The extraordinary author Sack Stomper has been posting stories on the Web for more than a decade, and under an assortment of names. He and I became friends about a year ago, and I started sharing my story rewrites with him. Imagine my surprised when more than one of the stories I had reworked was based on some of HIS older stories under other pen names!
Stomper's original version of "An Officer and Three Gentlemen" inspired me almost a decade ago to begin writing a series about a handsome muscle cop stud with ENORMOUS balls who is abducted and tortured by a trio of cruel and wicked punks. I had always intended to write at least three chapters, maybe more, but only completed two. I'm hoping that the readers of this blog will provide me with additional ideas for subsequent chapters...
Part 2 will get posted next week. :)
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An Officer & Three Gentlemen Part 1
Based on an original story written by Sack Stomper in 2000
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A hot Detroit muscle cop has his massive balls busted wide open by 3 luscious hunks
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A dense fog was settling over Detroit. Jason Allen, a young rookie cop with the force on his first night patrol, had landed into a situation hotter than the stale Great Lake's air of this Independence Day eve.
The brightly lit silhouette of the Renaissance Center could be seen rising up from above the skyline of filth, disease, and scandal that constituted the Great Lake docks. Particularly macabre were those abandoned fixtures left empty long ago by Sears Roebuck, General Motors, and Waylend Glass, all of which had seen much better days. Oh how Jason wished he could be somehow magically transported away from the abandoned warehouses and dilapidated cranes and into the warmth and security of some penthouse suite in the Renaissance Center, but that wasn't going to happen.
No, Jason’s first night patrol had not gone well at all, and he now feared that he’d NEVER experience warmth and security again.
He and Gregory Snider, his veteran partner, had been responding to a call that some young punks were carousing and raising hell inside an abandoned warehouse. Upon arriving, on the scene, the two police officers were ambushed by the three punks, who must have been tipped off that they were coming. Gregory was shot in the head at pointblank range just inches from Jason, killing the older cop instantly. The three men, armed with guns and tasers and chrome pipes, had quickly subdued Jason, overpowering the handsome and hugely-built young man with relative ease. They then had stuffed his massive, unconscious form into the back of a beat up 1974 Thunderbird. Within moments the car was speeding away from the warehouse district and towards points unknown...
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“And news from around the capital city today...” Jason heard a muffled radio announcer’s voice say as he slowly came to. He had been tied and gagged and was buried under something, a tarp of some kind, weighted heavily with what felt like bricks. ‘We're... we're in Lansing!’ Jason thought. ‘And Greg is dead!! I have to get help!’ He struggled violently against his restraints, but the violent confrontation at the waterfront and the residual effects of the multiple taser strikes made it impossible despite Jason’s more than significant strength.
Suddenly, the car came to a stop, and Jason could hear his captors getting out of the car and walking to the trunk. The trunk popped open, and Jason could just make out three figures silhouetted against the dim moonlight. Without warning, three hands armed with tasers plunged forward into the young man’s chest, abdomen, and groin, and blinding pain sent Jason plummeting into unconsciousness again.
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When Jason finally came to for the second time, he was no longer under the tarp, and no longer in the trunk of a car. Instead, he was in a brightly lit cabin, and judging by the heavily wooded view visible from out the single moonlit window, somewhere far north and secluded, perhaps even across the border into Canada. The cabin was small and had only the one room. No cupboards, shelves, tables, or chairs, not even a toilet or sink. Only a television tucked onto a stand in the corner, the one small window in the far wall next to the door, and a cream colored overhead halogen lamp that offered the only light.
At the moment, the handsome young cop was being forced into a standing position by two thick ropes attached to each wrist. These thick ropes extended upward to the beamed ceiling overhead. His ankles, too, were confined by ropes leading to anchors on the floor. Jason quickly realized that he had been striped to just his XXXXL jock strap, revealing his powerful and extraordinarily muscular physique, and that his massive legs were spread open wide. He felt extremely vulnerable and completely defenseless.
His three captors were standing a few feet away, looking Jason up and down like the big slab of beef that he was.
