King of the Ring Part 11 (of 12) Gino VS Chase VS Junior written by Jimmy

 

King of the Ring Part 11: Gino VS Chase VS Junior

                              By Jimmy

 

Warning: Includes ballbusting, gay characters, traces of cum, and underaged characters.

Coming back into the studio Jayden arrives last, much to his annoyance.

“I hate being late,” Jayden says dropping his empty newspaper bag by his chair, and plopping onto his seat. Jayden’s t-shirt sticks to his back and he brushes his damp brown curly hair off of his sticky forehead as he spies Chase, Gino and Junior all in the middle of the ring stretching and talking quietly.

“You have not missed much,” Max says stretching his arms overhead, his t-shirt riding up around his navel.

None of the boys around the ring are sporting singlets like yesterday. Today everyone is in street clothes, besides those in the ring.

“That’s good,” Jayden says with a grin.

Trying to focus in on Max as he talks about his morning with Rex Jayden can’t help but cast a wide gaze around the wrestling ring in Alex’s studio to see who has shown up. Presently, he is surprised that all have gathered for the final qualifying round. The twins, Max and Rex are both here sporting matching white tank tops and board shirts, their swim bags by their chairs indicating where they are headed after the match.

Behind them is Caleb who is deep conversation with Bill. Caleb is in better spirits today. Logan’s oldest cousin has his blonde hair cut short along the sides and sports an uneven slanted mop of hair very stylized as if he has just gotten it chopped. Bill is commenting on it, and Caleb answers him: “Yeah, I wanted something different.” Answering that question for Jayden.

On the other side of him Aldo and Leroy are talking about a double date later.

“Vanessa will love going to the movies with you Shane,” Aldo says.

“Absolutely, she’s my favorite of Aldo’s ex-girlfriends,” adds Leroy.

Shane, obviously nervous twirls a tassel on his baggy hoodie. “I don’t know…” his eyes dart to the ring and seem to be looking for Chase’s. Chase really does have ever member of that swim team wrapped around his little finger thinks Jayden.

“But be a pussy, and go get laid,” Doug says crudely.

Aldo laughs. Leroy does not. And if anything Shane grows redder in the face.

Jayden is about to try and come to Shane’s defense, but surprisingly it’s Adam who tells Doug “Fuck off, and don’t be an asshole.”

Doug narrows his eyes at the burly swimmer, but Adam does not back down and fixes his beady browns right on him.

Jayden now about to intercede to stop a scuffle is stopped, by Chase.

“May we have your attention,” Chase says.

The boy’s all turn to look up at him. Chase’s hair is windswept and his dazzling baby blue eyes linger on Jayden, giving him a quick wink before he swifts his focus back to the group.

“Today gentleman, the three of us have entered this ring on equal footing. Only one will face Jayden. The winner will be decided right here, right now. There are no rules but submission equals failure, and cumming early as you all now by now is not recommended.”

This gets a chuckle, and a few smirks.

“Each of us have bested two opponents. Today, one of us will have beaten the others that you see here before you. Out of the three of us that remain there is I, Chase the swim captain. Standing on the other side of the ring is Gino, Jayden’s brother and wrestler on Bartlet High’s Wrestling team. And lastly, there is Junior, Logan’s cousin and recent tryout for Bartlet’s Middle School Wrestling Team.”

This piece of information catches Jayden’s full attention. Jayden had known that Junior was planning on trying out, and he is happy, all-be-it not surprised, to hear that he made the team. Junior smiles with pride, while Gino eyes him carefully from his corner.

“We all know what’s at stake, the winner of this is facing Jayden. So let’s get this started,” Chase says finishing with a bow. A bell rings overhead starting Junior, but Chase and Gino seem to have been ready for the clang.

The three competitors eye each other carefully, Junior is bouncing on the balls of his feet his tongue sticking out the side of his mouth in concentration. Chase is cool as cucumber and leans back against the ropes, only focused in on Gino. Gino seems to be doing the same to Chase, and he gradually starts walking towards him. Chase waits until he gets a bit closer, before he bounces off and heads to meet him in the middle of the ring.

Easily Junior sees that he is being pointedly ignored by the two older teens, but does not immediately make any noise about it but strolls towards the center to see what is about to happen.

Gino grins at Chase, “I’ve been waiting for this for a long time.”

Chase sets his feet a shoulders with a part, concurs with “Me too, Gino.”

“My brother isn’t going to save you this time.”

“I don’t need him to,” Chase answers. Gino’s words hit him straight in the ego, and the smile disappears from his face.

Junior says nothing, but waits for an opening as the two teens grit their teeth, and flex their muscles eager to start.

But Junior can’t stay quiet, “And I can’t wait to kick both of your asses.”

Gino and Chase smirk, and try to hold back a chuckle.

Chase looks at Junior first and says “I don’t really know how you beat Max and Rex, but that’s as far as you are getting short stuff. Why don’t you run along to your seat while the big boys finish their match?”

Chase returns his condescending smile to Gino, thinking that Junior would walk out in shame; but he is soon to be disappointed as Junior a look of pure rage crosses his face as drops to one knee and uppercuts Chase right between the buttocks so hard that he actually airlifts Chase for a moment before he drops him back unceremoniously to the soles of his feet. Chase barely spots Juniors retreating arm with knuckles hitting his scrotum on the backwards path out from between his legs, knuckles up. Chase coughs once and moans grabbing his nuts.

Gino barks out laughing, smacking his hands together in a slow steady clap and points at Chase’s face. “He got you good!”

The twinkle in Gino’s eyes is reflected in Junior’s as Jayden’s older brother turns to look at him. “You are all kinds of trouble, your cousin has told me stories.”

“All true,” Junior says, not denying his history as he launches a kick to Chase’s backside hitting him in the butt.

Chase yips and jumps sideways, glaring at Junior angrily.

“Stop that!”

“Make me!” Junior says in a sing-song voice and sticks out his long pink tongue at him.

Gino is loving this, and he decides to egg Chase on. “Yeah Chase, go ahead put Junior in his place. After all, he did bust you pretty good and clearly you don’t think that he should be here.”

Chase fixes Gino with a glare, and he rubs tenderly at his sore balls, as he shifts his face between the two both of who appear to be laughing at him.

“You won’t be laughing long,” Chase says coming up to Junior. Chase is almost two feet taller than Logan’s youngest cousin and he towers over him in both height and stature. Junior clearly weighs less than Chase, and as Chase approaches him Junior starts to back up to the ropes, grabbing it firmly with both hands as he approaches.

“Nowhere to hide,” Chase says lurching forward to grab Junior in a bear hug.

Junior leans back against the ropes and uses both feet to swing up between Chase’s outstretched arms kicking him solidly in the chest and knocking him backwards so that he falls hard on his ass.

“Ugh!” Chase groans, his hands slapping the mat and barely looks up in time to see Junior sliding into him full force as if he was sliding into home plate, but he does so right between his wide-splayed legs nailing his big balls with both feet hitting hard as crashes his sneakers into Chase’s big target.

Chase gasps as the impact resounds against his pelvis, his nuts crunched against him.

