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Friday, October 20, 2017

How to Break a Super Hero - Original Version

A huge part of the inspiration for the Brick Haus saga came from the author Arthur Hero, who's amazing and highly entertaining work can be found on the Telemachus story archives at:

His original story "How to Break a Super Hero" was the main inspiration, but really all of his work added to my ideas of what I wanted to see done to Brick Haus. I'm including Arthur's original story below. And don't forget to visit the blog next Friday to each the alternate ending for the Brick Haus saga! :D


How to break a Super Hero
Chapter 1 - Villain School
By Arthur Hero (Illustrated by Arthur hero) 

Doc looked at the mutant villains in the audience he was training and unveiled a bound Razor. Razor was in his red rubberized suit. His muscles were cut like a razor, smooth brown skin and a bulge that pressed through his codpiece like a giant lump of cock. The audience of villain students were in aw at the bound bodybuilder restrained.

"Step one kids is to immobilize your hero. He's strong, swift, and smart. If you give them a chance they will have you handcuffed and thrown in jail." Doc said.

Razor squirmed to try to get out but couldn't.

"Any idea where a superhero weakness lies?" Doc said.

"His abs?" a huge student with metallic knuckle plates said.

"Come up and try." Doc said.

The student got up and lugged his huge load over to Razor. He never was this up close and personal with a superheroe. Razor's eight pack was amazing. Rocky and hard. The student rubbed Razor's abs through his rubber synthetic suit and then took a swing.

"Ughhh," Razor yelled.

"His balls," a student yelled.

The fat student looked at Doc. It was his favorite student Tub. A heavyset mutant bear with super villain strength. Although he was young he was ready to destroy.

"Go ahead." Doc nodded.

Plowwwwwwwwwwww! A dull sound was heard around the room as the student rammed his fist into Razor's balls.

The hero yelled in agony.

"See class that's how you bring a superhero down. His balls." Doc said.

Razor's bulge was massive and his 10-inch cock coiled into the codpiece like a giant lump. The next lesson was bondage. They hogtied Razor so that his cock and balls were on the ground. He wiggled with his plump ass up as his bulge caressed the floor.

"He's making me horny by wiggling like that." the chubby student said.

"Me too," Doc said. "This is your prey. Punish him for being so hot and sexy."

One student sat down on Razor's back so that he was pinned to the ground. His codpiece was a target, and vulnerable. The fat student rubbed Razor's bulge. Thick, pulsating and hard. It pressed against the thin rubberized fabric that protected it. He rammed his fist into his ball sack and the impact hit the ground. Razor held in his screams but his meaty balls couldn't handle the pressure and the swishing.

"Can we put him in the cage with the mutant?" the kid asked.

"Yes," Doc said.

The mutant was a bodybuilder with four muscular arms. He was solid as a rock. The class watched from outside and Razor was untied and thrown in the cage. On the ground were bricks and stones. The mutant, named Claw, had one claw like hand. And three other muscular arms. He wasn't paying attention and was throwing bricks at the wall in a rage. The transformation of the former heavyweight bodybuilder was complete.

Razor still in a bit of pain, stood back in a corner. He looked around for an exit but couldn't find one. He decided to make the first move and jumped on Claw's back. He pounded but to no avail couldn't break his clutch. The mutant stumbled over his own clumsiness and fell. Razor took a stone and smashed it on his head. This made the villain bleed. He was angry.

He grabbed Razor's arms with two of his arms and began to bash his abs with two others. THUD, THUD, THUD, THUD. Razor was pummeled and in a daze.

The villain students could be heard cheering as Razor was getting his abs blasted. Then the mutant began to claw at Razor's abs. Through his armor the eight pack was getting decimated. Each claw tore at the fibers and Razor was in pain. The mutant threw Razor on the ground and jumped on his abs. The red rubber suit began to tear under the weight of the giant. Razor rolled around and his muscular butt was was in the air. The giant spanked it and inserted a finger in his deep canyon ass crack. Razor was grabbed again by the arms. His hard cock was dangling through the suit. His ball sack again vulnerablle. With one hand claw grabbed one ball and with another claw he cupped another ball. Then he squeezed and crushed each ball. The groin claws sent a dull ache through Razor and weakened the hero.


Razor's balls were large and round. Each claw flattened them and they looked like they were squeezed out.

"Ugh," Razor screamed.

"Squeeeeeeeeeeeze," Claw yelled.

"Agh." Razor screamed.

Razor's muscular arms were held by Claw's two top arms. Claw tied razor to the ceiling. Now he had four arms ready to destroy the hero. One arm after the other landed on his bulging balls and cock. The relentless bashing swung his cock around like a boxing bag. Each blow was relentless and Razor's codpiece could no longer endure the bashing. His ball and penis tip appeared through two cuts from the impacts. Claw squeezed and twisted the exposed testicle and Razor almost passed out from the pain. Claw sent an uppercut into the bottom portion of his ball sack which sent shockwaves throughout his body.

Razor tried to bend over but he was restrained so only his neck bent.

The students cheered to see the hero immobilized. His nipple appeared out of his suit. His testicles could be seen slightly from the rips in his codpiece from the impact. Razor was spent.

"Spare my balls," Razor pleaded.

"Your balls," Claw said.

Claw launched an assault on Razor's balls that no man should endure. With his four arms he swung back and landed punches that shook Razor's balls around. By the end Razor's nuts swelled up.

Slate entered the chamber and entered through from the ceiling.

"I'm here." Slate said. Slate was one of the the main heroes in Grand Island City. He was muscular and about the same build as Razor. The only difference was Slate had a more plump and round juicy butt. Razor's butt was more muscular and firm. Slate had smooth, mocha tan, latin skin. He had model-esque good looks. His cock was coiled in a firm codpiece that kept his manhood in tact.

Claw lunged at the hero but Slate was able to maneuver away. A gas entered the room and Slate coughed. He felt sluggish and his cock began to throb.

"Let me help Claw out," the evil Doc said. The gas dissipated but it left Slate feeling Sluggish and aroused. Claw took advantage and put Slate in a bear hug with two arms. He tied Slate by the waist next to Razor. Their plump bulges rubbed together as they tried to wriggle from restraint. The meaty codpieces connected. The class looked in awe at the two muscle heroes as they wriggled and rubbed their cod piece bulges together. Two ten inch cocks and four balls rubbing around.

Claw took advantage and grabbed their balls. He squeezed them together and the two yelled.


Razor was already ball busted and could no longer endure. He began to pass out.

He rubbed their cocks together and the two began to frot. Their long thick cocks already were oiled up from pre-cum.

"Unggggggggggg," Slate came.

"Ahhhhhhhh," Razor came.

Their cocks were still hard from the gas that aroused them.

"More milk," Claw said. "To the last drop."

Claw rubbed their thick mushroom penis heads and oozed out more cum.

"Unghhhhh," Slate moaned. "No more."

Claw was upset and envied the two muscle heroes cocks. They were so hard, so thick and still throbbing. How could the heroes have such girth and energy after the ball bashings.

