My Friend...? written by Jimmy

                                                                              

                           Regie                                                 Oscar

My Friend…?

by Jimmy

 

 Warning: Includes ballbusting. Contains traces of forced semen. You have been warned.

At the gym, Regie has been working out well into his second hour. He is feeling awesome. His chest is glistening and his wet tank top is stuck against his skin. He happens to look up at Oscar as he enters the gym and he yells, “Oscar! There he is, my spotter. Get your ass over here!”

Regie is wildly gesturing at the wrack behind his head, and he growls at Oscar to get his ass moving.

“Regie? You want me to stop you? That’s weird, I’m surprised you even want to talk to me.”

Regie wolfishly smiles, his teeth glinting. “Of course, now hurry up!”

“Oh okay…” Oscar says walking over worriedly to join Regie. ‘He may do something to me but also thinks we may be friends now!’

One on one: Ben vs. Kev

Special thanks to various readers for their inspiration for this story. You are awesome!

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

“How has this never happened?” Kev chuckled, unbuttoning his shirt.

The muscular 20 year old smiled at his buddy as he took of his shirt, casually but pointedly showing off his muscular upper body, his perfect eight-pack abs, his chiseled chest and his strong arms with their pronounced biceps. He was tall and handsome, with brown hair and brown eyes, the textbook example of a jock, virile and cocky and sexy, with a very impressive bulge in his jeans that left no doubt about his decidedly-above-average equipment.

His friend Ben’s body was in no way inferior. Ben was 20 years old, just like Kev. And just like Kev, Ben loved to spend time at the gym, working out and shaping his body. The result was very close to perfect. Ben’s legs and arms, his abs and his chest, everything about him was fit and trained and muscular. There was not an ounce of fat on his body, and the package in his jeans looked like it rivalled Kev’s in size.

Ben knew he was hot, and he liked to compare himself to his friends, so Kev’s ostentatious behavior, his shameless showing-off, didn’t go unnoticed.

One on one (Adam meets Phil)

Special thanks to Adam for the idea for this story! If you (yes, I mean you, the one who likes rugby just as much as football!) would like to meet the Ballbusting Boys and see yourself in a story please read this post for more details.

Featured in this story: Phil (click for pictures)

“This is going to be fun”, Phil chuckled.

The 18 year old redhead adjusted the camera and turned to his companion.

Adam let out a laugh. “You think so? Wait till you are lying on the ground clutching your bollocks and crying for your mommy!”

He was 19 years old, a handsome young man with brown hair, a little taller than Phil, and a little more built.

There was a certain rivalry between Adam and Phil. Phil was English and a very successful and popular football (=soccer) player, and Adam was Scottish and preferred rubgy to football. Both of them were very competitive, and when Phil had come up with the idea to stage a one on one fight and make some money with the recording Adam had gladly agreed.

The room was filled with excitement and testosterone as the two young men prepared the mat.

They had agreed to one single rule: Fight until submission.

One on one: David vs. Xander

Featured in this story: David, Xander and Alex (click for pictures)

I knew that this was going to be a bad day.

Indeed, it didn’t take more than a minute for the two egotistical titans to clash.

“You take that back!” Xander snapped, glaring at David. “Take that back, you fucking asshole!”

Xander was 23 years old, a spoiled rich brat who had never worked a day in his life. Blond with tastefully applied platinum highlights, wearing a tailored white suit, very expensive looking white oxfords and a white satin shirt, he looked like an angel – but he was pretty close to my personal definition of the devil: arrogant and self-centered, ignorant and cruel, mischievous and irascible.

David was 19 years old, and he looked like the polar opposite of Xander. Dressed entirely in black, with black leather shoes, back pants and a smart black shirt, and with black hair, he looked hot and a little mysterious. He was a professional ballet dancer, and a very successful one at that. Unfortunately, this success had gone to his head. From what I knew he had always been obnoxious, but now he was positively unbearable. When it came to his character traits, David wasn’t the polar opposite of Xander. He was just like him: mean and nasty, selfish and egotistical, vicious and ruthless.

To cut a long story short: Filming with Xander and David was my personal nightmare.

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.”

One on one: Zach vs. Logan – the rematch

This is a sequel to One on one: Zach vs. Logan.

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

Featured in this story: Logan and Zach (click for pictures)

“You’ve learned a lot since our last one on one fight”, Zach said.

