Get Off My Lawn: Old Man Franklin Short Stories written by Jimmy

 

Get Off My Lawn: Old Man Franklin Short Stories

 

Written by Jimmy

 

Friday

 

 

Ever since poker night with the fathers in the neighborhood Old Man Franklin has been in a bad mood.

Most people know to stay clear of his lawn, it’s the neighborly thing to do. But ever since the contest has come up everyone has been eyeing Old Man Franklin’s yard and how to not let him win.

Old Man Franklin is retired, he cuts his lawn every other day. Water it almost incessantly. Even during the droughts. He orders some kind of special seeds from overseas and watches his lawn like a father would his newborn child. Franklin loves his grass, and no one…no one would mess it if he values their most vulnerable assets.

Recently Old Man Franklin got an upgrade to his watering hose. It’s lightweight, with an adjustable nozzle, and most importantly it can spray water faster in more powerful bursts.

He can’t wait to try it out on some poor schmuck that crosses his path.

The Sad Boys Series: Leroy and Rex Date #2 Part Four Dating Disasters written by Jimmy

 

The Sad Boys Series:

Leroy and Rex Date #2 Part Four

Dating Disasters

 

By Jimmy

 

 

 

Rex is on his skateboard, he’s smiling as Leroy approaches having just left his ‘date’ with Jayden moments before. Leroy is still shirtless, a little bit of sweat gathers at the nape of his neck and his lower back but it feels so good in the sunlight that he does not care.

 

He twists the board at Leroy’s approach and kicks off, pumping his sneaker into the pavement. Rex spins around him and screeches to a full stop in front of him, kicking up bits of gravel that pelt off of Leroy’s legs.

 

“Finally, you came.”

 

“Yeah, it’s your turn. So you’re a skateboarder now?”

 

“Maybe.”

 

Rex kicks it up under his arm. “Want me to show you some tricks?” A sly foxlike smile glides across his face, his dazzling amber eyes alight with mischief as Max’s eyes meet Leroy’s. 

 

“Go on, show me what you got Rex.”

 

He does not need to be told twice. Rex’s smile hits his face as he throws the board to the ground.  Jumping on Rex spews pebbles behind him as he speeds towards the nearest ramp and slowly lowers himself as he rides up the inclined ramp. In a fantastic jump off, Rex manages to spin the board before at the last moment as he lands, coming back towards Leroy smiling all the way. The forever June sunlight casts him in the shadows of dusk as he ducks and swings around facing him slightly breathy, Rex’s smile this time gleams from his crooked grin. 

 

“Not too shabby, Rex. That’s—-” but another voice stops him as he shrieks past and jumps almost over their heads. 

 

“You think that’s cool, you should see me do this!” 

 

One of the classic Ballbusting Boys stars spins around, bare chested, jeans riding low showing off his bony hips, and pronounced V-shaped abdomen with more than a hint of underwear flashing. Leo jumps fully in the air, spinning and knocking board across the metal railing sparks shooting off and flaring off at the end and landing with a perfect smack of his board.

 

Rex’s smile does not drop, but it twitches. 

 

“Not bad,” he admits. 

 

Leroy looks impressed and says “That was sweet, man.”

 

“Yeah, I know. Name’s Leo, I’ve been showing him the ropes.”  

 

“For a fee,” Rex mumbles almost inaudibly. And idea strikes Rex and he scoops up his board moving between Leroy and Leo, and winking over his shoulder at Leroy. Rex’s mischievous grin is back. “You know, I got one more move to show you.”

 

While walking backwards the wheel of his board smacks Leo right in his bulge with a hard smack and Rex spins around full circle in surprise just as registration dawns on Leo’s face and the other side of his board hits him in the same exact spot.

 

“OOOoooomph!” Leo exhales, reaching down and grabbing his jean clad boys.

 

“Oh…my bad, Leo. Didn’t see you there…either time!”

Before They Were Ballbusting Boys: Gino "I Like You."

 

Before They Were Ballbusting Busting Boys: Gino

“I like you”

By Jimmy

 

Sitting around Alex’s studio Gino gets up for a stretch, his shirt riding up and showing off his abs.

Kev notices and asks, “Soooo Gino…was Zach and I your first?”