Junior smiles, and blows him a kiss as he lifts a foot and kicks Chase in the chin knocking him to the floor as he leaps back on his hands and rolls up to standing and taking a quick bow.

Gino claps again, this time more earnestly as Chase rolls around the ring, moaning about his sorry nuts.

“Well, that is quite the performance!” Gino says.

Junior smiles at him.

“Now, how are you going to take me down?” Gino asks and unlike Chase he does not seem to be underestimating Junior as he walks towards the youngest cousin, eyes locked on his. “I’ve seen what you can do, if I let you…you would have taken Chase down easily. But that’s my job to put you on the ground, and I’m not about to let that happen.”

Gino close enough to strike at Junior now towers over him, the same as Chase earlier and Junior tries to back-up to the ropes but Gino reaches in and grabs his singlet top before he can get there and pulls him up off of his feet and launches him in the air as he holds him high-up above him, heaving him upwards several feet in the air.

“I’m not going to let you do that, to me” Gino says and gives Junior a shake in the air, twisting him all around like a ragdoll before he slams Junior into the mat. Junior hits the mat hard and bounces up, and Gino hits him in the middle sending him crashing again to the mat below and Junior lays gasping at his feet eyes wide and grabbing his stomach where Gino struck him.

“See?” Gino explains placing a foot on Junior’s windpipe and pressing his foot down until Junior gasps, grabbing at Gino’s ankle. “Now give up, so the show can go on as Chase said the two of us have a score to settle.”

Junior is wide-eyed, and kicking his feet, straining to get free from under Gino’s foot pressing against his windpipe.

Gino is all smiles, as he leans a bit more of his weight making sure that Junior is not going anywhere. Watching Junior struggle underfoot, the boy’s muscles strain in his singlet, his pecs flexing and biceps rippling as he struggles valiantly to get Gino off of him. All of his attempts are worthless, and Gino leers down at him reaching with one hand reaching for his treasure bag below.

“Now what do we have here?” Gino asks, already knowing the answer as his fingers grope around Junior’s singlet pouch. Roughly Gino gathers Junior’s nutbag in his hand as he explores Juniors orbs mumbling, “Not bad kid.”

“Get off me!” Junior yells, his voice cracking under strain and slightly muffled.

Gino laughs and squeezes his hand closed. “No can do little buddy, not until you submit,” Gino says as he crushes Juniors nuts now lost in his big fist.

Junior’s blue eyes widen, while a sad long moan escapes through his open mouth from Gino rearranging his singlet sack with his deft plunging fingers. Trying to grit his teeth, Junior looks for an opening. Gino is lower now, bending over to get to his crotch and Junior with his legs has a greater opportunity for damage and he takes that chance with a backwards kick straight up between Gino’s legs which have lowered considerably to a crotched down position. Junior’s sneaker connects with Gino’s hanging bag with a solid whump!

Laughing Gino continues to assault Juniors scrotum, squashing the kids nuggets and using his thumb to plunge directly in the dead center of his left testicle making Junior moan. Gino is about to crack a joke when a jolting kick hits him in the bag of his sensitive nuts, slamming his nuts with a vicious toe kick. Immediately, Gino is knocked off of Junior’s neck, stumbling forward and knocked onto all fours and he loses his hand hold as he meet the ground.

“Shit!” Gino swears, with a laugh that turns into a moan. “Not bad kid,” Gino admits, still slightly smiling as he cradles his balls.

Junior rolls away to the corner of the ring one hand gingerly rubbing at his sore balls, the other holding his neck protectively. Licking his lips, Junior winces as his fingers probe at his nuts, already they feel bigger from Gino attacking them. Junior breathes and rolls his balls thinking of his next move as his feet are pulled back and he lands on his face, momentarily stunned. Junior groans putting his hands flat on the mat and looks behind him, still on his stomach.

Chase is holding both of his pulled slightly apart and yanks the bottom half of him in the air so that Juniors pelvis comes off the mat, his groin exposed. “This is for earlier,” Chase says and kicks Junior brutally in the nads.

Junior gasps, and retches as Chase pulls back his instep and with a determined look kicks again nailing his balls hard against his pelvis. Junior yells in anguish and tries to pull away, crawling on his hands but with Chase holding him by his ankles he does not get very far.

Placing his foot directly on top of Juniors plump package, Chase squishes Juniors nuts flat against his body, and jostles his balls, palpating the orbs in quick and intense stomping gyrations that leave him feeling sickened and weak.

“Ah, ah, ah, ahhhhhhhhhh!” Junior howls, as Chase easily crunches his feet mercilessly.

Junior places his forehead on the mat and moans, his lips open as he closes his eyes his nuts bursting with sharp, intense pain that leaves him feeling drained and empty.

Chase grins down at Junior seeing the defeat in him and tells him “Give up, and I’ll stop.”

Junior moans, but otherwise stays resiliently silent doing his best to take Chase stomping his nuts against his crotch.

Chase shrugs and continues.

“Ugh, ugh, ugh, uh, uh, uh, uh!” groans Junior, with each rapid stomp into his crotch. Chase’s sneaker crushes his balls effortlessly, and Junior digs his fingernails into the floor of the ring unable to pull free.

Chase now changes tactics, and after another stomp leaves his foot in place and grind his heel back and forth rolling and crushing Junior’s nuts and the boy’s breadth catches and he winces before he hollers.

Gino finally stands up, and lumbers over to Chase a half-cocked grin on his face hearing Junior scream.

“Nice move,” Gino comments and Chase looks up.

“Yeah, I thought so too.”

Junior lets out another yell, and his whole body convulses around Chase’s planted foot. Junior is cross eyed, and his nuts are squished flat against his taint and still Chase pushes his sneaker deeper into him. Junior opens his mouth about to submit but sees Gino’s foot and with a last ditch effort reaches for him and grabs one of his ankles with both hands and pulls hard.

Gino’s foot slips, and he stumbles into Junior as he crashes to the ground, and Junior holding on tightly falls with him and Chase unable to hold the weight of both boys slips as well and three tumble together in a heap on the mat Gino on the bottom, Junior in the middle and Chase on top.

In a series of limbs, Chase accidentally punches Gino hard in the nuts on the way down. Chase is not upset about this accident and once his hand is in the right place he curls his fingers around Gino’s scrotum and is alarmed to discover how big the oldest Gomez’s testicles are and grumble settling on only grabbing the big right nut and squeezing it, hating that he can’t fit both of Gino’s overlarge testicles in his hand.

Gino underneath both teens freezes, feeling a hand grouping and grabbing his large right testicle. Gino not wanting to be empty handed reached up with both hands searching until he grasps both sets of nuts. Chase and Junior sharply suck air as Gino’s applies two sets of nutclaws on the younger opponents, making sure to lock his fingers in tight.

Junior barely able to recover from Chase’s blows finds his nuts under attack again and spots beneath his face Chase’s hand squeezing one of Gino’s nads and quickly grabs the other so that he too can feel his wrath.

All three teen boys squeeze and crush each other’s nuts, trying to outlast their peers as they groan, moaning about the sorry state of their balls.   

