Happy Birthday, Marco! written by Jimmy

 

Happy Birthday, Marco!

 

written by Jimmy

 

Jayden’s hands were deep in the soapy sink water, up to his elbows gazing his muddy brown eyes gazing out into his small yard thinking about the end of the school year that has just passed and his summer.

Not paying attention to his surroundings, Jayden didn’t notice his brother getting closer to him until he yells “Think fast!” Gino smirks, giving Jayden a sack-tap as he scrubs away at a pile of dirty dishes.

Jayden winces and grabs his crotch - leaving a soapy handprint on his shorts dripping water on the tiles between his feet. “Ugh, what the hell?” he grunts as he tends to his nuggets.

“Just a reminder Jayden, it’s Dad’s birthday tonight! Don’t forget, it’s the some fancy place, so we’re supposed to be dress nice and be on our best behavior!” Gino smirks, as he ruffles Jayden’s hair. “And you know that I never am.” He retreats to his bedroom to change.

Jayden breathes out a huge sigh of relief.  With family around he was sure Gino wouldn’t be busting him tonight. Quickly dressing in black dress slacks and a white button-up he begins to sweat almost immediately as he waits for his brother to finish getting ready. Their one AC unit stopped working a few days ago, leaving Jayden wishing that he had central air like his boyfriend Chase.

Gino dressed similarly to his younger brother, but sporting a sport jacket also looking rather warm. 

“Let’s hit the road, bro! Get in, Jayden.” Gino chuckles and cracked her knuckles into Jayden’s groin as they left out the front door. Jayden stumbles in the doorway, halfway leaning against the edge of the frame holding his goods. His sack was still sore from the earlier nut tap, and this one left a larger impression on him

Honking the horn behind the wheel, Gino calls out “Come on bro, I didn’t hit you that hard.”

Grimacing Jayden moves carefully down the stairs, still cautiously holding tightly to the dull throbbing in his cupped palm. Twice his brother has nailed him, and Jayden warily gets in the passenger seat.

“No more, Gino…okay?”

Gino only smiles slyly, his dark brown eyes flicking to Jayden. He blows a kiss his way, but says nothing more as he starts the drive to meet their parents.

A Request of the Devil written by Jimmy

 

A Request of the Devil

 

 

by Jimmy

 

 

“Hello?” Sam Hells voice comes through the phone in both annoyance and curiosity.

 

“Sam…I…I need another training session. Something happened and—”

 

Sam’s Hell, aka the Devilboy cuts him off “What’s this about Chase? I thought we already worked out your little…problem.”

 

“Me too” Chase sighs, “But then I got my ass handed to me. But, it worked on Doug.” Chase smiles widely, his Cheshire cat smile visible for a moment before deflating like a flat tire. “There is a new problem and…I could use your help with.” Chase dry swallows his parched mouth barely able to keep down his rising anxiety as he finishes “Can you…would you, help me again?”

 

Sam Hell leers into the phone, a rough crude sharp bark of laughter that sets Chase’s blonde arm hairs standing on end. 

 

“I’m warning you now pretty boy, I didn’t go easy on you the last time. I won’t this time either.”

 

Chase gulps, second guessing himself already as an altogether familiar stirring occurs in his underwear. 

 

Just managing to slip away from Jayden Gomez, his boyfriend at the pool who loudly complains to Max and Rex about their encounter Chase decided to make a quick, and very important phone call. 

 

“I know” Chase starts, rubbing at his erection absentmindedly and his breath hitches and he bites back the moan that threatens to creep out of him. 

 

“Chase, you’re fucking hard as a rock right now?” Sam does not give a moment for Chase to confirm or deny, but moves on rather quickly. “Did you learn nothing?” Sam He’ll sighs and finishes with “I will be right over.”

 

“Wait Sam, I have company over—I didn’t mean now!”

 

The phone goes quiet and Chase takes a quick and sharp look at the screen to see if his warning came in too late, and if Sam Hell has already hung up. But he is still there. Sam Hell breathes slowly, and he clears his throat. 

 

“Gomez is with you?”

 

Chase nods, realizing a moment later that Sam can’t see him. 

 

“Yes” he answers finally. 

 

“Be there in ten. Maybe Jayden will also learn something. We are on the same team now anyways. Time to play a new game anyways” Sam mumbles and finishes with. “Still don’t have a suit, so I’ll be in my underwear in the pool.” Sam Hell informs Chase with a quiet chuckle. “Try not to clog up your pool drain with your cum, Chase.”

