And the winner is...

Featured in this story: Ben, Chad, Colin, Danny, David, Kev, Leo, Parker, Simon, Tristan, the twins and Alex (click for pictures)

The Academy Awards ceremony was about to begin.

We had assembled some chairs around the couch so everyone had a seat. Some time earlier every one of us had drawn four films (six for Danny) and throughout the show the Oscar winners would get kicks in their nuts. It was a simple premise but I was sure it would allow for some nice action…

Kev, Ben and Colin, the three cocky jockboys, were sitting on the couch. Each of them had a can of beer in his hand and they were talking about the films. Neither of them had ever watched the Oscars so they were assuming it'd be a pretty boring night. Perhaps the game would add some excitement for them...

The twins Will and Michael sat next to them and were talking to their indie friend and fellow acrobat Parker. The twins were wearing identical outfits - jeans and t-shirts - and they looked quite stunning with their blond hair, their perfect bodies and their winning smiles. Parker’s hair was dyed flaming red and he was wearing bright green jeans and a colourful t-shirt. He had his legs spread wide apart as he sat in his chair and the bulge in his crotch looked pretty inviting. I had seen the twins’ sets of genitals and I knew they had pretty huge dicks and large, low hanging balls – but from this perspective it looked like Parker could rival them…

Skaterboys Leo and Tristan – as always dressed in baggy jeans and t-shirts – were sitting on the other side of the couch.

Jesid and Simon, both of whom had gained some experience in the gay porn biz although they had never worked with each other, were laughing and having a good time. There definitely was some chemistry between the two of them. I wondered if they’d decide to leave early and spend the night together…

Danny, our struggling actor and – with ‘No country for old men’ being only one of his six films for tonight – the undisputed frontrunner, was sitting next to Jesid and Simon. A painful expression was visible on his cute face and he was rubbing his nuts that had been kicked a few minutes ago by his brother David.

David, the successful dancer, was wearing black trousers and a white shirt. He looked very attractive and I couldn’t believe this nice, polite looking young guy was such an arrogant asshole. He was talking to my cameraman Chad. Both of them were drinking a beer.

I decided to get one for myself and went to the kitchen. When I came back, Danny announced: “Come on, sit down, the show is about to begin!”

The nominees

Featured in this story: Ben, Chad, Colin, Danny, David, Kev, Leo, Parker, Simon, Tristan and the twins (click for pictures)

A few days ago Danny had called and suggested an Oscar party at our studio. We had invited all of our models and asked them to bring their friends as well.

So our studio was packed. We were 13 guys, including my cameraman Chad and me.

The blond twins Michael and Will had brought their friend Parker, a young indie looking guy with flaming red hair. Leo, our skater boy, had invited his buddy Tristan, a fellow skater that I had met during the casting of Jesid, our new boy, who had come as well. Then there was the Ballbusting Olympics Committee president Kev and vice presidents and dorm buddies Colin and Ben. Simon, the geeky but decidedly kinky bespectacled cutie had come on his own.

Danny, our cute struggling actor, was alone, too, although I had suggested that he bring his brother David, a cocky, self-centered dancer whose idea of fun was humiliating his brother.

Chad and I had bought some beverages and snacks and I had made sure to prepare everything for our ballbusting party game.

“I have made slips of paper with the name of every film that is nominated for an Oscar tonight”, I explained. “There are 24 categories and 58 films. We are 13 people so everyone gets 4 films and our 6 models will get 5 films . And the winner gets a nutshot by one of the losing nominees.”

The guys cheered and clapped.

“Okay”, I started, “let’s---“

I was interrupted by a voice behind me: “Sorry I’m late.”

I turned around and grinned. “That’s David, everyone. He’s Danny’s brother.”

“Hi everyone”, David said.

I heard Danny moan.

“Hello, dear brother”, David grinned. “Happy to see me?”

Committee meeting

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

Previous parts:
Middle of the night
Research

The address that Kev had given me was a large, rather ugly dorm building. It was one of several buildings that looked exactly alike. He had told me that the leisure room was in the basement and that we’d meet there.

