A Request of the Devil written by Jimmy

 

A Request of the Devil

 

 

by Jimmy

 

 

“Hello?” Sam Hells voice comes through the phone in both annoyance and curiosity.

 

“Sam…I…I need another training session. Something happened and—”

 

Sam’s Hell, aka the Devilboy cuts him off “What’s this about Chase? I thought we already worked out your little…problem.”

 

“Me too” Chase sighs, “But then I got my ass handed to me. But, it worked on Doug.” Chase smiles widely, his Cheshire cat smile visible for a moment before deflating like a flat tire. “There is a new problem and…I could use your help with.” Chase dry swallows his parched mouth barely able to keep down his rising anxiety as he finishes “Can you…would you, help me again?”

 

Sam Hell leers into the phone, a rough crude sharp bark of laughter that sets Chase’s blonde arm hairs standing on end. 

 

“I’m warning you now pretty boy, I didn’t go easy on you the last time. I won’t this time either.”

 

Chase gulps, second guessing himself already as an altogether familiar stirring occurs in his underwear. 

 

Just managing to slip away from Jayden Gomez, his boyfriend at the pool who loudly complains to Max and Rex about their encounter Chase decided to make a quick, and very important phone call. 

 

“I know” Chase starts, rubbing at his erection absentmindedly and his breath hitches and he bites back the moan that threatens to creep out of him. 

 

“Chase, you’re fucking hard as a rock right now?” Sam does not give a moment for Chase to confirm or deny, but moves on rather quickly. “Did you learn nothing?” Sam He’ll sighs and finishes with “I will be right over.”

 

“Wait Sam, I have company over—I didn’t mean now!”

 

The phone goes quiet and Chase takes a quick and sharp look at the screen to see if his warning came in too late, and if Sam Hell has already hung up. But he is still there. Sam Hell breathes slowly, and he clears his throat. 

 

“Gomez is with you?”

 

Chase nods, realizing a moment later that Sam can’t see him. 

 

“Yes” he answers finally. 

 

“Be there in ten. Maybe Jayden will also learn something. We are on the same team now anyways. Time to play a new game anyways” Sam mumbles and finishes with. “Still don’t have a suit, so I’ll be in my underwear in the pool.” Sam Hell informs Chase with a quiet chuckle. “Try not to clog up your pool drain with your cum, Chase.”

 

The phone clicks and Sam is gone. 

 

Chase grabs his hair in both hands falling back to his mattress, and groans. 

 

“What did I just get myself into?”

 

A Holey Problem written by Jimmy

 

A Holey Problem

 

by Jimmy

 

 Hi everyone,

It's been a bit! I have been working on this 16 page story for a while now, and sometimes you just have to let it go and get posted for all to see. Hope you all enjoy it. It's silly and fun, with lots of ballbusting with some traces of cum...just how I usually write them. 

~Jimmy

 

Walking to Chase’s house to enjoy a day at the pool Max and Rex walk next to each other deciding that it was too hot for bikes. Max was going on and on about something that Rex was not interested in the slightest. Max didn’t seem to notice Rex’s disinterest until Rex was caught unaware at traffic light. 

 

“Earth to Rex? Are you even listening to me, bro?!”

 

“Huh?” Rex asks, turning to face his twin. 

 

That’s when Max laughed once, pointed at him, turned beet red and laughed some more. 

 

“What’s so funny?”

 

The light changed, and the pair started walking on the cross walk sign shown above. 

 

“Your pants…you got a big hole in them. Right where…well, I can see” Max giggles and points trying so hard not to tear up. 

 

Rex looks down utterly bewildered and saw it for himself. He had a hole right below where the seam of his shorts traveled down the center and a wide hole as if someone had cut the pants directly with a pair of scissors. 

 

What’s worse is that Rex didn’t wear any underwear and his little cock was bouncing around as he walked. Stopping dead in his tracks, Rex covers his nudity saying “Shit…what am I going to do? Bro…I’m like naked! Everyone can see it.” Rex worriedly looks up and down the street his cheeks burning red. 

Shak Attack! written by Jimmy

 

   

   SharkAttack

 

 

by Jimmy

 

 

“I hate this game” Bill complains loudly to everyone that could hear.

“Everyone loves my games!” Chase’s indignation causes a ripple of laughter to hit the gathered swim team. “Now get in the water, it’s time to play.”

