Supermodel's surprise (Stéphane meets Leo and Ben)

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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.

Your humble servant (Darnell meets Xander)

Special thanks to Darnell for the idea for this story! If you (yes, I mean you, the one who loves spanking 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

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

Featured in this story: Xander (click for pictures)

Darnell let out a deep sigh and rang the bell of the luxurious mansion. His gaze wandered from the neatly garden to the impressive European cars that were parked in the driveway.

Darnell ran his hand through his dark hair and put a smile on his face. He was 21 years old, tall and handsome, a college basketball player with dark skin and brown hair.

To raise money the team had held an auction, raising money by selling off the athletes’ services to the highest bidder. They had made more money than they had expected, and today was the day that the guys had to work for it.

Most of Darnell’s team mates knew what their bidders expected them to do: clean their car, build a shed in the garden, drive them around, walk the dogs, whatever. Frankly, it was obvious that most of the bidders just wanted to show off the reasonably famous basketball players to their friends. The weirdest task seemed to be a bidder who wanted the team captain to take their daughter on a date, making it very clear that a subsequent deflowering of the spoiled 19 year old brat would be rewarded with a generous tip.

Darnell looked at his watch. It was a few minutes past nine. Unlike most of his friends, he had no idea what he was expected to do. He had just been told to be at the Vanderberg residence at nine and not to park his car in the driveway.

Ballbusting Canucks: Easter shenanigans: Whips and chains (written by Pat)

This is the third of four wonderful Easter stories written by our reader Pat. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did! The last one is coming right up! :-))

Previous parts:
A letter from Canada
Show and tell - part 1
Show and tell - part 2
François’s story
Triple threat
Testosterone overload
Swingers
Lord of the thighs
Until next time
Bad Santa
O Cum, All Ye Faithful
The punk and the hockey player
Three falls and a crucifixion
Sammy the ball doctor: Treating François

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

“All done,” Vince said as he finished attaching the chains to the walls. “All you have to do is tie the cuffs around the wrists and ankles, and he ain’t going nowhere. All the setups are complete,” the 20-year-old said with forced confidence.

“Thanks, Vince,” Alex uttered nervously.

There weren’t many smiles in the room on this Easter morning. Jonathan had decided to collaborate with Xander like he promised during his last visit.  However, the idea that the blond sadist had come up with was confusing and, quite frankly, ruthless.

Vince, the prop technician, handed one key for the handcuffs to Xander and the other one to Alex.

Alex, standing between Vince and his cameraman Chad, looked over at the models.

Xander had a huge smile on his face as he twirled the key between his fingers. To his right stood Jonathan, one of the Canadian guests from Ballbusting canucks, looking like a deer in the headlights. To Xander’s left was a mortified, close to trembling, Shorty.

“Okay,” Alex finally said, “run this by us one last time.”

Ballbusting Canucks: Bad Santa (written by Pat)

This is the first of two wonderful Christmas stories written by our reader Pat. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did!

Previous parts:
A letter from Canada
Show and tell - part 1
Show and tell - part 2
François’s story
Triple threat
Testosterone overload
Swingers
Lord of the thighs
Until next time

Featured in this story: Chad, Danny, David, Parker, Simon, the twins, Xander and Alex (click for pictures)

Warning: Contains graphic homosexuality.


It was the last weekend before Christmas at the Ballbusting Boys studio, and big things were in the works to make this year’s Christmas themed sessions nothing but memorable and sexy.

François Desmoulins, the incredibly sexy, now 21-year-old model from Ballbusting Canucks, was a guest at the studio for a couple days to visit the American models, and to film a couple scenes he had committed to during his previous visit.

He arrived last night and would be sleeping at Leo’s for the weekend. This morning, they had sex on his bed, taking turns fucking each other and exchanging rough knees to the balls. They exchanged Christmas presents: Leo gave François a new beanie, candy canes shaped like a penis, and a free coupon for “Sammy the Ball Doctor”, and François surprised his host with a new skateboard and a backpack designed like a scrotum.

Gareth, Simon’s sexy red-headed boyfriend, was also going to be featured in a holiday special; playing jolly ol’ Saint Nick himself.

“Ho! Ho! Ho!” Gareth whispered into Simon’s ear and kissed him on the lips.  “How do you like me in a Santa Claus suit, Si?”