A few days ago Kev had called me and told me that he and two of his buddies from the dorm had an idea for a competition. He called it “The Ballbusting Olympics”. I was pretty intrigued and today he and his buddies were going to tell me their ideas.

When I came into the basement I saw that Kev and the two guys he was with had already emptied a few cans of beer. They were a rough bunch.

“Hey”, Kev yelled and came over to bearhug me. “My man…”

I smiled at him.

“That’s Colin and this is Ben”, Kev introduced his friends to me. Colin had dark blond hair and Ben was black-haired. They were all roughly the same height and were dressed in sweat pants and t-shirts.

I shook their hands and said to Kev: “I had a look at your website. You know, the dorm’s site. I found the photos.”

Kev laughed. “Yeah. Did you see the one with me passed out on the couch? Minus my bush?”

I grinned. “Looked like a nice party…”

“Our parties always end like that. Someone lies naked on the couch and the others write something on his ass or do other things”, Colin chuckled.

“Sounds like fun”, I said.

Ben shrugged. Then his face lit up. He grinned and me and asked: “What’s the capital of Bangkok?”

I looked at him. Colin and Kev looked at him, too.

Ben grinned at me. “Come on, what’s the capital of Bangkok?”

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Oscar Night ahead

Featured in this story: Danny (click for pictures)

Today I got a phone call from Danny.

“How are you?” I asked.

“Fine, thanks”, he replied politely.

“What about that short film of yours ‘Rocks/Off’? It’s been a while since the workshop…”

“Yeah, but we haven’t even started filming. It’s a bit… well, I don’t know. Let’s talk about something else, okay?”

“Sure”, I said.

“You know, it’s the Academy Awards show on Sunday. I thought maybe we could get together and watch it on your beamer”, he suggested. “I’m in the mood for a bit of light entertainment…”

“Well, yeah, why not?” I said.

“Oh, and we could do a drinking game. I’ve done it with a few buddies last year. It was fun!”

“Erm, okay”, I replied. “What kind of game?”

“Everybody gets one film. And when that film wins an Oscar that person has to drink a shot”; Danny explained.

I thought about it. “Why don’t we change the rules and adjust the game to our website?”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, instead of drinking a shot, the winner gets a hit in the nuts from one of the losing nominees”, I said.

Danny was silent. “Ouch”, he said. “I wouldn’t want to get ‘No country for old men’…”

I laughed. “Yeah, that’s gonna be the jackpot…”

Danny chuckled. “Okay, let’s do it. I’m gonna call the other guys. Maybe they have a few friends they want to invite, too.”

“The more the merrier”, I said.

“Great. I’m gonna make the calls.”

“Don’t you want to invite your brother David, too?”

Danny was silent again. “Erm, I don’t think he’ll be in town. They are touring with ‘The nutcracker’ at the moment.”

“Ah, yes, you are right. Well, perhaps he is gonna come another time”, I said.

“Yeah. I’m gonna call Kev, Simon, Leo and the twins, now. Do you have the phone number of that new guy?”

“You mean Jesid? Yeah, wait a moment”, I gave him the number.

“See you on Sunday, then”, Danny said.

“Yeah, see you”, I replied and looked into my address book to search for David’s telephone number.  Perhaps he had a day off on Sunday…

Research

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

Previous part:
Middle of the night


After Kev’s early morning phone call I had managed to get another few hours worth of sleep until I woke up and immediately remembered his and his dorm buddies’ idea. They had proposed some sort of “Ballbusting Olympics” but hadn’t specified. Some weeks ago Kev had told me that he and his friends had put up a website for their dorm so I searched the internet and found it quite quickly.

I tried to remember the names of the guys he had been with. It took me a coffee and some fresh air to come up with the names: Colin and Ben.

