Monday, April 14, 2014

Busting Adam's Apples

Sack Stomper has written a large number of stories under a variety of names, and ALL of his stories are brilliant. You can find more of his work at his story blog (see the links on the right side of this page).

The original version of this story was written by Sack Stomper (under the alias "Just a Guy"), and I loved it so much that I had to do my own version. I did a surprise twist on the ending that I hope you'll all like...


Busting Adam’s Apples

Based on an original story by Just A Guy 


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Doug Mallory took several moments to process what he had just been told. “You’re fired!” The words resonated with an acute sting, almost like he had just been diagnosed with a hideous disease.

“But why me?” he was able to compose himself enough to ask Adam, the restaurant manager and son of the owner.

Adam gave Doug a cold, hard stare in return. Despite Doug’s usual bravado, he found it hard not to flinch under Adam’s steady gaze, for the guy was HUGE. The young man may have only been 20 years old, but he was built like a brick shit house. Adam was a star football player at the local college, and at 6’4” tall and over 350 pounds of rock hard muscle, it was no surprise that the young hulk was the master of the gridiron. Adam also possessed an almost ridiculously square-jawed and handsome face, with the stereotypically rugged and masculine features of a football player, or perhaps a comic book super hero. It was difficult indeed to not feel small and inadequate next to this extraordinarily handsome and built muscle man. 

The big man responded to Doug’s question in his deep baritone voice, providing a laundry list of issues from customer complaints to tardiness to poor performance. Adam summed it all up by saying that Doug had an attitude problem and behaved like he thought he was better than everyone else. 

Doug grew quiet at the end of Adam’s list. That last bit had a little too much truth to it to be contested with a straight face, for Doug DID think he was better than everyone else at the restaurant, especially the privileged meat head Adam. 

It had been a precipitous three-year fall from grace for 32-year-old Doug. The ink on his MBA had barely dried when he found himself promoted to a regional loan manager for Bank of the MidWest, which was then sold to Patriot Bank, which then collapsed in the mortgage crisis and was sold off in pieces to Infinity Bank Holding. At first, Doug was able to breeze through all the transitions with only cosmetic changes to his title and virtually no cut in his pay. But at a fateful Christmas party last year, the CEO of Infinity Bank delivered a taped message to everyone gathered in their $1,200 suits that said curtly, “Thank you for your service during these troubled times. Please consider this your notice that, effective immediately, your services are no longer required.”

It didn't take long for Doug’s lack of savings and extravagant spending during the ‘good times’ to catch up to him. First went the apartment with its sweeping city views, then the sports car. His gym membership couldn't be renewed, his personal trainer and chef weren't paid, and soon his eight-pack abs decayed into a mere six pack, and his 235-pound stud body dropped to only 220 pounds. Job offers were scarce and his business network consisted mostly of people who were laid off themselves or were barely clinging to a job. 

And now here he was three years later, and he had been reduced to working evenings waiting tables at a restaurant. One of the nicest restaurants in town, but still. His ‘day job’ consisted of knocking on doors downtown, trying to get his foot in anywhere he could, and using the library computers to write resumes and research jobs. 

But despite the hard times he had endured, Doug couldn't help but let a ‘better than you’ attitude creep into his interactions with the other workers, especially Adam. Adam was born with every advantage – wealthy parents, phenomenal genes and athletic talent, stunning good looks, and (though Doug hated to admit it) an extremely sharp mind. Adam also interacted so easily with those around him, from the lowly busboys to the rich clientele, and treated everyone with equal respect. To Doug, it just didn’t seem fair, and it was therefore easy for him to hate the handsome young stud. Had Doug been able to be honest with himself, he would realize that he was in fact extremely jealous of the big lad, but there was no danger of Doug being honest with himself; he was far too convinced of his own inherent superiority to ever look at himself honestly and perhaps see a flaw or two. 

Doug silently turned to leave the tiny office and headed into the kitchen. He didn’t want Adam to think he was getting the best of him, so Doug agreed that he would finish up the rest of his shift that ended after midnight. 

The restaurant clientele was relatively sparse that night, as was common for a Tuesday, so the crew spent a lot of time chatting and goofing off. Per usual, Adam was part of the mix, chatting with all of the staff and getting roars of laughter from them. For Adam and the rest of the crew, it was a good night among friends. 

One of the female servers, a cute young blond that Doug had always fancied, was flirting with Adam and asking him if he had left his girlfriend yet. Adam just laughed – it was well known that he and his girlfriend of three years, Julia, were devoted to one another, and that they would almost certainly be getting married as soon as they graduated from college. It seemed ALL the young women who came to the restaurant, whether co-workers or guests, were immediately infatuated with the big and handsome young buck. 

Doug silently fumed from the other side of the kitchen, slicing big beefsteak tomatoes when what he really wanted to do was slice up a certain part of Adam’s anatomy. He knew that it wasn’t just Adam’s mammoth physique or his striking good looks or his easy, charming manner that drew the ladies (and no small number of men) to his side. 

It was widely rumored that the big muscle man had an enormous sexual endowment, and Doug resented the attention that brought Adam from all of the beautiful co-eds. Adam really was a modest guy and was certainly not one to show off, but even in baggy dress slacks at the restaurant, there was no mistaking the massive bulge his meaty package produced at the front of his pants. 

Doug couldn’t forget the photo of Adam he had seen on the cover of the local paper a few months back, after Adam had won the state wrestling championships in the super heavyweight division. The tight wrestling singlet showed off the young stud’s massive muscles to great effect, accentuating the mighty plates of his huge chest, the boulder shoulders that were at LEAST a yard wide, the massive cobblestones of his washboard abdominals, and a pair of massive guns that must have measured at least 25 inches in circumference. But it was the bulge at the front of those wrestling trunks that had the whole town buzzing for weeks. Surely Adam must have stuffed half a dozen pairs of tube socks down the front of his trunks, for no man could truly be THAT huge! The memory made Doug’s anger smolder even more. 