Claw crushed their balls again. He squeezed Slate's balls even harder. Slate just took the ball bashing and hoped this would stop Slate from producing anymore milk. The opposite happened and cum gushed everywhere. Slate's balls released milk with each tug. He cut Slate down and threw him on the ground. He lifted his foot and smashed it in Slate's balls. Slate tried to break away but Claw's weight was too much.

"Enough!" Doc said. "Let's milk them dry."

(to be continued)

How to break a Super Hero
Chapter 2 - Failed Rescue
By Arthur Hero (Illustrated by Arthur hero) 

Previous chapter 

Razor woke up bound with his suit partially ripped off. His cock was attached to a device that clamped into his balls and secreted an enzyme serum that overproduced sperm. His balls were heavy, tender and plump. His juicy chocolate orbs heaved up and down. Razor's cock milked itself through the device and produced continual streams of cum. Hie squirmed in pain.

He woke up to see the eight mutant students drinking glasses.

They were all large, bear like and tubby. He thought in his mind to call them Tubs. They were being taught to crush superheroes and Razor was their specimen. He wondered where Slate was after they both were both destroyed by Claw.

He pretended to be a sleep as he saw the students having a mixer. They were hideous. Anytime they took a sip of the milky substance in their glasses their eyes lit up and they punched the wall. Whatever they were drinking was giving them superhuman strength. He felt the urge to have an orgasm and he released a load that he couldn't control. He looked down to see a tube wrapped into a device around his cock. There was a large jug that connected into a tap. They were drinking HIS cum. He was being milked for their event. He looked at a bartender shake a milky concoction with vodka.

"Superhero spunk with vodka," one Tub mutant said.

"Muscle hunk spunk on the rocks," the other Tub said.

The bartender shook the glass and poured the milky drinks into martini glasses.

Razor's mushroom shaped tip continued to ooze continuously. Doc had created the ultimate formula to keep vibrant muscle to keep ejaculating. Even as Razor was fading in and out of consciousness he continued to ooze. The students looked on. They began to rub Razor's ass an now the assault went from a brutal beat down to sexual torment. They enjoyed their alcoholic beverages mixed with Razor's spunk.

"His butt is so firm," one Tub said. He squeezed the strong glutes. Even with out flexing they were rocky.

Just then there was a megaphone and everyone looked to the front of the room.

"Your attention," Doc said. He was pure evil.

"Thank you for attending this event. You are the official first class of evil villains that Grand Island City has systematically bred.

Everyone clapped.

"Your final lesson is to now witness a superhero torture."

Doc unveiled a bound Slate. He was bruised from the beating with Claw but he still had his muscles defined. he was tied and bound with jagged barb wire. Slate's beat down was worse and was personal. He had two broken ribs, lacerations on his pecs, abs and ass. Claw beat Slate to a pulp. His left ball was swollen from the torment. Doc had other plans for Slate. He despised him more than Razor because Slate single handedly put a dent in his drug cartel operation and mutant experiments. Claw kept guard as they expected Slick and Brick to try to save their hero mates. He couldn't take the risk so he decided to break him now. Doc took knife and tore away Slates tight butt armor. Doc couldn't believe it. Slate had two huge glutes. He grabbed the muscular yet meaty butt of Slate and nestled his face in it. He slapped it.

"I'm going to have fun with you papi." Doc said. His star pupil walked over and handed him a dildo. It had little silver balls all over it.

They removed the barb wire rope around him and placed him in a chained sling. His arms were spread eagle and the giant holding device could move around like a wheel. Doc flipped Slate upside down so his muscle ass was in the air. He inserted his finger and began to finger fuck the latin stud.

"This dildo is loaded with electricity Slate. I'm going to fry your little prostate"

He inserted the dildo rough. He rammed it through the meaty butt. His butt was so large the dildo disappeared in the tan twin juicy butt cheeks.

"Ughhhh," Slate moaned.

Doc began to twist and turn the device around Slate's anal tract. Doc rubbed his own cock as Slate squirmed in agony and pain. He knew he reached Slate's g-Spot when Slate began to moan and tighten his cheeks on the device.

"Nice and tight. You must be the top when you fuck Slick. Where is he? He needs to meet Claw. I can't wait to hear his bones crack." Doc said.

"Fuck you," Slate said.

"No," Doc said. "Fuck you."

He pressed a button and electric shocks pulsated through Slates anal canal and prostate."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" Slate screamed. "Ahhhhh."

"Scream Slate!" Doc yelled. He inserted the dildo in and out faster and faster as the electricity was on.


Slate squirmed around and his bulge moved around. His cock hardened from the stimulation in his prostrate.

Doc began to rub Slates codpiece. The throbbing penis could be seen pressing against the thin rubber layer. Doc unfastened it and Slate's swollen balls bounced out. To add to the pain Doc took a plexiglass device and began to squeeze the swollen orbs. His chubby minion in training came over.

"Nice balls and cock," the villain said.

"Crush them," Doc said.

Slowly Slate's balls began to flatten. They began to turn into pancakes. Slate couldn't believe his defeat. He could feel the device flatten his ball tissue. He felt little pops in his balls. It was agony.

"Let him go," a voice yelled. It was Brick the most senior member of the team. He snuck in through the ventilation and had Doc in a choke hold. Brick had a magneta colored suit. He was handsome and had salt and pepper hair. He was fit and known for his juicy hairy pecs. Doc could feel Brick's bulge in his backside and enjoyed the hold.

"Another hero to torture," Doc said.

"The only person getting tortured will be your ass in jail." Doc said.

"Exactly," another voice yelled it was Slick.

Slick was the youngest member and only 21. He was built like a gymnast, short, boyish looks and 2% body fat. Slick choked the henchman and knocked him out cold. Slick had an identical costume to Slate but his was icy blue. Although he was little, his package was almost horizontal and his balls were placed in a latex like armor. It looked as if his bulge was in a blue condom. It bounced around. Slick preferred this new stretchy cock "armor" compared to the more secure rubber codpieces that Slate, Brick and Razor wore. His nipple pieces were also elastic and his silver dollar pink nipples could be seen through the thin cover.

Brick lunged and knocked Doc out.

"Go to bed." Brick said. They then attacked the student and knocked him out as well. The other students ran to a secure panic room and locked the door. They opened the cage so that Claw could come out.

Brick went to untie Slate until he heard a roar, Claw arrived.

"What is that?" Slick said. They looked at the former bodybuilder mutant with his four muscular arms. Two of his arms had welded metal claw like devices to them made of steel. Five students with bats, knives, brass knuckles and chains entered as well. Slick and Brick moved away from their teammates and cautiously looked at the evil guys.

"Well you're ugly," witty Brick said.

"I'll take the big guy." Brick said. "You get the other chubby bastards."

"We are Tubs." They said in unison.

Brick lunged at Claw. Brick punched him numerous times and Claw backed up with each punch. Brick did a flying kick and then a round house. Claw just backed up until he was at the wall.

"My turn," Claw said.

He swung each of his fists into Brick. In a daze Brick was surprised by how powerful this nemesis was. Brick slid under his legs and kicked Claw in his bulge. This angered him and he finally hit the grip he needed on Brick. He lifted him up and slammed him into the wall three times. The impact was enough to rip off Brick's eye mask. Claw slammed the hero into the floor and Brick landed on his chest. Brick rolled away and made an attempt to side sweep Claw. That would be his last offensive attack. In rage Claw lifted Brick up and slammed his back into his knee. Brick knew something broke. He could still move so he knew it wasn't his spine. This villain was a mutant and stronger than any villain before. Claw lifted the hero and began to punch his abs. Each punch was relentless.

He grabbed Brick's bulge and squeezed. It was hard and it was firm. He punched into Brick's bulge over and over. With one arm he lifted Brick and with another he grabbed his waist. He looked as Brick squirmed. He ripped off his pec armor and his juicy hairy pecs were exposed. Claw squeezed him by the pecs and applied pressure. He twisted Brick's nipples to toy with him.

He lifted Brick by the balls and squeezed his bulge. Each nut pummel made Brick tense up. His curved cock was hard from Claw rubbing it. Claw began to lick the top and made a slit to expose the huge mushroom head cock.

Meanwhile Slick had trouble of his own. He noticed Brick getting pummeled. The chubby villains had Slick in chains. They tied him up and his body was exposed as it hung from the ceiling. His tight butt flexed.

"the serum." One Tub injected the serum into Slick's tight butt. He then began to rub Slick's bulge. To his delight he could see the curved cock presses against the think microfiber latex. Slick tried to fight the urge but he couldn't. His cock throbbed through the suit.

"Now let's have fun." Tub said.

The other mutant students all began to bash Slick's abs. Tub slapped Slick's cock around as his package jiggled around in his suit.

Doc woke up out of his slumber and climbed to his feet. He looked around and saw the change of events.

"Good job boys," Doc said. "Nice to see you Slick."

Doc whispered in Tub's ear.

"Yes sir," Tub said. "We will milk Slate and Razor."

They walked away and began to milk Slate and Razor.

Now it was time for Slick to get his bashing. Doc wasted no time and began to punch Slick's cock and balls relentlessly. He picked up a pipe and slammed it over and over again in his bulge. Slick's curved cock swung around like a boomerang. Doc stood behind and pulled of Slick's butt armor. Doc unzipped his pants and began to fuck Slick aggressively. Slick could only tighten his muscular cheeks but in the end Doc had him restrained. Doc gripped Slick's balls with each thrust. He squeezed them so that Slick would stop squirming around and take the ramming. Tub looked over and looked horny. After Doc came he tapped Tub.

"You deserve some tight superhero ass." Doc said.

Tub grinned and strapped on a jagged condom. He punched Slick repeatedly in the balls and then grabbed him from behind. Tub was more aggressive and the pounding began again. Tub rubbed his cock in the crack of Slick's butt. He grabbed his mouth shut and caressed his eight pack abs and he pounded the muscle pup. When he came it oozed down Slick's ass and dropped to the floor. Slick felt violated. His cock was still hard and Tub wasn't down. He twisted Slick's curved cock around and cracked it in the opposite direction.

"Yahhhhhhhhhhhhhj. My cockkkkkkkkkk" Slick yelled.

Tub ducked down and sent five upper cuts into Slick's manhood. In pain Slick moaned and passed out. His cock and balls were broken.

Battered, torn, and brutalized the four heroes were hog tied and suspended from the ceiling. Four long tubes from each of their cocks filled a giant jug. Doc held all four of their detached cod pieces and connected then on a rope. He posted a pic of the codpieces on Instagram to send a warning. All that could be heard in the chamber was the moans after each frequent orgasm. Slick was still knocked out from his cock snapping and could be heard whimpered with each force ejaculation. Doc sniffed the codpieces and walked away and told Claw to "finish then."

Slate looked up and around. He wriggled and wrestled but he couldn't budge. He looked at his team mates all trying to wrestle out of their clutches.

Claw went to each of them starting with Brick, he twisted and cracked his cock.


"Ahhhhhhh," Brick screamed.

He walked to Razor next and gripped his huge, thick veiny cock. Because it was so thick Claw had to bend it twice.


"Noooooooo," Razor screamed as his cock was bent.

Next was Slick who already had his cock broken. Claw was even more sinister and decided to crush Slick's balls as his final punishment. He took two bricks and squashed the muscle pups balls between the two bricks.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," Slick passed out from the agony.

Finally Claw came to Slate. The ring leader hero who Doc wanted to destroy. Claw took Slate's cock and snapped it in two places.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Slate screamed.

"The police," Tub screamed. Claw cut the ropes as each hog tied hero dropped to the floor. The villains ran out of the chamber and into the night. Doc got what he wanted to milk the heroes and break their centerpieces. He hoped the paramedics could fix their cocks so he could plan another night to torture them and snap their cocks again in the future.

Wednesday, October 18, 2017

How to Break a Super Hero - FINAL CHAPTER

Hi there everyone!

I am utterly amazed at the number of votes that were cast in my recent poll, and I'm so glad that so many of you wanted a voice in the final fate of Brick's behemoth and bountiful bull balls. The voting was neck-and-neck for weeks, but in the end, those who wanted to see Brick's balls die in a blaze of glory won the day by a significant margin -- 394 votes for death vs. 343 votes for survival.

So for those of you who wanted to see Brick's big balls die a spectacular death, please enjoy the story below. :)

However, for those of you who wanted Brick to live and fight and cum again another day, don't despair. I just now finished writing an alternative ending to the Brick Haus saga, and it will post next week. I figure I owed you guys for taking the time and effort to vote!

Now, without further ado, please enjoy Brick Haus' final chapter... 


How to break a Super Hero
Chapter 13 — Armageddon and Aftermath — Tragic Version

“WHAT?!?!” shouted nearly a dozen a voices at once, starting off a cacophony of arguing voices. 

“LISTEN TO ME!!” Brick bellowed, instantly silencing his concerned friends. “My dear friends, trust me, it’s the only way. Doc Evil and his minions have been torturing and beating my balls for more than nine months now, and my huge nuts have grown immeasurably stronger and more resilient as a result. I doubt that my burly balls would be strong enough to contain such a blast even at full health, let alone in their current wrecked and sorry state, but it’s the only hope we have. Quickly! We’re running out of time, and I need you to trust me!” 

After a few moments of stunned silence, the tall, winged form of Golden Eagle stepped forward and warmly clasped Brick’s shackled hand. “Well there you go again, you big lug,” Golden Eagle said affectionately, smiling down at his friend. “Playing the hero and offering to make the ultimate sacrifice. Well come on, you heard the man! We don’t have much time.” 

A lithe and lanky form reluctantly stepped forward, a handsome young blond man of average height and muscular if slender build who couldn’t have been any older than Brick himself. The young lad had a look of pure anguish on his handsome face, as if he was facing the worst choice of his life. The bound and naked hero smiled sadly and said, “Ah, my dear friend Phaser. I know that this is perhaps going to be hardest on you, but you need to do this for me. It’s the only chance that you all have of surviving these next few minutes, let alone saving the innocent people of New York.” 

“B-but Brick,” stammered the slender young lad. “Your huge balls will be immolated in the blast! You’ll DIE!!” 

“I know,” Brick said softly in response. “But what choice do we have? Besides, I think my big balls are just about finished anyway.” A wry smile turned up the corners of Brick’s utterly kissable lips. “At least this way, they get to go out in a blast of glory, and their sacrifice might actually mean something.” 

Phaser then began to sob, falling to his knees next to Brick’s bound and immobile form and clutching his shackled right hand. “But you don’t understand! I- I’ve never told you, because you’re so handsome and so famous, and I know you could never feel the same way for me. And I was always too scared that you’d hate me. But I- I… I love you!!” 

Brick gently gripped Phaser’s hands in his much larger one and smiled sadly but kindly at his friend. “I know, Phaser. I’ve known for a long time, and it’s never changed how much I’ve cared about you. I wanted to give you time to decide whether or not you wanted to tell me. I’m only sorry that I couldn’t give you those same feelings in return. But I want you to know that you are one of my closest, dearest, and most trusted friends. If that wasn’t the case, then I wouldn’t be able to lay this terrible request on you. But you must do this for me, Phaser. Please?” 

Phaser clutched Brick’s hand like a lifeline, tears streaming down his boyish cheeks, and finally nodded his head in the affirmative. “Yes,” his voice cracked, and then he spoke again in a firmer and steadier voice. “Yes, Brick, I will do this for you. You are the bravest man I know, and if we all are fated to die here anyway, then I want you to know that there is nowhere else I’d rather be than here at your side.” 

Brick fought back tears of his own as he gave Phaser’s hands one last squeeze, and then released him so that he could perform his task. Phaser walked over to the pedestal and, taking a steadying breath, placed his hands on either side of the deceptively innocuous-looking device. The bomb was surprisingly light, weighing only about 30 pounds, but Phaser carried it with exaggerated care as he lifted it off of its cradle and walked the dozen or so steps back to Brick’s side. He then focused his concentration on his hands and the bomb carried between them, and as the other super heroes watched, Phaser’s hands began to shimmer and turn nearly invisible, right along with the bomb itself. The young man’s eyes took on a bright, golden glow as well, the pupils and irises disappearing into the glowing light as he exerted his mutant power to phase his hands and the bomb into a temporary side dimension. 

The other heroes gathered around Brick’s side in a show of solidarity and support. Phaser slowly bent forward, bringing his deadly package closer and closer to Brick’s enormous, swollen, and deeply bruised bollocks. The muscular hero braced for renewed agony as the shimmering mirage of the bomb touched and then began to sick down inside of his huge balls, but there was surprisingly no pain at all, just an odd and not altogether unpleasant tingling sensation. 

Brick’s beefy balls were now so unbelievably rotund and enormous that they completely swallowed up both the bomb and Phaser’s out-of-phase hands with room to spare. Phaser’s Adam’s apple bobbed visibly in his throat as his hands passed through all of that dense and incredibly beefy testicular tissue, and part of him couldn’t help but mourn the fact that the first — and likely last — time he would ever be able to touch his stunningly gorgeous friend in this intimate manner would be to implant a nuclear bomb inside of his magnificent nuts. 

Phaser began to withdraw his hands, his eyes still glowing with a golden light. Even though his hands were nearly invisible, it was clear that they had left their deadly package behind. Phaser’s eyes slowly dimmed and returned to normal, just as his hands resumed their solid form and visibility. All eyes, however, were on Brick’s huge, sagging, and thoroughly wrecked bull nuts. 

Brick gritted his teeth and groaned in fresh pain as his huge bollocks began to grow and expand even larger still, the thick nut meat being displaced by the big bomb as it phased back into reality. Any other man’s balls, no matter how huge, would have been quickly torn apart by having such a large foreign object phased into reality inside of them, but Brick’s behemoth bollocks had proven time and time again that they were made from far sterner stuff than those of mortal, or even mutant, men, and they endured even this latest insult largely intact. The gigantic orbs swelled half again as large as they were before as the deadly bomb wedged itself deep in the very heart of Brick’s big balls, achieving even more insanely oversized dimensions, but the testes themselves endured. 

The handsome super hero took several long, steadying breaths as he adjusted to the terrific pain of having the large bomb buried deep inside his nut guts. He finally opened his stunning blue eyes and smiled weakly but warmly at the friends and companions surrounding him, taking strength from their loyalty and comradeship. 

“How much time is left?” Brick asked in an amazingly calm and steady voice. 

“Just under one minute,” Aurora replied, violet eyes shimmering with unshed tears. She grasped Brick’s bound left hand, while Phaser grabbed his right. Brick smiled at them both, his handsome face even more radiant than ever as he looked upon his closest friends with his heart full of love. The remaining companions gathered closer around, each placing their hand on some part of Brick’s exposed body — his muscular shin, his gargantuan thigh, the mighty swell of an enormous pectoral, the corrugated washboard of his abdomen, the swollen and muscular boulder of a shoulder — and with words unspoken, shared their great love and respect for one another. None of them would try to flee, none would seek to secure their own safety over that of their comrades. All would choose to stay by Brick’s side to the bitter end. 

Ten seconds. 











It was nearly impossible to describe the awesome scale of the planet-rending inferno that exploded inside of Brick’s mammoth bull nuts. Various video cameras throughout the auditorium caught the resulting cataclysm in epic slow motion, transmitting their images almost instantaneously to a large screen inside of Doc Evil and Behemoth’s escape rocket as it hurtled toward safety. The two villains watched with expectant glee as they played the scene at a vastly slowed down rate, so that they could savor every last millisecond of Brick’s bollocks’ spectacular destruction. 

A red, hellish glow appeared to ignite inside of the two spheres of deeply bruised nut meat, a dark red glow that grew larger and brighter, slowly expanding to engulf the entirety of both massive balls. As this light grew to a brighter cherry red, Brick’s two balls slowly began to expand, their thick and fibrous outer walls being pushed outward from all directions with the unimaginable incendiary force of the bomb’s explosion. The young hero’s magnificent bull balls, which had already swollen to nearly the size of a pair of basketballs from months of forced growth and the most recent hours of nut-shattering abuse, steadily swelled larger and larger and larger still, soon doubling their size and showing no signs of stopping. 

As Brick’s bollocks continued to inexorably swell, the fiery glow within the stud’s expanding nuts took on a brighter and brighter glow, the red slowly fading to be replaced by a golden-white light of pure fiery destruction. The blazing, white-hot inferno of the thermonuclear explosion made Brick’s huge nuts balloon to impossible dimensions as they swelled to three times their normal size, then FOUR TIMES, and kept right on expanding! Even Behemoth’s deep-set eyes, glued to the large screen in the escape rocket, grew wide as Brick’s ferociously tough bull nuts bloated even larger than they had during their brush with destruction under the Nymph’s deadly attentions…and continued to grow!! 

By the time Brick’s balls had grown to FIVE TIMES their original size, looking like a pair of blazingly incandescent, overinflated beach balls, the interiors of the young man’s exploding nuts were glowing with the fire and fury of a pair of miniature suns. Brick’s hideously overinflated scrotum began to tear in dozens of places, the incredibly supple and pliable skin pushed beyond even its extraordinary ability to stretch and expand. The shiny, grayish-white walls of the young hero’s two massive gonads became visible in dozens of places as his scrotum threatened to shred altogether and spill out his two rapidly swelling bollocks. Those thick and insanely tough outer walls, already horribly weakened by Behemoth’s ungentle attentions and cracked in dozens of places, were pushed far beyond any conceivable limits as they struggled to contain the epic blast. Those tiny hairline cracks had grown and expanded into crevasses and canyons, clearly visible through the expanding gaps and tears in Brick’s insanely overstretched scrotum and looking like jagged rivers of white-hot molten lava. At any instant, those cracked and damaged walls would fail, unleashing a mountain-leveling explosion onto all of metropolitan New York! 

All of these changes happened in a mere fraction of a second. But as Doc Evil and Behemoth watched in utter shock and surprise, the roiling inferno inside of Brick’s gargantuan bollocks slowly started to diminish. His ridiculously, obscenely bloated balls began to shrink once more, and the blinding glow of radioactive fury began to fade from golden white to cherry red, and eventually to the dark red of a glowing ember before extinguishing altogether. All of this occurred in just a handful of seconds, but to Brick, the bomb’s detonation must have felt like an eternity. 

Against all possible odds, Brick’s almighty man nuts had contained the thermonuclear blast, saving the lives of his super hero friends and sparing the entire city of New York!!! But at what cost? 

As both heroes and villains watched in undisguised awe, an utterly exhausted and spent Brick Haus sagged against his restraints. A few wisps of sickly, yellowish-green smoke issued from the gaping piss slit of his monstrous cock, the only visible evidence that a nuclear bomb had just exploded inside of his herculean stud balls. And then Brick’s magnificent bull cock, that monument to manhood which had finally reached the record-shattering length of 24 mind-blowing inches, that titanic torpedo of man meat that had remained rock solid and diamond hard for almost the entirety of his nine-month captivity, began to slowly wilt. The colossal whale cock resembled a deflating dirigible as it began to lose its steely hardness and gut-busting size, slowly shrinking and collapsing. It was a tragic and terrible sight, for Brick’s behemoth boner was dying, never to rise again. 

Brick’s gigantic cock fell with stately and ponderous slowness, collapsing bit by bit as it steadily lost inches in both length and girth. It took nearly a full minute for the hunky hero’s last and final boner to die, ultimately draping itself gently over the remains of his gargantuan balls, resembling a flag draped over a coffin. Yet even in its fully flaccid state, Brick’s cock was magnificent, a beefy, puffy, distended tube of succulent man flesh that still measured at least 16 inches in length, perhaps even more. At the beginning of his captivity, Brick’s flaccid mule dick had measured an awesome 12 inches in length, but all of the villains’ cruel attentions had made the hero’s mighty member grow as well, adding at least 4 or 5 inches to even its limp state. But not that that mattered anymore… 

A sob escaped Phaser’s lips at he gazed upon the ruin of the most magnificent and spectacular manhood to ever grace man or mutant. He reached out with one quivering hand to cup the underside of Brick’s mammoth right bollock and found the orb to be unnaturally hot from the explosion’s aftermath. He lifted up his second hand to cup that gargantuan ball, gently cradling his friend’s humongous orb in his hands. Phaser didn’t know what to expect — would Brick’s mighty bollock be liquified? Would it be carbonized, reduced to a burnt out husk that crumbled to ash at the merest touch? The slender young super hero definitely did NOT expect Brick’s huge nut to still be so astoundingly HEAVY, and for a few fleeting moments, the great heat and weight of the colossal cajone made Phaser think that the titanic testicle might somehow still be alive! 

But even as Phaser tenderly cradled that giant nard in his hands, he both felt and heard the tortured and heavily damaged outer wall of that massive nut begin to crack. The sharp crackling sounds sounded almost like gun blasts, or the cracking of a sheet of ice on a river during an early spring thaw. Phaser’s eyes shot open wide with shock and horror as the humongous bollock shook and quivered in his hands…and then began to crumble!  

“NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!” Phaser screamed in horror as the insanely tough and powerful walls of that titanic testicle finally gave up the fight and disintegrated. A gigantic gush of scrambled ball guts washed over the young man’s hands, pouring out of the dozens of tears in the stud’s tattered scrotum like some sort of hideous, fleshy sieve. Chunks of meat, stringy tendrils of testicular flesh, and clotted globs of cooked and ruined raw sperm gushed forth in a deluge of shattered manhood. Steam poured off of the chunky, liquified nut guts as they poured wetly and loudly onto the auditorium floor, scalding Phaser’s cradling hands, but the young man was too distraught and horrified to notice, so focused was he on the slagged and shattered ball of his best friend pouring through his fingers. 

Gasps and sobs could be heard escaping from the lips of the other super heroes as they stood in mute witness over the death of Brick Haus’ extraordinary manhood. Their mighty friend had been indestructible, and thus their shock was profound was they watched his herculean right nut disintegrate into an enormous, steaming pile of radioactive slag on the floor. 

Moments after the death of its brother, Brick’s mammoth left nut, hanging low and heavy in its tattered sac, began to crack as well. Visible cracks and fissures spread all across the vast expanse of the super stud’s last remaining bollock, growing and spreading with frightening speed. The mighty gonad quivered for a few final moments…and then exploded in one titanic burst. Brick’s ruined sac tore wide open, dumping the entirety of the muscle stud’s shattered left nut onto the uncaring floor in one huge, cataclysmic SPLAT!!! of destroyed nut guts. 

A sobbing Phaser fell to the floor, and as his knees plunged into the squishy mess of Brick’s pulped nuts, they made a sound like a Wellington boot squelching into two feet of thick mud. The other super heroes gathered around their fallen comrade and hung their heads in mourning as well, for Brick Haus, the mightiest super hero who had ever lived, had been finally and permanently defeated. 

A nearly unconscious Brick lifted up his breathtakingly handsome head, his beautiful blue eyes held open by sheer willpower alone, and croaked out in a deep and husky voice, “New York…safe?”

Aurora, still clutching one of Brick’s massive, meaty hands, choked back her tears and said, “Yes, Brick! You saved New York City and half of the Eastern Seaboard!”

A wan, exhausted smile spread across Brick’s beautiful lips as he said, “Good. Glad…to have been…of service.”

The fallen muscle man then mustered the remainder of his strength and addressed his friends. “Doc Evil… has harvested… untold gallons… of my super sperm… He’s… going to use it… to increase the powers… of all of his mutant followers… Already did it… to Behemoth… Also going to use it… to father a new generation… of super mutants. You must… STOP him!” 

“We will, Brick!” said Golden Eagle. “We promise you that we will foil his plans!” 

“Fear… you’re already… too late, my friend… What you must do… is collect… all of my sperm… in this room…” Brick weakly nodded his handsome head toward the final fruits of his awesome genetic legacy, festooned all over the vast auditorium. “Try to duplicate Doc Evil’s experiments… Use my seed… to increase your own powers… Perhaps father… a new generation… of super mutants… as well… It is… our only hope…” 

Brick’s beautiful blue eyes fluttered closed and his head slumped against his chest, the effort of speaking exhausting his final reserves of strength. 

“Brick!! Brick!!” shouted a distraught and sobbing Phaser. “Don’t go!! We need you!! I need you!!!” 

The magnificent, gorgeous, castrated hero lifted his head with the greatest of effort, slowly opening his eyes to look first at Phaser and then at the rest of his friends, and a slow, gentle smile spread across his heart-rendingly handsome face. “I love you all… and I will miss you… Remember me fondly… and never give up… in the fight… against… evil…” 

With that, Brick’s blue eyes closed for a final time. His mighty heart gave a few more slow, powerful, ponderous beats…and then was still. 

The deathly stunned silence that followed seemed to last an eternity, but eventually the other super heroes shook off their deep sadness and went to work, gathering up the gallons upon gallons of prime hero spunk spewed all across the room. It took several hours to collect these last vestiges of Brick’s once unparalleled virility, but once they were done, they had an enormous collection of hyper virile stud seed to take back to their headquarters for study and experimentation. 

Young Phaser was unable to help in this process, for he was utterly paralyzed with despair, huge sobs racking his lithe young body as he clutched desperately to Brick’s limp hand. Once the deceased hero’s sperm had been collected and the other heroes were ready to leave, they gently pulled Phaser away from Brick’s body. They would come back for Brick’s mighty and magnificent form in a short while, but knew that they had to rush his seed back to their laboratory right away. They gently led an emotionally wrecked Phaser from the room and started the sad journey back home. 


A short time after the super heroes left the scene of Brick’s greatest sacrifice, another figure appeared at the top of the auditorium steps. The mysterious figure was concealed by gossamer thin silks from head to toe, obscuring her features but hinting at the extraordinarily beautiful and curvaceous form barely hidden beneath the flimsy garments. 

The tall, feminine form slowly descended the steps, her movements as graceful and stately as a dream. She came to stand before the still and lifeless form of the fallen super hero, and she gazed upon his stunningly handsome and overwhelmingly masculine form for a long while. No one could say for sure what thoughts were passing through the mysterious woman’s head, but one could almost detect a hint of sadness and regret in the cast of her shoulders as she gazed upon the ruin of the most magnificent male that had ever lived. 

Her attention finally turned to the huge slag heap of cooling nut meat lying in a big mound on the floor, the utterly wrecked and ruined remains of Brick’s once-proud bollocks. Her eldritch powers searched through that pile of shredded flesh, cooked meat, and clotted and congealed sperm for some tiny spark of life, and she soon began to despair of finding anything. But just before she was about to give up, she caught something, the tiniest flicker of life, a tiny speck of vibrant vitality. Using the vast powers of her mind, the cloaked figure parted the muck of ruined nut flesh and levitated a single sperm cell out of the quagmire. 

This lone sperm cell was the sole survivor of the apocalyptic thermonuclear explosion that had obliterated Brick’s almighty man nuts, and slain the billions upon billions of other stupendously powerful sperm cells that had been swimming around in the vast bulk of the hero’s twin cum tanks. This single cell was the mightiest and hardiest sperm cell of them all, the most powerful sperm cell ever produced by Brick’s magnificent loins, even more powerful than the final loads hammered out of the young man’s big and bountiful balls by Behemoth earlier that same day. 

In short, it was the most perfect and powerful sperm cell ever conceived, full of almost inconceivably mighty and extraordinary genetic potential. 

One corner of the mysterious woman’s half-concealed mouth turned upward in a sardonic grin — she had found what she was searching for. The tiny, nearly invisible sperm cell levitated toward the waiting woman, who parted her silks to reveal the most shapely set of feminine legs imaginable, as well as the treasure trove of her own magnificent sex. Her nether lips parted to accept the tiny spark of life into her own loins, a spark that traveled deep into her womb to plant itself firmly into an awaiting egg. 

The woman’s smile grew larger still as she felt that tiny spark of life quicken, Brick’s final and most magnificent sperm cell impregnating her equally magnificent egg, and conceiving a new life in her belly. The very first child that the immortal mutant had chosen to conceive in her countless millennia of life. 

A boy child who stood to inherit the extraordinary gifts of both of its mighty parents. 

But would this child grow up to be a beacon of goodness, or an instrument of evil. Only time would tell…

Thursday, October 12, 2017

How to Break a Super Hero - Chapter 12

Hello there gang!

This is actually the penultimate chapter in the Brick Haus saga -- one more chapter will follow after this weekend. Well, truth be told, TWO versions of the final chapter will be posted next week. Due to the sheer VOLUME of votes on my recent poll, it didn't feel right to not give you guys BOTH of the endings that you've been wanting to read. One ending is already finished and ready to publish (I just finished it this morning), while the other version still needs to be written.

In the meantime, please enjoy this chapter...and what might be Brick's final moments as an intact male! :D


How to break a Super Hero
Chapter 12 — Rescue?

Brick felt his massive balls compacting into even thinner patties of tortured nut meat, and he knew that the ignominious end to his mighty manhood had finally come. His massive bollocks were already collapsing under the hideous pressure, the thick shells of his massive man eggs already cracked and broken in hundreds of places, the incredibly dense meat rending and tearing under the godawful strain. His magnificent balls, the source of his legendary strength and manliness, were nearly dead already — they just didn’t know it yet. 

Suddenly, a klaxon began to sound in the big auditorium, a clarion call of alarm that could be heard echoing elsewhere throughout the big university complex. The piercingly loud alarm caused the crowd of villains to jump up in confusion and fear, and even Behemoth was stunned into momentary immobility, his palms still pressed a fraction of an inch away from each other and compressing the young hero’s flattened balls with unspeakable force. But the titanic brute quickly shook off his surprise, locking eyes with the frightened and confused Brick as an evil smile played across his ruggedly handsome features. Behemoth flexed his gargantuan guns one last time and prepared to slam his palms together, forever ending Brick’s future as an intact male. 

Suddenly Doc Evil’s loud voice cut through the chaos and commotion as he shouted, “Calm down, everyone! We’ve all prepared for this eventuality, as we knew our university could be discovered at any time. That’s why I’ve drilled our escape plan into you so many times. Could someone please shut off that blasted alarm! Thank you. Now everyone please gather your belongings and calmly exit the back of the auditorium in an orderly fashion. The escape rockets are located in the hangar beneath the building. Head there immediately! Everyone needs to vacate the university within the next 10 minutes, and we can regroup at our predetermined rendezvous locations. Understood? Good! Let’s move people!” 

