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Manfred Wanks in the Woods - Part 2
Based on an original story by paladinblue
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“The intruders are leaving the perimeter, sir. Shall I send a patrol to intercept them?”
"No, let them leave. They're not going far, and I know exactly where they will be holing up. Besides, they're certain to come back tomorrow to have more fun with our test subject. They will be dreaming about him tonight, and in the morning will be eager to further test the young man's limits.”
"But sir, the intruders have already redlined the test subject past all anticipated limits, and it seems incredibly fortunate that he has survived the abuse so far. His gonads came very near to being ruined by all of the punching, I am concerned that the spikes in his genitals may irrevocably damage them. I would like to dispatch a team straight away to recover the test subject and take him to the underground infirmary."
"Nonsense! The test subject is by far the most powerful and resilient subject we have ever developed; I am confident that he can withstand even more tortures. If he can survive whatever abuse is coming tomorrow, then I will consider this experiment a success and we can move on to Phase II. No, I want our handsome young ward left alone and unaided. Continue to monitor his vital signs, and inform me as soon as the intruders return tomorrow.”
"Yes sir!"
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Manfred hangs from the mighty oak tree all the long night, unable to truly sleep. He was hungry, having had no dinner, but the dull ache in his stomach was nothing compared to the continual waves of pain emanating from his pierced cock and balls. The pain had subsided to a dull roar, and Manfred could bear it. Besides building his enormous and spectacular musculature, weight training had given the young man a very high pain threshold.
In a way, the agony was comforting and reassuring to Manfred, for as long as they hurt, Manfred knows that his dick and balls were still alive...
Dawn slowly breaks over the forest. The night was mild but cool, and Manfred welcomes the warmth of the sun on his smooth skin. As the sun's rays soak into Manfred's heroically muscled flesh, he takes stock of his body. Looking down, he sees that almost all evidence of the whipping with the birch branches has disappeared and the countless welts and scratches on his skin have healed.
His gigantic balls, however, are still covered in purple and red bruising from the intense beating they had received yesterday, and they still throbbed with every powerful heartbeat. Manfred is unable to move his hips even a millimeter, for the horrific stretch to his bull nuts means that any movement could potentially finish the job of tearing his massive gonads from his body.
As his body warms, Manfred realizes that his mortally wounded balls are actually once again feeling swollen and turgid with cum. Even Manfred cannot believe the sheer unbridled power of his own virility, and in growing horror, he realizes that he is getting turned on by the sight of his mutilated but very much still alive and virile genitals.
Manfred's huge flaccid cock begins to bloat once more, swelling with blood and growing thicker and thicker. As his massive horse cock grows, the painful downward curve in his shaft painfully reasserts itself, causing the young man renewed agony.
The hardening cock also puts renewed pressure on the spike that has been driven through his shaft just behind his massive cock head. Manfred clenches his teeth against the pain and squeezes shut his eyes as his cock reaches its full, eye-popping dimensions. The pain is agonizing, yet Manfred has never felt so powerfully aroused in his life. He can feel the precum begin to trickle out of his cock, as well as out of the hole punched through his urethra, where it oozes down the trunk of the tree.
Waves of erotic pleasure begin breaking over Manfred's muscular young body, and he begins to gently buck his hips, heedless of the tearing agony in his bull balls as they are stretched even farther from his body. The young man begins to moan, seemingly unable to control the powerful erotic forces pulsing through his body. The bucking of his hips grows harder and rougher, stretching his beefy nuts to an even greater distance from his groin.
As the minutes tick by, the combination of the steady flow of lubricating precum and the rhythmic humping of Manfred's muscular hips starts to loosen the spike from its wooden home. Manfred is oblivious to this fact, so focused is he on blowing the humongous load that has once again built up in his massive gonads. His panting and groaning become louder and louder, and the bucking of his hips even more insistent.
The spike begins to pull out of the tree, millimeter by millimeter, each powerful throb of his cock and grind of his hips loosening the spike further and further. Finally, after more than 10 minutes of erotic wiggling and grunting, the spike pops the rest of the way clear of the tree in one audible "pop!", freeing Manfred's long-trapped cock, which immediately rears up like some great beast and slams against his corrugated abs and massive chest with a very loud and meaty slap.
Manfred cannot believe that his cock has worked its way free, but he is only momentarily aware of this fact before he is once again overwhelmed by lust. He continues bucking his hips, fucking the morning air with his spiked cock. He is able to buck much harder now that his cock is freed from the tree, and so he now really begins tearing at this balls, yanking harder and harder against his trapped nuts. His frantic bucking pulls them to 11 inches, and then 12 inches, a full FOOT of dangle. But he doesn't stop there -- heedless of the fact that his balls could tear off at any moment, Manfred bucks harder and harder still, seeming determined to cum or pull his own nuts off in the process.
13 inches!
He is bucking so hard now that stretch marks are appearing along the surface of his grotesquely overstretched scrotum.
13 1/2 inches!!
His thrusts are now clearing his huge muscular ass more than 6 inches off the trunk of the tree, and forcing his straining, screaming balls to take up the slack.
14 inches!!!
The tearing and yanking at his nuts is causing thick slugs of pure, chunky sperm to once again ooze out of the puncture holes in both nuts.
14 1/2 inches!!!!