“He IS a prime one!” one of them commented, a young 20-something blonde with a handsome, boyish face and stunning blue eyes.
“Wow! Yeah, you can say that again!!” supported another, a powerful giant of a man, with long brown hair held behind his back in a ponytail and amazingly broad, muscular shoulders.
The men were not exaggerating in their assessment of the bound muscle cop, as he was a spectacular specimen of man by anyone’s measure. Jason had been working out hard since he was a teenager, and now at the age of 23 had built an extremely impressive physique, a physique that was now on complete display to his captors. The young cop was 6’2” tall, and weighed a massive, whopping, and rock solid 285 pounds of thick muscle. He had a truly massive chest, huge cannon ball shoulders, and great big 23-inch guns, with a beefy, muscular ass and mighty thighs and calves to match. Jason had been training to enter his very first bodybuilding competition in the fall, and every muscle on his extraordinary body was both massive and exquisitely proportioned. His bodyfat was naturally extremely low, so every muscle was lean and cut and shown to perfection. Since he was still several months from competition, he hadn’t yet bothered to shave his body hair, and a perfect dusting of short black hair was scattered across the impressively broad expanse of his chest, quickly narrowing to a thin treasure trail that traveled down his chiseled, 8-pack abs to disappear beneath the waistband of his jock strap. An extra extra large, comically oversized, and tightly packed jock strap that was straining to contain the massive and weighty contents within.
Jason was also an extremely handsome young man. His mixed German-Irish heritage combined to give him angular, masculine features with a powerful jaw, strong chin, and prominent cheekbones, as well as very fair skin with a tendency to freckle across his broad, muscular shoulders. His deep-set eyes were a captivating dark blue with thick, dark eyebrows, and his jet black hair was cropped short in an almost military cut.
Taken as a total package, Jason’s spectacular body, strapping good looks, and colossal bulge in his straining jock combined to make him an extraordinarily impressive sight indeed!
“Hey guys, looky here!” said the third man, who had been standing near the television.
“Channel 7 news you can use. Tonight, 23-year-old Jason Allen of the Detroit PD is missing. His partner was found dead several hours ago, police are holding his name until...”
“Isn't that a riot!” he interrupted.
They all broke into unexplainable laughter as the man near the television switched it off.
“I'm Sebastian,” said the blonde kid, addressing the captive muscle man and giving him a lascivious smile. “Sebastian Waters.” Sebastian was the shortest of the three at about 5’10” or 5’11”, and also the lightest at maybe 210 or 220 pounds. The young stud was extremely handsome, with those stunning blue eyes almost making him pretty. He was dressed in a tight red T-shirt that perfectly outlined his muscular, chiseled abs. His black pants were leather, and also several sizes too small, as if to outline the massive bulge in the front. On his feet he wore black military surplus boots that had been retrofitted with soccer-type cleats on the underside.
“And I’m Drew Alden,” said the man with the thick ponytail in his very deep and very rough - and very sexy - voice, bowing slightly. The guy looked to be about 30 and was a giant in every way. Jason had never seen such a massive man in his life, which was saying a lot. The bound rookie was used to being the largest, buffest stud in any room, but this guy dwarfed even him. Jason guessed the man to be about 6’5” tall and at least 350 or 360 pounds of the biggest, thickest muscle he had ever seen! Drew wore no shirt, showing off a torso of colossal proportions, with a huge, thick, mighty chest like two 6-inch-thick plates of steel, extremely broad shoulders that had to be well over a yard wide, and massive arms that measured at least 25 inches, maybe even 26 inches. They were the largest arms that Jason had ever seen, even in bodybuilding magazines! The muscle giant was wearing a faded pair of blue jeans that had been cut off below the knee, showing off hugely muscular calves that matched the rest of his incredible physique. The jeans were so tight that they appeared uncomfortable. They outlined in full detail what looked to be a massive cock and big, heavy balls. He was wearing neither shoes nor socks, leaving his huge feet fully exposed was well. The muscle giant was handsome in a rugged and uber-masculine sort of way, his face extremely square and blocky with an almost comically pronounced jaw and chin.
