Before They Were Ballbusting Boys: Leo's Origin by Dominik

 

Before They Were Ballbusting Boys: Leo's Origin

Dear Ballbusting Boys Community, 

This fun tale is told by none other than Dominik. I have asked many authors to write stories to add to the the Before They Were Ballbusting Boys origins, and Dominik took me up on my offer and wrote this fun story. I hope that you all enoyed it as much as I did!

Sincerely,

Jimmy

Before they were Ballbusting Boys: The Little Fish by Harry

 Dear Ballbusting Family,

Harry is continuing the series of Before They Were Ballbusting Boys with this number. I wrote the first two parts, but this is such a sweet story (for ballbusting), and really hit the spot for me. In addition it's by one the best ballbusting writers out there Harry. I hope that you enjoy it as much as I did!

Sincerely,

Jimmy

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Before They Were Ballbusting Boys

The Little Fish

A very boring Saturday for Cal (written by Dominik)

This is another awesome story written by my friend Dominik (author of Pain by the pool, Another competition with consequences, Blind man's balls and Space balls). Today's story features Brandon and Cal having a little fun outdoors... I hope you'll enjoy this story as much as I did!

Featured in this story: Brandon and Cal (click for pictures)

Cal panted heavily as he lied on the couch, staring down at the iPad he had placed next to him on the table, hands buried in his crotch and sweating from sexual arousal.

He had started a hot porn video on his iPad that he was watching since minutes. Usually he would have cum from that already, but this time it was different: Cal was butt-naked except for one little detail. His proud cock was locked away in a seemingly impenetrable metal chastity cage that seemed way to small for his big member and already felt uncomfortably cramped when limp but was especially tight whenever he got hard.

And yet, he had opened a porn video in the desperate hope that he would somehow be able to reach an orgasm in his cage by wildly shaking it around and caressing his balls. But to no avail. He had tried the same thing already yesterday and the day before and both times, he had walked away disappointed and frustrated after 20 minutes of trying. But he was getting hornier each day.

Work buddies (Jordan meets Brandon and Tristan)

Special thanks to Jordan for the idea for this story! If you (yes, I mean you, the one who loves light-hearted stories of fun and pain) would like to meet the Ballbusting Boys and see yourself in a story please read this post for more details.

Artwork created by Champ

Featured in this story: Brandon and Tristan (click for pictures)

The last costumer left around quarter to midnight, and the three young guys manning the night shift at the fast food restaurant knew that they’d spend the remainder of the shift bored out of their minds.

The shift ended at half past one, and very rarely did another costumer show up after midnight. Nevertheless, their boss insisted on keeping the restaurant open instead of closing at midnight. His workers didn’t mind.

Cleaning the deep fryer and the rest of the kitchen took about one hour, so there was half an hour left, and the guys spent it goofing around, joking around and smacking each other in the sack.

Best buddies (Tyson meets Cal and Brandon)

Special thanks to Tyson for the idea for this story! If you (yes, I mean you, the one who loves swimmers!) would like to meet the Ballbusting Boys and see yourself in a story please read this post for more details.

Artwork created by Champ

Featured in this story: Brandon and Cal (click for pictures)

“Fuck yeah, why not!” Cal laughed, clapping his hands.

“You don’t stand a chance”, Brandon chuckled. “Neither of you!”

“Wait and see!” Tyson chimed in, “Wait and see!”

The three studs were on their way to the water. Tysen was visiting his buddy Cal for a few weeks, and they had spent the entire day at the beach with Cal’s best friend Brandon and their swim team friends, horsing around and swimming and having an awesome time.

Cal was 22 years old, a tall and handsome young man with a swimmer’s build, muscular and athletic with broad shoulders and a narrow waist that created the characteristic wide swimmer “V”.

Tyson was 21, black like Cal, a swimmer like Cal, and just as hot. There was not an ounce of fat on his body and he had muscles in all the right places. And the biggest muscle, it seemed, rested inside his speedos. That bulge was obscene, almost as big as Cal’s, and neither of them seemed to be shy about it.

The B Factor: A special scent (Elimination #7)

In our seventh elimination round of The B Factor we asked you to answer the following question: Who smells best? 242 votes have been counted, and here are the results.

