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Captive of the Cyborgs – Part 17
Chewing
Day 49 -- Chewing
Not long after Dalton's marathon ball squeezing and busting session with Eric, the Cyborg decided to try something new on his handsome and extraordinarily hunky prisoner, something that none of his previous male victims had ever before survived. Dalton was intensely excited at the idea, for he firmly believed that Eric’s extraordinarily toughened and hardened bull balls had grown strong enough to survive intact. Maybe. And there was only one way to find out...
After Eric’s now commonplace ‘ejaculation of greeting’ (as Dalton was now calling the young man’s spontaneous and spectacular orgasm at the very sight of the huge Cyborg) and an hour or so of the typical ‘warm up exercises’, Dalton knew that Eric was ready for the evening's main event. Dalton had raised Eric higher for the evening, winching his binding chains upward so that the young man’s prodigious crotch was just about level with the Cyborg's face. Dalton grasped Eric’s more-than-coconut-sized bull balls in his hand, and opening his huge mouth wide, stuffed both massive gonads into his maw. Despite the huge size of the Cyborg's mouth, he had to roughly stuff and prod Eric’s truly massive balls in order to get them to fit, and even then his cheeks were bulging to the limit, overstuffed with more than 20 pounds of beefy ball meat.
Eric was clearly terrified at the sight of his huge balls engulfed in the Cyborg's mouth, but the incredible wet heat within Dalton's maw radiated pleasure through the young man's bulging bull balls, and the handsome young man couldn’t help but be powerfully aroused. In short order, Dalton began exploring the surface of both great orbs with his powerful tongue, bathing Eric’s balls and relishing the taste of his skin, his musk, and his powerful ball sweat.
The young man was soon groaning in pleasure, helpless to stop the Cyborg from sucking on his massive yet vulnerable nuts, but also not wanting the pleasure to end. Dalton gradually increased the pressure from his tongue, squeezing and crushing the young man's balls with a force that would have quickly ruptured lesser men, but which pushed Eric to even greater heights of pleasure, his heroically solid and powerful balls able to easily withstand crushing abuse that would likely have ruptured them a mere few weeks before. His ever-solid cock was quivering in anticipation of a massive orgasm, and Dalton intended to give him one...though on his own terms.
Eric’s moans of pleasure became more and more urgent, and Dalton knew the moment was almost here. And he was ready for it.
With a cry of ecstasy, Eric let loose with the first mighty volley of cum from this gigantic, 21 ½ inch monster cock. At the same moment, Dalton forced the twin orbs as far back in his mouth as possible, and bit down with crushing force.
Eric’s cry of ecstasy immediately turned into a bellow of sheer agony as Dalton's thick molars ground deep into the young man's dense ball meat. The enormous testicles, powerful as they were, distorted and bulged within the Cyborg’s huge mouth as his teeth dug into the very heart of the young man’s legendary masculinity. The Cyborg then started to chew like he had a massive wad of chewing gum in his mouth, grinding and crushing Eric’s balls with terrible force.
The young muscle stud's orgasm became even more intense with the brutality of the torture being inflicted on his manly bull nuts, and the hunky hero didn’t know how much of this abuse he could survive. The strength of the Cyborg’s mighty jaw muscles bearing down on his trapped nuts was unlike anything the young muscle stud had ever felt before, and it felt like his huge balls were being ripped apart. Already his balls felt like they had been reduced to a paste, and Dalton's chewing was only becoming even more intense. Eric very seriously doubted that his mighty balls would be able to survive.
Dalton, on the other hand, was in heaven, relishing the feeling of Eric’s gigantic balls bulging and flattening and distorting between his teeth. The Cyborg ground the orbs almost flat with each bite, and then released the pressure on them to return them to their normal egg shape before biting down again, deftly moving the huge orbs around with his powerful tongue so that he could bite and chomp at them from all angles, making sure that not a single cubic centimeter of those spectacularly enormous and oversized bull balls escaped attention. He was careful to not break the skin of the young man's thick and hairy scrotum, but nevertheless chowed down with tremendous force that threatened to rupture the massive man eggs in short order.
After just a few minutes of relentless and powerful chewing, Dalton could already feel the powerful orbs starting to weaken, their incredibly durable and fibrous outer walls starting to crumble and break under the brutal chewing. But the Cyborg once again refused to stop until Eric’s orgasm was complete, and so he continued to chew and chomp and bite, while Eric continued to bellow and scream and pound out mind boggling quantities of his vital male essence.