“And I'M Eric Blanc,” said the last man, moving in closer to the group. Jason felt his jaw actually drop as he took in his third captor, for Eric was perhaps the hottest stud of them all. He looked to be in his mid-20’s, and his body was that of a college jock, beautifully defined muscles bulging everywhere. While Drew had the bulkiest physique and Sebastian was all lean muscle, Eric was a perfect blend of the two -- built without being a tank, and balanced and toned to perfection. Eric was 20 or 30 pounds shy of Jason’s own spectacular 285-pound build, but they both shared the same classic shape and aesthetics.
Eric’s clothes, unlike the others, were non-attention grabbing, yet still didn’t do much to hide the amazing body beneath the clothes. He wore a plain but tight white T-shirt with loose fitting khaki slacks, and sneakers with white cotton socks. His hair was styled in a conservatively stylish cut and shimmered a dark reddish brown. His eyes were hazel and had the most gorgeous depth of color. Compared to the others, he was dressed for the latest fashion magazine. And even though you couldn't directly see it, Eric clearly had a titanic penis and huge balls that made a bulge even through the baggy khaki pants. Every time Eric inhaled, his muscular chest and stomach heaved outward, stretching the fabric of his shirt until it looked like the seams might split.
The sight of these three gorgeous, muscular, and obviously very well hung men was too much for young Jason, and despite the fear of his predicament, he couldn't control his rapidly hardening cock. As his huge tool started to unfurl and expand within the confines of his already overpacked jock strap, the massive schlong began to stretch the thin fabric even further, threatening to rip the skimpy piece of underwear off of his body. As Jason blushed in embarrassment and the three hunky captors watched with surprise and obvious delight, the tent at the front of Jason’s jock strap grew larger and larger and larger still. The men’s eyes grew large at the impressive sight of the massive phallus swelling in front of them, and still it continued to grow, protruding straight out from the young man’s muscular crotch like some sort of fifth limb.
Finally, the huge horse cock grew so large and stretched the struggling cotton fabric so far forward that one of Jason’s enormous balls slipped free of the confining pouch. His elephant-sized right bollock fell heavily to the bottom of his hairless, freshly-shaved shaved sac, a truly mammoth orb easily the size of a very big grapefruit. The titanic orb hung heavy and huge at the end of its life-giving cords, stretching down nearly four inches from his crotch.
“Man, that’s the biggest nut I’ve ever SEEN!!” Sebastian exclaimed. “It’s even bigger than your massive low hangers, Eric!” With a wide smile on his handsome face, Sebastian stepped forward and gently cupped Jason’s huge hanging nut in his hand, the massive bollock easily overflowing his palm, and weighed the great orb. “Shit! They’re damn heavy, too!” he said with glee. “That’s at least five POUNDS of man meat right there!!”
“Thank you,” Jason said with his best deprecating and disarming smile, trying to graciously accept the compliment and fake a casualness that belied the severity and danger of the situation. Then he used his most calm and reasonable voice and asked, “May I ask what you are planning to do with me?”
Jason had barely finished his sentence before Sebastian wrapped his strong fingers around the neck of his huge nut and pulled sharply downward. Jason thought that Sebastian was going to tear his huge nut from his body, as the massive orb stretched another couple of inches in its straining sac. Jason gasped and his dark blue eyes flew open wide.
But before he could react any further, Sebastian began to squeeze. Hard!
Jason groaned, his ball feeling like it was in a vise, while his cock gave a mighty lurch, looking like it would rear up and tear its way right out of the confining cotton pouch.
What his three captors didn’t know was that Jason got off on ball abuse, BIG time, and having his big bull nut pulled and squeezed was pushing all the right buttons. The brutal squeezing of his huge bull nut, plus the sight of three of the most handsome and gorgeously built men he had ever seen, were combining to make Jason powerfully aroused indeed.
