The Showdown - Jayse Version

It's funny - even though I have a huge file of stories that I consider final versions and ready to post, I can't help but do a final re-read and edit to clean them up before posting. This story is no exception. I re-read it this morning, made a few minor edits and corrections...and added about three more pages of content! Like the stories I post aren't long enough already!! LOL! Hopefully you all don't mind too much...

This story is another rewrite from that master of erotic wrestling stories, The Mangler. Most of the action in this story was either inspired by The Mangler's version or taken directly from his story, including the hero's leap off the turnbuckle at the end of the match. MAN, but I love writing about beating up the massive balls of some handsome, cocky, hugely muscled young stud!!! :)

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The Showdown
Based on an original story by The Mangler

It is hereby agreed by the parties signed below that the match shall consist of a no time limit bout. The standard rules of The World Pro Fight League apply with the following exceptions as agreed to by both parties: 

1. Each wrestler is entitled to one (1) second at ringside. Said second must be selected in advance and said name forwarded to the referee at least one week prior to the match.

2. Each wrestler is entitled at the time of the match to select one (1) additional rule or requirement pertaining to the attire, rules, and conduct of the match subject to previous agreement with the ref. Said rule will be announced to the other wrestler by the referee at the beginning of the match. If either wrestler chooses not to accept said rule change, he shall pay a fine of $100,000 to the other wrestler and be barred from the league for six (6) months. Said wrestler remains under exclusive contract to The World Pro Fight League. The following regulations will apply to any proposed additional rule: 

• a. Each wrestler may discuss the proposed rule with the referee anytime up to one week prior to the match. The referee shall rule on the admissibility of the rule change and has complete and final say over the allowance of any rule.  
• b. The referee shall show broad discretion in the allowance of the proposed rule; only those rules which are extremely dangerous or manifestly prejudicial to one wrestler shall be disallowed. 
• c. The referee MAY NOT under ANY circumstances discuss one wrestler’s proposed rule, or the content of either wrestler’s discussion, with the other wrestlers. 

3. Wrestling attire shall be standard wrestling equipment. For purposes of “illegal or low blows” the area covered by said wrestling attire shall be considered off limits.  

4. During the course of the match, if one wrestler proposes a rule change and the other wrestler accepts, that rule is adopted and becomes one of the rules of the match. These rules DO NOT have to be discussed with the referee beforehand and the referee MAY NOT reject said rule, subject to acceptance by both wrestlers. However, interpretation of the rule change is COMPLETELY at the ref’s discretion.

5. The match shall take place within a cage built around the ring at a distance of ten feet on all sides. 

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The fans were highly excited about tonight’s match. The final “showdown” match between Dave and Craig was occurring tonight. The two wrestlers had shown increasing animosity and hatred for each other over the past year and were battling whenever and wherever they could, either legally in the ring or illegally outside the ring. The wrestling commissioner had finally suggested the showdown match. The negotiations had been as intense as their rivalry. However, final rules were finally agreed upon. The special stipulations of the match had been widely distributed via the Internet, word of mouth, and on the streets such that there was a large sell out crowd for the match. Most fans were awaiting the start of the match with increasing agitation. The first matches of the evening were over and they were now eager for the arrival of the evening’s main event – the wrestling match between Dave and Craig. 

Because of the advanced hype and ticket sales, it had been necessary to move the card to another, larger arena at the last minute. As such the setup wasn't quite "normal". The cage, as stipulated, was ten feet from the ring apron--far enough out of the way not to be a factor in the match. However, it had been necessary to include the first row of seats within the cage. There had been talk of selling these seats at a premium, but that idea was vetoed by both wrestlers.

The crowd had been so anxious for the main event to begin that it had been necessary to cancel two of the preliminary bouts. The crowd was getting much too anxious and fidgety and there was fear of violence.

The referee for the night’s match was Big John, so named because of his size. The red-headed giant stood 6 feet, 8 inches tall and weighed in at a massive 360 pounds, easily the biggest man in the League. He was all muscle with absolutely no fat (as were virtually all the combatants in the League). He was an extremely handsome mountain of a man, and known for being scrupulously fair. Big John had been in the wrestling game long enough to know most of the tricks of the trade, and could spot cheating a mile away. 

Dave had been a crowd favorite since he first joined the League almost 5 years ago, not only because of his masculine beauty and raw sex appeal, but also because of his extraordinary strength and talent in the ring. Now 26 years old and at the height of his game, Dave had been successful from the very start and quickly earned several of the lower-ranking titles, then rapidly moved up the ranks into the big leagues. He was regarded as having a "baby face", and he would have almost been considered “pretty” if his face wasn’t so overwhelmingly masculine. His stunning, super hero good looks went along well with his long-standing reputation as a clean and fair fighter. But as his feud with Craig had intensified over the past year or so, Dave had been gaining a reputation as a player who could ignore the rules and brawl with the best of them. 

His physique was the perfect match for his stunning face, for his body was perfectly proportioned and thick with powerful muscle. Dave was a big man by any standards, standing 6 feet, 3 inches tall and weighing 285 pounds of pure beefcake muscle. He had a classic bodybuilder's physique, thick with battle hardened muscle, hugely pumped yet lean and deeply striated, and with a perfect and dramatically V-shaped torso. To say that he was gorgeous would be an understatement, and Dave was widely regarded as being perhaps the handsomest and best-built guy in a League chock full of studly and handsome muscle men. The hunk had dark brown hair, cut short, and the kind of blue eyes that would melt the coldest heart. His massive chest was covered with a silky mat of dark curly hair that trailed into a single line down his abdomen and disappearing into his trunks. He had a preference for box cut trunks in bright colors that highlighted the rich tan of his skin. Tonight he was wearing his "lucky" red trunks, allowing his many fans (both male and female) to admire his big and tight muscle ass and his extraordinarily well-packed crotch. Speculation had been running rampant for years regarding whether Dave padded his shorts or not, for the titanic bulge in his shorts seemed beyond the realm of human possibility. For his part, Dave refused to speak on the subject, so his many fans and detractors alike could only wonder how much of that gigantic bulge was meat and how much was stuffing. 