The mighty ball cords are struggling valiantly to remain attached to Manfred's groin, and they are beginning to audibly creak and groan under the terrific stress.
15 inches!!!!!
Manfred's balls are now being yanked and pulled to THREE times their original dangle! Micro tears are beginning to appear along the surface of the gossamer thin scrotal skin, and his balls could burst forth from their silky home at any moment.
15 1/2 inches!!!!!!
Surely no man's testicles, no matter how much and powerful, can withstand this kind of abuse! Manfred's ball cords have been stretched far beyond all endurance, yet somehow they abide, fighting heroically to keep his gargantuan balls attached to his body. But they are very literally at the end of their rope and cannot take another millimeter of abuse.
16 inches!!!!!!!
The unimaginably long and narrow neck of Manfred's scrotum has been stretched to an impossible 16 inches, the length of his own impossibly long horse cock. Thick and milky precum pours from his throbbing and thrusting horse cock in a lush river, and the young man is right on that razor's edge - both between cumming and making himself a eunuch.
16 1/2 INCHES!!!!!!!!
Manfred gives the mightiest thrust of his hips yet, yanking his great bull balls impossibly far from his groin. He utters a tremendous bellow of agony and ecstasy, and begins unleashing a veritable torrent of spunk with a completely hands free ejaculation. Manfred keeps his hips thrust forward, maintaining the absolute maximum stretch to his nuts, as salvo after mighty salvo of stud jism blasts with awesome force from his shuddering cock. One-two-three-four-five-six blasts, all in unnaturally quick succession, burst forth from his cock and arc high across the clearing, striking the trunk of another thick oak tree more than 60 feet away.
After the first half dozen mighty blasts, Manfred once again begins bucking his hips, yanking over and over again at his trapped and tortured spuds. With each buck of his slender hips, another enormous slug of man cream erupts forth. In less than a minute, the long ropes of his powerful male juices have painted a thick stripe of creamy white between himself and the distant trunk. And his orgasm shows no signs of stopping.
At the same time, his powerful ball cords are beginning to fray under all the abuse, weakening as Manfred tugs at them harder and harder. He's actually succeeded in attaining yet another half inch of stretch, pulling them up to 17 full inches from his body, but it is clear that they cannot take much more of this abuse.
More than two minutes have gone by, and Manfred has purged more than a gallon of stud juices from his straining, screaming balls, and STILL his orgasm thunders onward. Manfred is like a man possessed, using all of his awesome power and might to pound out the biggest load of his life, even at the cost of his own masculinity.
The blasts of cum start becoming spaced farther and farther apart, causing Manfred to buck harder and harder with each thrust, stretching his nuts even farther.
Then, with a mighty grunt of exertion, Manfred lifts his entire body off the face of the tree, thrusting his cock forward as far as his chains would allow, and stretching his balls to over 18 inches! His balls are visibly quivering on the verge of tearing free as first one slug, then another, and then another burst forth from his pulsating cock.
Manfred screams in terrible ball agony as he pulls against his huge nuts with all of his might. It's clear that his ball cords are just moments away from snapping, and his gigantic man fruits ripping free.
Suddenly, the two spikes skewering his nuts begin to wiggle and loosen from their wooden prison. Even with the odd angle, the pulling and tearing is beginning to pull the gigantic nails out of the tree. But will they come free in time to save his balls? They budge half an inch, and then half an inch more, but there is still more than 8 inches of spike buried in the tree. There is no way Manfred's balls can endure long enough!
Manfred lifts his huge feet off the ground, plants them several feet up on the face of the tree, and then gives his legs and hips an all-mighty thrust forward. His burly beefy balls, the seat of his awesome masculinity, are immediately stretched to just over 20 inches - FOUR TIMES their natural dangle - and all hell breaks loose.
Manfred's scrotum begins to tear, and the grainy walls of his off-white gonads begins to become visible between the tiny tears.
Manfred's ball cords begin to give in, preparing to snap under the ungodly strain.
Manfred's cock lets loose with one final, magnificent, massive slug of sperm, a fitting swan song to this most masculine and virile of men.
Suddenly, both spikes slip free from the tree trunk in one swift pull, causing both massive bull balls to sling shoot back toward Manfred's crotch. Manfred bellows with release, and his cock shoots forth a dozen more massive ropes of cum before finally growing still.
It was a very near thing, but Manfred's bull balls have survived! The young uber stud has succeeded in pulling the huge spikes out of the tree trunk using nothing but the awesome power of his own mighty balls. Surely Manfred must be the most powerful man ever to walk the face of the earth!
Manfred pants in pain and exhaustion, catching his breath as he takes in the scene before him. After cumming for well over three minutes, Manfred has white washed everything in front of him to a distance of more than 20 yards. Even he would have had no idea that he was capable of such a feat!
The young man looked down, and saw that his huge balls were indeed still attached to his body, and like his cock, were still impaled by the long and slender spikes. What truly shocked him, though, is the sight of his balls, for they are hanging longer and heavier than he has ever seen before. The massive and extraordinarily heavy balls are now hanging a full 8 inches from his crotch, looking even more powerful and more vulnerable than ever before. The tiny tears in his scrotum are healing even now, but he doubted his balls would ever hang a "mere" 5 inches again. He idly realizes that, should he somehow survive and escape from this predicament, he will forever more need to cradle his nuts out of the way when he sat on the toilet, or his balls would be splashing in the bowl of water.