Jayden sits on the edge of his seat, not quite able to see everything in the ring but hearing all the moans it is obvious to him what is occurring.

“My brother is not doing as well this match,” Caleb says, a self-satisfied smile plastered on his face, as Logan’s eldest of the younger cousins watches on.

“Yeah, he’s getting his ass handed to him,” Rex says with a smirk.

“In the beginning he came out strong!” Max says, “But yeah, no longer.”

Jayden wants to get closer, but he tries to stay still and says “It’s too early to count any of them out just yet, including your brother, Caleb.”

Caleb huffs “You can keep on thinking that.”

Jayden holds out hope for the kid as he hears Chase call out.

“My big balls! Urgh!”

The boys laugh, and Jayden winces grabbing his own nuts in sympathy.

“No action tonight,” Aldo says with a laugh, shooting a look towards Jayden. Grabbing his shoulder in jest. Jayden shakes Aldo off, giving him a playful push.

“Or maybe the week,” Leroy adds.

“Like you two are going to?” Jayden quips back and that shuts Leroy up.

“I’m…a little sore,” Leroy says.

Aldo crosses his arms over his chest, “Mi amigo, nada perform.” Aldo says.

Jayden stifles a laugh, and Leroy shoots him a wounded look.

“He ain’t going to be the only one!” Max says. “I don’t even want to think about getting an erection until next week.”

The boys all seem to agree on this as they try to focus in on the match, and Jayden sees Chase trying to stand up, no longer squeezing Gino’s ball but trying to peel Gino’s nutclaw off of his testicles. Chase fails and drops to his knees his blue eyes swimming in pain as his body shakes “Fuuuck you, Gomez!” Chase moans.

Chase’s blonde wet hair from sweat and grit tumbles onto his forehead and his face grimaces as Gino’s fingers skewer his big nuts, and he feels his balls squishing between and around Gino’s large fingers and he locks his jaws trying not to scream out again. Another volley of spasms rocks Chase, and he suffers through the wave of anguish as his balls pulsate in Gino’s fist, his body quivering.

Junior immediately saw Chase give up on Gino’s ball and took the other in his other hand and slowly gets off of Gino chest squeezing his nuts hard as he can in his little fists, which seem so small against Gino’s crotch. Propped up on his knees next to Chase, Junior uses his double fisted nutclaws to attack Gino’s nads with a furious wildness sinking his fingers into Gino’s nuts at varying angles, especially targeting Gino’s softer undersides.

Gino from the mat below sits up, each forearm is tense, and his veins pronounced as his fists do the work of attempting to neuter both Chase and Junior. But Gino’s nuts are inside of Junior’s hands and Gino’s nuts pulse with vicious shooting bursts of intense, white-hot pain that savages his groin and leaves him desperate to get the boy off of his nads.

“Help…me,” Junior moans, his own balls aching as he turns to Chase. “Do something!”

Chase groans and Gino chuckles “He’s got nothing left! His balls have always been weak, right swimmer?” Gino mocks through gritted teeth. “Ever since that day I busted him in his speedo at my home gym, I knew the full measure of Chase and it was not much!” Gino laughs, but it’s caught in his throat as Chase balls up both hands and slams his fists deep into Gino’s guts.

Gino gasps, as the air in his lungs is forced out of him and Chase rears back and hits him again targeting the same spot, his fists sinking straight down until Gino gags and let’s go of his nutclaws.

Junior does the same falling over quickly into a ball of misery.

Chase likewise curls into a fetal position.

Gino grabbing his stomach rolls away from the two teens, laying on his side and gasping for breathe his nuts and stomach in knots as he brings his knees up to his chest.

Gino, Chase and Junior stay down for quite some time nursing their battered, damaged goods.

Chase is the first to show life, and he lifts up his head and whispers to Junior.

“Hey kid?”

Junior groans and opens one blue eye, barely giving Chase the time of day.

“Alliance, at least until we beat Gino?”

Junior thinks this over, and nods.

“Deal.”

Gino hears the two whispering, and it does not take a genius to assume what it is about. “Took you two long enough to recognize who the real threat is,” Gino says sitting up and looking tired, but ready for what is about to come next.

Chase does the same and the two climb to their feet, Junior choosing to stay down but his eyes are watchful as he keeps them focused on the two older teens, as he rolls his eggs soothingly.

Chase is first to attack, lunging at Gino trying to catch him off guard. Chase hits Gino in the chest with enough force to fully knock him back onto his ass, Chase landing on top of him. Gino lands with a huff, but wraps his arms around Chase’s chest and squeezes him hard in a bear hug. Chase gasps, his breath squeezed from his lungs as Gino rolls onto his back taking Chase with him as he crushes the younger boy against his pecs.

“Not so cocky now, Chase are you?” Gino says mockingly as he squeezes Chase harder, and rolls to the side to pin him on his back.

Junior seeing Chase in danger, moves silently behind the pair as they wrestle and as Gino gets Chase into position on his back Junior swings in with a carefully aimed foot nailing Gino in the nads so hard that they bounce off of his shoe hitting Chase in the stomach. Gino recoils, his testes feeling like they are placed in a meat grinder and he drops Chase onto the mat, one hand reaching to grab his nuts as he looks up at Junior smirking and giving him a little wave, before he flicks him the middle finger.

Rage floods Gino’s system, and he leaps up into action ignoring the pain between his legs and jumps at Junior. Junior’s smile quickly fades as he rushes back to the ropes, but Gino catches him before he can get there by around the waist. Gino tugs at Junior’s stomach until the breath leaves him and shakes him to and fro like a ragdoll before he tosses him down to the mat, where he rolls into Chase.

Gino narrows his eyes, and stomps over to the two boys reaching down and grabbing both by their necks, and squeezing their throats as he lifts them both into the air. Staggering for a moment Gino gives each a little shake before he choke slams the pair onto the mat below where they land hard faces awash in miserable pain reaching for their sore backs.

Grinning down at his work Gino gets right back into it and grabs Junior again by both the throat and the balls. Junior does not fight hit as he airlifts Junior midair again, squeezing his nads for good measure before dropping him on top of Chase, the two colliding on impact and groan. Junior grabbing his middle rolls onto his back heavily leaning against Chase’s chest starring up at Gino with wordless anguish playing on his face. Chase seems out of it beneath him, his blue eyes unfocused as he breathes hard moaning.

Gino kicks out between Juniors legs, seeing his vulnerable sack just sitting on the mat and hits him hard in the balls. The sickening crunch that follows is heard all around the ring and Junior rolls into the fetal position body shaking like a leaf on a windy day as he cradles what’s left of his boyhood unable to utter a sound.

That leaves Chase open, laying prone on his back. Gino grabs one of his ankles and starts to drag him over to the corner of the ring and Chase looks up, a worried expression coming to his face. “No…don’t you dare!” Chase yells, trying to grab the mat with his fingers and stop their progress but he finds nothing to grab the smooth mat giving him no options. All Chase manages to do is create a scrapping sound with his fingernails as Gino drags him over to the corner turnbuckle.