Craig stood in opposition to Dave. He was a compact beef ball of a stud, standing slightly shorter than Dave at 5 feet, 10 inches but still weighing a massive  260 pounds, making him pound-for-pound even bulkier than muscle man Dave. Craig also has a bodybuilder’s shape, although he was more square and blocky than Dave’s classic V shape aesthetic. Craig had shaggy blonde hair, crystal baby blue eyes, and a dark sun tan -- in short, a perfect beach boy look. 

Like Dave, Craig was also extremely handsome, with a dark, bad-boy look. Although he had an innocent and open face, Craig could not be more opposite, as many of his opponents would attest. Craig would do anything to win a match, and no tactic, no blow, no maneuver was considered too extreme or off limits. In other words, rules meant nothing to him and winning was everything. He had a preference for singlet style attire (the better to cheat with), and tonight was wearing dark blue singlet. 

Big John knew of Craig’s propensity to cheat, and so he spent a large amount of time with Craig prior to the match and made it known that he would be enforcing the rules to the limit. Craig had responded with a "no problem", which, combined with the rules for the match, had made Big John somewhat uneasy. 

Craig's second for tonight, Jay, was also occasionally his tag team partner and had a very similar look. In the beginning of their career, they had wrestled together as the “Beach Boys”. Jay stood 6 feet, 1 inch tall and weighed 265 pounds of bulging muscle, another one of the “big boys” of the sport and a crowd favorite as well. Jay was also handsome in an overly-masculine, lantern-jawed sort of way. Jay’s white blonde hair was cut very short, and he had blue-green eyes. His wrestling philosophy matched that of his partner perfectly – “Winning isn't everything. It is the only thing!” 

The crowd went wild as the two combatants finally made their long-awaited appearance from opposite sides of the arena, and the screaming and cheering was deafening. The two big men entered the cage and met in the center of the ring with Big John. Jay took his position in Craig’s corner, but Dave was conspicuously alone, as his second had failed to show in time. He had attempted to select a replacement, but Craig had refused to waive the pre-certification rule, and thus Dave had no second. It was going to be Dave against BOTH Craig and Jay, but the handsome dark-haired stud gave no indication of being afraid or concerned.

“Okay, Dave, you get to announce your rule first,” Big John said as the two fighters met in the ring.

“My rule is that at any time during the match, either wrestler may call for a 30 minutes ‘no submission’ time period during which neither wrestler can submit and the only way for the match to end is with a pin. The rule can only be invoked one time.”

Craig appeared somewhat taken aback by the choice of the rule, not so much for the rule itself, but by the fact that Dave, a notorious “good guy,” would propose it.

Big John intoned, “Under the agreement, I find that the rule is acceptable, and would point out that, if invoked, the full 30 minutes would be allowed. I must point out that during this time, standard rules would still apply. Craig, do you accept this new rule?”

Staring into the blue eyes of his opponent, Craig replied, “With pleasure Big J. And you, asshole, are going to regret it.”

Big John then asked Craig, “And what rule do you propose?” 

With a wicked smile on his face, Craig stated, “I propose that my opponent wrestle naked.” 

A stunned looked crossed Dave’s face. The look became even more alarmed when Big John announced (with some obvious discomfort), “Under the agreement, I find that the rule is acceptable. Dave, do you accept this requirement?” 

A few seconds of silence passed before Dave responded, “Yeah, if this pussy wants to see a real man’s cock so bad that he wastes his rule on that, why not.” 

“The rules having been agreed upon, the match may begin once Jay has left the ring and once Dave has removed his trunks and boots.” 

Craig replied, "Hey Big J, have a heart. It's bad enough that Dave has to expose his puny sex tools to everyone. Let him keep his boots." 

"Man, it's your rule, so anyway you want to do it," was Big John's response. 

With that, Dave clenched his powerful jaw and removed his trunks, jockstrap, and cup in one smooth motion, handing them to Big J. Craig quickly snatched the trunks from the ref and threw them to Jay at ringside, who held them up like a trophy to the cheering crowd. 

A gasp went up from the audience once Dave’s naked body was revealed for the very first time, and all of the speculation regarding the size of his genitals was finally put to rest. Craig may have taunted Dave for the inadequate size of his junk, but in reality, Dave clearly had no reason to be the least bit embarrassed about his equipment. Quite the contrary, for he possessed not only a splendid, awe-inspiring physique, but also a set of “puny sex tools” that where anything but. Completely soft, his massive, meaty cock measured an awesome 8 ½ inches in length and was as thick as a man’s wrist, bigger and thicker than most men’s biggest and hardest boners. The thick slab of man meat was matched by a set of balls so huge as to be obscene. Each huge nut was the size of a clenched fist, so huge and oversized that they looked like they belonged on a brahma stud bull. Dave’s huge gonads rested very low in a low-slung sac, no doubt a testament to their great weight, stretching his big ball bag to a good three inches from his muscular crotch. The thick and baggy scrotum was naturally extremely hairy, but Dave kept his huge sac as smoothly shaven as his own face, leaving the silky skin of his ballsac completely smooth. 

