Behind Enemy Lines, Part 1

Greetings my gentle readers! I am officially back to story writing and blog posting, so you can expect regular postings from me once again. I'm going to start off with a military-themed series about a massive young soldier who is caught behind enemy lines. Sadly, I no longer have the original version of this story. 

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Behind Enemy Lines, Part 1

Based on an original story by an unknown author

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Lt. Mike Zerkowski was the top dog Marine in charge of G2, counter intelligence. His job was to extract information from enemy prisoners. His methods were known to be somewhat unorthodox and brutal, but they worked, and so HQ never questioned him. Or why so many of the prisoners under his interrogation ended up castrated or dead. 

There had been a great deal of activity at the front recently, and many enemy soldiers had been taken captive. After they had been roughed up, man handled, and dragged to the stockade, Lt. Mike was able to look the prisoners over, and see if any of them caught his eye. The Lieutenant had a predilection for large muscular men, the bigger the better. And as his eyes scanned the dozens of men imprisoned in the stockade that day, his gaze landed upon the single largest man he had ever seen, a huge beefy stud of a soldier who nearly took Mike’s breath away. 

Mike was a big man himself, a very big man in fact, standing 6’2” tall and weighing a whopping 260 pounds of rock solid muscle. But the massive, dark-haired Lieutenant was nearly dwarfed by the blond Adonis he saw standing before him. 

The prisoner was at least 6’4” tall, maybe taller, and his tight, olive green t-shirt and baggy camouflage pants did nothing to disguise his sheer awesome SIZE of his colossal musculature. An astounded Mike estimated that the hunk must weigh well over 300 or 320 pounds of hard-as-granite muscle, and there didn’t look to be an ounce of fat on the young man’s body. Mike had never seen such a huge man before in his life, not even in bodybuilding magazines. The stud’s cannon-ball shoulders were easily a yard wide, and his gargantuan arms must have been over 25” in size, making Mike’s own huge 23” guns look almost small in comparison. And the young man’s chest was a masterpiece of masculinity, two massive, squared pecs that were so thick that they looked like some sort of armor plating. The young man’s massive upper body tapered majestically down to a very narrow waist, probably no more than 32”, which, considering the man’s massive size elsewhere, was truly astounding. 

Mike instantly knew that this was a herculean he-man that he desperately wanted to interrogate for hours and hours on end. But when the Lieutenant’s eyes reached the prisoner’s khaki-encased crotch, his eyes bulged and his pulse quickened even further. Mike couldn’t believe the epic, monstrous size of the package possessed by this young man. Though his pants were intended to be baggy, the prisoner’s thighs and ass were so huge and muscular that they stretched the durable fabric tight, and covered his bulging endowment like a second skin. It almost looked like the beefy blond stud had jammed a bazooka and a pair of mortar shells down his trousers, so fantastically enormous were the size of his genitals. Mike ached to get this blond mega stud into his interrogation room to see just how huge the kid’s endowment must be. 

When Mike looked at the blond’s face, he was surprised to discover that the prisoner appeared to be no more than 20 or 21 years old, barely more than a boy really, and yet possessing a massive physique that any man would envy. His young face was breathtakingly handsome, with a strong, chiseled jaw line, powerful chin, high cheekbones, a strong, masculine nose, and beautiful blue eyes. The blond god returned Mike’s gaze with a cold, hard, defiant stare, and Mike gave a wicked grin. He admired the young man’s bravery, for such strength and defiance would make the task of breaking the big stud that much more intensely pleasurable. 

The Lieutenant ordered his private interrogation room prepared for the young muscle god. The interrogation room was a small bunker built into the hillside, with a double set of walls to muffle and silence any sounds that might otherwise issue from within. Mike went to his own quarters to prepare and change into his interrogation attire while the young stud was marched to the interrogation room. 

