A new cock rules the roost - a Gino and Jayden story (written by Jimmy and Reg)

This is the 12th part of the Gino and Jayden series, and for the three-story-arc that's beginning with this story series creator Jimmy teamed up with Reg who most recently published Pride before the fall (part 1, part 2, part 3) on this very blog. A match made in heaven! I hope you'll enjoy this collaboration as much as I did!

Note: This story features underage characters. It goes without saying that it is a work of fiction and fantasy with no relation to the real world. If you don't like reading about underage characters in ballbusting stories please skip this story and move on to another one.

Previous parts:
Christmas Day
Christmas Eve
Christmas week
Christmas break ends 
Brothers and cousins 
Gino vs. Logan 
A boy's anatomy
Chase's revenge 
Testicular examination
Chase and Jayden team up
The boyfriend debacle

Jayden has been working out all morning, he’s shirtless, with sweat dripping down between his slim pecs as he chest presses a heavily weighted bar, back and forth, up and down. The fourteen year old is on both the swim and wrestling team, he works out on a daily basis and it shows. Jayden’s lean taut body ripples with prepubescent growing muscles as he heaves the bar above his head and brings it back down again making sure that the cool metal kisses his chest each time. “Eight,” Jayden says to an empty garage as he finishes his last set.

The boy rests the bar on the cradle as he sits up checking his phone again, the cracked screen gives no new information. “Dammit Bill,” Jayden mutters under his breath. His boyfriend texted him over a half-hour ago telling Jayden that he had to see him, that it was “Important. Something awful has happened.” Jayden’s mind spun with possibilities, and still does as he towel dries off.

Gino pokes his head into the garage, “Bill here yet?”

“Not yet, I’m starting to get worried.”

Gino grins, “I’m sure the little guys okay Jayden. Maybe he grew an extra inch where it counts most and doesn’t have the tiniest pecker on the planet anymore. Maybe that’s the something awful, he was telling you about,” Gino laughs cruelly at his own joke. Jayden mistakenly told Gino in his fear of what could have befallen his boyfriend, which he regretted almost instantly after he first told him about it. Angrily, Jayden’s eyes darken as he rolls the towel into a ball and tosses his wet sweat soaked towel into Gino’s smiling face. “Gross,” says Gino pulling the white rag away from his face as he sticks out his tongue.

“Serves you right,” Jayden smirks sneakily moving forward and backhanding his brother right in the nuts. Gino wearing only a pair of old raggedy thread-bare grey sweatpants, doubles over as Jayden’s fist dents into his bulge, flattening everything underneath against his pubic bone.

“You hit like a girl,” Gino starts teasing his brother, as he holds in the pain grimacing. “Our cousin Susan, now she’s got an arm…”

Bam! Jayden sucker punches Gino again right in his dangling dingle berries. His younger brother made sure to carefully aim this time so that he slams his knuckles crack into the back of Gino’s bloated extra sensitive balls. “Aww,” Gino moans grasping his prominent package, doubling over “Nice right hook.”

“Want me to follow it up with a left?” asks Jayden. “Bills not here yet, so I could waste some time.”

“Not right now,” Gino staggers to a standing position and stumbles from the garage.

“That’s too bad and Jayden kicks out his white socked foot catching Gino in the back of his balls once more. Gino crumbles to his knees staring up at the ceiling holding onto himself as he dully whines, “My nuts.”

Jayden chuckles and knocks Gino over with a shove, watching him curl up into a ball in the hall leading back into the house. Jayden closes the door as Gino stares at him cross-eyed.

“Looks like I got you good, next time I will apply the crotch lift. I still haven’t gotten that move right” Jayden cracks his knuckles, running a hand over his pecs before punching the air with a quick one, two punch.

A quick thumping on the garage door window catches Jayden’s attention as he hurries over, opening the door to Bill who’s dripping wet, his clothes plastered to his skin looking like he dressed in a hurry as his buttons are all out of sorts, his shirt is untucked and his fly is down.

“Bill…”

Bill wraps his drenched body against Jayden’s torso, whose skin blazes fiercely from the cold as Bill buries his head against Jayden’s shoulder.

“Bill…” Jayden begins hugging him back ferociously. “What’s wrong?”

Bill sniffles, snot running from his nostrils. Jayden hands him a fresh towel wrapping Bill within and leading him to the workout bench sitting him down. Bill blows his nose noisily and looks up slightly blurry eyed at Jayden who stares at him with such intensity that Bill forces his eyes downcast. “It’s the swim team Jayden…something terrible happened.”

“What happened?” Jayden asks again. “Please Bill, just tell me.”

Bill nods his head as Jayden holds him close.

“You’re not going to like it, you’re not going to like it at all,” Bill says as the story pours out of him.

***

Earlier that day, it’s the end of a tough training session and the Under 16 swim team are slipping out of the cold pool one by one as they finish their final lengths.

The harsh burst of a whistle draws their attention as the coach beckons the boys, who huddle around him, shivering as they remove their goggles and adjust their tight-fitting speedo’s. Only one boy, Doug, remains in the pool. Doug is on the wrestling team and a newbie to their pool training sessions. He’s vying for a place on the team but clearly needs some extra training. Laughter erupts from the assembled boys as a hapless Doug screws up his tumble-turn once again, bashing his head against the wall before rising to his feet, spluttering and coughing up water. He curses before continuing his next length.

“Shut up!” The angry yell silences the team...the swim coach is clearly pissed.

“Leave Doug alone and focus on your own pathetic efforts! We’ve got the state finals in just a few weeks and at this rate you’ll be beaten by a team of jellyfish!”

“It’s Bill’s fault, he’s holding us back!” Chase grumbles then mutters to his team-mates “Right, guys? Having baby-balls on the team is such a…”

“Shut-up Chase!” Coach interrupts him “What you boys need is motivation and discipline! Now I want you to go away and choose a captain to organize some extra training. You need a leader with balls to get this team into shape. Now get organized, get fit and I’ll see you boys next week.”

Bill and the rest of the team slowly disperse, slouching heavy shouldered towards the changing room. Only Chase hangs back. He is wearing a sly grin as he grabs his three closest allies for a chit chat by the poolside.

