Nut fucked butt slut (Erik meets Cal and Brandon)

Special thanks to Erik for the idea for this story! If you (yes, I mean you, the one who is equally appalled and aroused by the title of this story!) would like to meet the Ballbusting Boys and see yourself in a story please read this post for more details.

Artwork created by Champ

Warning: Contains graphic homosexuality.

Featured in this story: Brandon and Cal (click for pictures)

“He’s a fucking prude, that’s what he is”, Brandon chuckled, lathering his short black hair.

The roars of laughter from his team mates drowned out the sound of the showers.

“A fucking prude”, Brandon repeated cheerfully.

The handsome 21 year old Asian-American chuckled and soaped up his muscular body, making sure to pay special attention to his private parts, his fat, meaty dick and his plump, low-hanging balls.

Like everybody else on the team, Brandon had the perfect swimmer’s build, a defined torso and broad shoulders that formed a wide V with his narrow waist.

“How do you know?” Cal chuckled.

Cal was Brandon’s best friend, a good-looking, athletic, muscular guy with ebony skin and a perfect package that put Brandon’s very impressive goods to shame. Right now, Cal’s crotch was obscured by shampoo but a quick back-hand smack from Brandon made the shampoo go away and revealed Cal’s fat schlong and his juicy plums for a brief moment before Cal doubled over and covered them with his hands, grunting in pain as the laughter of his team mates echoed through the showers.

“Have you seen the way he averts his eyes when he sees us naked?” Brandon chuckled as Cal moaned and groaning, playing up the pain in his nuts to his buddies. “That man is a fucking prude.”

The man they were talking about was sitting in his office not far away. Erik was the assistant coach of the swim team, a sociable young man, tall and handsome, 30 years old, with brown hair. He couldn’t hear the swim team joke about his sex life, which was a good thing because what they said was true. Erik was a prude, and just talking about sex would have made his head turn the color of an overripe tomato.

Erik was sitting behind his desk, flipping through a swim wear catalogue. It was a good thing that he was sitting down because the sight of all these hot men made him rock hard.

Unbeknownst to him, just behind the wall of his office, in the boys’ locker room, a plan was set in motion that would change Erik’s world forever.

It was a simple dare that only a group of horny, boisterous young men could come up with: Seduce the prude.

Cal and Brandon accepted eagerly, confident that they’d be able to get into the assistant coach’s pants, thrilled at the prospect of fucking his brains out.

Both of them were single at the moment, and they hadn’t fucked a girl in a couple of weeks. Their balls were brimming with spunk, and they were desperate to pump it into some willing hole.

They put on their speedos, making sure that their ample packages looked nice and delicious. Their teammates hollered and cheered as they made their way to the assistant coach’s office.

Erik looked up from his magazine when he heard the knock on his door.

“Come in”, he said, hurrying to hide the catalogue under the desk, putting it on his lap, on top of his rock hard cock.

“Hey coach”, Cal said, smiling at Erik. “Got a minute?”

Erik cleared his throat. “Sure, guys, come on in.”

Cal and Brandon entered the room and closed the door.

There was an awkward pause as Erik tried not to stare at their bulging speedos.

He failed miserably, and the big boner that knocked against his desk from below was proof to that.

In fact, there was an audible thump when Erik’s dick twitched and hit the tabletop, and everybody in the room heard it.

Cal and Brandon looked at each other and grinned.

“What was that?” Brandon asked, looking deep into Erik’s eyes, slowly walking towards him.

“Yeah, that sounded like a big, hard piece of wood knocking against another big, hard piece of wood”, Cal said, casually running his fingers over his hard, defined abs.

Erik swallowed hard. “I didn’t hear anything”, he mumbled not very convincingly, blinking nervously.

“Oh, you must have heard it, coach”, Brandon said, licking his lips.

“You must have heard it”, Cal chimed in. “It came from that direction.” He pointed at Erik’s crotch that was hidden under the desk.

Cal and Brandon sat down on the desk, on either side of Erik.

Erik shifted uncomfortably.

Again, his dick bumped against the desk with a solid thump.

Erik tried to distract from the noise by banging his fist on the desk and clearing his throat. “How can I help you, guys?” he said a little too loudly and a little too cheerfully.

It was a very clumsy diversion attempt, made worse by the fact that at that very moment the swimwear catalogue dropped to the ground.

Erik looked like he was about to die. He reached for the magazine but Brandon was quicker.

“Now look at that”, Brandon said with a chuckle, flipping through the pages. “Very interesting, don’t you think, buddy?” He winked at Cal.

Cal grinned. “Very interesting”, he said, turning to Erik whose face was beet red with embarrassment. “Do you like looking at guys in speedos?” With that, he hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his speedo, slowly pulling it down and revealing the meaty shaft of his dick.

Erik was staring at it, his eyes filled with hunger, lust and shame.

“You like what you see, coach?” Brandon grinned, following Cal’s lead and slowly exposing his manhood.

Erik mumbled something unintelligible.