As Mike re-entered the interrogation room a short time later, the prisoner was already being secured to the wall by two big, tough, beefy sergeants while four others had their weapons trained on the young soldier. Clearly, Mike’s own men were intimidated by this mountain of muscle, and they weren’t taking any chances. Once the prisoner was secured to the wall with heavy leather restraints, his beefy arms and muscular legs spread wide, the two Sergeants began ripping the clothes off of the stud’s body. The thin cotton shirt was shredded in moments, lying in tatters on the floor, and the young man’s awesome upper body was revealed in all its glory. The young stud looked even bigger without his shirt on, and Mike marveled at the sheer size of his massive, beefy chest. The young prisoner’s torso was devoid of any body hair, allowing Mike to see exactly how ripped and massive each muscle truly was, from his bullish neck to his gargantuan chest to his chiseled, cobblestone abs. Interestingly, though his colossal chest and washboard belly were devoid of hair, the young man’s deep and muscular armpits possessed a thick thatch of dark blond hair, made damp by the young man’s recent struggles. Mike yearned to press his face to those dark pits and inhale deeply of this stud’s rich scent. 

The next to go were the young man’s boots and then his pants, torn apart by the six eager Sergeants. As the young man’s thighs and calves came into view, Mike could see that they were every bit as massive and muscular as the rest of his awesome physique, and he revised his estimate of the young man’s weight considerable upward. He DEFINITELY weighed more than 320 pounds! In fact, Mike guessed the young giant’s weight to be closer to 350 or even 360 pounds! The hunky Lieutenant wouldn’t have believed a man could BE so astoundingly muscular and huge unless he had been it with his own eyes, and even with this young muscle god bound and exposed before him, he was still having difficulty comprehending the sheer mammoth  expanse of muscle that his eyes now beheld. 

Soon, the only clothing that was left was the young man’s dirty and soiled white jock strap. Mike and his men stared in open-mouthed wonder at the titanic size of the mound encased within the heroically straining jock strap pouch. The goliath mass the young man’s crotch bulge looked larger than a bowling ball. Despite the fact that the enormous cotton pouch had obviously been made specifically to encase the young man’s monstrous cock and balls, it was straining near to bursting to contain its prodigious contents, the fabric spread perilously thin around the heavy mass within. With just the thin cotton mesh to contain them, Mike could clearly see that the young stud’s nuts were simply gigantic, larger than anything he’d ever seen before. Each great orb looked to be at least as large as a big, juicy grapefruit, and Mike guessed they would be ten times as juicy. The young muscle man’s cock looked more like a fire hose than a human penis, a huge, thick tube of man flesh that arched high over his burgeoning nuts to get tucked in beneath the great orbs. Mike could make out the flare at the ridge of his cock head, and marveled at how far along the shaft it appeared. 

This gargantuan muscle bull represented all of Lt. Mike Zerkowski’s greatest fantasies, all come to life in one stupendously handsome, muscular, and hung enemy soldier. 

Mike’s heart thundered in his powerful chest as he stared at all of the pure masculine beauty displayed before him. He finally recovered his composure after many long moments, and slowly drew the sharp hunting knife from his belt, locking eyes with the handsome young stud as he approached him. As the blade neared the young man’s crotch, Mike could see fear start to flicker in the man’s defiant, bright blue eyes for the very first time. Mike only smirked; he had no intention of nutting the incredibly hot young bull stud — well, not yet, anyway — but he enjoyed seeing the fear in the young muscle giant’s gorgeous blue eyes. 

Mike carefully worked the blade up the side of the straining jock strap, his gaze locked upon that of the captive hulk the entire time, until the sharp knife was tight against the young man’s waistband. Mike then simply flicked the knife, cutting through the straining cotton fabric like it was made of cobwebs. As the tattered jock strap fell away, the young hunk’s gargantuan genitals tumbled forward, and all the men present, including Mike, gasped in awe at what they saw. 

The great tube of the young prisoner’s cock was mammoth, monumental, a masterpiece of man flesh even in its completely limp state. The shaft had to be at least three inches thick and amazingly long, covered in a tracery of thick, gnarled veins. The shaft ended in a massive cock head larger than a juicy plum, and completely covered by a thick foreskin that stretched a good inch and a half beyond the tip of the awesome penis. Despite the thick covering, however, it was clear to see that the huge glans had a very wide and flaring corona. Mike’s astonished eyes guessed that the length of the young man’s flaccid member had to be at least 12 inches, maybe even longer, and he couldn’t wait to see how big that cock would get when completely hard. 