“THAT’S what we’re going to do to you, cop!” Sebastian cursed through gritted teeth into Jason’s ear, his hot breath tickling against the young man’s bullish neck as he squeezed Jason’s trapped nut even tighter. “You know, you’re going to regret being out on the docks tonight.”
With his massive mule cock powerfully lurching and throbbing at the vicious squeezing of his colossal right gonad, the horny cop wasn’t sure if he agreed with the blond stud’s last statement.
“Remove his underwear,” Eric ordered, and Drew stepped forward to comply. Sebastian released Jason’s mammoth nut as Drew produced a pair of scissors from his back pocket, and began carefully cutting Jason’s jock strap off.
“Wouldn't wanna slip!” Drew laughed. The blades of his scissors stopped just before they were to begin slicing through the base of Jason's humongous cock. When the shredded underwear fell to the floor, Jason's genitals finally rolled out of their restraints and into full view for the first time.
There was a collective gasp as Jason’s freed cock lunged upward and struck hard against the muscular wall of his corrugated belly with a loud, beef-on-beef THUMP! The three men were obviously impressed at the sheer size and mass of Jason’s humongous cock, which sprung skyward and stretched to over 16 eye-popping inches in length, and had a girth considerably thicker than a beer can. The huge cock was uncut and beautifully shaped, with a thick foreskin straining to cover the huge, throbbing knob at the end of the insanely vein-gnarled dick.
The men were even more awed at the mammoth size of the young man’s titanic testicles, now that both mighty bollocks were in full view. The pair of huge nuts were nearly as big as Drew’s mighty fists, and they hung tantalizingly low in their thick, hairless scrotum. When both great orbs were freed, they hung well over four inches below the base of his gigantic cock, visibly pulsing with raw sexual power and vitality.
“Wow…!!” Sebastian whispered under his breath, truly amazed at the incredibly masculine sight before him. Jason was privately pleased — he had always been proud of the size of his ridiculously huge cock and enormous balls, and the effect that they had on others.
But his pleasure was short-lived, as Drew reached forward and choked both of his huge nuts with one massive hand, pulled them down sharply, and then began to unceremoniously pummel them with his free fist. The giant man’s goliath arm muscles bulged and flexed as he landed blow after crippling blow into Jason’s trapped nuts, causing the young cop to bellow in agony.
Jason had had his nuts beaten many times before in some downright rough and dirty sessions with guys in the past, but more for pleasure than pain. Drew, on the other hand, was pummeling Jason’s bull balls seemingly heedless of the damage he might be causing the massive orbs, and the pain was much greater than anything Jason had experienced before, sending the handsome young cop into heights of pleasure and agony he’d never known. Drew pounded Jason’s nuts over two dozen times, and then grasped a huge nut within each massive paw and began to mercilessly squeeze the titanic testicles.
Drew squeezed harder and harder, forcing his thick fingers into Jason’s unnaturally dense ball flesh, meeting unusual resistance as the tough and fibrous outer walls refused at first to do more than dent against the huge man’s fantastically strong fingers. Eventually, however, the huge orbs began to deform, bending around the clutching fingers, but Drew didn’t let up and squeezed harder still. Drew’s brow furrowed as he squeezed even HARDER, really pouring his astounding might into Jason’s profoundly bulging bollocks. The young man couldn’t believe the agony in his nuts, and screamed with both pleasure and pain. Drew rolled both of Jason’s impossibly meaty testicles between his fingers and thumbs, then trapped them with his thumbs and began digging for all he was worth. He was trying to break down the tough outer walls of the great orbs and make them rupture. But Jason’s nuts refused to burst, no matter how hard Drew squeezed.
“Damn, this guy’s nuts are TOUGH!!” Drew exclaimed. “They’re like fucking ROCKS! I’ve never had a set of nuts resist me like this! This stud’s oversized gonads should have burst by now, but I don’t think I got my fingers even HALFway into these huge puppies! You guys have gotta take a crack at these babies!!”
