The Slammer: Escape From Bartlet Juvenile Hall By Jimmy

 

The Slammer:

Escape From Bartlet Juvenile Hall

 

By Jimmy

 

 Dear Ballbusting Boys Community,

This story was edited by Reg, he even added some awesome parts. Thank you friend, and I hope that you all enjoy!

~Jimmy

Jayden

 

When Jayden Gomez wakes up he finds himself in a room already dressed in his crimson red Bartlet issued singlet and laying down on the bench. His back aches a bit and he holds his head as he sits up, looking around at a locker room.

 

Kidnapped…he remembers.

 

The sounds of voices, all male, hit Jayden’s ears and he sits up heart hammering, and jumps onto his feet just as the door opens and Zagan Keller marches in ahead of his full team of wrestlers that fill the small space completely surrounding Jayden. The first thing that strikes Jayden are the cold, mean smiles that glare across at him and the overbearing weight of so much hatred and malice. A few faces look familiar from their wrestling match some months back but their expression seem colder and more heartless now. Jayden wonders if Zagan’s has been stoking their anger and preparing the whole team for revenge against himself…the tyrant that masterminded their defeat.

 

Jayden blinks back as he scans the room for a sympathetic face but in vain. Zagan’s wrestlers vary in age and height and features but they all seem to share the same tough and threatening demeanor. A tall blond stud smirks meanly back at him, sensing Jayden’s fear and thumps a fist loudly into his palm then grins proudly as he tightens his abs, showing off the rippling muscles on his seventeen year old torso. Following his lead some of the others begin clenching their fists, unashamedly flaunting their bulging teenage biceps. The whole team must have been through a brutal training regime and look stronger and fitter than last time Jayden encountered them. Suddenly Zagan clears his throat loudly and the wresters fall silent and cross their arms making their veiny biceps bulge impressively as they turn fawningly towards their captain who steps forward and points directly at Jayden.

 

“See how strong my boys are now, Jayden! I turned this bunch of worthless pussies into the meanest, toughest warriors on the whole fucking league. We’re going to crush your puny Midtown friends next time and as for you…I’m going to take you down today. It’s rematch time.”

 

The gathered group roar and jeer in unison as Zagan Keller walks right up to Jayden grabbing him by the straps of his singlet and effortlessly lifting him off the floor, his feet dangling as he grabs onto Zagan’s hard muscled arms unable to hide his fear. Zagan gives him a shake like a ragdoll twisting this way and that, like a weed in the wind.

 

Zagan drags Jayden across the room and bangs him into the doors of the gymnasium that he came through earlier and grabs him with a second hand, this one grabbing his ballbag lifting him high over his head and winks back at his fellow wrestlers before tossing him end over end. Jayden Gomez lands hard, rolling across to the very edge of the mat.

 

Gasping on the mat, Jayden is on all fours, rubbing his groin, trying to recover as Zagan storms up behind him, enveloping him with his strong arms around his waist.

 

“Now I make you sing like a bitch” Zagan whispers in Jayden’s ears both hands grasping onto his balls, one in each hand. Jayden’s eyes widen, his testicles locked in a familiar applied nutclaws. The penetration of his scrotum by Zagan feels deeply personnel as the exploratory fingers grasp him tightly, holding his nuts hostage and squeezing them hard.

 

“I’m still bigger than you” Zagan hisses in his ear rolling the fat orbs between his fingers.

 

Jayden opens his mouth to mutter “Get off me. You filthy…coward!”

 

Zagan laughs, his deep resonating sound chuckling as he presses against Jayden’s backside, his bulge flush up against Jayden.

 

“Still wearing that…cup…ugh…I knew you had… weak balls!” Jayden manages to gasp in between his groans as Zagan works over his testicles, pressing the nut meat in and pulling his fingers out to only sink them back at another side.

 

“Tougher than yours, kid” Zagan brags meanly as his strong fingers start again to fondle and roll the most intimate parts of Jayden’s anatomy “You’re not worthy of touching my man-balls Jayden…not yet!”

 

“Ooooh my boy-nuts” Jayden gasps, writhing in shame.