Tumbling heavily below that huge gargantuan cock were the two most heroically oversized bull nuts any of the men had ever seen. Lt. Zerkowski had grown up on a dairy farm in Ohio, and had seen his fair share of massive balls on prized stud bulls, but none of them could hold a candle to the huge twin nuggies hanging so full and heavy beneath that majestic cock. Each great orb was even larger than Mike had originally thought, leaving grapefruits far behind to approach the size of mature milk-packed coconuts! The sight of such huge gonads on a man, even a man as enormously muscular and powerfully built as this young stud, just seemed impossible. The young man’s humongous balls were monstrous, obscene, grotesque. Mike had never been so turned on in all his life! 

The huge bull balls hung very loosely in a baggy and oversized scrotum. Despite the thick thatch of dark blond pubic hair surrounding the base of the young stud’s uber cock, his massive sac was nearly hairless, covered in just a light dusting of pale blond peach fuzz. Mike had seen naturally hairless balls a few times before, and each time the condition spoke to an awesome virility. He certainly hoped that would be the case here as well. 

The natural dangle of the prisoner’s twin balls was amazing, for they hung a good four or five inches from his crotch, where they jiggled in his huge sac in time to his thundering heartbeat. The awesome dangle only added to the intense ultra masculinity of the sight, making his balls appear at the same time both even more massive and powerful, and intensely vulnerable. The sight of the twin balls hanging at the end of such a long and narrow scrotum looked to Mike almost like a melon-sized meat balloon at the end of a long fleshy rope. Mike couldn’t wait to get his hands on those huge man orbs to test their mettle. 

Lt. Mike ordered the other six soldiers out of the interrogation room. A couple of the men seemed reluctant to leave, and cast longing glances at the hyper masculine young prisoner and his gargantuan cock and behemoth balls. They all knew that prisoners who entered this room never came out of it intact, and the men thought it a waste to destroy such an extraordinary specimen of man. Nevertheless, they knew their orders, and one by one soldiers filed out, leaving Mike alone with his latest victim. 

“Alright, you scum bag! Why don’t you save me a lot of time, and yourself a lot of pain, and answer my questions? What is your name and the name of your battalion, and what is your commander’s next attack plan?” Mike ordered. The prisoner remained stoic and silent, his powerful and handsome jaw clenching and unclenching in anger and defiance. Good, Mike thought, he wanted this huge stud of a man to resist him. It would make his torture and interrogation that much more enjoyable. 

Mike loosened his uniform shirt and slowly removed it, exposing a massive chest and broad, cannonball shoulders. He rubbed his right hand over his mountainous left pec and kneaded the beefy flesh, firmly squeezing his hard nipple between two thick fingers. Oh yes, he was secretly glad that the massively muscular soldier before him was not giving in and answering his questions, as he was eager to break the young muscle stud to his will. “Okay. If that's the way you want it, then that's the way you'll get it!” 

He moved to his left and swung his ham sized right fist in a wide arc, driving his bare knuckles into the prisoner's corrugated belly. Mike was an extraordinarily powerful man, and a blow such as this should have driven deep through the man’s muscular gut, with his knuckles almost hitting the backbone. But instead his fist barely made a dent in the titanic wall of abdominal muscle, bouncing off like his abs were made of steel. The prisoner barely grunted in response, and THEN he tensed his belly, his awesome abs separating into even greater relief. Mike was extraordinarily impressed, as he had thought that the prisoner’s abs must have ALREADY been tensed. Now they truly were harder than steel. Mike knew he would have to pick another target to wear down this powerful young buck. And he knew exactly what target to pick. 

Mike reached down and cupped both of the young man’s gigantic testicles in his open palms, lifting the great orbs up and forward. Mike was astounded both at their great size and awesome weight. Not only did the twin orbs fill his big hands to overflowing, but they were even more dense and beefy than he had thought, weighing at least ten pounds EACH! Mike tacked on another 20 pounds to his estimate of the young man’s colossal weight, bringing the total up to an awe inspiring and record shattering 380 pounds! The kid was unreal! A distant part of Mike’s mind idly realized that the young man likely hadn’t even reached full maturity yet and was still growing, and he wondered just how big the stallion would have gotten had he not been captured. With a smile, Mike realized that the world would never know, as the young buck would never be leaving this room intact. 