(The full, unredacted results of the elimination rounds will be published before the final episode of The B Factor.)

SAFE FOR NOW (in alphabetical order):
Chris Evans
Jake Gyllenhaal
Shawn Mendes
Tom Holland

THE BOTTOM TWO (in alphabetical order):

Timothee Chalamet
Zac Efron

AND THE LOSER IS:

Nut fucked butt slut (Erik meets Cal and Brandon)

Special thanks to Erik for the idea for this story! If you (yes, I mean you, the one who is equally appalled and aroused by the title of this story!) would like to meet the Ballbusting Boys and see yourself in a story please read this post for more details.

Artwork created by Champ

Warning: Contains graphic homosexuality.

Featured in this story: Brandon and Cal (click for pictures)

“He’s a fucking prude, that’s what he is”, Brandon chuckled, lathering his short black hair.

The roars of laughter from his team mates drowned out the sound of the showers.

“A fucking prude”, Brandon repeated cheerfully.

The handsome 21 year old Asian-American chuckled and soaped up his muscular body, making sure to pay special attention to his private parts, his fat, meaty dick and his plump, low-hanging balls.

Like everybody else on the team, Brandon had the perfect swimmer’s build, a defined torso and broad shoulders that formed a wide V with his narrow waist.

“How do you know?” Cal chuckled.

Cal was Brandon’s best friend, a good-looking, athletic, muscular guy with ebony skin and a perfect package that put Brandon’s very impressive goods to shame. Right now, Cal’s crotch was obscured by shampoo but a quick back-hand smack from Brandon made the shampoo go away and revealed Cal’s fat schlong and his juicy plums for a brief moment before Cal doubled over and covered them with his hands, grunting in pain as the laughter of his team mates echoed through the showers.

“Have you seen the way he averts his eyes when he sees us naked?” Brandon chuckled as Cal moaned and groaning, playing up the pain in his nuts to his buddies. “That man is a fucking prude.”

Knights in shining swim shorts (Michael meets Brandon)

Special thanks to Michael for the idea for this story! If you (yes, I mean you, the one who prefers playful ballbusting banter to hard ballbusting sex!) would like to meet the Ballbusting Boys and see yourself in a story please read this post for more details.

Featured in this story: Brandon (click for pictures)

Most of their team mates had left the training area, just Brandon and Michael were left, goofing around in the swimming pool, relieving some tension after a tough training session.

They were hitting each other with pool noodles, laughing and whooping as the water splashed around them.

They were in their early twenties – Michael was 20, Brandon 21 – and both of them were athletic and muscular, with broad shoulders and narrow waists, the perfect swimmer’s build.

“Let’s get out of the water“, Michael grinned, playfully smacking Brandon’s back with his pool noodle.

Brandon fought back as they made their way to the ladder and climbed out of the water.
Their bodies were dripping with water, their dark hair clinging to their heads, their defined muscles glistening.

With a joyous laugh, Michael smacked Brandon’s butt with the pool noodle, making him yelp before retaliating with a well-placed smack at Michael’s crotch.

Michael managed to dodge the blow by turning away at the last second and running away, followed by Brandon in close pursuit.

Their laughter echoed through the empty hall.

Water balls (Joshua meets Cal and Brandon)

Special thanks to Joshua for the idea for this story! If you (yes, I mean you, the one who loves swimming and ballbusting!) would like to meet the Ballbusting Boys and see yourself in a story please read this post for more details.

Featured in this story: Brandon and Cal (click for pictures)

“In your dreams”, Brandon chuckled, slowly shaking his head. The 21 year old swimmer was dripping wet. Swim team practice was exhausting but he enjoyed it, and he felt better after a long, hard practice session. The handsome Asian-American’s black hair was hidden under a swim cap and his goggles were hanging around his neck. His skintight light blue speedos were soaked and clinging to his wet body, putting his meaty dick and his big balls on display.