Bill looks nervous as he slowly lowers his slim body into the pool. Dressed in only the standard Midtown swimsuit, Bill disappears into the water, swimming neatly underwater never surfacing until he reaches the center of the pool. Surfacing, Bill takes in a deep breath, hanging in the center of the schools swimming pool his legs working to keep him above the water line. Blinking hurriedly he looks around the pool as the boys fan out each in their designated position.

This game is a recent entry. It’s called Shark Attack. The game is supposed to help his team keep up in the pool not going below their best time. The teammate that performed the worst was Bill. Bill is one of the smallest swimmers on the swim team, which makes him usually one of the fastest. Recently though, his time has been getting worse and now Bill is going to suffer for it.

“On my whistle” Chase says, a hungry look in his blue eyes as he meets Bill’s watery gaze. The young lad gulps as the whistle goes off in Chase’s mouth, the plastic piece shooting out of his mouth as he dives. Chase hears similar splashes from Aldo, Leroy and Shane.

Once in the water Chase is torpedoing towards Bill, who must count to ten before trying to escape the sharks. If caught, each shark will “bite” the victim, but the bites are always low blows. Tentative, targeted blows to the groin. Every shark getting a turn turning into a shark frenzy. The game lasts until every shark has had their turn, some can take more than one but every shark must “bite” for the game to be over. Chase itches to get there first, he wants to pound Bill’s little walnut scrotum in with a fist. He plans on surfacing Bill’s body to get the perfect swing in. Deliciously he imagines Bill’s shudder, the tremor and the feel of his rasinetes under his knuckles.

Self-Defense Nightmare written by Jimmy

 

Self-Defense Nightmare

 

 

by Jimmy

 

 

Today’s the day.

Max and Rex are proud of Chase DiPiertro, and went to support him in claiming his new karate belt, but in Chase’s car on the way over they most ragged on the sixteen year old.

“I didn’t think kids over ten even did karate!” Max says, already laughing.

“Of course they do dummy, how else do people become masters. They nerd it up!”

 Chase laughs good naturedly along with the twins, “Alright, alright! I get it, I’m old, a nerd but this guy knows how to kick ass now. I finally decided that I would keep my big balls safe, and now I can.”

Rex and Max share a look before both of them stifle their giggles by putting their fists in their mouths.

“Yeah, right!” Max laughs. “I bet that he gets his ass handed to him today, and starts crying and saying shit like ‘My big balls, aww no not my big ones!’”

Rex bursts out laughing, tears streaming down his face “Biggest…balls in the room!”

Max is leaning against the window sobbing with happy tears and when Chase pulls into a parking space he is quite happy to leave the two of them and go change.

Chase ignores his aggravation at his friend’s words and tries to take big calming breathes as he slips out of his ribbed tank top and shorts. Turning to look in the mirror, Chase admires his reflection. He’s the only one in the small dojo locker room and eyeing his muscles starts to flex a bit.

At sixteen Chase is in pique perfection. Chase’s abs flex as he sucks in his stomach counting each one and delights when he gets to eight. He’s been on a role recently and beaten every opponent from the karate dojo and his friends around him. He is most happiest about how he handled Junior the other day, and rubs at his groin thinking about how sweet it was to bust his balls so well-handedly.

Chase lifts his arms ups to flex again, when all the lights turns off.

“What the hell?”

Game Over...I win written by Jimmy

 

Game Over: I win

First to 10 Wins

 

by Jimmy

 

 

 

“Why do I have to wear a cup again?” The question was rhetorical, and the pouch feels foreign and strange on his genitals. The cup holds Rex’s testicles both safely and uncomfortably against his pelvis. Standing in only his underwear he inspects his new boxer clad junk, it bunches up and has a fake appearance. It’s impossible to make out his ample equipment and he wonders out loud “Do you think it works?” Gently he taps it with one finger hearing the solid think of the plastic under his index finger. Grinning he pulls on his shorts, ready to surprise his friend. “Okay! I’m ready to be kicked ten times!” Hands on hips, Rex juts out his bulge and wiggling his eyebrows at his twin brother. “And if I win, I get the twenty bucks AND you let me nail your balls ten times…no cup of course.” Rex is all smiles as he taunts his twin. “I am going to win.”

 

“Bro, if I learned anything from last week it’s that your nuts are as sensitive as a cock head after jizzing. I know you can’t take 10 kicks to the balls with a cup on. It doesn’t over enough protection.” Max and Rex both laugh, but Max pokes Rex in his ribs for emphasis.

 

“You’re just gonna cry again” Max says, his earnest face full of energy as he tries not to laugh again at the bulge sticking out from between Rex’s thin legs.

 

This is exactly what he hoped to hear. “Then you accept my challenge then, bro?” Rex asks.