Doug eyed the handsome stud from across the room, filled with rage as his mind roiled in ways to exact revenge on the cocky Adam, the man who had totally finished Doug’s three-year-long fall from grace. In his absentmindedness, Doug had gotten too heavy handed with some of the tomatoes, turning them into tomato goo instead of slices. His eyes darted from the table to Adam…from the table to Adam’s heavy and very muscular thighs…from the table to the gigantic bulge in Adam’s pants. Then Doug had an idea. The happy group of co-workers was talking about their plans that evening, and Adam began to share his plans that night with Julia. While he continued to dice vegetables at his station, Doug secretly listened very closely, taking careful mental note of everything concerning Adam's evening plans...

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Closing time couldn't have come soon enough for Doug. The lack of customers meant that the restaurant was able to be shut down fairly quickly, and many of the staff members were able to go home early. Doug left just before midnight, not even saying goodbye to Adam or any of this other co-workers (now former co-workers) as he left the building. 

Doug felt excitement surge through him as he crossed the street and stood in an empty parking lot, trying to blend in with the shadows. He watched as, over the course of the next half hour, all of the other employees left except for Adam. The goody two-shoes was staying late to clean the floors and set up the restaurant for the next day. He had probably discovered the various messes by now that Doug had left behind just to be vindictive. Doug smiled sourly at the thought. 

At 12:45 AM, Doug felt his heart quicken as the illuminated restaurant sign was turned off... Adam was closing up shop. A few minutes later the dining room lights went out, and through the silent night Doug heard a jangling of keys as Adam locked the doors behind him and started walking away. Doug knew Adam must have lived nearby, since he never drove a car and usually left after the buses stopped running, so he followed an inconspicuous distance behind. The trek lasted through several darkened blocks until Adam disappeared into the doors of his apartment building in a modest part of town. Doug waited a few moments, and then gave the doors a tug and, as expected, they were locked. He pulled out his phone and pretended to be having a conversation across the street to avoid suspicion of anyone who might see him standing outside. 

It did not take long for a little white car with a rumbling engine to pull up and a young, blonde pizza boy hop out. 

“Excuse me, is that pizza for Walker? Adam Walker?” asked Doug. 

The boy checked the ticket and quizzically replied, “Yes...?” 

“Oh, how perfect! I'm a friend of his, and I thought it would be funny if I pretended to be the pizza guy. How about I take the pizza from here?” Doug slipped two fifty dollar bills into the teenager's hands and, with a wink, took the pizza. The boy smiled, shrugged, and went to get into his car. Doug coolly grabbed the boy’s cap with a pizza slice embroidered onto it. 

The boy looked confused, but realizing he had just pocketed a one-hundred dollar tip, shrugged off the lost hat, smiled, and got into his car.

Doug waited a moment as the car disappeared. He looked down at the slip, noted the apartment number, and rang the buzzer. There was click and the glass door was unlocked. Doug darted inside and made his way to unit 6-I. He took the stairs, hoping the trip to the sixth floor would help calm down his now pounding heart, but it didn't. When he arrived at the door of 6-I he knocked, tilting his head down slightly so that only the pizza logo on the hat would be visible through the peep hole. The door opened and, as Doug had hoped, a beautiful and petite young woman stood in the doorway purse in hand, Adam’s lovely girlfriend Julia. 

“That'll be, um...” Doug stammered, and then, before the young woman knew what was happening, he rammed the pizza box in into her face. She only managed to get out a small yelp as she was pushed backwards. Doug quickly followed the pizza box with a left hook, catching the slender woman right in the jaw and knocking her to the ground like a limp rag doll. 

Doug smiled to himself and thought, ‘That was even easier than I thought!’ He knelt down to make sure she was still breathing. Good, he thought. He didn’t want to add murder to the list of charges he planned on racking up that night...

“Hey sweetheart! Are you okay? It sounds like something fell.” Doug heard Adam calling from the other room. The young man’s deep voice was echoing, like he was in the bathroom. 

This was the part of the plan Doug had been dreading. He quickly stepped over the girlfriend’s prone and unconscious body and reached for a heavy metal floor lamp. He unplugged it quietly and made his way to the edge of the hallway leading to the room where Adam was. He could hear the big man’s heavy steps as he padded down the hallway, and Doug raised the lamp up high in readiness. 

As Adam entered the room, Doug saw that the young man was completely naked save for a white towel wrapped around his trim, muscular waist. Judging from the dampness of the handsome stud’s light brown hair and the beads of water across his massively muscular upper back, the massive college jock had clearly just gotten out of the shower. Without his clothes on, Adam looked even larger and more muscular than ever, and a thrill of terror ran through Doug’s body. He could swear that Adam was even bigger than in that wrestling photo from just a few months ago, and wondered just how huge this bull stud would eventually get. 

Adam immediately saw Julia lying on the floor and had enough time to cry out, “What the...?!” before the business end of the heavy lamp collided with the back of his large head.

The blow would have felled a full grown ox, but to Doug’s dismay, it only caused Adam to grunt in surprise and pain, dropping to one knee and clearly dazed. The intruder didn’t want his much larger quarry to recover and gain an advantage, so Doug proceeded to strike him with the lamp again and again and again, wailing on the big stud and driving him to the floor. Doug must have struck Adam 6 or 7 times, full strength, badly denting the lamp, and still Adam hadn’t gone down. With a surge of fear, Doug surmised that the huge football jock had a very, very thick skull. Figures! 

On the 7th or 8th blow, the lamp bent uselessly in half, and Doug suddenly found himself without a weapon. Adam stumbled to his knees, the towel still miraculously bound around his chiseled waist, and lunged for Doug with surprising agility and speed, particularly for such a large and heavily muscled man. Doug quickly side stepped him, avoiding Adam’s grasp only because the big man was still dazed and off balance. Doug knew he had to end this battle and end it quickly before Adam regained his senses. 

Adam hurled past Doug and sprawled stomach first onto the hardwood floor, landing with such a huge THUD!! that the whole apartment seemed to shake. The big footballer shook his head as he stumbled to his knees, his towel finally falling off of him in the process. Doug was privileged to a view of Adam's spectacular ass, the massive and deeply striated muscles of his enormous glutes bulging and flexing as he struggled to regain his feet. 

A panicking Doug then noticed a great mass dangling down between Adam's monstrously muscular legs, and at first he couldn't believe what he was seeing. Surely no man's sexual equipment could be so unbelievably HUGE!! It looked like a pair of giant grapefruits were hanging down in a long and hairy sack, while an enormous, flesh-colored salami swung ponderously in front of them. Doug saw his opportunity and ran with it...literally. 

Doug sprinted forward the half dozen steps between him and the fallen muscle jock, and kicked with all of his considerable might, driving his steel-toed boot between Adam's spread legs. He felt his foot sink into Adams' colossal nuts, crushing them against his pelvis. Doug kicked so hard that the 350+ pound giant was actually lifted off the floor, pushing the huge man forward and rolling him over onto his back in the process. Adam bellowed as the agony from his nuts shot into his abdomen, causing his phenomenal 8-pack of cobblestone abs to flex in extraordinary relief. 

With Adam lying prone on the floor, Doug was able to get his first really good look at the young man's gargantuan genitalia, and he literally gasped in surprise at what he saw. Adam's enormous limp cock was draped lazily over one massive thigh, and appeared to be very nearly a full foot in length in its entirely flaccid state! Doug had never seen or even heard of a man’s cock that was even remotely this gargantuan! The mighty horse cock was as thick as a beer can and was covered in a tracery of thick veins that made his schlong look almost dangerous. Doug idly wondered just how big that mammoth cock must be when fully hard, and how the big guy could find any pussy large enough to accommodate such an enormous man tool. Surely there was no way that petite Julia could fit even that flaccid man tool into any orifice! 

Hanging heavily beneath that majestic cock were the most obscenely oversized bull balls Doug had ever seen on man or beast. He had to quickly revise his earlier estimate of their size; these balls were bigger than the biggest of grapefruits, and were more like ripe cantaloupes in size. The impossibly huge balls hung in a thick and hairy sac, and were so dense and massive that they stretched their voluminous scrotum until they rested heavily on the cold wooden floor. Adam's balls were powerful and intensely masculine...and were also totally vulnerable and exposed. 

Doug immediately lunged forward and planted his heel with a powerful stomp into Adam's helpless gonads, driving the huge orbs into the floorboards with his heavy boot. Adam's entire body convulsed and the wind was driven from his lungs by the force of the blow, and it felt like an atomic bomb had gone off in his nuts. Doug stomped down again and again and yet again, trying with all of his might to drive those massive nuts THROUGH the wooden floor. The mighty muscle man was helpless to stop this horrific abuse to his balls, the agony shooting through his guts all but paralyzing him. 

But his assailant didn't let up for a moment, and continued stomping down on the screaming gonads like he was trying to stomp out a fire. Doug had a nearly hysterical gleam in his wild eyes as he felt Adam's huge balls flattening under the merciless assault. 

"Please!! Please stop!!" Adam shouted between screams of pain, but Doug was not in the mood for mercy. He was concerned that the neighbors might hear the loud commotion, though, so he gave Adam a sound kick to the side of his head. Adam felt extremely cold all over and then extremely warm and flushed... and then the lights went out. 

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"Wakey, wakey Adam!"

Adam slowly came to with a hand smacking at his left cheek, and both his head and his huge balls were throbbing in pain. As he opened his blue eyes, he saw that his living room was in shambles. His new flat screen TV lay shattered on the floor. The couch had been overturned in the struggle. Lamps and knick knacks and furniture lay in pieces, some having been used as weapons to subdue the huge athlete. Pictures had fallen from the wall. The room was a total disaster. 

Despite his enormous muscular size -- or perhaps because of it -- Adam had never been in any kind of physical fight, and he had been unprepared for the suddenness and savagery of Doug's attack. 

It took Adam a few moments to pull himself together and to figure out what had happened. He had been knocked out, for how long he couldn't say, and he was now tied to a heavy wooden chair. The chair was propped up against the wall behind him, so he knew that he couldn't fall backward. His big hands were tied behind his muscular back with what felt like stereo cables, and his ankles were similarly tied to the back legs of the chair, leaving his legs spread wide open and making it impossible to close them more than a tiny bit. Most distressing of all, he was completely naked, with his huge soft cock hanging lazily over his huge left thigh and his throbbing and reddened testicles laying heavily on the seat between his legs. 

Across the room, he could see that his girlfriend Julia was tied in a similar manner, facing Adam nearly head on. Only her legs weren't spread and she had kept all her clothes, which was some small relief to the huge bound muscle stud. He could see the start of an ugly purple bruise forming on her delicate jaw, and the sight caused a surge of anger to swell through the young man’s bound and helpless body. She was also starting to stir, but the gag in her mouth made her attempts to scream and call for help futile. 

And there, standing in front of him with a shit-eating grin on his face, was Doug, the asshole he'd had to fire earlier that day. 

"Ah, Adam, I see you've joined the party!" Doug said mockingly, his evil grin broadening even wider. 

"Julia! Julia, are you okay?" Adam called out to the woman he loved, ignoring his former employee.

Doug was taken aback at the level of selfless concern in Adam's deep baritone voice, but he quickly dismissed any misgivings, for his plan was already in motion and could not be stopped now.

"I wanted to make sure your girlfriend was here to see your cocky ego get knocked down a peg..." Doug said as he eyed Adam's huge left nut. "...or perhaps two." He chuckled as his stare took in Adam's equally enormous right nut. 

Adam realized where Doug was staring, and now he also noticed that Doug was holding the large metal-headed meat tenderizer from the kitchen. His eyes bulged in terror and he let out a guttural scream for mercy that was a mix between the word "DON'T!!!" and a primal bellow of fear. 

"Oh, we can't have you shouting like that, Adam." Doug calmly said as he rammed a rolled up pair of dirty gym socks so far into Adam's mouth that the hunky restaurant manager was afraid he would be choked to death. Doug wrapped several pieces of duct tape to over Adam's mouth to hold he socks in place, effectively silencing the handsome and hunky young muscle man.

Doug then stood in front of Adam, holding the tenderizer firmly in his hand, and looked down at his bound and helpless prey. Adam's heroically muscular chest has heaving in terror and sweat was glistening all over the stud's enormously muscular body. Doug found himself strangely and powerfully turned on by the sight of this huge beast of a muscle man rendered completely helpless and within his ultimate power, and he could feel his big cock swelling in his pants. Adam tried desperately to lock eyes with Doug, hoping that his pleading gaze might help, but his assailant only had eyes for Adam's huge bull balls. 

