Nut cracking contest (Connor meets Kev, Ben and Colin)

Special thanks to Connor for the idea for this story! If you (yes, I mean you, the one who enjoys a friendly little contest!) would like to meet the Ballbusting Boys and see yourself in a story please read this post for more details.

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

Featured in this story: Ben, Colin, and Kev (click for pictures)

“Welcome to the party, man”, Kev said with a wide grin. The 20 year old jock was dressed casually, wearing jeans and a t-shirt. His brown hair was tousled and he looked a little like he had just gotten out of bed.

Music was blaring from the speakers.

It was a normal Friday night at the dorm, nothing fancy, just the guys getting together to warm up for the rest of the night when everybody would go out to some clubs. 

“I hope you’re ready for the strong stuff”, Kev grinned, grabbing Connor’s shoulders with a chuckle.

Connor smiled back at him. “You mean booze?” He was 22 years old, a handsome young man with black hair and a fit body.

Everybody on campus had heard about the awesome parties at the dorm, and he had been dying to be invited to one for ages. Today was his chance to prove that he was a great guy to be around, and he was determined to seize that chance. Maybe he’d even get one of the coveted rooms in the dorm so he could get out of his shitty, overpriced apartment.

“I mean this”, Kev replied with a wink and brought up his knee.



It connected with the very impressive bulge in Connor’s jeans and elicited a surprised gasp followed by a long, wheezing groan as Connor doubled over, grabbing his balls. “Fuck, my nuts!” he croaked in a strained voice.

Kev burst out laughing, patting Connor’s back. “Sorry, man, you were leaving yourself open, you know? I just couldn’t pass on an invitation like that…”

Connor chuckled weakly, catching his breath, his face contorted in pain.

Kev’s friends Colin and Ben joined him, amused expressions on their faces.

Like Kev, they were 20 years old, two handsome guys with athletic bodies and muscles in all the right places. Ben’s hair was black, and Colin’s was blond.

Ben was wearing sweat pants and a tank top that showed off his muscular upper body and his bulging biceps. “Hey, buddy, what’s up?”

“Looks like you’ve handed out a handful of peanut butter”, Colin chimed in, chuckling.

“Two hands full”, Connor quipped with a grin, clutching his crotch with both of his hands. “Extra creamy.”

Kev, Ben and Colin roared with laughter.

“If you want to join us you need a pair of big, tough nuts”, Ben grinned, grabbing his crotch and adjusting his package. “Like these two babies here.”

Colin and Kev looked at each other and laughed, rolling their eyes.

“Biggest balls in the room, buddy”, Ben said with a proud grin as he squeezed his package, creating an obscene outline of his hefty balls and his big, meaty dick. “Biggest balls in the room.”

“Yeah, and weakest nuts as well”, Colin joked before smacking Ben’s neatly displayed goodie bag with the back of his hand, causing Kev and Connor to roar with laughter as Ben let out an anguished howl.

“Sounds like they are also the weakest balls in the room”, Connor quipped with a cocky grin.

The room fell silent.

Kev and Colin raised their eyebrows.

Someone let out a wolf-whistle.

“What did you say?” Ben said with an incredulous look on his face. The pain in his meaty nuggets was instantly forgotten.

A few guys chuckled.

Connor blinked. “Well, I---” He chuckled. “It was a joke man, don’t take it personally.”

“What did you say?” Ben repeated, his eyes narrowing.

Connor laughed nervously. “You sure you want to hear it again?”

Ben stared at him.

Kev chuckled. “I think this brave young man just challenged Ben to a nut cracking contest.” He turned to Colin. “Right?”

“Fucking right, man”, Colin grinned. “I heard it to. What do you think, Ben?”

Without taking his eyes off of Connor, Ben grabbed his shirt with both of his hands and ripped it apart, exposing his muscular chest. The crowd erupted with cheers and applause as Ben pounded his chest like a gorilla, roaring: “NUT CRACKING CONTEST!”

Connor’s eyes widened as the crowd went wild. People were patting their shoulders, others were jumping around wildly, cheering and clapping their hands.

A few minutes later, Connor and Ben were standing side by side on a little makeshift stage.

Kev was waving his hands and the crowd went quiet.

“Let me introduce our contestants”, Kev yelled. “You all know Ben.”

“Biggest balls in the room!” Ben roared, pulling down his pants and exposing his ample equipment, eliciting cheers and applause.

“And this is Connor, the challenger”, Kev continued after the noise had died down. “Let’s see the goods, rookie.”

Connor chuckled and shifted uncomfortably.

“Off with those pants, I mean it”, Kev said with a grin. “Let’s see what you’re working with here.”

