Saddle Castration - Part 2

Saddle Castration

Based on an original story by an anonymous author 

A young man’s virility is put to the ultimate test while riding a specially designed mechanical bull. 

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“If you all are ready, let us begin.” With that, Michael turned the dial on the controls to level 1. The mechanical bull began to slowly rock forward and back, gently pulling on Doug’s massive family jewels, and then pressing them between Doug’s hyper masculine body and the equally solid saddle horn. The audience murmured its approval as it watched the action, admiring the way that Doug’s enormous muscles bulged and rippled with each movement of the bull, how his powerful legs bulged and tensed as they gripped the bull for dear life – or dear balls – and the way his gargantuan balls bulged even larger as they were alternately pulled from his body and pressed firmly against the saddle horn. 

As the minutes went by, the constant massaging of his nuts caused Doug’s huge cock to begin to stir. Filled with terror and panic at his situation, the handsome young hunk tried desperately to prevent his blossoming erection, but the continual manipulation of his bull nuts was more than his awesome virility could stand. Doug’s huge cock began to swell with blood, growing steadily thicker and longer with each heartbeat. The 12-inch flaccid cock had been draped over Doug’s left thigh, but now began to rise off of the flexing thigh muscles as it grew larger and larger still. The audience gazed in wonder as the great tool began to stretch skyward, its already enormous size increasing to mind blowing proportions. At 14 inches, the mighty cock was still hanging soft and limp; at 16 inches, the massive penis began to crank upwards, swelling even thicker as it goes; at 18 inches, the monstrous cock was pointing proudly skyward, a massive column of man meat that was still growing even larger. Finally, Doug’s majestic horse cock soared to its full, steel-hard length of 20 ½ rock solid inches of pulsing man flesh. So great was the size of Doug’s awesome tool that the huge cock head, now big as a fist and totally exposed from Doug’s retracted foreskin, was tapping the huge muscle man in the middle of his prodigious, mammoth chest, thumping hard against Doug’s thick pec meat with each powerful heart beat. 

“My, my, we certainly DO have a big boy on our hands, now don’t we?” said Michael, all eyes fixed on Doug’s truly enormous erection. Even with a body as massive and powerful as Doug’s, his humungous cock looked almost ridiculously oversized, and many of the men wondered if Doug had ever found anything with an opening large enough for him to fuck. The gathered men all knew that they were looking at the largest human cock on the planet, and likely the largest cock that had ever existed. 

Five minutes into the ceremony, and Doug’s cock was hard as a rock and pointing defiantly toward the ceiling, the first bead of thick precum appearing at its swollen tip. Michael smiled knowingly at the sight; he somehow knew that Doug would be a particularly randy man, and Michael would bet money that Doug would cum before he lost his balls. Only some of the men who were victims of the bull would achieve this, but the sight always caused a great stir of excitement among the audience members. 

After five minutes, the bull moved on to level 2, bucking just a little harder and faster than before. The movement of the bull stretched Doug’s magnificent balls a little farther than before on each upward buck, and caused the great bulk of his weight to press harder into his mammoth nuts on each downward motion. The bucking of the bull was more rigorous, but the pressure and the strain on Doug’s balls was not yet enough to become painful. Still, all the men could see Doug’s gigantic thigh muscles bulge and flex enormously as he fought to remain as motionless as possible on the bull. 

Ten minutes elapsed, and the bull increased its speed to level 3. Here’s where men traditionally began to have a problem, for the bull’s motions were now rigorous, but Doug was clearly not in any danger yet. His massive thighs remained clamped like a vise, and the increase in speed didn’t seem to be affecting him one bit. The rough massaging of his balls from all the pulling and squeezing was having its desired effect, though, for Doug’s huge horse cock began to drool clear precum freely, long strands of the sticky fluid dripping from his dick, to be thrown in whatever random direction the bull chose to go next. 

Fifteen minutes into the ceremony, and the bull moved on to level 4. Here’s where the men began to get separated from the boys, and the boys began to get separated from their balls. The bull’s movements began to take on a more violent motion, and even Doug’s huge, beefy thighs could not totally prevent his body from being bucked somewhat by the mechanical bull. The steel cord began to really tug at his massive low-hangers, and his body began to crash into his trapped balls with significant force. Much to the audience’s delight, however, the pain and discomfort caused by these actions did not seem to faze Doug’s cock in the slightest. In fact, not only was his cock still as hard as steel, but it began to throb more powerfully the harder his meaty balls were pulled or beaten. 

Michael couldn’t have been more delighted at the sight of Doug’s rampant, throbbing cock, for it confirmed his greatest hope – this massive, muscular, and hugely hung fireman got off on having his titanic testicles mauled and beaten. Michael couldn’t believe his luck at finding such a perfect specimen of a man, and he was filled with anticipation for what would happen next. 

At 20 minutes, the bull cranked things up to level 5. The bucking of the bull took on a real urgency, and this was where the bulk of the men lost their balls. Doug was clearly hanging in there, though, his huge balls obviously made of sterner stuff than those of the average man. Still, his balls were beginning to take quite a beating, and the huge man grunted every time his great weight was forced to crash into his defenseless nuts. 

Doug’s cock remained rock hard, and was now spewing copious amounts of precum everywhere. The young man’s huge cock kept slamming into his washboard abs and massive chest, spraying more and more of the hot, sticky clear fluid across his muscular belly and humongous pecs. In fact, as the minutes continued to tick by, more and more of the thick fluid splattered against Doug’s corrugated abs and mountainous chest, and soon his entire torso was coated and glistening with his clear male fluids. Doug could precum more than most men could pee, and his wet and sticky belly was testament to this fact. 

Level 6 was achieved 25 minutes into the event, and Doug’s grunts took on more of a sound of pain. Michael could also see that the bucking of the metal bronco was tugging even harder on the fireman’s burly bull balls, for the constant tugging and yanking had stretched them even farther from their crotch, now pulled to an awesome 8 inches from his groin, twice their naturally long dangle. Michael had only seen such a stretch once before, with the herculean farm boy Troy, and that was right before his huge balls were torn from his body. Michael almost came unwillingly in his pants at the incredible and intensely masculine sight. The assembled men also noticed that Doug’s precum had begun to change from clear to milky white in color, signifying the building of the muscle man’s orgasm. And with balls the size of extra large coconuts, the men knew that when Doug came, he would cum BIG. They just hoped the big stud would cum before his obscenely oversized nuts were torn from his muscular body. 

The minutes ticked by, and still Doug endured, his powerful thighs not yet losing their grip on the bull. His whole body was covered in a sheen of sweat by his exertions, however, and his breathing was coming faster and faster, signaling the orgasm that was soon to come. 

30 minutes, and the bull charged up to level 7, the level that finally claimed the previous legendary stud, Troy. Now the bull was thrashing about with a vengeance, just like the mechanical bulls seen in movies and country western dives. But the difference was that in the movies, the man’s balls aren’t tied to the bull, so when he is eventually thrown from the machine, he loses nothing more than his pride. In this evening’s event, the stakes were much higher – this young man’s very masculinity, the essence of what made him a man, was on the line. 

Doug began to cry out in pain, his deep and powerful voice reverberating off the walls of the large ballroom. His balls were stretching even farther, and his 385 pounds of rock solid, masculine bulk was crashing again and again with great force into his massive nuts, brutally battering them with his own mighty body. Almost any other man’s balls would have long since been reduced to rubble by such a powerful, relentless beating, but Doug’s balls appeared to still be intact. The huge, meaty orbs had begun to turn an angry red color from all the abuse, but they had not yet begun to swell, and their perfect egg shapes continued to endure intact. 

The audience knew that Doug was nearing his mark, but they also feared that they would never see it, for Doug was now at the same level as Troy when that young farm stud lost his huge nuts. And though Troy was a very big and powerful young man, he had at least 100 pounds less weight pummeling his balls on every downward motion of the bull. The men hoped that Doug would cum before he lost his balls, eager to see the size of the load created by such massive gonads. 

The audience did not have long to wait. Less than a minute into level 7, and the brutal beating and yanking of Doug’s behemoth bull nuts became too much for the big stud’s phenomenal virility to take. Doug’s grunts became deeper and mixed with the unmistakable sounds of pleasure. As the men watched, the flow of precum from his cock, which had continued unabated for nearly half an hour, ebbed and finally ceased. Over the course of 5 or 10 seconds, the beefy fireman’s humungous cock grew thicker, darker, and longer, adding at least another inch in length and becoming as thick as a bazooka, and almost as long. The swollen super cock throbbed a few more times, shuddered, and then began blasting the largest load any of these men had ever seen. 

Doug’s first wad erupted from his cock just as the bull was thrusting forward, so the first rope of cum flew out far into the audience. And “rope” of cum was the appropriate term; the first spurt of cum was over 5 feet long, and nearly as thick as a man’s finger. The pure white blast of cum shot forth with such force that it arced nearly a dozen feet up into the air and traveled at least 40 feet before landing in the audience, striking at least a half dozen or more of the men there. Before the crowd could recover, a second massive wad escaped from Doug’s throbbing monster cock, and then a third, and a fourth, and a fifth, each wad as massive as the one before it, and spraying out in random directions into the crowd. 

