Behind Enemy Lines, Part 4

Behind Enemy Lines, Part 4

Based on an original story by an unknown author

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Mike went to the rack on one wall where he had hung a very large assortment of bludgeoning devices, and he selected the largest from among these, a huge rubber mallet with a head more than 6 inches across. Mike knew that even this oversized hammer head wasn’t large enough to strike BOTH of his prisoner’s nuts at the same time, but he had never imagined in his wildest dreams that a man could exist with balls the size of those possessed by this young muscle hunk. The Lieutenant would just have to be satisfied with striking only one swollen bollock at a time. 

Lt. Zerkowski came back to stand before the frightened young muscle titan, wielding the brutal-looking mallet in both powerful hands. The young man began to struggle against his heavy chains and bindings, his massive muscles bulging spectacularly as he fought futilely to break free, his muffled voice shouting incomprehensible pleas for mercy. But there was no mercy in the Lieutenant’s lust crazed eyes. Instead, Mike smiled as he raised the mallet high in the air, and then brought it down with devastating force directly into the center of the young man’s bulging right nut with a sickening smacking sound. 

WHAM!!!

The tremendous force of the blow nearly flattened the great orb, and the young stud bellowed in new agony, his massive muscles standing out in awesome relief as the pain ripped through his body. 

Once again, Mike more than half expected to find that he had destroyed one of the young man’s goliath bull nuts. In his experience, it had always taken just one mighty blow of the heavy mallet to reduce even the biggest, toughest nuts to mush, creating a soup out of a man’s nut guts. In fact, he had always considered the mallet to be overkill, a coup de grace for any male prisoner who had outlived his usefulness or interest to the brutal interrogator. Mike Zerkowski was therefore both surprised and very pleased to watch as the young man’s huge nut bounced back with the removal of the hammer, not visibly damaged by the blow. But Mike knew better, however; he knew that repeated blows from the mallet would eventually wear down even the awesome resistance of these mighty balls, and that they would slowly be destroyed and reduced to rubble.

His only unknown was just how many blows it would take to forever ruin these most awesome and powerful of testicles. 

Lifting the mallet high once again, Mike brought it back down with crushing force, this time into the young man’s enormous left ball, and with another disturbing crunching sound. 

SMACK!!!

And so began Mike’s brutal beating of the young man’s colossal stud nuts, as he alternatively struck first the right and then the left nut, over and over and over, each blow sinking deep into the beefy ball flesh and threatening to burst the great balls wide open. 

BLAM!!! 

WHAM!!! 

WHACK!!! 

WHOP!!! 

SMACK!!! 

BLAM!!!

However, it quickly became clear that it would take more than just a couple of blows — or even a couple of DOZEN blows — to destroy these super tough bull nuts, and soon scores and scores of blows were raining devastation and destruction down upon the handsome young man’s defenseless, screaming bull balls. 

CRACK!!!

SLAM!!!

SCRUNCH!!!

SPLAT!!!

WHACK!!!

WHOP!!!

CRUNCH!!!

CRACK!!!

Mike was beginning to wonder again if this young stud’s bull balls were indestructible, and he quickly lost count of how many blows he had landed on those gigantic gonads past the first hundred or so. But then he began to notice that the mallet was beginning to sink deeper and deeper into the mighty balls with each blow, crushing them more and more flat as the inhumanly brutal beating continued, and signaling that the massive and unimaginably powerful orbs were finally beginning to weaken under the relentless pounding Mike was giving them. 

CRASH!!!

SCRUNCH!!!

WHAP!!!

BLOOM!!!

SMOOSH!!!

CRUNCH!!!

SMACK!!!

SPLAT!!!

He paused for a moment to grope the huge, stretched out testicles, and he could feel that they had begun to grow somewhat mushy from all of the terrific bludgeoning. Whereas before his vise-like grip could barely dent the tough fibrous outer walls of the incredibly dense nuts, his fingers were now sinking deep into the ball meat, causing the great nuts to deform grotesquely in his hand and bulge and ooze between his fingers. The handsome young soldier screamed and thrashed as Mike’s fingers sought out the very heart of his manhood, and the cruel Lieutenant smiled in delight. Oh yes, he was finally breaking down the awesome endurance of these huge man orbs, and it wouldn’t be too long until they were destroyed, reduced to a beefy sauce of spilled seminal fluids and broken ball meat, smearing the top of the huge tree stump with their splattered contents. 

Mike also noticed that the young stud’s brutally hard cock was leaking precum for the third time, and wondered in amazement if the young man might yet have another massive load churning in those massive, doomed bull balls of his. He wanted very much to find out. 

SPLAT!!!

CRUNCH!!!

SMASH!!!

BLAT!!!

WHOOM!!!

WHACK!!!

CRACK!!!

BLAM!!!