Mike marveled at the awesome power and strength he could feel coursing through those massive low hanging man fruits. For many long moments, he simply reveled in their astounding power and mass, his own cock throbbing powerfully to have such super human gonads within his grasp. Then without warning, Mike’s thick fingers dug deep into the young man’s dense ball meat as he clutched the great orbs with all of his battle hardened might. Mike clamped his hands shut like a pair of steel vises onto the humongous testicles, splitting the sac with his thumbs, trapping the giant orbs on either side, and crushing them with the full force of his powerful hands. Hands that had burst hundred’s of men’s balls throughout the long war. 

This time the prisoner did respond, bellowing in agony as Mike crushed his balls with his bare fists. With the great nuts securely locked in his fists, Mike squeezed and twisted the huge, defenseless man lumps, slowing grinding and grating the young man’s gigantic rocks against each other and against his thumbs. As the young man bellowed and bucked mightily in his restraints, Mike noticed with amazement and delight that his huge organ was beginning to thicken and grow. The young muscle god was clearly turned on by having his balls worked over hard by another man, and his cock was responding accordingly. 

Mike watched in fascination as the great tool began to unfurl, growing longer and thicker with every heartbeat, and slowly cranking upward toward the ceiling. He squeezed harder and harder still, amazed again at the sheer density and beefiness of the huge balls clutched so tightly in his grasp. The mighty gonads only deformed a little in his hands despite the awesome pressure of his powerful grip. But the added pressure on the man’s huge nuts was causing the great cock to grow even faster. 

As the humongous cock rose majestically skyward, Mike silently counted as it grew inch by inch in length. 13 inches, 14 inches, 15 inches, 16 inches. The great cock was above horizontal, which was astounding for a cock of such incredible size and weight, and yet it continued growing larger still, and continued to climb ever higher. 16 ½ inches, 17 inches, 17 ½ inches! Finally, the titanic penis reached its full, record-annihilating 18 inches in length, and pointed straight toward the heavens. 

Mike could only gape in wonder at the epic and overwhelmingly masculine sight. Never before had he seen a cock so gargantuan as the one before him, not even on the stallions back on the farm. The fucking thing was tapping the young muscle stud in the middle of his awesomely beefy chest! The uber cock was a good five or six inches longer than any other cock Mike had ever seen, including his own massive 13-incher! Surely no man’s cock could truly be so enormous! On anyone else, such a massive schlong would have looked like an oversized parody of male genitalia, yet somehow on the young muscle god before him, the penis somehow fit and was in proportion to the rest of the young man’s phenomenal physique. The strength of the muscles and ligaments holding up that massive cock must themselves be super human, Mike realized, as nearly every other huge cock he had ever seen couldn’t rise above horizontal due to its own great weight. So not only was this mammoth bull cock more massive than anything he had ever seen, it was also many orders of magnitude stronger, able to crank 18 inches of impossibly thick, incredibly rock hard man meat into a full vertical position. 

Astounding didn’t even begin to cover it. 

The Lieutenant was also amazed by the girth and sheer thickness of the colossal column of man flesh. The giant cock was 4 over inches thick at the base, and thickened along its awesome length to over 4 ½ inches just behind the enormous head. The huge, blubbery foreskin was now completely retracted, revealing a mighty glans that itself was larger than Mike’s own fist, and glistened like a shiny red dome. Mike couldn’t imagine the young man fucking anything smaller than a hippo or an elephant, as his behemoth cock simply couldn’t fit into any smaller creature, let alone any human orifice. He felt a momentary stab of pity for the awesomely endowed young muscle man, who clearly must still be a virgin, but this feeling was quickly replaced by unadulterated lust and a desire to abuse and utterly destroy this paragon of masculinity. 

As Mike continued to brutally crush the young man’s bull nuts, he noticed a small drop of clear precum appear at the massively engorged tip of the straining penis. The drop gathered for a few moments, and then slowly began to drool down the head of the bloated whale cock before dripping onto Mike’s own muscle corded forearm. The feeling of the young muscle stud’s fluid touching Mike’s skin was electric, and he once again nearly dumped his huge load into his pants then and there. 

