Friday, June 26, 2015

An Officer and Three Gentlemen - Parts 3 and 4 (unfinished) - Jayse Version

I'm going to take a departure from my usual posts to share something unique -- some unfinished story ideas for the "Officer" series!

As I've mentioned for the past couple of weeks now, I always intended this series to have at least a few more chapters, but I have never gotten around to writing them. That's where YOU come in! Below I have provided some brief and incomplete ideas for how this saga might continue. But I want to hear from you guys. What should happen to Jason next? What new and brutal tortures can be inflicted on his massive nuts? Will more of Jason's police gear be used against him, like his taser, pepper spray, or even his gun? And will he survive intact?

Remember, I'm still in school until November, so will have little to no time to write any next text for a while. I'm therefore relying on all of YOU to provide me with as many story ideas and text as possible. Okay? Now ready, set, GO!!! :)


An Officer and Three Gentlemen 
Parts 3 and 4 (unfinished)
Based on an original story written by Sack Stomper in 2000


A hot Detroit muscle cop has his massive balls busted wide open by 3 luscious hunks


Part 3
Taser Jason in the balls. Shrieks of agony as his balls are cooked from the inside out. Muscles bulging in phenomenal definition. Hits his fifth orgasm, which pours from his paralyzed cock in a lush and unending river. Chunky baby batter pours over his bull balls, completing a circuit that runs back down the length of his cock tube into the heart of his plumbing, amplifying the effects of the taser and causing his balls to spasmodically quiver and shudder with frightening violence, looking like they are about to spectacularly explode. 

Part 4
The three captors decide it’s time to end their fun with the hot rookie muscle cop. They strip out of the rest of their clothes, revealing muscular bodies and spectacular endowments. None of them are as large as the colossal set of cock and balls possessed by Jason, but they nevertheless put almost every porn star in history to shame. They wrap a noose of steel wire around Jason’s behemoth cock and balls. Drew and Eric stand on either side of their huge muscular captive, holding either end of the thin steel cable. Sebastian then kneels before Jason and expertly takes the entire length of his colossal flesh cannon down his throat, milking it with his powerful neck muscles as he gently fondles and manhandles the young man’s swollen and beet-red nuts. No one has ever managed to accommodate Jason’s monumental cock before, and Jason’s mind gets lost in the exquisite pleasure of his very first blow job. 

When Jason is about to reach orgasm, Sebastian yanks out the cock buried almost all the way down to his gullet and shouts “NOW!!!” to his cohorts. The first massive gout of cum escapes from Jason’s unsheathed cock before Eric and Drew yank back on the cable with all their might, closing off the loop of steel and choking off Jason’s thundering cock. A new agony slams Jason in his loins, the sharp biting pain of the steel wire digging into his flesh combined with the deep throbbing ache of a sixth massive orgasm painfully backing up in his plumbing. The three men fully expect the wire to cut through Jason’s flesh like butter, but the young man proves to once again be tougher than expected, and the thick, muscular flesh of Jason’s genitals puts up unexpected resistance. Eric and Drew pull and strain with all of their might, their huge arms bulging massively with the effort. Jason’s cock swells even larger, bloating as its blood supply is choked off, and turning a dark and angry red. His huge cock head swells up to nearly the size of a fist, turning a frightening dark purple as it strains to release the colossal load backing up in his strangled balls. 

Sebastian rushes to Eric’s side, grips the trailing end of the cable, and adds his strength to the brutal tug of war that has Jason’s huge genitals trapped at its center. A trickle of blood appears at the base of Jason’s crotch, signaling that the thin steel wire is finally beginning to penetrate into the thick scrotum and tough meatus of Jason’s colossal cock. In a few moments, the wire will surely tear through Jason’s flesh, which will be followed by the sickening 'PLOP!' as his severed dick and huge balls hit the bare wood floor. Jason knows his time as a virile and powerful alpha stud are about to come to a painful and permanent end. 

Does Jason get rescued by the timely arrival of the FBI, or do the three thugs succeed in destroying this paragon of muscular manliness? 

Thursday, June 25, 2015

An Officer and Three Gentlemen - Original Version

Here is the original story from Sack Stomper that inspired my story series. As you can read in this version, Jason's magnificent manhood meets a quick and cruel end in the original story, but the young muscle cop has already endured far more abuse in my version and is still going strong.

Tomorrow, I'm going to do something new and post my brief story notes for how to continue my version of the series. I'd really love it if you guys could chime in and let me know what YOU'D like to see done to this handsome hunk. I'll bet he can endure a hell of a lot more abuse! And I also want to know what should finally happen to him. Should he survive, perhaps getting rescued by his fellow officers, or should his massive genitals be severed from his body and stomped into the floor like in the original version.

The choice, my gentle readers, is entirely yours... :)


An Officer and Three Gentlemen
Submission Date: 2000-11-28


A hot Detroit cop has his balls busted wide open by 3 luscious hunks

An Officer and Three Gentlemen

July 3, 19xx

A dense fog was settling over Detroit. Jason Allen, a rookie with the Force on his first night of 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, decease and scandal that constituted the Great Lake docks. Particularly macabre were those long ago abandoned such fixtures -- left empty long ago by Sears Roebuck, General Motors and Waylend Glass -- all of which, like Jason, had seen much better days. Oh how Jason wished he could be some how magically transported away from the abandoned warehouses and disrepair cranes and into the warmth and security of some penthouse suite in the Renaissance Center, but that wasn't going to happen. Gregory Snider, his veteran partner, and himself had been responding to a call that some devil worshipers were holding some sort of ceremony inside an abandoned warehouse. Upon arriving, Gregory was ambushed by two of the three worshipers inside and shot mercilessly at pointblank range just inches from Jason. The men, with tasers, pepper spray and chrome pipes had quickly subdued Jason and had stuffed him into the back of a dilapidated 1974 Thunderbird. Within moments the car was speeding away from the warehouse district and towards…

"And news from around the capital city today..." Jason heard a muffled radio announcer say. He had been tied and gagged and was buried under something, a tarp of some kind, weighted heavily with what felt like books. "We're... we're in Lansing!" Jason thought. I have to get help. He struggled violently with his restraints, but the confrontation at the water front and the exhaustion from going at least a day without food or water made it impossible. Jason could feel that the car was not in motion. All about he heard noise, felt motion. Bells on a door some distance away, clanged; a women talked to her daughter about gymnastics practice - they had stooped at a gas station. But why...? The car swept into motion and something very large, very warm and very heavy was tossed onto Jason's stomach. All went black.

When Jason regained conciseness again, he was no longer under the tarp. He was in a cabin, judging by the view from the window, somewhere far north - perhaps as far as the Macinak Bridge area. The cabin was tiny and had only one room. No cupboards, shelves, tables, chairs, nor even a toilet or sink. Only a television tucked into the corner, a small window on the western face and a cream colored halogen lamp that offered the only light. At the moment, Jason was being forced into a standing position by two ropes attached to each arm that extended to the ceiling. His legs, too were confined by ropes leading to anchors on the floor. Jason quickly noticed he had been striped to his Speedo thong-like underwear and his legs were spread open wide. The two of the men were standing three feet away, looking Jason up and down as one would do at a slab of meat at a Japanese nikuya.

"He's a prime one!" one of them, a 20-something blonde with an adorable boyish face and freckles commented.

"Yeah." supported another, this one with long brown hair held behind his back in a ponytail and with broad, muscular shoulders.

"Looky here!" said the other one who had been standing near the television.

"Channel 7 news you can use. Tonight, 21 year old Jason Allen of the Detroit PD is missing. His partner was found dead, police are holding his name until…"

"Isn't that a riot!" he said.

They all broke into unexplainable laughter as the man near the television kicked the picture tube in.

"I'm Sabastian." said the blonde kid. "Sabastian Waters.”

Sabastian was dressed in a tight T-shirt that perfectly outlined his muscular chiseled abs. His pants were leather, and also several sizes too small, as if to outline the massive bulge in the front. On his feet he donned military surplus boots which had been retrofitted with soccer-type kleets on the underside.

"I am Drew Alden." said the guy standing next to him, bowing slightly while his arm was crossed over his stomach -- a perfect gentleman! His voice was very deep and very rough, yet extremely sexy! Drew wore no shirt, which showed off perfectly his awesomely muscular torso and extremely broad shoulders. He was wearing a faded pair of blue jeans which had been cut off below the knee. They were so tight, they appeared uncomfortable. They outlined in full detail his massive cock and voluptuous balls. He was wearing no shoes nor socks.