Now that he could take a long and lingering look, Doug could see that each nut was even bigger than he had previously supposed, if that was even possible. Each colossal orb was even bigger than Doug's own fists and looked ridiculously oversized even on a man as hugely built and massively muscular as Adam. The mammoth orbs looked like they belonged on some sort of beast, like perhaps a Brahma bull or even an elephant. Those twin titanic testicles were monstrous, obscene,... and strangely beautiful in an intensely masculine sort of way. 

Adam's massive balls were cradled in a huge, elongated sac, and Doug was sure that Adam's balls would hang almost halfway to his knees if they were allowed to swing freely. But resting on the chair they were two plump targets, the center of Adam's cocky self worth and extraordinary manhood, and they were completely and utterly defenseless against anything Doug might do to them.

Doug drank in Adam's intense masculine beauty for many long moments, savoring the power he had over the muscle-bound football stud. Then, with little ceremony, Doug brought the large metal head of the meat tenderizer crashing down onto Adam's unprotected left egg. The heavy mallet sunk deep into the fat bull ball, smashing it halfway flat, and Adam screamed into his gag in abject agony. The handsome young man's beautiful blue eyes watered and tears ran down his square-jawed face from the brutality of the pain...but the big man realized that Doug hadn't even used all of his strength in that first blow. Adam knew it was only going to get worse. 

The evil assailant just smiled, and then he started wailing on Adam's huge nuts. Over and over the heavy meat hammer crashed down -- left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right. The rough metal surface of the mallet bit deep into the young man’s tender tissues, adding to the unimaginable pain even as the force of the blows threatened to squash the gigantic balls completely flat. 

Slam! Slam! Slam! Slam! Slam! Slam! Slam! Slam! 

Adam's handsome head thrashed back and forth as the agony tore through his muscular loins, but his body was otherwise completely immobilized and he was helpless to stop the brutal assault on his big beefy baby makers. He screamed into the gag over and over again, but Doug seemed to only be egged on by Adam's cries of pain, and he started bringing the mallet down harder and harder with each blow, left, right, left, right, left, right, left right. 

SLAM! SLAM! SLAM! SLAM! SLAM! SLAM! SLAM! SLAM!

Trapped against the chair, Adam's gargantuan genitals had no place to hide and the chair's rock solid surface resisted any deformation -- his balls might as well been resting on a block of solid concrete. The full force of each blow was transferred directly into the stricken balls, crushing them so flat with each blow that Doug was convinced that they would simply have to explode. The heavy chair was ironically held down by Adam's own enormous, muscular weight, so it resisted any attempts to rock or tip over. The handsome young muscle giant was utterly trapped and defenseless, and he knew it.

SLAM! SLAM! SLAM! SLAM! SLAM! SLAM! SLAM! SLAM!

Harder and harder the meat tenderizer crashed into Adam's helpless bull balls, turning them an angry shade of red that was rapidly darkening to purple. But somehow, amazingly, Adam's huge balls repelled every devastating blow, bouncing back to their healthy egg-like shape after each crushing strike. 

At the same time, Doug noticed that Adam's huge flaccid cock was starting to twitch. As his eyes widened in wonder, Doug watched as the stud's already beer-can-thick horse cock began to grow thicker still, and then began to grow even longer than its already foot-plus length. Doug continued to rain down blows of testicular destruction down onto Adam's humongous bull balls even as the young man's monstrous tubesteak began to lift off his massively muscular thigh and crank skyward. The gigantic dong puffed out bigger and longer and thicker and harder, creeping up the young man's fantastically muscular abdominal wall toward the mighty overhang of his colossal pectoral muscles. 

Doug couldn't tell what sight to disbelieve first -- the fact that Adam's cock was growing rock hard even as Doug was steadily hammering his mighty nuts into oblivion, or the fact that Adam's cock was longer and thicker and more massive than any other human male member in history. 

When Adam's monstrous horse cock finally reached its full tumescence, the huge fist-sized head was tapping the man in the middle of his incredibly wide and impossibly thick chest. Doug paused momentarily in his ball beating to grab the measuring tape he had found in the kitchen (which he had already used to measure various attributes of Adam's fantastically muscular body while the big muscle man was still unconscious) and measured the length of Adam's insanely enormous bull cock. His trembling fingers steadily unrolled the tape starting at the incredibly wide base, and unfurled inch after inch after inch of the tape until he reached the purple and swollen tip. 

Doug's eyes all but bugged out of his head when he read the number at the end of the tape. 
18.5 inches. 

18.5 incredible thick meaty veiny pulsing rock-hard inches of man meat. 

Doug's mouth was dry and he felt light headed. He dropped the measuring tape and reached out one hand to grasp the colossal dong. The huge meat was very warm to the touch and felt as hard as marble. Its girth was so tremendous that Doug's long fingers could barely grasp more than halfway around the circumference of the vein-gnarled shaft. Doug pulled experimentally on the shaft, drawing the massive cock downward and towards him, but the cock only gave a couple of inches before the incredibly strong tendons at the base of the huge cock resisted any further movement. Doug then released the cock and watched it snap back to Adam's torso, striking the deep chasm between his magnificent pecs with a loud and beefy "SMACK!"

Adam better have one hell of a talented tongue, thought Doug, for there was no way he was sticking that cock into any woman's vagina, or any other human orifice for that matter. The thought made Doug suddenly laugh out loud, a rather shrill and nervous laugh that Doug quickly suppressed. 

The sight of this extraordinarily handsome stud of a man, with his enormous muscles, mammoth bull balls, and the granddaddy of all cocks made Doug extremely jealous, and he resolved then and there that he would ruin Adam and end his sex life forever. 

Doug raised the big meat mallet high and brought the corrugated metal head down with truly devastating force again and again and again. He held nothing back this time, and gave everything he had into each blow. 

SLAM! SLAM! SLAM! SLAM! SLAM! SLAM! SLAM! SLAM!

Harder and harder still!

SLAM! SLAM! SLAM! SLAM! SLAM! SLAM! SLAM! SLAM!

