Big balls training camp: Sunday night

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

Originally, we had planned to leave tonight. It was Sunday night, 10 p.m. But the weather was horrible. There was a full-blown storm blowing outside, which had started around noon and hadn’t stopped since. Reluctantly, we had decided to spend another night at my friend’s house and go back home tomorrow morning.

We had been here all weekend. George, Cal and Zach, three young guys with extraordinarily big balls, had been trained by skater boys Tristan and Leo, and Cal’s swim team mate Brandon in highly effective one on one training sessions.

George was 23 years old, a curly haired blond actor. Cal, the black swimmer, was 21 years old. Zach was the youngest of the trio at 20 years. His balls were the biggest of the lot. Yesterday, in a fierce fight between the three trainees, he had beaten Cal and George and proved that his oversized testicles could compete with others after all.

The trainers had been quite tough during Saturday’s training sessions. 19 year old Leo, the black haired skater boy, had been the most gentle one. His assignment had been Cal, and he had tried not too be too hard on him.

Tristan, Leo’s friend, a dusty blond 19 year old boy, had taken a considerably more violent approach, tying George’s big nuts with shoelaces and tenderizing his meatballs with vicious kicks.

Big balls training camp: Sunday

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Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

Featured in this story: Brandon, Cal, Leo, Tristan and Zach (click for pictures)

Today was our last day at my friend’s house at the countryside. We had gone here because Zach, George and Cal were desperately in need of a nut-toughening.

Zach was a 20 year old frat guy, blond, blue-eyed and muscular, who the biggest balls of the bunch. He liked to show his body and was very proud of his defined muscles and, naturally, of his beautiful, long cock. His oversized, low-hanging gonads had caused him all sorts of trouble, most memorably the fact that they were cracked very easily. On top of that, he tended to spill his spunk whenever his balls were kicked, punched or harmed in any way.

George was three years older. He was an actor friend of one of our favourite models, Danny, and he had been on a workshop at our studio a couple of months ago. Recently, he had come back to work for us. His balls were not as large as Zach’s, but he easily qualified for the big league. George had curly blond hair and green eyes, and while he didn’t seem to be quite as exhibitionistic as Zach, he wasn’t exactly shy, either.

Black swimmer Cal was 22 years old. He was an acknowledged member of the college’s swim team, and he had the typical swimmer’s build with strong arms and legs, and a muscular torso. On top of his attractive body, he sported a handsome face, and it was no secret that his most of his team members were quite envious of his good looks and his achievements in sports. His genitals were about the same size as George’s. He had an extralarge cock and two plump, juicy balls.

The three guys were the most amply endowed guys we had filmed so far, and their big testicles had proven to be pathetically weak. We had aimed to change that condition by letting three diligent and hard-working boys act as their personal trainers.

Big balls training camp: Saturday

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Featured in this story: Brandon, Cal, Leo, Tristan and Zach (click for pictures)

When I entered the kitchen at 8 a.m., Chad was standing outside on the patio, smoking a cigarette. We were at a friend’s house for the weekend to toughen up the oversized testicles of George, Zach and Cal.

“Good morning”, I said.

Chad grunted. He was wearing shorts and a t-shirt. Judging from the look of his hair that was standing on ends and reminded me of Tina Turner’s 80s look, Chad hadn’t showered, yet.

“Early, huh?” I grinned.

Chad inhaled and coughed.

I started to prepare breakfast.

A couple of minutes later, Tristan and Leo arrived.

Their hair was wet from the shower, and they were shirtless and barefoot, wearing just some baggy jeans.

“Good morning”, Leo said cheerfully. The skinny skaterboy scratched his pale chest. “What’s for breakfast?”

Big balls training camp: Friday

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Featured in this story: Brandon, Cal, Chad, Leo, Tristan and Zach (click for pictures)

Today we met at the studio to go to my friend’s house at the countryside for a weekend’s worth of training. Big balled studs Zach, George and Cal were in for three days of treatment for their oversized testicles.

20 year old Zach had been participating in the Ballbusting Olympics for his fraternity, but he didn’t have a very impressing record. The blond frat guy had the tendency to cum involuntarily when his balls got busted.