Bill and the other boys head straight for the hot showers. They are all wearing their bright sky-blue team speedos which hug the contours of their developing boyhoods in almost anatomical detail. They jostle together and playfully slap each other’s budding bulges, Bill laughs in delight as he nails the star swimmer right in the spuds. Poor Shane shrieks in distress, then stumbles backwards, open jawed before slumping to his knees in pain.

“Listen up losers!” Chase suddenly yells angrily from the doorway.

The boys freeze and turn nervously to face him. Chase is standing by the doorway smirking at them and casually flexing his chest. The blond bully has gone through quite a growth spurt recently and delights in showing off his superior physical assets. He’s taller than most of the team with an athletic swimmer’s build; his beautifully defined muscles making him look bulkier than he really is. He grins as he tightens his abs to showcase his exquisitely sculpted six pack then casually gropes his proud package, carefully repositioning the two bulbous testicles in his trunks.

“You heard the coach, this team needs a captain so of course it’s going to be me!”

The young blond stud shrugs arrogantly as he scans the room for any potential challengers. Needless to say, he already has the backing of his loyal goons. Adam is standing on his right side, wearing his usual vacant expression as he gazes across at his idol. The boy is almost drooling as his eyes devour Chase’s solid young muscles and he gulps as his focus shifts to Chase’s impressive bulge. Behind Chase, the twins Max and Rex smile at each other with mischievous grins, then reach forward in unison, showing their allegiance by grasping Chase by his solid biceps.

“Screw you, Chase!” Bill steps bravely forward “Shane’s our best swimmer! And unlike you, we actually like him! Who else here votes Shane for captain?”

The five assembled boys glance around nervously. Emboldened by Bill’s bravado one of the bigger boys, Patrick, raises his hand, then another follows suit. Soon all hands are raised high and five triumphant faces grin back. Chase’s power grab has been snuffed-out by the overwhelming power of democracy. Shane himself looks gob smacked. He gapes up from the floor, still holding his aching package after Bill’s earlier nut-shot. He takes a deep breath then slowly gets up from the floor and with a broad grin throws his arms around his loyal friends, but his joyous celebration is abruptly cut short.

“So you think you should be captain, huh, Shane?” Chase scowls, stepping forward and grabbing the smaller boy by the throat. Shane yelps as he’s shoved hard against the wall. Chase grits his teeth, his trained biceps clenching into a rock-hard ball of muscle as he hauls the smaller boy up onto his tip-toes.

“Please, Chase!” Shane pleads in gasping breaths “But I am the fastest swimmer ugh and I did win the vote!”

“Oh, you really think you can beat me?” Chase smirks “Well after we’re done with our little pep talk, how about I race you! 50m freestyle. If you beat me, you can be captain.”

“Hell yeah! Let’s do it!” Bill and his friends exchange high fives as they whoop with joy.

They all know Shane is the like a fish in water and will no doubt leave Chase floundering in his wake. Then as Bill turns back to Chase his blood starts to run cold. Adam and the twins are smirking and nudging each other with scheming grins; it’s clear there’s a plan afoot and Bill’s pretty sure he’s not going to like it.

“But surely it takes more than just speed to make a great captain?” Chase ponders philosophically. He loosens his grip on Shane’s neck as he turns to his buddies, “What do you reckon, boys?”

Adam and the twins nod their heads with eager grins.

“Yeah, I think our captain needs to be strong!” Adam calls out loudly. He places a hand on Chase’s solid biceps, squeezing the hard ball of muscles then letting his fingers trace the subtle veins that snake over his upper arm.

“Hell yeah!” Chase flexes his arm even harder, raising poor Shane high in the air once again. The boy gasps, clutching desperately at Chase’s forearm with both hands. The blond stud wears a cocky grin as Adam continues to drool over his tennis-ball sized guns.

“So, let’s see your biceps, Shane!” Chase smirks as he lowers Shane to his feet. Shane gasps for air then reluctantly flexes his own arms. His trained muscles rise high above his slim arms, they’re lean and hard but can’t match the size of Chase’s guns.

“Pathetic” Chase shakes his head as he releases the half-choked boy.

“I also reckon a captain needs a tough set of nuts” Adam laughs. With a broad grin he steps forward and smashed his bare foot deep into Shane’s modest bulge. The boy yelps in pain, grabbing himself before slowly sinking to his knees.

“Oh God, my nuts!” Shane groans in agony, “Screw you, Adam! I bet you wouldn’t dare to kick Chase in his big nuts!”

“Oh yeah? Well watch this!” With a dumb grin on his face, Adam turns and powers a brutal kick between Chase’s powerful thighs. A dull thud echoes through the room as his instep smashes right into the two bulging orbs, precisely where Chases had positioned them a few seconds ago.

“Huuugghhhh!” Chase exhales with a deep grunt as his powerful frame folds in half. He stumbles back into the twins who grab him by the arms to hold him up

“Fuck! Oh God. My big fucking balls!” Chase howls in distress as he clutches his mangled orbs “Adam, you fucking idiot!”

“Shit! Sorry dude!” Adam gasps with a guilty expression. He leans forward to massage Chase’s shoulders. Then Adam’s jaw drops wide open as Chase powers an uppercut into his nuts. With a determined roar, Chase raises himself to his full height and pulls Adam close towards him.

“Not…That…Hard…Cretin !!!” After each angry word Chase slams his knee into Adam’s decent sized package. The boy’s head slumps onto Chase’s shoulder, and the boy howls in agony as each knee crushes his young spuds, thrusting his cute bubble butt high in the air with each crushing blow.

At the end of his ordeal, the broken boy collapses in a fetal position “Fuck! Ugh my nuts! I’m so sorry Chase,” he whimpers in agony as he nurses his shattered balls.

“It’s no big deal! My balls are tough as hell!” Chase snarls defiantly. His face is bright red and grimacing as he slips his hand into his trunks to adjust his aching gonads.

“Wow! You must have balls of steel, dude!” Max gasps in a blatant show of admiration.

“Yeah and they look pretty big too!” his twin Rex enthuses.

“You reckon?” Chase smiles cockily back at him “Well didn’t Coach say that our captain needs a big set of balls? I wonder if mine are big enough?”