The bludgeoning resumed, and dozens and dozens of more blows were soon hammering into the young man’s steadily weakening balls. Each blow now seemed to sink just a little bit deeper into the impossibly thick ball meat, gradually flattening out the huge orbs more and more each time, and a sickening and squishy crunching sound could now be heard every time one of the young muscle man’s huge balls was crushed flat. 

At the same time, the young man’s huge 18-inch cock was leaking precum like he hadn’t cum in a month, and it as clear that a third orgasm was on its way. 

Mike set down the huge rubber mallet and retrieved another device from behind his desk. When the young prisoner saw what was in Mike’s big hands, his eyes flew open wide and he began to beg and plead through the gag for the Lieutenant to stop, writhing in unbridled terror. But Mike was heedless of his prisoner’s pleas, so intent was he on finishing off those mighty and massive nuts. 

In Lt. Zerkowski’s powerful hands was what looked like a sledgehammer, only on a much larger scale. The end of the thick handle was topped by a huge hammer head with a face nearly a foot across, and more than a foot long. The massive iron sledgehammer must have weighed well over 200 pounds! Mike had only used this particular hammer in the past to shatter concrete and stone, and never a prisoner’s balls. The sledgehammer was so clearly overkill that it would utterly obliterate anything placed beneath its falling mass. But a lust-crazed Mike knew that in this case, the hammer was the net logical step in the young man’s torture and eventual destruction. 

Mike once again stood before the muscle boy and raised the mallet high with both hands, his great strength wielding the massive hammer with relative ease. The young prisoner tried desperately to break free of his bonds, but to no avail, all while his huge cock began to belch out huge slugs of precum, clearly and rapidly approaching orgasm even as the massive hammer  threatened the destruction of his aching nuts. 

With a mighty bellow of effort, Mike swung the huge sledgehammer and brought the head down with annihilating force directly into both of the young man’s bull nuts. 

BLOOSH!!!!!!

SQUIRT!!!

The recoil was awesome. The young muscle giant threw back his handsome head and bellowed so loud that Mike thought he would blow the two pairs of steel-reinforced doors down. His 18-inch mule dick simultaneously spewed forth the single greatest wad of cum Mike had seen yet, a 12-foot-long rope of pure white sperm that shot out with such awesome force that it actually struck the CEILING more than 15 feet overhead, shattering the wad into hundreds of big, gloopy shards of sperm shrapnel that then fell all over Mike and his prisoner. 

SQUIRT!!!

As the second massive wad blasted forth, Mike raised the mallet and again brought it down into the stud’s now rapidly crumbling nuts. 

SQUELCH!!!!!!

But even such brutal, destructive force could not stop the young man’s burgeoning load, and the thunderous orgasm blasted on and on and on. Mike continued to beat and bludgeon the mighty bull nuts with blow after mighty blow, determined to shatter the huge twin nuggies and turn them into a mushy mass of broken nut guts. 

SMACK!!!!!!

SQUIRT!!!

SCRUNCH!!!!!!

SQUIRT!!!

BLORSH!!!!!!

SQUIRT!!!

CRACK!!!!!!

SQUIRT!!!

CRUNCH!!!!!!

SQUIRT!!!

SQUICK!!!!!!

SQUIRT!!!

BLOOSH!!!!!!

SQUIRT!!!

As the minutes wore on, it was becoming clear that Mike would soon achieve his goal. The mallet was squashing the gigantic, swelling nuts nearly as flat as pancakes with each blow, and any blow now could be the one that ended the mighty muscle man’s awesome masculinity forever. The crunching and squishing sounds emanating from the young man’s severely bludgeoned balls had taken on a profoundly disturbing tone, and Mike was convinced that he was already dealing permanent and terrible damage to the young man’s behemoth bollocks. But the Lieutenant would not be satisfied with anything less than total testicular annihilation, so the iron rain of destruction continued unabated, even as the handsome young lad’s most titanic orgasm ever continued to thunder out of his violently spewing horse cock. 

BLOOM!!!!!!

SQUIRT!!!

SCRUNCH!!!!!!

SQUIRT!!!

SQUELCH!!!!!!

SQUIRT!!!

CRUNCH!!!!!!

SQUIRT!!!

SQUISH!!!!!!

SQUIRT!!!

SQUICK!!!!!!!

SQUIRT!!!

BLORSH!!!!!!

SQUIRT!!!

SPLAT!!!!!! 

SQUIRT!!!

“Yeah, you bull balled FREAK!! How does THAT feel!?” 

SMASH!!!!!!

SQUIRT!!!

“Can you feel your massive nuts crumbing under my hammer blows?!?” 

CRASH!!!!!!

SQUIRT!!!

“I’m fucking cracking your oversize man eggs wide OPEN!!” 

BLOOSH!!!!!!

SQUIRT!!!

“YEAH!! That’s right!! You don’t fucking DESERVE to have such fucking GARGANTUAN gonads, scumbag!!!”

