Video links: XXX (16)

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These balls need YOU! (Frankfurt am Main/Germany)

Have a look at those beautiful balls - don't they look awesome? A nice, big pair of juicy nuggets just waiting for YOU to punish the living hell out of them!

Their owner is Michael, lives in Frankfurt am Main/Germany and speaks German and English. He is 55 years old and into bondage, TT and CBT. He likes pup play, sneax, socks, feet, oral and anal (both as a top or a bottom). He is 100% STD free, HIV negative and regularly tested. He can travel 100 km from Frankfurt am Main, and maybe more if the offer is good. :-))

Michael would like to try out new things with YOU, especially when you have fun ideas for what to do with his big, fat nuts. The only caveat: He would like to keep them. :-))

Here's how to reach out to him:
Twitter: @oberonspi
Planetromeo: GaySilverSurfer
Recon: Jimmy1A

Have fun! :-))

Video links: Yoyo yam bags

I never mastered the art of the yoyo. Somehow, that stupid little thing didn't come up when I wanted it to come up! It just hung there, listlessly, lifelessly, and I blushed with embarrassment while everybody around me was joyfully stringing their yoyos.

Anyway, my painful history of yoyo dysfunction might explain my fascination with it. I love watching guys doing tricks with their yoyos, showing off and having a good time, especially when they use it to hit each other in the nuts.

Here are some of my favorite videos of guys playing yoyo with their nuggets.

Let's start with a cute guy named Matrix. I love the way he looks into the camera and says, "Mi nombre es Matrix y esto es 'Yoyo en las pelotas.'" right before getting hit in the nuts. And I love his honesty: The first attempt looked like it connected pretty good, but apparently it didn't, so Matrix demands another shot. This one does it. I guess poor Matrix won't have any Matrixitos...

Art by Champ: The juicer (restored)

Originally posted 10/14/2014

My friend Champ has very kindly allowed me to use his art for inspiration. This is a short little story inspired by the image below.

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

They called him “The juicer” for a reason, and Manny liked his nickname, even though he might have preferred a more subtle one, like “Magic hands” or something like that.

There were two All Ballbusting Fraternities on campus, and Manny desperately wanted to join this one. It wasn’t because of the wild parties or the awesome frat house or the impressive list of successful alumni, but because this frat had some very strict rules about their members’ member size. Only the fattest, meatiest dicks and the biggest, juiciest balls were allowed to join, and Manny was looking forward to crunching nuts and busting balls 24/7.

He hadn’t cum in a week in preparation for this day, and his huge, throbbing balls were filled to the brim with spunk. The prospect of busting another pledge’s balls and squeezing the cum out of him before slipping his gigantic dick into his muscular butt and finally splashing his face with a big load of his sticky, creamy cum had kept him horny all week.

But things hadn’t been going according to plan.

Two pairs of big, fat balls (Tony meets Logan and Zach)

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Video links: Comedy gems (18)

A lot of people have tried to answer the age-old question why nutshots are so funny, and I think it was the great Philip J. Clapp who said, "They just are. Now, what's the capitol of Thailand?"

Here are some more of my favorite nutshot scenes from comedy TV shows, movies and web originals.

The first video is called The Daily Delivery of Ball Punching, and it can only be described as a very surreal comedy (or drama?) about well, a daily delivering of ball punching.

Art by Champ: Big balls at the beach (restored)

Originally posted 10/19/2014

This is a little story inspired by the image below created by my friend Champ.

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

Lars adjusted his red speedos that were bulging with his massive, juicy balls and his huge, hard dick. He loved his job.

He loved watching all the hot, skimpily clad young guys strut their stuff and show off their impressive assets. The tall, muscular blond had just started his shift at the lifeguard station, and already his dick was throbbing and his balls were churning with cum.

The sight of a hot, horny stud coming out of the water, his meaty dick barely concealed by the thin fabric of his wet, white swimming trunks that clung to his body like a second skin, brought a smile to Lars’ face. The dripping wet stud was greeted by his buddies, a group of tanned, muscular hunks in their early twenties whose speedos were jam-packed with raging boners and heavy, cum-filled balls.

The stud grabbed the bulging package in his white speedos which had turned almost transparent in the water. He said something that made his buddies roar with laughter before lifting his hands to high-five one of his friends. But instead of slapping his hands, the stud’s buddy delivered what would forever be known as The Greatest Nutcheck Ever in the memory of everyone who witnessed it.

One on one: David vs. Xander

Featured in this story: David, Xander and Alex (click for pictures)

I knew that this was going to be a bad day.

Indeed, it didn’t take more than a minute for the two egotistical titans to clash.