No one in the rapt audience had ever before seen a man hung nearly so big as Dave, and they were temporarily stunned into near silence at the extraordinary sight. Then someone in the far corner of the arena shouted out a crude remark, and the dam broke – the crowd erupted into comments and laughter and and screams and jeers. Dave bore it all stoically, but his handsome face visibly reddened with embarrassment and anger. 

Once both wrestlers were ready, Big John signaled for the match to begin, and the bell rang. 

The two wrestlers warily approached one another before locking up in a refs’ hold. Dave was able to convert this to a headlock, using his superior strength and size to overpower his beefy opponent. He rotated his massive, muscular, 24-inch left arm several times, applying as much pressure as possible to the hold. He then released the hold, grabbed Craig by the arm, and threw him into the opposite ropes. As Craig rebounded from the ropes, Dave delivered a knee into Craig’s corrugated stomach, driving the air from Craig's lungs and dropping him to the mat. 

Big John moved in before Dave could press his advantage and admonished Dave “to watch out for the illegal blows.” 

“What do you mean illegal? It was a clean knee into the stomach,” Dave replied in surprise. 

“According to the rules, anything covered by wrestling trunks is off limits,” was Big John's obviously hesitant reply. 

Dave seemed to be at a loss for words, but noticed that Craig was regaining his feet. Dave quickly grabbed him and reapplied the headlock and tried to think. Craig began trying to apply pressure to the beefy arm and was slowly raising it. Dave realized that he was losing the hold, and so threw Craig to the mat with a hip check, maintaining the hold and following him down to the mat. He applied pressure for several more seconds before regaining his feet. As he released the hold, he pushed Craig chest first into the ropes and delivered a forearm smash across the man’s powerful lower back. 

Again Big John approached, “Watch the illegal blows Dave.” 

 As Dave began to protest that it was a legal blow, Big John reminded him “that anything covered with wrestling gear is considered 'below the belt' and off limits.” 

Dave was beginning to realize the problem that he was going to have. He quickly replaced the headlock, more to give him time to think than to hurt his opponent. Craig decided the time had come to show Dave just how much trouble he was really in. Reaching between Dave's muscular spread legs, he grabbed Dave's massive balls and began squeezing and pulling them back between the legs. 

“AAAHHH!!!” bellowed Dave. “Hey ref! Make him let go! He's got me by the balls!!” 

“Anything not covered by wrestling gear is fair game, Dave. Nothing illegal about the hold,” Big John intoned with obvious distaste. As these words sank in, Dave began to realize that he was in for a bigger match than he had anticipated. The rapidly mounting pain in his nuts finally reached an incapacitating level as Craig viciously clutched a massive nut in each of his big and very strong hands, and Dave released the headlock and dropped to his knees. Craig maintained the ball busting hold all the way to the mat.

“Welcome to hell, big man,” Craig sneered right in Dave’s ear. 

Releasing his grip on the massive nuts, Craig got to his feet, pulled Dave to a standing position, and threw him across the ring into the ropes. As he rebounded into the center of the ring, Dave was met by a knuckle sandwich into his exposed nuts, the blow striking right at the junction of the ball sack and the base of the cock. A combination grunt of pain and explosion of air was the result. 

“Hey, watch the fists, Craig,” was Big John's only comment.

Laughing, Craig pulled Dave to his feet and delivered a series of three powerful knee lifts into the crotch of his obviously hurting opponent, the blows landing with such force that the huge dark-haired stud was actually lifted several inches off of the mat. 

The explosions of pain in Dave's nuts and lower abdomen were intense. He realized that he had been "tricked" with the rules and knew that he had little chance of winning this match. Thinking of that old phrase "discretion is the better part of valor" he decided to simply surrender. He knew that he would be subjected to the humiliation of his decision, but at least he would still have his nuts, which he realized were now on the line and seriously in danger of being destroyed by his dirty-fighting opponent. 

Craig, however, had other ideas. As Dave struggled to regain his breath and utter his submission, Craig called out to Big John, “Hey ref, let's start the 30 minute no surrender rule that this pussy wanted.” 

No sooner were the words out of his mouth than Dave managed to sputter, “I quit!” 

“Sorry big dude, but according to the rules, once the 30 minutes begins, there is no stopping,” an obviously distraught Big John replied. 

With an evil laugh, Craig grabbed Dave by his thick, dark hair and pulled the big muscle stud to his feet. He reached down with his right hand, grabbed Dave's huge balls in a nut crusher, and began applying as much pressure as possible. The cries of agony and horror that escaped Dave's lips only encouraged Craig to apply even more pressure. 

After a few minutes, but what seemed like an eternity to Dave, the devastating hold was released. Instead of allowing Dave to drop to the mat, Craig grabbed him by the arm and threw him across the ring. As he rebounded from the ropes, he was met with a devastating knee to the crotch. 

The huge muscle man dropped to the mat like a stone, lying on his back and completely stunned by the intense pain in his gigantic nuts. For the next ten minutes, Craig subjected Dave’s huge balls to all sorts of brutal abuse, from a two-fisted nut crusher to pulverizing knee drops to the balls, incredibly rough treatment that would have quickly ruined another man’s balls. But even Craig had to silently admit his admiration for his handsome and huge-balled nemesis, for Dave’s mighty orbs absorbed every bit of abuse that Craig could inflict on them, and seemed almost eager for more. 