Thinking once again of escape, Manfred tries once again to break free of the heavy chains holding him to the tree, but with no success. He realizes that he has no choice but to wait for the return of the brutal men...
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Several hours later, well into the beautiful summer morning, Manfred finally sees the dreaded five men emerge silently from the trees. They all stand before Manfred in stunned silence, taking in the sight of him -- his cock and balls freed from the tree, and a thick river of cum stretching from the young man to the oak tree opposite the small clearing. They quickly realize what has happened, but it takes their minds considerably longer to actually believe what they've seen.
(Since the cameras were left running all night, the spectacular orgasm was indeed caught on film, from no less than 6 different angles.)
The biggest man breaks the silence by saying, "Well someone certainly enjoyed himself this morning! Too bad we weren't here to catch this magnificent load, but I guess we really shouldn't be greedy - we've already managed to scrape about 10 gallons of your splooge from the forest floor over the past month, and combined with the nearly 6 gallons you gave us yesterday, I'd say we've got enough of your spunk to go into the sperm bank business for the rest of our lives."
The other men all laugh at this comment, and start forming a half circle in front of the stud.
“We’ve also carried away all the real goods we came for,” he continues. “We took all the goodies from your big house. Hope you won’t be missing your TV and computers, or your mother's jewelry. Although I guess you have more pressing issues to worry about.” He eyed Manfred’s huge nuts, each still pierced by a massive steel spike.
Manfred gives the man a defiant look and snarls a curse. The fifth man ignores him, and gruffly steps forward and grips the base of Manfred's huge nuts, lifting them forward and drawing an involuntary gasp of pain from the young man. He then roughly and without ceremony tears the spikes out of both of the nuts, then releasing them to strike against the tree trunk with a beefy "smack". He then pulls the third and final spike out of Manfred's rock-solid cock shaft. Their removal draws a small amount of fresh blood, and renewed the sharp pain in Manfred’s genitals, but a remarkably small amount of blood seeps from each wound before stopping.
“Oh, and look what else we found when we ransacked your house,” the man say, lifting up one of Manfred’s dumbbells. At 80 pounds, it is one of the lighter ones that Manfred uses for warming up. "We thought you might want to get a work out in this morning."
Suddenly, the big man rams the dumbbell directly into Manfred’s ballsac. The face of the big weight is easily large enough to strike both huge balls at once, smashing them against the tree and making the boy yell in pain.
“Ugh! My balls! Please, stop! My balls, oh my balls!” Manfred cries, feeling like a nuclear explosion just went off in his nuts. His humongous gonads haven't had nearly enough time to fully recover from the abuse of the previous evening, and they are still tender and severely weakened.
“What’s the matter? I thought you were strong as a bull? Can’t you take a little weight lifting?” the big man laughs as he rams the big dumbbell into Manfred’s bulging sac again, and again, and again and again and again.
The big steel dumbbell is acting like a wrecking ball, crashing into Manfred's balls over and over again with devastating force. With the full strength of the rested and refreshed assailant behind it, the dumbbell strikes Manfred's balls with even more power and force than the man's huge fists, with the added benefit of striking both balls at the same time. The previous evening, each ball was able to have a brief delay between strikes while the other ball was being pummeled, but now they have no reprieve, suffering blow after blow after ruinous blow.
A dozen blows land into Manfred's balls, then a dozen more, and a dozen more. Already, the blows are visibly taking their toll, as Manfred's mighty balls are crushed flatter and flatter with each devastating strike. In their already weakened state, and with the increased intensity of power and force behind each blow, it's clear that it won't take long to finish what was started the previous evening and reduce Manfred's bull balls to rubble.
A dozen more blows, and a dozen more.
Loud crunching sounds can be heard with each blow.
A dozen more blows, and a dozen more.
Manfred's huge balls are becoming positively squishy, and are squashing nearly as flat as pancakes with every blow. It won't take much more to cause them to finally burst asunder.
A dozen more blows, and a dozen more, and another dozen more.
Somehow Manfred's extraordinary balls continue to endure, but who knows how much irreparable harm has already been done to them. Even if the brutal assailant were to stop now, who knows if Manfred's huge spuds might already have been rendered sterile.
BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!
BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!
BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!
BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!
Tears are streaming down Manfred's handsome face, for he knows that the end has finally come.
BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!
BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!
BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!
BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!
How Manfred's nuts have not yet burst, no one knows. Somehow they manage to valiantly continue to fight for survival, even though the force of the blows is steadily increasing. They are now so dark red that they are positively purple, covered in bruises from every angle.
BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!
BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!
BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!
BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!
Manfred's balls are quivering like jelly after every blow, and for the first time, they are not entirely springing back to their original orb-like shape, but are instead remaining more and more flattened after each blow.
Any blow now could be the one that finishes off Manfred's masculinity forever, and the huge assailant knows that he is more than strong enough to finish off even these spectacularly tough and powerful bull nuts. He rests for just a few moments, gathering his strength for a final and brutal assault on the weakened and crumbling bull balls.
BAM!!!
BAM!!!
BAM!!!
BAM!!!!!