A few minutes later, and Eric’s balls felt positively mushy inside Dalton's mouth. His tongue and teeth now met very little resistance as they continued to chomp and squeeze and crush Eric’s crumbling bull balls. But STILL Eric’s orgasm thundered onward, if anything made even more prodigious and long lasting by the brutal torture. Dalton's lust-crazed mind enjoyed the irony that it might be the young man's own super human virility that would be his ultimate undoing. If only his orgasms didn't last so long, thought Dalton, then perhaps he would have a better chance of being able to survive this abuse.
Even more minutes slowly ticked by, and STILL Eric’s balls endured, though they were clearly on the edge of rupturing inside Dalton's beef-bloated mouth. The young man's orbs had gone from feeling awesomely solid and hard to feeling mushy to now feeling almost liquid, like two enormous spheres of jelly trapped within a huge hairy sack. Dalton could tell that Eric’s goliath gonads had still not burst and were very much alive, but even the Cyborg had serious doubts that those two mighty balls could endure much more.
The titanic blasts of cum from Eric’s quivering cock became more spaced apart, and then started declining in volume, but Dalton did not let up on the chewing, wanting to ride out Eric’s orgasm to the very bitter end or destroy his nuts in the process. Each chomp of his molars and bite of his teeth threatened to be the last straw for Eric’s screaming balls, but miraculously he continued to endure, pumping out the final dregs of one of his greatest loads yet, lasting more than 10 minutes and pumping out more than ten GALLONS of spunk! That was a full gallon per minute!! Could it be that the young stallion’s virility was increasing over time as well!?!
But Dalton didn’t seem to notice that Eric’s mammoth orgasm had come to an end, or perhaps he didn’t care, continuing to chew well after the final wad burped weakly from the distended tip of Eric’s massive prong. Eric’s frightful bellows of agony echoed across the dark jungle, and he knew that his end was finally at hand.
Dalton suddenly reared his head back, yanking the trapped bull balls to over a foot and a half from Eric’s supremely muscular body and pulling his horrifically overstretched scrotum like it was a thick strand of taffy! Then, with his greatest force yet, the Cyborg chomped down with his back teeth onto the already nearly busted bull nuts.
A ragged shriek was ripped from Eric’s throat, even as a truly massive gout of sperm erupted from his bloated bull cock, forced out by the unbelievable pressure bearing down on his pulverized stud balls.
Dalton more than half expected Eric’s massive balls to burst like two gigantic grapes, filling his mouth with pureed ball meat, but somehow, impossibly, Eric’s mighty balls continued to endure! Dalton mercilessly ground his teeth against the trapped balls, crushing the nearly busted balls with phenomenal force, but they stubbornly refused to burst, all but daring Dalton to use even greater force against them. Which he then did.
Dalton continued grinding and crushing Eric’s balls for several long minutes, coming closer and closer to wrecking Eric’s magnificent manhood forever. But the mighty Cyborg proved his preeminent torturer’s skill yet again, relenting when the young man’s behemoth bull nuts were on the very cusp of bursting asunder.
Eric had survived a chewing torture several orders of magnitude more brutal than the Cyborg had ever visited upon a man before, and Dalton decided that Eric had more than earned the right to keep his fantastic bull balls another night.
The Cyborg slowly opened his mouth to release the hugely swollen and nearly broken balls, at the same time releasing the slack on the young man’s brutally overstretched scrotum. Eric’s huge and meaty balls popped out wetly into Dalton's waiting hand, and the Cyborg could see that the swollen and slightly misshapen balls were so bright red and angry as to be almost purple, and completely covered in bite marks and the indentations of his molars. Dalton gently squeezed his hand and met almost no resistance as his fingers clutched deep into Eric’s frighteningly mushy balls, eliciting moans of pain from the nearly unconscious stud. But despite the mushy and nearly liquid state of the young muscle man’s bull balls, Dalton knew that those massive twin orbs had once again survived without any lasting injury, and would be completely healed and ready for the next round of tortures come the following nightfall, complete with another massive batch of his thick pearlescent goo.
Dalton released Eric’s thoroughly chewed and mauled bull balls to hang heavy and painfully between his columnar thighs, and then turned and walked away, giving his beautiful and muscular young captive the rest of the night and the next day to heal and recover. The giant Cyborg was already eager for the next sunset when he could visit a fresh set of nightmares upon Eric’s meaty ball flesh.