The 20 year old was sitting on a chair, his legs spread wide apart. He was wearing a sleeveless shirt and tight shorts that showed off his huge, meaty dick and his extraordinarily fat balls. He had a wide smile on his face. His hands were behind his head, casually rubbing his blond hair.

I couldn’t help but chuckle at Zach’s posture. He was trying to demonstrate dominance, making Logan look at his muscular body and his almost ridiculously large equipment.

Judging by Logan’s reaction, he was less than impressed.

One on one: Leo vs. Phil

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

“It’s been a while since I’ve been in a one on one fight”, Phil said, leaning back in his chair, his legs spread wide apart. The 18 year old star soccer player was wearing soccer shorts, a tight-fitting jersey, and sports shoes. He ran his hand through his red hair and looked at the young man sitting opposite him.

Leo was 19 years old, a handsome guy with curly black hair. His lanky body was covered in too-large clothing, a black XXL t-shirt and a pair of baggy knee-length cargo pants that had probably been black originally but had turned into an indefinable, dark grayish color. His sneakers looked equally old and well-worn, as did the skateboard that was sitting on the ground between Leo’s legs.

“How did it go?” Leo smiled at Phil.

I filled their glasses with iced tea.

“Not too bad”, Phil said with a chuckle. “We didn’t compare sperm counts but I’m pretty sure the other guy got it worse than me.”

One on one: Ben vs. Logan – the rematch

Special thanks to Reg for coming up with some hot ideas for the plot! 

This is a sequel to One on one: Ben vs. Logan.

Featured in this story: Logan and Ben (click for pictures)

Ben smiled. The muscular 20 year old was shirtless and barefoot, wearing nothing but a pair of boxer briefs. He ran his hand through his black and winked at the camera.“Welcome to another exciting episode of the Ben Show! I know you love to see me kick some ass – and you’ll get exactly what you wish for…”

“Here he goes again”, Logan grinned, shaking his head in disbelief. He turned to me and chuckled. “Feels like a déjà-vu, doesn’t it?”

I shrugged my shoulders. “You know Ben”, I said. “What did you expect?”

Logan let out a laugh. “Yeah, you might have a point…”

Logan was 18 year old, a talented young high school wrestler with blond hair, a handsome face and an irresistible smile. With muscles in all the right places and a considerable bulge in his compression shorts, Logan was one of our hottest models.

A little while ago, he had defeated Ben in a fierce, nut-crunching fight that had left Ben serious pain. Instead of admitting defeat however, Ben had told Logan that he had let him win on purpose.

I chuckled, thinking back to the fight. Logan had trashed poor Ben’s big balls, kicking, stomping and punching them until Ben had given up. It had been nothing less than a clear, unequivocal victory for Logan.

When Ben had insisted that he had let Logan win, Logan had challenged him to a rematch. And, of course, Ben had agreed. I was pretty sure that he would regret his decision…

One on one: Ben vs. Logan

Featured in this story: Logan and Ben (click for pictures)

Ben grinned into the camera. “Welcome to another exciting episode of the Ben Show!” The muscular 20 year old ran his hand through his black hair. “I know you love to see me kick some ass – and you’ll get exactly what you wish for…”

The tall jock was standing in the middle of the studio, wearing nothing but a pair of worn-out jeans. He casually ran his hand over his muscular, tanned chest and winked at the camera.

I chuckled. You could always rely on Ben to put on a good show. He loved showing off his body, and I had to admit that I loved watching him show off his body...

Ben struck a pose and flexed his muscles. “Look at those guns”, he grunted, staring at his biceps. “Oh yeah, baby.”

One on one: Kev vs. Logan

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

Featured in this story: Logan and Kev, (click for pictures)

The wrestling singlet clung to Logan’s body like a second skin. The 18 year old high school wrestler had chosen a white singlet that did very little to conceal his muscular body. The handsome blond’s ripped abs and his muscular chest with his erect nipples were clearly outlined in the thin fabric, and it looked like the singlet was painted onto his body. A little further south, a delicate treasure trail led to his trimmed pubic hair. His impressive semi-hard dick was bent to the side and pressed against his body, and his large, plump balls were bulging below.

“Show-off”, Kev said with a grin and winked at Logan. He was two years older than Logan and just as muscular. He was shirtless, wearing nothing but a pair of tight red speedos that contrasted nicely with his tanned skin.

“When you got it, flaunt it, right?” Logan smiled and tugged at his singlet, causing his balls to jiggle jauntily.

Kev chuckled and grabbed the big bulge in his speedos, squeezing meaty dick and hefty balls. “My motto, too.”