Doug was determined to crack Adam's huge and incredibly tough eggs. 

SLAM! SLAM! SLAM! SLAM! SLAM! SLAM! SLAM! 
SLAM!! SLAM!! SLAM!! SLAM!! SLAM!! SLAM!! 
SLAM!!! SLAM!!! SLAM!!! SLAM!!!

Adam could feel himself wanting to vomit at the intensity of the pain, and he looked down in horror at his quickly swelling and reddening sack. Adam had taken many blows to the balls on the gridiron and during various other sports, so he was no stranger to nut pain, but he didn't know that a man's testicles could hurt this much! Nor did he know that a man's balls, even a pair as huge and tough as his own, could endure so much abuse! He watched as his balls were smashed to a fraction of their thickness on each devastating blow, only to defiantly bounce back as soon as the hammer was lifted from them, and he wondered just how much longer his mighty gonads could last. 

For his part, Doug was silent, directing all his attention to the task at hand, slamming Adam's goliath bull balls with all his considerable might and willing them to burst in their sac. 

SLAM!!! SLAM!!! SLAM!!! SLAM!!!
SLAM!!! SLAM!!! SLAM!!! SLAM!!!
SLAM!!!! SLAM!!!! SLAM!!!!
SLAM!!!! SLAM!!!! SLAM!!!!
SLAM!!!! SLAM!!!! 
SLAM!!!! SLAM!!!! 
SLAM!!!! SLAM!!!! 
SLAM!!!! SLAM!!!!

Finally, after more than ten minutes of continuous and unrelenting nut pounding, a resounding "CRACK!" could be heard, and Doug stared dumbfounded at the broken handle of the meat tenderizer. The thick wooden handle could finally take no more abuse, and it had snapped in half, sending the meat hammer head tumbling loudly to the floor and scattering thick splinters of wood everywhere. 

Adam thought this would by him some brief reprieve, but he was wrong. 

Doug sensed Adam's obvious relief and found it yet another sign of the cocky lad's "I'm better than anything'' attitude, and he became enraged. He dropped to his knees so that his hands were level with Adam's now hugely swollen scrotum and grabbed a massive nut in each big hand. He locked eyes with his panicked former manager as he proceeded to knead and squeeze Adam's massive apples with all his might. 

Doug was thrilled to feel how mushy Adam's huge orbs were as they deformed and squished in his big hands. The muscle man's tough stud nuts were no longer the solid and incredibly dense mounds of grade AAA beef that they had been a short while before. On the contrary, they were now positively squishy, and Doug reveled in the way that Adam's balls felt like warm and pliant putty in his hands. 

But despite the fact that Adam's huge balls were badly swollen and had turned from a lobster red to a nearly purple color, the orbs seemed to be at a point where they were going to resist any further deformation. Doug squeezed even harder, his fingers digging painfully deep into the grotesquely bulging balls, but wasn't able to make them yield any more of their shape. Adam writhed and screamed in agony, his breathing fast and erratic, his blue eyes bulging and sweat running in rivers off of his majestic muscles, but Doug wouldn't let up, he just kept on squeezing. 

"DAMN IT!!" Doug shouted as he finally released Adam's mauled and mangled nuts. Although they had lost a good deal of their firmness, Adam's goliath gonads were proving far harder to 'pop' than internet stories had lead Doug to believe they would be. They, like their arrogant muscle stud of an owner, probably thought they were invincible. 

And Doug was beginning to wonder if that might truly be the case. 

Doug stood up and looked down into Adam's muscular lap. His balls had swollen to such a degree that they were now actually approaching coconuts in size. The smooth and silky ballsac was drawn tight around its swollen and weighty contents, allowing every curve of those magnificent man lumps to be clearly visible. And incredibly, impossibly, they were still intact. 

The crazed assailant's eyes then traveled up Adam's muscular body and saw that his monstrously engorged penis was glistening and shining in the lamp light. Doug looked closer and saw that the entire swollen head and the majority of the cock shaft were glistening with a clear, shimmering fluid. Clearly, during the extended ball abuse, Adam's cock had started pumping out a river of precum, and the slick, sticky fluid had coated most of the huge cock, and a good portion of the young man's colossal chest and cobblestone abs as well. Doug's brain just couldn't comprehend how extreme testicular abuse and pain could cause a man to throw a boner and leak precum like other men pee, and he just shook his head and resumed studying the young man's mighty bollocks. 

Adam looked up at Doug with pleading, crying eyes. His screaming had returned to muffled pleas for mercy. He knew his big burly balls couldn't take much more of this horrific abuse, and seeing how Doug had already used a lamp and a meat tenderizer as near-deadly weapons, he knew it wouldn't take Doug long to turn some other everyday object into the tool of his magnificent manhood's destruction....

Doug suddenly glanced over at Julia and said, "Oh yes, weren't you going to take your little bitch here up to the roof to light some fireworks?" Doug took several steps to stand near Julia, who was frantically crying. "Oh yeah, that's right. You're his little bitch, his little whore. Sure, what young woman, especially one as beautiful as you, wouldn't want to be bedding the biggest stud on campus? Well, I'm not sure you'll still be wanting him once I'm done with him!" 

He then grabbed Julia by the back of the head, burying his fingers in her long hair, and back handing her with the other hand straight across her face. She screamed through her gag even as Adam bellowed in obvious fury, the huge man struggling mightily but futilely to break free of his bonds. Doug readied himself for another blow, and smiled when he saw Julia flinch from him in terror...and then he paused. 

Doug realized that he had no issues with Julia, except perhaps in her choice of boyfriend, but he sure did like making Adam squirm. He just wanted to be sure that she had front row seat when the huge mass of meat dangling between her boyfriends leg's -- his most virile testament to being a man, the objects that gave him so much strength and power and the 'right' to call her his girlfriend -- were turned to meat sauce.

Doug turned to see that Adam had become much more hysterical with his abuse of his girlfriend. Doug got an evil glint in his eye, then drew back his hand and struck her again across the other side of her face, striking so hard that she seemed to black out momentarily. He drew his hand back again... 