 

“Not so much of a boy these days” Zagan chuckles “It’s nice to get my hands around your boy-nuts again, Jayden…to feel your development…your jewels are getting quite a reputation and I can feel why…you’re bigger than any of my team-mates and they hate you for it. Still you’re barely fifteen…do you seriously think you can compete  against my own fully grown man-balls” Zagan brags loudly but his brow furrows in concern as he begins to realize just how plump and heavy the youngsters gonads feel in his hand. “From one captain to another…we should know what the opposition is packing… I know my balls are bigger, Jayden!”

 

With this Zagan seizes the boy’s left testicle through the tissue of the singlet and starts to roll it between his thumb and forefinger. He kept doing it for a few seconds, then he repeated the procedure with Jayden’s other ball.

 

“Aaaaaarhhh! Fuuuuuck!!!” screams Jayden. “Not…not my balls!” as a tremendous pain radiates from his gonads. He thrashes furiously, he bucks his hips in his bent up position on all fours in an attempt to free his delicate male glands from Zagan’s cruel fingers, but his efforts prove to be futile. He is in Zagan’s hands, literally and figuratively. Above him, his Zagan’s face is the picture of ultimate satisfaction. Zagan’s eyes gleam and he laughs loudly as he crushes Jayden’s testicles in front of his team, finally showing everyone how impotent that he can make Jayden when he tries.

 

“Does it hurt, brat?” he asks rhetorically “Shame, I thought they might at least be as tough as mine”

 

Jayden lets out a roar of anguish but it’s the only reply that Zagan gets.

 

“Hahaha! You know, I do this shit to my wrestling mates all the time to toughen them up” he explains, still squeezing the vulnerable bulge in his hand. “Some of them still puke when I squeeze this hard, the rest just pass out or cry! Hahaha! It’s so much more satisfying with you…your almost a real threat. Hahaha! SQUEAL JAYDEN! SQUEEEAL LIKE A PIG! No one can outlast my double nut claw” he orders through his laughter as he presses Jayden’s testicles even more. The sudden, terrible ache in his groin elicits a high-pitched shriek from Jayden, and Zagan’s demonic laughs echo around the gym mixed with the other wrestlers in attendance many of whom are groping their own privates as they watch the action in front of them.

 

“Never….I….wooooooonn’t! And I’m fourteen….you dipshit!!!” Jayden goes taut, his body rigged as Zagan squishes his balls from multiple angles and then just when Jayden thinks that his balls can’t hurt any worse Zagan turns things up. Switching tactics Zagan takes Jayden’s trapped testicles and proceeds to pounds his boys together in one mighty pressurized nut smash. Zagan crashes Jayden’s nuts, pinning them against the other and grinds the two testicles together. The smooshing balls flatten and Jayden opens his mouth in horror gaping before letting out a scream that rips him through the middle and comes out in a furious rage.

 

“Ohhh….my…..uuuuuuUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!” Jayden yells.

 

Zagan pauses here and pulls Jayden up by his balls squeezing him harder as he yanks Jayden to his feet demanding that “One of you…come take off my cup…the time has come for Jayden to pay tribute to my manhood and witness my superiority. He got lucky in the ring once and dared to cast doubt on your captain, well I will show him exactly what a real man carries in his scrotum. Time to unleash the beast!”

 

The command echoes around the startled bodies in the gym. Zagan’s demand is finally met as a fiery red haired lad rushing up behind Zagan and yells “It’s me, Bennet. I’ll take it off…the easy way.” Bennet’s large hand slip up Zagan’s thighs, following the tattooed tentacles that snake along his inner thigh all the way up to his groin.

 

Zagan’s squeezing pauses for a moment as he takes a deep breath. “That’s it Bennet, gently now…slip it free.”

 

Glancing over his shoulder, a trickle of sweat leaks down Jayden’s cheek as he sees the hunger and determination in Bennet’s stunning green eyes and the explosion of tiny freckles that cover his exposed skin. The redhead is one of the younger wrestlers on Zagan’s team with taut, lean muscles more like a swimmer. He has a strong jaw, high cheekbones but it’s the delicateness of his large lips, and the soft contour of his cheeks that suggest a warmth and humanity that Jayden has not seen in the rest of the team.

