Since more than half of our readers discovered this blog less than five years ago
I thought it would be nice to re-introduce some older stories for those
who didn't catch them when they were first published. Enjoy!
Featured in this story: Ben, Colin and Kev (click for pictures)
Previous parts:
Spring Break diary 1
Spring Break diary 2
Spring Break diary 3
Spring Break diary 4
Two
weeks ago Kev and his dorm buddies Colin and Ben were having a five day
Spring Break holiday at some hotel, and they kept video diary. Today
Kev mailed me the last one.
One of the major activities the
guys – along with other Spring Break guests – indulge in, is a game
that casts a dark cloud over Ben’s ability to father children… In the
four videos that I already received, Ben’s nuts were abused in various
ways. They were slapped, punched, hit with a heavy object, and – in the
last video – kicked twice while their owner was taking delight in having
sexual intercourse with a voluptuous blonde acquaintance.
At the end of that video there
was a preview foreshadowing that Ben – who has been pretty oblivious to
the game, and especially to the large flip chart in his room that lists
the player’s scores… - finally finds out what his buddies have been up
to for the previous days…
As
of the last video, Kev leads in the game with 9 points (2 of which
were gained with collateral damage to Ben’s sex life), followed by Colin
with 8 points, and the rest of the participants trailing behind.
On a black screen the headline SPRING BREAK 2008 – DAY 5 appears.
Then the screen shows a group
of fifteen to twenty guys, all in their early twenties, sitting around
in the hotel room. Most of them, including Kev, Ben and Colin, are
shirtless (Mental note: Ask Kev if there is a “With shirt – no service”
rule at their hotel), displaying their tanned, muscular chests and arms.
Apparently they are having a party, some of the guys are holding beer
bottles, while others have shot glasses in their hands.
Kev and Colin are in the middle
of the group, talking an joking with the other guys, and Ben is
standing next to the flip-chart. The camera is apparently placed on a
tripod or a table or something.
Ben turns around and clears his throat. The guys stop talking and look at him.
“Erm”, Ben begins slowly. “I
have been noticing that you have this flip chart with your names on it…
And… well… My name is missing… And… well… I don’t know… Is this a kind
of game or something?”
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