CRUNCH!!!!!!

SQUIRT!!!

“I’m gonna take away everything that you hold near and dear! The very things that make you a MAN!!” 

SQUISH!!!!!!

SQUIRT!!!

“I’m gonna reduce to you something LESS than a man! You’re gonna a ball-less FREAK when I’m done with you!!” 

BLOOOOM!!!!!!

SQUIRT!!!

“A big, muscular, horse-dicked EUNUCH!!!!!” 

SQUICK!!!!!!

SQUIRT!!!

But that final blow seemed never to come. The minutes had worn on and STILL the great nuts endured, jettisoning forth truly mind blowing quantities of spunk, perhaps the biggest load in the young man’s life. 

CRUNCH!!!!!!

SQUIRT!!!

SCRUNCH!!!!!!

SQUIRT!!!

BLOOSH!!!!!!

SQUIRT!!!

Three minutes had passed, and then five, and then seven!! 

SPLAT!!!!!!

SQUIRT!!!

SQUICK!!!!!!

SQUIRT!!!

SPLOOOSH!!!!!!

SQUIRT!!!

Finally, after EIGHT full minutes of continuous cumming, the young man’s most gargantuan load yet finally ebbed and eventually ceased. But Mike did not, bludgeoning his balls three, four, five more times. 

SCRUUUNCH!!!!!!

SPLUUUUT!!!!!!

WHOOOOM!!!!!!

SPLOOOSH!!!!!!

SPLUUURCH!!!!!!

Mike’s whole body was thrown into that final blow, the massive hammer head crashing down with such annihilating and destructive force that the young man’s quivering, mortally wounded balls all but disappeared beneath the hammer, squashed utterly flat. Mike Zerkowski panted heavily with all of the exertion, leaning forward and adding the bulk of his own massive weight into the more than 200 pounds of steel already pressing down onto the young man’s shattered balls. 

The handsome lad had thrown back his handsome head on that final blow and uttered his most terrible howl of agony yet, and then had collapsed forward, dead or unconscious, his mind unable to comprehend the brutal and violent end to his once awesome and spectacular manhood. 

Lt. Zerkowski allowed himself to smile in deep satisfaction. He had blown a truly massive load down one of his pant legs sometime during the brutal rain of destruction, and he’d hardly even noticed, so intent was he on his prisoner’s destruction. And now that the young stud’s unmanning was complete, Mike intended to take a rest before working on the lad’s impossibly enormous — and still untouched and intact — monster dick. 

An exhausted Mike pushed himself upward and, with a grunt of effort, lifted the massive mallet off of the tree stump, eager to see the broken remains of the largest set of bull testicles to ever grace a man. 

As the hammer was lifted out of the way, two massive oblong spheres came into view, resting heavily in the center of the tree stump at the end of a 16-inch-long rope of overstretched scrotum. The young man’s monstrous nuts were now swollen to even more obscene dimensions and so bruised and battered that they barely appeared human. The twin testicles were a mottled reddish purple and all but glowed with searing pain and agony, but they still maintained their separate egg-like shapes. Miraculously, though they were horribly battered and nearly destroyed, the young muscle stud’s mammoth bollocks had NOT burst under the unbelievably brutal beating. In fact, Mike could now see that there were now two identical shallow depressions on the face of the solid oak tree stump, indentations that the young bull’s mighty balls had made as the force of the hammer blows had been transferred THROUGH them and into the nearly iron-solid wood below. Mike’s mind was completely blown, for he couldn’t believe that a man’s balls could be so spectacularly tough and powerful. This young muscle stud was a GOD, an Adonis just MADE for abuse and destruction.

A sperm-coated Mike reached forward and gently gripped both huge, heavy nuts with his strong fists and squeezed. The dumbfounded Lieutenant immediately confirmed that both testicles were indeed still whole and pulsing with life. He was delighted, however, as his fingers sank into the very heart of the young man’s squishy ball flesh, the thick beef of the huge nuts deforming grotesquely around his clutching fingers with relative ease. 

Oh yes, the young man’s huge balls were still whole, but who knew how much damage Mike had already caused to their thick, meaty interiors. For all he knew, Mike had already mortally wounded the stud’s gigantic nuggies, rendering him sterile and impotent from all of the unimaginably brutal trauma he’d already inflicted on the mighty orbs. As his expert hands gripped, groped, and fondled those amazing and powerful 20 pounds of unbelievably heavy nut meat, Mike could tell that they were only a few good hammer blows away from permanent destruction. He moved at first to pick up his discarded hammer and deliver those final, fateful blows that would destroy the young stud’s masculinity forever…

But then Mike stopped himself, and smiled. No, using a sledgehammer to finish off such an epic and masculine prisoner just wouldn’t do. He needed something more intimate, more personal, to finish off such a spectacular male. And Mike knew just how he wanted to do it…