Connor blinked. “You---”

Kev rolled his eyes, brought his legs back and kicked him in the nuts, much to the amusement of the crowd that erupted with cheers and laughter as Connor doubled over, groaning in pain.

“I said off with those pants, rookie”, Kev said with a grin.

“Okay, okay”, Connor croaked with a weak chuckle. “Got it, man.” He took off his pants, revealing a very well-proportioned set of genitals. His dick was meaty and thick, and his fat, juicy balls hung low in their sack. Due to the repeated attacks on his manhood, the bulging ball bag had a rosy shine, and it looked like it was beginning to swell a little.

“Not bad, rookie”, Kev grinned. “That’s a nice pair of nuts.”

“Thanks, I guess”, Connor said with a mix of pride and embarrassment.

“Are you ready to get them cracked?” Kev smiled, putting a hand on Connor’s shoulder.

“Well…” Connor grimaced. “I guess I am.”

Kev chuckled. “Is that a yes?”

Connor gulped and nodded.

“Let me hear it”, Kev grinned. “Loud and clear.”

“Yes”, Connor said.

“Louder!”

“Yes!”

“Are you ready to get your fucking nuts cracked?”

“Yes!”

“Louder!”

“YES!”

“Do you want us to crack your fucking nuts?”

“YES!”

“Say it!”

“FUCKING CRACK MY FUCKING NUTS!”

The crowd erupted in cheers and applause, and Kev gave Connor a playful slap to the bean bag. “Attaboy”, he grinned, winking at Connor. “We’re gonna fucking crush them…”

Kev turned to the crowd. “Now, let’s start the contest. It’s three rounds. First round is punches, second round is squeezes, third round is freestyle. Rookie, are you ready?”

“FUCK YEAH!” Connor roared. “CRACK MY FUCKING NUTS!”

The crowd cheered and clapped.

Kev chuckled and turned to his buddy. “What about you, Ben?”

“Bring it on!” Ben hollered to riotous applause. He grabbed his sack by the neck and shook it wildly. “BIGGEST BALLS IN THE ROOM!”

The crowd went wild.

“Round one”, Kev said and knelt in front of Connor as Colin assumed the same position in front of Ben.

Kev and Colin balled their fists.

Kev looked at Colin and grinned. “Ready, steady, go!”

The crowd clapped and cheered as Kev and Colin started punching the two ball bags that were dangling in front of them.

Connor was gritting his teeth, grunting and groaning and grimacing in pain as Kev delivered a series of nut-crunching uppercuts that connected perfectly with his nutbag, flattening his nuggets like pancakes again and again and again.

At the same time, Colin was using Ben’s nutsack as a speedbag, hitting the two tender orbs at a steady rhythm as Ben tried to act as if he wasn’t hurting. His eyes were twitching as he bit his lips, his hands cramping, his fingers digging into his thighs.

The crowed was laughing and clapping, chanting and cheering as the two muscular hunks got their balls beaten.

Their delighted cheers mixed with the grunts and groans of agony, and with the sound of two fat, heavy ballbags smacking against fists and thighs.

After a few dozen hard punches, Ben’s façade showed some serious cracks. “Oh fuck”, he grunted, his eyes clenched shut. “Oh fuck, my fucking nuts!”

Connor was howling in agony.

By now, Kev was holding Connor’s sack with one hand and pummeling it with his clenched fist, going back and forth between the two rapidly swelling gonads, making sure that each fat nut got its fair share of attention. Connor was moaning and groaning, his eyes wide open, staring at his sack that was turning very purple very quickly, his face filled with agony.

“Fuuuck!” Ben howled as Colin delivered a very effective combination of straights and hooks to his battered testicles.

It was obvious that neither Connor nor Ben was willing to give up despite the fact that their resilience – and possibly their ability to ever father children – was crumbling rapidly.

The crowd was hooting, laughing and cheering as Ben and Connor howled and roared in agony, performing a strangely alluring duet of utter agony as their battered nuts turned purple.

“Fuuuuuuuuuuck!” Ben howled as Colin pounded his battered balls.

“Noooooooooo!” Connor chimed in while Kev was punching his tender testicles.

The turning point came when Kev started speedbagging Connor’s jewels like a prize-fighter.

Connor eyes crossed and he let out a high pitched squeal. “I give!” he squeaked in a perfect soprano before collapsing on the ground.

“Fuck yeah!” Ben managed to croak, shaking his ballsack in muted triumph. “Nobody defeats these balls!”

Colin laughed. “Well done, buddy!” he grinned and threw an extra-hard punch at Ben’s exposed, bloated balls for good-measure.

That was the straw that broke the camel’s balls.

Ben’s jaw dropped and he let out a breathy, wheezing moan.