The two guys laughed.

“Too bad those big, juicy balls are gonna get ruined today.” Kev’s attempt at an apologetic smile didn’t look very convincing. “I hope you didn’t make any plans for tonight…”

One on one: The twins vs. Parker - Roshambo

Special thanks to the anonymous readers who came up with the idea for this story.

Featured in this story: Parker and the twins (click for pictures)

It had started with some playful banter between friends at a party a couple of weeks ago, now the three handsome guys were standing in the studio, eager to bash each others’ balls.

 

Will had stripped down to his light blue boxer briefs that hugged his impressive package nicely. The 22 year old blond gymnast was tall and tanned, with muscles in all the right places. He grabbed the bulge in his briefs, looked down at his groin and mused, “Now it’s time to prove yourselves, my tough little soldiers…”

 

His twin brother Michael rolled his eyes. “This is a stupid idea”, he mumbled, running his hand through his blond hair. He looked exactly like Will, with muscular legs and arms, well defined abs and a nice, big set of genitals that were held snugly by his red boxer briefs.

 

“Oh, come on”, Parker chimed in. “It will be fun!” At 21, he was one year younger than the twins. He was naked except for a tiny, well packed pair of bright green briefs with yellow stripes that had a slight retro feel to them. His hair was dyed red and stood on ends, making him look like he had just gotten out of bed. He scratched the pubic hair that was visible above the waistline of his briefs and grinned at Michael. “You won’t chicken out, right?”

 

Michael sighed and shrugged. “Of course I won’t.” He lifted the waistband of his underwear and peeked at his nuts. “It’s just that I had some plans tonight”, he mumbled.

 

Will chuckled and patted his brother’s shoulder. “Well, if your fun factory is out of commission tonight, I’m sure your boyfriend doesn’t mind if you let him do the pitching for a change…”

One on one: Parker vs. David – the third match

 

Previous parts:
One on one: Parker vs. David
One on one: Parker vs. David - the rematch

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

Featured in this story: David and Parker (click for pictures)

Parker was beaming with anticipation. The 21 year old gymnast was wearing tight-fitting ruby red jeans and a tank top that showed off his muscular arms. He ran his hand through his recently dyed flaming red hair and smiled at me. “How did you get him to fight me again?”

I shrugged. “Well, frankly, it didn’t take a lot of persuasion. He just accepted your challenge.”

We were waiting for David, the 19 year old ballet dancer. He was an arrogant prick, mean and vicious, with a knack for sensing someone’s weak spot and exploiting it shamelessly.

To date, he had faced Parker twice in a one on one matchup. The first time, he had defeated Parker and busted his balls pretty badly. And along the way he seemed to have ignited a flame in Parker’s heart. I certainly couldn’t understand it, but Parker seemed to have a thing for bad boys. In their second fight, Parker had emerged victorious and jerked a nice, thick load of jizz all over David in a hot, humiliating finale.

Today, the two guys were going to face off for the third time.

“Well”, my assistant Erik said, “I guess he was eager to come back after his humiliation at the party…”

One on one: Zach vs. Logan

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

Featured in this story: Logan and Zach (click for pictures)

“Are we ready?” I looked at my team.

My cameraman Chad was fumbling with his camera and my new assistant Erik was sitting at my desk and working on the computer. Our prep guy and technician Vince had taken the day off to look for new ways to bust some balls. He had told me about an idea that sounded promising but it would take a bit of work.

Chad looked at me and nodded. “Ready to start.”

I looked at my watch. “I guess we can have a coffee before the guys arrive.”

It had been a while since we had our last fight between two of our models, and I was looking forward to it.

Today, 18 year old high school wrestler Logan would face off against 20 year old frat guy Zach. They were a great match and I knew we were going to get a great show. Both of them were extraordinarily handsome studs, blond with blue eyes. Zach was a bit taller and more muscular, and he had an undeniable advantage in the genital department… Logan had a nice, big cock and a fat pair of nuts – but in comparison to Zach, Logan’s assets fell short. Zach’s huge cock and his extralarge pair of juicy testicles were in a league of their own.

One on one: Parker vs. David – the rematch

Sequel to One on one: Parker vs. David.

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

Featured in this story: David, Parker and Alex (click for pictures)

Parker was sitting on the couch. The 21 year old gymnast was wearing a tight-fitting yellow shirt that advertised his muscular upper body. The top buttons were open, revealing a glimpse of his smooth, muscular chest. His green jeans were skin-tight, putting his ample junk on display. He was sitting with his legs spread apart, his black boots resting on the ground.