 

The phone clicks and Sam is gone. 

 

Chase grabs his hair in both hands falling back to his mattress, and groans. 

 

“What did I just get myself into?”

 

A Holey Problem written by Jimmy

 

A Holey Problem

 

by Jimmy

 

 Hi everyone,

It's been a bit! I have been working on this 16 page story for a while now, and sometimes you just have to let it go and get posted for all to see. Hope you all enjoy it. It's silly and fun, with lots of ballbusting with some traces of cum...just how I usually write them. 

~Jimmy

 

Walking to Chase’s house to enjoy a day at the pool Max and Rex walk next to each other deciding that it was too hot for bikes. Max was going on and on about something that Rex was not interested in the slightest. Max didn’t seem to notice Rex’s disinterest until Rex was caught unaware at traffic light. 

 

“Earth to Rex? Are you even listening to me, bro?!”

 

“Huh?” Rex asks, turning to face his twin. 

 

That’s when Max laughed once, pointed at him, turned beet red and laughed some more. 

 

“What’s so funny?”

 

The light changed, and the pair started walking on the cross walk sign shown above. 

 

“Your pants…you got a big hole in them. Right where…well, I can see” Max giggles and points trying so hard not to tear up. 

 

Rex looks down utterly bewildered and saw it for himself. He had a hole right below where the seam of his shorts traveled down the center and a wide hole as if someone had cut the pants directly with a pair of scissors. 

 

What’s worse is that Rex didn’t wear any underwear and his little cock was bouncing around as he walked. Stopping dead in his tracks, Rex covers his nudity saying “Shit…what am I going to do? Bro…I’m like naked! Everyone can see it.” Rex worriedly looks up and down the street his cheeks burning red. 

Jimmy’s Found Video’s #103

 

Jimmy’s Found        

          Video’s #103

Here is this weeks selection.

 

~Jimmy

 

1). A little blury but... he took a lot of hits.

Jimmy’s Found Video’s #102

 

Jimmy’s Found        

          Video’s #102

It's been a bit, here is this weeks selection!

 

~Jimmy

 

1). Poor Santa...it's hard at the North Pole.

Jimmy’s Found Video’s #101

 Jimmy’s Found        

          Video’s #101

100...wow...can't believe that I have posted this many!

 

~Jimmy

 

1). Timmmmbeeeer! That kick was Earth shattering. He was instantly destroyed.

Mark and Oliver written by Lenny

 

Mark and Oliver

by Lenny

Dear BB Community,

 

Lenny, for those of you are not aware runs his own blog and was interested in sharing a story with all of you. I have known Lenny for a few years now and his stories are always well-detailed, engaging, and fun. He is one of my favorite Ballbusting writers, and this story is a huge treat! He has written some other stories about Invincible on his blog. If you have not had the pleasure of reading those I highly recommend.

 

Take care and happy reading!

~Jimmy

“Oliver, you can’t just do whatever you want.”

Oliver pouted and groaned. He doesn’t like getting yelled at, especially for something he knows he’s not wrong about. 

“But why not? Bad guys are bad! We should stop them.” 

“That doesn’t mean you can just kill them! We need to protect people, not kill them!” 

“But bad guys are different! They deserve it!” 

“Just because they do something bad, doesn’t mean they deserve to die! Oliver! People are people, you can’t kill anyone, no matter what!” 

Oliver’s face scrunched up and tightened as he thought through what came so naturally to him. “That’s stupid though! They’re so weak and squishy. If we protect the bad guys, we’re just wasting our time!” 

Mark couldn’t be stoic in his blue get-up. He was shocked, his little brother sounding so cruel and hateful. How could his baby brother feel that way? It was like he got stabbed in the heart with a twisting knife. Underneath his powerful frame, you saw the body language of someone losing a battle and feeling it.

“Oliver… that’s so messed up. You…” Mark averted his gaze and grimaced, feeling his emotions swell up in him. He didn’t want to argue with Oliver like this, but he knew he was an adult and had to do something. He reached out to Oliver’s shoulder, laid his hand on him and tried to be an adult. Oliver starred in response to his big brother, determined to convince him. 

“Oliver… you can’t just say that. You can’t.” 

“Why not! They’ll be less bad guys, and everyone would love us more!”

