James the Bodybuilder - Part 4 - Alternate Ending!!!

James the Bodybuilder - Part 4

I posted my original ending to the James the Bodybuilder series back in December. I've always felt sad about how brutally the young man's magnificent balls were stolen from him, and it turns out several of you felt the same way. 

So after a couple of requests, I went ahead and created an alternate ending this morning. I hope you all like it! 

In this final, fateful chapter, our handsome, awesomely muscular, and outrageously handsome bodybuilder is now put up for auction to the highest bidder, with the winner not only claiming the teen stud titan as their prize, but also getting to decide the fate of James' colossal baby makers.

Will James be allowed to remain an intact male for another day, or will his reign as the uncontested greatest stud bull in the world be cut tragically short? Read on to find out...

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James the Bodybuilder - Part 4

Happy Version

Based on an original story by Jeremy Tucker

James is a freakishly massive teen bodybuilder with a desperate need to make some fast money. And there is only one easy way for him to get the money that he needs... 

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After James’ earth-shattering orgasm had finally ended and the tremendously excited and cheering crowd had died down, Mark turned to face the audience once again and shouted, “How’s THAT for a demonstration, folks!?! Didn’t I tell you this kid was unbelievable!?! I’d say that was close to two fucking GALLONS of cum he just spewed all over the stage and the front five or six rows! I doubt that there’s ever been a bull stud anywhere CLOSE to as powerful and virile as this extraordinary teenager in the whole history of the human race!” 

“Now that the demonstration is over, we’ve come to the ‘climax’ of the evening, so to speak,” Mark said, laying a hand against the side of James’ chiseled midsection and smiling at the titters of laughter in the crowd. “We’ll be opening the bidding on this gorgeous, glorious, and utterly unique young muscle giant in a few moments, so get your accounts ready. And don’t forget — the winning bidder will not only get to take this handsome hunk home with them, but he or she will also be the one to decide the fate of the young man’s colossal bull nuts, right here in front of the entire audience. So let’s make it interesting, shall we? Brutus! Samson!” 

At the shouted commands, the two biggest Rottweilers James had ever seen trotted out of the shadows and into the spotlight, obediently sitting to either side of their obvious master. The huge canine beasts had to be close to three feet tall at the shoulders, and where so thick and densely muscular that they easily topped 200 pounds each. Even their enormous heads and bullish necks were simply massive, and the perpetually grinning faces of the two beasts belied the awesome crushing power of their big, muscular jaws. 

Mark affectionately petted the two slobbering beasts on their enormous heads, and then pointed at the bound and helpless bodybuilder and said, “Guard!” The two massive canines immediately loped over to the terrified young muscle giant and began growling threateningly at the handsome young stud, standing to either side of the herculean hunk and exposing their long and pointed teeth as their lips curled back in a fearsome snarl. James’ heart was thundering in his mammoth chest as he saw the two dogs looking up at him with hunger and hate clearly written in their liquid brown eyes. But despite the young man’s terror, his monstrous whale cock was just as hard as ever, having not flagged in the slightest even after his recent and utterly spectacular ejaculation. The mighty tool was galvanized by a heady combination of fear and the continued plowing of his heroically muscular ass by the relentless steel vibrator. 

“Grip!” Mark called out in a loud voice, and the two huge dogs both lunged forward, opening their slavering jaws wide, engulfing one of James’ massive nuts each, and snapping their mouths shut on their meaty prize. James screamed in pain as he felt the sharp fangs puncture his tender flesh and bury themselves partway into his thick ball meat. The young man threw back his handsome head as the loud cry was torn from his lungs, and every titanic muscle on his phenomenal body stood out in extraordinary relief as he once again thrashed against his bonds and struggled in vain to break free. 

“Hold!” Mark quickly shouted, and the two huge Rottweilers effectively froze in place, holding the future of James’ phenomenal manhood in their powerful, drooling jaws. 

