Dan’s Tag Team Ball Bashing, Part 1

Dan’s Tag Team Ball Bashing, Part 1

Based on an original story by The Mangler

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Dan felt somewhat uneasy about tonight's wrestling match. It wasn't his opponent that bothered him, although Steve was a very formidable opponent who would do anything to win. Rather it was the referee for tonight, Jason, that had big Dan concerned. 

Jason was a scrupulously fair referee and was in very high demand for difficult matches. However, Dan felt that he might be on the hit list tonight. In his last three matches, Dan had actually lost by disqualification for using a foreign object. And in all three instances, the foreign objects had been brought in the ring by his opponent, but he managed to snatch them away and then get caught using them. Thus, even though everyone knew that it had been his opponents who had done the cheating, Dan had recently won a reputation as a dirty wrestler among the refs. While he knew that Jason would not necessarily hold that against him directly, he also knew that Jason would go to any lengths to keep the fight fair and above board, and that led to some unease on his part. 

Not helping the matter was that he and Steve did not like each other and had had several heated and brutal matches in the past. Tonight’s match was being advertised as an ultimate rematch between two hugely popular wrestling titans, and it event was expected to bring a capacity crowd, as well as nearly record-breaking viewership on cable TV. 

The final cause of Dan’s concern was that his second, Big John, had not shown up and it was almost time for the match. Even with a fair ref, Dan knew that he needed a second for tonight's match. But the rules were very specific that the second had to be certified, and he knew that no substitution would be accepted. His only hope was that John would show up soon. 

The ring rep stuck his head in the door of the dressing room and announced, “Hey, Dan. About five minutes until ring time, and the ref will do the shakedown in the ring.” 

“Okay, thanks!” 

The gnawing feeling in the pit of his stomach continued to deepen with those words. Sighing, Dan took one last look in the mirror and was at least pleased with the sight that greeted him back. 

The hunky 25-year-old stood 6’3” tall and weighed a whopping 285 pounds of thick, beefy, chiseled muscle, his entire body heroically built like some comic book super hero after more than a decade of dedication in the gym. The young muscle man had short, dark hair, soulful blue-green eyes, and a nice light tan that served to accentuate his gorgeous muscular development. Dan also had a rugged, masculine face perhaps best described as “working class handsome”, combining the best of his Italian and Australian heritage. His body was extremely shredded and tight, with a thick growth of dark hair across his wide, square pecs, and trailing down the center of his chiseled abdomen before disappearing into his tight purple and yellow trunks. The outline of his thin protective cup, required by the league, could be seen in the tight trunks, the extra-large cup straining to contain the huge mass of Dan’s oversized genitals. The tight trunks also displayed his gorgeous, muscular ass to great effect, the two mighty globes of man muscle straining the tensile strength of the lycra fabric. Dan elected not to wear a jacket into the ring, preferring to display his incredible physique to the crowd from the very get go. 

Dan was a massive, sexy stud, pure and simple, and his enormous size, dashing good looks, and nearly unrivaled skill in the ring all combined to make him a favorite among the throngs of wrestling fans. 

The huge, dark-haired stud could hear the crowd start to roar even in the underground dressing room, so he quickly made his way up the stairs. The announcer called the wrestlers for the next fight, and Dan jogged into the ring to many loud cheers, especially from the female members of the crowd. Dan’s rugged good looks and fantastic physique – not to mention the truly huge bulge in his trunks – had always made him a particular  favorite with the ladies, and female viewership had increased substantially when he had signed on with the league. 

Dan’s opponent, Steve, entered next, accompanied by his second for the night, Greg. Greg and Steve had occasionally tag teamed together, but only in underground leagues and not in the mainstream wrestling world. Steve stood 6' tall and was slightly less bulky and massively muscled than Dan at 270 pounds, but all of it was thick, Grade-AAA stud muscle. Steve looked like a typical beach stud, with medium length blond hair, bleached almost white by the sun, a nice dark tan, and piercing blue eyes. He was extremely good looking, and was the picture of the "baby face" good guy. However, his wrestling style was anything but that of a good guy. Tonight his wrestling outfit was a white University of Georgia singlet, worn to congratulate the University Wrestling Team for winning the NCAA wrestling tournament. Several of those wrestler's were in the crowd tonight and appreciated the gesture. A few of them even appreciated Steve's wrestling style. The singlet clung tightly to Steve’s mighty physique, revealing a powerful body of battle-hardened muscles and Steve’s own well-packed groin. 