Craig alternated this brutal torture with gentle massage and rubbing, adding maddening pleasure to the brutal torments. Despite the devastating and terrible pain in his throbbing balls, the fondling and manhandling of his massive gonads soon caused Dave’s mighty cock to engorge to its full, eye-popping, beer-can-thick, 14+ inches, slapping heavily against his corrugated upper belly and terminating only a few inches shy of the dramatic overhang of his super thick, massive pecs. Anytime the pain threatened to allow the cock to subside, Craig would stop his pain torture just long enough to stroke and pet the man’s bruised and swelling balls until his monster cock returned to its full steely hardness. 

The fans by now were stunned and awed, and more than a little disgusted. “How could a real man get excited by having his nuts pulverized,” they asked? “How could a man’s cock possibly be so huge and so thick?” “How could his balls be larger than those of a bull?” “It’s not possible.” “It’s not natural.” “Sick fucker doesn’t deserve to have balls that huge!” were their replies. The crowd decided that Dave must be a freak and therefore deserved whatever was happening to him. 

Craig delivered a series of stomps, knee drops, and fists to the lower abdomen of his opponent, and then set him up for the "finish". Rolling the muscular Dave onto his intensely muscular stomach, Craig spread the man’s truly massive lower legs apart until the huge and now dark red balls were splayed out flat on the mat, between the mighty legs. Craig then stood, placed his booted heel on the ball sack, and began to twist back and forth like he was putting out a cigarette, all the while increasing the pressure. 

Big John stood by helplessly as Dave’s screams and pleading filled the air. Dave could feel his nuts becoming more swollen and mushy as the pain radiated from below. He bellows of “NO MORE!!! I QUIT!!! PLEASE STOP!!!” were ignored. 

Suddenly the pain was temporarily decreased (but by no means stopped) when Craig released the trapped nuts and then fell on Dave's back, getting him in a full nelson. Craig made sure that Big John was nearby as he began talking to Dave in a very gentle, singsong manner. 

"Hey pussy boy, how you doing, huh? Hurting a little bit down below? Well listen, I'm not a totally uncaring son of a bitch, so I have a little proposition for you. Hey, Big J, how much time we got left here?" 

Consulting the ringside clock, Big John responded, "About 8 minutes.” 

"Oh yeah, plenty of time for me to finish off your big bull nuts. I gotta admit, these huge fuckers of yours have proven much tougher than I would have imagined, but they’re startin’ to get positively squishy. It won’t take that much more to burst ‘em. Flatten ‘em out. Smoosh ‘em smooth. Yeah, plenty of time to take away your disgustingly oversized manhood, pussy boy," Craig crooned into Dave's ears, the words a harsh contrast to the gentle and quiet nature of the voice. "Would you like to negotiate to keep your nuts, boy?" 

Dave was scared shitless, and made even more so by the tone of the voice he heard. "What do you have in mind?" was his croaked reply. 

"Well, here is the deal. I will stop working on these big things you used to call your nuts, if you agree to extend the 'no submit' time by another 30 minutes AND allow my partner to join in the action." 

"Do you think I'm crazy?!" was Dave's only response as the words sank into his brain. 

"Don't know, are you?" Craig asked as he released half the full nelson, reached down with his free hand and grabbed his opponent’s nuts. Concentrating on the massive and swollen left nut, he began squeezing again. 

As the pain exploded to even more unbelievable levels, Dave realized that he was in deep shit either way he went. But one way at least let him keep his balls. “OKAY!! I agree, I AGREE!! Just stop!!” 

Craig released the nuts and said, "Okay, just so we all understand the rules, the 'no submit' time is reset for 30 minutes, Jay gets to join the action, and I agree not to touch the pussy boy's nuts. Is that what we are all agreeing too?" 

Dave squeaked out his agreement, and Big John, looking decidedly unhappy about the events, also agreed. Craig laughed as he released the downed wrestler completely and went over to inform Jay of what was happening. Big John informed the ring announcer so that an announcement could be made to the crowd. The crowd reaction was one of support and approval, a turn that Big John had not really expected. The shouts of derision and scorn directed toward the deeply hurting Dave began to seep into Big John's awareness. 

Jay simply laughed as Craig told him of the change of events, and quickly stripped down to his bikini style underwear before entering the ring shouting, "I don't want to get any of pussy boy's blood on my clothes!" The crowd cheered its approval.

Once Jay had finished stripping, the duo was ready to begin their assault. Dave had managed to get to a kneeling position while Craig and Jay had been planning their mode of attack. Jay strolled toward his opponent. As he walked in front of Dave, he was stunned by the sudden appearance of a fist swinging upward from the mat straight into his crotch, slamming Jay’s own big nuts up into his pubic bone with shattering force. A stunned look crossed his face as the air was forced from his body and he fell back onto the mat. Many of the fans yelled their approval, but most did not appear happy with the maneuver. 

Big John was immediately in front of Dave, yelling at him “Watch the fists and low blows. They are illegal here.” 

“Fuck you,” was Dave’s reply. 

Before Big John could reply, Craig, who had approached from behind, delivered a series of kicks to the Dave’s lower back forcing him to the mat, face first. “You lousy son-of-a-bitch! You’re going to regret that!” he yelled. He then proceeded to deliver a series of knee drops and stomps to the kidney area. The fan’s were screaming and yelling their approval by this point. Craig then pulled Dave to his feet, backed him into the corner, and threw his arms over the top rope, exposing the entire front of his gorgeous body.