The two massive Rottweilers had clenched down hard with their powerful jaws, crushing James’ gigantic orbs more than halfway flat, but they clearly were not using their entire strength. If they had, James was entirely sure that even his incredibly tough nuts would have surely burst in the dogs’ mouths. Instead, the two vicious canines only bit down part way, crushing the gigantic balls in their fearsome jaws but not rupturing them, stretching the huge orbs out to either side by at least 6 full inches but not tearing the colossal cajones from the young bull stud’s muscular groin. 

Not yet, anyway. 

The two Rottweilers showed remarkable restraint — the growling and slobbering beasts clearly wanted to chomp down on the feast of thick ball meat clenched so tightly in their jaws, but Mark’s expert training made both dogs utterly obedient to their master, and they would not bite down further without the proper shouted command. Nevertheless, the dogs couldn’t help but worry at their meaty prizes now and again, shaking their massive heads and stretching out James’ screaming balls even more. Small rivulets of blood ran from the relatively superficial puncture wounds in both of the muscle boy’s humongous balls, sliding hot and tangy across the dogs’ slavering tongues and dripping in great crimson drops onto the cum-stained floor. 

“We want young James here to understand the severe gravity of his predicament, so we’ll let Brutus and Samson here maintain their ‘protective custody’ of James’ gargantuan gonads throughout the bidding process. When we’re done, the lucky bidder will get to decide if the dogs get to claim their meaty treats, or if James will survive with his colossal testicles still intact. So let’s start the bidding off! Do I hear one penny for this paragon of youth, beauty, and muscle?” 

Large digital displays set up along the perimeter of the huge auditorium lit up and showed an amount of $0.01 in big red numbers, but this value very quickly ballooned and skyrocketed as the silent and invisible bidding war began. The original one cent figure was immediately replaced by a staggeringly huge $50 million — the most that any previous subject had ever sold for — and then continued to rapidly climb from there. 

The bidding was fast and furious, and the occasional shouts of frustration and disappointment could be heard coming from the dark as the bidding price exceeded the pocketbooks of more and more of the wealthy elite. Minute after minute, the young man’s bidding price shot up like a missile into the stratosphere. Mark followed the bidding along on his computer tablet, and was as shocked as everyone else present as the price soon climbed into the hundreds of millions. The amount of money being offered for this fantastically handsome, hunky, and hung super stud was making Mark’s head spin (particularly since he would be earning a fat commission off of the final sale price), but his eyes remained glued to the screen as the war continued. 

Eventually, the bidders were winnowed down to two of the wealthiest members among a cabal of insanely wealthy elite. The first bidder was an aging but still beautiful aristocrat from the south of France, a harsh and cold woman known for her exquisite taste in men and who owned a reportedly unrivaled cadre of handsome and ultra hung sex slaves for her personal pleasure. She loved to torture and sexually abuse her beautiful men, but she never castrated them, as that ended any future fun and enjoyment. 

The other bidder was a Caliph from Saudi Arabia, more known for his collection of fine female flesh than for his men. The Caliph was said to have a harem of more than 500 women from all over the world, each one a model of physical perfection and beauty. He also had a small stable of extraordinary stud bulls that he used in his own private breeding program with his harem, but he was just as well known for nutting his male acquisitions as he was for adding them to his breeding stable. Both the nutted males and the breeding bulls were used for the cruel and brutal sexual depredations of the Caliph and his favored soldiers and advisors. 

Mark much preferred James’ chances with the French aristocrat. She might viciously use and abuse the hulking teen titan, but at least Mark was confident that she wouldn’t remove his spectacular nuts. Mark did not feel as confident of the young man’s future with the Caliph. 

The bidding price topped one billion dollars — more than the annual GDP for several smaller nations!! — and kept right on climbing! Mark couldn’t believe his eyes! This was going to be an auction that would be remembered forever! 

The bidding finally started to slow down as the two adversaries approached the end of their war, each one desperate to outbid the other. 