"And I'm Fred Blanc." said the last one, moving in closer to the group. Fred was the hottest of all. He was, it seemed, only 18 or 19 years old. His body was that of a high school football jock - muscles bulging everywhere. His clothes, unlike the others, were extremely non-attention grabbing. He wore a plain baggy white T- shirt with loose fitting khaki slacks. He wore Air Jordan's of the newest variety, and one could see he wore 'normal' white cotton socks. His hair was styled in a conservatively stylish bowl cut and shimmered reddish brown. His eyes were hazel and had the most gorgeous depth of color. To top it off, he wore what appeared to be a school ring and a small Nike ear ring. Compared to the others, he was dressed for the latest fashion magazine. But even though you couldn't directly see it, Fred had a body that beat the others hands down. His titanic 10 inch penis and egg sized balls made a bulge even through the baggy khaki. Every time Fred inhaled, his muscular stomach heaved outward, stretching the fabric of his shirt.

The site of these gorgeous men was almost too much for Jason, who couldn't control his hardening cock.

"You're nicely equipped.." Sabastian noticed grabbing and massaging Jason's basket. He was no doubt impressed by Jason's bulge -- an 8 inch cock and nice size balls -- and his muscular back and stomach. Jason's shoulders were broad, almost broader than Drew's and his legs were well toned and rippling with muscle.

"Thank you." Jason graciously accepted with a casualness that almost made him forget the severity of the situation... then he remembered "What are you going to do…"

Jason hadn't finished before the bottom of Sabastian's boot slammed into Jason's exposed balls. Jason reeled in agony, screaming vainly into the night.

"That's what!" Drew answered grabbing Jason by the balls and squeezing mercilessly. Drew rolled both of Jason's testicles to the left side of the scrotum and restricted and movement back with his thumb. Then he went in for the kill and started to pound the stretch scrotum with his free hand.

"They keep slipping. Take off his pants, Fred.”

"With pleasure!" Fred nearly squealed, grabbing a pair of scissors he had been hiding behind his back and began carelessly cutting Jason's undies off.

"Wouldn't wanna' slip!" Fred laughed, the blades of the scissors stooped seconds before they were to slice through the base of Jason's cock. When the underwear fell to the floor, Jason's genitals rolled out of their restraints. The three were impressed at the hang of his balls and made small side comments to this fact.

"No please! No more!" Jason pleaded.

Sabastian again pounded his boot into Jason's nuts. Then, without warning, grabbed Jason by both shoulders and proceeded to ram his knee upward into Jason's groin. Jason felt nauseous has the waves of pain shot up his body. Sabastian's large knee flatted Jason's entire package painfully into his body.

Oh yeah! They're gonna' rupture!" Sabastian announced confidently ramming his knee over and over into Jason's nuts.

"No. Let me have some fun first!" Drew suggested.

Drew again grabbed Jason's big balls and proceeded to trap both testicles into one half of the scrotum. He then pounded this stuffed side with his free fist.

"Oh! Oh!" Jason cried in sexual agony. His body writhed, each muscle glistening golden with sweat. The torture was killing him but the feeling of Drew's hand on his privates made him very aroused. The pounding continued two...three... four... ten times then Fred stepped in, motioning to the others to step aside.

Fred looked deep into Jason's eyes, probing his mind and giving him suggestive smiles "It's too bad your a cop. I think your cute, Jason. It is Jason, right? I only looked at your drivers license for a sec.”

"Yeah." Jason answered intoxicated by the strong scent of manly cologne and sweat Fred was giving off.

"We could have become 'close' friends, but... your a cop and you know what we do to cops.”

"No!" Jason screamed realizing what was about to happen "Do, Fred please.”

"Sorry." Fred chuckled proceeding to lift his foot squarely into Jason's crotch. Jason heaved in pain.

Jason couldn't believe it! He was trapped in a cabin with three of the most luscious men he had ever seen, but he was tied to the wall and having his ball busted. What luck.

The pounding continued until Jason felt he was going to pass out.

"You can make it. Don't black out now!" Fred pleaded with an adorable puppy dog look on his face -- all the while ramming his foot into Jason's crotch.

Jason could only give a low moan, out of pain and the arousal of Fred's sheer hansomeness, and went unconscious.

Not much time had passed since he last passed out, Jason figured because it was still night outside. He looked around for his captives. Sabastian and Drew talked quietly in the corner. Fred laid staring up at the ceiling on the bed.

"Uuuhh..." Jason groaned. Everyone looked over and proceeded to walk to Jason's side.

"I see our cop has woken up." Drew said “Good!"

There was only a moment before Drew slammed his bare foot into Jason's groin two, three four times. Jason fought hard to suppress the nausea.

"Lets finish him, Fred!" Sabastian pleaded.


"Wait. You guys aren't gonna..." Jason trembled as he figured out their plan "No. No please don't I'm only 23 years old. Please don’t..."