 

Rex comes up to Max and grabs Max’s balls getting a good feel of his brother’s assets. “I’m looking forward to busting these later.” Rex winks, and steps back and grins.

 

Rex’s fingers did not squeeze, he was careful to only hold Max’s set tightly but he itches to touch them again.

 

“It’s not gonna be a challenge. Okay you’re asking for it now. You ready for this?”

 

“Born ready, bro. I never back down. Besides, Max…I know exactly where your balls hang now. So when I kick them my knowledge will be put to good use!”

 

“Unless you want to just give up, and let me kick you ten times. I know how this ends.”

 

Rex's Lastest Scheme: The Tag-Team Tryouts Complete Story written by Jimmy and Y1ddo

 

Rex’s Latest Scheme: The Tag-Team Tryouts The Complete Story

 

 

By Jimmy and Y1ddo

 

 

 

 

Dear BB Community,

Hey, I have been thinking of putting complete stories with all their parts in one place once finished. Here is the first, enjoy!

Jimmy

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“What do you mean, you don’t want to be my partner?” 

 

Max is flabbergasted and stares openly at his twin brother Rex, not believing the truth. 

 

“You lost to Logan, remember?” Rex points out.

 

“So…? you lost to Zach!” Max declares. 

 

“You are only giving me more ammo for why the two of us can’t beat Logan and Zach. That’s why, I am teaming with Chase.”

 

Chase, who was, in all honesty, not paying attention but draped over Jayden and nuzzling his neck, giving him yet another hicky.  

 

“Chase!” gasps Jayden, and he squeezes the arm rest. The four of them are watching the previews at The Bartlet Theatre and no one is interested in the screen. 

 

Rex grumbles. 

 

“Gross, Chase! Can you stop licking him for a second… I have a proposition for you!”

 

Chase does not stop immediately, he has Jayden in the zone and he wants him to spill some pre-cum before the show. The tent in his athletic shorts is telling him that he’s almost at the right spot. His teeth inch along, just under Jayden’s left ear and when he bites down this time he can see the quiver between his legs, and he smiles as he sucks on Jayden’s skin. 

 

Pulling back, he fixes Rex with a look. “What?”

Rex's Latest Scheme: Part Five Conclusion The Winners written by Jimmy and Y1ddo

 

 Rex's Latest Scheme: Part Five Conclusion

The Winners

 

 

By Jimmy and Y1ddo

Dear BB Community,

Writing with Y1ddo was an honor, and I believe that together we made a story that truly is one of our bests. Reg also wrote and added pieces to this story and his contributions also made this story shine. Hope you all enjoy the finale.

Jimmy 

 

“Wow,” Rex says, as he racks his toes back up until they find and pinch Logan’s perk nipples, and Logan writhes beneath them.

 

“Hold…h..him…st..still,” Chase mumbles as he starts to bob his head, taking Logan in and out of his mouth as his lips constrict on the tip before he plunges back down. Chase is getting lost in the moment, something he has wanted to do for a very long time. His hands roam over Logan’s waist before each hand lowers until they grasp a ball in Logan’s sweaty ballsack, and squeezes its findings as his mouth speeds up. He is not sure how long Logan can put off not cumming, but he plans on making him as soon as possible. Logan is not one to underestimate.

 

“I…I’m trying, but he’s…so strong!” Rex says as Logan tries to sit up, and as he does he takes Rex up with him. When he drops his head back it lands with a “THUD!”, knocking Rex’s small balls into his pelvis with two horrid splats. Rex’s amber eyes go wide, and he falls away releasing Logan’s arms to grab himself and stumble back to their side landing on his butt.

 

“Shiiit…my nuts!” Rex complains.

Rex's Latest Scheme: Part Four The Big Risk

Rex’s Latest Scheme: Part Four

 The Big Risk

 

 

By Jimmy and Y1ddo

 Cody rises to his feet and turns around, meeting the grinning face of his older cousin strolling towards them.

“What’s up with the clothes?” Zach chuckles at his naked relative, his massive genitalia on full display.

 

“That little fucker… he ripped them straight off,” Cody shakes his head, still smiling. “He’s not as innocent as he might seem, can’t turn your back on him…”

 

Zach gives him an understanding look. “I know what you’re talking about…”

He grabs a hold of his free-hanging nut sack and shows it to his younger cousin. “Those other brats got me good as well…” His big boys are slightly bigger than their usual over-developed size, the latest double-kick clearly taking its toll.