The dorm’s website consisted mostly of party pictures that were organized in various galleries. Each picture had a more or less witty caption written underneath. In the “Beer Pong 2008” folder I found various a pictures of the three of them entitled “Colin, Kev and Ben – abs-solutely gay...”. All of them were obviously drunk. Kev was lifting his shirt up to his neck while Colin and Ben – both of them shirtless – stood on either side of him and pretended to lick his nipples with their outstretched tongues. The picture showed off Kev’s muscular abs and his face was an comically exaggerated grimace of pleasure. Some people had commented below the image but most of the comments came down to “That’s gay.” or something similarly inventive.

Colin and Ben looked the same age as Kev and they were equally muscular and athletic. Colin had dark blond hair, Ben’s hair was black and both of them had their hair cut short. They had handsome features and killer smiles – they were exactly the types that were popular in highschool, successful in sports, but not quite as successful when it came to writing essays or crunching numbers… I suspected all three of them had bedded an impressive number of cheerleaders because of their looks and their well-known stamina.

The next picture – entitled “Colin, Kev and Ben presenting their jam-packed gift bags” – showed another potential reason for popularity with girls. Now all of them were shirtless and showing off their nice abs and smooth chests. Kev was standing in the middle and had a large arrow painted on his upper body that faced down and pointed towards his nether region. The guys wore short sweat pants and grinned at the camera. All three of them framed their private area with their hands, putting their nice, ample genitalia on display.

Middle of the night

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

Kev’s voice was buzzing with excitement when he called me. It was six o’clock in the morning and he hadn’t called the studio but my private number. He didn’t even greet me or say who he was. His first words after I had picked up the phone were: „Ben and Colin have a great idea for a new sport event!“

Then he waited for my reaction. He had interrupted me in the middle of a heavenly dream – so I wasn’t very receptive to his breaking news.

I yawned. “Who are Ben and Colin?” I asked, looking out of the window and verifying that it was still dark outside.

“Some of my buddies at the dorm”, he said quickly. “And they have a great idea for a sport event!”

“Erm, that’s great, Kev”, I yawned. “Can we talk about it tomorr--- toda--- well, later?!”

I started to put the phone down.

“Alex!” I heard him yell.

I sighed and put the phone up to my ear again. “What?” I said.

“Well, it’s perfect for you! Perhaps you’d like to cover it?” Kev was really excited.

“Cover it?” I didn’t understand.

“You know, get your cameras into our dorm, shoot the competition, have some in-depth interviews with the competitors, the whole package”, Kev explained. “We have a college TV channel that we’re approaching for live coverage but they are a bit short of staff so we thought that you could work with them. You know, synergize…”

“Perhaps you could tell me what it’s all about?” I tentatively suggested.

“The Ballbusting Olympics.” Dramatic pause. “At our dorm.”

I know what you did last year

Previous parts:
Birthday plans 


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

Jimmy, the twins’ older brother who I got to know during our “Soccer balls” kicking competition, has asked me to organize the birthday party for Michael and Will. He has emailed me the telephone numbers of a few of the twins’ friends so I could get into contact with them.

Yesterday I met Parker for a drink. He is a 21 year old aerial acrobat and knows Michael and Will from their time at the gymnast school. He has a decidedly indie look on him, with flaming red hair, bright green eyes and very tight jeans. I couldn’t help but notice the impressive bulge that was neatly outlined in his crotch.

We ordered our drinks and I told him about our website.

“Oh”, Parker said, “that sounds… well, to be true, it sounds a bit bizarre… But I guess it’s right up Will’s alley. I’m a bit surprised you got Michael to participate, though. He was the butt of many of his brother’s jokes at the school and his balls have taken quite some abuse from Will’s hands.”

“And they continue to do so”, I chuckled.

Parker laughed.

“I have thought a lot about the party and I want to make it special. So I thought you could help me with that”, I said.

“Sure. The twins’ birthday parties have always been… well, special…” Parker cleared his throat.

Casting Jesid

Warning: Contains graphic homosexuality.

