Simon reloaded

Featured in this story:Erik, Leo, Simon and me (click for pictures)

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

“They are so fucking full“, Simon bit his lower lip and looked down between his legs. The 23 year old adjusted his glasses and ran his hand through his short dark blond hair. “I think they are going to burst.” He looked up at me, a look of worry on his face.

“Yeah, well, don’t worry, we’ll be done in a sec”, Leo chuckled. “I’m going to kick them so hard they’ll splatter all over the place.” He didn’t look like he was worried in the least. “This is going to make quite a mess.”

The contrast between Simon and Leo couldn’t be starker. Leo was 18 years old, with curly black hair, a tall skater wearing oversized jeans and a back tee that was several sizes too big for his lanky frame. He tied the laces on his well-worn sneakers.

Simon on the other hand was the prototypical nerd, wearing a white button-down shirt under a knitted sweater vest, horn-rimmed glasses. He looked like the type that every teacher loved – except for the minor fact that he wasn’t wearing pants. He was naked below the waist, standing in the middle of the studio, his legs spread wide, his genitalia exposed.

 

His big, fat cock was pointing at the ceiling and leaking precum. This geek was horny day and night, and he had a kinky side to him.

It had been his suggestion to try a little bondage and tie up his scrotum. A black leather strap was wrapped tightly around the neck of his sack and split it right in the middle, separating his plump testicles from each other and making them stand out obscenely. It was pulled down by two big red water balloons that were dangling between Simon’s feet.

“They are too full”, Simon looked down. “I told you they are too full. And I don’t have any left.”

Leo let out a laugh. “You are talking about the water balloons, right?”

Simon looked at him, then he burst out laughing. “Well…”

“Let’s get this over with”, I said, looking at my watch. “We don’t have all day.” I liked the fact that our models were so creative about busting balls – but sometimes they were overthinking things.

My website was about crunching nuts, nothing more, nothing less.

“Aaaand action”, my cameraman Chad said. He started with a slow pan up, starting with the water balloons and making his way up, resting on Simon’s tied up balls for a moment before setting on Simon’s face.

Simon had perfected the “naughty geek” routine, and his facial expression combined youthful innocence with a certain adventurous curiosity.

He licked his lips. “Oh my”, he said with a sweet smile. “I hope nobody pops my balloons…”

He gave Chad a moment to zoom out.

Leo was standing behind him. There was nothing innocent in his gleeful smile.

The skinny skater brought his leg back and sent it up between Simon’s thighs.

His sneaker-clad foot slammed into Simon’s testicles, connecting perfectly with the two tied-up orbs and ramming them into his body.

The water ballons flew in opposite directions and burst immediately, sending water flying everywhere.

The force of the impact sent Simon’s body up, making his glasses sit lopsided on his nose as his Simon’s eyes bulged and crossed behind them and his mouth formed a little O. He looked a lot less adventurous now that his face contorted in pain and he let out a wheezing groan.

“My balls”, he whimpered. “You kicked me in the balls!”

Leo chuckled. “Oops.”

I raised my eyebrows. This wasn’t what Simon had suggested. His idea had involved a kick to the water balloons, not to his sperm tanks.

“I guess I improvised”, Leo grinned with an innocent smile.

“You kicked me in the balls”, Simon repeated in a toneless voice as his knees went inward.

“Yeah, I’m glad you noticed”, Leo said cheerfully, reaching between Simon’s feet and grabbing the leather strap. He wrapped it around his hand before yanking it up hard sharply, preventing Simon from collapsing on the ground and making his eyes bulge even more.

I couldn’t help but chuckle at Simon’s expression. His look of surprise in combination with his crooked glasses had a very comic effect.

“My nuts”, Simon shrieked as Leo was pulling on the strap, wedging his balls between his thighs and yanking them back.

“Sorry”, Leo grinned, not looking sorry at all. “Now, about those popped balloons…”

With that, he kicked Simon in the balls from behind.

I winced in sympathy.

Poor Simon.

The leather strap had held his meaty balls in place, lining them up perfectly for Leo’s devastating kick.

And what a kick it was.

You’d think that he was a soccer player, not a skater, and this was the winning goal in the world cup.

Poor Simon didn’t know what hit him. But he certainly felt it.