"MMPH!! NNMMPH!!! NMMP!! PHMMP!!!" Adam tried to call out through the gag stuffed in his handsome mouth. A steady flow of tears streamed from his beautiful blue eyes as he watched helpless while Julia, the woman he loved, was being beaten. No amount of ball pain, no amount of verbal abuse and the numerous colorful ways that Doug had used to tell Adam that his nuts were not going to survive the night, nothing had elicited such a strong reaction from Adam as seeing his lady love get beaten. 

"You want me to stop?" Doug asked. 

Adam violently and emphatically shook his head 'yes', and then he closed his eyes as great sobs wracked his enormously muscular body.

Doug stepped away from a now dazed Julia, and as he walked past Adam, he gave him a quick, sharp stomp to his nuts. Then he left the room, and was gone for several long minutes. Adam made eye contact with a reviving Julia, and tried to reassure her with his eyes that everything would be alright. But both of them knew the truth, and they just stared into each other's eyes with tears streaming down their faces. 

All too soon, Doug reentered the living room, and when Adam saw what Doug was holding in his hands, he tried with even greater ferocity than before to break free...but to no avail. 

Doug gave Adam a wicked smile as he displayed the item that he had pulled from the shadow box in Adam's bedroom. It was a 1932 autographed baseball bat made out of solid maple, one of Adam's most cherished possessions...and Doug clearly intended to use it to take from Adam his two greatest and most prized possessions. 

Adam looked at Doug in terror, and he knew that in mere moments, that heavy bat was going to be used for a different kind of baseball. 

Doug took a wide stance in front of the captive muscle stud, gripped the baseball bat with both hands, and shouted "BATTER UP!!!" Then with maniacal glee, he swung the bat in a great arc, causing it to sail through the air with an audible "WHOOSH!"  

Adam watched in what seemed to be slow motion as the business end of the bat came crashing down directly into his already bruised and bloated ball bag. 

"CRUNCH!!!"

The devastating impact made a sickening wet crunching sound, and Adam felt himself gagging on puke. He quickly swallowed back down, lest he choke to death. He could feel every agonizing detail as his nuts were flattened beneath the powerful blow, and to Adam, it felt like his balls had just been pulverized to smithereens. But as the bat was raised back up into the air, Adam's balls once again bounced back to their healthy if swollen egg shapes, defying Doug and all but daring him to try again. 

And Doug was more than happy to oblige. 

The bat was raised and slammed down again, and this time the bat sunk into his ball meat slightly further than before. 

"CRUNCH!!!"

Doug slammed the bat into Adam's defenseless nuts again. 

"CRUNCH!!!"

And again. 

"CRUNCH!!!"

And yet again. 

"CRUNCH!!!"

The time between the rapid blows just wasn't enough for Adam's battered and horribly swollen apples to recover and he knew it. With each blow the bat sank further and further into the mighty wellspring of his extraordinary manhood. Adam knew that the incredibly resilient -- yet delicate -- membranes and structures of his mighty testicles weren't going to be able to resist the inevitable much longer. 

Doug continued to rain terrible destruction down on Adam's steadily weakening balls again and again and again, each time expecting it to be the final blow, the one that would end Adam's phenomenal masculinity forever. 

SLAM-CRUNCH!!! SLAM-CRUNCH!!! SLAM-CRUNCH!!! SLAM-CRUNCH!!!

Adam's massive chest heaved and he struggled mightily as the bat came down one final time. 

SLAM-CRUNCH!!!

Suddenly, Adam threw back his handsome head and uttered his most powerful, guttural bellow yet. At that same moment, to Doug's utter surprise, a monumental slug of sperm erupted from the distended tip of Adam's freakishly engorged horse cock. The tremendous gout of spunk was nearly as thick as a finger and at least 3 or 4 feet long, and it erupted with such awesome force that it rocketed straight up in the air at least 5 or 6 feet before landing with an audible splash onto Adam's sweat-soaked muscles. That single blast of cum was so thick with sperm that it was positively chunky with the consistency of a thick tapioca pudding, and so mind blowingly copious and voluminous that it contained more spunk than Doug himself could manufacture in a month of constant milking. 

Doug's heart seemed to stop for a moment as he witnessed the incredible and hyper masculine sight. 

That first blast of spunk was immediately followed by a second, even larger eruption of cum, and then another and another and another in a seemingly endless and epically prodigious eruption of pearlescent spew. Adam's face, shoulders, chest, and abs -- not to mention the chair, the floor, and even the wall behind him -- were immediately covered in thick ropes and ribbons of the stuff, and still more pumped out of his thundering bull cock to coat everything within a 5-foot blast radius with Adam's powerful seed. 

Doug stumbled back a few steps, both to get a better look and to stay out of the blast zone, and stared in dumbfounded awe as he witnessed the most magnificent orgasm in human history. Already at least a dozen massive slugs of cum had erupted from Adam's mighty tool, and there seemed no end in sight to the purging of the young man's incredibly virile loins. 

Doug's whole body seemed to shudder, and he came partway back to his senses. He then raised the bat up high and, even as Adam continued to pound out one of the greatest orgasms of his young life, Doug resumed the utterly brutal ball beating, striking even harder than before with the intent of shattering Adam's goliath nuts even as they were in the midst of pumping out the most monumental load in history. 

SLAM-CRUNCH!!!
"SPURT!   SPURT!   SPURT!   SPURT!"
SLAM-CRUNCH!!!
"SPURT!   SPURT!   SPURT!   SPURT!"
SLAM-CRUNCH!!!
"SPURT!   SPURT!   SPURT!   SPURT!"
SLAM-CRUNCH!!!
"SPURT!    SPURT!    SPURT!"
SLAM-CRUNCH!!!
"SPURT!    SPURT!    SPURT!"
SLAM-CRUNCH!!!
"SPURT!    SPURT!    SPURT!"
SLAM-CRUNCH!!!
"SPURT!!      SPURT!!"
SLAM-CRUNCH!!!
"SPURT!!     SPURT!!"
SLAM-CRUNCH!!!
"SPURT!!     SPURT!!"
SLAM-CRUNCH!!!!!

"SPURT!!!"