Big John was on the mat checking on the condition of Jay but could see what was happening in the corner as well. Once Craig had Dave in position, he began delivering a series of blows into the man’s colossal chest and heavily muscled abdomen using forearm smashes and fists. Dave attempted to get Big John’s help, but the ref was still occupied with Jay. Craig finished his session with several fists into Dave’s battered balls, driving the final resistance from the big man. At this point, Big John had finally arrived in the corner and admonished Craig, “Hey man, the nuts are off limits to you at this time,” although there wasn’t much conviction in his voice. 

Dave was body slammed to the mat in the center of the ring. By now Jay had regained his feet and was ready to join the action. By agreement, he and Craig each took an arm, spread them out from Dave’s body and stood on the wrists, trapping them. Each then began delivering a series of stomps and kicks into the massive biceps and hairy armpit of their opponent. After several minutes of this, they both stepped back and delivered a double stomp to the biceps, jumping into the air and landing with both feet onto the massively muscular upper arms. They followed this by dropping their knees on the mighty limbs, and then began delivering a series of fists and punches to the enormous but steadily weakening muscles. Big John watched without comment as the assault continued and moans of pains escaped from Dave, who began protesting the fists. After a minute or two, Big John finally admonished the two wrestlers to “move on to something else. You know fists aren’t allowed.” But by the then the damage had been done, and Dave’s massive, powerful arms had been rendered useless. 

Jay pulled his devastated opponent from the mat and threw him across the ring into the ropes. As he rebounded into the open ring, he was met with a knee to the center of his abdomen. Craig repeated this maneuver, followed again by Jay and then a fourth time by Craig. After the final knee, Dave lay on his back gasping for breath. His merciless opponents then began delivering a series of knee drops, stomps, and leg drops into his stomach muscles, one of them holding his now useless arms out of the way as necessary. The pain in his abdomen slowly intensified, although the pain in his nuts was still by far the worst. 

After a final knee drop to the belly, Craig pulled Dave to his feet, scooped him up as if to deliver a body slam, but on the way down twisted him so that he landed stomach first across his knee, driving what little air was left from his lungs. As he was dropped to the mat, the fans shouted their pleasure at the move. Those few loyal fans that were still rooting for Dave had become silent, mainly because they were receiving threats from the surrounding fans. 

As Dave lay unmoving on the mat, Jay forced him over onto his back, sat on his hairy chest, and applied a stomach claw to the upper abdomen. Craig sat on the man’s gigantic thighs and applied his claw to the low abdomen, just above the crotch. Both began digging in as if trying to reach the man’s backbone. Dave’s weakened muscles offered little resistance. Cries of “I QUIT!!! PLEASE!!! NO MORE!!!” issued from his mouth but were ignored. 

Big John dropped to the side of his head and stated, “Sorry dude, but you can’t submit—just like you requested at the beginning of the match,” but now with a very taunting quality to his voice. Big John was surprised to find that he was enjoying what was happening to this big, handsome stud, and that he was eager to see just how far Craig and Jay were going to take this abuse. 

Dave’s two opponents continued with their claw hold and also discussed their next moves. They released the claws, stood up, and delivered a series of stomps to Dave’s massive, hairy pecs. With his massive arm and abdomen muscles now rendered powerless, there was nothing Dave could do to defend himself. 

“How much longer, Big J?” Craig shouted out. 

“About 6 minutes,” was the reply. 

With a smirk on his face, Jay shouted “Time for the surprise finish, Craig.” 

Whooping with joy, Craig nodded his head. He pulled Dave to his feet and applied a full nelson. However, instead of standing straight up, he crouched down a little forcing Dave to keep his legs spread out. With a leer on his face, Jay approached the exposed stud, reached down with his left hand, grabbed Dave’s swollen nuts and pulled them out from his body, stretching them over five inches from his sweaty crotch. This motion nearly doubled their already enormous natural dangle, and caused the angry red orbs to bulge even more monstrously at the bottom of their smooth ballsac. He then drew back his huge right hand and delivered a quick series of three devastating blows to the trapped nuts. The pain exploded his Dave’s body like a bomb had went off in his crotch. He managed to moan to Big John, “Hey! My nuts are off limits!”

With what appeared to be reluctance, Big John said to the two wrestlers, “He is right guys, no crotch blows. Another one and I will disqualify you.” 

Craig replied, “Hey Big John, that isn’t quite right. The rule was that I wouldn’t attack the groin, and I’m not. Nothing was said about my partner here.” 

Big John started to reply that that was bullshit, they both knew what the rule meant, but he had experienced a curious warm and tingling sensation in his own heavy nuts as he watched Jay continue to deliver the nuts shots and heard the pain in Dave’s grunts. He couldn’t believe that any man could endure such brutal punishment to his nuts, no matter how unnaturally big they were, and he realized that Dave’s mighty low-hangers must be made of some damn stern stuff. Like maybe granite, or steel. Big John also couldn’t believe that Dave’s cock was still rock hard throughout all of this recent abuse, and in fact had been drooling thick precum for quite some time now. Big John felt a stirring in his own shorts as he said, “Sorry Dave, but he has got you there. That was the agreement.” 

Jay laughed as he released the nuts, grabbed his two hands together, and delivered a powerful double-handed shot into the bruised, swollen nuts, starting between his own legs and swinging up into his opponent’s crotch. Dave felt his bull balls being driven into his pubic bone, and then felt them flattening out before rebounding. He nearly passed out from the force of the blow. 