He let out an ear-piercing shriek as his nuts were flattened against his body, squished between his pelvis and the tip of Leo’s sneakers.

In a funny twist, Simon’s dick smacked against his lower belly, sending a few drops of sticky precum flying everywhere.

“Huh”, Leo said, feigning surprise. “Those balloons didn’t pop yet, did they?”

“They did”, Simon shrieked. “They did! They popped. Look at th---”

Leo yanked on the leather strap, making Simon stop mid-sentence, his mouth opening wide as he let out a silent scream.

The silence turned into an ear-piercing shriek as Leo kicked him in the nuts as hard as he could.

“I think I can make them pop, though”, Leo said in a loud voice to make sure that he was audible over Simon’s screams.

Again and again, he kicked Simon’s nuts from behind, gleefully yanking on the strap to make sure he got Simon’s poor balls dead-on every time.

Simon was doing a little dance, hopping on one foot, then on the other, as Leo yanked and pulled on the strap, playing him like a puppet.

Simon’s dick was hard as a rock, the tip sticky with precum, twitching and leaking.

And I couldn’t help but notice that Simon’s balls were turning bright red, not unlike the water balloons that he had chosen for the occasion.

It was a nice artistic touch, I thought, and I was sure that Simon would appreciate it later when viewing the footage. His mind was elsewhere right now, though.

His face was a mask of pain and he was yodeling like Bavarian school girl on the first day of summer vacation, not quite as enthusiastically but every bit as loudly.

Leo was using the strap like a leash, nipping any chance of Simon collapsing in the bud by yanking and pulling on it and making him dance in a very twisted version of the schuhplattler from my native Germany.

Simon’s balls were turning purple, and his dick was fiery red, reminding me of a fire engine. And funnily enough, as soon as that thought popped into my head, Simon’s dick turned into a fire hose.

Spurt after spurt of wet, gooey cum shot out of Simon’s cock, landing everywhere, on the ground, on Chad’s camera, and even on me.

Chad and I burst out laughing. I know that wasn’t entirely professional, but the situation was hilarious.

It was truly a sight to behold.

Simon, his glasses crooked, his eyes glassy and crossed, his mouth wide open, drooling, was having one of the most violent orgasms I had ever seen. Semen was flying everywhere, spurting out and showing us in sticky cum.

Leo had a huge smile on his face as he continued kicking Simon’s busy balls.

“Come on”, he yelled with a grin. “Let it all out. Let it all out!”

After what seemed like an eternity, Simon’s orgasm slowed down. The spurts of cum turned into a dribble, and his wails and screams turned into moans and groans.

“Talk about popped balloons”, Leo said with a chuckled before sending one final kick straight into Simon’s purple, spent, empty balls.

He let go of the strap, mercifully allowing Simon to collapse on the ground in the puddle of water and his own cum.

“You can say that again”, Simon whimpered, clutching his aching testicles. “These balloons are well and truly popped.”

Leo smiled and put his hand on his hips. “Join us next time”, he smiled at the camera. “When these beauties are on the receiving end.” He grabbed his crotch in a lewd gesture and winked at the camera. “Ballbusting Boys over and out.”

Chad stopped the camera. “That was pretty good”, he said casually. “Nice work, everybody.” He left the room to start editing, and I walked in to the kitchen.

I head Leo chuckle. “Damn, I did a number on your balls, didn’t I.”

Simon groaned. “You fucking popped them good…”

“I know”, Leo grinned. “That was the plan, wasn’t it.”

Simon groaned. “Well…”

He stopped suddenly, and I turned just in time to see Leo lean reach down and reach for the strap.

“Exactly”, Simon said quickly. “Exactly. That was the plan. Thank you, Leo, I couldn’t have done it better myself.”

“Always happy to help”, Leo grinned.

“Thanks, guys”, I chuckled. “That was awesome. Anybody want a glass of soda?”

Leo joined me in the kitchen.

“Just some ice for me, please, thank you”, I heard Simon’s weak voice. “I think I’m going to lie here for a moment if that’s okay.”

“Take your time”, I said. “Leo and I will come up with a way for you to pay him back.” I smiled at Leo. “Won’t we?”

Leo chuckled. “Fuck. I better go to the bathroom and jerk one out right now – I have a feeling that I won’t be cumming for a week…”