Gladiators written by Harry

 

Gladiator

by Harry

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dear Ball Busting Boys Community,

 

Harry wrote a love letter to both Alex and I's characters. His story is amazing, and I am so happy to share it with all of you. I hope that you all enjoy it as much as I!

 

~J

 

 

 

 

“Alex, please don’t be angry.” 

 

The production assistant Erik winced and pulled his phone back a few centimeters from his ear. Some of the words coming through the line were incomprehensible to him, but Erik suspected he was getting cussed out. 

 

“I’m sure it wasn’t as expensive as you’re thinking,” Erik assured his agitated boss. While the writer / producer / director of BallBustingBoys.com was away on sabbatical, it had fallen to the 19 year old twink to keep the wheels turning and testicles churning at their niche video production company. He’d just signed off on a big purchase, and breaking the news to the boss was not going well. 

 

“Well, it’s been like thirty years since that dumb old show was on TV, but the set is in remarkably good shape. And Vince has already made a few improvements to some of the tech, so we will be good to shoot this week.” 

 

“…?”

 

“Yes, the costumes came with the rest, but they’re pretty ridiculous, so I was gonna just…” 

 

“…!” 

 

“Oh. Oh! You LIKE the costumes. Well perfect! Because I was just going to say that we should use them for the new series to make it more authentic.” Erik rolled his eyes behind his wire-rimmed glasses and sighed in relief. 

 

“Okay, okay, thank you, Alex! I promise our subscribers will go nuts for this one.” Erik hung up, leaned back in his chair and propped his sneakers up on Alex’s desk. The exuberant, twinky smile slowly drained from his face. He drummed his fingers on the polished wooden surface, waiting for inspiration to strike. 

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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.

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:

Fun and games: Nut sack tug-of-war

Thanks to an anonymous reader for the idea for this story!

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

Featured in this story: Ben, Cal, Kev and Zach (click for pictures)

“This is going to be fucking painful!” Kev said, and it sounded way too enthusiastic to count as anxious. The muscular 20 year old stud was beaming with glee, a huge smile on his handsome face as he attacked the rope to his ballsack.

Kev was shirtless, just like his buddies, wearing nothing but a pair of underwear. He was tying the rope tightly around his nuts, creating an obscene fabric-covered package in the shape of his two fat, juicy testicles.

The other end of the rope was tied to Cal’s nuts.

Cal was a swimmer, 22 years old, with ebony skin and a perfect swimmer’s build, broad shoulders and a narrow waist. He was blessed with an awe-inspiring piece of man meat and a pair of glorious sperm globes to match. He was wearing speedos, and the noose around his nuts caused the skimpy fabric to reveal his neatly trimmed publes.

“Oh yeah”, Cal chuckled, playfully tugging on the rope and causing his own nuts to bounce happily. “Fucking painful!”

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.”

Art by Champ: Under the hammer

Artwork created by Champ

I have been waiting for this moment, a long, long, long, LONG time, and when it was within reach something unexpected happened but now it's finally here: All four variations of the "poll results" portrait are posted. My friend Champ has created an awesome series of portraits for me, and I love them all very much, so here's a little story inspired by Champ's great art. :-))

Featured in this story: Cal, Danny, Kev, and Zach (click for pictures)


The four studs looked at me, and I couldn't help but chuckle.

It was an awesome sight, four formidable hunks lined up, bare naked from the waist down, wearing nothing but tight-fitting tank tops that showed off their muscular upper bodies.

I had positioned them behind a table, their nuts places on small plates, with little cards placed in front of them.

Apprentice of agony: Carnival of karma (written by Daniel)

This is another awesome story written by our reader Daniel (who has created the title card as well). I hope you enjoy it as much as I did!

Previous parts:

Romantic risks

Countdown to cum

Painful payment

Recorded wrecking

Mechanical mayhem

Hero's hammering

Apprentice of agony

Handle with care - part 1

Handle with care - part 2

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

Featured in this story: Cal, Kev, Simon and Zach (click for pictures)

“Welcome to the Carnival of Karma. The closest thing to hell a man can experience on earth.”

Simon was wearing his most sadistic smirk, looking directly into the lens of the camera. The blonde had swapped out his usual geeky attire of a sweater vest, khakis and bow tie for something much more unusual. He was now wearing a white shirt, red tailcoat, black trousers and, against his will, an extravagant top hat. Leaning against the cane he had been given, he looked exactly like a carnival ringleader.

“We have a multitude of games designed to batter the balls of the men who need it. Perhaps your no-good boyfriend has been lying, you walked in on him cheating or you just feel the urge to crush his nuts. We’ll welcome you with open arms and our men with open thighs.”

“Cut!”

Simon relaxed, walking to his boyfriend with a pout. He immediately took off the stupid hat that he had been forced to wear and placed it on the ginger haired man. Gareth laughed and kissed his boyfriend, wrapping his arms around his waist.