“Hmm let’s check,” Rex winks at his brother and both twins kneel down on either side of Chase turning their hungry eyes towards his impressive teenage bulge. Chase’s stiffening cock is pointing to the left revealing the two plump orbs below.

“Wow, check out the size of this meatball,” Max cautiously raises his hand and nudges Chase’s plump left nut, making the oval shaped organ glide under the tight sky-blue fabric.

“Well I reckon righty’s even bigger!” Rex chuckles as he gently squeezes the other nut between his fingers to assess its size. He gazes enviously as it bulges like a big ripe grape between his fingers.

“Damn, Chase! Fifteen years old and you’ve balls like my dad!” Rex exclaims giving the right nut a gentle squeeze.

“But are they big enough to be captain?” Chase ponders with a sly grin “What do you reckon Adam?”.

“Ugh Fuck, man! I don’t know.” Adam groans up from the floor still rubbing his aching balls. Then he sees Chase’s angry glare and quickly remembers his line.

“Well, er, I guess we could all get our nuts out and compare with yours” Adam mutters with no real enthusiasm.

“This is bullshit!” Bill complains rubbing his tiny bulge, “Coach didn’t mean it literally, idiots!”

“Shut up baby-nuts!” Rex laughs, adding “Now let’s see if anyone here has the balls to take on Chase!”

“Fuck yeah! Come on boys!” Max goads the boys, posturing with an arrogant swivel of hands to the imaginary line where the team should line up “Let’s all line up in front of Chase and compare our nuggets with his! If anyone beats him, they can choose the captain!”

“But what about the losers?” Chase chuckles meanly as he fondles his well-stuffed pouch, as if he is pondering what to do with them. “Any ideas Adam?”

“I dunno man, oh God my nuts hurt so bad!” Adam moans to himself despondently still curled up on the floor. Then slowly he turns up to see Chase glaring down at him and he gulps. “Fuck! Er…how about losers get a knee in the balls.”

“Yeah great idea, Adam!” Max chuckles “But damn, that could be tough on Chase. I mean nine knees to the nuts, Chase, if we’re all more hung than you”

“Oooh now that does sound painful, and I do have a date tonight!” Chase chuckles as he gropes his bulge “But since you forced me into it, I guess I’ll risk it.”

Moments later, a line of swimmers are standing facing Chase while Adam stands hunched over at the side, recording the show on the brand-new iPhone that Chase had bought him for his birthday.

Rex was first in line, or perhaps it was Max? Bill was never quite sure. They really did look identical, both slim, good looking kids with the same straight blond haircuts and mischievous grins. Rex just shrugs, his toned but delicate body looking hopelessly outclassed next to Chase’s muscular frame but he doesn’t show any nerves. With a care-free grin he slips out of his speedo’s revealing his pale shrimp of a cock and a tight scrotum.

Chase chuckles as he pulled down his own speedo’s. His good-sized cock and dangling balls tumbled out into the open, finally freed from the constraints of his swimwear. 

Rex just gulps as he holds out his boy bits, the two orbs are each the size of a small bird’s eggs and look just as delicate in his hands. “Damn, I guess you win this time, Chase” Rex submits with a playful wink then grins back at his team-mates. “Maybe I should try again when my nuts have dropped.”

The swim-teams laughter subsides suddenly as Chase hammers his knee into the boy’s groin. Rex blinks twice, then his jaw drops as he staggers around rather theatrically clutching his cute balls. Finally he slumps to his knees and slowly keels forward until his face kisses the ground.

Next up is Patrick, a stocky Irish lad with an unkept mat of brown hair. He’s fifteen, like Chase, and clearly further along the path of puberty that most of his team-mates. His muscles are quite bulky, though less defined than Chase’s and his speedo’s also appear to be pretty well packed.

“Maybe this will shut you up, Chase!” Pat scowls, glaring defiantly at Chase as he strips naked to reveal an impressively thick meat-stick that sways heavily beneath a small patch of dark, wispy pubes. Chase bites his lip and a small muscle twitches on his jaw. Patrick’s cock is a real rival for his own, and in such close it even looks a tad bigger. To add insult to injury, Pat’s manly bush makes Chase’s smooth package look rather boyish.

“My balls are bigger, dickhead!” Chase snarls angrily, grabbing the neck of his scrotum to show off his beautiful jewels “Now come here Baby-balls and tell him, then I’m going to kick Pat’s puny nuts so far up his throat…!”

Bill groans but reluctantly complies, kneeling down to examine his two well-hung class-mates. He blinks twice, then grins excitedly, as he gets a close up of Patrick’s impressive member.

“Oh wow! Pat’s cock is even bigger than Chase’s” Bill announces loudly “Damn, it’s almost as big as Jayden’s!” Several boys chuckle but Chase looks ready to explode as his face turns bright red and his fists start to shake.

“Bullshit!” Chase yells angrily “Now listen here Baby-Balls, just tell us who has the biggest balls or I’ll rip yours off and use them as marbles in a game of jacks!”

Bill glares back defiantly then turns his focus back to the task at hand. Gently he lifts up the Irish boy’s impressive tool to inspect the pale dangling gonads behind. He bites his lip and then groans in dismay. The Irish boy’s dangling gonads are a decent size but not quite plump enough to triumph.

“Damn it! Sorry Pat, but Chase really has got a slightly bigger set.” Bill sighs, letting Pat’s balls slide one by one from his palm before he stands up.

“Fuck yeah! My big cock and balls are unbeatable!” Chase celebrates by pumping his fist then hammering his knee right into Patrick’s swinging cock, flattening the big cock head against the boys solid abs. Pat shrieks in distress, standing aghast as he clutches his battered tool.

“Dammit, I missed them completely!” Chase laughs cruelly “Those little Irish balls are so elusive” Then he grabs Patrick’s shoulders and powers his knee home, this time succeeding in flattening the boy’s testicles with a sickening squelch. The Irish boy howls in agony as he grabs his shattered jewels, crumbles to the ground and curls up into a sobbing mess.

After Pat’s devastating defeat, most of the boys prefer to accept their fate without incurring Chase’s wrath. Jim a tall, lanky boy whose pale genitals match his body perfectly steps up next. His slim flaccid cock looks to be at least as long as Chase’s but he holds it aside to avoid angering the blond bully. Moments later a solid knee crunches his slender low hangers, making them ricochet skywards before being crunched into his pelvis. Poor Jim can only howl in despair as he slumps to the floor next to his fallen team-mates.