“You take that back!” Xander snapped, glaring at David. “Take that back, you fucking asshole!”

Xander was 23 years old, a spoiled rich brat who had never worked a day in his life. Blond with tastefully applied platinum highlights, wearing a tailored white suit, very expensive looking white oxfords and a white satin shirt, he looked like an angel – but he was pretty close to my personal definition of the devil: arrogant and self-centered, ignorant and cruel, mischievous and irascible.

David was 19 years old, and he looked like the polar opposite of Xander. Dressed entirely in black, with black leather shoes, back pants and a smart black shirt, and with black hair, he looked hot and a little mysterious. He was a professional ballet dancer, and a very successful one at that. Unfortunately, this success had gone to his head. From what I knew he had always been obnoxious, but now he was positively unbearable. When it came to his character traits, David wasn’t the polar opposite of Xander. He was just like him: mean and nasty, selfish and egotistical, vicious and ruthless.

To cut a long story short: Filming with Xander and David was my personal nightmare.

Video links: Boys just wanna have fun (41)

 
Watching young men frolic around and have fun together is a true delight.

Here are some more of my favorite videos featuring guys hitting each other in the nuts just for fun.

The first clip is very mean and very funny. It's called Karate Kocked, and the official description is priceless:

My friend got his nuts kicked in when I told him i developed the perfect way karate chop about anything, including a Big F***ing History Textbook.But instead i took the easy way out and punted him in the dick, aka Karate Kocked him. [...] the sound he made as his future kids became handicap was priceless and makes this video a classic. enjoy

Yes, please, enjoy!

New poll: Favorite character(s)

Artwork created by Champ

From time to time I like to ask you about your favorite characters on my blog. The results won't necessarily upend my plans for future stories but they give me some very appreciated input for my creative process.

The poll is open until mid-February. If you are reading this post on your computer you find the poll in the right column of this blog. If you are reading this post on your mobile device you find the poll at the bottom of this page.

Poll results: Your first visit

Poll results (version 3) - artwork created by Champ

Last month I asked you when you first visited the blog. More than 300 people took part in the poll.

Here are the results:

In the very beginning, more than ten years ago.   6%
More than five years ago.   33%
More than a year ago.   35%
Less than a year ago.   14%
This is my first visit.   12%

Thanks to everybody who told us about their history with this blog! Your feedback means a lot to me!

Art by Champ: Slugger (restored)

This is a little story inspired by the image below created by my friend Champ.

Slugger grinned as he looked at his buddy.

"This bat goes into your hole", he announced with a confident smile as he undid his belt, releasing his fat, thick dick.

It was a prime piece of top-quality meat, a superb fuck stick of massive proportions. And Slugger knew how to use it. He was a notorious butt slammer with a reputation for planting numerous batches of seed inside every hole that he wanted. Most of his buddies had experienced Slugger's breeding qualities first-hand, and some came back for more again and again.

Hurts like team spirit (Andrew meets Logan and Phil)

Special thanks to Andrew for the idea for this story! If you (yes, I mean you, the one who likes to see young men kick balls!) would like to meet the Ballbusting Boys and see yourself in a story please read this post for more details.

Artwork created by Champ

Featured in this story: Logan and Phil (click for pictures)

It had just been a friendly game of soccer, but listening to Andrew it sounded as if his team had just won the world cup.

“I mean, you know, that penalty was just the icing on the cake, right?” Andrew said, a wide grin on his handsome face. “Nobody could have saved that, right?” He was a cocky young man, not necessarily one of brightest, but reasonably well-liked and usually quite affable – except in situations like these, when he couldn’t stop bragging about his victory. “Nobody could have saved that”, he said with a complacent smile. “That was perfect. Just perfect.”

He had been going on for so long that almost everybody had left the locker room except for two members of the opposite team, Phil and Logan.

Showing no sign of slowing down, Andrew looked down at his large feet and chuckled. “I guess my feet were made for soccer.” He wiggled his toes and chuckled. “Size 12 bombers. Just perfect.” He looked at his feet for a moment, lost in thought, a loving sparkle in his eyes. Then he looked up at Phil and smiled. “Do you think I should play soccer for a living?”

Phil stared at him. The 18 years old redhead was a professional soccer player from England who had gone through years of hard training at several elite training facilities that prided themselves to find talented players and turn them into world class soccer sensations. “You are not serious, right?” he said slowly.

“Of course he is not serious”, Logan chimed in, laughing. “He’s just teasing…”

Happy new year!

Happy new year, my friends!



2018 has been another amazing year for this blog. Once again (after 2008 and 2017) I published more than 200 posts in one year, an amazing number made possible by all the fantastic guest writers that contributed to this blog: