The Wringer

The Wringer

Based on an original story by Justin Cumberland

This story is decidedly more brutal than the others I've already posted, and frankly impossible, but that's what makes fiction and fantasy so much fun, right? :) The ending of this story has also been heavily altered from the original, as I found I enjoyed Jakey far too much to ruin his big, beautiful balls.



Jakey gets his nuts crushed in Gran's old wringer. 

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The four of us cousins all have blond hair and blue eyes – all except for Jake, whose eyes are a brilliant green. And that's not the only difference between us and our younger cousin...

In those glorious days of summer, we always run around wild on Gran and Pop’s farm, each of us in a pair of faded overalls and barefoot, and with nothing else on. With our granddad being drunk all the time, we get up to anything we like and have plenty of land to kick around on. 

We're all 19 or 20 years old, except for Jakey, who is barely 18, though you’d never know it to look at him. All the men in our family are built big – we’re all over 6 feet tall, with big frames and a tendency to be extraordinarily thick and muscular. Tom, Brad, and I are all typical strapping young lads for our family, built big and strong with bodies that men 10 years our senior would envy. We are all star athletes at our high school – Tom in baseball, Brad in wrestling, and me in football. We three are the biggest, handsomest jocks on campus…but I have to admit that we pale in comparison to Jakey. 

Jake is a massive man even by the standards of our family. The young stud has always been a big boy, and even though he's a year or two younger than the rest of us, he's always been taller, bigger, and stronger. The previous summer, when Jakey was just barely 17, he was already over 6 feet tall and at least 240 pounds of pure muscle. Now, the kid is 6’4” tall and built like a brick shithouse. At 18, Jake already has the kind of body that professional bodybuilders would kill for, thick with farm-hardened muscle but without an ounce of fat, massive and lean at the same time. The kid must now weigh close to 280 pounds, and since he is only barely 18 years old, he is still growing! 

Like the rest of us, Jakey is very handsome, with the kind of square-jawed good looks that made you think of comic book superheroes. Jakey’s face is still caught in that magical transition from boy to man, but you could already see just how devastatingly handsome he will be as he gets older. He also has the prettiest green eyes, prettier than any girl’s eyes I’d ever seen, with long blond eyelashes that keep his face from being too overwhelmingly masculine. 

The butt of our games, no matter how we worked it, has always been poor Jakey. The thing with Jakey was that he’s slow. Dim witted. Some would even say retarded. When Jakey’s mom was pregnant, she got kicked in the belly by a horse, and they say that that’s what caused Jakey to be born dumb. They also say that the kick from a horse is how come Jakey was born with certain other gifts, but I’ll get to those in a minute. 

Jake didn’t go to school with the rest of us, as he had never progressed beyond the second grade level. He lived with his mom for most of the year, and she home schooled him. But like the rest of us boys, he came to stay with Gran and Pops for the summer. 

Jakey is a really sweet kid, a true gentle giant, naïve and trusting and innocent…which makes playing tricks on him that much more fun. 

Our other family “secret” (not much of a secret, though, considering how much pussy my cousins and I get) is that all four of us are also enormously endowed, a feature that has apparently always run strong among the men in our family. Tom, Brad, and I had been comparing boners since we were boys, and each of us sports a massive schlong that is every bit of 12 inches long when fully hard, and supported by a pair of massive bull balls each easily the size of a big, ripe lemon. We are all freakin’ made to be porn stars, I tell you. 

But Jakey’s massive block and tackle puts the rest of us to shame. Jake’s cock is a monstrous 13 inches long when completely flaccid, longer than our massive cocks when they're hard, and thicker than a beer can for its entire awesome length. None of us had ever seen Jake’s cock hard, but we were sure it broke all world records for length, girth, and sheer mass. Hanging below that mammoth cock were a pair of gonads that could truly be called bull balls, for they were every bit as huge, heavy, and low hanging as the balls on a stud bull. Each of Jakey’s huge nuts was easily as big as a grapefruit, possibly even bigger, and hung incredibly low in their silky scrotum. Even though the big, dim-witted stud had never had the opportunity to use his giant cock on a girl – or had even discovered yet how to play with himself, as far as we knew – we were all more than a little bit jealous of the awesome size of Jakey’s genitals. After our previous summer on the farm, Tom, Brad, and I decided to have our revenge on the horse-cocked and bull-balled freak once we were all back on the farm again. 

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‘We’ll race across the dam,’ Tom said, ‘and whoever loses gets his nuts through the wringer.’ 

We grinned at each other, Tom, Brad, and I, as we’d planned this all out for months. 

Jakey frowned. ‘What’s the wringer?’ he said. 

‘Gran’s old clothes wringer, stupid. Out on the back porch.’ 

Jakey was by far the strongest of us, but there was no way he could beat us in a swim across the dam, as he barely knew how to dog paddle. We stripped off our overalls and dived in the lake before Jakey even realized it was time to undress, and we quickly swam out into the big lake to give ourselves as much of a lead as possible. I could hear the big splash as Jake jumped in the water behind us, nearly half a minute behind our lead. Tom, Brad, and I were all strong swimmers and confident that we could out swim the uncoordinated Jake, but the big dumb kid had a tremendous amount of power in those muscular arms and legs of his, and we could hear him gradually start to overtake us! We really poured on the speed then, determined that Jakey would lose this particular race. 

The poor kid! He didn’t really stand a chance against us, though he put up one heck of a fight. He came out of the water just a few seconds after us. As his body emerged from the water, I was once again amazed by Jakey’s masculine beauty. There was hardly a hair on his body, allowing each of his big, bulging muscles to stand out in deep relief, with the water dripping off of his tanned and perfectly unblemished skin. Jakey had gained at LEAST 40 pounds of muscle during the past year, and his frame was large enough to carry a lot more. I had no doubt that Jakey would break the 300 pound barrier this year, and I wondered just how big our huge muscle stud of a cousin could get. 

My eyes hungrily traveled down the enormous muscular expanse of Jakey's rock solid body, and locked onto his naked and dripping groin. My eyes all but bugged out of my head at what I saw, for Jakey's obscenely oversized junk had grown even more monstrous during the past year. His humongous cock hung down like some big rudder on a sailboat, a massive tube of man steak that hung down, heavy and huge, like some third leg. Jakey’s enormous bull balls hung huge, heavy, and bloated underneath that massive trouser snake, two gargantuan nuts that put even Granddad’s stud bull to shame. Each of his meaty balls was a massive oblong orb of dense and heavy man flesh encased in a silky, dangling pouch that stretched several inches from his crotch. Jakey’s big scrotum appeared to almost visibly strain to contain such enormous and weighty contents. The big, baggy nutsac was coated in a dusting of pale and very fine hairs that looked to be only slightly coarser than the soft blond hair on Jakey’s head. 

Oh yes, we definitely needed to destroy Jakey's overblown masculinity. 

Jakey’s beautiful green eyes were filled with hurt innocence as he stood there dejectedly on the shore, dripping wet and with his huge feet in the mud. 

‘Oh well, Jakey, looks like it’s you,’ Tom said. 

‘Not again,’ sighed a defeated Jake. Jakey always took his punishment like a man, but he had no idea what was in store for him that day, though the rest of us certainly knew. 

‘We’ll need a wrench,’ Brad said, and ran into the shed to retrieve the big, heavy iron wrench that Granddad used to fix the plumbing. We all thought that it would be appropriate to use this big wrench as part of our plan to “fix” our big-balled cousin. 

The rest of us waited in the shade of the porch while Brad got the wrench. Jakey sat naked on the splintered boards with his knees drawn up to his massive chest, his huge junk jutting out between his feet and resting heavily on the sun-bleached wood. God damn, but Jakey was hung! 

I glanced over at the woodpile stacked against the side of the house, just a few feet away from the wringer, and I could see the tiny red light of the camcorder that we had hidden there. The camera was trained on the wringer, and would be recording every moment of Jakey's torture and unmanning. 

I then looked over at the clothes wringer on the porch, and smiled to myself. If you’ve never seen a wringer, it’s like a large metal pot the size of a washing machine with a couple of steel rollers sitting next to each other on the top. It’s used for wringing the water out of clothes. There’s a little gap between the rollers, though it isn’t much of a one, usually. Gran’s wringer was one of those old style jobs, heavy and industrial looking, with thick steel rollers and a heavy crank. The big wringer was scratched and dented and even a bit rusty in a few places, but it was definitely still functional – Gran used it every week to wring out the water from the washing before hanging it out on a line to dry. 

Brad came back with the wrench, and we all began to man handle the scared but unresisting Jakey into place. I don’t think he’d ever had a hard on before that day, little Jakey, but when we lifted him up on top of the wringer and he felt the cool steel rollers under his big, muscular arse and our hands all over him, he started to get good and hard. As the rest of us watched in stunned delight, Jakey's humongous cock ballooned and inflated and bloated into the most massive cock any of us had ever seen, even on the horses and bulls on the farm! 

‘That’s a mighty impressive piece you’ve got there, Jakey,’ Tom said. He tousled Jakey’s hair and nodded towards his big boner. 

Impressive was an understatement, for Jakey’s rock hard member was the biggest cock any of us had ever seen, and we each had monster cocks ourselves. Jakey’s cock was a mighty cannon that made even our huge pricks look small in comparison. The young stud’s huge horse cock measured an unbelievable 16 ½ inches in length, and was matched in its awesome length by its stupendous girth. Jakey’s huge cock was easily as thick as the business end of a baseball bat, and was very nearly as long, and I would bet money that he had the biggest cock in the world. Thick veins ran up and down the colossal length of Jake’s huge cock, and a thick foreskin was pulled partway back over the massive flaring knob of his cock head. The massive, oversized tool jutted proudly skyward, which was truly impressive -- considering the unbelievable weight of a cock that huge, the muscles and ligaments at the base of Jakey's cock must be extraordinarily powerful to crank that huge cock upright. If I live to be 100, I know I’ll never again see a cock as massive or as beautiful as the one possessed by my cousin Jake. 

‘Pity he won’t ever get to use it,’ Brad whispered in my ear. 

I laughed. 

‘Oh man, is this gonna hurt?’ 

‘It’ll hurt a little bit,’ Brad lied. 

‘Pull his nuts down,’ Tom said to me, patting Jakey on his wide and muscular back to reassure the young and unsuspecting stud. 

I reached over and grabbed hold of Jakey’s gigantic nuts, wrapping my hand around the base of those massive nuggies and marveling at their titanic size. Jakey's balls were like something out of legend, their colossal size surpassing anything that I could imagine. I pulled down firmly on those huge gonads, stretching them downwards in his loose and floppy sack. I had wrapped my hand around the neck of Jake’s scrotum just above the base of his balls, as I knew that even my big hand wasn’t nearly big enough to fully grip the huge orbs themselves. Still, I could feel their great weight and density as I grasped as much of that bulging nut meat in my clenching hand as I could, and was amazed by how solid and heavy they felt, even more so than I was expecting. Jakey's massive nuts felt like they were two solid rocks in his silky bag... but I knew that even the toughest rocks would be reduced to gravel by the wringer. 

I was also surprised at the amount of heat coming off of those big bruisers, and I swear that I could feel the power of Jakey’s awesome masculinity actually throbbing in my overfilled hand. 

I pulled Jakey’s huge, heavy nuts 4 or 5 inches from his crotch, and Brad slid the roller back into place, securing the roller over Jakey’s stretched scrotum and trapping his massive balls on the other side. Brad tightened the lug nut on the roller with the heavy wrench, locking the roller into place and pretty well managing to close the gap between the rollers until they were damn near touching. The rollers were now so tight that they squeezed Jakey’s stretched sack, and there was no way that Jakey’s huge balls could be freed without having them pass through the impossibly narrow gap between the rollers. Yet trusting, innocent Jakey still didn’t realize the danger he was in. 

Jakey’s sack was stuck between the merciless rollers, and he started to howl as the pressure pushed on the cords and blood vessels in his straining sack. 

‘Ow, fuck! Ow fuck! Get it out of there. It fucking well hurts!’ he cried. 

‘Hang on, Jakey,’ Tom said, stroking his soft hair, ‘you knew this was gonna happen and you have to take it fair and square.’ 

‘But what are you gonna do?’ Jakey said, his beautiful green eyes pleading with Tom. 

The big kid was so dumb – we couldn’t believe it! He still had no idea what was going to happen. His balls were about to be flattened and crushed into paste. We bent and held our stomachs behind him, stifling our laughter. 

He started to moan, his voice rising up into a high pitched wailing. 

‘Oh! Oh! Oh! Get ‘em out!’ 

Tom stroked Jakey’s huge shoulder and muscular arm and calmed him down, saying, ‘Now, that’s just what we’re gonna do. A couple of cranks of this here handle,’ Tom said, slapping it, and sending a vibration through the whole thing, ‘and they’ll pop right up.’ 

‘They’ll pop right up?’ 

‘Sure,’ Tom said. 

‘Here. Take some deep breaths,’ Brad said, running his hand down Jakey’s gorgeous back, and holding a firm hand between his shoulder blades. 

‘Jakey, grip onto my hands here,’ I said, coming round in front of him, where I could get a good look at his balls bulging out on the other side of the rollers. With the enormous orbs trapped by the heavy steel cylinders, Jakey’s huge balls looked even more massive than ever, and I couldn’t wait to see those massive nuts get crushed and chewed up by the wringer. 

‘You want it done quick or slow?’ Tom said, brushing Jakey’s soft blond hair back over his forehead and spitting on his finger to wipe a spot of mud off of Jakey’s handsome cheek. 

‘I don’t know.’ He breathed quickly and deeply a few times. ‘What’s best?’ he said, looking around at all of us in turn, his hands shaking in mine. 

I shrugged my shoulders and looked up at Tom and Brad. ‘Slow?’ I said. 

Tom and Brad nodded, trying to be serious. 

‘Slow.’ 

‘Slow,’ they said. 

‘Definitely,’ Brad added. 

‘Okay, slow,’ Jakey said, taking another deep breath and exhaling, as though he was in for a little pain. 

‘Are you ready?’ Tom asked, his hand on the handle. 

‘Hang on,’ Jakey said. He closed his eyes and took some deep breaths, slow and long, his eyes watering with the pain in his sack. 

I was hard as a rock as I took in the awesomely sexy sight of my handsome muscle man of a cousin with his huge bull balls trapped in the wringer and his massive horse cock visibly pulsing and throbbing with every beat of his heart. He looked simultaneously incredibly powerful and completely vulnerable. The tip of Jakey's cock had a large bead of cum on it, and it was harder than steel as it pointed proudly skyward. From where I stood, I had the perfect vantage point to see both his rampant and achingly hard cock and his huge balls held down below the steel rollers, bursting to get out of his sack. 

He looked up at me and tried to smile. 

I smiled back, but it was a wonky smile, I’m sure. 

‘Looks like you’re gonna come,’ I said. I nodded at his cock. 

‘Yeah?’ he looked down, and looked up at me smiling widely. ‘It’s got a bit of cum on it,’ he said, excited, because we knew that he’d never blown a load before, despite the overdeveloped size of his gargantuan genitals. 

‘This might do it for you Jakey,’ Brad said, stroking his broad back and letting his hand slide all the way down, around Jakey’s big and muscular arse, around the heavy rollers, until he cupped it around Jakey’s bloated left nut. He gave Jakey’s huge, straining ball a little squeeze and Jakey opened his mouth, trying not to cry out, gulping down another deep breath. Brad brought his other hand down to gently grip Jakey’s right ball, so that both of his hands were now overflowing with his cousin’s massive bull balls. 

'Man, you guys gotta feel these balls! They feel like warm steel!' Brad said. ‘Feels like they want to get out of this predicament, too.’  

‘Are you ready?’ 

Jakey bit his beautiful lips and nodded, prepared for a little pain, I suppose. 

He looked into my eyes. 

The thing was, he was so trusting, he had no idea what was going to happen. He thought he was going to get a little hurt. He didn’t realize, like the rest of us did, that this was the end of the road for him, as far as his balls went. They were about to be smashed between two cylinders of steel, forever obliterated, and any chances of him sleeping with a girl and having babies gone with them. 

Tom pushed on the handle. 

Jakey started to pant, open-mouthed. 

I looked down, and saw something I didn’t expect. Jakey seemed to sink a little on the wringer, and his huge balls, still in Brad’s hands, loosened up a bit and were hanging a bit lower under the steel roller. I had to hide a smile, because I knew Tom was turning the crank the wrong direction on purpose. 

Tom slowly turned the handle again, and again, and yet again, drawing Jakey's huge balls farther and farther into the belly of the wringer, and stretching out his scrotum longer and longer. Jakey's crotch was pressed up against the rollers as close as he could be, and his beautiful green eyes bugged out as he made little moaning sounds of pain. I watched in amazement as Jakey's huge balls dropped lower and lower into the wringer, his already incredibly baggy scrotum being stretched more and more by the relentless turning of the rollers. His huge ball bag was already stretched 4 or 5 inches just by being placed in the rollers, so every inch of scrotum that was visible to us was an additional inch of dangle. 

Jakey's huge balls dropped an inch, and then 2 inches, and then 3 inches. Jakey's moans took on a more urgent tone, and I knew that he was seriously hurting now. I couldn't believe how far Jakey's nuts were hanging, and I wondered how much farther they could stretch. 4 inches, then 5 inches! The gigantic muscles in Jakey's oak tree thighs were starting to quiver in response to the agony in his groin, but at the same time, his bone-hard cock was quivering in excitement. It appeared that our muscle stud of a cousin was actually enjoying having his massive bull balls mangled by the wringer. 

Tom was clearly struggling to continue turning the crank at this point, but he slowly turned it again and again. Jakey's huge orbs dropped to 5 ½ inches, and then 6 inches!! Tom was really grunting now with the effort, and his big arms bulged with strain, turning the handle in ever smaller increments. Jakey was crying out in pain now, for the wringer was threatening to tear his mighty balls out by their very roots. I wondered just how much Jakey's balls could take, and I hoped that Tom didn't nut the huge stud too soon, as we had more fun planned for him. 

At 6 ½ inches of dangle, the crank seemed to refuse to turn any farther. Tom continued to grunt and strain against the handle, causing Jakey's entire, massively muscular body to quake in agony, but his balls refused to drop any more. Tom didn't appear to want to give up, though, and seemed intent on ripping Jakey's balls from his body. Combined with the portion of his scrotum that we couldn't see, caught in the rollers themselves, Jakey's massive ballsac was now stretched to very nearly a full foot in length! My eyes could barely believe what they were seeing -- surely no man's balls, no matter how huge, could be stretched that far from his crotch and survive! 

‘I think you’re going the wrong way, Tom,’ Brad finally said, like it was an official thing and he knew all about it. 

‘Doh!’ Tom said in mock apology, and started again, turning the handle back in the other direction. 

As his supremely overstretched scrotum was pulled back through the wringer, a look of profound relief swept over Jakey's handsome face, and I again had to stifle my laughter. The huge, dumb ox had no idea what was soon to be in store for him. It took about 10 or 12 full turns of the handle before all the slack was taken up in Jakey's crotch, and his monster balls were once again snug up against the rollers, bulging all bright red and shiny like they wanted to burst out of their bag. 

From the position of Brad’s hands around Jakey's bulging nut meat, it looked like he was pretty well gonna feed Jakey’s nuts through every inch of the way. Brad had big hands, but even though he was cupping as much of those huge balls as he could fit in his big paws, the majority of Jakey's gonads was still visible, so I had a perfect view of the huge bruisers. Brad looked up and smiled at me, and made an “Ow” face in silence, his forehead crinkling. 

There was a creaking from the machine, a sudden clank, and Jakey’s mouth suddenly opened wide, his eyes starting to bug out of his head. Then suddenly, his expression changed. It was like he felt a sudden bliss. His beautiful eyes closed, and his handsome head fell back. I saw his massive cock give a couple of powerful throbs, and I realized big Jakey was feeling something he hadn’t felt before – the coming of an orgasm. 

I leaned forward and put my lips over Jakey's swollen, flaring cockhead. The gleaming helmet of Jakey's cock was nearly the size of a fist, and I felt like my jaw was going to unhinge with the effort, but I finally managed to stuff the entire, massive glans into my mouth. I moved my head up and down a couple of times and swirled my tongue around, giving his cockhead a good bath, and was rewarded by a generous helping of salty sweet precum. 

‘Oh,’ I heard him groan with a huge explosion of breath. I lifted my head up, and a long string of saliva and precum stretching out between my mouth and Jakey’s cock. He was gripping my hands so tightly, I felt like the bones would break. 

‘Tell us if you want me to stop,’ Tom said. 

Jakey shook his head slowly from side to side, his mouth open, his eyes closed. 

I looked down and heard a clank. Jakey’s sack slipped up even farther between the rollers until his balls looked like they were about to burst beneath. 

Brad started tapping his fingers on Jakey’s hard, tight sack, as though he was testing the pressure. He squeezed Jakey's huge, bulging balls lightly with his fingertips, and made a larger “Ow!” face at me. He could hardly control himself -- Jakey’s massive sac looked like it was about to burst. 

I saw Jakey's cock rear up an swell to even greater dimensions, if such a thing was really possible, and then I looked at his gorgeous face again. It was like he was in ecstasy, his eyes closed, his mouth open, his head tilted back. 

Tom pulled down on the handle, but it wouldn't move. He leaned into it, and still nothing. Not to be denied, Tom pushed himself up onto the crank, using all of his muscular body mass to bear down on the handle. I saw the handle quiver for a few long moments, Jakey's mighty nuts straining against the nut-crushing pressure. Damn, just how solid WERE Jakey's bull nuts!?! Maybe our stud of a cousin was too tough even for the wringer. 

Finally, there was a sudden cranking sound, and a good portion of Jakey’s sack seemed to disappear all in a single jerk, right up into the rollers. 

His body jerked bolt upright, like he’d sat on a hot poker. His eyes clapped open, his mouth opened wide, and he sucked in a long deep breath that filled out his enormous, massively muscled chest till it looked like it was bursting. 

But it was like he was frozen, like he was on automatic and stuck there, paralyzed. 

Brad put his head down in the bowl, and looked up between the rollers. 

‘Oh, man, they’re going up there!’ he said, announcing it. 

‘Should I crank it?’ Tom asked. 

‘Hang on.’ Brad pulled his head out and came around behind me, looking up at Jakey’s face. He was still paralyzed. His hold on my hands had slackened, and he’d even stopped breathing, holding that same long breath he’d took. He was staring into the distance, at nothing, his mouth open, his eyes loosely open, his back ramrod straight. Every gigantic muscle on his titanic body stood out in deep relief, bulging in mid flex. I don't think I had ever seen such an intensely masculine and erotic sight in my life. 

‘Do you want us to stop, Jakey?’ Brad said, nudging me in the back. ‘Tell us if you want us to stop and we will.’ 

‘Do you think we should?’ Tom asked. 

‘Fuck no,’ Brad said. ‘Only if he wants us to.’ 

‘No?’ Tom said. ‘Okay, Jakey, we gave you a chance.’ 

And that’s what we said to him ever afterwards – “but we asked you if you wanted us to stop.” 

Brad walked back to his spot and put his hand up underneath the rollers, cupping Jakey's huge, swollen balls that were already partway trapped within the jaws of the wringer. ‘Make it slow,’ he said. ‘I want to feel ‘em go.’ 

Tom pulled hard on the handle, giving it a short turn, and suddenly there was a sound. It seemed to be coming from a long way away. Jakey’s grip tightened on my hands and I looked up at his eyes. He breathed. He was breathing out, and then I realized what the sound was. He was screaming. It was so high pitched, and so faint, and he was breathing out so slowly that I could barely hear it. 

It was a whine. 

Inside the house, the dog started barking. 

There was a sudden clank as Tom turned the handle again. 

‘That’s it,’ Brad said. ‘Oh man, I can feel them moving! Jakey's balls are going into the rollers! Oh shit, we're really doing it! We're crushing Jakey's ridiculously oversized balls!'

There was another clank, followed by a series of clanks. I saw the rollers spin – a quarter turn, half a turn. Jakey’s mighty thighs fell inwards, pressed together, and his mouth gaping open.

Jakey's huge, bloated horse dick jerked a couple of times, and I leaned over to give him a hand, wrapping my fingers around Jakey’s cock and simply holding it as the massive tool jerked once, twice, and then shuddered. 

There was a sudden explosion of jism. The first blast of cum was like nothing I'd ever seen before, a gigantic bolt of cum so huge and so powerful that it defied belief. The massive rope of cum had to be at least 4 or 5 feet long, and it arced nearly straight up into the air at least 5 or 6 feet before landing all over Jakey’s face and massively muscular body. 

The first blast of cum had barely landed before the next massive bolt shot out of Jakey's enormous fuck rod. The second blast was, if anything, even larger and more powerful than the first, and it painted a thick line of viscous splooge all over Jakey's muscular torso. A third salvo followed, and a fourth and a fifth and a sixth. Jakey's cock was like a cum cannon, jettisoning blast after unbelievably massive blast of cum. The sight was unimaginably erotic and powerful. 

Tom kept turning the crank ever so slowly, crushing Jakey's humongous bull balls by tiny increments, making sure the huge hunk felt every inch of the destruction of his impossibly huge gonads. 

Jakey's orgasm just continued to thunder onward, the cum pulsing out of his cock like some sperm fountain. His cock had already pounded out a dozen massive wads of spew, literally coating his smooth, tanned skin with several layers of gloopy white baby batter, yet it didn't seem anywhere close to finishing yet. 

Brad kept his fingers clenched tight around Jakey's steadily disappearing balls, gripping and squeezing them as they were gradually sucked up into the rollers. Brad's own huge cock was quivering on the edge of an orgasm, and it was clear that he was getting off on feeling his huge cousin's massive balls get ruined. 

'Oh fuck, man!' Brad exclaimed. 'Oh shit, I can feel 'em go! They fucking bursting! I can feel 'em fucking bursting!"

The clanking of the rollers continued as Tom strained against the handle. Even though Jakey's balls were already at least halfway into the rollers, those mighty orbs were clearly still putting up one hell of a fight, judging by the obvious straining in Tom's big muscles. But the wringer was steadily winning the battle, gradually chewing up Jake's huge balls bit by bit. 

There was another clank, and another and another and another. I saw the rollers spin – a quarter turn, half a turn, a full turn -- drawing more and more of Jakey's thick, bulging nut meat into their deadly steel embrace. Jakey just continued cumming like there was no end in sight. One dozen blasts had already become two dozen, and then three dozen. The amount of cum pounding out of Jakey's quivering horse cock was simply super human! Jakey's balls must have been the mightiest cum factories the human race had ever known, and it was somehow a fitting end that these most massive and powerful of stud nuts were emptying their contents all over the hugely muscular young buck, and wasted onto the wooden deck and into the belly of the wringer itself. 

'Here they go!' Brad excitedly announced. 'The last bits are going in now!'

Sure enough, I could see the last bulging remnants of Jakey's colossal bull nuts get drawn up into the rollers, to be chewed up and spit out the other side. The mighty muscle stud was still cumming - I had long since lost track of the number of blasts - and his entire muscular body was shuddering with a mixture of pleasure and unimaginable agony. 

Tom was now able to turn the handle with greater ease, and he kept spinning the crank around and around, flattening out the last bits of Jakey's once proud bull balls. 

His sac was coming out the other side, and I expected them to be as flat as a piece of tin, but to my surprise, they were emerging as two well-defined lumps, plumping back into their orb shapes as more and more of his ball meat emerged from the rollers. 

With a few more full turns of the crank, Jakey's crushed balls sprung free of the rollers' vise-like grip. Jakey's knees buckled, and the three of us rushed forward simultaneously to grab the huge and incredibly heavy muscle stud and slowly lowered him to the porch. Jakey's beautiful green eyes were glassy and half lidded, focused on something none of us could see. Huge bolts of cum covered his face and soaked his soft blond hair. Several slugs had even landed in Jakey's open mouth. Close up, I noticed that Jakey's splooge was so thick it was almost clotted, running like molasses off of his smooth golden-brown skin like it was more solid than liquid. His cum must have been so packed with sperm that it was virtually undiluted by other seminal fluids. Jakey was truly a god of virility. 

Jakey's cock was still thundering out his orgasm, lashing all of us with thick blasts of his hot spunk. But even as I watched, the blasts of cum were steadily diminishing in power, and with a few more weak spurts, his colossal orgasm finally ceased. When we later played back the video, we counted an unbelievable 62 blasts of cum! We were also surprised to learn that all three of us had also cum during Jakey's colossal orgasm, our own loads unnoticed in the incredible heat of the moment. We were all fantastically virile studs ourselves, with orgasms that regularly exceeded 20 blasts, but as massive as our wads were, none of us could shine a candle on Jakey's most titanic and super human of loads. We were all in awe of our big, powerful cousin. 

As Jakey laid there on the porch, motionless except for the powerful rise and fall of his chest and his still rock hard and quivering cock, the rest of us inspected our work. We all reached down and felt Jakey's sac, the huge, bloated and overpacked scrotum easily big enough for all of us to feel simultaneously with room to spare. We were fully expecting to find a sac that felt like it was full of mush, with not a lump, not a trace of anything solid inside it. Instead, we found two extremely pliable and soft - but still intact and whole - bull nuts! We worked Jakey's huge sac with our hands, gripping and groping the overstuffed scrotum, and none of us could believe what we were feeling. Jakey's balls had survived the wringer! We all looked up at each other, our eyes meeting in a mixture of both shock and awe. Our cousin's balls had proven to be even tougher than the heavy steel rollers. 

Tom took as much nut meat as he could in his two big hands and squeezed with all of his might. Whereas Jakey's nuts had previously been so solid that they would barely deform in his grasp, Tom's thick fingers were now able to dig deep into the very heart of Jakey's balls, causing them to bulge grotesquely around the clutching digits. The crushing grip brought a soft moan from Jakey, and his cock coughed up several relatively weak (but still huge for a normal man) wads of spunk. There was no question about it -- Jakey's huge balls may have been mushy and squishy and crushed to a hairsbreadth of destruction, but they were very much still alive. 

All three of us looked over at Jakey, who now had a stupid dreamy smile on his extraordinarily happy face. We knew then and there that we were all in love with our uber stud of a cousin. 

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The rest of the summer has been something of a blur. 

It was nearly an hour before we could get Jakey off the porch and walking again, though he did walk kinda funny for the rest of the day, his huge thighs sliding against each other, his knees knocking, and his toes turning inward. Jakey's balls were still tender for a couple of days, but they had fully recovered their strength and incredibly solidity by the next morning. Jakey's powers of recovery proved to be just as super human as the rest of him. 

We also learned the next day that Jakey's virility was also on hyper drive, for his balls had completely recharged as well. 

I uploaded the video of Jakey's encounter with the wringer onto a website that the three of us had created just for the occasion. We had originally intended the website to broadcast the destruction of our cousin's awesome masculinity, and had been advertising the site for months, building up interest from all over the world. I posted the video anyway, with a short statement of how none of us could believe that anyone could have survived the wringer intact, even with balls as huge and powerful as Jakey's. 

The response was phenomenal. 

Over 1,000 people viewed the video in the first day alone, and that number had jumped to 25,000 by the second day. At that point, the video truly went viral, and we had had more than 1,000,000 views by the end of the week. What's truly extraordinary about those numbers is that our website is a pay site! From the money we made that first week alone, we will be rich men for the rest of our lives. 

We're now using our website to showcase all of our sessions with Jakey, and I'm uploading at least 5 or 6 videos daily. The website keeps growing, as does our audience, so who knows how big this will get. 

We spend our days filming our sessions with Jakey, coming up with more and more varied ways to pleasure and abuse our huge stud of a cousin, and he seems to love it all. The mighty muscle hunk especially gets off on having his gargantuan gonads abused, and we are more than happy to oblige him. Our methods have been many and varied -- we'll pull and twist his bloated ball bag; hang greater and greater weights from his huge orbs; put him on a special rack that we built that allows us to crank and stretch his balls ever farther away from his crotch; punch, pummel, pound, and kick his overstuffed nut pouch with fists, knees, feet, clubs, baseball bats, crowbars, and, once, a sledgehammer; crush each orb one at a time in Granddad's big steel vise out in the garage until they are squeezed almost flat; smush those big bruisers beneath heavier and heavier weights; and use those massive bull balls for target practice using baseballs, large rocks, shot put, and pellet guns. We’ve even taken his balls through the wringer again at least a dozen more times, and one time did them three times in an hour. Jakey's mighty stud balls endure everything we can think of to throw their way, and continue to pump out load after massive, knock-you-to-the-floor load of cum. 

Jakey has continued to grow all summer long, and in fact seems to be growing faster and faster. He is now 6'5" tall and just over 300 pounds of massive muscle -- and we're still only halfway through the summer! His cock and balls have continued to grow and swell as well, leaving normal human dimensions far behind and even exceeding most members of the animal kingdom. 

We like pushing Jakey's limits and seeing just how much our huge stud of a cousin can take. So far, we haven't encountered any limits, but we're proceeding gradually and with at least some small measure of caution, as we don't want to ever permanently injure our Jakey. Our records so far include: 

• Maximum stretch to Jakey's scrotum:  13.5 inches
• Maximum weight to hang from Jakey's balls:  305 pounds (Jakey's own body weight, when we hung him from a tree by his own balls)
• Maximum number of full twists to Jakey's sac:  6.5 twists
• Minimum crushing width to each of Jakey's balls:  0.16 inches
• Maximum weight dropped from a height onto Jakey's ball bag:  155 pounds
• Maximum length to Jakey's massive boner:  18 inches
• Maximum number of orgasms in one day:  16 loads
• Maximum volume of a single orgasm:  1.12 gallons
• Maximum shots of cum in a single orgasm:  82 blasts

We fully expect to break each and every one of these records in the months to come. 

We have begun receiving requests for Jakey’s sperm, and have ordered cryogenic containers and shipping equipment to fulfill such orders. The requests come from all sorts of sources – medical research facilities, sperm banks, and interested individuals (both men and women) are our most common customers. One request came in recently from a rich Saudi prince, who wants enough of young Jakey’s thick and gamey splooge to fill a small swimming pool. That order is going to tax even Jakey’s huge stud balls to the max during several weeks of constant milking, but we’re all confident that we can fill that and all the other orders before the end of the summer. 

Our very favorite pastime, though, is for all of us to be making love to big Jakey at the same time, with one of our huge cocks up his fantastically muscular arse, one of our mouths wrapped around as much of that gargantuan cock as we can shove down our throats, and one of our hands wrapped around those colossal bull balls, yanking and pulling and squeezing as hard as we can. It's always guaranteed to bring each of us to multiple, knee-buckling orgasms. 

We’re already planning for the end of the summer. Tom, Brad, and I will be entering our senior year of high school, while Jakey will be going back to live with his mom. We’re already making plans to visit Jakey for all of the holidays, and will be filming sessions with our big stud of a cousin throughout the school year. 

When school ends next spring, we’re planning on buying a big ranch house out in the country and living together, all four of us. We’ve been telling Jakey about all of the toys we’ll have there for him in our special “play room”, and he’s really excited about it. It’s good to see Jakey so happy, and it’s clear that he loves us as much as we love him.