Kev let out a laugh. “Ouch. Looks like you knocked Ben Junior right out of the crib.”

Colin and Kev high-fived as Ben’s wide-open eyes filled with tears.

“Awww”, Colin said, grimacing in mock-sympathy. “Poor Ben Junior.” Then he delivered another nut-crunching punch to Ben’s bruised balls.

“Oooooh!” Ben whimpered and sank to the ground.

The crowd went wild with cheers and applause as Kev and Colin got up and hugged, complimenting each other on a job well done, while Ben and Connor were writing on the stage, nursing their battered balls.

“Round one goes to Ben”, Kev announced. “It looks like our contestants need to catch their breath. We’ll start with round two in half an hour. Somebody bring these brave young men some ice!”

Precisely thirty minutes later, Connor and Ben were sitting on chairs on the stage. Their hands were tied behind their backs, and their legs were tied to the chair legs.

Despite the fact that their balls had been iced and lotioned and oiled and pampered for half an hour, they looked pretty bad. Beet red, bloated and covered in bruises, neither sack looked ready for another round of nut pain.

Connor was staring at his crotch, looking shocked and a little worried about his most precious possessions.

Ben was staring straight ahead, a defiant expression on his face. “What are you waiting for?” he yelled, eliciting cheers and laughter from the crowd.

Kev chuckled and cracked his knuckles. “Okay, here’s round two”, he said, pulling a pair of latex gloves out of his pocket and putting them on.

Colin did the same.

“This is the squeezing round”, Kev said, wiggling his fingers. He turned to Connor. “If Ben wins this round it’s over. You know that, right?”

Connor looked up. A look of determination appeared on his face as he shrugged his shoulders. “He won’t win.”

“That’s the spirit”, Kev laughed. “Let’s turn these motherfuckers into peanut butter!”

Simultaneously, Kev and Colin grabbed their assigned ball bags and started squeezing them.

Colin took each of Ben’s nuts into one hand and pressed his thumbs deep into the core of Ben’s bloated balls, eliciting a long, high-pitched squeal from Ben.

Kev chose a different approach. He interlocked his fingers and placed Connor’s testicles between the heels of his hands. Then he started grinding them with all the force he could muster, making Connor yodel in pain as his precious jewels were ground into diamond dust.

The crowd was hooting and cheering and laughing at the grotesque pain faces that Connor and Ben displayed as Kev and Colin did everything in their power to wrecked their valuables and make sure that their sex life was put on hold for a while.

Connor’s balls were ground between Kev’s strong hands. Kev squished and squashed Connor’s nuts with all the force he could muster, grinning devilishly as Connor screamed from the top of his lungs.

Meanwhile, Colin tried very hard to pit Ben’s fat, plump, rapidly swelling cherries. His thumb was digging deep into the tender core of Ben’s balls as if he was trying to pulp those tender pip fruits. Now and then he pinched and poked at the tender back side of each testicle, going for the sweet spot were the nut cords connected with Ben’s balls, reliably making him squeal like a banshee every single time.

Even though every fiber in his body was filled with pain, Connor knew that he couldn’t give up no matter what.

Likewise, Ben knew that losing this round would mean more pain for his poor balls so he was determined to stay in the game.

Both of them were screaming from the top of his lungs as the crowd was chanting and cheering.

“Damn, those are some tough motherfuckers”, Kev chuckled as he squeezed Connor’s balls with all the force he could muster.

“Yeah”, Colin mumbled, grinding his teeth with effort as he squished Ben’s nuts as hard as he could. “Just give up already…”

For the next five minutes neither Ben nor Connor gave up, even though Colin and Kev did their very best to convince them to do so.

The two tender orbs in Kev’s hands were ridiculously swollen and covered in bruises. Connor was screaming and squealing as Kev flattened his testicles like pancakes.

The ballbag that Connor was manhandling didn’t look any better. It was bloated and bruised and beet red.

Even though neither Connor nor Ben was ready to raise the flag of surrender, their flag poles seemed inclined to do so: The rough handling of their trusted companions had the odd effect of making both Ben and Connor spring raging erections – a fact that the crowd acknowledged with roaring laughter.

“Look, if neither of them wants to give up”, Kev said. “Let’s say the first one to cum loses.” He looked at Colin. “Okay?”

“Okay”, Colin mumbled.

Both of them renewed their efforts, and Connor and Ben answered with a shrill and dissonant choir of woe, accompanied by full-throated encouragements from their friends in the crowd.

Encouraged by a shiny drop of precum that oozed out of Ben’s dick, Colin continued grinding Ben’s balls despite the fact that his fingers were starting to hurt.