“It makes me want to get naughty with you,” Simon said, grabbing a handful of Gareth’s crotch that was under a pair of tight, red silk pants.

Xander

Xander - artwork created by Champ

Name: Alexander Vanderberg

Age: 23

Hair color: blond with highlights

Eye color: blue

Xander is a self-centered, power-crazed rich kid who knows exactly what he wants and how to get it. He has a kinky sex life with his loyal disciples and submissive sex slaves Shania and Shorty, and he likes to humiliate them in public. He is obsessed with winning and claims that he never loses.

Connections:

Xander is pretty much hated by everybody.

Fun fact: 

Sometimes Xander loses.

See: One on one: Leo vs. Xander

Further reading:

Here are all the stories featuring Xander.

Here’s a comprehensive list of all the regular characters on this blog.

This post has been edited on 10/16/2017 to include the wonderful character portrait created by Champ.

Here’s the original post, previously titled “Who is Xander?” (original date: 04/29/2015):

Lucky slut (Drew meets Xander and Shorty)

Special thanks to Drew for the idea for this story! If you (yes, I mean you, the one who sighs in frustration and fumbles with his chastity cage right now!) would like to meet the Ballbusting Boys and see yourself in a story please read this post for more details.

Warning: Contains graphic homosexuality.

Featured in this story: Xander (click for pictures)

And here's a picture of Drew with his dick locked up.

“Fuck off, slut!” Shorty hissed.

Drew looked at Shorty with an amused grin. “Who are you calling a slut, slut?”

Shorty opened his mouth to say something.

“Boys, boys”, Xander said casually. “You’re both sluts. My sluts.”

Xander was lying on his pompous, gold-plated canopy bed, wearing nothing but a white satin bathrobe. He was 23 years old, a handsome young man with manicured hands and plucked eyebrows. His blond hair was styled in a fashionable haircut, with ash-blond highlights. His bathrobe was parted, exposing his immaculate body, his hairless chest and his neatly trimmed pubes. He casually stroked his majestic erection, sneering at Drew and Shorty who were standing in front of the bed, stark naked.

“You’re both my sluts”, Xander repeated, a cold smile on his face.

Cocky guy meets his master (Marc meets Xander and Shorty)

Special thanks to our reader Marc for the plot idea! If you (yes, I mean you, the one who has sworn off sex and gets off to ballbusting instead!) would like to meet the Ballbusting Boys and see yourself in a story please read this post for more details.

Warning: Contains graphic homosexuality.

Featured in this story: Xander (click for pictures)

“What’s up?” Marc said with a smile. The handsome, tall 21 year old ran his hand through his light brown hair as he leaned against the bar of the crowded club. He glanced at his crotch where his manhood was bulging in his tight jeans. He looked up at the platinum-blond boy who was sitting on the barstool next to him. When he caught him staring at his prominent bulge, he chuckled. “You like what you see?”

The boy looked up and smiled. “I like it a lot”, he said softly.

Marc looked down at the guy’s crotch. Something big and hard was pressing against the thin fabric of the guy’s short-shorts.  “I can see that”, he grinned. He leaned forward and whispered into the boy’s ear. “I know a slut when I see one.”

The boy blushed.

“You want my big fat cock in your tight ass, right?” Marc whispered.

Pants on fire

Warning: Contains f/m ballbusting and a bit of backstory. Originally I had planned to reveal Shania’s and Shorty’s story at a later date (and, well, in a more elegant way...) but since a couple of readers voiced their objections I decided to hurry up a bit…

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


A few day ago, spoiled rich boy Xander had lost a fight against lanky skaterboy Leo. The young skater had humiliated Xander in front of his lover Shania and her brother Shorty and had ruined Shania’s plans for the night that included a group of girls and heavily relied on the serviceability of Xander’s genitals.

Leo had made sure that sex was no option for Xander when he left our studio, half-naked, humiliated, and dripping with cum.

“She seemed a bit disappointed”, Chad mused.

I grinned. “I bet she’s really angry at Leo.”

“I bet her friends are, too”, Chad chuckled.

We were sitting on the couch, having a break.

I leaned back and sighed. When I looked to the side, I noticed something shiny between two pillows. I raised my eyebrows and reached for the shiny thing.