The command issued, the student villains quickly gathered their books and bags and started rapidly filing out the back doors. The sound of other students, faculty, and employees hurrying in the hallways could be heard over the low roar inside the classroom. Within just a couple of minutes, the entire auditorium was virtually empty. Empty, that is, except for Doc Evil, Behemoth, and the captive Brick Haus. 

Doc Evil stepped over to the towering mountain that was Behemoth and said, “My sensors show that the rest of the League of Super Heroes has arrived. I don’t know how, but they’ve somehow found this hidden redoubt, and their timing is highly annoying. But no matter. We’ve gotten all that we needed from our handsome young hero here, and once we’ve regrouped at our new location, we’ll be more powerful than ever!” 

“What do you mean?!” barked Behemoth in his extraordinarily deep voice, anger clear on his ruggedly and exaggeratedly handsome features. “All of those canisters of Brick’s super spunk — they’re here in cryo storage in the basement vaults! If we flee now, then we’re leaving it all behind!” 

“Fear not, my massive young friend,” Doc Evil calmly replied with a knowing smile on his face. “I’m always prepared for any eventuality. I have been secretly shipping entire truckloads of Brick’s powerful seed to my hidden mountain laboratory almost since the school year began. All of that vast supply of the stud’s hero spunk — save for what you’ve collected in these additional 16 canisters, and the ridiculous amount of spunk that this mutant of pure sex has spewed all over my lovely auditorium — is already safely tucked away. We have everything we need to create a new master race of super mutants!” 

“But what about HIM?” Behemoth asked, gesturing at the bound and captive super hero, the young man who’s balls were still being squashed nearly as flat as pancakes in the giant’s massive hands. “I can’t risk having him produce even one more load of his mighty bull sperm. His balls MUST die! I’m gonna end this little stud’s family tree right here and now!!” The humongous mutant once again flexed his gargantuan arms in preparation for pulverizing Brick’s trapped testicles into useless mush. 

“Wait, wait, wait, my impatient friend!” Doc Evil replied with a wicked smile. “I agree with you! Brick Haus must not be allowed to remain alive, or at least not with his prize-winning bull balls intact. That’s why I’ve set a little trap for our hero’s friends. But it’s a trap that requires Brick remain alive and whole, at least for the moment. He’s the bait I’m using for my trap, and if he’s not around to be rescued, then the trap is ruined.” 

“And what of all of this spilled seed? There’s HUNDREDS of gallons of the sticky, gloopy stuff painting the whole back end of this auditorium! How do we make sure that the stud’s chunky goo doesn’t fall into someone else’s hands?!” 

“Trust me, Behemoth; I’ve got that covered as well.”

Doc Evil ushered Behemoth off to the side, forcing the giant to release Brick’s utterly mauled and mangled bollocks in the process. The basketball-sized spheres of ball meat fell heavily to the table with a wet and beefy SMACK!, the massive nuts quivering like they were filled with jellied goo… which was very nearly the case! Amazingly, however, despite the unbelievably heavy damage they’d just suffered, both mighty nuggets of man flesh were still separate and whole, though judging by their gelatinous quivering and overall battered appearance, it was clear that their continued survival had been a very close call indeed. 

The evil doctor then stood before the captive Brick Haus and locked eyes with the terrified but defiant young man, smiling condescendingly down at the unspeakably handsome lad. “I’m afraid this is where we part ways, my gorgeous super hero. I have no further use for you, and your friends will be here in just a few minutes, so I must take my leave. But I don’t want to leave you completely alone…” 

Doc Evil pushed a red button on a remote control device he fished out of one of his pockets, and the large desk in the center of the auditorium floor split down the middle and began to pull apart, revealing a trap door in the floor. Gallons and gallons of thick and gloopy nut butter began to wetly pour into the hidden vault below, even as a tall metal platform began to rise out of the floor. Atop the platform was an odd device made of metal and glass and wires, a complex-looking and roughly cylindrical contraption that measured perhaps a foot long by six inches in diameter. Brick’s beautiful blue eyes flew open wide when he realized that the device actually was. 

“Ah yes, I see that you recognize my little toy here. It is indeed a thermonuclear bomb, though one that is many orders of magnitude more powerful than anything yet developed by any of the world’s super powers. This little baby could flatten everything within a 50-mile radius, and create a cloud of radiation that would blanket an even more vast swath of land for decades to come.” 

“You probably don’t realize this, seeing as though you haven’t been outside of this auditorium and adjacent laboratory in more than nine months, by this university for the gifted is hidden in plain sight, right in the middle of New York City! There are therefore more than 20 million people within the immediate blast radius of this bomb, and many millions more across the East Coast who would be in the path of the subsequent deadly radiation cloud. I wanted you to know that, in these last few minutes you have left to your life. Millions of innocent lives are about to be snuffed out in a fiery hell of devastation, as well as the lives of you and the other members of your precious League of Super Heroes.” 

With that, Doc Evil pressed a second red button, and a digital display suddenly lit up on the device and started counting down from 15 minutes. 

“Goodbye, Brick Haus. It has been a distinct pleasure to witness you being brought so low. Behemoth, please gather those canisters — we must be going.” 

Doc Evil turned and started to head toward the auditorium steps, but Behemoth did not immediately make a move to follow him. Instead, he loomed over Brick once more, sneered down at the defeated hero, and said, “Here’s something to remember me by, stud!” 

Behemoth then cocked back his gargantuan right arm, made an enormous fist, and sent his titanic cannon of an arm careening downward directly into Brick’s swollen and unprotected balls. For the first time ever, the colossal muscle beast held nothing back, using every ounce of his freakishly super human strength to clobber and utterly squash the young man’s already deeply wounded and horribly battered bollocks. The devastating force behind that single blow was unlike anything that Brick had experienced before, and the entire building shook on its foundations as the shockwaves from the annihilating punch reverberated through the very bedrock beneath the floor. 

The effect on the handsome young muscle stud was immediate and spectacular. Brick’s entire, beyond-massively-muscular body tensed like it was just one gigantic muscle, and his powerful jaw dropped open in a silent scream of unimaginable agony. His titanic testicles were instantly crushed so flat that they seemed to disappear entirely beneath the massive club of Behemoth’s fist. Doc Evil thought at first that the gigantic mutant had finally obliterated Brick’s beautiful nuts with this final punch, and he feared that Behemoth had ruined the evil scientist’s plans to trap and slay the entire League of Super Heroes. The evil professor then suddenly realized with a start that Brick’s enormous testicles were indeed still present, but had simply been imbedded INTO the metal slab below! The force of Behemoth’s monumental punch had been so great that it had actually buried the young man’s tortured nuts several INCHES into the steel block! The theoretically unbreakable and indestructible alloy had actually bent and twisted and distorted under the tremendous blow, creating a shallow cavity that now cradled the remains of Brick’s crushed and pulverized nuts!  