Greg, on the other hand, was a gigantic ox of a man, famous for his tremendous size and strength, as well as for his lack of agility in the ring. At 6’6” and nearly 400 pounds of rock-solid muscle, Greg won his bouts by simply pounding his opponents into the mat. Time and time again, opponents had worn themselves out by pounding away at this huge lug, who simply smiled and absorbed all their blows without the slightest sign of weakening. When his opponents had finished wearing themselves out, Greg would hit them, usually flattening them with one awesome blow from his huge, 28-inch arms. Greg was brutishly handsome, with short curly brown hair, brown eyes, thick square features, and a disarming smile. His massive body was freakishly muscular, dwarfing both of the other men in the ring, with measurements that defied description. Though Greg’s gargantuan physique lacked Dan’s classic lines and stunning aesthetics, there was no doubt that Greg was a human tanks. Blue trunks covered his enormous, muscular ass and significant crotch bulge, while his awesome upper physique was exposed for the crowd’s appreciation. 

Dan and Steve met in the middle of the ring for the pre-fight check. Jason first turned to Steve and said, "Okay, pull the straps down off your shoulders and down to the waist." 

"Hey, why the hell would I…," began Steve. 

Interrupting the wrestler, Jason replied, "Just shut the fuck up and do what you are told or forfeit the match. I'm not putting up with any bullshit tonight." 

Steve shot the ref a challenging look before complying with the request, striping his singlet down to the waist. The 23-year-old’s naturally hairless body was a sight to behold, the huge muscles of his chest, shoulders, and 22-inch arms tapering majestically to an incredibly tight and muscular waist. Dan felt the knot in his stomach expand even more. He knew that he was in for a rough time even before the match began. 

Jason carefully examined the waistband of Steve's trunks and examined the knee pads he was wearing, satisfying himself that all was well. 

He then turned to Dan and looked him right in the eye and without so much as blinking demanded, "Okay, hot shot, strip." 

Dan was stunned by the request and hesitated for a few seconds before responding, "What do you mean?" 

"I mean strip your cheating hide butt naked! I have no intention of putting up with any of your bullshit tonight and am going to examine you from head to toe." 

"Hey come on, you can't do that here! We’re on national TV for crying out loud!! If you wanted to do that, you could have done it in the dressing room," Dan protested. In spite of his awesome body and stunning good looks, Dan was at heart somewhat shy and was terrified of exposing himself to the packed auditorium, let alone the thousands of fans watching at home. 

"Listen to me and listen good, big guy! This isn't negotiable. The fans have a right to know that I am running a clean fight, and after your last few performances, you have forfeited any rights you might have had. Now we do this my way, or the match is over right now!" 

Realizing he had no choice, Dan responded by stripping down. He bent over, revealing first his incredibly tight, muscular, and striated ass, and then he stood up. He had to make a conscious effort not to cover himself with his huge hands because he knew that would have only have made maters worse...if they could get any worse. 

A collective gasp went up from the crowd as Dan was revealed in all his stunning naked glory. Most had believed that Dan had been padding his overstuffed jock to produce the infamous and enormous bulge at the front of his trunks, but he was now proving otherwise. Dan’s thick, uncut horse cock arched over a heroic set of bull-like balls. The Herculean, fist-sized nuts rested full and oh so low in their huge furry nutsac, and were so heavy and dense that they naturally hung more than three inches from the base of his astoundingly thick cock. 

While the ref carefully examined the jockstrap, protective cup, and wrestling trunks, Steve took full advantage of the situation to laugh, point, and humiliate his opponent to the fans. Some in the crowd laughed, and some jeered, but most were simply stunned at the sheer size of Dan’s now legendary endowment. However, when Jason lifted the 8-inch-long flaccid beer can of a cock and then hefted the mighty testicles looking for hidden illegal devises, Dan blushed with embarrassment, and the crowd did laugh. All were amused at the embarrassment of the heroically hung stud -- the “massive nuts on the massive man” as one young frat guy called out. 

Steve also took advantage of this time to go over and talk to Greg, and he managed to place a hard plastic insert into one of the knee pads, as well as a couple of other objects into his singlet. Amazingly enough, no one in the crowd seemed to catch the illegal action, as everyone’s attention was focused on Dan and his mammoth cock and balls. 