“You can always give up,” offers Gino, looking over one shoulder as he jumps down out of the ring and dragging Chase kicking and spitting trying to get away. Gino switches to grabbing both ankles now, the metal unforgiving post firmly set in between Chase’s trembling thighs. “So, what are you going to do?” Gino asks sliding Chase down all the way until his fat bloated nuggets rest against the post.

Chase is breathing hard, sweat pouring down his temples, his blonde hair dropping across his sweaty forehead as his cheeks puff out red from exertion. All his efforts, and still Chase winds up in this position, and he looks up at Gino hatred burning in his blue eyes.

“Well?” Gino prompts tugging on Chase’s legs the post sinking in a bit into Chase’s manhood despite his hands firmly pushing against the post.

Chase groans, his nuts are trapped and he can’t get out.

“Usually you are so talkative!” Gino laughs and yanks his arms back. “Opps! I must have slipped,” Gino jokes, pulling and yanking Chase’s ankles so that his body crashes forcibly into the post with his poor sack squished and squashed in the process.

It seems to take Chase a full five seconds to truly feel the assault between his thighs, but once he does Chase let’s out a long moan, followed by a scream of pure torment that rips from his chest and out of his throat. Chase’s balls are crunched so hard against the unforgiving metal post that makes Chase feel as if his balls have been blasted into mush. Chase’s bloated balls are squished and deformed against the unforgiving post, and Chase briefly looks between his legs and feels an extra shudder of agony as he observes how fucked his nutbag is.

Junior hears Chase’s girlish screams, and tries to sit-up. His nutsack ache beyond belief, but Junior knows that if Chase falls there might be no way for him to beat Gino alone. Junior makes himself get up, groaning with effort he hobbles over to the corner where Chase is lying prone beating his forehead with his fist in an effort to deal with the pain that rips through his loins.

Taking a deep breath, Junior rushes forward ignoring his testicle discomfort as he climbs to the top of the ring post and before Gino has even looked up he is soaring down feet first hitting Gino full in the chest and knocking him down to the studio floor. Junior rolls off and tumbles landing curled up near the audience chairs and he hears various gasps of concerns but already he is starting to get onto all fours giving his head a quick shake as he turns to see what happened to Gino.

Luckily for Junior and Chase, Gino is on the studio floor laying still.

Junior scrambles to his feet, heart beating fast as he looks over to his fallen foe. Gino is moaning slightly, and he sits up holding his head.

“Fuck,” Gino swears clutching his head.

Junior moves stealthily towards him, making sure to go as quietly as possible. Junior’s heart races in his chest and he worries that Gino might overhear it as creeps up behind Gino ready to grab him. Briefly, Junior flicks his eyes towards Chase and spots him curled in a fetal position by the post unable to do more than hold his privates.

Gino shakes his head and starts to look around as Junior’s arm coils around his throat and Junior applies a choke hold, pulling his arm tight across Gino’s throat.

A hand reaches up, and grabs the back of Junior’s singlet in a strong grip, pulling the fabric even tighter as Gino yanks him off of his feet and tosses him in front of him where he hits the floor hard.

Junior is woozy, as he discovers himself prone on the studio floor before Gino. Gino looks angry as he reaches for him and Junior kicks out hitting Gino’s hand away as he tries to get his barring. Gino winces clutching his hand, as Junior sits-up and grabs Gino in an unconventional hold of wrapping his ankles around his neck, while on his elbows and squeezing Gino’s throat. Junior’s body is taut across Gino’s lap, his back straight as his ankles dig in.

Gino’ face reddens as he grabs Junior’s waist firmly as he lifts him into the air and drops him again onto the floor. Junior does not release the hold, but stays true to the course squeezing Gino’s neck harder as he hits the ground. Junior’s back aches but he holds on courageously. Gino again lifts him and drops him back to floor, but his time Junior’s arms fall and grab onto Gino’s ankles which soften the blow. Gino attempts to drag Junior into the air again, but Junior is holding tightly to Gino’s ankles and he can’t seem to lift both himself along with Junior.

Struggling now, Gino’s hands move to his throat to try and extricate Junior’s ankles, but Junior’s feet are locked in. Gino manages to get a bit more air down his throat and it’s enough for Gino to look down at Junior’s body, straight as an arrow on top of him and see another method for getting Junior to let go.

A hand reaches down Junior’s front and Junior feels Gino’s fingers crawling up his thighs and slipping between his them and coming into contact with his bulge. Junior gulps, and their eyes meet as Gino wraps his big hand around Junior’s scrotum grabbing him firmly in a nutclaw. Junior’s body starts to tremble as Gino’s fingers once more sink deep into his nuts cores and the old and terrible familiar testicular agony is back again.

Gino squeezes Junior’s nuts, smaller than he’s used to but still impressive for a twelve year-old. Gino’s firm grip clutches tightly to the oversized walnuts in Junior’s silky nutsack and he does his best to crush the pair in his fist.

Junior unable to stay quiet and take it stoically, like before begins to moan, his resolve cracking. “My boynuts!” Junior calls out fianlly, while his ankles start to loosen and he releases his hand holds Gino’s ankles sitting up and trying to get to his privates.

Gino easily hits Junior’s hands away, and pulls the struggling boy against him with his other hand and grabbing Junior’s windpipe for good measure to make sure to slow down Junior’s attempts.

“Hush,” Gino whispers in Junior’s ear pulling Junior into his chest, while keeping a firm hold on the boy’s plump nuggets. “Soon it will be all over,” promises Gino as he rolls Junior’s nuts painfully in his dominate hand squeezing the boy’s nuts with added vigor. Gino is now able to get a better, more firm grip because of how close Junior is against his body.

“You’ve got my boynuts!” Jayden calls out unnecessarily, his face scrunching up as he seethes.

Looking out at the crowd Junior sees his brothers grinning face, and knowing wink as he watches on enjoying seeing him suffer by Gino’s hands. Junior gasps, his body shuddering and he bites his bottom lip so he does not cry out again showing how weak he is now between his legs.

“So you are the one that named my kid brother’s balls,” Gino says chuckling. “How appropriate that you have also taken up the nick name.”

Junior moans as Gino manipulates his balls in hand, squishing his balls as he rolls them around inside of his closed fist. Gino enjoys feeling Junior’s nuts slide around as he squashes the kid’s balls. Gino has always enjoyed owning a boy in this way, holding them by their manhood and crushing the resolve out of them as he holds them tightly by their nutsack. One of Gino’s favorite parts was when they gave up, and knew that they were done. Gino is looking forward to hitting that threshold with Junior and he knows that it won’t be too far from happening now.

Gino keeps squishing Juniors nuts, holding the struggling boy firmly by the neck as he squirms against his chest his arms and legs fighting to get free banging on his arms and thighs seeking a way out. Junior groans again on a particularly rough squeeze that hits Junior hard in his soft undersides of his balls that makes him gag, and lurch up his body trembling as he falls back breathless against Gino.