After 20 pulverizing blows from the bat, Adam's cock gave one last mighty purge, blasting forth the single greatest wad of them all, a rope of cum at least 6 feet long that shot forth with such awesome power that it very nearly struck the 12-foot ceiling overhead. Adam's cock gave a few more fitful shudders, squirting out a few small (by Adam's standards, anyway) spurts of cum to mix with the thick sheen of sperm that had already thoroughly whitewashed the young man's magnificently muscular body. Massive slugs of the stuff were slowly dripping down the wall behind him in thick clots of spunk, and so much of the thick ball batter was on the floor that it formed a veritable pool of spunk beneath the big muscle man. All told, Doug guessed that Adam had just blown more than a gallon of his creamy male goo, perhaps even closer to 2 gallons! Adam's assailant was momentarily stunned and paralyzed by the sheer power and magnitude of the young stud's fantastic load, and he would have never believed such a thing possible if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes. 

Adam was groaning in terrible agony, even as he fought to regain his breath after the brutal and prolonged raping of his loins. The bound muscle hunk knew that his massive left nut was at its absolute limit. The last blow from the bat had sank so far into Adam's sac that its entire contents were compressed to less than half an inch thick. 

This was it. 

Doug knew it. 

Adam knew it. 

Adam's big bull balls had taken so much abuse that they were finally starting to lose their ability to stay 'round', and both men knew that the end of Adam's fabled masculinity was imminent. 

Doug locked eyes with Adam, enjoying the look of absolute fear on the mighty muscle man's breathtakingly handsome face. He then softly brought the bat down to tap it on top of Adam's struggling left nut, taking steady aim before rearing back and bringing the bat down with all of his might onto the quivering and bloated nut. 

SLAM-CRUNCH!!!!!

Twice more. 

SLAM-CRUNCH!!!!!
SLAM-CRUNCH!!!!!

Five times in rapid succession. 

SLAM-CRUNCH!!!!!
SLAM-CRUNCH!!!!!
SLAM-CRUNCH!!!!!
SLAM-CRUNCH!!!!!
SLAM-CRUNCH!!!!!

A crazed and obsessed Doug tossed the bat aside and knelt down in front of Adam, his knees splashing into the puddle of thick splooge. Adam's gigantic nuts, formerly dense and incredibly tough orbs with a healthy egg shape, were considerably flatter looking, particularly the young man's brutalized left nut. Doug performed a rough examination with his hands, squeezing and tugging and kneading the massive orbs, and found that both huge balls were positively squishy in his hands. Where once Adam's balls had been incredibly solid, resisting any efforts to deform in Doug's powerful grip, now the tortured gonads felt mushy, bulging grotesquely between Doug's clenching fingers and quivering like jelly when he slapped them around. 

But much to Doug's surprise, his rough mauling and man-handling of Adam's nuts revealed that the big bruisers hadn't 'popped' like he expected. By this point, Doug had thoroughly expected that the only thing left of Adam's balls would be a chunky, lumpy mass of shattered nut guts, perhaps even oozing out of his split sac in big, meaty chunks. Surely even nuts of such awesome and phenomenal size couldn't have endured so much brutal abuse intact! But Doug's clutching and squeezing fingers soon confirmed that while the core tissues of Adam's balls had clearly been deformed and greatly weakened, they still formed solid, intact orbs in his sac. 

The sight of Adam's intact bull balls infuriated Doug. "No way!!" Doug thought. "No way was he going to let this muscle-bound prick walk away with anything resembling a pair of nuts between his legs!!" 

Doug bellowed in fury as he roughly grasped Adam's left ball in one hand, squeezing it to the bottom of its sac and holding it in place, while his other fist began to pound down like a hammer into the trapped bull nut. 

BAM!!! BAM!!! BAM!!! BAM!!!

Adam threw back his head once more and began bellowing in fresh agony. The recent purging of his loins only served to heighten the pain exploding in his gigantic weakening ball, and the unfortunate young man could feel every moment as the huge left nut continued to crumble under the abuse. 

BAM!!! BAM!!! BAM!!! BAM!!!

Harder and harder, Doug's blows continue to fall, his fist sinking disturbingly deep into the bloated and swollen nut, his knuckles crushing the failing orb against the hard and unyielding chair. 

BAM!!!BAM!!!BAM!!BAM!!!

Doug started making a deep growling sound in the back of his throat as he focused all of his energies on the destruction of Adam's colossal left ball, and he could feel it crumbling more and more under each blow. 

BAM!!!!
BAM!!!!
BAM!!!!

It won't be long now. 

BAM!!!!!
BAM!!!!!
BAM!!!!!

Adam's left nut was putting up almost no resistance now. 

BAM!!!!!

The huge egg was starting to crack!

BAM!!!!!

Almost there!!

BAM!!!!!

Adam lurched spasmodically in his chair as Doug felt the young man's titanic left testicle finally 'give out' and his knuckles strike the seat of the chair THROUGH the nut. Doug let out a whoop of laughter as he clutched and squeezed the mangled nut, and he could tell that it was no longer firm like its massive twin. 

BAM!!!!!
BAM!!!!!
BAM!!!!!
BAM!!!!!
BAM!!!!!

Another five full force pounding blows with his fist confirmed Doug's theory. Adam's huge left nut, one half of the young muscle god's freakish masculinity, had finally burst in the sack. With half of Adam's magnificent manhood ruined, Doug decided to make quick work of the other half.

Adam had mercifully passed out when his massive left testicle had ruptured, but was awakened a short time later by a hard slap to the face and a whiff of smelling salts that Doug had fished out of the medicine cabinet.

"Oh no you don't, big guy! I'm not done with you yet, and you still have one nut that's intact. We can't be having that." Doug chuckled to himself and continued. "I found your little rooftop entertainment package, and I plan on using it on YOUR package!" 

From across the room, Julia shrieked so loudly it was almost discernible through her gag. Adam looked down to see what she was screaming at and his blue eyes almost bugged out of his head. 