“Remember the last time I fought against him?” Parker grinned at me, running his hand through his dyed red hair.

He was a cute boy with a great body. Working as an aerial gymnast for a circus, he knew how to keep his body in shape. I had never seen one of his performances at the circus, but I knew he was good.

“It’s been a month since that fight, right?” I said.

Parker nodded, a dreamy expression on his face. He ran his hand over the bulge in his jeans. “He busted my balls pretty good”, he chuckled. “Phew. I couldn’t jerk off for three days…”

I laughed. “You like him, huh?”

Parker turned to me, squeezed his junk, and grinned. “Does it show?”

I shrugged.

“I’m getting hard just thinking about him”, Parker chuckled.

One on one: David vs. Ben - the fourth match

Previous parts:
One on one: David vs. Ben
One on one: David vs. Ben – the rematch 
One on one: David vs. Ben – the third match

Featured in this story: Ben and David (click for pictures)

 “It’s been quite some time since I crunched your nuts”, David grinned at Ben. “Let’s see if I remember correctly… You were standing right there”, he pointed at the middle of the room, “your cock spurting cum like a fountain.” David chuckled. “I bet you couldn’t get it up for a few weeks…”

Ben tried to stay calm. He was 20 years old, with short black hair and brown eyes. He was wearing sweat pants, a wide t-shirt and sneakers. He shifted his weight, grabbed his junk and shrugged, smiling casually. “Don’t worry about me, my cock is working just fine. And it’s bigger than your pathetic worm, remember?”

David smirked. “Whatever, dickhead.”

Ben raised his eyebrows. “Wanna compare again? I don’t think your little dickie has grown since the last time…”

David ignored him. He was a professional dancer with an overblown ego and an arrogant, snotty demeanor. I had learned the hard way to not get into his way: He had busted my balls on numerous occasions, and he took great delight in mocking my German accent (which isn’t nearly as bad as David made it sound…).

David was 19 years old, but he thought of himself as the king of the world. He was one of the hottest guys I had ever seen, and he knew that he was hot. His body was perfect, formed by years of dancing lessons and hard physical training. He had a handsome face with black hair and green eyes, wearing black leather shoes, elegant black trousers, and a black shirt that looked great on him.

“Wanna compare again?” Ben grinned, slipping his sweat pants down to his knees and revealing a pair of light blue boxers. At the same time, Ben lifted his shirt, exposing his hard abs. Ben had an impressive body. He worked out on a regular basis, and it showed.

David snorted. “Fuck you”, he said in a low voice.

Ben chuckled. “I thought so…” His boxers were tenting with an massive erection. Obviously, Ben got off on being superior to David.

One on one: Leo vs. Xander

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.
Warning: Girl present. And she indulges in illicit behaviour, too.

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

Leo was sitting on the couch. The tall, lanky 19 year old boy was wearing his trademark baggy jeans and a wide, black t-shirt with the long sleeves of a beige shirt covering his forearms. His curly black hair was hidden underneath a baseball cap. He had his skateboard on his knees and played with the wheels.

I smiled at him. “Xander will be here any minute”, I said.

Leo nodded. “What is he like?”

“Well - you met him”, I reminded him. “Didn't you? He busted your balls...”

Leo shrugged. “Yeah, but we didn't talk to each other. What is he like?”

I hesitated. “Well… He’s--- oh, you’ll see…”

Leo grinned. “He’s an asshole, huh?”

I shrugged. “I guess that’d be an appropriate description…”

Leo laughed. “You want me to humiliate him?”

I didn’t answer.

Leo adjusted his crotch and chuckled.

“Do whatever you feel like doing”, I said, smiling.

Leo grinned and nodded. “Alright…”

“He’ll be here any minute.”

The door burst open and Xander entered the room, followed by his entourage.

One on one: Zach vs. Kev

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

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

Kev and Zach were sitting in the kitchen, smiling at me.

“Sorry”, I said. “Chad said he’ll be here any minute. He’s out shopping.”

Kev shrugged. The 20 year old jock was wearing grey sweat pants and a white t-shirt. He ran his hand through his brown hair and grinned, “I wouldn’t mind a soda.”

“Sure”, I said quickly and opened the fridge. “Coke?”

“Awsome”, Kev said.

“Same for you, Zach?” I asked.

Zach nodded.