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

Sketchbag (Sab meets the skaters)

Special thanks to Sabian for the idea for this story! If you (yes, I mean you, the one who hates bullying but loves bullying bullies!) 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: Leo, Sammy and Tristan (click for pictures)
 
“Look who’s there”, Sammy said. The 18 year old redhead cracked his knuckles. He was leaning against a rail, wearing a loose-fitting t-shirt and baggy pants. One of his feet was playing with the tail of his skateboard, making the board bounce up and down as he looked across the skate park.
 
He was with his best friends and skater buddies Leo and Tristan, both of them 19 years old and dressed similar to Sammy, wearing oversized t-shirts and baggy pants.
 
Leo was tall and lanky, with curly black hair.
 
Tristan’s hair was dusty blond and his blue eyes were wide open as he asked: “Who?”
 

Blind man's balls (written by Dominik)

This is another wonderful story written by my German friend Dominik, author of Pain by the pool and Another competition with consequences, and co-creator of German language story blog Jungs mit Eiern. I hope you enjoy Dominik's story as much as I did! :-))

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

"Alright. Sounds like a decent enough idea", Kev said and burped.

He sat together around a garden table with Ben, Leo, Phil and Zach in the backyard of Zach’s house. They were sipping beer making themselves a nice Friday evening after an exhausting week. It was a warm autumn evening with some occasional cold gusts of wind, but the boys didn’t seem to freeze. Zach and Kev were dressed in T-Shirts and shorts, Ben wore some long sweatpants and a tanktop and only Phil and Leo were dressed in jeans and long-sleeved shirts with Phil even wearing a thin jacket on top.

They had been talking about their days for a while now, but getting increasingly excited and drunken, they were looking for a way to spice up their evening a bit.

That’s when Ben and Zach had suggested a game they had played a while ago in their soccer group after an exhausting match to bring up the mood: they would blindfold one of them and put him in the middle. Afterwards, someone of the others would hit him in the balls with a means of his choosing, and the blindfolded player would have to guess which one of them did it. Guess correctly, and he’d be freed and the one who hit him would become the new blindfolded one. If he guessed wrong, someone else could hit him and he would have to guess again, with the amount of hits increasing each round.

"Yeah, sounds fun", Leo agreed. "I’d be up for it."

On the count of three (Stan meets Ben, Leo and Logan)

Special thanks to Stan for the idea for this story! If you (yes, I mean you, the one who has been following this blog in secret for years!) 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: Can contain traces of cum.

Featured in this story: Ben, Leo and Logan, with guest appearances by Chad, Erik and Alex (click for pictures)
 
“Who is that?” Erik asked me, scratching his head.
 
He was eyeing the stranger who was standing in the hall, a cocky grin on his face.
 
Erik was my assistant, a talented young man that I had met in Europe. He was 19 years old, smart and ambitious, handsome and funny. On a previous job, he had lost one of his testicles, a fact that Erik was undoubtedly reminded of when the stranger in the hall unceremoniously kicked him the remaining one, making him double over in pain.
 
“My nut”, Erik coughed, grabbing his crotch and stumbling backwards, allowing the stranger to enter the studio.
 

Rascals (Franklin meets Leo and Tristan)

Special thanks to Franklin for the idea for this story! If you (yes, I mean you, the one who loves intergenerational ballbusting) 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: Leo and Tristan (click for pictures)

“What do you think he’ll yell today?” Leo grinned.

The 19 year old skater chuckled as he rode down the street, the wind making his curly black hair look like a crazy sculpture. He was wearing baggy pants and an oversized t-shirt, just like his buddy Tristan.

“Get off my lawn!” Tristan imitated the voice of the grumpy old man whose front yard was their destination. Tristan was 19 years old like his buddy. He was blond and lanky, just like Leo, wearing a similar pair of sagging pants and an XXL t-shirt that had a crude drawing of a nude skater with a ridiculously oversized pair of testicles on it. The skater was in the process of racking himself on his own skateboard, and his thoughts at the moment of impact were visualized by two hen’s eggs, their shells cracked, egg yolk running out of them.

“Pull up your pants!” Leo chimed in.

“You kids get a job!” Tristan retorted.

“Rascals!” Leo yelled.

“Fucking rascals!” Tristan repeated, laughing.

The right one (Carson meets Leo and Danny)

Special thanks to Carson for the idea for this story! If you (yes, I mean you, the one who loves sucking dick just as much as crushing nuts!) 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: Danny and Leo (click for pictures)

Warning: Contains graphic homosexuality and permanent damage.

“So you are into giving blowjobs, huh?” Leo said with a grin.