 

“There you go” says Zagan, relief is his voice as he feels the hard plastic being peeling away from the hefty bulk of his confined genitals and he makes a little gasp as his impressive cock and left testicle tumbles down to sway between his thighs. One of Bennet’s hands remains in place, now cupping Zagan’s big right ball, his fingers caressing and worshipping the big virile organ. Zagan starts to laugh and mimics Bennet’s motions on Jayden’s genitals bringing him out of his painfully foggy state for a moment as he rolls, explores Jayden’s balls with the lightest of touches.

 

“Careful down there Bennet, you’ll awaken my dragon.”

 

The prospect makes Bennet seem more excited than fearful and he speeds up, his hungry fingers groping and fondling all the swinging man-meat within the singlet pouch.

 

“You’re so BIG, captain!” Bennet gasps up as he clutches Zagan’s floppy member feeling it gently throb under his touch. His other hand hastily discards the plastic cup and slides inside so he can get another handhold on his master’s throbbing beast.

 

The clank of the plastic cup skidding across the floor seems to cut through the silence and Jayden senses the moment but before he can exploit the situation, Zagan’s hand suddenly grabs Jayden’s resting cock by the root and slides his fingers sensually up towards the tip to squeeze the spongey head. Jayden jerks forward in his grasp, but Zagan quells his resistance, holding even tighter to his scrotum, the nutclaw once again threatened as Zagan growls in his ear.

 

“Don’t fight it, Jayden. I will make you rock-hard…in front of all my men. They will see how my towering dragon defeats your…boycock and as for these….your famous boy-balls, they will cower in the shadow of my superior man eggs! No one will leave here with any doubt about who is the superior captain.”

 

Zagan pulls and strokes Jayden’s thickening cock while he is speaking coaxing Jayden’s erection like one would a gentle flame giving it the care that it needs and fueling it with his fingertips that press against the soft undersides and along the frenulum. The teenage hormones take over, and Jayden can’t help but stiffen up, and he notices Zagan doing the same as the thickened erection slips up and along his ass, the singlet hiding nothing as Bennet does his captains duty from behind.

 

A moan comes from Jayden, and Zagan follow suit and suppresses his own by biting Jayden’s neck. The teeth cutting into his skin only intensifies the rigidness of his cock below and the groan that comes from deep inside of Jayden makes his cock spasm in Zagan’s hand. He’s so incredibly hard now that his erection slips between Zagan’s fingers and pointing straight out and away from his body, stretching the singlet in his pouch to the max and making the red of the material wear thin as it suctions against the protruding head illuminating the hardened stock for all to witness.

 

“Now…it’s time.”

 

Zagan mercilessly let’s Jayden go, and he stumbles forward but is caught a second after in a choke hold, but Zagan steps to the side as he brings Jayden to his body so that both groins are on full display. Jayden is unable to look down as Zagan brings his forearm taut to Jayden’s neck and he grins as Jayden makes a small choking sound as he presses deeply into Jayden’s neck.

 

“Bennet kneel before us and compare… the boy against the man. Tell everyone gathered here who is the biggest and the loser will suffer the wrath of the whole team. All of you will get a free shot at the loser’s smaller testicles. That’s right boys! When I triumph, you will get to nail Jayden’s worthless boyballs in any manner you choose. Now Bennett tell is who is most impressive wrestling captain!”

 

Bennet stares at the two crotches transfixed, forgetting his task for a moment as his eyes catch sight of a curious splash of colour on Zagan’s inner thigh close to his dangling jewels. Hurriedly the boys’ hands reach forward and begin to peel back his captain’s singlet to expose his lower abs then he recoils back in fear. Glaring back at him is a mighty dragon, its fearsome jaws set in a furious snarl beneath the piercing fiery eyes. Dark armored scales glint all the way along its powerful muscular body to the deadly whipping tail that is coiled protectively around Zagan’s magnificent manhood.

 

“Holy shit!” Bennet gasps in amazement.

 

“Like my new tattoo?” Zagan grins down proudly “Nothing is more powerful than a dragon’s eggs and my dragon will defend his babies to the bitter end. No mortal man can defeat me now!”

 

Reluctantly Bennet lets the material spring back to conceal the beast and has to blink a few times to clear the image from his mind. Then he sets to work, grabbing hold of both Jayden and Zagan’s scrotums. Jayden stiffens as the foreign fingers sink in, and explore his nuts while Zagan also catches his breath and chuckles.