Giving them the beverages, I sat down at the table.

There was a moment of silence while we all took a sip from our drinks.

Zach was 20 years old, just like Kev, with short blond hair, a handsome face and beautiful blue eyes. He was sitting with his legs spread apart, his left hand resting in his lap. His jeans were bulging at the crotch. From all the guys on our website, Zach had the most impressive equipment, a huge cock and a matching pair of fat nuts. And it looked like he had a boner right now. The outline of his dick – pointing to the right – and his extra large eggs was clearly visible. Absentmindedly, Zach ran the tip of his index finger over the head of his cock through the denim.

I wasn’ the only one who noticed.

Kev chuckled. “You horny?”

One on one: Parker vs. David

Featured in this story: David and Parker (click for pictures)

“You are not serious, right?“ David said, looking at me.

The 19 year old was wearing black trousers and a black shirt that suited him very well. He had black leather shoes that looked shiny and new. His black hair was cut short. He was a very attractive young guy, with a handsome face and a hot body. As a professional dancer, David knew how to keep his body in shape. The only thing that tarnished the beautiful picture was the expression of utter disgust on David’s smooth face.

“You can’t be serious”, David repeated, shaking his head. “How long has it been since I last came here?”

I thought for a moment.

David continued shaking his head. “Two months?”

I shrugged. “Maybe. I don’t---“

David interrupted me. “And now that I come back – an act of helpfulness, mind you – you present me with… him?” He turned his head and looked at Parker.

Parker chuckled. He was two years older than David. While David’s clothes were strictly unicolored – I was pretty sure that even underwear was black… - Parker clearly didn’t believe in confining himself to choosing just one fraction of the color palette.

He was colorful from head to toe, from his dyed screaming red hair, to his tight yellow t-shirt with blue hems and a white and blue print on the front, to his skintight green jeans that did a very good job of advertising Parker’s genitals and a less good job of keeping his ass covered up as there was a large tear right below his left ass cheek, to his sneakers which were rather dirty and rather pink. Admittedly, the shoes made my eyes hurt.

To David, who thought of himself as a master of style and class, Parker looked like a clown from a bankrupt circus. That association wasn’t that far fetched, in fact, as Parker was an aerial gymnast, earning his living by swinging on trapezes and wrapping himself into vertical ropes.

One on one: Sammy vs. Parker

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

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

“Hey, Sammy”, Parker grinned as he entered the studio. “Nice to see you again.”

The 21 year old gymnast was wearing tight green jeans, white, well-worn sneakers and a skin-tight brown t-shirt with some orange colored abstract artwork on it. A couple of colorful patches – probably more fashion statement than repair work – were sewn on the legs of his jeans. A small white patch with blue stripes on his right thigh, a bigger one on his left knee, checkered red and white, looking like it had been cut out of a cheap napkin.

His bulging crotch sported a well-placed tear in the fabric, letting us catch a glimpse of his plain red boxer shorts that had the same bright color as his dyed red hair. Parker’s balls were outlined in his jeans, separated by the crotch seam, and his dick pointed to the right.

“Hi, Parker”, Sammy said.

Parker hugged him, making the lanky skaterboy blush.

Sammy seemed slightly uncomfortable with Parker’s overt showing of affection.

One on one: Simon vs. Parker

 

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

Featured in this story: Parker and Simon (click for pictures)

I looked at the two hot young guys sitting on the couch in our studio while my cameraman Chad was setting up the camera for another episode in our “One on one” series.

Parker, the 21 year old aerial gymnast, was wearing skintight green jeans and a tightfitting orange t-shirt. His flaming red hair looked like he had dyed it recently. He had a very original style which suited him beautifully. His muscled chest and defined abs were outlined on the thin fabric of the t-shirt.

He was talking vividly to Simon, who was 2 years older than him.

Simon was the exact opposite of Parker, at least clothing-wise. He was wearing black trousers and a grey shirt with a black slipover. In contrast to Parker’s well-worn sneakers, he had put on shiny black leather shoes. His dark blond hair was cut in a traditional hairstyle and neatly combed.

The blue eyes behind his horn-rimmed glasses were fixed on Parker’s face as the two boys laughed and talked.

I grinned.

Everytime I met Simon, he reminded me of Clark Kent with those glasses and the geeky overall impression. Fortunately, I had been able to witness his transformation into Superman a couple of times… Simon’s big dick, his juicy nuts and his amiable thirst for spunk made him a very delightful addition to our roster of models.