His best friend Cal rolled his eyes. He was 22 years old and a little taller than Brandon. Like Brandon he had a swimmer’s body with broad shoulders and perfect six pack abs. His white speedos contrasted nicely with the dark color of his skin – and they left nothing to the imagination, especially now that they were wet and shockingly transparent. Cal’s equipment was extraordinary and it strained the fabric of his tight swimwear. His thick, fat cock and his oversized nuts were stowed in a gravity-defying construction that looked like it was going to collapse any second and let his huge cock and his plump, fat balls tumble out into the open.

“You wouldn’t stand a chance”, Brandon grinned and playfully smacked his buddy in the crotch. The back of his hand connected with the fascinating assembly of Cal’s oversized plumbing, causing the handsome black stud to let out a grunt and double over in pain.

“Fuck, you got me good”, Cal groaned, reaching inside his speedos and cupping his aching balls. “Right in the fucking nuts…”

Brandon burst out laughing.

“Hey there”, came a cheerful voice from behind him.

Before Brandon had a chance to turn around, a foot shot up between his thighs, connecting with his ample genitalia with a wet splat.

Now it was Brandon’s turn to double over and grunt in pain.

“How’s it hanging?” Joshua grinned, patting Brandon’s back as he nursed his battered balls.

Ballbusting Canucks: A letter from Canada (written by Pat)

Our longtime reader Pat has written an awesome series of stories introducing a group of Canadian guys who are running a website that's very similar to the Ballbusting Boys. This is the first part. The second part will be online tomorrow. I hope you enjoy Pat's wonderful stories just as much as I did!

Featured in this story: Brandon, Cal, Erik, Zach and Alex (click for pictures)

Erik entered the studio and closed the door behind him, a handful of letters under his arm. He took a second to observe his surroundings. “Boy, if these walls could talk,” he thought to himself.

To make his way to the office, he had to walk by the main set, which was currently being used to film a scene for an upcoming mini-series about ballbusting in the military.

Zach was tied to an uneven table, his arms and legs spread in all four directions. Standing above him in desert camouflage uniforms were Cal and Brandon.

“Where are your other men?” Cal asked sternly.

Tell us now or you're gonna be sorry! Ever heard of waterboarding?” Brandon barked and pointed at the towel on Cal’s shoulder.

“Please! Noooo!” Zach begged, his eyes darting between his two captors.

Erik walked up to Alex and Chad, his eyes still watching the intense interrogation Zach was being put through. “How’s it going?” He quietly asked.

“Pretty good. I'm pretty glad I'm not an enemy combatant.” Alex mumbled. Chad remained focus on the scene, giving a quick thumbs-up.

Brandon

Brandon - artwork created by Champ

Name: Brandon Long

Age: 21
Hair color: black
Eye color: Brown

Brandon is a handsome, athletic swimmer. He likes competitions and doesn’t shy away from dirty tricks: If busting a couple of balls is necessary for winning, Brandon will gladly bust those balls until they are black and blue, no matter if they belong to his best friend. Brandon is blessed with a big, meaty dick and nice, fat pair of plums and he is constantly horny.

Connections:

His best friend is Cal.

Fun fact:

Brandon used to work at a fast food joint.

See: On the job: Brandon, fry Boy

Further reading:

Here are all the stories featuring Brandon.
Here’s a comprehensive list of all the regular characters on this blog.

This post has been edited on 09/11/2017 to include the wonderful character portrait created by Champ.

Here’s the original post, previously titled “Who is Brandon?” (original date: 04/20/2015):

Art by Champ: First try

Here's a little story inspired by an amazing piece of art by my friend Champ that he created for this blog. Check out his awesome blog Champ's Art Locker!

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.


Wearing nothing but his signature gray-blue speedo, which was nearly-bursting with the bulge of his enormous package, Cal entered the empty locker room, dripping wet after an energetic solo practice in the campus’ pool. The hunky 22 year old stud was the best swimmer on the team, and he worked hard to keep his body in perfect shape in order to stay the best.

Not a single ounce of fat on his massive 6’1” frame, everything about his body was impressive--his boyishly handsome face and smooth, dark brown skin, his muscular pecs and his amazing six-pack abs, his defined back leading down to his beautiful ass, his perfectly sculptured calves and thighs and large feet, and, and… But the most impressive thing about Cal was that package. That incredible, heavy, perfectly outlined package.