 

“Bennet’s got big hands” Zagan smirks confidently across at Jayden “He’s the only one here who can hold my dragon eggs in one mighty grasp.”

 

The gathered room of wrestlers laugh along with him edging closer to the action, clearly wishing they could be in Bennet’s place clutching all that man meat. After Bennett’s initial hard grab, he has loosened his hold as his fingers swoop and swerve around his fat nuggets and take the time to explore his tight ballsack. Jayden’s nuts always grow taut before he ejaculates, and the rigidness of his erection makes it easier to get a full handful.

 

“Well Bennet?” Zagan asks down smugly. “Ready to give Jayden the bad news.”

 

“Well I, er…” Bennet is gaping, lost in a trance as he gazes at the two majestic scrotums. At first glance, his captain’s magnificent seventeen year old package appears to have the edge, the two huge virile testicles look fully developed and incredible manly hanging low and proud in their silky sack. Zagan’s scrotum is a delicious shade of dark pink and looks surprisingly beautiful compared to his rock-hard manly muscles. With open admiration Bennet takes Zagan’s hefty right ball in his left hand and carefully assesses the broadest point of his captain’s smooth testicle. ‘Surely Jayden has no chance against our captain’ he thinks. Then his other hand reaches a little higher to grasp at Jayden’s strung up right gonad and he carefully pulls it lower, admiring the delicious honey brown colour and genuinely shocked by the impressive girth of  the plump virile organ as it lowers into view. He pauses, as he compare the two meat-balls, Zagan’s plums do feel a little firmer than Jayden’s and Bennet can’t help wondering if it would take more force to crush them.

 

“Spit it out boy!” Zadan hisses down at the distracted wrestler.

 

“You are both…I don’t know how to say this boss…you’re the exact same size.” A flicker of disbelief twinkles in Bennet’s eyes as his fingers continue to roll the respective nutsacks and he pulls them out slowly and gently for both wrestlers to see. “Look at my fists…they hold the same amount, they’re even the same shape” he rolls and cups the gonads so that they cradle in his palms then presses the pair right up against the other making both guys gasp.

 

“It’s almost as if they’re…twin sets! Even the slightly bigger nut, the right one, is the same for both of you. Unbelievable.”

 

“No fucking way…I know I’m bigger…I felt his balls before,” Zagan huffs and reaches down to caress his beloved jewels shaking his head. “What the hell…his balls must be swollen…well I’ll beat him next time.”

 

Angrily Zagan releases Jayden’s neck and instead pins his arms to his sides as he faces the boy and knees him right in between the legs. The unexpected move, and the blast between his legs causes Jayden to stumble to his knees. Zagan goes down with him as Jayden leans onto Zagan’s shoulder, his mouth open in a silent scream. Zagan’s erection presses along his own and as he lines it up with Jayden’s own he can hear the urgency in Zagan’s voice.

 

“Right Bennet quick I’m getting hard now! Tell me who’s got the bigger weapon.”

 

Dropping to his knees the red head grabs the two cocks together in his hand and jacks them a few times, “We need you both rock hard…to be certain.”

 

Zagan’s smile creeps up, “Bennet…you best be careful…my dragon is closer than he appears.”

 

“Fuck yeah, ooh I can feel your foreskin slipping back, boss…Wow…and look at that huge head emerging,” Bennet mutters, voice soft as velvet. “You’re soooo big and hard!”

 

“I win right?” Zagan grins.

 

“But….oh wow…Jayden’s getting bigger too. Oh damn that’s pretty huge….you’re…no way…the exact same fucking size!”

 

“What?” Zagan yells glaring down in fury “but my….dragon…”

 

“Does that mean…we get to bust you both? I think it does!” another voice yells out.

 

The speaker is somewhere behind Jayden and he can’t see who says it but it’s followed by loud murmurs of agreement and a few excited yells “Oh fuck yeah!” and ”Let’s get him back!”

 

Bennet edges closer to Jayden and whispers in his ear “Hey, our team’s had a bet going for a while because we all noticed your impressive bulge when you fought our captain…If it wasn’t in my hand I wouldn’t believe you can actually match him!” Bennet to jerk the two together until Zagan puts one hand on his jerking fist.