Shane is next, blond and athletic like Chase but a full year younger and it shows. He stands silently and defiantly as he displays what is clearly a decent sized package for his age.

“You think you can be captain with those little marbles!” Chase laughs cruelly as he brushes aside the boy’s soft three-inch cock and peers dismissively down at Shane’s fourteen-year old testicles.

“You wait, they’ll be as big as yours in a few months” Shane responds bravely.

“I don’t think so” Chase smirks as he crunches them flat with his knee.

“Fucker!” Shane swears loudly as he grasps his wounded boyhood, glaring angrily as he slowly slides to the floor.

“My turn!” It’s Max, the other twin who’s up next and the most eager challenger so far. He giggles as he pulls down his speedo’s revealing, as expected, a rather small set of genitals which look identical to his twin brother’s. “Look Chase! I’m way bigger than Rex! Maybe I can beat you!” His ironic laughter is cut short as his whole body is thrust skywards, balanced precariously on Chase’s bony kneecap. Max shrieks like a girl before falling to the ground where he hugs his twin brother, both whimpering as they nurse their broken toys.

“You guys are hilarious!” Chase laughs down at the twins, locked in a sweet embrace as they moan about their broken toys then he turns to the dwindling group of cowering boys in front of him. “Now who’s next? Maybe you fancy your chances Bill?”

Bill yelps as he’s suddenly grabbed around the neck. He squirms desperately but is easily subdued by Chase’s powerful muscles. “Now Bill, why don’t you show me what Jayden’s been gagging on these past weeks!” Bill squeals in protest as his sky-blue speedo’s are pulled down to his knees to reveal his embarrassingly small boy-bits.

“Oh Bill, I think you’ve grown!” Chase laughs as he flicks Bills little worm with his finger. Then he reaches down to pinch Bills small testicles, making the boy yelp in pain. “Nice try Bill, but somehow I think mine are bigger.”

Chase then grabs his own plump nuts and holds them next to Bill’s little buds. Chase’s beautiful balls completely dwarf poor Bill’s causing Adam to laugh hysterically at the absurd contrast.

“Look at these suckers, Bill! There’s a whole week of cum stored up in these beauties and I’m going to explode all over my girlfriends face tonight!” Chase brags then points dismissively at Bill’s groin “Well Adam, do you want to do the honors?”

Adam continues to laugh like a maniac, still filming with his phone as he buries his knee into Bill’s undersized balls sending him crashing to the ground in pain. Chase then looks up to see whose turn is next.

“No! Please, Chase not my cojones! I have a date tonight!” It’s Aldo, the dark-haired Hispanic boy pleading as he clutches his groin protectively. His tanned face is strikingly attractive and his young muscles are perfectly toned. Naturally he’s a huge hit with the girls in his class, and secretly some of the boys and looks terrified that his notorious libido is about to be snuffed out. His fears are fully justified, Chase has shown no mercy to friend or foe. Chase smiles at him sympathetically then wrenches his hands away from his groin and blasts a knee into the boy’s ample bulge. Aldo falls to his knees, howling tragically as he clutches his decommissioned boyhood.

“Ugh, now I won’t be able to perform,” groans Aldo as he scoops up his damaged nuts, staring at them reddening before his eyes.

The black, athletic kid that’s next in line barely has time to remove his trunks before Chase crushes his smooth shiny orbs. “Nice try Leroy!” Chase laughs as the proud boy sinks to the floor to join the others. 

“Chase I got it all” Adam grins excitedly, as he watches the replay on his phone. “You beat the whole team, man and I got it all here! Rex, Pat, Jim, Shane, Max, Bill, Aldo, Leroy, um hang on that’s eight, and you that makes nine. Damn, there’s one missing!”

“Dude you’re such a retard! Now pass me the phone.” Chase chuckles as he removes it from Adam’s hands. He then nudges the boy’s legs apart and smashes his knee into the Adam’s prominent bulge with a satisfying THUD. Adam big eyes stare back at him like a confused puppy, then his face creases up and he slumps forward onto Chase’s muscular chest, clutching his mangled testicles.

“Why is it always MY balls?” Adam whimpers sadly, grasping the hunky teen by his powerful biceps, “Oh fuck, Chase, I think you crushed them this time.”

“You’ll be fine, Adam” Chase consoles him tenderly, rubbing the boy’s hair gently before casually pushing him to the floor. Chase rubs his hands gleefully as he surveys his defeated classmates, their slim young bodies writhing on the floor like a pit of snakes.

“Well it looks like Captain Chase has the biggest balls on the team after all!” Chase chuckles. He stands stark naked over the nine sobbing boys flexing his stunning muscles in victory. His semi hard cock and plump balls swing lazily between his legs, slapping loudly against his thighs as he gyrates his hips.

“Hey Chase!” A hand grabs the blond swimmer by the shoulder and turns him around with surprising force.

 “What the fuck?” Chase glares angrily at the unwanted arrival that has dared to disrupt his celebration. It takes him a moment to register who it is…it’s Doug, the new guy that stayed back in the pool. He’s now standing tall, still dripping wet in front of him.

“You’re such a dick, Chase!” Doug states blankly “You don’t deserve to be captain”.

“Get lost Doug, you’re not even on the team and you never will be” Chase smirks back.

“Actually, Coach just asked me to join the reserves and I think Shane should be Captain” Doug folds his arms, apparently unperturbed by Chase’s imposing naked form.

Chase growls, clenching his jaw as his hands curl into fists at his sides. Every muscle tightens and ripples on his brawny frame. With a threatening snarl his eyes survey this audacious challenger. Adam stands almost as tall as Chase but looks even heavier with a powerful wrestler’s physique. His shoulders are heavy set, his chest barrel-shaped and even his waist is broad. Chase lips curl into a mean grin as he realizes the Neanderthal is wearing swim shorts, no doubt too ashamed to display his little bulge in a speedo. Then he glances down nonchalantly at his own Adonis-like physique and smooth dangling wedding tackle.

