Starfleet Academy

I've gone into my vaults and pulled out one of my earliest story rewrites...

Starfleet Academy

Based on an original story by an unknown author

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Craig was in a training simulation when it happened. Two teams of Starfleet cadets were conducting a simulated attack on each other. Everyone had their phasers set on a light stun setting -- not enough to make knock someone unconscious unless it was a headshot, but enough to cause real pain. Of course, the cadets were supposed to have their weapons deactivated and allow the computer to record hits, but they were in a rowdy mood, so they decided to up the stakes a little. Besides, phaser hits on this level were painful, but altogether harmless. 

Craig’s team had been very successful so far. The battle was taking place in wooded terrain, and Craig was moving elegantly in and out of hiding, his lithe, muscular form moving effortlessly through the underbrush with a grace that belied his massive size. Craig was one of the finest, most promising cadets the Academy had ever seen. And at 21 years old, 6’2” in height, and a massive 350 pounds of pure Grade-AAA choice Academy beef, he was also one of the most enormously built young men ever to pass through the Academy’s training program. 

The enormously beefy cadet had the face of an all-American super hero to match his extraordinarily muscular body. He had a very square jaw, powerful chin, high cheekbones, full lips, and stunning blue eyes framed by close cropped thick blond hair. Craig was breathtakingly handsome, and was pursued by men and women, human and non-human, alike. 

But this stud’s beauty certainly didn’t end with his face, for Craig had the body of an Adonis. From his thick neck flared two of the widest shoulders imaginable, each the size of cannon balls, from which extended two of the most powerful arms in the Federation. Each of Craig’s massive arms measured in at over 26 ½ inches, some of the largest arms ever developed on a man. Craig’s chest was legendary, two mighty plates of wide, square muscle of eye-popping thickness and density, topped by two large, succulent nipples. The stud’s back was just as muscular and powerful as his front, his tremendous lats all but blocking out the sun. This spectacular upper body tapered majestically down to an equally incredibly narrow and tight waist. The stud’s waist measured no more than 32 inches, making it only slightly larger than his enormous arms, and was corrugated with rippling, tightly packed muscle. Craig’s awesome legs were a perfect match for his upper body, with thighs like tree trunks and calves like bowling balls, all extending from an ass that was mouthwateringly beautiful, two tight, firm globes of perfectly molded muscle. 

And to top it all off, Craig had one of the largest sexual endowments to grace a human being, a set of genitals so large that the other men in the Academy showers couldn’t help but stare. 

Craig’s extraordinary gifts weren’t just limited to the physical, for he was also an extremely intelligent young man. He excelled in all of his studies, particularly in engineering, diplomacy, and languages, and his greatest dilemma was going to be deciding where to focus his efforts in his Federation career. One thing was certain - Craig was expected to rise high among the Federation ranks, regardless of the career path he eventually chose. 

Such an extraordinarily gifted young man would normally have engendered a tremendous amount of jealousy and envy among his fellows, but Craig was also gifted with a great deal of charisma and charm. The handsome young cadet was known for being an all-around nice guy, and he had charmed and won over every cadet and instructor at the Academy. Well, almost every cadet...

The handsome young stud now put his incredible body to good work, leaping through the trees and undergrowth like a stag, and had already eliminated several members of the opposing team. He was doing exceptionally well in this particular training exercise. But then he made the mistake of approaching a large tree dead on, unaware that there was a person behind it.

The first shot hit him in the upper abdomen – close to vital organs – so the stun effect was rather large. His beautiful blue eyes became dim and he experienced the feeling that he had just gotten up too fast. Craig was still standing, but was temporarily stunned and unable to react. His attacker then took complete advantage of this situation. 

The next shot woke Craig up in a hurry, for it was right to his tightly packed crotch. What’s more, the assailant had obviously turned the phaser power level up several notches, delivering a terrific pain to Craig’s huge genitals. It was a bad situation for him -- he could barely move at all because of the previous stun, and he was now having a powerful phaser beam mercilessly pound away at his defenseless nuts. 

A look of extreme agony and shock was on Craig’s handsome face, and his hidden attacker kept his thumb on the button and the phaser beam, continuing to assault Craig’s balls for a seeming eternity. His tight black Starfleet pants were meant to be inflammable, but steam began rising from the area where his bulge was showing through. Craig was moaning, but the stun effects prevented him from crying out in pain or for help. Tears welled in his beautiful blue eyes. His powerfully muscled body crumpled up at the waist, but his attacker still found the angle to shoot him between the legs. Starfleet training was hard, but this was by far the most intense pain young Craig had ever felt. 