Writer's post note: In the previous chapter, the cruel Cyborg was poised to use a massive sledgehammer covered in wicked, 2-inch spikes on Eric's defenseless bollocks...but I never told the tale of what happened next. I did that on purpose, wanting the reader to just imagine for himself what sort of unspeakably brutal abuse the poor lad suffered that night. Looking back now, however, I'm wondering if you all would like to have that story told as well.
If so, then please provide some suggestions in the comments section below on how you'd like to see such a night of abuse play out. Obviously, Eric's almighty bollocks are destined to survive that abuse intact and unharmed (at least not permanently harmed), as the story has MANY chapters yet to go, but anything short of permanent destruction is on the table. Surprise me! :)
To Dalton's utter astonishment, Eric's mighty balls, when pierced through the tough outer casing, secreted an incredible, resilient, almost cement like substance, that immediately sealed the piercing, and made the outer testicle casing even more resistant to abuse. Even with repeated piercings, the balls remained intact, and hardened against further abuse, and the resulting endorphin and testosterone release that Eric experienced only served to enhance his sexual response - cum production increased exponentially, and Dalton experienced doubt and frustration that Eric's balls could ever truly be conquered. What new tortures mush he devise to truly break Eric's prodigious sexual response?
ReplyDeleteLoving your suggestions, Bryan! Perhaps Eric's behemoth bollocks simply heal that incredibly fast! Or at least their outer walls do, preventing his beefy nut meat from pouring out of the big puncture holes created by the sharp spikes. The fibrous and ridiculously tough outer walls are able to seal the puncture holes in a matter of minutes.
DeleteBut perhaps the impossibly dense meat inside those walls is slower to heal. Maybe the outer shape and protective super structure of Eric's magnificent balls remains intact even after hundreds of spiked hammer blows, but the flesh inside his balls soon becomes horrifically mangled. Still alive, still producing INSANE amounts of his thick man cream, but nonetheless churned and smashed and pureed almost to a gooey, ruined mess.
By the end of the night, Eric's mighty gonads are very nearly destroyed, their interiors so badly marred and mangled that it seems impossible that they could still be alive. But they do survive, and over the course of a long day under the blazing sun, the insides of Eric's balls slowly heal. By nightfall, Eric's mighty orbs are once again perfect and whole, chock-full of yet another mammoth load of fresh cum, and even stronger than ever before!
I'm imagining a scenario where Eric is encased in a small metal box, but his balls are forced through an opening so that they stick out of the box for more tortures. Eric then has to actively prevent himself from cumming lest he fill the container that he's trapped in and drown in his own cum! I might be a bit sadistic...
ReplyDeleteHi Tonari, and thanks so much for your comments!
DeleteThat's a brilliant idea, though I might not use it for Eric. Perhaps another storyline.
I'm picturing an heroically muscular young stud being encased a small box with unbreakable plexiglas sides, and just as you said, his magnificent mammoth bull balls are the only part of his awesome body extending outside the box. The lad's goliath bollocks are beaten and abused in every way possible, forcing the young stud to have orgasm after gigantic orgasm...and steadily filling the plexiglas box. The lad tries to hold off each orgasm as long as he can, but his super human virility simply cannot be contained.
I can just imagine the beautiful muscle boy panicking as he starts to choke on his own chunky sperm. the unbelievably thick and clotted spunk pouring down his throat. Maybe he even gets the clever idea to swallow as much of the gamey cream as he can, filling his belly with his own impossibly copious baby batter in an effort to buy himself some more time. But soon, his belly is painfully bloated and distended with his own thick spunk, and he cannot swallow another drop. The nut batter then begins to pour into his lungs, resulting in death by sperm asphyxiation. ;)
There's also his futile attempts to pull his enormous, swollen balls through the opening or actively strangling his own cock in order to stop the flow! My favorite stories involve young studs either inflicting pain upon themselves or purposely putting themselves in harm's way for a greater cause. :D
DeleteI didn't even think of that -- those are great ideas! Yeah, of course he would try to cut off the flow some way, like by choking off his own cock. But he's simply too phenomenally virile, so all of his attempts are futile. Same with freeing his huge bollocks; the hole cut in the side of the box is just barely large enough to accommodate the crimped neck of his scrotum, so there's no conceivable way his gigantic and steadily swelling balls could ever pass through...unless he completely shattered and ruptured them in the process...
DeleteI like the idea of an heroic young stud enduring punishments and abuse to protect those who are weaker or who can't defend themselves. Volunteering himself as a sacrifice, for example. So I think you and I are on the same page. :)