Laying still, Junior’s heart thunders in his chest as his strength is slowly squeezed out of him from Gino’s nutclaw. Gino’s unforgiving hand mashes his balls continuing to weaken his nuts and Junior cries out “Noooo! Ugh, ugh….oh god!” as he is powerless to keep from showing how his pathetic throb and churn. “Ahh, ah, ah…my….my!” Unable to finish his sentence Junior shudders violently, his balls twisting and churning in his ballsack as Gino renders him completely helpless.

Junior is about to call out for Chase to help him when Gino clamps down so hard on his ballbag that he freezes, the nutclaw seems to eviscerate his nuts. Junior opens his mouth, his blue eyes crossing and chortles out a yell.

Gino pulls his head back, and says “Give up, Junior!”

Junior screams again, his balls lost to him and his fingers curl into fists and he swings upwards with both hands popping Gino in the forehead in a one, two punch that he manages to land. Gino shakes his head as Junior sucks in another lungful of air and hits him again, one of his wild punches managing to nail him between the eyes and Gino loosens his nutclaw enough for Junior to breathe as he turns his torso and punches him in the throat.

Gino gags, and lets Junior’s nuts go to grab his throat as a coughing fit overtakes him.

Junior rolls away, grabbing his nuts and closing his eyes pain overwhelming his senses completely.

Chase shaking as he climbs out of the ring and heading towards Gino on his wobbly knees. Chase’s steps are very measured not wanting to jostle his sore, tender nutsack that seems to weigh him down more than ever before.

Gino begins to get control of his breathing again, and he sees Chase approaching and he really wants to finish Junior off, he was so close to giving up but knows that he can’t ignore the threat of Chase. Gino stands up ready for him. Chase stops considering his next move, liking better when Gino was on the ground. Chase thinks of what to do next, and seems unsure of his next action should be but Gino decides not to give him any more think time. Gino reaches for him, and Chase barely manages to get his arms up to lock arms with Gino, who uses his full height to push Chase backwards a few steps his grinning face reflecting his contempt at being out powered by him.

Chase grits his teeth, as he is further pushed backwards into the ring right next to the corner post.

“Hey look,” Gino says pointing with his chin. “It’s your favorite spot Chase. I’m about to put you right back where I had you before.” Gino says grunting his dark brown eyes borrowing into Chase as he presses him against the post.

Chase struggles some more as the back of his head hits the metal post, and he feels Gino kicking his legs apart and raise up his knee to strike Chase’s nuts in a knee lift.

“No!” Chase, wincing as Gino brings his knee up barreling towards his plump hanging basket. A clang is heard, and Chase open’s one eye seeing Gino has hit the metal post with his knee and grabs it hobbling and scowling at the stinging knee cap.

Chase laughs, and sees an opening. Finally. Chase kicks out at Gino’s ankle, the only one that is on the ground and Gino drops down to the floor on his back. Rushing around to grab Gino by Gino’s ankles, Chase yanks Gino’s thighs apart as Gino flinches from the strain in his upper thighs as he takes careful aim.

Gino locks eyes with Chase just as Jayden’s boyfriend stomps downward.

Gino’s nuts are crushed underneath Chase’s foot, and suddenly the match has turned in his favor for the very first time. Chase capitalizes on it, as he smooshes his foot into Gino’s groin crushing both his cock and balls indiscriminately underfoot.

Chase’s smile widens as he witnesses Gino now moaning, and feels Gino’s big squishy nuts pressed deep against his own pelvis as Chase smooshes them flat.

Junior is still motionless, but he hears the tides of change perceptively but he can’t do anything about it as he fondles his sensitive bits, wincing as his bloated ballsack throbs, sending pulsating sensations throughout his lower abdomen.

Gino grabs Chase’s sneaker, yanking it forcibly out of place, so that Chase’s heel scrapes along his belly as Gino pulls Chase off of his feet. Chase lands with a crash, hitting his head on the floor with a hard thunk as Gino grabs his balls with both hands cupping his nuts and wincing as he does so.

“Shit!” Gino curses.

Chase sits up, head throbbing but still with Chase’s ankles in hand sends both feet streaking to Gino’s hands hitting them into his protective balls. While Gino’s balls are somewhat cushioned from the blow, the backs of Gino’s hands sting and he still does not prevent his hands from unwilling squeezing his own balls because of Chase’s forceful sneakers.

“Ugh!” grunts Gino, as everything beneath Chase’s foot is squished up against his pelvic bone.

“Got you now!” Chase says, really yanking on Gino’s ankles, and applying the full gas-pedal that Jayden taught him so many months ago in the gymnasium.

Doug laughs out loud, a horse chuckle as he states “Well, I’ll be damned! Looks like Chase actually stands a chance now!”

Reluctantly, Jayden is in full agreement. His brother Gino is always on top, until he gets it in the sack a few times. Gino has no stamina, although Chase does not either. Junior provided enough relief in their team-up against Gino to really turn the tides in Chase’s favor.

Gino is hurting, and he does not appear to have any avenue of escape as Chase pulverizes his fingers and nuts, using his foot to really stomp into Gino’s most sensitive area. Gino groans, as Chase stomps away with wild abandon his blues eyes narrowing in on the lumps between Gino’s legs and how best to squish them flat.

Although Chase’s nuts are still sore, and throbbing he is starting to feel a lot better every time Gino groans. Chase shifts his attention briefly calling out to Junior. “You want in on this before he gives up?” Chase asks, feeling like he at least owes him part of this victory.

Junior nods solemnly as he starts to rise up, and Chase reflects to himself that a stiff wind will knock that kid down right after he finishes with Gino.

“Reach your hand right in between his legs,” Chase suggests wanting Junior to get in range of Gino’s wrath.

Hesitating Junior looks from Gino to Chase and he seems to be putting the pieces together as he slowly shakes his head.

“Naw, that’s okay,” Junior says, waving the offer away as he comes closer to Chase sitting next to him. “I’ll just sit here, in my ringside seat waiting for Gino giving up instead.” Junior says with a shrug leaning back a little to knock shoulders with Chase.

Chase is a little uncomfortable with how close Junior has gotten, and he keeps one eye trained on him at all times while he continues to stomp his foot into Gino’s softening nuggets. Junior pays little attention to Chase, but seems to still be leaning into his side coaching him on how best to bust Gino.

“His nuts are hanging real low right now, make sure that you use your heel,” Junior suggests, pointing his finger.

“I know,” Chase says rolling his eyes.

“If you get his fingers out of the way, this would be over by now,” Junior again points out, criticizing Chase’s efforts.

Chase turns to him then and says, “If you think you can do better, you take over!” Chase counters lifting Gino’s ankles up a bit.

Junior is all smiles as he agrees, “Deal, move over. Sense you need my help to win this.”

Sighing Chase gives Junior the reigns, and he easily takes Gino’s sweaty ankles in hand slipping his feet down in between Gino’s thighs and kicks his own shoes off along the way so that his feet rest on either side of Gino’s protective hands covering his junk. Junior leaves them there for a moment, feeling Gino’s pelvis trembling as he eases his sweaty white sock feet up Gino’s lower abdomen and sliding them back across, slowly, and sensually.

The change is immediate as Gino looks fully at Junior, the blue eyed boy never taking his eyes away from the prize even as he feels both teens watching him very intently.