Finally, as Craig began to show signs of falling forward, the beam ceased. The attacker did not want to risk hitting Craig in the head, so he finally ceased his phaser assault. As Craig fell forward to his knees, and then over on the ground to his side, he could hear his assailant scurry away in the woods. Warm steam was blowing towards his face, and he knew from the feeling in his crotch that more than just his uniform had been burnt. The burn pain was insignificant, however, to the intensity of the beam that had assaulted his huge ‘nads. Craig cupped his battered balls with his hands, but could only let out a little moan. He was barely even functioning; all he could feel were his burned and wounded nuts. 

Finally, the rest of his team discovered him. It was quite a sight. The muscular golden  boy Craig was lying in the mud in his tight black uniform, desperately holding his crotch as steam was still rising through his fingers. A look of total agony was etched on his face. And of course, being the upstanding cadets that they were, his team all broke out in laughter, making the usual derogatory and taunting comments. Craig was totally humiliated.

Craig quickly recovered physically from the incident, but he never determined who was responsible. He wasn’t even entirely sure that it was a member of the opposing team who had so cruelly shot him in the nuts, but he didn’t want to think about members of his own team betraying him like that, not even for a painful prank. After a while, he just forgot about the incident, although he became notorious at the Academy for his “hot roast nuts” and he had to endure several taunting nicknames. He showed good humor at all the ribbing, and actually came to enjoy the attention that was paid to his massive genitals. The incident certainly hadn’t hurt his interactions with the ladies - or with the men - so in the end he decided that there was no real harm done. 

Then one evening, several weeks later, Craig was doing some reading while alone in his room. Deciding to get comfortable, he wore only a pair of black, shiny silk bikini briefs as he was lying in bed, the thin material barely able to contain his prodigious endowment. Craig knew he was a stud boy, and enjoyed looking at himself in skimpy clothing … which was part of the reason why he ended up jerking off at least a few times every day. As he turned a page, his doorbell chimed. Contemplating his near-naked state, Craig asked, “Who is it?”

“It’s Dylan.”

“Come in.” Dylan was a good friend of his, and so Craig didn’t particularly care about being nearly nude in from of him. 

“Hey hot nuts.” Dylan had been on Craig’s team, and witnessed the after effects of the phasering of his friend’s huge nuts. Dylan was a handsome guy as well -- black hair, blue-green eyes, and an impressive musculature -- and the two men were known to frequently hang out as pals. Dylan dropped something by the door as he came in the room, but Craig couldn’t see what it was. 

“Shut up,” Craig said with a smile, more than used to the teasing at this point.

“Get up for a second, there is something I want to show you,” Dylan said mischievously. Craig got up, and Dylan noticed how Craig’s massive package bulged obscenely in his skimpy underwear, giving Dylan an almost instant erection. 

“What is it, Dylan?”

Dylan smiled wickedly and moved towards Craig, who was now standing near his bed. “I just wanted to tell you that it was me who shot you in the nuts with my phaser.” Before he was even finished, Dylan brought his knee up violently into Craig’s easily identifiable sack. Craig looked totally shocked, but it was difficult to tell if it was by the news or by the pain exploding in his balls. Probably both. 

Craig made faint, moaning sounds as he looked down at his bikini underwear. He started to grasp himself, but Dylan forced his massively muscled arms out of the way and kneed him again, even harder. This time, Craig fell back onto his bed. Only his back was on the bed, however, and his legs slumped down to the floor and spread out. He was starting to slide all of the way down … but Dylan wasn’t going to let that happen just yet.

“You see,” Dylan explained to the moaning and temporarily paralyzed young muscle man, “I’ve always wanted to do this to you, Stud Boy. I’ve wanted to bust those bull balls of yours for a long, long time” With that, Dylan delivered a massive kick right between Craig’s sliding legs. The mighty kick connected with such force that it moved the big cadet back up on the bed, and Craig cried out feebly, feeling as if his balls had been destroyed. He couldn’t breathe from the intensity of the pain, and his vision became blurred from tears. 

“It’s OK. Don’t worry. There is more to come.” Dylan grabbed Craig’s heavy, limp body and placed him properly on the bed. Craig could only cough and gasp. “Let’s get these off of you,” Dylan said, indicating Craig’s skimpy underwear. From the way he handled them, Craig thought maybe Dylan had been talking about his balls … Dylan fiercely grabbed at Craig’s huge gonads as he pulled off the underwear, nearly pulling some other things off too. 

With the underwear off, Craig’s genitals were displayed in all their awesome glory. Craig’s heroic cock was almost like a third leg, hanging heavy and thick and stretching halfway down his muscular thigh. His balls were truly colossal, each weighty orb the size of a large fist, and so dense and heavy that they hung over four full inches from the base of his enormous horse cock. 

Craig just barely managed to say in his deep baritone voice, “Stop! Oh God, please, Dylan! Stop!” His beautiful blue eyes pleaded with his friend. Then he went into another coughing fit as the pain in his crotch reminded him that he couldn’t talk. 