BAM!!!!!
BAM!!!!!!!
BAM!!!!!!!
BAM!!!!!!!!!!
After ramming Manfred's bulging and bloated balls nearly 200 times, the big man suddenly drops the dumbbell to the muddy earth and starts squeezing the incredibly thick slabs of muscle that formed Manfred’s pecs, overcome by lust for the gorgeous young muscle man. He then moves his hands lower to feel the definition of the washboard cobblestone abs of his flat stomach, and the deeply striated intercostal muscles on his sides. He couldn’t help being in awe of how exquisitely VIRILE Manfred was. Even now, although he is helplessly tied to a tree and his balls are on the verge of being destroyed, the young man’s powerful body simply oozes masculinity and raw male power.
The big man grips the awesomely flaring lats of the young muscle stud, and then begins ramming his knee into Manfred's impossibly low hanging balls, over and over again, crushing them with brutal force against the oak tree. He is destroying this paragon of masculinity bit by bit, and loving every moment of it.
After a few dozen devastating knees to the nuts, the big man stops and says, “Let’s see how much sperm your damaged balls can still make, assuming that they haven't been ruined already.”
The big man grabs Manfred’s achingly hard dick, which hadn't softened in the slightest even under this latest abuse, and begins stroking it. Precum is once again pouring from the gaping and distended cock slit of that enormous truncheon, and soon both of the big man's hands are coated in slippery goo as he works the gigantic pole. He has two of his big cohorts take over jacking Manfred's cock, and while they use all four hands to stroke the young man's massive meat, he grabs Manfred’s massive right nut and begins savagely squeezing it. Manfred's huge ball feels even weaker and softer than the day before, and his fingers squeeze through the incredibly thick beef like putty. The big man can dig his fingers deep into the very heart of Manfred's tortured nut, and he knows that if he wanted to, he could burst that massive grape in his hand.
Instead, he uses one hand as a backstop, clutching around the base of the bloated nut, and begins pummeling it with his other hand. The beefy smack of flesh striking flesh is music to his ears, and he can actually feel the mighty nut continuing to crumble in his hands.
After more than 15 long minutes of this mixed pain and pleasure, Manfred is clearly on the edge of yet another orgasm. The big man begins slamming the trapped nut with everything he had, while the other two men pistoned Manfred's cock with almost blinding speed. Manfred suddenly arches his back, lets out a bellow, and begins ejaculating.
The first streamer of cream erupts with such a copious volume and with such intensity that it strikes the big assailant squarely in the chest, and actually forces him to take half a step backward. The big man is stunned at the power of Manfred's ejaculation, and momentarily halts his pummeling abuse of Manfred's swollen and battered right nut. A dozen more ropes of copious stud cum shoots out of Manfred’s thundering cock, each shot striking the man's huge chest with the force of a water cannon, and completely drenching the man's entire shirt front with Manfred's awesomely thick sperm.
And his orgasm is just beginning.
As his torso continued to be white washed with layer after layer of Manfred's spunk, he is once again in awe of how utterly virile young Manfred is. The man cups both of Manfred’s swollen testicles in his hands, holding them almost reverently, and realizes that all that phenomenal virility is in his hands and in HIS control. Inside his pants, the man’s own penis is rock hard at that thought.
The big man can actually feel Manfred's balls contract and pulse as they release their heavy load of goo, and he realizes that he has never felt anything so powerful in his life. He just holds both of those huge lumps of man flesh in his hands as his cohorts stroke the young man off for a more than two-minute-long orgasm, and he knows that he will be reliving this experience in his mind for the rest of his life.
When Manfred's orgasm finally ends, the men release Manfred's cock and the big man releases his balls, which once again swing back to smack roughly against the tree trunk. One of the men brings forth a pair of canisters, and they begin scraping the bulk of the spunk off of the big man's torso and into the first container, filling it just about to the top.
The big man then strips off his shirt, leaving on his black mask but finally revealing his own massively muscular body. The big man is seriously huge, super heavyweight bodybuilder size, and if it hadn't been for Manfred's colossal presence, this guy's muscular body would be considered gargantuan. His muscles were cut and shredded nearly as much as Manfred's, and his chest and belly were liberally coated with a thick thatch of dark hair, in erotic contrast to Manfred's smooth and unblemished skin.
The big man then takes his cum-soaked shirt and begins wringing it out over the second container. A surprising amount of spunk oozes from the fabric in long streamers and festoons, and soon the canister is almost half full of fresh spunk.
The incredibly burly and hirsute man then once again turns to Manfred and says, “So, you've had your orgasm. What do you think, wanker, should I crush your testicles now and leave you sexless forever?” The very thought of robbing Manfred of his manhood was so very arousing to the man. He thought of turning this stallion into a steer even before it was old enough to truly discover its sexuality, of robbing Manfred of his future sex-life, and of making his young and firm muscles wilt away from the lack of testosterone. He imagined how Manfred would look like as a fat eunuch, with wobbly moobs growing in the former place of his pecs, and how Manfred would sound like with a high-pitched girly voice instead of the low masculine one he now had.
But Manfred is in too much pain to think coherently. His mind is like that of an exhausted animal, and he could only make low grunts as answers to the man’s question.
The big man smirked, “Well, looks like you’re gonna lose those obscenely oversized bull balls of yours, boy.”