“What was that?” Cal asked. His dick was half exposed.

“Don’t stop”, Erik mumbled, a little louder.

Cal and Brandon looked at each other and smiled.

Then they pulled down their speedos, revealing two very big, very thick, very meaty, very delicious pieces of meat with generously filled beanbags to match.

“Oh god”, Erik whispered breathlessly, his mouth watering as he stared at Cal’s huge dick.

“Touch it”, Cal said softly. “Go on, touch it.”

Erik bit his lower lip. Then he reached out and grabbed Cal’s massive monster, shivering as his fingers touched the hot, hard rod.

“You like it?” Cal said softly.

Erik didn’t look up. His eyes were fixed on Cal’s huge, meaty dick. He swallowed hard.

“You want it in your mouth?” Cal said with a grin.

Erik looked like he was about to cum in his pants.

“Not so fast, coach”, Brandon chuckled and reached between Erik’s thighs. Instead of taking Erik’s hard cock and allowing him to relieve his tension, Brandon grabbed hold of Erik’s nuts and squeezed them hard, making Erik gasp in pain and surprise as his orgasm was stopped dead in its tracks and the pleasure he felt was replaced by the sharp, incomparable pain that only a man could feel.

Erik’s lips parted and he let out a strangled grunt that was immediately muffled by Cal’s humongous dick that entered his mouth, stretching his lips as the tip slid further and further inside, tickling his tonsils and making him gag before coming to rest mid-throat as Cal’s pubic hair touched Erik’s nose.

“He’s a natural”, Brandon said, playfully squeezing Erik’s nuts, making him let out a muffled grunt.

“Yeah, he’s alright”, Cal chuckled. “Let’s see if his throat can take a good fucking.”

Erik’s eyes were wide open, blinking, as Cal started powerfucking his mouth, making him retch and gag and grunt and groan.

Meanwhile, Brandon was squishing and squashing Erik’s balls with his hands, laughing as Erik’s eyes filled with pain and panic.

“Watch your teeth, coach”, Cal said, smacking Erik’s face as he continued pounding his mouth like a pro.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Cal pulled his dick out of Erik’s mouth, allowing him to catch his breath.

“Oh my god!” Erik croaked, panting heavily. “Oh my fucking god!”

Cal and Brandon laughed.

“Try him”, Cal said matter-of-factly, turning Erik’s mouth over to his best friend. “Don’t go easy, he can take it.”

Brandon laughed and held Erik’s head in place with both of his hands as he started frantically fuck his throat, eliciting all kinds of funny noises.

Cal made sure that Erik didn’t cum by grabbing his ball bag with both of his hands, squeezing his cum-filled nuggets with all the force he could muster.

Erik was grunting and gagging, groaning and retching as his mouth was used by his well-hung student while his balls were getting abused at the same time.

Ironically, Cal’s efforts to keep Erik from cumming caused his throat to tighten considerably, which in turn gave Brandon one of the most amazing orgasms that he had ever felt.

Erik’s eyes grew wide as saucers as Brandon’s load flooded his throat.

“Fuck yeah!” Brandon bellowed, pressing Erik’s head against his crotch as he filled his stomach with a very generous batch of stud sauce, his dick balls-deep inside Erik’s mouth. “Fuck fuck fuck fuck FUCK yeah!”

When Brandon pulled his dick out of Erik’s mouth it was covered in slime, spit and spunk.

Erik coughed and gasped, trying to catch his breath, but Cal just grabbed his ears, made him kneel on the revolving chair and filled his mouth with his fat dick. The noisy, nasty throatfucking continued with Erik’s ass up in the air, his hole on dispay, his dick and balls wedged between his thighs.

Despite having just shot his load, Brandon was far from done. His dick was hard as a rock as he started fingering Erik’s hole while kneading his balls, jerking his dick now and then.

It didn’t take long until Erik shot a nice, big load that Brandon used to lubricate his fat cock.

It was dripping with Erik’s spunk as Brandon lined it up with his hole.

Brandon and Cal looked each other and grinned as they spit-roasted Erik, using him like a cheap fuck toy.

After a couple of minutes, they pulled out and changed holes by spinning the chair around. With a hearty laugh and a quick high-five they resumed fucking, pounding Erik from both ends.

They changed holes a couple of times until they filled Erik with their loads simultaneously, flooding him from both ends and making their cum ooze out of his hole and his mouth as they pounded him.

Erik looked dizzy and aglow, drunk on cum and pain and sex. Creamy juzz was running down his legs and his hole was gaping.

“Look at that fucking hole”, Brandon chuckled, putting three of his fingers inside.

“You fucking ruined it”, Cal laughed, smacking Erik’s ass cheeks with both of his hands.

“You ruined it!” Brandon replied with a chuckle. “That huge fucking dong of yours is just too big!” He jerked his own hard dick as he fingerfucked Erik, complaining, “Now it’s too wide for my fucking dick!”