Carson blushed. He was a cute young man, blond and blue-eyed, lanky and boyish, 19 years old but looking like 16. A geeky, shy and bashful guy, Carson had been lurking around at the skatepark for a few days, mostly unnoticed by the hot skaters that spent their days doing Ollies and Nollies, Kickflips and Heelflips, Frontside 180s and 360 Dolphins.

Those terms meant nothing to Carson. He wasn’t a skater. He was into servicing skaters.

After a few days at the skate park, somebody has skated up to him, whipped out his big, fat skater dick and asked him point blank: “Wanna suck it?” A few seconds later Carson was on his knees behind the half-pipe his lush lips wrapped around a juicy dick while the skater was playing a game on his phone.

Word spread pretty quickly, and soon Carson sucked dick every day, gulping down that sweet, salty skater sperm in healthy batches, swallowing more protein than an Olympic athlete.

The B Factor: Vanilla (Elimination #8)

In our eighth elimination round of The B Factor we asked you to answer the following question: Who is the kinkiest? 209 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
Tom Holland
Zac Efron

THE BOTTOM TWO (in alphabetical order):
Jake Gyllenhaal
Shawn Mendes

AND THE LOSER IS:

Nutcrushing skateboard race (Benji meets Leo, Tristan and Sammy)

Special thanks to Benji for the idea for this story! If you (yes, I mean you, the one who loves skateboards and ballbusting!) 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: Leo, Sammy and Tristan (click for pictures)

“What happens to the losers?” Benji asked with a grin. “Painful punishment?”

“Definitely, it has to be something painful”, Leo chuckled.

“Something very painful”, Sammy chimed in.

“Yeah, something that you’ll never forget”, Tristan grinned.

“Nor will the kids that will never be born”, Benji quipped, adjusting his crotch.

The four skaters laughed.

Girly boy's wildest dream (Hubert meets Leo)

Special thanks to Hubert for the idea for this story! If you (yes, I mean you, the one who has a secret ballbusting fantasy!) 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: Leo (click for pictures)

They were both 19 and skinny, but apart from that they didn’t have too much in common.

Leo was a textbook example of a skater, laid-back and relaxed, not averse to the casual consumption of illegal substances, with a full head of wild, curly black hair. He liked to wear baggy clothes, XXL shirts and sagging pants, and he didn’t go anywhere without his skateboard.

Hubert was petite and delicate, an archetypical girly boy, a little swishy, a little effeminate, with long, brown, messy hair. He was a fairy with a heart of gold, innocent and peaceful, friendly and polite. His clothes were skintight, and that was no coincidence: Hubert was girlish but he didn’t want to be mistaken for a girl. And there was one part of his body that was the opposite of feminine: his huge cock. Hubert made sure that his dick was properly displayed whatever he was wearing, and it worked: People didn’t mistake him for a girl any longer.

Some mutual friends had brought them together. They had suggested that Leo teach Hubert some skateboarding tricks – but now that turned out to be a setup.

Supermodel's surprise (Stéphane meets Leo and Ben)

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Stoners, boners, beats and balls (Pete and Mike meet Leo)

Special thanks to Pete for the idea for this story! If you (yes, I mean you, the one who enjoys a smoke now and then!) 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: Leo (click for pictures)

The room was filled with the sweet, unmistakable scent of pot, dubstep music was blaring from the speakers, and a video game was running on the large TV screen.

Two guys were playing on the couch, one was sitting in the chair, smoking a joint.

Mike was 20 years old, a thin, lanky, tall young man with dark blond hair and an impish smile on his face, was working the controller like a pro.

“Take that, you fucker!” he announced triumphantly as he delivered another critical hit to his opponent on the screen.

His best friend Pete was as old as him, 20, just as tall but not quite as skinny. His hair was black, and he looked like he hadn’t shaved in a couple of days.

Pete had been away for a year, attending college, and he enjoyed being back home, smoking pot, listening to music, playing video games, and goofing around with his buddies like in the good old days.

Leo was one year younger than them, with curly black hair and a lanky frame. His skateboard was leaning against the chair as he took a puff from the joint.

“Fuck yeah, take that, you fucker”, Pete chimed in cheerfully and punched Mike in the nuts with his fist.