Much to Dan's chagrin, the flashbulbs of hundreds of cameras were going off, recording the event for posterity, along with the half dozen studio cameras that were sending a live feed of the event on pay-per-view. The knot in his stomach had now blossomed into a full size body ache. 

Satisfied with his inspection of Dan’s gear and gigantic genitals, Jason made Dan turn around, bend over, and spread his muscular ass cheeks. This elicited even more laughs and howls from the audience, as well as several hundred more photos that would soon appear on dozens of web sites. Jason returned the clothing to the wrestler and allowed the embarrassed muscle man to finally dress. 

The referee’s message had been sent loud and clear -- he was watching Dan closely. 

Once Dan was ready to go, Jason signaled for the match to begin. 

After circling each other several times with starts and stops at holds, the two wrestlers locked up in a test of strength with their hands over their heads. Dan slowly began to get the edge with his superior size and strength, but he was a little too close to the ropes. Greg jumped up on the ring edge and tried to grab the back of Dan's trunks. Jason was in position, however, and quickly interceded, forcing Greg back to the floor. 

Once Jason was out of view of the action, however, Steve took advantage of the situation and pumped his loaded knee into the massive groin of his opponent. While the protective cup absorbed some of the blow, it was still enough to momentarily break Dan’s concentration and strength, allowing Steve to force Dan down to his knees. He managed to get a second knee into the groin before Dan hit the mat. As Jason turned back to the action, all he saw was Dan being forced to his knees as a result of losing the strength match. 

With Dan on the canvas, Steve, still holding the hands, crossed Dan's hands around his neck, placed his knee in the back of his kneeling opponent and applied pressure to the Japanese strangle hold. Steve now had control of the match, and it was a control he had no intention of losing. 

Steve released the hold after several minutes. As Dan brought his hands and massive arms back to the front of his body, Steve grabbed Dan in a headlock and delivered a bulldog, driving the handsome man’s forehead into the mat and stunning the big man. Steve stood and waved to the crowd before turning to pull his opponent to a full standing position. Grabbing Dan by his right wrist, he twisted and threw him across the ring and into the far ring post back first. 

He quickly followed up with a running shoulder block, driving his shoulder into Dan’s corrugated midsection, forcing the air from the big man’s lungs and driving his back into the turnbuckle. The blond surfer stud then delivered a series of powerful blows into the exposed stomach of the dark-haired stud, causing the ref to finally get between the two wrestlers. He forced Steve back out into the center of the ring while berating him for using illegal blows. 

Dan had fallen to his knees and was still in the corner. Greg reached through the ropes and, pushing on his flaring and muscular back, roughly knocked Dan onto his stomach on the mat. He then grabbed one of Dan’s ankles in each hand, made sure each leg was around a different side of the ring post, and pulled back with all his awesome might, pulling Dan’s crotch into the ring post with a very meaty smack. Even with the protective cup in place, the positioning still delivered a devastatingly painful blow to the man’s trapped cock and balls. Being short of breath from the earlier blows, all Dan could do was grunt in pain and curl up into a protective ball. 

When Jason turned toward the corner, all he saw was Dan on the mat in a curled position. He assumed that this was from the shoulder block and illegal stomach blows, and did not interfere when Steve walked over to his fallen opponent to deliver a series of kicks into the dark-haired stud’s lower back and muscular flanks. 

Steve then pulled Dan from the mat by his hair (an illegal tactic now so common among all the wrestlers that the refs essentially ignored it) and crotch lifted him into a standing cross body hold. Positioning Dan in the appropriate place, Steve then charged across the ring, driving the kidney areas into the ring turnbuckle. This was repeated several times before Dan was brought across Steve’s knee in a back breaker. He balanced Dan on his knee and applied pressure to the strong chin and enormous upper thighs. This caused Dan’s huge crotch to be on prominent display. However, Steve knew that Jason would never allow a crotch shot to pass without major problems, so he passed up the opportunity...for the time being. 

Tiring of this hold, he dropped Dan to the mat, repositioned him on his stomach, and delivered a series of knee drops and kicks into the man’s muscular lower back. He knew that if he could incapacitate his opponent’s lower back, the tide of the battle would remain in his favor. The big dark-haired stud groaned and moaned pitifully, too weakened to defend himself from the brutal rain of blows. 

The blond hunk left Dan lying on the mat and walked over to Greg, conferring with the huge muscle giant on the next series of moves, mainly trying to figure out a way to deliver some debilitating and humiliating blows to their weakened opponent. But both knew that Jason was going to be hard to get around. 