Junior bites his lips as he rubs his big toe across Gino’s torso, scrapping it along his navel and through his dense forest of hair on his pubic area that Junior feels through the slippery material of the singlet as he slides his foot across. This earns Junior a heavy sigh from Gino, and Junior repeats the maneuver and says quietly so only the three of them can hear.

“Let me touch it with my foot, Gino. I promise to make you feel good.” Junior whispers, his mouth barely moving as if he did not speak at all and this is when Junior finds Gino’s brown eyes and he does not blink as he rubs one foot across his pubis again and just a bit lower pressing into Gino’s cupping hands and feeling a hardness hidden beneath. “Come on,” Junior presses. “Better to have me do it, than him.” Junior says a ghost of smile on his cherry lips as they curl at the edges. “I can feel how hard it is,” Junior states using his toes to twirl around the spot on Gino’s fingers he feels is harder than the rest.

Gino barely nods consent, but it’s enough for them both to see as Gino’s big erection poking out from between his fingers stretching up to his navel and straining the fabric of his singlet pouch. The tip is wet, and Junior eyes his prize and offers a little smile.

“Thank you,” Junior says as both of his feet grab Gino’s dick between his toes as they slide up and down the trembling steely pole.

“Ah,” Gino groans, and tosses his head back, his wet sweaty back hair flicking off of his forehead in the process as he sighs and groans louder now.

Chase is beside Junior, and sees the younger boy also bonning up also as he gives Gino a foot job and thinks ‘This will be easy after Gino spews,’ so Chase stays quiet and watchful allowing Junior to have at Gino.

“That’s one way to do it,” Chase whispers in Juniors ear, when Gino closes his eyes and he knows that he won’t see him talking. “I can also see that it makes you a bit excited to,” Chase points out.

Junior grins, his cheeks coloring a bit and he turns to look at Chase and says “Shut up. Unless…you want the next turn?”

“Naw, I’m all set.” Chase declares with a small laugh, messing up Junior’s blonde hair.

Junior gives his shoulders a firm shake and says “Your loss,” and turns his full attention back to Gino, making sure to really polish his knob.

Gino moans, and slowly he starts to move his hands away, and Junior tenderly scoops up his big balls to roll them between the soles of his feet, and to capture the full length of Gino’s erection between his toes. To Junior’s utter amazement Gino’s cock is bigger than his feet.

“Wow, you are so big,” Junior says, clearly impressed.

A smile creeps up onto Gino face and he says, “Yeah.”

“I bet that he’s bigger than you,” Junior says offhandedly, but Junior notices that his comment seems to prickle Chase. Junior knows that his words have had an effect and he can tell that he hit a sore spot, just like he planned to do. “Just look at it!” Junior proclaims running his feet all the way up and down Gino’s full length, making sure to point Gino’s big cock directly at Chase. “How much bigger do you think he is than you?” Junior asks Chase, seeming to ponder the idea allowed. “Two or three inches?”

Chase rolls his eyes. “No way, we measured. I’m the biggest guy on the swim team.”

“He is not on the swim team,” Junior emphasizes as he runs his feet up to the tip of Gino’s erection giving it a little squeeze. Gino trembles at the touch, and he moans falling back onto his elbows granting him even more access to his privates, as Gino’s torso stretches and his cock curves up skyward bending slightly towards his navel.

“And he is bigger than you,” Junior states plainly, “And so is my cousin, Logan for that matter. I’ve seen some big dicks, I don’t think yours can measure up. Maybe when you get a bit older,” muses Junior.

Chase blanches at Junior’s words and Junior works so hard not to get a cocky grin, as he redoubles his efforts to finish Gino to completion. Junior won’t have to wait very much longer. Gino is now humping his feet in earnest, his singlet is drenched in pre-cum and Junior can feel his socks getting wet with it as he slides his feet more quickly up and down Gino’s erection. Gino’s breathing is labored and he lets out a moan so loud that it startles the two momentarily as Gino’s eyes roll back. He’s so goddam close.

“Just a little bit more,” Junior whispers, he no longer focus in on Chase as he sees Gino tensing, as he starts locking his legs. Gino’s ankles curve towards Junior’s sides gripping his hips and Junior is about to announce that Gino is going to cum, but the fact is it’s unnecessary.

“I’m going to cum!” Gino pronounces anyways, his voice rough.

Chase turns to look at Gino, and he’s so mad seeing Gino’s full erection on display that he gets up from his spot beside Junior and stalks towards Gino lifting his foot up and sending it crashing down into Gino’s nads.

Juniors soles have been blissfully cradling Gino’s nuggets, rolling them ever so gently as his big toes have been squeezing and toying with his mushroom headed cock that when Chase’s foot hits his balls Gino takes a full second to process as his body shoots up and mouth drops open as he gags out “Baalllllsssssssss!”

Chase twists his foot viciously, forcing Gino’s nuts all the way back down from beneath his cock.

“What are you doing?” Junior says dropping Gino’s ankles and jumping up looking incredulous. “I was about to finish off Gino?”

“He is not bigger than me!” Chase says grabbing his privates and turning to face Junior, his cheeks burning crimson.

This was not how Junior planned Chase’s anger to go, but he has to go with it now.

“Then prove it Chase! Gino’s hard, get hard and put your dick right up against his! Then you will know that I am right!” Junior states, throwing up his hands. “Then we can get back to maybe…I don’t know…winning, perhaps?”

Chase huffs, and grabs his singlet pouch more gingerly this time tugging on his limp noodle. Chase cannot let this little shit question his manhood like this. Chase quickly rubs himself, and starts masturbating in front of the crowd and many of the boys wolf whistle as he does so and Junior without thinking reaches down to massage his own pecker, feeling how hard he is.

“I’ll show you,” Chase says, his breathing getting ragged as he grunts and feels his penis filling with blood and getting firmer. In no time, the fifteen year old is stiff and hard. Chase glances down at his proud erection and grins. “Now I will show you.”

Chase goes down on bended knee, and rolls Gino onto his back.

“Move your hands,” Chase commands.

“Fuck off,” Gino moans, his eyes still cross as he clutches at his bruised nuts.

Rolling his eyes, Chase gets down on all fours trying to grab and wrestle Gino’s hands away from protecting his good. Gino turns his body sideways, and shifts his hands to block Chase’s advances succeeding in keeping Chase away but Junior huffs and wants to end this so he comes up behind Gino and grabs his wrists. Together Chase and Junior manage to pull Gino’s hands away with a yell of frustration ripping out of Gino as Chase climbs a top of Gino’s thighs and presses their groins together.

“Now let’s see, what you are packing!” Chase says as he shoves his pelvis forward so that he and Gino bump groins.

Immediately it’s plainly obvious to all three that Gino has the far superior equipment. Chase’s dick, although impressive and thick is pressed up against Gino’s and the several inches of manmeat that overshadows his own is both visually apparent as well as undeniable. Still Chase grumbles out, “We have to get the right angle here.”