“What’s that?” Chad asked.

I showed it to him. It was a shiny white cell phone.

“Do you have a new one?” Chad grinned. “Looks a bit girlish…”

“It isn’t mine”, I said, pushing a button.

The display illuminated and showed the picture of a fat erection and two large testicles dangling below.

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.

Trouble at the office

Warning: Contains graphic homosexuality.

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

“I’ve never done porn”, George said. “I mean, real porn. Gay porn.”

The 23 year old guy looked at me, his green eyes wide open. He scratched his head and grinned sheepishly. “I don’t know what do do…” He was wearing black trousers, a white shirt with a blue tie, and black leather shoes. His curly blond hair was tamed by styling gel.

We were standing in the middle of the studio, waiting to begin the shooting of another skit for our website.

Right next to us were three desks with computers. Actually, they were electronic scrap that my cameraman Chad had organised, keyboards and computer screens that didn’t work but looked okay. The three desks were placed together like in an open-plan office.

Behind the desks was our regular desk, the supervisor’s place.

We had put up a fake wall with a door on the left side of the setting.

My cameraman Chad had set up two cameras. He was standing behind one of them, with some friend of his operating the other one.

Frat guy Zach was standing next to George, wearing black trousers and a shirt with a red tie. The 20 year old blond put his right arm around George’s shoulders and grinned, “Just follow my lead.” He adjusted his crotch with his left hand. “I starred in a little private movie with my ex-girlfriend and two friends of hers”, he said, beaming with pride. “You can watch it on xtube.”

Top trumps: Zach, Xander and the twins

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

Featured in this story: the twins, Xander and Zach (click for pictures)

The four blond boys were sitting in a circle on the floor. All of them were shirtless, wearing nothing but their socks and underwear.

20 year old frat boy Zach was wearing light blue boxers and a pair of white socks that looked like he hadn’t changed them for at least a weak. He had arrived wearing sneakers and sweat pants, and I assumed he had been to the gym before he came here. His short blond hair was slightly wet with sweat. He looked at Xander who was sitting opposite him.

Xander was 23 years old, and he hadn’t met Zach or the twins prior to this. A couple of days ago, he had made a deal with our website, paying us to participate in some of our videos so that he wouldn’t lose a bet with a friend.

I had invited him for our first game of Top Trumps because I knew that the twins and Zach didn’t know what to expect from him.

Xander wasn’t as muscular as either Zach or the twins, but he was quite determined, and I was curious how he’d behave…

Xander was blond with highlights, and he was wearing white briefs and white socks. His underwear looked like it was more expensive than all of Zach’s clothing combined…

The twins were sitting opposite each other, wearing boxer briefs. They were 22 years old, both of them professional gymnasts, and it showed: They had muscles in all the right places, with six pack abs and hairless chests. Their tanned bodies looked marvellous.

I had placed a deck of cards in the middle of the circle. I had prepared a couple of categories for them to play.

“Okay, let’s start”, I said. I was standing behind the camera, next to my cameraman Chad.

Bribery

Previous parts:
Placing the ad

Sorting-out

Change of plans

First batch of candidates

Second batch of candidates

Round 1: Milosh vs. Clay

Round 1: Len vs. Francis

Roudn 1: Omar vs. Cillian

Round 1: Ian vs. Stan

Round 1: Tom vs. Nestor

Round 1: Logan vs. Max

Round 1: Dean vs. Robin

Round 1: Xander vs. Jordan

Your thoughts

Round 2: Milosh vs. Xander

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

Yesterday, Milosh defeated Xander in a heated fight to become the first candidate in our series of auditions to reach the semi-finals.

Today, Xander came by the studio.

The blond boy was walking funny and I couldn’t help but smile a little when he sat down on the couch, wincing, when a sudden jolt of pain reminded him that his balls had taken quite a beating.

“What can I do for you?” I asked, sitting down opposite him.

Xander looked at me, struggling to find words.

Finally, he said. “I want to keep my Ferrari.”

I nodded. “Okay.”

Xander sighed. “And I need you to help me.”

I raised my eyebrows. “It’s you who made the bet with your friend. I don’t see how I could help you…”

Xander stared at me in silence. After a while, he cleared his throat. “I have to be on your website or my friend gets the Ferrari.”