Finally releasing the young man’s tortured sac with a vicious yank, Mike grabbed the ripped jock strap off the floor and stuffed it into the young man’s mouth, quieting any future screams or bellows. The gag also prevented the prisoner from answering any of the Lieutenant’s questions, but in truth, any interrogation at this point would be a farce. Mike didn’t care whether he got any information out of this impossibly muscular and handsome young soldier, as his real goal was to move onto more tortures and find out just how much abuse this young bull stud could take. 

Mike used one hand to form a noose around the base of the young man’s behemoth balls, and then brought his other hand up between the man's legs and started slapping those loosely hanging balls around for a few minutes. Mike was really just waking those big bruisers up, giving them a little warm up of what was to come. Still, he struck them far harder than he would normally hit another man’s balls, instinctively knowing that this huge bull-balled kid could take it. The deep baritone grunts of pain that this abuse elicited from the handsome young solider were a pleasant counterpoint to the beefy flesh-on-flesh smacking sounds of Mike’s open hand striking the kid’s trapped balls over and over and over again. 

When he was satisfied that he now had the lad’s undivided attention, Mike reached down and picked up a large ball press from his nearby bag of goodies. The press had been made to crush and castrate the balls of human prisoners, but had been built large enough to accommodate the massive testicles of farm animals such as bulls and horses, and as such was built to accommodate truly enormous balls. But even so, the ball press was barely large enough to contain both of the young man’s astoundingly oversized bull nuts. Carefully, Mike fitted the heavy chrome-plated steel clamp around the man's balls, having to forcefully push, prod, and squeeze the great orbs to fit them within the steel device even at its widest and most open setting. It took the Lieutenant a surprisingly long time to force the prisoner’s balls into the too-small vise, but once he had them fully secured within the device, Mike was very pleased with the result. Sandwiched between the two thick steel plates, the prisoner’s impossibly huge and bulky nuts were already being squeezed partway flat, their gigantic mass already pressing against his nearly hairless scrotum. 

The Lieutenant admired his own handiwork for a few moments, and then began tightening the clamp and putting the screws to his victim's massive nuts. Mike tightened the press again and again until the young man was sweating profusely, perspiration glistening on his majestic physique and all but pouring from his hairy armpits. The lad’s humongous nuts were flattening out quite nicely, and were starting to look like extremely large and thick hamburger patties. Mike tightened the press another half twist, and then suddenly let the heavy devise drop. 

The ball press was made of two 15-inch-square iron plates that were each more than 2 inches thick. The whole assembly weighed well over 100 pounds. Because of this great weight, Lt. Zerkowski normally mounted the vise on the end of a sturdy wooden table, and he’d never before tried suspending the ball press from a man’s gonads. Mike knew that such a heavy weight would instantly castrate even the toughest stud, but he was utterly confident that this brutally powerful muscle hulk could somehow endure it. 

The tumbling vise viciously yanked the young man’s bulging balls toward the floor. The handsome and hunky prisoner bellowed into his gag, throwing his handsome head back as his extraordinarily thick neck bulged wider still and thick, distended veins swelled on either side of his windpipe. The steel plates violently tugged the lad’s massive balls down to the very bottom of their sac, but his phenomenally powerful ball cords arrested their fall, yanking the falling weight to a halt with nothing more than the strength of his own colossal nuts. Mike’s hunch about the tremendous power of the young man’s nuts had indeed proven correct! 

Mike noted with delight that the prisoner’s balls were so impossibly thick that it would still take dozens of full twists of the screw to bring the two plates together, affording him a great deal of opportunity to squish and torture and abuse the young man’s huge nuts. 

The Lieutenant grabbed the ball press again and yanked down hard, pulling the man's trapped balls towards his ankles. Mike released his grip and the man's stretched scrotum quickly snapped back, yanking his balls back toward his crotch. Mike bent down and picked up a 25 pound weight from a stack on the floor and attached it to the ball press, so that now the prisoner's balls were not only being slowly crushed, but further stretched as well, pulling his aching nuts to just over 6 inches from his crotch. Mike noted with a smile that the young man’s raging cock had not flagged in the slightest this entire time, and indeed seemed even harder than before, straining majestically before him. In fact, the amount of precum drooling from the huge cock had increased and grown somewhat milky. Mike’s favorite prisoners were those rare few who actually got off on ball abuse, so this mammoth muscle man was indeed pushing every one of the Lieutenant’s buttons. 