Chase tries to hump his way against Gino’s crotch searching in vain for a way to measure himself against Gino’s schlong in order for his to even get close to overtaking the oldest Gomez. Chase’s cock starts to droop in his efforts and he goes a bit crimson in the cheeks and says “Huh, looks like we can’t get an accurate read on things after all.”

Junior snickers, and Chase shifts his gaze from Gino’s shaft up to Junior. “What are you laughing about?”

“Your delusions, that’s all. It’s really astounding,” Junior comments with a grin.

Chase gets a mean look in his eyes as he reaches up for Junior, who sees him coming and says “Oops!” and lets Gino’s arms go.

Chase fully stretched out hovering above Gino who gulps as Gino spots Chase’s ample goods in front of his face and opens up an uppercut that slams home into Chase’s bulge, hitting his swollen nuts and fading erection with a furious crunch that leaves Chase gaping and gasping on his trembling tippy toes.

Gino smirks and opens his mouth as Chase crumples and catches his penis in his singlet in his jaws and locks his lips around it and proceeds to suck.

Chase moans as he says, “What? No!”

Chase tries to extricate himself, but Junior sits on his lower back forcing him back down, and further pushing his dick down Gino’s throat. Chase reaches back but only manages to swipe at Junior’s back. Junior reaches in between Chase and Gino’s legs grabbing Gino’s still hardened tool and starts to jack him off. “I think I know how to win this,” Junior says laughing.

The three are quite a spectacle to see. Junior is on top of both fallen boys, with Gino on the bottom sucking on Chase’s man tool for all he is worth, polishing it to the best of his abilities while his hands now grab Chase’s nuts and lock around his orbs putting him in a double nut claw.

Chase continues to struggle and his knee finds its way between Gino’s legs and starts to hammer upwards, thrusting with vigorous slams hitting Gino as hard as he can. Chase is a bit restricted by Junior who sits low on his back and has his hands between them jacking off Gino’s erection with vigor and surprising speed.

Its race to see which teen will shoot first and both are losing stamina in busting their opponent’s balls as their cocks swell, and their nuts throb.

Gino couldn’t change positions if he tried, so he continues to suck for all he’s worth his mouth drenching Chase’s singlet pouch as his tongue slides across and around Chase’s blossoming head, his tongue flicking at his slit. Bobbing his head slightly, Gino takes Chase’s cock further down his throat feeling him hitting his tonsils in the process as each thump of Chase’s strong thigh blasts his nuts against his taint. Gino’s head swims with pain, and lack of air as his own erection throbs and he knows that he won’t be able to hold off his orgasm for too much longer…he just has to outlast Chase.

Above Gino, Chase does not seem to be doing much better. Chase can’t get his cock out of Gino’s gullet and he is polishing his knob so well that Chase almost thinks Gino taught Jayden how to give head! It’s not all pleasureful, Gino has his balls in hands and seems to be working on how best to neuter him and make this his last orgasm. Gino squashes and squishes his big nuts, manipulating them in two double nut claws that push his pain limits beyond his capacity to handle and it’s all Chase can do to not shout his defeat. The one saving grace is that Gino seems to be closer to cumming then he is, all he has to do is hold off on spraying his own firehose before Gino does.

Junior is loving this. Junior is all smiles sitting on top of Chase and rubbing Gino’s throbbing pecker while he listens to the slurps coming from Gino in between sucking moans, while Chase groans and huffs trying to knock Junior off of his back. Chase’s strikes are all in vain, and Junior figures that he must know it too. Junior’s plan was to finish off whoever won this part. Junior was not sure who it was going to be but he hoped and feared that it would be Chase. Junior already has such a handhold on Gino’s cock that he figures that he can finish him right after.

That’s when Chase begins to feel his balls crawling up and being fully restrained by Gino’s nutclaws, otherwise he does not think he would notice. Gino is sloshing all over his throbbing cock, slurping it all the way down his nose buried in his blonde pubes and Chase senses the inevitable. Chase throws his head back, gritting his teeth trying to force back down the throbbing coursing vibrations running along his shaft as he lets out a hollering grunt “Ahhhh! Ah, ah, ahhhhhh!” and feels himself going over the edge.

Chase’s dick throbs, convulsing in Gino’s wet warm mouth and he added a slight humming which quivers along his shaft and Gino starts to ease up on crushing his balls and tickles the undersides instead and it’s enough to send him past the point of no return.

Chase erupts down Gino’s greedy throat, and he slightly smiles as Gino chokes on his third volley of semen slipping down his throat and Gino lets up on squeezing his balls at all but rubs them instead, kneading them as he spurts and gags.

“Fuuuuuuck!” Chase grunts as his pelvis thrusts in earnest in and out of Gino’s mouth, banging his cock against the back of Gino’s throat.

Gino can barely breath, but still Chase’s cock moves in and out of his throat as Chase cums above him, grunting and shuddering, his body wracked with powerful spasms.

Then Chase drops his head on Gino’s chest, spent and drained moaning as his lips whisper “Fuck you, Gino.”

Gino spits out Chase’s cock as Junior speeds up his hand job, Gino is throbbing more than ever and as Gino takes in his first full breath of air Junior feels him trembling beneath Chase.

“Almost there big guy,” Junior says his hand jacking Gino so fast that his arm starts to tire, but he dares not to slow down as Gino’s cock begins to thrust up into his fist. “Yeah that’s it,” Junior says encouragingly. “Keeping going, I want to see you cum.”

At the word cum, Gino moans he’s so close and Chase is so heavy above him that he almost gives in, letting Junior finish him off. ‘Almost there,’ he thinks his brow creasing and his cock throbbing. ‘Just a little more…’ and then Chase turns to face him and grins.

“If I have to lose, at least you do too,” Chase whispers and knees Gino as hard as he can.

Gino curses and arches his back, and feels Junior shake a bit above him as Chase laughs, rearing his knee back, aiming for another strike when Gino twists Chase’s balls in his fists so hard to the right that Chase screams, his voice cracking as he falls off of Gino’s chest grabbing at his scrotum to get it out of Gino’s hands. More importantly to Gino, the disruption above him with Chase moving is also enough to make Junior fall off too landing on his ass one foot buried underneath Chase’s limp body.

Junior grabs Chase’s shoulders and shoves at him.

“Get off!” Junior yells, shoving incessantly as Gino manhandles Chase’s nuts and stands up dropping them after he is on his own two feet.

Taking some big clearing breathes, he grabs his rigid tool, still so close to cumming and thinks of finishing himself but changes his mind as he looks down as Junior slides his leg out from underneath Chase climbing to he feet as Gino takes off after him.

Junior is danger now, and he leaps to the left as Gino makes a grab for him and rushes back to the wrestling ring scrambling up the staircase to get some distance between them, but Gino is hot on his heels, breathing hard behind him.

“Nowhere to run,” Gino calls after him taking a swipe at his sprinting sock foot managing to pull one off in the process.

Junior spins as he runs straight into the corner grabbing the ropes in hand, chest heaving as Gino pursues him standing in the middle of the ring, his mouth open in a smile.

 “You got closer to winning than anyone expected,” Gino says stalking him, taking another step with his foot towards him. Junior seems to be looking for an exit as he turns his head left and right before turning himself forward to watch Gino approach. “This is as far as you get.”