Jason was quickly silenced by a karate chop to the testicles by Fred.

Drew handed Fred a very coarse fine, piece of metal rope about two or so feet long. Fred took the string and wraped the base of Jason's entire package with it in the shape of a loop, so that pulling poth sides would close the loop.

Freds entire arm flenched, then stoped. Fred bend down, kicked each of Jason's testicles, then engulfed the walnut sized things into his mouth. He such softly, rolling each ball in his mouth. Sabastian got right to work on sucking Jason's cock and Drew massaged Jason's back and abs, licking sentually along the way. This was all too much for Jason and he erupted a massive load of cum into Sabastians waiting mouth. As soon as it was over, the three stopped what they were doing and Fred quickly pulled the two ends of the string.

Jason screamed, more of sheer terror than pain, almost drowning out the sickening 'plop' his balls and dick made when they hit the bare floor.

"You aren't a big bad cop 'man' now, are you?" Drew taunted above Jason's screams.

Drew rose his bare foot above the bloody blob and started stomping on it violently, rolling it around between his toes, smashing Jason's once proud package into literally a stain on the floor.

Meanwhile, Sabastain ran quickly out of the cabin and returned seconds latter with a lage branding iron in the shape of a circle. He quickly branded shut Jason's wounds. They continued to have 'fun' with Jason for another hour or so. They used his washboard stomach as a punching bag and taunted his lack of a sex drive by trying to seduce him -- although he lacked the ability to 'physically respond'. At one point, the beefy Fred ripped off his shirt and begain caressing his body against Jason's. The feeling of Fred's hunky body against his made Jason feel strange -- no longer a sexual urge. Finally, the three licked Jason up and down, leaving no crack unexplored. Jason felt shivers of joy -- but it wasn't sexual joy. He knew he would never be a man again.

Friday, June 19, 2015

An Officer and Three Gentlemen - Part 2 - Jayse Version

Here is part 2 in the nut-busting saga of Jason, the horse-hung muscle cop!

Will his monstrously oversized nuts be able to survive the next torture that the three hunky captors have in store for him...?


An Officer and Three Gentlemen Part 2
Based on an original story written by Sack Stomper in 2000


A hot Detroit muscle cop has his massive balls busted wide open by 3 luscious hunks


Jason couldn't believe his shit luck! Here he was alone in a remote cabin with three of the most handsome, hunky, and hung young men he had ever seen, what should have been a fantasy come true. But instead of a fantasy, he was living a nightmare. He was naked, bound, and completely helpless while the three men rained brutal punishment down on his big, massive, heroically beefy balls, all with the intent of permanently crushing and ruining his mighty monster gonads. How could this be happening to him!? 

At the same time, his huge 16-inch horse cock had never been more hard in his life, and even after blasting out one of the most colossal loads of his young life, Jason’s cock was still rock hard and randy for more rough action. 

Jason’s balls were given a brief respite from the abuse as the three men gathered tools for the next torture. But that respite didn’t last long. 

Big Drew approached the bound and helpless muscle cop and roughly grabbed his swollen and aching nuts, pulling them forward. In his other hand, Drew carried Jason’s own handcuffs, and with practiced ease, Drew encircled one of the cuffs around the base of Jason’s balls and cinched it tight around the neck of his scrotum, securing Jason’s balls at the bottom of their sac. The metal cuff was cinched to a mere one-inch diameter, cinching the neck of his thick scrotum tight and making sure that there was no way either of his swollen, breadfruit-sized bull balls would ever slip through — it would be like forcing a person’s head through a key hole! A foot-long length of chain was attached to the other cuff and left to hang down between Jason’s powerful, thickly muscled, and wide spread legs, clanking gently with the young man’s slightest movements. 

“I’ve seen guys carry 30 or 40 pounds by their balls, and have heard of men carrying up to 70 or 80 pounds before their balls were ripped from their bodies,” Eric said to his friends. “I’ll bet this big powerful stud can carry TWICE that!” 

“It’s worth a try,” Drew responded. “Maybe we can even get him to cum again. I wonder how far his big nuts will stretch before they rip off…” 

“Only one way to find out!” Sebastian said. The blond hunk was standing next to a large stack of gym plates, and he picked up a 45-pound weight and approached the tightly bound muscle stud. Jason once again began to beg and plead for Sebastian to not do this, his dark blue eyes bulging wide with fear, but the young punk just smiled and hooked the weight onto the chain, letting the weight drop from a height of several feet to be borne by Jason’s big balls alone. Jason groaned in great pain as the huge weight tore at his meaty balls, stretching them to over 6 inches from his crotch. His huge cock, which had never gone the least bit soft after his first orgasm, quivered in response, and throbbed harder than ever before. 