Looking down, he ran his hand lovingly over the prominent outline of his most prized possessions and thought the same thought he always thinks upon finishing up a good swim: Practice made him horny. His fat, meaty dick was semi-hard and stretching the skimpy fabric of his speedos. It was beautiful, long and fat, a thick, meaty monument to manhood and his extra-fat balls were filled to the brim with pent-up sperm, churning and throbbing inside their sack, begging for release.

Cal licked his lips and swallowed hard, pinching his nipples with his large, strong hands. Biting his lower lip, he shuddered with lust and let his hand wander down his smooth, wet, brown skin, gently caressing his muscular stomach before slipping into his speedos.

Cal let out an involuntary moan as he touched his rapidly hardening dick. Maybe he could jerk out a quick load before his bud Brandon arrived? He’d be here any second, though... Cal swallowed hard, squeezing the fat shaft and then moaned again.

The milking machine

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Naughty or nice (2)

In last month’s poll you told me what you wanted for Christmas: a Christmas story featuring the Ballbusting Boys characters. Here’s what I came up with. It’s turned into quite an epic adventure so I decided to split it up into six parts. Here’s the second one.

Previous parts:
Part 1

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

Featured in this story: Brandon, Cal, Erik, Leo, Sammy, Tristan, the twins and Vince (click for pictures)

Leo chuckled, adjusting his crotch and grimacing comically. “This is going to be painful, huh?”

Erik winked at him. “Oh yes.”

The crowd roared with laughter.

“Sammy and Tristan, why don’t you come here as well?” Erik said, prompting Leo’s buddies to join him on the stage, accompanied by thunderous applause.

“I think we’ve been pretty nice this year”, Sammy grinned.

“Yeah, ‘Sammy the ball doctor’ didn’t have a single appointment, did he?” Tristan chuckled, his thumbs casually hooked into the waistband of his boxers.

“Nope, not one”, Sammy sighed, cracking his knuckles. He turned to the guys in the crowd. “Any of you need a little check-up?”

Emergency drain (Rob meets Brandon)

Special thanks to Rob for the idea for this story! If you (yes, I mean you, the one who watches Olympic Swimming only for the sport... not!) would like to meet the Ballbusting Boys and see yourself in a story please read this post for more details.

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

Featured in this story: Brandon (click for pictures)

Brandon paced the room.

The 21 year old swimmer was naked except for a pair of skimpy speedos that left nothing to the imagination. He had a muscular body, a perfect swimmer’s build, with strong arms and legs, broad shoulders and a narrow waist.

Brandon was alone in the locker rooms. The rest of the team had already taken off.

Brandon looked at the large clock above the door. The competition was going to start in 15 minutes.

“Fuck”, Brandon mumbled, looking down at his crotch. The Asian-American’s big cock was rock hard, straining the fabric of his tiny swimming briefs. Even when Brandon wasn’t hard, the speedos were small, barely able to contain his fat balls and his big, meaty dick. Now, with a raging erection, they made him look obscene and vulgar.

7 days of pain: Day 2 (Cal and Brandon)

Special thanks to our reader Richard Rock who came up with the idea for this story!

If you want to read another story feat. Justin Bieber and you don’t mind brutal violence and permanent damage, you might want to check out “Rage and Revenge”.

Previous part:
Day 1 (Kev, Colin and Ben)

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

Featured in this story: Brandon and Cal (click for pictures)

After yesterday’s vicious ballbeating, I had expected Justin Bieber to be a bit more humble and meek than usual. After all, he was the star of the celebrity edition of “7 days of pain” – and he had six more days to go…

But when I entered the TV studio, I was greeted by a loud voice that couldn’t exactly be described as humble or meek.

Justin Bieber was standing in the middle of the studio, stark naked, barking orders. The cameramen seemed to ignore him, which made him yell even louder.

“I want to the fucking ratings!” he barked. “Right now. I’m Justin fucking Bieber for fuck’s sake!”

I turned to Cal and Brandon and grinned. “Meet Justin Bieber, sunshine incarnate.”

