A Roman Experience - Part 3

A Roman Experience - Part 3

Based on an original story by Prisoner/J.D.

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Round Two

"Now then," Marcus shouted over the din, "who will be next?"

We all looked at each other in wonder. The young stud had just shot the most massive load any of us had ever seen! Why, each slug of his cum was larger than a normal man shot in an entire orgasm! Despite the massive, monstrous size of the young man’s bull nuts, there was no way he could come again any time soon after an orgasm like that! 

Then, "I'll squeeze the cum out of those bull nuts!" I heard the fat merchant next to me shout. 

I turned to see him push himself up from his couch, and on even less steady feet than Lepulius, make his way over to the blond, bound youth.

I glanced up at the Gaul next to me to see him expel a sigh of relief and lay his head back against the column. I surmised that he was relieved to have a few moments respite from the fat paws that had been mauling his own huge testicles. Throughout the evening, even during the acrobatics, the fat one had not left the boy's big balls alone, pulling continuously on the thong and occasionally slapping them. 

I looked back over to where the other young hunk was spread eagled, and saw that the merchant was selecting some leather thongs from the table.

"Well boy, those are very impressive nuts you have, very impressive indeed!" he spoke loudly, more to us than to the youth. "In fact, they are by far the largest testicles I have ever seen on a man, and believe me, I am a connoisseur in that department. Yet, I’ve also never seen a man cum with the ferocity and sheer volume that you have just displayed, which is making all the other guests wonder if you blew all your cum in that one titanic load. I know differently; I know that you have a hell of a lot more cum in those big beauties of yours, just aching for release. Let’s see if we can find out just how full of cum they really are." He then grabbed a giant ball in each of his huge fat paws and squeezed.

"Uggh!" the boy grunted at the sudden pain as his tormentor’s strong hands closed in a vise-like grip. "Aaah!" he moaned even louder as the fat man pulled the massive testicles down into the scrotal sac as far as they would go, yanking them brutally in short jabs to stretch them farther still. When he was finally convinced that the stud’s huge balls had been stretched as far as they would likely go, the fat merchant began to wrap a wide leather thong around the loose skin of the boy's overstretched scrotum.

As the fat one continued to wrap the thong around the boy's scrotum, the youth began to move his beautiful head from side to side, moaning in pain, in an effort to block out the growing ache in his balls. His cock, which had softened slightly after his huge orgasm, quickly regained its full throbbing hardness.

The fat merchant continued to wind the wide thong around the scrotal sac. The boy lay his head back against the cross and closed his eyes, mentally trying to will away the dull ache that must have enveloped his groin. Finally, the fat one had wrapped sufficient cord around the sac so that the massive balls were forced an incredible 6 ½ inches from the base of the youth's humongous cock shaft, bulging bright red and shiny, threatening to burst forth from their sac. The youth clenched his teeth, his jaw muscles bulging, trying to keep himself from moaning. 

The merchant reached over to the table and selected another thong. He made a loop with the thong and placed it around the boy's enormous right testicle. He drew the free end tight and began to loop the rest around the testicle.

"Aaaaaah!" the boy finally gave up the effort to block his pain and moaned loudly as his monstrous testicle was gripped even more severely, stretching it even farther away from his crotch.

"Aah, aaah, aah!" he continued to moan, pulling once again at his restraints with his great strength, as the fat merchant took a second thong and wrapped the boy’s left testicle as tightly as he had the other.

After a few moments, he stopped and stood back to survey his handiwork. He looked around at the other diners and then reached over and lifted up the bound balls for all to examine. If anything, the great orbs looked even larger than before, trussed up as they were, the scrotal sac ridiculously elongated with the braided leather thong. It seemed impossible that a man’s balls could be stretched so far from his crotch without ripping off, but this incredible young muscle stud must have had balls of iron. The enormous balls bulged obscenely in the merchant’s hand, and they had already begun to redden due to the incredible pressure.

"Uuuungh!" the boy groaned, as clearly the least pressure now applied to his testicles would cause tremendous pain.

"Now, I will win your wager, Marcus, and force these beauties to give up their cream," the fat merchant spoke with confidence.

Then, holding the bound scrotum with his right hand, he reached down with his left hand and brought it up sharply, hitting the testicles with the palm of his hand.

"Aaaaaaah!" the boy screamed and thrashed about, trying and failing to break the restraints, his huge muscles standing out in deep relief.

"Aaaaah, aaah, aaaaaaah!" he continued to scream as the fat merchant again and again pummeled his trapped nuts. Once the merchant realized that the boy was strong enough to take even more torture, he closed his hand and began to slam his fist into the vulnerable and aching nuts, striking with all his might. The blond stud bucked his hips in an effort to get away, but this only increased the already tremendous pull on his nuts, increasing the agony. 

The merchant continued to pummel and punch the big, beefy nuts without mercy – 20 times, 40 times, 80 times – but the young hunk endured it all. The crowd began to wonder what this young stud’s nuts were made of, to allow him to endure such brutal punishment. Surely his balls must have been destroyed by now, reduced to a worthless pulp of broken ball flesh? But no! Still they endured, deforming on each punch but immediately snapping back to their original shape, defying the merchant to rain even greater brutality upon them. 

After a full 100 powerful blows, the merchant added a twisting motion with his right hand, now twisting and pummeling the boy's screaming bull balls at the same time. But, even though the boy continued to bellow from the torment, his cock remained as hard as ever, and was leaking copious amounts of precum everywhere. 

Finally, long after I had lost count of the number of devastating blows to the lad’s mighty balls, the young stud simply couldn’t take any more. 

"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!" the boy screamed his loudest scream yet, and his cock began to belch out its second load. This second load proved to be even BIGGER than the first, spurting out load after load of fresh man juice with tremendous force. The merchant continued pounding the goliath balls throughout the orgasm, which only made the boy cum harder still, drenching the fat merchant in his cum. This time, the boy shot over 25 thick ropes of cum, several more than his previous orgasm, and when he was finally finished, his chest was heaving and he sagged limply in his bindings.

The fat man turned after releasing the boy's scrotum, smiled, and, wiping the boy's cum off of his hand with his napkin, spoke directly to Marcus. "Pay up, honored host, pay me my wager," and he began to laugh uproariously as a slave brought him his money. He sauntered back to his couch. The thongs were left in place around the youth’s bruised and extremely battered nuts.

I looked over and saw the Gaul open his eyes and sigh another sigh, this one more of resignation than relief. He closed his eyes as the fat man sat down. 

"Did you miss me my pretty, " the fat merchant asked the youth, and then with a laugh, he reached over and gave the thong another sharp tug.

"Ugh!" the boy groaned at the pain in his big balls. The fat man continued to laugh and began eating and drinking to his victory.