Cal was two years older than Zach. The attractive, black swimmer had joined our team of models a couple of weeks ago. While his balls didn’t seem to be exactly as pathetic as Zach’s they were pretty easy to hurt, too.

23 year old actor George was comparatively new to the business. He had come by our studio to work for us, and we had decided that it might be best if he joined the training camp, too.

To help these three guys toughen up their testicles, we had invited skaterboys Leo and Tristan, and Cal’s swim team mate Brandon.

Black haired Leo and blond Tristan, both 19 years old, had eagerly volunteered to help. Cal’s 21 year old Asian-American buddy Brandon had heard about our plans by accident, and was quite happy to help Cal…

Now we were on our way to my friend’s house where we were going to spend the weekend.

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The doorbell rang.

„Are you expecting anyone?“ I asked Chad while walking to the door.

“Nope”, Chad shook his head.

I opened the door to see Cal and Brandon.

Cal was the newest addition to our roster of models. The cute black guy was 22 years old and blessed with dashing good looks, a perfect swimmer’s body, and a impressive set of oversized nuts.

“Hi”, Cal said and smiled.

Last week, we had filmed his episode of “Summer in the city”. His team mates from the college swim team had busted his balls good.

“You remember Brandon?” Cal said.

I looked at the young Asian-American guy who was standing next to him. Brandon was a few inches shorter than Cal. He had black hair and a handsome, friendly face.

“Of course”, I smiled and shook their hands. “How are you?”

“Fine, thanks”, Brandon said and smiled.

“Everything alright with you, Cal?” I turned to the handsome African-American.


Cal smiled weakly and nodded.

“His walk was a bit funny till yesterday”, Brandon grinned and sent a playful backhand slap at Cal’s crotch.

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Featured in this story: Chad (click for pictures)

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I was in the kitchen, making coffee, when I heard someone open the door to the studio.

“Hello?” I heard my cameraman Chad shout.

“I’m in the kitchen!” I yelled back. “Where have you been? The twins’ ‘One on one’ video has to be online within the hour and I think we have to do something about the ending because---“

“You don’t have to shout at me”, Chad interrupted me.

I looked around.

He was standing in the doorframe of the kitchen, grinning. “Look who’s here.”

He took a step to the side, and a young curly-haired guy appeared in the doorframe, smiling sheepishly and waving his hand in an awkward gesture. “Hi”, he said shyly.

I stared at him.

He was around 5’8” tall, with a slim build, blond hair in wild curls, green eyes and a handsome face that I recognized immediately.

“George?” I said, puzzled.

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Featured in this story: Zach (click for pictures)

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At ten o’clock in the morning, Zach arrived.

“Hi”, I said.

The 20 year old guy smiled. He was wearing jeans and a t-shirt. His blond hair was cut short and his blue eyes looked at me expectantly. “You wanted to show me something?”

I nodded, reached into the drawer of my desk and found the photos of Cal that I had taken at his casting. I spread them on the desk and motioned for Zach to step closer and have a look at them.

Zach looked at the pictures.

They showed Cal, the young black swimmer, in various poses, showing off his muscular body and the ample equipment that was bulging in his briefs.

“I don’t understand”, Zach said. “Do you want to set me up with him? I have a girl that I’m seeing, so---“

Phone calls

 
A few days ago Cal, a 22 year old black guy with great looks and a swimmer’s build, had been to the studio to ask for a job. Seizing the opportunity, we had a little casting session. It turned out that young Cal’s hefty balls were desperately in need of a professional toughening.

Today, I made a few phone calls.

First, I called Leo and Tristan, the two skater buddies who had shown that they were highly motivated and pleasantly relentless when it came to cracking other guys’ nuts.

When I told them what I had in mind, they agreed immediately.

Next, I phoned Cal.

When he answered the phone, I explained the situation. “You know, working for us requires a certain fortitude and resistance”, I said.

There was a brief moment of silence on the other end of the line. Then Cal said in a disheartened tone of voice, “I guess you’re trying to tell me that you don’t want to hire me.”

“No”, I said quickly. “No, not at all. I’m going to set up a little training camp for you and your nuts.”