Behemoth wasn’t nearly done with Brick’s shattered nuts, however. The massive brute began to twist his enormous fist into the squishy flattened mass of the young stud’s wrecked balls. Behemoth really ground his knuckles into all of that dense nut meat, twisting his huge fist like he was crushing an oversized bug beneath beneath a heavy heel. And judging from the wet and sickening scrunching and squelching sounds coming from those tortured and distorted bull nuts, the giant mutant was clearly succeeding. 

Brick finally found his voice, and the staggeringly handsome young muscle man began to screech in animal agony. His magnificent young body began to thrash against his restraints like he was having the most violent of convulsions, and Doc Evil was utterly shocked to see the thick metal encasing the young man’s wrists and ankles actually twist and distort slightly with the extraordinary strength of the super hero’s bloated muscles. The evil scientist realized that he needed to redefine words like ‘unbreakable’ and ‘impervious’, now that mutants as powerful as Behemoth and Brick Haus walked the earth. 

As Behemoth continued to steadily grind Brick’s big, bountiful balls into paste, the young man’s magnificent mega schlong hit orgasm one final time. Ferociously powerful contractions rocked the gigantic cock, making the proud organ swell and bloat with each massive pulse. The big piss slit at the tip of the young man’s fist-sized glans gaped open, ready to unleash a massive pulse of sperm…only nothing came out! No lush pulse of thick and chunky jizz jetted out under super human force! Not even a single diluted trickle of milky white fluids oozed forth! Brick’s formerly hyper virile balls were totally bone dry, utterly emptied by the recent attentions they’d received from Behemoth’s crushing hands, every last sperm literally squeezed right out of them. And now, judging from the even louder and ever more disturbing crunching and cracking and popping sounds issuing from beneath Behemoth’s grinding fist, it appeared that those magnificent gonads were being ground into permanent sterility as well!! 

“Behemoth!!” Doc Evil shouted, clearly annoyed with the massive mutant. “We have no time for these games! We must leave RIGHT NOW!!” 

“Oh, all right,” muttered the colossal muscle beast. He then leaned forward, bringing himself nearly face to face with the sobbing and babbling young muscle bull, and in the process forcing more and more of his titanic weight onto the huge fist buried deep into the very heart of Brick’s broken balls. “So long, little dude! It would have been great fun to feel your huge balls burst in my hands like a pair of grapes, but I guess that’s not meant to be. Instead, I’ll have to settle for grinding them into little chunks beneath this fist. Thank you again for the pleasure of mangling your nuts for nine months, and for the gifts of your super mutant strength, power, and virility. I’m only sorry that I can’t stay to watch you die!” 

With that, Behemoth pushed himself upright and drew his fist out of the young man’s pulped balls. Brick’s huge nuts remained disturbingly flat, only very slowly plumping back to something vaguely approaching their normal size and shape. There were still two distinct shapes encased within the lad’s massive, bruised, and abraded scrotum, but they no longer resembled the oblong spheres of muscular power and might that they had been even a short hour before. Behemoth sneered down at Brick’s wrecked and ruined manhood, then turned on his heel and began to gather up the waiting canisters of the hero’s pilfered fluids. Behemoth clutched the eight loose canisters under one massive arm, then used his free hand to lift the ENTIRE suction device, with the remaining eight canisters still attached, under his other arm. The massive piece of equipment must have weighed close to a ton, but Behemoth clutched it to his side like he was holding nothing heavier than a big football. 

An exasperated Doc Evil rolled his eyes and began working his way quickly up the auditorium steps, the massive form of Behemoth right on his heels. Neither of them so much as looked back as they exited the room, not sparing even a parting glance at the gorgeous young super hero who remained bound to the metal slab. The two villains instead hurried toward one of the escape jets that would whisk them off to safety, already forgetting the handsome hero and thinking only of their next evil and nefarious plans. 

Brick was left utterly alone in the big, cavernous room, with the only sound being his own shuddering breathing and choked back sobs of anguish. The pain in his ruptured balls was a fiery hell, and his nuts throbbed so hard in inhuman agony that he would have sworn that they must have been visibly pulsating in time to his thundering heartbeat. His massive nuts had continued to plump back up even after the villains had left the room, and were now almost back to their egg-like shapes. But the young super hero could tell that the nuts themselves were so heavily damaged and battered that even HIS mighty powers of healing might not be enough to restore them to full health. Behemoth’s final act of hatred and contempt may have finally unmanned the handsome stud, and he could only sob silently as the fantastic sense of loss he now felt. 

Perversely, Brick’s bloated bull cock remained as hard as ever, as if to mock the young man’s extraordinary loss. If anything, the monumental column of impossibly thick man meat looked even bigger than ever! A quiet corner of the young man’s pain-wracked mind found it ironic that his colossal cock had once again broken all previous records for length and girth, only there was no one here to measure it before it was consumed in a massive inferno of destruction. 

Brick gazed at the thermonuclear bomb resting so innocuously on the nearby metal pedestal, and wished there was some way he could warn the unsuspecting citizens in the surrounding city, some way to save them from their impending doom. His life as an alpha male muscle bull might be over, but he still wished desperately that he could save the lives of the millions of people currently standing within the detonation zone of the bomb. 

After a seeming eternity of quiet, lonely anguish, Brick could hear other voices in the hallways outside, familiar voices calling out his name. He shouted in return, “I’m in here!!”, and felt a momentary sense of joy and relief as he saw more than a dozen of his closest friends and allies pour into the auditorium. But that joy was fleeting as he realized what dire danger they were all facing. 

The look of surprise and horror on their collective faces spoke volumes, and Brick didn’t need to look down at his own heavily mangled cock and ruined bollocks to know the source of their shock and terror. Aurora was the first to find her voice and speak, saying, “Brick, we’ve been so worried about you all of these months! We’ve been searching desperately for you all this time, but couldn’t located a single clue to where you’d been taken. It wasn’t until we got an anonymous tip today, from someone claiming to be ‘The Mouse’, that we finally knew where to go. We all flew here as quickly as we could!” 

“Thank you,” replied a weary and careworn Brick. “But unfortunately there’s no time for reunions or celebrations. The device sitting on that pedestal over there is a massive thermonuclear bomb, and it’s set to go off in less than 5 minutes. I’ve used my x-ray vision on the bomb, and I can tell you that there’s no way of tampering with or defusing the device without setting it off early. There’s also no time to warn the city above, and not even time for all of you to evacuate. Doc Evil has sprung his vile trap, and now you’re all destined to die here with me.” 

A look of worry and fear passed over the eyes of all of the brave super heroes present, but Brick continued. “We only have one chance, one hope of saving the lives of countless millions of unsuspecting, innocent people.” 

“Phaser,” Brick said, locking eyes with a handsome and slender young lad. “I need you to use your mutant ability to phase items in and out of reality, and I need you to phase that thermonuclear bomb.” 

“Into my nuts.”