Junior bites his bottom lip putting up his hands, sweat rolling down his chest, his spandex singlet sticking to him like a glove showing every curve of his tight pecs, and abdomen.

“Gino,” Junior says, his voice cracking. He clears his throat trying again, “Gino, you would not have won without me…can I at least have a free shot?”

Pausing, Gino tilts his head seeming to consider the request.

“You did help me in the end,” Gino admits reluctantly.

Junior says nothing, hands still up in surrender. One eyebrow raises up, “What do you say?” Junior asks again. “Free shot, just one.”

Gino slowly shakes his head, “Nothing is for free here, Junior. Besides, it would not help you win.”

Junior smiles now, “If you’re sure about that, give me a free shot.”

Gino grabs his chin, before he nods his head. “You get one, and it’s not below the belt either.”

“There are conditions, huh? You must be scared then,” Junior says, his blue eyes reflecting mischief and the house lights above.

“I’m not scared,” Gino says quickly.

“Then prove it,” Junior challenges, setting his jaw and puffing out his chest, banging on it with a fist. “Free shot!”

“Fine!” says Gino, and he puts his hands behind his back breathing hard.

Junior slowly lowers his arms and steps cautiously forwards, his blue eyes never leaving Gino’s as he steps up to him.

Reaching out with tender fingers, he grabs Gino’s left pec and feels the muscle beneath as he comments “So firm,” and slides up one hand to Gino’s shoulder gripping it firmly as he balls his other hand up and not losing eye contact he shifts his stance so that one foot is slightly more extend than the other and swings his arm straight up. Junior’s fist changes at the last moment to a thin straight line as he karate chops straight up in between Gino’s thick well-muscled thighs hitting between his nuts and crashing his hand straight into his erect cock.

Gino gapes, and his arms loosen behind his back as he reaches out for Junior who has already slipped to the side and kicks out in a brilliant flared kick his bare foot swinging into his abdomen and hitting his abs with a thwack! Gino bends down groaning, as Junior reaches up between his legs behind his back and grabs his one ball and yanks his finding between his ass. Gino folds at the waist and Junior wastes no time kicking him the ass and sending him careening into the post head first.

Bouncing off, Gino tumbles back and Junior misjudging where Gino would have fallen is knocked back with him as the two fall together landing on the mat.

“Shit!” calls out Junior, his legs are trapped beneath Gino’s heavy torso and he squirms pulling his feet along Gino’s back. Junior gets feet out and is about to roll away when Gino turns and grabs his one socked foot and pulling him back.

“No!” Junior says as Gino stirs sitting up and pulling Junior onto his lap.

Gino smiles then and Junior’s eyes widen as Gino reaches between his thighs and grabs his balls, clearly obvious at the bottom of his singlet pouch, the material leaving nothing to the imagination as it hugs his nectarine ballsack illuminating each nut.

Struggling Junior grabs Gino’s throat with both hands, wrapping his hands firmly around Gino’s neck but a quick elbow from Gino’s arm, strikes him true and fast as it finds its way just underneath Juniors ribcage rocking him backwards so he falls onto the mat, his whole torso fully on display as he lays splayed across Gino’s lap. Gino sits up, keeping Junior on one knee as he does so that his navel faces towards the lights and he uses his free hand to keep Junior’s head pointed at the mat, his limbs dripping down on either side of the mat his fingertips barely touching.

Junior twists his body but he knows that it’s no use, Gino’s got him now.

“What are you going to do?” Junior dares to ask as he gulps.

Gino runs a hand down Juniors extended torso, feeling the muscles and Junior’s strained breathes as his fingers curve around his groin feeling Junior up and says, “That depends…do you want to end the match with a smile or with a frown?” he asks as he caresses Juniors mound rubbing his fingers along Juniors half-cocked erection and nutsack.

Junior struggles again and Gino sighs, lifting one elbow and hammers it straight down into Juniors nutsack, his balls bending and crunching underneath.

A holler rips through Junior and his body trembles as Gino grabs him by the roots and starts to squeeze his developing testicles, his fingers easily slipping deep into Junior’s soft cores of his pliable bendable nuts.

“I guess that answers that,” Gino says, with a chuckle redoubling his efforts and his nut claw, as he stretched Junior out some more on his knee.

Junior can’t see what’s happening above, but he feels Gino’s daft fingers, and his balls squirm and smoosh underneath Gino’s powerful grip keeping him steady by his most vulnerable nuts. The sudden, terrible ache in his groin elicits a high-pitched scream from Junior, and Gino’s thunderous laughs echo around the ring as he manhandles him.

Gino chuckles and says, “You sound like my kid brother when I get him. I love to make him squeal like a pig too! Squeal! Do it again,” Gino orders still laughing. His hand twists Junior’s package and the poor boy could not help suppress another high-pitched yelp. Junior, for his part felt a horrible mix of pain and humiliation as his cheeks burn and the helplessness of Gino holding his most precious possessions.

“Aaaaaaaaaaarrrrrgh! Fuuuuck!” Junior screams again, much to the delight of Gino.

A smug smile plays on Gino’s face as he feels powerful, and in control. He is dominating Junior, giving him a humiliating defeat that he’d never soon forget. He could feel Junior’s round male organs flattening in his hand as he crushes them mercilessly.

“Now tap out, Junior,” states Gino plainly increasing his efforts this time, his jaw clenches and the muscles in his hand and forearm bulges with the effort as he squeezes the boy’s genitals applying all of his strength.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAOOOOOOOOOOOOHFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!” Junior hollers his words running together as Gino chuckles listening to him yell “It hurts! Stop! Please!”

“What was that?” Gino asks, twisting his hand, grinning his fingers probing as they dig into the boy’s nuts with such ferocity that Junior jerks his torso up, his body trembling.

“I give up!” Junior gasps.

Gino follows this by an immediate squeeze to Junior’s trapped balls and he screams again, red faced “AAaaaaaaaaaaaaaa pleeeeeease…. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaoough….stop, pleeease…” Junior begs now.

Slowly Gino eases, up and cradles Juniors nads softly.

Junior takes a full deep breath, his back aching as Gino toys with his balls for a full minute more until Junior’s erection is fully hard.

“It could have ended a different way,” Gino says reaching up with his thumb and running it down his full length making him shiver. “Too bad. But you will always know who owned your balls…right?” Gino says squeezing Junior’s nads again just as hard as before making Junior sing.

Gino lowers him to the mat, where Junior curls protectively around his groin laying there by his feet shattered and gasping.

“Good match buddy,” Gino says his eyes rising from Junior to meet Jayden’s. “But I have one more to do before this is all over.”

Gino steps over Junior and comes to rest heavily on the ropes.

“Hey bro, you ready to face me after I fully recover for a bit?” Gino asks.

Jayden is sitting next to Chase, his hands are balled into fists. He looks livid.

“I’m going to beat you,” Jayden says plainly, no hiding the anger in his voice.

“Can’t wait to see you try,” Gino says.

 

 

Next…

 

The big finale….

 

King of the Ring Part 12: The Finale