Unbeknownst to his three hunky captors, Jason had carried considerably more weight by his tough stud nuts before, both on his own and in rough sessions with other like-minded guys. But he’d never before tried stretching out his nuts right after having them brutally pounded and ball bashed, and his huge gonads were screaming in pain from the tugging weight. 

Sebastian didn’t waste any time, however, and quickly picked up another 45-pound weight and roughly hooked it onto the chain. This time Jason cried out in agony as his huge balls were stretched another brutal inch, bulging enormously in their overstretched sac and starting to turn an even more angry shade of red. Sebastian grabbed yet ANOTHER weight, this time a ‘mere’ 10 pounder, and attached it as well. Jason groaned at the additional weight, and his balls stretched just a little bit further. 

“Would you look at that!” Sebastian exclaimed. “Now that’s a fine sight! So, you big dumb muscle cop, how does it feel to have 100 POUNDS of solid steel hanging from your oversized bull balls?” 

“Please, no more!!” responded the tortured young police officer. “I can’t take any more!!”

“What was that? You want more? No problem!” 

Sebastian grabbed a 25-pound weight and added that to the chain suspended by Jason’s balls, stretching them out even further. Jason’s rampant cock was once again oozing precum, and it looked like young man was already on his way to another orgasm. The question was whether the young man would get the chance to blow his nut before his huge testicles were violently ripped from his body. 

Sebastian quickly added another 25-pound weight, and ANOTHER! An amazing 175 pounds of cold metal was now hanging from Jason’s screaming bull nuts, undoubtedly a new world record! The young man was nearly delirious from the pain, his handsome head thrashing from side to side as he struggled to comprehend the agony shooting out of his massive stud balls. Still, Jason’s cock was throbbing all the harder. The sheer quantity of precum drooling from his cock was amazing, particularly considering he had just blown the granddaddy of all monster loads such a short while before. 

Drew stepped forward, kneeled down, and inspected Jason’s balls. He curled the thick fingers of his big hand around the narrow tube of scrotum that was all that connected Jason’s colossal bull balls to his muscular body. A combination of ball sweat and hot sperm made the smooth skin of Jason’s scrotum very slick, and so Drew gently pumped his curled fingers up and down, almost like he was jacking off Jason’s overstretched scrotum. Drew couldn’t believe how far those monster nuts had already been stretched, farther than he’d ever seen a man’s balls stretched before. He gripped the scrotum tighter and gave it a few strong, sharp tugs, feeling the incredible tautness of his straining ball cords and judging how much more the beefy muscle stud could take. 

“He’s still hanging in there,” Drew said, chuckling softly at his own joke. “He can take more weights, but probably not a whole lot more.” Getting out a measuring tape, Drew measured the dangle of Jason’s nuts and exclaimed, “SHEE-IT!! His balls have been stretched to 9 ¼ inches from his crotch! That’s more than TWICE their normal dangle!!” 

“Yeah!” said Sebastian. “Let’s see if we can’t stretch those puppies to a full foot before they rip off!” 

The handsome blond punk added the next weights in smaller increments, not wanting to end the fun too soon. The weight was increased to 180 pounds, then 185 pounds! Jason’s cock began to throb harder and harder, and the stretch to his huge balls was slowly ratcheted to even more amazing dimensions. 190 pounds, 195 pounds!! His balls were incredibly stretching farther still. 200 POUNDS!!!

Jason threw his handsome head back and bellowed as a second massive and spontaneous load began to erupt from his straining horse cock, a veritable geyser of cum that looked like it would be just as enormous and powerful as his first orgasm. This time, Sebastian was there to catch Jason’s load, and catch it he did, getting sprayed in the face, arms, and torso with salvo after salvo of the muscle cop’s thick and gamey spunk. To the amazement of the three captors, the young man’s cock was throbbing so hard that it actually lifted the weights hanging from his bull balls, causing the 200 pounds of steel to bounce with each powerful throb of his cock and making the weights tear even harder at his already brutalized balls! 

The three handsome punks could only watch in mesmerized fascination as Jason’s colossal club of a cock belched out rope after magnificent rope of white stud cum like some sort of massive spitting snake. The volume of sperm being purged from the young cop’s mammoth bull nuts was simply UNREAL, particularly given the fact that they’d just blown an equally titanic load not more than half an hour before! This handsome young muscle stud was a GOD!!