 

“That’ll do, Bennet.”

 

Bennet reluctantly pulls back.

 

“Fine. So how are we doing this?”

 

Zagan Keller scowls and stands back-up and clears his throat, one hand grabbing his own tight erection as he does so, still pissed that he still can’t claim victory.

 

“Well this is kinda bullshit guys…I know I’m bigger…but anyway we have to find a way to settle this once and for all and this is how we do it…let’s find out who is strongest in the sack. Look I admit Jayden’s got a big cock and huge balls…in fact he’s almost the biggest in this room,” Zagan adds with a wink “So now let’s find out if he can outlast my dragon balls!”

 

The guys cheer, Bennet included.

 

“But…I want this to be a last man standing. The twelve of you will continue to nail us with low blows until one of us falls,” and at this Zagan’s eyes grow cold. “You will still get a chance to see who the real man really is…I was wrong to call him boy but he is not yet my equal, this will prove it. I don’t want you taking it easy on me. I want this victory, so be brutal, and see if you can make me scream as loud as Jayden.”

 

Zagan grabs Jayden from the back of the head, his short hairs caught in his fist as he lifts him from the floor. Jayden winces as he is dragged up in such a fashion and calls out “Lucas, get the ropes. Tie us together, but side-to-side…I want to not just feel Jayden fall…but watch him too.”

 

“But I don’t have any…”

 

“Bullshit Lucas, you kinky brute, I know you’ve got ropes. I overheard you talking to Bradford the other day about how you like it when your cock is—”

 

“Okay, fine!” Lucas interjects quickly. The dirty blonde stud shudders, making the magnificent muscles of his upper body ripple with power and his chiseled jawline clenches into a dangerous snarl. The brute scowls angrily as he hears the ripple of mocking laughter form his team mates but he just rolls his eyes and grabs the rope from his bag as he comes up and starts to tie up Zagan first muttering. “Please boss, can you just keep that quiet…”

 

Zagan chuckles and starts testing the binds as Lucas leans over to tighten the knot, just then Jayden sees the chance and knees Lucas hard in his sack from behind. His leg powers up between the muscle hunks legs with a sickening THUD, nailing his average sized walnuts which cave under his attack and Lucas drops the ropes and grabs his balls staggering away, gasping and coughing three times before slowly slumping to his knees then keeling forward onto the floor.

 

“Lucas get the fuck up now” Zagan roars.

 

“Ugh! That BITCH…he kneed me in the…fucking BAAALLLLS!” Lucas yells angrily clutching his bulge

 

“I said GET UP!” the panic is evident in Zagan’s voice who now has one muscular arm restrained by ropes “NOW Lucas! Show Jayden how strong you are!”

 

Lucas shakes his head, snarling in rage and the muscles jutting out from his jawline look almost as big as Jayden’s biceps as his thick thighs tremble and the powerful hunk rises ominously to his feet. He grimaces as he peers down to rearrange each his mangled stud-balls, rolling the precious orbs until they poke out proudly through his singlet on each side of his juicy flaccid cock which is propped up proudly in classic wrestler-style.

 

“Weak between the legs, huh?” Jayden taunts him, intentionally trying to fuel his rage…and it works.

 

“I’ll show you weak, you little shit!” Lucas roars, striding forward, his clenched fists accentuating his rock-sized biceps as he launching a vicious haymaker to the side of Jayden’s head. The huge fist tears through the air like a comet the momentum twisting the wrestler’s huge frame as it fails to connect to Jayden’s ducked head and as the angry hunk turns to launch his next punch a vicious kick scrambles his prominent testicles with a sickening squelch.

 

“Huuuuuuuuuggggghhhhhhhhhhh!” Lucas heaves loudly as both hands drop to his shattered gonads, his pale sweating face peering up at Zagan his mouth dropping open barely able to mumble his excuse for failing his task “Balls!!!...Oh fuck…my fucking balls! Ughhhhhhhh!”

 

With a tragic groan the towering brute crashes to the floor again and Zagan can only roll his eyes in frustration as he turns angrily to Jayden.

