerking Kev’s throbbing cock with both of his hands. “There you go”, he mumbled. “Give me a nice, fat load.” He slapped the sensitive head of Kev’s dick before resuming the double-handed stroking.
A couple of seconds later, Manuel grabbed the fourth jar, held it under Kev’s throbbing dick and released the rubber band. Immediately, a jet of cum splashed into the jar. It wasn’t as thick and creamy as the previous loads, resembling watery milk as it poured into the jar.
“That’s it”, Manuel mumbled, making sure to milk every last drop from Kev’s sore cock, squeezing his balls and squishing his shaft.
When he was done, Kev’s dick had turned into a limp noodle, looking rather odd next to his ridiculously swollen and bloated balls.
Manuel chuckled as he stuffed Kev’s spent dick into the chastity device and locked it.
“Alright, Mr. Stone”, he said, standing next to Kev. “We’re done here.”
Kev looked up, his face contorted in pain. His eyes were red and puffy. He let out a dry cough.
“Do you want something to drink?” Manuel asked politely.
Kev looked down at the half-filled jar in Manuel’s hands with a suspicious look on his face.
Manuel burst out laughing. “No, Mr. Stone, that’s not what I meant. That’s far too valuable.” He handed the jar to the assistant and poured Kev a glass of water.
It took a little while until Kev had put on his clothes, and Manuel had to help him tie his shoes.
Kev took a sip of water and looked down at Manuel.
“Thanks”, he said hoarsely.
“Sure”, Manuel said.
“By the way, do you get milked, too?” Kev asked, carefully rubbing the big bulge in his jeans.
Manuel raised his eyebrows. “Oh, no”, he said with a laugh. “I have a girlfriend.” He winked at Kev. “Well, several, actually… Besides, I’m a fun-loving guy. I like sex. I’d never lock this monster up…” He lifted his apron and grabbed his bulge, showing off what looked like a massive sausage accompanied by a big, fat pair of eggs.
Kev looked at his feet.
“No offense”, Manuel smiled. “I’m sure you have your reasons.”
Kev nodded. “It’s a lot of money.”
Manuel nodded emphatically. “Oh yeah, it is. But don’t spend it all on women…” He laughed and playfully slapped Kev’s bulge. “Well, I’m sure you won’t, right?”
Kev doubled over, grabbing his knees, and let out a throaty cough.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Stone”, Manuel chuckled not looking sorry at all. He looked at his watch. “Okay, you’ll receive your check at the reception.”
Kev nodded.
“I’m looking forward to working with you again”, Manuel smiled.
Kevin smiled weakly. “Yeah, me too.”
Manuel looked at Kev expectantly.
Kev stared at him. “Oh”, he said and reached into his pocket. Producing a five-dollar-note, he mumbled. “That’s all I have on me right now.”
Manuel took the money and flashed a big smile. “You’re too generous! Thank you, Mr. Stone. See you in two weeks. Make sure to replenish your fluids!”
Manuel smiled and walked out.
Kev followed him, slightly slower, and with a distinct limp.
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I’m not quite sure whether this is going to be a one-off story or whether we’re going to see Manuel and the Jerk’n’Drain Milking Station again. Frankly, I really like the concept (and Manuel is a very fun character) but I don't really know where to go from here without repeating the plot...
So what do you think? Do you like this story? Any ideas for a sequel?
12 comments:
Pretty hot.
A sequel might be fun, though putting a twist on it might be a challenge.
Maybe have two guys go in during one chapter and Manuel makes a bet with a coworker on who can get more?
Or maybe Manuel is training a new worker?
Thanks for your feedback! I like your ideas and I'll see what I can do... :-))
Great story and I'm liking Manuel. The only thing I could think of for a sequel that wouldn't be a complete repeat would be something along the lines of Kev needing extra oral stimulation next time, which was alluded to as something that was off limits by the company. Then maybe Manuel gets caught and fired for it and he blames Kev, there could be a whole revenge/torture element to it and at the end maybe Manuel could get a job at the studio so that we could see more of him (and see if he can take what he dishes out).
Thanks, Colton! That sounds pretty hot! I'll think about it!
Whoa, super hot story Alex! I love the concept!
Perhaps another idea... Ben goes with Kev to the Jerk’n’Drain Milking Station and has a terrible time of it. Kev could be there in the room while Manuel extracts Ben's load, and has to resort some really intense ball busting. Kev can even help...
And then a follow up story could be Ben searching out Manuel outside of work to get some revenge and bust/milk his balls.
Once again, great job my friend!
Thank you, bbmal! I'm glad you enjoyed the story and I like your idea a lot!
I love the story. The only thing I didn't like was the nut popping. I don't think anyone would would offer their nuts if that was a possibility, or if the company put that in the contract even though it is just a story.
Here are some ideas for a follow up.
I loved the cup testers story you wrote awhile ago. You could do something similar where a bunch of investors are checking out the place. Maybe they use a demonstration and Kev doesn't realize that means he gets the works, even the prostate stimulation for the demonstration.
Maybe Manual finds that he really needs the money and needs to change positions for the money. Or he isn't making his quota and the only way for him to make it is to offer some of his own.
Vince could get a job there to improve the process. Maybe you could have two guys milked at the same time. One as a control with the older process, and one that Vince comes up with some ideas.
Maybe Leo or David could also get a job there and part of the training is being a getting milked in the training before you can actually do it on someone. They might not realize this when they sign on. Orientation for new hires might be a bitch. But I think I would love to see them working too.
I do like the idea of Manual training someone as well. I'd love to hear his explanations as he trains.
I love all your stories. Although I don't post a lot, I love the world that you have created. Great job as usual!
Thanks for your feedback!
Personally, I think that Manuel likes to talk a lot on the job, and probably some of it has to be taken with a grain of salt - but who knows, maybe he's telling the truth... ;-)
I really like your ideas! I may not be able to use all of them but I'm pretty sure some will appear in a sequel.
How about Logan needs some extra cash to buy a birthday present for his girlfriend. Manuel happens to be training Jackson from Never Bet Your Balls. Manuel and Jackson take turns bashing Logan's balls really good.
Then in the end Manuel and Jackson leave, while Logan takes some time to recover. When he leaves he sees his girlfriend making out with Jackson.
Maybe she can even break up with him and explain that Jackson is bigger and better in bed?
I think it could also potentially lead to a one on one fight in a separate syory, though maybe that's a bit much. (I just really like Logan getting his balls busted.)
Thanks for comment, Carter! I love your idea!
Wow, there have been so many great suggestions... That's stuff for A LOT of sequels... :-))
This is one of the top stories I've read in a while, really hot. I'd like to see one where they are challenged to get the milkee off without touching his cock, only his balls and prostate.
Oooh, I like that idea, footplaya! I'll keep it in mind for a sequel!
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