“I don’t think you want to mess with me, Doug” Chase smirks.

Adam clambers to his feet and staggers over, still clutching his aching balls to join his buddy, Chase.

“Yeah! Fuck off Doug while you can still walk!” Adam threatens him aggressively “You may be big but you’re no match for Chase where it really counts. Anyway, all your muscles will turn to jelly when he cracks your puny nuts!”

“Adam’s right” Chase grins as he gathers his two beloved balls in his hands and gazes down proudly “Watch and weep, Doug! These are the biggest balls on the team! I dare you to get your little boy-balls out and challenge these beauties.”

Doug glances briefly at the blond boy’s plump gonads and raises his eyebrows, seemingly impressed. Then he takes a deep breath and slowly slides his fingers under the waistband of his shorts. He slides his trunks a small way down, revealing a surprisingly dense crop of pubes and pauses for dramatic effect. Then with a firm shove he pushes his shorts to his knees letting his cock and balls come tumbling out into the open.

“Huh?” Adam gapes open-mouthed and for good reason. Doug’s genitals may not win the beauty prize but they certainly are impressive. His flaccid, veiny cock looks even thicker than Chase’s semi hard-on and his man-sized gonads really pack out his balloon-like scrotum.

Chase freezes in his tracks, blinks twice then his handsome face cringes in dismay. A shudder runs down his body and he instinctively shields his valuables.

“Well that shut you up, Dickhead!” Doug chuckles as he gropes his meaty nads “Looks like your little big-balls fall short, Chase! Now what do you reckon, Adam?”

Adam gulps nervously then looks up to see Chase’s eyes glaring at him like daggers.

“Well, er, I think it’s a close call” Adam stammers dumbly.

“Yeah right, you’re funny!” Doug chuckles then beckons Bill over. “I see Chase values your judgement Bill, so what do you say?”

“Damn! You win, Doug! Those nuts are fricking huge!” Bill gasps, mesmerized by Doug’s man-sized meatballs. Cautiously he extends his finger and gives them a gently prod to see if they’re real, making them swing heavily between the young wrestler’s rather hairy thighs.

“Hell yeah, you like my big wrestler-balls, huh? See I win, so from now on Shane is your captain!” Doug grins triumphantly and then turns towards Chase “As for you, dickhead! I see that you don’t have the balls to stand up to me so back off or I’ll smash those little pips right up into your big mouth!”

Chase gapes back, lost for words and looks utterly crestfallen.

“But my balls are big!” he mutters despondently to himself, peering down miserable to check if his nuts have survived such a verbal emasculation. With a tragic groan he gently fondles his beloved testicles. His face is flushed with shame as he glances around in panic then bites his lip, looking somewhat relieved that only Adam and Bill have witnessed his humiliating ordeal. Finally he takes a deep breath, his eyes narrowing as he focusses his thoughts together, than looks up at Doug as he opens his mouth as if to speak, but it’s a distraction as he jumps into attack mode.

THUD! With lightning speed, Chase suddenly grasps Doug by the shoulders and powers his knee deep into the wrestler’s beefy balls. “Huuugghh!!!” Doug heaves as his overgrown babymakers are crushed into his pelvis but Chase has no time to gloat. Without skipping a heartbeat he spins on his heels, ducking like a boxer and planting a perfect uppercut into Bills tiny bulge.

“Fuck you, Bill!” Chase roars angrily “My balls are the biggest! You liar!”

Grabbing Bill by the neck, he holds him up on his feet at arm’s length, then fires another snapkick into his young balls before letting him slide in agony to the floor. Then he rubs his hand together as he watches Bill squirm and howl in pain.

“What the…” Chase gasps in shock as a strong hand squeezes his arm and swings him around like a ragdoll. His back is slammed against the wall, then he feels his beautiful balls explode as Doug’s kneecap hammers them into his pelvis.

“Fuuuuck!” he howls in pain “Ugh, oh Fuck! My goddam baaaaallls!”

Chase doubles over, clutching his naked mangled jewels. His knees fold inwards as his solid legs turn to jelly but Doug grabs his chin and holds him rigidly upright groaning and writhing in his grip.

“Oh you poor little swimmer boy! Do your big balls hurt?” Doug smirks then flexes his beefy biceps in the blond boy’s sobbing face “Look, I’m a fucking wrestler. You really think a puny swimmer-boy like you can bust my balls?”

Doug releases his grip then chuckles as Chase doubles over, coughing deeply. Shaking his head, Chase staggers back clutching his shattered jewels. With a miserable sob Chase manages to pull up his speedos, groaning as he tucks his aching testicles carefully inside.

“Oh God, my nuts! I’m, ugh, going to… fucking kill you!” Chase croaks, his voice cracking but his threat looks rather hollow as he continues to retreat, nursing his groin.

“Seriously? You really want to fight me?” Doug chuckles and rolls his eyes. “Alright Chase, show me what you’re made of!  But if you even touch my big plums again I’ll put your little swimmer-balls out of action for a month!”

“Fuck you! My nuts are fucking big and they’re tough as hell. You’re going to pay for this!” Chase slowly stands up straight and rolls his shoulders. Then he raises his fists and bravely advances towards his opponent.

“Oh, this is going to be fun” Doug laughs then he raises his open hands at shoulder height displaying his muscular arms “How about we start with a test of strength? I heard you swimmers are pretty weak!”

 Chase clenches his jaw with a determined glare as he raises his hands to lock fingers with his beefy rival. Then he roars out a battle cry, flexing every muscle in his stunning physique. His biceps and back ripple as he charges forward forcing Doug backwards. The wrestler retreats a few steps then drops low, planting his powerful legs on the ground, his body arched backward almost buckling under the unforeseen power of the young Adonis.

“Fuck!” Doug curses, clamping his eyes shut as he tightens his grip. His body is shaking as he tries to hold his ground, channeling all the power in his formidable upper body. The two boys grunt and groan, their trained bodies straining and rippling as both try to force the other into submission. Then, with a manly grunt Doug rises to his full height and leans forward as he bears down on his lighter rival.

“No way! I’m stronger than you!” Chase gasps defiantly peering across at his rippling biceps for consolation but his brave words soon start to showcase his defeat. The raw power of the teen wrestler is beginning to overwhelm him and his sculpted, swimmer’s muscles are slowly being wrenched backwards.