“Give me a try!” said Sebastian. Drew stepped out of the way, and Sebastian came forward and kicked upward with all his might, landing the heel of his cleated boot directly into Jason’s exposed balls and driving them up against his muscular groin. Jason felt like an explosion had just gone off in his big nuts, and that feeling only intensified as Sebastian dug his cleats deep into the squashed ball flesh. Jason bellowed even louder than before. It felt like both of his balls had just been pulverized, but a quick glance downward proved that they continued to endure.
Sebastian kicked again, and again, and again, and again and again and yet again. Jason could only continue to bellow in agony, but to the amazement of the three captors, the young man’s cock remained rock hard. In fact, the huge cock began to drip long, clear strings of sticky precum, stimulated by the brutal beating his balls were taking.
The three handsome young punks realized with great wonder and amazement that having his mammoth nuts worked over was actually turning the young muscle cop on! They had already known they’d hit the jackpot when they’d captured the heroically muscular and stunningly handsome young cop, but to find out that their incredibly hunky and hung prisoner was ALSO into hardcore testicle torture was simply too good to be true! The three wicked punks couldn’t wait to find out just how far they could push this epic stud.
“Shit, I see what you mean!!” Sebastian finally said after more than a score of punishing boot stomps. “I was kicking those beefy bull nuts as hard as I could, and it felt like I was stomping two hard rubber balls. They’re a TOUGH pair of fuckers, that’s for damn sure! And the stud is precumming so much that he got his slick cock snot all over my boots, the bastard!”
“No!! Please!! No more!!” Jason pleaded, his strong, beefy nuts feeling like they were turning to jelly. The muscular young cop was into some heavy nut busting, but this scene was more brutal and violent than anything he’d experienced before, and he began to worry that his mighty stud nuts might be suffering permanent damage.
But his desperate pleas were to no avail, for Sebastian again pounded his boot into Jason's nuts one, two, three more times. Then, without warning, he grabbed Jason by both muscular, sweat slick shoulders and proceeded to ram his hard knee upward into Jason's groin, throwing all of his weight behind the blows.
Wham! Wham! Wham! Wham! Wham! Wham! Wham! Wham! Wham! Wham!
Jason felt nauseous as the waves of pain shot up his body. Sebastian’s knee flattened both of Jason's meaty nuts painfully against his body over and over and over again, causing them to bulge and squish with each blow, but they still defiantly refused to burst.
Wham! Wham! Wham! Wham! Wham! Wham! Wham! Wham! Wham! Wham!
“Stop it, man, PLEASE!! My nuts can’t TAKE much more of this!! You’re going to make ‘em RUPTURE!!!” Jason pleaded.
Wham!
“Oh yeah!” Sebastian announced confidently.
Wham!
“They're gonna rupture alright!”
Wham!
“That’s why we bought you back with us!”
Wham! Wham! Wham! Wham! Wham! Wham! Wham! Wham! Wham!
A sick feeling of terror overwhelmed Jason, for he now knew that they intended to work his big, beautiful balls over until they were destroyed. He fought against his restraints with even greater strength and panic, but to no avail — the ropes were simply too thick, too strong. Jason desperately wanted to save his big, proud balls from being annihilated by these street punks.
Wham! Wham! Wham! Wham! Wham! Wham! Wham!
Wham! Wham! Wham! Wham! Wham! Wham! Wham!
Wham! Wham! Wham! Wham! Wham! Wham! Wham!
Wham! Wham! Wham! Wham! Wham! Wham! Wham!
Sebastian suddenly collapsed against the great muscular bulk of Jason’s body, panting heavily with the effort and exertion he had put into the prolonged knee bashing of the handsome hunk’s fantastically bulky balls. The blond boy clung to Jason almost like a lover, burying his face against the big man’s muscular neck with his hot breath playing against Jason’s sweat-slick skin. Jason’s eyes were shut tight as he struggled to endure the sheer agony radiating from his well-busted balls, and his breathing was heavy and ragged as well.
“No, it looks like his balls aren’t going to burst. Not yet, anyway,” Eric laughed, pulling Sebastian off of the sobbing and panting muscle cop. “Besides, I need to get a chance to have some fun first,” Eric commanded. The young college jock striped off his white t-shirt to reveal a gorgeous and exceptionally muscular physique, which he flexed a few times for Jason’s benefit before approaching the terrified young bull stud.
As Drew had done before, Eric again grabbed Jason's big balls around the base and proceeded to trap both massive testicles tightly into the bottom of their scrotum, stretching them a good six inches from his straining crotch and causing them to bulge enormously in their overstretched sac. The gigantic orbs were bright red from all the abuse, and were just beginning to show signs of swelling and bruising. His battered and mangled bollocks were causing Jason tremendous pain, but were clearly still intact.
Eric looked determined to change that.
The handsome young college jock began to roughly stroke and manhandle the huge bulging balloon of man nuts with his free hand, marveling at both the awesome size and the surprising weight of the huge gonads. He squeezed and mauled the big nuts, impressed as well by their hardness and toughness. Even after the brutal beating they had already received, Jason’s huge nuts still felt incredibly solid and dense, and Eric knew it was going to take a hell of a lot more abuse to wear down the strength and resistance of THESE powerful balls.
After many long minutes of this rough manhandling, Eric decided to get down to business, and he started to pound the stuffed sac with his free fist. Eric quickly proved to be nearly as strong as the monumentally muscular Drew, and his powerful punches caused Jason renewed agony. Eric struck Jason’s balls so hard that the mighty gonads bent around the pistoning fist, deforming grotesquely with each blow.
Blam! Blam! Blam! Blam! Blam! Blam!
Blam! Blam! Blam! Blam! Blam! Blam!
A dozen blows.
Blam! Blam! Blam! Blam! Blam! Blam!
Blam! Blam! Blam! Blam! Blam! Blam!
Two dozen blows, even harder than before.
Blam! Blam! Blam! Blam! Blam! Blam!
Blam! Blam! Blam! Blam! Blam! Blam!
Three dozen blows, harder and more powerful still, and STILL Jason’s mighty nuts endured. Waves of pain unlike anything he had felt before radiated through Jason’s muscular body. But the waves of pain also brought deep waves of pleasure to the young cop stud, pleasure more intense than anything he had ever felt, and his overly aroused cock began to quiver in the beginning throes of orgasm. Sensing this, Eric began to pound harder still, really trying to reduce Jason’s big bull nuts to rubble.
Blam!! Blam!! Blam!! Blam!! Blam!!
Blam!! Blam!! Blam!! Blam!! Blam!!
Blam!! Blam!! Blam!! Blam!! Blam!!
But Jason’s orgasm would not be denied, and the brutal pounding, if anything, only increased the power and force of his impending and burgeoning mega load. Eric started throwing his entire bodyweight behind his punches, and could feel Jason’s titanic balls finally starting to crumble under the unspeakably brutal onslaught.
BLAM!!! BLAM!!! BLAM!!! BLAM!!!
BLAM!!! BLAM!!! BLAM!!! BLAM!!!
BLAM!!! BLAM!!! BLAM!!! BLAM!!!
BLAM!!! BLAM!!! BLAM!!! BLAM!!!
BLAM!!! BLAM!!! BLAM!!! BLAM!!!
BLAM!!! BLAM!!! BLAM!!! BLAM!!!
BLAM!!! BLAM!!! BLAM!!! BLAM!!!
BLAM!!! BLAM!!! BLAM!!! BLAM!!!
BLAM!!! BLAM!!! BLAM!!! BLAM!!!
After about three dozen more truly annihilating punches directly into the center of his monster nuts, Jason threw back his handsome head and bellowed in a mixture of ecstasy and agony, and the first great jet of cum spurted from his cock.
So huge and powerful was this first blast that the three captors could actually HEAR it spurt out of the young cop’s huge muscle cock! The huge gout of cum was as thick as a pencil and nearly six feet long!! Eric was directly in the line of fire, and the first thick rope of cum caught him across the torso, painting a thick white stripe from his navel all the way across his beautiful left pec and over his left shoulder, where the rest of the blast cleared a good 10 or 12 feet before smacking wetly on the rough wooden floor. Jason’s powerful spunk was so impossibly thick with sperm that it had the consistency of a very thick custard, and huge clotted and chunky slugs of the stuff began to slowly roll and ooze over the gorgeous expanse of Eric’s fantastic muscles.
That first wad struck Eric’s muscular body so hard that it actually stung, and he let out a short yelp of surprise just as the second wad erupted from Jason’s cock, with a stupendous force and volume equal to that of the shot that had come before. This second colossal gout of spunk caught the surprised Eric in the chest, neck, and face, all but plastering the young punk in thick cop sperm.
“UNH!! UNNNH!! OHHH!!!” Jason cried in sexual agony. His powerful body bucked and writhed, each massive, straining muscle glistening with sweat as pulse after pulse after huge, colossal, spectacular pulse of spunk rocketed out of his thundering mule cock. Eric had jumped to one side before this next trio of spunk salvos blasted out of Jason’s violently throbbing, 16-inch whale cock, and watched in astonishment as these next mammoth slugs of cop spew flew more than 15 feet to strike a good 3 or 4 feet up the face of the cabin door! This raw power and virility of the handsome young muscle stud was UNREAL!! The brutal torture was slowly destroying his nuts, but it was also giving him the most powerful orgasm in his young life!
Eric regained his senses and began laying waste to Jason’s impossibly tough bull nuts once again, continuing to obliterate them even as they pounded out perhaps the greatest spunk load in history.
BLAM!!! BLAM!!! BLAM!!! BLAM!!!
Six, seven, eight violent blasts of pearlescent cop spew blasted from the young stud’s gargantuan cock, each one striking the far door with a loud and very wet SPLAT!! Eric continued punching and pounding Jason’s screaming nuts with renewed fury throughout the monumental orgasm, and could actually feel their ferociously tough walls finally start to give way.
BLAM!!! BLAM!!! BLAM!!! BLAM!!!
Nine, ten, 11, 12 monumental blasts!! Eric’s muscular torso and arms were slick with Jason’s hot nut goo, and yet more of the thick sludge was still pumping out of Jason’s throbbing cock with no end in sight! Jason’s orgasm was gargantuan, epic, a thing of legend!
And judging by how flat Jason’s balls were becoming under each devastating punch, this colossal orgasm might also be the last one the hunky young cop might ever have!
BLAM!!! BLAM!!! BLAM!!! BLAM!!!
Thirteen, 14, 15, 16 blasts!! Would Jason’s monumental orgasm never end!?!
BLAM!!! BLAM!!! BLAM!!! BLAM!!!
Seventeen, 18, 19 blasts!!! The three assailants wouldn’t have thought such a super human lad would have even been possible if they weren’t witnessing it with their own eyes! Eric was lost in a wild fog of lust and mayhem as he poured every ounce and fiber of his being into his thundering fist, truly redlining Jason’s colossal bull balls and trying to make those massive nuggies BURST under the unrelenting assault. He knew that the young man’s mighty bollocks couldn’t POSSIBLY endure much more abuse.
BLAM!!! BLAM!!! BLAM!!! BLAM!!!
BLAM!!! BLAM!!! BLAM!!! BLAM!!!
BLAM!!! BLAM!!! BLAM!!! BLAM!!!
Finally, after the 20 mightiest and most voluminous blasts of stud sperm that the three men had ever seen, Jason’s almighty orgasm began to quiet and ebb. His bulging, straining horse cock belched out a half dozen or so steadily smaller blasts that fell well short of the door. Jason’s powerfully muscular body still bucked spasmodically even after his orgasm had finally ceased. The young man moaned and groaned in epic relief, long strings of white spunk still dripping from his rock hard beast of a cock.