I nodded. “I know.”

Judging from the look in his eyes, Xander was ready to punch me in the face. But he remained calm. He even tried to smile. It didn’t look very friendly, but at least he tried. “I’ll give you twenty thousand dollars.”

Auditions – round 2: Milosh vs. Xander

Previous parts:
Placing the ad

Sorting-out

Change of plans

First batch of candidates

Second batch of candidates

Round 1: Milosh vs. Clay

Round 1: Len vs. Francis

Roudn 1: Omar vs. Cillian

Round 1: Ian vs. Stan

Round 1: Tom vs. Nestor

Round 1: Logan vs. Max

Round 1: Dean vs. Robin

Round 1: Xander vs. Jordan

Your thoughts

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

Featured in this story: Xander (click for pictures)

“Hi”, Milosh said, entering the room.

I returned his smile. “Good to see you.”

The 23 year old was wearing jeans and a shirt. I wasn’t absolutely sure, but I though I remembered seeing him in exactly the same clothes a couple of weeks ago when he had defeated Clay in the first round of the Auditions. His shirt was dirty and there were some tears in it that I didn’t remember, one in particular, that let me catch a glimpse of his left nipple. He was wearing brown leather shoes that looked like they were about to fall apart.

Milosh was a Romani, a gypsy, as he called himself. His skin was very tanned and he had thick, black, unkempt hair. His eyes were a very dark shade of brown, almost black.

He scratched his neck and grinned. “Who is going to be my opponent for today?”

I smiled. “Remember the guy at the first meeting? The one whose girlfriend gave you a blowjob?”

“The rich kid?” Milosh’s eyes lightened up.

I nodded. “Xander.”

“That’s gonna be fun!” Milosh grinned.

Auditions - round 1: Xander vs. Jordan

Previous parts:
Placing the ad

Sorting-out

Change of plans

First batch of candidates

Second batch of candidates

Round 1: Milosh vs. Clay

Round 1: Len vs. Francis

Roudn 1: Omar vs. Cillian

Round 1: Ian vs. Stan

Round 1: Tom vs. Nestor

Round 1: Logan vs. Max

Round 1: Dean vs. Robin

Featured in this story: Xander (click for pictures)

Today, it was the last day of the first round in our series of auditions.

So far, Milosh, Len, Cillian, Ian, Nestor, Logan and Dean had won their fights and made it to the second round.

Now it was time for the last two candidates to fight it out.

Jordan was wearing jeans and a light blue shirt. The 24 year old guy had blond hair and a handsome face. Today, he was sporting a designer stubble. Jordan had told us he was a comedian. I didn’t know whether he was a good one. I hadn’t seen his routine, yet, and he hadn’t been particularly funny the last time I had met him.

When the door opened, and Xander entered the room, Jordan greeted him with a cheerful. “Hey, fella, ready to get your cherries picked today?”

Xander stopped and stared at him.

He was wearing sunglasses, just like the last time I had seen him. Today’s glasses were obviously a very expensive designer brand. He took them off and looked at Jordan, his eyebrows raised. His trousers, his shirt and his shoes were white, and he looked just like the spoiled rich boy that he was.

“Who are you? The Joker?” Xander said.

Jordan chuckled. “Well, actually, I am---“

“Oh, shut up”, Xander interrupted him. He walked over to me and sighed. “Do we have to do this?”

Auditions – round 1: Ian vs. Stan

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Auditions: Second batch of candidates

Previous parts:
Placing the ad

Sorting-out

Change of plans

First batch of candidates

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

Note: Girl present. And she engages in sleazy heterosexual behaviour, too… 

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

Yesterday, we had met the first batch of candidates who had answered to our ad and wanted to join our team of models. Originally, there had been eight guys, but we had to let one guy go because of his insufficient equipment.

Now, six new guys were standing in the middle of the studio.

I looked at my watch. “Okay, we’re just waiting for two more guys.”

The boys nodded. They were all in their twenties, two blonds, two black haired guys, one short redhead and a boy with curly brown hair.

I grabbed the list with the guys’ names, their photos and their resumes. “Why don’t we start with you while we are waiting for Alexander and Stan?” I said.

The guys nodded again.