Returning to the middle of the ring, Steve grabbed Dan, who had managed to pull himself up to a kneeling position, and applied a standing abdominal stretch. The time had come to loosen up the man’s phenomenal abdominal muscles. After applying the excruciating hold for about 5 minutes, Steve released it and sent Dan flying across the ring and into the ropes. 

As the gorgeous muscle man rebounded from the ropes, he was greeted with a loaded knee into the pit of his corrugated stomach. Being an expert at such matters, Steve had placed his knee such that it struck low, just above the pubic bone. Technically it was an illegal move since it was below the belt (and also because of the foreign object in Steve’s kneepad), but it was an illegal maneuver that a referee would never be able to call. Twice more this knee was repeated to devastating effect, further weakening the already battered bull stud. 

Next Dan was backed into the corner and received a series of quick rapid closed fists into the pit of the stomach and lower abdomen. Jason was quick to break up the hold, but this time while berating Steve, he kept both Greg and Dan in full view, thwarting any plans for illegal activity. Realizing the chance for further illegal damage was minimal, Steve was about to go for the final moves before a pin when the perfect diversion occurred. 

Arriving late for the match was Big John, Dan’s second. John was a stunningly handsome man, and his arrival distracted many of the audience members as well. John had the all-American boy-next-door look, with thick brown hair, bright blue eyes, a square jaw, and masculine, angular features. And at 6’4” and 355 pounds of massive, beefy muscle, John cut quite a figure in his tight red lycra trunks, and was second only to the muscle monster Greg in size and sheer muscle mass. 

However, Jason was having none of this and met John outside the ring. As per league rules, he demanded to see certification as a manager. Normally, this would have been done pre-match (as it had been done for Greg), but since John was late he could not have been pre-certified. Jason did not have the time, or if truth be known the inclination, to do the job now. 

Seizing upon the opportunity, Steve grabbed Dan, and with Greg’s help, forced him out onto the ring apron. The Italian stud’s huge 24-inch arms were outstretched and then trapped between the top two ropes. Jumping to the arena floor, Steve grabbed the man’s enormous left leg, Greg grabbed the equally massive right leg, and they simultaneously pulled down and out, splitting the man’s muscular crotch wide. Greg then pulled out a pair of brass knuckles from his trunks, which he slipped onto Steve’s right hand. Steve then delivered a powerful uppercut into Dan’s completely exposed crotch. Even the protective cup he was wearing was not enough to absorb the full brunt of the blow, and Dan felt like a freight train had hit him right in his gigantic balls. The pain was so intense that the bellow hung in his throat, and the thick plastic cup itself was broken in two. 

John was so intent on his argument with the referee that he was completely unaware of what was happening to Dan in the ring, and thus continued to argue with Jason. 

Greg was not satisfied with the effect of Steve’s last blow, and, smiling his signature handsome sneer, he reached up and pulled down the trunk’s of the suspended wrestler, reaching into the bulging jock strap and removing the two shattered pieces of the protective cup. He then tossed the pieces into the crowd, where the audience fought over the shattered cup. 

With an evil leer on his lips, Steve then proceeded to deliver a second mighty blow into the now completely defenseless crotch with the brass knuckles, slamming his fist dead on target into the massive, meaty balls. The force of the blow drove the huge, soft nuts up into the muscular wall of the man’s crotch, where they were trapped between the fist and the unyielding bone, grotesquely flattening out before springing back into their regular egg-like shapes. 

Dan now truly understood the meaning of the word pain as an atomic bomb exploded in his nuts. 

A third blow was delivered to his beefy balls before Dan was released from the ropes and dropped to the arena floor, where he lay rocking back and forth in tremendous pain. 

Realizing that they still had a few moments before Jason was back in the action, Greg and Steve picked Dan off the floor and, with much difficulty, pried his hands from his wounded crotch. They each then got under a shoulder and began walking toward the metal guardrails separating the crowd from the action. For those who didn’t know better, it looked like two friends helping a third. Upon reaching the dividers, Greg kicked one so that it was facing the ring. On the count of three, he and Steve picked Dan up by the muscular thighs and then yanked him down crotch first (well, really balls first) onto the unyielding bar with all of their awesome, squashing the mighty testicles to the brink of bursting and completing the pain lesson. Dan was all but out of it as he was thrown back into the ring. 