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

Today was the day of Jesid’s casting. Jesid is a cute 22 year old Mexican boy. The application he sent to us included numerous photographs (both in the nude and with skimpy clothing) and a long list of websites and DVDs with appropriate titles like "Cum swallowing bitch boys", "Willing holes 11" or "Slutty and proud of it". This boy had gained quite a lot of experience in the field of gay porn and he had decided to broaden his horizon by responding to one of our casting calls. In the letter that accompanied his resume Jesid had told us that he enjoyed getting his balls busted while having sex.

We had let our members decide on who was the appropriate sex partner for Jesid. Leo, our skater boy, had volunteered to do the honor and our members had decided to take him up on his offer.

Before Jesid arrived, my camera man Chad said something I hadn’t thought of before: “Do you speak Spanish?”

I looked at him.

“He is Mexican. I suppose he speaks Spanish. I don’t. Do you?” Chad asked.

“Actually, no”, I said.

Chad grinned. “Maybe we’ll need an interpreter. Wouldn’t that be something?”

I laughed. “We’re not having a literature convention. It’s about sex. The universal language of love, eh?”

Encore

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

I got a phone call from Danny’s brother David today. He is a dancer in a ballet group and he has a pretty strange relationship with his brother. The last time I saw David, he kicked the hell out of his older brother’s balls and had a lot of fun doing it, too.

He called me to announce that he was coming to town in March.

“I already told you that I'll be in town with our tour of Tchaikowsky's 'Nutcracker'. If can get you free tickets if you want to see it - but I'm supposed you wouldn't like it. I'm the best looking dancer in the troupe. The others don't even come near. So I'd be the only one you could ogle during the performance", David said, being his natural egocentric self.

I was a bit annoyed. "David, apparently he think I'm a mindless philistine who only has eyes for the male physique. In fact I---"

"Yeah, alright, stop it, I'll get you free tickets. Pearls befor swine. But who cares", he sighed.

"David", I started to get upset. "You---"

David interrupted me. "Will you calm down? You got what you wanted. Now shush!"

I swallowed my pride and said: "Thanks, David."

"You're welcome", he replied. "And I'm doing you another favor."

"Oh, you are?"

"Yeah", David continued. "I’m planning to pay you a visit with my brother. I think I'll practice a few of my kicks with him and I thought your studio will be the best place for that. I know you like to see my brother get beaten---”

I started to protest.

"Yeah, yeah, I know you and your kind. And I know my brother likes the way I treat him."
I doubted that. Danny hadn't seemed to happy about his brother's handling of his balls. But on the other hand - he hadn't stopped him, either.

"And it's a bit of stress relief for me. The tour is very strenuous and it's gonna be a welcome diversion to kick Danny's balls for a change. My ugly co-dancers' nuts aren't as sturdy as Danny's. And they are complaining all the time... So, can we use your studio?" David asked.

"Okay", I said.

“I thought so”, David replied. “Be sure to prepare the camera – I will give Danny’s balls a beating he won’t forget…”

“Does Danny know yet?” I asked.

“Why?” he asked back.

“Well, I don’t know, I could tell him---"

"You keep mum about it. I'll tell him when I think it's the right moment", David said.

"David, can I ask you something?" I said.

David didn't reply. I didn't know if that meant yes or no but a few moments later David said impatiently: "What are you waiting for? Go on, ask!"

I cleared my throat. "Erm, why do you treat your brother like that?"

David laughed. "None of your business!"

"Well", I continued, "you sound pretty determined to to pound Danny’s pouch. I just don't know why."

“Does a guy have to have a reason to smash his beloved brother’s marbles?” David asked impatiently.

“Well…”

“Listen”, David said. “Danny and I don’t see each other very often. And when we do I like to make the best of it. You know, catch up on the old times…”

“I see”, I said, utterly clueless about what David was trying to tell me. On the other hand I didn’t really have to know why he was so keen on ruining his brother’s manhood. All that mattered was that he was keen on doing it. And I was happy to do the camera work…

“So do we have a deal?” David asked.

“Yeah, sure”, I said quickly.

“Fine. If there are any changes in our schedules I’ll let you know. Otherwise we’ll meet on March the 5th. Okay?”

“Okay”, I replied.

Man, I'm happy he isn’t my brother…