“Aw, c'mon, leave the poor guy alone,” one of the man’s companions says. “We already have all the valuables and money from the house, we don’t need to take any more from him. Besides, we’ve taken all of his mother’s jewels, let’s let him keep the family ones.”
But the fifth man is already too aroused to just leave Manfred be. He aches to take away Manfred’s balls, aches to destroy the young man’s manhood.
“Fine, we’ll compromise," he finally replies. "I’ll crush just one of his precious orbs.”
The huge man kneels down in the sperm and muck, and once again takes Manfred’s huge right testicle into his hand. He had been focusing extra abuse on this mammoth teste for two days now, and it showed. He studied the goliath nut for several long moments, wanting to memorize every curve and line of the mighty orb before he destroyed it forever. He then opens his mouth wide and begins to stuff the massive young ball into his mouth. The huge orb is bigger than a man's fist, and if the ball had still been has hard and solid as it was the day before, he couldn't have possibly managed it. But the huge nut is positively mushy now after all the brutal pounding and abuse, rendering it soft and highly malleable. The big man had to very roughly push and prod the squishy orb into his mouth, causing the young man no end of pain and distress, but his efforts finally meet with success, and soon the entire swollen, battered, cum-engorged nut is firmly stuffed into the big man's mouth.
The skin of the giant testicle tasted salty with sweat inside the big man’s mouth. He rolled the teen’s huge boy-ball with his tongue, enjoying how utterly it filled his mouth. Half of Manfred’s manhood, half of the source of testosterone that helped Manfred build his powerful bulging muscles, half of his sperm-making capacity and with them half of all the possible children Manfred could ever have. Half of what made Manfred who he is - a MAN - is in his mouth, and between his teeth, ready to be devoured and destroyed. Never before has the man felt so POWERFUL.
The big man carefully positions Manfred’s testicle between his molars, and then hesitates for many long moments, truly savoring the moment for as long as he could. Then, without warning, he bit down, HARD.
Manfred lets out a guttural scream as he feels his massive bull ball being crushed between the big man's powerful jaws. He thrashes about wildly in his restraints, desperate to save his dying ball, but he knows there is nothing he can do. He can feel the big man chomping down harder and harder still, and he knows that this is an abuse that his huge bull nut simply cannot survive.
Manfred's right ball had received the lion's share of the abuse ever since the young man had been captured, from the first booted kick to the most recent pummeling by the big man's fists. The big man was also left-handed, so the punches from his left hand (which always landed in Manfred's right ball) were slightly more powerful than those from his right hand. Suffice it to say that Manfred's right ball was in an even more weakened and battered state than his left one.
The brutal assailant fully expected Manfred's huge ball to burst within seconds, but the big bruiser of a kid was providing to once again be tougher and more resilient than he had ever imagined. He had been squeezing and grinding his molars together for more than a full minute, and STILL the huge orb hadn't popped. However, he could feel the huge orb flattening out, its last strength and resilience finally crumbling, and he knew that the end was almost here.
The combination of brutal stretching, horrific skewering on a massive needle, relentless pummeling by fists and steel weights, and grinding and crushing by a set of powerful jaws was finally too much for the much abused testicle, and Manfred's goliath right nut finally caved in to the abuse.
The big, hairy man gave one last final chomp, and then he heard an almost silent ‘pop’ sound inside his mouth and could actually feel the huge boy ball burst like a water balloon into multiple chunks. Manfred let out a guttural scream unlike any he had uttered before, and his whole body shuddered in unspeakable agony. All of his gargantuan muscles flexed against his restraints with intense power, and the other men actually saw the thick oak limbs bend a fraction with the force of the young man's strength.
The big man almost came in his pants with the sensation of the handsome young man's huge orb exploding in his mouth. The remains of half of Manfred’s manhood were stuffed in his mouth, and he chewed on them for many long minutes until they were a consistent, liquid mush, savoring the control he had over Manfred. In his mind, he pictured Manfred with only one massive ball, with half his endowment gone -- how ridiculous Manfred would look in underwear or Speedos with an imbalanced bulge, how grotesque Manfred would look naked while having sex with only one huge baby maker dangling in a scrotum with too much room to spare...
Finally, the man spat out Manfred’s half-empty sac when he was finished. The right half of Manfred's scrotum was covered in bite marks, and that half of his sac hung noticeably lower. Where once it had held a massive and healthy orb, now only a big shapeless blob of shattered and broken nut guts remained. Half of Manfred's awesome manhood had been destroyed, pulverized beyond repair.
“Oh, pretty boy, I’ve ruined you forever! I’ve destroyed your precious testicle, you’re now only half a man!” the huge man laughed, and his cohorts laughed with him.
“I bet you won’t be making as much boy-cream in the future with only one nut, wanker!” the big man mocked before kicking with tremendous force directly into Manfred's already crushed right nut, obliterating it against the trunk of the tree. Manfred gave a mighty shudder and then passed out, overwhelmed by the intensity of the pain.
The five men packed up their gear and prepared to leave, planning on melting into the night and never being seen again, and leaving the unconscious Manfred dangling from the tree. But the big man turned back around and said, "You know, as long as our stud here has even one functioning nut, he can produce more of his stud cream. Think about how much more our collection of his spunk would be worth if we could guarantee that it was the only supply available."