After nearly a score of gut-wrenching blasts of cum, Jason’s second titanic orgasm began to ebb and then finally cease, leaving the young man panting in agony and exhaustion, and leaving Sebastian completely soaked with the young cop’s supremely potent male juices. Sebastian striped off his sperm-soaked and cum-dripping t-shirt, revealing a gorgeous body that had perhaps the lowest bodyfat percentage Jason had ever seen on a man. It was almost like the young blond stud didn’t have any skin, allowing every cord and sinew of the young man’s powerful muscles to be readily visible. The sight was intensely erotic, and even with the 200 pounds of iron pulling mercilessly at his balls, Jason’s mighty truncheon of a cock gave a mighty lurch at the sight of Sebastian’s glorious physique. 

All three men admired their handiwork for a few more minutes, watching the massive weights sway gently between Jason’s hugely muscled, columnar thighs. The young man continued to groan in constant agony, a thick and unbroken rope of cum still drooling from his rock hard cock and stretching very nearly to the floor. As they watched, they could see the young stud’s mighty bull balls continue to ever so slowly give way, dropping even lower in their already brutally overstretched sac. They had now been stretched to a full 10 inches by the 200 pounds of steel tearing relentlessly at them. Jason could only guess at the damage the weights were causing his prized balls, and even if the tortures stopped right now, he doubted his beautiful nuts would ever be the same. Sadly, he knew that these handsome thugs had no intention of letting him survive with an intact set of nuts anyway, so any speculation was moot. 

“Let’s have some more fun,” Eric suggested with a wicked smile. “Drew, you stand in front of our hung stud here and give a shove to those weights, making them swing back. The pendulum action should cause even more pain to those huge fuckers, and make them stretch even lower in their sac. I’ll stand behind our handsome hunk, and when his balls swing back towards me, I’ll be ready for ‘em.” 

Big muscle giant Drew smiled in acknowledgement, and stepped in front of the helpless Jason. The young captive watched his balls being drawn forward as big Drew easily pulled back the 200 pounds of weights, and he braced himself for the epic pain to come. Drew pulled back the weights until they were horizontal with Jason’s muscular crotch, temporarily lifting the great weight from his aching nuts, and then released the 200 pounds of steel to swing back down toward the ground. The weight once again tore at Jason’s monstrous balls, causing intense pain, particularly as the weight reached the bottom of its swing. But so focused was Jason on the tearing of the weight that he was not prepared for Eric standing behind him, armed with Jason’s own night stick. 

As the weights reached the top of their swing, brutally pulling Jason’s nuts back behind his fantastically muscular ass, Eric gave the black billy club a mighty swing, clobbering Jason directly in his gigantic balls. The shock of the blow was so great that at first Jason couldn’t utter a sound. It wasn’t until the weights swung forward and then back again and Eric landed a second mighty blow into his nuts that Jason found his voice, and he uttered a mighty bellow of unimaginable pain. Night sticks were intended to break bones and quickly incapacitate criminals, and Eric was clearly an expert in their use. The ferocious power behind the blow felt like it had shattered both of Jason’s titanic nuts. 

At the same time, intense pleasure also flowed through Jason’s heroically muscular body, and almost against is will, he found himself bucking his hips forward on the next backward swing, intensifying the stretch to his nuts even as Eric was landing his third fearsome blow. 

The process was repeated again and again and again. Drew shoved the weights backward, making the 200 pounds of steel plates tug mercilessly at the young stud’s aching nuts, while Eric brutally clubbed the massive testicles at the other end of each swing. Jason grunted and hollered and bellowed with each mighty blow, begging for the men to stop, sobbing in agony, yet bucking his hips into each blow. And somehow his balls continued to survive, enduring abuse that would have easily broken another man’s balls a dozen times over. 

Jason’s mind was a blaze of agony and ecstasy, and he quickly lost count of the number of blows his huge nuts had received from the billy club. He was only aware of yet another huge load of cum welling in his balls and ready to rocket out of his cock. Another blow, and another, and another, and it was time. 

Incredibly, Jason’s third load proved to be even more massive and spectacular than its two brothers, a colossal and gut-wrenching deluge of spunk. This time Drew was there to catch the unnaturally mammoth load, and Jason painted stripe after thick white stripe of sperm across the vast expanse of Drew’s muscular chest, shoulders, and abs. 