“That doesn’t-” 

“I’ll prove it to you! I’ll prove to you that-”

Mark’s hand on Oliver’s shoulder tightened and Oliver groaned, shifting. 

“Mark, s-”

“Oliver, you can’t do that! You have no idea what you’re saying!” 

“You can’t stop me! Let-”

“Oliver, you need to listen! Now!” Mark’s hand tightened as he felt his brother getting away from him.

Oliver tried to shove off Mark’s hand, but Mark was holding on too tight. 

“Let go of me!”

“No! You’re going to run off again, and you need to listen! I’m tired of being nice. We both have a responsibility, Oliver! We need to protect the weak and not take advantage of them!” 

Oliver whined as he continued to try and get his big brother’s hand off his shoulder, but it was just too tight. Looking ahead, he saw the most obvious thing and pulled his arm back, yelled out and slammed his fist hard into his big brother’s spandex-held bulge.

The bulge, which always protruded naturally and proudly, flattened and rippled in the now blue and black suit. Mark yelped out in a high pitch , his body folding over as the sudden pain in his groin exploded unexpectedly. Never in a million years did he expect to get attacked like this by his own brother. 

Jimmy's Found Video's #100

  

Jimmy’s Found        

          Video’s #100

100...wow...can't believe that I have posted this many!

 

~Jimmy

 

1). Tippy, tap tap

Jimmy’s Found Video’s #99

 

Jimmy’s Found        

          Video’s #99

Damn I have fallen behind in posting some. Sorry everyone.

 

~Jimmy

 

1). Love his reaction, lol. Also he wore so mand pads but no cup? What a dumb move, ha!

The List Continued written by Jimmy

 

The List Continued

 

 

by Jimmy

 

 https://ballbustingboys.blogspot.com/2025/01/the-list-by-jimmy.html (Previous story)

On the floor, Jayden blinks up at Chase as his boyfriend slowly comes into focus. Jayden blinks back mist and water from the shower room, his eyes trying to adjust and stay on Chase.

“Chase?” Jayden squeaks, his voice a whispered rasp clogged with steam, emotion, and the grueling fight that has just taken place mixed with pain deep in his loins from the beating of his sensitive testicles.

“The one and only.”

Jayden’s balls are squeezed harder, still locked and trapped in Calvin and Doug’s fists. His eyes bulge, while the two plums hanging bare between his thighs are squished and corruptibly crunched and like control buttons on a remote control. Jayden’s gaze loses focus along with his train of thought as the two bullies standing over his prone body work their fingers deeper into his soft and beaten balls, his body tense and fraught with pain. A small gasp comes from Jayden, eyes rolling back and his head sinks down to the tiled floor as his system slowly shuts down. The tremendous force of the ten digits digging into his scrotum overwhelms Jayden and his body sags back accepting his fate, and unable to put forth anymore effort to stop it.

Chase rushes forward, a concerned look in his eyes.

Blake’s Date From Hell…. Jacob’s Domination by Levi

 

“Blake’s Curiosity…. Though Hell and Back With Jake and Sam”

 

Blake’s Date From Hell…. Jacob’s Domination

 

By Levi

 

The campus buzzed with the energy of a Friday afternoon. Blake, a whirlwind of sandy blonde hair and sweat-slicked muscles packed in his tight-fitting shirt, was charming the sorority girls with practiced ease. Jacob, watching the popular and older quarterback from a distance, felt a familiar twist of something similar to jealousy. He’d seen this show before, the charming country boy act, the blatant flirting. Blake noticed Jacob observing as he continued to make the girls laugh and melt in his palm. He had his legs spread wide, showcasing his prominent wrangler bulge, and his muscular arms crossed on his chest. He flashed his perfect white smile as he flirted with the girls.

Jacob noticed one of Blake’s teammates walking nearby, and an idea crossed his mind. He had always been drawn to the athletic build of Justin, who was a linebacker on Blake's football team, as he was passing by. 

"Great game last night, Justin," he complimented, his gaze lingering on the player's powerful physique. Justin was built nice with light tan skin, dark hair, and brown eyes. Jacob found himself enjoying the conversation, noticing it was also catching Blake’s attention.

Blake, witnessing this interaction, felt a surge of heat. He had trouble focusing on the girls talking to him as he watched Jacob laugh at something Justin had said. The two boys seemed to be deep in conversation, almost bonding. Blake could feel his blood boil. “Justin is not that great and not even that funny. Definitely not funny enough for the animated laughs.” He thought as he observed the two. 