Jason had finally managed to dispatch John back to the locker room when he re-entered the ring to a downed Dan clutching his groin and a smirking Steve standing over him. Jason knew something had happened, but was unable to prove it. He mentally kicked himself for allowing the long distraction, but knew there was nothing to be done about it now. 

Steve delivered a series of kicks and stomps to the fallen stud’s muscular back and washboard abdomen before placing Dan in a headlock. He then held onto the brutal headlock until Dan was able to regain his voice and submit. That was the most humiliating part of all. The record would indicate that Dan had submitted to a simple headlock. 

Raising his big arms in victory, Steve was joined in the ring by giant Greg. But the tag team still wasn’t quite yet finished wrecking havoc. With an apparently well-planned approach, they charged the downed Dan and ripped his trunks and jockstrap off, leaving him naked except for his boots. Jason was roughly pushed to the side, so hard that he actually fell through the ropes and hit the floor, temporarily stunning himself. 

Once again, Steve and Greg assumed the “friends helping friends” stance, but this time simply turned the defeated stud to all four sides of the rings where cameras and videos could record the swollen, bloated, and horribly bruised nuts hanging so heavily below the huge horse cock. Dan’s colossal bull balls were glowing an angry shade of dark red that was verging toward purple, but they were remarkably still intact. 

Seeing Jason regaining his feet, the two decided the time had come for their special finishing move. Dan was placed in a corner with one leg inside the ring and one outside, his enormously muscular body straddling the ropes. Steve stood holding the leg inside the ring, while Greg stood on the apron. A little positioning made sure that Dan’s gigantic hairy ball sack was resting under his body and directly on the ropes. 

At a predetermined signal, the two wrestlers began pulling their victim down the length of the ropes, giving a wicked rope burn to the already battered and screaming balls. They ran forward and back along the rope several times, searing Dan’s huge nuts both front and back and either burning or pulling most of the dark, curly pubic hairs off of them. Dan could only whimper in agony, tears of shame pouring down his handsome face. 

The two wrestlers stopped when reached the center of the rope on their fifth or sixth pass. Dan was lifted so that his scorched nuts were hanging about two feet from the rope, and on the count of three, Greg jumped off the ring apron and Steve dropped to the mat, both while still holding onto Dan’s ankles. His balls made contact with the top rope with a loud smack, and then the rope gave and stretched about two feet before the recoil pulled his ankles free and catapulted him into the center of the ring. By this time, Jason had regained his senses and the ring, but all he could do was try to prevent further damage to the fallen muscle god. 

Laughing, Steve and Greg left the ring under thunderous applause from an appreciative crowd, and then retired to the dressing room. The left a nearly unconscious Dan curled up in the center of the ring, his massively muscled form curled up in the fetal position around his mangled and battered bull balls. 

Jason quickly removed his referee’s jersey to cover Dan’s nakedness. In doing so, he revealed his own awesome physique, including a very muscular and well-developed chest. Both Steve and Greg saw this before exiting the floor, and began plotting how to get hold of the sexy Jason for a little action as well. 

Big John had finally returned to the ring and, with Jason’s help, the two big men escorted an exhausted Dan back stage. However, instead of taking Dan to his dressing room, though, the two decided to place him in a private office. Jason had to get back to the next match, and John quickly went looking for medical assistance, leaving Dan unattended. All of this was observed by Steve and Greg, who seized the opportunity to finish what had been started in the ring. 

The two dirty wrestlers snuck into the room and grabbed an unresisting Dan. He was propped upright on the corner of the desk with his hugely muscular legs off to either side. With Steve and Greg each standing between the beefy legs, they were able to make sure that the man’s crotch was wide open with the heroically massive – and still enlarging – mule nuts resting heavily and defenselessly on the desk, completely vulnerable, and the huge flaccid dong draped over Dan’s massive right thigh. The gorgeous muscle stud was roused by the rough man handling of his body, and as he struggled back to consciousness and saw who the two men were that were holding him on the table, he began to struggle weakly in an effort to escape the brutal torment that he knew was to come. 

Without warning or preamble, Steve began pounding fist after devastating fist into the bruised and swollen bull nuts, bludgeoning the gigantic orbs with destructive force and violently crushing them against the unyielding hardwood desk. Exhausted and barely conscious, Dan was unable to offer much defense, even though he realized that Steve was trying to do permanent damage to his mammoth manhood. 