And Mike intended the young stud received some ball abuse he would never, ever forget. 

Mike twisted the screw another ½ turn and the man’s huge balls actually began to be forced out along the edges of the twin steel plates. Then he twisted the screw another ½ turn, and another, and another, relentlessly squeezing down on humongous meaty testicles. He then attached another 25-pound weight to the press, yanking the young man’s balls down to nearly 8 inches and clearly causing the handsome young lad some serious pain. The prisoner’s beautiful blue eyes grew larger and larger as his balls were being stretched towards his knees. But astonishingly, Mike could tell from long experience that the young man’s bull balls could take even MORE abuse! A whole HELL of a lot more, in fact! 

Mike had once had a particularly strong and big-balled prisoner hold 85 pounds by his balls before they were ripped from his body, and this young muscle god had already nearly doubled that record. But the Lieutenant was confident that the soldier could take even more. So over the next half hour, the Lieutenant continued to slowly add weights in 5 to 10 pound increments. Sure enough, though the young bull-balled stud continued to buck and bellow in pain, his colossal nuts endured more and more and more weight, until they were eventually carrying just over 300 mind-numbing pounds of steel!! The agony in the kid’s testicles must have been unbearable, and they had been stretched to just over 10 unbelievable inches from his straining and throbbing horse cock, but they continued to hold. Mike realized in astonishment that he had successfully doubled the young man’s already extraordinary testicle dangle, and could tell that the kid could perhaps take even MORE! The sight was awesome and intensely, overwhelmingly masculine, and it was all that Mike could do to not shoot his heavy, churning load into his fatigues. 

At the same time that Mike was adding weights, he was also tightening the ball press a half twist at a time, until the big man’s beefy nuts were now crushed more than halfway flat. They were bulging even more obscenely out the sides of the steel nut press as the plates were forced closer and closer together. The young man was in even greater agony when Mike would reach down and slap the swelling bubbles of his exposed nuts, or flick his fingers against the mightily straining walls of the incredibly taught flesh, causing the young stud to buck and twist in agony as anguished screams sounded in his throat. There was now terror and panic evident in the young man’s handsome and pain-wracked face, and the young man clearly feared that each new twist might be the one that would burst his balls asunder. But somehow, the ferociously tough and powerful balls continued to endure. 

Nearly an hour after he had begun the interrogation session, Mike stepped back from his prisoner for a moment to admire his handiwork. The young man’s balls were now stretched nearly to his knees, and were crushed so flat that they looked like a pair of huge jelly doughnuts ready to burst at any moment and spray their gooey insides all over the floor. The young man’s cock was miraculously still rock hard, and in fact was leaking tremendous quantities of pure white precum, thick with sperm. ‘Man, if this guy leaks precum like other men pee,’ thought Mike, ‘I wonder how much stuff he shoots when he cums!’ Mike was certain that this young stud came like a fire hose, but he doubted the young man’s balls would survive long enough to demonstrate that fact. 

Feeling very sure of himself, Mike quickly added four 25-pound weights in quick succession, adding yet another 100 pounds to the tremendous weight already pulling at the young man’s screaming nuts. The muscle kid bellowed in excruciating agony, and his balls felt like they would rip off from his body at any moment. Instead, they again endured stretching down to a full 14 inches, over a full foot of overstretched scrotum precariously attaching the young stud’s great bull nuts to his body. His ball cords were now fully visible through the thinly stretched scrotal skin, thick cords of sinew that seemed to be as tough as steel, carrying over 400 pounds of iron plus the awesome weight of the young man’s own bull nuts. Mike couldn’t believe the sight, for he knew that this super human lad was now carrying more than his own mammoth body weight by nothing more than his own mighty nuts. The spectacular sight encouraged Mike to push the young man ever further. 