The chittering conversations in the invisible crowd grew louder as the bidding climbed to utterly unheard of levels, reaching a crescendo when the bidding finally stopped. Everyone stared incredulously at the digital displays, which showed a final bid of $1,217,000,000. 

Mark called out, “We had a final bid of 1.217 billion dollars going once...! Twice...!” The handsome man gazed out over the audience once more, letting the moment build... “SOLD to the Caliph from Saudi Arabia!” 

Loud clapping and cheering from the audience signaled their appreciation and approval of the utterly unprecedented sale price. Mark had no doubt that the French bidder was fuming and stewing in her seat at that moment, furious at being outbid for this extraordinary specimen of muscular male flesh. He knew from personal experience that she was NOT one who was accustomed to disappointment… 

“Okay folks, we have our lucky winner! Now it’s time for the Caliph to decide the fate of James’ big, burly, behemoth bull balls! Turn on the display, please.” At Mark’s request, a series of three horizontal lights lit up high above the audience. The light display looked like a sideways traffic light, with a yellow light in the middle and a green and red light to either side. “A green light will mean that this beautiful young stud gets to remain a bull for at least another day, while a red light will result in the handsome hunk being immediately made into a steer.” The green and red lights went out, leaving just the yellow light shining like a beacon overhead. “Honored Caliph, please take your time making your final selection.” 

Time seemed to come to a standstill and a hush fell over the entire crowd. Everyone’s eyes were trained on the lights overhead, where the fate of James’ manhood would be decided by the whim of a single man. The tension in the air was extraordinarily high, and continued to build as the seconds continued to tick by with no response from the Caliph. 

James was openly sobbing, his unusually deep voice begging and pleading with them to not take his balls. He continued fighting mightily against his restraints, but even his extraordinary, super human strength couldn’t hope to shatter such huge bonds forged of solid steel. The beautiful young muscle man was utterly helpless, and could only wait in mounting fear as his fate was being decided. The two huge dogs had never stopped their snarling or their worrying at the trapped and half-crushed nuts held hostage in their muscular jaws. The beasts were clearly eager to claim their massive prizes, and were only awaiting the proper word to rip the young man’s nuts off. 

The seconds stretched into an eternity, a magical moment between young James being allowed to continue his reign as the most colossally hung and virile stud in the world, and the handsome hunk being ruthlessly and viciously gelded and turned into something less than a man. Even James’ beautiful eyes were locked on the bar of lights overhead, praying that he would be seeing a green light at any moment. 

The yellow light blinked out, and was replaced half a second later by another light. 

A roar of thunderous approval erupted from the crowd, even as James screamed in terror. The light that shone overhead was the ruby red light signaling his manhood’s destruction. 

“TEAR!!” Mark shouted to his waiting pets. 

Both Rottweilers instantly reared back with tremendous force, their powerful legs launching their 200+ pound bodies backward as they pulled at James’ trapped balls with all of their might. Any other man’s balls would have been instantly torn from his body, but James’ mighty bull nuts somehow held, stubbornly refusing to be ripped from his crotch. Mark couldn’t believe that even James’ bloated balls could survive such brutal tearing and yanking for even one instant, yet the mighty nuts miraculously held, at least for the moment.

At the same time as the Rottweilers began their final assault on the muscle boy’s magnificent bull testicles, the mightiest cum wad yet exploded from the young man’s straining horse cock, an extraordinarily thick rope of cum that stretched more than a dozen feet long! The unbelievably brutal pulling at his tortured balls had also levered James’ behemoth bull cock downward to nearly horizontal, so the massive slug of spunk burst forth like it was being launched from a cannon, hurtling incredibly far out into the audience. The titanic blast of white bullion was met with screams and shouts of surprise and awe from the enraptured audience. 

James bellowed in unimaginable agony as a second monumental wad shot from his cock, and then a third. The stud’s hyper inflated cock appeared to be making one last desperate attempt to fertilize something before his manhood was stolen forever. 

The two Rottweilers were now viciously and ferociously thrashing their heads back and forth as they leapt backward again and again, yanking and tearing harder and harder at the huge balls clenched so tightly in their powerful jaws. More blood began to ooze wetly from their jowls as they bit down harder still, driving their sharp teeth even further into the straining and convulsing ball meat. James’ incredibly tough and solid bollocks had been severely weakened by their recent bludgeoning, and they now bulged grotesquely from the jowls of the two angry and determined dogs, crushed disturbingly and dangerously flat. Mark wondered if those twin paragons of masculinity might explode even before they were ripped from the unfortunate young stud’s glorious body! 

But STILL James’ almighty nuts continued to doggedly and heroically endure, pumping out four, five, size more colossal slugs of his male essence even as his humongous balls fought valiantly against being torn free. 

Seven blasts, then eight, then nine! 

The thick fleshy tethers anchoring those most massive of gonads to James’ muscular body were now stretched to their absolute limit, elongating his horrifically overstretched sac to more than 12 inches in either direction! The scrotum itself was stretched perilously tight, the gossamer-thin skin stretched so taut over their enormous contents that the grainy surface of each of his squashed balls could be clearly seen. Two ridiculously narrow and grotesquely long tubes of flesh were all that was keeping James’ most massive of balls attached to his body. And it was clear that they couldn’t hold out much longer. 

Ten gargantuan blasts!! Then 11!!! Then 12, then 13, then 14, then 15!!!! Each titanic salvo more powerful, more voluminous, more insanely massive than anything the teen hulk had shot during his first orgasm! Mark was utterly stunned at the impossibly masculine sight, and thought for the thousandth time what a tragic shame it was that this beautiful young man was about to lose those magnificent balls forever, while still barely out of the flower of his youth. The handsome man could think of endless ways that he would like to pleasure and torture this most masculine and powerful of super men. 

James threw back his achingly handsome head and bellowed a thunderous cry of agony and impending loss. Every mammoth, rock-solid muscle of his spectacular body flexed into diamond hardness, and his cock seemed to swell even larger still as it shuddered and blasted out a 16th monumental glob of stud spunk. The young man’s balls were blasting out a magnificent farewell salvo, even as the phenomenally powerful cables anchoring those beautiful bollocks to his body were about to fail. James’ brief reign as the most epic and unparalleled bull stud in history was about to come to a tragic and painful end. 

Suddenly, the red light overhead shut off and the green light came on, pulsing with urgency. A loud gasp went up from the audience, and Mark gaped open-mouthed at the sudden reversal of events. The Caliph had apparently changed his mind regarding castrating his latest and greatest prize, no doubt as awed and impressed by the handsome lad’s heroic endurance and the sheer, unspeakable toughness of his behemoth balls as the rest of the audience. The young man’s phenomenal strength and virility were earning him a reprieve from destruction! 

Mark was so stunned by this turn of events that James was able to blast out another trio of loads — SPLURT! SPLURT! SPLURT! — even as tiny tears began to appear in the lad’s failing nutsac. Any moment now, and it would be too late to save the hunk’s mammoth whale nuts. 

“HOLD!!!” Mark belatedly bellowed at the last possible instant. Both Rottweilers immediately froze in place, their fanged mouths clamped ferociously tight on the massive spheres of man meat that were nearly pulverized within their powerful jaws. The massive dogs had managed to pull the young stud’s gigantic bollocks a couple of inches farther from his muscular crotch, and they were straining at the ultimate ends of their life-giving cords, which threatened to snap at any moment. Mark could see blood dripping from the dogs’ jowls, as well as huge clots of raw sperm that oozed thickly from the numerous puncture wounds in the man’s straining nuts. James continued to bellow in agony and his cock continued to hammer out its most massive load ever, even as his gargantuan balls were entering into their death throes. But STILL Mark did nothing, letting the agonizing moment stretch into eternity, and riding that incredibly fine razor’s edge between the handsome stud’s ultimate virility and epic emasculation. The audience also watched in rapt silence, each of them equally conflicted regarding whether they wanted to see mercy or death for these most mighty of testicles. 

