Behind Enemy Lines, Part 2

Behind Enemy Lines, Part 2

Based on an original story by an unknown author

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Lt. Mike Zerkowski was in a paradise of lust unlike anything he had known before. For nearly two hours now, he had been torturing the most handsome and insanely muscular soldier he had ever seen, a young man who also possessed an impossibly monstrous and powerful set of genitals that looked like they belonged on some prehistoric beast, not on a gorgeous lad in the first blossom of his extraordinary manhood. 

A whopping and unbelievable 800 POUNDS of iron was now tearing at the young man’s phenomenally strong bull balls, stretching them past the lad’s own knees, while the twin steel plates of the ball vise had crushed the stud’s coconut-sized seed pods down to less than an inch in thickness. Perhaps only a dozen full twists of the vise’s handle now separated those two plates from one another, with nothing but the dense and beefy flesh of the young man’s goliath bull balls keeping those two plates apart. 

Mike had never imagined that such colossal and ferocious strength was even possible, and he allowed himself several long and lingering moments to memorize every detail of the sight. The young man’s achingly handsome and masculine face, his blue eyes filled with fear and begging silently for mercy. The lad’s perfect, unblemished, sweat-slick skin stretched taut over muscles of such stupendous size and exquisite definition that Mike’s mind reeled in lust and wonder. The way the young man thrashed and flexed and bucked so enticingly when in the throes of agony. The colossal tower of the stud’s tumescent horse cock, 18 mouth-watering inches of the thickest, beefiest, hardest, most vein-gnarled man meat that Mike had ever seen. The unimaginably profound stretch to the stud’s gargantuan nuts, as stretch so long and so pronounced that it nearly equalled the impossible length of his own monster cock. And the juicy and meaty double helping of super human male gonads trapped within the steel embrace of the huge vise, crushed perilously flat and bulging out between the twin iron plates. 

All of that stupendous, unparalleled male beauty and powerhouse masculinity was now teetering on the razor’s edge of destruction. The Lieutenant knew he would never again encounter a man so phenomenally muscular, hung, and powerful as this super human lad, and he wished he could torture him a hundred, a thousand times. Instead, he knew he would have to make this one moment count. Mike knew it wouldn’t take much more effort to annihilate the young muscle man’s manhood forever. Just a little more weight hanging from his balls. Or perhaps just a few more turns of the vise…

Mike grabbed the vise handle and twisted the screw again. The young man’s gigantic balls were now squishing out from between the plates so much and bulging so brightly that they looked at any moment like they would explode. Undaunted, Mike tightened the screw again, and again, and once again, each time anticipating that the huge nuts would explode inside their sac. 

But as Mike gave the press one final turn, the amazing happened. Without warning, the young man’s gargantuan cock began to shudder and quake, trembling like some sort of flesh cannon. Moments later, the young man’s magnificent bull cock began to spew out the most titanic orgasm Mike had ever seen. 

The first blast of cum was thicker than a pencil and over 8 feet long, arcing high into the air with tremendous force and power to land with a very wet splat on the top and front of Mike’s own large desk…more than 25 feet away!! Mike had once seen a man shoot his cum nearly a dozen feet, and had heard that the world record for distance was just under 19 feet, and yet here was a mountain of a man whose cock was pointed up, not out, and STILL managed to shatter that distance record. And from the looks of things, that one blast of cum alone would break all world records for size, so impossibly huge was the volume of milky fluid in that one single blast. 

But as Mike was soon to learn, that first blast was simply the precursor of what would be a colossal deluge of sperm from the young man’s cock. 

The second blast followed quickly behind the first, just as massive and actually shooting even farther than the first load, landing all over Mike’s leather chair behind the desk. And that was followed by another, and another, and another, and another, and yet another in a seemingly endless barrage of sperm salvos from the young man’s gargantuan meat cannon. Mike was mesmerized by the awesome sight before him, for he could not believe the sheer quantity of splooge that was erupting from the young man’s titanic penis. 

Mike watched in flabbergasted amazement as one minute passed, and then two, and STILL the young super stud’s unbelievable orgasm thundered on with no end in sight. Mike’s table and chair, and even the wall behind them, were by now completely drenched in the thickest, whitest cum the Lieutenant had ever seen, as was the floor from the desk all the way back to the young man’s big muscular feet. 

Finally, after two and a half full minutes of continuous orgasm, the young man’s epic and unimaginably titanic ejaculation began to ebb, the blasts diminishing in size and force. Mike suddenly had a brilliant idea and, grabbing the cum soaked ball press, twisted the screw another quarter turn. The young stud bellowed in even greater agony, and his orgasm was renewed in both force and vigor, the vicious ball pain bringing the young man once again to the heights of orgasm. 

Ever so slowly, Mike continued to twist the screw, making the young man’s orgasm continue full force, and inching his huge nuts closer and closer toward their awesome destruction. They mighty bollocks had already been reduced to beefy pancakes, and were continuing to flatten out even more. Would the young man succeed in shooting his entire load, or would his balls rupture and explode before he had the chance? Mike was ever so eager to find out. 