The three captors just couldn’t believe the sheer SIZE of Jason’s third load, and wondered aloud how he could possibly STORE so much sperm in those brutally massive nuts of his. Eric continued to beat on Jason’s bull nuts throughout his awesome orgasm, pounding even greater quantities of the stuff from his huge man eggs. 

And the spunk gusher just didn’t seem like it was ever going to stop! Over 20 incredibly copious wads of cum erupted from Jason’s huge cock, accompanied by an equal number of additional blows from the nightstick, and STILL Jason’s epic load blasted onward! It took nearly a dozen more oversized slugs of cum before Jason’s magnificent orgasm began to slow down. And by the time Jason’s third epic cum load had finally ceased, Drew was positively covered in fresh jism, and Jason’s bull nuts felt like they had been reduced to a quivering, fleshy bag of gelatinous goo. 

Jason groaned in agony, temporarily exhausted and utterly spent. The weights continued to swing in ever-decreasing arcs until they slowly came to a rest at the bottom of their swing, the big weights hovering just a few inches above the floors. Jason’s enormous balls were bulging monstrously at the bottom of their now ridiculously overstretched sac. The massive balloon of ball meat was now a uniform, angry dark red, and the scrotal skin was stretched over the huge nuts so tightly that every vein beneath the skin was clearly visible. The balls themselves had become grotesquely swollen, leaving their normally grapefruit size behind and now approaching the size of ripe cantaloupes. His scrotal neck was now stretched impossibly long and thin, scarcely a quarter of an inch wide and just over 12 inches long!! The mighty cords and sperm ducts that connected the humongous bollocks to the stud’s powerfully muscled body could now be clearly seen through the thin tube of skin, as could the blood vessels that gave the massive testicles life. The incredibly long scrotum made Jason’s swollen nuts look even more bloated and obscene, both completely vulnerable and intensely erotic at the same time. 

Sebastian stepped forward and roughly fondled Jason’s huge nuts, causing the muscle stud to grunt in exquisite pain. To the blond’s surprise and delight, Jason’s testicles were somehow miraculously still intact, though their outer shell seemed to have weakened considerably further from this most recent round of abuse. He wrapped one hand around the base of Jason’s huge balls and gave a few short, sharp tugs, testing the remaining strength of his brutally overstretched ball cords. 

WOW!!! This fucker STILL has some strength left in these mighty ball cords of his!! Let’s go for broke and see just how much more weight this young bull can take,” Sebastian said, the lust and eagerness plain in his voice.  

With grinning nods of approval from his friends, Sebastian grabbed a 10-pound weight and added it to the already overloaded chain hanging from Jason’s screaming nuts. He then kept quickly adding weights in 5- and 10-pound increments, knowing that Jason’s balls were nearing the end of their strength and that any one of these weights could be the one to castrate him. 

At first, the added weights had no effect other than to make Jason buck and groan in agony. His ball cords appeared to have reached their absolute limit and refused to stretch any further. Then, at 250 pounds, something happened. Perhaps something snapped or tore loose deep in Jason’s groin, or maybe his taut ball cords found another reservoir of strength, but his nuts suddenly began dropping again, and with greater speed. As weights continued to be rapidly added, Jason’s nuts stretched to 12 ½ inches! 

Then to 13 inches! 

Then to 13 ½ inches!! 

Then to 14 inches!!! 

Finally, at an awesome 305 pounds -- 20 pounds more than Jason’s own awesome 285 pounds of muscle -- Jason’s nuts reached an unbelievable stretch of 14 ½ inches, and refused to budge another millimeter! They were now hanging literally to his knees, and could not be stretched further, despite the continued addition of even MORE weights. 

Jason knew that he was done for, that his big beautiful nuts were probably ruined already, and he began to panic, uttering gut-wrenching, animalistic bellows of terror and agony. His nuts were already supporting far more weight than they could sustain, more than they were ever designed to carry. And STILL the captors added more weight, trying to rip his nuts off of his body! At the same time, the horrific tearing at his balls was sending his insanely bloated horse cock into overdrive, and it would be a race against time to see if Jason would get the chance to cum yet again before his manhood was brutally taken from him. 

The three men sensed Jason’s impending orgasm as well, and Drew and Eric helped Sebastian add weights even faster. 

310 pounds! 315, 320, 325, 330!! 

Jason had left the realm of mere world records far behind now. 

335 pounds!! 340, 345, 350, 355!!! 

The great mass of steel tearing at Jason’s nuts now equally the titanic mass of big Drew! Surely no man’s balls, no matter how oversized and monstrous, could POSSIBLY carry so much weight!! 

360 pounds!!! 365, 370, 375, 380!!! 

