Beach brawl (Dustin meets Leo)

Special thanks to Dustin for the idea for this story! If you (yes, I mean you, the one who loves to spend a day at the beach!) would like to meet the Ballbusting Boys and see yourself in a story please read this post for more details.

Featured in this story: Leo (click for pictures)

Leo rolled his eyes.

The skinny 19 year old skater tapped his foot impatiently, letting out an audible sigh. He was shirtless and barefoot, wearing nothing but a pair of dark blue board shorts that contrasted nicely with his tanned skin. He ran his hand through his curly black hair and rolled his eyes again.

“God”, he mumbled. “Hurry up already.”

Usually, Leo was pretty easy-going and relaxed, but today was different. First, he had discovered that the his recent purchase of quality herbal product (for purely medical reasons, of course) was, actually, a bag of utter crap. Then, as he had decided to spend his day at the beach, his car had died. Just like that, out of nowhere. He had made it to the beach by bus, which had been a long and tiresome affair that hadn’t exactly elevated his mood.

And now he was standing in line at the ice cream stand behind some fat guy who was unable to cope with the sheer abundance of ice cream flavors.

“This isn’t rocket science”, Leo mumbled.

The target of Leo’s ire was completely oblivious to Leo’s annoyed mutterings.

“Strawberry”, Dustin said finally. “Strawberry and chocolate.”

The iceman prepared Dustin’s ice cream and handed it to him.

“Hallelujah”, Leo mumbled under his breath. “Finally.”

“Thanks”, Dustin said and turned around.

He found Leo staring at him, a derisive sneer on his face.

Physically, Dustin was the polar opposite of Leo.

He was a bit overweight, and not as tall as the skinny, lanky skater. His hair was blond and his face was rosy-red after staying in the sun for the better part of the day.

Leo chuckled.

Dustin’s eyes narrowed. “What?!”

“Nothing, except that you took forever to make a very simple order”, Leo said. “Now move. There are people waiting, you know?”

Dustin looked around. This time of day, the beach wasn’t too crowded. A few families, a few couples. Leo was the only person waiting at the ice cream stand.

“I said move, fattie”, Leo repeated.

“What’s your problem?” Dustin said.

Leo sighed. “Move, alright? I haven’t got all day.”

Dustin shook his head and took a step to the side, allowing Leo to order.

When Leo had gotten his ice cream and walked down towards the water’s edge, Dustin was waiting for him.

“Listen, that wasn’t very nice of you”, Dustin said.

Leo rolled his eyes. “It wasn’t? Tell that to someone who cares.” He shook his head and walked past Dustin.

“Hey, bitch-stick!” Dustin bellowed.

Leo sighed. “What is it, fattie?” he asked in a mocking tone without slowing down.

“Don’t just walk away from me! Apologize!” Dustin’s voice was shaking with anger.

Leo chuckled. “Yeah, sure.”

“I mean it! Apologize!” Dustin yelled.

“Make me, fat boy”, Leo chuckled.

Dustin let out an angry growl and lunged at Leo, throwing him to the ground. His ice cream landed in the sand.

“What the fuck?!” Leo spat, turning onto his back and looking up at his attacker.

Dustin was towering over him. “Apologize!” he demanded.

Leo hesitated.

“Apologize!” Dustin repeated.

Instead of complying, Leo grabbed a handful of sand and threw it at Dustin’s face. “You sound like a broken record, fat boy!”

Dustin let out an annoyed grunt and grabbed his face.

Leo seized the opportunity and stomped his foot up between Dustin’s thighs, flattening the bulge in his swim shorts and ramming Dustin’s balls into his body.

Dustin let out an anguished wail that made Leo lough out loud.

“Now you sound like a pair of broken balls”, Leo quipped with a mean grin as Dustin doubled over, grabbing his crotch.

Dustin’s pain-contorted face turned into an angry grimace, and he jumped on top of Leo, knocking the wind out of the skinny skater’s lungs.

“Fuck you!” Leo gasped, trying to push the heavy boy off of him.

The two young men rolled through the sand, each of them trying to get the upper hand in a fight that was turning nastier and nastier with every second.

Dustin drove his knee into Leo’s groin, making him scream in agony before he retaliated by pressing his thumbs into Dustin’s eyes.

Dustin grabbed a beach ball that was within his reach and pressed it onto Leo’s face, causing Leo to shift his focus from Dustin’s eyes to his own face.

Leo’s knee connected with Dustin’s tender testicles, crushing them flat and eliciting an anguished squeal.

Gathering his strength, Leo managed to turn Dustin onto his back before crawling away.

Dustin let out an angry grunt and struggled to his feet. “You skinny little fucker!” he growled as he ran after Leo.

Just as Leo reached the water, Dustin caught up with him, shoving him into the sea and holding his head underwater.

Leo struggled and slashed around, landing a vicious punch to Dustin’s gut that made him stumble backwards and land on his ass.

Leo got up, gasping for breath. “You fucking asshole!” he yelled, his voice cracking as he lunged at Dustin, kicking him in the gut as hard as he could and knocking the wind out of the heavy boy.

Dustin’s face was contorted in pain as he screamed from the top of his lungs.

Leo aimed another kick at Dustin’s midsection but Dustin managed to avoid it, grabbing Leo’s foot instead and holding on to it.

Leo’s eyes widened in terror as he hopped on one foot, his crotch exposed.

Dustin took full advantage of Leo’s vulnerable position and kicked his nuts hard.

There was a sickening splat when Dustin’s foot connected with Leo’s precious jewels. His board shorts were wet and clinging to his body, and his nutsack was lose and hanging low, sticking to Leo’s thigh.

Dustin’s foot connected perfectly, hitting the skinny boy’s fat ball bag dead-on.

Leo’s body froze.

His eyes bulged and he let out a strained cough, paralyzed by the pain that radiated through his body.

People on the beach were craning their necks to see what was going on. Some of them snickered at the sight of the arrogant asshole getting his just desserts for bullying the poor fat boy.

A dry cough escaped Leo’s lips and his eyes watered.

Dustin’s face broke into a grin. “How does that feel, skinny little bastard?!”

Leo opened his mouth but before he could say something, Dustin kicked his nuts once again.

A few spectators cringed in sympathy, other burst out laughing at the funny expression on Leo’s face.

Leo’s eyes slowly crossed and he let out a miserable, wheezing moan.

Dustin smiled and let go of Leo’s foot, allowing him to fall to the ground.

Leo landed in the water with a splash.

Some people clapped and cheered while others turned away.

But the show wasn’t over, yet.

Dustin looked down at Leo, a look of stern determination on his face.

He raised his foot.

Leo gulped. “Please, he croaked, please don’t---“

Dustin’s foot came crashing down on Leo’s manhood like a wrecking ball, all but turning poor Leo’s jewels into diamond dust.

Leo screamed from the top of his lungs as Dustin crushed his nuts under his foot, shifting his weight to inflict maximum damage on Leo’s love life.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Dustin stopped his assault on Leo’s manhood.

He grabbed the skinny skater by the hair and pulled him out of the water.

Leo stumbled, grunting and groaning as Dustin led him up the beach, through the group of spectators who patted Dustin’s back and made fun of Leo.

One of them even smacked Leo in the nuts as he passed him, making the skinny skater cough and groan as he was dragged up the beach.

Finally, Dustin arrived at the ice cream stand.

The iceman chuckled. “Strawberry and chocolate?”

Dustin nodded and pointed at Leo. “He’s paying.”