After batting the young man’s bulging nuts a few times back and forth between his big open palms, turning the screw 3 half turns, and then giving the huge nuts a good slap, Mike returned to adding yet more weight. Once again, he added four 25-pound weights in quick succession, quickly stretching his scrotum to 15 inches, then 15 ½ inches, and finally 16 inches. At 16 inches, the young man’s ball cords seemed to refuse to stretch any farther, reaching their absolute limit of endurance. Or so it seemed. 

In a fog of sheer lust, Mike added more weights in 25-pound increments, increasing the weight to 525 pounds, then 550, then 575, and then 600. The lust-crazed Lieutenant seemed oblivious to the terrific abuse he was inflicting on his prisoner’s already red-lining nuts, and added weights even faster — 625, 650, 675, 700 pounds, 725, 750, 775, and finally 800 devastating and deadly pounds of solid iron. He now had more than TWICE the young muscle god’s own phenomenal body weight hanging from nothing but his own mighty bull balls, and the great nuts were now straining with every last ounce of their awesome might to keep from being torn from his body. Somehow, his mammoth nuts continued to endure, though they refused to stretch a millimeter beyond 16 inches. The gigantic nuts were now stretched well past his knees, and in fact had more than tripled their already astounding natural dangle! Mike began to think that this young muscle stud might be indestructible! 

But the young prisoner knew that his testicles’ messy demise couldn’t be far behind as Mike grasped the steel ball press once more and gave it two half turns, crushing the screaming nuts flatter still. The young buck could only bellow in extreme agony, his balls feeling like they were going to explode. Mike continued to toy with the young hunk, however, and wasn’t finished with him just yet. 

With his own great strength, the Lieutenant grunted and strained and lifted the weights between his prisoner’s legs until the young man’s nuts were once more nearly level with his crotch, and then as the young stud’s blue eyes bugged out in terror, Mike dropped the nearly 800 pounds of steel. The prisoner's scrotum stretched like a rubber band and took his trapped nuts with it. The young stud’s brutalized ball cords arrested the fall of the weights with a violent jerk, stopping the weights a mere few inches from the floor, where they swung heavily between the young man’s colossally and massively muscular thighs. The mighty nuts tried to spring back upward, but the weight was too great and the young man could feel his great balls being stretched and crushed like never before. Mike was certain that the young man’s bellows were so loud that they could be heard outside, even through his jockstrap gag and two soundproofed walls of stone, but he no longer cared. Mike tightened the screw another quarter turn and the steel plates dug even deeper into the man's balls, and then he lifted and dropped the weights once again to similar, brutal effect. 

Mike continued this abuse a dozen times, mad with lust, dropping the weights from on high, then twisting the ball press another quarter turn. He couldn’t believe that the young man could endure so much brutal punishment, yet he was still miraculously intact. Nevertheless, despite the young man's super human strength and unfathomable stamina, Mike was certain even he couldn't endure this level of abuse for much longer. 

After the repeated dropping of the weights, Mike had succeeded in stretching the young man’s beefy bull balls another half inch for a total, mind-blowingly astounding stretch of 16 ½ inches. But it was clear that he would not be able to stretch them any further. Mike gingerly felt the straining ball cords through the perilously thin neck of the young man’s overstretched scrotum, and the unnaturally thick cords felt taut as bowstrings. Those all-important cords and cables connecting the young man’s titanic balls to his muscular crotch were somehow continuing to endure, but they were clearly nearing the very end of their resilience. Likewise, the grotesquely squashed testicles trapped between the vise plates were running out of strength as well. Mike fondled, tapped, and even roughly squeezed the huge bubbles of ball meat bulging out of the four sides of the vise, ripping fresh screams from the young man’s hoarse and tortured throat. Though Mike was profoundly impressed by the unparalleled strength and resilience of those monstrous bull balls, he could tell that it wouldn’t take too many more turns of the ball press to complete the job of destroying the young stud's mammoth bull nuts once and for all, obliterating his fantastic manhood forever. 

Lt. Mike Zerkowski was going to enjoy every slow moment of this young stud’s spectacular destruction. And he was ready to begin that final phase of the handsome soldier’s unmanning right now…