The men went wild. They knew that they were witnessing the largest orgasm the world had ever seen, and many of them, Michael included, spontaneously creamed their pants at the hyper masculine sight. Each gargantuan wad was followed 3 to 5 seconds later by another that was every bit as massive as the first spectacular shot. 

And there seemed to be no end in sight to Doug’s truly colossal orgasm. Ten blasts, then 15, then 20, then 25, and still his raging orgasm thundered on undiminished. Buckets of cum were erupting from Doug’s mammoth cock, and soon all the men in the audience had been struck by one of his gushing volleys of thick man milk, the men in the front rows virtually coated with the stuff. Some of the salvos blasted straight up in the air to land on the great hulking, muscular bulk of Doug himself, coating his magnificent chest, corrugated belly, powerful arms, awesome flexing legs, and even his stunningly handsome face with his own powerful male essence. Great slugs of his manly jism were festooned across his phenomenal physique, and huge globs dripped onto the mechanical bull, soaking the machine as well in his thick fluids. 

This monumental orgasm went on for a full minute, and then two minutes, never slacking in quantity of sperm or force of ejaculation. Finally, after more than three and a half minutes of continuous orgasm, Doug’s earth shattering orgasm began to ebb. But unlike most men, who decrease in size of their wads as they reach the end of their load, Doug’s blasts continued to be just as massive as the first. Instead, his mighty slugs of cum began to get spaced farther and farther apart. Three to 5 seconds became 6 or 7, which became 8 or 10, until finally, 15 seconds after the penultimate blast, Doug grunted loudly and blasted off one last titanic wad, which arced so high and shot so far that it struck the wall a full 60 feet away. 

The men in the audience were stunned by the unbelievable sight they had just seen. As they wiped slugs of cum from their faces and out of their eyes, they surveyed the room and each other. Literally gallons of cum had been sprayed everywhere, and not a person or object within 50 feet had avoided being struck by at least one stray blast. The greatest mess was within the vicinity of the bull itself, for both Doug and the bull were coated with thick white cream, and a large pool of the stuff had formed at the bottom of the mechanical beast. No one had thought to count the number of wads at the time, but a later viewing of the videotape being made of the event (from a dozen hidden cameras placed around the room) would show that Doug shot a total of 64 times. None of them would have believed it if they hadn’t seen it…and felt it…and smelled the rich, musky, intensely manly scent of it themselves. 

But for Doug, there was no reprieve. Though he had just pounded out one of the most massive loads of his young life, the bull did not cease its violent bucking. In fact, no sooner had Doug finished his load than the bull increased its speed to level 8. 

A great cheer went up from the crowd, for not only had Doug broken all records for the beefiest sacrifice, clearly the most well-hung sacrifice, arguably the handsomest sacrifice, and hands down the most virile sacrifice (if not the most virile man that ever lived!), he had just broken the record set by Troy for the longest ride on the bull. MAN, but this stud had some awesome endurance, and balls of steel! And Michael was pleased to see that, despite having just pounded out the grand daddy of all loads, Doug’s horse cock was still as hard as ever, its angry shade of red shining through even the multiple layers of pearlescent cum that coated it. Michael wondered if there might be even more cum still trapped within those bloated, burgeoning balls. 

Michael also quickly realized that Doug was starting to have a significant problem. Though the young muscle stud’s humungous thighs seemed powerful enough to maintain their grip on the bull from now until the end of time, the bucket loads of cum spilt on both Doug and the bull were having a detrimental effect. The thick, creamy, slippery fluid was seeping between the man’s thighs and the bull itself, causing the fireman’s vise-like grip to loosen, and making it more difficult for the man to hold on. The look of panic and fear on Doug’s face indicated that he realized the same thing. Michael smiled at the irony, that this mighty, super human hunk of a man might be undone by his own spectacular virility. 

Doug began to struggle mightily, fighting to not lose his purchase on the bucking bull. He managed to stay on top of the beast, but the slipperiness of his cum made his legs slide further forward and back on the bull. His huge balls got stretched ever farther with each buck, only to be smashed with brutal intensity between his rock solid body and the uncaring, unforgiving bull. 

Still the minutes ticked by, and before long the bull moved on to level 9. Doug was in completely uncharted territory here, and the men continued to marvel at the awesome abuse the young man’s gigantic balls are able to endure. The bull was bucking harder and faster than they have ever seen it before, and Michael could see that Doug’s huge balls were now being stretched to over 10 inches from his crotch. That’s two and a half times their normal dangle! The scene didn’t look real, for no man could possibly endure so great a stretch to their nuts. Could they? 