“One or two more of those and you are going to have to change you name to Daphne,” cackled Craig into Dave’s ear. 

Dave looked pleadingly at Big John, who just smiled wickedly back at him. 

Jay stepped up to Dave and motioned Big John over. He grabbed Dave by the back of his hair and pulled his face up. “Okay, pussy boy, here is the deal. I am going to keep this up until you balls pop permanently. And I am going to enjoy the hell out of it. Nobody pops ME in the nuts without paying the ultimate price.” 

Dave knew real fear now. He had hoped to teach Craig a lesson tonight, but instead found himself on the receiving end and knew that little mercy was coming his way. However, he had never expected that he might be permanently mauled and crippled in the match, reduced to a nutless eunuch! Dave desperately wanted to save his nuts and so began to beg and plead with Jay not to finish off his big bull balls. 

Finally Jay smiled and said, “Okay pussy boy, we will make you a deal. Here are the rules. Number 1, we extended the no quit time for another 30 minutes.” At this Dave groaned with dread, knowing he wasn’t going to like what happened next. 

“Number 2, during that time, both Craig and I agree not to attack your cock and balls. All other holds are legal. And finally, number 3—you agree to do anything that Craig or I tell you—no limits, nothing illegal, nothing held back.” 

Even in his tormented state, Dave knew that he was asking for serious trouble if he agreed; however, at this point all he could think about was his saving his brutalized balls. The massive nuts had by now swollen to truly grotesque proportions and were so heavily battered that they were starting to turn from dark red to purple as bruises began to erupt all over their surface. Even more disturbingly, his formerly rock solid balls had been squishing more than halfway flat with each powerful blow that Jay had delivered into them, and Dave knew that his already mangled balls couldn’t endure much more abuse before bursting wide open. So he made the only decision he could. “Okay! Yeah! FINE! But once the time is out this time, the match is immediately over!”

Big John reached in, grabbed Dave’s huge balls in his even more massive hands, and applying pressure said, “Okay, but if you don’t abide by these rules, I’m going to give Craig and Jay here 15 minutes to finish off your nuts. And I mean for GOOD!” John couldn’t believe the sheer size and incredible weight of the handsome man’s enormous testicles, and his own huge cock lurched in his pants as his hands roughly gripped all of that behemoth ball meat. How could any one man be so enormously hung!?! Big John couldn’t get over how erotic and powerful it felt to have Dave’s thick ball meat oozing between his clenching fingers, and the sense of control he felt over the devastatingly handsome muscle man almost made his head spin. He now was beyond being a ‘fair’ ref, and he now just wanted to give Craig and Jay the most freedom he could to maul and abuse this big-balled freak. 

“Okay, ref, okay!” Dave grasped. Big John kept on squeezing Dave’s huge, hot nuts for several moments more, clearly reluctant to let go of the massive gonads, but finally released the stud’s big balls and stood back. Craig released the full nelson and Dave fell to the mat, clearly exhausted and defeated. Craig and Jay wasted no time in starting the big man’s final humiliation and destruction. 

“Okay, pussy. Get up on your knees, face on the mat, and then take your hands and spread your ass cheeks wide apart to show all the fans that pussy you have hidden back there,” Jay demanded. 

When Dave was a little slow to respond, Big John was by his side to remind him of the consequences of refusing, mostly by delivering a powerful upper cut from one of his awesome 26-inch arms into Dave’s huge, screaming nuts. Dave screamed in agony and then did as he told, bending over and parting his massively muscular butt cheeks to expose his hairy anus to the auditorium. The shouts of laughter and derision from the crowd was overwhelming. The flash of flashbulbs was nearly blinding. Jay walked to Dave’s head and put his boot next to the mouth. “Start licking, boot slave.”

With only a slight hesitation, Dave began to lick the boot. 

Big John reached down to readjust his cock, which was rapidly growing to its full 11-inch length. He was very surprised to find that he was actually enjoying this. Craig noted this too and filed the information away in the back of his mind. He and Jay now had a new ally for future mischief in the ring. 

Craig walked over the action and looked down, “Okay pussy boy, get up.” Dave slowly got to his feet. The pain in his lower abdomen and balls was still limiting his action, and all the abuse he had already suffered was slowing him down. 

Craig raised his right arm above his head and a powerful odor emanated from his hairy blond pit. “Whew, that stinks. Why don’t you get your tongue in there and clean it out for me?” 

Dave looked horrified and started to refuse when Big John stepped up and said in a very menacing voice, “15 minutes alone with those big nuts if you refuse, pussy boy.” When Dave heard Big John using that term to describe him, he knew that he wasn’t getting any break from the ref, so he began licking the hairy pit. The crowd went crazy. Any fans that were still rooting for Dave stopped at that point. Dave’s destruction was nearly over. 

Jay jumped out of the ring and went to one of the metal barriers near the front row. Since the construction of the cage had required the first row to be inside the cage, the crowd barriers were also there, right in front of the first row of chairs. He dragged one of the barriers to the ring edge and placed it sticking out at a right angle and then crawled back into the ring. Dave was now hungrily working on Craig’ second meaty armpit, his thick tongue lapping at the smelly expanse of beefy under arm. Craig was quickly replaced by Jay, who demanded that Dave wash his beefy armpits as well. Dave quickly complied, no longer putting up any resistance or hesitation to the tag team’s commands. 