Steve’s huge fist landed like a sledgehammer, again and again and again and again, into Dan’s mighty but steadily weakening balls. Few men’s balls could have survived the abuse that Dan’s huge nuts had already endured in the ring -- loaded knee blows, punches with brass knuckles, slamming into a metal turnbuckle, crushing against a metal divider, and a mighty rug burn from being dragged back and forth across the ropes. Dan’s fist-sized bull balls had already proved that they were made from some incredibly tough stuff already just to survive for this long, but even Dan’s humongous gonads couldn’t endure this kind of punishing abuse for long, particularly after already being so tremendously battered and weakened in the arena. 

A dozen ruinous blows land on Dan’s screaming nuts, then a dozen more. The gigantic orbs are flattening more and more with each terrific blow, and while they keep rebounding into their healthy egg-like shape after each punch, it started taking them longer and longer to bounce back. Steve was already doing permanent damage to Dan’s precious baby makers, and it was clear that it wouldn’t take too much more to crack those huge walnuts wide open. The cruel blond wrestler didn’t let up on his attack for an instant, and kept right on pounding Dan’s balls into permanent sterility. 

Dan finally could not take any more, and letting go of the last of his pride, he began to cry and beg for his tormentors to stop. 

Steve landed one more brutal punch into Dan’s extremely mushy nuts and said, “All right pussy boy, here’s the deal! I’ll stop punching you and let you keep what’s left of your sorry excuse for balls on one condition. We will set up a tag match with you and Big John after you have recovered sufficiently from tonight. Except you ain’t going to wrestle.”  

Noticing the look of confusion on Dan’s stunningly handsome face, Greg delivered a truly devastating hammer blow to the badly wounded nuts, nearly bursting the massive testes with the force of his blow. Dan screamed in terrible agony and tried to clutch his tortured nuts, but Greg kept his enormous fist planted deep in the stud’s distended balls, twisting his fist in the tortured ball flesh like he was grinding out a cigarette. Dan’s beautiful brown eyes all but bugged out of his head with the pain, and his huge balls were bulging ominously around the huge invading knuckles, looking like they could burst wide open at any moment. 

Greg then said, “It’s real simple, stud. You are going to let us have your partner to beat on, two on one. You will distract the referee for us, pretend concern, but will not tag in. NO! MATTER! WHAT!” 

As Greg said the last three words, each word was accompanied by an obliterating punch into the dark-haired stud’s swollen and nearly ruptured nuts. Any one of those titanic blows from Greg’s 28-inch monster guns could have been enough to pop Dan’s goliath bull balls, ending his awesome masculinity forever. Amazingly, however, Dan’s mighty nuts somehow endured, though he was sure that they had been reduced to a beefy, jellied pulp, and it would be a long while before he would know whether he would ever be able to father children. 

“In exchange for that,” Steve added, “we let YOU keep your bull nuts, or what’s left of them. Your big muscle giant of a partner, on the other hand, will not. And that only seems fair, since it was because of him that we had the opportunity to do this to you tonight.” 

Another punch as Greg said, “Any attempt to stop or interfere with us, and we will find you. It would be such a shame to have to destroy such enormous manly nuts as yours.” 

“So what’s is it going to be,” Steve concluded. “Do we finish our work and make you into a nutless boy pussy tonight, or do you surrender your partner’s bull nuts?” 

“Okay! OKAY!! Please just leave me alone! I’ll do it!” sobbed Dan, as he was in more pain that he knew was even possible. He would have agreed to anything at that point to end the thunderous throbbing agony in his balls and to protect what was left of his broken manhood. 

Greg and Steve each delivered a final parting blow to Dan’s monstrously swollen and almost terminally squishy balls before leaving to return to their dressing room. They left Dan in a huge heap of sobbing muscles on the floor, cradling his brutalized bull balls. They duo were already plotting their tag team action, and in particular planning a way to incapacitate the handsome referee as well for a truly memorable and brutal tag bout. Their luck continued to hold as John returned with a doctor just seconds after they left. 

Dan could not look his handsome partner in the eye, but he had already began to rationalize his decision. It was John’s fault after all that he had just suffered such a violent, brutal, and humiliating ball beating and defeat at the hands of the two vicious wrestlers. He knew that Big John’s gargantuan cock and balls were even larger and more oversized than Dan’s own, and that John was understandably proud of his enormous endowment. Dan bitterly looked forward to Big John’s upcoming match with Steve and Greg, and he hoped that the mighty muscle man’s goliath gonads would be reduced to nothing more than a bloody smear on the ring floor.