The only sounds that could be heard were the young man’s agony-filled bellows and sobs, and the great gushing sounds made by the stud’s unspeakably huge cum loads as they blasted from his cock. More than a dozen more of these impossibly thick and ridiculously long ropes and streamers of cum blasted out of James’ cock with mind-numbing power, shooting so far out into the huge auditorium that Mark wouldn’t have been surprised if the titanic stud wasn’t hitting the rear wall of the place! His balls meanwhile were but a hairsbreadth from destruction… 

As the 40th or so monumental slug of sperm erupted from James’ cock, a tear could be seen in the young man’s scrotum right beneath the base of his pulsating horse dick. By the time the next epic blast of nut slop shot from his dick, that tear had widened, and as the next titanic wad of stud sperm shot from James’ cock cannon, it was obvious that the young man’s whole sac was about to fail, and with it, his mighty balls. James screamed louder still, and his whole immensely muscular body shook with the inhuman pain. 

“HEEL!” Mark finally commanded. 

Both Rottweilers simultaneously opened their jaws and released their more than half busted contents, which rocketed back toward one another with such surprising force that they collided with each other with a loud and beefy SMACK! The huge dogs then gracefully padded over to their master, sitting on their haunches on either side of the handsome man like they were some sort of statues. 

James’ mammoth body was wracked by agonizing sobs as his horrifically tortured balls were finally released. The gargantuan orbs were now swollen even bigger than coconuts and were covered in dark purplish-red bruises. Blood and clotted raw sperm, even thicker than the dense custard-like substance that even now continued to last from his rock hard cock, oozed steadily from more than a dozen deep puncture holes made in each ball by the Rottweilers’ large fangs. Perhaps most disturbingly, the two goliath gonads were now resting more than 10 inches below the young man’s muscular crotch, hanging nearly to the kid’s fucking KNEES at the end of a ridiculously long tube of scrotum. Mark doubted that the lad’s huge and incredibly heavy alls would ever hang at a ‘mere’ 6 inches ever again! 

But remarkably, impossibly, miraculously, James’ mighty and magnificent nuts were still alive!!! The achingly handsome stud had survived a series of unspeakably brutal tortures that would have destroyed any other man a dozen times over, and yet not only was he still intact, he was still pounding out the most colossal orgasm in human history. Awe didn’t begin to express how Mark and the rest of the audience members felt at that moment. 

The crowd suddenly erupted in the most fevered and rapturous applause yet, a rolling sound that echoed like thunder in the large auditorium. This elite cabal of the world’s wealthiest people were not easily impressed to say the least, and they were all over-awed by the hyper masculine display they had just witnessed. 

The huge muscle man slumped in his restraints, utterly exhausted and defeated, his handsome head hanging forward in humiliation and shame as he continued to gently sob. A pair of masked medics came forward and began to gently clean and patch up the numerous wounds on the boy’s bountiful nuts. Mark had worked with this pair many times in the past, and knew that their skill and expertise would result in no lasting damage or scarring to the young man’s most glorious of gonads — they would look as pristine and as perfect as they had been earlier today, and would continue to churn out insane quantities of the most potent and virile man splooge in the world. 

James’ monumental orgasm thundered onward throughout the entire triage of his massive nuts, lasting for many more minutes and blasting out perhaps TWICE the spunk that he had shot in his first magnificent orgasm. Fuck, where does he STORE that much sperm, Mark wondered. Even cum tanks as huge as those possessed by the young uber hunk couldn’t possibly hold THAT much spunk at one time, could they? Maybe they manufactured the stuff almost as fast as they could shoot it, whipping up vast volumes of precious sperm at a fantastic rate. Mark didn’t know, nor did he really care. He was just glad and deeply relieved that they handsome hunk had been able to keep his magnificent nuts. 