One week ago, Gareth had been in charge of a team building exercise. Two teams had competed in a delightful ball busting game, the losing team being forced to partake in the first video Gareth would be allowed to direct. Gareth had come up with the idea of his video being a commercial for a ball busting carnival with each of the losers partaking in a different carnival game. He had invited Simon to be the ringleader of the carnival and torturer of the losing team.

The members of the losing team, Kev, Cal and Zach, were all standing out of view of the camera. They hadn’t been told what exactly would happen to their balls, but they were all worried. As they watched Simon film part of the commercial, they had all been thinking about how easily innocent carnival games could easily be turned into torture devices.

Apprentice of agony: Handle with care - part 2 (written by Daniel)

This is another awesome story written by our reader Daniel (who has created the title card as well). I hope you enjoy it as much as I did!

Special thanks to our reader Chad Fan who came up with the idea for this story. 

Previous parts:

Romantic risks

Countdown to cum

Painful payment

Recorded wrecking

Mechanical mayhem

Hero's hammering

Apprentice of agony

Handle with care - part 1

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

Featured in this story: Ben, Cal, Kev, Leo, Logan, and Zach (click for pictures)

“So, in case you forgot when you were distracted, this is the game.”

Gareth looked over the room in satisfaction. He was standing in the middle of the studio, three nude men either side of him. He had recently been hired as assistant director for the website and Alex had requested he organise a team building exercise for some of the models, so he had chosen to add a relevant and creative twist into the well-known Egg Baby project he had experienced in high school.

“The goal is to crack the other team’s egg representative. This is done by the other team’s attackers smashing the balls of your chosen egg until he cums or until he gives up.” Gareth smiled. “And the losing team will be the stars of my first video.”

He stepped back, looking at both teams. To his left, Kev and Zach were standing proudly naked. Their muscular bodies were practically rippling, slightly sweaty but incredibly attractive. Between them, shackled to a wooden chair, Cal was sitting with his legs forcibly spread. The handsome swimmer looked miserable in his in his vulnerable state, being the team’s ‘Egg’ after giving up first in their recent nut kicking competition. He regretted giving up so easily, but he couldn’t change anything now.

To Gareth’s right was a similar sight. Frat boy Ben and skater Leo were both naked and standing either side of their designated egg. Ben was broad shouldered and covered in well-defined muscle, his impressive junk hanging in the air. Leo was slimmer than Ben and wasn’t as blessed in endowment, but definitely handsome enough to contend with the college student. Between them sat fan favourite model, Logan the high school wrestler. He seemed equally as unhappy to be bound to the chair with his fat, meaty genitals resting against the cool wood ready to be treated however the other team wanted. Ben noticed this and smirked down at him.

“Just act like a king on his throne. We’ll be your servants.” He laughed, grinning down at him.

Apprentice of agony: Handle with care - part 1 (written by Daniel)

This is another awesome story written by our reader Daniel (who has created the title card as well). I hope you enjoy it as much as I did!

Special thanks to our reader Chad Fan who came up with the idea for this story. 

Previous parts:

Romantic risks

Countdown to cum

Painful payment

Recorded wrecking

Mechanical mayhem

Hero's hammering

Featured in this story: Ben, Cal, Chad, Kev, Leo, Logan and Zach (click for pictures)

“There’s so much testosterone in this room.”

Gareth looked over the studio, feeling intimidated. After offering him the position of assistant director for the website, Alex suggested that Gareth should get to know some more of the models by organising a team building exercise for them. Alex had planned to stay and help, but had been called away at the last minute. So, Gareth was left alone with Chad, who he barely knew, and a group of six models.

In one corner, Kev and Ben were talking to each other. The twenty-year olds college students were tall, muscular and immensely handsome. Kev had short brown hair whereas Ben’s was black. They were typical jocks and frat boys, but seemed pretty friendly.

Sitting on the sofa were the four other models. Zach, a blonde, muscular twenty-year-old was chatting idly with Cal, an African-American swimmer with a strong body and an obviously huge package in his shorts. Both Logan, a blonde, handsome high-school wrestler and Leo, a skater with curly black hair, were on their phones.

“You get used to it.” Chad sighed. “You should start this, they’ll probably get bored.”

“Right.” Gareth nodded.

He walked to the group of models, all of whom looked at him patiently. The only model he had met before was Logan, when he was destroying his boyfriend’s balls and stopping their sex life for a few weeks. The rest of the models had never met him and he was slightly intimidated by them, but he wasn’t going to show it.

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.

Cal

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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?”

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.”

The pain of being popular

Special thanks to our reader Corbin for coming up with the idea for this story.

Warning: Contains graphic homosexuality.

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

“Congratulations”, I said, smiling as I shook Logan’s hand. “That’s a really impressive result.”

The 18 year old high school wrestler smiled back at me. He was wearing jeans and a t-shirt. He ran his hand through his short blond hair and shrugged. “It looks like people really like me.”

I chuckled. “It looks like they do.”

A couple of weeks ago, we had asked the members of our site to vote for their favorite model, and Logan turned out to be the undisputed champion, taking a whopping 51% of the vote.

We were surrounded by the rest of the guys, each of them holding a glass of champagne.