 

“You’ll pay for that, Gomez!” Zagan fumes turning crossly to Jayden, grabbing his singlet with one hand, the  with one arm still tied above his head “When Lucas gets back on his feet he’s going to crush your worthless….”

 

His threat is silenced as Jayden takes his revenge against Zagan for the first time and kicks out, a brutal punt that smashes into his rival’s prominent bulge nailing both fat nuts right up against his body. The hard smoosh of his balls and the unforgiving foot is held for three seconds longer than he needs to before Jayden shoves Zagan hard making his powerful frame swing backwards his arm still dangling from the rope. Jayden turns on his heel and runs, hearing the howl of Zagan as he shouts “He fucking kicked my dragon eggs….get him!”

 

Jayden is fast as he shoves through two of the wrestlers, too slow to react and Jayden ball tags both of them with knuckles first. A small grin is on his face as he hears the sharpness of Bradford’s intake of breath and the other guy drops to one knee yelling “Fucker!”

 

All Jayden can think is, that’s four.

 

He’s still horribly out-numbered and he’s sure the rest of the team must be on their feet by now and starting the chase, but the immediate threat is Bennet. The lithe redhead is fast and his footstep pound the corridor behind him, close on his heels.

 

Jayden has two choices, the locker room doors are open, but the door on the other side of the gym leads outside and that’s the one that Jayden runs too. He is not certain if it’s locked or not, but he wastes no time, fully committing to the decision as he streaks across the gymnasium, Bennet is right behind him matching his pace but Jayden has the head start and he does not plan on slowing down…not for anything.

 

Jayden slams shoulder first into the metal door pressing against the bar with all his might, overcome with relief as it yields under his contact, the door crashing outwards as he stumbles out into the fresh air. It’s still raining and in the moment it takes him to focus his dark eyes Bennet has grabbed Jayden’s arm. Jayden twists away swinging Bennet around and hurling him onto the grass ahead, blocking his escape.

 

The two square up, Jayden’s heartbeat is pounding like crazy.

 

“Don’t be a coward now, Jayden.”

 

“Thirteen to one, those odds do not make me a coward Bennet. I didn’t agree to Zagan’s little game, so you guys are the cowards! Not me!” Jayden yells indignant in his rage as he rushes forward, knowing that he has to take Bennet down and fast. While he had a head-start the others will be here in moments.

 

Jayden grabs onto his shoulders, and so does Bennet locking up. Already, Jayden can feel the boy’s trained muscles harden under his fingers, he’s a few pound heavier too and Jayden’s feet slip and slide on the muddy grass as Bennet powers him back and Jayden is forced to yield with a backwards step then another as he stumbles back towards the doorway leading to the gym he just escaped.

 

“You are tired, and weak. Give up Jayden…Just do as Zagan orders…you might even win!”

 

“I’ll only do shitty bets if my partner is involved, and you are not Chase!” Jayden says loudly into the rain using all his strength to haul Bennet downwards making them both crash down into the mud. Bennet gasps in shock still locked together as he tumbles on top of Jayden into the mud. Jayden’s leg shoots up and out striking Bennet’s solid midsection as he kicks him up and somersaults him over head then presses him right into the door. Or he would have if the doors did not open at the very moment and Bennet collides with the rest of the team trying to get through and they all fall back into the corridor in an untidy pile of limbs.

 

Jayden smiles as he climbs back to his feet and takes off running once again, only slipping on the wet Earth once as he rushes down the slope. He is tiring but he sees the woods in the distance and aims for the cover that the trees will provide. The gym doors swing open again, the doors banging loudly against the bricks as five guys rush down the hill after Jayden.

 

He’s at the bottom now and skidding wildly towards a shallow pool of water, and he trips on a rock falling forward, planting his face deep into the soft muddy. It’s surprisingly deep and when he emerges his eyes are covered in mud and he staggers blindly unable to see a thing.

 

Jayden cries out in despair and wipes at his eyes, and just as his vision returns the wrestlers grab him. Hands are everywhere and he is forced onto his knees, which sink deep into the mud and he blinks up at the smug face of his nemesis Zagan Keller. The ropes are still around one hand, but Jayden’s arms are held tight and his head locked in place as he is forced to look up at Zagan.