“You’re going down now wimp!” Doug snarls as he begins to bend Chase backwards, grinning as he grins as he sees the first sign of panic flash across the swimmer’s eyes.

“Never!” Chase yells defiantly. In desperation he smashing his knee up into Doug’s solid abs. The wrestler grunts in shock but then another knee hits him just below the sternum, forcing the air from his lungs. Doug gasps, releasing his opponent and Chase takes the initiative, charging into his hulking rival and forcing him back against the wall.

THUD! THUD! Two power punches pound Doug’s tender lower abs, just below the navel making the wrestler roar in pain. Chase grins as he fires another punch at the wrestler’s soft-spot but it’s deftly blocked as Doug grabs his incoming fist before it can punish his guts. With a powerful shoulder-twist the hurting wrestler swings his opponent around, slamming the blond swimmer back against the wall. Then Doug swings his club-like fist at the narrowest part of Chase’s rippling six pack, just above the waist-band of his speedo’s. The blond swimmer groans in pain and leans forward clutching his tender abs but still manages to bury another bony fist into Doug’s solid mid-section. The wrestler grunts as another fast punch hits home but his thick muscles absorb the worst of it. He ducks down, swinging his arm backwards before launching a brutal uppercut into Chase’s reclining torso.

“Ooooof!” Chase exhales loudly as Doug’s fist demolishes his lower abs, powering through the thin muscle wall and deep into the swimmer’s guts.  Chase’s arms flail as his whole body is raised clean off the ground, balanced on the wrestler’s fist. He lands, coughing deeply and doubles over in pain then a powerful shove sends him hurling across the room and into the arms of Adam. 

“God dammit! My fucking guts! Ugh…I think I’m gonna puke!” Chase gasps for air, doubled over, as Adam tries to hold him up on his feet. The blond swimmer coughs deeply clutching his aching stomach.

“You can still beat him, Chase!” Adam urges him “Come on stud, your six-pack is unbreakable, you told me!”

“Yeah right, Adam! Face facts, your little friend is just too weak!” Doug smirks from across the room “Just as I suspected, those pretty swimmer muscles just crumple like a paper bag when they take a hit from a real man!”

“Bullshit! He’s going to fuck you up so bad! Right Chase?” Adam rubs his hero’s shoulders, but the blond stud just moans then dry retches, shaking his head miserably.

“Pathetic! I always thought you swimmers were weak, and know I know it for a fact!” Adam laughs as he raises his clenched fist and admires the potent weapon “Damn, I punched right through his puny abs, I swear I felt his spine cracking against my knuckles!”

The rest of the swim-team stand on the sidelines, gaping in disbelief. Chase, the strongest, hottest guy on the whole swim team has been reduced to a sobbing wreck at the hands of this thug.

“Give up now, Chase! Or I’ll really make you suffer!” Doug grins meanly.

“Yeah, you’re finished, Chase!” Bill cheers “Not so cocky now, huh?”

“Fuck you, baby-balls!” The crippled blond stud groans and then coughs deeply again. Then Chase peers up miserably to see the brutish wrestler is advancing purposefully to finish him off.

Suddenly a deep voice yells across the room:

“Get up, Chase! You can still beat him!”

The other swimmers turn in unison towards the source of the outburst. Leroy just shrugs back at them and calls out again:

“Come on Captain! Kick his fucking ass!”

A few angry eyes continue to glare at him while others mutter and exchange confused glances.

“Swimmers rule! Go Chase!” Aldo yells, adding his vocal support.

“Fuck yeah! Wrestlers are the fucking pussies! You can do it, Chase!” Jim bravely adds his voice from the back of the group.

Chase looks back at them in surprise, emboldened by the unexpected cheers of support. A determined expression returns to his handsome face but he stays low adding another pitiful cough for effect as his tormentor approaches.

“Now I’m going to make you submit to me in front of all your little friends!” Doug smirks, standing over him “Admit that my balls are bigger and Shane is your captain!”

“Alright, enough” Chase sniffs sullenly. “Your balls are…”

SMACK!

Suddenly Chase’s foot powers upwards nailing the young wrestler right in the spuds.

“Yeah! Your balls are weaker than mine!” Chase grins defiantly. Doug barely has time to groan before another snap kick flattens his bulge.

“Oh, my fucking balls!” Doug howls in pain as his hands drop to his groin “I’ll fucking castrate you for that!”

As the gap closes, Chase swiftly punches forward from his hunched position rattling the wrestler’s beefy testicles once again and finally bringing the tough teen to his knees. Chase pauses to breathe and rub his abs before slowly rising up to his full height.

“What the fuck?” Chase exclaims in disbelief as he sees the wrestler is also getting up on his feet.

“You hit like a girl!” Doug winces with his hands on his hips “Thankfully these big man-balls can handle anything a boy like you, can throw at them.”

Sensing another opportunity, Chase thrusts his leg up between the wrestler’s thighs and falls straight into Doug’s trap. The wrestler grabs his leg and laughs as the blond swimmer is left balancing precariously on one foot.

“Oh no!” Chase whimpers “Please, not…”.

CRUNCH!

“My fucking baaaaalls!!!” Chase howls after Doug lands a thunderous punt in his bulging speedos. A loud thud echoes around the locker room as Chase stumbles backwards staring down in horror. The watching swimmers gasp in unison, their eyes glued to the blond boy’s disfigured bulge. Chase’s plump balls have been kicked right out of his speedos and now bulge naked and bare on either side of pale blue fabric. Chase howls in pain as he tenderly cups his two shattered orbs before collapsing hard on his butt.

Max and Rex come rushing over to Chase in alarm. They kneel down either side of him rubbing his shoulders as they try to convince him to fight on.

“Come on man, you can take it!” Max pleads with a hint of desperation. He reaches down to comfort his hero’s wounded left nut, massaging the plump orb between his small fingers. He glances in concern at his brother who is already tenderly nursing Chase’s right ball.

“Get up, Captain and show him what these big swimmer balls are made of!” Rex pleads but Chase can only gasp and convulse as the waves of agony rack his athletic body.