Cal chuckled. “We’ll just have to make it a little tighter for you.” He winked at Brandon as he propped Erik up, making him stand with his feet apart. Then he motioned for Brandon to start fucking him.

As Brandon did, Cal kicked Erik in the nuts. It wasn’t a full force kick but it hit the mark, making Erik groan and tense up, causing his stretched hole to tighten considerably

“Fucking hell!” Brandon laughed as Erik grunted in pain.

“Does it work?” Cal chuckled.

“Fuck yeah!” Brandon laughed. “It’s fucking awesome! Do it again!”
Once again, Cal kicked Erik’s nuts, harder this time, much to Brandon’s delight.

Erik screamed in pain but his dick told a different story. It was a rock-hard monument of lust, quivering and twitching with every kick, leaking precum like a faucet.

Again and again, Cal kicked Erik’s nuts, egged on by Brandon who pounded Erik’s hole with his big, fat dick.

Cal was just as horny as Brandon. His meaty cock was hard as steel and he jerked it casually as he delivered kick after nut-crunching kick to Erik’s rapidly swelling nutsack.

“Are you done?” Cal asked impatiently, slamming Erik’s nuts with a hard kick as he watched his buddy use Erik’s hole.

“Oh fuck, this is so fucking awesome!” Brandon groaned, showing no signs of slowing down as he plowed Erik’s hole. “Come on, join me!”

They cleared the desk and climbed on top of it, putting Erik between them.

The handsome assistant coach’s eyes widened and he let out a gasp as the two fat dicks entered his hole at the same time, stretching his battered butt hole even wider.

Now and then, Cal threw a punch at Erik’s beet red ball bag, eliciting grunts and groans as Erik was double-fucked by the two massive dicks.

He shot a creamy load that Cal scooped up and fed to him while they came in his ass, planting their seed deep inside of him.

Erik got up, his pain-contorted face covered in cum, his spent dick dripping with his own load while Brandon’s and Cal’s spunk was running out of his gaping hole. His balls were bruised and swollen, beet red and bloated.

He didn’t dare look Cal and Brandon in the eyes. They had reduced the assistant coach to a fuck toy, a delirious set of holes to do with as they pleased.

Erik’s eyes fell on their massive erections, and it dawned on him that they weren’t finished with him yet.

“That hole is ruined for good”, Brandon said with the voice of an official expert assessing the damage after a natural disaster. He shrugged his shoulders. “What do we do now?”

Cal looked at Erik’s beet red bean bag. He chuckled. “Coach, have you ever been nut-fucked?”

Erik blinked, his mind filled with pain and lust and pleasure and pain, unable to process what Cal had said.

The assistant coach’s body was glistening with sweat. His face was contorted in pain, and yet his dick was hard and dripping with precum.

“I guess that’s a no”, Cal grinned. The handsome swimmer took a step forward and grabbed Erik’s nutsack in one hand, putting the other had on top of it, creating a crevice that was filled with Erik’s sore, swollen nuts.

Brandon shook his head in disbelief. “No fucking way”, he laughed as he watched Cal line up his dick with the crevice.

Cal chuckled. “Hey, coach, say goodbye to your nut virginity…”

Brandon burst out a laughing as Cal started fucking Erik’s nuts, driving his dick in and out of the cavity between his hands, crunching his nuts like a battering ram.

“Holy fuck, this is incredible!” Cal groaned as he fucked Erik’s spent, sore nuts, eliciting high pitched wails and screams of agony as he used Erik’s drained babymakers for his own pleasure.

“Fuck those nuts!” Brandon laughed, egging his buddy on. “Oh yeah, fuck those nuts, man!”

Cal was holding Erik’s nuts in a vise-like grip as he pounded them, ignoring Erik’s screams.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Cal shot another huge load on Erik’s nutsack, covering his battered balls with his potent juice, stepping to the side to give Brandon a chance at sloppy seconds.

With Erik’s nuts so perfectly lubricated, Brandon had a great time, following Cal’s lead and holding Erik’s nuts in place to fuck the life out of them.

“I can’t believe I’ve never tried this before”, Brandon groaned as he fucked Erik’s nuts, crunching them with every thrust and eliciting grunts and groans from Erik.

Erik’s face was a mask of pain as Brandon shot his load, adding another creamy layer of jizz to Erik’s battered, bruised ballsack.

Brandon and Cal high-fived as they turned to go, allowing Erik to sink to the ground, wrecked and filled with cum, his body glistening with sweat and spunk.

“That was pretty awesome”, Cal chuckled.

“Yeah, it was”, Brandon grinned as he opened the door.

They were greeted by their team mates who cheered and congratulated them.

It didn’t take long until the first guy popped the question that was on everybody’s mind. “Is he good for another round?”

Brandon and Cal looked back at the cum-covered man on the ground.

“Sure”, Brandon said with a grin. “His hole isn’t that tight anymore but I guess his throat is still good.”

“Yeah”, Cal chuckled as the team rushed into the room. “And if that doesn’t work you can always fuck his nuts…”