Top trumps (Syphax and Clément meet Leo and Tristan)

Special thanks to Syphax for the idea for this story! If you (yes, I mean you, the one who loves ballbusting games!) 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: Leo and Tristan (click for pictures)

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

“Well, it is the city of love”, Tristan said with a chuckle as he opened the door to the apartment.

The 19 year old American was in Paris for a month with his best friend Leo. They were staying in his cousin’s room in a shared apartment while his cousin was home in the US.

The two lanky skaters had been sightseeing all day. Now that they returned to the apartment they were greeted by the loud noise of a video game that was running in the living room.

“More like the city of losers”, Leo quipped, rolling his eyes as they entered the room.

Their room-mates were two Frenchmen, Syphax and Clément, two cocky macho studs who spent more time working on their chiseled bodies and chasing girls than anything else.

One on one: Leo vs. Sammy

Special thanks to an anonymous reader who came up with the idea for this story. I know it has been a while since the last instalment of this series of stories. Depending on the reaction to this one I might add new episodes more frequently... :-))

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

Featured in this story: Leo and Sammy (click for pictures)


There was a brief moment of silence before they both burst out laughing, and I couldn’t help but laugh along with them.

“That’s not funny”, I chuckled.

“Oh yes, it is!” Leo snorted.

“It’s fucking hilarious!” Sammy chimed in, laughing his ass off.

I admit, it was pretty funny.

We were standing in the studio, me behind the camera, Sammy and Leo in front of them, getting ready to verbally slam each other before doing it physically.

Leo was 19 years old, Sammy was 18, and they were both tall and lanky, pale and slender.

Leo was wearing a woolen cap on top of his black curls. It was the only thing he was wearing except for a pair of boxer shorts that looked a little too large for him and sat on low on his waist, with his bony hips exposed.

Sammy was wearing nothing but a pair of old-school tighty whities. I had the strong sense that he was wearing them just for the camera but the skinny redhead looked really good in them. He filled them out nicely, his big balls and meaty dick clearly outlined in the fabric.

“So go for it”, I said when we had stopped laughing. “Whether you’ll find it funny or not – the viewers will love it.”

Nut shot contest at the skate park (Justin meets Leo)

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

Featured in this story: Leo, Sammy and Tristan (click for pictures)

“That sounds like fun”, Leo chuckled.

“Well, to be more precise, it sounds exactly like the opposite of fun”, Justin quipped, causing the other guys to chuckle.

The two young men were standing in the skate part with their friends Tristan and Sammy.

At 18, Sammy was the youngest. A freckled redhead with bright green eyes, Sammy was wearing loose pants and a 3XL t-shirt that was far too large for his lanky frame.

Leo and Tristan were 19 years old. Leo had curly black hair and brown eyes. Tristan’s hair was dusty blond. They were dressed just like Sammy, wearing oversized shirts and baggy pants.

Justin was a little older than the others. He was 20 years old, shorter than the others, of average built with brown hair and green eyes.

They had been skating for an hour, showing off their impressive skating skills on the various bowls and half-pipes, the pyramids and the rails of the park.

Now they were taking a break, playing with their boards as they talked about the challenge that Justin had come up with.

Ballbusting Canucks: Easter shenanigans: Eggs and paint (written by Pat)

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Beach brawl (Dustin meets Leo)

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

Featured in this story: Leo (click for pictures)

Leo rolled his eyes.

The skinny 19 year old skater tapped his foot impatiently, letting out an audible sigh. He was shirtless and barefoot, wearing nothing but a pair of dark blue board shorts that contrasted nicely with his tanned skin. He ran his hand through his curly black hair and rolled his eyes again.

“God”, he mumbled. “Hurry up already.”

Usually, Leo was pretty easy-going and relaxed, but today was different. First, he had discovered that the his recent purchase of quality herbal product (for purely medical reasons, of course) was, actually, a bag of utter crap. Then, as he had decided to spend his day at the beach, his car had died. Just like that, out of nowhere. He had made it to the beach by bus, which had been a long and tiresome affair that hadn’t exactly elevated his mood.

And now he was standing in line at the ice cream stand behind some fat guy who was unable to cope with the sheer abundance of ice cream flavors.

“This isn’t rocket science”, Leo mumbled.

The target of Leo’s ire was completely oblivious to Leo’s annoyed mutterings.

“Strawberry”, Dustin said finally. “Strawberry and chocolate.”

The iceman prepared Dustin’s ice cream and handed it to him.

“Hallelujah”, Leo mumbled under his breath. “Finally.”

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.