Winning feels so fucking good (Chris meets Brandon and Cal)

Special thanks to our reader Chris for the plot idea! If you (yes, I mean you, the one who loves a nice, hard ballbusting competition!) would like to meet the Ballbusting Boys and see yourself in a story please read this post for more details.

Warning: Contains graphic homosexuality.

Featured in this story: Brandon and Cal (click for pictures)

When the swim team’s training had ended, most of the team members had left the building. Only three team members were left in the pool, swimming a couple of additional laps.

One by one, they got out of the pool, their athletic bodies dripping with water, their skimpy white speedos clinging to their impressive packages. The water gave the thin white fabric a see-through quality, and their fat dicks and big balls were on full display.

The color of the swimming trunks contrasted nicely with Cal’s ebony skin. Cal’s massive cock was straining the fabric, looking like a lazy snake sleeping next to his almost ridiculously oversized balls. The 22 year old stud was tall and handsome, with the perfect swimmer’s build, just like his buddies Brandon and Chris.

Fun and games: Soggy biscuit

Thanks to an anonymous reader who came up with the idea for this story.
 

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

Featured in this story: Ben, Brandon, Cal, Danny, David, Kev, Leo, Logan, Parker, Phil, Sammy, Simon, Tristan, the twins and Zach (click for pictures)

“Umm”, Zach scratched his head. “This is not what I think it is, right?”

I chuckled. “It’s precisely what you think it is, Zach – and more…”

The rest of the boys laughed.

I had asked all of our models and a few of our regular guests to come to the studio for a little party.

Everybody was here: hot swimmer Cal and his best friend Brandon, muscular jock Kev and his buddy Ben, skaterboy Leo and his friends Tristan and Sammy, star soccer player Phil, actor Danny and his brother David, the twins Michael and Will and their friend Parker, geeky bespectacled Simon, high school wrestler Logan, and – of course – horse-hung stud Zach.

They were standing in a circle around a little round table. On the table, on a small plate, I had placed a cinnamon roll, the designated target for what was going to be a cumfest of epic proportions.

Boys will be boys: On the road again

Thanks to Alexander for his plot suggestion and a couple of fun emails!

Previous parts:
On the road
Wet, hot and horny
Winners and losers
Locked and unloaded
Blue balls and empty nuts

Featured in this story: Zach, Logan, Cal, Sammy and Brandon (click for pictures)

It was another extraordinarily hot summer day. Zach’s car was packed again, and the air conditioning was still not working. The five boys inside the car were shirtless, wearing just their shorts that were clinging to their wet skin.

Zach was driving. The 20 year old stud’s muscular chest was wet with sweat, and his blond hair was sticking to his head.

Cal was in the passenger seat, and Brandon, Logan and Sammy were in the back of the car.

They were on their way back from vacation after spending a couple of days at Sammy’s uncle’s house. They had envisioned a couple of days of sun and fun and girls and sex. And each of the boys – except for Zach who had been locked in a chastity device after failing to perform a dare – had shot multiple loads of cum, although in a very different way that they had originally planned…

Boys will be boys: Blue balls and empty nuts

Thanks to Alexander for his plot suggestion and a couple of fun emails!

Previous parts:
On the road
Wet, hot and horny
Winners and losers
Locked and unloaded

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.
Additional warning: Contains f/m ballbusting and sexy girls.

Featured in this story: Zach, Logan, Cal, Sammy and Brandon (click for pictures)

Zach let out a deep sigh. It had been a rough night. The 20 year old stud had woken up several times, and he didn’t get more than one hour’s sleep at a time. His short blond hair stood on ends, there were dark circles around his blue eyes, and he had a sullen expression on his handsome face. He stretched his limbs and yawned before scratching his pubes that peeked out above the waistband of his grey sweat pants.

He was horny as hell. His big, juicy cock was locked in a chastity cage and his balls were churning with cum, aching for release. It wasn’t unusual that Zach thought about sex. Not unusual at all. But now that his dick was locked up, he couldn’t think of anything else. His mind was filled with images of hot, naked girls in acrobatic positions inviting his mammoth cock to slide into one of their waiting orifices. Sex, sex, sex. Boobs, boobs, boobs. Girls, girls, girls.

Zach groaned.