"What do you mean?" asked one of his companions.
"Why, it's simple supply and demand economics - if we are the only source of this stud's super sperm, then we can control the price. And to do that, we need to do away with the young man's last remaining goolie."
"That's just cruel...and it makes perfect sense!" chuckled one of the other men. "Let's finish him off so we can get out of here."
The men gather once again in the clearing in front of the unconscious and still form of their incredibly handsome and hunky prisoner. Even with one of his nuts pulverized into worthlessness, they couldn't deny that the young man was the most handsome and virile super stud any of them had ever seen. Some of the men realized what a waste it would be to ruin such a thing of beauty, but they were all greedy men, and they all realized that 18 canisters of liquid gold they had gathered would increase exponentially in price if they could guarantee that they had the only supply of it in the world.
The big man knelt in the muck again, and gingerly reached forward to grasp Manfred's sole remaining ball. The young man stirred slightly and grunted in pain, but otherwise did not respond. The hairy stud of a man repeated his previous efforts, this time stuffing Manfred's huge left ball into his mouth until his cheeks were bloated with prime grade stud meat.
The big man savored the moment for far longer this time, for he knew he had the young stud's whole world stuffed into his mouth. The awesome masculinity displayed before him, unlike anything he had ever seen before or would likely ever see again (at least not until Manfred's future sons matured into young men), was at his complete mercy, and it would only take him biting down to end it forever. He felt no need to rush, and so he let the moment go on and on.
The young man's enormous horse cock jutted proudly over the man's head, and he realized with a start that it had never gone down during any of the tortures, even when had burst Manfred's first nut. Could it be that the young man had yet another load packed inside his remaining bull nut!?!
The big man started gently sucking and rolling the huge nut around in his mouth with his powerful tongue, bathing the massive orb with his spit and rhythmically massaging the goliath gonad. Sure enough, after a few minutes, all of this attention started having the desired effect; Manfred's cock got harder still, and began dripping copious amounts of his clear and sticky precum. The hairy muscle man continued bathing and worshipping the huge bull ball, motioning for his companions to ready yet another canister.
Manfred began moaning quietly in pleasure twinged with pain, for his bloated nut was still horribly battered and ached at the slightest touch, no matter how gentle. The attention to his remaining ball was rousing the handsome young stud from his unconsciousness, and he was rapidly approaching orgasm. His colossal cock swelled even larger still, his muscles began to tense, and his sole remaining testicle prepared to pump out its final load.
The first blast surprised all of the men, for it was a monster wad that dwarfed most of those that had come before. The five men had expected the young man's load to be greatly diminished in size now that he had only one functioning nut, but the virile young stud surprised them once again as he began to pound out yet another fantastically mammoth load, his third of the morning and the fifth within the past 12 hours.
Just as the first wad of cum cleared Manfred's throbbing monster dick, the big man bit down with all of his might on the huge ball trapped in his mouth.
Manfred's beautiful blue eyes snapped open in surprise and indescribable agony as his sole remaining nut was crushed in the hairy man's powerful jaw. Every muscle in his gargantuan body bulged and flexed to its maximum dimensions, and this time the men were SURE that they saw the two mighty limbs of the oak tree bend slightly with the force of the young man's awesome strength.
A strength that would be nullified forever as soon as the young man's final bull ball bursts asunder.
Incredibly, Manfred's monumental orgasm continues unabated, and if anything, actually grows in power and volume as his massive left ball is slowly crushed into paste. Pulse after pulse after massive pulse of thick cum shoots like a rocket from Manfred's cock, to be deftly caught in a waiting canister.
Manfred's remaining testicle proves to be a tougher nut to crack, and the big man continues chewing harder and harder, almost like he's chomping on the world's biggest wad of chewing gum. But STILL the mighty orb refuses to burst, instead continuing to pound out slug after titanic slug of his super stud cream.
The young man's colossal nut endures one minute of abuse, and then TWO, as his orgasm thunders onward. Even with just one nut, Manfred quickly fills one container, and then a second, and is starting on a third when it becomes clear that the strength in his final bull ball is nearing its end.
The big man chomps down with all of his might, and then leans back as far as he can, stretching the giant orb as far as he can from the young man's body, and threatening to simultaneously crush his spud and tear the testicle from his straining body. He quickly pulls the straining orb to 12 inches, then 14 inches, then 16 inches. He shifts his position, planting his feet against the tree and pushing backward with all of his might. He quickly increases the stretch to 18 inches, then 19 inches, then an awesome 20 inches, tying the stretch that Manfred himself had achieved earlier that morning.
Manfred's behemoth bull ball was literally at the end of its rope, pulled past the snapping point and crushed beyond the bursting point. Yet STILL it endured, pumping out a seemingly endless supply of thick and potent baby batter.
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“Test subject is at critical levels, sir! One of his testicles has already been rendered useless, and the other one is about to follow. Shall I send in troops to intervene now before it's too late?"
"Absolutely not. The test subject shall either endure or be destroyed. I stand by my previous orders; if the test subject can endure this day's abuse, then the experiment will be a success; otherwise, we terminate the test subject and start Phase I anew."