 “Don’t interfere, boys!” Doug’s rage terrifies the twins as he roars at them “This is between me and Chase, and no place for little shrimps like you two,”

The irate wrestler slowly staggers forwards before pausing to nurse his fat throbbing testicles “Damn, my nuts!” he groans angrily.

“Adam!” Max whispers “You have to distract him. Chase needs a bit more time to recover”

Adam gulps as he bravely gets up to stands between the two combatants. The slim boy feels terribly small and fragile as he tries to block the path of the hulking, pissed-off wrestler. Adam bites his lip as he racks his meagre brains for a way to save his idol. Suddenly he points excitedly at something behind Doug.

“Oh fuck! It’s…er, it’s coach!” he yells.

Doug turns around in shock towards the empty doorway and Adam instantly leaps forward grabbing the thug by his hefty gonads and giving them a cold vicious squeeze.

The assault on Doug’s manhood is rather short lived as Adam suddenly lets out a blood curdling scream, releasing his ball grab as he stares downwards in horror. Bill’s small, bare foot is planted in his crotch, rearranging his delicate male organs and not for the first time that day. After another critical hit in the nuts, Adam is quickly down, curling up in his ball-busted agony as he stares up at Bill with a hurt expression.

“And stay down!” Bill yells putting his hands on his hips proudly as he admires the devastation he has wreaked on Adam, one of Chase’s most loyal and dangerous goons.

The brief distraction earns just enough respite for the twins to slip Chase’s gonads back into their pouch and haul the hurting teen to his feet. The blond swimmer staggers groggily and peers up just in time to see Doug charge into him, knocking him back down like a bowling ball. Doug hurls himself onto his rival grabbing Chase in a bear hug, cursing and snarling as he tries to muscle his writhing opponent into an unbreakable hold.

“Yes! Finish him, Doug!” Bill yells excitedly. He stands aside from the grappling jocks but looks ready to get back into the fight if anyone dares to intervene again.

Chase is squirming and writhing desperately under his formidable, terrifying opponent. His hands grope and scratch, seeking out any soft target to subdue the young wrestler’s brute power. With an angry snarl he closes his left hand around the wrestler’s bulky right testicle and squeezes hard making Doug yelp in pain and grab the offending wrist. Doug roars in agony as he wrenches the hand rip away from his virile nut, stretching his ball chords to breaking point before clamping it behind Chase’s head.

“My fucking nut! You pay for that you cheating faggot!” Doug snarls as he grabs Chase’s right hand and holds it down next to the left. Then Doug shifts his body forward, pinning the swimmer’s elbows under his knees in a schoolboy pin and dropping his full weight on Chase’s muscular chest.

“You’re going to wish you had never been born with a pair of balls,” Doug grins as he reaches back to delivers a painful slap to Chase’s bulge, making his young male organs jiggle in their tight blue pouch.

“Ooof! Dammit! Get off my nuts!” Chase snarls up at him.

“Yeah? What are you going to do about it, tough guy?” Doug grins back meanly “Now where are these big man-balls you keep going on about?”

“Oh! Oh dear God no!” Chase gasps, eyes open wide in terror as he feels a rough hand slide under the waistband of his trunks. The strong fingers brush aside his juicy teenage cock, delving deeper to close around his plump boy nuggets. Doug grins triumphantly as he rolls the fragile organs between his fingers making Chase gasp and writhe in pain.

“Oh dear, is that all you’ve got, boy?” Doug chuckles, clearly enjoying antagonizing his foe. “They feel rather average for a fifteen year old, actually aren’t you nearly sixteen? Poor Chase, you know this might be as big as they get!”

Doug’s laughter is echoed by a few of the watching swimmers making Chase face turn crimson with shame.

“Fuck you! I only turned fifteen a few months ago!” Chase protests through clenched teeth “My nuts are huge and they will only get bigger and you know it, dickhead!”

He grits his teeth, flexing every muscle in his sculpted physique as he tries desperately to escape his nightmare.

 “Yeah right!” Doug scoffs as he continues to man-handle the cocky swimmer’s nuts, squeezing the slippery organs between his fingers, “Do you want to see a big set of nuts, boy?”

Doug then grabs the back of Chase’s head and shoves his face deep into own his superior package. “Now that’s a bulge to be proud of Chase. Yeah, take it in! You’ll never have balls like this, loser!”

“Mmmmfff” Chase’s cries are muffled as he writhes beneath Doug, barely able to breathe, his mouth and nose smothered by the voluptuous, fleshy mass of Doug’s overgrown genitals.

“Was that your submission? Now say it nice and loud so the whole team can hear,” Doug smirks, thrusting his groin one last time into the defeated swimmer’s face. Then he pulls Chase’s head back by his hair.

“Ugh! Fuck!” Chase coughs and gags then shakes his head “No way! I’ll never submit to you!”

“Oh really! Wow, you must really enjoy this.” Doug grins meanly and reaches back once again deep inside Chase's speedo but this time his handwork is far more brutal. Chase roars in agony as Doug squeezes his soft, delicate plums, then twists and pulls on them mercilessly digging his fingers deep into the virile meat of Chase’s fleshy orbs. Then he slips his hand out and brutally slaps the swimmers prominent bulge making Chase’s face jerk upwards in a silent scream. After a few more degrading ball slaps and gropes, Chase’s already well-stuffed speedo pouch looks ready to burst at the seams, and it’s not just the swelling in his tortured testicles.

“Fuck! Dammit…oh God, please nooooo!” Chase cringes and moans in horror as his rebellious teenage cock begins to pulse and throb, from the incessant groping of his hyper-sensitive gonads. As Doug continues to torture his plums, he soon notices the hardening rod in the boy’s trunks, it’s shiny head already jutting out proudly above the waistband of his speedos.

“Well, what have we here?” He chuckles as he traces his finger along its length, feeling every inch of Chase’s erection then squeezes it brutally. “You really are enjoying this, you little pervert! Well I see your boyhood is not as big as your ego! Really, Chase, how can you be so cocky with such a tiny cock.”

The rest of the team stand gaping in silence as the macho blond stud is sexually humiliated and abused before their very eyes. Some, like Bill and Shane are grinning with delight while others seem quietly impressed that Chase still refuses to submit.