Time was now beginning to run short, so the diabolical duo decided the time had come for the coup de grace. “Okay, pussy boy, here is your next order of business. You will get down on your knees and then kiss my cock and balls through my trunks and then do the same to Jay there. After that, you will crawl out on the ring apron over there,” pointing to the side where the barricade had been placed, “stand up, raise your hands over your head like a victory pose, and then jump off the ring apron straddling the barricade.” 

Dave could not believe this. They were asking him to purposely pound his own nuts onto the barricade. He was so concerned about that aspect of the command that he overlooked the first part. 

“Hey, the deal was my nuts were off limits!” he pleaded, his voice cracking with terror and humiliation. 

Big John replied, “No, pussy boy, the deal was that Jay and Craig would leave your nuts alone. There was nothing about you not abusing your own nuts. Now there isn’t a lot of time left here, but if you don’t do as your told, they get 15 minutes alone with you, and I’m sure after that you won’t have to worry about your sorry nuts ever again!” 

Seeing the evil smirk in Big John’s eyes and lips, Dave knew that the alternative was indeed worse. He dropped to his knees in front of Jay and kissed both the man’s thick cock and big balls through his bikini trunks, planting his sensuous lips on the other man’s big meat. He then turned to Craig, who started backing up, making Dave shuffle on his knees to reach him. To the crowd and the video cameras it looked like he was eagerly chasing after the man’s cock and balls. Finally resting against the ropes, Craig allowed Dave to ‘catch up’ and put a comically horrified look on his face as Dave proceeded to kiss his cock and balls through his singlet.

“Bet you like that, pussy boy! Too bad we can’t give you the real thing, at least not here.” Craig winked to Jay at that last statement, eliciting further laughter and cheers from the bloodthirsty crowd.  

Dave then walked to the ring apron, climbed the turnbuckle, and assumed the required ‘victory’ pose, his battered arms raised to either side and flexed in an extraordinary double biceps pose. For the fans, this clearly displayed his monstrously swollen ball sac, throbbing 14+ inch monster cock, and glorious musculature. Even as battered and bruised as he was, Dave was still a spectacularly magnificent sight, the epitome of masculine perfection. However, the sight of the gorgeous muscle man standing atop the ring turnbuckle also cemented the audience’s newfound hatred for him. No true ‘man’ would have allowed himself to get in this position. It no longer mattered that Dave was perhaps the handsomest, most beautifully built, and certainly the biggest hung man to ever enter that wrestling ring. To the audience, the mighty wrestler would be forever reviled for being so soundly beaten and humiliated in the ring. 

Dave’s beautiful blue eyes scanned the crowd and found not a single sympathetic gaze looking back at him. The dejected warrior knew that his defeat was total. He looked down at the steel barricade more than 10 feet below him, and knew that this next step could very well result in the final destruction of his once proud stud nuts. But what choice did he have? If he didn’t do as Craig and Jay had demanded, Big John would make sure that his huge nuts would be permanently destroyed. His only chance at surviving the match as an intact male would be to jump down and slam his gonads into the unyielding metal bar below. 

Taking a deep breath, Dave jumped from the ring, his incredibly powerful legs carrying him even higher into the air before he began to plummet downward. Dave’s massive legs were parted so that, as his colossal 285 pounds of muscular bulk came hurtling down, one enormous leg straddled each side of the barricade, lining his huge, swollen nuts up perfectly with the steel frame. Dave struck the barricade perfectly with his nut sac square on the bar, the terrific force of gravity and nearly 300 pounds of handsome hulk slamming his horribly battered balls with catastrophic and annihilating force into the unforgiving metal bar. 

The recoil was awesome. Dave threw back his handsome head in absolute agony, bellowing in horrific pain and clutching at his shattered testicles with both beefy hands. At the same moment, his pulsing club of a cock somehow and completely unexpectedly hit orgasm. The utterly shocked crowd could only watch in stunned amazement as absolutely gigantic wads of white-hot cum began to rocket out of the pulsating penis. Each titanic salvo of stud cum was thick as a finger, nearly 10 feet long, and so unimaginably dense with sperm that the gloopy spunk was more solid than liquid. The pearlescent man cream jetted out with spectacular force, readily striking not only those seated in the front row, but also those shouting and cheering outside the cage. The open mesh of the cage wall did virtually nothing to halt each blast of sperm, and in fact broke up each mighty rope of cum into dozens of globs of sperm shrapnel that then rained down upon the stunned spectators.  

It was the most awesome display of hyper masculine virility that anyone had ever seen, and it just kept going and going and going as Dave pumped unimaginable quantities of pure stud sperm from his busted baby makers. Tears streamed down Dave’s handsome face even as he continued to bellow in inhuman agony, clutching his violently contracting balls as they jettisoned their heavy, heavy load. 

Nearly two dozen monumental slugs of cum hurtled out of Dave’s cock cannon onto the unsuspecting audience before his titanic orgasm finally began to taper off more than a full minute later, shooting out successively smaller and weaker wads until finally the dregs of his super human load were oozing thickly down his quivering horse cock. Those seated in the front row each looked like they had been on the receiving end of an epic circle jerk, covered in so much impossibly thick spunk that they were completely soaked, festooned with dozens of ribbons and ropes of gloopy, smelly spunk. Even the most avid bukkake freak wouldn’t have been able to believe the sheer amount of gamey jizz dripping off of the front row spectators in heavy, oozing, slow-moving blobs. The three or four rows behind them hadn’t fared much better, and even the dark gray metal mesh of the cage wall look liked it had been coated in a thick icing. Literally buckets full of splooge had been pumped out of Dave’s Herculean bull balls, and the proof was spewed out all over dozens and dozens of audience members. 