 

“We’re still standing, though…” Cody grins, referencing their poor opponents on the ground. “Logan’s having fun…” he points towards the other side of the mats.

 

Max gazes up at the jocks as they turn away from him, facing Logan and Chase.

Zach seems slightly taller than his younger relative, and his strapping physique is maybe a tad bit more muscular. His tight singlet is doing a bad job concealing the defined muscles of his backside, and the muscular bubble butt below. Cody is standing alongside in his birthday suit, making him look no less spectacular.

 

Between both jocks’ muscular thighs, hangs the most impressive part of their anatomies. It’s impossible to distinguish which one’s bigger, as the two mighty pairs of meaty melons hangs invitingly in front of Max like a couple of punching bags…

 

SMACK! SMACK!

Rex’s Latest Scheme: Part Three The Tables Turned By Jimmy and Y1ddo

 

Rex’s Latest Scheme: Part Three

 The Tables Turned

 

 

By Jimmy and Y1ddo

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Leftie seems left out of his protection, and Max makes quick work of it as he backs up and runs forward, a flash of color through the air, until his toes crash full force into Cody’s fleshy melon poking out between his thick thighs.

 

A sickening wet “SPLAT” echoes through the air as Max’s toes connects dead-on with Cody’s unprotected nut, smashing it into his pelvis.

 

“AAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” Cody screams, his voice turning into a screech as he rolls away howling, stopping at the end of the mat. The young jock looks up at Max, with horror on his face.

 

Max is cracking his knuckles and flexing a bit at Jayden, and he waves the shredded material inside his hand proudly. Jayden chuckles, and he mouths silently: “Go finish him!”

 

Max gives Jayden a cheeky wink, before he turns back towards Cody.

 

“You thought these were enough to protect your fat oranges from me?” Max chuckles and throws his opponent’s shredded underwear to the ground. He starts walking slowly towards him, stepping on the flimsy fabric and kicking it away.

 

Cody is lying flat out on his back trying to sit up, but he freezes as his smaller opponent approaches him.

 

“I think you know just how badly you messed up… Now, I’m going to take my prize and deny you a fun night out tonight by draining you of every last drop you got inside those big gas tanks of yours. I can be gentle… or not. Up to you, Cody.”

 

Cody looks up at him with pleading eyes, and he covers his big melons with both hands protectively. His sleeping serpent is resting freely along his abs, with his hands too busy nursing the forbidden fruits beneath. “Max… please… my balls…”

 

“It’s not your stupid balls I’m interested in…” Max sniggers as he climbs up on top of Cody, his lithe body able to push him fully down onto the mat. One hand sweep down across Cody’s barrel chest and over his ripped abs, and starts tickling the slumbering hose. Max grips the head and gives Cody’s girthy, thick serpent a little squeeze.

 

“You…c…can’t…oh my god…my balls…you wrecked me!”

 

“That was the plan,” Max smiles mischievously, and his eyes bore into Cody’s pleading blue eyes.

 

“I…no one has ever…oh shit…fu…fucking hell!”

 

Max smiles and toys with Cody’s tip, the mighty end of his long sword. He starts polishing it as one hand holds himself up in push-up position, so he is inches above Cody’s prone body on his back, staring into Max’s amber eyes.

Rex’s Latest Scheme: Part Two It Takes Two By Jimmy and Y1ddo

 

Rex’s Latest Scheme: Part Two

It Takes Two 

 

By Jimmy and Y1ddo

 

Rex is admiring himself in the mirror, and running a hand over his small bulge. Max watches him rather glumly. He lost to Chase and won’t be a tag-team partner with his brother. The missed opportunity to face Logan again, and having lost to Chase, has really brought him down.

 

“I hope that you guys do well,” Max says dolefully, adding a long sigh afterwards.

 

The singlet that Chase gave him needed to be washed. Underneath his t-shirt he is still wearing the tight uniform, and as Rex continues to fiddle with his own uniform bulge, attempting to plump up his altogether rather unimpressive assets, Max hopes that maybe Chase will back down.

 

“Thanks bro,” Rex smiles over his shoulder and sees Max’s downturned expression and walks over to him. “Hey, Max?”

 

“Yeah?”

 

“After the match, when Chase and I win… I can face you at home if you want. That way you get to wrestle somebody.”

 

That perks Max up a bit and he gives him a reluctant smile, and he pulls Rex in for an unexpected hug.

 

“Love you too, Rex.” Max gives him a squeeze. “Now go kick Zach’s big plums in for me!”

 

Rex pulls back and grins at Max: “You know I will!”