Doug had indeed found the kit of fireworks that Adam and Julia were intending to set off from the roof during the upcoming 4th of July, and the evil assailant had pulled several of the explosives out of the bag and placed them beneath the young man's huge and heavy balls. Adam couldn't tell exactly which fireworks Doug was using, as his fat and swollen sac hid them from his view, but he could tell by the lumps he could feel beneath his ball bag that Doug had packed his nuts with more than enough explosives to blow them sky high. Indeed, the only thing that Adam could see was the 6 or 8 feet of fuse snaking out from beneath his huge balls. Adam's huge sac, bloated and swollen and a mottled reddish-purple on the right side, and flattened and mushy and blue-black on the left side, almost seemed to form around the shape of the fireworks like putty. 

Adam's mighty cock had grown limp while he was unconscious, and Doug had carefully draped the thick and puffy cock over his battered balls. Doug didn't want Adam's 'little friend' to miss out on the show, and he intended to blow the huge man’s gigantic cock off of him at the same time that he utterly destroyed his enormous balls! 

Adam noticed that Doug had also stripped naked while he was unconscious, and was now slowly stroking his own rock-hard cock as he sneered at the captive muscle man. After making sure that Julia had a perfect and unobstructed view of her boyfriend -- this show was as much for her as it was for Adam -- Doug settled himself into the couch opposite the big bound muscle stud, grasped his big pud in one hand, and got ready to light the fuse. 

"Here we go, asshole!" Doug happily cheered as he touched a lit match to the end of the fuse, which immediately spit and sparked to life. Adam began to desperately thrash in the chair, his gargantuan muscles bulging and flexing dramatically as he tried to shake the chair and dislodge the bomb. But his brutally beaten and pulverized stud nuts were so heavy, so dense, and such utterly dead weight that they held the bomb tightly in place. 

Doug grasped his almost painfully hard cock and began to jack himself furiously, his eyes drinking in the incredibly erotic sight before him -- the most massive, muscular, masculine man he had ever seen bound and helpless and completely in his power, half of his heroically oversized manhood already reduced to a pulpy mass of ruined ball meat, the other half still intact but resting on top of a pile of huge explosives. The fuse was quite long, giving Doug several minutes to savor Adam's terror and his desperate but futile efforts to free himself from his impending emasculation. 

As the lit end of the fuse slowly moved closer and closer to Adam's mangled balls, Doug could feel a massive load building in his own nuts. Adam moaned and writhed and pleaded, but Doug wasn't going to save him. No, he had a front row seat for the gruesome end of Adam's mighty man tools, and he wasn't giving it up for anything. 

In just moments, the fuse was going to disappear beneath Adam's huge balls, and then the fireworks would explode, instantly vaporizing Adam's mighty mule cock and what was left of his once proud testicles. Doug couldn't wait to watch the meaty chunks of Adam's ruined genitals spray through the air like a pink and red fireworks display, and he wondered if he would be hit with any gooey chunks of Adam's humongous bull balls. He sure hoped so! Doug couldn't help but get even harder at the thought of globs of the gooey substance that was once Adam's gigantic set of swinging nuts splattering all over him. 'How will you like THAT, you fucking muscle bull!?' Doug thought to himself. This kid thought he was so fucking invincible and superior because of his hulking muscular size and enormous, powerful manhood. Well, in just a few more seconds, that massive manhood would be literally dripping off of the former stud's handsome face, and there would be nothing resembling the once beefy balls that had once dangled so huge and heavy between Adam's muscular legs. Doug was right on the edge of what he knew would be an unforgettable orgasm...

CREEEEEEAAAAKKK!!! 
SNAP!!!!!

Just as the fuse was about to disappear beneath Adam's trapped nuts, the entire chair spectacularly shattered, reduced in an instant to kindling by the awesome power of Adam's enormous muscles. The huge muscle man lurched upright as the chair disintegrated beneath him, and this motion caused the lit explosives to sail through the air with an almost beautiful grace...to land squarely in Doug's own naked lap. 

'OH SHIT!!!' Doug had a moment to think as he stared straight down at his lap and watched the last of the fuse burn and reach the bomb. 

BOOM!!!!

Doug's face was plastered with blood and chunks of ball and cock flesh as the bomb exploded outward and upward. He was in such shock and disbelief that his face was frozen in terror. An oozing substance, all that was left of his large testicles and big slab of man meat, was dripping down his face. His big cock head had been thrown upward in the blast, and it landed briefly on the top of his head before rolling to the floor. Doug's legs and torso were covered in the remains of his once proud manhood. The explosion had liquefied his testicles and blown his cock into meaty chunks. 

In an instant, Doug had been transformed from a virile man drunk on his power over another man, to a ruined, helpless eunuch. 

Adam freed himself from the rest of his restraints and, despite what must have been an overwhelming pain in his half-ruined nutsac, rushed to Julia's side to untie her and hug her close to his sweat- and cum-drenched torso. Doug remained conscious long enough to take in the scene of the reunion of the two lovers, and he could see the massive sphere of Adam's intact huge right nut still hanging whole and intact between the man's mammoth thighs. Then Doug mercifully passed out. 

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Adam's quick action to staunch the flow of blood from Doug's ruined crotch while Julia called an ambulance was probably what saved Doug's life. His genitals, however, were gone forever, disintegrating under the explosives and painting half the living room with specks of his once proud manhood. 

After Doug recovered enough from his horrific injuries, he stood trial for his crimes. It was during the court proceedings that Doug learned that Adam's left nut wasn't destroyed after all. Though the outer wall of the huge orb had indeed been ruptured under Doug's mercilessly pounding fist, the all important sperm-producing tissues inside the great orb had survived. Doctors were able to stuff all of the vessels and tissues back inside the shell of the huge nut and stitch it closed, allowing it to heal on its own. 

After Adam had made a complete recovery, he and Julia had moved forward their plans and gotten married over the summer. Doug learned that Julia was already expecting. Twin boys, no less. It was painfully clear to Doug that the big muscle man had survived the entire encounter fully intact. 


As for Doug, due to the brutality and premeditated nature of his crime, he was sentenced to life imprisonment. And Doug quickly learned in prison what other inmates do to pretty boys who have no cock or balls... 

4 comments:

  1. Another great story man. Loved every part. thanks

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    1. Thanks Jeff! It was a struggle to find some way to turn the original story on its head, but I like how it worked out. I'll be posting the original (and brilliant) story this weekend, so you can compare the two.

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    3. whatever it is...... I wanna watch :)

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