 

“It’s not over until I say that it is!” Zagan commands, the fire in his voice seems to make him shake all over. Zagan grabs Jayden’s singlet pulling him taut so that he is fully stretched out between the wrestlers, everyone is breathing hard.

 

“You will suffer this with me….I will defeat—”

 

“No! I will never stop fighting!” Jayden matches Zagan’s fury, his own screams interrupting the older teen. “I will NOT be subjected to your will, Zagan…I’m not a stooge like the rest of your team! I might do stupid bets for my boyfriend, Chase…but never for you! You are my sworn enemy, Zagan and you will never make me submit to you!”

 

Zagan pauses breathing hard and makes eye contact with those gathered before he rears back his leg and kicks Jayden hard in his wet singlet, the crash of Zagan’s foot squelches his nuts flat and Jayden gags, feeling bile in his throat as the hard hit sinks in.

 

Going down to his own knees in the mud Zagan grabs the back of Jayden’s neck pulling Jayden to him so that their heads connect and so that he can stare right into Jayden’s eyes and drink in his pain.

 

“That was for earlier…never kick my superior balls unless I will it…or you will suffer dearly for it.” Zagan’s lip curls in a snarl, and he breathes out his hot air hitting Jayden in the face. “And you are wrong, Jayden! Chase, is not the only one that can make you fall for his bets…I can do far better. This bet will determine which of us is the mightier captain…and you will finally concede that my Dragon eggs are superior to THESE!”

 

Zagan reaches out grabbing Jayden’s nuggets and grasping them tight in a threatening but not crushing grip, pausing once more to assess his size. “Hmm, you’re a worthy rival I admit. We have more in common than you know and I have to find out, we both do…See we share a bond you and I, whether you admit it or not.” Zagan squeezes Jayden a bit harder, just until Jayden’s eyes widen and Zagan seems to feed on his discomfort and grins back. “Such defiance…I see my younger, weaker self when I look at you! I can almost feel your suffering, the pain you won’t admit and that look of hatred in your eyes…I would stare the same way back to you if I was ever in your position…you would have to defeat me first but now I am too strong.”

 

Zagan pauses to gaze into Jayden’s angry stare with a look bordering on lust then he breaks the silence with a wink and rises to his feet. Standing now, Zagan barks out his command to the gathered wrestlers “Hold him and keep him still! We have a bet to finish!….Lucas?”

 

Zagan looks around angrily then finally sees the muscular brute doubled over at the back. Both hands are buried inside his singlet, nursing his throbbing jewels, his head finally rising up at the call of his name.

 

“Are you still crying about your balls?” Zagan scowls across at the blond stud rolling his eyes, “All that training…can’t you just take it like a man? Now bind his wrists behind his back and this time don’t let him kick you in the balls…I don’t want you puking again and ruining the show.”

 

“No fear boss. He’s just a puny brat, he can’t hurt my…big fucking balls…I can take it!” Lucas protests, glaring with disgust at his tormentor. Gritting his teeth the blond stud rises to his full height and growls, keen to reassert his toughness in front of his peers as he stretches the cord tightly between his thick hands, his arm and chest muscles rippling with fearsome power making the sturdy rope quivers and twang as the fibers stretch to breaking point.

 

“And Gomez…you will do your part.” Zagan stares coldly at him “Or else I will go back and get your big brother…the one you think can protect you. Do you really want to him to suffer under my rage and fury?”

 

Jayden looks down helplessly, his wrists are being bound behind his back and he answers “No.”

 

“Then do as I say, and this can finally be over. If you try and run again, Gino will be next to you crying on his knees. Understand?”

 

Jayden nods reluctantly, hatred boiling within.

 

“OK bring him back to the gym. It’s time that we end this.”

 

With Jayden now cuffed, he is dragged to his feet, and slowly marched into the gym, leading the way like a funeral possession. Zagan then places his own hands behind his back and Lucas reties his master’s hands as well, but Zagan’s eyes never leave Jayden’s, the stare of the mighty warrior is absolute and the rain only seems to make this point even graver as thunder bursts overhead and Zagan Keller smiles, the flash of bright white teeth gleams in the unnatural light before the darkness takes over and the lighting fades.

 

Jayden is in trouble, and there is nothing that he can do to stop what is coming next.

 

 

 

 

To be continued