“Finish him, Doug! Crack his nuts then drain him!” Bill cheers, rubbing his hands excitedly.

Doug laughs as he continues to manipulate Chase’s rigid boy-toy until it pulses and throbs in his hand then he delivers another eye-watering slap to the boy’s tightening testes before gripping them in his hand for a final knockout squeeze.

“Nooooo!” Chase howls in agony then shakes his head “My nuts…oh God…I can’t take it! Fuck, I’m going to….”

Chase throws his head back tensing every muscle as he groans tragically. Suddenly his rock-hard cock convulses sending a hot jet of cum shooting from its tip and splashes on the back of Doug’s neck.

“What the hell?” Doug turns his head in confusion just as a second, even fuller spurt bursts from Chase’s cum-cannon striking him on the bridge of his nose, splashing into both eyes. Doug shrieks in disgust, releasing Chase’s tackle and leaning back as he tries to wipe the stinging, salty spunk from his eyes with both hands.

“Fuck you!” Chase roars in anger as his cock expunge another thick jet of boy juice “I was saving that for my girlfriend, you fucking dickhead”

The young swimmer explodes in rage, his muscles clenching rock hard as he heaves the bulky, half blinded wrestler off his chest. Grabbing his throbbing balls he manages to clamber to his feet, his cock still spurting his boy juice over his half-blinded rival.

“Fucker!” Chase howls in rage stomping his heel into the wrestler’s bulbous gonads “You fucking worthless moron!”

Grabbing Doug by the ankles he continues to pound his foot again and again into the wrestler’s swelling ballbag. Doug’s powerful body writhes and convulses underneath the onslaught as he whines “My balls!” and “I give!” over and over again. The wrestler’s resistance finally ends as his eyes roll back in his head and he passes out in agony. The rest of the swim team can only gape in disbelief at Chase’s remarkable, all thanks to his remarkable cumshot.

After dispatching his rival, an exhausted Chase staggers towards Shane and grabs him gently by the shoulder “You still want to be captain, Shane?”

“It’s OK, Chase, I guess you deserve it!” Shane hangs his head with a resigned sigh “You never give up, dude, I guess that’s what the team needs.”

“Now, who else thinks I should be captain?” Chase looks around the room with defiance in his blue eyes.

The rest of the team slowly raise their hands, except Bill who can’t seem to believe that his great hope now lies groaning and destroyed on the floor.

“Oh come on Bill, we can still get along” Chase rubs the boys head then holds him against his muscular chest “Just never make fun of me again! OK baby-balls?”

Chase rams his knee deep into Bills small bulge then watches him sink to the floor next to Doug, his defeated hero. Then he mutters sadly “Jayden deserves so much better.”

“Alright boys, it looks like Doug is finished…let’s just say he had it cumming to him!” Chase laughs and points dismissively at the barely conscious Doug “and my first action as Captain is to remove this loser from the team. Now let’s give him a nice send off to remember us by!”

Under Chase’s orders, Max and Rex quickly strip Doug naked and throw his shorts out of the window, closely followed by his towel and sports bag. Chase then walks up to Bill, “And you, Baby Balls will hold the doors open for your old friend!”

Chase leans down forcing Bill to look at him in the eyes. “Defy me again Bill, and you’ll be next” Chase grabs Bill’s tiny nutsac grinning wolfishly as he twists the marbles violently upwards forcing Bill yelping to his feet, and he sways precariously on his tippy toes to relieve a bit of the pressure building in his inferior scrotum. “What happens on this team, stays here. And don’t go squealing to Jayden. He abandoned this team, he’s a Bartlet boy now, so get used to calling me Captain.”

Chase continues to pulverize Bill’s balls as Doug is dragged to the exit. “Now go on and do your job: hold the doors open and remember to smile.” Chase is finding it difficult to keep his hold on Bill’s puny bulge but he still manages to crush the boy’s nuts, pulverizing the contents within his tiny sac.

Chase shoves Bill away, and the younger boy stumbles towards the door, groaning and gripping his immature balls all the while, as he hangs his head in shame and follows Chase’s orders.

As Doug staggers naked out of the room Chase runs forward, winds up and punts him in the nuts from behind. The wrestler’s final howl of anguish fades as the door is slammed shut behind him.

“Nice work guys” Chase grins as he rubs his aching bulge “Now, as you can imagine, these big balls need a little break. I’ll text you about our next training session.”

***

At the end of Bill’s tale Jayden’s fists are curling and uncurling, as he gets up and begins to pace the small home gym in his garage. “I can’t believe this!” Jayden roars, thunder booming in his voice. “If he thinks that I am just going to stand by while he assaults my team, my friends, than he has another thing coming!”

“But they aren’t your team anymore,” says Bill who’s dry by this point as he folds the towel neatly on the workout bench. “How can you protect them? You have no power on the team anymore.”

Jayden stops to consider his words before he answers. “Bill,” he walks forward until he kneels down in front of Bill placing a hand on each of his skinny thighs. “You have my word, I’m going to take Chase down.”

Bill wraps Jayden in a hug, “I knew that I could count on you, I just knew it.”

Jayden and Bill disentangle heading to the door, unsurprising Gino is on the other side in his workout gear. Gino brushes past his brother, but as an almost after thought he grabs Jayden’s bare shoulder. “Jayden, when you get your boy-nuts mangled by your old swim team, like that time I brought them here, don’t come crying to me. You deserted them Jayden, they won’t listen to you. To them, you’re just a traitor.”

Jayden scoffs, and yanks his arm away from him. “Gino, you wouldn’t know the first things about loyalty,” Jayden says with a glare. “Those guys are my friends, they will appreciate me helping them out.”

“Don’t say that I didn’t warn you, bro,” Gino chuckles as he turns away and heads to the workbench.

“Come on Bill,” Jayden says shaking his head. “Gino doesn’t know what he’s talking about.”

Jayden and Bill exit the garage. Walking towards his old school Jayden is determined to make things right. He knows that he can stop Chase if he can unite the team against him. Even Chase’s goons, Adam and the twins, will likely abandon him when his power is stripped away.

“I know how to bring Chase down!” Jayden smiles confidently at Bill “and if my plan goes right, there won’t even be a fight!”