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The big man held Manfred's ball at the breaking point for a seeming eternity, gnashing his teeth as hard as he could. Yet the huge orb stubbornly refused to either burst or tear free of its tethers. He knew he had to pull out all the stops.
The huge man, using all of the strength in his thick and immensely powerful legs, lurched backward with all of his awesome might and weight, instantly increasing the stretch to Manfred's nut to a whopping and unbelievable 22 1/2 inches, nearly two full FEET of stretch, far beyond what even Manfred's mighty ball cords could endure!
And that's when it happened.
With an incredibly loud series of snaps and pops, almost like the sound of guns being fired at close range, the two massive tree limbs binding Manfred's arms were suddenly and powerfully ripped from the mighty oak. With the greatest display of strength and hyper masculinity that the men had ever seen, the massively muscular young teenager had ripped off the over 3-foot-thick limbs of a mighty oak tree.
The hairy assailant gaped in wonder, which, combined with the ungodly stretch to Manfred's nut, allowed his gigantic ball to pop free of his mouth and shoot back against the tree. The young man didn't seem to register the pain, for he was consumed by a terrible rage. He quickly spun around and grasped the chain binding his feet around the base of the massive tree, and started pulling on the steel chain.
The big man stared in wonder at the gigantic and awesomely powerful back of the young man as he pulled and strained against his final bindings. Every muscle stood out in great relief, creating a roadmap of raw masculinity. The big man realized that the huge young stud might very well break even these inch-thick iron chains, and knew he had to think fast of a way to stop him. His eyes traveled down the glorious length of the young man's body, and landed on the massive scrotum dangling so heavy and loose between his colossal thighs. The huge, purplish-red scrotum contained the shattered remnants of a massive bull ball on one side, and the still whole and intact twin bulging healthy and alive on the other side. The big man immediately saw his opportunity.
With a great bellow, the huge hairy stud kicked out with all of this might, striking Manfred's intact ball dead on, and crushing it against the tree trunk. Even Manfred could not ignore the horrific pain that tore through his left nut, and he bellowed in return, crying out in agony. But he refused to let go of the chains, knowing that his only chance to save himself would be to break free.
The huge man kicked out again and again, driving his heavily booted heel deep into Manfred's already heavily traumatized ball with brutal force, trying as hard as he could to burst that final nut before the young man could break free. Again and again and again and again, the man's huge boot rained down destruction on the young man's weakened and horribly battered ball. Manfred refused to be distracted, though, and continued focusing all of his energies on snapping the chain binding his feet. He could feel the links start to give way, but he didn't know if he could break free in time to save his last proud nut.
Sensing that the young stud was about to break free, the burly man slammed his foot down onto Manfred's ball one last time, planting his boot into the bulging stud nut and twisting back and forth. He was crushing the swollen orb against the unyielding tree like he was trying to put out a cigarette, and the soft and mushy meat bulged ominously around the intruding sole.
The force of the blow must have snapped something in Manfred's nut, for he began shooting his FOURTH orgasm of the morning, shooting wad after massive wad against the trunk of the tree, where is splattered wetly and sent sperm shrapnel in all directions. Manfred bellowed once again, in anger, in agony, in epic release.
With a sharp "clang!", the chain snapped, and Manfred was free!
The huge man fell backward and scuttled away like a crab, terror clearly etched in his eyes. Even though Manfred was weakened, battered, and injured, he knew that he wouldn't stand a chance against the young man in a head-to-head battle. The kid has just ripped two limbs off of an oak tree and shattered inch-thick iron chains, so the big man knew that just one punch from the kid could likely cripple him. With incredible speed for one so muscular, the huge man spun around and began to sprint into the woods, hot on the heels of his already fleeing companions.
Manfred spun around to face his attackers, and quickly realized that they were all running away. He was powerless to run after them, both due to exhaustion and his inability to run with one giant nut turned to mush and the other a hairsbreadth from destruction as well. So instead, he turned around again and, on unsteady legs, began to stumble back toward the house. He knew that he needed to get to a phone to call the police, and to get medical attention. But the house was half a mile away, and darkness was already creeping in around the edges of his vision - he didn't know if he could make it.
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“Sir, do I send in a team now?"
"No, let the boy make his own way to the house. If he reaches the phone, then we'll send in a rescue team."
"What about the intruders? Shall we intercept?"
"No, let them go.”
"But they have over 20 gallons of the test subject's sperm! If that gets released to the public…"
"I'm perfectly aware of what the intruders have obtained, corporal! I have my own uses for these mercenaries. Let them think they've escaped..."
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It took every ounce of Manfred's will to keep moving forward, but somehow through the haze of pain and exhaustion the young man reached the mansion, made his way inside, and called 911. Then he collapsed to the ground and mercifully passed out...
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Manfred spent a week in a specialized medical facility, and was tended to by a team of very skilled doctors and nurses. He was in and out of consciousness for the first few days, and then finally woke up, alert and surprisingly refreshed, on the 4th or 5th day.
His exhaustion and minor dehydration were easily remedied, but it was the extreme trauma to the young man's enormous testicles that had had the medical team so concerned. The swollen left nut was so horribly beaten that the doctors feared they would have to remove it, but the massive nut was even tougher than it looked, and it was clear after a couple of days that it would be able to heal all on its own.