Mark was overwhelmed by a mixture of both lust and pity for the handsome and innocent young man, and he almost wished he would be traveling with the young stud to his new home in Saudi Arabia. As horrible as the young hunk’s torture and near castration on stage had been, Mark knew that James’ descent into hell had only just begun. 

Mark turned back to address the audience as the house lights came up, saying, “Well, that concludes our show and our auction for this evening. I’m sure you’ll all agree that this event was unforgettable!”

The applause and cheering reached an even louder crescendo at these words, and Mark had to almost shout into the microphone to continue to be heard. 

“Thank you all for your attendance and participation. You will all be receiving extensive video coverage of tonight’s events, as well as hours and hours of DVD footage of the nine months I spent tracking and shadowing this young muscle giant. You’ll get to watch him at work, pumping massive amounts of weight at the gym, and strutting around naked in his apartment. The DVD series ends with a video of James jerking off in his bathroom, and filling up multiple sample jars with his incredibly copious sperm! Believe me when I say that this is a series of DVDs that you will want to watch over and over and over again!” 

The happy and excited audience clapped enthusiastically at that news, but Mark wasn’t done yet. 

“Also, you will each be receiving a vial containing just over an ounce of the stud’s super potent ejaculate. This spunk was collected in the very same ejaculation that was caught in the aforementioned video. And now that James’ balls have been so claimed by the Caliph and taken off the market, so to speak, these vials contain the sole supply of the young man’s thick cum in the whole world. Well, and of course the 5 or 6 GALLONS of the stuff coating half of this auditorium!” 

The audience laughed heartily at this last comment, for the whole huge room indeed reeked of the young stud’s thick and gamey splooge. Mark could see that James’ two colossal orgasms had indeed liberally splattered the first dozen or so rows of tables and chairs in the audience, coating a wedge about 30 degrees wide and perhaps 100 feet deep with the young man’s slick nut sludge. The sight was unbelievably erotic and masculine, the veritable deluge of spunk from James’ battered and nearly wrecked balls nearly flooding the front of the auditorium. 

But as if that wasn’t extraordinary enough, Mark could also now see that servile of the young man’s most recent salvos of sperm, those most magnificent cum blasts that were each more than a dozen feet long and contained more raw sperm than most men could produce in an entire lifetime, had sailed impossibly, inconceivably farther. Mark wouldn’t believe his own eyes at first, but there against the far wall of the vast warehouse, some 200+ feet away, were a series of very large and very wet splotches of slimy, gunk-covered concrete walls. There was no mistaking the intensely thick and chunky fluids slowly oozing down the face of the wall as anything other than the young muscle man’s supremely potent spew! In a super human display of ultra masculine power and virility, James’ final wads of cum shot over the ENTIRE audience to strike the far wall of the huge room!! 

Mark couldn’t comprehend the extraordinary POWER that must have been required to propel a wad of spunk, particularly one so awesomely thick and clotted with raw sperm, more than two-thirds the length of a football field! He could only figure that, since James’ cock was pointing nearly horizontal at the time it began firing for the second time, the aim and trajectory of his cock allowed his slugs of sperm to travel even farther than with his previous mega load. 

A small army of technicians was already hard at work suctioning up as much of the gloopy syrup as they could from the stage and the floor and the chairs and the tables and even the far wall into special receptacles designed just for this purpose. This considerable volume of additional sperm (which would prove to be nearly FOUR TIMES the volume that Mark had brought back with him from James’ home town) would be frozen and later made available to members of the consortium…for a premium price, of course. Mark could also see that the audience members themselves, many of whom looked like they’d just been the subject of an epic bukkake session, were harvesting the stud’s splooge as well. Some were scooping and scraping the thick sludge into containers, so doubt to take home with them, while others were hungrily slurping down the gamey spunk, reveling in the potent and powerful and meaty flavor of the young man’s pearlescent nut spew. 