The captors were stunned speechless by the sheer volume of prime baby batter that the handsome young muscle cop had just blown. Eric was literally dripping with Jason’s sticky seed, his torso and arms almost completely drenched in the hot, slick fluid. The men were amazed at the incredible thickness and viscosity of Jason’s spunk, which hung in great ribbons and festoons off of Eric’s gorgeous physique. Even more of the ropey, gooey stuff painted more than a dozen thick trails to the cabin door. The cop’s chunky sperm also had a powerful and gamey scent, musky and very masculine, that filled the small cabin with an overpowering reek of sex.
“FUUUUUCK!!!” Drew exclaimed with true feeling. “I had no idea a man could CUM so much!! His fucking balls must have been absolutely PACKED with the stuff!!”
“Yeah, man!!” said Sebastian. “It seems such a shame to nut a stallion as handsome, hung, and powerful as this one, Eric. Can’t we keep him? At least for a little while? I mean, he’d make a great toy to have around. I’d really love to play with those balls a whole lot more, and see just how many loads I could squeeze from them.”
Eric looked deep into Jason's stunning dark blue eyes, probing his mind and giving him suggestive smiles. “What do you think, big guy? Should we let you keep your balls, at least for now?”
“Oh yes! PLEASE Eric! Let me keep my big balls!” Jason all but blubbered, tears of terror and panic running down his breathtakingly handsome cheeks. “I promise I’ll be good! You guys can do whatever you want to me. Beat my worthless balls! Make me shoot 100 huge loads all over the floor! Whatever you want! Just PLEASE let me keep my balls!”
Eric seemed to consider the cop’s desperate pleas as he reached out his hand and gently cupped Jason’s bloated and low-hanging left ball. The big man then began giving the mammoth sex organ a rough squeeze. After landing more than 100 horrifically brutal punches into the heart of Jason’s balls (in addition to the previous blows and punches and knees and kicks inflicted by his two friends), Eric’s clutching fingers could now dig DEEP into the very heart of Jason’s tortured bull ball. The gargantuan nut was starting to feel positively mushy, and Eric knew he had already gone a long way toward softening up the young man’s tremendously tough stud balls.
But Jason’s nuts were tough. Extraordinarily tough. And Eric knew that those two big bruisers still had a whole lot of fight left in them.
“You are one hell of a handsome muscle stud, I’ll give you that! And you’ve got the fucking biggest cock and TOUGHEST set of bull balls I’ve ever seen! They’re already starting to crumble, though, and it wouldn’t take too much more to crack these huge gonads wide open. That said, it sure would be fun to play with these huge nuts of yours for a week or two, and see just how much of your man cream we can force from them.”
“Yeah, man, please spare my nuts! I promise I’ll do whatever you guys ask!” Jason answered, intoxicated by the strong manly scent that Eric was giving off, a mixture of the man’s own heady musk and the pungent odor of Jason’s own thick nut milk.
“But it’s too bad you’re a fuckin’ cop. We could have become close ‘friends’ if you weren’t a fucking PIG! And you know what we do to pigs, right boys?” Eric smirked at Sebastian and Drew.
“No!! PLEASE!!!” Jason pleaded.
“Sorry stud!” Eric replied, chuckling, and proceeded to lift his knee squarely into Jason’s crotch with a resounding WHUMP!!, crushing the young man’s badly bruised balls against his body once more. Jason grunted as Eric’s knee slammed a second time directly into his already battered and swollen balls. The pain was even greater than with the previous abuse, as his nuts were now even more sensitive after having just blown such a massive load. Eric gave another good dozen knee lifts into Jason’s screaming balls before pausing, having thought of another torture.
Eric turned to his cohorts and said, “Hey, I’ve got a great idea! Let’s put these stud bull nuts to the test and see just how much weight they can carry! They sure are tough fuckers, and I’ll bet they can carry a LOT of weight. Before they rip off, that is!”
Eric and his friends laughed and began gathering some materials from outside the cabin, including a length of heavy chain and a frighteningly large set of weights. Jason trembled in horror as he watched his captors prepare for round two of his torture and eventual emasculation.
What ghastly, brutal tortures will Jason’s assailants think of next? And the handsome young muscle stud ever survive it?