“It is almost over. Just one more thing …” With that, Dylan moved back near the door to the room, where he had dropped the object he had entered with. “Do you know what this is?” he asked as he activated the device. “It is a Ferengi phaser whip. It fires high-energy plasma discharges at a target. It normally just stuns the victim a bit, but if I were to make direct contact on your body with this whip, the effects would be somewhat more … painful. ”

Craig watched in horror as Dylan flung the whip about a bit. It was producing a green-colored energy field, and appeared to be highly powerful. It looked much like an actual whip, accept for the phased energy it was producing. Dylan approached Craig on the bed. Craig’s crotch was already badly traumatized, and it froze the rest of his body in agony. As Dylan swung the whip at him, Craig gathered what was left of his strength and tried to roll a bit to one side …

WHACK!!!

No luck. Dylan simply changed the angle of the whip’s assault and landed a powerful shot directly on Craig’s exposed genitals. All of the energy of the powerful weapon was completely directed at those two huge orbs that made Craig a man, and he felt as if his giant gonads had exploded from the blow. His hips bucked and he began to spasm wildly. 

WHACK!!! WHACK!!! WHACK!!!

Dylan struck again, and again, and again, high energy and force all directed at Craig’s awesome manhood, his gargantuan balls swinging and bouncing wildly with each devastating blow. Dylan watched in awe as Craig’s horse cock began to grow larger, swelling to greater and greater dimensions despite (or perhaps because of) the terrible agony in his colossal bull balls. In very little time, the stud’s huge cock had grown to its full, eye-popping 13+ inches, the thick shaft throbbing majestically, and with a constant stream of thick precum oozing from the apple-sized head. Dylan cranked up the whip to full power, and began to lay into Craig with greater intensity, truly battering the young cadet’s already brutalized nuts. 

WHACK!!! WHACK!!! WHACK!!! WHACK!!! 

WHACK!!! WHACK!!! WHACK!!! WHACK!!!

WHACK!!! WHACK!!! WHACK!!! WHACK!!!

Dylan couldn’t believe that any man’s nuts could survive such brutal treatment, but Craig’s monstrous bull balls not only endured, they began to build what would be sure to be a massive, earth shattering load. Just when it was clear that Craig was about to cum, Dylan wrapped the whip around the aching nuts and pulled with all his might. Craig bellowed in pain, not just from the pulling that threatened to rip his mighty nuts clean from his body, but also from the unbelievable bolts of energy coursing from the Ferengi phaser whip into his massive, screaming orbs. Craig felt like his balls would burst from all the energy flowing through them, and in truth they were very close to doing just that. Dylan pulled harder and harder still, and managed to yank the huge nuts to over eight fantastic inches from his crotch, where they quivered on the edge of ripping from his body. 

Finally, the moment came. Craig’s monster cock grew another inch, shuddered, and began throbbing with incredible force, threatening to finish the job of ripping his own nuts off. The cock shaft was so long that it took a couple of throbs before the stud began to shoot. And shoot he did. Where other men cum in ribbons and spurts, Craig came in ropes and blasts, huge thick wads of white hot spunk rocketing out of his thundering prick and blasting across the room. The hyper masculine stud began to white wash the walls with his own cum, quickly drenching himself and Dylan in the process. His genitals  were no longer under the control of his own nervous system, but were now commanded by the phaser whip. He came in countless long ropes, surpassing all bounds of human ability, until finally, several minutes later, the titanic orgasm ebbed to a slow dribble, and the final dregs of his gargantuan load burped out of his still rock-solid cock. 

When Craig’s load finally ended, Dylan kicked with all his might into the still whip-bound balls, all but turning the gigantic orbs into a jellied pulpy mass of broken ball flesh. Another huge blast of cum was forced from his pulsing cock, landing squarely on the headboard behind Craig where it mingled with dozens of similar shots and slowly oozed down the smooth surface. The brutal pain finally knocked the young stud cadet unconscious, and his hips bucked so violently that he fell off of the bed onto the cum-soaked floor. 

Dylan looked down at Craig’s limp body, and in particular at his beautiful muscular ass. He turned off the phaser whip. Dylan himself was very well endowed, though nowhere near as spectacularly as Craig, and his huge organ was bulging through his tight cadet pants. 

He couldn’t resist. He whipped out his own big cock and masturbated all over Craig. Dylan was so turned on that it only took a few seconds for him to blast his own huge load all over the ball busted muscle stud. He pulled his pants back up, and left the big guy unconscious on the floor in a pool of his own cum. He would be awakening in a few hours to the worst case of blue balls he had ever had, and the thought made Dylan smile. And as a side benefit of the Ferengi phaser whip, Craig would have no memory of the assault or who attacked him, only the brutal pounding ache in his enormous bull nuts to let him know he had once again had his huge baby makers beaten to within an inch of rupturing.

Dylan remembered that he had a training class with Craig where they were learning how to use the Klingon bat’telh sword. He walked out of the room and smiled as he thought of the possibilities...