Mark continued, “The vial of James’ stud sperm will be for use as you see fit, but we suspect that most of you will use the young man’s extraordinary muscle milk for the purposes of insemination. I mean, who wouldn’t want to have children that stand to inherit this young bull stud’s magnificent genes!? If used judiciously, there is enough spunk in each vial to father hundreds, if not thousands, of children! Just think — in only a couple of decades, there could be thousands of James’ beautiful and hunky offspring out there in the world! No doubt many of his boys will inherit his beauty, his spectacular brawn, and his monumental endowment. A brave new world may be in store for all of us!” 

There was even more enthusiastic applause at the mention of the portioning out of James’ cryogenically frozen sperm. And Mark was correct; most of the patrons in the warehouse or viewing the events of the evening remotely would indeed be using their vial of James’ precious fluids to father thousands and thousands of the young stud’s beautiful and genetically blessed children. Some would be heirs to power and colossal fortunes, others would be used to create a private army of super soldiers, and still others would be cruelly used as sex slaves and play things for the wealthy and elite. But all would carry the indelible stamp of their extraordinary powerful and beautiful and virile father. 

“Good night to you all, and safe journeys home!” With that, Mark bowed to the clapping audience, which had begun to pack up and file out the rear doors into waiting limousines and town cars. These members of the super wealthy elite would be heading home with their new DVDs and vials of precious man milk. And one member, the wealthy Caliph, would be flying home with the greatest prize of all, the most massively muscular and hung stud slave in history. 

As Mark prepared to exit the stage, he first walked up to the still bound and gently sobbing teen muscle hunk, and wrapped his arms around as much of the lad’s sweat-slick torso as he could. James didn’t even flinch as Mark hugged him tightly, laying his head onto one of the young man’s mammoth, mounded pec muscles like it was some gigantic beefy pillow. He then lifted his head and sucked the big nipple hanging off of that mighty pec into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the thick nub several times before planting a wet kiss onto that colossal chest and stepping away. He then leaned forward and used both hands to lift James’ wilted but still monumentally huge cock upright. A single thick rope of cum hung huge and heavy from the tip of the young man’s glistening cock head. Mark leaned his head forward, stuck out his tongue, and collected that thick and gelatinous glob of splooge on his tongue, bringing it into his mouth to savor the unforgettable flavor and pungent, overwhelming taste of the stud’s man cream. 

Mark then reverently lowered the enormous, columnar dick and gazed longingly at the herculean stud bound before him. The handsome man wanted nothing more than to continue using and abusing young James in every way imaginable, brutalizing his beautiful body and testing his ultimate limits…assuming the stud HAD any limits! Mark hated parting with such a fantastically beautiful and powerful man, but he knew that the time had come to say goodbye. With a lump in his throat and a much larger lump stretching down one of his pant legs, Mark turned on his heel and prepared to walk away. 

As he turned, a young and handsome Middle Eastern man in an exquisite suit stood before him. The young man bowed to Mark and presented a letter, obviously sent by the Caliph. Mark immediately opened the letter, and was stunned by what he read. The Caliph was offering Mark a ridiculous sum of money to travel with James back to Saudi Arabia, and to be the Caliph’s royal torturer. Mark’s entire body trembled as he spontaneously shot a huge load of spunk down his pants leg. He shuddered again and again and again as more than a dozen thick ropes of splooge created a dark wet stain that stretched all the way down to his boots. 

A smiling Mark turned back to his captive and laid a hand on one of James’ enormously flaring lat muscles. “Well, my handsome young muscle hunk! It looks like you’re not parted from me yet after all! I’m traveling back with you to the Caliph’s palace, and we’re going to have MANY torture-filled evenings ahead of us. Brace yourself, lad, for your days of freedom are over, and your descent into hell had just begun!” 

With those words, an excited Mark turned and started to leave the stage, his two massive Rottweilers trotting up behind him. Mark didn’t once look back at the magnificent muscle stud hanging suspended in the center of the stage, utterly defeated and mourning the loss of his freedom, for he knew he’d be seeing that beautiful stud and his magnificent bull balls again very, very soon…