Jason suddenly hollers in the most agonizing pain yet, and his monstrous cock begins to let loose with his fourth orgasm of the night, pounding out yet ANOTHER monumental load of stud cream. His balls were visibly quivering on the edge of destruction as they convulsed and contracted and pumped out truly AWESOME amounts of sperm. And STILL the men added more weights, intent on emasculating their victim during his mighty orgasm. 

385 pounds!!! 390, 395, 400, 405!!!

Micro tears were appearing in the gossamer-thin skin of Jason’s heroically overstretched scrotum, and it was clear that his sac could shred at any moment, even as more and more pearlescent cum spewed forth from Jason’s achingly hard cock. 

410 pounds!!! 415, 420, 425, 430!!! 

Not even Jason’s super human nuts could endure this much abuse!!! 

Then, with an awesome 435 POUNDS of metal weight tearing at Jason’s mighty bull nuts, the amazing happened. 

A great snapping sound could be heard, and the weights suddenly crashed the final few inches to the floor with a great racket and clanking of metal. For a moment, the three men thought for sure that Jason’s bull nuts had finally been ripped from his body, but to their utter and unending astonishment, Jason’s balls were still hanging there between the young man’s muscular legs! Bruised, beaten, and stretched to over 8 inches from their crotch, but still alive!! Instead of the young man’s powerful ball cords snapping, the thin metal chain that linked the handcuff secured around Jason’s behemoth balls to the other cuff connected to the weights had finally given way, shattering under the great weight his balls had been forced to carry. Miraculously, Jason’s nuts had survived!!! 

For a few long moments, the only sounds in the room were Jason’s grunts and the wet splashing sounds as the young bull stud pounded out the remains of his FOURTH gargantuan load. Sloppy, wet splats sounded loud in the small cabin as the enormous volleys of cum splashed onto the floor, adding to the already huge sticky mass of chunky spunk already drenching a large portion of the wooden floor, the front door, and all three of the young man’s vicious captors. 

Finally, Jason’s raging orgasm sputtered to an end, and the young man’s handsome head hung in exhaustion as the struggled to remain his breath. His massively muscular chest rose and fell dramatically like he had just run a marathon. 

“Holy SHIT!!!” Sebastian uttered, finally breaking the silence. 

A visibly shaken Drew stepped forward and examined Jason’s swollen balls and horribly distended scrotum. He found the huge gonads to be whole and still firmly attached to his crotch. The thick scrotum, though now stretched to twice its normal dangle, was also miraculously intact, though Drew doubted that the young muscle man’s balls would ever hang at a ‘mere’ 4 inches again. 

Eric let out an explosion of breath and drawled, “Impressive indeed! I gotta say, I’ve never seen a man like you before, Jason. Those huge balls of yours are harder than granite, and your ball cords must be made out of steel. Under different circumstances, I would be delighted to keep you around indefinitely, torturing those humongous balls of yours and seeing just how much more abuse they can take.” 

Eric rolled the sweat- and cum-slick bull balls around in his big hands, marveling once more at their tremendous, unnatural size and colossal weight, and also admiring the colorful purple and red bruises that were erupting all over their vast surface. Oh yes, Eric and his friends had indeed visited significant trauma onto the young man’s Herculean balls, and he longed to hurt them even more. 

“But you’re a cop, Jason, and therefore you don’t deserve to keep your balls.” Then Eric said almost wistfully, “No matter how big and beautiful they are.” 

“Okay boys,” Eric said, addressing his two cohorts. He then picked up the taser out of Jason’s discarded utility belt and said, “We’ve thoroughly scrambled this stud’s huge eggs. Now I say we fry ‘em!” 


What’s next for our beefy hunk? How much more abuse can his tortured balls possibly take? Will he survive the next diabolical torture that Eric and his men have devised for our young muscle cop, only to face even more brutal and punishing abuse? 

Only time — and the suggestions from YOU, my gentle readers — will tell… 


Friday, June 12, 2015

An Officer and Three Gentlemen - Part 1 - Jayse Version

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. :)


An Officer & Three Gentlemen Part 1
Based on an original story written by Sack Stomper in 2000


A hot Detroit muscle cop has his massive balls busted wide open by 3 luscious hunks


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...


“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. 


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. 


“Oh yeah!” Sebastian announced confidently. 


“They're gonna rupture alright!” 


“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. 










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. 


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. 


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! 


Thirteen, 14, 15, 16 blasts!! Would Jason’s monumental orgasm never end!?! 


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. 




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?