Another minute went by, and yet another, and then the young man’s orgasm finally began to subside, despite repeated short, quick twists of the screw. As the last dregs of the handsome young muscle stud’s monumental load belched forth from his gargantuan 18-inch horse prick, Mike began the final tightening of the screws, knowing that the time had come to finish off the stud once and for all. 

By this time, the young man’s normally 5+ inch thick bull had already been squashed down to less than ½ an inch thick, and Mike knew it would only take about three more full turns of the screw to bring the plates together, utterly annihilating anything caught in between. In the meantime, the continued tearing weight of the 800 pounds of steel attached to the ball press must have caused something to snap in the young man’s mighty balls, for they now hung over 18 inches from his crotch, now dangling as low as his own massive horse cock was long! The young bull buck was now truly on the razor’s edge of destruction. 

A quarter turn, and then a quarter turn more — the young man’s nuts were horribly distended. 

Another quarter turn, and another, each turn of the screw becoming more and more difficult for Mike as the young man’s balls fight valiantly for their survival. 

Another quarter turn — no man’s balls could possibly take this much abuse! 

Another quarter turn, and another, and the young man’s nuts are nearly as flat as pancakes. 

Another quarter turn, Mike straining with all his might to keep turning the screw. 

Another quarter turn, the young man is letting out one continuous bellow now, the ball press only about one full turn away from closing shut entirely. 

Another quarter turn… 

At the last moment, Mike paused and considered the sight before him. The brutally handsome and masculine young buck was quivering on the edge of losing his manhood forever, a manhood unlike anything that Mike had ever seen before. He had endured tortures no man should conceivably be able to endure, and pumped out a load so massive that it coated every surface in front of the young super stud with his fantastically potent sperm. 

Mike realized that he wasn’t done with this ultra powerful stud yet. 

Smirking, Mike made as if he was going to give the press the final turn that would ensure the young man’s emasculation. But instead, he hit the fly release, which allowed the ball press to quickly unscrew and the jaws to open, allowing the young man’s balls to rapidly swell back to their normal size and dimensions. The rapid swelling was heroically painful, however, and the young prisoner bellowed anew as the blood surged back into his nearly-busted balls, the gag in his mount barely muffling his deep-throated screams. 

But even when the press had widened to its largest setting, the young man’s humongous balls were still not freed, as they were far larger than the press was meant to accommodate and thus remained trapped between the plates. Even with 800 pounds of steel hanging from his mighty orbs and hovering a mere few inches above the floor, the young man’s balls were still wedged firmly inside the vise. Frustrated, Mike gave the press a few strong tugs, adding his strength to the weight ripping at the young stud’s bull nuts. Then he yanked harder still, and again to no effect. Exasperated, Mike leapt up in the air, wrapped his legs around the weights, and dropped toward the floor. 

The young man’s recoil was awesome – every gargantuan muscle on the lad’s phenomenal physique stood out in deep relief and he screeched in utter agony. Mike had just added his 260 pounds of raw muscle to the weights, increasing the total weight tearing at the young man’s bull balls to 1,060 pounds! More than half a TON of weight!! And though it was utterly impossible, the mighty bull nuts STILL held, refusing to be torn from the young man’s spectacular body!! 

Mike could only look up at the handsome prisoner with something approaching worshipful awe. Even his greatest fantasies hadn’t imagined a muscle stud so handsome, so powerful, so monstrously hung. As the gigantic mass of weights swung slowly between the bellowing prisoner’s massive legs, a stunned Mike could only gape in open mounted wonder. 

Suddenly, the beefy Lieutenant could feel himself slowly slipping downward. At first, he thought it might be the young man’s balls finally failing, but to his great surprise and delight, he saw that the ball press was finally starting to slip off of the cum-slickened bull balls. Mike bounced up and down to try to free the weights faster, nearly finishing the process of tearing the great nuts off, but those mighty gonads somehow continued to endure. After a few more moments, with the fate of the young man’s nuts hanging precariously in the balance, the ball press finally slid off, and Mike and the weights crashed to the cum-soaked floor in a loud cacophony of steel, beef, and sperm. 

Mike looked up at the towering mountain of muscle above him, and admired the awesome sight. The handsome young stud’s awesome, mammoth chest was heaving with an effort to regain his breath, and his entire, great muscular bulk glistened with sweat and cum. The young stud’s 18-inch cock was still rock hard, despite a five-minute orgasm that had pounded out gallons of man cream and two hours of brutal ball abuse that would have destroyed any other man’s testicles a hundred times over. 

And those testicles! They had indeed survived, and though they were now bright red from abuse and hung about 8 inches from his crotch – nearly twice their normal dangle! – they were incredibly still intact!! 

Mike couldn’t wait to see what other abuses the huge orbs could endure.