The girl in front of Blake could see he was distracted. “Are you ok?” She asked, looking over to follow his gaze.

Blake snapped out of his thoughts, “Yeah, I’m fine! Can you excuse me, though? I just remembered I need to ask a friend something before I forget.” Blake said, unable to keep his gaze off the talking boys.

The List by Jimmy

 

The List

 

 

by Jimmy

 

 

Jayden is staring at the list, with his friends and the Midtown Wrestlers all gathered around him.

“Shit…we made it. All of us.”

Captain: To be determined

Wrestlers:

·       Jayden Gomez

·       Doug

·       Sam Hell

·       Oliver Jackson

·       Junior Krueger

·       Aldo

·       Caleb Krueger

·       Gino Gomez

“Still with only eight of us, we are in danger of being disqualified. We need two recruits. Talk to all of your friends and find us two willing participants to fill these open spots. You all have a job to do. Go!” Jayden says.

The Unfair Wrestling Tryouts written by Jimmy

 

The Unfair Wrestling Tryouts

 

 

by Jimmy

 

 Dear Ballbusting Boys Community,

I have been working on this story for years. It's changed through many drafts. I am so happy with what the story finally looks like and the other two parts that led to this, and the big changes to the Bartlet team. I hope that you all enjoy.

Jimmy

Logan lost.

The ominous event worried Jayden Gomez, the youngest champion from last year’s wrestling league from Bartlet High School. He was not used to Logan Krueger, his friend losing very often and he decidedly hated it this time.

Coach Anderson starts giving the small gathered group of athlete’s different exercises to do around the gym and by the end of it Jayden had worked up a good sweat. Most of the guys trying out were able to keep up but steadily at the tail end of almost all of the exercises was Caleb trailing last. Jayden was proud that Junior has stayed with him along with Oliver. Gino, however was also closer to Caleb often. Sam Hell didn’t seem to push himself too hard and Jayden knew that Sam could have been at the front of the group if he wanted to, but clearly Sam was fine with staying in the middle of the pack. Doug on the other hand surprised Jayden the most, he seemed tired by all the extra exertion that was required by him and Jayden found himself smirking by the end of the challenges.

“Next, I am going to pair you up against someone to determine how I vote. You want in on the team…impress me.”

Jayden finds himself nodding along to Coach Anderson’s words as he gets paired off with Doug. Looking down the line he nods at the Coach’s choices, most of these are good match-ups. Sam Hell verse his brother, Gino does not surprise him. Aldo and Oliver…not surprised there either. Ending with Caleb and Junior. These make match-ups should really show Coach Anderson what the boys can do.

“Now, I really want to observe each match thoroughly so we are going to go one at a time down the line. Some of you might finish in a minute or so…others might go longer. Keep wrestling until you get a pin or I say so. Ready?” Coach Anderson asks. Everyone seems to be nodding their heads eyes on their opponents across the mat. Start us off Aldo.”

Aldo nods his head, the swimmer who started wrestling a few months ago steps up to meet Oliver extending his hand.

Oliver meets it smiling back. “Aldo.”

“Oliver Jackson, nice to mee—t” Aldo stops talking as Coach Anderson interrupts him midsentence.

“One second! I almost forgot! We have to cup check everyone…every time.”

The Assistant’s Test Logan Vs Buster written by Jimmy

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Coach No More written by Jimmy

 

Coach No More

 

 

by Jimmy

 

 

In Logan Krueger’s bag is his nameplate.

The gold nameplate was given to him by the school, and Logan could not have been prouder to see his name on the door or what it stood for.

Logan let’s out a long sigh as he heads down to the assistant’s office. Logan was assigned to be the assistant to Coach Ronnie Anderson’s assistant. He still apparently had a place on the Bartlet…Midtown? Team.

The door to the assistant’s office is open and as his eyes find Coach Ronnie Anderson’s assistant he can already feel his anger flail just a little bit.

The individual sitting at his desk is on the phone, smiling wide as he nods his head. “Of course Coach…whatever you say Coach…and yes Coach, I’ll have those cleaned Coach…Yeah, red is a terrible color…of course we can switch it. I’ll put in the order now blue singlets, sky blue just like… uhuh…uhuh…uh…” here he pauses pursing his lips and nods. “See you later on tomorrow” and promptly the man returns the phone to the cradle.

“Can I help…oh, it’s you.”