His monumental orgasm finally at an end, Dave’s soulful blue eyes fluttered closed, and the unconscious muscle giant toppled over like a mighty oak tree, his unconscious form crashing heavily into the concrete floor below and landing in a sticky puddle of his own male juices. Many eyes bugged out of their heads when the spectators saw the state of the barricade itself, for the top bar no had a profound downward bend where Dave had landed. The force of Dave’s collision with the barricade had actually managed to twist the thick steel frame at the top of the metal fence, distorting the bar with his own great weight and the toughness of his behemoth bull balls. 

Though it no doubt had felt to Dave like his mammoth balls had been reduced to a pulpy mass of broken ball flesh as a result of this final, self-inflicted brutality, the huge twin gonads had miraculously survived. The colossal cajones were hugely swollen and horrifically bruised, but still clearly formed two massive and intact spheres inside the man’s bloated ball bag. The handsome muscle man would surely be in tremendous pain for many days to come, but his balls would recover from the evening’s abuse. That is, if his opponents and the audience allowed him to recover…

Back in the ring, Big John raised Craig’s and Jay’s hands as the winners of the match, much to the overwhelming roar of the cheering crowd. Obviously, the feud between Dave and Craig had been settled, with Dave utterly defeated by the massively muscular blond surfer stud. The three of them — Big John, Craig, and Jay — then exited the ring to the cheering adoration of the crowd. 

Big John stopped to haul a barely conscious Dave to his feet and ‘assist’ him back to the dressing room, still playing the part of the impartial and caring ref. To show that he had no hard feelings and that it was just a wrestling match, Craig took Dave’s other massive arm, and they walked/dragged Dave back toward the locker rooms wit Jay pulling up the rear. Of course, they walked down one side of the aisle so that fans could reach out and further abuse the vanquished warrior. Hundreds of hands reached out to punch, pinch, slap, and fondle the handsome hunk, with most hands reaching for Dave’s big bruised nuts, roughly grabbing them, viciously squeezing them, and brutally punching them with clenched fists. 

It was another minor miracle that Dave was able to get back to the locker room in one piece. 

Once back in the locker room, the fun REALLY began, with Craig, Jay, and even Big John using their new ‘pussy boy’ in every way possible. Seeing the obvious excitement in his eyes and cock, Jay and Craig invited Big John to join in the fun and gave him the honor of taking the ‘pussy boy’s cherry.’ It was done with extreme delight by Big John and with extreme violence toward Dave. The handsome wrestling star had never been fucked in his life, and the brutal pounding Big John gave him was an extremely painful and humiliating blow to the proud man. 

Big John was so caught up in the action that he did not notice Jay videotaping the event, in case they needed something to keep Big John in line with in the future. But they didn’t have to worry; Big John had become convinced by his own aroused cock and tingling balls of the joys of illegal activity. The head ref was now firmly on the side of the rule breakers. As a matter of fact, he was anxiously awaiting the tag team championship match next week when the reigning champions, identical blond muscle gods Tim and Jim, put their titles on the line against Craig and Jay. Unknown to Tim and Jim, tonight’s events had already determined the outcome of that upcoming match. 

As for Dave, his huge stud nuts indeed survived the night, but only just barely. The young bull stud was forced to endure many hours more of tortures and torments at the hands of the muscular trio. His massive bull nuts were nearly beaten to sterility, but he surprised and wowed them all by pumping out no less than five more loads in the locker room and showers, each nearly as massive and monumental as the one he’d pounded out outside the ring. The lockers, benches, concrete floors, and tiled shower walls were all white-washed with Dave’s thick and heady spunk by the end of the night, and the much-abused muscle man was reduced to a mewling, sobbing mess. 

Dave would later learn that his intended tag team partner, Joey, had been drugged the night before the match by the nefarious Craig. Joey remained unconscious until well after the match was over, by which time Dave was far beyond helping. Dave had been utterly tricked and manipulated by evil tag team duo, and he paid a very heavy price. 

The next time the achingly handsome and heroically muscular stud was seen in public several months later, it was as the ‘valet’ to Jay and Craig, his new, permanent, and highly humiliating position in life. Dave was made to be totally subservient to the pair of blond muscle men, and forced to wear clothing that accentuated his massive musculature. Dave had been forced to work out even harder and heavier than ever before, and his already massive muscles had exploded into even more stupendous size. The handsome and Herculean hulk now weighed a colossal 335 pounds, and was STILL growing. Craig and Jay intended to force Dave to grow even bigger than Big John himself, and were willing to force Dave to take steroids if necessary, but thus far the stud had been able to pack on dozens of pounds of muscle all on his own. The guy was proving to be a true beast of muscle! Craig had to keep having larger and larger outfits made for his new slave, as Dave kept outgrowing them with his ever-inflating muscles, but Craig didn’t mind — it was a small price to pay to see Dave’s muscles bloat and swell to even greater dimensions. 

Dave’s new clothes further humiliated the fallen warrior by having a hole cut out of the crotch, allowing his enormous, almost elephantine genitals to swing freely between his columnar, muscle-engorged legs, making them constantly visible and always available for whatever abuse the blond duo wanted to inflict. And that abuse was inflicted often and without warning. 

Dave’s humiliation and defeat were utter and complete, and the formerly proud and fearless warrior had resigned himself to his new role as a meek and subservient slave. He was forced to weight train all day, endure beatings all evening, and then get fucked all through the night. But Dave accepted his role, even felt that he deserved it, for being so utterly defeated that evening in the wrestling arena…