Chris and his very Personal Trainer Conclusion written by Reg

Chris and his very Personal Trainer

By Reg

The big trainer staggers heavily on his feet still doubled over in pain but suddenly makes a surprise attack…charging forward with arms spread wide seeking a waist-grab but Chris deftly spins away jabbing a cruel toe punt deep into Eric’s backside that makes the young hunk jolt upright with a yelp. Chris seizes the moment and rushes in to secure a headlock, bending Eric backwards with his hips thrust upwards. Grunting with the effort he muscles Eric down to the ground, extending one knee then dropping the bigger man into a painful back-breaker, his head pinned towards the ground. As Eric reaches for his neck Chris slams a heavy punch into his outstretched abs.

“Yeah Chris, you got him baby!” Carla shrieks with excitement as she leans over to pull Eric’s T-shirt up to his chest then traces her fingers down his sizzling six pack “Let’s see if his abs are as strong as yours!”

“No way!” Chris sneers drilling two more bony fists just below the navel eliciting another pained grunt from Eric who slides one hand down to shield his lower guts.

“Oh, are you too weak down there too, big guy?” Chris smirks with one fist raised “How about here?” Chris ignores the pathetic shield and aims much higher smashing an elbow deep into Eric’s solar plexus making the big stud heave and gasp. But Eric is not quite done yet and with a powerful tug he tears the restraining hand off his neck then crunches his strong abs hoisting his head upwards to grab a startled Chris around the lower chest before slugging a revenge punch deep into the blond boy’s clenched abs.

“Huuuugh!” Chris heaves deeply, grimacing in pain as he watches the fist withdraw backwards for another gut-breaking strike. “Fuuuuck!” Chris gasps in panic then he spies the growing cock-bulge in Eric’s shorts and remembers his fragile glass baubles beneath.

 SLAP! Chris whips his hand out quickly in a lightening backhand slap, the impact is weak but enough to break his rival’s focus as the big stud jerks up gaping back at him in shock as the sharp pain floods his senses. Slowly the muscular jock curls up on his side, holding his groin as he rolls off the supporting knee and curls up miserably on the floor.

“Ugh!…Sir! Ooooh, you hit me right-in-the-balls!” Eric protests the illegal moves.

Chris and his very Personal Trainer written by Reg

 

Chris and his very Personal Trainer

By Reg

Ballbusting Boys: Pride before the fall - part 1 (written by Reg)

Ballbusting Boys: Pride before the fall - part 2 (written by Reg)

Ballbusting Boys: Pride before the fall - part 3 (written by Reg)

Dear Ballbusting Boys Community,

Reg has brought us back into the world of Chris and Carla, and introduces us to a new character Eric. The previous stories are up above, but they are not needed to read before enjoying this tale. They will expland upon the experience. Reg reall hit's it out of the park with this one. I hope that all of you enjoyed it as much as I did!

Jimmy

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It’s a fresh January morning as Chris strides into his local gym with a cocky grin on his attractive, youthful face. The New Year has gotten off to a great start so far and Chris feels on top of the world…right where he deserves to be.

For once, everything seems to be going well in his life. It’s not only his workout plan that has paid dividends in the last year… for just the day before, his dumb-ass boss awarded him the promotion he had been striving after! It was a sweet reward for all his shameless self-promoting, not to mention the scandalous rumors he had spread about to tarnish the competition. Of course, the announcement had been as welcome as a kick in the balls for his more deserving rivals in the office and Chris had thoroughly enjoyed bragging and watching them squirm!

Best of all though, Chris is now back together with his raunchy and insatiable girlfriend, Carla, and getting about as much wild sex as his horny young balls can handle!

At this early hour, the gym changing room is almost empty. There is only one other guy in the locker room that Chris doesn’t recognize…clearly a newbie. As the other man quietly folds his cheap looking office-pants he looks across and gives Chris a shy nod as he slips out of his buttoned shirt. Chris doesn’t bother returning the gesture but can’t resist scoffing loudly at the sight of the man’s pale, shapeless torso. Instantly he feels proud to possess the kind of manly physique that this puny runt could only ever dream of.

Basketball Bully written by Jimmy

 

Basketball Bully

by Jimmy

Warning: Includes ballbusting and underaged characters.

“You’re the worst on the team,” Declan said with a laugh. “The way you throw a ball, ha!” The black haired boy had been hassling the new kid since he joined last week. Declan was spry, short and always seemed to have the ball.

Chris was taller, stalker and with brown hair. Chris was not as popular or as good looking as Declan, and was finding it difficult to make friends. Declan hassling him about his lousy free throws, sure did not help things.

 “You always get this weird face when you try to take a shot, it’s a mix of like taking a shit and oh fuck I’m the worst player!” Declan said, laughing meanly along with the other boys around them.

Gino a tall seventeen year old was picking up the wet towels from around the locker room muttering, “Logan is the worst coach ever. Putting me on duty as the freaking toy bitch boy.” Gino mumbles coming up to their bench and taking their towels.

“Don’t worry Chris, you won’t be the worst player for long. Coach is bound to take pity on you and cut you from the team!” Declan said with a grin, turning away from him and laughing with the rest of the team.

Chris’s face turned bright red, and he felt his eyes starting to tear up. Gino overheard that one, and stepped forward getting down to one knee and smirking up at Chris. “This is how I deal with assholes,” he whispers and reaches forward as Declan pulls his shirt overhead and grabs the pouch in front of his shorts. Declan’s yellow boxer briefs offer zero protection as Gino grabs the contents and gives a mighty crushing squeeze.