It was Manfred's burst right nut that gave the doctors the most worry. The nut had been thoroughly pulverized by his assailants, and the doctors were at first convinced that the nut was completely dead and needed to be removed. Upon closer examination, however, it turned out that the delicate tubules and vesicles inside the shattered orb were largely intact, and it was the tough and fibrous outer wall of the ball that had been shattered and mangled. Two days after the attack, the doctors performed microscopic surgery to repair the wall of his right testicle, sealing the thick mass of nut meat back inside its tough shell. After the surgery, all the doctors could do was wait and see if the huge ball would recover.
Manfred spent a second week in the hospital recovering, and his progress amazed the entire staff. The swelling and bruising in his balls disappeared rapidly, and even the tiny surgery incisions on his right ball completely disappeared. Two weeks after the attack, there was no visible sign that any trauma had ever occurred.
Before Manfred was released, the doctors had just one more test for him. They gave him some privacy and some pornographic materials for assistance, and half an hour later, Manfred came out of the room with a bucket full of splooge and a smile on his face. Tests confirmed that his balls were intact, and indeed, that his sperm count was literally off the charts. Manfred was released the next day, and returned home.
The police found evidence of the attack, but could not track down the attackers themselves, nor could Manfred provide any identities for any of the five men. The attackers are considered to still be at large. However, since the rash of robberies in the area had ended with the robbery and assault at Manfred's parents' house, it was assumed that the five men had moved on to greener pastures elsewhere.
The young man was eager to get back to working out, for he had now missed two weeks of training and only had 6 weeks left before college started to achieve his weight gain goals. He doubled up on his calorie intake and hit the weights with even greater furor. By the end of the summer, not only had Manfred exceeded his weight goal of 300 pounds, he had shattered it by putting on 65 pounds in 90 days, and increasing his bodyweight from an already massive 280 pounds to a whopping, astounding 345 pounds. Provided he could break away enough from his studies to get in some good workouts in the fall, Manfred was confident that he would shatter the 350-pound barrier well before Christmas.
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“Sir, I must admit, I had serious doubts about the test subject's ability to pass all of the Phase I tests, but he performed better than anyone on our medical staff could have hoped! I thought his right nut was completely destroyed during the assault, but his ability to heal was nothing less than miraculous! Astounding!"
"Yes, I agree, very impressive. Clearly the fast healing ability we have bred into the test subject has been every bit as successful as the strength, mass, and intelligence aspects of the breeding program."
"Not to mention physical beauty and genital size!"
"Well, the physical beauty aspect was an intentional design criterion, but the oversized genitals were, shall we say, a happy by-product.”
"As for the fast healing, we now believe that the test subject might be able to heal any damage or trauma to his balls short of actual severing of the huge organs. That is an ability that I believe will come in handy for this young man many more times in his life.”
"Sir, I have a question. What became of the five intruders?”
"Ah, yes, they are part of Phase II. Once we knew we had accomplished the goal of Phase I, to create an improved race of super humans, the next stage would be to propagate the new breed among the rest of the population. Since females are limited in the number of offspring they can produce over the course of a lifetime, all of our testing has always focused on males. Just one successful male test subject could act as the progenitor of a new race.”
"Now that we know that we have succeeded so spectacularly with our current test subject, the next step will be to spread his seed among the rest of humanity.”
"Oh my goodness, sir, I think I see where you're going! You're using the mercenaries to do the work of disseminating the test subject's seed for you! That's brilliant!”
"Thank you, corporal. And that is correct. The mercenaries have already set up shop, and are about to launch their black market business. They have hours and hours of video of our test subject that they can market in various ways, both to the mainstream community looking for artificial insemination, and the darker side of the market that is enticed by bondage and extreme violence. These videos will no doubt go viral, as no one will be able to believe at first that a man such as Manfred exists.”
"These videos will be all the promotion they need to sell the test subject's sperm for a massive profit. Only the wealthiest and best connected people will be able to obtain samples of Manfred's sperm, ensuring that Manfred's offspring will be raised among the wealthy and the powerful. This will place hundreds, if not thousands, of our second generation test subjects in positions of power and influence. But that's Phase III, and I am getting ahead of myself…”
"Suffice it to say that with the more than 20 gallons of sperm that the mercenaries harvested from our test subject (plus the additional 8 gallons Manfred produced over the course of half an hour the day before he was released from the hospital), there is now a sufficient supply of the young man's sperm available to fully implement Phase II. I anticipate that within 5 years, Manfred will have unknowingly fathered thousands of children.”
"And what of the test subject, sir?”
"What do you mean?”
"What will become of Manfred now that his work in Phase II is complete?”
"We will continue to closely monitor the young man, of course, and make sure that the truth about his origins remains a secret. Though he must suspect that there is something special about himself, given all of his extraordinary abilities. No, he'll be allowed to have a normal college life, or as normal as possible for a young man with an IQ of 310, the strength of 100 men, and a nearly indestructible set of bull balls! <chuckle> I wouldn't be surprised if the young man manages to get a series of bachelor degrees and several masters degrees over the next 4 years.”
"Eventually, however, the test subject will be incorporated into our team, knowingly or not. Manfred is the most powerful and important human to ever walk the face of this earth, and we'll need to make sure that we can continue to groom him and control him…"
End of conversation intercepted by an unknown source...
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