Michael also noticed that Doug’s cock was coughing up great gobs of precum once again, and even as he watched, the sticky fluid began to change from clear to milky white. Shit, this stud just shot the biggest load in history hardly more than 5 minutes ago, and he’s already randy for another one?! This guy was simply super human! Michael dearly wanted to see if Doug could cum a second time before losing his balls, but he didn’t hold much hope for the big stud; at level 9, the mechanical bull was bucking at a ferocious intensity, such that even experienced riders who had the benefit of holding on with both hands couldn’t have stayed on for long. It was a testament to the power of Doug’s massive thighs that he was still clamped tight to the mechanical beast. 

Before they knew it, 45 minutes had elapsed, and the bull moved on to level 10. The men watched in open-mouthed wonder, not believing that anyone could last this long on the bull, regardless of the astounding size and awesome strength of their balls. But still Doug held on, despite the terrible agony racking his balls with each vicious tug and each brutal, crushing impact. 

As Michael watched in disbelief, Doug’s cock once again ceased pouring out its precum, and again swelled larger and thicker, growing even darker than before, looking like a mighty tree limb projecting from Doug’s sweat and cum soaked crotch. The colossal cock spasmed and shuddered several times, swelled even larger, and then let loose with its first fresh rocket of cum. 

Maybe it was the intensity of the beating his bull balls were receiving, or maybe his balls realized that this would likely be their last load, but Doug’s second orgasm proved to be even larger and more intense than his first. It was hard to tell how long the first huge rope of cum was, as the bull was moving so quickly and erratically that the rope formed a big “S” in the air. However, everyone could clearly tell that this load was even thicker than the previous one, as thick as a thumb, and was almost blindingly white, no doubt composed nearly entirely of pure sperm without being diluted by other seminal fluids. The first blast of cum rained like a barrage of mortar shells onto the eager audience, who yelled and applauded as blast after blast followed the first and added to the already huge mess of cum littering the vast room. 

Several men actually swooned at the sight. Michael himself almost fainted as he watched Doug perform an even greater display of hyper masculine virility than before, and he could not believe that Doug had just finished pounding out his previous monster load a mere 10 minutes before. Where did this stud STORE all this spunk?! Surely even his gargantuan testicles couldn’t contain this much man juice! 

But Doug continued to prove Michael wrong, blasting out a score, then two score, and then THREE score titanic blasts of his super potent sperm. Shit, each wad contained more sperm than an average man could produce in a YEAR, and this was his SECOND load!! The audience was now literally drenched in Doug’s male essence, and even more of the stuff coated his magnificent body. And STILL Doug’s colossal orgasm thundered onward! 

Finally, after nearly four score mind blasting gouts of fresh stud cum, Doug’s orgasm began to ebb, slowing as before without losing any of its awesome intensity. Jetting off one last, monumental blast, Doug’s masterpiece of an orgasm finally ceased, having jettisoned 77 mighty wads of cum. 

Doug was in very real trouble now. The added deluge of his freshly spilled cum had completely greased the surface of the bull, rendering it slipperier than pig snot. As Doug struggled frantically to stay on the bull, it proceeded to level 11. 

The bull was now bucking like an animal possessed, its movements so violent that it should be shattering bones, and yet somehow Doug stayed on. His grip was slipping, however, and his mighty balls were getting stretched farther and farther as the moments tick by – 11 inches, then 12 inches – a full foot, and three times their normal dangle! – then an unbelievable 13 inches! Michael privately speculated that Doug’s mighty ball cords must be as strong as steel to be able to endure such unimaginable stretching. And after each stretch followed a blow so powerful it would have obliterated any other man’s nuts. It was if a 385-pound sledgehammer was being brought down with incredible force directly onto Doug’s bruised, battered, and defenseless nuts, again and again and again and again. Yet though Doug’s gargantuan low-hangers were now swollen and nearly purple from all the bruises and nearly an hour of constant abuse, they were still incredibly, impossibly, miraculously intact. None of the men could believe their eyes! 

Doug slipped more and more with each mighty buck and thrust of the bull, and Michael realized that the end would come very soon. Yet astonishingly, Michael noted that Doug’s still rock hard cock was beginning to ooze precum again! Somehow, this guy had still MORE cum in those mighty man boulders of his! It was simply impossible!! 

Doug’s struggles became more and more frantic, and it was clear he would soon lose his purchase altogether. Already, his ass had cleared the seat of the bull more than a dozen times, yet somehow he managed to crash back down into the saddle and reattach his grip to the bucking beast. 

Then, without warning, the mechanical bull cranked it up to full power – level 12.