Connor’s cock was standing proud and tall, but the tip was still dry, even though Kev was trying very hard to squish the cum out of his nuts.

“Come on, come on”, Colin mumbled, squishing Ben’s balls with both of his hands. “Come on!”

Connor’s screamed from the top of his lungs, throwing his head back, his eyes clenched shut in pain, as Kev squeezed the life out of his testicles.

But it was Ben’s nuts that gave up their precious load first.

“No!” Ben howled as he felt the orgasm rising. “No! No! Noooo!”

“Fuck yeah!” Colin yelled triumphantly as the first jet of cum sputtered out of Ben’s dick, flying through the air in a majestic arc before landing square in the middle of Ben’s face. “Fuck yeah!”

Kev let out a sigh. “Damn, all the effort for nothing”, he mumbled and gave Connor’s nuts a frustrated punch.

Ironically, that punch was all it needed to send Connor over the edge. In a dual orgasm that was met with wild applause from the crowd, both Ben and Connor emptied their balls.

Jet after jet of creamy spunk shot out of their dicks.

Kev and Colin looked at each other and burst out laughing.

“Fucking losers”, Kev chuckled, shaking his head in disbelief.

The simultaneous orgasms seemed to last like an eternity, and even when both Ben and Connor were covered in their own cum, their bruised and battered balls weren’t empty yet.

“Alright”, Kev said, looking at his watch. “I guess it’s a draw. Now, let’s start the final round and get it over with.”

Ben and Connor were too preoccupied with their painful orgasms to realize what was happening, and before they knew it Kev and Colin had started the final round on their drained and battered balls.

Kev untied Connor and made him stand in front of him with his legs spread and his hands behind his head.

Connor gritted his teeth in anticipation as Kev delivered a devastating kick to his crotch that hit his drained balls and his dripping dick dead-on.

“Ooooooh!” Some guys in the audience cringed and cupped their own groins in sympathy but most of them roared with laughter and clapped their hands.

Colin had thrown Ben to the ground, taking his ankles and spreading his legs in a wide V before stomping down on Ben’s bruised and bloated ballbag.

Kick after nut-crunching kick crashed into Connor’s nuggets, ramming his balls into his body and flattening them like pancakes, while Colin delivered a series of nasty stomps to Ben’s manhood, as if he was trying to stomp out the root of his family tree once and for all.

“Oh god”, Connor howled. “My fucking nuts!”

The crowd was clapping rhythmically as Kev kicked Connor’s nuts with the precision and the force of a seasoned football player.

Connor’s red, swollen nutsack was swinging back and forth after every kick, and Connor stumbled backwards, almost losing his balance.

“If you fall you’re out”, Kev yelled cheerfully before powering another hard kick up between Connor’s muscular thighs.

Connor gritted his teeth, his eyes clenched shut, his face a mask of pain, as he tried to remain standing while Kev launched kick after nut-crunching kick at his grotesquely swollen testicles.

Ben was screaming from the top of his lungs as his friend Colin stomped his nuts mercilessly.

A particularly nasty kick made Connor’s knees tremble, and it almost looked like he was going down.

At the same time, Ben’s rock-hard dick betrayed him once again, getting ready to shoot another load that might be the end of the game.

It was a photo-finish.

Connor’s knees hit the ground just when a healthy spurt of salty spunk shot out of Ben’s dick.

In an almost poetic scene of defeat Ben’s cum rained down on Connor as he knelt on the ground, cupping his crotch and howling in agony.

The crowd went absolutely nuts.

“We don’t have a winner”, Kev announced with a laugh. “But we sure have a couple of losers!”

The guys in the audience roared with laughter as Kev and Colin high-fived and jumped off the stage where Ben’s dick was shooting cum and Connor was getting showered in it.

“It’s like a confetti canon”, Kev quipped.

“Just a little stickier”, Colin added.

The DJ turned the music on, and the two contestants were left to nurse their wounds.

Connor was cupping his balls, fondling them with both of his hands, an incredulous expression on his face. The two tender orbs were bruised and swollen, and Connor was seriously wondering if they’d ever be the same again.

Ben was exhausted. His nuts were wrecked and drained, and every fiber in his body was hurting. And yet, there was only one question on his mind: “So who won?”

Connor blinked. “Does it matter?” he croaked in a strained voice.

“Of course it does!” Ben said.

“I don’t know”, Connor mumbled, wincing as he touched his aching balls. “I guess we both lost.”

Ben stared at him.

“What?” Connor said.

“I don’t fucking lose”, Ben said in a toneless voice.

Connor blinked. “So what are we going to do?”

“Next week, same time, same place”, Ben said. “You and me. Nut cracking contest.”